As the door creaked open, you snapped your laptop shut. Tom poked his head around the bedroom door.
“Everything okay in here?” Tom asked with a smile. “The door was open.”
“Tom! You jumped to your feet. “I didn’t hear you knocking!” The two of you embraced in a tight hug. Tom was such a good friend. But it hurt because you wanted so much more. Not that you would ever tell him.
“So about your birthday…” Tom started in.
“I told you. Just get me something off my wishlist.” Tom’s cheeked turned a shade of pink and you cocked your head to the side. “What’s wrong?”
Tom pulled you both to sit on the bed. “Took a look. I saw on your Amazon wishlist you wanted a dildo.” Your mouth dropped open. “You know I got a dick, right?”
“Listen, that wasn’t supposed to be on there. You shouldn’t have…” you sputtered. “Wait, what?!”
Tom chuckled as his fingers grasped your chin. “I’m saying that if you are needed help in the department, I’m available.” He threw you a sheepish grin.
You sat there in silence before the words found their way to your mouth. “But you’re my friend! We can’t, we shouldn’t—”
Tom cut you off with a passionate kiss, his hands raking up and down your body. The two of you tumbled to hit the soft mattress. Tom muttered against your lips.
“Perhaps, this is me telling you, I want more. I want all of you.” He pulled back. His eyes hopeful. “And I was hoping by the glances I have caught when you think I’m not looking you feel the same.”
“I do Tom. God I do.” Your fingers skimming across the angles of his face. You pulled him down into another kiss. Tom’s hips snapped against yours and his cock strained against his pants. The two of you shed your clothing with wild abandon, flinging them to the corners of your bedroom.
“How long I have waited to see you like this.” Tom purred into your ear. “Naked underneath me. Wanton. Begging for me.” You gasped while Tom nipped at your neck. “I must have you now, darling.”
You gripped Tom’s shoulders as he entered you. You were already slick with arousal. “By god, you feel amazing. As if you were made for me.”
He stilled for a moment before slowly thrusting in and out of you. Your head hit the pillows in ecstasy. “Fuck Tom.” you hissed as he moved to press his thumb against your clit.
“That’s the plan, darling. Over and over, until you are a whimpering mess.” His words an anaphrodisiac. You screamed as you came, clenching around Tom’s cock.
“Fuck, darling. You squeezed me so tight.” Tom exclaimed as he spilled inside of you.
The two of you lay in bed, the scent of sex in the air.
“So…” you started, turning to face Tom, his eyes closed. “… that happened.”
“It took us long enough.” Tom laughed and you joined in. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” A glint of mischief. “Now I believe I heard something about ‘over and over’.”
Tom groaned into the pillow before wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you tight.
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You whimpered and writhed on the bed. The sheets an absolute mess. Loki just chuckled at the end of the bed, his cock still hard.
“How many rounds was that?” he questioned.
You held up four fingers, trembling.
“Four? God, we’re about to break our own record.”
“Please….” you begged. “I can’t”
Loki had been relentless, fucking you into a mess.
He rubbed your ankles before his hands moved to your calves and then thighs.
“I know, dove. Just one more. I know you have it in you. I will be gentle.” He moved to situated between your legs, your pussy swollen and red.
Inch by inch, he pushed inside you. You winced, and he covered your mouth with his. “Give me your pain darling. Pour it into me, dove.” He seated himself into you. He waited for what felt like an eternity until you stilled.
With the rolling of hips, he made love to you. His body effortlessly as his mouth sucked upon your breasts. You arched to meet him. It was all too much and yet not enough. You gripped his ass pulling him deeper.
Loki’s normally cool facade fell as his face contorted with effort. His eyes bore into you and you turned your head.
“Look at me love.” he begged.
Your head snapped back. “I want to see you come. Will you come for one more time?” His hips rolled again and you groaned, your orgasm washed over you, every nerve igniting. Loki’s back arched as he finally reached completion. He stilled inside you, not daring to move. He feared hurting you.
His hands waved over you, using his Seidr to take away the pain. Only then did he pull out. He laid on the bedroom, spent but satisfied.
“Are okay, dove?” His hand ghosted over your body. He didn’t dare touch you, knowing every nerve was overstimulated.
“Hmmm. Yes.” you responded, blissed out. “You?”
A tear of joy pricked his eye. He wiped it away before you noticed. “I’m okay, love. thank you for asking.” His lips pressed against your cheek. He held you tight, afraid that if he let go you would disappear. “Will you stay the night?”
Your eyes fluttered open. Loki’s eyes shone something you hadn’t seen before. A want. A need you couldn’t place.
“Of course, my love. I will stay as long as you want.” you muttered, drifting to sleep.
