#stack reader

as if it wasn’t bad enough, stack’s burying himself deep into you.

“oh fuck” you moan out as he presses his forearm against your lower back bringing your breast close to his mouth ‘fore sucking on the nipple. along with him literally latching on your tit like a baby, he’s bucking his hips like crazy.

“mm—ride that dick, [𝜗𝜚]” he grumbled as his hand found its way to your ass, gripping and slapping. you bounce faster as he huffs. “take that shit” he speaks slapping your ass not hard enough to bruise but, hard enough to sting.

you keep riding as he groans gripping your hips, stack taps your hip signaling position change. he swiftly picks you up and flips you on your back, with him between your legs.

“i love bein’ in here” he says smugly before kissing your mouth, a sloppy kiss. soon enough the thrusting starts. he’s attacking your sweet spot repeatedly in hopes of you reaching your climax first.

because he’s sweet like that.

“you takin’ this shit good for me baby” he praises in your ear as he bottoms you out. “ngh fuck” you whine aloud as elias kisses your cheeks “cum on this dick, [𝜗𝜚]” he encourages as he buries his load deep in your womb.

your walls clench around his throbbing dick causing your body to stutter as you reach your climax. “there it go” he says deeply with a throaty chuckle before pulling out after a minute or two and holding you.

“i can clean it up if you want” stack says already making his way down between your legs.

blk reader!!!

modern!stack who agreed to be friends with you but is still butt-hurt.— you were sitting at the twins house during one of their many family gatherings, watching as the men smoke and drank. “who you with lil lady?” one of their friends asked you before elias interrupted, “this my homegirl, why ‘s up?”. he never let you answer for yourself. not if he was around.

modern!stack who would have you glued to his hip for the rest of the night after you got hit on. — since one of elijah’s friends decided to try and get at you, elias decided to sew you two together. “stack come on now, this is ridiculous” you grumbled “but its necessary if niggas gon’ be thinkin’ you single, ain’ it?” huh?? “well according to you, i’m your homegirl” you rebutted before he swiped a hand across his face and smirked “aw c’mon now, you know ‘s different”.

✗ warnings; 18+, mdni, oral (f!receiving) praise, overstimulation, smug bo chow wc: 718

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀; after a slow burn crush, you finally get what you want. which in this case is, bo chow.

[a/n; i rushed this tbh and its not proofread so 😬. also, read this with the song ‘kisses down low’ by kelly rowland! thank you for 100 <3]

to say you were head over heels was an understatement. you and bo had only started talking a few weeks ago.

but that was long enough for your family to notice change in behavior. “why you always at that market?” or “that chow man came by” was all you heard for a little over a month now.

today was no different. you guys needed fruit. you walked into the chow grocery market and hoped that he would look your way. you strolled around as if nothing before he spoke “hey, yer back” with a smile.

that smile.

your parents and siblings whispered about how you were so inlove. love? maybe. lust? for sure. “i’m looking for the peaches” you lied smiling back at him as he grabbed your arm just above your elbow and guided you over to the fruit section.

you nearly passed out. “these were just picked” he reassured still holding onto you as he gazed up at you and your eyes met before you noticed his eyes dip down to your lips. “thanks” you mutter as he nods before walking to the back of the store.

impure thoughts, [𝜗𝜚]

later that night, after you caught wind of a juke joint at the old sawmill, you arrived looking your best. now, to be fair you didn’t even know if he was gonna be there but, after seeing the sign? you knew he was there.

you entered and bought a drink before chatting with annie. you let time get away from you and, you and annie had talked practically all night. it dawned on you once you see someone walk up.

“an irish beer annie,” he started before seeing you “two” bo finished putting some money on the counter and leaning next to you. “i didn’t know you were gonna be here” the man broke the short lived silence. “neither did i” you responded in a sort of cocky tone.

bo only chuckled at your snark before wiping a hand across his face, “you look good” he lowly voiced eyeing you up. “thank you” you softly giggle looking down at your dress which was just above the knee.

