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Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who swears on everything holy that anything near his ass is βgay shitβ and will never fucking happen. He says it loud, red-faced, all puffed-up deputy bravado, βI ainβt into that weird shit, okay?β Until the night youβre riding him hard and he just wonβt shut his mouth. You press one slick finger against his hole and push in slow just to quiet him. The sound that rips out of him is filthy, high, broken, almost a sob. βF-fuckβwait, what are youββ His whole body jerks, cock twitching violently inside you as his hips stutter and push back onto your finger like his body already decided for him. He shoves his burning face into your neck, panting wet and shaky. βFuckβfuck, donβt stopβdonβt you fucking stopβ even as he rocks back for more. You feel him clench around the single digit, tight and hot. Later he lets you work a second finger in, then a third, thighs shaking so hard the bed creaks while he comes with a choked-off cry. βShitβIβm coming, Iβmββ he tries to muffle it in the pillow and fails.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who has stared at his own handcuffs in the dark more times than heβd ever admit. Same childhood bed, walls still plastered with old half-naked girls posters. He only admits the curiosity once, half-drunk and already leaking, voice rough: βJustβ¦ curious, is all. About the cuffs. Donβt make it weird.β When you actually click them shut around his wrists and pin him to the headboard, then straddle his cock and wrap a hand around his throat, he keeps his eyes locked on the ceiling. βFuckβtighter,β he grits out, chest heaving. Every thrust forces punched-out little grunts past the pressure of your fingers. βYouβre gonna leave marksβdonβt care, justβkeep going.β His cock kicks hard every time you squeeze. You find out he also gets stupidly hard when you leave the cuffs on after and make him stay there while you clean him up with your mouth. He just breathes, βJesus Christβ¦ look at you,β voice wrecked.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who can degrade you for hours without blinking, βLook at you, taking it like a needy little slutβ but the second you turn it back on him he short-circuits. βLook at you,β you murmur while bouncing on his cock, βmy desperate little winner, so fucking pathetic for it.β His face goes scarlet, hips stuttering hard. βShut the fuck up,β he tries to snarl into the pillow, but it comes out broken and needy. βDonβtβdonβt call me thatβ His cock throbs so violently inside you that you both feel it. When you follow it up with a soft βgood boyβ right after, he makes a punched-out sound and comes harder than he ever has. βFuckβsay it again,β he breathes before he can stop himself.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who has a secret, filthy little thing for sucking toes that makes him feel like a freak. You only find out because one night your foot ends up near his face while heβs between your legs and he justβ¦ leans in. Warm, wet mouth closing around your big toe. βShitβsorry, Iββ he starts to pull back, ears bright red, but you push your foot deeper and he groans around it. βFuck, you taste good,β he mumbles against your sole, eyes fluttering shut as he sucks harder, messy and hungry, spit running down. After that he never asks, but if you offer he drops to his knees without a word. Sometimes he gets so into it he mouths along the arch and the soft skin of your ankle, leaving it shiny. βCould do this for hours,β he admits once, quiet and embarrassed, before going right back to it.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who discovers your own buried kinks the same messy way. He finds out you get soaking wet when heβs the one cuffed and helpless. βYou like this?β he asks, voice rough, watching your face while you ride him and choke him. βYou like having me like this?β He finds out you love the way he falls apart with fingers stretching his ass, βStill calling it gay shit while youβre pushing back for more,β you tease, and he just groans. He finds out you get almost feral watching him suck your toes. And he finds out you like making him eat his own cum off your fingers or out of your cunt. The first time you push two cum-slick fingers into his mouth he goes cross-eyed. βFucking hell,β he mutters around them, already hard again. βYouβre sickβ¦ keep going.β Every time one of your secrets spills out he stares at you like heβs seeing you new, then dives right back in like he canβt help himself.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who also turns out to have a quiet, shame-soaked thing for being edged until heβs crying. You keep him cuffed and on the edge for almost an hour, just the tip of your finger circling his hole and the lightest drag of your nails over his leaking cock. βPleaseβfuck, please, I canβtββ heβs shaking so hard the headboard rattles, tears streaking into his hair. βI need it, I need to come, pleaseβ By the time you finally let him heβs sobbing through it. Afterward he hides his face against your thigh. βDonβtβ¦ donβt look at me right now,β he mutters, but the next time you reach for the cuffs he doesnβt stop you.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who finds out youβre obsessed with having your tits and nipples played with the night heβs got you on your back and absently thumbs over one while heβs talking shit. You arch so hard the bed creaks and let out this punched, needy little sound that makes his cock jump. βHoly shit,β he breathes, eyes locked on your face. He pinches a little harder, rolls the peak between rough fingers, and watches you fall apart. βThese sensitive little things? Fuck, look at you.