i had this thought in my head and i couldn't get it out-
NSFW UNDER THE CUT. if you're a minor and you read this i will hang you on a hook like the killer in DBD.
yknow all of my favorites from boys that Erik feeds us with? the ones that personally i think are subs and switches (so yknow most of them)? say we've been edging them or teasing them for a good while. say that perhaps they. snap.
is all about the revenge. flips the positions. "can you take what you've been dishing out? hmm?" can play the long game and put off his own pleasure if it means edging you as much as you did him:
milo, gavin, damien, guy, mayhaps sam
doesn't snap in the traditional way per se. yes, he struggles out of your grip and manages to flip the tables, but he's still a sub at heart and he's begging and apologizing as he ruts into you desperately, chasing his own pleasure:
lasko, marcus (shut up i love him idc)
manages to get out of your grip and start in on you, but is babbling the whole time about how good you feel and how mean you were to deny him over and over. about how he loves you so much and he just wants to show you:
no thoughts only vincent, lovely, and darlin' INSISTING that "sam" is short for "sandwich" - vincent started it and now the three of them all have him saved as "sandwich collins 🤠" in their contacts
lovely, shouting up the stairs: we're going to be late! sam, come on!
darlin', trying not to laugh: sandwich collins, you get down here this instant!
sam, head in hands: for the last GODDAMN TIME-
will, across the room, thoroughly bemused: now now, sandwich, i won't have such language under my roof.
here goes with a geordi smut because there’s not enough of him-
pairing: geordi x reader
tags: smut! (minors dni), cutie finally being less of a little shit, praise, afab reader but they/them pronouns used, use of telepathy (obviously), what happens after the pool party
synopsis: after getting home from their friend’s pool party, cutie makes good on the teasing they’d subjected geordi to…
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briefly, cutie wonders if listening to geordi’s thoughts on the drive home from the pool party counts as distracted driving.
with the way geordi’s thoughts were going a mile a minute, they figured it had to. but they just can’t help themselves. after all, what fun is edging someone in a hot tub if you don’t get to hear their slightly frustrated and definitely horny thoughts?
“almost home…finally…i’m in for it when we get home, aren’t i? yeah. definitely in for it. is that a bad thing though? no, good thing. definitely good thing. fuck, i wish we were home already.”
speaking of which.
“yeah, you’re in for it, hon. don’t worry. i won’t tease too much…”
at the sound of cutie’s voice in his head, geordi seema to be reminded that they were still there listening, and laughs nervously. but cutie doesn’t miss the way his thighs tense.
“forgot they were still there…that’s embarrassing…is it though? i mean they’ve already seen me almost lose my mind not twenty minutes ago…oh my god i almost lost it at a party…god, they’re evil…you’re evil, you hear me?…evil…i love you…still evil…”
geordi’s train of thought slowly began to run off the track as they pulled in, nearly incoherent by the time they’re up the stairs and heading inside. cutie only catches brief words in the jumble, one of which is a quiet call of their name. they turn to face geordi- flustered, red-faced geordi, who is so, so close to their face, waiting for them to close the distance between their lips.
and so it begins with a kiss. sloppy, rushed, desperate, and everything geordi wants. he barely even registers that cutie is taking his hand and leading the two of them back to the bedroom until they’re turning him and the backs of his thighs hit the bed. He crumples at that, taking cutie with him as he falls back on the bed. now squarely on top of him, cutie has a perfect view of the way his chest is heaving. his thoughts are finally beginning to come back together now.
“god they’re so pretty…so pretty…on top of me…can’t- o-oh, oh, that’s-“
when they straddle him and take the opportunity to grind down onto him, geordi’s head tosses back and a choked gasp escapes his mouth. of course he’s still sensitive from the devious teasing he’d endured at cutie’s hands. but cutie knew that he wouldn’t have it any other way.
“geordi,” they coo at him. “geordi, baby, look at me…”
obediently, his eyes flutter open and find cutie’s, holding their gaze.
“how do you want me?” cutie asks, as if it were some trivial question.
the maelstrom of thoughts and images that flood geordi’s head nearly makes cutie cover their ears reflexively.
“can’t choose, can’t choose…love it when they’re on top of me like this…love it when they’re under me too…or that one time on their side, oh…oh god, or their mouth…no, no, want them close…need this, need them…just like this…on top of me…”
cutie has their answer. geordi only watches like a lovestruck idiot as they pull their shirt over their head, climbing off of him briefly to shed the rest. he takes the hint after they climb off, though, shucking his own clothes and discarding them on the bedroom floor along with theirs. the moment they were both finished, cutie is all over him, straddling him, pressing their lips to his hungrily.
their lips travel down his jaw, over his neck, and geordi grips their hips tight.