Loki pulled you into the crook of his body. “I think an eternity would be long enough.” He sighed, finally content.
“Come on babe, take your seat. You know the rules.” you sighed as you stripped on your way to the living room. You regretted betting against Chris that one night when you were so drunk. But just another month and you would be done.
Chris was sitting on the couch, legs splayed, sweatpants around his ankles and his cock standing at full attention.
“I still argue it’s null an dvoid because I was drunk.”
Chris chuckled. “Then the marjority of relationship is null and void. Sit.”
“Which way?”
“Face me, baby.” he smirked.
You straddled him, lowering yourself down on his cock. You settled into a semi-comfortable position before glaring at Chris.
“Do we need to go over the rules?”
“No.”
He ran his hand over his beard. “No I think we should go over them, remember last time?”
“Fine. No moving. No kissing.”
“And?”
“No cumming without permission.”
“That’s my girl.” He patted your bottom and kissed your forehead. “Now let’s watch the game.”
You held out until halftime, barely moving and keeping your whimpering to a minimum. As the game cut away, Chris turned his attention to you. He reached up and squeezed your tits.
“You are such a good girl for me, you know that right.” Chris pinched your nipples. “And you feel so tight and wet around me.” You moaned at his praise. He leaned forward to suck on your nipples. He stopped abruptly as his stomach growled.
“How mad would you be if we took a break for pizza rolls?” Chris asked.
“What?!” Your mouth dropped open. “Are you serious?”
Chris’s head fell back in laughter.
“No I am not serious, but you should see your face. Do you want me to take care of babe?”
You whined and nodded.”Please.” You dripped onto his thighs. “I’m so close.” Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes.
“Alright baby, I promise to make you feel good.” He bucked into you, gripping you tight. “Can you come for me?” He snapped his hips again.
You bit your lower lip and nodded, your walls clenching already. Chris pinched your nipples, twisting them between his fingers. “That’s it babe, clench my cock. You know you love having me inside you.” His lips against the shell of your ear. “Filling you to the brim.”
“Fuck!” you orgasmed at his words. Chris buried his head into your shoulder, biting down.
“Fuck, baby. You make me feel so good. Come on, milk my cock for every drop.” Chris stilled his hips and lifted you off of him. He pressed his lips against you.
“Now how about some pizza rolls?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.
A/N: This one was from @catsladen asking for prompt: I saw on your Amazon wishlist you wanted a dildo. You know I got a dick, right? “ with our dear boy Tom Hiddleston.
Summary: Tom gives you the best birthday present.
Warnings: smut (I know, I shouldn’t have to say but I do.), vaginal sex, mention of sex toys, cursing.
As the door creaked open, you snapped your laptop shut. Tom poked his head around the bedroom door.
“Everything okay in here?” Tom asked with a smile. “The door was open.”
“Tom! You jumped to your feet. “I didn’t hear you knocking!” The two of you embraced in a tight hug. Tom was such a good friend. But it hurt because you wanted so much more. Not that you would ever tell him.
“So about your birthday…” Tom started in.
“I told you. Just get me something off my wishlist.” Tom’s cheeked turned a shade of pink and you cocked your head to the side. “What’s wrong?”
Tom pulled you both to sit on the bed. “Took a look. I saw on your Amazon wishlist you wanted a dildo.” Your mouth dropped open. “You know I got a dick, right?”
“Listen, that wasn’t supposed to be on there. You shouldn’t have…” you sputtered. “Wait, what?!”
Tom chuckled as his fingers grasped your chin. “I’m saying that if you are needed help in the department, I’m available.” He threw you a sheepish grin.
You sat there in silence before the words found their way to your mouth. “But you’re my friend! We can’t, we shouldn’t—”
Tom cut you off with a passionate kiss, his hands raking up and down your body. The two of you tumbled to hit the soft mattress. Tom muttered against your lips.
“Perhaps, this is me telling you, I want more. I want all of you.” He pulled back. His eyes hopeful. “And I was hoping by the glances I have caught when you think I’m not looking you feel the same.”
“I do Tom. God I do.” Your fingers skimming across the angles of his face. You pulled him down into another kiss. Tom’s hips snapped against yours and his cock strained against his pants. The two of you shed your clothing with wild abandon, flinging them to the corners of your bedroom.
“How long I have waited to see you like this.” Tom purred into your ear. “Naked underneath me. Wanton. Begging for me.” You gasped while Tom nipped at your neck. “I must have you now, darling.”
You gripped Tom’s shoulders as he entered you. You were already slick with arousal. “By god, you feel amazing. As if you were made for me.”
