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“I've been wanting to tell you about this strange guy I met 3 weeks ago. No, we're not fucking, get your mind out of the gutter, perv. He's not even gay, I don't think - in fact, his vibe is kinda weirdly asexual. His name is Brian Lackey”
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Rafayel doesn’t eat pussy okay, he makes out with it.
His lips aren’t soft and plush, and it’s unreal how sweet they tasted when you suckled his bottom lip, they’re naturally like that and it drives you insane, and he knows it.
The obscene noises of suckles and kisses between your thighs make you flustered and embarrassed, “Look at me, cutie…please.” As cold as his lips were on your clit the contrast of the heat from his breath made your back arch off his pillow, he marvels at the goopy sloppy mess of your pussy, arching for more of his touch, “She’s so pretty.”
Rafayel’s slender finger pads glided against your tiny little clit, it was just barely poking out your labia he gave it a little peck causing your body to jerk, his lips were to cold and wet against your hot core, the new sensation made you bite your lips as your patience slowly began to run thin.
You couldn’t rush him though no matter how much you whined, he always took his time to savor and bask in your body.
His eyes were closed, so relaxed compared to his mouth smacking and popping between your lower lips, you could hear him groaning and whimpering to himself as if he was getting off to your taste alone, and little did you know he was.
Your cunt have never been this wet before to the point your could feel his spit mixed with your arousal drip down your ass onto his expensive bed sheets, “Raf….pleaseeeeeee.”
“Mmhm…”His eyes still laxed, but his arms stretch out and reach into your bra, your breast were already spilling out and Rafayel decided to catch them to tug and pull at your hard nipples.
You don’t even know what you were pleading him to do. Stop? Keep going? You just came twice in 30 minutes and he wasn’t planning on stopping, he needed to kiss you more.
rafayel had you on your knees, face shoved into the soaked sheets, ass high and trembling while his cock slammed into you with brutal force. every thrust made a filthy, wet shluck as his cum from the last round spilled out and got shoved right back in. “haaahhh—fuck, listen to that,” he groaned, yanking your hair back until your throat arched. “my cock’s stirring your pussy like it owns you.”
you choked out a broken moan, drool spilling from your mouth onto the bed. “ahhhnnn—s’too muchhh—rafayel—”
he yanked harder, growling against your ear. “too much? no, baby. not enough.” he spat straight into your open mouth, watching it drip down your chin. “swallow.”
your throat worked around it, and he smirked before shoving three fingers past your lips, stuffing your mouth full while still pistoning inside you. “mmphhh—gkkkhhh—” you gagged, spit bubbling around his fingers. his cock slammed into your cervix, forcing a scream through your clogged throat. “hnnghh—aaahhh!”
rafayel’s eyes darkened with hunger. “so messy. can’t even breathe without my cock, huh?” his free hand slapped your ass hard enough to sting, red marks blooming under his rings. then again. smack. smack. each strike made your cunt gush harder, slick dripping down your thighs. “hnnhhh—ahhhhnnn—!” you wailed, clenching around him, juices squirting onto his thighs.
“fuckkk—” he hissed, pulling his fingers from your mouth only to grab both of your hips and started pounding into you fast and hard, making your eyes roll back and legs shake. “hhaahhh—rafayel—! it’s too muchhh—gonna break—”
he groaned loudly, grinding deeper, his cock drilling into your raw pussy in a brutal rhythm that had you sobbing. “break for me then. you’re just a doll, remember? dolls are made to be used.”
when you came, it was violent—your body shaking, squirting all over the sheets while your throat let out a raw, guttural scream. “aaaahhhhhh—hahhhhnnnn—!” your cunt milked his cock desperately, sucking him in deeper as if begging for more.
rafayel groaned, losing himself in the mess. “god, look at you—spraying everywhere like a dirty slut. bet you’d let the whole world see you like this, huh?” he slapped your cunt, watching you gush again, overstimulated and ruined. “nnnnnnhhh—ahhhh—n-no—only you...!” you babbled, but he only chuckled, hips slamming harder, cum shooting deep until it spilled down your thighs.
he didn’t even pull out—just ground himself inside your overstretched hole, cum frothing with your slick. “mmm, still twitching. not done yet, cutie. i’ll fuck you till this bed breaks.”
