your legs is so hot'

instant gratification (m)

Originally posted by pjmksj

fuccboii jk x cheerleader! reader ft sex in an instant photobooth

7k, smut

WARNING: this is just pure smut no plot whatsoever lmao and it’s filthy as hell read at ur own risk

11.57am [Jeon Jeongguk]: Quad. Now.

The brevity of his text should annoy you, but it only ignites a desire that burns insistently till it’s quenched. With your screen brightness turned down this low, it should be hard for anyone but you to decipher the words on your screen, but you still jump in surprise and guilt when your roommate, Sejong taps you on the shoulder.

“Hey, don’t forget practice is at 12.30pm today, don’t be late!! Coach already seemed near the end of her rope the last time and the team sure as hell doesn’t need her cracking down any harder. Got it?” Sejong might be your dearest roommate, but as captain of the cheer team she definitely takes her duties very seriously.

Swallowing back nervous laughter, you attempt to flash her an easy smile. “Yes, I promise I’ll be there on time!! It won’t happen anymore, I swear.”

You quickly stash away your phone in your bag and finish adjusting your knee socks before standing and bidding her a hasty goodbye.

“Wait, you’re leaving now? There’s still like half an hour before we start!” Sejong narrows her eyes at you just as your hand lands upon the door handle. Even facing away from her you can feel her scrutinising gaze on your back, and your urgency to leave the room increases.

“Uhh… yeah, you said my splits needed some work last time right? I think I’m gonna go in early and get some practice in.” To your own ears your excuse sounds flimsy and coupled with the slight tremor in your voice, you’re almost definitely sure that Sejong will call you out.

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anonymous asked:

Wishing I was being fucked by Peter Parker in the shower. Omg i need to pour holy water on myself!?!??! Anyways I love your writing! ❤ i hope you do my request or take it into consideration 😊

Originally posted by newyorksfinestboys


At this point, you didn’t know if the heat was coming from the sex or from the water but you really didn’t care. You threw your head back, Peter’s hips rocking so hard up into you that your back was being pushed into the wall.

“Fuck…Y/N..” Peter moaned, biting on your neck. You threw your head back, feeling the cool of the wall through your hair that was sticking to your neck and back. Your legs were wrapped around Peter’s hips, his hands firmly holding your thighs up. You were sure that you would have handprints on the outside of your legs by the power of Peter’s grip but the slight pain only edged you on to call his name out.

“Peter…oh my god right there!” You shouted out, moving your hands to grip the brown wet hair that was sticking to the nape of his neck. Peter groaned, his lips parting as he panted into your neck. 

“You feel so good..” Peter screwed his eyes shut, concentrating on his hips movements as you squeezed your walls around him. His hands gripped harder at your waist, nails digging a little harder into your skin. You brought your head down to nip at his neck, tugging on his hair harder. At first, you were concerned that he might lose his balance and that the both of you might get hurt but all of those worries had disappeared soon, the pleasure becoming the best of distractions. 

“You look so hot propped up against the wall, your legs propped up and spread open just ready for me to take you…fuck!” Peter fucked up into you harder, the sound of your skin slapping together almost becoming louder than the water falling down your bodies. 

Peter’s right hand started moving from your left thigh towards your back, while his right hand moved to rub at your clit in small desperate circles. The sudden increase in pleasure caused you to throw your head back, biting your lip and letting out a loud moan. You knew Peter was close, his shallow pants and stuttering hips gave it away. Your eyes closed, a knot beginning to grow at the pit of your stomach. Your breathing got heavier as you tangled your fingers further into Peter’s hair. Your orgasm came down on you hard, squeezing your legs around Peter’s waist as your walls contracted against his cock. You bit down on his neck, moaning into it so the bathroom walls didn’t echo your moans all over the compound. 

“I-I’m going to-ohh!” Peter didn’t finish his sentence before he pulled out and came on your thighs, your own orgasm glistening on his dick. Peter’s eyes opened, both of your chests rising and falling together. He set your down gently, reaching the bottle of body scrub and loofah, his long fingers working the soap into the sponge before cleaning your legs up. He leaned his head down, some of the hair that was sticking to his forehead coming down over his eyes. He connected his lips with yours, mumbling a gentle “I love you”. 

A/N: I’m so so sorry this is short I’m still recovering from being sick but I wanted to give you a lil something 💚
Further Observations: Screenshot Edition


I don’t know what kind of music Rayon would sing/play/whatever but I,,,,,,,WOW,,, 


The Duke: *threatens*

*tiniest voice* fight me???


The Duke: *triple-crosses*



Texas: *talks*


this is an in-between shot but it looks like a “happier times” portrait or Snapchats From The Duke SOMEBODY PLEASE MAKE THAT A THING

Leggings L.H

Originally posted by lipringsandsnapbacks

warning: smut ;) ;)

word count: 1800+

summary: y/n wears super tight leggings out and Luke can’t help but get horny and drag her home to fuck.

requested?: yes, I hope you like it Anon! I actually loved writing this so much, I got it done in a day which is a lot quicker than some of my other smuts. I can be working on one for a week sometimes but I loved this concept so much, and I promised that it would be up today so here you go :) Don’t forget requests are open and I respond to all !

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“Luke you’ve been staring at my ass since we left the house, can you stop?” I asked, looking up at Luke with a hint of a smile. He smirked and placed his hands on my waist, pulling me into him.

“but you look so hot in those leggings, mmh your ass” he hummed, creeping his hands down to squeeze my bum. I squealed and slapped his hands away before grabbing the shopping trolley and walking in front of Luke. My cheeks flushed as I passed an old lady who had seen the whole encounter, averting eye contact.

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Summer Heat Part 5

I’m not sorry.

Synopsis: A fic where you and Shawn are camp councilors and you hate his guts. Sexual tension ensues.

Part 1  | Part 2  | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 (you are here

After the storm hit there had been a lot of clean up. It took two full days of everyone pitching in to get everything cleaned up and sorted out. Thankfully the damage done to Beaver Cabin was not irreparable and really only meant one window had to be boarded up. The way the tree fell, it missed the roof of the cabin but a large branch had gone through the side window on its way down. The groundskeeper and Ms. Miller nailed up some pressboard and called a company to come fix it. Until then the councilors in that cabin would deal with the ugly window covering.

You were tired from cleaning up for two days and then entertaining kids out in the woods on the third day, today, because they hadn’t really had a chance to leave the main hall very much during clean up. They were all full of pent up energy and they were chasing every bug they could find, climbing trees, catching frogs and just being wild little kids. It seemed every time you and Shawn turned around someone was doing something they should not be. Thus causing you to have to stop the activity, reason with the child, and then find something more constructive for them to do.

You grab your beach towel and your flip flops and head for the cabin door. It’s after 10 o’clock at night, which was after curfew, but you really don’t care. All you wanted was to head down to the lake shore and have a nice quiet swim sans kids. Shawn was asleep, sprawled out all over with one arm hanging off and a foot propped up on the frame at the foot of the bed.  The two of you hadn’t talked about what happened the night of the storm. Which suited you just fine. You wanted to deny the attraction until it disappeared.

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let's try it • zach dempsey

a/n: someone pls get me all of the holy water in the world

warnings: the beginning is major fluff, and then sin, siN, S I N

you look in the mirror, giving yourself a final once over and twirling. today was your 2 year anniversary with your boyfriend, zach dempsey, and he was taking you out for the night. 

 you’re still posing in your mirror when you hear the doorbell ring. the excitement rises in your chest as you bolt down the stairs. 

 "i’ll get it!“ you yell on the top of your lungs, but your mother has already opened the door.

