Hi guys! I thought I should just share my whole mini little library of Project Hail Mary-related things so they're all in one place:
It includes:
A digital copy of the movie (with subtitles in 30+ languages via download)
My transcript of the movie (more on that here)
Audio recordings of the movie
A PDF of the book
An EPUB of the book (for e-readers)
The full audiobook
A copy of Andy Weir's doc on Eridians
A copy of Andy Weir's spreadsheet on Astrophage physics (among many other things!)
A draft of the screenplay for the film from 2022
An audio recording of the director's commentary
My transcript of the director's commentary
There's also a google doc with some instructions to follow if any of the files aren't working or aren't allowing you to download them, which usually happens when too many people try to access or download something at the same time.
Additionally there's a UHD copy (that's too big to fit in the drive) here!:
Securely store, share, and access your important files and photos. Anytime, anywhere.
Please note that because of the way that google drive works, some of the subtitles only work if you download the file yourself.
The audiobook, audio recordings, and commentary all have their properties programmed so they (should) work just like songs with a track number, album cover, artist, and so on if you download them.
There are two audios of the movie, one is the entire film untouched and one is that same audio cut up and broken down into separate scenes for convenience.
Additionally, there are two versions of the movie transcript, one with time stamps that match the audio recording and one without. The time stamps (+ their titles from the audio) are outlined in that version, so if you double-click on that tab or click "show outline," they'll all show up and you can pick a specific scene.
Similarly, there are two different versions of the director's commentary transcript. The first is made to listen along to the commentary, while the second is more intended to be read on its own. The first is a direct transcription of everything that's said (an attempt, at least), while the second is slightly cleaned up for easier reading, meaning things like jumbled sentences and stuttering were removed or reorganised, but nothing has been actually paraphrased. Both are broken down into different scenes based on how their conversation goes, and the listening version includes timestamps.Â
The first few seconds of the commentary are missing unfortunately as my US friend who was kind enough to record it for me had some technical difficulties at the start, but she was able to paraphrase the part that was missed. The commentary starts at that first red shot of Ryland Grace's face in the coma suit 32 seconds into the digital copy.
As always, if anything's not working right or you notice any mistakes in anything, please let me know and I'll fix it as soon as I can!
(Similar but smaller resource library for The Martian is here!)
begging for some subtop jack!!!! just him absolutely whining while he's being told he can't fuck the cute hole in front of him until he's allowed, but obeying because he's a good boy
Also I love your content so so much!!!
Omg I wonder what Jack-Abbot-Sub-Truther dropped in my inbox-
Did you hack my discord?? How tf did you know I'm obsessed with this right now??
Because he would- good little soldier, he knew how to follow an order. That didn't mean it wasn't hard! All he wants to do is make Dennis feel good, he knows he's good at it, so when he's hovering over him with a pillow propped under his residual limb it's torture. His arms aren't shaking from the strain of keeping himself propped up; they're shaking from the need coursing through him like a dog with a treat on its nose.
They were cruel, too- stopped him mid thrust and told him to wait. He shivered from the cool air on his wet cock, the only warmth from the tip still notched inside. Jack let out a low whine and let his head hang between his shoulders.
"Dennis, you're killing me, doll, please-" He croaked, earning a soft huff of laughter from the devilish angel under him. A thin hand raked through his curls, cupping his scruffy jaw and letting Jack nuzzle into the palm and sigh.
"Thirty more seconds, Jackie." Dennis murmured, glancing at the timer on his phone.
"Angel-"
"-25 seconds."
Jack let out a harsh puff of air, groaning as Dennis clenched around him. His hips twitched in a minuscule movement, but obediently he got them to still even as the muscles twitched and jumped under his skin.
It was agonizing. It was worth it.
When Dennis gave the release command Jack was practically on top of him, sheathing his cock inside Dennisâs warmth and moaning with relief, leaning down to press sloppy kisses to his mouth and mumble âthank you, thank you, baby, fuck you feel so good-â
Guys. Guys. Do you ever think about the funeral boats merlin made for freya, lance and arthur?
Freyaâs boat was covered in soft green grass, like she was being gently laid back into a quiet meadow one last time. It looked so peaceful.
