“What the fuck is a work husband?” or “You’re stupid if you think they just want to be friends.”
Or maybe Nanami for The Professor AU idk I couldn't pick They just seem to fit them
All writing will be #writing-wh0re-requests
Pairing: Professor!Nanami x Student!Reader (Female anatomy described)
Words: 2,346
Warnings: Smut18+, Sir kink, Praise Kink, Unprotected Sex, Language, Fingering, Blowjob, Cum (?), Hair pulling, Semi-Public Sex
A/N:Thank you for sending in a request!
I tried to mix Professor Nanami and "You're stupid if you think they just want to be friends."
Hopefully I did this justice!
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“All right, all right, settle down.”
The whole lecture hall goes silent at Nanami’s voice, everyone falling into their seats and waiting for his instruction. I shamelessly drag my eyes up his body, his cream pants paired with a blue button up and spotted yellow tie, all complimenting his glasses.
“It’s rude to stare.” I roll my eyes at Jacob’s whispered words, sighing as the guys around me laugh. God I hate that I ended up in this seat at the start of semester.
Professor Nanami looks over in our direction, clearly hearing the snickering between the guys. I watch as he pushes his glasses higher up his nose; My mind wanders to what his hands would feel like on my body. My skin falls hot, quickly uncrossing and crossing my legs having quickly worked myself up.
Class continues quickly, covering what's expected on our upcoming exam.
“Y/n, psst.” I keep my eyes forward, not wanting to engage with Nathan.
“Oi!” Nathan quickly covers his shout with a cough, Professor Nanami keeps his eyes towards us as he continues to speak.
“Y/n.”
“What?!” I whisper, looking over my shoulder at Nathan. He smirks at me, dragging his tongue along his lips before whispering.
“Busy tonight?”
I roll my eyes and face forward, noticing Professor Nanami with his arms crossed, almost bursting from his shirt. He continues to speak to the class, his eyes glued to Nathan with a slight frown on his face.
“Our frat’s having a party, be there by 8.” Luke whispers beside me.
“I’d rather no-”
“Y/n, something you’d like to share?”
My mouth falls dry, most of the class quickly spin around to look at me, most of the females keeping their eyes on him.
“No Sir, sorry.”
Professor Nanami chuckles, tisking as he shakes his head.
“See me after class.”
I quickly nod, my face covered in blush at the embarrassment of the situation.
The class continues slowly, my heart continuing to pound in my chest as I watch the minutes tick by, racking my brain for a good apology to give him.
| | |
“Alright, remember your exam is next week, see you all Thursday.” Professor Nanami states as the sea of bodies pile out of the room. I slowly pack up my things, making my way over to his desk. I take a deep breath in, slowly calming myself down, which doesn’t seem to work as Nanami takes a seat in his chair, his legs spread wide.
“Sir, I just want to say that I’m-”
“You’re stupid if you think they just want to be friends”
My mouth opens and closes, not expecting him to cut me off, especially not like that. I knit my eyebrows together.
“They aren't friends.” I mumble, shocked that I gave that impression, god does everyone think that?
“Speak up.”
“They’re not my friends sir.”
Nanami chuckles a slight smirk on his lips, his fingers rubbing his cheek.
“Good.”
My fingers fidget with the hem of my skirt, my stomach filled with butterflies. I look over towards the door before looking back at Nanami who is now circling paper work on his desk. I slowly spin on my heel walking towards the door, before I can exit Nanami speaks up.
“I have a spot for you at the front, you’ll sit there in our next class.” Nanami’s eyes trail up my body, his eyes lingering on the hem of my skin as I nod.
“Thank you Sir.”
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I quickly look at my phone, running through the grounds of the university to make it to Nanami’s class, I haven’t ever been this late.
I take a deep breath before opening the door and slipping into the lecture. I spot Jacob and the other guys as they wave at me. I frown slightly, quickly flicking my eyes to Nanami as he points to a seat directly in front of his desk. Relief and embarrassment washes over me, a few odd looks coming from other female students as I sit down in the seat. I feel my phone vibrate on the desk, flipping it over and seeing a text from Jacob. I skim over the text,
‘Teacher’s pet’
I ignore the text and flip my phone back over. Focusing on Nanami, taking a few notes and listening to the other student’s questions.
Nanami takes a seat at his desk, gesturing while he talks as my eyes focus on his arms flexing. I bite my lip, my mind wandering as I catch Nanami’s eye, blush floods my cheeks as I squirm in my chair, crossing my legs which causes Nanami to smirk and continue his train of thought.
The lecture continues smoothly, my phone vibrating every now and again, catching Nanami’s attention every time. The lecture finishes earlier than normal as everyone piles out of the room Nanami stops me.
“Show me your phone.”
“What?” I question, causing Nanami to sigh and lean against his desk, with his arms folded.
“You aren’t dumb, you heard me.”
I hand Nanami my phone, unlocking it and watching him scroll through the text messages from the guys. Nanami shakes his head and chuckles.
“Boys, have you slept with any of them?”