β He spends the next twenty minutes just working them: sucking, biting, stretching, flicking until youβre dripping down your thighs and begging. Every time he comes back to them after that he grins like he just found free money.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who learns you love his balls almost as much as his cock when you reach down one night and cup them while heβs buried deep. He stutters mid-thrust, a broken noise catching in his throat. βFuckβcareful,β he mutters, but when you roll them gently in your palm and give a light squeeze he pushes into your hand like he canβt help it. You find out he gets stupidly vocal if you tug a little, or press your thumb behind them while youβre sucking him. βJesusβdo that again,β he grits out, thighs shaking. After that he starts guiding your hand there himself when heβs close, voice low and rough: βPlay with βemβ¦ yeah, just like that.β
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who already had a breeding kink, but the night he realizes how deeply you are into it changes everything. Heβs buried to the hilt, muttering the usual filthy stuff about putting a baby in you, when you clench hard around him and whisper βdo it, fill me up, I want it.β His rhythm stutters. He pulls back just enough to look at your face, eyes blown wide. βYou mean that?β When you nod he drops his forehead to yours and starts fucking you like heβs trying to breed you for real: deep, grinding strokes, one hand splayed over your lower stomach. βGonna pump you so full it takes,β he pants, almost reverent. βKeep every drop, yeah? Donβt you fucking waste it.β He comes so hard his vision whites out, and the way you moan when you feel it makes him stay locked inside you long after.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who discovers you love being edged the same way he does: slow, mean, and relentless. He finds out by accident the night he keeps pulling out every time you get close, just to watch you squirm. βLook at you,β he laughs, breathless, βso fucking desperate already.β But when you whimper βplease, donβt let me come yetβ something in his expression shifts. He spends the next hour keeping you right on the edge: fingers, cock, mouth, stopping the second your thighs start to shake. βNot yet,β he murmurs against your neck, voice rough with how hard he is. βYou can take more.β By the time he finally lets you finish youβre crying and thanking him in the same breath, and he looks wrecked just from watching you.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who finds out you love when he comes all over you after morning sex and then lets it dry on your skin. Heβs still half-asleep, cock in hand, finishing on your tits and stomach when you start rubbing it in slow, spreading the mess over your skin like lotion. He freezes, watching. βWhat are you doing?β You just smile, coat your fingers, smear it across your collarbones and down between your breasts, then stand up and start getting dressed like nothing happened. His eyes stay locked on you the whole time. βYouβre gonna walk around with my cum under your clothes all day?β His voice is rough. When you nod he groans, already getting hard again. After that he makes a point of finishing on you most mornings, watching with dark eyes while you rub it in and pull your shirt on over the sticky mess.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who discovers you both love swapping cum while kissing the night he comes in your mouth and you immediately pull him down into a filthy open-mouthed kiss. He tastes himself on your tongue and makes a punched-out sound, but instead of pulling away he kisses you deeper, messy and wet, pushing some of it back into your mouth. βFuckβthatβs nasty,β he mutters against your lips, but his cock twitches hard against your thigh. You pass it back and forth until itβs mixed with both of your spit, thick and shared. Later, when he comes inside you and you scoop some out with your fingers to feed him, he doesnβt even hesitate. He sucks your fingers clean, then kisses you again so you can taste it too. βWeβre both sick,β he breathes, already leaning back in for another wet, cum-slick kiss.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who has a slight, mean little piss kink he only lets out when heβs already deep in it. Sometimes itβs him bullying you into it, holding your hips down while youβre straddling him, voice low and taunting: βGo on. Do it. Right on me. I wanna feel it.β He keeps talking until youβre too far gone to argue, and when you finally let go he groans like itβs the hottest thing heβs ever felt, cock twitching hard underneath you. Other times itβs him taking you in doggy, fucking you rough until heβs close, then pulling out last second to piss right across your ass and lower back. Hot, filthy stream marking you while he strokes himself through it. βLook at that,β he mutters, watching it run down. βMarked you up proper.β He always looks a little too satisfied after.
Β·βΆΒ· kinky!gator who is obsessed with spanking your ass hard, especially when youβre in doggy or riding him. Heβll start with a few testing smacks, then get meaner once he sees how you react. Open-palm cracks that leave his handprint glowing red on your skin. In doggy he braces one hand on your lower back and just rains them down while he thrusts, the sound loud and wet in the room. βFuckinβ love how this bounces,β he growls, landing another heavy slap. When youβre on top he grips your hips and spanks upward, timing each one with your drop so the impact hits right as you take him deep. Your ass ends up mottled and hot, and he canβt stop running his hands over the marks after, almost proud. βGonna feel that every time you sit down tomorrow,β he says, voice rough with how much it turns him on.
