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Steve Harrington- Angst Drabble

Warnings- Angst; Jealousy; Crying; Arguing

Summary: Steve Harrington has been your boyfriend for three years. You two have an argument about his ex girlfriend Nancy, an argument that could change everything for the worse.

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Ghost Files (2022)

Surgeries and operations are being cancelled on the day of the queen’s funeral. These patients will have been on a waiting list for months if not years.

Everyone should be absolutely seething with rage.

GO GRANDPA GO

sobbing over the humanity of the robots in Stray. they listen to music. they play dungeons & dragons. they have barber shops and bars and play the guitar and write poetry. they get heart eyes when a cat purrs against their legs. there are robot children! robot grandparents! they like comfy pillows and candles and warm blankets and they grow plants in a city that has never seen sunlight! they’re human and they’re not and there’s no humans left and they’re alive. ahhhhhhh

ive seen people talking about eddie with a tongue piercing, and I cannot stop thinking about it

ive got ✨thoughts✨ and not one of them are clean

Could you do an Eddie munson x reader smut where the reader is Joyce’s daughter and Joyce finds out they have been having sex and is worried about her because she has only heard bad things about Eddie through Johnathan and will

omg 🥺this is so cute anon thank you!

edit: i just realized you wanted smut IM SORRY

GENRE: fluff, we all need it

WARNING: fem!reader, implied smut, protective Jonathan

Joyce watches, shocked, as the long haired boy falls from your window, buckling his belt with a dazed smile on his way out to leave in his beat up van.

She knew you were grown now, and even though you were the eldest of her children, your choices still worried her. Especially after what Jonathan said.

Joyce was acting odd the next morning. You had left early for work so she was left with Jonathan for a late breakfast.

"What is it mom, you've been staring at your eggs with that look on your face for the past five minutes." Jonathan questions her, taking another bite of potatoes.

"I saw the weirdest thing last night and I just don't know what to make of it." Jonathan perks up at that. Considering the things known to happen in this town, he was interested.

"What did you see?"

"Well, I don't know if I should say." She cared about your privacy, she really did, but maybe Jonathan knew something about this mystery boy. Jonathan just gives her a 'tell me' look, and she breaks.

"I saw a boy leaving Y/n's bedroom window last night." Jonathan drops his fork.

"What?" Despite being your younger brother, the boy was pretty protective of you.

"Who was it?" He straightens his posture.

"I don't know! Some guy, long hair and he left in this old van." Jonathan shut his eyes, instantly knowing who it was. He knew you two had been friendly in the past, and he certainly did not approve.

"It's Eddie Munson." Jonathan sighs, rubbing his eyes. Now, Jonathan would never interfere with your life. He had his worries just like any brother, but you were an adult and he knew he shouldn't say anything to you. That didn't apply to Joyce, though. Jonathan told Joyce about Eddie, most of the things he'd heard about the guy. He tried to put it lightly but there isn't exactly a good way to say he was a drug dealer.

Will was a different story. He thought Eddie was cool, but even he wouldn't approve of him dating his own sister.

Joyce stood by your door contemplating what to say. Eventually she knocked.

"Y/n?" She called out.

"Uh- yeah one second mom!" You and Eddie immediately broke away from eachother, looking at one another in panic before you instructed him to get in your closet.

"Okay come in!" She opens the door gently and shuts it behind her, making you nervous. Did you do something wrong? She sits on your bed next to you, looking at you with an unreadable expression.

"I wanted to talk to you about... something I saw the other night." She shifts in her spot and avoids eye contact.

"There was a boy- Eddie Munson? I saw him leaving your bedroom window and you know, looked like you two were getting... pretty close." Your face gets hot as you remember that night, the fact that your mom was talking to you about this was immensely embarrassing especially in front of Eddie. You could practically see his smile from behind the closet door.

"And I just don't think it's a great idea, neither does Jonathan. This guy he's- not exactly a golden boy I hear?" You were going to kill Jonathan for ratting out Eddie.

"Mom, trust me. He and I- we trust each other and I know he would never hurt me. Jonathan would kill him if he did, you know that." You were right and Joyce knew she had to loosen the reins.

"Okay. But, you guys are being safe right? Because the last thing you need is-" You can almost hear Eddie's snickering and the hot feeling in your face is killing you.

"Yes! Yes, mom." She smiles and looks like she remembers one more thing.

"Oh, but make sure you go pee after because-" At that, a fit of commotion is heard from the closet. She looks there, then back at you. She gives you a 'is he here?!' look and gets up. Joyce is very surprised to see a tall lanky man with crazy hair fall out of the closet.

"Jesus Y/n!" She looks at you with a mom look and back to Eddie who was desperately trying to bite back his smile. It didn't work and his pearly whites were on full display.

"Use the front door next time. No more sneaking in." She sighs as you have your smiling face in your hands.

"Yes ma'am." He says before laughing, causing her to roll her eyes- the smallest of grins on her face.

“Oh my god I love Damien! He’s such an innocent bean! I love the Mayor!”

…is this your man?

el fighting the demons from her past meanwhile mike is fighting homosexuality

Me stumbling onto Jim Hopper Smut

Where is the Ultron smut? I don't want stories about the avengers during the age of Ultron. I want some Ultron action.