My mouth falls open at his question as he waits for my response.
“No, boys aren’t my type.”
My brain screams at my confidence, slightly cheering myself on for such a bold answer.
Nanami smirks, pushing his glasses up higher on his nose, his hands resting back on the desk to support his body.
“You’ve always intrigued me.”
Butterflies erupt inside of me, a smile on my face as I look away from Nanami.
“Same goes for you Sir.”
“Kento, when it's just you and me.”
“Kento.” I whisper, liking how it sounds rolling off my tongue.
The tension between us is thick, our eyes explore each other mentally undressing the other. I drop my bag on the ground, stepping closer to Nanami as he closes the distance between us. His hands cup my cheeks, tilting my head up to his, his eyes flick to my lips a small smile on his lips before he kisses me. I place my hands on his chest, feeling the hardness of his body, my fingers gripping his button up, both of us relaxing into the kiss.
Nanami deepens the kiss, he moans against my lips sending waves of arousal to my core. His fingers tangle in my hair, gently pulling at the strands as I moan into our kiss. Nanami bites my lip, pulling away from me, his pupils blown, filled with lust. He spins us around, placing me on the desk before walking away from me. My chest rises and falls, watching as he locks the door to the lecture hall, Nanami loosens his tie as he approaches me. Standing in between my legs, his hand caresses my cheek.
“This is dangerous.”
Nanami chuckles, slowly nodding in agreement with me.
“If you dont want this, tell me.”
“I want you.”
Nanami lets out a shaky breath, his hands move to my hips pulling me closer to him, thankfully the desk provides me with extra height. He runs his hands down to my thighs, slipping them under my skirt causing my breath to hitch.
His lips press against mine, my fingers running through his hair, his hands grip my thighs. He trails his kisses down my neck, softly biting and sucking my skin. Soft moans fill the air around us, I wrap one leg around his waist, pulling him against me and grinding against his clothed bulge.
Nanami groans at my actions, his hands moving down my thighs to my ass, gripping the supple skin and helping to guide my hips against him.
I guide his lips back to mine, tangling our tongues together, both of us moaning against each other. His fingers drag up my thigh, pressing against my clothed clit causing my breath to hitch. Nanami pulls away from our kiss, looking down at his hand. He pulls my panties to the side, softly dragging his fingers up and down my pussy.
“You’re so wet baby.”
I moan in response, nodding causing him to smirk and lick his lips. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he slips his fingers past my folds, slowly tracing my clit causing me to bite my lip.
“Don’t be shy, let me hear you.”
Nanami slips two fingers inside of me, his thumb circling my clit as I tilt my head back, his name falling from my lips in a moan.
“Again.”
“Kento, fuck.” I moan, his pace picking up slightly, his lips back on mine, his tongue fighting against mine. I continue to moan into his mouth, the sound of his fingers pulling in and out of my drenched pussy fill the air.
“You’re so tight honey, am I going to fit?”
My pussy tightens around his fingers at the thought of his cock. Nanami chuckles, kissing my neck. He stands back, pulling his fingers from me and sucking on them. My mouth falls open in shock, hearing him moan at my taste.
Nanami quickly undoes his belt, pulling his hard cock out.
“Fuck.”
Nanami smirks, pumping his cock as I watch, wondering if he will fit. He pulls me closer to the edge of the desk, dragging the tip of his cock up and down my slit, smearing my wetness down his cock. His eyes lock with mine, silently asking for permission as I nod.
I open my legs a little wider, allowing for Nanami to place his hands under my knees, sliding into me as both of us moan.
“Look at that baby, such a good girl.”
My pussy tightens around him, earning a deep groan to fall from his lips.
“Mm, my good girl.”
I whimper in response, moving my hips with his as he continues to thrust in and out of me. His cock stretches me perfectly, his pace is slow, savouring the way we melt into one.
“Kento, please.”
Nanami tilts his head back sighing, picking up his pace as he places my legs on his chest, my ankles resting on his shoulders. I lay back on the desk, my hands groping my breasts through my shirt as Nanami kept his eyes focused on my actions. His arms wrap around my legs on his chest, pulling me closer to him, his muscles flex as he rocks in and out of me. A sight I will definitely keep in my brain.
I run my hand from my breast to my clit, rubbing fast circles on the sensitive bud, my back arching off the desk.
“Cum for me Y/n.”
“God, Sir don’t stop.”
Nanami moans at the nickname, his thrusts speeding up as his free hand falls to my boob, slipping his hand under my shirt to caress my skin.
“Right there, yes, yes.”
My body tenses before a wash of release washes over me. My skin tingles and my legs slightly shake against his chest, my pussy tightening around him.
“Taking me so well baby.”
I whimper in response, small aftershocks ticking through my body as Nanami continues to pull in and out of me. The sound of my wetness fills the air, his thrusts slowing.
“Fuck, I’m close.”
“Cum in my mouth Sir.”