 "hi zachary, you look very handsome tonight. have my daughter home by 2 am.” she says with a wink. your mother loves zach, and she knows how much you love him. 

 you stand next to her and playfully roll your eyes, feeling your face heat up from her embarrassing you.

 "thank you, ms. y/l/n.“ zach blushes before he pulls a bouquet of your favorite flowers from behind his back and holds them forward to you.

 "for me? you shouldn’t have!” your mom says to zach, laughing before taking the flowers to go put in water. 

 you giggle at her actions and zach pulls you in to a hug, kissing you on the forehead. 

 "you look so beautiful.“ he says while intertwining his fingers with yours. you swing your hands back and forth and smile.

 "and you look beautiful, too.” you say to him while giggling. he rolls his eyes and laughs, squeezing your side to make you laugh too.

 "bye mom, we’re heading out!“ you say, almost out the door. 

 "wait! let me get a few pictures first!” she exclaims from the kitchen. you groan and turn to pose with zach while your mom snaps pictures and random candids of you guys.

 "ok now get out of here lovebirds, i’ve had enough of you two.“ your mom says with a smirk. she kisses you on the cheek and you guys head out to zach’s audi.

 he opens your door for you, and then closes it once you get in, jogging to his side of the car.

 zach starts the car and drives you guys to your destination. the ride is mostly quiet, nothing but the soft music playing from the radio. he holds your hand the whole way there, and you admire him while he drives. 

 when you get to your destination, he stops the car, turns it off, and hands you a blind fold.

 "zach, what is this for?” you question him, feeling kind of worried. “just trust me, it’s a surprise. i promise i won’t let you get hurt baby.” he tells you. 

 he guides you along your way until he gets to the final place. you remove the blind fold from your eyes to find that you’re in the park. there’s a table set up in the gazebo with fairy lights all around. zach is holding a picnic basket and your heart starts swelling. it’s cute and thoughtful, and you stand there wondering what you did to deserve this angelic boy. 

 when zach realizes that you haven’t reacted yet, he becomes nervous. 

 "i’m sorry if you don’t like it, i- i can always take you to rosie’s an-“ he begins to ramble, but you throw your arms around him into a tight hug. "like it? i love it! how can i not? this is so sweet, zach.” you say, feeling yourself tear up. you were overjoyed. 

 "don’t cry baby, we haven’t even gotten to the best part yet!“ zach tells you, trying to make you smile. 

 you laugh and sniffle, walking to the table with him. he pulls out your chair for you and then pushes you in, making sure you’re all set before he sits down. 

 zach opens the picnic basket before pausing.

"i’m sorry, i’m not a chef baby, and the fact that my mom & sister are out of town didn’t help, so, we’re eating sandwiches, the dempsey special.” he says. 

 "i’m fine with dempsey special, you know i love your sandwiches, baby.“ you say to him with a big smile. 

 zach starts to dig in and you guys talk about anything, and everything. there’s never a dull moment around him. he can always brighten your day. 

 you guys get up from the table after eating to take a walk around the pond. it’s a beautiful sight. the moon is shining on the water, and there are little pink flower petals falling off of the trees and scattering everywhere. zach stops, holding your hand in his while staring into your eyes. 

 "i’m so in love with you.” he says. “you know that, right?” you squeeze zach’s hand. 

“and i’m in love with you.” you say to him while grinning. 

 he pulls a long velvet box out of his pocket. you gasp and cover your mouth as he reveals what’s inside. there’s a silver charm bracelet with 2 charms already on it. the letter ‘z’, and a rose. 

 "zach, it’s beautiful!“ you exclaim.

 "only the best for my baby.” he tells you with a cocky grin. he puts it on your wrist and you guys walk to the car, ready to end your night. 

once you arrive to zach’s house, you run out of the car and then open the front door, laughing wildly and hiding from him in the dark. 

 he comes in and calls out to you. “y/n? baby? where are you?” he asks. 

you walk over to where he’s standing, only being able to see his silhouette due to the street lights streaming in though the windows. you pull him closer by his collar and plant a firm kiss to his lips. he lifts you up, pushing you against the wall as he groans into the kiss. you tangle your hands in his hair and tug on his roots, eliciting a growl from his throat. 

 he breaks the kiss for air and leans down to trail kisses down your neck, causing you to moan. he makes his way towards the couch and sits down, still holding you. you place your legs on either side of his hips. you place your hands on his chest while grinding down teasingly on his growing erection. 

 zach grips your hips and presses you down harder on his crotch, causing you to gasp and then moan against his neck. being in this position sparked an idea inside of you. 

you kissed zach on the lips. “i want to try something new, baby.” you say innocently, looking him in the eyes. the streetlights stream in and you can see his expression flash into a curious one. 

 "oh yeah?“ he smirks. "what is it?” you bite down on your lip and stand up. 

 "let me show you.“ you say, taking off your shoes and underwear slowly. you walk over to him, pulling your dress over your head. as you got closer, zach parted his legs slightly, moving closer to the edge of the couch with anticipation, making you smirk. 

 you sit down, placing your legs on either side of his thigh, moaning and throwing your head back when you feeling your exposed clit come in contact with the denim. 

 you place your hands on zach’s shoulders, rocking yourself back and forth slowly, your arousal seeping onto his jeans. 

 "oh my fucking god.” zach breathes out, watching you with lust blown eyes. you smile and roll your hips faster, creating a delicious friction that brings you closer to your orgasm. 

 he admires you, the glint of the thin layer of sweat on your skin illuminated by the streetlights. the little sounds you make, the pants and gasps as you use him to get yourself off.  he flexes his thigh and it sends a jolt to your core, causing you to cry out. 

zach reaches out to knead your left breast in one hand, and guide your hips on his thigh faster with the other. 

 "baby, don’t stop.“ you tell him as you begin to palm him. zach moans and flexes again, making you cry out, coming undone on his thigh. your legs shake as you ride out your high.

"that. was. so. hot.” zach says as you attempt to stand up to get off his thigh. you smirk, but it quickly turns into a frown once you see the mess that you’ve made.

 "i ruined your jeans.“ you say with a pout. zach turns to you and places a kiss on your lips. 

 "baby, you can ruin all of my jeans if you’re going to do it like that. now where were we?” he says as he picks you up, carrying you to his bedroom to finish the night full of fun ahead of you. 

 a/n: i’m sorry for leaving y'all in the DUST, i just didn’t have any good ideas for the requests u guys sent me, and i wanted to write to the best of my ability instead of just throwing something out there. i promise i’ll try better to write more often 💞

jungkook tutoring you (riding his thigh) version 2.

Originally posted by pjmjjk

note: so about 3 months ago i wrote this jungkook imagine in which you are tutoring him and end up riding his thigh, well in this imagine you are about to read, the tutor is jungkook and well the rest…. just read ;)

warnings: dirty talk, riding, kissing…

you were so close to failing a class when your teacher suggested a tutor. you had no choice and had to agree on this, otherwise you would have to repeat your senior year once again but you had big plans, so you couldn’t afford that.

the teacher however didn’t tell you who your tutor is going to be. which you didn’t mind at all but as soon as you rang the door bell to this person’s house your heart started pounding. when the door finally opened you almost fell backwards on your butt. in front of you was standing the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. he is in most of your classes and he is one of the top students. his name was jungkook. with his beautiful eyes he was looking you from top to bottom. but your eyes stayed on one part of his body. his thighs. he was always wearing a really tight pair of jeans that complemented his long legs, that looked so muscular. your hot and bothered thoughts were interrupted by jungkook’s voice.

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Never Have I Ever...

