Who I write for: Bucky Barnes, Bob Reynolds, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Frank Castle, Joaquin Torres, Loki, Matt Murdock | Alex Turner, Drew Starkey
MARVEL:
-Bucky Barns:
Oneshots:
Pillow fight
Lair
-Bob Reynolds:
Oneshots:
Bobby
Lollipop
-Charles Xavier:
Oneshots:
Random blurb
-Erik Lehnsherr:
Oneshots:
Random blurb
-Frank Castle/The Punisher:
Nothing yet
-Joaquin Torres:
Oneshots:
Snuggles
Sneaky love
-Loki:
Smau:
Mischiefās girl
-Matt Murdock/Daredevil:
Nothing yet
CELEBRITIES:
-Alex Turner:
Oneshots:
Sugar - fluff Pt.2 - smut
Blurbs:
Dates with Alex Turner - fluff
Smau:
Rockstarās girlfriend
-Drew Starkey:
Smau:
Starās girl - part I., part II., part III., part IV.
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Summery: reader likes to wear mini skirts but Bob loves it
Warnings: suggestive content, Bob is kinda a pervert, nicknames (Bobby, sweetie), flirting
Word count: 1072
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Bob was screwed. And hard.
He just wanted a glass of water, nothing more nothing less, but when he was walking through the living area he saw you. That wouldn't usually throw him off that much but here you were, laying on your stomach, prompted up on your elbows, cherry lollipop in your reddish lips, book in your hands (that he knows are smaller than his) and the skirt. The damn skirt.
The one that ends right under your ass. The one that shows just a snippet of your panties when you sit down. And a lot more when you lay down.
He froze and couldn't help but stare. Cheeks and the tips of his ears already redder than the lollipop. His breath hitched and heart sped up.
He shouldn't look. You're his friend, always so sweet to him, helping him, listening to him. You see him when others don't.
But he couldn't help it. He couldn't look away from the curve of your ass cheeks. The baby pink panties that were slightly see through. The way you suck on the lollipop. The strap of your tank top that fell off. The way the sun illuminated your whole being.
You looked like a goddess who was sent to destroy him.
And he would let you.
Maybe it's another dream of his. Maybe he will go up to you and do whatever you say, like he always does in those dreams. He would make love to you, fuck you. However you wanted it. On the couch, floor, bed, against the window, on the kitchen counter.
Flashback from his last dream flew through his head. You were lying in his sheets, naked. Fingers pulling on his hair while he ate you out. He woke up with very hard and big problem after that.
But now he was here, still staring as you flipped another page of the book. He would ask you later what you were reading, right now he wasn't going to say anything.
He just wanted to watch you even though he knew it sounded creepy, that it was wrong. But in his head this was as much he will ever see.
Suddenly you shifted and spread your legs more open. And now he is trying not to let out a whine. A pathetic whine. Just from staring at your body.
He licks his lips and tilts his head to see better. He looks at your panties again. They are stuck between your cheeks (the ones where he would like to be right now), he then looks lower, at your pussy, and that's when he sees it. A spot. A wet spot. He sucks a sharp breath in and takes a step back by surprise. He just hopes you didn't hear him.
But to his unfortunate you look over him, shooting him that shiny smile. "Hi Bob."
He doesn't look you in the eye. He can't, not after this. Instead he just looks somewhere else on your face. "Hi." He meant to say it with confidence but instead it came out more shy and broken than usual. There is a sheepish smile on his face and the blush is more evident now that you caught him.
You lick the lollipop again, maintaining eye contact with him. There is a glint in your eyes that he has no idea what means.
He looks down on his feet, hands intertwined in front of the bulge to hide it (which doesn't really help), he will have to deal with it later when he is in his room.
He hears you close the book and looks up at you again. You have moved, now laying on your side and watching him, trying to figure him out. He shuffles uncomfortably under your gaze, his eyes trailing up your body until he sees it. You're not wearing a bra. Just a tank top. But the tank top is white and does a little of hiding what's under it. His eyes moved around the roundness of your breasts.
