I’m In Love

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Paring:Klausmikaelson×reader reader!wife×Klausmikaelson

Warning:fluff,kisses and short story again.

Summary: Klaus wants to have a lazy morning with his wife but forgets about the twins that interrupt them.(You're hope moms and you had also a twin boy with her.)

You were laying next to your husband as he was still sleeping. He haven't had a quiet moment for himself for week and this is the calmest you have seem him in a long time.

The side only you're allowed to see.

Being married to the most dangerous creature on earth was more shocking at him than you.

"Staring is creepy." Klaus said without opening his eyes.

You rolled your eyes at him. "It's not if you're my husband. "

He sigh before opening his eyes and staring right back at you. You tried not to laugh at that and leand at him foreheads touching.

You blinked which made you groan and fell at your side of bed hearing Klaus chuckled behind you.

You turned to face him ,faces inches away from each other. "Why didn't wake me up?" he said knowing for sure you've been wake for a while.

"I didn't want to wake you up ,you deserve some peace and quite for saving everyone in this family." you said simply not really paying attention for that,his morning voice hitted different every time.

He was looking at you with admire the simple words from made his heart feel more alive every time you do that.

He smiled at you."God,I love you."He leand in to kiss you before you spoke again." Well,I hope so or this marriage would be awkward."

"Just stop talking." He grabbed you from your waist and turned you around at his side for bed. He was over you before attacking your neck with kisses.

You melt under him even in some places his beard made you giggle. You pull him for a kiss and his lips crashed at yours and you both felt like you could stay like that forever.

You felt his hands around your body that made the kiss even more heat it.

Than you heard a knock at the door which made you pull away that left Klaus with a groan. "What?" he said slightly annoyed . "Mommy can I come in?" your 5 years old son voice was heard.

Klaus looked at you with fear that you're actually letting him in. "Y/n no,no,please-" he tried but didn't matter."Come in!" You said and found funny your husband face when the two twins walked in and jumped at your bed.

You laughed at your children who laid between you and their dad. Than you feel Klaus from behind you "I'm gonna get you back for this" he whispered at your ear.

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A/n: I really hope you guys like this. If you have any requests you could ask .The Vampire Diaries and The Originals,any character.

Is This An Easter Thing?

Rating: Mature (18+ only)

Pairing: Backstage Pass!Bucky x Backstage Pass!Steve x f!reader

Words: 500

Warnings: Sex toy, Bucky and Steve being competitive and oblivious

A/N: Written for this anon ask: Hello!! I know it’s kinda late, but can you do a backstage pass Easter head cannon where princess hides an Easter egg that Bucky and Steve have to find. After turning the whole bus upside down she finally starts giving them hints. Eventually they realize she hide it in her and they have to eat it out 🥵🥵

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Bucky’s eyeing you suspiciously, and Steve just looks confused.

“An egg?”

“Yes, Bucky. An egg.”

Steve frowns, “Is this an Easter thing? Because it’s not Easter anymore…”

“And why one egg?” Bucky asks. “I mean, who hides just one egg?”

“I do. Now shh. Listen,” you pause, slowly and deliberately you count five beats of silence in your head, “are you listening?”

They both shrug. “We hear you. Obviously,” Bucky says with an eye roll.

“You hear me, but you aren’t listening. SHH,” you repeat yourself with exasperation, “LISTEN.”

Another measured five count ticks by. Still, they just look at you expectantly.

You sigh, “Okay then. So there’s an egg hidden somewhere on this bus. You find it, you get the prize.”

You flop down on the couch, and watch them ransack the bus, completely absorbed in the “contest.” Normally they’d have easily noticed the sweat dotting your forehead, the way your breath hitches, or the buzzing noise coming from your guts.

The sound would be imperceptible to anyone else, but Bucky and Steve should easily have been able to hear it.

But they’re too focused on competing right now. It’d make you laugh if you could focus on anything but the vibrating egg inside your pussy.

Just thinking about it makes your breath catch in your throat. You squirm in place, clenching your thighs together to get some pressure, some friction on your aching clit.

Bucky is in the middle of pulling Clint’s mattress out of the frame when his head shoots up, like a wolf scenting some particularly tasty bit of prey.

Which is, in essence, what has occurred.

His nostrils flare, and he cocks his head. Standing stock still, he rumbles at Steve, “Shut up a second, man.” Bucky draws in a long, slow breath and holds it, head bowed in concentration, his face hidden by the curtain of his long hair.

“I hear something… What is that?” Steve looks around curiously.

Bucky’s blue eyes are intense when his head snaps in your direction. “You,” he growls, the word rumbles out of his throat, and goes right to your cunt.

He stalks toward you, skidding to his knees at your feet. Your pants are shredded and you’re on your back with his fingers inside of you before you can even gasp his name. He hooks the tail of the toy, and pulls it out of you slowly.

Steve gasps, “Oh, that’s a dirty trick, doll!”

“I told you everything you needed to know,” you moan, “you two were too busy competing with each other to listen.” They both look down at the little black egg, shiny with your juices, and humming loudly in the open air. “See?”

“You’re just mad you lost, Stevie,” Bucky gloats. “What’d I win?”

“You get to use it on me.” Before you even finish the thought, he’s shoving it back inside of you, and chasing it with his tongue.

Steve pouts, “What about me though?”

You groan deeply, “You get to watch.”

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birthday boy | vinnie hacker

warnings: smut, nsfw, degrading, praise kink, nipple play, spitting, oral sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink, underage drinking

vinnie’s cheeks started to hurt from how much he had been smiling. it was a sight for sore eyes truly. his beautiful pearly whites and protruding dimples, that made your heart swoon. his eyes were glazed over in a drunken haze, with a small smirk supporting his features. blonde curls were messily disheveled due to you running your fingers through them most of the night. vinnie was happy, he had reunited with his friends from seattle and flew in a few to spend the week with him, not to forget all his LA friends were there as well. when he caught a glimpse of his family he was ecstatic. it was something you never wanted to miss out on. the way his skin crinkled by his eyes and a light shade of red dusted the apples of his cheeks, but he blamed it on the heat which only made you roll your eyes at the blonde. always trying to keep his carefree and emotionless persona when he did in fact care and was a very sensitive guy, especially when it came to family and you. as the sky got darker the crowd got louder. everyone was hanging onto to one another mostly because they were wasted of their asses and couldn’t walk straight but also because it was a good night with good vibes.

