warnings: smut ofc! huge age gap!, that's pretty much it.
dbf!older!Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader
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a/n: today is my 18th birthday so I thought why not make this! I hope y'all like it! also, sorry if I be rushing into the smut😭ik some people like to get right into it.
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Today was my birthday, the most special birthday someone could ever have. My 18th birthday, I had finally made it to adulthood. People are finally gonna start seeing me and treating me as an adult.
My parents thought it would be nice to have a little backyard party for me with some friends and family. My birthday was on a weekday so I decided I was gonna celebrate my actual birthday with my best friends.
But as of right now I was getting ready for my special day, family was already arriving and they were bringing in my gifts. I’m so excited to see what I get this year..but I’m even more excited to see Dean. Who knows, I might have a chance with him today.
I put on my dress and heels, popped some gold earrings on and paired them with some gold bracelets. After that I placed some light blush on my cheeks and placed some lipgloss on before spraying my favorite perfume on. I looked in the mirror and made sure nothing was out of place, I needed to look perfect for my big day.
I grabbed my phone and left my room, now heading downstairs. I was met with hugs and kisses from all my friends and family. After my best friends greeted me they were looking at each other all giggly. I looked in between them trying to figure out what was going on. “Why’re you guys acting like that?” I chuckled. They looked like two school girls trying to keep a secret from me.
“Dean is here.” They both teasingly said before heading off to the backyard. I shook my head at the two girls before turning around towards the front door. Dean walked through the door and it was like everything else faded in the world.
I eyed him from head to toe. He was dressed in some cowboy boots, jeans, and a white button up. That shirt does wonders for him, I swear. He always looked good but there’s just something so different when he wears a white shirt.
I was so in my head I didn’t even realize he was giving me a hug.
“Happy birthday, doll.” Dean greeted me as he gave me a hug before placing a kiss on my forehead. My breath hitched at the closeness. I could practically roll my eyes at the scent of his cologne.
“Thanks..” I muttered as he smiled and walked off to the backyard.
I know he’s my dad’s best friend and it’s wrong to have a crush on him but I can’t help it. He looks so good and don’t get me started on his voice. Everything about this man is hot.
I quickly got myself together before heading out to the backyard where everyone else was at. I was met with tons of “happy birthday” and compliments. I eventually went over to my friends and we were talking about random stuff. But I wasn’t really tuned into the conversation, my focus was all on Dean.
Dean’s large hands were wrapped around a cold glass of whiskey in his hand as he was standing next to my dad by the grill. His hair was slicked back some and I noticed he had undid a button on his shirt since it was hot outside.
The things I would let this man do to me..
“Girl, are you even listening to us?” My friend Maya asked. I quickly whipped my head back to my friends as they laughed. “You’ve been staring at him for like 5 minutes without blinking.” My other friend added as I rolled my eyes.
“Just look at him though! He looks so good!” I desperately said as I looked back at Dean. He finally noticed my staring and chuckled to himself before taking another sip of his whiskey. Shit! He saw me. I quickly turned my back facing him before looking back at my friends. “He saw you..didn’t he?” Maya asked as I nodded my head in response.
My friends were laughing their asses off at my embarrassing moment and I just stood there with a blank face. Nothing about this is funny!
“Whatever.” I groaned before heading inside the house. It was super hot outside and I couldn’t take anymore of my friends' teasing. I went to the kitchen to grab a small cup of ice for me to chew on, maybe it will cool me down. Just as I closed the refrigerator I heard a voice from behind me.
“Why’re you in here? The party's out there.”
I knew that deep sultry voice from anywhere. I turned around and it was no one other than Dean Winchester.
I turned around and it was like my panties dampened on the spot. He had a smirk on his face as his large veiny hands were flat on the counter. I was trying to keep myself together. “I was hot..I needed to cool down.”
“Hmm.” He hummed. There was an awkward silence between us as I was trying to look everywhere but at him. “Sammy couldn’t make it, he’s sick but he sends his love.” Dean spoke up. I flashed him a small smile.
I needed to get out of here, it was like I was being suffocated in here. I excused myself and headed upstairs to my bedroom. Once I made it to my room I let out a breath that I didn’t even know I was holding. I immediately placed an ice cube in my mouth. I feel at peace when I eat something crunchy. I sat my cup down on my nightstand before flopping back on my bed.
I swear it’s like everytime I get a second of relaxation someone always ruins it. There was a knock on my door. It was probably my friends coming up here just to tease me again. I groaned to myself before speaking up. “Come in!” I shouted.
My door opened and it was Dean. It was like he was standing in all his glory. He closed the door behind him before walking over to me. I sat up on my bed and looked at him waiting for him to tell me what he was doing in here. Dean had only been in my room a couple of times, helping my dad set up my furniture.
“Thought I’d come up here and bring you your present.” He softly said. My eyes followed his hands as he reached into his back pocket. He handed me a small box. I opened the box up and I couldn’t believe it. It was his amulet.
I smiled at the gift and instantly took it out the box as I looked at him. “You’re giving me this?!” I asked in shock. “Yeah, I figured you’d need it if you’re gonna be a hunter soon.” He shrugged. Dean had a small smile on his face and I couldn’t help but to get butterflies from him.
“Can you put it on for me?” I asked as I handed him the necklace. “Of course.” He said before I turned my back towards him. I raised my hair up so he could clasp the necklace on me. Once he finished I turned around and showed him as my fingers glided on the amulet. “I love it so much! Thanks Dean.” I happily thanked.
“I’m glad you like it.” He smiled.
This is the closest we’ve ever stood with each other. We were both staring into each other's eyes and it was like I was holding myself back from him.
It felt as if I lost control over my body, before I knew it, I was wrapping my arms around his neck and we both leaned into a kiss.
My heart was racing and my body was hot, all these years of me crushing on him was put into this kiss. It was slow and passionate. Our tongues clashed together as Dean’s hands went to my waist and squeezed it some. The kiss went on for a little longer than it should’ve. I was the one to break the kiss as we both rested our foreheads together, breathless from the kiss.
“I-I shouldn't have done that..I’m sorry.” Dean stuttered as he took a step back from me. I was immediately shoved back into reality. This was wrong. I shouldn’t have kissed him, but it was my only chance.
“Dean-” I started off but he cut me off. “Y/N! This is wrong, you’re my best friend’s daughter!” Dean’s voice boomed throughout the room. This was all my fault. Is he gonna tell my dad about this? Should I guilt trip him into not saying anything?