Lancelotâs boat was overflowing with flowers, it was heartbreakingly beautiful as it floated away.
But when it was Arthurâs turnâŠ
Merlin couldnât do it.
Arthurâs boat was just the plain, ordinary straw one. No grass, no flowers, nothing at all.
Merlin was so devastated he didnât even have the heart or the energy left to decorate it. He loved Arthur so much, more than anything in this world . He just stood there on the shore, watching that bare little boat carry the man he loved most down the river with nothing but straw.
Because what do you do when the person you loved most in the world is suddenly gone? what do you decorate that with? what could possibly be enough?
A/n: writting this because i cant stop fantasizing about this man so maybe if i write everything down my brain will calm itself.
Summary: The last time you had sex was over two years ago with your ex-boyfriend. Sure you pleasure yourself pretty much every night but its not the same as an actual human.
In desperate need you decide to go out to a bar and see what you can find.
Little did you know who you will end the night with.
Tw: Alcohol, Smut
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You walk into your apartment building and hit the button to the elevator. Thank goodness theres no one else because you are ready to get to your apartment, for personal reasons.
Everything at work got on your nerves today no matter what. The ticking of the clock, people having too loud of a keyboard so all you heard was typing all around you, accidentally knocking over a cup of water on your desk.
Everything was just too much.
As soon as you opened your door you threw your bag on the kitchen counter and walked to the bathroom to take a shower.
Accidentally hitting the corner of the table, just perfectly at your hip you let out a curse but also a small whine.
âUgh, whatever.â You mumble as you pleasure yourself on the tables corner.
After a day like today you need something to distract yourself.
ââ-
Once you took your shower you put on some comfortable clothes and made dinner.
Its only 7pm so the night is still young and you dont have work tomorrow.
You sat on the couch watching some rom-com that was already playing as you find yourself rolling your eyes and switching the channel when the two characters started having sex.
Really? Jealous of two Tv show characters getting more than you? Pathetic.
Your eyes moved down to the time on the cable box and it read 7:45pm. The bar right down the street opens in fifteen minutes.
âFuck it.â You say getting up from the spot on the couch.
You put your dirty plate in the sink and walk into the bedroom opening the closet door.
âHmmmmâ you hum as you look at your options.
Need something that wont flash anyone when you dance but need something that shows just enough but too much because you dont want people to know how desperate you are.
âThis will work.â You aay to yourself as you change into the sparkly red spaghetti strapped dress.
It covers your whole body, just stopping to the middle of your thighs. Shows off your soft shoulders and the top of your boobs sit just right.
With a quick curl of the end of your hair and some quick makeup youâre out the door at 8:10pm.
ââ-
When you arrive at the bar theres not too many people there yet, a group in each corner and few stragglers at the bar.
You take a seat at the bar and order yourself a drink as you wait for whoever basically.
Its going on ten now and youâre about ready to just get up and go back home when someone walks up next to you to order a drink.
âWhiskey, neat please.â The deep voice says.
You look over to your right and see a strong arm resting on the bar top. You move your eyes up and see a clean shaven face and soft brown hair just falling a little to the side on top.
The man looks over at you and just that sent a shiver of heat through your body. The deep brown eyes glancing at you.
You look at the navy blue shirt hes wearing and see that it says LAFD.
âAre you a firefighter?â You ask him, stupidly but you need something to make a conversation.
âI am.â He says, you can tell his eyes glance down at your chest but quickly makes their way back up to your face. âHeres your drink sir.â The bartender slid his drink across the counter to him.
Your mind and mouth fight with each other, hes about to leave say something but dont say something stupid.
âDo you want to have sex?â You blurt out. Shit. Maybe you have drank too much too soon.
Your mouth won the fight with your brain.
The man froze, drink halfway to his mouth just staring at? The wall? The floor? You?
âI-i-i-iâm sorry. I think iâve had too much to drink.â You say extremely embarrassed, you know your cheeks are flushed you can feel it.
The man downs his drink and asks for another. Still not answering your question but maybe its better if he doesnât answer it.
Actually its probably for the best he doesnât answer it.
When he gets his new drink he gives you a nod and walks away quickly.
