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─ "don’t cry baby"

content warning・⸝⸝ 18+, pet names, praise, fingering, clit spanking (once), oral (fem receiving)

blurb

mean mike x sensitive sinclair reader

college AU!

“Seriously pink?” Mike snorts, looking at the pink panties you had specifically chosen for him.

“Stop laughing at me.” You whine, moving your thigh to cover the baby pink fabric.

You thought it was cute! It was a soft pink, with a lace waistband, and smack in the middle was this pretty little bow.

You got it at the mall with Max, she said. Lucas loved the lace on her, and boys are easy, sooo simply Mike probably likes the lace as well.

“They share the same brain cell,” her words, not yours.

You were snapped out of your trance by the sound of your shirtless boyfriend snickering into his arm.

Man.. You were so embarrassingly wet, too.

You frown deeper. His pale chest heaving up and down as tears formed in his eyes because he thought it was THAT funny.

It wasn’t even funny to begin with!

You closed your legs and sighed, tears forming in your pretty mascara-smothered eyes.

“No, no baby..” Mike said, Grabbing your knees and spreading your legs. He cracked a smile, cupping your cheek to look at him.

“C’mon, they are super cute, baby,” he said, making you look him in the eye. “Don’t cry, that was mean of me,” he muttered, leaning down to kiss your neck.

A cold, pale hand snaked down your torso, eventually reaching the hem of your panties. He slipped his hand into the fabric, rubbing your throbbing clit.

“Mike!” you whine, bucking your hips.

“Thereeee you go.. See? Such pretty panties,” he said, thumb rubbing deep, tender circles on your bud.

He slowly leaned in, kissing you as you whined and cried. The thumb is moving faster.

He pulled his lips away from yours, opened his eyes, and chuckled when he saw your cute fucked out expression.

“Look at me, baby,” he reminds you couldn’t bring yourself to, either tears of embarrassment or pleasure were blurring your vision.

He made a small sound before swatting at your throbbing clit with a wet whack.

You moan out loudly, eyes shooting to his pretty face.

"I’m sorry, baby.. Just had to get your attention,” he said quickly, rubbing his thumb over your clit to soothe the pain.

“Let me make it up to you...” he mumbles. He always had a way with words.

“M-Mike, slow down!” You moan, fingers digging into Mike’s curly hair. You swear bruised are gonna form on your hip from now on, tight he was gripping you.

“Can’t..” he mutters, tongue swirling between your pink pussy walls. He was so fucking hard. Juices are leaking from his dark blue boxers.

“Fuck Mike!” you wailed, bucking your hips so his tongue can go deeper into your cunt.

He moves his head up. Staring at your glistening pussy. “Shit, she’s so wet for me,” he muttered, thumb coming out to swipe some of your juices

Was he talking to you or your cunt.. You didn’t even know. Your hand flying to cover his eyes.

He went back down between your thighs, flexing his tongue against your glistening folds.

“I won’t bully your pretty panties again,” he groans, flicking his tongue as his dark eyes look up at you. “So gorgeous, baby.”

The wet, obscene sounds of slurping and tonguing fill the room. You really hope Dustin doesn't come in to see his roommate absolutely devouring their friend’s sister.

Your eyes roll back into your head. Cumming all into his mouth. It was so erotic, like a cheap porno.

He finally lifted his head. Not minding the sticky release all over your face.

Speaking of release, his dark blue boxers were a lot darker now..

not proofread :(

TL- @cherrishkissed @secretxhotties

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍɪᴋᴇ

ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴄʀʏ ʙᴀʙʏ

Challengers

Art Donaldson

Nsfw Alphabet

Dare Devil Born Again

Benjamin Poindexter

Stop stressing

─ "desperate little mike"

content warning・⸝⸝ 18+, pet names, dom! reader, crying, jerking off

blurb

mike x Sinclair reader

college AU!

Mike was many things, and desperate was one of them.

Technically, you both were supposed to be at one of Lucas’s basketball games. Nothing too major. None of the other party members were going except Max.

Yeah, maybe it was a selfish thing that Mike begged his girlfriend (aka Lucas’s twin sister) for one kiss, which snowballed into making out, then to you jerking him off.

So here he was sitting on the plush pink sheets of your bed, completely at your mercy. Stripped of all his clothes while you’re completely in control.

He felt like he couldn’t breathe.

It felt so good.

Wet stickiness all over his thigh from past orgasms it was fucking pathetic.

You’ve spent the last hour driving him absolutely insane, stroking his cock until there was nothing left in his balls.

How many orgasms did he even have?

Maybe 4?

His mind was just too hazy and clouded for him to even care.

