bambi 𝜗𝜚

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call me bambi !

eighteen . she/her . sideblog (my likes, comments & reposts are likely to come up as my main blog - @cndylouwho)

entp . gryffindor . cabin 10 . cancer sun . leo moon . pisces rising . dominic fike & role model lovebot . jack abbot’s wife .

masterlist . anon list . rules . 1k celebration

bambi’s inbox is CLOSED for requests, thirsts/thoughts. but OPEN for just chatting

MDNI - 18+ ONLY !!!

NSFW CONTENT AND DARK CONTENT MAY BE CONSUMABLE . READ AT YOUR OWN RISK !

WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - premature ejaculation, handjob, fem!reader, established relationship

LYRIC: "i can do a lot in 15 minutes, only gonna take 2 to make you finish"

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dennis is absolutely pathetic for you, always has been and always will be. from the moment you guys first started dating. he turns into mush under your hands even when you’re not doing anything special.

like right now, he’s trying his absolute best to keep his composure and remain good for you. but you’ve got your hand on his cock from over his pants and he’s only able to let small whines spill out between your soft kisses. you love it, you love teasing him. he makes it so easy. he's always so patient and you love pushing him to see what his limit is.

you’re kissing him deep and slow, laying happily in beside him with your hand in his lap as you take your time with him. you’re able to feel the unmistakable erection in his pants as you palm him and your pussy grows wetter the longer you play with him. but you’ve made your mind up on what you’re doing right now. so you can wait a little bit longer.

you decide you want to tease him a bit more, you move your attention to his neck, kissing down his throat. dennis’ hands are by his side and he digs into the sheets, a moan breaking free from his throat as he moves to give you more access, tilting his neck. he whines your name softly, urging you to do more.

"c'mon, stop teasing…please, no more," he practically whines out.

you pull back from his neck to look at him. his eyes are incredibly blown, all pleading and wide. his face flush from need. he’s so beautiful, you think. you give a fake pout as you reply, "but i'm not done with kissing you yet baby.”

but you’re nice. and you decide to take mercy on him. you move your hand to inside his pants, skimming past his boxers and grabbing his cock. he jerks slightly at the feeling of your skin on his. it’s somewhat awkward, thanks to the position you’re in but you pull his pants and boxers down, his cock springing out. it’s all hard and leaky already.

you take it in your hand, starting by giving one slow stroke to his length. you smile to yourself when his hips jerk up at the slightest touch. you hear him let out what you think is a whine at the same time.

“baby-,” he chokes out.

his voice dissolves into a gasp when your brush the head of his cock with your thumb. you decide to stop teasing and begin to work your hand around the length of his cock, up and down. squeezing in his particularly sensitive spots. his hips roll into your hand in small, greedy thrusts. you praise him when he lets out an embarrassingly loud moan as you move your free hand to play with his balls.

he starts cumming out of nowhere. except it’s not really nowhere, he knew it was coming. shudders run through him and he grabs at you, at the sheets, at anything, trying to hold on tight as his warmth spurts into your hand. his hips desperately rut up into nothing as an attempt to ride out his high. his whines are high-pitched and so needy.

he’s quick to turn and bury his flushed face into your body. you're surprised by his orgasm but it turns you on so much. he moans softly as he continues to grind up into your hand, and you continue to stroke his cock softly as he comes down. he lifts his head up to look at you and the sight you’re met with, it’s even more beautiful than before. he's a mess, eyes weepy. his lips are pink and swollen and a bit bitten from your shared kisses.

"i'm sorry, i'm so sorry," he nuzzles upward against your again, "i was so turned on, you're so pretty and your voice and your hand. i’m so sor-”

except you shush him with a hand to his lips, “baby, that was so fucking hot.”

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WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - breeding kink, penetration, mating press, fem!reader, established relationship, age gap not mentioned but thought of when writing.