There isn't enough Tim Bradford smut on tumblr.. Can you write a story where Tim gets hurt in the line of duty and Y/N comes to check on him and they do it in the hospital or something like that?
Baby Boy
Pairing: Injured!Tim Bradford x femme!reader
Rating: Explicit
Genre: Fluff and smut
Warnings: use of y/n, smut, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), tim's kinda rough, subby tim bradford (that's a warning in and of it's self), use of pet names, praise, tim refers to reader as "toy" once in passing, rough sex, emotional sex, canon typical injuries.
Requested Y/N: yes, above.
Summary: After a shit few shifts, Tim ends up in the hospital with a nearly-dislocated shoulder. He's wound up and stressed, and when you visit him in the hospital, he realises that all he needs is you.
Authors Note: I hope this is what you were after! I saw your request and all I could think was needy, kinda subby Tim. Enjoy! I don't write a lot of p in v smut (i think this is my first time??) so I hope its okay!!
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Tim really wasn’t that injured. He’d tried to convince Lucy not to take him to the hospital, and she’d agreed at first. But then she’d seen the look of pain on his face when he’d tried to lift his shoulder more than a few centimetres and had demanded he get admitted.
So now he was sitting in the hospital, waiting for Lucy to come back with something from the vending machine, and wishing he was on patrol. His shoulder wasn’t dislocated, just tweaked. In all honesty, he was probably getting old. He’d never admit it out loud, but he’d never have gotten an injury like this in his youth.
Tim stared at his phone, considering texting you to tell you where he was. He really didn’t want you to worry, especially considering that if he had his way he’d be back on patrol in a few hours, but he knew you’d be furious if he didn’t tell you. You’d be especially mad if Lucy was the one to tell you. Which let’s be honest, she probably already had.
And frankly, he just really fucking wanted to see you.
So he texted you.
From: Tim Bradford
To: Y/N ❤️
In the hospital. Not serious. Room 267A. Should be out in a few hours. I love you.
Tim put his phone away, refusing to let himself stare at it until you responded. In the silence of the hospital room, the weight of the last few days finally landed on him. He’d spent his day yesterday looking for an abducted kid, and he’d had nearly non-stop domestics today. Until, of course, his last call, a simple 211 which had some how resulted in him nearly dislocating his shoulder. He scrubbed a hand (the one attached to his good arm) over his face, wanting nothing more than to see you. Everything hurt, in some dull, achy way, and his shoulder was throbbing a little and he just wanted to see you. He’d been good to go back on patrol as soon as he’d held you for a moment.
Your reply came through almost instantly.
From: Y/n Y/l/n
To: Baby boy 💞
I’m on my way. I love you.
Tim sighed in pure relief. You’d be here soon. You work was just around the corner from the hospital, less than 10 minutes, and you knew your way around the building thanks to Tim’s unfortunate habit of injuring himself. And knowing you, you’d speed to get to Tim.
As per Tim’s assumption, you were at the hospital in 6 minutes. 8 and you were in his room, leaning against a doorway with your arms crossed, as you looked over him assessingly.
“Hi, baby.”
All the tension in Tim’s muscles released as soon as he saw you. The slight pounding of his head, and all his worries, softened when you put your arms around him. He practically melted into you.
“Hi,” He sighed, burying his face in the crook of your neck. After the last few days, your presence was more medicinal than anything the doctors had given him. He pressed a kiss to the slope of your neck, desperate to be closer to you. Tim Bradford was a clingy motherfucker, when you gave him the chance.
“Hi, baby boy,” You murmured and you ran your hands through your hair. You could feel the neediness radiating off him, and nothing meant more to you than his trust. That he let himself be soft around you. “Are you okay?”
Tim nodded. “I am now.”
