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Post-sex Soldier Boy thought

cw: post pinv, mentions of multiple rounds, bruising, soft ben/soldier boy

Soldierboy who cums a lot, more than the average man. He loves fucking without a condom because he likes seeing his cum drip out of your hole as you lie on your back, all fucked out, hair sticking to your forehead, chest rising and falling as you catch your breath.

"You look so pretty, baby." He hums, running his thumb across your flushed cheek.

You can't find it in yourself to respond after he fucked the shit out of you, making you cum once on his fingers and two times on his cock, so you just give him a dazed smile in response.

He rubs his calloused hands along your waist and stomach, placing soft kisses on the parts that are red. You both know those spots are going to leave harsh bruises.

Then he gets down to your limp thighs. He lays his head along the inside of your right thigh so he can have a direct view of your cunt dripping of him as you scratch his scalp and play with his hair.

[0ffbrandangel]

Hey guys!! This post is well overdue, but I am currently doing like a million classes at once- why, you might ask? Because your girl loves being praised and being an overachiever. Anyways, I really want to get back into writing, maybe some small one-shots to start us off, then doing longer ones as I learn how to juggle all this work, and I also kinda want to do a theme, but I have like two in mind, and I have no idea how to mesh them into one, i digress, but I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who follows me your support means so much to me. I am really aiming to post something this weekend!

Also, how do you guys feel about Supernatural?? I've been re-watching it while doing my work and remembered how much I love that show, and Dean is so freaking hot omggg; Jensen Ackles is so hot y'all

[0ffbrandangel]

Hey guys, I think I'm going to take a break for a little (even though I've practically been on a break this whole time) because I want to be able to produce well-written oneshots or fics for you guys, and I don't feel like I've been giving writing my all. I'm sorry, but for sure, when I get back, that Gator one-shot will be done and ready for you guys! And feel free to still send stuff to my inbox if you're feeling it. Love you guys, tysm for all the support and feedback, I truly appreciate it. 🤍

[0ffbrandangel]

bite 18+

sypnosis: it's your first halloween with keys pairing: gf!reader X keys mckey cw: biting, fingering, unprotected p in v a/n: Once again, this is one of my old works I apologize if this isn't good, but I'm currently working on the gator oneshot so I wanted to give y'all something in the meantime (requests are open!! ❤️)

You guys spent the whole night dressed up, passing out candy to kids who passed through your neighborhood. A week earlier, Keys had gone to the store and picked up packs of king-sized candies to pass out. He said you guys had to be known for giving out the best candies in your new neighborhood. Also, a week before, you guys went shopping for costumes together, but Keys told you to stop following him around because he wanted his costume to be a surprise, so you listened to him and strayed from him in the store, picking out your own costume to reveal on Halloween night. You had picked out a somewhat basic costume as a vampire. As Halloween night fell, you hadn’t seen Keys for hours, considering he had work and you were busy getting dressed in your costume. While you were working on your fake fangs, you heard the front door shut abruptly, followed by the sound of Keys running through the house. “I’m in here!” You called out while trying to keep the fang in place to let the glue set.

“Okay, I’m going to get dressed,” He says into the bathroom door.

“Kay,” You say, checking to see if the fang stuck, and it did, so you began to work on the next. Once you finished, you added the finishing touches to your costumes, like some jewelry, fake blood, and touching up your hair. When you finish, you make your way to your shared bedroom where Keys was getting ready, but as you open the door, it's immediately shut. 

“You can’t see it yet,” He shouts.

“Ugh, okay, well I’m going to get the candy ready,” You laugh, as you walk down the hallway, the sound of your heels echoing off the walls.

You fill up four bowls full of candy and put the remaining in a basket to further widen the variety of candies. While you're walking to your living room to place the bowls on the coffee table next to the entrance, Keys suddenly appears in front of you, dressed in a tight-fitting cop costume, hair slicked back, slacks snug on his thighs, a top that is hugging his biceps most perfectly, as he chews on a piece of gum.

“Surprise,” He says, gesturing his arms out.

“Wow,” You say, tiptoeing closer and circling him like a hawk, taking in the nice view of your boyfriend. Then you circle back to his face, looking up at him in mesmerization. “The mustache looks good on you.” You smile as you bring your hand to touch the fake mustache.

“You think?” He smirks.

“Yeah, it makes you look sexy,” You smile, biting down on your lip, drawing yourself closer to him to make a move, but you were interrupted when the doorbell rang- your first trick-or-treaters.

Keys hurries quickly to the door, opening it to reveal a group of small kids, all dressed up in costumes. “Trick-or-Treat!” They all say in unison, holding up the sacks.

“Well, hello there,” You say with a warm smile on your face as you look at all the kids' costumes, asking them what they are supposed to be and complimenting them. While talking to them, Keys reaches his hand out and offers the bowl in front of the kids.

“Oh my goodness, guys, they have king-sized candy!” One of them shouts as he digs his small hand into the bowl, picking the treat he wants. Tons of other little hands fill the bowl, picking out their choice of candy. “Thank you, miss vampire,” a little girl dressed as a princess says as she skips back to her mom, making your heart melt with joy.

As the night goes on, your guys’ front porch only grows busier, kids thanking you guys for the candy and complimenting your guys’ costumes as you compliment theirs. As it expands later, the groups of kids show down, with a few knocking on your door every once in a while.

“I can’t believe we went through all the candy,” You laugh as you gather all the bowls and the basket.

“I told you we needed more,” He chuckles.

“Well, I think we can definitely call our first Halloween a success,” You smile at him.

“Oh, for sure,” He says, wrapping his arms around your waist as you put the bowls back in the cupboard. “Your costume looks amazing, baby,” He whispers against your shoulder as he kisses it, as you close the cupboard.

“So does yours,” You say, turning to face him. “Best surprise,” You laugh lightly before leaning in to kiss him, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him in deeper.

“Maybe I should wear this more often,” He says against your lips, guiding you down the hallway to your room.

Once you reach your bedroom, you fall back against the bed as Keys climbs over you, kissing your neck. “You’re so perfect,” he murmurs against your neck before sucking and biting your neck lightly.

“I’m supposed to be the vampire.” You laugh at his actions, trailing your hand to the back of his neck, slightly tugging on the hair on the nape of his neck.

He just laughs and brings his face back to yours, giving you a very heated, needy kiss on your lips. The kiss grows wilder, hands roaming each other's bodies, soft moans escaping your mouth as he moves his bulge against your wet core.

“Keys,” You whine as you tug on his shirt.

“I know,” He coos, cupping your face, running his thumb over your bottom lip.

“Please,” You say, looking up at him with pleading eyes, wrapping your legs around him, pushing him closer against you.

He gives you a smirk and pushes himself up to strip himself of his shirt, revealing his bare chest, scattered in freckles and thick chest hair, and a happy trail that disappears into his pants. You prop yourself up on your elbows and stare at him like he’s your prey, biting down on your lower lip, working off your dress as he begins to take off his pants. 

“My sexy vampire,” He says, pushing you back softly against the pillows as you squirm under his touch. “You know how bad I wanted you tonight, huh?” He says in a groveling voice.

You don’t respond; you just pull him back down by his shoulders to kiss him passionately, bucking your hips against the bulge against your wet panties. 

“So needy,” He growls, bringing one of his hands into your panties to relieve your needy cunt, rubbing his thumb over your sensitive bud. “Fuck baby, you're so wet,” He groans, removing his hand to pull your underwear fully off; simultaneously, you are undoing your bra, erratically throwing it somewhere on the floor in your room.

“Keys!” You yelp as he inserts two of his fingers inside of you.

“Shhh, I’m right here,” He says, kissing you and biting softly on your bottom lip as he continues to pump in and out of you, running his thumb over your clit. He quickens his speed, ending the kiss, moving to one of your boobs, sucking harshly on your hardened nipple, causing you to moan and throw your head back against the pillows, feeling the unbearable ache in your lower stomach, clenching greedily around his fingers. Then he selfishly removes his fingers from you, making you whimper at the loss of his fingers. “Not yet, baby, I need you to come on my cock,” He say,s shoving his boxers down, his cock springs out, flushed tip glisening with his pre-cum, stroking himself before he inserts himself in you, as he pushes into you, you both let out sounds of pleasure as he inches himself deeper and deeper until he is balls deep inside of you. Letting you take a second to adjust before he starts thrusting into you mercilessly as he brings one of your legs over his shoulder, kissing your ankle as he pistons into you repeatedly.

“Fuck!” You say as he fucks you just right, digging your fingers into his shoulders out of satisfaction.

He continues to fuck you; the obscene sound of skin slapping fills the room, along with your guys' moans.

“I’m so close,” You whimper out.

“Me too,” He pants, removing your leg from his shoulder, “Get on top?” He says, pushing back stray hairs that fell out of his slick back. You nod your head eagerly as he pulls out of you and lie back as you straddle him, hovering over his dick, grabbing the base as you align it with your entrance, piercing yourself with his member, mouth falling ajar as you sink on him slowly. You let out a throaty moan as you sit against his thighs before bouncing yourself up and down with hunger for your climax. “Fuck, babe,” He moans, bucking his hips forward, causing you to fall against his chest as he thrusts in and out of you as you kiss his neck, sucking on it needily as your fake fangs graze his skin, testing the waters. You give him a soft bite that makes him yelp.

“Sorry,” You say, pushing yourself up, but are forced down again by his hips smacking against yours.

“No, do it again,” He mewls.

You look at him with a sinful smirk on your face before you dive back into his neck, devouring it. He thrusts harder as you bite and suck, prompting your walls to flutter around him.

“Keys,” You moan into the crook of his neck.

