#marissa cooper

[connorwyndham]

THE O.C. (2003–2007) 3X20 « The Day After Tomorrow »

[dogmetaphors]

THE O.C. | S01E01 "Premiere"

[elainiisms]

that's MY emotional support female character from a shitty early 2000's drama!!!

[sophie-baek]

MARISSA COOPER & RYAN ATWOOD THE OC | 1.01 "Pilot"

[lolastung]

THE O.C. 1.01, “Pilot”

[mischas]

The O.C. 3.11 The Safe Harbor

[bloodbuzz-ohio]

THE O.C. ▸ The Core Four "It is Seth and Summer and it is Ryan and Marissa and that's the way it's supposed to be." (insp)

[maybnksdoll]

hihi. Seth Cohen smut?

ִ ࣪𖤐 shut the fuck up, seth cohen!

“okay babe — slow down your horses! not for god’s but for my sake! — holy shit,” he mumbled between one moan and another, his hands hooked your hips in a bumbling way as you repeatedly impaled yourself on his dick.

you moved your hair to one side with a hand, while the other one wandered around his chest, sticky with sweat, to his face. you leaned in, stopping him from saying another nonsense of his, trapping his lips in a heated kiss, continuing to bounce on his dick.

he whimpered in your mouth when you increased the speed, making you get wetter. “y-you are — fuck! you’re killing my dick,” he said looking upp at you. his body was quite trembling under yours, he struggled to keep his eyes open and his lips were slightly parted. you slowed down to rotate your hips on his length, feeling him caressing your spongy insides. you bit your lips to hold back a moan, but you miserably failed when you felt him twitching inside you. he was about to speak again but you preceded him, “not another fucking word.”

“you can’t just speed up and slow down like that-” he tried but you slammed a hand on his mouth, starting to move on him once again, setting your pace and grinding on him. you knew he was overstimulated, you could tell by the way his hands loosen up on your hips and by the way his thighs shook.

“will you shut the fuck up, cohen?” you asked rhetorically while you continued moving on him roughly. your hand found his and led him to your clit, forcing him to rub it. you were close, your walls tightening on his hard member.

when you felt him twitching again, you reached your highest point: your orgasm hit you hard, milking him with every drop. you continued to ride your high out on him, while he was like in trance — looking up at you, his face sweaty and his eyes begging you to finish him off.

you smirked at him — “what? my little yapper boy needs something?” you teased, almost stilling your movements. he nodded eagerly, his hips bucking up in search of some relief. but you weren’t having it. “you ain’t got any words now?”

“please — please princess-” his hands flew on your hips, tentatively caressing you as a plead.

you pretended to think about it, “mh — since you asked so nicely,” you lifted up, pulling out his dick from your pussy, strands of your cream and his arousal connected your thighs to his balls, and as much as you claimed it didn’t, the sight was getting you worked up again.

you positioned yourself between his thighs and wrapped your finger around his throbbing cock, which you had the suspect could bust just at the contact. you rubbed him up and down, looking at him directly in his eyes.

“like this baby? you like it? you asked, squeezing gently his tip with your middle and pointer finger. you approached to it, brushing your lips against it, earning a quiet whimper from him.

“babe... if you don't-” he stumbled over his words “stop teasing...”

you decided to fulfill his request and finally took him in your mouth, wrapping your pump lips around his dick, kitty-licking his tip as you hollowed your cheeks, forcing yourself to accept the whole length in your warm mouth. he tried to grab your hair with his hand, but you harshly stopped him, slapping his hand down on the bed as he sighed.

however, it took less than two minutes to have him relapsing in your mouth, he moaned loudly, as his cock spasmed — warm seed filled your cavity, ending up directly in your throat.

you continued to pump him with your right hand up and down, while you sucked on his tip to swallow even the last drop.

when he finished, you pulled your mouth away from his dick, your hand still stroking him gently as you got on him again, but he took your hand away, “nuh-huh, if you touch my poor soldier again i’ll kill you — nah, scratch that, i’ll never stop talking again.”

yaps. i couldn’t picture him in anything but a sub scenario… i can’t imagine SETH being a DOM, like wdym he’s just a nerd — ok stop. anyway, live love laugh seth cohen. ALSO seth edit

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