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bf!tate langdon x f!reader
🍵 ‼️: 1.0K words. alive!tate langdon. some fluff. 18+. foreplay heavy. needy sex. p in v. unprotected sex. clingy tate. needy tate & needy reader. tate’s obsessed w kissing your neck. secret fucking. secret relationship.
a/n: hellooo, i'm back and recharged ig? so i decided to free this tate fic from my draft:)
📖 summary: sneaking your secret boyfriend in for a movie night but you both forgot about the movie when tate started to become needy.
꩜ recommendation : listen to My Moon My Man by Feist while reading this!
The atmosphere in your room is perfect. Quiet, temperature’s a bit cold and comfortable, and the only source of light is the warm glow of the lamp on your nightstand. It should’ve been the perfect night to just settle in bed. But you can’t.
Instead, you pace around your room, stealing glances at your window from time to time. Your heart beats a little faster when you hear random creaks outside. Finally, it was your window that slowly creaked open. You immediately rush to your window, helping your boyfriend Tate sneak in your bedroom.
“Tate.” you say his name with a gentle excitement in your voice. “You seriously need to oil this thing,” he complained about your window with a small smirk playing on his lips. “can’t even surprise my girlfriend properly.” but the complaint was immediately replaced with his clinginess. “C’mere, babe.” he pulls you into his arms and pepper kisses on the side of your neck while inhaling your scent.
“Missed you.” you chuckle softly as you run your fingers through his blond hair. Oh how you love his hair, it’s one of your favorites about him. “I know baby, I miss you too.” he mumbles through the kisses. He always doesn't know when to stop when he’s given the chance to kiss your neck.
You gently pull away as you wrap your arms around his neck. “Movie?” you ask as your eyes drift to your laptop that’s already open on your bed. That was what tonight was for. You two had planned a secret movie date in your room. “Awh, thought you’d forget about that.” He sighs playfully but he gently takes your hand in his to pull you with him in your bed.
As you two settled in your bed, the movie began to play and you find yourself being spooned by Tate. You love it, you’re very comfortable, breathing stable, and your thumb absent mindedly grazing Tate’s knuckles on his hand that was resting on your waist while your eyes were busy watching the movie on your laptop screen. Meanwhile, Tate found his lips dangerously close to your neck again. At first, it was just one by one soft kiss on your neck that you didn’t mind. Until his lips became almost glued on your neck, the soft kisses began to deepen his teeth beginning to graze the soft skin of your neck. “You smell so good.” he mumbles, making you feel butterflies in your stomach.
“Are you even watching the movie, Tate?" you ask softly but playfully. His eyes slowly looks up at you. “No.” he responds truthfully, his voice a bit muffled since his lips is still pressed on your neck. “But the movie’s a perfect background vibe for our moment.” he adds before he slowly leaned in but captures your lips eagerly. You kissed back with the same energy while also melting in his arms.
You both continued making out, starting to forget about the movie. But then Tate’s eyes drifts to the screen, finding out the movie’s playing a romantic sex scene. What a coincidence..
It turned him on even more “Fuck, could be us.” he spoke through the kiss, his hand reached out, softly cupping your jaw as he gently turns your head to look at the screen of your laptop. He smirks as he watches your eyes take in the scene. He teases you by grinding the hard length of his erection on your clothed ass. It made you press your ass harder against his erection. “Fuck, I know baby.” he grumbled before eagerly capturing your lips again.
That escalated the moment even more, the making out became very heated, his hand now rubbing you through your panties. “I always thought we’ll never get to do something like this. Since.. We can get caught.” you gently spoke as your eyes drifts to your bedroom door then back to him again.
You can’t let your parents know about your secret boyfriend who’s actually the son of the woman next door that your parents dislike.
“But I don’t wanna stop.” you admit, lowkey begging him not to stop.
“We can be quiet..” he suggests. “I got you.” he chuckles softly as his fingers smoothly push your panties to the side. He effortlessly unbuttons his pants and gets his cock out of his pants, now gently pressing his red and eager tip against your entrance. Your hand reaches out to wrap around his length as you sink to his cock, making him let out a heavy hot breath against your neck.
He wraps his arm around your waist again and slowly pulls you pressed against him, getting him deep inside of you. A low shaky moan escapes your lips at that. It went in smoothly and deep. “Mmm..” he responds to your moan. His other hand comes up to gently press against your mouth as he starts moving his hips, his thrusts were slow at first. Fucking you in a spooning position. Moans still slips out of your lips even though he’s going slow, thankfully, it was muffled by his hand.
“So good..” you moan softly against his hand. Tate’s slow thrusts then increased speed but were messy and desperate. The pressure of his hand covering your mouth also tightened. It was firm but did not hurt. Tate was just trying so hard not to moan. “..I’m.. close..” he breathlessly spoke as he continues his thrusts. “Oh me too, Tate.. fuck..” you whimper against his hand.