His eyes widen even more and he looks into your eyes. You lick your lips and smile at him. But this time it's more smug. "What's wrong Bobby?"
You asked him so sweetly and had no idea what it's doing to him.
He swallowed and opened his mouth to say something. "Nothing," he inhales deeply, "I'm just thirsty."
You nod in acknowledgment before giggling. He frowns at that, swallowing hardly. "Then why are you here? There is no water in the living room, sweetie."
He just nodded and inhaled sharply. He wanted to say something, anything. Tell you how good you look, but then he wouldnāt even be your friend and he canāt risk that.
Instead he heads towards the kitchen to hide from your teasing gaze.
He fills up a full glass of a water and hears footsteps. You show up in the doorway, nipples peaking through the white top. āAre you alright?ā
He almost choked on his drink before he nodded. āYeah, why?ā His whole face was red now.
You licked your sweet lips and looked lower on his body. āI donāt know. It just looks like you need help with something.ā You say it so casually. Like itās no big deal.
Bobs panics. What do you mean by that. Does this mean you want him too? No, thatās impossible.
He shakes his head, trying to get the memories of his dreams out of his mind. āWhatā¦ā
You lick the lollipop again, looking him straight into eyes. āI want to help you, Bobby. I know you fantasise about me.ā That smug smile of yours is gonna be the death of him.
I know you fantasise about me.
Thatās when he starts to panic even more. What do you mean by that? How do you know?
He sets down the glass with his shaky hand. The other one runs through his hair as he tries to form a sentence. āWhat.ā Thatās all he can make out. He hates himself for this. Why is he so nervous? Why canāt he be like the others, confident?
You donāt say anything, just take his big hand into yours and lead him to your room. On the way he canāt help but stares at your butt. He dreamed about slapping it so many times. Sometime even bitting it. But he always thought he was being silly for even thinking about you in that way.
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A/N: sorry for not posting anything! Kinda want to write another part about the moment where she found out about his desire for herš lmk in the comments
Summery: You accidentally call him āBobbyā while he is fingering you in front of mirror
Warnings: smut (fingering) nicknames (sweetie), a little bit of angst
Word count: 418
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I whine at the reflection in the mirror that's in front of me and Bob. My naked body between his stretched out legs, his right hand at my aching center. I watched as he slid two of his fingers in again, making me squirm in his arms. His other hand was playing with my nipples. Switching between them so neither of them would be neglected.
"Feels good?" He watched me in the mirror, eyes wide with lust and urge to please me, mouth slightly open. I nodded and bit into my bottom lip. Suddenly the pace of his fingers sped up and I moaned out louder. "Use your voice, sweetie."
I looked into his eyes through the mirror. "Feels really good." A proud look fleshed over his face before he looked down to his hand.
The room was filled with nothing but my whines and moans and the sound of his fingers in me. I could feel his dick on my lower back, there was probably a wet spot on his pyjamas pants since he wasn't wearing anything under them.
I looked at his hand, the veins were even more visible than usual, I squeeze his fingers when I saw my juices leaking out of me and onto the wooden floor, there was little puddle under me. He curled his fingers a little more and started hitting the spot. The one that made my breath hitch, I let out the loudest moan and threw my head against his shoulder. He automatically sucked at my neck, undoubtedly trying to leave some marks.
"Fuck, Bobby!" And with that my back arched away from his body and I came.
He stopped everything he was doing, ruining the orgasm. My head shot up as I realised what I said. I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but the words got stuck in my throat.
He watched my face in the mirror. I could see tears in his eyes, my heart paced but this time for different reason. How could that nickname slip out when I knew he hated it? "I'm so-"
He interrupted me by curling his fingers again, pressing his palm against my clit and kissing me. I let out surprised moan and kissed him back.
After a while he pulled back, resting his forehead against mine and continue to move his fingers. I looked at him confused. "I love it when you call me that."
Oh
Oh
I smiled at him and pecked his lips. "I love you, Bobby."
A/N: I canāt stop thinking about Bob since I watch the thunderbolts, should I share more thoughts about him?š requests are open
Imagine being (pre-balding and pre-wheelchair) Charles and Erikās personal slut.