You watch as he joins a group of people, three men and three women. Probably other firefighters and heâs probably telling them what just happened.
You quickly get up an rush to the bathroom, you can feel eyes on you and its making you feel worse than you already do.
ââ-
As you wash your hands taking a look at yourself in the mirror you cant help but think of how much of mess you are right now.
In life and right now.
You touch up your make up before leaving the bathroom, with still a little bit of hope still left in you youâre not ready to give up the goal of the night just yet.
Even though its probably best if you just go home and pleasure yourself after asking a man, a freaking firefighter, to have sex with you when he hadnât even had a drink yet.
As you open the bathroom door while putting your lipstick back in your purse you bump into a soft wall.
âSorryâ you apologize without looking at the said wall.
When your alcohol filled brain processes what just happened you realize walls arenât soft. You turn around and see the man from the bar standing there.
âOh. Its you.â You say, crap. âSorry that sounded mean. You probably think i-â you begin to go on about something, you dont even know but was cut off when the man closed the distance between you all and kissed you.
âWhats your name?â You break away to ask. âEddie.â He replies quickly as he pushes you back against the wall.
His mouth adventuring yours as his hands slide up your side.
âLets go to my place its just down the street.â You say grabbing his hand before it reaches its destination.
You grab his hand and drag him out of the bar behind you. You hear someone yell âget it Eddie!â Assuming it was one of the other firefighters he was with.
âââ-
As the two of you awkwardly waited for the elevator you could feel yourself already wet and in need of this man inside you.
âHow long does this elevator take?â Eddie asked, hes half tempted to pick you up over his shoulder and carry you up the stairs.
âUsually not this long.â You answer noticing it is taking longer than usual. âWhat floor do you live on?â He asks.
âThird-ah!â You let out when he all of a sudden lifts you up with ease over his shoulder and opens the door to stairs taking two at a time.
Hes a firefighter he does this all the time.
When he opened the door you heard the ding of the elevator but this, this was hot.
âApartment 12B3â you tell him. He turns so you can unlock the door.
When the door opens he turns around cautious not to bump you into the wall. He shuts the door with his foot.
âFound it!â Eddies says when he finds your bedroom. He makes it there in three big steps and kicks the door shut as he lays you on the bed.
You shimmy your way up on the bed as Eddie takes off his shirt. Your eyes glued to his broad shoulders, his strong chest, his abs, oh god his abs.
Your weakness when it comes to men.
âYouâre soâŠ. Strong.â You say as he places each hand on the bed next to you.
âAnd youâre beautiful sweetheart.â His voice his deep and gentle. A soft hand travels up your side as his mouth devours yours.
Eddies hand slips underneath your dress as he lifts it up off over you revealing your body to him.
He looks at your breasts as they lay perfectly plump like a pillow, the curves of your hips and the small pump of your belly.
He couldnât wait to get inside of you.
One hand placed on the bed for balance as his other hand explores your body as his mouth makes its way around your neck and boobs.
His fingers slip into your underwear as he pulls them down and you kick your ankles as the underwear hits the floor.
âYouâre so wet.â Eddie says as his fingers explore your folds.
A small whimped escapes your mouth as he inserts one of his fingers into you.
Eddie smiles as he watches your eyes flutter shut and your hips react everytime he moves his finger in you.
âYou want another sweetheart?â He asks. Not being able to talk you shake your head yes.
Eddie inserts another finger in you as he takes off his pants. You hear his pants hit the floor as he takes in one of your breasts into his mouth.
âEddie.â You run your fingers through his hair, its soft and silky.
Eddie looks up at you making direct eye contact with you as he takes his fingers out of you and licks them off one by one.
âYou taste amazing sweetheart.â He says. He moves to where heâs hovering over you.
You can see the bulge in his under, you can feel it as he lowers himself as he takes your mouth back into his.
The two of you make out with the tease of him against you. You move your hands from his back to his boxers.
He doesnât stop you, he wants this just as bad as you do. He helps you take them off the rest of the way as they get tossed to the side.
He looks at you as asking if this okay, with a simple nod and soft smile his head moves down giving you a softer kiss as his hips move down closer to yours.