bright lights shined it’s way into vinnie’s line of vision as everyone sang happy birthday to him. but he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. the way the candles illuminated your features. eyes so bright and full of life as he could see his reflection staring back at him. vinnie felt as if it was just the two of you in the room and all time had come to a halt. your smile was so big, vinnie almost dropped to his knees, it was his biggest weakness when it came to you. the way you were so effortlessly beautiful and your big smile was always passed on to someone else. he caught a look in your eyes that held mischief. when you mouthed to him if he wanted you to throw the cake on him he couldn’t help but laugh out loud. nodding his head, as the song came to an end you launched the rather heavy customized rx7 cake at his face. the crowd roared as your smile only grew. the rush of adrenaline in your chest was at an all time high. as vinnies head bounced back from the force of the cake he immediately supported a big grin. a different array of colored icings covered his face and hair. the curls flattened to his forehead and dripping with the delicious treat. his eyes focused on you and he kept that familiar smirk on his face. you knew what this meant and you somehow didn’t find any means to fight it. "come here." pulling you in by your neck, vinnie pulled you in for a sticky but also very tasty kiss. the cheers only got louder as you two kissed, everyone making sure to capture it for their stories. pulling back your hair was now matted down and your lips were sticky. vinnie’s hands grasped at your cheeks softly rubbing your cheekbones. his thumb moved down to swipe at your bottom lip and then slowly lift it into his mouth, sucking off the remains. your heart beat in your chest so loud you swore everyone could hear it. the pit of your tummy felt like it was going to explode and your face became so hot you felt like you were standing in the middle of a fire pit, swarmed with orange and yellow flames.

as people began to come up to vinnie he let go of your face, to give hugs and handshakes. the music had made its way back in full blast and more drinks were brought out. caps of beer bottles and empty trulys littered the yard. whoever had to clean that tomorrow you felt sorry for. a warm hand on your lower back caught your attention as you jumped. "relax baby it’s me, here i brought you a drink." looking down at the drink of choice you couldn’t help but shake your head. there in his tight grip around the neck of the bottle was a modelo, classic vinnie. "i got you your favorite." grabbing the cold refrigerated beer out of his hand you took a look at him all smiley and glowing. "baby this is your favorite not mine." "yeah you’re right but that’s all that was left." clinking the glass against the birthday boys the night went on and more alcohol was consumed. your vision was slightly hazy and you couldn’t exactly walk straight but neither could vinnie. he played round after round in beer pong and the effects were catching up to him now. his wandering hands having a mind of their own as they squeezed at your sides. not many people took any notice to vinnie’s handsy behavior but some did. shouting out little "get it vinnie"s, which at any given day you would scold that person to no end. but to be honest your brain was like a peanut right now and your attention span wasn’t long, already forgetting about it as soon as his hands drifted lower.

people began to bid their goodbyes to you and vinnie, making sure to wish him a happy birthday again. each time the same cheesy smile appeared on vinnie’s face. he always loved his birthday, the one day he actually allowed himself to be the center of attention, even though you tried to do that everyday. stubborn vinnie wouldn’t let you, but today on a beautiful lightly breezy but still warm summer night on july fourteenth he allowed you to.

walking hand and hand to the car that alex decided to be the designated driver of, you both slid in the back, glued to each other’s hips. his tattooed hand grabbed at your warm exposed thigh as he rubbed the area back and fourth only going higher each time. you felt your stomach pool with arousal. turning your head to vinnie, you grabbed at his jaw and pulled him to meet your eyes. "happy birthday my love." a soft smile etched its way onto his face as he leaned in to kiss you. leaning his forehead on yours his eyes bore into yours, sending each other love signals. "thank you angel, wouldn’t want to spend the day with anyone else." pushing back his curls from his eyes you move closer to where your noses are touching. "i can’t wait to give you your present." confusion laced his features and his brown orbs searched your face for some sort answer, when he found no clues he moved back a mere few centimeters. "what do you mean? you already gave me a present when i first woke up." he wasn’t wrong, you did in fact smother his face with kisses and bring him his all time favorite breakfast in bed, as a big present sat at the end of the bed. his eyes widened as he eyed the bag and you giggled like a little kid on christmas morning, and the gift wasn’t even for you. but just treating him like the king he is made you filled with joy. "open it." grabbing the big present wrapped immaculately might i say, vinnie found himself smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. "i hope it’s a life sized y/n to have when you’re not here." giving his shoulder a shove you giggled at his dumb remark. "what my hand doesn’t exactly do any justice." "vinnie!" your cheeks heat up and you buried your face in your hands.

"but this present only you can see." this peaked his interest and it didn’t take much to draw interest when he was this drunk. leading the way into the bedroom, the lights were dimmed and vinnie got the hint immediately. pushing him to sit down you moved to straddle his lap. his rough fingertips pulled you in by your neck as his soft supple lips met yours. your wet muscles danced together, sucking on his tongue, he groaned into your mouth. a mess of teeth clashing and lip biting, your breathing got heavier. whimpers spilled from your throat and got swallowed by his as he slowly pushed you back and fourth to grind on his clothed cock. the friction was delicious and you had to disconnect your lips and get a breather. vinnie took this as a silent invitation to mark you up, he brought his plump lips to your neck. biting and grazing the skin. leaving dark wine colored bruises about the column of your throat. your head lolled back, his lips becoming more greedy. "look at you getting yourself off on my lap, so fucking needy." abruptly vinnie pushed you off his lap, your ass hitting the amber toned wood with a thump. "now suck my dick you filthy whore." your mouth watered at his choice of words. pulling down the fabric from his hips, his dick stood tall and proud. angry red tip leaking precum just waiting to be tasted. tentatively leaning forward the tip of your tongue swiped at his slit, his salty taste flooding your senses. flattening out your tongue you lick a bold stripe up the side of his cock, feeling the bulging veins and curve of his mushroomed tip. impatiently, vinnie grabs a fist full of your hair and pushes you forward, his dick hitting your cheek, leaving the traces of your saliva behind. "stop fucking around before i shove my dick so far down your throat you won’t be able to breathe." aggrsively he grabs at your hair again, pulling you forward once more, this time your open mouth catching his tip. hollowing out your cheeks, you begin to deep throat him. the muscles of your throat closing in on his cock giving him an ungodly squeez, leaving him trembling. using your head as his own gearshift he becomes relentless. black tears stain your face from your makeup running and drool dribbles down your chin and onto his balls. your gags echo the room but you don’t want him to stop. the burn in your throat feels too good and his intoxicating taste you would drink for hours on end if you could. "so fucking pretty with my cock in between your lips." moaning on his cock vinnie releases your hair and you begin to control your movements now. pushing down so far, his pubic hair that he shaved three days ago pricks at your nose. adding your hand to the mix vinnie’s eye widen, if he wasn’t going to last long before he sure as hell wasn’t going to now. twisting your hand, it slides easily as it is lubricated with your spit. your mouth focuses on his tip, the swirling of your tongue tracing every inch of him. "so good fuck, i’m gonna cum down your slutty little throat." lifting your eyes to his you hum letting him know you were ready. his eyes roll back and his head falls back between his shoulders, with a stutter of his hips he’s spilling his load into your mouth. your tongue catching and savoring every drop of his nectar. vinnie has to physically pull your head off or else you could keep going. "you need to stop that shit." pointing his finger in your face you teasingly suck it into your mouth, as if to show him you’re not scared of a little punishment. pulling back his finger from the warm confines of your mouth he grabs at your jaw with force. "i’m not fucking playing with you." vinnie spits rather harshly on your face, his saliva falling between your eyes. "i’m sorry, you just taste so good." you practically moan out to him and he looks at you over his shoulder, your words going straight to his cock. never has he ever met someone who finds pleasure in sucking dick let alone to keep doing it after someone finishes.