“I know, I know, I can feel you,” He says between thrusts. “You want me to pull out?” 

“No, I want to feel you inside of me,” You whisper in his ear as you claw at his chest.

He continues his pace, making you cum all over his cock, persistently thrusting into you to reach his own release, further prolonging your high, drooling all over his shoulder in pleasure, brain numb out of the sensation. It doesn’t take him long before he’s filling you up with thick, hot ropes of cum.

“I think I’m still hard,” He laughs, running his hand through your messy hair.

“Give me a minute.” You laugh softly, looking at him, all fucked out.

[qtxoxox]

Corrupted

summary: gator finally got you to go all the way with him, and he's officially just as ruined as you. (pt3)

cw: SMUT, fingering, piv, choking, love confession, babying, pet names, corruption kink, age gap (22/28), dreadful ending im so fucking sorry

a/n: i loved this mini series so much- it was actually only meant to be 600 words whoops… thank you for all the likes and reblogs i hope you loved it just as much as i did

wc: 1.6k / part 1 / part 2

your house was empty tonight, your parents away for the weekend.

that's how you ended up in your bed, laying with gator behind you, your naked back against his bare chest.

your legs were apart, gator's hand between them, two of his fingers gliding in and out of you rhythmically.

"mm gator- don't stop"

the whole house was quiet, making the pornographic sounds from your bedroom seem even louder.

wet squelching from your dripping cunt mixed with your whiny moans and gators low grumble of dirty words.

"you're squeezing my fingers so much princess- jesus"

"don't sa- aah mm"

"what was that sweet thing?"

you couldn't answer, gators thumb rubbing circles on your clit made you lose all ability to think straight.

"aw babygirl can't talk? you feel too good?"

"uh huuuuh"

his fingers sped up, curling upwards to hit your sweet spot perfectly as his other hand roamed your whole upper body.

he groped your chest, pinching your hardened nipples sending sparks of pleasure through your whole body.

his hand settled around your throat in a possessive manner, squeezing just enough to make you dizzy.

"gator-“

"hmm?"

"so close"

"cum for me baby, be a good girl an cum all over my fingers"

you let out a filthy moan as your back arched off gators chest and your legs trembled.

your hands were behind you in gators hair before moving them to wrap around the wrist of his hand that continued to ride out your orgasm.

his hand slowed down and eventually eased out of you, leaving you empty and aching.

gator stuck his head in the crook of your neck, kissing and nipping at the skin as he praised you.

"did so well for me, so good"

his tone sparked a fire deep inside of you, something you'd never even dreamed of.

well maybe you had. not that you'd ever admit it. it was a sin, and you'd been so careful to do everything but actually sin.

but a dangerous wave of lust had clouded over all your senses, and you acted before you could stop.

"gator"

"ya okay baby?"

you leaned back to look at him, your lips ghosting his.

"want more, more of you- all of you"

his eyes widened in shock, in joy, in disbelief. the moment he's been waiting for since he'd first seen you.

"you- uh"

"please"

you leaned forward to kiss him. he kissed you back softly worried about breaking the moment.

"are you sure ma-?”

"yeah, please"

yes your words were mainly fuelled by pure horniness and a new found side to you thanks to gator.

but you felt safe. safe with gator. safe with the fact that doing this should be wrong. but with him, it felt more than right.

"okay shh yeah"

gator moved from behind you, letting you fall onto your back as he rolled over onto you, settling between your legs.

he took your mouth in a heated kiss, tongue sliding against yours deep into your mouth.

his hands went underneath your thighs, parting your legs and holding them just against his hips which he'd stripped off without you even knowing.

you could feel his cock heavy against your inner thigh as he rolled his hips down against your core.

"still sure about this"

his constant reassurance made your chest tighten.

"yes gator- please"

"alright baby- gonna take good care of you"

as he whispered reassurance into your mouth you felt the blunt head of his cock slide through your folds.

you whimpered when he nudged your still sensitive clit over and over.

your hands were on gators shoulders as his were groping the pillowy flesh of your thighs.

"gatoooor- please just-"

he cut you off by pushing the tip of his cock into you, making you choke on a moan mid plea.

"fuuuck- fuck your so tight"

he pushed in agonisingly slowly, allowing you to adjust to each inch before going further.

"you feel so good baby- you still with me?"

one of his hands came up to your face, cupping your cheek, rubbing his thumb gently into the skin under your eye.

"yeah, i'm okay"

"so fucking pretty under me like this- shit- could get fucking used to this"

he pushed in an inch further, now being fully seated deep inside you. the stretch burned, bringing tears to your eyes.

"feel that hm? feel how deep i am"

"uh huuuh- 's so good" you whined.

"yeah?"

you waited until the burn of his stretch subsided and blended into pleasure when you told him to move.

the first thrust of his hips knocked the air out of your lungs as you cried out, eyes rolling back in bliss.

he kept going, a slow roll of his hips forcing himself deep inside you.

his hand moved to your jaw, keeping you grounded in the moment as your arms wrapped around his neck.

you opened your eyes, meeting gators straight away. the sight made your chest ache in the best way possible.

you looked up at him, really looked.

the way his cheeks were flushed slightly, the way his hair fell loose from the gel cast you always complained about.

the way his eyebrows were furrowed in a mix of pleasure and concentration above his big brown eyes.

"gator.."

"yeah baby?"

"i love you"

your voice was hardly audible, coming out as a quiet whimper.

gators hips stuttered, pushing into you deeper and harder than he intended making you wince.

"you- uh sorry"

he stopped himself, your heart sank.

why did you say that, he didn't love you, he's freaked out that you—

you're snapped out of your thoughts by gators mouth on you.

he kissed you slowly, passionately. less rough than before but still with the same feeling of desperation.

"i- i love you too"

he pulled back to look at you, to see your reaction to his confession.

"you do?"

"yeah"

you crashed your lips back into his, bucking your hips up to create some friction.

reminding him of where his cock was currently buried, he responded with by pulling out and slamming back in.

you cried out into his mouth, tugging on gators hair at his sudden thrust.

"like that?" he murmured against your mouth with a smile.

"mm yeaaah- can you- harder"

"fuuck mama- you want it harder huh?"

he deepened his movement, your back arching off the mattress.

you wrapped your legs around gators back, forcing him deeper.

"fuuuck- yeah that's my girl"

he kissed over your face, down your jaw and along your neck. stopping to suck and bite on certain places he knew drove you insane.

"gator-" you choked out.

"you're so fucking tight- my god"

your stomach dropped at his word, your hand flying to the cross resting on your chest.

"you touching that shit ain't gonna change nothing sweet thing" he cooed

there was no real bite in his words, if anything there was actually a tone of affection but the gesture still sparked a fire inside him.

you couldn't answer anyway, the tension in your lower stomach threatening to snap any seconds as he sped up.

"gatorgatorgator-"

his hand left your face, snaking between your bodies to rub circles on your clit.

you cried out loud, legs starting to shake as your orgasm hurled closer.

"fuck- you gonna cum? cum around my cock baby then be a good girl and let me fill you right up"

you sobbed his name as you came undone beneath him, burning hot pleasure taking over your whole body.

gator buried his head in your neck as he came after a couple more thrusts, filling you with his spend.

"fuck i love you"

he finally stilled his hips as your legs fell off of him.

for a moment you were silent, just listening to each others heavy breathing.

he moved first, pulling out of you and rolling onto the mattress next to you.

you exhaled heavily at the sudden emptiness between your legs and the loss of gators hands on you.

that didn't last long as not even a minute later, gators hands were wrapped around your waist, pulling you into him.

"you okay babygirl?"

"mhm"

"hey talk to me"

"good- promise"

"yeah?"

"'m happy"

you looked up at him, at his sleepy yet tender expression, and kiss him softly

"i'm happy too- love you"

"i love you gate"

you fell asleep cradled by gator, protected by his strong hold, dreaming about your future with him.

almost a year later, you were still gator's girl. and you wouldn't change it for the world.

there was nothing you hadn't done, no where you hadn't had sex.

he'd brought out an extremely dirty side to you that even shocked you.

but it was actually more than that, you truly loved him. and he loved you more than anything.

it scared both of you at first, but you adapted to each others lives so naturally it made it all easier.

you still kept that 'stupid' necklace and gator would still curse every sentence. so maybe somethings never change

it was the first night in your new home with gator.

you'd already 'christened' half the house and were now close to passing out with your limbs tangled with gators.

"i love you so much mama"

"i love you so much too gates"

"my corrupted lil girl"

you giggled at his words, nodding into his chest.

because you were his corrupted girl, and you'd do anything to be it.

[qtxoxox]

Corrupting

summary: gator is making more progress with you, teaching and ultimately ruining you. but he's ruining himself too. (pt2)

cw: oral (f & m receiving), corruption kink, babying, pet names, overstim, religious guilt, age gap (21/27)

wc: 1.9k / part 1 / part 3

after the dry humping incident with gator, you did it about five more times.

each time had you feeling guilty for engaging in such scandalous behaviours. but as gator assured you, there was nothing technically sinful about it.

besides, you enjoyed it so much more than you felt guilty about it.

back on his lap, grinding into his bulge with his tounge down your throat, you had a wave of confidence wash over.

your hand traveled down to his crotch, palming his semi hard dick until it was fully hard. practically busting at the seams of his zipper.

"feeling brave are we sweet thing?"

"can i?" you looked at him with innocent eyes.

"can you what?"

your confidence was broken, not being able to bring yourself to say it out loud. and he could tell

"you want your hands on my cock?"

you nodded quickly, blush creeping up your face, but you were already shifting to the side.