Getting fucked by Charles and then going to Erikās room while cum is still dripping out of your cunt, soaking your panties even more.
Their longing and full of desire glances they send your way whenever the three of you are around other people. Charles would whisper dirty words into your mind while staring at you from across the room, watching with Erik as you squirm in your seat.
And donāt get me started at one of them watching you getting fucked, ruined by the other. The one watching slowly stroking his aching cock while listening to your noises.
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Pairing: Bodyguard!Joquin Torres x Stark!fem!reader
Summery: cute scenes with your secret boyfriend who also happens to be you bodyguard
Warnings: fluff, nicknames (babe, beautiful, sweetheart), all Avengers are alive, some suggestive content
Word count: 1461
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I hummed as I snuggled up to Joaquin. His warmth surrounded me in my bed, soft light illuminated us from the tv opposite the bed.
His hand brushed through my hair, I could hear his heart beat under me as I laid on his chest.
"Will you stay here tonight? Please?" I looked up at him. His curls were falling into his face as he thought.
His hands moved to hold my cheeks, his thumbs stroked my skin. "What if someone comes in?"
I leaned into his touch. "They have mission right in the morning. No one will come here, babe."
Joaquin has been my bodyguard for a while now and no one knows about us yet, so we've been sneaking around. It's not that hard since we have rooms on the same floor with the others living on different one or somewhere else.
"I don't know. What if?" He raised his eyebrows and brushed a strand of my hair behind my ears.
I shrugged my shoulders and licked my lips. His eyes automatically fell on them. "And?" I bit my bottom lip and leaned up on my arms, hovering over him.
He shook his head and grinned up at me. "You're gonna be the death of me, you know?" He pulled me closer, our noses touching.
"And why is that?"
He nudged me with his nose, his hand moved to the back of my neck before he finally kissed me.
I looked around the room while waiting for my drink at the bar. My dad threw yet another party. The bartender placed a drink in front of me. I thanked him and took a sip of it before looking to my right at Joquin who was already staring at me.
He was wearing dark dress pants and silk creamy shirt, the first few buttons were undone showing his upper chest. His curls were perfectly defined, some were falling down his face. My hands itched with desire to touch him, fell him.
My cheeks turned slightly red as he watched me. "What?" I tilted my head, trying to be intimidating.
He shrugged his shoulders and licked his lips. "You're pretty tonight." He mumbled, his cheeks mirrored mine.
I raised my eyebrows and shook my head. "What if somebody heard you?" I moved closer to him. "What would they say about my bodyguard complimenting me? Hmm?" I licked my lips and took another sip.
He chuckled and shook his head. "That we are very good friends?" He leaned against the bar.
I bit my bottom lip before answering. "Oh yeah, yesterday we did a lot of friendly activities."
I smirked when I saw his cheeks turn even deeper colour. He tensed a little bit and opened his mouth to say something but the words got stuck in his throat.
I turned on my heel and walked away. I could hear him following me so I sped up my pace. I walked out of the large room into some hallway and just when I turned around a corner he pressed against some door.
His hands mover to my face, one holding my cheek and the other moved some hair out of my face. "Hi, beautiful."
"Hello Mr. Bodyguard." I beamed up at him. My hand found the handle of the door and pulled at it, causing us to fall in some small room.
I stumbled over my heel and let out a squeak. Luckily, Joaquin caught me before I hit the floor, taking me into his arms and closed the door with his back. He cradled my form in his arms and pulled me closer. "You're gorgeous, sweetheart."
"Thank you." I mumbled and laid my head down his shoulder into the crook of it before inhaling his scent. "You smell good."
He chuckled and buried his face into my hair, giving me soft kiss. "I missed you." I could hear a smile in his voice.
"We've been together all day." I chuckled and tightened my grip on him. Ha hands sneaked under the shirt causing him to yelp and tens up. "What's wrong?" I raised my head and looked up at him, playing innocent.
"Your hands are cold." He narrowed his eyes at me, sizing me up with his gaze.
I opened my mouth to defend myself but then an idea popped in my mind.