“Dean..please don’t say anything.” I begged. He looked down at me and he looked stressed. He didn’t know what he was gonna do. “Shit, sweetheart.” He sighed. Dean ran his hand across his face trying to figure this whole thing out.
I noticed him hardening in his jeans. As much as he tried to deny me..he knew he couldn’t.
“Just this one time..” I whispered as I rubbed him through his jeans. Dean’s body tensed up from my touch. His eyes scanned over me one last time before he cussed to himself and pushed me onto my bed. I started to smile to myself as he placed kisses all over my body.
My panties were soaked by this point. Dean’s kisses trailed all the way from my exposed chest to my inner thighs. “Can’t tell anyone about this..” He said under his breath before spreading my legs open. My dress was already short enough so it didn’t need to be pushed up that much. Dean slowly slid my panties off as he almost damn near choked at the sight of me.
I was practically pulsing around nothing, I needed him so bad right now. His hand made its way to my core, my body jolted at his cold hand touching my most sensitive area. “You’re soaked down there, sweetheart.” He said with a smirk.
“So what’re you waiting for?” I teasingly shot back. Dean let out a dark chuckle before he unbuckled his jeans. After he pushed his jeans down along with his briefs, his dick slapped against his stomach.
He was way bigger compared to my ex. I couldn’t help but to stare at it, Dean noticed and chuckled to himself. “Like what you see, darlin’?” He cockily said. I playfully rolled my eyes as he now hovered over me and began to kiss me. I was craving his touch, I needed him inside me immediately.
My hands went to his long hair as we made out again, I was so into the kiss that I didn’t even notice his tip trying to force its way inside me. “You’re tight down there sweetheart, are you nervous or somethin’?” He asked in concern while he started to place kisses on my neck. I was a little scared but this is what I want. “A little bit.” I nervously chuckled.
He let out a small laugh to himself as his face was still in the crook of my neck. “Ain’t nothin’ to be scared of, alright? It’s just me.” He reassured. I nodded my head in response. He kissed me again and ran his hands up and down my thigh to calm my nerves. I felt a bit more at ease now.
Dean started to tease my folds with his tip and I began to feel my breath hitch. His tip was sliding in me little by little. When he finally made it all the way in I let out a loud moan but his hand quickly slapped against my mouth. “Damn girl.” He teased.
He slid out of my wetness and then slid back in so he could adjust himself. My body jolted at him entering me a second time. He was just so thick and filling. “Fuck!” He cursed to himself at the feeling of me being wrapped around him. “You’re so big!” I whined out.
Dean began to thrust inside me, I’ve never had anyone this big inside me before. I wanted to scream as loud as I could but I can’t because everyone outside would probably hear my screams.
His strokes were slow and deep, he raised my legs to rest on his shoulders and now it was like his dick was somehow deeper inside me. “Dean!” I moaned. “What? That feel good?” He asked before placing a kiss on my exposed chest. “So good!” I said back in pure bliss.
“This is so wrong but fuck, you feel so good!” He groaned as his large hands gripped my thighs. I grabbed his head and brought him into a deep kiss as dick was going in and out of me. “Please don’t let this be a one time thing.” I whispered after pulling from the kiss. “I’ll come back for this everyday if I have to.” He breathlessly said.
I squeezed myself around him at his words. “Don’t do that, I almost busted inside you.” He choked out. I giggled at his words but those giggles quickly turned back into moans once he rolled his hips into me.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he fucked me. My wetness was dripping all down my thighs and they were mixing with Dean’s pre-cum which made a sticky slap sound every time he thrusted into me. I felt my legs starting to shake and that’s when I tried to stop his thrusts but he quickly snatched my hands and gripped them with one hand.
“This is what you wanted, huh? So fuckin’ take it.” He grumbled. I whined and threw my head back against the pillow. Dean was also almost finished, I could feel him twitching inside me. My wetness splashed a little every time our skins clapped against each other.
I felt that coil in my stomach was about to snap, I could feel it. “Dean-I’m almost there!” I cried. “I know, sweetheart.” He soothed. He did one last thrust inside me and that’s when my body went into that euphoric state. My orgasm washed over me as my juices spilled out of me. Dean’s warm nut filled my insides and dribbled down my thigh.
We were both out of breath as he was still inside me. Dean laid on top of me but he was careful to not put all his weight on me.
“So what now?” I asked as I was still breathing heavily.
“We don’t tell your dad, that’s for sure.” He stated as I giggled.
“Thank you, Dean.” I smiled. “For what?” He questioned as he looked up at me some.
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🖊️ ❛ 𓂃 after a fight about wanting a baby, he fucks you in an abandoned barn to shut you up & finally give you what you want. content ♥︎ warnings. barn sex, dubious content, breeding kink, angry fucking, hair pulling, degrading, no aftercare, established relationship. semi-public sex.
the words still hang in the dusty air of the old barn, sharp and ugly. your voice, raw from screaming at him, and his, a low, frustrated growl that cut you deeper than any yell ever could.
“it’s not that simple!” he’d roared, his hands fisted at his sides. “i have a daughter, a teenager. i’ve done this already!”
“and you did a great job!” you’d sobbed back, tears streaming down your face, hot and angry. “why is it so terrifying to think about doing it with me, beau? am i not enough? is what we have not real enough for you?”
the argument had spiraled from there, ending with you storming out of the truck and finding refuge in this derelict barn, a place you’d both noted on your drive. he’d followed you, of course. he always followed.
now you’re backed against a large, round bale of hay, the scratchy stalks poking uncomfortably through your graphic baby tee. he’s stalking towards you, his handsome face a thunderous mask of anger and something else, something darker that makes your stomach clench. the fading light from the broken slats in the wall casts long shadows, making him look bigger, more menacing.
“you wanna know why?” he says, his voice dangerously low as he finally reaches you, bracketing you in with his arms, his hands slamming into the hay on either side of your body. the bale trembles from the force. “because this is what i want to do to you. i don’t want to share you. not with a job, not with your friends, and sure as hell not with a fucking baby.”
your breath hitches, a fresh wave of tears blurring your vision. “that’s not fair.”
