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DAREDEVIL

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SPIDER-MAN

tasm!peter:

needy (18+ ish)

^ part 2 of needy (18+)

The Punisher

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tasm!peter x reader

prt. 2 of “needy”

Going home after your little bathroom session, he gets straight to work as soon as the door is closed and the bags hit the floor.

gif by @rebeatros !

warning : straight dirty smut, Andrew Garfield comes with his own warning-

The front door slams shuts closed, and immediately Peter has his hands all over your soft skin. He can’t help but kiss down your neck and lick over the dark red spots he’d left earlier.

“Pete- let’s go to the room,” you breathed out. He wanted to take you right there watch you wither against the door as he ate you out, but knowing against the door probably wouldn’t be the best idea.

Lifting you from your feet (literally swiping you off your feet) you wrapped your legs around his waist and walked down the hallway giggling through kisses, he took off his shirt throwing it somewhere in the hall and lifted up your shirt whining for you to take it off, pulling on your waist band as well. It took a matter of seconds before both were off joining his shirt in the hall.

“I need you, your so pretty- god I just want to make you scream my name.” He kisses all over your face, dipping you onto the bed gently.

He really did treat you like some sort of Angel.

An idea popped into your head though, rolling both of you over so you straddled his waist causing him to buck up into sheer clothing. It almost made you moan how loudly he whined at the contact.

He watched as you sunk down, kissing down his toned body, sucking a hickey onto his hip as you played with the waistband of his sweatpants.

“Please- please, i’ll do anything,” he moaned out with a breath, you giggled a bit lowering his sweat pants and boxers a tiny bit so you could kiss down his V-line just so he could feel you stop before you hit the spot he’d been begging for you to touch.

“Suck my cock please- please sweetheart.” God, you’d never heard him become so whiny before, never felt him want you so badly before and the feeling of this new neediness of him felt too good to be true.

You stopped teasing him, pulling his pants and briefs down in one pull making them fall to the floor. No matter how many times you’d seen him naked before, his size always managed to make you moan.

You swirled your tongue around the tip, then down to the base, wrapping your fingers around him and stroking up and down lathering him with his pre-cum.

You leaned your head against his thigh and looked up at him with big eyes watching him look back down and groan at the sight of you taking him, throwing his head back moaning your name and it went straight to your core.

A hand tangled in your pulling your head back off his thigh, he looked back down at you and watched you open your mouth and drool onto his dick. He moaned at that, pulling your head down to his cock forcing you to stop teasing him and start sucking him off.

You gagged on his dick, it was thick and reached the back of your throat, you wanted to take all of him and he watched you look up at him with tears pouring out of your eyes.

“More- more, please, please angel.” He whined as you went a faster pace, lifting off with a pop you watched as pre-cum poured out of the slit. You farted your tongue to it, swirling around the head and dipping back down to the base and fitting your hand around whatever wouldn’t fit.

“Fuck- your so good to me,” He lifted your head up off his dick watching you look at him with blown out eyes and messy hair from him pulling on it made him harder. He wanted to feel you around him, raw, or he felt like he was gonna die.

You crawled up him, straddling his waist again and finally kissing him. He tasted himself on your tongue and he moaned into you as you rocked back and forth on his bare cock.

“You want me to ride you pretty boy?” He nodded his head, whining as you pulled your underwear to the side so he could feel you across his length. You kissed the side of his neck, sitting back up so you can sink onto his length. Both of you moaned as he sunk inside of you, the stretch felt way to good and your gummy walls squeezed him so right.

He watched as he disappeared inside of you, bottoming out finally as you got adjusted to his thickness. He wrapped long fingers around your waist and pulled you slowly up and down watching you throw your head back in pleasure.

“Fuck, god- you squeeze me so good.” he lowered one of his hands as of bounced on his dick at this point, circling his thumb on your clit making you shiver at his touch.

His grip would probably leave bruises in the morning but it didn’t matter when his dick felt this good inside of you. Looking down you saw his outline in your lower stomach, in and out matching the pace of your riding. He saw it too- moaning at the sight.