"go on then, 's all yours babygirl"

you fumbled his zipper, heart beating fully out of your chest. gator was practically vibrating with anticipation.

you got his jeans open, with the help of him. he shuffled them down, kicking them off joining the pile of both your shirts.

his boxers were tented, the waistband lifting off his abdomen.

your fingers hooked into the waistband, pulling it down slowly. your eyes widened at the sight of his cock springing out.

this was the first time you had been faced with one. it was intimidating but made your mouth water uncontrollably.

the tip was flushed and swollen, glistening with pre-cum already.

"go on, it's not gonna bite" he laughed, reaching down to cup your jaw tenderly.

your small hand wrapped around the base timidly, running it upwards to the tip, swiping your thumb over the slit, as your other hand went up to your chest, brushing your fingers over your cross.

the first touch of your hand sent gators vision blurry. his head fell back against the headboard of his bed as his breathing got deeper.

his reaction boosted your confidence, your hand doing another stroke of his cock, lingering longer at the head.

he looked back at you, hand back on your cheek, thumb brushing over your lips.

"that feels so good, your doing so good"

"yeah?" you whisper, face flushing red in embarrassment.

"yeah, shit”

you sped up more, smearing his pre cum down his length fully. you were just getting into it when gators hand grabbed yours.

you looked up confused, worried you'd done something wrong.

"what- did i-"

"no no baby shh it's okay"

he sat up a bit more fully against the headboard, leaning forward to kiss you.

"want you to use your mouth, you can do that?"

you looked back with furrowed eyebrows. you knew what he wanted, but did you have the confidence to do it.

"i don't-"

"it's okay, i'll talk you right though it yeah?"

both his hands were on your cheeks, forcefully making you nod your head.

you swallowed, feeling nervous, but the wetness between your legs took over your mind as you moved to settle with your head above gators crotch.

"good girl"

his hands threaded through your hair, moving it out of your face.

"okay baby, just do what you were doing yeah- with your hands"

you obeyed, leaning your weight on your elbows as you took his cock in one hand.

"good, now.. spit a little on it, get it nice and wet first"

you locked eyes with gator as you let a string of saliva fall onto the head of his cock.

he had to bite his lip to stop him moaning from the sight, and the images of what you were about to do.

no he needed to stop thinking or he was going to just cum there and then.

"just do what feels right yeah? start with just a lick, get used to it okay princess.."

you nodded, sticking your tongue out and kitten licking the head before licking a fat stripe from base to tip.

"yeahhh fuuuck"

you repeated that a couple more times before lifting up and taking the head into your mouth.

gator was struggling to hold back, letting out a deep groan as you suckled on the head and continued your movements with your hand.

"you're so good baby. such a good girl for me"

his words went straight through you, impulsively deciding to take him further.

you didn't go down too far, not even half, already feeling so full. you focused on the top half for a minute, pulling more and more moans from deep in gators chest.

you paused bobbing your head to take more of gator. but he couldn't hold back.

his hips bucked up involuntarily, forcing more of his cock down your throat than you were anticipating.

your hands tightened on his thighs as you gagged around him, eyes watering, spit dribbling out from around your mouth, collecting at the base of his cock.

"shiiiit- shit sorry baby fuck- you just- you feel so good"

his grip on your hair loosened so you pull up and catch your breath, coughing and spluttering.

"you're doing so well. need a minute baby?"

you shook your head, licking your lips.

"no- wanna keep going"

"yeah? yeah go on then- you know what to do"

you take him further this time, bobbing your head up and down occasionally stopping at the tip to swirl your tongue around the slit, collecting his bittersweet pre cum.

"keep going baby girl, just like that, i'm so close, fuuuck"

your hand works on what you can't reach, gator lightly holding your head, not forcing, just guiding.

you stopped near the bottom for a second, gagging lightly around him as tears finally spilled out and down your cheeks, mixing with the mess of saliva already coating your face.

"fuck gonna cum, gonna cum right in that pretty little mouth. you want that? want all my cum?"

you moaned around him and nodded best you could, not wanting to slow the pace.

"fuuuuck"

gators hands tightened and his hips bucked up as he came. hot ropes of cum shot into your mouth down your throat.

the sensation caught you off guard, not in a bad way, but you swallowed most of it before you pulled up off him in shock, the last ropes hitting your face.

you coughed a couple times blinking rapidly getting your senses back. your eyes found gators who looked back at you in awe.

"jesus chri-"

"DONT- say that!"

you hit his thigh, almost choking at his words more than the feeling of his dick down your throat.

he just smirked, putting his boxers back on, reaching forward to pull you up to him. he kissed your face, tasting his own spend on your skin.

"you did so good baby, i'm so proud" he cooed.

he lifted his hand to wipe the side of your mouth, collecting a bit of his cum on his thumb.

before he could do anything you leant forward, taking his thumb into your mouth, cleaning it off.

he raised his eyebrows at your unprovoked dirty action, cock jumping in his underwear.

"i think someone deserves a reward for how well she did" he whispered.

you looked at him in confusion, not picking up what he meant.

"lie down for me baby"

you did as he said, heart speeding up again.

he kissed across your face, down your chest and stomach, stopping just above your jean shorts.

"what- what are you doing?"

"rewarding you sweets- gonna make you feel so good"

"oh?"

"you trust me yeah?

"mhm"

"good, just relax for me"

you let out a breath, shoulders falling into the soft pillows, hand finding your necklace charm again.

gator made quick work on your zipper, tugging off and discarding the shorts in a second.

he layed between your legs, pushing your thighs open with force. wet panties fully on display to him.

he's not seen past this point yet, but you weren't that nervous. as long as it wasn't actual sex, your still okay.

"so gorgeous" he whispered.

he leant in, kissing your clit over the lacy fabric. the sensation made you jolt, lifting your hips to meet his face.

"shhh patience baby"

you whined in response, already squirming and kicking your legs, lifting onto your elbows to watch him.

he rid you of your panties agonisingly slowly, sliding his fingers through your soaking wet folds whilst kissing and biting at the skin of your inner thighs.

"gator- please"

"princess.." he warned.

you huffed dropping onto your back again, closing your eyes briefly.

only for them to fly open again when you felt gator kiss your bare clit. your hips bucked again and one hand rushed to his hair.

gator pushed your hips back down, holding his forearms over your hips, hands splayed out on your stomach as he continued to kiss your pussy.

you continued to whine, fighting against his strength.

"think i need to teach you a thing or two about patience in the future"

gator pulled back looking up at you. your heart dropped thinking he was done but he quickly replaced his mouth with one thumb.

he circled your clit slowly, gathering all your wetness and smearing it around.

"but since you have been so good already today-"

"yeah yeah so good i'll be so good for you"

he smirked at you, at your desperation, and moved one of your thighs over his shoulder.

his mouth was back on you, fast, wet and hot.

he didn't hold back, and neither could you.

you moaned loud as he slurped at your pussy. his tongue lapped at your arousal as he sucked on your clit.

your thighs were trembling, pushing up against his hands holding them open.

your lower stomach felt tight, like a coil winding up and up, impossibly tighter.

you tugged at gators hair, making him moan onto you. you subsequently crying out at the vibration.

his tongue kept flicking your clit and drinking up your wetness as your back arched off the bed.

"gator- i- aaah- so close"

he hummed into your pussy, shaking his head back and forth. he was completely and utterly lost in the taste of you.

"GATOR-" you screamed.

"cum for me- wanna taste all of you"

you didn't hear his words, your orgasm crashing over you violently.

your head flew back into the pillows, back arching and legs shaking uncontrollably. you whined and cried out gators name as he continued to eat you out through your orgasm.

the main waves died down, leaving you clouded and shaky, gator still on you.

"gator"

you pulled at his hair, trying to get him off.

your whole body jerked at the aftershocks and each lick of gator tongue.

"gator- too much- stop- please"

he pulled off finally, your whole body going limp when he let go.

you hardly noticed him climbing up the bed next to you untill you felt his arms wrap around you and pull you onto his chest.

"okay baby girl?" he cooed.

"yeah- so good"

"mm that's my girl"

he kissed your forehead, whispering sweet nothings against your skin as you fell asleep to the sound of his voice and rhythm of his heartbeat.

you can pray tomorrow.

[radical-ghostface]

The type of guy who would ask you to sit on his face to make it better.

Gator get his ass kicked? He's at your door, brushing past you before you can even get a word in. And when you turn to ask him what the hell is going on and why his face is black and blue, he's already laying on your couch, arms behind his head and looking at you impatiently.

"Well? Face ain't gonna nurse itself back to health, mama. Get over here."

[0ffbrandangel]

waitt lowkey considering if I should write something like this... thinking grumpy mean gator ?

what do you guys think

yes

no

for me to stalk lol

Voting ended onJun 27

[keer-y]

idk man just got a lil inspired and then a lot carried away thinking about boy next door!steve

ty @morninglesss @cpnsteverogers @tinfoileddd for enabling me

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ຣ boy next door!steve who is a year older than you so you played together as kids but then he got a little more popular than you, esp when he moved up to middle school and you were still in elementary. he’d still tousle your hair when he walked past you to get on the big kid bus at the bus stop, though.

ຣ bnd!steve, who’s always at your family’s stupid barbecues bc you’re neighbors and your parents are friends, but he starts bringing random girls from his grade who act like talking to you is a chore even tho you’re only 1 year younger. he walks them home and comes back to sit with you and your parents at the fire pit even after everyone else has gone home.

ຣ bnd!steve who still invites you to his birthday parties even though his friends think you’re weird (you kind of are, because you are a horse girl).

there’s probably a year where he does this to explicitly be a little mean bc he is a teenage boy.

he’s turning 14, you’re 13, and he the invitation he sends you says that the party starts at 6PM. when you arrive, you’re very obviously late, and he and his other friends snicker a little while steve says, loudly in front of everyone, that the party started at 3, and you live right next door, how could you get it so messed up?