Nanami’s breath hitches as his thrusts stop, his eyes search mine as I sit up, pushing him away from me. I whimper as his cock slips from inside me, standing on wobbly legs before falling to my knees in front of him. I tilt my head back, sticking my tongue out and batting my eyelashes up at him.
“Fuck.” Nanami sighs, his hand gripping my ponytail, pulling my head back, allowing for him to slide inside my mouth. I hallow my cheeks, my tongue swirling under him as he fucks my throat. My eyes water slightly, my hands holding his thighs as his grip on my hair loosens slightly before guiding my mouth on his cock.
I watch as Nanami’s mouth falls open, his eyes fixated on his cock disappearing between my lips, his fingers gripping my hair tighter causing my moan to vibrate around him.
“I’m cumming, fuck Y/n.”
I keep my eyes on him, watching his jaw tighten before a string of curse words fall from his lips. His eyes closing and his grip loosening as hot ropes of cum cover my throat. I place my hand around his cock, pumping a few times causing his moans to echo through the room. I slip his dick past my lips with a small pop and showing him my cum covered tongue before swallowing.
Nanami stares at me in surprise, his eyes widened slightly as I drag my thumb across my lips before sucking it.
“Thank you Sir.” I whisper
Nanami stays quiet, his heavy breathing the only sound coming from him. He pulls me up to his height, his lips falling against mine, his hands resting on my hips. We pull away from each other, quickly making ourselves more presentable as I grab my things.
Nanami hands me his phone, leaning against his desk with his arms folded, much like he was at the start.
“Add your number and let me know when you’re free”
Blush hits my cheeks as the butterflies fill my stomach. I quickly type my number in, handing his phone back to him.
“Text me whenever, I can clear my schedule.”
Nanami nods, reaching his hand out to me and pulling me against his body, his lips lock with mine, his hands groping my ass as I moan against his lips. He smirks into our kiss, pulling away from me and caressing my cheek.
I quickly peck his lips before slipping from his embrace and walking towards the door. I twist the lock and open the handle, feeling my phone vibrate as I check the notification.
‘9pm, Apartment 15, 112th street.’
I look over my shoulder as Nanami winks and sits down at his desk before opening papers to read.
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Heyoooo I saw that your requests are open and I'm absolutely screaming because OH MY GOD WHAT A PROMPT LIST
So may I request, “If they touch you again, I’ll break their fucking hands” + Bodyguard AU + Billy Hargrove?
I'd probably faint it you wrote this!! Thank you so so much! 😍💖🙏
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Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 2,572
Warnings: Smut 18+, Explicit Language, Praise Kink, Sir Kink, Vaginal Intercourse, Unprotected Sex, Oral (female and male receiving), Jealousy, Language.
A/n: I have re-written this so many times trying to make it right, I hope you enjoy this Leyla! Thank you so much for sending this through!
Being the daughter of a powerful man wasn't the most ideal situation but it did have its perks, like getting into exclusive clubs, penthouse apartments in New York and my own sex god of a body guard, can’t complain.
“Y/n, I expect you to be there?”
I flick my eyes up from my phone, looking up at my father, his best friend Mike smirking at my confusion.
“Uhh, could you repeat that?”
My father tuts, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“My birthday party tonight, I'm hoping you'll make an appearance.”
“If I must.” I smile up at my father as he nods, ticking my name on the guest list.
“That completes the list, be there by 9pm.”
My fathers phone buzzes on the table as he excuses himself and walks out of the room. I noticed Billy standing by the door, a swift wink sent my way as I felt my cheeks heat up.
“Will you let me buy you a drink tonight?” Mike asks, his eyes looking from my cleavage to my eyes.
‘Ew’
“Let's see where the night takes us.” I stand from my seat, feeling Billy’s hand on the small of my back as he pulls my chair out for me, guiding me out of the room.
I wave goodbye to my father as Billy and I get into the private elevator, leaving my fathers penthouse.
I lean against the back wall, the cool marble refreshing against my back. Billy leans on the wall to my left, his arms crossed.
“I hate Mike.”
I smirk at his mumbled comment, humming in agreement. Billy pushes off the wall, his body standing in front of mine, towering over me. I look up at him, his hand tucking a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. Billy licks his bottom lip as my heart hammers in my chest. This isn’t the first time I’ve been this close to him. My mind quickly wanders to where I want this to lead, internally slapping myself knowing Billy won’t cross the line. His hand cups my cheek, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. My breathing becomes uneasy, butterflies erupting inside of me.
“He is not buying you a drink, got it?”
I bite my lip, nodding in response as Billy shakes his head.
“Tell me you understand.”
“Yes Sir.” I whisper, watching Billy’s eyes darken as the elevator tings signalling the doors open.
“Good girl.” Billy whispers guiding me out of the elevator and to the car. Billy opens my door, sliding in beside me and providing the driver with directions.
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I rummage through my closet, sorting through the outfits, trying to find something to grab Billy’s attention.“Oh.” My fingers brush against the red silk dress, “Definitely this one.” I slip out of my robe, pulling the dress up my body, backless with a halter neck, slightly showing off side boob. The dress sits against my mid thigh, the addition of my black stilettos tying the whole outfit together.