Obsessed with this

Hello my sweet friend, I'm sorry I'm interrupting your scrolling but I wanted to check in with you again, don't worry, this is a safe place for you to land.

I hope you find the story you need tonight, I bet your comfort character is so excited to see what adventures you're going to have. Will you be friends? Lovers? Found family? How exciting to not know just yet, to get to discover the world all over again with your comfort characters that adore you.

Did you eat today? Have you drank water? Sweet one your comfort character wants you to take care of yourself. I know it's hard but any progress is better than being stagnate, but If it was too hard today then please remember that tomorrow is a new day and it's okay to let yourself rest. You deserve rest, you deserve love and you deserve to know how amazing you are sweet one.

I'll let you get back to your scrolling now, I hope you find the story you need, I hope you lose yourself in the fantasy world you love with the characters that touch your soul. I hope that your comfort character brings you peace and that one day you won't have to escape into stories just to get away from the horrors and hurt of the real world.

I love you, your comfort character loves you. We believe in you sweet one. Go on, they're waiting for you. You're the best part of their day, they love you for you, flaws and all.

From the late night scroller, a fellow lost soul looking for a safe place to land. From a dreamer who's just a random sad fangirl on the internet, a random girl who believes in you with everything she has.

No bc you know something's wrong when EVEN this mf would be a better Captain America than John Walker

Y'ALL KNOW I'M RIGHT

riddle me this batman, if quizzes are quizzical then what are tests?

jj: emily loves jacuzzis

prentiss: sometimes i pretend i've been captured by witches and they're making me into human soup

reblog this if you’re in the criminal minds community in 2021! i wanna see if people are here!!

early criminal minds (seasons 1-5) is so fucking funny if you think about it from the perspective of literally anyone that the BAU interacts with outside of each other. to recap what’s going on, let’s go over the team. We’ve got:

Elle Greenaway- murderous bitch who maybe murdered someone in cold blood (claimed self defense but who can prove that?)

Spencer Reid- a genius with both mommy and daddy issues who looks like a fourteen year old TA and does magic tricks whilst, at some points, zooted off his ass on dilaudid

Jason Gideon- man who screams at crime scenes and lays down in blood stains

Derek Morgan- calls their tech analyst like “ugh mommy shove that nice hot information down my throat”

Penelope Garcia- the aforementioned Information Mommy, who talks to the team (specifically morgan) like a phone sex operator trying to make enough to cover rent

Jennifer Jareau- bubbly blonde woman who yells at TV reporters and kicks ass

David Rossi- rich, elderly, famous crime novelist who DEFINITELY should be retired

Emily Prentiss- goth lesbian who DEFINITELY has cursed folks out in one of the many languages she knows

Aaron Hotchner- tired workaholic man, trying his best to hold this shitshow together, also beat a man to death

like, can you IMAGINE??? it’s the worst week of your life. Some madman is running around, i don’t know, killing folks and cutting off their nipples or something, and this absolute clown brigade rolls up like “ah yes, just another Tuesday for us lmao” and start asking you questions about what kind of dirt this murderer had stuck to his shoes, and then they SOLVE THE CASE???? what the fuck must you be thinking at that point

mutual tags @lil-stark @reids-gf @reidsmilf @reidslibrarybook @reidsbookclub @reidsacademia @meganskane @deadravenclaw @delicatespencer @buckleyhans @moreidsdaughter @halloween-is-my-nationality @spencerreidapologist @spookydrreid @ssahotchsbitch @writingquillsandpainpills @evilshags @girlspencer @safespacespence @writer-in-theory @leahseclipse

anyways just so you guys know spencer reid is trans. why? because im trans and i said so

KINKY PROMPTS // +18

1. breeding kink

2. somnophilia

3. size kink

4. fingering

5. phone sex

6. wall sex

7. age gap

8. breast play

9. choking

10. cockwarming

11. car sex

12. cuminflation

13. exhibitionism

14. dry humping

15. poly (2-3 extra people besides reader)

16. pet play

17. degradation kink

18. oral sex / oral fixation

19. praise kink

20. morning sex

21. hate fucking

22. thigh riding

23. face sitting

24. dacryphilia

25. corruption kink

26. jealous sex

27. spit kink

28. rough sex

29. soft sex

30. filming (consensual)

31. mirror sex

32. overstimulation

33. edging

34. dumbification

35. shower sex

36. voyeurism

37. cuckolding

38. thigh fucking

Me, a bisexual, walking out of the theater after The Batman (2022)

I’m not sure if this is gonna make sense but I like thinking of dom!spencer and I feel like it would be fun to read a fic where he takes the sub!reader’s panties after he c*ms in her before they head home for the day. He could make her go around like normal then Derek notices what is dripping down her thighs as she’s giving him files or something and basically Spencer ends up sharing her with Derek.

If you’re not comfortable with this lmk. I think it would be fun.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Rating: mature (18+, minors DNI)

Warnings: dom/sub undertones (Dom!Reid, Sub!Reader, SoftDom!Morgan), daddy kink, light degradation, dirty talking, oral sex (female and male receiving), nipple play, unprotected sex

Words: 6.4k

A.N.: This is my first time writing a threesome so I hope it’s not as bad as I’m pretty sure it is. Hope you liked this! I’ve had so much fun writing it. I will probably write more. ;)

“Spencer, I...”

