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@riskybxsiness
indie smut rp blog by written by M — 25 y/o. he/him 18+ only.
Rules
Can interact on discord (send a dm if desired)
Adaptive ; meaning I can write the character you want with the FC you want.
Male only portrayals, and looking for m/f dynamics
Dominant muses and/or submissive just specify your preference
List of kinks can be found here
List of muses here
List of desired opposites here
HENRY CAVILL as NAPOLEON SOLO THE MAN FROM UNCLE ‧ 2015
she looked up at him, eyes gleaming, giddily.
like this, dad?
how about “god this guy is a such a dork and he’s so fucking weird and quiet” but my friends dared me to try to sleep with him, but god he knew he had such a kinky side and was so good in bed
Seninle şöyle.
HER DREAMS TRULY DID TAKE A TURN FOR THE BETTER, her imagination running wild as Lily almost believed that she was right there and then. it all felt so real, it tasted so real. the woman couldn't help the small sounds of bliss that escaped her as her dream-lover took his time to explore every inch of her, each new touch sparkling fire down her spine, igniting a pool of desire within her loins that seemed to bleed itself into reality as her pussy dripped with the hot, slick honey of her arousal. the blonde remained asleep as the god continued his onslaught onto her senses, her mind pulling her away from reality for a little bit longer, just a few minutes more of rest.
but even that could not last long. Lily gasped in shock as - finally - the barrier between reality and dream snapped like an elastic stretched too tight. her body coiled, her fingers gripping at the god's hair out of pure reflex - she knew where he would be, what he would be doing. there was no thought, no question about it. her body tensed, her lips parting in bliss as she let out a low, guttural moan of utter pleasure when upon awakening her body tumbled into the abbyss of an orgasm. it could not be stopped, it could not be avoided. Lily whimpered, freezing in place as her thighs clenched around Thor's head, keeping the god as immobile as she could with her weak mortal strength - waves upon waves of ecstasy crashing through her barely awakened mind. "fuck." the blonde hissed, falling limp onto the bed after what seemed like an eternity, absolutely certain she had made a mess of the sheets as well as Thor's face "do you ever tire of me?" she teased with a breathless chuckle, pulling at his hair to tug him away from her sensitive core for at least a moment of a break "we've slept barely three hours."
She tasted better than ale, a growl of approval vibrating off his lips and against her pretty pink pussy as the Thunderer drank his fill of her. Eager tongue lapped at the nectar slicking her flush folds, tongue slipping into the heat of her cunt as his gaze sought Lily’s out over the expanse of her beautiful little body. He wanted to see her reaction as much as he wanted to taste it, eager to have her after all the tense little moments that had brought them here in the first place. He didn’t care that her neighbors could hear - that this quirky little angel could turn into a desperate little slut. All he cared about was having her squirming and begging for every nasty and depraved thing he just knew she’d been thinking about since they’d first met.
❛ Never. ❜ Thor chuckled against the sweetness of her cunt, glancing up at her through the thick of his lashes with a devilish smirk. He wasn’t the one making noises here — wicked tongue and sly mouth far too preoccupied with eating the blonde out to even think about breaking for words…or air for that matter. Homme’s fingers latched onto the creamy expanse of her thighs all the more more tightly as she attempted to push his back, holding her firmly in place despite the sweat that slicked her glistening skin and his all too eager grasp. His hips rutted against the mattress as he deep-dived into the honey glaze of her pretty pussy, desperate for some friction to the engorged hard-on he was painfully ignoring. The bridge of his nose prodded and massaged her clit, pointed tongue searing his name in cursive deep inside of her.
FALLING ASLEEP IN THE SAME BED AS THE GOD OF THUNDER had proved to be quite a challenge. the god's needs and desires running much, much higher than those of mere mortals, even if she was an exception to the norm. her own lust had been something of a shy detail about her, something she never shared with people until she was absolutely sure she could trust them. and even then there were still many secrets that the woman kept to herself. just because it'd mean others would look at her different. would realise how fucked up she truly was. but then their paths had crossed, one conversation leading to another one, one touch to a kiss then to a nasty fuck in a dark alcove of the hallway. and the woman did not complain. not when Thor took her tight, wet core for the first time nor any of the dozens upon dozens that followed.
Lily had gone to bed early but it still meant nothing in terms of rest. the blond man's appetite never quite satisifed, his hands and cock always in or on her no matter what time of day or night. finally, she managed to pass out sometime as the sun was comming up the horizon but even that did not offer enough sleep. her dreams changing slowly, yet surely. her body growing hot under the sheets but having no strength in the state of dreams to move enough to do something about it. she whined softly under her breath, her thighs attempting to close and only managing to tighten themselves around the god's head - pulling him closer to her still dripping wet core. she did not need to be awake to have her body's response kick into gear almost out of pure reflex. his touch always making her thoughts spin out of control and right into the abbyss of lust and desire. her dreams changed the tone, her imagination conjuring up a sight nearly identical to the one happening around her in real life as her body mimicked what happened in the dream, hips arching and grinding up into the god's waiting mouth.
If he thought her lips tasted like wine, then her pussy was pure nectar. The son of Odin greedily lapped at her sweetness, growling against the skin as he heeded her instinctual encouragement. Thor focused on her clit at first, circling and massaging the little bundle of nerves with the tip of his tongue. He sucked on it gently, humming his approval of her growing arousal against her skin. Lily was glistening for him, seemingly inviting all that he was doing now and all that he had planned before their time was through. ❛ Aye, so beautiful, ❜ he muttered again, still not over the woman’s beauty.
