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Description: It's pure smut under here, you have been warned
NSFW Alphabet
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Elrond is so sweet, he checks in with you, brings you water, a towel, a snack, anything you want he’s on it. After you both are cleaned up, he likes just laying there with you in his arms, his fingers gently running up and down your back, until you both fall asleep.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Elrond takes pride in his appearance, but his favorite part of himself is his lips, they allow him to speak, to do his job, and to compliment you. He loves it when you trace them, or the way you whimper when they latch onto your neck.
For you, Elrond loves your eyes. He loves how expressive they are, how the color reminds him of the beauty of Middle-Earth, and the heated looks you give him, when he whispers in your ear.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Elrond is a pretty neat person, he doesn’t like to make a mess, so he prefers coming inside you. On the rare occasions that he’s “jealous” (feeling insecure) he likes to cum on your chest, there’s something about seeing his seed dripping down your skin, that makes him feel reassured that your heart is his.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
This fantasy came into his mind when he was trying to control his insecurity while you were forced to talk with an obnoxious elflord who’d been trying to court you.
He imagined grabbing you and bending you over the nearest thing he could find and rutting into you in front of everyone. He would keep going until you were babbling his name and begging for him to never stop. Letting everyone know you were his and see how good he made you feel.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
So, if we go by Tolkien’s lore for elves and sex, he shouldn’t have an experience at all, considering elves don’t mate until they’re married, but Tolkien is dead. (RIP King, you literally invented the high fantasy genre) so I’m gonna say he’s not a manwhore, but he knows what he’s doing.
Face card never declined by the humans who want a taste of something different, and he’s a young, handsome, and respectful elf, he’s wooed his fair share of elf maidens.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Elrond loves being able to look at you, so any position where you're face to face is his favorite. If he had to choose, he’d probably go with missionary, it’s simple and sweet, but allows him to view all your reactions.
He definitely won’t turn down your back against his chest, while he fucks you in front of a mirror, though.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He’s serious the very first time, only because you’re trusting him with your body, and he doesn’t want to hurt you. After that he’s so sweet and silly, he teases, he praises, he coos at your whines when you’re overstimulated.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Like I said earlier, he’s a neat man, well groomed, and matching the hair on his head.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He’s so romantic, every time he gets to be intimate with you is a blessing from the Valar. He loves going the extra mile and making you comfortable. It’s not always candles and rose petals, but he never puts you in a position or situation where you would be exposed or uncomfortable.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Okayyyyy, part of me thinks he has phenomenal control, but another part of me feels like he craves you 24/7. Since he can’t have you 24/7, he jacks off pretty frequently. It’s literally the hottest thing to listen to, and you often try and catch him while he’s doing it, just to hear the moans he makes.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Y’all already know I think this man has a praise kink, it’s practically my claim to fame. He’s spent his life being looked down on by pureblood elves. No matter how hard he works, or how great his achievements are, it’s never enough for them. So, when you compliment his skills, his achievements, or how well he makes elvenkind seem, he melts. It’s the easiest way to make him putty in your hands.
He loves when you seduce him. Something about the idea of you desiring him so much that you’re willing to act out of character in order to gain his attention gets his blood pumping.
Also, he’s a very audial man, he wants to hear what he’s doing to you, it reassures him, and majorly turns him on.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
His favorite place is his bedroom in Lindon, it’s private and it has his bed. Which is huge and the softest thing you’ve ever felt. Looking at you, flushed, and breathing hard for him, smelling your scent on his sheets afterwards, is heaven for him.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
He can keep his composure through most things, but when you praise him over another elf, he’s holding his parchment in front of him and ushering you to his room.
What do I mean by this? Say an elflord was attempting to court you, and you turned him down, telling Elrond how much stronger, smarter, and handsomer he is than that man has he's struggling to keep from bending you over and railing you.