“no, thank you. seriously wouldn’t know what to do if i didn’t have the sight”

you just laughed it off after crossing your legs.

time went by of thousands of flirty comments which all lead you to here.

all you remembered was bo’s hand sliding up your thigh before you ended up in the storage room. “hmph” you huffed as he nipped at your neck while he made his way down. each kiss, bite, lick, and suck, got lower and lower.

once they reached your collarbone he got more handsy. grabbing your hips and pinning them beneath him as he kissed and sucked your tit.

“mm shit” you panted squirming slightly under him.

he finally reached where you ached for him more. bo, rubbed the area through your panties, feeling how wet it is. he laughed at the moans and whines his touch drew from you.

“i figured you’d sound like this..” he said, his voice deeper now “like you want me to ruin you”. you did. “i do” was all you said and all that needed to be said before bo got ‘tween your legs after yanking down your panties, and slurping.

“oh fuck!” you say relatively loud before covering your mouth so no one heard. “nuh uh,” bo started “lemme hear you..please”.

good god all mighty.

before you had time to respond he’s back sucking your clit. you start to get a bit overwhelmed so you push his head away or, try to prior to him swatting your hand away and sucking harder.

in mock warning.

you whimper as your legs shake and he doesn’t even look up from between your folds. after a minute or two you’re overstimulated. only twitching and ‘oh!’ ing.

bo is relentless.

his nose now nudging against your clit as he groans at your noises. “c’mon pretty girl, cum for me” he coax’s.

it seems like on command ( or rather on the last nudge of his nose) you squirt. “o-oh—ouu shitt” you whimper as bo just smugly laughs and kisses from your clit to your upper thigh.

✗ warnings: 18+, mdni, teasing, condescending praise, animalistic!smoke, munch!smoke, oral (f!receiving) wc: 1k

synopsis: an impromptu phone call whilst away from home led to an risqué situation.

[a/n: READ WITH SONG!]

you’ve got me

after an extempore phone call you made to your boyfriend, he was on his way home. the phone was anything but innocent.

you’ve got me

you were currently adjusting your hair and robe knowing that after the call ended he was gonna fly home. you texted him to see what the hold up was. although it hasn’t even been fifteen minutes, you were needy.

you’ve got me

“baby im on the way, five minutes away” he reassured you trying to not let his needs cloud his mind. you scoff dramatically after reading the message and decide to take things up a notch.

you’ve got me..

you lay on the bed opening your robe the slightest bit and then, open the camera app on your phone, angling the phone down towards your chest. afterwards, you forward the message to him, chewing on your finger. just as it’s sent you notice that he’s seen it.

three dots appear and disappear for about two minutes before you hear his car pull in the driveway.

speechless

your heart pounds with anticipation of what’s about to happen once he reaches the door.

where you been, baby?

you run over to the bedroom window looking down at him getting out of the car and walking towards the door, key already in hand.

waited for you all day

you hurry over to the railing of the staircase only to find him on the other-side of the door twisting the key in the lock.

waited for you to use the key

the door opens and you move over, back to the room shutting the door behind you before, sitting on the bed as if you hadn’t been the cause of him feeling pent up. you fiddle with your hair some more as your heart hammers.

that opens my place

you hear your heart louder than anything thing else.

my heart starts trembling

aside from your heart, his shoes can be heard with every step he takes to meet you.

as i hear your footsteps pace

you stare nervously at the closed door seeing the exact moment his hand collides with the cool stainless steel of the door knob.

lock open, door knob turned

your eyes shoot up as the door swings open and you see his dark gaze.

there appears your face

before you have time to say anything he’s coming towards you his gaze none wavering. he pulls his sweatshirt over his head once in front of you—still without a word.

you watch as if you’ve entered a trance. elijah steps away for a moment, grabbing a pillow before placing it down and picking you up. he kisses your mouth, then neck. god.