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"what do you think would happen if i kissed you right now?"
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It's cold.
You're adamant that you paid the heat bill, but it really feels like they shut it off, so when Teacake shows up and immediately grimaces at how frigid it is in your apartment, you know you're not making it up.
"Here," he says, without hesitation, pulling off his hoodie and offering it to you, even though you're already wearing a thermal shirt and a sweater and your own jacket over it.
"I'm fine," you say, but take the hoodie, slip out of your jacket, pull Teacake's already-warm sweatshirt on, and then don your windbreaker again.
"I mean, hey," he says. "Guess I'll freeze."
"You're like a furnace," you reply.
"Maybe," he grins down at you.
You lead him over to the futon, where you resume reclining, and he settles in at your feet, letting you place them over his lap. It's the first step.
It quickly changes to the second step, which is both your plan and Teacake's plan, though you don't know that yet: Him shuffling you a little closer to the edge of the futon so he can lie down with you.
His arm drapes itself over your waist and he pulls you closer. "For warmth," he says, "it's fucking freezin' in here."
"I paid the bill," you insist.
"Then something's broke," he replies.
Step three is pretty similar to step two, except it's a slight shift in position: One of Teacake's legs moves in between yours. Not too much, not really even between your thighs, but enough that you turn a little toward him, looking back in the blue glow of your TV as it broadcasts 90 Day Fiance to your living room.
"What are you doing?" you ask, a little amused, because there's always been kinda something between you and Teacake, but nothing like this. At least not yet.
"What do you think would happen if I kissed you right now?" he asks, and you freeze. Wellβyou're already freezing, but you stop moving.
"What?" you ask, and this time, you pull away, roll over, his hand moving over your stomach to your other side as you face him now, and then his hand settles on your lower back and holds you closer, your stomach to his, back bowing in his hold.
"I said, what if I kissed you right now? What would you do then?"
You swallow, your lips so close to his you can feel the warmth of his breath and it's enticing you, not just because of his body heat but because of everything else. You're so cold, wrapped in endless layers, but the heat between you is a little overwhelming.
"I guess maybe you should try it and we can find out."
The show on the TV, behind you now, dims to black as it transitions to a commercial, and by the time it lights back up, Teacake's lips are on yours. It's soft and sweet and it lights you up, making you shiver for reasons other than the subzero temperature in your living room.
You kiss him back, one of your legs pushing between his, and he smiles against your mouth.
"Hoped it might be somethin' like that," he murmurs against your cheek, breaking the kiss.
One of your hands drags lazily through his hair, pushing it back off his forehead. "What do you think would happen if I kissed you?" you ask.
He leans in to let his lips brush over yours one more time, but you pull back, expecting a real answer.
"I guess maybe you should try it," he says, "and we can find out."
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Firstly, I wanted to start off by saying thank you so much for 500 followers! When I started posting I never thought this would be in the cards, and seeing all of the support I get on my fics is so special and I'm so thankful everyday that people read and enjoy my work. I cherish every like, comment, reblog dearly. Thank you, thank you, thank you!!! With that being said...
Order up! Welcome to my 500 follower special Ice Cream Parlour!
As a thank you for this insane milestone, I'm hosting an event!
From the menu below, you can select one cone, one sauce and unlimited toppings, sprinkles and flavours.
For example - three scoops of chocolate and dark cherry with a waffle cone, with strawberry sauce, dark chocolate chips, oreo pieces and strawberries with blue sprinkles!
Would be - 3k+ words, fake dating and friends with benefits, family video steve canon with one bed, oral and love confession! with smut!
Rules of the shop!
However many scoops you choose is just the word count. If you choose two (1k - 3k wc), you can still choose as many flavours you like - itβs not limited to two!
If you order a cherry on top for your toppings, please make sure you add whatever it is you desire in your request.
You can order as many ice creams as you like! Thereβs no limit here.
Shop will be open until 6th September, so make sure to get your orders in!
You can send your requests in through here (my asks), you can leave a comment, or through DMs - however you're most comfortable!
Thank you so much again, I really am so thankful from the bottom of my heart. I wanted to do something fun to celebrate and I love getting requests and writing what people want to see, so thought this was the best option!
And obviously had to incorporate scoops steve somewhereβ¦ like thatβs my guy! Iβm so excited and can't wait to see what you all order!