“god, they know what that does to me…i know they know…fuck, but it’s so hot…love them like this, love their body, love them. love you-uoh, oh, fuck-“
“love you too,” cutie replies out loud without thinking, the words murmured against the skin of his neck just before their teeth turn it dark and mottled with love bites. it almost distracts him from the sudden, overwhelming feeling of them sinking down onto him.
almost.
a loud cry comes from geordi, his back arching the tiniest bit as his grip on their hips grew tighter. “O-oh, oh, fuck, cutie, th-that’s-“
they don’t bother to let him respond before raising their hips and dropping them. cutie starts a rhythm as geordi’s cries grew louder, a soft moan falling from their own lips at the feeling of him inside them. geordi manages to finish his sentence.
“s-so good, shit…”
“swear I could listen to your sounds all day,” cutie grits out between bounces. “so pretty, sound so pretty for me…”
geordi’s only response to that is a whine, another sound that joins the symphony of heavy breaths and the sinful sound of skin on skin. his grip on them tightens.
“fuck, love it when they call me pretty…”
“yeah, i know you do. that’s why- mm! why i say it. gotta- ah…gotta remind you…”
cutie’s pace is getting faster, and geordi feels his ability to form coherent thoughts slipping away into oblivion.
“l-love you so mu-uh! so much!” he manages.
cutie stares down at him with nothing but adoration in their eyes, soft pants coming from their mouth. “love you t-too, my pretty boy, so p-perfect…”
for geordi and cutie, it feels like the whole world slows, suspends the spinning of her axis just for them. time means nothing when they’re lost in pleasure, and each other. the second it takes for cutie to roll their hips in a way that hits that sweet spot within them and sends geordi’s head reeling at the same time seems to be drawn out into half an hour, every bit of sensation ingrained in their brains. so for the two of them, the sudden tension in their bodies threatening to snap is almost a surprise, something that brings them down from the clouds a bit.
geordi stutters out “close-“ between whines at nearly the exact moment that cutie moans out “fuck, geordi, so close.” say what you want about geordi (granted, probably not without incurring cutie’s wrath), but god, cutie thought, is his stamina amazing.
“it’s- mmh, it’s okay, b-baby, l-let go.”
geordi only nods frantically, hips bucking up into cutie’s in a desperate bid to fall over the edge that he’s been worked up to. and all the while, cutie is lost in pleasure and thoughts of how much they love him, one of their hands smoothing his hair away from his forehead.
it hits them both like a shock straight to the spinal cord. both tense up, cutie trembles, and the debauched sounds from the two of them’s mouths entwine themselves like a pair of ivy vines up a trellis. it’s a good few seconds before they’re coming back from oblivion, pleasure still clouding their minds. geordi’s voice breaks the near-silence, tired but clearly satisfied.
“if this is what comes with pool parties, sign me up for the next one,” he jokes, and cutie swats his shoulder lightly. The gesture is paired with a radiant smile, though. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” is the thought that pushes its way into geordi’s head, echoing in cutie’s voice.
May I request some Sam & Darlin smut with dom!Sam?
hi! i would love to write for our favorite southern sweetheart, but i want to make sure what i write is up to par with what you had in mind. would you mind providing more details for your request? i know it’s a hassle to send another anon, but i really want to make sure i meet your expectations.
hello my darlings on the redacted smut tags! my name is nymph, and i’m a brand new blog hoping to write for the redacted asmr fandom! so, i wanted to make a little introduction!
as i said, my name is nymph. i’m 18, and my pronouns are they/she/he.
most of my listener characters use they/she or all pronouns because i myself am afab and tend to present femininely, but i am genderfluid and i try to be as gender inclusive as possible! if you send me specific pronouns or anatomy in a request i will always do my best to honor that.
my favorite characters are geordi, milo, huxley, and lasko!
as far as what i write, that depends on requests, but i write smut and fluff (no angst please, my heart can’t take it!) with dom or sub reader, whichever is requested or whichever i feel like writing when it’s my own personal works!
i hope we can all get better acquainted, and i hope to be able to fulfill any of your requests! thank you!
i’m genderfluid and use all pronouns, but primarily they/she!
i’m 18! I’m also autistic, so use of tone tags is appreciated.
this blog will be primarily writing, and a place for me to talk about my ocs! minors dni please! trick question im not asking politely minors dni.
if you don’t fancy my content, that’s perfectly fine, and you are welcome to block me! there is nothing inherently rude about blocking people, and if you don’t want to see my content you don’t have to! /gen
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