“lil needy ass couldn’t wait for me to get home, huh?” he speaks between kisses after laying you down, the small of your back resting against the pillow.

going out my head, i think im losing all my mind

you softly bite down on your finger again. he resumes kissing what’s underneath the silk robe. his lips gentle as if he wants to enjoy this. the kisses move lower to your inner thighs.

still missing where you wanted his mouth. then finally, you feel his lips kiss your dripping cunt. you gasped softly as he growls at the sound he was able to get you to make. “that feel good? you happy im down here finna eat this shit?” smoke questioned already knowing the answer but, still wanting you to say it. you nod before he scoffs and rubs his tongue against your bud causing you to squirm. “i said ‘does that feel good?’ baby?” he repeated as you quickly said “yes it feels good” to which he nodded before pressing his thumb against your clit again, and massages it.

drive me crazy, burning candles, making love all night

you huffed needily at his ministrations closing your eyes. that was short lived before smoke chimed in “nuh-uh, look at me while you cream on my tongue”. you whined before he stuck his tongue in your hole still rubbing your sensitive area. only thing you can see was his head peeking over your tummy and up at your eyes. you watched as he deduced you to a desperate, pent-up , brat.

you can feel his tongue curling in you as if he was trying to get all your essence on his tongue. you’ve never had a guy eat it for his own pleasure. not unless he wanted something in return.

feels so strange , it feels so crazy to be in your world

you’d moan and shudder as your pussy would flutter against his tongue. it was so overwhelming. you were already wound up, now he’s eating it like its his last meal? you wrapped your legs around his head whimpering and shaking. he soon pushed your legs apart, “this what you wanted right? wanted to tease me and get me riled up? take this shit” he grumbled locking his arms around your thighs to ensure you don’t move.

in your arms, lost for words, you’ve got me

he pulled his tongue out before sucking on your clit recklessly with no disregard for how overstimulated you were.

you’ve got me

you tried to push away from his merciless mouth before he dragged you back down towards him.

you’ve got me

you cried out as sucked harder. all you could do was cover your face out of embarrassment. which only lasted for a few seconds before you heard him groan.

“move your hands mama” he demanded prior to continuing his licks and kisses.

ooh, you’ve got me

soon enough, you were a puddle beneath his mouth. he didn’t stop, though. just sucked you through the aftershocks. with one final roll of your hips, he raised to his feet, leaned over and kissed you.

lord, you loved that man.

soft!stack who is all bark no bite. — elias had been hitting on you for the better part of a year. innuendos, flirty comments—whole nine. “that dress real pretty” with a nod to the bodycon you’re wearing, “bet it’ll look better on my bedroom floor” “i dunno, why don’t you come find out?”. flustered isn’t even the word to explain how he’s acting.

he’d snort and shake his head “you’re a trip”.

soft!stack who finally gets you to himself and is nervous. — you and stack were sitting in the living room of his house watching some cringy movie as he continued on with the empty promises of a “good time” (although you’re not doubtin’ it). you leaned over and laid your head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your waist bring you in closer. “you need somethin’?” he’d question scared that he might’ve been too awkward. “im okay elias” you respond with a nod and he looked back at the tv “wouldn’t want my baby sittin’ up in here uncomfortable”.

soft!stack who gets high and practically sticks to you. — you had been staying the night at his house for almost a week now. you’ve became accustom to his routine; wake up, smoke, eat, smoke, shower, smoke. hell, only time he isn’t high is when he’s sleep. the front door opened and closed real quick, you didn’t even have to look up—you smelled him before you seen him. “hey baby” he smirked with low red eyes “you okay?” you asked knowing that he would say yes. just had to be sure. he beelined to the couch sitting down, leaning most of his weight on you “you tryna go upstairs real quick, mama?”.

✗ warnings: none (sfw), clingy!stack, soft!stack

synopsis: stack pulls up on you because he misses you!

you walked to your front door unlocking it, and opening it.

“hey” he smiled hugging you. you hugged back before he pulled back kissing you letting his hands slide down to your ass.

you huffed kissing back as he gripped your ass. “stack-“ you stepped back and he groaned “what?” “what do you mean, ‘what?’ you can’t just walk up in here and kiss on me” you told.

“i told you i wanted to see you” he chuckled “yeah but i thought that meant you wanted to hangout not jump my bones” you crossed your arms.