Dylan O’Brien smut

warnings:  nsfw !!, oral (female recieving), squirting, slight pain inflicted

request:  dylan o brien where they’re best friends and somehow the reader tells him about how she’s never ever had an orgasm, followed by MANY orgasms bc dylan’s gotta help his friend out

Just like ever other Saturday night, you and Dylan held this small get-together that comprises quarter of the cast of Teen Wolf including Tyler P, Holland, and Shelley. Although you were not relatively part of the crew, being Dylan’s roommate made you part of the family. They have known you for a year which was as long as you were being Dylan’s roommate, but it was enough for them to acknowledge your character.

As everyone downed alcohols of their choice, Dylan was nowhere to be found. You figured he was either in his room longing for solitary or he was outdoors smoking; nevertheless, you wanted to find him sooner than join Tyler quaff cans of beer in the living room.

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I hate you so much, it must be true love

Murphy x Reader, little bit of Bellamy x Reader

Warnings: smut, nsfw, some swearing…I am trash…

Summary: After an argument about Pike, you and Bellamy break up. You want to hurt him. When you and Murphy get to talking you two start a love/ hate relationship. Things get heated. Fluff ending.

Ahem….I decided that there was not enough Murphy smut in this world. I’m usually more of a Bellamy girl but…he’s been a little brainwashed shit lately so I got more inspired by Murphy. I’m gonna consider this a oneshot I guess…slight POV change in the middle there. Sorry it’s a long one. I just couldn’t stop myself. Also sorry if it’s not good. It’s my first one and considering it’s mine…ofc it’s smut. :)


“I can’t believe what I’m hearing.” you say turning away from your boyfriend…well…kinda boyfriend. You and Bellamy had been sharing a room for four months now, ever since Clarke left. But sharing a bed was not all that you and Bellamy did at night. Everything was starting to look fine, until now.

“You actually think that this headcase is right? That anything Pike does is for ‘the good of the people’?!” You throw your arms in the air facing Bellamy, anger starting to fuel your actions. “Y/n, the grounders can’t be trusted. You of all people should know that!” “ Oh, don’t you dare bring this up right now!”

You lost your best friend in the ring of fire created to stop the grounder attack. That whole thing was a bit taboo, Bellamy had never even brought it up to you before right now. You felt betrayed by Bellamy. You had loved him, but you could no longer stand by his side with this.

“I’m sorry, but this is the hard truth. The grounders want us dead and if we don’t do something now, they will have their way. Pike understands that, why can’t you?” He crosses his arms and clenches his jaw. You can see that neither of you is going to back down from this.

“Believe me, I understand. But what you’re talking about….it’s bound to start another war. One that we might not be able to survive.” you step closer to him and lower your voice, fighting back the tears. “You’re talking about slaughtering 300 innocent people who were sent here to protect us!” You hear your voice break as a tear sets loose. Neither of you seem to be able to believe what the other is saying. Bellamy raises his voice completely overtaken by his stubbornness.

“Innocent!? Each and every one of these savages is to be blamed for the amount of people we’ve all lost. They started this, Y/n. We’re just going to end it.” Bellamy’s not the man that you thought he was. This proves it.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Bellamy yells after you as he sees you grab your packed bag and jacket. “I can’t do this anymore, Bell. It’s over and you know it.”


It has been a week. You haven’t even talked to Bellamy. You could barely look at his face since the massacre. To you Bellamy had become the monster he’d thought the grounders to be. He’d returned the battle unharmed, that somehow upset you even more. You wanted to hurt him, you wanted him to feel the pain that cursed through your heart and shadowed your mind.

“Why the sad face, Princess?” *ugh* Murphy was the last person you wanted to see. You’d never really talked to Murphy before. Bellamy always told you to stay away from him, that he was a murderer and that you would get hurt…but then again, Bellamy wasn’t here was he? His opinion no longer mattered to you.

“Boy drama.” You were sitting on a cut down log with bottle of whiskey in your hand. You’re guessing you didn’t look so good if even Murphy had noticed. “I see. So things must be going great with Bellamy.” He says with exaggerated sarcasm.

“Well, you could say that. I mean…we broke up about a week ago.” You finally look up at him. He looks disheveled. You all do most of the time. No time to sit in front of a mirror really.

“Eesh, tough luck. Mind if I sit here?” He asks gesturing the makeshift chair. “Sure.” You scoot over a bit to give him some space, and offer him a drink.

“No thanks. Can’t really drown my demons anymore. Those fuckers learned how to swim.” You chuckle a bit. Taking a sip for yourself. “What happened to your arm?” You ask pointing to the bandages on his forearm. “Uhm, dinner tried to eat me first I guess.” He gives you a crooked smile and you smile back. He doesn’t seem half as bad as Bellamy had made him out to be.


A few days had passed. You enjoyed Murphy’s company though you’d never tell anyone so. You two always bickered and flirted shamelessly.

“Hey, asshole! Has your face always looked this messed up or did you just forget to put on makeup today?” You give him a goofy smile as he gets closer. “Sup, bitch? What are you even doing here, shouldn’t you be workin’ the street corner?” He smiles back at you and you both shake your heads.

“Poor form, but nice try.” “Yeah, I’m not too proud of that one. I’ll keep working on it. You free tonight?” You always hung out in the evening after your shifts so you agreed to do the same tonight.

He made you happy. None of the others approved of your friendship but you didn’t mind basking in your hedonism. Especially because of the way you knew this made Bellamy feel. He hadn’t really stopped caring for you, but atleast he’d stopped his efforts to make contact with you.

Tonight was bonfire night…but something else was different. You sat a lot closer to Murphy. Your voice sounded a lot more sultry. Maybe it was because you could feel Bellamy’s eyes burn holes into your side. But that wasn’t it. You felt weirdly drawn to Murphy. He was smart, and funny. He made you feel safe enough to open up to him. Tell him things about yourself you never even allowed yourself to think of. You seemed to have the same sort of affect on him. Tonight, after a few drinks, your morals had disappeared and lust had settled in.

You dragged him off to a quiet hallway, away from peering eyes. You leaned against a wall and pulled him closer to you. He stared deep into your eyes, glancing at your lips every now and then. He placed a hand on your waist, squeezing a little to bring you closer. He wrapped his other hand in your hair, tugging at the strands as he ground himself against you.

“You want this, Princess?” His hot breath on your face made shivers run down your spine. You wrapped your arms behind his neck and a leg behind his. You kissed him passionately, letting your tongues explore each-others mouths as he lifted your leg higher around his waist so you could feel his erection grind against you through the unnecessary layers of clothing.

You reluctantly pull away from the kiss. He looks at you with a confused yet determined look on his face. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing, I just-” you gasp as he starts kissing your neck, definitely leaving marks for later. It feels so good so you urge him not to stop as you talk.

“I need you to remember, that I still hate you. This-this is just a momentary lapse of weakness brought on by involuntary abstinence. And I can’t do this if you feel something else or whatever. So I must ask. Do you hate me?” He stops for a little bit to look you in the eyes. His eyes seem darker, more focused. He clenches his jaw and shifts his eyes for a second. “Yea, sure.”

You didn’t really believe him but you also didn’t really care. You had never been too great with emotions but you could see he was a little scolded. But right now your brain had no power. Your body wanted him, and he wanted you.

“Then hell yea I want this.” That was the last coherent sentence you spoke. You pulled on his hair as he disheveled yours. The only thing cooling you down was the cold metal you were pinned up against.


Bellamy’s POV

He’d been drinking all night like everyone else. He needed a drink after seeing Y/n drape herself all over Murphy’s lap. He still cared for her, but he wasn’t sure if she cared for him. Maybe she was just trying to make him jealous. Maybe there was still hope for them.

