would you ever write for 3fs or are you strictly writing for certain youtubers?
i’m only doing certain youtubers!! + i dont know him very well bc i dont watch his content 💔💔 but i’m down to watch any vids of his you wanna recommend!!!
"smit, c'mon," but his dear friend and dare he ever announce aloud leader gave him a flat look. "this is dolce."
aidan had just bought the cleanest suit he thinks he's ever owned, despite claiming he's more fashionable than his friends.
some garbage venue yumi had been hosting for the grand opening of stark tower–though kryoz liked to call it the hero's watch–had been rudely interrupted by silver surfer.
throwing his head back with a sigh, like a child, aidan took a running start, yelling "flame on!" as he burst into flames and took to the sky.
® 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙎 𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙑𝙀𝘿 . . . 𝘫𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘺𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘺𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘯
authors note !! just a teeny blurb very loosely based on a scene from the older movie (ive been rlly obsessed with chris evans lately...) but ty scratty for this clip — and ik i said id post daredevil!fitz im SO SORRY ive been busy w things lately nd everytime i try to write for him it just sounds stupid #jellyalsohasanobviousfav
“fuck, baby,” aidan cooed, his hips slamming into yours rapidly. the sounds of your sticky skin colliding filled the bedroom alongside the harmony of your moans and the squeak of the bed frame. he was propped up on his forearms, cradling the sides of your head with your legs crossed on his hips, pulling him down and further into you whenever he pushed in.
your jaw was slacked, desperate babbles falling past your open lips. aidan snapped his pelvis against your own harshly, tilting his cock upwards. your lashes fluttered as the sensation of him made you arch your back.
“that feel good, baby?” he purred into your ear. he hit the same spot again at the sound of your high pitched whine. his tip bumped against the ring of your cervix, kissing it every time he pushed into you, making you see stars. you couldn’t control the sounds that left you, as the feeling of his cock made you completely dazed.
“words, ma. wanna know how good it feels,” he kissed your temple sweetly, a complete contrast from the way he was ramming into you.
“mm—s’good, so, so good, fu–ck! there, right—hah—right there!” you rambled, squealing his name in a euphoric whine. “mm, yeah? here? this what y’want, baby?” his pace became even more unruly. surely you’d be bruised and sore by the morning.
you were struggling to keep your eyes open, the warmth of him inside you was consuming your brain. but then a gleam of light caught your eye.
his chain. the new one he had gotten recently.
and suddenly you were hyper focused on it, pupils dilating as you stared at the dangling metal.
“y’like it, baby?” he groaned. you hummed in time with his quick thrusts. “i’ll getcha one, baby, don’t worry. fuck,” he moaned, dick twitching as your walls clenched around him, snugly trapping him in.
your mouth began to hang open again, spewing weak noises back at him. aidan smirked, admiring your fucked out face and messy hair that was splayed behind your head.
you bit your lip as he repeatedly hit that sweet spot inside you, making you flutter against him. he continued to piston his cock up into you, gathering spit in his mouth as he watched how you reacted to his movements.
“open.” he ordered softly, heart swelling at your immediate obedience. as soon as you let your bottom lip free from your teeth, he spit into your mouth.
he grunted at the sight of his saliva on your tongue, watching you swallow the shiny, wet glob on instinct. “shit, baby, takin’ it so—god, so good,” his gruff, and borderline whiney, voice made you whimper, feeling him twitch inside you again.
“please. please, aidan, please cum n’me,” you begged, grabbing at his biceps to pull him closer. “m’gonna cum, baby, please!”
“shh, sweetheart, m’gonna fill y’up, okay? y’can cum, mama, s’okay, i’ll just—god damn—” his breathing became ragged as your orgasm crashed over, gushing all over his slick-covered cock.
he caught you in a kiss, swallowing your moans and letting out his own against your tongue as he came, thick ropes coating your insides.
he continued to rut his dick against your squishy walls, hips faltering as the sound of your mixed arousals filled his ears. he pulled his mouth off of yours when he stopped, saliva string breaking in the air as he ducked to rest his head against your shoulder, listening to your quickened heartbeat and labored breathing as you came down from the insane orgasm he just gave you.
blood coated the blue latex gloves you wore on your hands, medical supplies from a first aid kit littered the coffee table and couch around you. you placed the last few stitches into matt’s skin, cleaning off the area of his wounded abdomen again before placing a gauze pad over it.