You feel the tip of him then feel him whole inside of you. A small moan escapes as you claw at his back. Eddie thrusts his hips against you at a nice steady pace.
âDamn it⊠you feel so good.â Eddies grunts out against your lips. âFaster.â You beg.
Eddie starts moving faster as he puts a hand on too of your head to help keep you in place.
You feel yourself finish as he pulls out and finishes on your belly.
âGood job sweetheart, we finished together.â Eddie says. âWheres your towels?â He asks.
You point your finger towards your bathroom as watch as he walks over to grab a towel.
Eddie wipes you off and cleans himself off.
He climbs into bed next to you as you melt your way into his arms.
âAftercare.â You mumble.
Soon you are in the warmth of your bed and Eddies strong firefighter arms.
This is what you needed.
Now will this happen again? You hope so.
ââââ
A/n: i hope you liked the story. I donât do much character x reader like this so forgive me if its not good lol. Might make more i dont know.
I did a quick glance over for any mistypes so apologies if i mississ any!
ryan guzman in the boy next door is hot ... but did you that there is an interview of him and oliver where oliver says he auditioned for that role too? đ€ i wanna imagine oliver in that role đ« đ«
i saw a post about it, but i haven't seen the interview!! the odds of that are actually so crazy, and i IMMEDIATELY had thoughts about how the story could be changed to fit me reader<3 so i'm using this ask as my place to dump my silly little storyline i came up with (you can imagine either ryan or oliver as noah, i came up with it as i was watching ryan, but oliver as this character also hits different)
warnings: slight non-con, noah/ryan/oliver breaks into readers house
MDNI- 18+ only please!
a quiet gasp escapes your throat as he pushes your back against the wall, his arms resting on either side of your head.
"you think you can get rid of me that easily, huh? you're mine." he says lowly, anger clear across his face. he reaches a hand down and runs the back of it down the side of your face, and the contact makes you shudder a breathy exhale.
âiâm not yours.â you tell him, your voice just barely audible as fear creeps into your belly. how did he get into your house? you hooked up one time, and it was great, but you donât make any sense together. and either way, you knew there was something off about him as soon as he moved in next door, but he seemed so eager to get you into his bed. it lit a fire in your belly that you couldnât fight off.
but this? youâre not sure if it was worth it.
thatâs why when you left his house the next morning, your clothes haphazardly thrown on, and your panties nowhere to be found, you decided to block his number and try to avoid him as much as possible. it was hard though; heâs still your neighbour. and youâd be lying if you said you never thought about your night with him when you were going to sleep at night.
âyes, you are. what happened between us? it was perfect. why would you want to mess that up?â he asks, a mixed look of rage and desperation in his eyes. you can see the muscles in his arms flexing in the corner of your eye, and you swallow as you realize that youâre completely alone with him in the house.
âwe donât make any sense.â you tell him, keeping your voice light and sweet, although your fear is making your voice shake. you were so caught of guard by his advances because heâs just so attractive, and youâre not used to men like him picking you over your skinnier friends. he raises a brow, leaning back as he scoffs.
âwhy the hell not? youâre everything i want. iâd do anything for you, you know that.â he tells you, the anger slipping from his tone as your words race through his mind. how can you say that to him? after all heâs done for you. he even got rid of you very annoying, very clingy, best friend. she meant too much to you, and all she did was get in the way of you focusing on him.
âyou really want me? you could have anyone.â you try to reason, but you can see the way he looks down at your body. the hunger in his eyes. it makes butterflies fill your stomach, and you know it shouldnât, but you canât help the desire pooling between your legs.
âis this because youâre insecure? baby i donât care about that. i love everything about you. i showed you that. keep letting me show you how much i love you.â he purrs, leaning down to kiss your neck, hands moving down to your plush hips, pulling your lower half flush against him.
âyou canât love me, you hardly know me. we hooked up once, thatâs it.â you whisper, instinctively tilting your head back as he nips and sucks on your skin. he pulls back from your neck with the same look of rage that you thought you had gotten rid of with your soft voice of reason.