Or if you kiss his cheek and brush his earlobe, it’s game over.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He refuses to do anything that would hurt you, physically or emotionally, and he won’t share you.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
This man loves to give, the taste of you, the feel of your warmth on his tongue, the sounds you make? He’s ground his hips into the bed as he went down on you, cumming untouched, just from your taste and sounds.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He can be anything you ask for, and it almost always feels sensual, there’s something about the care he touches you with, even when he’s rough, that make you feel loved.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He loves getting to take his time with you, but when either of you is in need of a release, he’s more than happy to press you against a wall and rut into you until you’re both moaning. Lips crashed together to try and muffle the sound.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Elrond will try the equivalent of roleplay with you, and he doesn’t mind a quickie in the field where he writes or at night in an isolated part of the gardens.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
So, Tolkien said that elf sex is “intense,” and that it “doesn’t last long” but I’m gonna throw that last part out. Elrond is a machine, he can go round after round and recovers quickly, always ready for more if you’re willing.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
I think the only “toy” he owns is maybe a scarf for roleplays, where you pretend to be captured, and he’s your handsome savior. But besides that, no, he prides himself on being able to give you pleasure on his own.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He’s a tease, but he never makes you wait too long, he hates to deprive you of anything, and often gives in as soon as you began to pout.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Like I mentioned in J this man sounds *beautiful,* he’s not particularly loud, but he runs his mouth, he’ll moan, whine, beg, groan, whimper, anything and everything falls from his lips.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He has this fantasy of bending you over his desk, and rutting into you, just completely losing control, and fucking you so hard, half the kingdom can hear you crying his name.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
(Humble) Big dick energy, it’s long and thick with a curve that hits right where you need it.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Before he met you, not very high, he’d jack off occasionally, but he put all his energy into work. Then he met you, and all his fantasies featured you. Once you were courting, though? It skyrocketed.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Elrond always waits until you’re clean and comfortable, then he waits till you fall asleep before he falls asleep himself.
Tag list: @nyctophilic0vitnir, @elronds-pointy-ears, @thesolarangel, @elrondscalaquendi
@thesolarangel I accidentally deleted your question😭, but no I do not have an A03 account right now, but I am in the process of making one!! I’ll make sure to tag you when I finally have one
Warnings: Smut, Fingering and oral(reader receiving), unprotected sex(please wrap before you tap)
Translations: Nin Meleth- My Love, Fenedhis- Fuck, Gen Melin- I love you
You walked down the halls of the living quarters, smiling at all the staff warmly. Everyone wanted to keep the energy optimistic for the Gil-Galad’s speech later, since nobody knew what it was about. But, as you kept moving down the hall swerving around people rushing about and carrying equipment, yet there was one face you didn’t see smiling at you. In fact, you didn’t see him at all, and after asking around it appears no one had.
You made your way to the only place in that he could be unbothered by the rest of the world without uttering a word to anyone about it, your focus purely on finding him and making sure he was okay. You went to open the door only to find that it was locked, meaning you were right, he’s definitely in there. Your hand came up to knock softly on the wood of the door to his quarters, “Elrond? Are you in there?”
You heard some shuffling about but there was no response so you spoke up again, “Nin meleth it’s me, open up”, you heard more movement and then a thud followed by a muffled curse in elvish. You similed to yourself knowing that he probably dropped a textbook. However, your smile dropped when the door was opened and you laid eyes upon the man in front of you.
He looked a sickly pale, his grey-blue eyes seemed clouded over with something you couldn’t quite place a finger on but you were sure whatever it was, it wasn’t good. When he reached out to grab you you felt that his hands were cold but clammy, strikingly different from his usual warm touch that greeted your soft skin. He pulled you towards him and as collided with his chest and his arms wrapped around you, you couldn’t help but notice his quivering body and the irregular breaths that fanned across your neck and collarbone while he tucked his head into your neck, inhaling your scent.
You opted to stay quiet momentarily and just hold him close against you, knowing he would eventually open up to you about what was going on behind those hazy grey-blue eyes. After a while, you felt his breath even out to a more normal pace and then you pulled back to look him in the eyes, finally able to grasp an idea of what emotion his eyes felt, he looked …scared?
“Elrond, what’s wrong? what happened?” you said finally speaking up as your eyes scanned over his face and body for any indicators that could answer your question. He merely shook his head, pulling you closer and releasing a shaky breath. He knew he couldn’t hide anything from you, you were probably the only person who could see right through his facade the only person who can calm him.
“Nothing happened I just-” he started, feeling his throat close over and his mouth dry as he looked to the ceiling before finishing “I’m nervous”. He looked down to meet your gaze again, you couldn’t believe he had just said that and you were more than sure your expression said that, it was confirmed however when Elrond looked at you and inhaled shakily.
“You’re nervous? My poet, The high king chose you to write his speech for a reason?Why would you be nervous?” your expression softening quickly as you reassured him, holding the shaking man in your arms close to you, a hand raising to rest on his chest over his heart.
He sighed, “I know, I know it’s foolish, but I can’t help it. What if it doesn’t flow off the tongue right, what if he doesn’t like what I’ve wrote down, what if-“ He stopped to take a deep breath and get up,moving away from you and pacing the room as he spoke.
