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adam whines, he's not like other guys (positive), and he needs to be kissed to cum (idea from @st4rfckerz)
MDNI 18+
"oh my g-god."
truthfully, you never knew you could actually have this sort of affect on someone.
every other guy you've ever had sex with seemed so focused on having the sexiest sex ever.
everything felt so manufactured, curated, performative. unnaturally deep, lustful groans. cheesy one liners that were fine while you were being fucked, but caused you to instantly cringe over your coffee days later when it flashed banged your memory. calling you nicknames that have clearly never slipped from their lips until their cock was in you.
thankfully, adam is none of that.
everything about him is so earnest.
that first groan he let out when his tip sunk into you was pure and from the deepest pits of him. the hazy look that instantly took over his puppy brown eyes as soon as he started moving in tentative thrusts was so genuine. the sweet, practically adorable croak in his voice when you began riding him was honest.
the best part: he didn't try to cover up the crack in his voice afterwards. he sat there, soft fingertips digging into the fat of your hips, and watched you through that same hazy look that hadn't escaped his gaze once since you two started this.
"you feel so good," he tells you yet again. you don't know how many times he's actually said those same words tonight, but each time he utters them he seems to mean them even more, if even possible.
with how blissed out he is, you don't know how he hasn't came at this point.
your head tilts and you plant a hand at the center of adam's chest. he's smooth and a little soft there. the force of your bounces on his cock trigger the tiniest ripples in the flesh of his stomach. every so often, you see him tense and there's definition in his abdomen. paired with the strained look on his face, you catch on.
"adam," you coo, your voice strained from effort.
"yeah?" he asks, voice just as strained but definitely from a different kind of effort.
"are you close?"
his eyebrows knit together as if the mere mention of an orgasm puts more strain on him. his lips part to speak, but just then you put your weight into your hand and glide your cunt up and down over the tip of adam's cock.
the groan he lets out comes from the top of his throatātight and punctuated. his teeth press into his bottom lip and he nods.
"you can cum," you tell him, your voice soft and gentle. "i want you to cum."
you're so close now that your nose knocks against adam's. instinctively, you lean back just a bit. and instinctively, you assume, adam chases you.
"i know," he clarifies.
"kiss me," he says. then, "kiss me, please," he begs.
your lips connect, adam's fingers press harder into your flesh and he gets strength in his hips, strong enough to thrust up into you.
your weight shifts and you topple over, collapsing onto adam's chest. one of his hands rush to the back of your head, locking your lips together.
he doesn't moan when he cums.
he doesn't whine or groan. he just kisses you harder. he breathes through his nose harder, each breath fanning out against your skin. he thrusts harder, punctuating each drive of his hips until he's warming your insides through the latex barrier between you both.
he doesn't pull away until his cock stops twitching inside of you. and even then, his hips remain in their elevated position. finally, his hips sink down, he pulls away from you with a pronounced smack!, and barely a second passes before he's asking you, "can i eat you out?"
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note: fem! and gn! labels are given based on the use of pronouns and anatomy; fem! fics use 'she/her' or labels such as 'girl' as well as explicit afab anatomy, GN! has no use of gendered pronouns or labels and anatomy is ambigious.
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untitled 001 ā½ 1.2k+
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ā foolish lovers ā½ 5.8k+
-> luke has betrayed you, but you can't stay away from him. besides, it's not real if it's in your dreams
āto forever always ā½ 5.5k+
-> luke sees a look in your eyes, similar to the one he has in his eyes
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-> luke knows that inhaling sex pollen isn't favorable, but the results definitely are
death do us part ā½ 3.4k+
-> luke doesnāt care about the rules when he has you
you like to tease luke in many ways āļø GN!
luke and his love for seeing you cry āļø GN!
even more, luke loves to make you cry Ļ ā½ fem!
related or not, it's too good to stop Ļ āļø GN!
luke wants a normal teenage life ā½ GN!
ā lukeās desperation shows in how he fucks you ā½ fem!
luke loves your tiny shorts ā½ fem!
ghostface!luke likes to watch you shower Ļ fem!
you finally let luke cum inside ā½ fem!
luke fucking you into the mattress ā½ fem!
luke needs just 15 mins āļø fem!
luke is obsessed with you ā¼ fem!
giving luke a handjob and licking him clean ā½ fem!
you lost a bet with luke ā½ fem!
images with luke ā½ fem!
luke using your size kink to his advantage ā½ fem!
luke loves to worship you ā½ fem!
repressed luke who has never seen real porn ā½ fem!
ghostface!luke keeps up the facade Ļ ā½ fem!
ghostface!luke and his temper Ļ ā½ fem!
ghostface!luke pays you a visit Ļ ā½ fem!
you and luke work together Ļ ā½ fem!
luke making you ride your pillow ā½ fem!
hate fucking luke after sparring ā½ fem!
lukes possessive obsession with you ā½ fem!
stepbro!luke who can't resist temptation ā½ fem!
stepbro!luke and secret rendevous ā½ fem!
stepbro!luke sneaking into your room to let off steam Ļ ā½ fem!
licking luke's scar ā½ fem!
luke begging to go further with you ā½ fem!
getting with luke despite his betrayal ā½ fem!
making out while high with luke fem!
making loser!luke prove himself to you ā½ fem!
beach sex with luke ā½ fem!
luke and his quick refractory period ā½ fem!