“you right, my bad. you just..you look so good”

alexa, play ‘easy’ by the commodores!

you rolled your eyes and walked towards your couch. elias followed and sat next to you pulling your legs onto his lap. he started rubbing your legs.

“you soft” he practically moaned before you looked over him seeing how enamored he looked. “you wanna watch a movie?” you asked “yeah, c’mere though” he signaled you closer. you were now attached at the hip.

he reached for your hips to which you looked up at him. “can i?” he asked softly as you nodded. elias then grabbed your hips and placed you on his lap.

he kissed your forehead and wrapped you up in his arms. his big, strong, secure, arms.

you searched for a movie to watch before deciding on some cheesy flick. you two weren’t really paying attention anyway, you just enjoyed being with him. just as he enjoyed being with you.

the next morning came quick and you woke up on your couch with stack still asleep behind you. his big burly arms draped around your waist.

now granted it wasn’t all peaches and cream. he was snoring. in your ear.

you had half a mind to wake him up but that all subsided once you seen his relaxed sleeping expression.

he looked so cute.

you smiled and pecked his lips. he tightened his grip on you bringing your head closer to his chest. “go back to sleep, mama. i ‘on’t wanna get up yet” he cooed groggily.

you smiled and did just that.

✗ warnings; none really (sfw), fluffy, slight use of the n - word (blk reader only)

synopsis; maybe you do like stack? you’re not really sure but you know you feel something for him. wc: 786

[a/n: read this with “be with you” by beyonce or you have no vision! thank you for 200 followers <3]

upon arriving at stacks house, you’re yet again greeted by him and smoke smoking in the front yard.

“good thing them pajamas” stack nodded towards your shorts which were a bit too short. “i told you i was tired, threw on whatever i could find” you shrugged as he shook his head exhaling the smoke from his mouth, “i ain’ complainin’ , far from it” he responded causing elijah to kick him as if to say ‘really?’.

“you spendin’ the night?” your friend asked to which you looked at stack, “i’ont know, he wanted me to come over here, so” you shifted all weight to one side. “yeah she stayin’ , we gettin’ kinda serious like that” elias spoke flashing a grin that allowed you to see his grill.

you blank stare him before grabbing your overnight bag and carrying it into the house—stack and smoke following.

once you make it into the living room you drop your bag and sit on the couch with a sigh. “how was work?” elias asked from the kitchen. if you didn’t know any better, you’d think you’re having deja vu.

“tiresome, lord i needa massage” you say rolling your neck to relive some of the tension in your muscles. “i told you baby, im multi-talented” he teased as smoke just rolled his eyes. “this why she ain’ wanna talk to yo ass in highschool” to which you softly laughed at, “yeah but she gave that bum ass nigga a chance, i knew i’d treat her better than him”.

you just rolled your eyes at his cockiness. he just let out a hearty laugh as he and smoke approached the couch.

you got a facetime call after about ten minutes. it was your friend, jasmine. “hey,” she dragged the vowel before seeing you weren’t at your house, “where you at?” she spoke in a accusatory tone with a teasing smirk.

you just laughed and flipped the phone over to face smoke before it returns to facing you “oh you at a ‘appointment’” “girl no, wrong twin ‘nd im not sleeping with him”

“could’ve fooled me, i seen his story the other day—yall look close” she taunted with a knowing smile causing you to shake your head in disagreement.

time went on and you eventually ended up falling asleep. to other people, it’s weird that you fell asleep at your guy friends house but, you knew it wasn’t him you had to worry about.

stack came downstairs to find you out like a light. his once hardened expression, softened. if you could see him now you would see that he really did care about you. you meant more to him than himself sometimes.

he made his way to the front of the couch picking you up and carrying you upstairs. once in his room, he placed you on the bed and under the comforter.

his bed. his comforter.

the next morning you wake up checking your surroundings. you seen pictures and such that could indicate it’s either of their rooms.

only thing to differentiate the two being, the scent of that cologne you grew to hate.

you were in elias’ room. oh my gosh, did yall—?

before you could get up to go find him, he swayed out of the bathroom. (ifykyk) “good mornin’” he spoke with a soft smirk.

the smirk, the lack of a shirt, the gold glint in his mouth. whew.