My hands sneaked around to his stomach, goosebumps forming under my touch. His eyes widened as he tried to get away from me. I moved lower only for him to catch my wrists. He said my name strictly, I giggled.
"What?" I tilted my head to the right and looked at him with my best puppy eyes. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Sweetheart." He opened them again.
"Hmm?"
He shook his head, releasing my hands but trapping me in his arms. "You're impossible." He mumbled before leaning down and kissing me.
The sunlight hit my face as I turned in my bed making me groan. I raised my head and looked at the clock that was on one of the bedside tables. Before I even found the clock I saw large bouquet of tulips and a note next to it. My face lit up as I shuffled closer.
I reached out and took the note, it said: "Good morning, sweetheart. I had to go to train with Sam, but I home you like the flowers. I love you, Joaquin."
My cheeks got redder and the smile on my lips got bigger. I bit my lip and hopped out of the bed. I ran to the bathroom and got ready before going to the training room.
As I walked in I saw the two men practice on a mat. "Hi guys."
They stoped and greeted me back. Joaquin's eyes lingered a little more on me, we made an eye contact before he winked at me. I smiled at him and went to the back.
I got on a treadmill I as watched them fight again, Joaquin was shirtless, sweat dripping down his chest, his curls were disheveled and falling in his face. My heart started racing as I watched him.
Suddenly I tripped over my own feet, flying right to the ground. I groaned and sat up. "Are you okay?" I looked up to my left to see Joaquin kneeling on the floor next to me. His hands already on me checking for any injuries.
I signed and nodded. "Yeah, don't worry." I smiled at him before getting up. "I just fell."
"Yeah, maybe you should stop staring at your bodyguard." Said the man who I forgot was there.
My head whipped out in his direction, my eyes widened and cheeks turned red, again. "I... I wasn't staring." I was but he doesn't need to know that. He just nodded with disbelief painted all over his face while gathering his stuff before leaving.
Joaquin turned back to me, furrowed eyebrows in worry and a frown on his lips. He took my face into his hands, moving my whole head around to check me again. I giggled and his face wrinkled even more. "What's so funny?"
I beamed at him while planing his cheek. He leaned into my hand unconsciously while still holding me. "Nothing, you're just so cute while worrying about nothing."
He scoffed and shook his head. "It's not nothing. You fell, what if you broke something?"
"Then you would have to carry me around. I wouldn't mind." I shrugged my shoulders and started to get up. But before I could fully straighten up he swept me off my feet, carrying me in bridal style. I let out a yelp, my arms flew up around his neck to steady myself. He chuckled at my reaction, his eyes were crinkled from his smile. "What are you doing?!"
He hold me closer and tighter. āCarrying you, sweetheart.ā He started walking towards the entrance.
Once we were in his room he laid my body down on his bed and sat next to me. He cupped my face, his thumb stored my cheek. āI like to have you in my bed.ā
I raised my eyebrows and smirked. āOh?ā
He shook his head and licked his lips before answering. āI didnāt mean it sexually.ā He game me one of his soft smiles. One of the smiles filled with warmth and affection, one that reaches his eyes, little wrinkles around them. āI love having you in my room, with me. I love you.ā
A blush crept over my cheeks and a soft smile spread across my lips. I reached up for him and pulled him closer. āI love you too.ā I pressed my lips against his. The kiss was soft enough to make me melt into his palm and let out muffled sigh.
A/N: hey guys! This took me longer than it should have bc I ran out of motivation to write it bc of school but itās done finally!! Not my best work but I hope you guys like itā¤ļø donāt forget to like, reblog and comment, thanks!
His sleeping body shifted and tightened his grip around me. My fingers ran through his dark locks. They were soft and still damp from the shower he had earlier. Joaquin was laying on top of me, face buried in the valley between my breasts and probably smile on his lips as he snored quietly.
He got back from a mission few hours ago and wouldnāt leave me alone. Padding behind me all the time like a lost puppy, wearing nothing but sweatpants and every time Iād stop his arms would sneak around me. Not that Iām complaining.