He covers your mouth with his hand, his mouth attacking your neck. “Be quiet, doll. I don’t think you want someone to know what I’m doing to you.”

You close your eyes, throwing your head back. His thrusts are getting quicker, his pace much more irregular than before and you can barely stand on your own legs as you feel them buckle. You know you’re close.

Moaning softly against the palm of his hand, you slide your own down to touch his other one that is resting on your hips. Spencer’s chest is pressed to your back, his tongue tracing circles before his teeth sink into your skin. He knows you love this, he knows you want to be loud but you can’t.

If somebody finds out you’re getting fucked inside the bathroom, it’d be the end of your career and your reputation in the FBI.

“Fuck, you feel so good around my cock. – Spencer whispers, his words sending shivers down your spine as you grip his hand – Can’t wait to have you all for myself tonight, I’m going to take my sweet time with you.”

You open your eyes, nodding your head to his words. You can’t wait either because going home means being able to be loud, his name rolling off your tongue louder and louder each time.

Spencer closes his eyes, his face buried in the crook of his neck from behind as he keeps pushing his cock in and out of you. His thrusts are sloppier, his hands are sliding down on your hips as his fingers dig in the smooth fabric of your skirt.

You bend down just enough, your face pressed against the cold surface of the wall. Spencer uses his hands to steady himself, watching the way his cock disappears inside of you as your juices coat all of it. The sounds you’re not making are going to be the soundtrack of that night and he can’t fucking wait to hear all of them, wanting to ruin you.

“Are you close, doll?”

He doesn’t need to say anything else because soon you’re coming, your whole body shaking because of the pleasure crashing through you as you squeeze your thighs. Spencer forces himself to keep quiet, using his mouth to bite your neck in order not to scream out your name.

Your walls are clenching hard around his cock, taking him so perfectly no matter the small cubicle you’re in. He slides both his hands down your body, smacking your ass just to see it bounce right there where he’s buried inside of you.

“Good girl. – he whispers, closing his eyes and throwing his head back – Fuck, I’m close.”

You’re oversensitive, your legs are shaking and if he doesn’t keep you up and pressed to his body, you’re sure you’d fall down. Spencer wraps his arms around your waist and growls into your ear, fucking you even deeper and harder than before.

You can feel him twitch inside of you, the soft sound of your whimper sounds like music to his ear.

Finally he reaches his peak, the orgasm exploding through his body as you put your own hand over his mouth. He did it to you as well so why can’t you do it to him too?

Spencer fills you with his warmth, sloppily pushing himself inside of you as he rides the last drop of pleasure you’re squeezing from him. You’re still pressed against the wall, your head slightly turned to look at him.

You wait in silence, trying to catch your breath after what has just happened. You’re completely spent and you’re lucky Spencer had waited until this afternoon to yank you inside this bathroom, or you wouldn’t have been able to focus on your job.

Sometimes he can get very impatient and has to have you everywhere he goes.

You don’t complain because you feel exactly the same.

“That’s it, doll. – Spencer whispers, leaving a kiss on your bare shoulder – You were incredible.”

Blushing, you bite your bottom lip. You whimper at the sudden loss when Spencer pulls out of you, your juices mixed with his come dripping down your thighs so you bend down.

You’re about to pull your panties up when Spencer stops you, clicking his tongue.

“Give them to me.”

Widening your eyes, you shake your head. “Spencer, absolutely not. If I don’t wear them, someone’s going to see...”

His eyes are silently telling you to keep quiet and obey, but you’re not going to budge. Your job means a lot, you don’t want to lose it because he wants to have more fun with you. And what if someone sees the result of your little trip to the bathroom with Spencer? What if they connect the dots and realise you didn’t go in there because you weren’t feeling well?

“I’m going to keep this. – Spencer steals your panties from your hands, stuffing them in his pocket – I want you to walk around with my come dripping down your thighs, I want everybody to know that someone owns you. That I own you.”

His right hand travels up to your throat, your eyes immediately finding him.

You nod your head, licking your bottom lip. “Yes, daddy.”

He leans forward, kissing your lips. “Good.”

Rolling your eyes, you pull away from him as you push down your skirt. It covers your thighs but you still feel his come dripping down – you hope nobody sees it. The idea of everybody knowing you belong to Spencer is hot, but at the same time it’s fucking scary.

Excitingly scary.

Once you’re all fixed and set, you head out of the bathroom stall. Spencer sneaks up behind you and gets out before you can say another word. You’re tempted to get back inside and clean yourself but you don’t want to disobey Spencer’s orders, because he’ll find out – and you hate punishments.

When you step out of the bathroom, you almost bump into Morgan.

“Hey!”

You can feel your cheeks heating up. “Hey Derek.”

He looks extremely good today, wearing that white shirt tight around his biceps. You’ve wondered many times about touching them and gripping them, dreaming about scratching them as he touches you and does things to you that Spencer would probably allow.

Derek eyes you up and down, raising a brow. “You okay?”

Snapping you out of your thoughts, you give him a weak smile. “Of course, it’s really hot today. That’s...”

He hums, not really believing your answer. “Right, it’s hot. Let’s just hope it’s going to rain tonight.”

Spencer is listening to your conversation, crossing his arms and looking at you from the glass doors. He can see how you’re squirming in front of Derek, how you’re squeezing your thighs. He knows your body better than you do: you want Derek.