“i ain’ do nothin’ to ya..ain’ that kinda man” he cleared up as if he was reading your mind. “good” you nodded still slightly groggy, “i did sleep in here wit’ ya but, i kept my distance” he followed up with.

“i didn’t mean to fall asleep over here last night” you told “i didn’t mind, i like knowing where you at” he rebutted.

lord knows it was too early to be feeling like this. like a schoolgirl with a crush.

“i can drop you off at work if you want” he muttered noticing your wondering gaze, “nah i got errands to run today” you stated still very clearly eyeing him up and down. stack chuckled “my eyes are up here darlin’”.

you mocked a laugh before sitting up to get out of bed. in two short steps he’s in front of you, “mama,” he cooed. the softest you’ve seen him in a while “hm?” “cmere” he demanded gently before hugging you.

the hug lasted for what felt like forever. “text me when you home..alright?” to which you only nodded and replied “okay”.

you practically melted. seeing elias all soft was something foreign for sure.

lets just say, that car ride felt like a high you can never reach again.

it’s like a high, i can’t come down from you.

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✗ warnings: none really (sfw), slight use of the n-word (blk readers only), delusional!stack

synopsis: your bestfriends brother likes you and according to him, you like him back. wc: 557

[a/n: ik i said i was gonna release this later this week but im lowk bored sooo]

you’ve known stack and smoke since they were elias and elijah.

you and elijah were inseparable. from grade school til now, still close like white on rice. unfortunately for you, the moore boys were a package deal. you had called smoke to tell him you were gonna stop by. “a’igh, i aint home right now but, stack gon’ be there” he soon revealed.

you didn’t have a problem with stack, no never that. just didn’t feel like hearing any smug or flirty comments. “w’nt no point in putting them pretty clothes on..’m just gon’ take em off” stack would say with a shrug and a smile.

you would always brush off elias’ advances over the years. in high school, you said it was his hormones. that he didn’t really like you and was just a horny teen. but now? he’s fully developed; mentally and physically, and knows exactly what he wants (you).

you end the call and started your car going straight to the house.

once you arrived, you’re met by music and deep voices. plural. you skip going in the house and make a beeline for the backyard to see who you were hearing.

you were ultimately met with elias and his friends sitting around smoking, “oh my bad, i just wanted to let you know i was here” you speak with a smile, one hand on your hip and the other being used as a visor to block the beaming sun.

“oh a’right, you aint gon’ give me a hug?” he asked with a teasing smile and open arms. you rolled your eyes walking past him and into the house, through the backdoor. although it was a short walk, you felt like a deer in front of a bunch of tigers, everyone eyeing you up and down. their gazes; hungry.

once in the house you laid on the couch for literally five minutes before stack came in the house. “im finna walk them out real quick, you good?” he asked in a irritated tone. “yeah im okay..are you?” you replied nodding towards him as he shrugged it off with a nod.

he soon came back in and walked to the kitchen grabbing a beer. “what’s up?” was all that came out of your mouth, seeing as how you knew he was mad. “them niggas disrespectful”.

“what happened? they say something out the way?” you questioned sitting up to look over at the kitchen only to see he was walking towards you. “yeah they talkin’ ‘bout—‘she bad as hell’” he answered before kissing his teeth.

thats what you’re mad about?

“oh—boy, you funny, they was complimentin’ me” you laughed as he sat next to you. “nah baby, they was pissin’ me off is what they was doin’” before cracking his beer open, “i told them niggas you was my girl and they st-“ “hold on hold on, what? you told them i was your girlfriend? stack, i aint with you” you corrected with a scoff and a look of disbelief.

“you aint with who?” he snorted “you with me..i’ont even know why you would say that” elias finished with a shake of his head and a laugh.

before you could respond, smoke walked in nodding towards yall, “yall look like a couple all cuddled up” he stated unknowing of the previous events.