"come here." standing up, vinnie gives you his discarded tee to wipe off his spit. vinnie then grabs you by the back of your neck connecting your lips once more. his free hand roams your figure stopping at the zipper of your dress. "take this off for me, yeah?" nodding rapidly you immediately step out of the silk and all your undergarments. vinnie doesn’t make any effort to keep his roaming eyes at bay, simply drinking you in. "so fucking beautiful." a deep blush litters your face. vinnie bends his head down, his messy curls tickling your face as he kisses each breast. your hardened buds inviting to his warm mouth. vinnie grabs your boobs in his massive hands and pushes them together, kissing and sucking everywhere his mouth can reach. he squeezes at them loving how soft they feel in his palms. "one day i’m gonna fuck your tits baby." softly one of his hands trails down your stomach to the vixen between your thighs. your slick coating his fingers as he spreads your labia swiping through your mess. "who made you this wet?" with trembling legs, it was hard to keep yourself on your feet, your small hands clutching at his biceps. "you vinnie, all you. you always make me this wet." "mmm now tell me how bad you want it." his thumb and forefinger catch your clit and he begins to roll it between his two fingers. in circular motions he rubs slowly at your clit, your nails only digging into his biceps harder. the half crescent moon shapes covering the skin, some slightly breaking through the skin as little specks of red line the marks. "please vinnie, fuck me like the filthy whore i am, i’ve been waiting all day like a good girl please vin, please baby i need it so bad." almost on the verge of tears, leaving vinnie satisfied with your pathetic pleas.

scooping you into his defined arms he throws you on the bed, you instinctively opening your legs. your glistening pussy staring back at him. "look at you, so fucking pathetic, opening your legs like a whore." vinnie spit directly on your pussy and you moan loud, your own volume surprising you. grabbing at his dick, he smacks it against your pussy lips. he then brings the head between your open legs, smearing his tip through your slick, coating his dick. you whine at his teasing and he looks at you sternly. "shut your fucking mouth before i put something in there." your lips were then tightly closed as he brought his tip to your tiny hole. swirling the head a few times testing your limits, vinnie pushes in stretching you open. your velvety walls suck him in and vinnie bites hard at his swollen bottom lip to keep his composure. the squelching sounds in the room only feeding his ego, that he made you this wet. as your juices coated more of his cock you legs opened wider to frame his body between them. picking up speed his balls slapped against the mounds of your ass and a mix of profanities and moans slipped passed your mouth. beads of sweat gathered at the nape of vinnie’s beck and his body glistened in the dim lighting. your nails scratched at his back, red nail marks imprinting the skin. "shut the fuck up bitch." shoving his fingers into your mouth to muffle your cries, vinnie continued to show no mercy. from your suffocating silky walls hugging his cock perfectly to your burning thighs from how wide you had them it was all too good. grabbing your neck in his free hand vinnie stares down at your red face with tears coating the skin. you looked like such a mess for him but you were his perfect mess. "i’m gonna cum in this tight little cunt. you want that? you want my kids? you’d love that wouldn’t you such a dirty bitch for me hmm." removing his coated fingers from your throat you breath in through your mouth loudly, still having trouble with the blocked air flow from his hand around your throat. squeezing the sides with force waiting for you to turn purple. the familiar burn crept up the pit of your stomach and your pussy fluttered around his cock. groans poured out of vinnie’s mouth, the squeezing of you around his dick having his head spin.

"cum sweetheart, i know you’re right there." your eyes rolled back and you came undone around him, your orgasm triggering his own. his warm load coated your walls in white, coming out in spurts. as he reached his high. the feeling of you being so full had you crying out in pleasure. "yes, always fill me up so good." landing on top of you chest to chest sticking to each other you both laugh completely spent and not expecting to have had the energy in yourselves to last that long. raking your nails through his blonde locks vinnie felt himself become sleepy. his eyelashes layed softly against his cheekbones as you pressed a kiss to his head. "did you enjoy your birthday handsome?" "best birthday ever." his voice came out raspy and laced with sleep as you softly giggled at the big baby in your arms. his rough dominant demeanor always quick to change after sex and especially when cuddles and cockwarming was involved. "happy birthday baby sweet dreams."

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polar | ari levinson

|| pairing: ari levinson x black!reader

|| word count: 1,827

|| warnings: pure pwp, smut, sex, oral sex (female receiving), vaginal fingering, over-stimulation, crying, multiple orgasms, nipple play

|| note: this was one of the ari headcanons i got when i requested that y’all send me some. hope you like!

You throw your towel to the floor as you turn off the small lamp next to your bed. The moonlight washes into the room as you push open the wooden shutters to let in some of the cool air moving in from the ocean. You take a breath, inhaling the fresh scent of the sea as the water crashes up on the beach. You chew on your bottom lip as you stare out over the dark water, squinting a little to see if you can catch a glimpse of their boats moving towards the coast - but there’s nothing, just miles and miles of water. 

Your mind starts to drift to something dark, something tragic, but you turn away from the window quickly to push them away. He’s fine. He knows what he’s doing. He’ll be fine. You climb into bed, pulling the thin sheets over your naked body and close your eyes, trying to relax enough to the point where you can actually get some sleep. You roll over onto your side, push your hands underneath your head and pillow, and let out a focused breath.

He’s fine. He knows what he’s doing. He’ll be fine.

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The Winter Soldier Comes Out To Play // Bucky x reader

Summary:  Bucky nearly gets compromised during a mission, but what happens when he comes back and you get injured.

Warnings: 18+ readers only, smut, winter soldier, dark!bucky, soft!bucky, choking, slight injured reader, protective bucky, possesive, rough sex, oral sex, multiple sex positions, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, multiple cumshots, creampie

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STRANGER THINGS 4 (2022) + selected songs (insp for this amazing set x, x)

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Sweet Tooth 》 Chris Evans x Reader

a/n: uh oh, here goes the smut haaaaa

summary: You and Chris have a sweet tooth...

warnings: 18+, smut, oral male receiving, fingering, mature language

The sweet tooth you both had in your current state was beginning to consume each of you. You glanced at the fridge, Chris’ eyes zeroing in on the pantry door. Stealing a glance at the other, you licked your lips; desperately craving it. You could see the look that came across Chris’ face, that he was also craving something, but he hadn’t quite specified.

“Ice cream?” He asked although his eyes were still settled on the pantry door.

“Fruit?” You counteracted, your item of choice being on the colder side, but it definitely wasn’t fruit.

Dodger was lying on the floor, watching as the two of you had a stare-off with the fridge and pantry before you both bolted out of your seats. Chris raced into the pantry while you jerked open the refrigerator door, your tongue sticking out of the corner of your mouth.