âi do love you.â he snaps, hitting his fist against the wall. you flinch and let out a soft scream as his hand makes contact with the drywall right beside your head, and when you look over to where his fist landed, you can see the indent of his knuckles. âlet me love you, please.â he says in a soft, pleading voice. the way he switches his emotions so quickly leaves you dizzy, and you look back up to meet his eyes, hands shaking as you put them on his chest.
âplease.â you whisper, although youâre not sure what exactly youâre begging for. on one hand, youâre begging him to let you go, to leave you alone. but on the other, him showing you how much he wants you does make your heart hammer in your chest.
but he takes your pleading how he wants it, and his hands immediately go to the hem of your shirt. he pulls it off swiftly, and his lips meet your neck again, quickly moving down to your chest, his hands moving up to cup your breasts at the same time.
âmy pretty girl. all mine.â he hums, chuckling when he hears your soft whimper. he knows you secretly enjoy his attention, and heâll keep giving it to you until you admit it.
summary: you ask eddie why the two of you have never tried dating
pairing: eddie diaz x f!reader
word count: 3,2k
warnings: alcohol, vulgar language, friends to lovers dynamic 18+ MDNI; unprotected sex, oral post sex (m!receiving), cum-eating, dirty talk, riding cowboi cock, creampie.
It was half past eight when you showed up at Eddie's doorstep in a flattering maroon silk dress with an equally tempting bottle of wine in your hand. His heart lurched, and he had to awkwardly scratch his stubble to hide his jaw dropping. You offered a kittenish smirk and held up the bottle, tilting your head in question.
He couldn't help but chuckle, opening the door wider, an invitation for you to unwind in the comforts of his home. âI take it the date didn't go well?â
âI don't know what you're talking aboutâI got a free bottle of wine,â you shrugged, wiggling your brows playfully as you stepped inside.
Eddie snickered and accepted it, closing the door behind you, and went into the kitchen as you slipped out of your heels with a grunt.
He poured two glasses and noticed the rim of lip gloss around the mouth of the flask, and an image of your lips around it drew itself in his mind. Eddie inhaled sharply, cursing himself for still thinking about you like thisâat some point, he would have to get over you, right?
âSo you uhâyou wanna do disaster control or whereâre we at?â he asked, bringing the glasses to where you sat on the couch.
You scooped your legs up under you and thanked him, running your hand through your hair and leaning your cheek against your palm. âGod, no,â you snorted and took a sip of the wine, then leaned back contentedly. âI just wanna stay right here with my best friend, drink three hundred dollar wine, and watch whatever this is.â
Eddie chuckled and got settled on the other side of the couch, hanging his heavy arm over the backrest. You wanted to find comfort in it, have it around your shoulders, but you didn't want to make him uncomfortableâyou just couldn't help the urge. Eddie always made you feel safe.
Although they were rare, you treasured these nights with Eddie. When you had told him about your upcoming date, he had been quick to inform you that Christopher was at a sleepover and that he was off duty so in case something went awry (as he had come to know was often the case when you cherry picked strangers from a dating app) you were welcome to come over. You had called him old-fashioned for steering clear of online dating, but it was hard to feel like he was missing out when all you seemed to get out of it was obnoxious guys wasting your time.
He was in a phase in his life where he had subconsciously decided dating wasn't for him. With all his time spent at the firehouse and with friends and family, there was little left to really do anything. He was convinced he had all he needed in his life to be happy. Not everything was in the way he would have liked, perhaps, but then againânot every wish could come true.
In the past year or so, Eddie had found himself thinking more and more about your relationship. You had somehow drilled your way so deep into his mind that he had become accustomed to you being a part of his everyday lifeâeven if only in thought. He blamed Buck for the time he commented on how good you looked on New Year's Eve. Eddie watched you for too long and too longingly for his own answer to be nothing but a platonic agreement. Ever since then, not one day had gone by where you were not beautiful in his eyes.
So, a moment such as this one where you were spending your time with him, he really did feel like he had it all. This kind of love, if not romantic, was fulfilling enough for him to be content.
You spoke of everything and nothing, eyes on the screen but not really watching, just being in one another's company, and at some point the bottle was empty and your head was resting against Eddie's shoulder.
