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[topgun-imagines]

Ice setting up a spicy surprise for you when you get home from a bad day

It was just one of those days where everything would go wrong. Your alarm went off late so you had no time to make coffee, you were late to work because of the insane traffic this morning, and one of your coworkers ate your lunch that you left in the fridge.

You would have called Ice after, close to tears as you recounted the events of your horrible day. He listened intently, offering the occasional hum and agreement while you were ranting. Ice knew that he would be getting home before you. According to you, it would be a miracle if you got out by 10:00 pm.

So when he got home, after stopping at a flower shop on the way, he put his plan into action. he scoured the house for any candle that the two of you owned. after spearing them and the rose petals around the bedroom, he found a romantic record and put it on quietly.

You were home only a few minutes after he finished setting everything up. Your fiancé was straightening the duvet when you walked in, wanting everything to look perfect. He could tell how tired you were just from looking at you.

After a few minutes he had you laid out in bed, naked and moaning softly as he whispered soft, soothing words into your hair. Ice knew that he couldn't make your day at work any better, but he hoped that now that you were home, he would be able to make you forget all about it as you came apart on his cock again and again.

Hope you enjoyed lovely! Thank you for the thought!

[rhettabbotts]

Shelby this came up on my for you thing,

And the way my mind went to Rhett

that is very much rhett x tillerson!reader i will take no questions

you met him at one of the bars in the next town over to avoid wandering eyes. it had been a few weeks since you were alone with him and you were itching to touch him. your body felt like it was on fire the drive there.

he was sitting at a booth when you walked in, already nursing a whiskey. the neon lights casting shadows over his face. a lopsided grin spread across his face when he saw you at the door, eyes roaming all over your body, taking you in.

“it’s about damn time you showed up. was gettin’ a little worried,” he said with a smile. “want anything to drink?”

“awe how sweet.. worryin’ about me now?” you said, leaning back into the booth seat and smirking.

he got up out of his seat, moving to sit next to you. he grabbed your face and kissed you hard.

“don’t push it,” he mumbled against your lips.

you didn’t stay too long at the bar, long enough to get a couple of drinks in before you headed to the motel. he couldn’t keep his hands off you while you were trying to open the door, hands gripping your waist and mouth attached to your neck.

once you made it inside, there was no hesitation. clothes were flying in every direction, a blur of hands and lips. you weren’t wasting any time, both too wound up to care.

he had you pressed into the mattress, hips driving into you at a brutal pace. you couldn’t hold back the moans that forced their way out of your throat.

“we.. really shouldn’t… be… doing this,” you said breathlessly, squeezing your legs tighter around his waist. your hands tugging on his hair to see his eyes roll back.

“don’t see you tryin’ to stop, sweetheart.”

[sebsxphia]

Okay Babes… Seb the Finn thots came for me

Riding his bat before a big game for good luck and then Finn licking the bat clean

BELLA?????? BELLA??????? JESUS CHRIST

you’re knelt on finn’s bed with his bat in between your thighs. your back is arched and your fists planted into his mattress. your hips are moving back and forth over his bat and the firm pressure is perfect on your clit. you begged the question of why you didn’t do this sooner.

finn sits opposite his bed in an armchair watching the scene unfold before him with a hungry gaze. his thighs are spread and his jaw set in a firm line. occasionally a smirk twists onto his lips when you let out a moan. he can see your slick coating his bat and it makes him shift in his seat and adjust his jeans. it glistens in the low light of his bedroom and he’s gripping onto the arms of his chair.

he wets his bottom lip with his tongue to speak as he can tell from your breathy whimpers that you’re getting close. “that’s it, good girl. ride my bat for good luck. it’s gonna smell of you all day, sugar.”

finn’s sweet encouragement and the notion of what you’re doing has you hurtling further and further towards your orgasm.