He said goodnight to the rest of the guard and stumbled over to the Ark. He was heading down the halls when he stopped dead in his tracks. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Y/n and Murphy tangled up against a wall. Murphy seemed to notice him standing there but all he did was pull away from the kiss to give Bellamy a crooked smile before grabbing Y/n’s breast, kneading it in his hands as she moaned in his ear and sloppily kissed her neck.

Bellamy couldn’t take this. He practically ran back to the bonfire. He needed a few dozen more drinks before he could let himself think again.


Y/n’s POV

You’re still slightly intoxicated, yet everything seems much clearer. Murphy’s kissing your neck, sucking and biting at all the right places. You moan louder than you wanted to. You plead for Murphy to take you to your room.

When you somehow finally get there Murphy picks you up. You’re straddling him and kissing him while he kicks the door closed. You help him shrug off his jacket and do the same with your own. You’re tugging at his shirt as you try to get rid of yours. Once you succeed you find yourself on the bed. Frantically kissing him as he swiftly removes his shirt.

Your bodies are tightly pressed against each-other. His hands are roaming your body as you try to make the most of what he’s allowing you to move. He starts kissing down your jaw, your neck, stopping to suck and nibble at your nipples, kneading your breast with one hand. Then continues kissing your stomach, all the way down to your aching core. He strips you of your pants and underwear, kissing your inner thighs. Your back arches off the bed as he licks straight over your wet heat.

“All ready for me aren’t you?” He asks you meeting your gaze. You can’t help but stare. He looks so hot between your legs. “Yes-yes, Murphy. Gosh, just fuck me already!” “Impatient little doll. I promise you, I’ll make this worth your while.” And oh was he right. He shifts his focus from your eyes back to your core. He’s like Picasso with his tongue. He makes you grab the sheets in a pathetic attempt to steady yourself as you unravel and let out moans, screams and cusses of his name. Once he’s done you’ve already become a panting mess. He wipes your fluids off his chin and smirks at you.

“You were right, totally worth it!” You smile at him as gets up on his knees in front of you. “I’m always right.” “So you are.” You lift yourself off the bed to place sloppy kisses to his abdomen. You run your hands up the middle of his chest and down his sides, settling them on his belt. You keep kissing his hip bones and his small happy trail as you undo his belt and zipper. He helps you slide off his pants, his eyes glued to your every motion. You kiss the fabric that covers his erection. “Do you want me? Say you want me.” Your voice is light, yet sultry as ever. He practically groans his answer. “Yes, fuck yes I want you!” He pulls you up to kiss him again.

Soon enough he releases your body just enough that you can start kissing all the way down his neck, shoulders and chest. You take off his underwear and lay a firm grip on his throbbing cock. He throws his head back as you lick a small circle around his tip and pump a few times. He can’t seem to look away and decides to hold back your hair. Barely pushing you in any direction. You take him in your mouth little by little. His groaning, swears and moans of your name getting louder with each pump.

“That’s it, Princess! You’re in trouble now!” He pushes you back on the bed. Kissing you deeply, rubbing small circles around you clit. You’re now begging him for a release again. And he is sure willing to oblige. He pulls away and grabs his cock to guide himself through your entrance. You both groan from pleasure. You nod a little, giving him the ok to start moving. You’re both near your climaxes so his pace quickens. Any attempts of kissing fail because your mouth keeps dragging down his chin with each thrust. But neither of you mind.

He’s holding himself up on one elbow, burying his other hand’s fingers in your hips. You drag your fingernails over his back almost painfully enough to draw blood. This makes him grunt even more, his face still buried in the crook of your neck. You even bite his shoulder a little. His length slightly painful, but all the more enjoyable.

The rest of the world no longer exists. Just you and him. You barely hear the people outside. All you can sense is the sweat, the sound of skin against skin, the waves of pleasure washing over you. You keep working in harmony with his thrusts. Your eyes too intrigued by the movements of his lean muscles to dare close. You glance at the place where your bodies meet and feel yourself unraveling underneath him.

You scream his name into oblivion and his movements become less calculated and more uneven as he comes from the feeling of your walls clenching around him. He moans your name in response as he rides out both of your orgasms. He pulls out soon enough. Both of you panting and unable to speak as he lays beside you. You feel weak and you’re shivering, but not from cold. From absolute extacy.

Once you’ve both regained your composure you curl up to his side. He lifts one of your legs up over him and you place a hand on his chest to draw circles on his skin.

“That was…amazing.” He says smiling at you in the glow of the moonlight shining through the small window. “Yeah, it was. Would love to repeat that sometime soon.” You smile back at him. He kisses your head. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”


Soon enough you feel yourself drifting off to sleep, until he speaks up again. “I lied earlier.” “What?” You rub your eyes a little until you can clearly see the guilty look on his face as he stares at the ceiling.

“What are you talking about?” He licks over his lips and looks at you. “Earlier, when I said that I hated you…I didn’t mean a word of it. I’m sorry but, you’re actually one of the few people I like in this hellhole. The only person, to be exact.”

You just keep smiling at him. “I know.” “Wha- but you said…” He looks at you with the same confused look from earlier, except this one isn’t shadowed by lust, it’s shaded by hope. “I know what I said. And I lied too. I actually like you too.” You kiss him for reassurance, before turning over and tugging him to spoon you. You’re both fading to sleep as you hear him mumble.

“Thank god.”

Sinful [Baekhyun]

Part of the Dalliance Series

Genre: Romance, Angst, Smut.

Length: 1,9k

Part: 3/3

Summary: A cold night it all changed, making the encounters between the sheets, your most precious secret.”

sin·ful wicked and immoral; committing or characterized by the committing of sins.

His lips so smooth and warm brushed against yours in a teasing manner, making you feel desperate for more of his touch, a small playful smile formed on his lips each time he pulled away.  

“Baekhyun” you groaned in exasperation, your slender fists bunched up in his shirt pulling him towards you connecting your lips once and for all again, a chuckle escaped from his lips not fighting back and deepens the kiss snaking both of his hands around your waist.  

Your mouths were pressed desperately together moving in sync, his tongue swept against your lips asking for permission and you let him slip into your reluctant mouth without hesitation, your hands glided along the side of his neck and into caressing his hair. It was a passionate and hungry kiss that expressed the desire you both felt towards each other.  

Timid caresses traveled against your skin gently in an exploring manner not wanting to leave a single spot without touching. For him you were a form of art that deserved to be appreciated at its fullest and he was going to do so.  

You quickly you scramble your tank top throwing it away no caring where it fell, he reached around and unclasped your bra, he pulled it slowly, admiring your mounds and let it drop to the floor. A moan escaped from your lips when he gently caressed your breasts, your nipples feeling hard under his soft touch, he captures your lips with his once again in a war between lust and desire.  

“I want this so fucking bad” he groaned, pushing both of you carefully, causing each other to fall into the bed without breaking the heated kiss.

He buried his head in your neck giving you sweet and lingering kisses, sucking and biting over your skin.  His lips slowly traveled down wrapping them around your nipple while his other hand fondled with the other, you let out short whimpers from pleasure, your heart was racing wildly each touch was so shameless and impure but at the same time so beautiful and wonderful.  

“Take this off” You said between moans tugging at his shirt, he stood up and raised peeling his shirt from his torso throwing it to the side, exposing his toned abs and removed his pants, everything about him caused a chaos in your heart that made you a whirlwind of emotions inside.  

He hovered over you tucking his hands at your pajama shorts, his hand shifting your panties to the side as he started to fondle with your clit in a circular motion.  

“Your all wet” he stated the obvious, making the heat rise to your cheeks, a breathy laugh left his lips at your cute reaction, he grabbed your shorts and pulled them down leaving you completely naked in front of him.  