âHey, Eddie?â you muttered, sleepy eyes glued to television. Eddie hummed in response, chest heaving slowly with deep breaths, fingers gently scratching at your scalp. You tilted your head to look up at him, a tired smile on your lips. âThanks for making today a little less depressing.â
Something flashed across his faceâworry, admirationâyou couldn't tell before a soft smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. âAlways,â he chuckled and ruffled the crown of your head, turning his drowsy eyes back to the TV.
You giggled and pushed his hand away, though you didn't loosen your grip and draped it over your frame instead, intertwining your fingers, silently admiring him, waiting for a reaction to the close proximity. He didn't seem to notice the change, chest still heaving with deep, content breaths, the remains of his grin still wearing on his features.
Henâs words from the other night echoed from somewhere in your subconscious.Â
âSo you and Eddie have never gotten⊠You knowââ
She had wriggled her eyebrows at you.Â
âDown and dirty.â
âHey, Eddie?â you said again, still watching him. He chuckled again before he returned his soft gaze to you. His eyes sparkled, and he replied with another hum. âWhy were we never a thing?â
This took him by surprise. You saw it in those deep brown orbs of his before he could shield it. He didn't make any movements that suggested discomfort, though. He spoke calmly, âwhere's this coming from?â
You shrugged against him, returning your eyes to the screen to avoid his intense gaze. âI don't know, orâI mean⊠I guess, I just had this conversation with Hen, and it got me thinkingâhow come we never gave it a shot? I mean, we've known each other for what? Five years? And we've always had fun. We clicked right from the start, and we spend a lot of time together. Like, I knowâfor me it feels like one of us has always been seeing someone, but at the times where we didn't⊠Has it never crossed your mind? Us, I mean,â you rambled though you didn't feel as awkward as you figured you must sound. Perhaps it was the mix of wine and exhaustion, but you couldn't find it in you to be particularly embarrassed with Eddieâhe made you feel too safe for such a thing.Â
Eddie's shoulder heaved with your head, his chest filling with admission he had long considered equal to doomsday of your friendship. âOf course I have.â
When he didn't say anything else, you decided to press the matter. You grinned as you looked up at him. âWell, come on, Edsâhumour me. Why have we never tried?â
He studied your expression for a moment before something between a snort and a scoff escaped him. âI guess it's âcause we're friendsâand I don't want to do anything to compromise our friendship.â
You huffed, a little taken aback and shifted beside him, propping your elbow on his shoulder and resting your head in your palm. âI don't think you could ever do anything to ruin our relationship. I love having you in my life too much to let that happen.â
Eddie couldn't help the smile spreading to his eyes. âWell, then, if you've given this some thought, why are you only telling me this now? I know you're not the type of woman to wait around for the first kiss.â
You knew he was teasing you now, but there was truth to it, and the idea of you and Eddie sharing a kiss basically glued your hungry eyes to his lips. You wanted to taste them, you had for a long time. âI guess I didn't want to step on your toes either. But we're both single, and I think we know each other well enough to decide whether we stand a chance before doing something stupid. Besides, we've been drinking a bit, and it's just the two of us, so I guess it's confession o'clock.â
He nodded, chuckling. Eddie saw how you were looking at him, like you were just one wild thought away from taking what you wantedâand God, you really wanted him, didn't you? Eddie's tongue darted out to wet his lips, his hips shifting slightly. ââN you don't think this would be a mistake?â
While he didn't particularly think this was merely tipsy ramblings, he feared being the one to drag you down a rabbit hole.
Lucky him, you knew Eddie well enough to know how hard he could be on himself, how he was probably doubting himself right now.
You moved a bit and rested your hand against his cheek, palm warm from the skin of your own, eyes flickering between his pouty lips and his brown poppy eyes. Your thumb grazed his lower lip as you leaned closer. âI think if this is a mistake, it's one I wanna make.â
Eddie's jaw clenched in your hand, nostrils flaring with a sharp inhale, and he swallowed. Smirking down on you, brow cocked and lust in his eyes. He looked so handsome like this. âWhat's stopping you then? You want a date first?â
A sly smirk formed as you tilted your head, challenging him. âI'd rather take that kiss first.â
Mere inches from each other, breaths mixing, lips ghosting, Eddie's hand snaked around your lower half, squeezing your hip encouragingly. âThen take it.â
Heat rushed through your body as you did exactly that. Connecting your lips in the gentlest of ways, you melted against him, completely unaware of the tension your body had amassed. The weight lifted from your shoulders and everything in the room bar the two of you ceased to exist, and a moan vibrated from your lips.