You came first, you came on his cock throbbing inside of you, your eyes rolling back. When he feels your juices soak his cock, it immediately triggers his orgasm. The moment he pulls out, his warm liquid immediately spilled on your ass, Tate bites on your shoulder as he comes. He strokes himself a few times before finally letting out a long satisfied exhale and buries his face on your neck.
“We’ll do this again..?” you ask, panting heavily as well. “We're doing this every chance we get.” he chuckles breathlessly. You flash him a satisfied smile. "Don't go yet." you softly beg, turning to face him. "Not going anywhere yet." he promises, gently looking into your eyes.
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Spin the wheel again. That’s who’s trying to protect you.
(If you have zero idea about a name you got, spin until you see someone you recognize.)
Are you safe?
Absolutely not. I'm dead. 100% dead.
I might stay alive, but it'll be a really close thing.
I'll take some hits, for certain, but I should be okay in the end.
A few attacks might get through, but nothing concerning.
The attacker might be able to get in one lucky hit. If that.
I am the opposite of worried. I'm 100% safe.
…Look. I've tried picturing this. But I honestly don't know how to answer.
Voting ended onJul 14
(I've run this poll twice before, expanding it significantly for the second run. With about a year passed since that second run, I thought it was time to add another couple hundred names to the list and have another go.)
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“i’ve heard virgins get wet real quick. is that true?”
his eyes are twin pools of tar, a darkness so profound that you fear if you stare too long, you’ll be pulled beneath the surface, never to find your way back to the light. you drop your gaze to his lips instead—the full, lush red of cherries in late spring.
“…guess there’s only one way to find out,”
the words leave your lips with an airy lightness, intended to sound noncommittal, though they sound anything but, with your pulse hammering erratically against your eardrums. shifting from his haunches, tate rises onto his knees, stance parting wide, and your gaze inevitably drifts to the distinct tent straining against dark denim. he’s hard; violently so. you draw a sharp breath when his palm cup your breast, his fingers flexing in a tentative yet firm squeeze. tate smirks, indentations in his cheeks. for a fleeting moment, you catch a glimpse of the boy you first fell in love with. everything will be okay, won’t it?
the fact i even dreamed about that, in my dream i didn't have the 100% certain it was doomsday, it can be secret wars (and marvel might split the movies into part 1 and part 2) 👀
(this is from one of trustful insiders of marvel apparently)
there's a lot of rumours that marvel will be focusing on the young avengers (including wanda's sons), and that older characters would be mentors for these younger avengers!!! SO. quicksilver teaching his velocist ways for tommy (speed)!? and doing a homage scene for evan's quicksilver?! 😭🙏🤍⚡️
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Guinness was a sleek black cat who lived high above the city, in an apartment on the 30th floor of a London skyscraper. He was an indoor cat, a quiet watcher of the world, who had never felt the ground beneath his paws. But he was never truly alone. He had a best friend. That friend was a window washer named Stephen. Every Tuesday, Stephen’s platform would glide down the face of the building. When it reached the 30th floor, Guinness would already be there, waiting like clockwork. Guinness would dart after the squeegee as it moved across the glass. He would tap the window with his paws, leap into the air, twist and spin with excitement. His eyes sparkled with joy. Stephen always played along. He pulled silly faces. He traced smiley faces in the soap suds just for the cat. For ten minutes every week, they shared laughter through the glass. It became the brightest moment of both their lives. Then one Tuesday, Stephen didn’t come. Guinness sat by the window. He cried out softly. He walked back and forth, restless and confused. Another window washer appeared instead. Guinness rushed to the glass, hopeful—but the man didn’t notice him. He simply cleaned the window and moved on. Guinness slowly turned away, his tail drooping low. Stephen didn’t return for six long months. He had become seriously ill and was in the hospital, fighting a dangerous infection. When he finally recovered, he went back to work. His body was still weak, but his heart was strong with one wish—to see his friend again. As he lowered the platform, his hands trembled. Would the cat remember me? What if they moved away? The platform stopped at the 30th floor. Guinness was sleeping on the sofa. Stephen gently tapped on the glass. Guinness’s head jerked up. His eyes locked onto Stephen. In an instant, the cat sprang toward the window. He cried out with all his strength, so loudly Stephen could hear him through the thick glass. He pressed his face to the pane, purring with pure happiness. Thirty floors above the ground, Stephen broke down in tears. He placed his hand on the glass. Guinness lifted his paw and pressed it against Stephen’s hand. The cat’s owner captured the moment in a photo. It spread across the world, touching millions of hearts. It showed that true friendship knows no limits—not distance, not time, not even a sheet of glass hundreds of feet in the air. Stephen and Guinness’ emotional reunion is a reminder that real bonds never fade, and love always finds its way back.
complimented a cashier on her turtle pin this morning and she said "oh thanks, I am a little bit of a Turtle Person" with the carefully contained energy of Cookie Monster telling you he's mildly fond of chocolate chips
I hope she and the multiple tons of turtle merch she definitely has at home are having a wonderful day