“fair?” he scoffs, a bitter, humorless sound. he leans in closer, his heat washing over you, his scent filling your nose, all leather and cologne. he was a furious man right now. “you wanna talk about fair? you want a baby so bad?” he grabs your hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh there, and yanks you forward, grinding his already hard cock against your stomach through your jeans. “fine. i’ll give you my fucking baby.”
the words are a punch to the gut, but your body, your traitorous, needy body, responds instantly. a slick wetness pools between your legs. before you can protest, he’s spinning you around, shoving you forward so you’re bent over the hay bale. he doesn’t waste time with buttons. you hear the sound of the button on your jeans ripping as he tears them open, shoving them and your panties down your thighs in one rough, impatient motion.
the cool, dusty air hits your exposed skin, and you shiver, a blubbering, pathetic mess of tears and arousal. you’re crying from the hurt of his words, from the frustration of the fight, but you’re also arching your back, pushing your ass out for him.
he spits on his hand, the sound vulgar in the quiet barn, and coats his thick, hot length. he doesn’t give you any warning. he just grabs your hips and shoves himself inside you.
you moan loudly, the sound swallowed by the hay you’re pressed against. he’s so big, so thick, and he’s not being gentle. of course, he isn’t. he’s fucking you with all the anger and frustration from your fight, each thrust a jarring, deep slam that feels like it’s rearranging your insides. the hay scratches your cheek, your arms, but all you can feel is him, filling you, stretching you to accommodate his size. as if you hadn’t already done so countless times before.
“this is what you wanted, right?” he growls in your ear, his voice a ragged pant. he pulls your hair, yanking your head back. “you want to be bred? i’ll breed you, darlin’. i’ll fill y’so full of my cum y’won’t be able to walk straight.”
you sob, a broken, keening sound, as he pounds into you. he’s not just having sex with you for fun, no. he’s branding you, and you’re willingly taking all of it because you wanted this.
just when you think you can’t take any more, he pulls out, leaving you hollow and aching. you whimper, but he just lifts you, pushing you down onto your side on the hay bale. you’re a mess, snot and tears and slick covering you. he doesn’t seem to care.
he throws your top leg over his shoulder, hooking his arm under your thigh to hold you in place. it tilts your hips up, giving him deeper, more complete access. his beautiful green eyes are blown wide with lust, dark and feral as he looks down at you, at the way your pussy weeps for him.
he enters you again, and this time you can feel the difference. the anger is gone, burned away and replaced by a raw, consuming need. it’s slower, deeper, each thrust deliberate. he watches your face as he fucks you, watches the tears stream down to your temple and into your hair. he watches your ass jiggle every time he slams into you. you can feel his balls, heavy and swollen, slapping against you with each powerful thrust. the whole barn now smells like dust and sex and him.
“beau,” you gasp, your fingers digging into the rough hay. you’re close, so close, your whole body trembling on the edge of a precipice.
“i know, sweetheart,” he grunts, his control starting to fray. he picks up the pace, his hips slamming into yours with a wet, slapping sound that echoes off the wooden walls. he’s fucking you into the hay now, his eyes never leaving yours. “you’re gonna take it all for me. every last drop.”
at that your orgasm hits, a violent, all consuming wave that makes you scream his name. your vision whites out, your body convulsing around his cock. your climax sends him over the edge. with a guttural growl, he drives into you one last time, his hips bucking as he floods your womb with his hot, thick seed. he holds your leg tight, keeping you pinned as he empties himself completely inside you, groaning your name like a prayer and a curse.
he collapses on you, his weight pressing you into the scratchy hay, his ragged breaths hot against your bicep. still inside you, his cock throbbing softly. the argument isn’t over. nothing is solved. but as you lie there, a blubbering, sated mess in a dusty old barn, filled to the brim with him, you know one thing for sure.
he gave you what you wanted and you felt satisfied. because deep down? you know beau will do as you say, even if you piss him off like you did tonight.
𝓫efore 𝔂ou 𝓰o . . . potential comeback to my jackles era? teehee 🤭 who knows! + i know this was short, i’ve just been super duper busy & so much has happened in my personal life recently (good things!), so i havent really been in the writing mood <3
warnings: smut ofc!, somophila, and non con. dead dove do not eat
Dark!Steve Rogers x Barnes!wife!Reader
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a/n: ahhh tysmmmm for 900 followers!! This is something I had in the drafts for a while so I’ll just upload this as I’m currently writing for requests that have been asked for me!!
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It’s been a month since your husband Bucky passed away. Everyone has been with you constantly helping me and helping with the kids but you still felt so alone and empty.
The person who has been the most helpful has been Steve, he was Bucky’s best friend-hell his brother considering how close they were.
It was practically Steve’s duty to take care of Bucky’s wife and kids..right?
The first night was the hardest, sleeping in the big empty bed that you once shared with your husband. Steve had stayed over that night, he mourned with you and helped with the kids. When you were in the bed your sobs were loud, you didn’t care who heard, your husband was gone and nothing was gonna bring him back.
Steve heard those sobs and came rushing to your aid.
“Y/N?” He softly said with a knock to the door. You ignored him and turned your back to the door. Steve went ahead and walked into your room anyway, shutting the door behind him.
“Is it okay if I sleep with you tonight?” Steve whispered. You instantly turned around at his question. “Please?” Your voice was hoarse and desperate. Steve felt his cock harden at the desperation in your voice. He knew it was wrong to feel like that about his best friend’s wife but could Bucky blame him? You were all Steve ever wanted.
Steve nodded his head before your back faced his frontside again, he slipped under the covers and stared at the back of your head. Steve couldn’t help but to imagine the life he should’ve had with you, he should’ve been the one to marry you, to get you pregnant. But he didn’t..all because he was too scared to say anything. He regrets it now.
Your sniffles finally stopped, he could hear your steady heartbeat and small snores, he knew you were really asleep now. He peaked under the blanket and saw you were in one of Bucky’s old shirts and it was practically a dress on you.
Steve imagined that you probably didn’t have any panties on under that shirt. His cock throbbed at the thought of that and he couldn’t control it anymore, he needed some kind of release. He shoved his hands in his pants and wrapped his hand around his thick leaking cock. A sound of relief left his lips once he slid his hand up and down on himself.
“Shit!” He muttered to himself as his pre-cum started spilling from his mushroom tip.
Steve imagined images of you in his head, one that really stuck was when he accidentally walked in on you changing a couple of months back. Your body was perfect to him. The way your nipples were perched up due to the cool air. What he really wanted to see was how you looked down there, but you were quick to cover yourself up before he could look anymore that day.