He continues his task now inserting a finger inside you, the feeling was paradisiac his fingers slipping in and out fast caused you to throw your head back in pleasure a load moan was heard delighting his ears.

“I want to be inside you” he stopped abruptly searching for approval in your eyes, it was insane but you nodded your head giving him the approval he needed, you didn’t care about anything else it was just him and you in your world, maybe the consequences would be hard but if you were together nothing else mattered to you.

He hurriedly got rid of his boxers letting his erect member stand free “I promise I’ll be gentle” he whispered against your lips, this was it, there was no stepping back, welcome to hell darling.  

You stared at each other without breaking contact as he pushed deeper, slowly and carefully filling you up, so much was happening, but at the same time nothing, it was indescribable, so breath taking.  

You let out an involuntary whimper because it hurt and he stopped, waiting for an answer.

“Don’t stop” you whispered hiding your face in between his shoulder. He nodded and moved again slowly in and out giving you long thrusts, you closed your eyes as the pain started to slowly subside with pleasure, shaky breaths escaped from his mouth, everything was so hot and exciting.  

You wrapped your legs around him encouraging him for more as your nails dug into his back “Baekhyun” you moaned begging him, he let out a grunt and started going faster, the sound of skin slapping echoed into the room, you didn’t want this moment to stop you wanted to relive it again and again, but all good things have a limit.  

He grabbed your hand intertwining your fingers together, thrusting his tongue inside your mouth into a passionate kiss as you felt your body shaking and shuddering coming undone under him, both of you letting out scream in pleasure as you rode your orgasms. It was the meeting of indecency and recklessness.

Both of you stayed silent the only noise that was heard was the uneven shaky breaths. 

“I love you” He says again more confidently as he slips out from you.

“I love you too Baekhyun”  you said lying on his chest, listening to his unsteady heartbeat, he holds you in his arms and both of you drift to sleep satisfied.

You wake up to soft messy white sheets covered around your naked body, the sunlight beamed through the window slightly blinding you.

You sit up dumbfounded and realize there was something missing, or more specifically someone, your peaceful self was now fully alarmed from the acts of last night recalling the feeling of how his touch still lingered in every part his hands went through. 

It felt so unreal, but the white messy sheets and your aching body said otherwise. You couldn’t avoid the heat rushing to your cheeks in embarrassment. It was not something you regretted, instead it made you feel blissfully that it actually did happen. 

A content sigh slipped from your rosy lips, deciding to get up from the mess you let your legs dangle off the bed, but the sudden pain between your thighs made it hard to even move. The aftermath of a rough night.

The two young boys were in the living room, playing a videogame furiously pushing the buttons, screaming and saying obscenities to one another while you just watched silently from behind them how incredulously childish they could be. 

“Yah” shouted Baekhyun as he felt the youngest one push at his face with his bare foot. 

It was like if he was new someone since last night, this was a Baekhyun you’ve never saw before, he still kept his dark aura but unlike before he was more expressive, you were so willingly to discover new facets from him.

“If you push me one more time i’m going to beat the shit out from you” he warned the younger one, but Sehun was still laughing feeling slightly uninterested in the game. 

“You always take the jokes too seriously Baekhyun-ah” he retorted back to the grumpy Baekhyun that was furiously pressing the control buttons in order to save his ass in the game. 

You cleared your throat deciding to make them notice your presence in the room. Baekhyun dropped the game controler in impulse not caring anymore for whatever happened in the game and looked at you, the both boys had their full attention at you. 

“Good morning” you said shyly. 

The younger one got up from his place in the ground and went towards you wrapping his arms around you in a squeezing hug. 

“Did you miss me?” he asked jokingly playing with a loose strand of your hair. 

Baekhyun scoffed at his words “Of course she did” he answered sarcastically at the younger one before you could say anything, you turned your head to the side to avoid Baekhyun’s gaze, but the sudden rosiness of your cheeks surely gave you away. 

“What happened?” asked a confused Sehun at the unexpected interaction, you grew nervous and Baekhyun just let out a breathy laugh behind him. 

“You reek of alcohol Sehun”  you said changing the subject and grabbed your nose feeling conscious of his smelly stench, he smiled in embarrassment his eyes squinting in the process. 

“I couldn’t make it the room so i slept in the couch, i just woke up a few minutes ago, that’s why i haven’t took a shower” he said almost proudly while you just nodded in disapproval, internally thanking at no one in specific that your parents weren’t there to see the waisted and smelly boy. 

“Let’s have a movie marathon since i couldn’t be with you yesterday” he abruptly suggested.

“First take a shower and then we’ll see” You chuckled and patted him in the back directing him upstairs, leaving you with the clever boy that had you screaming his name yesterday. 

Your gaze went to him and he threw a small side smirk at you, knocking the wind out from your lungs, it felt as if it was the first time you saw him, he had his full attention at your every movement, he still made you feel intimidated even though you now knew each other fully how you were brought to the world, but unlike when you first met their was something different now, his strong deep and dark eyes looked at you entirely passionate, affectionately, so in love.

“How are you?” He asked breaking the silence. 

Your gaze fell to the ground trying to hide a smile from him, but you just gave in. “Well the longing pain i didn’t feel yesterday i’m now feeling it” you chuckled covering your mouth with your hand in embarrassment.

“Then that means i did great” he joked, you blushed from his comment in return. 

“Why did you leave?” you asked him in curiosity.

“I couldn’t let Sehun see me get out from your room in the morning, but thankfully i found him passed out here when i woke up” he answered and you nodded understandingly, it was a good reason. 

He stood up from his place and walked towards you, suddenly grabbing you from the chin with his right hand and giving you a sweet lingering peck in the lips. 

“How about you skip movie marathon with Sehun and instead go on a date with me?” he suggested raising a brow at you. 

“But you’re my brother” your mouth fell agape, but you suddenly realized how stupid that had sounded considering the events from last night. He approached you more closely cornering you on the wall, you could feel his hot breath in your neck how he traveled slowly up to your ear his lips caressing it smoothly.

“But that didn’t stop you from fucking your brother last night?” his words send shivers through your spine making the hairs from your arms stand in attention, there was the dark Baekhyun you knew. 

Your steady heartbeat was now beating erratically and wild, he could make you feel so much in just a few words, that’s how hard he could cause an impact on you.

“Bu-but people will see it wrong” you stuttered feeling the sudden change of mood, the sexual tension rising between both of you. 

“I don’t care” his lips started giving you feathery soft kisses on your neck, a whimper slipped from your lips when he bit lightly at your skin.

“Let me tell you something” he paused looking at you directly in the eyes  “The moment we made love i was already fully yours and you were fully mine, and if this is sinful… then why does it feel so heavenly right?“ 


Pairing: Yoongi (BTS) x Reader

Word Count: 718

Warning: Hints at sex?

Summary: Post-birthday celebrations means waking up to a hungover Yoongi that craves your touch.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

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Brat: 03

Originally posted by iloveyoo-ngi

Brat: 01 02 03
Ship: Sana | Yoongi | Reader
Description: You’re the domme, he’s the brat. But things won’t stay as simple as that.
Warnings: Sub!Yoongi, Humiliation, Voyeurism, Slight Exhibitionism, Sex Toy, Masturbation, Handjob, Oral, Sucking…?
Word Count: 3,369
A/N: Still dedicated to @jeonjagiya who knows the shitstorm that’s going to come up.

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anonymous asked:

He knows how to roll his hips and I'm having all kind of dirty thoughts about it,don't know if you are taking requests but a blurb about Ni showing you his dancing skills ending in him showing you his "dancings skills" in a steamy way would be lovely

have you ever written something about dry humping niall? if not could you do one?(:

A/N: Combined these two because I have very little self control.  Enjoy!