He stilled for a moment before slowly thrusting in and out of you. Your head hit the pillows in ecstasy. “Fuck Tom.” you hissed as he moved to press his thumb against your clit.
“That’s the plan, darling. Over and over, until you are a whimpering mess.” His words an anaphrodisiac. You screamed as you came, clenching around Tom’s cock.
“Fuck, darling. You squeezed me so tight.” Tom exclaimed as he spilled inside of you.
The two of you lay in bed, the scent of sex in the air.
“So…” you started, turning to face Tom, his eyes closed. “… that happened.”
“It took us long enough.” Tom laughed and you joined in. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” A glint of mischief. “Now I believe I heard something about ‘over and over’.”
Tom groaned into the pillow before wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you tight.
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You were surprised to discover your husband’s sexual tastes leaned to the more… unconventional. By all outward appearances, Sir Thomas Sharpe was a gentleman, with impeccable manners. But behind those soft blue eyes and kind smile, lied the devil. Since marrying three months ago, he had opened your eyes to more things in the bedroom than you thought were possible. And now it was spilling into other areas.
Thomas shared the small chaise with you. His hand wrapped around your waist. His fingers teased along the underside of the bosom, causing your nipples to tighten against your dress.
“Does my touch excite you?” Thomas purred in your ear. You shivered. Your thighs rubbed together as you grew wet. “Are you wet already, my dear?”
You nodded. Thomas opened his mouth to speak more lurid thoughts to you when dinner was announced the two of you headed to the dining room to meet Lucille. Thomas took his spot at the head of the table with you to his right and Lucille to his left. He shifted his chair close to you.
“I’m gonna get you off under this table and if you make a sound, you’re in big trouble.” he growled.
Lucille’s eyes darted between the two of you. You blessed the long tablecloth, which concealed Thomas rucking up your skirts, finding your sex underneath the layers.
“Lucille,” Thomas asked as his fingers teased your folds. “would you be willing to accompany my blushing bride to your seamstress in London next week? She is in desperate need of a ballgown.”
Lucille nodded. “I would be delighted, Thomas.” She took dainty bites of her food.
Thomas turned his attention to you and smiled. You spied the mischief in his eye while he pressed his thumb against your bundle of nerves. “Would you like that, dear?”
You nodded. Thomas slipped his finger inside you. You bit your lip to suppress a gasp, and you lurched forward.
“Are you ill, my darling?” Tom feigned worry, knowing full well what ailed you. “You haven’t touched your dinner.”
Thomas’s fingers curled inside you. “Apologies. I don’t know where my mind went.”
With trembling fingers, you cut your food. Thomas added a second finger. The coil inside you tightened inside you painfully. You did your best to converse with Thomas and Lucille, trusting yourself to one-word answers through gritted teeth. Thomas swiped his thumb against you and you came undone. You exhaled deeply.
Thomas removed his fingers and cleaned them on his napkin before returning to his meal. You rose from the table and Thomas stood as was custom. You spied his erection badly hidden in his trousers. He turned to you to hide it from Lucille.
“I must excuse myself. I am feeling under the weather.” You hurried out of the room and to your bedroom.
Lucille squeezed Thomas’s hand. “You should tend to your wife.”
Thomas kissed her cheek. “Of course.”
You laid back on the bed and your head snapped as the door opened to see Thomas stepping in. “You were such a good girl, my love.” He unfastened his pants, pushing them down. “Now it’s time to return the favor.”
A/N: This one was a request from @gaitwae which was for this prompt: “See what happens if you rub your ass on me like that again.” the second one that snuck in yesterday.
Summary: It is nighttime but you are not sleepy.
Warnings: spanking, praise kink, smut, oral sex (m receiving), cursing
Loki was already in bed when you slipped between the sheets. You couldn’t tell if he was asleep or just resting. Inch by inch, you sidled up to his curved form, fitting neatly against his chest and legs. You searched your arms overhead, arching your back, your ass pressed against his crotch and you couldn’t resist wiggling it just a bit.
“See what happens if you rub your ass on me like that again.” Loki grumbled, not bothering to open his eyes.
“I don’t know what your talking about.” you replied. “I was just stretching.”
“Hmph. Go to bed, my dove. It’s late.” Loki wrapped his arm around your waist, heat from his bare chest radiating through your pajama top.
You lie still for a while, attempting to drift off but sleep eluded you. You needed Loki. In every manner possible. With a devious glint in your eye, you arched your back once again, leaning forward, your ass grinding against Loki. With no warning, Loki flipped you so you were on all fours.
“What did I tell you, love, about rubbing against me? Is someone needy?” Loki pulled your shorts and panties down. His fingers teasing your folds, which were already wet. “Someone is very needy.” He purred, pushing a single finger into you. You bucked backwards, earning a smack on the ass.