You smiled softly, pulling Tim closer to you. You tipped up his chin and pressed a soft kiss to his lips and… well you probably should’ve seen this coming. Tim whined, a growly sort of sound in the back of his throat, and his hands were instantly on the small of your back, pulling you closer.
“Woah,” you said, pulling back from him and studying his face with a slight frown. “Are you sure?”
Tim’s nod was desperate bordering on deranged. “Yes. I need this, I need- I need you.” And he did. He had too much pent-up tension and worry that he needed to let off, and he couldn’t exactly go to the gym with his injured shoulder. Besides, that would involve being too far away from you. Your body (you, just you) could provide all the release and relief that he needed.
“What about your shoulder?” You asked, gently tracing your hand over the injured limb.
“I’ll be careful,” Tim insisted, kissing your neck again. He nipped at the slope of your shoulder and this time it was you who couldn’t help a little whimper. Convinced, you kissed Tim again, this time taking it deeper and allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth. You moaned when he nipped at your bottom lip.
Tim’s hands travelled over your hips, your waist, your back. He couldn’t get enough of you, and he knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until he was inside of you. He also knew he wouldn’t be able to hold you up properly in one arm, and so he walked forward until you hit the bed. A hospital bed wasn’t the most romantic location for sex, but compared to Nolan’s guest bedroom, it wasn’t that bad.
As he kissed you, hard and demanding, Tim slid a knee between your legs, allowing you to search for the friction you were desperately starting to need. You ground down on his leg, whining at the pressure on your clit.
“Tim,” You moaned, your head bent back as Tim bit gentle at your collarbones. At the sound of his name, Tim snapped. All the pent-up emotion from the last few days came to a head as he ground out:
“Bend over.”
You obeyed instantly, unbuckling your belt and bending over the bed. Tim’s hands never left your hips. His grip was harsh, and you knew there would be reminders of it in the mourning. You grinned at the thought.
It wasn’t long before your pants were being pulled down off your waist and below the curve of your ass – just low enough for Tim’s access. The sound of Tim’s belt being pulled off filled the air, and you wriggled your ass in anticipation. You could feel the slick between your thighs, the aching emptiness inside you.
“You ready?” Tim bent over you, his breath tickling the shell of your ear.
You nodded. You knew Tim needed this, needed the release, which is why you whispered, “Use me, baby boy. Take whatever you need.”
Tim grunted, and he was fully sheathing himself inside you before you could take another breath. He groaned, the sound deep and guttural, and took a moment to adjust. You clenched around him, perfectly filled. You pushed your ass towards him, urging him to move, and that was all the encouragement he needed. He pounded into you, hips slapping against your ass. It was rough, and unrelenting and exactly what he needed.
“Fuck, y/n,” Tim moaned, reaching around to fondle one of your breasts. He tweaked your nipple between two fingers, and you whimpered, the sound falling from your lips.
“So good, baby, so good, fuck,” Tim was babbling a little, the sound combining with the wet noise of him snapping into you. “’m not gonna last,” he warned, refusing to cease. The sex was aggressive and harsh and so fucking good.
The hand on your nipples slid down your stomach and between your legs, toying with your clit as Tim continued to relentlessly pound into you. You moaned loudly, feeling your own orgasm approaching.
“Tim,” You almost shouted, “Fuck!” You pushed your hips to meet his thrust, his cock meeting just the right spot inside you.
“That’s right, baby, so good, so fucking good, good girl-,” Tim didn’t stop speaking, his thrusts getting sloppier as he neared release. “So fucking good for me, my good girl, such a good fucking toy, fuck-,” Tim bit down into your shoulder to silence his shout as he came. It wasn’t a worthwhile decision, as the pressure of his teeth and the feeling of his seed filling you had you yourself moaning loudly.
Your orgasm arrived soon after Tim’s, and when he slowly pulled out, you were both trembling and sweaty. He gently cleaned you up, his touch now all too different from just moments before.
“You alright?” He asked, looking at you with a softness that made you want to cry out of love.