ຣ bnd!steve, who invites you to his family parties from there on out, because he’s known you so long that it just makes more sense for you to celebrate with his cousins than his friends, who don’t understand you or his friendship with you anyway. he pulls you aside and apologizes for the previous year, and even though it’s a whole year late, you just shrug it off. you get him back at your birthday party anyway by making him comply with the theme (still horses, because your mom kind of can’t take a hint that you’ve outgrown that kind of thing).

ຣ goddamn fucking bnd!steve inviting his girlfriend(s) over to his house to go swimming when it’s hot enough (and even when it’s not, because nothing is more conducive to misbehavior than teenagers off from school and home alone while their parents are at work). watching him from the too-hot, still air of your bedroom, your fan barely making a dent in the heat while they splash around in the water. her pushing steve off the diving board, steve splashing her in retribution. her untying her bikini top and tossing it out of the pool, and steve crowding her against the wall of the deep end, his face pressed to her neck while you try and try to just read your honors english assignment you were given to do over break.

ຣ bnd!steve whose bedroom is directly across from yours, and it was never a problem until he was 18 and you were 17 and the day comes when you accidentally see into steve’s room when he brings a girl in there, post-pool antics. after that you always keep your curtains drawn. because you didn’t see anyone’s parts but well, you sure were about to.

ຣ bnd!steve who agrees to go to your prom with you when your mom asks, but you freak OUT about it bc you did NOT want to ask him. you definitely don’t even like him! not like that!

your mom going behind your back to ask steve to your prom for you on your behalf is mortifying. you refuse to let him take you so you do go alone with your friends, but when you leave and need a ride home bc you’re the Only one who went stag, you discover steve was there the whole time in the parking lot waiting, just in case.

ຣ bnd!steve not coming over the day in late summer when you’re leaving for college but just stepping out onto the porch to casually give you a wave as your dad’s car starts driving off with you and all your crap in the backseat. he doesn’t go back inside until your dad turns at the end of the block, and you keep looking out the side window at him until you can’t anymore.

ຣ bnd!steve who, in the only way he can get your attention through the closed window with your curtains drawn, starts shining a flashlight at the side of your house. it’s late, christmas eve, but he knows you’re in your room because he saw the light turn on and then off a few minutes later.

tentatively, you peel the drapes back and see him there, window open, half hanging out of it with the flashlight waving in your face.

you push up the glass pane and lean your hands on the sill.

“what?” you ask, half annoyed and half endeared. you guys haven’t talked much since you started keeping your window all buttoned up.

“just wanted to say merry christmas,” steve calls back, and you soften.

you pause just a beat. “merry christmas,” you say back, and he smiles at you, then nods and waves and you both retreat into your bedrooms.

ຣ bnd!steve who comes thisclose to asking your mom for your school address so he can write you a letter when you head back to college in the spring.

ຣ bnd!steve who never realized or considered he may have had a crush on you until he sees you with some other guy, your boyfriend who comes to visit you over summer break after your freshman year.

it just leads to steve coming to terms with the fact that he may have always considered you a sure thing or “his” because you were always there, always at his beck and call, always around for him. he decides to just take the L because you seem happy with your college bf.

ຣ bnd!steve who overhears you on the phone with your best friend talking about how you wanted to try sex when your boyfriend was there that summer, but it was seriously underwhelming. your bedrooms still face each other after all, it’s not his fault your window is open and the drapes you have handing over your VERY OPEN window don’t do much to smother the sound of your voice, which maybe he’s been attuned to for longer than he realizes.

and steve goes from “i shouldn’t be listening to this” to “what an asshole” to “i can do BETTER” to “wait i shouldn’t be thinking that”

because you’re telling your girlfriend about how he made you feel really comfortable and excited and then once he got on top of you, he just turned into this selfish lump of a guy who only got himself off, asked “you finished too, right?” and then when you told him no, just barely fingered you and you had just told him you came because it was so pathetically bad that you didn’t even want to anymore.

ຣ bnd!steve seeing you out by the fire pit alone toasting a marshmallow on the hazy early august evening, that’s basically burnt to a crisp bc you’re zoned out bc your bf just dumped you. over the phone. because you didn’t want to sleep with him anymore. (he’d been visiting for a week! how did he expect to have sex in your parents’ house without getting caught? yes, he overheard that conversation too.)

ຣ bnd!steve meandering over into your backyard like it isn’t past midnight and sitting next to you without saying a word. just staying silent as you murmur a shaky “hey” and just finally toss the stupid marshmallow and stick into the fire and ask what he’s doing there, it’s late.

“looked like you could use an old friend, maybe” is the answer he gives you, and when you just huff he starts to tell you a story about a time you forgot: when he was 8 and you were 7 and he caught a frog in his yard. how it wriggled out of his hold and escaped into your yard. how you captured it again and handed it to him through the hole in the fence and ever since then he’s owed you, and so he’s finally paying you back.

like he didn’t embarrass himself at your horse-themed birthday party.

like he didn’t show up to your prom even though you didn’t want him to.

like he didn’t stop bringing girls over to his room once he realized that was probably why you’d started to keep your curtains firmly closed.

and this frog story. it’s really stupid and doesn’t help but it does remind you of all the history you have with him and when you get up from your lawn chair after a few minutes of contemplative silence and move it closer to his, he just lets you hold his hand and watch the fire until it burns down to embers.

you’re half asleep on his shoulder, his face buried in your hair until you sit up and look at him in the moonlight. he squeezes your hand but doesn’t move, because as much as he wants it he doesn’t expect anything.

nor should he. you’ve been his girl forever, but never really his girl.

ຣ bnd!steve’s breath catching in his throat when you tip your chin up and kiss him. soft, featherlight.

ຣ bnd!steve kissing you easy and slow by the smoldering fire, the stick you were using to try and roast your marshmallow little more than ash now. the bag of the rest of them is still off to the side somewhere, forgotten—tomorrow, your mother will ask how you forgot an entire bag of marshmallows outside, all stuck together, partially melted from the dew and then the sun beaming down on them in the heat of late summer, and you’ll have to lie and tell her you were just tired.

because you are. you stay outside with steve until the sun starts coming up over the horizon, the deep blue sky turning pink and then white right before the blue lightens.

he tugs you closer by your hoodie pouch, hands curling into it as he guides you from your lawn chair to his, settling you onto his lap. it isn’t too much. it isn’t an attempt to seduce you or entice you or anything. he just tucks his hands into your pocket and when yours join them in there, you lace your fingers with his as you straddle him, and he doesn’t let you move close, instead keeping the distance between you even as you let him kiss you over and over, everywhere he can reach.

“it’s—weird?” he asked you.

“no,” you say. “is it?”

“maybe,” he answers, and you laugh together, silencing him with a kiss because your parents’ bedroom window is open and they have no idea you’re outside, much less outside with a boy.

“we stayed up all night,” you tell him, unnecessarily.

“duty called,” steve says.

“i’m your duty now?” you ask.

but he only smiles, to himself, you think. “something like that.”

ຣ bnd!steve waiting on his back deck until he sees your curtains flick to the side, your face peeking out of the darkness down at him. you wave, he waves, and then he disappears through the sliding glass door. what he doesn’t expect, what you didn’t make a conscious decision to even do, is when he looks out his window at yours, you’re still standing there, peeking around the the jamb with your curtains pulled open for the first time in months. and even though he’s startled at your presence, you share a secret little smile before you both turn in for the night. well, morning.

because he’s been your boy forever, but never really your boy.

until now.

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Corruption

summary: gator is obsessed with how innocent you seem, he wants to be the one to ruin that innocence (pt1)

cw: religion, guilt, dry humping, pet names, corruption kink (obv), age gap (21/27), virgin!reader

a/n: first smut && first gator oh shiiii

wc: 1k / part 2 / part 3

the day gator laid eyes on you he was captivated.

the way all your dresses covered and clung to the right places, leaving just enough to his imagination.

the way you were so devoted to the church, always on first in for sunday service and last to leave.

the stupid, yet oh so gorgeous, gold cross you wore around your neck on a dainty gold chain.

the pure fact that you were younger than him, and a virgin.

he hadn't thought about whether a girl being a virgin or not was important before.

but on you, it just made you so much more desirable.

it was a slow process, but that just made it all more enjoyable for gator.

it started with just watching, plotting, scheming. how he'd approach you, if you knew his reputation, if you'd be interested even deep down.

once he'd conquered talking to you casually he laid on the flirting. thick.

you couldn't help but feel enjoyment at his attention. never having experienced this before.

you were giddy, secretly of course. your whole family would be mortified if they knew you were talking to gator tillman.

but you couldn't help but look for him at church every week.

once he began to find you outside of church you knew you were gone. and so was he.

other girls he would have given up if he didn't get immediate attention back straight away. but you? he'd convinced himself you'd be worth the wait.

and you were proving to be.

a month of borderline stalking from gator, he'd gotten you on a date. he knew to take it slow, not scare you off. not until he'd gotten his full fix anyway.

he put on a heavy gentleman act, and you fell for it. hard.

three more dates and you'd let him kiss you in his car. just one kiss, no tongue. but it was enough of a taste to get gator addicted.

you'd confirmed to him, between these three dates, you were a virgin. completely inexperienced and innocent.

the moment you said it, gator was sporting a semi the rest of the night. going home to take care of himself to the thought of ruining you.

god what he would do to ruin you.

what he didn't know is that he already was.

you found yourself thinking about him, in more than just a casual way.

touching yourself to the thought of him under the cover of darkness. holding onto the cross of your necklace as if it reversed what you were thinking.

guilt washing over you straight after in a post-clarity way. jumping up to pray for forgiveness, just to get distracted by gator and do it all again the next day.

the night he'd gotten you back home to his he could have accepted an award.

and when your kiss finally turned into a proper make out, gator was ready to devote his whole life to you.

he was keeping up on the dates months later and even moved seats at church to be next to you.

you carried the guilt of engaging with a boy like him everyday, especially sundays, but when you met his eyes all your guilt subsided.

the next time you were at his house, making out on his lap as a new usual, it went further.

and it almost sent gator to heaven, or in your eyes- hell.

you were sat at an angle that made you extremely sensitive between your legs. you weren't a stranger to this feeling, but you had never been so sensitive actually in front of gator yet.

you were lost in the feeling of him, so much you didn't even notice you'd began rocking your hips over gators.

the friction of his jeans was catching your clothed core perfectly. too perfectly.

before you could stop it, a high pitched, desperate, whine left your mouth.

gator almost choked, your sound going straight to his half hard cock, now fully hard.

he kept kissing you, hands on your hips forcing more movement to try and pry another noise out of you.

your mind was clouded, only thoughts being gatorgatorgator.

another whine, louder, more distinct.