Right now he felt like you were just offering himself to you. Was it wrong for him to just take you right here? Right now?
As he stroked his aching cock, he lowered his head down to sniff your neck. You smelt of fresh linen and clean laundry. It for some reason turned Steve on even more.
Steve removed his hand from his cock, he hesitated moving his hand towards your shirt but he did anyway. He slowly raised your shirt as he got a nice look at your ass. He held back a moan.
You slightly move and he quickly removes his hands so he doesn’t get caught but it ends up being a false alarm, it was just normal sleep movement. He sighs to himself before lifting your shirt back up.
He’s been waiting for this moment for years, he felt that this is something he’s been owed. He spent years being Captain America, it’s only right he has a woman to come back home to.
Steve’s large hands went to spread your ass cheeks, he played with them before finding your folds. He didn’t think you’d be aroused in your sleep. You were probably having a wet dream of Bucky or something he thought.
When Steve placed his throbbing cock inside you it was like all his worries and stress went away. It was the best thing he’s ever felt. He cussed to himself as he slid back in trying to adjust himself.
He threw his head back in pleasure as your walls tight wrapped around his cock. “Should’ve been mine.” He whispered to himself.
You started to stir in your sleep again but this time Steve didn’t care if you were waking up. This is what he’s earned. If anything, waking up made him speed up his thrusts.
Your body shifted in the bed and Steve pulled out of you and forced you to lay on your stomach now instead of your side. He went behind you and placed his cock back into your wet pussy.
Your eyes fluttered open, you thought it was a dream at first until you heard Steve grunting behind you. “So fucking tight!”
You tried to move your head but Steve pushed it down. You began to panic, what is he doing to you?
“Steve?” You called out, your voice was barely above a whisper but had super soldier hearing. “Shh. It’s all okay.” He hushed.
He was pounding your pussy from behind. His thrusts were rough and fast paced..and there was nothing you could do about it.
Tears fell down your face while Steve felt nothing but pleasure. He was pounding into you over and over until he released inside you.
You had to sit there and take it while Steve’s cum dribbled out of you.
tw. soldier boy x reader. dead dove do not eat. stalking. drug usage. dirty thoughts. wet dreams. dubcon. rapefantasy? kidnapping. stockholm syndrome. fauxcest. forced blowjob. gagging. spit. throat fucking. pussy play. ball licking. cum shot. cum swallowing. language. crying. use of ‘daddy’ & ‘little girl’. ben has a bush. no aftercare. MDNI.
ben never dreamed. not when he was a teenager with his dad yelling at his face. not when he was in that fucking ice box. not when he snorted so much coke the average person would convulse- it was just nothing. darkness.
the world around him changed into something foreign and wasn’t ready to be reintroduced to the soldier boy, vought keeping him a dirty secret in motel rooms being payed off with weed and coke just to be kept under control.
and he was sick of it. he was sick of sitting around and doing nothing. he needed to do something.
its a tuesday afternoon in new york and bens walking the streets. a risky move from him, if vought finds out who knows what they’ll do- but he is number one. he can do whatever he wants. the new twists and turns of the city confused him, leading himself straight to you. a roller covered in white paint clasped between your fingers, headphones sitting over your hair as you covered up a hate poster of starlight.
the short skirt and hoodie, your hair flowing against the wind and the smell of perfume as he walked past making him take a second look at you, then a third. you dont even know he’s there, tongue peeking between your lips in concentration mumbling along to whatever’s playing in your ears. not a care in the world.
he’d take a picture if he could figure out how to use a phone, use voughts face scanner and find you.
late into the next night after he fell asleep with a lit joint between his fingers, he finally dreamed.
In the dream you were naked beneath him, your wrists pinned above your head, your mouth open in a silent scream that wasn't quite fear. He slammed into you rough and punishing and you took it—every inch and every brutal thrust. Your pussy gripped him like a fist, hot and wet and so pure. it was better than any whore he fucked- like teetering on the edge of heaven.
ben knew then that was the beginning of the end.
He started following you. Just to watch, to cure his boredom or so he told himself. theres nothing special about you. You work at a small bookstore in Greenwich Village- not even a supe. You always order the same latte—oat milk with one sugar. You wear your hair in a messy bun when your tired and sometimes you hum when your nervous.
your completely normal so why you? why does he keep seeing your face in the motel walls? why did he dream you were the one who opened the freezer and saved him? your nothing.
The dreams got worse. Darker.
in one he had you tied to his bed, tape over your mouth and tears streaming down your cheeks. He fucked your mouth until you gagged then turned you over and took your ass, slow and savoring every pained whimper. You passed out from the pain, your innocent brain dissolved to mush and he still kept going.
He woke up with cum soaking the dirty sheets and your imaginary scent still in his nostrils.
He decided he couldn't wait anymore.
it was easy to find you using voughts street cameras- the face scanner bringing up your whole name and address, even a criminal record which was clean. he stared at your photo snorting lines until his nose burned, repeating your name on his tongue like a sinful confession.
the night he kicked your door down it was raining. his scuffed boots leaving dirt on your carpet as he made his way to your bedroom, your sleeping form curled between the sheets, eyelashes batting like they were begging him to take you. his thick fingers clamped around your mouth, forcing you to breathe in the chloroform until you were out.
you didn’t even scream.
‘fuckin got you..” he mumbled.
The motel room smelled of stale cigarettes and something chemical—bleach maybe or the cheap air freshener someone had sprayed in a losing battle against the mildew creeping up the bathroom tiles. The blinds were drawn casting the narrow space in a perpetual twilight that made it impossible to tell if it was day or night anymore.
Your wrists ached where the zip ties bit into the skin, rubbing raw every time you shifted on the scratchy polyester bedspread. He'd left you there propped against the headboard like a doll discarded after playtime, your own pjs torn open and hanging loose around your shoulders.
the bathroom door creaked open and ben stepped out, steam curling around his broad shoulders. A towel hung low on his hips, water still beading on the hard planes of his chest, tracing the lines of old scars and fresh muscle.
"Still awake, huh?" His voice a low rumble, casual and almost amused. He ran a hand through his wet hair shaking droplets onto the carpet. "Good. I was hopin’ you'd be."
You pressed yourself back against the headboard, the wood groaning under your weight. Every instinct screamed at you to run, to fight but the zip ties bit deeper when you tried to move your hands and your vision was still blurry from whatever he did to you.
