Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
//Modern day AU and he is a loser🙂↕️❤️ my mootie has shared tons of fanarts of loserttore so he has been on my mind all week. So obv i had to try and draw him to get him out of my head. Also ive never drawn acne before so pls dont mind it if it looks bad, i tried 💔//
HIII!! first of all, hope u have an amazing day!! I wish to request some fives x fem!reader fluff.. anything you have in mind. Just. Fluff.
Bad At Casual
Fives x reader
description: stream of consciousness fluff tbh, you and Fives are in a friends with benefits situation but realize you both want more
warnings: very mild suggestiveness
The thing about Fives was that he seemed impossible for you to keep at a distance. You had tried, at first. You'd both tried. Your arrangement was a pretty simple one: late nights when he was between campaigns, easy kisses, laughter muffled into pillows, and absolutely no promises because neither of you felt like you had any right to make them.
But he'd been spending more time with you lately. And leaving things at your place like he was expecting to come back to you regularly. A spare set of blacks folded badly in the corner of your drawer and a half-empty bottle of soap in your shower that you were pretty sure he only pretended to use because he liked using yours better.
Honestly, you probably should've minded, given how casual this was supposed to be, but you didn't. Instead, you'd started buying the caf he liked just to keep it stocked for him and counting down the days until he was supposed to get back from campaigns.
Now, he was stretched out beneath you on your couch, his hands kneading your hips gently as you straddled him. His armor had long since been abandoned in a careless pile by the door and his curls were mussed from your fingers.
"You're thinking too loud," Fives was murmuring against your mouth, squeezing your hips. "Something important or am I just not kissing you hard enough to distract you?"
You huffed a laugh against his lips, your fingers slipping into his hair again to watch his eyes flutter half-closed. "Maybe both," you teased. "Maybe you're losing your touch."
Fives made an offended sound, but was grinning anyway. "Losing my touch? That’s what you’re accusing me of? After all I've done for you?"
You raised an eyebrow. "You mean leaving your boots where I can trip over them?"
"That's strategic," he retorted teasingly. "Keeps you on your toes."
"Pretty sure it keeps me on the floor," you shot back with an eyeroll.
Fives laughed, sliding one arm up your back to press you closer to him. "Come on. Whose arms do you fall into every time?"
"You were in the kitchen last time," you pointed out, though you allowed him to tuck you closer, your chest pressed against his.
"Emotionally," he said, completely solemn, "I was there."
You laughed fondly, and Fives looked so pleased with himself that you simply had no choice but to kiss the smugness off his face. That was the plan, anyway, but the kiss went soft too quickly, slow and languid as his arms locked around you to keep you close.
When you pulled back, his eyes were still half-lidded, his smile smaller now. He stared at you quietly for a moment, and you tilted your head slightly. "What?" you murmured.
"Nothing," he replied, his thumb brushing along your side. "Just missed this."
You smiled fondly, your gaze flicking over his face affectionately as you kept playing with his curls. "Me too."
You were both quiet for a long moment until you noticed the way that Fives' small faltered just slightly like he was getting caught up with some thought. You tried for a tease to break the moment. "…You know, I think maybe we're getting worse at this friends with benefits thing."
Fives exhaled through his nose, his smile coming back, though there was still something thoughtful in his expression. "Maybe," he said, tracing lazy shapes at the small of your back. "Can't say I'm entirely certain why we're doing casual anyway."
You blinked down at him, surprised. "Because that was the point…?"
"Maybe at first," he admitted, his voice low, leaning up closer to you till his nose brushed yours. "But, baby, I don't think I've been very casual about you for a while."
Your breath caught as his lips skimmed your jaw, tender enough to make your whole body soften against him. "Well then maybe this should be...you know. Not casual," you mumbled, just a little tentatively.
Fives pulled back again, slipping his hand up to the back of your head to tangle in your hair, gently tugging you down till your forehead touched his. "Mm." He hummed agreement. "Thought it'd be easier this way," he admitted. "So…it's been months of trying to…trying to pretend like…"
"Like this isn't more?" you finished quietly.
His grip tightened around you. "Yeah."
You swallowed and then smiled, small and shaky. "...So let's not pretend," you murmured. "We're both bad at it. And it kinda seems like you've set up semi-permanent camp here anyway."
Fives huffed quietly. "Semi-permanent?" He searched your face for a moment, brushing his thumb over your cheekbone. Suddenly, he laughed quietly. "Thinking about it, I guess we gave up on the casual thing a while ago."