When you grabbed the fresh can of whipped cream, you saw Chris walking out of the pantry with the chocolate syrup.

“Whipped cream?” He nodded his head to the can settled in your grasp.

You scoffed.

“Chocolate syrup?” You retorted. Chris looked down at the fresh bottle, the plastic still encasing the closed nozzle.

Suddenly, both of your eyes lit up with a new idea.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Chris asked you and you grinned.

“Does it involve making a mess?” You wiggled your eyebrows.

Without even agreeing, you knew it was his exact thoughts by the way he clambered up the stairs, rushing to follow in behind him.

You each made it into your shared bedroom. Chris already began tearing off his shirt while you unfastened the button to your shorts, urgently pushing them down before you discarded your shirt into the pile where Chris’ clothes were. You marveled at the sight of his body, his toned exterior, already licking your lips at the thought of licking whipped cream off of those abs.

You hurried to close the bedroom door as Chris started yanking the fresh sheets off of the bed, he knew how messy you two could get. You giggled wildly as you rushed to grab a hair tie and pull your hair back. By the time you two were finished, Chris was in nothing but his boxers, you wearing a matching bra and panty set.

“Who goes first?” You asked.

Chris laid his palm flat before forming a fist and settling it on the top of his hand, making your mouth open slightly.

“Rock, paper, scissors?” You asked your husband with a hand on your hip. “What are we? Five?”

Chris glared at you momentarily but smiled once you replicated his hand placement.

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” You both said in unison, Chris throwing rock as you threw out paper, making you scream for victory. You heard him groan. “And I wanted to lick chocolate syrup off your ass, first!” He whined, but you giggled immensely.

“Lay back, pretty boy.” You winked, placing your hand on his rock-hard chest, tossing him back.

Grabbing the can of whipped cream off of the bedside table, you shook it up and removed the top, throwing some back into your mouth, not forgetting to release a moan as Chris’ blue eyes marveled at the sight of you.

Giggling, you placed the tip of the can at his mouth to which he gladly opened, allowing you to squeeze some into his mouth, making him smile at you.

Trailing a line of whipped cream from the middle of his pecs, down his abs, leaving some at the hem of his boxers, you licked your lips in utter excitement. This would definitely be the cure to your sweet tooth. Using a skilled mix of your lips and tongue, you first dragged your tongue across his neck as you placed sweet kisses, earning a groan of delight from Chris’ mouth as you slowly moved further down.

Your tongue lapped across each of his pecs, using your teeth to gently graze his skin and leave it red where his tattoos were. You smirked to yourself when your eyes glanced up to see Chris’ oceanic orbs rolling. Smiling in pure delight, you slicked your tongue down the middle of his pecs, lapping up the whipped cream into your mouth as you moaned at the taste, the coolness feeling so good on your tongue.

“Oh, Chris,” You moaned aloud, causing him to reach behind his head and grip the headboard, his biceps flexing.

“Fuck, babe,” Chris hissed under his breath as you circled across his abs, your tongue swirling as you licked up each bit of the cream, continuing to moan ever so gently, just enough to make Chris go crazy beneath you. Your eyes watched him. He turned his head down to eye you as he saw you beginning to hook your fingers underneath the hem of his boxers.

Sliding them down his legs, you felt that all too familiar heartbeat pulse in your core at the sight of Chris’ long, hard, thick… You closed your eyes imagining what he could be doing to you right now; more so what you were going to do to him.

Taking the can of whipped cream, Chris saw that little glint in your eyes, the one you managed to create when you were excited. He noticed the dilation of your pupils as you looked up at him, sucking your bottom lip in as you anticipated your next move.

“Are you?” Chris asked when he saw you finish shaking the can. “Are you actually about to” - Just as he was getting the words out, he heard the spraying of the can. You placed a line of whipped cream along the length of him, grinning as though you were a child in a candy store. Chris’ body jumped underneath you, the coldness of the pasteurized contents settling on his most sensitive area.

“Babe!” Chris called out to you as you nestled your mouth over his member, licking up the whipped cream. You saw from the corner of your eye his head falling back against the pillows as his hand that was still gripping the headboard tightened, a moan of pleasure escaping from his mouth as you sucked along him in the utmost perfect way. Placing your hand around his shaft, you jerked him off, noting the obvious pre-cum beginning to seep from his tip, making you a wild woman.

As one hand pumped, you sprayed a touch of whipped cream along his tip, before taking him into your mouth, earning a string of curse words to fall from his mouth.

“Shit!” He cried out as his hips bucked against you. “Oh, baby, yes, fuck you’re such a good girl,” Chris moaned, making you only go faster and a touch harder as you could feel him nearly on the verge of collapse. You moaned around him, the vibrations of the hum sending shockwaves through Chris’ body as he cried out for you. Before long, you spluttered as you let the tip touch the back of your throat, the obvious sound making him go right over the edge.

With one simple buck of his hips and the slick movement of your hand along his shaft, you felt as the warm liquid began pouring into your mouth, Chris’ breaths heavy as you swallowed him sweetly. As he finished his orgasm, you giggled, pulling yourself off of him. He stared at you with wide eyes as you sprayed another touch of the whipped cream into your mouth.

“Mmm,” You moaned. “Something about whipped cream mixed with you just tastes… so good.” You groaned.

Chris released his hands from the headboard and attacked you, forcing your back into the mattress as you cried out in laughter, his mouth connecting to yours.

“I bet you had fun, didn’t you?” He asked as he kissed your breasts, making you groan against him.

“You didn’t?” You called out to your husband, slapping him playfully. Chris picked his head back up and planted his lips directly on yours as he smirked.

“Oh, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen… watching you suck my dick while enjoying a treat? Yes, it was amazing. But I think it’s my turn now…” He trailed, reaching over to grab the bottle of chocolate syrup and quickly removing your panties, tossing them into your already made pile of clothes.

You gasped when you felt Chris flip you over onto your stomach as he slapped your ass, earning a yelp from you that made waves of pleasure course through your body. “You like that, baby girl?” Chris growled into your ear as you heard him undo the plastic off of the top. You giggled to yourself.

“Yes sir, I do,” You moaned in response before you were the one to jump at the strange feeling. Chris began to drizzle the chocolate syrup across the line of your back, adding it to your ass cheeks. You hummed as you felt Chris’ naked body pressed against yours. He kissed your shoulders and in between the blades as he dragged his tongue across your back.

Arching your back ever so slightly at the feeling of his warm tongue drawing lines across your delicate skin, it was your turn to reach for the headboard and grip, especially as Chris began licking along your ass cheeks, sucking and biting as he gave it a harsh slap earning a scream from you. You were a moaning mess as you felt his fingers slick through the wetness of your folds before he pulled your ass to him.

You stretched out with your bottom directly in the air, giving Chris access. He grunted at the sight of you, feeling as you were practically dripping onto his fingers. He used his fingers to encircle your clit, rubbing in such a way that made your face fall into the pillows as you cried out in pleasure.