“f- finn! fuck, i’m gonna- i’m gon-”

“go on, come over my bat. you got it. smear your cum over it.”

you let go completely and your whole body shudders with the overwhelming feeling. finn gets up from his seat and catches you before you fall in an awkward position with sweet praises and kisses to your skin falling from his mouth.

he lays you down softly on his bed as you catch your breath and he slips the bat from under your thighs. he cages his body over you and brings the wooden bat to his mouth and lets out a groan as he runs his tongue over the shaft, tasting your sweet juices. “mm, you taste so fucking good sugar. you were so good for me. gon’ have the best game now.”

i slapped my hand over my mouth when i saw this ask sdjnfsaj thank you so much my love for this absolute filth!!! 💌

[mothdruid]

Professor Floyd coordinates the pen colors he uses to correct essays and tests based on what panties you wear

OMG YES BELLA

i can just imagine going through the semester. red you wear the cute red lace set, black for that thong that drives him wild, blue for the cute pair with the bows. but then one day you get back a test that has no marks. you immediately, in class, ask why you have no marks. he simply says "you know what it means."

everyone thinks it because you scored perfectly. but you know it means to wear nothing underneath your dress to dinner that night.

send professor thoughts

[hangmanapologist]

Robyn, dilf!Rhett telling you to pull the fuck out of his hair while he eats you out over the kitchen island after sending the kids out to the bus

THIS IS WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT

Having you pinned to the kitchen counter with your sundress bunched around your waist and he is getting to WORK

Running your fingers through the grey at his temples would drive him crazy too

“Got a bit more grey comin’ in huh?”

“Tug it harder for me sweetheart”

And he’s not stopping until your legs are trembling!

“C’mon Bambi let’s get you down”

[sarahsmi13s]

🌹

oooo okay let's seee

i'll give you a sentence from my Outer Range fic

which is a Trevor Tillerson x Abbott!Reader (and it's an AU so the hole doesn't exist and the tillerson's aren't a bunch of assholes)

“You’re such a naive child, Y/N. It’s fucking ridiculous,” your oldest brother scoffed. “The fuck you just say to me?” He laughed, “You seriously can’t see it? He’s just fuckin’ using you! You’ll only ever be a play thing to him. That’s all you ever been to him!”

okay i know that's more than one sentence but i just had to add a few more for context purposes

send me rose babes!

i'm gonna tag some people that might be interested in this

@sebsxphia @lovinglyeternal

[phxntom-menxce]

Sooooooo

I’m just picturing Jake sneaking you into the barracks or sneaking Jake into your apartment(shared with you sister of course) and either one of two things happen.

1: one of the dagger team finds you two going at it and runs to tell Phoenix

2: Phoenix catching the two of you mid act and chasing around a naked Jake

Absolutely loving this narrative

For the first one, you two would be making out in the hallway outside of Jake’s room. Both of you too impatient to make it to his bed. Bob would round the corner and spot the both of you. You, pressed up against the wall with Jake’s face buried in your neck, would spot him first. You push Jake off of you and turn his head toward the shy WSO. His eyes dart between the two of you. “Hey, Bob,” you say chest heaving. Bob doesn’t say anything before turning on his heel and bolting back to where he came from. “Goddamnit Floyd, come back here!” You sprint after him, Jake following suit. You found him talking to your sister and pointing vaguely in your direction.

Natasha would come home late one night, calling out to let you know she was home. No response. She shrugged and went to take off her boots, stopping when she notices and extra pair of Navy issued combat boots by the door. They were far too large to be yours. That’s when she heard it “Oh, fuck, Jake!” The loud cry came from your room. She didn’t even bother knocking, barging into your room. “Nat, what the fuck!” You say, scrambling to cover yourself and the man in your bed. Her eyes bounced back and forth between you and Jake, who was still fully naked. “You have 30 seconds before I rock your shit, Seresin,” she states bluntly. Jake, of course, didn’t move and it ended with your sister chasing a still nude pilot out of your shared home.

[t-nd-rfoot]

Callsign: Maps

Bc I love the fact that your Master-List is an Atlas

I’m crying, I am so incredibly in love with this one 😭🫶 warms my lil heart when people mention my atlas! Wanted a fun way to call my fic navigation something else, and put all my favorite characters in one world 🥰 (I can already see the helmet design for this one lol)

tell me what you think my callsign would be