You nodded. “I’m okay. Are you?” You turned around, running a hand across Tim’s glowing cheek. He keened into the touch, sighing softly.
“I’m okay. I just… needed you.” There was a hint of guilt in his words, like he regretting using you that way. “I wasn’t… did I hurt you?”
You shook your head and sat up in the bed. “No, my love. You were perfect.” Tim’s relief was visible.
“Now c’mere,” You scooched across on the bed, leaving space for him to join you. “You’ve had a shit few days, and I know your shoulder hurts more than you admit. Come cuddle me, baby boy.”
Tim was all too happy to oblige, curling against the one person who always felt like home.
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caleb is such and eater. gosh. all you have to do is walk past him wearing his favorite pair of short short. if you can even call them that…
the fabric is so thin, it stretches over your plump ass and ride up to expose the bottom portion of your cheeks.
he’s basically salivating, his hands gripping the couch cushion while he tries to control himself. his eyes are glued you, watching you bounce around the kitchen, making yourself some lunch. you really don’t know what you do to him do you?
poor baby tries so hard to look away but he just can’t! not when his dick is already hard and throbbing. he really can’t help himself, you’re just too irresistible.
before you know it, he’s picking you up, too impatient to go to your shared room so he just lays your back on the couch and hikes up your thighs.
he rests his head between your doughy thighs, taking a deep wiff of your sweet pussy and whines. he’s so pathetic. the way he looks up at you, already drunk off your scent. a deep blush crawls up his neck and he swears you’re doing this on purpose! (you definitely are.)
“need to taste you” he mumbles while quickly pulling off your shorts and panties with it. he moans when he sees the plump lips of your glistening pussy.
“fuck, such a pretty pussy” he whines, using his thumbs to spread your lips apart. you thread your fingers through his hair, moaning his name when he kisses your clit.
“mmmm” he moans, licking your pussy with fervor. you taste sooo good. his lips wrap around your now throbbing bud and you’re dripping wet from his ministrations.
your hips push off the couch to buck into his mouth making him suckle harder on your clit. his fingers keep your labia spread to give him more access to your bundle of nerves.
“please caleb!” you cry out, rolling your hips and throwing your head back. he alternates between sucking your bud and fully making out with your pussy, his tongue dipping into your tight hole to fuck you.
“tastes so sweet pip squeak” he mumbles between motions. your thighs are shaking, feeling your body hum with an impending orgasm.
“gonna cum!” you hiccup and caleb sinks one thick finger into you. your eyes roll back, the stretch feels sooo good. you can’t stop yourself from gripping his hair tighter, pushing his face deeper into your cunt.
he loves ever moment of it. swears he could die happily if it meant suffocating from your heavenly pussy.
“please please please please please” you’re babbling out while he’s pumping his finger in you, adding another one to stretch you further. his lips never leave your clit.
your body feels electric, can feel your orgasm on the tip of your fingers. the pleasure rushes through you like a warm tidal wave and you feel the cord in your tummy snap.
“cumminggggg!” you scream, your body spasming from the overwhelming pleasure. you try to curl into yourself but caleb isn’t having that! he uses his large hand to press down on your tummy, while he’s curling his fingers up into your sweet spot.
you’re whining and trying to push his head off but he grabs your wrists with one hand and sucks harder on your clit. your body shudders and you feel a rush of warmth pool between your legs. you’re squirting all over his face and he’s drinking it all down.
“good girl” he purrs
he laps up your nectar like the sweetest juice he’s ever tasted. helping you come down from your high. when he’s done he looks up at you with a wolffish grin.
“best lunch ever” he jokes and you roll your eyes.
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Anyone reblog and share and add to the bowl please!!! I’ll get us going a bit more!!
Hi I’m rose and my dad has hit me more than he’s hugged me or told me he loves me! (He’s never said it even once lmao) 🩷🩷🩷
Some more starters if you’re feeling up for it! @freshloveforthefit @annasturns @issysh3ll @vanteguccir (u slayed the last one) @sturniolo-fann AND ANYONE ELSE IS WELCOME TO JOIN!!!
