more rocktiz x grace x reader smut… this time they’re takin turns (how polite)
“You feel- mmf soo good,” Grace pants in your ear, his hips grinding up into yours, pushing his cock impossibly deeper into you, filling you with his cum.
Rocky sat beside your head, stroking himself leisurely as he watched the two of you.
“Grace finish? Rocky turn now?”
“Yeah pal- your turn now,” Grace mumbles, kissing your cheek before pulling out gently and rolling over to collapse in a boneless puddle beside you.
Rocky wastes no time, crawling on top of you and manhandling you into position so your hips are slightly tilted up.
“Ah wait rock—“ your request to go slow catches in your throat as he eases his hard length inside of you.
He lets out a pleased sigh as he bottoms out, the remainder of Grace’s cum spilling out into the sheets below you. Your hand reaches out to find Grace’s as Rocky begins thrusting into you.
Already sensitive from your first round- it doesn’t take much for you to cum.
Thankfully Rocky has enough restraint to stop, leaning down to press his forehead against yours.
“Human so sensitive,” he coos down at you, “No stamina at all.”
“Mhmm,” you mumble, tears roll down your face from overstimulation as he starts moving again.
“Rocky go slow, give time for you leaky space blob to recover.”
Recover- right.. this was going to be a long night…
smut 18+, mdni
KINKTOBER 2025 MASTERLIST
warnings: explicit sexual content, face-sitting, oral (f receiving), praise kink, desperation, crying during sex, dom!Reader elements, tongue + finger stimulation, clit worship, overstimulation, confession during sex, emotional sex, deep intimacy kink, and deep penetration, creampie
A/N: Hello loves, This is our last Doctor smut for this Kinktober. Let’s give our silly space man the sinful send-off he deserves 😏 Hope you enjoy every second of it 💋
You didn’t recognize the sounds coming out of your own mouth.
High, desperate little gasps and broken cries slipped between your lips as your body trembled above him, thighs clamped around his head like you were trying to crush the life out of him. He groaned into your cunt like he wanted that. Like being smothered by you was a privilege. A holy thing. And you believed it, too. The way he worshipped you, tongue buried deep, nose pressed to your clit, hands bruising your hips just to hold you still, this was devotion. Filthy. Fierce. Reverent.
You could feel it in every lap of his tongue, every eager rut of his face against your slick folds. He wasn’t trying to get you off. He was trying to ruin you.
And worse, he wanted you to ruin him right back.
Your hands clawed through his hair, fingers yanking at the thick tufts with no rhythm or control. You ground down harder, chasing the next high, the next tremor. He moaned at the weight of you, like he couldn’t get enough. The sound vibrated into your clit and pulled a scream from your throat, your whole body seizing above him.
“Doctor,” you sobbed, unable to say anything else. “Oh my god... Doctor!”
He dragged his tongue through your folds, slow now, savoring, and kissed your clit with aching tenderness.
“My name,” he rasped, voice ruined with want. “Say it again. Say it like you mean it, stardust.”
“Doctor,” you gasped again, hips twitching as his lips sealed around your clit one more time.
“That’s it. My clever little star. My girl. Fuck...ride me, use me, whatever you want. I’ll die with you on my face and be glad for it.”
Your thighs trembled violently, and you nearly collapsed. But he wouldn’t let you. One arm coiled around your waist, anchoring you to his mouth, while his other hand snuck between your legs to press two fingers into your dripping hole. The stretch made you whimper, already too sensitive, but you were clenching around him like your body was greedy for more.
He moaned at the feel of you, tongue flicking lazily against your clit as his fingers worked inside, slow but firm. Curling perfectly. Knowing exactly where to press.
“God, look at you,” he murmured, pulling back just enough to look up at you from between your thighs. His face was soaked with your slick, cheeks flushed pink, mouth swollen, eyes dark and full of awe. “Dripping all over me. Shaking. I've been to countless planets, yet you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
You were gasping for air, dizzy with it, tears slipping from your lashes as you stared down at him. Not just because of the pleasure. But because of him. The way he looked at you like you were everything. Like he wanted to carve you into his skin and never forget a second of this.
“I love you,” you whispered.
His whole face changed.
Something cracked wide open in his chest. You saw it happen. Like time itself had stopped breathing. His eyes softened, went glassy, and his grip on your waist turned delicate, almost like he was afraid you’d vanish.
He didn’t speak. He just held your thighs and kissed you again, slower now, reverent. His tongue flattened against your clit and stayed there while his fingers kept moving inside you, coaxing you to fall apart again. Your muscles tightened, stomach fluttering, and then you snapped, coming again, harder this time, everything inside you squeezing, pulsing, screaming his name into the air as you collapsed forward.