Groaning heavily, you felt Chris’ middle and ring fingers plunge themselves in between your slit, your fingers gripping the headboard even tighter as he used his free hand to massage your breasts, his fingers flicking against your hardened buds.

“Fuck!” You moaned as he pushed them deeper inside of you, his teeth grazing your back.

“Feel good, baby?” He asked you. “Such a good girl, taking my fingers so well.” He moaned against your ear as you could feel your core begin to tighten. You never had to tell Chris you were close; he could physically feel your walls contracting around him. He also could tell based on the whimpers that poured from your mouth, you desperately wanted to cum all over his hand.

“Mmm, Chris, I’m close,” You moaned breathlessly into the air. You already knew he was smirking behind you as you felt his breath in your ear.

“Cum all over my fingers, pretty girl,” He whispered. Once you received his cue, your orgasm took over your body as you cried out, screaming Chris’ name into the bedroom as he pumped his fingers further into you, hitting your g-spot with such precision that it had you a blubbering mess. Not to mention, the way his thumb tapped against your sensitive clit sent you into pure overdrive as you rocked your hips against his hand, his smile wide across his face.

As he removed his fingers from you, he allowed you to turn over. The slick evidence of your strong orgasm encased itself around Chris’s fingers and he smiled. Pulling your own move from earlier, he squeezed a touch of chocolate syrup into his mouth before he sucked every one of his fingers, moaning, watching as your eyes widened in pure ecstasy.

“Mm, baby girl, you tasted so good.” He said deeply.

“Oh,,” You gasped. “That’s what it looked like?” You smiled, eyes blown wide with euphoria.

Chris grinned, licking his lips as he saw his fingers were cleaned of you.

He leaned forward and nestled himself in between your legs, pressing his lips against yours. Tangling your arms around his neck, you held him close to your chest.

“We tasted like pastries,” You giggled, Chris staring at you.

“Pastries? I’d simply just go for thick whipped cream and warm chocolate syrup.”

You slapped his chest, rolling your eyes. You could feel the stickiness of the chocolate syrup beginning to form, even if Chris had licked it all up. You sat up, Chris staring at you.

“My ass and back are sticky,” You muttered with a giggle.

“Yeah, my dick’s kinda sticky, and it’s not because of the cu-,” - You slapped him once again as you rolled off of your shared bed. Chris laughed at you, standing up himself, knowing exactly where you two were headed.

“Round two in the shower?” You winked.

Chris immediately ran in behind you as you two entered the en-suite bathroom, both of your laughs filling the air as you started the water, your lips already pressing together

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In the more polite appropriate way possible...please let me sit on Vinnie’s face

Author: i- I couldn’t agree more tho

Warnings: smut

It’s genuinely five in the morning and you see the sun rising outside the window since you forgot to close the curtains. You furrow your brows as you hold onto the wall, one of your hands keeping your hair from falling in front of your eyes. Soft whimpers roll off your tongue followed by louder moans. You squeeze the grip on the piece of wood as you dare to look down. Vinnie is looking up at you, face between your legs and although you can’t really see his mouth you know he has his usual shit eating grin on. His hands grasp your thighs, on each side of his head as he tortures your throbbing core. Your legs have become jelly, it’s been hours since you’ve started and he won’t let you rest. It’s either him flipping you around or eating the shit out of you. His tongue collects the dripping juices from your slit as you cry out his name. ‘Please... oh shit, Vinnie...’ ‘uhm... what?’ ‘Fuck i- I cant’ you’re genuinely whining and tearing up as you feel the usual knot tightening in your stomach. You physically can’t keep it going but there’s no way you’re pushing him off you. You know all it would take him to step back is the keyword, your safe word but you are too overwhelmed by pleasure to actually stop. ‘U know the words, darlin...’ he murmurs against your lips and then starts to fuck you with his tongue. You hold onto the headboard with both of your hands, your hips start to move against his face and you genuinely can’t be quiet anymore. Loud moans and profanities escape your lips and you already know the others are going to make fun of you for the rest of your life, but at this point nothing seems to matter. Not when Vinnie has his tongue slipping in and out of you and looks at you as if he’s eating his last meal after being starved for weeks. ‘Feels good?’ He winks at you when he sees you almost sitting completely on his face. He wouldn’t mind but he knows you’re too scared to hurt him to do that. However he feels your thighs shaking so hard he’s not too sure you’re not going to give in. One of his hands makes its way up to your body, brushing against your stomach and cupping one of your breasts. His fingers pinch the nipple and you whine loudly. ‘Fuck yes... oh god don’t stop’ your hand drops down, on his hair and you really wanna pull it but also don’t want to overdo. The hand he had on your boob looks for yours and tangles it in his curls so you complies and he lets out a low groan, positioning his fingers around your nipple once again. ‘Taste so good, baby... Cant get tired of this pussy...’ you pull his hair more as you feel butterflies in your stomach. You really can’t believe how this man has you on your knees even when he’s clearly under you. ‘Vinnie... fuck... im close...’ you moan squeezing shut you eyes. He smirks and gives your clit a soft and harmless bite which leads you to widening your eyes and let out the loudest and most surprised moan ever. ‘Cum on my face then.’ He’s not telling you, he’s demanding. So you do. You finally let go and all the tension leaves your body as he laps up your slit as you pant loudly. ‘Fuuck... Oh jesus... That fucking- fucking tongue of y-yours’ you moan as he presses a soft and wet kiss on your overstimulated clit. His hands caress your thighs sweetly as he watches you recovering. You get off his face before he can go another round. You don’t know if it’s because of the sun rising or it’s really obvious but his mouth and chin are covered in your release and you smirk. ‘You got a lil something...’ you joke pointing at his mouth. ‘Oh yea? Here?’ He licks his lips and you feel yourself growing wetter again. You can see it in his eyes, the lust, desire, need. You love to tease him but you are always going to give everything he wants to him. ‘Cat got your tongue, doll?’ He smirks pulling you closer and you smile, wrapping an arm around his naked torso. ‘Cuz I ain’t finished with you just yet...’ he smirks getting on top of you as you sigh and try to hide your amusement. You’re in for a long morning...

LOVE AND FIGHT

Pairing: JJ x Reader x Rafe

Synopsis: Imagine you’re Toppers sister who is having a secret relationship with JJ, but dating Rafe Cameron. Midsummer is when things take a turn!

Warnings: Swearing, slight abuse, hitting, name calling. Fluff!!

Request: Requested by @rochyu thanks for the great idea!

“JJ, I gotta go,” you giggle as he presses kisses down your neck. He hums against your skin and you close your eyes loving the feeling of his lips on you. “JJ,” you say more in a sigh.

“C’mon (Y/N) just a little longer,” he tells you pulling you closer to him by your hips.

“I told Sarah I would get ready with her,” you mumble as he kisses your lips again.