I spray myself with perfume, quickly applying clear gloss to my lips. I look over myself in the mirror hoping to drive Billy crazy.
I swing open my bedroom door, meeting Billy in the hallway, his eyes instantly roaming up my body. I smile posing slightly as Billy chuckles.
“You look great.” I compliment, noticing Billy is dressed in all black, a black button up with the top buttons undone and sleeves rolled up, paired with black pants and shoes.
“So do you.” His fingers brush up my arm leaving goosebumps in his wake. Billy bends down slightly, our lips inches away from each other before his phone vibrates, pulling away from me. Billy sighs before answering, quickly finishing the call before looking over at me.
“Car is waiting.”
I nod, following Billy to the car, mentally slapping the driver for interrupting our moment.
| | | |
“The princess is here.” Mike beams, my father right by his side.
Billy stays close to me as I hug my father, taking a champagne glass from a nearby waiter. My father quickly dismisses me, walking through the party to greet other people.
“Drink Hargrove?” Mike asks
Billy shakes his head as Mike pouts.
“C’mon it's Silver's birthday.” I slightly cringe at my fathers nickname, watching Billy decline Mike again causing the man to shake his head.
“Well you’re boring.”
“Just doing my job.” Billy retorts.
“Pfff, please, little princess doesn’t need saving here, everyone loves y/n.” Mike smiles, his eyes wandering over me lingering on my side boob as I cross my arms. “You’re stunning.”
Billy’s jaw tightens as he moves closer to me, standing slightly in front of me. I quickly finish my champagne, needing alcohol to get through this night.
“Ah, let me buy you a drink.”
“She’s good.”
“I'm good.”
Billy and I respond at the same time, a small smirk on his lips at my response.
Mike rolls his eyes, walking away from the two of us.
“God why is he so interested in me, he’s literally my dad’s age.” I cringe.
Billy chuckles, his eyes looking at me.
“You’re stunning so I don’t blame him.”
Butterflies erupt inside of me as I blush, hiding my face by looking around the room.
“Here princess.” My whole body stiffens, my eyes widen as Mike’s arm falls around my shoulders. Within an instant Billy pulled me from Mike’s embrace and stood in front of me.
“What the fuck are you doing.” Billy spits, grabbing Mike by the collar.
Mike laughs, avoiding Billy’s gaze.
“Simply providing the princess with a refreshment.”
“After she said no?”
“You’re making a scene.” Mike spits, smiling at a few people looking at him.
“Don’t fucking touch her.”
“How much is Silver paying you to care about her?”
Billy uses his grip on Mike’s collar to throw him to the ground, the drinks he was holding splashing onto himself and the floor.
“Billy, let's go.” I grab his arm, pulling him closer to me as he looks at me, his eyes running over my body quickly for anything out of place, noticing I’m uncomfortable he nods in agreement.
“You’re a fucking idiot, do you know who you’re messing with?”
Billy sighs, turning around to Mike and bending down to his face. Billy whispers something to Mike that makes his eyes go wide before he shakes his head mumbling a ‘Yes Mr Hargrove.’
My mouth falls open in shock as Billy laces his fingers with mine, pulling me through the crowd of people. My eyes quickly scan the room for my father, seeing him with a blonde girl on his lap as she laughs at something he said. I cringe at the sight, thankful that Billy is taking me home.
“What did you say to Mike?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“But I want to know Billy, what did you say?” I pull my hand from his, standing in the lobby of my father’s hotel.
Billy tilts his head back a deep sigh leaving his lips, frustration oozing from him. He spins to face me, closing the distance between us, his body heat enveloping me as our eyes lock.
“I told him if he touches you again, I’ll break his fucking hands. No one touches you, especially that jack off.”
My heart races before my mind can process, I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him down to meet my lips. Our kiss is messy, lips, teeth and tongues smashing together as Billy pulls my waist against him, pulling me up into his arms. I wrap my legs around his torso, his hands holding my ass as he walks us towards the waiting car.
We fumble into the car, Billy tells the driver my address before pulling me into his lap, ignoring all his typical road safety rules.
His lips fall to my neck kissing and sucking on my skin, his hands running up and down my exposed back.
“God, I crave you.” His whispered words mixed with his lips on my neck cause my panties to flood with wetness, wanting nothing more than Billy.
“Billy, I need you.”
Billy pulls away from my neck, his eyes locking with mine before flicking to the driver.
“Mind your fucking business and drive the car.”
I blush having forgotten about the driver and hide my face in his neck.
“You’re safe with me.” Billy whispers, running his fingers up and down my back.
“I know.” I whisper, kissing his neck, dragging my tongue up throat as he grips my hips. I smirk against his skin, having found his sweet spot. I suck and bite leaving my mark on him.
The car stops as Billy rushes us out of the vehicle without another word to the driver.