LYRIC: “i might let you make me juno”

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you are folded in half with your knees pushed up and your legs spread wide while he fucks into you in a mating press. there’s no nicer way to put it. because the position isn’t nice. what he was doing to you isn’t nice.

jack crams your knees up and spreads you open, further than you think you can. he drills his cock into you from above and watches your facial expressions scrunch while he pushes his dick into your deepest parts.

“fuck sweetheart, you’re so pretty when i fill you up." grunts out as he bullies your cunt open with his cock.

he is slamming in and out of you hard, his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust. your thighs are resting on his shoulders as he spears his cock nice and deep into you, he’s got you that bent. he makes sure that his tip pushes right up against all you, filling you deep. jack grinds himself as deep as you will let him while you clench around him. he presses sweaty kisses on your neck, your cheek, your forehead, your lips, anywhere he can reach.

"you're gonna be so pretty pregnant. all round and glowing,”

it’s like his own words get him going even more, his hips smacking against yours, making the mattress squeak under both of you. you swear you hear the bed frame hit the wall. holy fuck. you're clenching around him so tightly that he has to keep practically shoving his cock inside you. your hole sucks him in with each slide into you.

your pussy is spread wide, leaking around his cock. he’s so big and in this position, is stretching you in all the right places. the head of his cock scrapes over your sensitive walls, grinding deep to rub against your cervix, making you scream out in pleasure. every single time his pelvis slaps into your throbbing clit, your pussy sobs, gushing more wetness. which only makes it easier for him to thrust into you. your toes clench and you can feel the tears gathering in your eyes as the pleasure from him crashes over you. it pulses waves of heat through your skin as you come all over his cock.

“yeah,” he breathes out, working you through it, “that’s it, what a good girl.”

sweat gathers on your face and body, baby hairs sticking to your forehead as little moans leave your mouth

“no, ‘s too much,” you slur. or at least you think you do. you’re so gone, eyes all glazed over and pupils blown. you’re completely cock drunk on him.

“j-jack, baby please-” youre cut off by a particularly harsh thrust from him. you choke on your words, feeling so full from him that you can barely breathe. you look down and see your lower belly bulging with his cock.

you can tell he’s close by the way he refuses to pull out from you for too long, keeping his cock buried nice and snug inside you.

“just a lil more, you can do it,” he praises you all soft. a complete juxtaposition from the way his cock spears into you. he tucks his face into the crook of your neck, trying to get as close as possible. his lips kiss up and down your shoulder, all hot and messy. pure filth and sloppiness, all tongue and you swear you feel a hint of his teeth scraping against you.

you arch into the him, nipples hard and dragging over his chest which gives you some extra stimulation. not that you need it, with the way his forearms are wrapped around your back and fingers are squeezing your ass. the plush fat of your cheeks spill between his fingers that are kneading them. he uses his grip on your ass to guide you up to meet him thrust for thrust, grinding harder. you have no idea how he’s stimulating so many parts of your body at once and you can feel yourself collapsing into a subspace so deep you’re not sure you’ll ever come out. your hands squeeze his sides, his back, his hair, whatever you can grab onto. your nails dig into his flesh, leaving marks as you try to ground yourself.

“ugh, gonna come sweetheart,” you hear him say. “gonna let me fill you up? hm? let me get you all nice and round with my baby?”

you feel your pussy flutter around him, milking his cock and trying to wring the cum straight out of him. iyou want him to fill you up, make you pregnant.

he keeps talking, like he needs the words to push him over the edge, “come on sweetheart, need you to tell me. tell me i can fill you up. tell me you want my baby. want you to make me a daddy.”

“want you to fill me up, jack. wanna make you a daddy,” you reply.

those words plus one more squeeze of your walls around his dick is all it takes for his cock to swell up and suddenly, he’s driving into you one last time, so deep. and he’s dumping every drop of his thick load straight into your womb. he keeps his cock pressed into your cervix at the deepest part. if he’s gonna breed you, he has to make sure it takes. maybe you guys need to go again, just to make sure.