Eddie felt the hairs on the nape of his neck rise as he held you closer, pulling you onto his lap and eagerly kissing you, feeling your weight ground him to the moment. There was a constriction in his chest that loosened when your parted lips gave way to his tongue.
Your tongues danced in a battle of power, suddenly wide awake at the taste of the other. You held onto his shoulders, shifting in his lap to properly straddle him, and you gasped at the contact, having forgotten you were only layered in a thin dress and panties.
A low moan rumbled in his chest, panting as he broke the kiss, looking down between your bodies. Eddie's hand slid down your ass, palming at the supple flesh while the other cradled the back of your neck, pulling you down so that your forehead rested against his. âFucking hell, cariño.â
A breathy giggle escaped you at his reaction. You leaned forward, pressing your bleeding heart against his, bucking slightly forward, feeling the rough imprint of his hard cock.
Hissing, Eddie's face scrunched up as if in pain, brows furrowing while he held a moan back at the friction. Large hands settled on your hips, pressing you down harder. âYou're gonna be the death of me.â
âI hope not,â you grinned, guiding his hands to your thighs, prompting him to explore your body further and he did so with great enthusiasm. He caught your lips again, greedily licking into your mouth as he massaged the flesh in his calloused hands. Moaning into his mouth you ground down on him, harder this time, loving the way your best friend's cock felt between your legs. You whimpered, âf-fuck, Eddie.â
âKeep moaninâ my name, mi amor,â he encouraged breathlessly, cursing when he finally let his fingers feel the damp lace material covering your sex. âOhâyou're fucking soaked, baby. All this for me?â
âYes, yes, Edsââ you cried, finding purchase on his shoulders as you writhed desperately in his embrace. âPlease! It-it's all for you, only for you.â
He slipped his thumb under the fabric and collected your juice before bringing it to your mouth. Eddie licked the sticky mix from your lips and groaned against you.
Whimpering, you reached between your bodies, frantically trying to undo his belt. His head fell back with a groan, his cock itching for freedom. He cursed, endearingly watching your facial expression as you finally managed to pull him free, memorizing just how beautifully your face twitched as you mumbled, âyou're so big.â
âYou can take it,â he encouraged.
You traced your thumb over the leaking slit, glossing it around the angry head, the soft touch making him whimper as he nibbled on your neck. It felt absolutely maddening, having a man such as Eddie Diaz under you, hips involuntarily bucking upward in an attempt to chase whatever relief your hand could offer. You enjoyed having that kind of power over him. Chuckling, you pulled his head back from where it was nuzzled in the crook of your neck and ghosted your lips over the shell of his ear. âEasy, cowboy.â
Moving your panties to the side, you dragged your fingers through your wet folds before taking him in your hand. You peppered kisses along his jawline, stroking him slowly but firmly. The noise from the TV seemed to die out as you pumped his thick shaft with your slick, grinding against him, enjoying the ragged breaths he emitted.
You positioned him at your wet entrance, dragging the angry head through your folds, shuddering.
Eddie's rough hand grabbed you by the jaw, flexed fingers digging into your skin, pulling you close to his face. âNo more teasing, princess,â he ordered hoarsely.
His command made you want to challenge him, but you couldn't hold back any longer. With a shaky breath, you positioned yourself and slowly slid down his length. There was a sharp pain but you expected as much. Still, you winced at the piercing sensation and found comfort in swallowing his ragged moan, distracting yourself from the sting as you took him to the hilt.
âFuck,â Eddie croaked, his hands wrapping around your thighs, pushing deeper, forcing himself further into your sex than you thought possible. He helped turn the pain into pleasure by kissing you softly, tongue tasting yours as he rocked you back and forth in his lap. You gasped into his mouth, face twisting as your walls adjusted to him. âYou feel so good around me, amor.â
You steadied yourself against his taut chest as you found your own rhythm. Enticed by your chest moving right in front of him, he freed a breast, leaving open-mouthed kisses as he massaged the skin with one hand, palming your ass with the other.