“So... you have hours,” he shrugs moving his hands up your shirt.

“An hour, not hours,” you laugh. “Plus... I’ll see you there tonight,” you add.

“You’re still gonna ditch after an hour?” He asks and you nod. “Really?”

“Yes, I promise,” you kiss his lips lightly about to pull away but he keeps you close and you laugh. “JJ!” You push him back.

“I can’t get enough of you baby,” he says and that makes you smile.

“I know, I know,” you blush. “But I’ll see you later, and we can be inseparable by then,” you tell him.

Tonight was the night you planned to break up with Rafe. He wasn’t for you, you were only dating him because both your guys’ parents want it. But you loved JJ, and you wanted to get away from coke head Rafe.

“Fine,” he groans pulling you into a hug and it warms you. “I’ll come along and rescue you later Kay?” He chuckles.

“Please do,” you nod.

Kie would be there tonight, so you were lucky enough to have her other than all the uptight bitches there. Besides Sarah... she was cool.

“Okay, bye. Love you,” you grin.

“Love you,” he replies with a smile. You turn to leave and you felt JJ plant a smack on your ass and you turn swatting him away and he just smirks.

“Bye!” You says again jogging over to your car.

You get to the Cameron’s place with your dress and you noticed your brother Toppers car here, unfortunately he was good friends with Rafe and Sarah is his ex. You get out of your car and grab your dress that was covered in a bag and you head into the house.

“Sarah?” You call when you walk in. Instead of Sarah Rafe shows up around the corner.

“(Y/N), what’re you doing here?” He asks with a grin walking over to you. His slicked back hair and polo, aka his regular attire didn’t faze you. Although when you saw JJ in his cargo-shorts and muscle tee... it automatically made you wet.

“I’m getting ready with Sarah, remember,” you point to the dress and he leans in placing a kiss on your lips, his breath tasting minty. So different from JJ’s beer and mint mix.

“Right,” he nods. “Did you smoke weed?” He steps back giving you a confused look.

“What?” You ask. “No,” you shake your head. A bit of panic creeps in, it was probably because of JJ.

“Hmm,” he shrugs. “What’re you wearing tonight? Something nice for me?” He smirks and it kind of made you sick.

“Just a dress,” you say. You were trying to distance yourself from him, so it would be easy for you to end it. He gives you a look.

“Can I see it?” He asks reaching out.

“No, you’ll see it tonight,” you remark.

“Special occasion?” He asks smirking again and you hold the eye roll back.

“Rafe, c’mon dude,” Topper walks in and sees you. “Oh hey (Y/N),” he says. “Getting ready with Sarah?”

“Yeah,” you nod. “Is she upstairs?” I ask my boyfriend and brother.

“Yeah, in her room,” Rafe nods.

“Okay, see you guys later,” you put on a small fake grin.

“See you tonight baby,” Rafe leans in kissing you again, but you cut it short and pretty much run upstairs.

“Sarah!” You call heading down the hall and to her room. You walk in and she was singing to music while doing her makeup. She sees you through her vanity mirror and grins.

“There you are! I was waiting,” she says and waves you in. You put your dress on the bed. “Where were you?”

“Just caught up,” you shrug and she nods.

“I still haven’t seen your dress!! I’m excited to see it,” she grins at me through the mirror and you nod.

........

“Good?” You ask Sarah while you look at yourself through the full body mirror. You were wearing a long silk and lace type of dress. It was cream coloured and pretty nice.

“So pretty!” She nods. “It fits your figure so good!” She tells you.

“Cool,” you nod. You kept your hair down and wavy, with some light makeup. All you could think about is if JJ would think you look good. Although he tells you everyday all day, even at your worst. “You look really pretty too,” You tell her with a grin.

“Thanks,” she smiles. “I think we should get going now. We’ve spent enough time on this,” she laughs linking your arm with hers and you follow her.

Everything was in full swing when you two arrived. People everywhere, the old debutants laughing in a nicely manner. Since hanging out with JJ and the pouges, it made you less of a kook and realize how stupid the kook life is besides the whole being rich. The way they lived was so orderly and as a pouge, you do whatever you want.

You notice Kiara by her parents, her hair up and she was wearing a purple silk dress.

“I’m gonna say hi to Kie,” you tell Sarah and she nods. You walk over to her. “Hey, Kie!” You says and she turns and smiles.

“(Y/N)!” She says. “Hey, what’s up!?”

“Your dress is nice,” you tell her and she shrugs.

“Didn’t really wanna wear it,” she mutters and you nod. “You look good though!” She adds.

“Thanks,” you say looking around, there was a slight knot of nervousness in your stomach. You play with your clammy fingers and sigh. “Kie,” you look at her licking your lips, she just nods. “I gotta tell you something.”

“What’s up?” She asks.

“I...” you lean in closer to whisper so no one hears. “I kind of want to break up with Rafe tonight,” you tell her and you notice her eyes widen.

“Really?” She asks in a whisper back and you nod. “For JJ?” She questions and you nod again. “Well...” she drifts off. “If you think it’s a good idea (Y/N) then why not,” she nods.

“I’m a little nervous,” you admit. “What do I say?” You ask. “Do I tell him about JJ, do I just break up with him?”

“That’s up to you man,” she shrugs. “But good for you! You’re way better than that asshole,” she adds and you nod nervously. “But when?”

“I don’t know,” you sigh. “Sometime soon, I know that JJ said he’s gonna come by... well to see us,” you say and she nods.

“Yeah, he told us all to ditch,” she nods. “Does pope know?” She laughs as Pope works with his dad.

“I don’t know,” You laugh.

“Hey babe,” you hear Rafe’s voice and you turn to see him towering over you, dressed in his suit, with his hair again slicked back. “You look so hot tonight,” he tells you and the word hot makes you cringe. He couldn’t have called you beautiful or pretty at the least?

“Um... thanks,” you mumble and he grabs your hand pulling you close to him and leaning down to meet your lips. But instead you turn so he kisses your cheek. He pulls back confused.

“What was that?” He asks sounding annoyed of you.

“Nothing,” you shrug. “We’re at a party, we don’t need to put on a show,” you remark and he rolls his eyes.

“Since when have you cared?” He asks.

“Since now I guess,” you reply and he scoffs.

“I’m trying to be a nice boyfriend (Y/N), you don’t need to be such a bitch,” he moves his hand away from your arm.

“Classic,” Kiara rolls her eyes. “What a great boyfriend you are calling her a bitch.”

“Oh fuck off Kiara,” he says.

“Rafe!” You glare at him and he rolls his eyes again. Let me guess, he’s frustrated cause he hasn’t done a pound of blow yet?

“Screw this,” he sighs turning around and walking off. Typical.

“Pig,” Kie scoffs and you laugh. “I wish we could go back in time and you would never get with him.”

“If it were my way, I would’ve never,” you sigh.

“Hey guys,” Pope smiles a she puts a tray of food into the table in front of you guys.