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WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - cockwarming, fem!reader, established relationship

LYRIC: "say you can't sleep, baby, i know. that's that me espresso"

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it starts innocent as ever. except it really doesn’t. because nothing ever does when it comes to you and how you behave with jack abbot.

no, it wasn’t innocent how you woke up and went downstairs to where jack was still awake, with one thing in mind. or how you murmured a soft “can’t sleep” to him. or how you begged him in your sleepy voice just to sit on his dick. not even move, just sit still! you promised in your sweetest tone.

no, actually there was nothing innocent about the way you’re perched on his lap in just a tank top and with your little pajama shorts pulled to the side. 

no, it was not innocent at all that his cock is already inside you, hot and twitching. no matter how hard you or him tried to pretend like it was nothing.

your hips shift a little, just enough to get yourself more comfortable and just enough to make your breath hitch. just enough for you to sit snug on him, stretched full and so so deep, clenching softly every time you shift against him to make yourself more. and you try not to react the way his thick hands flex on your thighs.

“you’re really testing me right now, sweetheart,” he groans out under his breath, leaning in to press wet kisses on your neck, his eyes heavy with pleasure, and muscled legs spread wide on the couch.

his grip gets tighter as you continue to clench at the base of his cock, and he knows you know what you’re doing to him. because you look at him with wide eyes and a soft smile.

“stop,” he grunted, “this is what you asked for.”

you whine in response, grinding against him softly once more. this time jack exhales loudly but doesn’t say anything. you bite back a grin, taking it as a sign that you could keep going. you rock back and forth slowly, testing what he would allow. jack’s head hits the back of the couch and you know you’ve won.

you continue your movements, rolling your hips against his. jack finally caves in, not that he ever wasn’t going to, moving his hands to your hips and helping you move against him. you move your hands to his hair, tugging so that he lifts his head and looks at you. you keep eye contact with him for a moment before the overwhelming urge to kiss him takes over. your lips clash in a sloppy kiss, tongues moving erratically in each others mouth.

jack’s hips start moving as well, pushing up into you and catching your grinds each time. the extra movement feels good and jack’s mouth swallows the moan you let out.

you can feel the coil in your lower body tightening, meaning you’re close. you speed up your movements, trying to move against him even harder.

jack senses what you’re doing and moves his hands to your hair to pull you off his lips.

“nuh-uh sweetheart. you said you just wanted to sit. never said anything about cumming,”

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BAMBI’S 1K CELEBRATION

i totally understand what you’re asking me to do but i do have a genuine question 😭 when i see my posts they come up with a ‘view post’ tag and i just assumed everyone sees that as well. does it not come up with it in a dashboard/main tag page? if not, ill definitely change it all for you. i’m just asking bc i never really have thought about formatting in that sense before so i have no clue. thanks - bambi xx

WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - prone bone position, female!reader, lowkey younger!reader (isn’t mentioned but i always imagine it is), established relationship isn’t mentioned but can be read either way

LYRIC: "but i bet we'd have really good bed chem"

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"jack you're too deep," you cry out. or at least you try to. because your tongue is pushed up against his. any noise you make gets muffled by the sounds of slurping and saliva between your mouth and his.

"i know baby, i know," he coos back. he tips your jaw upwards to keep the kiss going while fucking his cock slowly into your poor hole, hitting deep. his chest presses against your back with one arm hooked around your neck.

he holds your face so he can control the messy kiss, his other hand clutching your own, holding you while his cock sucks deeper into your velvety walls. your pussy devours his cock, milking him with those creamy walls and making each thrust feel like heaven. he keeps his thrusts short so that he doesn't have to pull back for too long. he hates not having his cock not fill you even for a moment and wants to stay deep.

the thick head of his cock presses firmly against your sweet spot, putting pressure on your insides. you claw pathetically at his arm, you're too full. but he doesn't give you space, instead he stays buried inside, keeping you stuffed to the hilt.

"you can take it sweetheart. come on, be good for me,"

he fucks you fast and rough, punishing thrusts as he forces you to take what he gives. he bullies his way into your pussy, thrusting and thrusting into you until you're slick and soaking all over his cock. he keeps you pinned beneath his weight, chest plastered to your back, using his body to keep your legs to keep you spread open. and when you move your hands behind you, trying to claw at his massive arms, he just lets out a chuckle.