“You see that Angel? I’m right there inside you- so pretty, you take my cock so well.” He moaned out and slammed your hips down harder onto himself.

“I’m gonna cum- please, Pete.” He nodded his head and circled your clit faster urging you to cream around his cock.

You felt the spark in you stomach explode as you cummed around him, and he rocked your hips against his cock as he cums inside of you.

You collapse onto him, he slipped his length out whining at the loss of warmth.

tasm!peter x reader (18+ ish)

Peter has a thing with your lips, and how soft they look all the time- and he’s too needy to wait, and the bathrooms are right there !

gif by @gifmarvel <3

pt two is out! needy (18+)

warnings: nothing much, Andrew Garfield kinda comes with his own warning, spicy make-out for a bit, hinted sex later on ;)

just a little drabble cause i love make out thoughts 😩

“You’re very pretty- you know that right, angel?” Peter had a half shit-eating grin on his face, he looked whipped and all because of you.

You smiled at him, giving him a simple kiss on the cheek. “You remind me everyday, you’re too sweet to me Pete.”

Strolling through the mall was hard enough with Peter when he wasn’t being needy, but now his hands roamed all over your body. Sneaking up your shirt, trailing his fingers down your spine. He loved watching you squirm, feeling goosebumps pop up as his hands trailed lower. He pulled on the waist band of your pants, and you swatted his hand away.

“But- please?” he stopped you, looking at you with the eyes he gave you whenever he really did want something, how could you deny him?

“Fine- but just wait until we’re home.” He simply ignored you, dragging you to the family bathroom and locking the door.

Dropping the seemingly very heavy bags to the floor, he lifted you up setting you onto the sink. His lips grazed your jaw, kissing and sucking love bites onto your neck forcing you to push your head back to allow more room for him to work with.

“God, you taste so good-” You wrapped your legs around his middle, feeling his growing erection on your thigh you squeezed your thighs around him causing him to groan into your mouth.

“I want you so badly-“ You cut him off by sliding your lips onto his, giving him the satisfaction he’d been craving all day.

Your lips are so soft and warm, looking at them all day long, god he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about how your mouth would looked wrapped around him, choking on his length.

“Pete-“ you were whining at this point, he rubbed against you so well, you could feel his hard erection through your pants. Moving your hands from his cheeks you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck grabbing at his brown hair.

He messed with the waist band of your pants wanting to pull them down so he could get on his knees for you,

“Please- Angel? I need you.” He moaned into your mouth, he sounded so sweet and his voice was laced with sugar. You nodded your head, and he pulled down your pants down to pool your ankles,

Now when he was kissing down your body, begging for you to let him touch you, kissing between your thighs.

*Knock Knock*

“Hey, I kinda need to use the restroom!”

He groaned against your thigh, looking up at you with big brown eyes and you just ran your hands through his brown fluffy hair.

“Later- when we get home, okay Pretty boy?” He got up, pulling your pants back on for you and kissing the corners of your mouth.

“You promise?” he pleaded

you laughed, smiling big at his neediness “Yes, I promise.”

matt murdock x reader

When an unexpected visitor comes to your studio apartment, you can’t say your not please with who that visitor is. And when he is so dear to check up on you, you can’t help but let him take you.

general warning: smut with plot , choking, dom matt (actually pussy drunk 💀), p in v sex, oral sex (female receiving), dirty talk, FOREPLAY

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The soft whirr of an AC was like white noise, comforting, it was a nice improvement to your studio apartment. You saved up enough to get it fixed, and your grateful for it. The sun was beaming into your room, directly onto you.

You ignored it, your white silk sheets felt so angelic against your bare skin, the cold air of the AC made you feel like the luckiest person in New York.

A knock interrupted your lounging.

You sucked in a breath and put back on a t-shirt to at least look half decent to whoever was at your door.

Swinging the door open, you felt your face heat immediately. Matt Murdock.

You hadn’t been expecting him today, you suddenly felt small under him.

He heard your heart skip beats, thump faster then usual. Then he grinned and let himself inside.