“It’s starting!”  You snuggled into the deep cushions of the couch and pulled the cozy blanket around your lap.  Niall shuffled back into the room hauling a bowl of popcorn and some beers with him.  He collapsed onto the sofa in a huff and rolled his head to the side to peer at you.  

“How come every time I end up on the telly, you insist on making us watch it together?”  He shoved a handful of popcorn in his mouth and you snorted a laugh as some stray pieces tumbled down his chest.

“You’re a fuckin’ slob, Horan.”  

“Yeah, but I’m your slob, and yer stuck with me.”  You scoffed at him, rolling your eyes as Niall smirked mischievously and jammed a handful of popcorn in your face.  

As the episode got started you leaned into Niall’s shoulder and tangled your feet on top of his.  “Look how blonde your hair was!  You look cute though.”  

Niall pulled at his hair, ruffling the fluffy tips with his fingers.  The dark roots were starting to take over, and he glanced over at you with a bit of uncertainty in his eyes.  “Think I should go back?  S’gettin’ pretty dark lately.”  You tipped your head back and ran your fingertips along the short dark hairs around his ears.  He tipped his head into your hand and closed his eyes.  You tugged playfully at his earlobe and smiled.  “No, I like it this way.  You look handsome.”  Niall lifted his arm up and tucked you into his chest, pressing a kiss to your hair.

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anonymous asked:

Would be cool to see Coran use his prosthetic in action. How about in a training fight, Shiros prosthetic arm vs Corans prosthetic foot/leg.

“So… Mirje gave you weapons, too, right?”

“Hm?” Coran looked up from wiping mechanical grease off his hands with a towel to find Shiro eyeing his left leg curiously. “Come again?”

“I mean, you said Joitree put in a blaster, but there’s no way Mirje would have let her get away with that without adding something of her own, would she?” Shiro asked, then turned slightly pink. “Or… shit, I’m sorry, I probably totally misread-”

Coran chuckled. “No, no, you’re entirely right.  Battle sisters they may have been, but they were also competitive to the last. Hold on just a moment,” he said, putting away the last of the tools, then he stood and cracked his neck and his back. “Hm, let me make sure I remember how this works,” he muttered half to himself and half to Shiro as he walked out to a clear space on the floor. “It’s been awhile since I’ve had to use it.”

He glanced over to find Shiro watching with rapt attention, and that made the tips of his ears warm. Well, then. Here was hoping he didn’t end up on his face.

Sitting crosslegged, Shiro leaned forward, chin on his hands, watching as Coran stretched.

Then, neat as a parade salute, the Altean snapped around in an elegant kick, a vicious-looking blade unsheathing itself from a slit in the heel of his boot and vanishing all in the moment it took for his foot to touch ground.

Shiro stared, stunned, as Coran turned to face him, then made a soft whistle. “Where was that hiding?” he asked. 

“It sits between the synthetic skin and musculature where my calf normally would be, high enough that it doesn’t interfere with the ankle,” Coran explaned, bending down to tap at his leg. “Under normal circumstances, it acts as shielding to protect all the circuitry from being severed should someone attempt to stab me here.”

“Damn. They really thought of everything.” Neatly pushing himself to his feet, Shiro went to get a closer look. “Is it an energy blade like mine?”

“No, just metal. Yours is Yulnadae-tech based, while mine is pure Orichian. Very different scientific philosophies.”

“Huh. Sounds like another late-night discussion. For now, though…” Shiro said, looking up with a grin. “Think they’ll hold against each other in a spar?”

For being ‘rusty’, Coran was still pretty quick on his feet. 

But Shiro was feeling pretty good about himself so far. 

Sure, he hadn’t managed to get past his partner’s defenses yet, but Coran hadn’t managed to land a hit on him either, and that was sure as hell better than their regular duels when the Altean was using swords. If he could just keep his guard up and watch those spots he was having some trouble with whenever he got flanked on his left, he could-

“Holy shit!”

Startled by Lance’s voice, he stumbled, and only barely missed losing his left eye when Coran couldn’t pull aside fast enough.

“Gritka fire! Are you alright?” Coran asked in worry at the gash on the side of his face as Lance and Keith came running to assist.

“Hell. Ow. Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Sorry! Sorry,” Lance said, grabbing a med kit out of a panel from the wall. “I didn’t mean to-”

“No, my fault for breaking concentration,” Shiro replied. He gently waved them both off to give Coran room to work, then hissed gratefully as a cold, slick cloth covered in disinfectant and healing goo was pressed to his face.

“Why were you sparring?” Keith asked, glancing at Coran, which seemed to snap Lance back to the original source of their consternation.

“There’s a sword in your leg. You have a sword in your leg! How come you never told us you had a sword in your leg?”

Shiro wasn’t sure why his face suddenly felt so hot with embarrassment. It wasn’t like this had been some great secret of theirs, had it? It wasn’t… wasn’t part of that, but-

Thankfully, Coran covered smoothly before the others could notice. “There are abilities I haven’t brought up because I haven’t been able to use them since waking. But Shiro has kindly taken it upon himself to get me back to full capability so I can better protect the castle when the lot of you have to be away being Paladins.”

“So you’re gonna be like the Castle guard?”



“Are you… sure you’re gonna be able to handle that? Just you?”

Shiro met Coran’s gaze over Keith’s shoulder, and he quickly looked away to hide a smile at the knowing look that crossed the Altean’s face.

“Oh, I think I’ll be able to manage.”

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Night after the first time you were together

He sighs sleepily and pulls you into his chest. You’re too groggy to do anything but cuddle deeper into him, your nose squished against his collarbone and your legs tangled in his. 

“You feelin’ okay?” He asks you with a voice that’s raspy and so, so hot. “Sore at all?”

You move your legs a bit and wince. “A bit, yeah,” you reply. 


“It’s okay.” 

He kisses your temple and rests his cheek on the top of your head. “Do you want breakfast? Because if we work together, we might be able to make something half-way edible.” 

You shrug and say “let’s stay here a bit longer.  You’re warm.” 

He laughs and pinches your bum. You squeak and gently slap his chest. “Dick,” you say lightheartedly. 

“No, baby, that’s my chest. My dick’s a bit further down.”

white shirts ♡ grayson

requested: yes

anon: your their best friend and you end up giving them a boner by accident?

anon: okay I saw someone else do this, but I think you could do it better 😂 can you do an imagine (Maybe both boys? just seperate posts) where you’re like their best friend and you accidentally give them a boner

(a/n – so big news is coming up, it’s really exciting haha!!! hope you gray girls enjoy this one hahahah!) 

“Gray!” You yell, entering your best friends house, “Your very favorite person has arrived!” You say in a sing-song voice.

“In the backyard, Y/N!” You hear him yell as you closed the door, putting your bags down and taking your shoes off.

It was really hot outside when you reached his backyard. He was laying on the couch outside, scrolling through twitter on his phone.

“Gray! You’re so boring!” You whine and he rolls his eyes, placing his phone on his chest and looking up at you.

“Me? Boring? Impossible.” He says and you stick your tongue out.

Suddenly you jump up, running towards the shade, “The floor is so hot!” You yell and he laughs,

“Where are your shoes?” He asks and you narrow your eyes at him and give him that, where-the-hell-do-you-think look, making him laugh even harder.

“God it’s hot.” You groan, fanning yourself making Grayson’s eyes light up for an unknown reason.

“You think it’s hot, huh?” He asks, inching toward you making you a little bit confused.

