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You feel his muscles tense under your fingers as you trace the outline of scars on his abdomen, your legs straddled over him as his restless hands sit on your thighs. Your eyes on his moving skin, his on you.
"Dont tell me you're ticklish?"
You joke, making him let out a breathy chuckle as he watched your fingers now.
"No, I-I just like having you—tic—touch me. You feel r-real that way. Like you're actually here...not just smoke i-i-in my fingers."
He says in that soft tone that he only had with you. His heart thumping in his chest so hard he thought it might escape. Even now, after all this time, he still gets so flustered around you. He cant help it, you're just too perfect to him.
"I suppose it is true that smoke can't do this..."
You say, fingers sliding down his abdomen as they dip teasingly into his waistband. His breath hitches as his hips buck up under you out of instinct. You giggle as he groans, fingers digging into your thighs.
"Asshat."
"Don't act like you dont like it."
"I like it m-more than i—click click—should, and it's a-all your fault."
He says, hands sliding up your sides until he reaches your shoulders, pulling you down into a kiss. Kisses with him were the best. Sloppy, uncoordinated, passionate. He kissed you like he was trying to steal the very air from your lungs.
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"Y' know, maybe we should...i dont know, work out more?"
He said, laid out in the bed with you draped over his side. Your hands resting on the warm expanse of his chest, soft curls under your fingers.
"Huh? Work out? Where did that come from?"
You asked, craning your neck up to look at him with confused brows.
"Like...just, shit, I dont know. Forget i asked."
"No, hey, tell me."
You say, reaching up and turning his face back to as you could feel the turmoil radiating off him.
"You dont ever...get...put off, by all of this, do ya?"
He asked, gesturing to his body as the words sounded strained on his tongue. It didnt take a genius to figure out this all stemmed from some sort of insecurity.
"Of your body?"
"Yea."
"God, no."
You say, letting your hand travel his skin as it comes down to the thicker happy trail, fingers toying with the hem of his pants.
"I like that you're a bit thicker, its honestly such a turn on."
"You're serious?"
"Deadly so."
He laid there, looking down at your hand as he took a breath, letting out a little rumble when he exhaled.
"You're warm, and big, and strong...you toss me around like im nothing and shit, gets me worked up thinking about it."
"You're disgusting, ya little freak."
He says, arm around you sliding lower, hoisting your leg up over him before letting his hand settle on your ass.
"Yea, but you like my little freaky ass."
"Do i? Last time I checked, I hate you."
"Mhm...lemme make it up then?"
You tease, letting your hand slide down into his boxers as he let's out a mix between a chuckle and a groan.
"Insufferable, I swear."
This is genuinely shit reading it back but its already written. Can you tell all I could think about was thick tim and his happy trail?
If someone wanted tho, I could write smut off the tail end of this so just lmk
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He said, taking another drag from the cigarette between his fingers as he cocked his head to the side before letting the smoke curl out from his lips. He shouldn't be smoking inside, he knows that, but damn if you didnt make the idea so appealing. Having you smelling like his cheap cologne and cigarettes while you're curled up at his side? A dream come true, honestly.
"Oh, is it?"
"Yup, you wouldn't get it."
He said, reaching up with his free hand and ruffling your hair around. You huff, looking at him with that 'serious' gaze that always made him chuckle.
"What? Dont get all pouty on me now."
"...can you blow it into my mouth?"
"Huh?"
He asks, raising his eyebrows at your question. His ears catching the faintest hue of pink.
"Can you blow the smoke into my mouth."
You ask again, this time a bit more firm as you keep your eyes locked with his. You can see him think about it, weighing the pros and cons.
"Fine, but only since I know you wont stop bothering me about it."
He says before taking a deep, long drag of the cigarette. He then shifted, taking your jaw in his free hand before locking your lips together and blowing the smoke into your mouth as you inhale. Once you break apart, you blow out what little smoke was left as you follow it up with a cough. He laughs, taking another hit as he watched you with amusement.
"Told you they were bad for you."
He chimed, making you flick him as he only pulled you closer, his broad chest warm and inviting.
"Fine, if they're so bad, then why don't you start putting them out on me, hm?"
"Careful, we have shit to do tomorrow, wouldn't want to start something you can't finish then be limping around like a zombie."
He said with a grin as he rolled over, slipping an arm under you as he pulled you ontop of him with a satisfied hum.
"Oh, the horror..."
You say, dramatically throwing your arm over your head.
"You, are nothing but trouble. I despise you."
"Uh-huh, I love you too, tim."
This warm, chunky man has been on my mind lately, need him to choke me out
"Come on...it's oki, mmm, you can take it. Just a bit more, baby..."
A common sentence you'll hear from evan when hes face deep between your thighs, a mess on his mouth that's trickling down to his jaw. Speaking of his jaw, you think it gets tired? Thats cute. Somehow, he has disgustingly good jaw muscles, meaning he'll have you crying and gripping his hair like your life depends on it.
"Thats it, mm, god yes...just like that. You taste so good, just one more for me, yea?"
Absolute god at overstim without even realizing it, mainly due to his enthusiasm that carries over into the bedroom. Mix that with his insane stamina? Oh, you're there for 2 hours MINIMUM. Completely brain dead as he laps at you while rutting into the bed, his jeans soaked through from pre cum.
He couldn't explain where it came from or what triggered his brain to go crazy for it, but he LOVES to watch you try and touch yourself after he's completely ruined you for the last 30 minutes. The way you tremble when your fingers pass over your red, sensitive skin has him reeling enough to go at it again, this time feeling you around him.
He likes to mark you up like theres no tomorrow. Can't have hickies on your neck? No worries, your chest and thighs will be marked to hell and back. Sometimes you have to watch him as he'll get a bit too heavy mouthed and actually bite you enough to break skin (those damn canines) you'll have to tug at his hair as a reminder, which will prompt him to smile and kiss the tender skin as an apology
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Yea, we got it that aang glows when hes close, but have we ever thought about the idea of him accidentally sending the coolest breeze of air up you on accident? His hands holding your waste as he thrusts like he'll die if he doesn't cum, the warmth washing over you from the inside until you feel nearly frosty air slide up your body from his hands. Not powerful, but enough to make your skin prickle and your nipples harden, sending both you and him over the edge...idk, food for thought