Initially, you had had no doubt being full of Eddie would feel good, but you hadn't been prepared to feel this much. His touch gave you warmth and kisses comfort, but the way he held you provided you with a sense of safety you never wanted to be rid of.
You settled into a comfortable rhythm, feeling confident riding his heavy cock with the sweet sounds he emitted. You took his hand from your ass and moved it to your belly, pressing into your flesh and moaning obscenely at the applied pressure. âHo-holy shit, Eddie! You feel that? Hnngâyou⊠so deep.â
Eddie let go of your nipple, but not before teasing the perked nub with his teeth, drawing a pitched whine from you. You watched you intensely through hazy eyes and furrowed brows, feeling his cock twitch as his hand pressed harder into your belly. âOhâyer taking me so well, doll. Doinâ so good for me. Ridinâ me like you were meant to.â
If your face wasn't flustered before, it surely was now. Your best friend's praise went straight to your cunt, clenching Eddie deliciously as if trying to milk him.
Eddie pulled you down and kissed you messily, hungry for whatever you might give him, as long as it was you. His hand moved from his bulge prodding you from inside and settled between your legs, rubbing tight circles on your throbbing clit.
âFf-fuck! Edsââ you gasped. The sudden determined attention to your neglected nub made you thwart forward, movements faltering as your high got higher.Â
His hips rutted in response, fucking into you when your legs shook around him. âThat's it, baby. Just let goâlet it all go.â
Wanton sounds of sweaty skin slapping, panting, moaning, lovingâyou lost yourself in Eddie's warmth, falling apart in his lap as he fucked you through your orgasm.
Eddie's thrusts grew more urgent, continuing his ministrations to your swollen clit while chasing his own release.
You cried out, feeling your body spasm, convulsing around him as he didn't let up. Your polished nails dug into his shoulders, clawing marks forming under the hazy gaze of your glossy eyes. âEâhnng! Eddie,â you choked, teeth biting his skin. âI⊠I can'tââ
Eddie ceased his torture only to hold your hips firmly as he practically fucked up into your slippery cunt like a ragdoll. Gasping, you felt the increased pace bringing on another orgasm as you held onto him for dear life, breathing each other's air. âJusâ a little more, babyââ he grunted, jaw fixed in place as he watched you fall apart on him. âYou're doing so good for me, amor. So, so good.â
âPlea-please, Eds,â you cried pathetically with just enough energy left to hold yourself slightly above him so that he could continue his assault on you. âCo-come in me, Eddie.â
Your desperate pleas set something off in him, his vivid imagination making him snap his hips roughly. Drawn into a scenario where you stood round and swollen with his seedâit made him burst.
Spurts of creamy ropes of cum painted your velvet walls as he tried to grind deeper into you, arms folding around the small of your waist, holding you down on him, his face hidden in your chest.
You noticed how the distant audio from the TV seemed to seep back to you, blending over your ragged pants and heavy breathing. Looking down between you, you saw a wet stain on your silky dress and you had no doubt Eddie's pants would be off way worse.
Eddie slowly lifted his head from your chest, those brown doe-eyes no longer filled with the same raw hunger but a weary mix of satisfaction and affection. Another surge of heat flushed your cheeks, and you pressed your lips against his, as gently as the first time around. He sighed softly at the contact, something so tender about the way your lips asked for permission while your tits were pressed against him and his cock still inside you.
After a moment you shifted and reluctantly got off him, not getting far when he didn't let go of your hand. âYou-you're leaving?â
You chuckled, squeezing his hand back. âWas actually just going to clean myself up,â you said and he nodded, but didn't let go. He snickered and got down on your knees, taking his half-hard cock in your hand, tilting it upward and licked him clean. Eddie shuddered, undoubtedly sensitive to the touch of your tongue lapping at your juices. You moaned around him, loving the taste; loving the feeling of his cum leaking down your thighs.
Eddie groaned your name and you let his head go with a pop. âYou'll stay the night, won't you?â
You hadn't exactly thought about leaving, but the request still made your heart flutter. âI will do anything you want me to, Eds.â
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