“Um, Yes, it is very hot. You think it’s cold, or something?” You laugh but when he just smirks you know something’s up. He quickly scooped you up in his arms and in one swift motion, before you knew what was going on, he ran to the deep side of the pool and threw you in, a loud scream coming from your mouth before you went under completely.

“Grayson! I’m going to kill you!” You yell as soon as your head pops out of the water, but he was only laughing hysterically.

“Your face-and-and your scream! Oh my gosh-” He gasps for air, laughing way harder than he should have.

“Gray!” You pout, swimming to the side where he was and lifting up your arms for him to grab you out of the water. You were much too lazy to swim all the way across the pool.

He laughs a little bit more before bending down and grabbing your waist, pulling you out of the water with ease.

“Now i’m all wet!” He pushes you away and you almost fall back in the pool.

“Seriously?” You raise your eyebrows and then run towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly and pressing your whole body to his causing him to get really wet.

“Y/N!” He yells and tries to pry you off but you wouldn’t budge,

Then you realized the pool water on your feet was drying off, and your feet were burning hot. You jump onto Grayson quickly, wrapping your legs around him tightly.

“God that is so hot!” You say, your arms around his neck as you look at the ground.

You turn your head a little to be met with Grayson’s eyes staring at you. You felt heat rush to your face as you quickly look away,

“Sorry! The floor-uh, it’s really hot.” You stammer. You weren’t sure why Grayson was looking at you with such interest when you were put back down in the shade.

Your eyes trail down to your feet when you noticed something. Grayson had a boner.

Your eyes visibly widen and you let out a very quiet gasp. Then you look at yourself and see why.

You were wearing a white t-shirt, and when Grayson threw you in the pool, everything became visible. Everything.

“I’m so sorry. I have to go ta-” He sighs and almost runs out of the backyard to take care of his situation. But what came out of your mouth next was highly unexpected,

“Maybe I could do it for you.” You say and automatically slap your hand over your mouth, surprised at yourself, “Oh my god.” You whisper and mentally slap yourself.

Then he does the last thing you expected him to do. He smirks and replies, “Follow me and you can do a lot more than just take care of my situation.”

a/n – well then. ANYWAY so i have taken into consideration and I will be doing Tuesdays and Fridays but instead of 4 posts only on Tuesdays there will be 2 on Tuesdays and 2 on Fridays (: 

The Fucking Rings - Kai Parker

Requests- Anonymous said:

Do a Kai Parker smut about him dirty talking omfg I need this

Anonymous said:

How about a kai smut, literally anything you want and imagine but make are you include his rings and him spanking you with the rings on. Could be an imagine or Drabble idc


“Y/n! I’m home!” You hear Kai yell from the front door as you clasp your bra behind your back. You had put on lingerie, a treat to both you and Kai, complete with black stilettos that you could barely stand in.

“Upstairs!” You yell back and you hear his heavy footsteps come up the stairs. You nervously stand in front of the bed, hands clasped together in front of you, then behind our back, and you finally settle to just have them at your sides just as he opens the door.

“Babe, I picked up-” He stops talking when he lays eyes on you, he gulps, “chinese on the way..home…”

“Hey, baby.” You try to put on the sexiest voice you can, and it seems effective, until you lose balance on your heels and stumble a little. Kai laughs with you before helping you stand straight with his hands on your forearms.

“You look amazing..” He scans your body and you blush slightly.

“You think so?” He smiles and runs his hand over your cheek, thumb tracing our cheekbone.

“I know so.” He leans forward to kiss you and you kiss him right back, arms looping around his neck.

“When did you do all this?” He looks you up and down again, your blush intensifies.

“Well you.. said you had a bad day and I just thought maybe I would let you… do whatever you want?” You say it more like a question, suddenly shy now that he was so close you. His hand rests on the small of our back, pulling you into him and making you arch your back just so you could look at him.

“Whatever I want?” He asks and you nod. You inhale shakily when his other hand moves from your cheek to your ass, groping it slowly.

“W-Whatever you want.” You confirm and he kisses you again, turning around so that he sits on the bed and you sit on his lap, never breaking the kiss. He does break it to take his shirt off and you stand up to let him push his pants and boxers down but then you resume your position on his lap.

His large hands stay on your ass, kneading softly but becoming increasingly more rough as time passed. He moans into your mouth and you whimper in response, trying to grind down onto him.

“You look so beautiful like this, did you know that? All red in the face and panting, and I’ve barely even touched you..” He whispers, head ducking down to press kisses to your neck.

“Kai..” You draw out his name, your hands tugging at his hair.

“I wonder what would happen if I just..” His hand taps your ass and you arch your back instinctively, grinding down onto his dick while doing so. You moan loudly and push back into his hand, wanting more. Kai chuckles ominously and your stomach flips.

“There’s my dirty girl.” Kai groans, pressing more kisses into your neck as he smack your ass cheek harder. His rings leave small welts as he massages the red flesh slowly. You grind onto him more as you whimper.

“You act so shy, so innocent but yet here you are, grinding on me and letting me spank you. You’re so naughty.” He smirks as you moan. He spanks you again, it stings but you love it.

“Kai, please..” You sigh, “I want you, I-I need you.”

“Who am I to keep my baby girl waiting?” He flips you over, pulling the lace panties down your legs so quickly that the hem leaves a scratch mark.

You whimper and shut your eyes when he spreads your legs, your hands tighten in the sheets.

“You’re so hot.” Kai groans as he dips down to kiss you again, biting your lip softly and making you moan.

“Look at me.” When you don’t open your eyes he grabs your chin. “Look. At. Me.”

You open your eyes and he eases himself into you, intent on not hurting you but still loving the way your eyes widened. He chuckles again and you close your eyes, whimpering.

“Are you okay?” He asks quietly, nudging under your chin with his nose. You let out a long sigh and nod, rolling your hips just slightly and then moaning loudly.

“Oh, fuck.” Kai groans before starting to thrust into you, shallow but rough thrusts that make your knuckles turn white and your pulse race wildly.

“Fuck Kai, Kai.” He moans in our ear as he brings his thumb down to circle your clit. You nearly screaming as you buck your hips, chasing a mindblowing orgasm. Kai keeps thrusting and moving his thumb as his moans and whimpers get increasingly louder.

“Are you close? Hmm?” Kai asks. You nod wildly and bring your hands up to hold his biceps.

Kai growls against your neck, the vibration making you shiver before your whimpers start to rise in volume and pitch as your body is racked with the best orgasm of your life. Your nails scratch at Kai’s biceps, your back arches and you cry out in pleasure. Kai cums not seconds after you, pulling out to spill onto your belly, growling as he did so.

You lay there, on the bed, bra still on, as Kai puts on his boxers and walks into the bathroom, emerging with a wet rag. He wipes off your stomach and then lays next to you, pulling you into his chest.

“Did you really do that for me?” He asks quietly as you start to fall asleep.

“I would do anything for you.”

anonymous asked:

hi hi headcanons about riding crutchie's bag leg will send me up to heaven I need them pls


- Crutchie calls his bad leg his “riding leg”

- none of the other newsies know why

- you know why though

- it’s cause it’s the leg he always has you ride when he’s in the mood for thigh riding

- and that mood is often

- He just LOVES watching you grind down into his leg, getting yourself off on him without him even moving.

- sometimes he can’t help it and he’ll grab your hips and grind your hips down harder, kissing along your neck and just in awe as you fall apart

- you two can easily pass it off as it being totally innocent when one of the others walks in on you

- they’re like “oh it’s just Crutchie and y/n being affectionate with y/n sitting in his leg”

- Only Jack knows the truth. He walked in once just as you came from riding crutchie’s leg. Neither you or crutchie noticed because you two were so engrossed in each other

- he wishes he didn’t know the truth

- when you strip down to nothing or just your underwear to ride his leg, crutchie nearly dies because that’s so hot

- You’re riding him next

- “you looked so pretty riding my leg angel… now it’s time for you to ride my cock.”

