Zero thoughts, only Bucky being obscenely obsessed with Steve's competent, artist fingers and getting so much worse about it after they exchange rings.
Worse, terrible, and Jesus Fuck Bucky can't keep himself from taking Steve's ring and middle fingers between his pink, wet lips, forcing the thick length of deep enough in his mouth—his throat—to gag. He sucks and laps and swallows around Steve's fingers, his eyes watering, and satisfyingly feeling his teeth pornographically hit against that golden wedding band encircling Steve's finger. Mouth watering, Bucky relishes the harsh realness of it—that ring. Loving the way it feels on his tongue, against his teeth, in his mouth, tasting the devotion, Steve is one lucky, dirty bastard if Bucky ever lets him have his fingers back.
ruin(ed) our friendship - bartylus - word count: 2818
rated e | sex pollen | hand job | hand kink
Verax libidinus. Used widely in libido enhancing potions, effects of inhaling unprocessed pollen include but are not limited to: increased body temperature, blurred vision, and an uncontrollable feeling of lust towards a person you are physically attracted to. The only known remedy for these effects is for that person to bring the subject to orgasm. Not recommended for use outside of a committed relationship for this reason
Barty is far too clever to not recognise this particular plant when it's offered to him, but he's also far too trusting of Pandora, considering her track record of being unable to stay away from other people's business.
Regulus, too, trusts her far more than he should.
bit of a shorter one today in an attempt to prevent burnout now that we're halfway through. we'll see if it works.
You’re not entirely sure how you ended up here. Legs wrapped around a trim waist, being held up by strong arms and a rough calloused hand around your throat, the slight pressure enhancing the pleasure tenfold, your skin heating up with each thrust of practiced hips thrusting into your heat. The only thing seemingly keeping your body from overheating was the chill of the cold metal from the class ring on his fourth finger against your neck. Letting out a small hiss as he hit a particularly deep spot within you, your eyes screwed shut enjoying the tingling that begins blooming at the base of your spine “You look so pretty like that darlin’” Jake’s accent becoming more pronounced with the effort he’d been putting forward “my hand wrapped around your neck, like a pretty…little…necklace” he enhanced each word with a quick snap of his hips, driving himself deeper. Unable to stop the mewl that escaped your lips as he punctuated his words which only seemed to spur him on.
You ever think about sitting pretty on your knees between Keigo's legs? His fingers in your mouth- long digits petting over tongue, rings smoothing over that dripping muscle and gliding through your teeth, clinking along those porcelain bones. His face so passive, vaguely bored with your eager suckling and needy whimpers, how your hips grind against nothing as you gag on his fingers.
A drooling little whore that just wants to please him. A dumb little bimbo that's dying for his cock. A whimpering little slut that can't keep from tearing up when he continues to ignore you, when he focuses more on smoking his cigarette and watching something on tv instead of you and your sniffling, muffled pleas; you and the drool coating his fingers, his palm; you and the dripping slather that falls onto your thighs, slips between them and joins the cum that's drenching your panties 🧡
Just.
Have you ever thought about being Keigo's cockhungry little slut and having to deal with being ignored by him? 🧡
Words: 1,069 (okay, I’m so sorry this is so short you guys!)
Authors notes: This is a drabble written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and I’ve included some kinks for their 2k Follower Celebration. CONGRATULATIONS HBC!!! Kinks used: rings, goatee, tattoos.
You were feeling nervous when the taxi pulled up outside of the place your friend had sent you to for your blind date with one of her friends. It was a bar that served delicious home cooked food and it was a place you were familiar with, you have been here only once before, and if your memory serves correctly, you quite liked it. And according to Erin, this was the place your date had chosen.
You paid and thanked the driver as you stepped out. Your heels click-clacking booming in the otherwise quiet night. There no was nobody around, which wasn’t unusual for a Tuesday night.
The double wooden doors opened and a couple of guys came out with their beers, you exchanged smiles with them as one guy kept the door open for you. With a quiet thanks, you walked in.
The mood lights surrounded the bar area in an orange setting, the atmosphere was cozy and light, as you suspected, there wasn’t too many people here tonight. You instantly relaxed and scanned around, looking for the man Erin had described to you in great detail, your eyes stopping on the gentleman you were sure was him sitting in the booth in the far corner.
He was wearing a short sleeved Tee Shirt which showed off his amazing arms and tattoos that he had up that arm. Erin had told you he has gotten a few tattoos since he learned you loved a man with tattoos, you found it really flattering and you were already liking him.