His head rested on the pillow. Drool covered his pretty pink lips, eyes screwed shut.

“Mike.. I can’t keep going if you don’t open your eyes.” You say, thumb rubbing against his sticky tip.

His eyes shoot open.

"Please," Mike chokes out, his voice a strained, breathless rasp. His pale hands clenched into balls as he clenched the sheets.

Lucas would absolutely kill him. His twin sister jerking him off while you two are supposed to be at his game?? God, it really sounds bad when you think about it.

Luckily, Mike wasn’t even thinking about it.

His chest heaves, your hands getting faster. “Oh my- Please let me cum!” Mike moans, trying to butter you up just so he can bust a nut.

You nod, “Cum for me, Mike,” you whisper, and since you give him the permission he was waiting for, he doesn't even wait.

He moans out, cum spurting from his sensitive cock.

It splatted all over his pale thighs and tummy. The soft black curls at the base of his cock almost looked like counterparts.

You let him ride it out; he could barely breathe from pleasure. Mike was still whiny, bucking his hips. “Please let me put it in you..!” He moans out, holding your wrist.

Those big brown eyes, tears prickling almost out.

How could you possibly say no?

not proofread, reading this back it’s bad but wtv

TL- @cherrishkissed @secretxhotties

Art Donaldson NSFW Alphabet ゛༝.

A little smutty alphabet for our dear submissive bisexual Art. Also this isn’t proof read LOL 😭

Wc- 1345

ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ -˵ )✧

𝓐 = aftercare (what is he like after?)

After sex, Art is usually breathless, but still takes the strength to please you, kisses down the curve of your neck. Brushing your hair that was poofy from sweat.

Though it’s 50/50, if he cleans the bedding, he at least expects you to clean him when you both shower. It’s easier, fits into your routine.

𝓑 = body part (what's his favorite body part of himself/yours?)

You ⋮ He definitely loves your thighs. How soft they look in a good tennis skirt, or when your thighs are wrapped around his head when you eat him out. so plush.. So soft.. like pillows. He’ll squish them, buy all these lotions so you can make them soooo soft!

Himself ⋮ He loves his fingers/ hands. His hands help him play tennis, hit the ball, win trophies, and make him who he is. But his hands can never part your legs, make you cum, they’re long and slender, but he goes through phases where they would either be completely short from biting or he's healthy and full from nice nail care.

𝓒 = cum (where does his cum?)

Art would much rather take the route of using a condom.

But if he actually focuses on the task, he can easily just slip out of you and cum all over your lower back or tummy. (Depending on what position you both are in.)

𝓓 = dominant (does he take control?)

Point blank no, he’s definitely a service top.

And lives for when you do whatever with his body.

𝓔 = experience (How many lovers has he had before you?)

He definitely has experience with some flings and girlfriends. None of them were that serious, though.

Probably just fucked around in his twenties.

𝓕 = favorite positions

Lives for when you ride him, your tits bouncing in his face. Taking what you want out of him. It’s hot!

He also loves the lotus position, for mostly the same reasons he likes riding.

𝓖 = grooming (how does he keep his pubic hair?)

Lightly hairy, honestly, it’s not gonna tickle you when he’s thrusting. It’s trimmed down, with light curls at the base of his cock, and lightly dusted with a brown happy trail.

𝓗 = humor (is he more silly or serious?)

Art might crack a sarcastic joke or two. Other than that, he’s actually just complimenting you the whole time.

𝓘 = intimacy (is he a romantic before, during, and/or after it?)

Art isn’t super romantic until the end and the peak of the moment. He’s so blinded by lust that he’s usually just begging in the beginning.

𝓙 = jack off (masturbation habits)

He jerks off A LOT. He has a high sex drive, but it just depends on how much you guys actually have sex.

𝓚 = kinks (what is he into?)

Sleepy sex ⋮ . He is always tired after a long day on the court. So thrusting his cock in you after a nice hot shower while he’s half asleep is a hit.

Praise Kink ⋮ . This man loves validation much more than tennis. You use the right words, you can see him crumble.

Comfort sex ⋮ , just like how he used tennis as comfort when his grandmother was dying, he also uses sex as well.

𝓛 = location (favorite place to do it)

He’s pretty vanilla, likes to do it in the bedroom. It’s just easier and more comfortable to do it in your shared space. Maybe against the counter of your bathroom or kitchen.

𝓜 = motive (turn-ons)

Art gets turned on by the little sweet things you do. Like when you show up at his games, leaving him his favorite candy, washing him in the bath.

He honestly gets turned on by anything you do, it’s kinda pathetic

𝓝 = no/turn-offs (what will he absolutely not participate in?)

