oh my god i just had an amazing idea. sleepy reader who was asleep by the time sammy (or jack im not picky) got home, only wearing one of his big shirts. they were tired from the day, but seeing reader in their shirt like that, the bottom of their ass peaking out... oh they were gone, trying to softly wake them and rutting against them. maybe even a 'just the tip'/light somo or something SEDATE ME. (also i've been putting requests in as anon bc sometimes im embarrassed by my own freak.)
don’t worry I do the same thing when I feel like I have a too freaky ask but don’t worry I LOVE THE FREAK!!!
also I’ll let you in on a secret - I have a jack somno fic planned for october so I chose sammy!!!
Sammy hated getting home late, but not at all for the reasons he used to. Tammi used to hound him when he’d come back home later than the time he told her. Now instead he usually comes home to you waiting up on him excited to hear about his shift and give him sweet kisses as your fingers rake through his auburn curls.
Even if you’re so sleepy that your heavy eyes can’t help fluttering shut as you nearly fall asleep in his arms while he carries you to bed.
Him coming off work this late at night is a rare occurrence however so he is not too surprised when he opens the front door and finds you curled up asleep on the couch. A faint smile spreads on his face as he takes in your sleeping form, your frame drowning in an oversized t-shirt of his.
After stripping himself of his holster and keys he walks over to shake you lightly awake but is stopped when you stir in your sleep. Tossing and turning to face away from the edge of the couch and laying more on your stomach, your leg bent at the knee as you prop it up. The moving coupled with the new position you were laying in had caused the shirt to hike up, revealing your panties.
Sammy should be a good husband and pull it down and carry you off to your shared bedroom like usual, you had already let a blissful sleep take over you and he was exhausted.
Yet his body doesn’t move now that his eyes are glued to the way the fabric clings to your mound, the underwear outlining the shape of your pussy. His cock clubbing up in his uniform pants at the sight, it wouldn’t hurt to wake you up for a little fun before bed right? He just missed his girl so bad and he needs you.
As carefully as possible he climbs onto the small free edge of the couch pressing himself to your back as he wraps an arm around your torso to pull you in closer.
His hips rut up against your ass lightly as he stretched his other arm out under his head for it to lay on, his nose pressed to your hair. The scent of his body wash wafts off your body now that he’s close enough to smell it and it only drives him crazier. “Hey baby” he whispers in your ear softly, while pushing your hair off your neck. When you only let out a groggy little moan at his words and the friction as he pushes his bulge up against your ass further.
His humping has bunched the shirt further up, his belly pressing to your bare back now. “Angel, i’m home” he raises his voice a little louder now, his cock twitching in his boxers when you stir and turn to look at him. “Sammy…?” your soft sleepy voice only makes his dick leak into his boxers further. Your rub at your eyes while turning to face him as they adjust to the dim orange light of the lamp on the side table that fills the room.
“Hi honey” he coo’s smoothing a hand down your arm. You give him a dopey smile before leaning up to kiss at his nose.
As you become a bit more awake and the closer you press to his front to peck at his face you feel his bulge pressed to your thigh. “Want help with that handsome?” you question, eyes flicking to between his legs. He shakes his head yes as his hands grab at your hips to wrap your legs around his waist before he’s rolling the two of you over so you are pulled beneath him.
With a grind down against your now dampening panties, “Always want your help honey, missed you ‘s much baby” he pants out.
Yeah Sammy much prefers getting this reaction to being late.
whenever i finish writing this sammy inbox thought im gonna post it later td with a diff format/layout than i normally do for blurbs lmk if y’all like it
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jack must have some sort of sensor, because whenever you’re out with friends, you can always count on a “Hi baby. Making good decisions?” text from him <3
request: dennis whitaker x reader and they get reaaally loud👀so loud to the point that they neighbors have started to complain…
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✦. ─ cw: dennis whittaker x fem!reader, 700 wc, smut | 18+ , nicknames [sweets, honey, angel]
Ever sense moving out of Trinity’s and getting his own apartment Dennis and you have seemed to forget how to have quiet sex.
It used to be deep but slow thrusts to avoid the echoing sound of skin slapping against each other, moans muffled and swallowed by the other's mouth. Hushed whispers of how good you feel, how well you’re taking him, how close he is to cumming in your ear. But without a roommate down the hall — who still definitely heard more than she ever wanted to — you and Dennis are quite loud.
Your face shoved into the pillows does nothing to stop your moans from bouncing off the walls.
"Fuck!" you cry out when his hips meet your ass in a practically rough thrust that pushed your body up on the bed. "Fuck 'm sorry sweets you just feel so good" he groans out, his fingers tightening their grip on your hips to pull you back. "Taking me so gooood though Angel, fuuccck" he whines out dragging his vowels as his eyes stare at where your pussy clings to his cock. A milky ring had already formed at the base of his cock and he was a little transfixed by it. When he pulls back this time and his hips snap forward his tip hits your g-spot at just the right speed and you let out a loud wanton moan.
"Shit honey, moan any louder and I think our neighbors will complain" he chuckled softly, gathering you in his arms to press your back to his chest. Wrapping one arm up to stretch's across your shoulders, one hand remaining on your hip he positions in and out of you. This new position at least stops the headboard from repeating banging against the bedroom wall.
"Don't care, not when you feel so good Den" you whimper out, and throw your head back as your eyes screw shut.
"What you want them to hear how well your boyfriend fucks you angel?" He teases in a low whisper against your ear. His hips speed up and with each thrust his cock hits that blissful spot over and over. Your stomach knotting up as you clench around him, your orgasm fast approaching.
"Fuck baby 'm gonna cum" you moan out, hands failing behind you to grab onto Dennis for stability.
"Cum for me sweets come on" he coos, fingers slipping down your body and through your soaked folds to find your aching clit. A string of loud curse words fall from your lips, Dennis cupping his free hand over your mouth to muffle them some. "Shhh Angel… 's okay baby cum on my cock" he groans out, his own orgasm closely behind yours with the way your cunt is squeezing down on his cock.
With one final deep hard thrust inside you cum hard around him, a sob of crude levels raking through your body fills the room. Dennis's hand hardly doing a thing to tamper the sound. "That's it baby" he praised.
His own orgasm is rung out of him shortly after a few extra frantic ruts of his hips against your ass.
After Dennis cleans you up and your drag your exhausted body to pee, you are quick to fall into a sleepy mess of entangled sweaty limbs on the bed. Falling asleep against his chest after you whisper a raspy "I love you baby" against his skin.
When Dennis heads out for work that morning, he kisses your forehead and whispers a goodbye. You were still knocked out and he knew there was no point to waking you.
When he opens the front door and a post it falls down. He furrows his brows at it before bending down to pluck it off the ground, reading it in his head.
“For the love of god, please quiet down or next time we will complain to the building manager.” His face blooms with heat and he pockets the note in his scrub pants before leaving the building with his head down a bit, even if he does have a small proud smile. He'll show you when he's back home and the two of you hopefully can get a good laugh out of it. But maybe you two should lower the decibel in the end, he's a bit worried about your voice after last night.
→ a/n: think I'm burning myself out on smut cause idk why this was hard to write like it took me a few days lmao tried to give it some lore idk.
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