“Hi y/n.”

“Hi Matt, I wasn’t expecting you today” He stood close, too close. He left his cane by your door, you looked him up and down, noticing his sleeves of his white dress shirt pulled up to his forearms. The first few buttons of his shirt were undone, his tie was loose.

Your breath caught in your throat when you realized he had actually noticed you checking him out. You wished he didn’t have his super senses at this point, you wouldn’t have to suffer with the embarrassment of right now.

“I just wanted to check up on you, you didn’t call me last night after you left the office— wanted to make sure you we’re okay.” He said this in an all to sweet of a voice. Even if he was the devil by night, right now, right at this moment he seemed like he was as sweet as an angel.

He put a hand up to connect with your cheek, it’s not like you meant to lean into his touch and smile up at him— but his hands are warm and big enough to cradle your face with one of them. He shot you a cocky smile, removing his hand you held back a sigh at the loss of contact. There was some sort of sexual tension left in the room as he wandered to find your bed,

Foggy always did say that you both had this sexual tension whenever you spent time with each other. You always laughed it off, but there was always something.

Matt knew the effect he had on you. He loved the way your heart skipped beats and pounded against your rib cage every time he got close to you, he especially loved nights at Josie’s Bar, when you would sit right next to him, touch him in spots that would be deemed inappropriate for just helping him with 8 Ball like he actually needed it.

He walked over to your bed and sat down, feeling your silk sheets. He almost groaned at the feeling of it.

“What color are they?” He was curious, to the color, he wanted to know if they matched exactly how you were.

“White, and the comforter is also white, my pillow cases are white. White just makes things seem more cozy, cooler. Something about it makes me feel better. It’s like a cloud bed.” You loved your bed, it was your prized place, one you rarely shared with everyone. You bed served you many pleasant times, and it was your comfort zone. No one really invaded that comfort zone, but somehow Matt Murdock was sitting on your bed smiling up at you.

Opening his legs a bit more, it was like a welcome invitation to stand in, it’s like he wanted you too. A million thoughts ran through your mind as he sat there waiting for you to do something, you gulped, he gestured two fingers towards him. Welcoming you into his space.

You stood right in front of him, he placed his hands on your hips feeling the material of your shorts that were a bit too revealing for the public eye.

He rested his head on your stomach wrapping his arms around your torso and you felt a chill down your spine, god if the AC was fully functional, why did you feel like you were on fire right now.

“You know, these shorts.. Do you wear them often?” It was a curious question, with obvious malicious intent.

“Only at home, when i’m alone.” Your hands danced up his biceps onto his shoulders, watching him bite his lip.

He pulled your leg up around his waist, sitting you on his lap. He raised his lips just under yours, his pants felt horribly tight, he just wanted to kiss you already, taste you, see if you tasted as sweet as you acted.

“You wanna do this sweetheart?” His voice fell low, and your stomach swirled with butterflies.

You drove your hips into a his and felt the electric shock that shot up his spine as he groaned.

“more than anything,” you moaned at the contact, you wanted him more than anything.

Finally, he tasted so good, like the crappy german beer he kept in his fridge and coffee. It all felt too right, his hands explored your body, grabbing at your chest and wrapping his other hand around your throat.

He groaned at the way you grinded on him, the heart from between your thighs was too much to handle, it felt like heaven on earth.

Kissing down your jaw, removing his hand putting it onto waist, stopping you from driving your hips onto his anymore. He bit down your neck, biting down on a certain spot in particular, sucking a spot into it. Leaving a gentle kiss on it, like he was apologizing for the upcoming dark bruise that would be hard to hide with turtle necks or makeup.

You unbuttoned his shirt, god his body was perfect. You felt yourself getting wetter at the sight. Sliding off his dress shirt you threw it across the room, taking off his belt next, he stopped you at his zipper, switching the positions to be in between your thighs. Pulling off your shirt , the cold air hit your chest making you shiver, he leaned down and left bruises all over your boobs, down your stomach.

Weirdly enough, he seemed to do it in an M shape.