I looked at the digital clock next to the tv. 9:03 pm. āBaby.ā I stroked his back causing him to stir and murmur something in mix a of gibberish and Spanish. I chuckled and tried to wake him up again. āMy love, wake up.ā
āHmm, ten more minutesā I could barely hear him as he tried to hide in my chest.
āCāmon letās go to the bed, yeah?ā That finally made him perk up, sleep still evident on his face and dump love stuck smile on his lips.
He tilted his head, scanning my face for a second before speaking up. āYouāre so pretty.ā His hand suddenly landed on my cheek as he caressed me. āMy pretty girl.ā He whispered once more.
My cheeks must have looked like the reddest apples in the world. I gave him one of my smiles. āCome on, handsome.ā I brushed out one of his curls out of his face and cupped his cheeks.
He leaned into my hand and nodded. āYeah.ā I expected him to get up but he remained staring at me without any intention to move.
I giggled and stroked his cheek. āBaby, get up.ā I pushed him slightly and he finally got the memo and stood up, pulling me with him.
He automatically wrapped himself around me. āYouāre so soft and warm.ā He murmured into my neck from behind me.
My hands landed on his and I gave him a peck into his hair before shuffling us into the bedroom.
Once we were tangled under the sheets Joaquin trapped me under his form, throwing his arms and lags around me. He snuggled into the crook of my neck and mumbled. āI missed this.ā
I stroked his hair, brushing them out of his face before kissing the crown of his head. āI missed you, pretty boy.ā
I could feel him smile against my skin and then giggle. āI love it when you call me that.ā And with that he squeezed my body.
āGood night, pretty boy.ā
āGood night, pretty girl.ā
A/N: Hi guys! I watched the new Cap movie last week and now Iām in love with Joaquin. This is one of the worst things Iāve ever written but I hope someone enjoyed it.š«¶
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Helloo, i totally LOVE your writings, sooo, I was wondering if you could post a instagram smau of alex, just like the one you did of drew, yk
(english is also not my first english so sorry for bad english š
Rockstarās girlfriend
/Smau, AM!Alex Turner x fem!reader
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yourusername night out with the group
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user1 KIDS WAKE UP MOTHER POSTED
user2 she makes me question my sexuality
user3 @/user2 same
user4 i dont know if I wanna be her or Alex
user5 WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABOUT THE SEVENTH PICāļø
user1 @/user5 I KNOW RIGHT
user6 @/user5 his handdddš«
user7 @/user5 the way he is holding herš
user8 @/user5 Iām jealous (of him)
user7 Jamie cook is underrated
katiee_cook_ already missing you š
yourusername @/katiee_cook_ love uā¤ļø
matthelders @/yourusername poor Jamie and Al
yourusername @/matthelders they can handle it
user8 HE IS SO HANDSOME I CANT
user9 @/user8 when will I have my own Al
user8 she is so rockstarās gf
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user1 they are so cute I canāt
user2 THE 8TH PIS HELLO
user1 @/user2 the jawlineš
user3 Iām convinced she is the muse for āyouāre so darkā just bc of the sixth photo
user4 @/user3 yeah same
user5 Alex I want roses too, thxā¤ļø
user6 picnic date? They are so cute, I love my parents
user7 she won in life
user8 she is such a bookworm, nerd
yourbestfriend THE 6TH PHOTO?!!! MY WIFEE
yourusername @/yourbestfriend youāre acting as if I didnt ask you if I should post it
yourbestfriend @/yourusername šš
user9 she is so obsessed with him
user4 @/user9 arenāt we all??
