can i be honest for a second i think heartbreak girl is actually a very sweet and caring song especially for the age when they wrote bc yk teenage boys are kind of the meanest creatures ever and here comes calum yearning his 15yo old heart out like awwww
nobody but us, bodies together | allie hayes + dean di laurentis
âRough practice?â You ask, reaching out to Dean as he practically slams the bedroom door open, slamming it back closed behind him. You reach a hand out, tugging the hem of his shirt slightly to let him fall onto the bed between you and Allie. âYou wouldnât want to know,â he growls, his eyes darkening with that familiar fiery gaze.
contents â 18+ content, smut, graphic descriptions of sex, porn without plot, profanities, established polyamorous relationship, slightly mean dom!dean, switch!allie, sub!reader, one (1) slap, teasing, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, dirty talk, slight orgasm delay, finger sucking, untouched ejaculation, dean is an eaterâ˘ď¸who eats for his pleasure, allie is a tits girl, mention of period, mention of blood, all acts are completely consensual! kindly let me know if i missed anything!
word count â 1.7k | title â pillowtalk by zayn
gabby says â this is a repost from my old blog, @fictionallygabby. i have decided to start my blog all over, so please feel free to read here for the explanation.
You and Allie perk up from your places in her bed, tangled beneath the sheets as you watch TikToks of animals on your phone.
âRough practice?â You ask, reaching out to Dean as he practically slams the bedroom door open, slamming it back closed behind him. You reach a hand out, tugging the hem of his shirt slightly to let him fall onto the bed between you and Allie.
âYou wouldnât want to know,â he growls, his eyes darkening with that familiar fiery gaze.
He looks between his girls, and Allie immediately raises her arms in surrender.
âI canât, babe, Iâm on my period,â she murmurs, sitting up to place tender kisses along his jawline, down to his neck. âIâm sorry.â
âYou know I do not mind a little blood,â he whispers, turning his head to meet her lips in a rough, almost bruising kiss that leaves her in a daze when he pulls away. âBut Iâm not forcing you, babydoll.â
Due to Allie running her fingers through them, Deanâs hair is already a mess when his darkened eyes flit over to you, and a shiver runs down your spine at the intensity of his gaze.
âCome here,â you whisper, holding your arms out, but he does not take them. Instead, he grabs a hold of your legs and tugs you towards him with a wolfish grin. You squeal, your hands flying to his shoulder.
Your hands stay on his shoulders when he leans in, crashing his lips to yours in another rough kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth. You moan into his mouth, your back arching towards him.
âMy girls taste so fucking good,â he groans, his lips trailing down to your jawline, then lowering to your neck. He nips at the sensitive point right below your jaw, and you let out a shaky breath. He chuckles darkly at your response to his kisses. âSensitive already? Our sensitive girl.â
âIsnât she so sweet?â Allie coos, crawling across the bed over to you. She holds your chin delicately, gently tilting your head and pressing a sweet kiss to your lips.
The stark contrast between Deanâs rough treatment and Allieâs sweet indulgence is making your head spin, and it is evident in the way your words turn incoherent as you babble, âpleaseâ.
âPlease what, sweet girl?â Allie whispers against your lips, âTell our Dean what you want, baby.â
Your brain does not immediately process her words, and Dean tuts, crawling back up to hold your face in his larger hand. His palm connects with your cheek in a light slapânot enough to hurt but enough to catch your attention. âYou were asked a question, baby. Do you want to be punished?â
You moan at the sudden, slight sting, and they both laugh at that. Answering his question, shake your head with a feeble, âNo.â
âThen tell me what you want, baby,â Dean whispers, looking intently into your eyes that are now glazed over with lust and want. âWhat does our baby want?â
Meanwhile, Allie is peppering kisses all over your skinâeverywhere she can reach: your face, your neck, the exposed skin of your shoulder.
You so badly want to respond, but your mind keeps coming up blank. âFuck,â you gasp anyway, âPlease touch me.â
âBut he is touching you, pretty,â Allie croons teasingly, trailing featherlight down your torso until she reaches the waistband of your shorts. âDo you want to be touched right hereâŚâ She trails her hand lower. ââŚor lower?â
âRight thereââ You gasp as her palm cups your wet heat over the fabrics. âI need more, please.â
âGood girl,â Dean groans, finally crawling back down. âGood fucking girl, babydoll.â
Meanwhile, Allie nudges you to sit up with a soft, âSit up for me a bit, baby.â She then takes her place behind you and pulls you close, your back now pressed to her chest. While Dean is hooking his fingers into your shorts and sliding them down your legs, Allie is pulling your shirt over your head, leaving you completely bare in your partnersâ hold.
âSo beautiful,â Dean murmurs, spreading your thighs and placing your legs on each of his broad shoulders. He kisses down from your knees into your inner thighs, close enough to feel his hot breath on your pussy. âAnd all ours. Isnât that right, Allie-cat?â
Allie giggles in reply, brushing your hair to the side to kiss your neck and your nape sweetly, purringâ
âAll ours,â
âin between kisses, her free hand toying with your pebbled nipple.
The sensation Allie is giving, along with the cool air breezing over your pussy, makes you shiver and arch into your girlfriendâs touch. Your lips part in a silent moan.
âWeâve got you, sweetheart,â Dean murmurs, stroking your thighs as he watches Allie touch and kiss you. âWeâve got you. Just relax for us.â
âDean, please,â you whine, your hips lifting off the bed in an attempt to shift closer to your boyfriendâs face. âPlease do something. I need itâI need you.â
âI got you,â Dean groans out before diving in between your parted thighs. You cry out as soon as his mouth comes in contact with your throbbing cunt, his tongue swiping up and down, side to side, everywhere.