“Please.. you whispered, voice cracked from whimpering. "Please just let me go. I won't tell anyone. I swear—"
"shutup. i dont wanna’ hear that shit.” He crossed the room in three strides, his weight dipping the mattress as he sat on the edge of the bed. The towel gaped revealing the thick line of his thigh, the dark hair at his groin. your stomach churning at the sick ache in your core.
“yknow who i am?” ben asked.
You nodded, a tiny jerky motion. Everyone knew who he was. Soldier Boy. Vought's original hero. The man who'd been frozen for decades somehow alive and sitting in front of you.
He grinned slow and satisfied. "Then you know there's no use’ begging.” His hand came up fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear with a gentleness that made you flinch away.
His hand dropped to your chin, tilting your face up, thumb tracing your lower lip before pressing just enough to part them.
“You got a pretty mouth, doll.” he mumbled. "I been thinking about what it'd look like wrapped around my cock. y’gonna show me?”
You shook your head a sob catching in your throat and tears beading under your eyes at his fake ask of consent. “n-no! please don't—"
His grip tightened, fingers digging into your jaw until your teeth ached and you shutup. With his other hand he untied the knot on his towel, letting it fall. His cock was already half-hard, thick and heavy against his thigh, the head flushed dark pink with a dark full bush. He took his time stroking himself lazily watching the terror and something else flick across your soft features.
“Open up. Don't make me ask twice."
When you didn't, couldn't—he grabbed a fistful of your hair and stood, yanking your head forward forcing your mouth onto him. The taste hit your tongue before you could process: salt and skin and the faint musk of his body. He groaned low and satisfied as you gagged, your hands clawing uselessly at the zip ties.
"That's it honey..” he breathed while starting to move, fucking your throat with long deliberate strokes as spit covered his cock. “thats a good little girl. natural at sucking’ some dick, huh?”
Tears streamed down your cheek mixing with the spit that dripped from your chin but ben didn't seem to care. He held you there, his hips grinding against your face until your vision blurred and your lungs burned. only then did he pull back letting you gasp for air, tongue lolling out and pussy disgustingly aching.
Bens eyes flickered down to your panty covered pussy- clearly seeing the slick dribbling down your thighs. he barked a laugh, you gagging as he pushed back in deeper. the tip of his dick hitting the back of your throat repeatedly.
“you like this, dont ya? mhf- like daddy fuckin’ your throat.” he groaned with his head lolling back in pleasure.
you whimpered around him again and using whatever movement you could get to bring your hands up onto bens thighs, digging in so hard you hope it hurt. your hair was messy from being tugged around so much, tears staining your cheeks.
you look perfect ben thought.
his hips came to a stop, using your hair to pull your mouth of his cock with a wet pop! you panted up at him, hands still on his thighs and dick still brushing against your cheek.
“want you to tell me how good it feels, okay doll?” ben commanded looking down at you.
you nodded with a horse voice. “o-okay ben.” and he slapped his tip against your cheek in warning. with a sob deep in your throat, you spat out the words he was dying to hear.
“okay! be-.. daddy… feels good.”
“good girl. now use your tongue and play with daddys balls so he can give ya’ a cumshot.” ben laughed, pulling your head lower to his balls as he groaned.
you watched as bens hand began to slowly jerk his cock, his bush tickling your nose as you began to kitten lick his drawn up balls, the skin warm and plush between your lips.
His thumb stroked your cheek almost tenderly. "You're doing so well, sweetheart. Daddy's so proud of his little cock-sucker."
The praise sent a shiver through you, even as your jaw ached and your throat burned. He was close, you could feel it in the way his balls swelled, in the way his breathing turned ragged.
he pulled you off his balls suddenly, shoving his cock against your parted lips.
“swallow daddy’s nut, okay?” he growled.
He held you still as he came hot and thick, some shooting down your throat- some landing on your jaw and cheeks. His grip gentled only when he was spent, pulling away slowly leaving you gasping and empty. your chin slick with spit and the remnants of his release.
He crouched down, grabbing your chin and forcing your gaze to meet his. His eyes were dark and satisfied, burning with a possessive fire.
“knew it was a good idea to take you.”
He stood adjusting his towel leaving you crumpled on the bed covered in him. The neon light still bled through the curtains. The world outside the motel room might as well have ceased to exist. There was only him and this room now.
Hii!!! Can you do a Tim Bradford x reader where we are trying to get pregnant so its just a whole day in the life of sneaking quickies? Reader could be a cop or not. Maybe a lawyer. Thank you! (please lots of praise)
a/n: sorry this took so long for me to answer but I hope u enjoy! Ummm I just realized I forgot to add praise so I will be editing this soon!😃
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I had finally got done with getting ready for work, just as I was touching up with some perfume, my husband came up to me from behind.
“You look good, baby.” Tim complemented as he crouched down some to place his chin on my shoulder. I simply rolled my eyes at his attempt to get some this earlier.
“What? I can’t compliment my wife?” He asked as his hand lowered to my ass and started running his hand over it. This man can’t be anymore obvious. “Babe,” I started off as he hummed in response. “I just got done getting dressed and I have to be out the door in less than 20 minutes.” I finished.
He groaned and threw his head back at my words. “You act like I need more than 20 minutes to make you cum.” He shot back. I couldn’t help but to laugh. “You’re laughing but I’m dead serious.” Tim stated.
His hand was still rubbing my ass as I made eye contact with him in the mirror in front of us. “All you had to do was ask.” I whispered. That was all the conformation he needed before he turned my body around and picked me up.
My legs wrapped around his waist as he took me in for a kiss. It was fast and desperate. He squeezed my ass which made me moan, he took that as an opening to stick his tongue in my mouth. My hands made their way to his hair and pulled at it as he groaned.
He then threw me on the bed and started to slide my pants off. His eyes never left mine as he quickly took my panties off. His hand went to rubbing my clit while his other hand went to sliding his pants off.
His thumb rubbed over my clit and I felt myself starting to get wet but I was also impatient, I needed him inside me so bad. “Hurry up!” I whined as he chuckled at me. “I was trying to prep you but if you insist.” He happily said.
He moved his thumb from my clit and grabbed his dick before shoving it inside. I was completely regretting telling him to hurry. The stretch was a little painful. “Oh fuck!” I moaned. Tim sucked in some air as he looked down where we connected. “You make me wanna bust everytime I enter you.” He said. I let out a giggle but that was quickly replaced once he started thrusting inside me.