You grinned, leaned into his touch, and nodded. "Guess so."
Fives hummed and gently pulled you down into another kiss, slow and smiling, one hand warm on your cheek while the other settled at your waist. You melted into him with a soft sigh, your fingers tightening in his hair as he kissed you once, twice, then again.
When you finally pulled back a little, Fives chased your mouth with a quiet laugh. "So," he murmured, lips brushing yours, "permanent camp?"
You smiled against him. "Don't push it." But you kissed him again anyway.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
A little scene happening in my Story I’m working on, Hira and Dai are playing a clapping game the kids in the camp made up together tho are getting interrupted by a Trooper looking for directions.
Rev is looking for his new Commander, not realizing that he’s standing right in front of him. xD
Dai is a new side character based of of my buddy @daidrm :D
You’re getting a cameo appearance bro! As a little thanks for letting me borrow your Squad for this and so much more! xD
I really hope I get to write more, it’s been so long T^T
A little scene happening in my Story I’m working on, Hira and Dai are playing a clapping game the kids in the camp made up together tho are getting interrupted by a Trooper looking for directions.
Rev is looking for his new Commander, not realizing that he’s standing right in front of him. xD
Dai is a new side character based of of my buddy @daidrm :D
You’re getting a cameo appearance bro! As a little thanks for letting me borrow your Squad for this and so much more! xD
I really hope I get to write more, it’s been so long T^T
how clone characters tease you in public (my headcanons)
a/n: such bad behavior..
fem reader
warnings: suggestive content
hunter has that dark, hungry stare where you know exactly what he’s thinking—that he just wants to eat you alive, but he’s holding himself back until later, in complete private. you grow warm under his gaze as it travels down your body, outlining your figure with intentional, lingering slowness. “quit that,” you chide him. he meets your eyes and tilts his head to the side, smirking ever so slightly. “just lookin’ at my girl,” he rasps.
tech doesn’t strike anyone, including himself, as a pda type of guy. his blank expression brushes off most suspicion, because all his teasing is under the table. it’s hidden in plain sight when he holds your hand and lightly trails his fingers up your wrist. sitting across from him is just as dangerous when his boot brushes yours, and he hooks his ankle around your chair leg to drag you closer, avoiding your gaze with a reddening blush.
wrecker plays on his size kink when he’s in the mood for some risk. he’s big and he’s proud of it, coming up to stand right behind you as his burly hands find your waist with a gentle squeeze. you feel him press his hips up against your ass, where the heavy length of his cock rubs and teases and digs into you through your clothes. you look up at him, wide-eyed and innocent, and he grins down at you like he knows he’s trouble.
crosshair is all about discretion. he wears a bored expression to deter suspicion as his long, careful fingers trail down your lower back, only pausing its movements when you narrow your eyes at him. he smirks and tilts his head to the side like he’s asking what you’re looking at, which brings out your soft chuckle. you shake your head and turn back around, feeling him inch his hand down lower and lower, closer to your ass.
echo baits you into getting dirty flashbacks while he fakes oblivion, a playful little trick. your breath hitches when he kneels to the ground to fix the clasp on your shoes and looks up with round, desperate eyes, his fingers lacing with yours the same way he does before he’s about to bury his tongue between your legs. he knows what you’re thinking, but when he opens his mouth to speak, he murmurs, “help me up?”
wolffe likes to tease and control at the same time, purposefully riling you up so that he can string your desperation along for his pleasure. it’s his little game. he stands behind you and pushes his boot between your feet planted on the ground, spreading them out to create room for his leg to fit between yours. you giggle and lean back on him, slowly lifting your leg to rub your heel against his calf. his hands find your hips, gripping you firmly in a silent warning not to tease him back.
fox loves your neck. touching it, kissing it, grabbing it…he holds back in public, but his guilty pleasure often slips when he places his hand on the back of your neck, gripping you firmly to pull you into him when other people get too close for his comfort. he gives you a gentle little squeeze and slowly strokes his thumb against your skin, his gaze nervously darting around before he leans down to drop a kiss where he’s holding you.
cody loves teasing you by getting close…but never close enough. the subtle smile on his face tells you that he knows what he’s doing, too. he holds your chin and leans in for a kiss on the mouth, instead pressing his lips to your cheek and jaw area. he wraps a firm hand around your waist and slides it up high, just underneath the underside of your breast. any closer and he’d be able to grab it, but he knows the time and place.