"gator"

yeah he was definitely in heaven.

"that feel good babygirl? huh?"

you nodded, hands firm on his shoulders as you sped up, closing your eyes.

"tell me baby use your words"

you opened your eyes looking at gator, he looked almost as ruined as you, if not more.

"so good gator" you breathed out.

"fuuuck- yeah keep going just like that baby"

he guided your hips, lifting his knees slightly to angle you better on him.

"gator"

"huh? what is it? talk to me princess"

you let out a load moan as your head fell onto gators shoulder, thighs tightening around his hips, nails digging into his arms.

"gonna cum? gonna cum for me baby? make a mess of your pretty panties?"

"yeahyeahyeah pleasepleasepleaseeee"

he let go of one hip, taking your jaw in his hand, forcing you to look at him. his eyes were dark with hunger, less gentlemanly, but had a glimmer of devotion.

"cum baby"

you came undone above him, white hot pleasure ran though your veins. your cheeks were flushed, a thin sheen of sweat forming on your forehead.

"yeahh good girl"

he kept your hips moving even as they were stuttering, forcing you to ride out your orgasm and bring you to overstimulation.

you collapsed against his chest, breathing heavily. hand tight on your necklace.

you could feel the wet patch from your release sticking to your core. it had spread to gators jeans, just over the bulge that felt wetter than you'd expected.

but you were too out of it to really notice what happened; gator had came in his pants.

as he kissed your head and praised you, your chest tightened. not in guilt for what you'd done. but guilt for how much you enjoyed it.

and how much you wanted more.

that didn't stop you from going home and praying for forgiveness... then touching yourself five minutes later and praying all over again.

that night gator came twice more, just thinking about you. how he'd gotten you to dryhump him into cumming.

and mostly what else he could get you to do.

[0ffbrandangel]

Do more gator thoughts!!

lazy mornings

a/n: thank you for sending this!! Requests are still open 🤍 pairing: girlfriend!Reader X Gator Tillman caution warnings: fluff, suggestive ending

Lazy mornings with Gator were always like gold dust. They were rare because he was always up before dawn for work, but somehow, he managed to get the day off.

You woke up from the sun slipping through the curtains, engulfed in your boyfriend's arms, his chest bare and warm. You nuzzled yourself closer to him, afraid that if you let go, he would be gone. You just stared at him. He looked so peaceful, harmless when he slept. Your eyes wandered all over his face, observing his freckles and the way his face was sculpted. You brought one of your hands up and rubbed his cheek softly, feeling the light stubble against your soft hands. You placed a soft kiss on his cheek and slipped out of bed.

You tiptoed out of the room, shutting the door behind you quietly as you made your way towards the kitchen. The air was warm in the house, and the air always felt warmer to you whenever Gator was home, not cold like when he wasn't there. You opened the fridge and collected the things you needed to make you and Gator breakfast in bed.

Once you finished cooking, you plated the food onto a tray and did your best not to spill your guys' hot coffee while balancing with your food. You opened the door and kicked it to see Gator still asleep. You didn't expect him to still be asleep, but he had been really busy at work lately, barely sleeping. So when you placed the food on your side of the bed, you couldn't help but feel somewhat bad for waking him from his peaceful slumber.

"Baby," You said softly, running your fingers through his gel-less hair.

"Hmm," He groaned, struggling to open his eyes.

"I made you breakfast in bed. Do you want to eat it now?" You said in a soothing voice.

"You made me breakfast?" He smiled, his voice all husky from the morning.

"Yeah, your favorite," Your eyes trailing to the food, causing Gator to follow your eyeline.

"Awe, that you, baby." He said, sitting up and kissing your cheek.

You smiled and returned to your side of the bed, handing him his food and coffee. You set your own food on your lap, scooting closer to him as he chomped on a piece of bacon.

"What would I do without you?" He said, turning to look at you with his big eyes.

"Starve," You laughed.

"Probably," He laughed, putting his arm around you, holding you closer. "You're so amazing, you know that, right?" He smiles, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

"Gator"

"I'm serious, you're beautiful, kind, and you make the best food," He says between kisses on your face.

"You can't be serious, I look like a mess right now," You laugh, pushing him off playfully.

"But you're my mess, and you're wearing my clothes, which is the cuttest thing ever," he says, nipping at your neck.

"Hey, hey, eat your food, not me,"

"Fine, but I want dessert after this," He laughs while picking food up with his fork.

[0ffbrandangel]

can you do more gator thoughts!?!

Yes, of course, I love doing these; they’re so fun to do. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this !!

scaredy cat

Pairing: Gator Tillman x girlfriend!Reader cw: domestic fluff, suggestive

I can imagine you and Gator having this ongoing butt-slapping war that started a couple of months ago at random because he kept slapping your butt, and you asked him how he’d like it if every time he got up from the couch or bed. At first, he didn’t take your words seriously when you said you’d do it when he’d least expect it, but he learned you were not fibbing when he was pumping gas one day.

He had gotten out of the car, went inside, and paid for the gas and your favorite snacks. You were chomping away on your snacks and saw that it was the perfect opportunity to get him back because it was unpredictable. You turned the music up slightly in hopes it would muffle the sound of you opening the door, then your boots meeting the gravel floor. You peeked out from the side of the car and saw that Gator had yet to notice, so you kept tip-toeing your way closer to him until his butt was in perfect slapping shot. You wound your hand up with a malicious smile on your face, trying your best to hold in your laugh, then you hit him. He jumped up and yelled, then turned around swiftly to see who the perp was.

“Jesus baby, I thought you were some perv,” He panted, clutching his heart.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it was just too easy,” You laughed, almost toppling over from his mere reaction.

“Almost took you out, mamas,” He said, removing the pump from the tank.

“Yeah, right, you jumped up like a scaredy cat,” You teased, poking at his shoulder.

“Whatever,” He mumbled, walking you back to the passenger seat.

“I love you, my scaredy cat,” You said as he closed your door. You leaned out the window and puckered your lips, waiting for him to kiss you.

“No, you were mean to me,” He scoffed in a butt-hurt tone.

“Fine, fine, I guess I’m not going to show you that new present I got you,” You said in a mocking tone.

And with that, Gator scrambled towards you, showering your face in soft kisses.

When he got back into the driver's seat and started the car, he stared at you for a moment, then rested his hand on your inner thigh. “You're so mean to me sometimes,” He joked.

“You love it.” You smiled as he started to drive back to the house.

[s111ut]

waking up dilf!steve with a bj for fathers day :p

warnings: oral, one use of daddy, praise, dilf!steve. minors dni

the morning light shines through the curtains, illuminating steves bedroom. it hits his face just perfectly, painting his face golden. your cheek is pressed up against his coarse chest hair. your other hand trails down, lightly combing through the trail of hair just below his navel. you glance up at him, despite the subtle greys in his stubble, he looks younger like this, he always does when hes sleeping. he looks so at peace, his lips are slightly parted, while his chest rises and falls rhythmically. you slowly untangle yourself from his arms, carefully moving down the bed so you dont wake him up. your heart is beating out of your chest, a mixture of nerves and excitement.

you gently kiss the soft pudge on his tummy, making your way down south, kissing down his happy trail. steve stirs and his abdomen twitches ever so slightly, you freeze, not wanting him to wake up just yet. a beat passes, and you deliberately tug his briefs down, just enough to free his length. steves breath hitches, hes still mostly asleep, but his body doesnt fail to react instinctively as the cool air hits his skin. you lean down carefully, pressing a soft kiss to his tip. the action makes steves hips subconsciously twitch upward as a sleepy sigh falls from him. you bite back a giggle and then gently grab him at the base, before lowering your mouth around him. the moment your warm mouth seals around him, he jolts. a slow, dopey grin spreads across steves face as his hazel eyes blink awake.

“holy shit, sweetheart,” he chokes out, his voice rough with sleep. one hand immediately flies to the back of your head. he isnt pushing or anything, just cradling.

your mouth pulls off him with a loud pop, “happy fathers day, daddy,” you smile sweetly at him.

“jesus christ, honey,” he flops back on the bed. steve folds one arm beneath his head and lets out a long sigh.

he gently guides your head back to his now fully hardened dick. he watches with heavy lidded eyes as your mouth works and suckles at his tip.

“fuck, look at you,” he rasps. “so pretty like this.”

you moan at his words, the vibrations from your mouth going straight to his cock, sending a wave of pleasure throughout his body. your tongue swirls against him. you can feel your mouth stretch even wider as you work down his length. tears start to brim at your waterline. steve notices immediately, and his expression softens at the sight of you.