Your hips buck, grinding yourself against his face. He does not stop youâinstead, he moans and groans into your cunt, the vibrations sending jolts of electricity straight into your core.
Meanwhile, Allieâs hands continue twiddling with your nipples, her lips kissing and whispering filth into your skin as you whimper and moan into the heated air of the bedroom, âyou are doing so, so well for us, good girl. Thatâs it, fuck Deanâs face, baby, hump his face. Does that feel good? Yeah, I bet it does. Uh-huh?â
The multiple continuous sensations all over your body are enough to make your body tremble, your thighs close in around Deanâs head, and one of your hands grip Allieâs forearms, your nails leaving crescent marks in their wake, while your other hand is buried in Deanâs hair, pulling and tugging at the right moments. The slight sting of his scalp is pleasurable enough to make him whimper into your pussy.
As if swiping his tongue all over your clit is not enough, Dean wraps his lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves and sucks. You cry out in response, jerking in their hold and arching as far as humanely possible.
âOh, yeah,â Allie moans at the sight of your pleasure skyrocketing. âFuck, baby, if only you can see how so fucking good you look right nowâboth of you.â
Dean grins into your cunt, his eyes trailing up to meet both of yours from between your thighs. He sucks again to see your reaction, and god, he gets even more turned on at the sight: your body jerking and trembling, your lips parting in a silent scream, your eyes rolling back in pleasure. He moans louder into you as you tug harder at his hair.
He pulls away for air and reprieve, causing you to whine at the loss, but your disappointment does not last long as he dives back in, doubling down on his efforts this time.
âOh God,â you cry out, the knot in your core tightening with every passing second Dean spends between your legs. âIâm so close, Dean!â
âHe knows, baby, he knows,â Allie coos, also intensifying her efforts on pleasuring your tits. âYou are so, so close, arenât you, baby? Should we let you cum?â
Dean grins against you, pulling away just as you reach your peak. His hands stroke your thighs soothingly, while you groan in frustration, your eyes snapping down to where he lies on his stomach beneath you.
âRelax, sweetheart,â he murmurs, slipping two fingers into your mouth. âSuck my fingers like youâre sucking my dick, pretty. Get them nice and wet for me. Thatâs it, good girl.â He groans at the sight of you sucking his fingers, swirling your tongue all over the digits.
He slowly pulls his fingers out and lies back down between your legs, placing them on his shoulders once again. He prods at your entrance teasingly before pushing his thick fingers slowly into your pussy. His dark eyes do not leave your face as he watches every single expression that flashes across. He curls his fingers just right and watches as you struggle and thrash in Allieâs hold. âYou can take it, sweetheart. You wanted this, remember? Thatâs it. Youâre doing so well.â
Meanwhile, Allie has her arms tight around you to prevent you from moving too much and potentially hurting yourself or them. She strokes your skin soothingly, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, âJust a bit more, baby. Youâre almost there, we know. Good girlâso sweet and beautiful for us.â
To add to your pleasure, Dean takes your clit back into his mouth and sucks as he pumps his fingers into you, the tips nudging that sweet spot inside you. His hips rut against the sheets as he moans into your clit.
The knot in your core coils tighter and tighter until they finally snap. You stiffen in Allieâs arms for a few moments before your body spasms as the waves of your orgasm crashes and flows through you.
Allie holds you through it, still whispering into your ear as she soothes you with her touch.
Dean continues pumping his fingers slowly into you, but he parts from your clit, letting you ride your high until the overstimulation turns into sharp jabs of pain with every move and your hands are tapping his shoulder urgently.
He slowly withdraws his fingers then, licking his fingers clean with a satisfied groan. He slowly lowers your legs on the bed, gently massaging the sore spots.
When he sits up, you and Allie gasp at the wet patch on his low slung gray sweatpants, right over his clothed erection.
âSee how good you make me feel, sweetheart?â He murmurs, kissing your lips softly. âYou okay?â
âIâm okay.â You nod, still slightly breathless. You then turn to Allie, kissing her cheek. âAre you okay, gorgeous?â
âOh, Iâm more than okay, pretty.â She grins, leaning in to kiss Dean this time. She groans as she tastes you on his lips. âFuck, you taste so fucking good together. Itâs insane.â
âWeâre all insane here, gorgeous.â He grins boyishly, but his eyes soften as they look over you. âThink you can walk? You need to pee, sweetheart.â
âYeah, I think so.â
Soon enough, the three of you are tangled beneath the freshly changed sheets with you lying in betweenâtheir perfect girl.
Hey, how is everyone??? This will hopefully be the last post about this, but sadly kathrinesblog1202 has created another account kathieleewrites. Sheâs already stealing I recognized the work. sorry for clogging the tags.
Please reblog to reach more people, block her and tell NHL writers so they can do the same.
She also confessed to stealing to 19yr old Maya (who doesnât want to be tagged) she sent me the screenshots.
Iâd like to add for if she or anyone else who takes without consideration, that there is a difference between taking inspiration and plagiarism. If you took inspiration more that a few words different and would hold minor similarities e.g. theme/concept or word choice. Plagiarism is taking something and presenting as your own when itâs not.
Proof under the the line/view thingy
The missing message before your putting word in my mouth was âbut thatâs not what you saidâ I donât want to add more photos
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