He caught you.
His arms wrapped around your trembling body and pulled you off his face, gently rolling you onto the bed. His face was a mess. Lips red and glistening, jaw soaked, eyes dazed like he was drunk on you.
“You don’t get to say that,” he finally rasped, laying over you, chest to chest, his forehead pressed against yours.
You blinked up at him, confused. “What?”
“You don’t get to say you love me,” he said, voice ragged, “unless you mean it. Unless you’re ready for me to mean it back. Because I do, stardust. I’ve loved you through time, across stars, in a million silent seconds where I didn’t let myself say it.”
Your breath hitched.
He kissed you again, slower now, deep and aching. No rush. No violence. Just lips molding to yours with tenderness and truth. His tongue moved in your mouth like it belonged there, like it had nowhere else to go. Your hands came up to hold his face, thumbing along the stubble on his jaw, feeling the wetness that still clung to his skin from your cunt.
When he pulled back, his eyes searched yours.
“I want to make love to you,” he whispered. “Not just lose myself in your body. I want to worship every inch of you. Kiss every scar. Hold you through every wave of it. I want to come inside you and stay there, so deep you forget we’re separate things.”
You whimpered.
“Then do it,” you whispered. “Make me yours.”
His mouth crashed into yours again, raw and full of promise. His hands were already sliding down your body, slow and reverent, and he was hard between your thighs now, throbbing, heavy, hot.
been loving your recent henry pieces ! people need to stop being prude about him and churn out those smut pieces ASAP!! he’s so uni boyfriend. what do we think about sweaty sticky prone boning with henry in the back seat of his car >< ?
He is so uni boyfriend and I love him down
IN THE BACK SEAT OF HIS CAR HELLOOOOOOOOO!!
Him needing some quick intimacy and he's pressing his chest to you as he thrusts in and you're squeezing the seats trying to stay calm but he's so deep :( and you can't hold yourself together
Afab driver who literally gets tingles in his cunt when you two makeout everytime and full body shivers when you change infront of him so you have to take care of his stupid wet cunt and its one of the few times you get to hear him <3333
Oh someone come clean me up wtf
Like he can feel his clit throbbing through his jeans and he has to keep squeezing his thighs together and he keeps having to shake off the feeling of electricity running through his body every time he feels your lips graze his
You glance over to him after a make out session, you're fresh out of a quick shower, tossing your towel on the bed as you pull a pair of panties up your thighs but stop when you see him clearly uncomfortable
And you know what it is
It takes no time for you to knee the bed, kissing him as you undo his belt and shuffle his jeans down his legs, tossing them off the bed before pulling his boxers down
When you spread his thighs open you can see he is just absolutely soaked and his thighs are slick
You want to tell him you love seeing him like this, pathetic and soaked just from a couple of kisses, but you just smile and have him push your hair out of your face as you lower your head and push your tongue into him
He sighs with relief, whimpering at the feeling as his hands push in your hair
You find it comfortable to shove your nose in his little bush while you lick and suck his clit
You push your fingers into his pussy and instantly hear the squelch from how wet he is
And he whines from embarrassment from the noise but you hum into him to tell him it's okay as you pull his thighs open even more
And he's moaning and gasping and pushing your hair out of your face so he can watch you
Made a post before about how the uncredited sexy rocky voice was totally done by James Ortiz, but I wanted confirmation on this so I hopped over to cameo! He gives some really good behind the scenes bits here too.
Jerkin off Henry from behind…nice and slow and gentle….whispering sweet nothings into his ear
Oh my god hey
Like he's in his studio, deep in his own work as he paints and you creep up behind him, making him softly jump and your hands instantly find their way to his belt, you're pressed right against him as you slide your hand down his pants
His breath would catch in his throat, grabbing your arm as his jaw starts to shake
His back would give out quickly and he'd have to lean into the table, covering himself in paint
He'd start whimpering, just absolutely pathetic as he tries to hide his face because he doesn't want you to see how quickly he's falling apart from just your hand
His hand is wrapped so tight around your arm you're almost worried he'll leave bruises but you don't mind
hear me out, Lars gripping your hips while you're on top and whining more than usual because he has to pee but doesn't wanna stop 🤤
YEAHHHHHHH HELLO!
He would be whimpering and trying to get it out but each time he tries to say it his chest is erupted with a moan and he's like "hey, hey, lovebu- oh no-" and then suddenly he's soaking his briefs
He's holding you close to him, gripping your hips with his big strong paws because it feels so good and he doesn't want you to stop but it eggs you on because the warm wetness only makes it feels so so much better :D