“nah, you’re not getting away that easy,”

he moves to lock a forearm around your throat, his thick muscles squeezing as he presses down harder on you, suffocating you with the weight of his chest. your head is all fuzzy as your vision glazes over, eyes rolled back and seeing stars. he grunts rough and exhales hard, fucking you hard. in this position you are all helpless and at his mercy. a mix of pleasure and pain coil low in your stomach, your poor body aching over all attention he’s giving you. it’s too much. you're all overstimulated and sobbing, whining and drooling. jack rewards your compliance with a drag of his tongue over the side of your neck.

your voice cracks when you beg him to cum inside you, "please."

he responds not with words, but by slamming his cock so deep into your cervix as you moan low and pitiful when you feel the warmth of his cum filling you up.

he whispers into your ear, "that's it, taking it like a good girl,”

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WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - oral (m!receiving), dom!reader, fem!reader, established relationship

LYRIC: "boy it's not that complicated, you should stay in my good graces"

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“you’re going on a what?!”

“a sabbatical. i’ll be gone for three months.”

“and you just thought to tell me this now?!”

you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. your boyfriend was going to fucking canada for three months.

“you could come with me, y’know?”

“i can’t just up and leave for fucking canada, robby!” or at least not with like two and a half weeks notice. you just cannot believe how selfish he is being right now! he's honestly getting on your last nerve.

"it's not that big of a deal. i'll be back before you know it," he tries to ease the tension.

"not that big of a fucking deal?!" you're running on flames by now. "you'll be gone! who's going to be here to cuddle at night? who's going to take me on date nights? who will i talk to about my day? no wait, here’s a better question. who in their right mind wants to wait three months to have sex again?" that last one just came out. it wasn't the most important thing but...well, it was definitely something.

"ahhh so that's what this is really about. you're not gonna miss me, just my cock," he smirks as he talks. he's cocky now.

“you’re an old man, you shouldn’t be so crude,” you cross your arms and frown. but you can’t hide the shade of red you’re beginning to turn. because he wants entirely wrong. you try to stand up, moving off the couch and going to busy yourself with something else but robby grabs your wrist and pulls you back down.

“come on, admit it. you’re gonna miss my cock,” he’s practically giddy, beaming wide and crinkled lines around his eyes as he looks at you. seriously, you don’t remember the last time you saw him this happy.

but you don’t want to admit it, and you also definitely don’t want to admit that when you look down to get away from his eye contact, you see his half hard cock in his pants and it makes you wet. but he catches your eye line and knows you too well. he uses his fingers to tilt your chin back up to look at him, and that’s when you get an idea. before he can ask why you’ve got a mischievous glint in your eyes, you’re dropping to the carpet, down on your knees between his legs.

“you don’t have to-” he begins to say.

“shut the fuck up and let me prove to you exactly why you should stay,” you say, grinding your teeth. you’re still pissed. but also incredibly turned on at the thought of convincing him to stay with a simple blowjob. so he shuts up and lets you take off his pants and boxers, his cock that is now fully hard springing out.

you begin by placing sloppy kisses on his reddened tip, gently licking ever so often. but you don’t want to tease him, well at least not tonight. no tonight, you want to make him cum harder than he ever has. you part your lips and lay your tongue out flat, looking up at him seductively as you do so. you wrap your lips around his cock, his head thrown back as he tries to suppress his groans. it doesn’t last long because as soon as he feels the first few inches slip into your mouth, he lets out a loud grunt. you smirk to yourself when you hear him.

you focus on your movements, taking robby into your mouth completely, hollowing your cheeks around him. every time your mouth reaches his swollen cockhead, you curl your tongue around the underside and lick it up to his slit that’s beading with precum. you hum against his length as his breathing grew more erratic.

when you look back up at him, his eyes are screwed shut. he’s lost in pleasure. or at least his is until you tap on his thigh, a way of telling him to look at you. his cock twitches in your throat when he makes eye contact with you, threatening to release as you look up at him through your big wide eyes and wet lashes. saliva is spilling from the corners of your mouth, dripping down his shaft to his balls and the last thing that’s on your mind is how it might be dripping onto the couch.

