usfw.

usfw blog for @flmed

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usfw blog for @flmed ; here you can find headcanons, preference, prompts, pictures, gifs of usfw johann. i'll answer things blatantly without read more button but if we write usfw on the main account, that's okay! &. i'll write underneath the read more option. i'll ask you beforehand for the discretion &. words that you might find uncomfortable to create a safe space for everyone ❤️.

johann is bisexual, women-leaning, &. dominant - top; which means he's very selective on his rendezvous with men &. he'll be the dominant one .

REFERENCES ; HEADCANONS ; PROMPTS ; WISHLIST

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aphrodisiac.

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what's personal space?

[popcultureds]

HIT MAN (2023) dir. Richard Linklater

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post-nut clarity (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)

[tylerposey]

We can have a fair fight.

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* @parieur

[sirdusangabrielson]

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i know i have written & said that jo is rough in bed, but he's not a sadomasochist; he doesn't want to hurt his partner ( inflict blood, using toys that will leave permanent marks etc) but he is also enjoy choking and marking for his &. their pleasures. he's in middle of ' sadomasochism ' level.

[greyexousia]

I want you!

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him gets topped but takes control of the whole thing (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

[midfieldrs]

she’s dripping, she knows this already. she’s wet from their heated kisses, the feeling of his groin beneath hers as she rocks her hips, the sound of his low voice… why does she want to fuck him? she almost scoffs at such a question, but instead presses the tips of her nails into his pec, “ why wouldn’t i? why would i not want to fuck you? “ she nearly growls, but is stopped from doing so by his lips and teeth on her soft neck, tongue lapping over what damage he does there. she’s glad to have him pinned beneath her, but for a second her mind wanders in anticipation- tanya has flashes of him fucking her where they sit, against the wall over there, maybe with her chest pressed against the dining table or her soft duvet. it makes her moan a little, just the thought. the thought of being fucked by him…

tan starts moving her hips again, hit and flush against his pelvis, “ i know. ” she says firmly, “ i don’t want to turn back, coach. “ she briefly wonders if he’d ever watched her body when she trained, played. if he’d ever thought of her in this way, “ i want you to fuck me. “ it’s a slight whine of need and desperation, one of her own hands reaching down to undo his button, his fly, then her own before snaking her hand into the front of her underwear and withdrawing it, showing him her fingers, slick with her wetness, “ wanna taste? “ she smirks, her other hand sorting his underwear so she might be able to wrap her hand around his cock.

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a soft chuckle is emitting 'tween her thunderous beats within her pulse as he nibbles upon her tender skin; the question has become a fervent pray of what she seeks from him as he savours the soft whines that are coming from her lips . . . but he wants more than just soft whines that comes from his bites, which encourages him to slap her backside &. soothing the sudden inflict of pain, but he gets to see her ardently rocking her hips against his pelvis, ‘ answer me with a real answer. why do you want to fuck me? ’

the question has become a command; a praise that he needs as a confirmation that intoxication isn't the reason for her palpable desire to be devoured by him; he watches her with a saccharine simper lulling her to offer him her taste, &. he gracefully grasps the woman's wrist &. brings it around his mouth; the tips of her fingers are brushing against the bottom of his lip, sweetening his lip before he inserts her fingers to his mouth. tongue is licking her fingers within a circular motion before he sucks upon it. he doesn't see how she trembles from his teasing as he closes his eyes, but he can feel her hand is reaching for his shaft &. he breathes through his nose as her hand is engulfing the tip of his cock.

‘ sweet as ever, ’ he mumbles against her fingers as he moves slightly to give a space for her to stroking him, but his hand is slithering 'tween her backsides to delicately teasing the her; letting her wetness coating him as his fingers are brushing upon her lips &. entrance . . . softly, &. yet deliberately, to rile her as he doesn't thrust his fingers into her, ‘ aren't you embarrassed that i made you fucking wet by my kisses? imagine how wet you will be when i fuck you from under . . your come dripping to my cock, is that what you want? ’

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after-sex smoke.

[greelin]

“you fucking that old man?” until his hips fucking shatter, baby!

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  happy sunday! here's another assortment of smut / nsfw dialogue prompts but with more explicit language. a dirtier sequel to my other, more subtle, smut prompt list. please do not interact if you are under eighteen. )