He doesn’t blame you, Derek is a really attractive man.

“I have a report to give you, the one you asked me this morning. I finally finished it. – you say, changing the topic before you get more nervous – Come to my office and I’ll give it to you.”

Derek watches you walk away in silence, his eyes landing on your thighs. He can see something dripping down and when Spencer touches his shoulder, he connects the dots: you went to the bathroom and immediately after, your boyfriend followed you. Both of you didn’t think anybody would notice but Derek did, laughing to himself and shaking his head from behind his desk.

He doesn’t blame Spencer for wanting you, you're an incredible woman.

Attractive, smart, fun.

Everything.

“Morgan.”

“Reid.”

Spencer walks back to his desk, sitting on his chair with his legs crossed. He wants to see what Derek is going to do now that he has seen what happened in the bathroom. Is he going to make a move on you or is he going to be the incredibly respectful best friend he’s always been to Spencer?

You run your fingers through your hair, letting out a soft sigh. You’re pretty sure your colleague has understood what happened to you and why you were so flustered as you talked to him. You just hope he’s not going to say anything to Emily – or you’ll get kicked out of the team.

Sex can’t be the reason you quit this job.

Derek waits for a few seconds before heading to your office, knocking on the door.

“Come in!”

“Hey. – says Derek, stepping inside your office with a smile – I didn’t want to rush you with the report, I could’ve waited until tomorrow or the end of the week.”

You give him a reassuring smile, squeezing your legs once again. How can he be so fucking hot? And how amazing would he be with those strong hands, holding you down and...

Derek snaps his fingers in front of your face. “Y/N?”

Blinking, you get your attention back on him. “Yes? Sorry, I zoned out.”

He releases a soft laugh, crossing his arms to his chest. “I noticed. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you want me to get you a snack?”

“No, don’t worry. Thank you for your concern, though. – you answer him, your eyes finding Spencer standing on the doorstep – Hey Reid.”

Spencer steps inside, closing the door behind his back.

Derek doesn’t say anything, turning around to look at your boyfriend before furrowing his brows in confusion. You don’t know why Spencer closed the door and came to your office because you don’t have anything to do or give him, but you’re not going to kick him out.

Having these two incredibly handsome men in the office is not a bad thing.

However it’s distracting and... Even though it’s time to go home, you don’t want to get too overwhelmed.

“I have a question for both of you.”

You stand up from your chair, confused. Derek is giving him the same exact look but he doesn’t pull back, interested in what Spencer has to say.

“How do you feel about group sex?”

Maybe you didn’t hear this correctly, maybe you misheard something.

How can Spencer be so casual about this?

“I mean, uh... – Derek is completely shocked, staring at Spencer in disbelief – I don’t have an answer right now.”

You shake your head, turning to look at your boyfriend. You don’t mind asking someone to join you and Spencer in the bedroom, but sometimes it’s nice to talk about a topic like this before actually asking the question and jumping into the event without thinking about it too much.

It’s Derek.

You would love to have him all over you.

However... It's weird. Maybe a bit embarrassing. Not uncomfortable but kind of.

“Y/N?”

Derek glances at you, noticing you’re staring at Spencer as if he just killed someone right in front of your face. He doesn’t blame you, he wasn’t expecting your boyfriend to ask him that kind of question either.

“Y/N, answer me.”

You snap out of your thoughts. “You know the answer.”

“Say it anyway. Derek doesn’t. – Spencer tells you, walking towards you before placing a hand over your shoulder – He will be pleased.”

You bite your bottom lip, gulping as you look back at your other colleague. Spencer’s fingers are caressing your shoulder in the same spot where he left a mark with his teeth, your skin still warm because of it.

Derek doesn’t seem uncomfortable.

“I’d like to, uh... – Spencer touches your shoulder again, giving the support you so desperately seek to talk – I would love to join us in bed.”

You and Spencer had this talk before.

When he told you that he would like to add other people to your sex life, you were ecstatic because group sex has always been one of your fantasies. Sex, oral sex, simple petting, whatever – you’re up for it and Spencer is interested as well, wanting to please you and wanting others to please you as well. At the same time you know that sometimes, couples who are inexperienced with these kinds of situations tend to get lost in their own little worlds, forgetting the third person because they’re too focused on bringing their fantasies alive.

The third person is not a toy, it’s a person; they have their own feelings, they own emotional baggage that might explode through or immediately after the experience which is why Spencer never wanted to have this kind of experience with someone they don’t know.

Derek seems the perfect addition to their fun, whether it's a one-time thing or more. Spencer wouldn’t mind the second option, if he has to be honest.

“We understand if you don’t want to, Derek. – you say, glancing at Spencer before turning to your colleague – And...”

Derek crosses his arms to his chest. “When?”

Spencer smirks at his answer, his hand sliding down to your hip. “Whenever you want. We’re free tonight, if you want.”

“Sounds like a plan. – says Derek, his eyes turning to your face – I can’t wait.”

When he leaves the room in silence, you can’t help but cover your mouth with a hand. Never in the world would you have thought you’d have the courage to say those things out loud but Spencer pushed you – and now you need to prepare for tonight.

“Oh my fuck.”

Spencer chuckles, pressing a kiss on your forehead. “Emphasis on fuck.”