You knew he was frustrated, he wanted every one of his speeches to be outstanding and this time it wasn’t just any old speech. You understood where he was coming from, he was scared that this could ruin his reputation but you never thought it would come to this.
“Nin meleth,I get it, okay, but you can’t think like that. The king will be proud of your speech no matter what, you just have to believe in yourself and your writing.” You moved to him as he now leaned against the wooden desk. taking his face in your hands, forcing him to look at you, “whatever happens happens, you can’t control that”. You placed a kiss on his lips as your hands fell to his shoulders and his found themselves resting on your hips.
You could still feel him trembling as he held you, “Elrond calm yourself. Now, is there anything I can do to help?” you spoke softly looking at him with such a look of innocence his breath stuck in his throat momentarily, but then a knock on the door brought him back to reality “Lord Elrond the high king requested that his speech be delivered within the hour” one of the elves spoke through the door. Great, just as you had managed to calm him down, you thought.
“I can’t do this, my stomach feels like thousands of worms” he muttered against the skin of your shoulder, pulling your body flush against his as he began covering your shoulder in kisses. One hand resting on the curve of your ass the other on the middle of your back, holding you to him as he began to trail his kisses up your neck.
You tipped your head back giving him more space, as a breathy moan escaped your lips, “that’s just the nerves, you’ll be fine I promise.” you breathed as your fingers worked their way into his brown hair, your other hand resting on his cloaked shoulder. He continued his work on your neck a loud moan falling from your lips as your grip on his hair tightened when he sunk his teeth into the sweet spot above your collarbone.
“I know one way to settle my nerves” Elrond whispered as his lips caught yours again in a passionate kiss, his hands sliding up your body before resting around your waist then moving to the hem of your shirt, tugging over your head. You gasped into the kiss and Elrond took the chance to slip his tongue into yours, quickly gaining dominance over you. He usually wasn’t this rough, but you could tell it was what he needed.
He pulled back from the kiss to take his own shirt off as the room seemed to suddenly get hotter when he saw your bra drop to the floor, leaving the top half of you exposed. He stared at you like you were the most beautiful sunset that was ever seen in Eregion. He pulled you back towards him by the waist of your trousers and started kissing down your neck again occasionally sucking and biting the delicate skin, marking you as his. He kept marking your neck and chest until he got to your chest where he reached around your back and undid your undergarment. He held the left one, toying with your nipple in his hand as he kissed the skin of the right one, his breath making your nipple harden. You just wanted him to touch you, already growing desperate, “Elrond please” you whined.
“Patience” was all he said as you mewled pushing yourself closer to him as he looked at you with a smirk. You were basically dripping at that point you needed him to touch you, to do something. He stood up from where he was seated on his vanity and instead placed you there. He then leaned down to your chest again taking your right nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting on it as he felt you writhe about in his arms. He left a few more hickies splayed across your soft, perfect chest before kissing and biting his way down your stomach while he moved to his knees in front of you.
He pulled back and looked at you as you watched intently while he undid your pants before pulling them down your legs slowly. Once he pulled them off of you he spread your legs and moved closer in between them, he could see how turned on you were. A sweet wet pool forming between your thighs. He slowly ran his hands up your legs before coming to rest on your thighs as your breath hitched. He moved closer to your face as his lips hovered over yours, “so eager” he whispered before kissing you deeply, you once again wrapped your arms around his shoulders pulling him closer to you as the kiss you rougher.
You felt his hand move from your thigh to your heat as he began to rub slow circles on your clit over your underwear, you gasped into the kiss while Elrond caught your lower lip between his teeth. He pushed harder on your clit as he felt you arch your back. Without pulling back from the kiss he moved his hand away from your clit, causing you to let out a whine of disapproval until he pulled your underwear off, leaving you naked and vulnerable in front of him.
His hand dipped in between your thighs, a finger dragged up your slit, you pulled back letting out a moan and looking him in the eyes as he gathered your wet on his fingertip, before removing his hand and raising it to his mouth, sucking on it while keeping eye contact with you as a low moan left him. Your mouth dropped open and you were sure you hadn’t seen anything so sexy before, if you were wet before you were dripping now.
“Sweeter than honey wine” Elrond whispered as he kissed you again, allowing you to taste a hint of yourself. The nervous man who was in front of you moments ago was gone and had been replaced by a new man, full of confidence and was ready to fuck the brains out of you at any given point.
He moved down to rest between your legs, pulling them apart and looking at your dripping heat in front of his face.