“gonna- gonna cum,” he grunts out.

his hips jerk as he gets closer, the hand on your head grips tighter in your hair. you push down faster, sucking harder, you want him to never forget what he’d be missing out on for three fucking months. it doesn’t take long for him to be spilling into your mouth, cum painting your throat and you pull back ever so slightly to swallow it all while keeping eye contact. you see his dick twitch, almost like he got hard again from just that.

you put your mouth around his cock one last time, doing one last bob of your head to ensure he’s spent. and you lick the sensitive underside of his head as you come back up, feeling the veins pulsing just under his skin, he’s so sensitive. you have to giggle at it

"did that change your mind yet? or do i have to do that again?"

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BAMBI’S 1K CELEBRATION

WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - oral (f!receiving), softdom!dennis, fem!reader, established relationship

LYRIC: “he pins you down on the carpet, makes paintings with his tongue”

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dennis licks a deep stripe up you, entrance to clit and a deep shudder pulls from your body. his tongue laps hungrily at your wetness, humming in satisfaction at the taste of you finally hitting his tongue. your hands fly to his hair, gripping tight as heat builds in your core.

landing on your clit, his tongue flicks softly. he wraps his lips around your sensitive clit, lazily sucking and drawings circles around it with his tongue, slurping up your sweet taste. he takes his time with it, loving the feeling of your soft pussy in his mouth, the sweet familiar taste of it, the way your body responds to the pleasure he’s giving you, arching into his face.

his big hands pull your thighs apart further, leaving you wide open for him. his licks turn into sucking, taking your clit into your mouth and your thigh muscle tenses.

“den, oh fuck! please…” his teeth graze it and you’re sure you saw stars. “ohmygodohmygodohmygod!”

he groans in response, the vibrations shooting straight into your core. he eats you out like he’s starving, lips wrapping around your clit and sucking hard. his mouth is relentless and the room is filled with wet, sloppy sounds as he laps at you, tongue flicking the bud in tight circles.

he’s so messy with it, pretty much making out with your pussy. his chin drips with your slick but he doesn’t care, he needs this just as much as you do, his brain fuzzy with need for you.

he begins languidly licking at your glistening folds, nipping and sucking at wherever he can get to. he nudges your clit with the tip of his beautiful nose as his tongue pokes just inside your dripping hole. his tongue dips deeper, thrusting inside your hole and shallowly fucking you. he curls his tongue just right and it makes your toes curl. your walls clench around him, juices coating and dripping down his chin.

“you taste so delicious, baby. oh my god,” he pulls away for just a second to catch his breath, your juices shining on his face as he smiles up at you.

he goes back to the rough licks he was doing before. he licks another full stripe up you, pulling back and blowing cool air over your clit. you scream out in pleasure.

you could tell you were close. your hands jump into his hair, clawing at his scalp. your legs tremble in his grip, moans getting higher pitched, your eyes squeeze shut as you cum. he’s relentless, licking you to your orgasm, making your hips jump. the orgasm rips through you, your whole body seizing up and your hips buck up into his mouth while you gush, sobbing dennis’ name.

dennis drinks all your juices up, tongue working you through your spasms, he doesn’t stop until you're a trembling mess and letting out strained whimpers. it’s only when you start pushing his head away that he finally lift his head, lips shiny with your cum and juices, eyes sparkling with triumph. 