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yourusername Happy Birthday to my favourite person in the universeš„³ Weāve known each other since childhood and I canāt even explain in words how fcking proud I am for who youāve became and what youāve accomplished, Iāll always support you no matter whatā¤ļøšš I love you my Prince Charming šš
(And yes I had to sneak at least one photo of me in, I like the fit)
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user1 Iām crying and jealous
user2 I hope I will find someone like her in the future, someone who will love as much as she loves him :((
user1 @/user2 I can be your Alex if youāre my y/nš
matthelders youāre making me sick with this love things (wish him happy bday for me thanks)
yourusername @/matthelders f you, youāre just jealous I took him from youš (noā¤ļø)
user3 @/matthelders HELP MATT IS JEALOUS
matthelders @/yourusername šš
user4 I donāt know which pic is my favourite
user5 my favourite coupleā¤ļø
katiee_cook_ cutie and an old man
user5 @/katiee_cook_ OLD MAN I CANTšš¤£š¤£š¤£
yourusername @/katiee_cook_ heās not that old (youāre cuter)
user3 @/katiee_cook_ I love this woman
user6 another post and another flowers from him? Girl is getting spoiledš
user7 @/user6 if I were her bf I would get her bouquet every morning
yourusername soo we are family of 3 now.. his name is Boboā¤ļø
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user1 A KITTEN?!!!
user2 WHAT DO YOU MEAN FAMILYāļø
user3 @/user2 well donāt be so surprised Iām literally their child soo
user3 he is so cuteš
user4 Hii Bobo!š
user5 thatās such a cute name :((
user6 THE SECOUND PICTURE !! ALEX IN SWEATPANTS AHHHH
user4 @/user6 OMG I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE
user8 @/user6 the fact she sees him like that every day hurts my soul
user8 his little smile in the last photoš„ŗ
katiee_cook_ when will you introduce me to him??
yourusername @/katiee_cook_ soon auntie Kateš
user2 @/yourusername AUNTIE KATE OMGG
user6 @/user2 WHAT IF SHE IS PREGNANT
user9 heās gonna be like his father, a musicianš„°
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A/N: hiii loves, hope you missed mešš thanks for the request and sorry for not posting it sooner, I hope itās like you wanted itš«¶ also when I finished it a noticed you didnāt write what Alex you but I guess you meant mr turner since I post about him.
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Summery: the cute evening with Al turned into something more
Warnings: age gap (Alex 37 and reader 25), soft!dom Alex, clit play, spanking, praising kink, fingering (f receiving), p in w, fem nicknames (sugar, darling, pretty girl, baby, good girl) choking, ruined orgasm, blow job, unprotected sex, cream pie, aftercare
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"Couldn't stop thinking about you all day, darling."
I yelped as he smacked my ass, the burning sensation swiftly smoothed by the hand. "Alex!"
He chuckled not even bothered by my weight on his shoulder and continued caressing my ass. I huffed at his cockiness but that was quickly replaced by another yelp as his hand landed on me again.
I rolled my eyes and realised we were almost in our bedroom. In that moment I got an idea. I giggled and outstretched my hand. "What-" I interrupted him by my hand landing on his ass. He gasped but suddenly I was thrown on our bed. I looked up at Alex with a smirk on my lips. "What?" I asked innocently and fluttered my lashes on him.Ā He raised his eyebrows and put his hands on his hips. I didn't even realise I was biting my bottom lip until he broke the tension in the room.
"Playing innocent?" He titled his head slightly and shifted his weight to one leg.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." I smiled at him. I'm playing with fire, he will teach me how to behave later and I can't wait for the lesson.
I raised my leg and rested it right above the tent of his trousers. He looked down and then back at me, few brown locks of his hair fell into his face. Slowly I moved the leg lower and started rubbing against him while holding eye contact with him the whole time.
The fire in his eyes grew and I continued my teasing game. I could feel him harden below my foot but before I could say something about it, he slapped the leg away, bend down and turned my body on the bed. All I could do is gasp. He had already lifted my, well his white button up to reveal my ass covered in baby pink lace panties.
"So naughty, hm?" I could hear the smirk in his husky voice, he stroked my cheeks, kneading them with his big hands. I sucked in a sharp breath, my right asscheek was starting to hurt from the earliest slaps. "I asked you a question, love." He said with another smack against the skin. I made a noise which sounded like something between whine, moan and yelp and nodded. He chuckled and caressed me again. "Words, sugar."
I received another one. "Yes!" I moaned out the so wanted answer.
"Good girl." He praised me causing my walls to clench around nothing, I could feel my panties getting soaked. He leaned down and kissed the red and burning spots. I buried my face into the mattress and sucked a sharp breath in my lungs. "Sensitive, hm?"