His thrusts were rushed and sloppy, he knew we didn’t have a lot of time. My walls were gripping tightly on his dick, Tim was trying to keep his moans to himself but he couldn’t. “Shit, baby you’re about to make me cum.” He groaned.
My eyes were rolled to the back of my head as Tim kept thrusting into me. He lowered his face into the crook of my neck as my nails dug into his back. His dick was just poking that spot inside me that made me want to cum on the spot.
“I’m almost there.” I breathlessly stated. “Me too, baby, me too.” He softly added. The second Tim rolled his hips into me, my legs began to shake. It was like I was losing control of my body. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” I squealed.
My back arched off the bed as my orgasm washed over me, I didn’t even realize that he was cumming too. His cum was spilling out of me and onto my thighs.
We were both left breathless as Tim laid on top of me. Just as I was about to relax and enjoy these last few minutes, I heard my alarm ring from my phone signaling that it was time for me to head out the door.
“Ugh!” Tim groaned. “Perfect..just perfect.” I sarcastically said. Tim had got off me and stood to his feet, just as I was about to get up he quickly stopped me. “Woah, woah! The hell are you doing?!” He questioned.
I gave him a confused look. “What the hell does it look like I’m doing? I’m trying to get ready for my job.” I shot back. Tim shook his head as he pushed me flat on the bed and pushed my legs to my chest. This man is unbelievable.
“You gotta keep your legs up so the sperm can flow easily.” He explained. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
“That’s a myth!” I argued. Tim threw his hands up in defeat.
…
It was a slow day at my law firm today and I was getting pretty bored. I had about 4 more hours until the day was over.
After finishing up some emails, I decided to leave my office and check up on my employees just to see what everyone’s up to. Just as I stepped out the door I bumped into someone’s chest. I looked up and saw that it was my husband. He was in his full police officer uniform. He looked so sexy.
“Babe? What’re you doing here?” I asked as he scooted back some to get a good look at me. “Just wanted to see what my wife was up to.” He shrugged before pushing me back into my office. I didn’t even bother to push back. I turned around as I heard the lock on my office door click.
“Why’d you lock the door?” I asked. He gave me a teasing look with a tilt to his head. “I think you know why.”
When he said that I instantly knew what he was talking about. I playfully shook my head at his words. “You little freak!” I squealed as I hit his chest. “Hey, if we’re trying for a baby then we gotta make every second count.” I Tim said. He had that smug look on his face that I wanted to wipe off.
He pulled me closer to him by grabbing the waistband of my pants. He was towering over me as his eyes were focused on me.
Tim had that deep, low, stern voice that made me wet instantly. “So you gonna make a baby with me or what?”
I quickly shook my head at his words before he turned me around and bent me over my desk. I smiled to myself while he was pulling my pants down. “Been thinkin’ about you all mornin’ sweetheart.” Tim said as he placed a smack to my ass. I winced at the sting but it did feel good.
I could hear him taking off his duty belt and undoing his pants. “I been thinkin’ about you too, baby.” I added. Tim’s hand came up from behind and wrapped my hair around his arm for a tight grip as he pulled back some which made me gasp. “I’ve been thinkin’ about all the ways I’m gonna get you pregnant.” He groaned.
I could feel his boner from behind me on my ass. I could even feel some of his pre-cum leaking. I was practically soaked from his touch. I looked behind me for a quick second and saw his belt on the floor and his pants to his ankles and his hand stroking his dick.
When I turned back around I felt him tapping my folds with his dick. “So wet for me, baby.” He mumbled. I was squeezing my eyes shut, preparing for him to enter.
With one thrust he was inside me, he damn near knocked the wind out of me. He pulled out of me and then pushed himself back in so I could adjust to his size. “Oh my gosh!” I whined to myself. Tim still had my hair wrapped around his arm as he thrusted into me.
“You feel that dick inside of you, hmm?” He said. I tried to talk but I couldn’t, the pleasure was just too good. My ass was slapping agaisnt his pelvis as he was fucking me from behind.
Tim was trying to be quiet but he was failing. His grunts were loud. I tried placing my head down on the desk but Tim quickly pulled me back up by my hair. “It’s too much!” I whined. I could hear him chuckling from behind me. “Good. I’m tryna get you pregnant.” He grunted.
My legs felt wobbly, the only thing keeping me stable was this desk and Tim holding me up. The claps of our skin was loud, you could probably hear it if you walked past my office. “Can’t wait to see you all round and full with my baby.” He whispered.
My walls squeezed around his pulsing dick at his words. I wanted to give Tim a baby so bad. He would look so good being a daddy.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’ I heard from behind me. Tim’s dick twitched inside me, I could feel the warmness of his seed being planted inside me. He gave me a couple of more thrusts and I came around him too with a loud moan.
He let my hair go and I fell flat on the desk. I was out of breath and tired. His cum was mixed with mine and it was leaking down my thighs.
“That was amazing, baby.” Tim said as he was catching his breath. “I bet it was.” I mumbled. There was a comforting silence between us, we both needed a second. When I turned around to look at him my eyes widened in fear. I was still laying on the desk because my legs were weak but my head was up.
“Babe..” I started off. “Yeah?” He asked with a raised brow. “Your body cam! Is it on?” I asked in a panicked voice. “Oh shit!” He said as he hurried and snatched it off his uniform. He started pressing buttons on it trying to figure out if it was recording or not and I put my head back down on the desk with a whine.
We are so screwed if that camera was recording this whole time.
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“what the hell is this? i’ve never felt my skin so soft before!” dean had the biggest smile on his face as he traced his hands over his smooth skin while you playfully rolled your eyes at him.
making dean soul food for the first time:
oh dean would fall in love with you even more. we already know this man loves his food, so just imagine how he’d react to trying the most flavorful and seasoned food ever.
“Baby, you really outdid yourself with this! best food i’ve ever had.” he praised while talking with food in his mouth. you couldn’t help but to laugh at him, poor guy has been eatin nothing but cheeseburgers his whole life.
when you see he’s on his last bite, you sit a slice of homemade peach cobbler in front of him. dean throws his head back with a groan. “shit, sweetheart, you must really love me, huh?”
dean not realizing that your hair appointments take more than an hour.