He will never degrade you. That’s just not in his blood.

He won’t do anything to physically harm you. No bruises from where he hits you or anything. Just a hickey.

𝓞 = oral (how is he with giving/receiving?)

Giving ⋮ Sooo good. This guy could and would stay between your legs the whole duration of sex. He could only make you cum off his tongue, but to add some spice, he adds his fingers.

Receiving ⋮ , he’s so fucking whiny. The second your lips wrap around his cock, he’s letting out a whimper. His hands immediately fly to your head as he tries to rush out praises. He definitely bucks his hips and immediately feels bad after :((

𝓟 = pace (does he prefer rough or soft? fast or slow?)

He definitely changes his opinion. If he’s desperate, he’s very fast and rough. Butttt if he wants to “savor” the moment, he’s going fast and soft. He’s like a little dog in heat. Unless you explicitly ask him to go slow, he will. But fast is his default “setting.”

𝓠 = quickie (opinion on quickies)

He’s kinda iffy about them. He likes them, but definitely doesn’t prefer them. He’s very quick to shove down his pants before a game to get himself pumped up. But he prefers to do multiple rounds in the comfort of your own apartment.

𝓡 = risk (is he open to experimenting, etc?)

Definitely into risky situations, like fucking in the sauna. Making out on the court when he’s practicing. But as I said, he prefers to be in the bedroom. MOST of the time. But if you wanted to do it, he would do it because happy wife, happy life!

𝓢 = stamina (how long can he last? how many rounds can he go?)

He can definitely go multiple rounds, but the rounds are short because he cums very fast. So I guess it makes up?

𝓣 = toys (does he own any? Is he open to using them on you/himself?)

Definitely owns a Fleshlight and likes using vibration on you and him. Definitely into pegging as well (you cannot convince me otherwise)

𝓤 = unfair (does he like to tease you?)

Does not like teasing you but enjoys being teased. He likes teasing you out of sex, anything to get your attention, but in bed he just won’t do it. But will literally moan and whine if you slow down when he’s close and love it.

𝓥 = volume (what noises he makes)

He starts quietly, then after 1 or 2 rounds, he gets loud. Moaning, whimpering, even crying

“f-fuck baby!” he’ll definitely whine as he tries to buck his hips.

𝓦 = wild card (random headcanons)

Going off of R.

He would totally be into fucking in the sauna. God seeing you sweating in a towel that’s slipping off would just turn him on. Causing you both to fuck like dogs in heat. Well, I guess you guys are in heat.. (haha get it..)

𝓧 = x-ray (under the clothes)

Tall (6’0-6’2) and lean. He’s not too skinny but not too muscular. Definitely has a few moles and freckles spotted around his body like constellations.

He has some light brown hair leading to his cock. He is a shower, not a grower. Around 6 inches soft and 7.5-8 inches when hard. Definitely not too hairy. And has a paleish base with a pretty pink tip (FFB8BB..)

𝓨 = yearning/sex drive (how high is his sex drive?)

Sex drive is mid-ish. But most of the time it’s high. Sometimes he’s a bit worried it’s significantly more than you, but soon learns you’re just as much of a freak.

But there are times he wants to have sex more than once a day, and you have to slow him down and find a middle ground.

Definitely humps your pillow or your leg, jerks off, and uses a Fleshlight if you don’t wanna have sex (he respects your opinion ofc)

𝓩 = zzz (how quickly he falls asleep after)

He is definitely out after a nice shower. Will dig your head into your chest and just fall asleep. Authors note:

Authors note:

This took longer than expected because my cat just had kittens (dw the dad is in the picture 😭) But god Mike Faist is so god damn fine.

★ 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ★

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Stop stressing..

In which FBI! Dex is upset from a long day, you felt bad and after ignoring all your advances you go to your last resort.. some different type of stress relief.! Somewhat OOC (because dex would never ignore you!)

Wc- 1005

ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

The thick, heavy stomps from Dex’s shoes filled the foyer of your tiny apartment. He let out a heavy sigh.

“Hey, babe!” you call from the living room. Petting your cat, who was laid flat on your lap.

“Hey,” his voice a bit hoarse as he put his keys into the bowl. Kicking his shoes off with the heel of his foot. He looked drained. Very VERY drained..

Your brows furrowed together, and you got up. And walked yourself over to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, scratching your pretty nails against the nape of his neck.

He buried his nose into where your neck connects with your shoulder. Taking a deep breath in and sighing. His arms wrap around your waist, pushing you in closer.

“What’s wrong..?” Usually, Dex is drained after work. It was demanding after all. All that work he must do is tiring. Your poor baby deserves some peace after work.!! You tighten your arms around him. Moving your right arm to cup his face so he could look at you properly.