You’re sitting on your couch, your eyes low on the floor.

Derek and Spencer have been having a conversation ever since they stepped inside of your apartment, as if your boyfriend hadn't asked him to basically have a threesome with you and him a few hours before.

You’re a nervous wreck and you don’t know how they’re so calm.

It’s normal to be nervous about trying something new. Even though you trust Derek and you love him as a friend, you don’t know what to expect from this experience because you’ve never done it before.

Spencer hasn’t either, but Derek has. Apparently it was common for him in College to try new things and this happened to be one of them, one of his personal favourites.

“Y/N?”

You cross your legs, turning to look at Spencer. “Hm?”

“Come here, doll. - your boyfriend says, tapping his thighs - You seem nervous.”

You struggle to get up from the couch, your nerves getting the best of you. You want to try this, you want to do this and see how it feels for both you and Spencer - but at the same time you’re terrified of Derek’s judgment over you.

You know he would never belittle you or make fun of you for enjoying something in bed, he’s one the most open-minded people you’ve ever met. There’s a difference between talking about sex and having it, though - what if at the end of this experience your friendship will end?

That’s not something you want to happen.

“I’m very nervous. - you say, sitting on Spencer’s thighs with an arm looped around his neck - It’s not you, Derek. I just don’t want tonight to ruin our friendship.”

When you and Spencer started dating two years ago, you were much more closed up than right now. He taught you how to express your feelings, how to actually talk and say how you feel because communication is the only way you can salvage a relationship. Keeping everything inside is not good because it breaks you from the inside, destroying your relationship brick by brick no matter what the other person does.

No matter how scared or nervous you are, you have to tell the truth.

Derek scoots closer on the bed, his hands still on his thighs. He doesn’t want to touch you unless he has your permission - he might be incredibly attracted to you but he’s a decent human being and knows that if he even tries to touch you, you’ll bite his hand off.

“We’ll make sure to keep you pleased and comfortable, Y/N. - Derek says, his voice soothing your nerves and making your nose twitch - Me and Spencer are going to have so much fun.”

You glance at your boyfriend, your hand playing with the curls right behind his neck. “I know.”

Spencer slides his right hand between your legs, a soft moan leaving your lips at the same time Derek puts his left one on your thigh. You don’t know what to focus on first, so many things are happening at once: Spencer is pushing his fingers towards your panties, Derek is kissing down your shoulder and you find yourself closing your eyes and moaning their names.

Having sex with Spencer is one thing, but having sex with Spencer and Derek is on a whole other level.

It’s totally different from what you’re used to, but you can’t wait to try everything they want.

Being nervous is normal, but overcoming your nerves is going to allow you to enjoy everything and you don’t want to miss a single detail about tonight. You want to have fun, you want to please them, you want to see them crumble underneath your fingertips, you want them to not be able to think about anyone else but you for the next few days.

Or weeks, or months, or years.

You know it’s already going to happen with Spencer, but you want it to happen with Derek as well.

He needs to remember you everywhere he goes, even when he's in bed with someone else.

“Why don’t you strip down for us, doll?”

Spencer brushes the tip of his fingers up and down your slit covered by your panties, your head nodding as you try to wiggle out of his grip. Derek sits back down on the couch with a hand behind his neck, his eyes staring at you hungrily.

“Show Derek how beautiful you are, doll.”

“He already knows.” you say with a wink

Derek lets out a laugh, turning to Spencer. “She’s not wrong.”

You shrug off all your nerves as you start to unbutton your blouse. You want to give them a show but at the same time you want to be quick, needing to feel their hands all over you again - and for the whole night. Spencer licks his bottom lip, spreading his legs just enough to put a hand between them and cup his bulge.

He loves watching you and knowing that you’re stripping off not just for him, makes it incredibly hotter.

You lift your blouse and throw it on the floor, pushing your skirt down.

You’re still not wearing your panties because they’re inside Spencer’s pocket.

Derek licks his bottom lip and moves a hand forward, trying to touch you. You move closer to him before glancing at Spencer, him giving you a quick nod - even though this experience is all about sharing and giving each other pleasure, you want to be sure Spencer is okay.

“You’re gorgeous, Y/N. - Derek says, looking up at you - But you’d look better without this.”

His hands run up your back and unclasp your bra, sliding it off your shoulders.

Now you’re standing completely naked in front of two men all dressed up.

You thought you’d feel nervous but you don’t, you’re actually incredibly turned on. Their hungry eyes are staring you down, especially Spencer’s - he seems to be having the time of his life even though he hasn’t touched you yet and he’s still watching you with his colleague.

Derek presses a kiss on your belly as his hands cup your breasts, squeezing them lightly. “I’ve always dreamed of doing this to you. I knew you’d feel like this.”

You close your eyes and throw your head back, your nipples hardening against the palm of his hands. “Do it for as long as you want, sir.”

Spencer smirks, standing up from the couch and getting behind you. Biting your bottom lip, you try your best to focus on Derek’s tongue now swirling around your right nipple. A soft whimper comes out of your mouth as you struggle to stay still, Derek’s other hand gently spreading your legs.

“Do you like his touch on you, doll?”

You nod your head, Spencer’s hot breath lingering on your neck. “Yes, daddy.”