“You can’t help yourself, can you?” Loki curled his fingers inside of you. You moaned wantonly.
“Please.”
“But you have been such a naughty girl.” Loki’s voice dripped heavy in the dark. “Perhaps you can earn it.”
“Oh yes, please.”
In a flash of gold, Loki appeared in front of you, naked. His cock erect in front of your face.
“I am in need of service.” he growled. “Service me, pet.”
Your mouth fell open and your tongue licked flat stripes along the underside of Loki’s cock as he pushed into your mouth. You hollowed your cheeks as your tongue went to work.
“So eager to please. I like that.” Loki’s hands grabbed at your hair as he thrust into your mouth. His hairs tickled your nose, and he pushed all the way in. “You’ve been practicing. I am impressed. Perhaps you have been a good girl after all.”
You gushed at his words of praise and Loki removed himself, his cock glistened. Another flash of gold, and Loki was behind you once again, the tip of his cock dragging up and down your folds.
“You are a delight for the senses. And you are all mine.” Loki pushed into you. The two of you moaned as he bottomed out. “You my dove, are a treasure.”
Loki snapped his hips, and you fell forward onto your elbows, hands gripped the sheets for support. Loki’s head fell back as you clenched around him. You screamed his name as you orgasmed, milking his cock. Two thrusts later, Loki joined you. He lifted your body to press against his lean torso.
He held you tight, before pulling out and curling the two of you up on the bed. His long finger traced your shoulders. “I love you, my dove.”
“I love you too Loki.” you drifted off in his arms.
“Now sleep.” Loki whispered as his arms held you tight and safe.
You pulled your top off with trembling fingers. Your arms wrapped around your body. A feeble attempt to hide stretch marks and what you called “extra cushion”. Tom dropped to sit next to you, his touch soft.
“We can do it with our eyes closed if that’s better for you.” he assured. “But I would rather we make love for the first with our eyes open.”
A tear pricked your eye. “I’m sorry. You deserve better.” your words caught in your throat. Tom caught your chin.
“I won’t have you speaking about yourself that way.” He lifted your chin to kiss you. His lips expressing all the love and passionate he felt for you. Gently, Tom pushed you onto the soft sheets of his bed. He knew you struggled with seeing yourself as the beauty you are, and he vowed to spend the rest of his days helping you see you as he saw you.
“I know, but…”
Tom pressed a finger to your lips. “Shh. I know what you think about yourself. I’m not asking you to undo years of thinking. But allow me to show you tonight, how I love you. Will you allow me to do so, darling?”
You nodded, sniffling. No one had ever accepted you as you were. Or didn’t just brush off your remarks about your body. Until Tom. He didn’t push or scold. He just was. And you were enough for him.
Tom covered your mouth with his. His tongue exploring you, drinking in you. His hands moved along your sides. When you stiffened at his touch, Tom would move to other parts of your body until you relaxes. His hands kneaded your breasts, pinching your nipples through your bra. He pulled back.
“Please finish undressing.” Tom stood, undoing his own pants.Your bra hit the floor with a soft thud and you hitched your hips to pull your shorts and panties off, joining the bra on the floor. You licked your lips as his cock popped free from his boxers. Tom blushed.
“Your stare is embarrassing me, love.” You giggled at the thought of Tom Hiddleston, god among men, being embarrassed at anything.
“Sorry.”
“Never apologize.” Tom crawled back on top of you. “There should be no secrets, no apologies between us.” His lips moved to suck on your nipples.
“God!” you moaned as Tom’s mouth suckled you to pebbles. Your pussy gushed. Tom’s long fingers sank inside you.
“It seems I have found something you enjoy.” he smirked. “Let’s see how the other goes.” His fingers thrusted inside you as his tongue swirled against your other nipple. You moaned again.
“If you keep moaning like that, I shall come before I even have a chance to fuck you properly.”
You gasped at his bold words. Tom positioned himself between your legs and guided himself inside you. His head fell back in bliss.
“You are amazing, dear. You fit me so perfectly. I shall never tire of this.” You moaned. He thrusted into you, his hips circling. You bucked upwards to meet him.
“I am not going to last long, love. Allow me to help you.” His fingers found your nub and he circled them against it. You spasmed against him.
“That’s it, come on my cock.” Tom growled in your ear. “I want you to flood me as I come inside you.”
His words snapped the coil, and you came hard, clutching his shoulders. Tom snapped his hips twice more before falling to your side, spent.
“Thank you, love.” Tom kissed your lips softly.
“For what?”
“For trusting me with your most precious possession, your heart.” He pulled you tight to his side to drift asleep together.