With confidence, you strolled across the floor, offering a small smile to the waiter as you passed and stopped by the booth. When he noticed your lingering presence, he looked up and you were mesmerised by the intensity of his blue eyes.
“Hi. Are you- are you Chris?” your voice was quiet over the soft music in the background. He was really good looking even with his buzz cut hairstyle and goatee.
“I am. Are you Y/N?” his eyes wandered down the full length of your body and licked his lips.
“Yes.” you cleared your throat and sat down opposite Chris. He didn’t stop looking at you, and you wondered briefly if there was something on your face.
“Is there something on my face?” you wiped at your cheeks anyway, just to be sure. Chris laughed and shook his head, propping his elbow on the table and resting his head on the palm of his hand.
“Only beauty.” he replied after a few minutes. You hung your head down towards your lap to hide the blush that was sweeping across your cheeks.
“No I’m serious.” Chris cleared his throat, “Erin didn’t tell me you were so beautiful I’m quite stunned. Usually when I’m on these things, my dates never show up.” your eyes met his once again, your story was similar.
“Um well thank you. I’m so flattered and it’s the same thing with me.” you exchanged smiles, only his didn’t quite meet his eyes by your confession.
“Well, they are idiots. So, thank you for coming. Can I get you a drink?” He pointed towards the bar, the light bouncing off the many rings that he had on his right hand, you didn’t notice until now but holy shit you loved them.
“Yes please, a white wine would be perfect.” you blushed when he winked and stood to walk over to the bar. You took the opportunity to check out his ass and boy, you was not disappointed. You sucked your lip between your teeth when he blindly reached into his back pocket to pull out his wallet, the silver bracelets sat loosely on his left wrist and more rings littered his fingers. The tattoos you recognized as new on his left arm looked hot, and you wanted to trace each one with the tip of your fingers.
Chris looked over his shoulder for a moment, you looked away quickly with a blush, missing the knowing smirk Chris was giving you right now. He felt you staring at him, his years of experience as an undercover cop heightened his senses.
He returned to the booth a couple of minutes later with 2 drinks.
“Thank you.” you said bringing the wine glass to your lips.
“My pleasure.” he replied after a while, shifting in his seat when your tongue came out to capture the excess liquid that had escaped when you pulled the wine glass away. “So, tell me about yourself.” Chris wiped the foam beard his beer gave him with his hand and crossed his arms on the table.
And so you did, you told him your whole life story, as far back as you could remember anyway. In between, he would ask questions and you’d answer.
You asked about his life, and Chris told you everything too from the beginning. You also took some opportunities to ask him some questions in return. Chris didn’t seem to hesitate to answer anything you asked. He was naturally very funny and made you laugh more times than you could remember.
Sometime during your conversation, the two of you ordered some food from the bar and the conversations flowed naturally and more easily. It actually felt like the two of you had known each other for longer than a couple of hours.
By the time you checked the time on your watch, it was close to 10 p.m. and the bar was more or less empty.
“I should really get going.” you said regrettably, not wanting the night to end but knew it had to at some point.
“Will I see you again?” he asked, running his fingers over his goatee.
“I hope so.” you bit your lip teasingly as you stood up and smoothed down your shirt. Chris walked you to the door, the chill in the air making you shudder.
“Can I walk you home?” he asked, sticking his hands in his front pockets of his bomber jacket.
“Um...”
“No no! I don’t mean anything like that. It’s just late and I won’t sleep tonight if I don’t make sure you’re home safe. Sorry I’m just protective like that.”
“Please don’t apologize, it’s very sweet and yes please, I’d love it if you could walk me home.” Chris smiled and bent his elbow out slightly for you to hook your arm around it.
Has anyone else noticed that alec lowkey has a thing about pinning magnus up against surfaces/walls when they're making out?
For example;
Alec leaned into him, pinning Magnus between the table and his own body. Not that Magnus seemed to mind. (City of Lost Souls)
Alec shuddered and pinned Magnus up against the glass wall. (Red scrolls of magic)
He crossed the floor in one bound and pressed Magnus up against the window, pushing up Magnus’s shirt so Magnus’s back was against the sun-warmed glass (Red scrolls of magic)
Alec pulled him into his arms, then turned so Magnus had his back to the wall (The Land I Lost)
Let's just add this to the long long list of Alecs kinks