OG luke sex pollen drabble ā½ fem!
loser!luke makes you squirt ā½ fem!
luke and his corruption kink ā½ fem!
more luke and his corruption kink ā½ fem!
teasing luke about his inexperience ā½ fem!
loser!luke is a panty stealer ā½ fem!
dirty makeouts in missionary ā½ fem!
frat boy!luke ā½ fem!
frat boy!luke picks you up ā½ fem!
luke + regret my by djats ā½ fem!
drunk luke can't keep his hands off of you ā½ fem!
luke has a crush on aphrodite reader ā½ fem!
luke's girlfriend has a hellhound āļø fem!
luke has the venom symbiote Ļ ā½ fem!
venom!luke is extremely protective Ļ ā½ fem!
you have a crush on spiderman ā¼
ares and luke like to argue over you fem!
you are luke at chb's golden couple āļø fem!
you ask luke if you can give him a blowjob āļø fem!
loser!luke doesn't understand why you get worked up over him āļø fem!
beginning of summer with luke āļø fem!
bsf!luke takes you skinny dipping āļø GN!
you're temptation to luke, he likes it this way āļø fem!
luke fixes the necklaces you break āļø fem!
southern!luke and his pickup truck āļø fem!
farmhand!luke and a quickie ā½ fem!
zombie!au luke is a protector
you encounter a really attractive stranger
you and luke get stuck together during a supply run ā½ fem!
what happens after the supply run
luke has a wet dream about you ā½ fem!
luke uses his abs to make it up to you ā½ fem!
seven minutes in heaven w loser!luke āļø GN!
you're usually shy but for once you dominate luke ā½ fem!
summer flings with luke ā½ fem!
luke sleeps with your tits in his hand ā½ fem!
getting stuck between coach ares and luke āļø fem!
Kinda need Lois to be a sleazy pervy unethical journalist and seduce me to use as a whistleblower about the atrocious startup Iām working at but sheās letting me think this is gonna be a long term thingggg š¬šš®āšØ
ā¤· warnings; f!reader, smut, praise, pinv, reader is in a headlock, size kink, unprotected sex
ā¤· word count; 350~
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the sound of wet skin echoes throughout the room, your moans shamelessly muffled by the fat of his bicep as he continues to fuck you.
you hadnāt even made it to the bed, instead, your back is pressed against his wide chest, his left arm wrapped loosely around your neck where your slobber dribbles on the meat of his bicep.
you're barely touching the ground, toes just barely grazing the cool floor as he carries your weight like itās nothing. his mouth pressed to the crown of your head, switching between praises and kissing your scalp.
āmy good girlā ātaking me so wellā āthat feel good angel?ā ādoing such a good job fāme māso proud of youā he whispers in your ear, voice cracking and horse as he chases his own pleasure.
his breath tickles your hair before his right hand moves from pressing on your lower belly to your folds, parting them before rubbing tight circles into your clit. āi know youāre close baby just a little longer, can you do that for me?ā he whimpers, circles only growing tighter and harder as he realizes heās closer than be thought.
your jaw tightens on his arm as the heat in your stomach grows closer. your spit coats his arm and your chin and you canāt control it. you love how big he is, every part of him.
you love that his frame swallows yours, you love how strong he is and how his bicep is as big as your head, you love the thickness of his thighs, his fingers, his chest, hisā¦ everywhere. he was perfect and what better way to show appreciation for that then literally drool all over him.
āyeah? yeah, babyā he mumbles, thrusting into you for the last time before your both cumming. your thighs shake and his finger continues to move as his thrusts stop.
his kissing your neck and your shoulders when he gently puts you down and despite the shake in your legs youāre still somehow standing. āmy perfect girlā he grabs your chin to kiss you before laying you down on the bed and crawling on top of you.
being an adult and having responsibilities which means that at the end of the night ur sleepy and therefore arenāt in the mood for sex. and the cycle repeats until u donāt remember the last time u had sex. so then u kind of have to set aside time for sex but that lowk makes it less sexy. and then if u set aside time and u donāt end up having sex during ur set aside sex time u get upset but is it rlly fair to get upset over not having sex?
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description. you can only dance like this against JOHNNY CASTLE for so long without doing something about it.
includes. dirty dancing typical horny dancing, oral (f receiving), hints of pleasure dom johnny
a/n: not a full fic, not a drabble, but a secret third thing. title from fever (peggy lee vers. i think). barely edited. for those two anons.
wc: 1.2k+
even though you've been away for a while, a self imposed exile with hopes of ridding your feelings, the muggy shed still feels the most like home out of this entire camp.
if the music wasn't so loud, you would have been able to hear the sound of your heels clicking against the wooden floor with each step you took. but the records were hot tonight, nearly too loud for you to hear your partner speaking in your ear. nearly is the key word, as his voice carries more than you could handle.