He had a soft pout on his lips, eyes couldn’t even stay open. “Bad day,” he sighed. His thumb is circling on your waist. “coworkers annoying,” he adds on. Kissing your cheek.

“W-“ you began to say, but he had moved from your body to the bathroom. Hmm.. He never ignores your advances to comfort. You couldn’t help but scowl a bit.

You decided he probably just doesn't want to be bothered, so you just went to your shared bedroom to change.

You put on a cute lacy set. Pink, blue stripes, you know. Maybe if he sees his pretty girlfriend in lace will calm him down. And so you decide to lie on the bed. You fixed the little bow on the hem.

He walked into the bedroom. His hair is slightly damp. He didn’t even glance at you!

“Dex.. Wanna lie down?” you whisper, patting the side next to you.

He shakes his head softly.

“..Dex..?” You softly whisper. Frowning. He never got like this.

“Just gonna watch some TV,” he mumbles. Sliding some sleep shorts on.

“Oh.. Okay,” You mumble. The set wasn’t that cute anymore when the whole thing was for him! (don’t be desperate for a man irl)

Silence fills your room once he walks out. You sigh, flopping yourself onto the bed.

Dex didn’t even realize he was ignoring you; he was tired. Didn’t even notice his girl was trying to get his attention with her cute, big, brown eyes and pretty French tips.

It was around 2 hours later. 2 hours of you waiting on the bed for him just to lie next to you.

You were getting desperate. How can you get his attention? He was stressed. But you wanted him. Sure, you were a bit of an attention whore. Who cares?

Now, a sudden, pretty little idea snaps inside you.

Dex was staring at the TV. The news is playing. He didn’t even see you come into the TV room, with a cute glint in your eyes, or was it just the TV glow reflecting from your dark brown eyes?

You had sunk to your knees, touching his knee. “Dex..” you murmur.

He glanced down at you. Oh, you look so pretty. Your dark, pretty skin was so dewy, your eyelashes fluttering at him. A soft pout at your lips.

He could already feel his cock growing in his shorts, bulging from its confinement.

You ever so softly kiss the bugle of his shorts before sliding it off.

You are not too surprised to see a wet spot on the spot where his slit is. He always got hard easily.

And once you pull down his pants, he lets a low groan from his chest come out. Poor baby was so pent up.

“Shit..! I’m so fucking hard,” he exhales deeply. Hand flying to the crown of your head

You kiss his pretty pink tip. Some pre-squirts out, slowly dribbling down the base of his tan-ish cock.

He moans out. Not really minding how tight his grip was on your head.

You peer up at him through your eyes. Before fully putting his tip into your mouth. Your tongue prodding at his slit.

“Shit..” he groans, pushing your head. Making you envelop his cock fully.

He tasted salty. You relaxed your throat, taking him in deeper. His thick cock is hammering at the soft spot at the back of your throat. You gag a bit.

Once you finally gather yourself, you bob your head. You're gripping his thigh for dear life.

“Babyyyy..” he whines out soon after he began to buck his hips. Eyes are squeezing shut.

Usually, you’d jerk him off. Let him savor it. This time it’s fast-paced. He was basically desperately fucking your throat.

His moan rips through your trance. Tears filling your waterline

You move your hand under his thigh. Cupping his cum filler balls. Massaging them, lightly (well to you), digging your pretty nails into his sacks.

“Yes.. Keep going, baby,” Dex whimpers. He was downright crying at this very point.

It was pathetic.

“Shit, I love you, baby..” He began thrusting his hips faster. You knew he was close

His cock ramming into your throat. You knew there was probably gonna be a bruise.

You, at least, squeeze his heavy balls. His eyes screwing shuts, causing tears to pour down.

“I’m cumming.. I’m cumming!!” Dex moans out.

God bless your neighbors.

His thighs lift. Hot thick ropes of cum spill down your throat, his chest heaving. He groans brokenly, the cum settling nicely in your tummy as you swallow.

“Thank you, baby..! I love you. Oh god IloveyouIloveyou.” Dex gasp out. Hand moving to cover his eyes.

You smile, mouth leaving his cock. A glob of spit attaches his cock to your mouth.

“Do you feel better?” You mutter, fluttering your cute lashes

He nods desperately. “Yes.. Oh god yes..”

And that the next day, he made sure to ignore you again.

Authors note:

First fic! I hope you can’t tell i’m horrible at dirty talk 🌝.. Leave a like or smth if you enjoyed!!! God Dex is so fucking hot i want to suck his man tits

★ 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ★

TL- @cherrishkissed