keep the vibe alive forever

fluff

cuts & bruises

sunday evening

lock screen

mixed up packages

busted

new beginnings 

idiot

sleepless nights

tinder date gone wrong 

headaches

fun in the sun

eavesdropping

hammock

late night snacks

matching piercings

nightmare

sleepy bubs

angst 

new girl

smut (18+)

shower fun

sensual touches  (part 2 of shower fun)

bubble bath 

balcony dream

champagne and sunshine

tease

colby concepts

fluff 

late nights

braids

studio chills

pink nail polish

cold and flu

accidental spills

spongebob tattoo

period pains

cold brew

pancakes

fake boyfriend

sleepovers

drunk confessions

summer sunrise

angst

clingy

heather

smut (18+)

morning makeouts

tour bus bathroom

thigh riding

frenemies

phone call distractions

lil devil

caught

numbers

ferris wheel

mirrors

pool table

workouts

gentle

colson concepts

(all of my luke stuff is years old and i hate it but i wanted to include it in my masterlist)

(ps i am no longer writing for luke, nothing personal against him, i just don’t have the same amount of love as i did when i written these)

fluff

bad day

mornings (tattoo!artist luke)

pictures (tattoo!artist luke)

birth of your baby

home from tour

spider

smut (18+)

You giggle as he manhandles you, your hands resting on his bare chest, fumbling with his dog tags as you glance down at him with a shy smile.

“Don’t get shy on me now, darling.” He smiles fondly, his hand moving from your hip to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “You trust me?”

“Of course,” You murmur, nodding your head along with your words as he cups the side of your jaw and brings your lips to his for a gentle kiss before patting your arse cheeks with a grin.

“Up you get.” He pats his chest, giving your thigh a reassuring squeeze as he guides your movements, moaning deeply at the sight of your bare core near his lips. “So fucking pretty. I’m so lucky.”

You giggle softly, cheeks flooding at his vulgarity as you attempt to calm your heart rate with nerves, your hands resting on the headboard for support as you hover above his lips.

“You just let me do the work.” He murmurs, pressing open mouthed kisses to your inner thighs, his large hands moving to curl around your arse cheeks, encouraging you to lower yourself. “I’ve got you. Just enjoy it, yeah?”

You hum in agreement, nodding gently as you follow his lead, lowering your hips as he grunts with pleasure. He tugs your hips even closer to his mouth and immediately gets to work, swiping his tongue through your folds, gathering up your juices as if it’s honey.

You moan softly when he flicks his tongue against your clit, eyes locking with his as you peer down at him. Your fingertips curl around the headboard a little more as the pleasure begins to build nicely in the pit of your stomach.

He groans with delight at the taste of you. Flicking his tongue to your clit and taking his time, almost as if he’s trying to remember every taste, sound and movement you make. “Tastes so fucking good, baby. So fucking sweet.”

His movements pick up, the need and desire to make you feel as good as possible kicking in. His hands get rougher, - palming over your arse cheeks and the back of your thighs. His actions encouraging you to rock your hips against him, earning soft hitches and moans from your pretty lips.

Your hand moves to tangle in his blonde hair, tugging with pleasure when his tongue explores you, flicking and sucking in all the right spots. Pulling out the pleasure from within with every swirl of his tongue.

“Gonna cum, Si.” You gasp, your hips moving against his mouth, unable to stop the urge to get more. Your fingers tugging a little harder in his scalp, earning a grunt of approval from him.

“That’s my girl.” He praises, his words muffled as continues to abuse your clit with his tongue, flicking expertly as his large hands palm the back of your thighs possessively, squeezing and supporting your movements against him. “Let go for me. I’ve got you.”

His words were all you needed to allow the knot to snap, your hips twitching when your orgasm washes through you. Your head tilted back as you chant his name like a song.

Simon doesn’t let up, continuing to suck and flick onto your clit as he rides out your high, grunting with ecstasy as he watches you come undone.

It feels like hours when his movements slow, eventually coming to a stop when he presses a satisfied kiss to your inner thigh. His hands smoothing over your soft skin, bringing you back to him.

You pant, breathing heavy as you glance down to him, grinning when you see his pleased grin on his lips.

“Did you enjoy that?” He quizzes, his grin widening because he already knows your answer, continuing to explore your skin softly with his hands.

“Yes,” You giggle, rolling your eyes with feigned annoyance at his smugness. “It was nice.”