We barely made it to my apartment without pulling our clothes off each other. The moment the door was shut Billy was pulling my dress off. The only light filling the room is from the city below, a mix of whites, reds and blues bounce off the walls and our skin.
“You’re beautiful baby.”
My heart flutters, my fingers working on the buttons of Billy’s shirt. My fingers drag down his chest, fumbling with his belt as Billy’s hands cup my breasts, his mouth capturing my nipples, sucking on the hardened nub.
“Fuck Billy.”
“Uh uh, what do you call me baby.”
“Sir.”
Billy groans, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pulls my head back, locking his eyes with mine.
“Such a good girl for me, aren’t you baby.”
I nod as Billy chuckles, shaking his head.
“Yes sir.”
Billy smirks, kissing me softly, biting my bottom lip and pulling it away from me.
I pull Billy towards me by his belt loops, undoing his pants as I drop to my knees, my heels providing me with more height, becoming level with his cock. I look up at Billy, holding his dick in my hand, dragging my tongue from the base to the tip. His breath becomes shaky, my tongue swirls around the throbbing head, sliding my lips down his length. I feel his fingers tangle in my hair helping guide my mouth up and down his cock. I tilt my head back, taking more of his cock slipping into my throat as Billy’s moans fill the air.
“Holy fuck, yes baby.”
I moan around him, pulling his cock from my lips with a pop as I tap it against my tongue, kitten licking the tip.
“God.” Billy moans, his hands running through his hair as I smirk up at him, winking.
Billy bends down quickly pulling me up into his arms. His cock brushes against my red thong, his lips smash against mine, walking us towards the huge living room window and pushing me against it.
I gasp looking at the city below, holding onto Billy tighter, my heart racing at the thought of the only thing separating us from the world is the cold glass.
“You’re safe with me, remember baby?”
“Always.” I whisper, his smile illuminated by the city light below.
Billy softly places me down, falling to his knees and placing my leg over his shoulder. He places a soft kiss against my clothed clit; I whimper at the contact, rocking my hips forward as he pulls my thong to the side.
“You’re soaking, so needy for me.”
I moan in response, his tongue tracing my pussy lips, teasing me. He blows air on my glistening slit, his fingers slipping inside of me. My head rests against the window, my fingers tangling in his hair, his tongue swirling around my throbbing clit, dragging up and down, tracing numbers earning a gasp to fall from my lips. He curls his fingers inside of me, keeping a slow steady pace to match his tongue.
“Fuck Billy.”
Billy groans against me, lapping at my core as if he would never get the chance again, savouring every stroke. His free hand reaches up my body, cupping my boob and squeezing the skin as he sucks my clit, Billy’s fingers pressing against my g-spot.
“Right there, fuck.” My legs tremble against the glass, Billy continues his pace, my fingers pull at the strands of his hair, my hips grinding against his tongue and fingers to reach my high.
“I’m-fuck, cumming Sir.”
Billy moans against my core as I tighten around his fingers, covering them in cum.
My chest rises and falls, Billy kisses my thighs, trailing kisses up my body. His lips wrap around my nipple looking up at me.
“Please, Sir, fuck me, I need you Billy.”
Billy smirks, pulling away from my body as he runs his cock up and down my slit, the nudges against my clit causing small shocks to rush through my body. Billy holds my leg up under my knee before slipping inside of me.
I gasp at the size of him, his thick cock stretching my walls. Billy smirks at me, looking down at his cock buried inside of me.
“You were made for me baby.”
“Only you.”
Billy kisses me, his hips thrusting in and out of me slowly, building a rhythm. My mouth falls open, the sound of skin slapping skin accompanying my moans.
“Look at me baby.”
I lock eyes with Billy, my hands tangling in his hair.
“There’s my pretty girl, you take my cock so well.”
I groan in response, my pussy tightening around his cock at the praise. Billy licks his lips, his signature smirk on his face as he grabs my other leg under my knee, placing his hands on my ass, holding me off the ground.
“Fuck.” I dig my nails into his shoulders leaving marks on his skin.
The new angle allows for Billy to slip deeper inside of me, the grip on my ass helping his thrusts as he bounces me on his cock.
Billy captures my lips in his, our moans mixing as our tongues fight against each other.
“I’m close.” I whisper, pulling Billy closer to me for support as I slip my fingers between my slit, rubbing my clit.
“Fuck baby.” Billy moans, watching me play while his cock continues to slide in and out of me.
“God, don’t stop, please.”
Billy picks up his pace causing my legs to tremble around his arms. His hands grip my ass tighter, his pace slowing slightly.
“Cum for me baby, cover my cock”
My mind falls fuzzy, feeling his cock twitch inside of me, his lips fall to my neck, sucking and biting as his moans vibrate against my skin.
“I want you to fill me Sir, please.”
“God, I’m going to ruin you.”
Billy opens my legs a little more, going faster before his hips falter, cumming deep inside of me.
His head falls on my shoulder, keeping his cock inside of me, both of us catching our breath, holding each other.
Billy gently pulls out of me, letting my legs down, my heels unbalancing me slightly.