“Hey!” You both reply to him with a smile. “You know about John B and JJ’s plan right?” Kie asks him.

“Yeah, they want us to ditch,” he nods. “I’m down... I think,” he looks back to his dad.

“Yeah, we are too,” Kiara nods. “And (Y/N)’s breaking up with Rafe,” she whispers to him and Popes eyes widen.

“Really?” He asks and you nod. “Finally,” he lets out a small laugh.

“Right!” Kie grins. “She’s growing up,” she pulls you into a hug and you laugh.

“Shut up,” you mumble but smile. The pouges were your friends, your true friends. These people here on figure 8 did not matter.

.........

You were leaning against the building and watching as everyone dances or talks to friends. You were just anticipating for when JJ and John b will be here to save you guys. You figured they’d just text you guys and you’d slip out somehow. You pat around for your phone and realize you left it inside. You head inside and start walking down the narrow hall, but then you get pulled into a dark closet and yelp.

“Who the fuck!?” You almost yell but you feel a hand clap over your mouth.

“Shh, it’s just me (Y/N),” you heard JJ’s voice and you slightly see the light from outside hitting his face.

“JJ,” you say pulling his hand away.

“Yeah,” he chuckles. “Hey,” he says.

“What are you doing here?” You ask.

“Well, I told you I’d rescue you didn’t I?” He replies. “That’s what I’m doing!”

You smile in the darkness. But dammit! You still needed to end things with Rafe, he’s just been absent the whole night somewhere, only god knows.

“I thought you’d just show up with the van, not come into the party,” you say in a low voice.

“Nah, I needed to see how pretty my girl is as soon as possible,” he tells you and you felt your cheeks flush at the compliment. Rafe could never compare. You lean in capturing his lips with yours and he grins kissing you back. He smelt of weed, tasted like the familiar beer and mint. You loved it. He wraps his arms around you, while you run your fingers through his hair tugging and he groans against your lips. You had an urgency to rip all his clothes off, but you couldn’t, not here and not now.

“I love you,” you tell him pulling back only a millimeter.

“I love you too,” he smiles brushing his lips past yours. “Can we get outta here now?” He asks.

“No, I need to do something quickly,” you tell him. “Okay?”

“What?” He asks.

“Just, stay here for a couple of minutes,” you say. You were hoping breaking up with Rafe would be fast and easy. You doubt he actually cared about you, but still everything was difficult with Rafe.

“Okay,” he nods and you peck his lips one more time and leave the closet. You walk out into the bright hall and look to the side and start walking. But then you catch Rafe laughing with Kelce walking down the hall. Perfect. He notices you.

“(Y/N),” he says saying your name with a smile like he wasn’t a douche just an hour ago.

“Hey,” you say.

“Where have you been all night baby?” He asks and you pretty much roll your eyes at the nickname. It only sounded nice coming from JJ.

“Rafe, can we talk?” You ask in a serious tone.

“About?” He questions.

“Something, and Alone,” you look at Kelce.

“I got the hint,” Kelce says and walks off, Rafe watches Kelce leave and then he turns to you.

“What?” He asks in a weird tone like he was annoyed of you. But you haven’t even done anything.

You take in a deep breath, preparing yourself for what’s about to happen. The only think you worried about was him getting all mad and not letting you leave the party as soon as possible.

“Well...” you start.

“Sorry about earlier,” he mutters interrupting you. “If that’s what this is about.”

“No,” you shake your head and he sighs leaning back against the hallway wall. “I was saying...” you start again. “I... I want to break up,” you tell him hesitantly. For a minute he just stares at you like he didn’t hear what you just said, until it hits and he squints his eyes at you.

“Wait... what!?” He asks like this was unbelievable.

“I want to break up,” you tell him again and he lets out a laugh, but a sarcastic angry laugh.

“No,” he says shaking his head.

“Rafe,” you give him a look. “I don’t want to be with you anymore. Our relationship isn’t even good,” you remark. “What’s the point? You’d have more fun with someone else.”

“This is not supposed to happen like this (Y/N)!” He tells you. “You breaking up with me!? No way,” he shakes his head.

“What!?” You ask.

“Why?” He asks. “Not like you’re gonna get anyone better than me,” he scoffs. “Like c’mon, no guy is gonna handle your shit (Y/N) no guy,” he adds and that just makes you angry.

“Oh really?” You scoff. “Cause another guy has,” you say and at that his eyes widen.

“What!?” He pretty much yells.

“What?” You shrug back.

“Who!? What the fuck!?” He exclaims. “You’ve been cheating on me!?” He spits out. “You fucking slut!”

“And you wonder why?” You shake your head. “You’re a coke head piece of trash Rafe,” you tell him and he steps closer now angry.

“Excuse me,” he says getting close to you.

“You heard me, you’re gross. I don’t need you, and I found someone better than you,” you tell him in a calm tone and that just got him more angry.

“Fuck you!!” He yells raising his hand and smacking you. Your head turns and your cheek stings from the smack. He just smacked you, Rafe, your now ex boyfriend just smacked you. You grab your cheek holding back the tears because he didn’t deserve to see you cry.

“You’re disgusting,” you spit, he opens his mouth to talk but gets cut off.

“What the fuck!?” You heard the loud growl of JJ and you both turn, he was watching you with your hand on your cheek and Rafe with the anger boiling inside him. “Did you just fucking smack her!?” He asks in a dangerous tone and Rafe laughs.

“It’s him isn’t it?” He looks back at you. “A dirty pouge,” he nods. “What else can I expect from a dirty little whore like you,” he scoffs and then JJ, charges into him knocking him to the floor. Your eyes widen as JJ starts throwing punches immediately.

“Touch her again!” JJ yells punching Rafe again. “And I’ll fucking KILL YOU!” He yells, Rafe manages to get in a punch knocking JJ over.

“Stop it!” You yell and some people step into the hall to see what’s happening with wide eyes. JJ lunches him again and you see blood coming out of Rafes mouth. “JJ!” You yell.

“You dirty motherfucker!” JJ yells at Rafe.

“Fuck you,” Rafe spits out.

A security guard runs in pulling JJ off of Rafe and JJ tries to fight them off.

“JJ!” You say stepping closer but the security guards pull him back. He had a bruise already forming on his jaw and some blood by his eyebrow.

“Stop it, he’s my guest,” you say.

“Your guest just assaulted Rafe Cameron,” the security guard tells you and you roll your eyes.

“He fucking smacked her!” JJ exclaims angry again. Topper and Sarah run in and Sarah’s eyes widen at the sight of her brother all bloodied up on the floor. Topper goes to Rafes side.

“What the fuck?” Topper looks at you confused. You just decide to grab JJ’s hand and pull him away from the guard and run. You pull him through the crowd in the back.

“Kie!” You both yell when you see her and she turns. “Let’s go!” She looks around both her parents looking at her shaking their heads. “Come on!” You wave quickly and you notice your mom start to walk over, speed walk over. You hold JJ’s hand tighter and run. “Pope!” You also call and he looks confused.