“Look at how eager you are for me” he rasped before slipping one finger into you slowly and watching as your body gripped it, “You we’re made for me as the mines were made for Durin.” Your laugh at his comparison quickly turned into a moan as you felt his long finger curl inside of you, giving you a feeling of ecstasy before replying to him “Yes Elrond, I was made for you and only you” you whined out as you felt him push another finger into your tight hole.
You felt his breath fan over your thighs as you looked down and saw his face between your legs you felt you couldn’t look away. So you watched as his tongue stuck out and firmly flicked across your sensitive clit, while he looked up at you, fingers still pumping in and out of your tight pussy while his tongue circled your clit.
Your moans grew louder and louder and then he removed his fingers from you and held them up to your mouth, you saw the way they glistened in the light, coated in your slick. Elrond started sucking on your clit making you moan out before taking his fingers out and putting them to your tongue. Elrond couldn’t help but moan at your taste, sending vibrations through your body.
You felt him lick a firm stripe up your slit before circling your clit and moving back down to start tongue fucking you. His hands wrapped about your thighs pulling you closer to his face as he began eating you out vigorously, you saw his brown falling around his face and his eyes staring right up at you, loving the reactions you were giving him. Your head fell back onto your shoulders as you moaned out loudly, “Yes Elrond, fenedhis that feels so good!”
Your moans began to get closer together and higher in pitch, Elrond pulled back shoving his fingers back into you, making you cry out, “Please Nin meleth, come for me” you simply nodded rapidly saying his name over and over as he began sucking on your clit again, pumping his fingers in and out quickly, bringing you closer to your high. When your legs began to shake he removed his fingers again and held your thighs apart as he feverishly ate you out. He let out a groan as he felt you come all over his tongue, just like he asked.
He pulled back and you looked at him, his hair was messy from your thighs wrapped around him and your slick covered the lower half of his face as he licked his lips with a smirk before pulling you into a kiss before lifting your shaking body off of the vanity and turning you around in front of it to look in the mirror. Elrond placed his hand on the back of your neck as bent over your back, “Look at yourself, you are the one doing this to me” he whispered lowly into your ear.
You looked up at yourself in the vanity mirror, your hair was a mess around the dark marks that were littered over your neck and chest your lips were red and swollen, cheeks flushed and your eyes wide. Elrond’s hand around your neck reminded you that it was enjoyable for him to be rough once in a while. You looked fucked out but you knew by his lust filled eyes, he had only begun.
“You know just how to calm my nerves, and I will never forget it” he pulled his trousers and undergarments down. He pushed against your entrance with the tip of his cock, gathering your wet from your dripping heat to coat his dick, “Nin meleth, you are wetter than the sundering sea” he then grabbed your thighs before pushing into you, giving you time to adjust to the stretch before he started to move.
Once you had adjusted, he started to move, gradually getting faster. It felt so good his cock filling you up the whole way, feeling the tip brush against your cervix, and your screams got so loud, too loud infact, that Elrond clamped his hand over your mouth. “As much as I love to hear you sing, I can’t imagine that the rest of the wing enjoys it to the same extent.” He said in between his low grunts and groans. “Please Elrond, faster” you cried out in pleasure from behind his hand. This seemingly fueled Elrond’s fire even more as he sped up and grabbed your hair pulling you up to press against his back with his cock still thrusting into you. Making eye contact in the mirror “Look at yourself Y/N, look at how good you are making me feel, how good you look when I fuck you like this. You are the only one who can make me feel this good, as I am the only one who can make you feel this good.” He growled out as he pressed kisses to your cheek and neck while you watched in the mirror as your body up and down the wood desk while he was still fucking all of his stress out.
That was more than enough to push you to the edge and you watched Elrond’s face while you tightened around him and you cried out, “I-I’m so close!” You felt his hips stutter as he seethed between gritted teeth, holding you tighter,
“Please nin meleth, come for me and don’t hold back” That was the final factor in pushing you over the edge. As your walls contracted around him, Elronds hips stuttered a few times before you felt him spill his hot seed into you. He slumped over your body, being careful not to crush you.
After a few moments, you both caught your breath, “Feel any less nervous now?” you asked looking up to him with a small smile, “Much better,we might have to make this a routine occurrence” you laughed a bit at his statement. He walked away to grab a towel to clean up, coming back with your clothes as well. Once cleaned up and dressed, you both were perched atop one of his windowsills looking out over the kingdom. “Elrond no matter what, your speech will be great.” He sighed and looked down at your statement, his mind still clouded with doubt. Taking his chin in your hand and making him look at you, you pressed a kiss to his lips. “I know it will be great because you wrote it from here” raising and placing your hand upon his chest, right over his heart. “You are right. I never should’ve doubted myself so much. Gen melin, forever and always.” “I will love you forever and always, my poet.”