❛ you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do. ❜

❛ you're mine, and i take care of what belongs to me. ❜

❛ i want to fuck you so badly. ❜

❛ i want you to fuck me so badly. ❜

❛ do you really think you’re in a position to give orders? ❜

❛ please. make me feel good. no one else can like you. ❜

❛ you can call me whatever you want, baby. ❜

❛ be good, and i'll fuck you / let you fuck me. ❜

❛ we're going to fuck right here? what if someone sees us? ❜

❛ that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me. ❜

❛ do whatever you want with me, i'm yours. ❜

❛ your body was made for mine. ❜

❛ you keep your hands where they are or i'll tie them up. ❜

❛ you want gentle? wrong fucking address. ❜

❛ have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it. ❜

❛ it's my thigh or nothing. i'm not helping you get off. ❜

❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜

❛ i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now. ❜

❛ i can see you enjoy having the upper hand for once. ❜

❛ you're such a fucking tease, you know that? ❜

❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜

❛ come in me. i need you to fill me up. ❜

❛ now, i'll ask again, are you going to be good for me? ❜

❛ we both know how much you're going to enjoy this. ❜

❛ i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making. ❜

❛ you can take my clothes off for me. ❜

❛ begging is a good look for you. ❜

❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜

❛ i'd say you need someone to put you in your place. ❜

❛ so good for me. look how much you came. ❜

❛ i can take care of you. you won't need anyone but me. ❜

❛ it made them hard to see me bleed. just like it's making you hard. ❜

❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜

❛ i want to see how pretty you look with your lips around my dick / strap. ❜

❛ i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty. ❜

❛ you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. ❜

❛ you came so fast, i barely even touched you. ❜

❛ do what you want, but you'd better make it good or i'll kill you. ❜

❛ as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more. ❜

❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜

❛ someone's needy. ❜

❛ you taste like heaven. ❜

❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜

❛ i'm going to put that mouth of yours to good use. ❜

❛ you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten. ❜

❛ you'll be begging for me by the time i'm through with you. ❜

❛ let me stay like this in you for a little bit. ❜

❛ look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one. ❜

❛ was it good for you too? it's never been like that before. you've never been like this before. ❜

❛ is that how you usually get out of these situations? by fucking your way out of them? ❜

❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜

[cann1bal-kitt3n-x]

crash (1996)

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honestly, this was not her plan -- this hadn't been something on her mind in the slightest, but even so.. here they were. it'd been one of those spur of the moment things, he'd wrapped up with training at the same time she had and after bumping into one another in the parking lot, they'd somehow made plans to meet for dinner, a glass of wine. usually, doing the same thing with someone was a little dull to tanya but with johann it was always a great meeting of minds, she bounced off of him, felt like she was finally on the same level as someone else.. it was refreshing.

thankfully she'd always picked low-key places to eat or hang out with people for the pure fact that she was ms ballon d'or winner twenty twenty three, she didn't want people to be whispering about what friends she ate dinner with. it was a small italian place near enough to her apartment that she'd go to on her cheat days, they'd eaten and had wine and laughed and kindly she'd offered him to come to hers when the manager came and murmured about them closing soon. it's dark on the quiet streets of london, eleven at night and people not populating these streets like usual and there was just a moment when she's talking about which way they needed to walk where a lamp light cast onto his features and she was struck with just how handsome he was. she wasn't sure how long she'd been staring at him before she'd stepped up on the tips of her toes to hesitantly, to gently press her lips to his, but once she had it all fell apart.

a five minute walk to her flat turned into a thirty minute one, the two of them stealing away in the dark little alleyway near to the restaurant, her petite frame pinned to the wall and her strong arms tight around his neck, kissing him with fire, nipping at his lower lip and even going as far as to hook a finger into the belt loops of his trousers, pulling his hips closer to hers. it all makes her giggle in a low, wicked little way and her pupils are blown wide by the time her front door is slammed behind them.

she's the one who pins him this time, straddling his lap and pressing her groin so close to his, chest pressed flush against his body and her lips claiming his once more, moaning into him; this really was only meant to be dinner. dinner and a glass of wine. and a chat. but she's got herself pressed close to him and her lips trail and she's nipping at his earlobe, cool hand snaking up under his shirt as she whispers, breath as warm as hellfire, " i'd quite like to fuck you. " @flmed.

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the cautious, bashful kisses 'neath the dimmed lamp-post have become an enormity of unfulfilled desire, with each nipping &. tug 'tween lips and teeth whispering salacious quips that telltale the scandalous imaginations .. even when her body entrapping him as she asserts herself to her; revealing her own desire to be known by him, of which he never thought that he would ever recognised from her .. despite the apparent glances, or exuberant confidence emitting from her whenever he walks to the pitch during her session . . . the man's still oblivious enough to be wanted by her. even when he is subjected to her suggestive roll of her hips against his clothed waist.

‘ . . . why do you want to fuck me? ’ seemingly an innocuous question, however within spontaneity, the man's lips are quirking into an impish simper, with his calloused hands trailing down to the inside of her shirt; brushing against the naked skin within, which elicits an involuntary sigh before it begins. her hands may have started roaming upon his chest, however he is familiar with the sensation, however for her, it may have been different as he swiftly undoing her straps &. cascade to pelvis . . . audaciously slinking his hand to the inside of her pants whilst the other's gathering her fallen tresses to be put aside thus his lips are nibbling upon her neck. palm deliberately clasping upon her rear, with tongue soothing the audacious bites on her skin before murmuring the sweet-nothings, ‘ you do know i shouldn't do this to you right? like, there'll be no stopping on this. there's no turning back. do you want to fuck me with your cunt that much, hm? ’

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@desireur distraction &. oral, from here

the audible sound of thunderous hoofs &. clamorous shots within the film is drowning the reluctant grunts of unexpected submission; tongue is engulfing the tip of his shaft whilst his brows are furrowing into contorted pleasure that makes him unable to watch their random film they have chosen to alleviate their stress from the upcoming examinations . . . his calloused fingers are pulling the man's short tresses as an unconscious decision to buckle his hips against the other's lips; even if it is unwanted movement, that makes his cock reaches the deepest proximity he didn't know that he could do it to him,

‘ ah. shit. god. ’ johann is reaching for the remote control as the shoot-out between the authorities &. the criminals has distracting him from hearing the man's salacious sound as he retracts himself from his cock; judgmental gaze is coruscating from the other, whilst an equal glare shoots upon him, ‘ what? that's what you get when you distract me from watching this fucking john wayne movie, ’

nonetheless, he chuckles eventually merely because the thought of the actor in the movie would screeching if he knows he becomes a subject of boredom that leads into an impromptu foreplay. his thumb is brushing the man's corner of lips, whilst he mumbling under his laboured sigh, ‘ . . . go easy. use your tongue slowly. i still have a date with annushka tonight. don't bite my dick, or i'll cut yours. ’