“thank you, nurse,” he glanced up in your general direction, eyes shifting behind his glasses to find the mark in the air where your chest rose and fell with your breathing. “how will i ever repay you?”
you chuckled at that, removing your gloves and placing all the leftover supplies back in the box. “depends, what’re you willing to give me?”
“oh, well, i can give you a lot, actually. just name your price.” he smiled while you rolled your eyes, understanding the nod of an innuendo he was pitching.
“you barely survived last night, matt. and you’re lucky you have a sweet enough girlfriend in your bed to patch you up,” you shut the first aid kit and stood up after collecting all of the trash, discarding it in the trashcan in the kitchen.
“sooo, that’s a... no? to the innocent thanks i wanted to give you?”
“yeah, what you wanted was totally innocent,” you snorted. “c’mere,” you whispered as you made your way back over to the couch, bending down to place your lips on his.
two quick smacks of kisses is what you gave him before standing back up and pulling away, giving him a light slap on his shoulder. “oh– come onnn!” matt groaned at the loss of you, trying to grab your arm to pull you down, but you were quicker.
“get up, we’re already late,” you grinned. “let’s try to actually make it to the office before you bleed through your shirt and i have to repack your gauze.” you tossed his blazer towards him, watching him catch it with ease before walking to your shared bedroom to grab your heels.
all matt did was sigh, listening to you click clack around the apartment as he reluctantly stood up and buttoned his shirt, wishing you could’ve spared him at least another minute for some more ‘innocent’ kissing.
“fuck, baby,” aidan cooed, his hips slamming into yours rapidly. the sounds of your sticky skin colliding filled the bedroom alongside the harmony of your moans and the squeak of the bed frame. he was propped up on his forearms, cradling the sides of your head with your legs crossed on his hips, pulling him down and further into you whenever he pushed in.
your jaw was slacked, desperate babbles falling past your open lips. aidan snapped his pelvis against your own harshly, tilting his cock upwards. your lashes fluttered as the sensation of him made you arch your back.
“that feel good, baby?” he purred into your ear. he hit the same spot again at the sound of your high pitched whine. his tip bumped against the ring of your cervix, kissing it every time he pushed into you, making you see stars. you couldn’t control the sounds that left you, as the feeling of his cock made you completely dazed.
“words, ma. wanna know how good it feels,” he kissed your temple sweetly, a complete contrast from the way he was ramming into you.
“mm—s’good, so, so good, fu–ck! there, right—hah—right there!” you rambled, squealing his name in a euphoric whine. “mm, yeah? here? this what y’want, baby?” his pace became even more unruly. surely you’d be bruised and sore by the morning.
you were struggling to keep your eyes open, the warmth of him inside you was consuming your brain. but then a gleam of light caught your eye.
his chain. the new one he had gotten recently.
and suddenly you were hyper focused on it, pupils dilating as you stared at the dangling metal.
“y’like it, baby?” he groaned. you hummed in time with his quick thrusts. “i’ll getcha one, baby, don’t worry. fuck,” he moaned, dick twitching as your walls clenched around him, snugly trapping him in.
your mouth began to hang open again, spewing weak noises back at him. aidan smirked, admiring your fucked out face and messy hair that was splayed behind your head.
you bit your lip as he repeatedly hit that sweet spot inside you, making you flutter against him. he continued to piston his cock up into you, gathering spit in his mouth as he watched how you reacted to his movements.
“open.” he ordered softly, heart swelling at your immediate obedience. as soon as you let your bottom lip free from your teeth, he spit into your mouth.
he grunted at the sight of his saliva on your tongue, watching you swallow the shiny, wet glob on instinct. “shit, baby, takin’ it so—god, so good,” his gruff, and borderline whiney, voice made you whimper, feeling him twitch inside you again.
“please. please, aidan, please cum n’me,” you begged, grabbing at his biceps to pull him closer. “m’gonna cum, baby, please!”
“shh, sweetheart, m’gonna fill y’up, okay? y’can cum, mama, s’okay, i’ll just—god damn—” his breathing became ragged as your orgasm crashed over, gushing all over his slick-covered cock.
he caught you in a kiss, swallowing your moans and letting out his own against your tongue as he came, thick ropes coating your insides.
he continued to rut his dick against your squishy walls, hips faltering as the sound of your mixed arousals filled his ears. he pulled his mouth off of yours when he stopped, saliva string breaking in the air as he ducked to rest his head against your shoulder, listening to your quickened heartbeat and labored breathing as you came down from the insane orgasm he just gave you.
blood coated the blue latex gloves you wore on your hands, medical supplies from a first aid kit littered the coffee table and couch around you. you placed the last few stitches into matt’s skin, cleaning off the area of his wounded abdomen again before placing a gauze pad over it.
