just reread your pope fic with the belt and i can't stop thinking about pope fucking his girl's ass as a punishment. maybe he caught her playing with herself without permission and now she's lost the privilege of him using her pussy, maybe he's just being mean and using anything as an excuse
i’m writing this immediately.. accidentally posted my draft of it but this will be coming veryyy soon <3
𐂯 — pope loves watching you use your webcam to help him feel good
warnings! camgirl!reader, pervert!pope, mutual masturbation, sex toys, and sugar daddy kink (?) hi guys i’m back heh
slowly typing in his username and password, which he didn’t know how to nor did he want to save automatically, pope adjusted himself in his seat awkwardly, touching his hair and mumbling greetings he likely wouldn’t use.
it started a little before he got out of prison; he wanted connection and from good behavior, he got limited access to computers. the guards couldn’t blame him, you were a sight to look at. always in a mini skirt and cleavage showing, moving around like nobody’s business. when you started allowing private video chats, pope was the first to sign up.
you accepted the call and watched at his face lit up nervously, a flow of blood rushing to his cheeks. “hi, pope,” you smiled sweetly as usual and giggled.
he shook his head, “i said last time you can call me andrew. you can call me whatever you’d like.”
noted.
“okay, andrew. i like how eager you are to see me. have you been busy?” you asked.
he tilted his head from side to side, reluctant to answer, but being sucked in by your pretty lips and even prettier eyes. he felt shame for reaching for his zipper so early. the one time he was home alone and he knew he needed to use it wisely.
pope spoke up, a hint of sarcasm in his words, “it’s hard to be busy when you’re.. getting back to people. ever since i was released, i mean.. yeah.”
he cut himself off in fear of sounding pitiful, which was the last thing he needed you to see. he massaged his thumb against his clothed tip, feeling the denim tent under his touch.
“you’re so needy, we just started, sweetheart,” you smiled.
pope’s eyes flickered down to his leaking precum and shifted his jeans to his knees, “sorry, i just really, really missed you.”
tension in his chest rose as he caught himself holding his breath. the poor man sighed and shivered from the breeze that touched his bare stomach as he slowly lifted off his shirt and set it away. pope grabbed his laptop screen and tilted it down to show you how hard he was.
“take your pants off for me, andrew.”
he did as you said, every word, until he was stripped in his boxers with his cock exposed and hot from his touch. pope’s breath hitched as he looked at his screen every few seconds, watching you as you fingered yourself. on the edge of your bed was a toy he requested beforehand, a small black bullet vibrator he begged for you to bully your clit with.
pope whined, “wanna see you so bad. i wanna feel you,” he hissed as he spurted cum faster than he thought he would, not stopping his jerking movements. “let me buy you more toys.. only for me to see.”
just on the edge of release, you struggled to reply if he even wanted one; his tone was between demanding and desperate.
“as long as you pay for them, okay?”
he nodded and squeezed his tip with a clenched jaw, eyes bored onto his screen as he reached to split his tabs.
pope’s hand never left his cock as he transferred money over. he felt himself grow harder at the thought of boxes being delivered to you and watching you open them to use your new toys. he wanted the best quality for you; he wanted everything he sent engraved with his initial.
your hips bucked at the vibration and you spread your legs further to show him how wet you were before leaking cum on the sheets with a soft moan.
“i hate that you’re behind a screen,” he breathed out, “please?”
he wanted to touch you, really touch you. and pope would spend the rest of his time planning a date. the thought of spending time with you lessened his worry about his brothers finding out what he used most of his cut from the job for.
Lowkey dislike where they put the “comments”. Instead of being beside the “post”, “likes” and “following” tab on our profile, it should be where our messages and notifications!!
it feels like an unnecessary feature to me ngl i’m just not interested in others seeing what i say when i don’t say much important 😭 but agreed it should definitely be where the communication tabs are 🤌
no freaky thoughts today i have nothing in my brain but
imagine sitting on lester’s lap trying on lipstick and then kissing his face to see which stains him so you can wear those the most as a way to mark him even more than just biting and hickeys
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absolutely yes. lipstick stains are lester’s second favorite markings, he’ll spend his money on all your products just to indirectly wear them after a makeout session 🤌
going off my other ask about the heat imagine you and lester are laying in bed both naked with the thinnest blanket you have and he just keeps trying to cuddle you and ur like “babe please…it’s too hot get away” so he lowkey pulls you into him before laying on top of you while refusing to be moved while he rests his head on your bare tits… and u both wake up soaked in sweat but his arms are still locked around your waist so u lowkey just stroke his bald ass head
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waking up in a sweat with lester omg just imagine the a/c running like fucking crazy. humming in the back while he lays his head between your tits and leaves sticky kisses on your nipples and you stroke his head waittttt
it’s canon that lester smells like talcum powder, sweat and old leather!!
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i did not know this and it sounds really accurate to what i thought in my head. he better rub on some cocoa butter before he comes near me sorry not sorry guys 😭
hii cerena!! i hope ur doing well, i recently finished reading the dark avengers run (where lester dresses up as hawkeye) and it was soo good you should absolutely read it if you haven’t! a lot of lester thoughts have come from this run…
but in the run he and karla sofen almost fuck in the avengers meeting room in front of some agents with security cameras around them (granted she was only doing it to piss off norman osborne) and i feel like that has so much potential to think about… like being an “avenger” with lester and having to go to galas (actually happens in the run) and act all nice with each other
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imagine kind of hating lester and seeing his potential as beyond dress up. the two of you attend galas, mimics of heroes, and just as the first toast is made, the rumor makes it back to you that there’s something between you guys. champagne, playing nice, and a rumor that norman started to boost the publicity of his new team. idk i find this neat!
i have seen some stuff from the dark avengers run, but i plan to fully ready soon!!
hey man, how're you doing ?? hope your day is going well !!
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i got off work a while ago, been a bit drained and bored. i started writing like crazy last night oh my goodness! ao3 work coming soon and more blurbs. requests are #open as of now. hope you’re well <33
omg i just sent the asmr ask and just thought of this but hear me out she does asmr on him! idk i just think andrew would love that
i’ve been seeing a lot of medplay asmr (no shade to me) but imagine her doing asmr with his stuff specifically. his handgun, his belt, his leather jacket, and ruffling his hair all while whispering and tapping his face. so adorable, especially when she asks every two seconds “does that sound good?”
thinking about andrew having a girlfriend who loves asmr at first he thinks it’s weird but then starts falling to sleep to it at night with her heheheehe🫣🫣
wait this is so cute.. she has her laptop open in bed while he’s trying to sleep and refuses to put headphones on and he goes “can you not fall asleep normally?” and she just skips through the long video. days later, he’s closer snuggled to her asking to skip back five seconds to the sound of crunchy slime 😭