mayday calmly traps you against the counter or bartop you’re leaning on, bracing both hands against it as he frames your body with his arms. he holds eye contact, slowly smiling when he lets his gaze dart down to your lips, and he leans forward with a deep, quiet tone rumbling through your conversation. you shiver as he speaks into your ear and gently rubs your forearms, pulling back to see the flushed look on your face.
rex keeps a hand on your thigh, occasionally rubbing gently with some affectionate squeezes to your knee. the sweetness quickly shifts when you feel his touch slide inward, up toward your pelvis, closer and closer to where you crave him the most. you squirm a bit and try to close your legs, but he holds them open with the firmness in his grip, a hungry pressure digging into your skin. “so fuckin’ soft…” he groans under his breath.
fives can always be seen leaning over to whisper dirty things in your ear, but you two are the only ones who know what he’s really saying behind that smirk. his lips are curved devilishly as he reaches for your jaw and pulls your face close. “you look so fuckin’ good, baby…” he murmurs, nipping at your earlobe, and then he lowers his voice even deeper, whispering, “let’s go home so i can take that dress off, hm? how’s that sound?”
kix teases you with light kisses and sweet compliments peppered wherever he can reach. he kisses you on the cheek, trailing his mouth down to nibble on your jawline as he whispers, “have i told you how pretty you look tonight?” you hum under your breath, laughing a bit. “yes, but tell me again,” you whisper back. he drops his lips down to your shoulder blade, his fingers brushing your collarbones. “you’re beautiful.”
jesse loves stealing touches to your ass. he slips his hand into your back pocket and pulls you into him, kissing your temple as he slowly caresses you. “fuckin’ love this ass,” he murmurs shamelessly, giving you a quick squeeze that he just can’t resist. “jesse…” you scold him, trying to suppress your giggle. “mm, i know,” he leans down to whisper in your ear. his hand lightly taps you before sliding up to your hip, rubbing circles.
hardcase hugs you from the side with one hand and rubs deep, slow strokes from your waist to your chest area. he does this while pressing kisses to the top of your head, mumbling “fuck, you’re pretty…” into your hair as he lets his lips linger on you. and he loves taking a good risk, so you’re not surprised when his hand slips under your top to continue his affectionate rubbing over your bare skin, but you gasp softly all the same.
gregor teases you with preliminary dirty talk and little promises he’s sure to deliver on later. “look at you—driving me crazy in that dress…” he rasps under his breath, “you better save your energy for tonight.” you giggle and lean forward on your elbows. “yeah, what for?” you ask him in a soft, teasing tone that makes him grin and wink at you, his lips sealed otherwise. “can’t tell you,” he whispers, “it’ll ruin the surprise.”
howzer teases you by letting you tease him. he throws his head back with a smile when you touch his stomach and abs, just barely grazing your fingers over this area but still riling him up all the same. “fuck, i love that,” he whispers, folding his hand over yours to move your hand lower, a bold move that makes you gasp quietly. but he just keeps your hand on his lower stomach, caressing his thumb over your skin.
emerie guides your hands where she wants them. as shy and reserved as you know her to be, she has a more direct side to her that comes out when you least expect it. she hides a smile as she moves your hand down her hip, lacing her fingers over yours to keep them loosely interlinked. “you think i don’t know what you’re doing?” you tease her. she turns her head so that your lips are nearly touching. “i’m counting on it that you do.”
Obi-Wan, hiding a picture of Satine behind his back: remember Ahsoka, attachments are not the Jedi way
Anakin, face-calling Padme: he's right, Snips, we're forbidden to love
Aayla Secura, her face three inches from Bly's: yes, for the greater good we cannot form attachments, Padawan Tano
Plo Koon, drinking out of the Galaxy's Best Dad mug that Wolffe gave him: they're right, little 'Soka, listen to them
Ahsoka: ...
Ahsoka: I need to get off this ship
Rex, on his fourth cup of caf that morning, fighting off a migraine, and So Done With Jedi: right behind you
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Personalities fully inspired by Echo and Fives..maybe i should give my clone boys more love. Theyre part of a clone battalion me and my friend created, and id love to talk about them more!!
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
discoholicmusic
baratheonpilled
turnnoffyourmind
stormborns
gummygunk
snowghoul
s-u-f-j-a-n-s-t-e-v-e-n-s
izzy806