Thank you @feyhunter78 for inspiring me to post this❤️
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So this was a request by @dilf-superiority who graciously allowed me to try my hand at an Elrond x Nonbinary Reader Smut!
I myself am a cis woman and this was my first time attempting to write anything other than a cis female reader, I tried my best, but I can't promise it's a masterpiece!!!! If anyone finds anything that they find offensive or just feels uncomfy, please let me know, so I can try and fix it!!
You laughed as you stumbled back to your quarters, Elrond leaning heavily on you. You’d both been at the High-King’s feast to celebrate the forging of the rings. It was a night of revelry, and everyone drank deeply, songs and cheers filling the night air for hours.
“My love, you must admit, the way Galadriel looked at that Halbrand man was quite heated, and not in the angry way she looks at training dummies, this was passion, dare I say lust?”
Elrond laughed as well. “If you believed that to be heated, my defender, you did not see the look Halbrand was giving her.”
You elbowed him. “Perhaps you will have another Half-Elven friend soon enough.”
He unlocked the door to your shared chambers with a fond smile. “I doubt Galadriel will allow herself to fall for a human, they leave this life so quickly."
“Then we shall thank the Valar that is not our worry.” You said, reaching out to him.
He embraced you and pulled you onto the bed, smiling up at you.
“What?” You asked, noticing the fondness in his eyes.
“You are stunning in the moonlight, my loyal defender, what would I do without you?”
His words reminded you of how earlier tonight you had leveled your sword at a drunken elflord that dared to insinuate Elrond should not be allowed to eat at the High-King’s table.
“You would have to find another strong and dashing warrior to defend your honor.” You teased.
He cupped your face and kissed you softly, the taste of honey wine on his tongue. “I think I prefer you.”
And that was how you ended up here, Elrond’s lips against your neck, sucking red blooms into your skin. Hips meeting yours as your hands find their way into his thick hair, tugging just hard enough for a moan to fall from his lips.
“Oh, my love, you look so handsome like this.” You cooed, watching as his lips leave your neck, and he presses swift kisses across your chest.
The sensation tickles and draws a laugh from you, which in turn causes Elrond to laugh. He always remarked that your laugh was the most joyous and infectious in all of Middle-Earth. The honey wine in both your veins adds to the giddiness of your coupling, and he stifles your laughs with a moan when he shifts his position. His hair falling in his face as he smirks down at you. The change allows him to reach deeper and your head falls back against the pillows, heat making its way through your body.
His hips snap against yours in a rapid pace, and he connects your lips once more, aching to devour you whole.
“Please, my love.” You breathe against his lips.
“Be patient.” He chides playfully, before he attaches his lips to your earlobe and sucks, sending waves of pleasure through your body.
Not to be outdone, you run your fingers over his ear, watching as he shivers and all but loses control, hips moving wildly, his chest heaving. His ears had always been more sensitive, than yours, a fact you liked having tucked in your belt. “You feel so good, my love, so perfect for me.” You praise him, fingers tracing the shell of his ear.
He nips your ear right at the moment of a perfectly angled thrust, and you feel your body tense, then everything goes white with pleasure. Elrond collapses next to you a moment later and reaches for your hand.
Once he has it, he brings it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the skin of your palm. “It is you, my defender, who is perfect for me.”
A/N: Hello everybody!! I’m back with another fanfic but this time I’m hopefully back for good. I’m planning on writing multiple stories and maybe even a book!! If you have any ideas please just comment or DM me and I can try to write something for you. Anyways, enjoy the read!
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Spencer Charnas x reader
Maddison Square Garden. This was it, one of the biggest shows of your career. It was amazing to have accomplished this especially with a less popular band like INK. It was only 10 am when you guys arrived at the venue and finished unpacking your equipment for the set later tonight. Luckily all that you had to unpack was the 2 guitars and multiple accessories, which compared to others was very little. The boys apparently had a whole day planned out before sound check and the performance which wasn’t until 5:15. After unloading everything into the venue, grabbing you by the arm Ricky dragged you outside, where the smell of weed and piss came flying at you. Wrinkling your nose you felt another arm fly around your shoulder. Turning and looking you saw your idiot of a brother patrick with a shit eating grin on his face. Rolling your eyes at him, you took a look at the group who had all come out to join you guys in your city adventure. Shevy, Pat, Joe, Ricky, Chris, Andy,…..
