#scene write

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Jonathan Bailey x M!Reader

So, from now on, i’m going to start doing these little things i’ll call “Scene Writes”. Basically i’ll find a gif of some sorts and write a quick drabble about it. This’ll help me be more consistent and help improve my writing. Please send in some gifs of people you want Scene Writes of!!

You could feel the reserved man tremble under the pressure of your tongue around his length. He bit down hard on his lips as he watched you move your tongue meticulously; managing to hit every single one of his weak spots. His body moved in accordance to your non-stopping sucks—an ebb and flow of sorts.

He whipped his head, torn between paying attention to the ceiling and your face. Your hands were wrapped around the great muscles of his calves. You felt your mouth move across his cock effortlessly now, as if you were melting into him.

The man’s fingers dug into the wood of the table. The fluidity of his hips caused his dick to dig into the back of your throat. His body radiated a natural heat that pulled you closer to him ever so slightly. His pants turned rapid and ravenous and he sweating like he was chasing his orgasm.

Turning your mouth into a sucking machine, you hallowed your cheeks and placed your tongue meticulously at the bottom on your mouth. You did this in such a way that with each thrust he performed you would lick the shaft of his penis.

The man murmured incoherently as he came inside your mouth. He bit his lip again. You could see his chest rising and falling violently under his shirt. He let out a final gasp that accompanied the last drop of semen. You drank—like a hungry vampire—then let his cock flop out your mouth.

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Chris Evans x M!Reader

Another Scene Write. Warnings: public (kinda), sex, heavy smut, mlm, cumming inside, bttm reader.

A palpable desire humidified the air between you two. Chris was leaning against the elevator wall when you inched toward him and stroked his bicep. All it took was for Chris to realise what you were doing before he slammed you against the wall.

Before your body had time to adjust to his strong arms pinning you down, he came at you with a fervent kiss. You let yourself relax and fall into him. Chris’ hand went to the back of your head; he wanted to feel you even closer. Your hips moved instinctively—grinding intensely against his muscles.

The knowledge that the two of you were alone added to the unrestrained passion. Chris growled in your ear as he unzipped his pants and signalling for you to do the same.

Before you knew it you were face first against the wall, completely subservient to his every need and want. Chris hurried to grab at anything. He settled for your torso, pulling you close to him. You could feel the heat of him rolling over you. Enflaming your cheeks.

The two of you, like missing puzzle pieces finally connecting, moved symmetrically with one another. His cock moving its way through your entrance and back out again. Your back arched against him. He licked against the nape of your neck tenderly. With each desperate thrust, he went deeper and deeper into the unexplored parts of your body.

After full minutes of panting and moaning, Chris came deep in your stomach, his breath hot and humid against your ear. When he pulled out the feeling was similar to losing a limb. You craved him back inside yourself as soon as possible, at-least you would have his semen swirling in you.

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Callum Turner x M!Reader

I’m really enjoying these so here have another one! Warnings: you’re used for pleasure, Callum disregards you, heavy smut, mlm, blowjob.

“Keep goin’.” He commanded to you, inhaling the thick wafts of his cigarette smoke.

You did as he said: continuing to suck his pretty cock. Worshipping his balls with your hands as you did so. Callum completely ignored you, favouring the window over you. In a twisted way you enjoyed the fact he completely disregarded you.

His body was perfect in your eyes. Despite it being sprawled comfortably on the chair. You understood that Callum was using you for his pleasure, but you couldn’t begin to resist against his intoxicating pull. You tried feeling his muscly body but he simply batted your hand off him, disgust laced on his face. He was a prize you were allowed to please, but not to worship. He wouldn’t let you have any fun.

Sucking sounds resonated through the empty, soundless apartment. Save for the infrequent grunts coming from the man above you. Head between his thick thighs, you bobbed your head up and down on his large length. Callum’s penis adorned a soft foreskin, thick veins, and eight inches that you melted for. For all your efforts, the only touch you earned was his hand pushing your head further down.

Your tongue worked wonders on his cock. It played with his frenulum for a time, then went back to his head. You knew, from previous times, that he adored getting his tip sucked.

You removed your mouth and stroked him, turning to his ballsack. Callum leaned his head back, groaning in a way you hadn’t heard before. His balls, which filled your mouth entirely, shifted with the pressure you gave them.

“Gon’ cum. Back on my cock.” You did so. Just in time for the eruption of cum that was a culmination of suppressed sexual tension. “Good boy. Again.” He leaned back waiting for your mouth. Of course, you obliged immediately.