He slid off your shorts, dropping them on the floor. He placed his fingers on top of the thin cloth that blocked him from what he imagined was heaven. God, you were wet, and just for him too, he was the one who got you like this, panting and moaning. Just for him.

“Please Matty, I need you,” You wrapped your thighs around his waist, bringing him impossibly closer to you, “I need you inside me.” He sighed and chuckled a bit, kissing the sides of your mouth as you whined at him.

“Let me just taste you first, please Sweetheart?” He asked, giving his best pout, and you watched as he kissed back down your body spreading your thighs from around him, putting them even farther apart.

Gently, he kissed the inbetween of your thighs, loving the softness of them. He slowly pulled your underwear off and dangled it on his finger, was that lace?

You felt his hot breath on your clit, before he licked a long stripe up it, making you shiver in pleasure, your hands immediately went to his hair, encouraging him to continue. And he did, licking long stripes up your folds, he inserted a finger into your needy hole. You whined at the stretch, feeling him pump in and out stretching you with just one finger. You felt like you were with God.

He added another finger, scissoring your hole, it felt like too much, the knot in your stomach felt like it was gonna untangle any minute. His tongue skillfully flicked over and over up and down your folds, and his fingers got faster with each thrust.

“Matty- Please, ‘mma cum” With the last word he flicked his tongue again and curled his fingers in the one spot that made you explode. He pushed you through your orgasm, forcing your thighs from suffocating him, and it all became too much.

Pulling his head up you watched as he almost drunkenly looked up at you, drool and your fluids running down his chin. He kissed back up your body, removing his fingers from your hole. You moaned at the loss, he kissed his way back up to your mouth and you tasted your self on his tongue.

He quickly discarded his jeans, throwing them somewhere close to his shirt, removing his boxers next, leaving him bare to bare skin with you. You looked at him with blown pupils looking down, you moaned at his size. He had girth, and length alright, how was it gonna fit in you?

He lifted both of your legs to your chest, to get a better angle, a deeper angle. He lined himself up perfectly, he rubbed himself on your clit, collecting your fluids on himself. Moaning when he stroked himself a bit to gather it all up.

Bringing himself closer to your mouth again, he whispered “Are you sure Honey?”

“Yes- Yes , I’ve been wanting this for forever” you panted at him.

He grinned, pushing himself all the way in. after what felt like forever, he was all the way inside, waiting for you to adjust, he pushed your legs father back to your chest feeling how your walls fluttered around him. He bottomed out, groaning at how your gummy walls felt so perfect, made just for him.

“Move.”

He took a long stride out, and slammed back into you at an unforgiving angle. Your juices dribbled down your thighs, throwing your head back in pleasure.

He wrapped his hand around your throat, feeling for your heartbeat, squeezing just at the right pressure point. Your moans became almost gurgled, he slammed into you at an unforgiving pace.

The sound was something out of a porn movie, it sounded so sinful and you hoped the neighbors didn’t hear (or mind) it. Your moans became louder as that knot came back. He smiled as he hit just that right spot, hitting it over, and over, and over again.

“You are such a,” He thrusted harder and you felt the bed creak under you

“dirty”

“little”

“slut”

You could stop moaning, he stuffed his head in the crook of your neck removing his hand on your throat to your clit. You almost reached the stars, his cock was so big, it hit all the right places. Your brain was so fuzzy, and all your senses were filled with just Matt.

“I-i’m so close, please just a little more sweet-heart.” He groaned through the sentence, your walls squeezed him all to well.

And if it was fate, both groaning at the same time. He thrusted through your orgasms, coming to a slow stop, falling onto you.

He slowly pulled out, and cum dripped out of your hole.

He stood slowly, searching for a wash cloth to wipe you with, you were exhausted, you grabbed for him aching to hold him. He chuckled as he cleaned you both up.

He fell back on top of you, shoving his head in your neck, leaving delicate kisses in his wake. He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders.

You both started to laugh and smile, just basking in each other’s presence.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for forever too.” He smiled, wanting to stay with you in this moment for the rest of his life.