”Hey wait a minute, where’s Spen-“ you were cut off by a pair of arms lifting you off the ground and throwing you over a shoulder. “I think I found him” you said tapping your boyfriends back as a signal for him to put you down. Giving him a peck on the cheek and slipping your hand into his you turned to admire him. He was everything you wanted in a partner. He was kind, respectful, thoughtful, caring, considerate and of course super attractive. He supported you through every choice you made and you didn’t think there was anyone else out there like him.
“Take a picture it’ll last longer” Spencer’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. Snickering could be heard from behind you, presumably from Pat and Ricky. Shooting a look over your shoulder, they immediately shut up and looked away. You loved them both dearly but when it came to you and Spencer’s relationship they turned into middle school girls with the ooo-ing and ahh-ing and giggling. Being the extrovert he is, Ricky had a whole day planned out for you guys; going to Central Park and 30 rock, getting a nice lunch downtown, and much more.
****timeskip****
It was around 3:00 and lunch was finishing up. The check had been payed and you were all talking while waiting for Pat to finish his meal. “Pat I love you but if you don’t eat faster I’m going to shove that food down your throat.” Everyone laughed at your comment and how Pat immediately sped up his eating. Spencer reached under the table and put his hand on your thigh, giving it a little squeeze to get your attention. Turning to you shot him a look of question, in which response to he shook his head.
“I’m gonna run to the bathroom quickly, Pat you better be done with that burger by the time I get back.” Getting up to let him out, he gave a light slap to your ass and you glared in response. He put his hands up in surrender and walked away. You sat back down and continued your conversations. Feeling your phone buzz from your back pocket, you took it out to check it and saw a text from Spencer.
After lunch how about we head
back to the venue?
He was more on the introverted side, so this day had already taken a toll on him. Hearting the message you put your phone down and waited for him. By the time he got back Pat had finished his food and everybody was ready to leave. “Hey I think me and Spencer are gonna head back to MSG, we wanna take a quick Power Nap before the show” you told the rest of the group and they all acknowledged your parting ways(not without comments from Pat and Ricky) and continued with their day. Spencer took you hand in his, and you strolled back to MSG leaning your head on his shoulder. It was a about a 15 minute walk until you reached your destination. The both of you headed backstage to his dressing room where you agreed that it was nap time. Spencer plopped down on the couch, scooting back until there was enough room in-front of him for you to lay down. Instead you laid your body on-top of his, causing him to groan but still wrap his arms around you. Placing your head on his chest, it was only a few seconds until you dozed off to his heartbeat. He followed a few minutes after.
*****
The sound of snickering and hushed whispers caused you to slowly wake up. Opening your eyes you saw Joe and Ricky standing above you and Spencer with their phones out, presumably taking photos and videos to mock you guys with. “You have about 5 seconds to get your asses out of here before I beat them.” That got no reaction out of them so you started to count down. “5……4…….3…..2..” They realized that you were serious when you got to 2 and hurried out of the room. Their shenanigans had caused Spencer to stir. “Spence get up it’s time for sound check” Whispering to him and lightly shaking him to get up. After he gave you a response you stood up and stretched. “I’m gonna go set up my guitar I’ll meet you out there” Looking back over at his, you see he had rolled back over and went back to sleep. Rolling your eyes you threw a hoodie on and headed out the door. On your way out you snatched 2 water bottles, one for you to drink and the other to throw at Spence. Hitting him squarely on the ass you celebrated and headed to the stage. Ricky and Joe were outside looking at their phones. Walking by you snatched joes phone out of his hand and looked at the photos of you and Spencer cuddling. They were very sweet but knowing those idiots they would use it to taunt you on social media. “I swear if you post these anywhere Joe.” Sending the photos to yourself, you placed the phone back in joes hand and kept walking.
Reaching the stage you were handed your guitar from off stage. It was one of your favorite items in your collection for many reasons. The main body was pitch black and Stratocaster-shaped with blood splatter and the bands logo covering the surface. The fun part was the head of the instrument. It was a custom designed piece specifically for you and it was hand made by a fan. They had hand carved it into the shape of a knife, heavily inspired by the shower scene as said in the letter you received with it. Plugging in the amp cord and slinging the strap over your shoulder, you tuned your guitar and waited for Spencer to come out to stage. Grabbing a pick you started to warm up your hands by playing some scales and solos that would be featured in your show later. Switching into cords, you started to sing along to The Shower Scene which involved you to scream a bit for background vocals. However you were soon reminded by Ricky not to push it too hard as you didn’t want to hurt your throat before the big show. “Hey! Watch the intensity on those vocals , we don’t want you hurting your throat before tonight!” Suddenly a hand was placed on your shoulder from behind you. Turning your eyes met Spencer’s who had finally decided to join you guys. “Ricky’s right, be careful we don’t need you wrecking your throat. That’s what I’m for” Everybody was in shock with what Spencer said. Blood rushed to your face at his last sentence and you slowly turned around to look at everyone else. Spencer walked past you up to the microphone stand and he signaled that he was ready. You all took up your positions on the stage and waited for Pat to give the starting signal.