God lowered himself even further on the mattress, the brush of his nose as he lapped at her cunt taking over possession of her clit. He drank from her deeply and hungrily, writing the word ‘mine’ inside of her with his tongue. He wrote other things too. His name. Her name. He could write an entire novel inside of her if she’d let him. If she could last that long without combusting, because he was determined to set fire to this bed and her with it. He pressed his face as deeply into the blonde as he could, tongue pointed and thrusting into her wet sex. His fingers held her more tightly once he began to tongue fuck her in earnest, hungry eyes watching for his little cumslut’s awaking reaction from between her thighs.
closed starter for @sinfuldynamics from stephanie mizzoti.
stephanie hummed as she looked up from her phone and she arched a brow, "you're late." she yawned against the back of her hand and stretched her arms above her head. she tipped her head to the side and ran her fingers through her hair. when they sat down, she climbed into their lap and smiled gently. "i won't fault you. do you want a drink?" she asked and shrugged her shoulders.
Guilt tugged at the young man as he rubbed the back of his neck instinctively. ❛ S-sorry… I lost track of time. ❜ The admittance came in a hushed apology, his voice carrying that nervous softness he always had when she looked at him like that. The moment she had settled into his lap, Tom’s whole body stiffened for a second, the heat rushing up his neck to his cheeks. His hands hovered awkwardly at her sides before finally resting gently against the blonde’s waist. ❛ A drink? Uh… yeah, maybe just some water. ❜ Cautious pools of hazel looked away and then back to her with a shy half-smile. ❛ Unless… unless you’re having something, then I’ll take the same. ❜
Her smile grew as he accepted her offer. "Sweet." She chuckled and walked into the bus, spotting two seats at the back. It was an hour of bus ride, perhaps more with the rain and traffic jam. Emily sat with the seat by the window and looked at Adam with a small smile on her face. She noticed how most of the passengers were sitting at the front of the vehicle. Making herself comfortable, the woman removed her coat and simply rested against her seat. Her cleavage was slightly opened, offering a view on her lingerie and her hard nipples, erected due to the cold and rain.
"I am definitely happy that we finally broke the ice, Adam." Emily smiled at him and just untied her hair before then adding. "Naturally, if you want you can also take a shower at my place before we have dinner. You can make yourself home, we have time." Her green hues looked at him with intensity as the bus drove on the highway. The more it was, the bigger her desire grew for him. She wished they weer already at her place, alone and naked. "You know.. I've often dreamed about you at nights." She confessed, a light chuckle escaping her lips.
Following her onto the bus, the storm finally closed behind them although the heat she radiated under his umbrella remained persistent. He slid into the seat beside her, close enough that their thighs brushed when the bus jolted forward. Goodness, Adam’s gaze couldn’t possibly stray away as she peeled off her coat, the sudden glimpse of lace and hardened peaks making his throat tighten. He forced his eyes back up… only to be caught in the green fire of hers. Those words being bold with a hint of playfulness had his lips curving into a slow smile.
❛ Breaking the ice might be the understatement of the year. ❜ He then leaned an inch closer, just enough that his breath warmed his coworker’s ear. ❛ Is that so? Who knows… perhaps we could even save some water by sharing it. I’m big on the whole environment thing. ❜ Subtle chuckle that followed didn’t mask the heat in his tone. Mr. Blackwell was enjoying himself far too much, tilting his head to watch her cleavage as subtly as he could from the new angle he had.
The soft tremor in her whisper threaded through him in a way the rain never could. For a moment, he forgot about the storm, the bus, even the city around them. It was just her, eyes bright despite the drizzle clinging to her lashes. ❛ I’m glad you did. ❜ Homme murmured back, his voice lower than he intended. It held a certain thickness with that had been building for weeks— maybe months.
The handle of the umbrella shifted in his grip, very much on purpose this time so his knuckles could brush against hers again. ❛ You have no idea.. ❜ Adam’s gaze dipped to her cleavage for a fraction of a second before returning to her eyes, ❛ how many times I’ve wanted to start this conversation myself. ❜
Her smile grew as she looked at Adam in the yes. It felt like she was walking on a dream, one of the countless she had had in her sleep. Feeling his knuckles brushing hers, Emily shivered and instantly stepped closer to feel the heat of his body. The storm raged, it was quite cold. Her green hues looked at him as she hesitated, wondered if she could offer him to come over her place. Have a tea, perhaps a glass of wine by the fireplace.
He was handsomer than ever. Her cheeks turned redder at the confession before Emily added: "I have also wanted to start this conversation. So many times." The bus arrived and the woman hesitated before asking him." Would you like to come over to my place? We could at least have a quieter environment. Warmer." She laughed slightly, noticing how he had checked on her cleavage. "I can start a fire and we can warm ourselves.." In her mind, Emily was quietly adding: naked.
The hiss of the bus brakes could be heard against the rain-slick pavement, but Adam didn’t move an inch. All he could think was how wrong it would feel to let her slip onto that bus like every other night without following through on this spark that had finally found its flame. Her invitation lingered sweeter than anything he’d imagined in all those quiet bus rides but when he caught the flicker of embarrassment in her cheeks? The corner of Adam’s mouth curled fully aware he had been caught and still... she had let it slide oh so effortlessly.
❛ You’re making it impossible to say no. ❜ Homme shifted the umbrella closer over her, stepping into her space until Emily could feel the heat of him through the rain-chilled air. Meanwhile, the bus doors opened and closed again so passengers could go on their merry way. ❛ I’d like that, Emily. After you. ❜ He gestured towards the public transportation. Was it a coincidence that only a handful of people at the front of the vehicle remained?
DANIEL CRAIG as MIKAEL BLOMKVIST in THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOO (2011)
His face is just incredible i wanna make out with him so bad