“sammy! I think y/n left me! she’s been gone for hours.” dean said in disbelief as he sat on the couch. sam rolled his eyes at his dramatic behavior. “she’s getting knotless braids, dean..that’s gonna take more than an hour. 6 hours at best.” sam calmly stated.
his words calmed dean’s nerves but that got dean thinking. “how the hell do you know that?!” dean questioned as sam stuttered over his words. “i just like doing my research.” sam defended. dean side eyed his brother but carried on with his day.
a/n: random little thoughts that came to my head..hope y'all enjoyed!🥰
Okay, to the person who requested something about being MM’s niece and being with Ryan, I think I’ll try to make it into a lil mini series. It’ll most likely be 5 parts+ I’m not sure yet but definitely less than 10 parts. I won’t answer the request until I’ve fully written it out so I’ll be able to upload daily!! Tysm to the anon for who requested!!!💕💕
warnings: smut ofc!, cream pie, piv, and oral!f!receiving.
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a/n: sorry for not uploading for months😭senior year was hectic and now this summer I'm having to do so much to get ready for college💔. anyways this man is so fine ohmygosh I was so amazed my how good he looked in theaters😩
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The kingdom was finally back at peace since Skeletor was defeated by Adam, the long lost Prince of Eternia. A lot of the women in the kingdom have taken a quick liking to him, including me.
It’s been weeks since the Prince has returned and we’ve been adjusting to the change of the kingdom. Everyone was enjoying their life under the new ruler, Adam, everyone was much happier and kinder to each other. Everyone lived in peace, we weren’t in survival mode all the time while also rationing food.
But the Prince has definitely found some perks in being the new ruler..twice a week he hosts certain events at the palace. Beautiful women from all over the kingdom chose to attend the palace and help Adam with his needs. Today will be my first time going to his event, I really didn’t want to, I had chores to tend to at home but my friend insisted I join her. We got dressed up and lathered ourselves in scented flowers and oils before making our way to the palace.
I was quite nervous when walking through the gates, I’ve never seen the Prince up close before but the other women described him as the most beautiful man ever.
Once me and my friend made our way though the palace gates my eyes widened at the amount of women that were here. My friend looked over at me and laughed at my expression. “I know right.” she chuckled.
Before I could say anything my friend excused herself, reasoning that she needed a drink. “Great.” I flatly mumbled to myself. I now walked further into the palace and saw the prince in all his glory at the head of the table.
My mouth was salivating at those big beautiful biceps of his, the way they glistened in the lighting. He looked like he could lift mountains with those arms. He eventually stood from his seat and man was he tall, he was like a tall tree I wanted to climb. He was built like a god. His muscular thighs and toned abs looked amazing. His armor showed just the right amount of skin. Ugh and don’t get me started on that blond wavy hair of his.
I was too busy in my own head that I didn’t even realize he was walking over to me. I immediately fixed my posture and stood straight. The prince was now standing in front of me, I practically had to lean my head up just to see his face. He was a giant.
“A fresh new face in the castle.” He smirked.
Goodness he looked so handsome when he did that.
“Y-yeah..new face.” I stuttered. My heart was beating so fast and I don’t know why.
“Oh come on! Don’t be shy!” Adam cheered as he wrapped his muscular arm around my shoulders. I simply nodded my head and followed his lead. He led me over to the table he was at when I first saw him when I walked in. There were some glares from a couple of women due to his arm being wrapped around me. I don’t blame them though, I’d be jealous too.
I was just awkwardly standing next to Adam with his arm still wrapped around me as he told some joke and all the women started laughing. I was the only one not laughing and some women took notice of that.
“What? You think you’re better than the rest of us?” The woman snarked as the laughs throughout the palace came to a stop. I was a bit annoyed at her, she’s causing problems for no reason. Adam took his arm from me and stepped in front of the woman. “Ladies, ladies, there’s enough of me to go around.” He cockily said with his hands raised.
The woman simply rolled her eyes at his response. “But I must go have my fun with this one first.” He added as he was referring to me. He had a smug look on his face as all the other women groaned and scrambled from the table. Adam’s arm wrapped back around my shoulders as he guided me to his bedroom.
There was something about this that made me feel all warm inside, my stomach was tingly, my heart pace was rapid, and I was getting turned out. As we’re walking, I could feel dampness in between my thighs making them stick together.
We finally made it to his bedroom and it was huge. There were giant double doors, a king size bed, fur carpet in the middle of the room, and a fireplace against the wall. Adam was explaining the little details of the room but I was too focused on him as he stood in front of me. The sun looked so good against his tan skin and those bulging muscles. If there was enough wind in the room, his loincloth would flip up enough just to give me a perfect view of his-
“Are you even listening to me?” Adam asked with a small laugh. I was too in my own world, he probably caught me staring. I had to play it off cool. “Of course I was listening!” I responded. He playfully shook his head as he walked towards me, he clearly knew I was lying.
His large, rough hands slowly made their way to the back of my head as he towered over me. He leaned down some to be face to face with me. My breath hitched as his mouth was inches away from mine.
“Are you listening now?” He teased before bringing me into a kiss.
My whole body froze when his lips met mine. They were soft yet firm. I moved my lips into the kiss and he groaned like it was the best thing he ever tasted. His hand that was behind my head suddenly made its way down to my ass giving it a quick squeeze. I instantly pulled my lips off his and placed my head on his armored chest so I could catch my breath. A part of me still couldn’t believe this was happening.
“What’s the matter?” Adam softly asked as he tilted my chin up to look at him. I had to keep cool, I didn’t want him thinking I was nervous or something. I shook my head and told him it was nothing. He knew I was lying but he didn’t want to push any further. All of a sudden he started walking backwards leading me to his bed until he sat down and put me on his lap.
His bed was massive with these soft, fur sheets. Was this what living like a prince felt like? My legs were on each side of his muscular thighs. I felt arousal pooling in my panties by his scent, sandal wood and fresh cedar mixed with a manly musk.
Adam’s eyes stayed on mine while his thick fingers slid underneath my dress and touched the damp spot of my panties. My eyes fluttered shut from his touch. “All wet just for me, hm?” He teased as I hummed in response. I was desperate for friction of any kind that I started rocking back and forth on his finger. His other hand gripped my waist and put a stop to my movement.
I frowned at his actions. “Why’d you stop?” I questioned. Adam’s lips fell into a cocky smile. “You gotta slow down there, pretty girl..let me take care of you.” He answered. I nodded my head at his words and before I could even think, he flipped us over with me laying flat on my back and him hovering over me.