“Great job everyone, everything seems to be in order for tonight’s show!” With that the band put their stuff away and headed back to the dressing rooms. Everybody decided to crash in Spencer’s room while BVB and MIW did their sound checks. Grabbing the acoustic guitar from its stand, you plopped down on the couch and started strumming the intro to Jason’s mom. Pat caught on and started drumming along on the table. Soon you had a sing along going with the band and it was amazing. It was times like these that you cherished and loved. It was amazing how close a bunch of random strangers could turn into family thanks to music. After the song ended it was time to start getting ready for the performance. Everybody went to their respective dressing rooms but you stayed in Spencer’s. Shevy had already put your clothes in his room as it was routine for you guys to get dressed together. Being near him always just made you feel better, especially when you were getting dressed and dysphoria had the chance to strike. He had already peeled off his hoodie and shirt leaving him in just his pants and shoes. Seeing his bare torso was a sight you would never forget. He threw on his dress shirt and you turned around while he changed his pants. It’s not like you handing seen him naked before, it was more out of respect.
Slipping your hoodie and shirt off of your body you stared at yourself in the mirror. You could see the faint marks that resulted of the last time you and Spencer had the tour bus alone, making you smile. Covering them up with a tiny bit of makeup, you slipped into your dress shirt and changed your pants. Just then you remembered what Spencer has said earlier on the stage, and it gave you an idea. “Hey Spence, what we’re done of the other uses you said you had for my throat?” You had asked it so casually that it made Spencer let out a cough. He turned and looked at you, straightening his bow tie.
“As much as I would love to show you, we have to be onstage in 5 minutes. That will have to be an after show activity.” Jokingly you poured at him and walked over to the coffee table. Grabbing your in-ear and picks, you walked and waited in the door frame for Spencer to finish getting ready. Meeting you at the door, he kissed your cheek. “Ready handsome?” He asked you and started to leave the room. Grabbing him by his wrist you pulled him back to you and put your lips against his. He tasted like menthol cigarettes and the mint gum he was chewing earlier but most importantly, he tasted like Spencer. Pulling away you responded to his question. “You know it, popstar.” He rolled his eyes at the nickname, preferring to be referred to as a rockstar. Grabbing his hand you pulled him towards the stage. You were met by the rest of the band at the stage and did your little pre show rituals before walking on and giving MSG an amazing show.
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A/N: It’s day 4/31 omfg. This was so fun to write especially since it was about Spencer. I feel like the majority of these are gonna be with him cause he just fits the vibe more. The formatting is a bit weird on this one but oh well. Anyways, Enjoy!!
Spencer was covered in blood. Fake, of course. He had just finished up with hair and makeup, and looked amazing. You were filming a music video, in which he was a serial killer and you were one of his victims. “Y/N, Spencer! Time for your murder scene together” you heard the director shout from his chair. You walked onto set with Spencer following behind you. “You both know what your doing for this scene, right?” Both nodding, your director went on with calling Action. Spencer walked towards you while mouthing the lyrics and brandishing a large foam knife that was painted to look like the real thing. He proceeded to chase you around set while you ran from him and fake stumbled. It was like a game of cat and mouse, as your director had said when explaining the scene for the first time. Eventually you hit a locked door and acted like you were frantically trying to open it. Spencer stilled around the corner, closing you in. You turned with your back around the door facing him. You were prepared for him to “stab” you when, he did the unexpected. His hand shot out from his side and wrapped around your neck, with just enough pressure for you to feel it. Out of your control, a moan slipped out at his sudden action. You blushed hoping he didn’t pick it up, but when you made eye contact with him your fears were confirmed. He let out the smallest smirk at the noise knowing it wouldn’t be noticeable on camera. He used his hand around your neck to pull your body off the wall and spin you, so your back was against his chest. He finished the lyrics of the verse and raised the knife, bringing it down and pretending to kill you. Your body went lifeless in his arms and you heard the director yell “Cut!! Y/N, Spencer great work! We got what we needed for today, the two of you are free to go” As soon as the last few words left his mouth, you practically ran to your trailer hoping you wouldn’t have to talk to Spencer and that he would just forget about what happened. You unlocked your trailer door and went inside not bothering to lock it behind you. Slipping on a hoodie, you sat down infront of your mirror, grabbed makeup wipes off of the table and started to take off the days makeup. It wasn’t easy between the fake blood and layers of makeup the ladies had covered you in. You were interrupted by a knock on your door not bothering to get up you just shouted for them to come in.