“breathe through your nose,” he gently reminds you. “youre doing so good, honey.”

you blink away the tears, breathing through your nose like he had told you. a shaky exhale falls from him as your nose makes contact with his pelvis.

“thaaaats it, good girl.”

“ohfuck,” he hisses as you swallow around him, your throat contracting against him.

the grip on your hair tightens, its taking everything in him to not thrust his hips up in your face. your head bobs up and down his length, you work your tongue on the underside of him, gliding against a vein deliberately.

“god, baby– please, keep going,” he begs, his chest heaving.

you double down on your efforts, moving against him quicker. his thighs tremble, its evident his orgasm is building fast and he lets out a loud guttural groan. hes so drunk on you and the pleasure youre giving him, praises constantly falling from his mouth like a prayer.

“y-yeah, just like that baby– oh my god, yes.”

“my perfect girl, oh shit–” hes cut off with his own moan as you hollow your cheeks.

“gonna cum baby,” he warns, his hips stuttering. the coil in his belly snaps, you feel his dick twitch and cum spurts from his tip, filling your mouth.

“shit,” he breathes out as the aftershocks ripple through him. some of his release dribbles down your chin, his thumb captures it before bringing it to your lips and gently pushing it back into your mouth.

“good girl.”

you smile at him, swallowing it all. he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

steve lets out a breathless laugh, “if old age wont kill me, you will.”

[0ffbrandangel]

erotic love 18+

pairing: Gator Tillman X Girlfriend!Reader summary: After a rough couple of days, you decide to tease Gator. caution warnings: smut, fluffy ending, Reader and Gator live together, lingerie, dirty talk, teasing, unprotected p in v, fingering, multiple positions [doggy and missionary], angry sex? [more like make-up sex], softdom!Gator, degradation [use of whore and slut], tit worship, nipple sucking, creampie, multiple orgasms [m&f], Gator calls reader 'mamas', corruption kink, dacryphilia, aftercare, soft Gator at the end, brief mention of r*y word count 2.5k author note: based on this anon request, thank you so much for sending this in. I really enjoyed writing this!💜 (Requests are still open) I tried my best to go into more detail, lmk how I did !

Gator wasn’t one to get sappy with his feelings, especially when it came to how his father made him feel. Work has been stressful for him lately, and unfortunately for you, you always received the short end of the stick when he came home from a long day of work. He had become irritable, getting upset over the smallest things, staying out late, and, worst of all, ignoring you sexually, making you grow annoyed with every little thing he did.

Almost a week of co-existing, annoyed with each other, had passed. You were both too stubborn and had too much pride to apologize first, but you were becoming really frustrated sexually. If you were starting to become insanely horny, Gator must be suffering. You thought about taking care of the problem yourself, but it wasn’t the same. You wanted Gator. 

So that afternoon, while Gator was at work, you formed a plan to attempt to get Gator to fold. You knew that he couldn’t resist you when you wore lingerie, so you planted some of your little sets in his drawer and in the bathroom. And when he got home, you told him you needed to go check something outside. You planted a nice pair of black-lace undies in his center console. After you scrambled back inside and cooked some pasta for dinner. After dinner, you started to get ready for bed, removing your clothes in your bathroom that was in your room and running out naked when you “accidentally” forgot your towel and robe. That night you wore your smallest pajamas to bed, purposefully kicking off the blanket to make Gator look at your ass as he put the covers back on you like he always did.

The next morning you woke up before Gator, sliding into his arms carefully because you just missed his touch so much. You shut your eyes and pretended to be asleep as his alarm went off forty minutes later. You felt him place a soft kiss on your temple as he tried his best to get up and start getting ready for work without waking you. After getting up from the bed, you heard him open his drawer, followed by a soft “fuck" , you could just feel a smile start to form on your face as you heard him grab what he needed and shut the drawer. The next sound you heard was the bathroom door opening and the shower turning on. You knew any second he would see the nice maroon set hanging on the hooks on the bathroom door. Then the bathroom door shut. You fluttered your eyes open and smiled. You knew by the end of the day, you were going to get your brains fucked out by your sexy boyfriend. You rolled back into Gator's spot, sniffing the smell of his cologne as you drifted back to sleep, knowing your plan was in full action.

Gator was already struggling to get ready this morning. He couldn’t stop thinking about you and your antics, walking out of the bathroom naked and wearing the smallest pajamas known to earth. Teasing him. When he walked out the door, he was already feeling needy and desperate for your touch. He sipped on his coffee while he was driving to work, and when he pulled into work, he opened his center console to grab his work stuff only to be met with his favorite lace underwear. He could feel himself getting hard. He started to panic because he was about to go into work, and that definitely wasn’t going to be good.

“Son of a bitch,” he muttered to himself. Shoving your underwear back into the center console and rubbing his palm against his hard-on, hoping to relieve some of his neediness. But it was useless. He had to walk into work with his boner tucked into his waistband. Once he settled himself in his work area, he whipped out his phone.

Playing dirty princess. You’re in for it when I get home.

Your breath hitched with excitement when you read his text. Dirty thoughts flooded your mind. Envisioning Gator mad, ripping off your clothes. You couldn’t wait for him to get home.

–

Gator's heavy footsteps echoed throughout your house. The sound grew louder as he approached your bedroom.

“Do you have any idea what you did to me today, hm?” He huffed, striding closer to you as you sat on the bed in your robe. “I asked you a question. Answer me.” His tone dripping with anger as he gripped your chin harshly.

“I didn’t do anything.” You smirked, batting your “innocent” eyes at him. You knew saying that would get you in more trouble with him, but you didn’t care. It just meant he was going to fuck you harder, and that is exactly what you wanted.

“So you’re telling me your lingerie accidentally appeared in my car this morning?” He growled. “Or in my drawer? Or hanging in the bathroom?”

Your stomach churned in arousal. The pulse between your legs was already growing. “No,” You answered coyly, while squeezing your legs together.

“You look so guilty for someone who's supposed to be innocent.” He hums, dragging his thumb across your lips. “Squeezing your legs together like a needy whore.” He spat. His words only made you wetter by the second. “I bet if I take this pretty little thing off, you’re going to be all dressed up for me. Aren't you?” He said with a smug smile as he tugged at the knot on your robe.

You couldn’t think of anything to say back. You just bit harshly on your bottom lip as Gator untied the knot hastily.

“Fuck, mamas, you look so gorgeous.” His eyes trailing all over your body. “You wanted me to fuck you so bad, hm?” He said, inching his face closer and kissing your plump lips.

“Don’t act like you weren’t all worked up,” You scoffed, breaking the kiss.

He laughed against your lips as he lay his body atop of you, perched up with his elbow as his other hand lightly gripped your neck, rutting his hard cock against your needy cunt. “Gator,” You gasped. 

He started to work down to your collarbone, nipping at the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of love bites. Then he positioned his mouth in between the valley of your tits. Kissing and running his tongue around your nipples through the sheer lace. “Your tits look so pretty in this, all mine,” He whispered before latching himself onto your right nipple and sucking mercilessly.

 “I need you.” You whimpered, digging your nails into his clothed shoulders.

“You need me? Then beg for it.”

You rolled your eyes at his words.

“Go on, princess, beg for me to fuck that tight little pussy of yours,” He smiled as you fondled with the buttons on his shirt, then pushing it off of him. As he returned to his spot, sucking on your tit.

“Gator, please.” You said, with tears forming in your eyes out of frustration.

“Just do what you need to do, then you’ll get my cock,” Gator said, caressing your face.

“Gator, please fuck me, I need you, I need your cock,” You whined.

“That's my good girl,” He smiled, kissing your temple as he ran his fingers on your cunt that was soaking the lace.

“Poor baby, she’s cryin’ for me,” He smirked as he pushed the thong to the side. After coating his fingers with your slick, he gently inserted two of his fingers into your hole, while simultaneously rubbing your puffy clit with his thumb. Your pussy squelched as he fingered you tenderly.

“Fuck Gates,” You yelped, throwing your head back against the pillow, feeling him pump and curl his fingers in and out of you faster. Your orgasm approaching embarrassingly quick. “ ‘m gonna cum,” You whined as he rubbed your clit faster, tears of pleasure filling your eyes.

“I can feel you, honey, sucking in my fingers. Cum all over my fingers, baby. Let me feel you fall apart all over my fingers after barely doing anything to you.” 

His words sending you over the edge. Hot tears rolled down your flushed cheeks as you came all over his fingers with a loud moan. He worked you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, licking the salty tears off your face.

“You did good for me mamas. Now roll over,” He said, sitting up slightly and tapping the side of your thigh.

You obliged to his words. Rolling over and arching your back, wiggling your butt lightly in anticipation.

“Hold on needy girl,” He chuckled as he undid his belt, kicking his pants and boxers off the bed.

He aligned his oozing tip with your sensitive cunt that was practically begging for him. He pushed his fat tip inside of you, both of you moaning at the sensation. He gripped your waist as he continued to inch into you until he bottomed out inside of you, then giving you a second to adjust.

“Gator, move please,” You mewled into the pillow beneath you.

Gator didn’t need to be told twice. He started to move slowly at first but then picked up his pace as you fucked yourself against his cock, taking in the sight of your ass rippling against his hips.

“Greedy little slut, fucking yourself on my cock,” He growled, pistoning his cock into you harder. Causing you to moan and cry louder into your pillow.

“You sound so pretty crying all over my cock,” He grunted between thrusts.

“Shit, Gator,” You moaned.