"Yes." I whispered and bit my bottom lip. Suddenly he touched the wet spot between my legs with his thumb. I gasped but pushed against his finger. āPlease."
He chuckled. "You think you deserve it?" He started slowly rubbing the wetness, moving lower to my clit. That made me whine loudly.
"Please, Alex." I whined again when he added more pressure and started rubbing quick cycles on it.
"Answer." He said firmly. I arched my back and pushed into his hand more.
"I do. I've been waiting for you all day and I made you cookies." I said, every now and then whimpering. I gathered the white sheets beneath me with my hands. "Please."
He chuckled and smacked my left cheek with his free hand. "Well, when you're asking so nicely."
Before I could beg more he pulled my ass in the air and slid my panties down my thighs just above my knees.
I could feel his stare on my bare pussy, the juices leaking down my lags. "Such a pretty view." He whispered lowly. His voice full of lust making me shiver and clench around nothing.
"Alex please." I rub my thighs against each other trying to get some relief.
He chuckled behind me and placed his palms on my asscheeks, squeezing them. I bucked back into his hands and whined.
His fingers slowly slid lower and lower until he was where I wanted and needed him. He spread my fold and I gasped when he blew air onto me. "Alex!"
He laughed again before sliding two finger between my fold, gathering the wetness and pulling away.
I sighted in frustration but was interrupted by a licking sound and Alex humming. "What-" I looked over my shoulder and saw Alex's fingers in his mouth. The walls of my insides clenched around nothing and the wetness ran down my lags yet again.
He looked angelic. His hair messy, eyes closed, lashes touching his rosy cheeks, lips wrapped around the fingers. Pure pleasure written all over his face.
I moaned which made him open his eyes. The eye contact was so intense and full of lust I bit into my bottom lip, Alex's dark eyes drifted to it and before I could say anything he grabbed me by my jaw and kissed me.
It wasn't sweet and cute like when he came home. No. It was want and neediness. I deepened it and opened my mouth, touching his lips by my tongue as a request for him to open his. He did and slid his tongue into my mouth, we fought for dominance, even though we both knew he is going to win.
He pulled away too soon, touching my forehead with his and panting. I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath as well but was surprised by the now wet fingers quickly sliding into me.
I gasped and he pulled away, his hand sliding to the back of my head and burring me into the sheets. Alex slowly pulled almost all the way out before shoving into me again and deeper. I moaned his name loudly but was muffled by the sheets as he punched me more into it.
He continued to slide in and out, drawing loud moans and needy whines out of me. He occasionally slowed down to almost stoping making me beg. The room was full of wet sounds, my whines and Alex's praising. The pleasure I was feeling in my whole body started to be too much, the knot in my stomach tightening. "Aly! I'm gonna cum!" I screamed.
He moved his hand and wrapped it around my neck, squeezing me just right. I was almost there but just as I was about to finish he stoped everything and pulled away. My body shook as I groaned, sniffled and screamed, babbling things that weren't making sense. "No, no, no! Alex, please- I-"
He chuckled and smacked my red cheek again.
"You- you said that-"
"That was for the slap you gave me." I heard him stand up rustling with something. "Sit up." He ordered. I pulled my self up onto my knees before turning around and sitting on the edge of our bed. I looked up at him with my best puppy eyes I could do, my cheeks probably red as apples and glossed with tears.
He put a lock of my hair behind my ear and stroked my cheek, wiping the tears away. "So pretty." He smiled at me. He pulled down his already unzipped trousers, I helped him pull them down past his knees before sliding my palms back up to his black boxers. I bit my lip when I saw the outline of his cock. I took him out and almost moaned. He was big and thick with a vein going all the way up from the bottom to the pinky head. Even though I saw and took him multiple times it will always make me nervous.
I looked him in the eyes asking for permission. "Go on, pretty girl."
That was all I needed before taking him in my hand. He twitched and the pre cum dripped down his length. I started to stroke him and spreading the wetness, brushing my thumb agains his tip and squeezing him every time nearing it.