“Come in its open!” You yelled to whoever was on the other side, thinking it was probably an intern coming to ask you something. You heard the door shut, not being able to see who it was from this position. “Who is it?” No response. Closing the thing of wipes, you rose from your chair and started to walk over to see who came in. Suddenly you were stopped by a hand on your throat pushing you against the wall.
“So you like to be choked huh? Something about having a hand around your throat turns you on?” You knew exactly who it was. Spencer had come to confront you about earlier. When you didn’t respond he tightened his grip, cutting off your breathing a bit. You let out a noise that was between a moan and a whimper, making Spencer raise his eyebrow and smirk. “So I’ll take that as a yes” He leaned in to your ear “You look so pretty with my hand around your throat.” With that he pulled back and smashed his lips to yours. It was a needy kiss with tongues fighting and teeth clashing. He pulled back and went to attack your jawline and upper neck, leaving marks in his wake.
“S-Spencer I want you” you said in between moans. He smirked into your neck at the statement grinding his growing bulge into your thigh.
“If you can’t tell, I want you.” He broke contact with your neck and took his hand off your neck to remove his shirt, then continued to how it was before. You ran your hands up and down his chest feeling the smooth skin and lean muscle he hid behind his clothes. He removed his hand and started to sink down to his knees pushing down your shorts as he went , leaving you in just your underwear and a hoodie. He looked back up to you for consent, in which you nodded in return. He hooked his fingers around the waistband of your underwear pulling them down. Just as he got to mid-thigh there was a knock on the trailer door.
“Y/N we need to reshoot the scene, something went wrong with the cameras. Have you seen Spencer?” You looked down with wide eyes at the man in question who just shrugged at you, continuing to pull your underwear down. You tapped his shoulder twice, signaling for him to stop.
“Umm no I haven’t seen him since we stopped filming earlier.” You said, hoping that would throw him off your trail.
“Well if you see him tell him he needs to be at hair and make up in 5. Also I have Lisa out here ready to do your makeup” Wide eyed you looked at Spencer, knowing there was no way to get him out of the trailer without her knowing. You heard the director walk off. Spencer got off of his knees and pulled his shirt back on. He grabbed your shorts and handed them to you after you had successfully pulled your underwear back on
“I guess we’re gonna have to continue this at a later date” he said staring you in the eyes. He wrapped his hand around your throat once more, leaving you with a chaste kiss. He dropped his hand and walked out your trailer door, holding it as Lisa walked in. Once she saw your state she gave you a look. All you could do is shrug in response.
A/N: Hey guys! This is the first of my Kinktober posts, yes I know it’s the 3rd. It’s my first time publishing smut so please be nice! I know it’s not the best, but I promise I will try to get better:) Anyways enjoy!!
Day 3: Dirty Talk
Maverick x Reader
“Meet me behind hangar 4 at 0800” the note on your locker read. Knowing exactly who this was from you put your stuff in your locker, grabbed your jacket and walked out of the room. Practically running you open the door to the runway and walked by the hangers counting as you went. One… Two… Three… Four! You rounded the hanger until you were suddenly pushed up against the wall. Immediately you felt a pair of lips on your neck. “Maverick what is this about?” You asked through breaths. Your boyfriend pulled away after he had finished sucking a mark into your skin.
“Something about you flying that jet gets me really turned on” he says continuing to assault your neck. “Can’t wait to get you home so I can have my way with you” You moaned at his comment.
“Who said we had to go home?” You said looking around to make sure you were alone. You felt Maverick smirk against your neck at the suggestion. His hand traveled up your body to the zipper on your suit, slowly pulling it down. He slipped his hand into your flight suit wrapping it around your waist. “Help me get this off of you” He said using his other hand to help you shimmy off your suit. Once it was off leaving you in just a tee shirt and shorts, he slotted this leg in between yours offering you a bit of friction. “Cant wait till everyone sees you tomorrow covered in all these marks. Then they’ll know who you belong to.” You moan, grinding down on his thigh. Maverick pulls away from your neck sinking down to his knees and hooking his fingers in the waist and of your shorts. He pulls down his shorts and groans at the sight before him. “So wet, and all for me? Your not gonna be able to walk when I’m done with you” and with that he started what was going to be a long night of torture and pleasure.
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