“Jesus baby, yer gonna milk me,” Gator pants. “You feel so good,” He said, kissing the back of your neck.

Your second orgasm hit you like a truck. Your legs shook as Gator thrusted into you sloppily, spilling his own release into you. Gator collapsed atop of you while you both tried to regulate your breathing. His chest was moist against your back as he panted into your ear. You could feel his cock begin to soften and the mix of your guys spend, until he pulled out, making you whimper at the loss of his cock.

You rolled over onto your back, looking at Gator, who was all flushed, his hair falling out of its hold. You didn’t look any better, remnants of mascara on your undereyes and cheeks, your hair sticking to your hairline and your lips, plumped and flushed.

“You did so good for me,” Gator said softly, pushing the hair that was stuck to your face away, then placing a soothing peck on your lips.

“I missed you,” You sighed as you wrapped your arms around Gator’s neck, pulling him in closer as he settled in the crook of your neck.

“I know, baby, I did too,” He said against your neck, kissing the skin softly.

You buckled your hips up as he made out with your neck. Teasing the tip against your folds and sighing in pleasure each time his tip dragged against your puffy clit.

“You want more?” Gator chuckled, sitting up to get a better view of your face.

“Yes,” You whined, rubbing your hand across the light stubble on his face and pulling him in for a kiss.

Gator hummed with delight against your lips as you ran your fingers through his hair, freeing it of its cast and scratching his scalp, which caused him to let out a soft whimper. When you gasped, feeling him against you, he took the opportunity to shove his tongue in your mouth.​ It was sloppy and messy. Gator was licking into your mouth like a starved man as he cupped one of your breasts while rutting his cock on your thigh. Finally breaking the kiss to gasp for air, he grabbed the base of his dick, stroking himself a few times before teasing your aching pussy that was dripping with his come. 

“Please,” You pleaded, shifting your hips up closer to chase his touch.

“You want me to fuck the cum back into you?” He said in a condescending tone while he rested the tip of his cock right where you needed it.

“Yes,” You said, letting out a desperate sigh.

He gave you a smug smile as he rubbed your clit sensitive clit with his thumb, watching you squirm under his touch as you tried to position yourself just right to get his cock into your hole.

“Dirty girl,” He tisked, removing his thumb and finally giving you what you wanted but inching at an excruciatingly slow pace, until he bottomed out once again, feeling your pussy throb over his length.

“Shit,” he murmured while starting to move. The feeling of your guys’ spend made it easy to move, and it drove Gator crazy thinking about fucking his come back into you just made him feel primal, possessive.

You locked your feet together at the small of his back, pushing him closer, and deeper with each thrust, had you moaning beneath him and scratching his back to show your enjoyment.

“Gator!” You screamed, feeling him hit that spot in you that made your brain go numb.

“Oh shit baby, fuck,” He grunted, feeling you flutter around him. “You want me to come inside of you again? Hm?” He hummed as he fucked you deeper, watching your tits bounce at the movements.

“God, y-yes,” You struggled to form words out of pleasure. You gripped onto his bicep for dear life as you came hard, your ears ringing and your vision whitening.

Gator came inside of you, gripping mercilessly on your hip, and with a soft whimper. He pulled out of you a minute after, enjoying the sight of your pussy oozing, filled with him. “Was I too rough?” He cooed, kissing your inner thighs.

“No,” You smiled as he rested your head on your thigh and began massaging them because he knows you, knows that you're going to be sore in the morning.

“Stay here,” He ordered, throwing his boxers back on and rushing to the bathroom. With that, he came back with a damp rag and cleaned you up. “Let's go to the bathroom now mamas,” He said, towering over you as you lay limp, half-lidded on the bed, picking you up delicately as he carried you to the bathroom with ease. While you used the restroom, he helped you out of your lingerie and into one of his shirts that engulfed you.

He carried you back to the bed and had the heating pad already set up as he raided the kitchen for your favorite snack. “I didn’t know what you wanted,” He laughed lightly, with a million snacks in his arms and plopping them on the bed as he turned on the TV. “Your favorite?” He hummed, scrolling the movies to put on. You just nodded in response, your mouth already full with chocolate-covered pretzels. Once the movie started, Gator lay his head onto your chest, slipping his hand under your shirt to massage your stomach.

“I’m gonna have to scrub this out later,” You laughed as you scratched his scalp with your nails.

“Want me to run you a warm bath later? Then we can shower after?” He asked, looking up at you with puppy eyes.

“That sounds nice,” You smiled, placing a kiss on his nose. “But no funny business in the shower. I’m going to need to recover,” You laughed.

“Of course,” He said softly, averting his attention back to the movie and nuzzling his head back into you.

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Steve with a breeding kink

⤷ warnings: smut, p in v, creampie, breeding kink, ˎˊ˗

You couldn’t focus as he thrusted into you, thighs pressed up against your knees as he kept hitting that spongy spot inside of you over and over again that made your back arch.

“Yeah—you take it soo well, baby. No one could take this cock as good as you—yeah I know that’s right, lemme hear those pretty moans.” Steve continued to talk you through it, barely holding it together himself as your wet walls clenched around him.

“Mmh—shit, Steve!” You moaned, pulling him back in every time an inch of his cock would leave you.

He wasn’t in a rush, he enjoyed having you shaking and weeping underneath him as he rocked his hips in the slowest rhythm possible. But the only thing that was going through his head was making you take every drop of his cum, until his balls were empty and he could plant his seed inside of you.

“You’re gonna take alll my cum, I know that pussy wants it so bad.” Steve couldn’t help but increase his pace, the thought of getting you pregnant was already ruining him.

“Need’a make sure it sticks, so you get all big ‘n round for me. Mmm, you’re gonna look so beautiful, pretty baby—all full of my cum and my baby.” He didn’t stop, and you pulled at his biceps to get him even closer to you.

“Yes, yes—please Steve, want it so bad! Your cum, your baby, everything—f-fuck!”

Your words of agreement were enough to send him over the edge, one more thrust and he was already cumming inside you as he promised. Groaning at the feeling of you squeezing for more, milking him.

“Fuck—fuck! Gotta—make sure you take it all,” Steve refused slow down, his deep thrusts never ending as he brought you to your own release, not letting up until you were quivering and pushing him away at the overstimulation.

“You’re gonna be such a pretty mama, oh yeah you are.” He panted, entranced by the sight of you leaking his cum, unable to keep it all inside.

He pressed kiss after kiss against your forehead, stroking your head lightly as he brought his hand down to run his fingers through your folds, stuffing the creamy liquid back in your hole.

“Can’t have any of it going to waste, can we now, mama?” Steve asked, before rolling back on top of you for a second round. It was evident he was going to stop until you were carrying his child.

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erotic love 18+

pairing: Gator Tillman X Girlfriend!Reader summary: After a rough couple of days, you decide to tease Gator. caution warnings: smut, fluffy ending, Reader and Gator live together, lingerie, dirty talk, teasing, unprotected p in v, fingering, multiple positions [doggy and missionary], angry sex? [more like make-up sex], softdom!Gator, degradation [use of whore and slut], tit worship, nipple sucking, creampie, multiple orgasms [m&f], Gator calls reader 'mamas', corruption kink, dacryphilia, aftercare, soft Gator at the end, brief mention of r*y word count 2.5k author note: based on this anon request, thank you so much for sending this in. I really enjoyed writing this!💜 (Requests are still open) I tried my best to go into more detail, lmk how I did !

Gator wasn’t one to get sappy with his feelings, especially when it came to how his father made him feel. Work has been stressful for him lately, and unfortunately for you, you always received the short end of the stick when he came home from a long day of work. He had become irritable, getting upset over the smallest things, staying out late, and, worst of all, ignoring you sexually, making you grow annoyed with every little thing he did.

Almost a week of co-existing, annoyed with each other, had passed. You were both too stubborn and had too much pride to apologize first, but you were becoming really frustrated sexually. If you were starting to become insanely horny, Gator must be suffering. You thought about taking care of the problem yourself, but it wasn’t the same. You wanted Gator. 

So that afternoon, while Gator was at work, you formed a plan to attempt to get Gator to fold. You knew that he couldn’t resist you when you wore lingerie, so you planted some of your little sets in his drawer and in the bathroom. And when he got home, you told him you needed to go check something outside. You planted a nice pair of black-lace undies in his center console. After you scrambled back inside and cooked some pasta for dinner. After dinner, you started to get ready for bed, removing your clothes in your bathroom that was in your room and running out naked when you “accidentally” forgot your towel and robe. That night you wore your smallest pajamas to bed, purposefully kicking off the blanket to make Gator look at your ass as he put the covers back on you like he always did.

The next morning you woke up before Gator, sliding into his arms carefully because you just missed his touch so much. You shut your eyes and pretended to be asleep as his alarm went off forty minutes later. You felt him place a soft kiss on your temple as he tried his best to get up and start getting ready for work without waking you. After getting up from the bed, you heard him open his drawer, followed by a soft “fuck" , you could just feel a smile start to form on your face as you heard him grab what he needed and shut the drawer. The next sound you heard was the bathroom door opening and the shower turning on. You knew any second he would see the nice maroon set hanging on the hooks on the bathroom door. Then the bathroom door shut. You fluttered your eyes open and smiled. You knew by the end of the day, you were going to get your brains fucked out by your sexy boyfriend. You rolled back into Gator's spot, sniffing the smell of his cologne as you drifted back to sleep, knowing your plan was in full action.

Gator was already struggling to get ready this morning. He couldn’t stop thinking about you and your antics, walking out of the bathroom naked and wearing the smallest pajamas known to earth. Teasing him. When he walked out the door, he was already feeling needy and desperate for your touch. He sipped on his coffee while he was driving to work, and when he pulled into work, he opened his center console to grab his work stuff only to be met with his favorite lace underwear. He could feel himself getting hard. He started to panic because he was about to go into work, and that definitely wasn’t going to be good.