Alex was releasing breath groans and small moans. He put his hands at the back of my head and pulled me to him. "Need your mouth." Was all he said.
I smiled at him while holding eye contact and opened my mouth, slowly lowering my head until he was touching me. I took the tip in and sucked onto him. He groaned and pushed ma head until he hit the back of my throat causing me to gag. "So warm, baby." He threw his head back moaning out loud my name. "So good."
I started moving my mead, slowly speeding up. I stroke the rest of him that didnāt fit into my mouth, squeezing him and playing with his balls. He pulled onto my hair which made me moan. He started bucking his hips back into me, hitting the back of my throat. He let out more whimpers and praises. There was starting to form a wet patch underneath me and saliva running down my chin.
"Fuck! You're so good, such a good girl." He rasped out, the end of the sentence turned into another high pitched moan. I clenched my thighs trying to get some kind of release.
I felt him twitch agains my tongue meaning he is close. I bumped my head faster and took him even deeper. I don't care I can barely breath, I want him to cum, I want to taste him.
Without another warning the hot drops of his cum shoot into me. The taste and sounds of his the only thing I can focus on. I continued my movements until he stoped me. I released him from my warmth with a pop and saliva connecting us.
He sighed and took my jaw. "Open up." I obeyed and sticked out my tongue covered in the liquid. He smirked and stroked my red cheek. "Swallow." Were his next commands. I did as he said, looking into his eyes the whole time. I opened again to show him, hoping he will reward me. āGood girl.ā He nodded and squeezed my cheeks.
āI think you deserve it now.ā
I nodded, desperately wanting him inside me already, needing him. āPlease.ā My voice was hoarse from earlier activities.
He bend down to be face to face with me and took my neck into his hand again. His lips crushed into mine, both of us moaning, our tongues fighting yet again. He pushed me onto my back and got on top of me. My hand flew into his brown locks, pulling onto them.
We moved back until I was resting on the fluffy pillows. Alex squeezed the sides of my neck, drawing a whine out of me. Unfortunately he pulled away and moved to my neck, sucking and nibbling on the skin, trying to leave new mark. The last ones were already fading.
I gasped when his teeth sank into me. The sensation becoming overpowering but in a pleasing way.
Another gasp left me when I felt the head of his cock sliding between me folds, gathering wetness before going to the entrance. He looked at me silently asking me, I nodded and he finally slid in.
His thickness stretching me out even after I took him countless times. I will never get used to him and Iām loving it. When he was finally in I was feeling full and completed. He waited a minute before pulling almost all the way out and then pushing back in and even deeper.
As he was moving and letting his beautiful sounds out into the crook of my neck, I was releasing my on. The room was full of cries of pleasure and wet noises.
āTaking me so well, sugar. So good for me, as always.ā He rasped out and kissed me hard, pouring his love into it and I tried my best to return it. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, holding me close.
I started feeling the familiar feeling and pressed him by my legs just above his ass, trying to make him go faster and deeper. He understood and did as I desired, moved his hand between our bodies and touching my center. He started massaging me and before I knew it was tripping over the edge. āIām cummin-ā
āMe too, baby. Me too.ā Was all he said before filling me up with loud groan.
He laid on top of me as we panted, trying to catch our breathes and holding each other in our arms.
āYou did so good, my love.ā He broke the silence and kissed my cheeks and forehead. āI love you.ā
I smiled at him and stroked his cheek. āI love you too, handsome.ā
He placed a soft kiss on his on my lips before pulling out and getting up. His cum dripping out of me and on the sheets. He disappeared into a bathroom that is connected to the bedroom. I undressed myself completely and when he came back he was holding a wet towel. He got between my legs and cleaned me and then tucked me in the bed, placing another kiss on my face.
He left to clean himself too and came back in new pair of underwear before sliding into the bed with me. He wrapped his arms around me, bringing me as close as possible and burring his face in my hair.
I hid myself in his chest, letting his warmth and scent swallow me.
A/N: first time writing smut in English so I hope itās readableš please let me know if you find any mistakes or anything!
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