“I’ve always wanted to fuck you against this window.”
I giggle slightly at Billy’s comment, looking over the window that is slightly fogged up, a few imprints marking the clear glass.
“I’ve always wanted you to fuck me.”
Billy smiles, cupping my face in his hands and kissing my lips softly as if I could break.
“Please stay.” I whisper, wrapping my hand around Billy’s wrists, his eyes searching mine.
I have decided to get back into writing - however, my requests are closed as I am writing for myself and sharing it with you all. I figured this would be an easier way for me to get myself back into it. Soooo I have decided to complete a mini series. Its a Royal Au! with Henry Cavill (because why not?) I hope you enjoy this as much as I am, I’m having so much fun writing this.
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Likes are great but feedback is golden!
Royal Au!
Pairing: Knight!Henry Cavill x Princess!Reader
Word Count: 2,264
Series Warnings: Smut 18+, Explicit Language, Slight Praise Kink, Vaginal Intercourse, Unprotected Sex, Oral (female and male receiving), Angst, Jealousy, Semi Public Sex. Mentions of Death.
i’m still amazed that they decided to make will canonically gay first when mike pulled this shit two seasons earlier
will was covered in sweat, a sickly victorian boy, and mike was looking at him like that. literal stars in his eyes. he is amazed by the wonders of 1 boy
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if you’ve been following me for 4+ years i’m certain you could make a chart of every character i’ve gotten attached to and it would tell you more about me than any therapist’s notes ever could. but we don’t have the time for that. there are other things at hand. do not even worry about it. next exhibit. we’re moving along. we’re walking
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I ONLY JUST LEARNED ABOUT THE EXISTENCE OF THIS MUSHROOM????? WHICH ERUPTS FROM AN EGG BEFORE UNCURLING HELLISH ARMS, EXPOSING ITS STICKY MASS OF SPORES TO BE SPREAD BY FLIES ATTRACTED BY THE SCENT OF ROTTING FLESH???
Admittedly, I am easily won over by all organisms that attract flies with the scent of rotting flesh. But the octopus stinkhorn (Clathrus archeri) also has tentacles, a freaky egg stage, and blackish goop, so it’s my favorite now.
bestie I’m feeling like Lloyd and Six fighting over reader but in a smutty way you know??? please??😩😍
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Pairing: Sierra Six - Court Gentry x reader / Lloyd Hansen x Reader (kind of)
Word Count: 2310k
Warnings: Smut 18+, Explicit Language, Slight Praise Kink, Vaginal Intercourse, Unprotected Sex, Angst(?), Jealousy, Semi Public Car Sex.
A/N: I'm kinda back, kinda not. Sorry my posting has 0 schedule and is super random, but I hope you love this!
As a kid I never thought about a life where I would have to live mission to mission and in dodgy hotel rooms.
But it’s just how my life ended up.
“Miss, your drink.”
I snap out of my thoughts, looking up at the bartender as I smile, grabbing the drink from his grasp.
I look around the room discreetly locking eyes with Lloyd Hansen, his eyes racking up my body taking in how the red silk hugs my figure.
I raise the glass to my lips, flicking my eyes away from Lloyd.
“I’ve got his attention.” I whisper against my glass, flicking my eyes around the room looking for Sierra six.
‘Good girl.’ Butterflies erupt inside of me at the praise.
“I couldn’t help but notice you’re all alone.” His voice is raspier than I expected, a tingle running up my spine, oh no.
I smile at Lloyd, quickly downing my drink causing him to raise an eyebrow.
“Bartender! Another for the lady.” Lloyd says holding up my empty glass.
“You dont have to do that.”
“I insist.” Lloyd whispers looking me up and down.
Blush heats up my face, my mind fighting against itself.
‘Is that blush I see?’ Court’s voice whispers in my ear as I feel my mouth go dry.
“What’s a man like you doing in a place like this?”
Lloyd chuckles, his head falling back slightly.
The bartender places my drink down in front of me, tipping his head toward me before rushing to other paterons.
“I find it hard to believe you don’t know who I am.”
I raise an eyebrow as I sip my drink.
‘Be careful.’ Court whispers as Lloyd looks over in Court’s direction, Court’s seat now empty. I release a breath, thankful for his disappearance.
Lloyd leans in closer to me, his lips against my ear.
“It’s easy to spot a Sierra, especially when there’s two.”
‘Bathroom.’ Court whispers.
“I’m sorry?” I was shocked.
Lloyd licks his lips, a wicked smirk on his face.
“Dumb doesn’t look good on you.”
“Excuse me.”
I slip off the bar stool quickly rushing away from Lloyd, feeling his presence behind me.
“Six, where are you?” I whisper, rushing down the hallway to the bathrooms.
I look behind me, my stomach dropping at the sight of Lloyd pushing through the crowd.
My body runs into something, rather someone. His cologne hits me before I look up, my body relaxing against him.
Court’s eyes quickly looked over me, studying me as if Lloyd had hurt me.
Lloyd chuckles, his hands resting behind his back, eyes dark.