Hi I’m lily and my nan once tried to run over my poppy’s new wife (my nana was his ex wife) because she simply did not like her. (She didn’t achieve and my poppy’s new wife is still living🤗)
And I brought the gummy worms!🤗
No pressure tags @flouvela @sturnsforlife @stvrns-blog @muwapsturniolo (or anybody that wants to join)
hi im molly and ive been verbally and physically abused so often that I now have an ed because I used to think I wasnt worth anything so I would starve myself
Hi, i'm ryleigh and i've seen my mom get physically and verbally abused (more than once 🥰) by her ex-boyfriend. i've also been sexually harassed (verbally) by an old man at a park once (yay 🥰)
Hi, im sam and i have an ED and ive OD'ed twice trying to kms but it didnt work 😋. I also have clinical depression and anxiety. Oh and my ex cheated on me cause she "thought it was an open relationship". And a i was assualted ( a guy in my old friend group GRABBED my neck cause he thought i was into freaky shit like that INFRONT OF THE WHOLE FRIEND GROUP.)
And i brought sour punch straws!! 🥰🎀
no pressure tags: @doll-0f-flesh @bambi-slxt @likedovesinthewindd @sadesluvr @pettydollie @ovrour @nickssidewitch
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST DO YOU PEOPLE NEED A HUG OR PERHAPS A PERSONAL HITMAN?????
anyway hi i'm bambi there we're a number of unspeakable atrocities done to me as a young child and now i have the strangest relationship with sex and the kink world
and i brought capri sims because i know y'all don't hydrate yallselves 🙄
no pressure tags: @pinksturniolo @55sturn @solarsturniolo @mattscoquette @mattslolita @pettydollie
hi, i’m luvs and when my mom had her ex over at our house when they were friends after their third break up, he insisted that i sit next to him, tried to demand me to go get my guitar, made a joke about my mom deep throating a popsicle in front of me (she didn’t), started getting touchy with her infront of me, and when my mom wanted to show him jake and johnnie (she loves them) he seen the fake tits and said “i would totally wear that to work to see what the guys say” and i said “i would too” and he said “well you already have them” EXCUSE ME?, and more but i don’t remember.
and i brought the gummy bears 😁
no pressure tags - @ilovemenwithlonghairr @muwapsturniolo @mattscoquette @mattslittlecumsslut @sst7niolo
hi im syd and when i was in grade four i was sexually harassed by one of my classmates at a sleepover and my other friend was in the other room during the time. ive also been looked at by 40 year old men at a tim hortons for wearing shorts and a bathing suit top. which was barely revealing. oh and i brought the peach rings.
i did this once already but your story reminded me of one of mine 😁
hi, i’m luvs, and when i was in 6th grade, a boy in my class opened the door for me when i knocked because the classroom door was locked and when he opened the door he asked “how are your titties today?” then poked my nipple and walked away. i told a teacher and she had a sweet chat with him and never told a principal or anything so me and my parents did and that boy still never got in trouble. before any of that happened though he was super weird and wanted me to say “yes sir” to him so that he would let go of the literal death grip he had on my arm so i did it in like a military solute type thing or wtv so that it wouldn’t be as weird. then recently my bsf told me and showed me a video that went around of him and his brother graping their sisters in the same room and the family, nor anyone in that school cares.
then also in 6th grade, a different boy slapped my boob because of something i said and on of my friends at the time, he started saying shit to him about it because he knows its not okay, and the boy slapped my arm and said “it okay because i didn’t do it the second time” and he had been and fights and shit so i thought if i told someone he would hit me, but after many months i told a principle and once again, nothing happened, and i brought the warheads.
I'm Keiana and I have had two cats accidentally go through the dryer and die, Willow went through the washer and dryer and the guy was so blind or wtv he didn't notice a dead cat when transferring his clothes. Callie was sleeping in the dryer and didn't jump out as my mom was adding clothes and my mom didn't see her and now my mom barely leaves her room