Derek is not surprised by the nickname you have Spencer as he looks up at you, admiring the way you’re arching your back and wiggling closer to him. His tongue slides around your nipple before he sucks on it, using both his hands to caress your inner thighs.

Spencer gives Derek a quick look and they both smirk. You don’t even notice their exchange of looks, too focused on the pleasure that both of them are bringing you. Spencer pushes his hips against your ass, his boner gently pressing against you.  His hands skimming over your hips before smacking your ass and at the same time, Morgan slides his left hand between your legs.

You whimper at the sudden touch, bending over when Morgan’s thumb brushes over your clit.

“Fuck, sir… I…”

Spencer slaps your ass once again, his chest on your back. “Are you that needy, doll?”

You quickly nod your head. There’s no point in lying to Spencer, especially if you know this could lead to him punishing you and making things worse - you don’t want punishments tonight, you just want all the pleasure they can give you.

“Keep your legs open for me, princess. - Derek says, snapping you out of your thoughts - I want to see all of you.”

Spencer forces your legs open as he keeps you still, his mouth attacking your neck and his teeth sinking into your skin. You let out a loud moan, gripping his arm when Derek slips two fingers inside of you - you immediately clench around him, your wetness making it easier for him to start fucking you.

He’s quick, pushing in and out of you.

“Let us hear you doll, we want to know how good we’re making you feel. - Spencer whispers in your ear, his right hand travelling up to your face - My good girl, you look incredible right now.”

You whine at his words, your hips grinding against Derek’s fingers. “Please, sir, I…”

You want to beg Derek to touch you more, you want him to push another finger in, you want his mouth, you want everything he can give you but right now you can’t talk. You can’t manage to use your words to form a coherent sentence because you’re overwhelmed - and they’ve just gotten started.

How is this possible?

Spencer takes a step back and you fall against him, your mouth slightly open as a chorus of little moans and pleads comes out of it. Derek gets off the couch, immediately getting on your knees.

You can’t even look down at him because soon you feel his mouth attaching to your clit, your hands flying behind his head to push him closer to you. You were not expecting this and the sounds coming out of your mouth are proof of it, your body almost collapsing.

“Fuck! Fuck, Derek.”

Spencer nudges his nose against your neck. “Is he making you feel good, doll? Do you have having his fingers and his tongue fucking you?”

You nod your head, incapable of moving. You grind against Derek’s fingers and moan when his lips suck on your clit, the pleasure spreading rapidly within you - you want to come, you know you’re close but you’re scared of saying anything.

“C-Close…”

Spencer smacks your ass, watching it bounce before pushing his trousers down. “Oh, you’re close? Do you want us to make you come, doll? Do you want me to give you permission to come?”

You struggle to nod your head, gasping when Derek pushes a third finger inside of you. Your arousal is coating his hand and half of his face, his lips now pressing kisses on your inner thigh.

He looks up at you, smirking at the sight. “I think she has earned it, Spencer. Don’t you agree?”

Your boyfriend nods, kicking his trousers away from the carpet. “I do. Make her come, Derek. Come on.”

Morgan doesn’t need to be told twice, his fingers picking up the pace. You gasp at the sudden sensation and you push his head between your legs, his mouth attacking you and devouring you. You were expecting him to be incredible with his mouth, but fuck, not like this.

You moan his name, throwing your head back as Spencer lets his cock spring free. You can feel it touching your ass, pre-cum leaking down and smearing all over your skin.

You want to focus on both: Spencer’s cock and Derek’s tongue and fingers, but then the second gets the best of you.

And soon you’re coming, a loud whine coming out of your mouth.

You don’t even realise Spencer has a hand wrapped around your neck until you feel his fingers digging into your skin, his mouth biting and licking the soft skin of your throat. Derek hasn’t stopped his ministrations on you, the pleasure getting almost painful.

You try to shuffle away from him but you don’t really want to do that, you want more.

One orgasm is gone, but you hope there will be more coming.

“That’s it, doll, you did so good for us. - Spencer whispers in your ear - Doesn’t she taste amazingly, Derek?”

Derek stands up from the floor, licking his bottom lip. “She does. Do you want to taste it yourself, Y/N? Do you want to know how sweet you taste?”

You can’t even nod before Derek leans forward and connects his lips with yours, his tongue sliding inside of your mouth. Spencer grinds his hips against you, watching you as you lazily make out with his colleague right in front of him.

The sight is just so fucking exciting.

You can taste your arousal on Morgan’s lips, your arms immediately wrapping around his neck to deepen the kiss. You can’t get enough of him but you want your boyfriend as well, so you slowly pull away from the kiss.

When you turn around, Derek lifts his shirt off his chest and throws it on the floor. You run your hands all over Spencer’s torso, leaning forward to leave kisses all over his tender skin until you’re down on your knees for him.

It doesn’t take long for you to suck his cock into your mouth, bobbing his head up and down. Spencer hasn’t asked you to do anything but you know his expression, you know his eyes and you can recognize his body language.

He needs this.

“Show Morgan how good you are at sucking my cock, doll. - Spencer mumbles, running his fingers through your hair - Let us see those pretty eyes.”

When you open your eyes, you notice both of them are staring you down. Morgan is beside Spencer and they’re both completely naked now - they look so fucking good, you wish you could look at them for hours and months and years.