“Sierra Six, or should I call you by your real name?”
Court’s grip on my hip tightens as he pushes me behind him slightly. Does he seriously forget that I’m an assassin?
Court scoffs rolling his eyes, his hold never loosening on my body.
“Why don’t we keep this civil?” Court suggests, his eyes looking past Lloyd at the general public.
“Please, I know you both love to put on a show.”
My eyebrows knit together, Court’s jaw tightening.
“Oh no no.” Lloyd chuckles, leaning against the nearby wall. “Don’t act like you don’t know.”
I open and close my mouth to object, but Lloyd cuts me off.
“Two nights ago, you both decided you were fed up with pretending to ignore your feelings and fuck on the balcony.” Lloyd winks at me as I hide behind Court a little more.
“You sound delicious by the way babygirl.”
“Enough.”
Lloyd raises an eyebrow chuckling.
“You were the ones putting on a show.” Lloyd states putting his hands up in defence.
“Plus, what kind of name is Court?”
I watch Court’s whole body tense at the mention of his name on Lloyds tongue.
‘If we leave he will follow.’ I whisper, knowing Court can hear me through the earpiece.
“Go.” Court whispers, pushing me away.
I stumble slightly, looking between the two men before turning and running away.
“C’mon now! Don’t tease me!” Lloyd shouts before the sound of fists hitting skin and grunting fills the hallway.
The hallway bends to the right, the green exit sign flicking above.
“Six!”
‘Go…. without….. Me’ The earpiece crackles, hearing hit after hit.
I jiggle the handle, it is not budging. I scoff before falling to my knees and picking the lock.
Click the sound is music to my ears and racing heart as I pull the door open.
“No.. no no no.” I chant, the door opening to a brick wall. “How is this regulation?” I mumble.
“Oh Y/n!” Lloyd yells in a singsong voice. My heart pounds in my chest, butterflies filling my stomach.
If he wasn’t such a physco, he would be a total catch.
I look around the hallway hoping for another door or window, anything.
“Hi baby.”
“Fuck.”
I look over at Lloyd, his eyes looking me up and down.
“I can’t believe you went for him.”
“C’mon six.” I whisper.
“Six won’t be joining us.” My heart sinks, Lloyd has to be bluffing.
I quickly trace my eyes over Lloyd’s body, his arms almost bulging out of his shirt, blood stains across his strong abdomen and his pants tight against his thighs.
I mentally slap myself, stop checking out the enemy, he is literally a psychopath.
Lloyd strides towards me, causing me to back away from him. I brush my hand against my leg attempting to feel for my knife. My stomach drops, the emptiness of my thigh holster causing a panic to set over me. My eyes fall on the black and silver blade in the middle of the hallway.
“Y/n!” Court calls, my heart leaping in my chest. Lloyd turns his back slightly, looking towards Court. Before I can think I’m running down the hallway towards him, stupidly.
Lloyd grabs a hold of my waist, pulling me off the ground and against his hard chest. I thrash around, elbowing him in the shoulder as his grip loosens. I wiggle out of his grip, slapping him across the face and pushing him backwards. I turn to run towards Court with zero luck as Lloyd trips me, my body hitting the hard floor, my lungs struggling for air.
“Not so fast Princess.”
“You’ve got a hard hit, I’ll give you that.”
Heavy footsteps thud against the ground as Court rounds the corner.
Lloyd pulls me against his body. His hand resting just below my boobs, his thigh against my ass.
“God, you smell incredible.” Lloyd whispers, his lips against my ear.
I keep my eyes trained on Court, studying his every move, trying to figure out his plan.
“You’re a selfish son of a bitch, you know that?” Lloyd chuckles, his chest rumbling against my back.
Court cracks his neck, walking towards us as Lloyd pulls me further against him.
“C’mon now, you can’t send her in here and expect me to just let her go.”
“Lloyd.” I whimper, his grip on my body deathly tight.
His hand wanders up my chest, brushing against my boobs as my nipples prick up at the sudden touch, it doesn’t go unnoticed. Lloyd’s hand settles around my throat, pulling me more against him.
“Court.” I whimper, Lloyd’s grip tightening.
“That’s a little insulting baby, my hands on you and another man's name on your lips.”
“Lloyd.” Court warns.
Lloyd chuckles, his lips brushing against my neck, small kisses being placed on my warm skin.
Oh fuck, this shouldn’t feel good.
My lips part, eyes fluttering shut.
“Fuck.” I whisper, my body tingling at his touch. The whole scenario caused a buzz to fill me.
“Good girl.” Lloyd whispers, his hand moving from my neck to grope my boob.
“Y/n.” Court whispers, the earpiece causing his voice to ring through my brain.
My eyes snap open, focusing on the man in front of me rather than on me.
God this is wrong, so so so wrong. But so fucking good.
Lloyd pulls away from me, his eyes locking onto Court.
Lloyd drops his weapon at Court’s feet, guiding my body over to the nearby wall and caging me against him.