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SHORT N’ SWEET - A 1K FOLLOWERS SPECIAL

- TASTE: dennis whitaker

- GOOD GRACES: michael robinavitch

- BED CHEM: jack abbot

- ESPRESSO: jack abbot

- JUNO: jack abbot

- 15 MINUTES: dennis whitaker

- BUSY WOMAN: michael robinavitch

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finally, thank you all so so much for 1k followers !!!!! i’m so grateful that you guys love my content <3 second of all, this is a little late, i hit 1k a couple of days ago but i was offline for a weekish so i missed it :( basically, my requests will be put on hold (or i will be posting less of them) while i get these out. hope everyone who is waiting for a request understands !!! tysm !!

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THE PITT

- JACK ABBOT

good mornings

shut your fucking mouth

happy birthday

cowboy

de-stressing

lazy afternoons

the young, new pretty resident

baby-trapping part two

a little surprise

your favorite ride

after a difficult shift

munch

cry baby

neighbor!jack part two part three

drunk on it

bed chem (1k celebration)

espresso (1k celebration)

juno (1k celebration)

- MICHAEL ROBINAVITCH

cum inside

let go for me

good graces (1k celebration)

- DENNIS WHITAKER

makeout sessions

headcannons

just the tip

taste (1k celebration)

15 minutes (1k celebration)

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MCU

- BOB REYNOLDS

coercing

- JOAQUIN TORRES

goodbyes

comes home from a mission

the most jealous guy you know

lazy afternoons

he needs to protect you

headcannons

needy

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OUTERBANKS

- RAFE CAMERON

he can't keep his hands to himself

wearing a dress you know he'll like

yacht days

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PJO

- LUKE CASTELLAN

midnights are for sneaking out

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MISCELLANEOUS

- ANDREW 'POPE' CODY

too big

WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - size kink, dacryphilia kink tbh, dumbification kink if you squint, soft dom!pope, fem!reader

A/N: first time writing for pope, sexy mf. also i’ve never seen animal kingdom so hopefully i do him justice :)

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you're busy trying to let your body relax and let him in. because, holy fuck, he's so big. way too big.

“f–fuck,” you whine out, your hands clutching onto his shoulders, “it's too big, andy...”

“shh, you've got this baby. i've got you,” he soothes you while pressing kisses to your flushed face. his lips wipe away every trace of the tears that had fallen from your eyes, “aw, it's okay. you're doing so well for me.”

the air leaves your lungs and ragged whimpers crawl up your throat every time he forces another inch deeper into your tight pussy. and he's massive, filling you so perfectly that you feel your insides stretching to their absolute limit. 

“i know baby, i know,” he coos into your ear. his voice strains and is thick with the effort of holding back. he's being so patient with you. “just breathe for me, okay baby? fuck, just breathe. let me in, yeah?”

“you're doing so well for me, baby. so good, i'm almost there,” he's praising you all soft with trembling whispers. he plants more gentle kisses all over your tear-stained cheeks. “i'm gonna go in a little deeper, okay? just a little more, almost there.”

you nod your head, gripping his shoulders harder now. you claw at his back and force him closer to you by wrapping your legs around his hips. you're urging him deeper. he sinks into you deeper, all the way to the hilt in one smooth and heavy thrust. it makes your eyes roll back, a strangled moan escaping your throat. 

he's so big you swear you can feel him in your stomach, feeling the way your guts rearrange to fit his shape. your pussy molds and squeezes around him. andrew moves his head down, whimpering on your chest and soaking your skin with a mixture of drool and tears.

“there we go,” andrew says, his forehead against your chest still, “taking me so fucking good, f-fuck, baby. still so fucking tight, fuck.”

he pulls back slowly, the friction making your hips arch off the bed, and then he drives right back in. every inch of him slides against your gummy walls with a perfect fit, hitting that special sweet spot of yours every time he bottoms out. every time he bottoms out, his hips slap against yours with a wet sound that echoes in such a way that has you all worked up. 