You feel so fucking lucky right now.

Lazily blinking, you slide your tongue all over Spencer’s length. He grips your hair and tugs on them, forcing you to take all of his cock inside your mouth - you gag around it but you keep your eyes on his face, not wanting him to miss a single second.

In the corner of your eyes you see Morgan slowly stroking his cock, long but thicker than Spencer’s. You wonder if you’re going to feel both of them inside of you, you wonder if Spencer is going to allow you to ride Morgan - he probably will.

“Suck him off as well, doll. He deserves to know how your mouth feels.”

You pull away from Spencer’s length, your saliva sliding down your chin. Spencer doesn’t need to tell you twice as you turn your head to Derek, looking up at him and gripping the base of his cock in your hand. You stroke it just a little bit, precum leaking all over it.

“Go ahead, princess. Let me see how good you suck my cock. - Derek says, putting a hand behind your hair and grabbing a handful of it - “You already look amazing on your knees, you’re going to look much better with my cock down your throat.”

You wink at him because you know it’s true, so you lean forward and you open your mouth. Derek pushes himself inside of it and lets out a huge sigh, admiring the way your lips are tightly wrapped around his length. He feels your tongue running up and down his shaft, your cheeks hollowing and making everything even better.

Spencer is touching himself as well, admiring the way you move up and down his cock.

You pull away for a split second, licking the head of his cock. “Am I being good, daddy?”

Your boyfriend nods, licking his bottom lip. “You are indeed, doll. You’re always good, so eager to please me and today, to please him.”

Derek is too focused on the pleasure caused by your mouth, humming in pleasure and his head falling back. His fingers grip your hair and force his cock down your throat, making you gag at the gesture - you don’t pull away.

That was fucking hot.

Using your mouth on Derek, you glance at your boyfriend as you realise something. He deserves a little touching so you move your right hand to his cock; you wrap your fingers around the base of it and you start to stroke it, moaning around Derek’s length.

It’s difficult to focus on two things at once, especially if you have tears in your eyes and you can feel your arousal dripping down your thighs.

You love giving blowjobs and you love pleasuring your boyfriend even more.

The pleasure is ready to explode through you but you’re not surprised.

This can easily push you to have your second orgasm.

“Princess, can I fuck your mouth? Please. - Derek whispers, his voice sounding much needier than before - I have to.”

You don’t even look at Spencer, nodding your head. “Yes, do it sir. Please, use my mouth.”

Putting your left hand behind your back to focus on his pleasure without stopping to touch your boyfriend’s cock, you keep your eyes on Derek’s face. He starts rocking his hips back and forth, his cock sliding down your tongue and hitting the back of your throat over and over again.

Saliva is dripping down your chin, tears streaming down your cheeks.

This is so fucking good.

Spencer pushes your hand away, stroking his cock by himself. He wants to admire the show you’re putting on for him and for Derek, he wants him to come down your throat and watch you swallow every fucking drop.

“F-fuck, Y/N, you’re so fucking good.”

You can feel Derek twitching in your mouth so you lazily blink, staring at him. You allow him to take a hold of your head, snapping his hips back and forth as he fucks your mouth over and over. You don’t want him to stop, you need to feel him come down your throat.

You want him so fucking bad, it’s overwhelming.

Derek grunts as he keeps moving inside of your mouth, his thrusts slowing and faltering until you feel the first drops of come filling your mouth. A second later he empties himself inside of your mouth, forcing you to almost choke on his come - you wouldn’t change a thing, though.

“That’s my good girl. - Spencer announces, smiling proudly - Swallow it, doll.”

You do, the salty taste expanding in your mouth.

“Such a cumslut, aren’t you?” says Morgan

You blush – of course you are, has he seen Spencer Reid?

You love this a little too much.

Spencer is the one pulling you up to your feet, wrapping his arms around you before dipping down and kissing your mouth.

It’s the first kiss he gives you since this whole experience started and it feels so fucking incredible, his lips mixing with yours and your tongue melting against his. His hands are brushing over the tender skin of your hips, before they slide down to your thighs as he squeezes them.

He hasn’t had his orgasm yet.

And you know exactly how to give it to him.

“That was fucking hot, princess. – Derek says, gently pulling you towards him as Spencer sits on the couch with his legs spread open – I’ll definitely need you to do this more.”

Giggling, you nod your head. “Gladly, sir, if my daddy allows it.”

Spencer taps his thighs. “I will but now I want to fuck your pretty pussy, doll. I’ve missed it.”

“Are you going to come inside of her just like you did this afternoon? – Derek asks, his smirk spreading at your shocked expression – I saw his come dripping down your thighs, princess. It was fucking hot, I hope to watch mine doing that tonight.”

Your boyfriend chuckles, tapping his thighs. “You will, Derek, don’t worry. She’ll be good for you and she’ll take your come inside of her pretty pussy. Won’t you, doll?”

You whine but don’t complain, immediately sitting over Spencer’s thighs. Of course you want Morgan to come inside of you, of course you want to ride his beautiful cock but right now all you care about is fucking Spencer – and feeling his come inside of you, warming you and filling you up so fucking nicely.

You need it, your whole body aches for it.

Spencer grabs the base of his cock and brushes it against your wet folds before letting it sink inside of you. He doesn’t wait for you to adjust – Derek’s fingers did all the work before – because he starts bucking his hips up, fucking you just like you need it.