- sometimes you’ll subtly ride his leg while you’re hanging out with the others

- RIP Crutchie Morris. He’s so red and the others tease him thinking he’s just flustered by you sitting on his lap

- God they’re so wrong

- When you two are alone later, he forces you to edge yourself on his leg for embarrassing him

- “think you’re so funny huh love? Well we’ll see whose laughing when you don’t get to cum.”

- once you’re an apologizing babbling mess, he lets you finish

- “That’s my angel. Now cum for me.”

- Like I said before, very lovey afterwards


- nuzzling and praises

- “you did so well love, I love you so much.”


Photo  (Rami Malek x Reader Smut)

A/N: Hello guys! This is my first smut I publish and I’m aware that it’s not the best you have ever read. It’s probably the worst! Haha! Anyway, I’m trying to learn how to write smuts as well so just be patient! Please, sent me your opinion, it’s really important for me, so I can know what I need to do better for the next time. Love you my beautiful malekians!

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One afternoon, you made yourself comfortable on your couch with a cup of hot chocolate and some photo albums of your boyfriend Rami. You loved to look at his baby photos, he was soo cute as a baby, and you really liked his childhood photos as well. There were a few you smiled about, for example when his face was covered with cake on his 16th birthday. Poor Rami, you always thought.  You took a sip from your hot chocolate, leaned back and enjoyed watching your boyfriend’s memories.

After a few albums, you found a photo that almost made you spit your hot chocolate on your carpet. You never saw it before, although you had looked at the albums so many times. Either you always overlooked that picture, which is quite impossible or Rami had tried to hide it from you. The second option was more likely. He probably thought you wouldn’t touch his albums anymore, because you saw all his photos.

On the photo, he was posing on a bed, naked and only a cloth was covering his private area. As if it was not enough, he was wearing a black tie around his neck and grinned seductively into the camera. Damn, you thought. He was very hot on that photo. But you felt also suspicious and a little bit jealous. Who might have taken this picture? A photograph? A girl? Maybe himself? It didn’t look like it had been taken in a studio.

The more you stared at him, the more you were turned on. You already felt your wetness between your legs. God, he was so damn hot. How dare he torturing you like that? Ok, it wasn’t really his fault, he had no idea anyway. Slowly, you became frustrated and a sort of feeling spread inside of you.

That feeling that ate you up inside every time you felt it and made you insane. Unfortunately, Rami wasn’t home yet. You needed relief. As soon as possible. So, you could foresee how the night was definitely going to end.

You spent another hours, trying to distract yourself, but the feeling became more painful the longer it took Rami to come back home. You did everything: watching movies, surfing the net, reading books. But he wasn’t still home yet. God, you wanted him now! “Where are you, Rami?” You mumbled.

Suddenly, the front door was being unlocked and your boyfriend stepped into the apartment. He was holding a bouquet of roses in his one hand in the other hand he was carrying a plastic bag full of groceries. So, that’s why he was so late.

“(Y/N), I’m home.” He shouted. Then he went to the kitchen to lay the bag and the bouquet on the counter and after that he came to the living room, where you had already waited for him. A wide grin was plastered on your face and as Rami saw you, he looked at you questioningly. “What?” He asked confused. You just shook your head, laughing about the cluelessness of your poor boyfriend. You stood up from your place and went towards him. As you approached him, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close to your body.

“Rami..” You said with a singing voice. “Where have you been? I missed you so, so much?” Slowly, you plastered hungry kisses along his neck. He was bewildered. Normally, you were not affectionate. Unless, it was about sex. He slightly pushed you away from him. “Are you alright?” He asked. “Yeah, I’m just in the mood, y’know.” You answered. He offered you a gentle laugh. “Is that so? And why if I may ask.” You shrugged your shoulders. “Hmm, maybe I’m turned on by a certain photo.”

His face turned red within seconds. He was comparable to a tomato. Even his ears took a shade of red. He knew very well which photo you meant. You laughed at him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. He was so cute when he was ashamed. “You saw it?” He whispered. “Yes.” You said. “And it’s hot.” “Nah, more embarrassing if you ask me.”  You laughed again, while rubbing his chest. “Yeah, sure.” And then you roughly  crushed your lips against his. His tongue entered your mouth and you both fought for dominance. Meanwhile, your hand slid under his shirt, stroking his well-toned belly. His muscles tensed under your touch and you smirked into the kiss. A slight moan escaped from his lips as you rubbed yourself against him. “Upstairs! Now!” You whispered seductively in his ear as you both pulled away to breathe. He nodded and a few minutes later  you found yourself in your bedroom.

Rami pushed you down onto the bed and climbed on top of you. His lust-filled eyes stared at your beautiful ones. “I love you, (Y/N).” He said.  “I love you, too.”

He let his hands slid down your chest and slowly began to undress  you, leaving you in your underwear. You did the same by unbuckling his pants and slipping them down his legs. You saw the outline of his erection in his boxers and carefully cupped it with your hand. He hissed at your touch, a low groan escaped from his already plump lips. He pulled his shirt over his head so you had a look on his muscular chest. Licking you lips, you unclasped your bra, your nipples shivered at the sudden cold air and hardened. Rami glided his hand over your stomach, while kissing and sucking on your sweet spot, leaving hickeys on your skin. You gasped as he cupped your heat and his fingers teased your entrance through your panties.

“Rami.” You moaned.  “I need you, Baby. Now!” He giggled at your impatience. “So no foreplay this time?” He asked. “No please, I want you inside me!”  He saluted jokingly. “As you wish, m’lady.”

He positioned himself between your legs and pulled out his length. He stroked himself a few times before he slid himself into you, filling you completely. You arched your back, a deep groan escaping your lips. “Are you ok, Baby?” He inquired. He gave you time to adjust to his size. You just nodded your head, digging your nails into his olive skin. “Move, please!”

He bent down to kiss your lips and started to thrust slowly into you. You held tightly on his waist, helping him to push deeper and to hit the spot you were craving for. You closed your eyes, enjoying this intimate moment between you and your boyfriend. Your whole body burned like fire and your breath became uneven. His thrusts became faster and harder as he quickened his pace. You let out a little cry and bucked your hips to meet his. “Feels so good.” He moaned against your lips.

He cupped your breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. He licked and sucked at your nipple that sent jolts through your whole body. Still thrusting, he then used his thumb to rub your clit, giving you twice as much pleasure. Rami stared intensively at you and couldn’t stop himself from groaning as he felt you clench around him. Panting, you slowly could feel something build up in your stomach. You saw the stars as he hit your special spot again and it needed him a few more thrusts and rubbing your clit before your body exploded.

“Rami!” You screamed his name as you came, finally finding relief. Rami thrust you through your orgasm before he released himself in your core. He grunted your name, then collapsed onto you, his head resting on your breasts. Your heart was beating heavily against your chest and you tried to keep your ragged breath down.

Rami put his arms around you, pressing your sweaty bodies together. Your hands went through his hair, stroking his soft curls. He gave a kiss between your breasts before smiling lovingly at you.

“That was amazing. You were amazing.” He complimented. Your cheeks instantly turned red at his statement, but you tried to hide your blushing. “You were amazing too, Ram.”

“What did I do to deserve this?” He yawned, his limbs slowly fell down from the exhaustion. You kissed his head. “Well, if you keep doing photos like that, you’ll deserve it more often.”