he doesn't need to speak though, especially when his words become redundant whenever his hand slinks around your waist and he pulls you to him, back to front. with him, you move together easily. a bond formed between you two that doesn't exist elsewhere is what keeps you together, it's what sends his hips right and yours follow. it's nice, it's practiced, but it's lacking something, something that you'll never have with him, and something you never want to have with him.
because you want it with him.
johnny's eyes stare at you from across the room as he leads penny in a swoop that briefly gets her out of your field of vision. it's just a few seconds, no more than a couple really, but in that time frame his one look tells you: next dance.
it's not question, it's not up for debate, and even if it were, you don't think you would go against him.
that's the thing about you and johnny. you could pretend to not like him as much as you wanted. you could avoid this shed and your closest friends to try and push down your feelings for him. but you always ended up right where you belong, pressed up against him as a slower, more sensual song roars throughout the small space.
with johnny, there's a discordance to the way you move together. his hips move right, and yours hesitate before moving left. not because he's an incompetent leader, but because you don't want to follow. you resist and resist and resist, because it gets him here. flaring his nostrils and glaring down at you, shaking the sweat-soaked strands of chestnut out of his face and moving so close that the tip of his nose bumps against yours.
"stop," he tells you. he doesn't have to yell over the music, not only because of his vicinity but because you know what his line is. he didn't even need to say it. this right here is a routine in and of itself, one you know as well as you can merengue.
you don't say anything. your lips tug up and your hands dangle from his neck. his arm around your waist hooks you tighter, he pulls you closer, he moves you both slower. and you can feel so much.
the muscles of his thigh confined in his slacks pressing against your bare leg under your dress. the taunt feeling of his abs pressed against your abdomen. his cock, poorly concealed beneath the unforgiving material of his pants, probing at your hip.
in a swift movement he sinks down, palms gliding along your body and taking in copious amounts of handfuls. his lips brush against your knee, and you assume it to be accidental. nothing but a light touch that wasn't intended to make your head spin, but it does. that's until he keeps his lips there, sticks his tongue out just enough, and glides back up with a warm and wet patch in his wake. your dress has already been ridden up from your grinding, which gives johnny easy access to slip his head underneath and continue his path until he settles on the edge of your bottoms, right beside where you want him most.
it really isn't any surprise when the song ends and johnny has your hand in his, pulling you away from the crowd which cheers as another songāa crowd favorite as it appearsāgears up.
outside, the weather isn't much better. hot in the same ways the shed were, but the breeze gently blowing across your stripped body is severely appreciated. you need as much cold as you could get right now, or else you might collapse and ruin a moment that has finally came to fruition.
johnny is in a position similar to beforeākneeled in front of you, his head beneath your dress, but nothing is stopping him now. under the light fabric, you're bare. above it too. the straps of your dress have been long pulled down by johnny's overeager hands, even if you don't understand why it's necessary for your tits to greet the night. not when his eyes and hands and lips are all down south.
his lips part as his tongue works you in ways you wouldn't have expected from him. johnny is messy. he licks and slurps and sometimes pulls back to spit on your cunt, only to flatten his tongue out and clean up his work. through the wall pressing against your back you can hear another track playing, one of your personal favorites, and you almost whine for johnny to hurry up and make you cum so you can go back inside. almost.
johnny moves a little lower, he throws your leg over his shoulder, and he sticks his rounded tongue into your entrance and jesus, how could you ever even consider rushing an artist when he's so devoted to his craft?
you lift your dress with one hand, keeping it bunched against your waist while your other hand pushes through johnny's hair. he's let it grow out a bit, and you don't fail to notice how it's the perfect length for this. your fingers easily curl around the strands and you pull him closer to you, moaning when his nose bumps against your clit just right. you expect him to chastise you for trying to control him, just like he did earlier in the night. but he doesn't do anything other than wrap his hand around the knee that dangles on his shoulder and continue his work with more vigor, if even possible.
it doesn't take much longer for you to cum. not when you've been specifically holding out in hopes that something even similar to this, with him and only him, would happen this summer. when you do cum, your legs shaking and the heel of your foot digging into the center of johnny's back, he helps you through it. he leads you, just the same as he does when you're dancing together. he doesn't stop and just when you think he won't stop at all, he does.
he stands, stares at you long enough for you to notice the glisten on his pretty lips and along his chin, and then he kisses you. his lips move along your mouth the same way they did on your cunt.
he presses his tongue into your mouth, gliding it along yours, letting you taste yourself and the flavor isn't unenjoyable when it's coming from him. he pulls back, his nose bumping against yours again as you breathe together.
he gears up to say something, probably something smug if the look in his eye is any indicator, but he's interrupted by the clear sound of music and two voices, one distinct and the other unrecognizable.
johnny presses his lips to yours one final time, this kiss much softer and leaving more to the imagination, and then he realigns your underwear, pulls your dress down, and puts his hand in yours.
"c'mon." he pulls you in the opposite direction of the shed.
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yeah victoria going to another rotation makes sense and tbh it probably isn't going to be handled that poorly. but on top of everything else it's kind of like well we're showing The Pattern again are we seeing that we're once again exhibiting The Pattern does anyone else see The Pattern