Derek is staring at you, watching your mouth opening and letting out the softest of sounds. Your back is arching, your hands are scratching your boyfriend’s chest and you don’t even know how to steady yourself.

That’s when he settles behind you, on his knees.

His mouth attacks your neck exactly where Spencer’s was before, his right hand sliding down your chest to settle right above your pussy.

Derek can feel Spencer’s cock pushing in and out of you, but his attention is all on your clit. He starts massaging it, making you whimper his name in pleasure – you start bouncing on Spencer’s cock, allowing yourself to drown in the pleasure.

Your mind is blank.

“Oh fuck, daddy, please...”

Spencer grips your breasts, squeezing them harshly. “Please what, doll? Tell me what you’re begging me for.”

You whine, struggling to open your mouth again. “Fuck me harder, please. Daddy, I need it so fucking bad.”

“Such dirty words coming out of such a pretty mouth. – Derek intervenes, slapping your clit with his hand – You look so fucking hot on his cock, though. You’re taking it so well.”

You whimper at the gesture, rolling your hips. “It’s my day job, you know.”

Spencer chuckles at your response, nodding his head. “It surely is.”

Derek teases your clit again, pressing down on it with his thumb while Spencer picks up the pace of his thrusts. You can feel yourself ready to jump over the edge of the pleasure, but you don’t know if you can come.

Spencer gives you that permission by grabbing you by the face and pulling you down, kissing you harshly. You moan over his lips, feeling Morgan’s finger massage your clit even quicker than before.

Spencer’s cock pushing in and out of you, and Morgan’s finger teasing you so well, are enough.

And soon you’re coming again, your arousal drenching Spencer’s cock and Morgan’s finger. You see stars as you almost fall back against your colleague’s chest, whimpering both their names and moving your hips.

Your whole body is shaking, you don’t even know what you’re saying. You’re begging them, you’re calling out their names – nothing that’s coming out of your mouth makes sense but they don’t seem to care.

“Fuck, I’m going to fill you up so fucking good. – Spencer mumbles, pinching both your nipples – Take it all, you fucking whore.”

When Spencer's thrusts inside of you start to falter, Morgan picks up the pace and uses his thumb to massage your clit. His mouth is leaving kisses up and down your back, while his free hand is smacking your ass – now there are two sets of handprints on your skin.

You can’t wait to take pictures of their signs all over your body, you’re dying to show them all to your boyfriend and giggle with him about this incredible experience.

Spencer’s mouth is still covering yours as his seed finally spills deep within you, warming you from the inside and allowing you to ride out your orgasm until you’re panting and withering on top of him.

“You’re definitely cumslut. – Derek adds with a chuckle, watching you collapse on top of your boyfriend – You did so good for us, princess. You’re incredible.”

Spencer wraps both his arms around your waist. “Did you hear what he said, doll? You should be proud of yourself, you did really well.”

You mumble something, too busy coming down from this orgasm. You know you did good, you know you were fucking incredible and you made both of them come at least once but you want more.

On the other hand, you’re totally spent.

You can barely lift your head to look at one of them in the eyes.

Spencer’s cock twitches when you roll your hips, his come dripping down your body. He slowly pulls out of you and presses a kiss on your forehead, watching Derek as he runs his fingers between your legs to collect Spencer’s come.

And then he pushes his fingers deep inside of you, fucking your boyfriend’s come back inside of you.

You don’t even whimper, used to the gesture. Spencer always does it every single time he can come inside of you, he finds it extremely fascinating and hot to know that he’s marking you again and again.

“Thank you.” you manage to say

Derek leaves a kiss on your shoulder before sitting on the couch beside you, admiring your body curling up on Spencer’s chest. Your arms are wrapped around his neck and you’re clinging onto him, not wanting to leave him.

Your body feels like it’s on fire.

You’re so fucking tired, you can barely feel your legs.

“She’s exhausted. – you can hear Spencer whispering – It was fun, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, it was. We should do this more often. I didn’t know you had it in you.”

As they laugh, you slip into a state of slumber.

Tonight was fun.

You definitely want to do this again.

Maybe next time you’ll be able to feel Morgan inside of you.

You can’t wait.

residual heat│aaron hotchner x reader│18+

tags: smut (minors DNI), possessive dom hotch my beloved, possessive dom!hotch x fem!reader, choking, name-calling (”slut”), mutual masturbation, biting, hotch likes to watch, there’s a bit of exhibitionism in this one, p in v sex,  trigger warning(s): rough consensual sex, name-calling,  word count: 3.5k

summary— when one too many officers hit on you during a case, hotch decides to remind you who you belong to.  a/n: so, basically, i’m a whore lmfao— i’m only marginally kidding. this idea came out of this textpost by the lovely @subspencerreid​ and i just had to do it bc wow. 

tag list: @floweringashore​ <3 here u go bby as always, i hope you enjoy <3~

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Between Your Legs

Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader (SMUT)

Summary: Making your very shy boyfriend admit his kinks turns into an unexpected series of events.

Word Count: 5.3k

Warnings: smut, smut, smut! (minors dni) cursing, size difference, overstimulation, oral sex, dom/sub undertones

(fic is two parts but i stuffed it into one so that’s why it’s long!)

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