“thank you, nurse,” he glanced up in your general direction, eyes shifting behind his glasses to find the mark in the air where your chest rose and fell with your breathing. “how will i ever repay you?”
you chuckled at that, removing your gloves and placing all the leftover supplies back in the box. “depends, what’re you willing to give me?”
“oh, well, i can give you a lot, actually. just name your price.” he smiled while you rolled your eyes, understanding the nod of an innuendo he was pitching.
“you barely survived last night, matt. and you’re lucky you have a sweet enough girlfriend in your bed to patch you up,” you shut the first aid kit and stood up after collecting all of the trash, discarding it in the trashcan in the kitchen.
“sooo, that’s a... no? to the innocent thanks i wanted to give you?”
“yeah, what you wanted was totally innocent,” you snorted. “c’mere,” you whispered as you made your way back over to the couch, bending down to place your lips on his.
two quick smacks of kisses is what you gave him before standing back up and pulling away, giving him a light slap on his shoulder. “oh– come onnn!” matt groaned at the loss of you, trying to grab your arm to pull you down, but you were quicker.
“get up, we’re already late,” you grinned. “let’s try to actually make it to the office before you bleed through your shirt and i have to repack your gauze.” you tossed his blazer towards him, watching him catch it with ease before walking to your shared bedroom to grab your heels.
all matt did was sigh, listening to you click clack around the apartment as he reluctantly stood up and buttoned his shirt, wishing you could’ve spared him at least another minute for some more ‘innocent’ kissing.
dean had gone inside the gas station, surely scoping out the whole place in desperate search of the pie section in the mini bakery. which left you and sam to pass the time amongst yourselves.
it hadn’t even been a full two minutes until sam cramped himself in the backseat of the impala, practically pouncing on you against the leather seats, which quickly began to grow sticky from the shared sweat. the windows fogged, and baby’s metal frame rocked above the parking lot’s pavement. sam was balls deep inside you, rocking and grinding his hips to sheath his fat cock through your meaty walls.
“g.. god—mm, fuck, sam—” your fingers threaded through the brunette strands on his head, clutching in time with the strong clench your pussy gave him, pulling him into you in both ways. sam moaned against your lips before sealing them with his own, a low grumble vibrating from his adam’s apple as you continued to pull him down by his hair.
the mutual gush between your bodies rang in your ears and coated the seats of dean’s precious car. sam ducked his head until it was snugly tucked into the crook between your neck and shoulder, placing hot, slobbery kisses and sucking bruises on the skin of your collarbones.
sam shuddered as he came inside you, feeling his release begin to travel back to your opening and leak over the leather beneath the two of you. your lips clashed together once more as you rode out your highs, breaking with the quick sound of your mixed saliva, right as the bell to the gas station doors rang again, signaling dean’s return.
droid got swatted on stream bro what the actual fuck are we doing. thats not a funny prank, thats INSANE. wasting everybody’s time AND instilling fear when he did NOTHING.
i wasnt on stream during this, but a moot who was just told me ab it. i’m just glad him and his dogs are okay!! bc apparently all chat could hear was screaming and oso barking :(
you sat on the couch with your boyfriend and his dogs, eating late night snacks while watching a movie as neither of you could sleep, and the one you had seen in theaters was finally out on digital. so you made the executive decision to watch it.
it was nearing the end when you had finished your snack of choice, and jaime was on the last few bites of his yogurt. you always found it odd how he ate it with a plastic fork; and his utensil of choice is probably why you caught a glimpse of some leftover yogurt on his bottom lip, failing to have been caught by his tongue.
you smiled to yourself at the quick thought that had popped up into your mind, before slowly surging towards his side of the couch.
you had your legs over his lap at first, now crossing them and pushing yourself over the space that separated you to meet up with his face. then you poked your tongue out, licking up the stray yogurt from his lip, watching it softly recoil from how quick you had done it.
you settled back into your spot as your boyfriend turned with a confused look of flared nostrils and the start of a laugh forming on his mouth. “wha- what was that for?”
and all you responded with was: “yogurt.” with a quick point to your own mouth before focusing back on the tv screen. which left jaime with a pink tint to his cheeks as he smiled at you, and your cute little way of cleaning him up.
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