His chiseled abs look much better in this position. His hand slipped back under my dress and he started rubbing my clothed clit. My head fell back onto the fur blanket in pleasure. I haven’t been touched in so long, this felt like heaven. His thumb rubbed circular motions on my sopping wet clothed clit, soft moans fell from my lips.
“You like how that feels?” He whispered as he peppered kisses on my neck. I tried to speak but I couldn't. The only thing to come out was more moans. “Can’t wait to see how this pussy feels.” My hips jolted at his words.
He bunched my dress up to my waist and pulled my panties off and threw them across the room, the panties were soaked in my arousal. Adam got on his knees as my legs hung off the bed and were placed onto his broad shoulders. The cool air hit my slick but that was quickly replaced with his warm mouth.
“Oh fuck!” I moaned out. Adam wasted no time and got straight to business. His tongue lapped up all my juices. Constant moans came from my mouth as I looked down at him eating me out. He looked so good beneath me like this. My chest was heaving up and down as I gripped his dirty blond hair and pushed his head more into my pussy. “Mhhm! Eat it just like that!” I moaned.
Adam shook his head side to side while he ate me out, sending me more pleasure. I didn’t want this amazing feeling to end. I started rocking my cunt back and forth on his face, he was clearly enjoying this considering he was moaning like crazy beneath me. His rough hands gripped my thighs to keep me still, I kept trying to buck my hips but I was no match for his strength. I didn’t mind it though.
He placed a kiss on my clit before lifting his head up, I looked down at him and watched as he slowly slid his middle finger inside my wetness. I let out a satisfied moan as his finger stretched me out. It’s been so long since I felt something this good.
“That feel good, pretty girl?” Adam softly asked.
“Y-Yeah.” I whimpered. He hummed in response as his finger slid in and out of me. My legs were spread open for him and his finger was coated in my juices. Who would’ve thought that the prince would be doing this to me of all people? Adam’s finger was sliding in and out of me at a steady pace, I had to bite my lip just to hold back my moans.
Adam noticed and let out a small chuckle. “Don’t hold back.” His voice was so soft and comforting. His finger was so thick and was slipping in and out of me so easily.
Adam then slowly slid his finger out all the way before placing a kiss on my clit. I instantly felt butterflies from his kiss. He then stood up from the bed and began to take off his armor, revealing even more of his toned stomach, his loin cloth was last to go and when I tell you I almost drooled at the sight of his cock.
The way it was already hard and rose up near his toned stomach, he had a pink mushroom tip and it was slightly curved with a vein on the side. He slowly walked toward me and this time completely took my dress off of me. My nipples immediately perched up from the cold air.
Adam admired my breasts for a second as there was a silence between us..but that silence was quickly taken over by a moan coming from me when he scooped my breasts into his hand and started sucking my nipple. I closed my eyes as his tongue swirled around my nipple. He was clearly getting off by this because his other hand was stroking his thick, long cock.
“Adam!” I moaned out as he hummed in response. He was sucking my nipple as if milk was going to come out for him. I looked down and saw white beads of pre-cum dribbling along his cock and creating a white ring around his hand. I needed him inside me now.
I decided to take some control, I pushed his head away from my breast and pushed him on his back. He had a look of satisfaction on his face but also a look of shock, he probably thought I wasn’t gonna do this.
I got on top of him and started kissing him from his chest all the way down until I got to his aching cock. My mouth hovered over his tip as his breath hitched. “Please!” He whimpered but I shook my head and came all the way back up to his face. His green eyes were filled with desperation, he wanted-needed me to make him feel good.
“I got something better for you.” I whispered. He nodded his head mindlessly as I grabbed his cock and hovered it. He couldn’t take his eyes off me as I teased my wet folds with his cock. He thrusted his hips up in frustration so I finally gave him what he wanted. I sunk down on him all the way and he let out an earthy groan and I let out a loud gasp. His cock was stuffed inside me with his pre-cum and it felt amazing. I’ve never been with a man this big before. “Shit!” He cussed underneath me. He definitely stretched me out and I needed a moment to adjust to his size. I sucked some air in while I took him out of me and and put him back in me.
“Good girl.” He praised once I had sunk back down on his cock again. I placed my hands on his broad shoulders for stability before I started bouncing up and down on him. I damn near took his breath away when I started bouncing up and down on him, I leaned my head back in pleasure from the feeling. Soft moans fell from my lips as I slid up and down on his cock.
“You’re so big.” I babbled. I was so lost in my own pleasure I didn’t even realize that his hands started to grip my waist and he took back control.
Adam was a whimpering mess under me as started thrusting up into me. The claps of our skin rang through his bedroom and my slick dribbled down onto his muscular thighs and it connected to my asscheeks. “So wet for me.” He grunted. I tried to speak but I couldn’t, the pleasure was just so overwhelming for me. He cursed under his breath trying to keep it together.
But something inside him flipped. His large hands roughly grabbed my asscheeks and spread them apart which made me fall onto his chest, he lifted his hips and started thrusting into me. I shouted when he did so, not in pain but because it felt so good.
“Yes!” I screamed out. “Look at you stuffed with my cock.” He spat. “I love it so much!” I cried into his chest. “I know you do.” He laughed as he gave a slap to my ass.
I was pulsing around his cock, the feeling of my orgasm was near. I was mindlessly babbling into his chest as he spoke up again. “Taking it so good, pretty girl.”
“Yeah.” I mumbled. I was too fucked out to actually say anything. He then rolled his hips into me and the feeling inside me snapped. I shouted into his chest as my orgasm washed over me with him coming right behind me. Adam loudly groaned as his hot, white seed filled me to the brim.
He still thrusted into me for a little bit even after we both came. I was exhausted. “I have to bring you around more often.” Adam suggested as he was out of breath. I hummed in response to his words sort of tuning him out. I needed a moment to reset after what I just experienced.
Adam lifted me some so he could slide out of me and when he did a loud pop sound was made as his cum leaked out of me. “That’s a lot, pretty girl.” He softly said in my ear as I nodded my head into his chest.
Adam chuckled at my tired expression before laying his head flat on the pillow.
me when im on "x reader tag" looking for fics at 3 am BUT all i find is memes and all the funny posts under the world EXCEPT the fics abt the character :
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