“I’m sure you can share Six.” Lloyd winks, his hands on my skin.
“Stop, Y/n doesn’t want this.”
Lloyd chuckles, looking into my eyes as my lips part, looking between him and Court.
“Y/n know’s how to stop me.” Lloyd states, his eyes looking over towards my knife on the floor, knowing full well I could swing this and stab him.
“This is so wrong.” I mumble, Lloyd’s lips brushing against mine.
“Then stop me.” He whispers, his lips crashing against mine. His moustache scratched against my skin softly. I melt into the kiss, my hands falling to his shoulders.
Lloyd moans against my lips, I open my eyes and look towards Court, winking at him as he shakes his head.
Court pulls Lloyd off my body, replacing him with his own.
His lips on my neck.
“This better be a part of your plan.” Court whispers against my skin.
“Grab my knife.” I whisper, kissing Court as he chuckles.
“You really aren’t someone who share’s are you?” Lloyd mocks.
Court pulls away from me, gesturing for Lloyd to take his place.
Lloyd smirks, stalking towards me as his lips latch onto mine. I run my hands up and down Lloyd’s chest, before feeling his body go limp against me, a groan filling the air.
Court used the butt on my knife against Lloyd’s head. Before digging the knife into Lloyd’s shoulder.
“You….cunt..” Lloyd groans, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“Go before he wakes up.” Court instructs as I usher out of the hallway. I quickly fix my appearance before walking into the crowd of people, the music thumping louder than before. I push my way through, walking outside as Court stands beside me, a black SUV pulling up in front of us.
“Get in.”
I smile weakly, climbing into the car and pulling out my ear piece.
“You took it too far.”
“Did it make you jealous?” I tease, causing Court to tense, looking out of the window.
“What did you expect me to do? He had us cornered, you were down and my knife was missing.”
“You didn’t need to throw yourself at him.”
“It let his guard down!”
Court scoffs, shaking his head.
“And yours.”
“So you’re mad at me for improvising and getting us out of there?”
Court shakes his head, his jaw clenching. His hand wraps around my throat, pinning me against the seat.
“I'm mad that you liked it.”
“Then help me forget him.”
Court’s eyes flick from mine to my lips. He locks the two way window between us and the driver, his lips locking with mine.
His tongue parts my lips, his tongue tracing mine as his hands run up my body.
“God.” He mumbles, his fingers pinching my nipples, his mouth muffling my moans.
“Court please.” I wiggle my hips up, his hand caressing down my body, cupping my pussy.
“You’re dripping.”
I bite my lips, tossing up whether or not to tease him.
“Lloyd’s doing.”
Court grunts, his hand slapping my drenched pussy.
“Don’t be a slut.”
His fingers slip past my panties, circling my clit extremely slow causing my eyes to flutter shut.
“Please.”
Court sucks his mark into my skin, his teeth grazing against me.
“Use your words.”
“Court, fuck me.” I whimper, grinding up against his fingers.
“Do you deserve it?”
“Court.” I moan, my head falling back against the seat.
The sound of his belt buckle fills the air, his hands fumbling with his pants as I pull my underwear down my legs. I push him back against the seat, straddling his lap.
The car slows down, turning a corner as Court holds me against him, his cock brushing against my swollen clit.
He runs his cock up and down my slit, collecting my wetness before stretching me out.
“Fuck.” We both moan in unison.
Our eyes lock together as I move my hips slowly, his fingers slipping my dress down my body, my boobs falling out of the silk.
His lips wrap around my nipple, biting at the hardened bud.
I run my fingers through his hair, tugging on the strands as his hips meet mine. The rhythm of the car moving and our hips rocking together creates the perfect motion.
My toes curl at the pleasure flowing through me, the sounds falling from Court’s lips causing butterflies to fill my stomach.
Court’s hand’s move to my ass, guiding my hips to chase his high.
"So good Court."
"Better than him." Court groans as I nod.
“Say it.”
“Better than Lloyd.”
The confirmation causes Court to pick up his pace, fucking up into me faster causing my rythem to falter.
“Right there!”
Court’s fingers pinch my clit, rubbing it in fast circles.
“Fuck yes, don’t stop.”
“You’re so tight.”
My pussy clenches around Court’s cock, our lips locking together as I fall apart, cumming around his dick.
Court lifts my dress, watching his cock slip in and out of me, the passing street lights showing my cum glistening against his skin.
“Fuck baby.” Court moans, his cock twitching inside of me, hot ropes of cum filling me.
I pull Court closer to me, our lips locking together, savouring the moment.
“I won’t kiss Lloyd again.”
Court smirks, chuckling.
“If I can stab him again, then I encourage it.”
The car comes to a stop causing both of us to rush to put ourselves back together.
Once dressed, Court rolls down the two way window, tipping the driver who shakes his head.
“Fitzroy is calling.”
“Good luck explaining it.” I wink, getting out of the car and walking in front of Court, turning back and blowing him a kiss as he smiles.
Maybe mission to mission and dodgy hotels isn’t such a bad thing.
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