“Hell no,” Mr. Heyward gives him a disapproving look. Pope strips from his apron and runs just as Kie catches up.

We all start running, you let JJ lead the way to the van.

“Is John b there?” You ask breathlessly as you approach the van.

“Yeah, he said he’d be the getaway driver,” he nods and we all pile in. John B turns.

“Took long enough?” He mumbles and notices all the distressed faces and JJ’s bruised face. “What happened!?” He asks. JJ ignores him and steps over to you.

“Are you okay,” he pushes my face to turn and looks at your cheek.

“What happened?” They all ask.

“Rafe fucking hit (Y/N),” JJ says and you feel your cheeks flush out of embarrassment.

“What!?” They all ask. “Are you okay!?”

“I’m fine,” you shrug.

“Don’t be some nonchalant about this (Y/N),” JJ shakes his head. “He’s a fucking prick.”

“Well, I’m not with him anymore so it doesn’t matter,” you say with another shrug.

“Why did he hit you?” Pope asks. “You could sue him you know.”

“That’s not really on my mind right now Pope,” you laugh and JJ rolls his eyes. “He was mad because I broke up with him and called him trash,” you admit.

“So he hit you!?” Kie asks in disbelief. “I would’ve been there if I knew you were breaking up with him then.”

“Its Fine really,” you say.

“No it’s not,” JJ rubs your cheek with his thumb softly. “Does it hurt!?” He asks concerned.

“No,” you lie. It did hurt, Rafe was 6’2, you were like half of him... barely. His hands were big, but it’s okay. It’ll get better.

“You’re lying,” JJ gives you a dry look.

“I’m not,” you lie again biting your lip and he rolls his eyes.

“Just stop (Y/N),” he tells me. “You need to ice it.”

“I will later,” you say and he just looks at you silently for a minute.

“I’m sorry,” he says in a whisper.

“Why?” You whisper back.

“You broke up with him because of me,” he mumbles.

“JJ, shut up,” you shake your head. “I broke up with him because I hate him, and I have you,” you tell him. “What would he do if it were later huh?”

“I’m still sorry,” he sighs.

“Don’t be,” you shake your head and lean in kissing him. He relaxes into the kiss, and you barley felt anymore pain while you kissed JJ. He always fixed everything. He was the best boyfriend ever.

“Okay, you guys gonna bone right in front of us... or!?” Kiara asks. “Happy moment, now... time for weed.”

“That does sound like a good idea,” JJ grins and you laugh.

“Yeah,” you nod.

These people were your real family!

Bonus part:

(16+) nothing too bad!

You giggle as JJ pushes you down on the bed getting on top and you pull him down by hooping your fingers into his shark tooth necklace. He kisses your lips, and you let out a small moan as he presses himself close to you. You flip him so you get on top of his lap straddling him.

You lean down kissing his neck and you hear him suck in a sharp breath. You suck and cause some hickeys on his skin. He reaches up to the end of your now bunched up dress and pulls at it. You pull back and let him take it off throwing it somewhere in the room. He stares at your bare chest and smirks.

“You’re so beautiful,” he tells you reaching up with cup one of your breast. You let out a small whimper, grinding your hips against his, and you could feel him grow in his shorts. He sighs rubbing his finger over your hardened nipple and you sigh. You reach for the hem of his shirt and he lets you take it off of him and you keep rocking your hips and he slightly groans.

“I want you to ride me baby,” you tells you pulling you down so he can kiss you and you moan into his mouth.

“Good, cause I want to ride you,” you tell him and that just makes him harder. “I love you JJ.”

“I love you (Y/N),” he replies. “And I’m sorry for tonight, you deserve the world,” he tells you running his hands along the side of your body and you smile.

“You are my world JJ,” you lean down and kiss him roughly.

******************

A/N Just did a little bonus part for the dirty ones haha! Hope you all enjoyed this one. Thanks again to @rochyu for the request!

Love ya guys❤️

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 - 𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

warnings: smut, masturbation (f receiving), nomad steve rogers x reader, somnophilia, 18+ reader

summary: you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t fall back asleep, so you have steve help you…

a/n: do not steal my work, it’s all my own. 18+ only, minors do not interact!

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you awoke from your deep sleep with a sigh. a dream that you had forgotten right as you tried remembering it, was what had awakened you. you took a quick glance to your right, seeing the clock on your nightstand gleaming 3:38 A.M. looking to your left, you saw your boyfriend’s big figure, as he lay on his stomach. you could hear his soft breathing, in and out. seeing him so peaceful made you feel guilty.

because you weren’t feeling so peaceful. seeing steve and his shirtless figure gave you butterflies. god he was sexy. you turned to your side and ran your hand softly up and down his broad back. his skin felt warm under your touch. a mischievous smile suddenly formed on your lips as you thought of the naughtiest plan you could at 3 in the morning.

you made sure steve wasn’t looking towards you, not that it mattered, but his head was turned to the opposite side of the bed. you peeked under the covers to search for his left hand, and carefully lifted it from under the sheets to grasp it under your own. his hand felt heavy in your palm, and you turned it ever so slowly as to not wake him up. you held it under your own left hand and let it run over your stomach to rest on top of your clothed mound.

you lifted the waistband the pair of boxers you wore to bed, (courtesy of steve’s underwear drawer), and slid his hand the rest of the way down. this was downright dirty, and whether steve woke up from this or not didn’t seem to bother you.

with your hand still placed perfectly on top of his, you used his middle finger to pump in and out of your entrance. almost as if you were playing the piano, in this case you were the piano, and your hand was helping to teach him how to play it.

“fuck” you whispered, still acknowledging that he was asleep.

steve was stirring a bit, his legs shifting underneath the blankets.

you suddenly felt the coil in your stomach beginning to form.

steve made a noise in his sleep, but you were too focused on dealing with your own pleasure to notice.

“what are you doing baby?” his hoarse voice whispered to you.

“i woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, so i thought you’d help me tire out” you whispered back.

“all you had to do was ask” he replied, and you could see his cocky grin in the moonlight.

he removed his fingers for a quick second so he could prop himself up and take care of you the right way. with his right elbow holding him up he focused on your eyes as his middle and ring finger began to go to work.

he pumped them in and out, praising you for being a good girl as he finished you off.

“tell me what you want baby” steve said as he noticed you trying to hold in your moans

“use your words, i know you can”

“faster steve please” you moaned out, staring into his beautiful blue eyes.

he began to work at you faster until you began to come undone beneath him.

“there you go sweetheart, i got you” he praised, as he continued to get you through your high.

steve’s fingers slowed down retreating from your body, and he brought them up to his own mouth. he licked them clean as he fixed your shorts back up. steve pulled you close and snuggled into your body, knowing you were already drifting off.

“i love you honey” you whispered.

“i love you too sweetheart” he whispered back, giving a quick kiss to your forehead as you both fell back asleep in each other’s arms.