“oh wow, i can't. you're so tight,” he slurs, his eyes blown wide with pleasure. “so, so perfect for me.”

his hands cling to your flesh, pawing at your hips, your ass, your waist, anything he can grab on to. his hands caress a path down your legs, hiking them onto his shoulders to get an even deeper angle. the shift allows andrew to bury himself to the all the way into the deepest part of you. he grinds into you as he sinks deeper and you let out a high-pitched cry, your fingers tangling in his hair.

he's moving faster now, hitting that spot again and again. the one that makes your vision go blurry and your toes curl into the air. you've hardly started to warn him of your impending orgasm when he delivers one brutal, final thrust, sinking so hard inside you that the oxygen is pulled from your lungs. your breath comes in ragged sobs, your vision spotting with white shapes as you spill you cum all around him.

and that's all it takes for andrew to let go. he growls and sobs and repeats your name, all while cumming so much that his seed starts to leak out around the base of his cock. he fills you to the absolute brim, spurting ropes deep inside you.

WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - dumbification kink, p in v, porn w/o plot, fem!reader, age gap not mentioned but implied!

A/N: a lil smth smth while i finish my requests ;)

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the slick sounds of jack's skin slapping against your own fills the room as he thrusts in and out of you at a brutal pace. your fingers grip at his shoulders as you let out soft moans and whimpers. he hits that spot deep inside you harder and harder, over and over again. you can’t help the way your eyes roll into the back of your head as your back arches into him, nails scratching along the skin of his back that was damp with sweat.

“feel good, huh, sweetheart?” jack grunts. you whine loudly in response. one of your hands leave his shoulder to twist into the bedsheets beneath you. “come on, be a good girl and use your words.”

“oh my, fuck. oh my god…” you moan out. your other hand falls off his body, both hands going slack at your sides as jack's gaze pierces down at you.

“yeah? do i make you feel good, baby?” he asks you, slowing his strokes so that you can answer. yet he stills continues to push inside of you deeper.

you nod frantically, your eyes unable to focus on anything. there's drool slipping from your lips and down your chin.

“aw sweetheart, look at you. all pathetic and drunk on my cock.”

you attempt response, only to cut yourself off with a moan. your hands move so that your nails are digging into jack's biceps now. with another deep thrust, jack’s grip moves, one of his big hands to sliding up to squeeze at your tit. he pinches and tugs at your hard nipple. you whimper at the contact, mouth stuck open while more drool forming at the corners of your mouth. you try lifting one of your weak legs to try and wrap it around jack's body.

“fee- feels sooo...” your words trail off into another moan.

“aw am i fucking you so good that you're forgetting your words?” jack coos at you. "if you can't talk, let's give this mouth something else to do, yeah?" his hand moves away from your tit and he instead pushes two fingers against your wet lips.

“open up for me sweetheart,” he orders. you're quick to obey, parting your lips and taking his fingers into your mouth. you suck hard, drooling and making a mess around them.

“such good girl for me," he grunts. "you like sucking on my fingers while i’m fucking you dumb, don’t you?”

you don't answer, eyes fluttering shut, overwhelmed from the way he's fucking you. but jack doesn't like that. he shoves his fingers into your mouth deeper, hitting the back of your throat. it forces you to gag around him, eyes opening back up.

"what did i just ask you? hm?" he waits for you to respond.

you nod and hum against his fingers. that seems to satisy jack and he pulls his fingers back slightly. you let your eyes flutter shut once again as he continues his assault, pounding into your dripping pussy as another pool of drool slides down his fingers from you mouth.

The only "proof" i've ever seen to show that he is pro-israel is that he is against oct. 7, which doesn't make someone pro-israel. I am pro palestine & against what happened oct 7. It was disgusting. Israeli civilians were gang raped and sexually mutilated in horrible ways.

And, I don't have twitter but "zionist tracker" just sounds like a dog whistle, esp if they're posting people who are just talking about being jewish, or are jewish..

I'm kinda disappointed in how you were talking about it / your proof :/

He has been pro palestine since 2023 at least, he just also doesn't agree w a terrorist organization murdering people.

I am pro-palestine and disagree with innocent israeli civilians being raped & murdered for being israeli.

this will be the last time i mention noah wyle’s stance because first of all, i am not him. and no one except him knows his true stance. second of all, i am here to write about fictional characters, not real people.