“Son of a bitch,” he muttered to himself. Shoving your underwear back into the center console and rubbing his palm against his hard-on, hoping to relieve some of his neediness. But it was useless. He had to walk into work with his boner tucked into his waistband. Once he settled himself in his work area, he whipped out his phone.

Playing dirty princess. You’re in for it when I get home.

Your breath hitched with excitement when you read his text. Dirty thoughts flooded your mind. Envisioning Gator mad, ripping off your clothes. You couldn’t wait for him to get home.

–

Gator's heavy footsteps echoed throughout your house. The sound grew louder as he approached your bedroom.

“Do you have any idea what you did to me today, hm?” He huffed, striding closer to you as you sat on the bed in your robe. “I asked you a question. Answer me.” His tone dripping with anger as he gripped your chin harshly.

“I didn’t do anything.” You smirked, batting your “innocent” eyes at him. You knew saying that would get you in more trouble with him, but you didn’t care. It just meant he was going to fuck you harder, and that is exactly what you wanted.

“So you’re telling me your lingerie accidentally appeared in my car this morning?” He growled. “Or in my drawer? Or hanging in the bathroom?”

Your stomach churned in arousal. The pulse between your legs was already growing. “No,” You answered coyly, while squeezing your legs together.

“You look so guilty for someone who's supposed to be innocent.” He hums, dragging his thumb across your lips. “Squeezing your legs together like a needy whore.” He spat. His words only made you wetter by the second. “I bet if I take this pretty little thing off, you’re going to be all dressed up for me. Aren't you?” He said with a smug smile as he tugged at the knot on your robe.

You couldn’t think of anything to say back. You just bit harshly on your bottom lip as Gator untied the knot hastily.

“Fuck, mamas, you look so gorgeous.” His eyes trailing all over your body. “You wanted me to fuck you so bad, hm?” He said, inching his face closer and kissing your plump lips.

“Don’t act like you weren’t all worked up,” You scoffed, breaking the kiss.

He laughed against your lips as he lay his body atop of you, perched up with his elbow as his other hand lightly gripped your neck, rutting his hard cock against your needy cunt. “Gator,” You gasped. 

He started to work down to your collarbone, nipping at the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of love bites. Then he positioned his mouth in between the valley of your tits. Kissing and running his tongue around your nipples through the sheer lace. “Your tits look so pretty in this, all mine,” He whispered before latching himself onto your right nipple and sucking mercilessly.

 “I need you.” You whimpered, digging your nails into his clothed shoulders.

“You need me? Then beg for it.”

You rolled your eyes at his words.

“Go on, princess, beg for me to fuck that tight little pussy of yours,” He smiled as you fondled with the buttons on his shirt, then pushing it off of him. As he returned to his spot, sucking on your tit.

“Gator, please.” You said, with tears forming in your eyes out of frustration.

“Just do what you need to do, then you’ll get my cock,” Gator said, caressing your face.

“Gator, please fuck me, I need you, I need your cock,” You whined.

“That's my good girl,” He smiled, kissing your temple as he ran his fingers on your cunt that was soaking the lace.

“Poor baby, she’s cryin’ for me,” He smirked as he pushed the thong to the side. After coating his fingers with your slick, he gently inserted two of his fingers into your hole, while simultaneously rubbing your puffy clit with his thumb. Your pussy squelched as he fingered you tenderly.

“Fuck Gates,” You yelped, throwing your head back against the pillow, feeling him pump and curl his fingers in and out of you faster. Your orgasm approaching embarrassingly quick. “ ‘m gonna cum,” You whined as he rubbed your clit faster, tears of pleasure filling your eyes.

“I can feel you, honey, sucking in my fingers. Cum all over my fingers, baby. Let me feel you fall apart all over my fingers after barely doing anything to you.” 

His words sending you over the edge. Hot tears rolled down your flushed cheeks as you came all over his fingers with a loud moan. He worked you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, licking the salty tears off your face.

“You did good for me mamas. Now roll over,” He said, sitting up slightly and tapping the side of your thigh.

You obliged to his words. Rolling over and arching your back, wiggling your butt lightly in anticipation.

“Hold on needy girl,” He chuckled as he undid his belt, kicking his pants and boxers off the bed.

He aligned his oozing tip with your sensitive cunt that was practically begging for him. He pushed his fat tip inside of you, both of you moaning at the sensation. He gripped your waist as he continued to inch into you until he bottomed out inside of you, then giving you a second to adjust.

“Gator, move please,” You mewled into the pillow beneath you.

Gator didn’t need to be told twice. He started to move slowly at first but then picked up his pace as you fucked yourself against his cock, taking in the sight of your ass rippling against his hips.

“Greedy little slut, fucking yourself on my cock,” He growled, pistoning his cock into you harder. Causing you to moan and cry louder into your pillow.

“You sound so pretty crying all over my cock,” He grunted between thrusts.

“Shit, Gator,” You moaned.

“Jesus baby, yer gonna milk me,” Gator pants. “You feel so good,” He said, kissing the back of your neck.

Your second orgasm hit you like a truck. Your legs shook as Gator thrusted into you sloppily, spilling his own release into you. Gator collapsed atop of you while you both tried to regulate your breathing. His chest was moist against your back as he panted into your ear. You could feel his cock begin to soften and the mix of your guys spend, until he pulled out, making you whimper at the loss of his cock.

You rolled over onto your back, looking at Gator, who was all flushed, his hair falling out of its hold. You didn’t look any better, remnants of mascara on your undereyes and cheeks, your hair sticking to your hairline and your lips, plumped and flushed.

“You did so good for me,” Gator said softly, pushing the hair that was stuck to your face away, then placing a soothing peck on your lips.

“I missed you,” You sighed as you wrapped your arms around Gator’s neck, pulling him in closer as he settled in the crook of your neck.

“I know, baby, I did too,” He said against your neck, kissing the skin softly.

You buckled your hips up as he made out with your neck. Teasing the tip against your folds and sighing in pleasure each time his tip dragged against your puffy clit.

“You want more?” Gator chuckled, sitting up to get a better view of your face.

“Yes,” You whined, rubbing your hand across the light stubble on his face and pulling him in for a kiss.

Gator hummed with delight against your lips as you ran your fingers through his hair, freeing it of its cast and scratching his scalp, which caused him to let out a soft whimper. When you gasped, feeling him against you, he took the opportunity to shove his tongue in your mouth.​ It was sloppy and messy. Gator was licking into your mouth like a starved man as he cupped one of your breasts while rutting his cock on your thigh. Finally breaking the kiss to gasp for air, he grabbed the base of his dick, stroking himself a few times before teasing your aching pussy that was dripping with his come. 

“Please,” You pleaded, shifting your hips up closer to chase his touch.

“You want me to fuck the cum back into you?” He said in a condescending tone while he rested the tip of his cock right where you needed it.

“Yes,” You said, letting out a desperate sigh.

He gave you a smug smile as he rubbed your clit sensitive clit with his thumb, watching you squirm under his touch as you tried to position yourself just right to get his cock into your hole.

“Dirty girl,” He tisked, removing his thumb and finally giving you what you wanted but inching at an excruciatingly slow pace, until he bottomed out once again, feeling your pussy throb over his length.

“Shit,” he murmured while starting to move. The feeling of your guys’ spend made it easy to move, and it drove Gator crazy thinking about fucking his come back into you just made him feel primal, possessive.

You locked your feet together at the small of his back, pushing him closer, and deeper with each thrust, had you moaning beneath him and scratching his back to show your enjoyment.

“Gator!” You screamed, feeling him hit that spot in you that made your brain go numb.

“Oh shit baby, fuck,” He grunted, feeling you flutter around him. “You want me to come inside of you again? Hm?” He hummed as he fucked you deeper, watching your tits bounce at the movements.

“God, y-yes,” You struggled to form words out of pleasure. You gripped onto his bicep for dear life as you came hard, your ears ringing and your vision whitening.

Gator came inside of you, gripping mercilessly on your hip, and with a soft whimper. He pulled out of you a minute after, enjoying the sight of your pussy oozing, filled with him. “Was I too rough?” He cooed, kissing your inner thighs.

“No,” You smiled as he rested your head on your thigh and began massaging them because he knows you, knows that you're going to be sore in the morning.

“Stay here,” He ordered, throwing his boxers back on and rushing to the bathroom. With that, he came back with a damp rag and cleaned you up. “Let's go to the bathroom now mamas,” He said, towering over you as you lay limp, half-lidded on the bed, picking you up delicately as he carried you to the bathroom with ease. While you used the restroom, he helped you out of your lingerie and into one of his shirts that engulfed you.

He carried you back to the bed and had the heating pad already set up as he raided the kitchen for your favorite snack. “I didn’t know what you wanted,” He laughed lightly, with a million snacks in his arms and plopping them on the bed as he turned on the TV. “Your favorite?” He hummed, scrolling the movies to put on. You just nodded in response, your mouth already full with chocolate-covered pretzels. Once the movie started, Gator lay his head onto your chest, slipping his hand under your shirt to massage your stomach.

“I’m gonna have to scrub this out later,” You laughed as you scratched his scalp with your nails.

“Want me to run you a warm bath later? Then we can shower after?” He asked, looking up at you with puppy eyes.

“That sounds nice,” You smiled, placing a kiss on his nose. “But no funny business in the shower. I’m going to need to recover,” You laughed.

“Of course,” He said softly, averting his attention back to the movie and nuzzling his head back into you.