synopsis: You should both be sleeping. But with his voice low and his touches soft, how could you ever say no?
You didn’t know what woke you first — the warm sunlight bleeding in through the curtains or the slow, sleepy pressure of Chan’s hips rocking gently into yours from behind.
Still half-asleep, you felt the weight of his arm slung low across your waist, pulling you back into the firm heat pressed against your backside. The room was quiet, still wrapped in the hush of early morning, but you could feel him — thick and hard, grinding slowly into you like his body was moving before his mind had caught up.
“Channie…” you whispered, voice barely there.
He made a soft sound in your ear — not quite awake, but aware enough to hum in response. His lips brushed the back of your shoulder, warm breath fanning over your skin.
“Didn’t mean to wake you,” he murmured, voice low and rough from sleep. “Just… couldn’t help it.”
You shifted your hips back, just slightly, letting him slide more firmly against your center. You were already damp, your body responding on instinct to the familiar weight and warmth of him pressed against you.
“You’re not really sorry,” you teased softly.
“No,” he admitted with a lazy smile. “Not even a little.”
His hand slipped under your sleep shirt, splaying wide across your stomach before dragging down slowly — so slow — until his fingers dipped between your legs and found you warm and wet for him.
“Baby…” he groaned, voice rasping. “You’re already so ready.”
You let out a soft gasp when he pressed one thick finger inside you, then another, curling them just enough to make your thighs tremble.
The motion of his hips never stopped — slow, teasing thrusts of his cock still hidden beneath thin boxers, dragging against your ass with every motion.
“Need to feel you,” he whispered, lips ghosting your ear.
He shifted just enough to tug his boxers down, rolling a condom on from the drawer beside the bed with practiced ease. Then he was nudging at your entrance, his thick length pressing slowly inside, inch by inch, until he bottomed out with a low, breathless moan.
You both stilled.
The stretch, the warmth, the deep fullness of him inside you — it was overwhelming in the quiet, surrounded by early light and the steady beat of his heart against your back.
“I love mornings like this,” he whispered, arms wrapping tight around your body. “When you’re soft and sleepy and all mine.”
He started to move — slow, rocking thrusts that barely pulled out before sliding deep again. Each stroke was patient, deliberate, dragging every bit of pleasure out like he had all the time in the world.
Your moans were soft, caught between sleep and sensation. You reached back to curl your hand around the back of his neck, pulling him even closer, needing him everywhere.
Chan buried his face in the crook of your neck, breath hot, lips brushing your skin with every ragged exhale.
“You feel like heaven,” he whispered. “So warm, so perfect.”
He moved deeper now, his pace still slow but more purposeful — grinding against your sweet spot with every stroke. His hand moved up to cup your breast under your shirt, thumb brushing over your nipple as his hips rocked into you.
The tension built gradually, your body trembling as he filled you again and again, coaxing soft gasps and breathless whimpers from you with every thrust.
“Gonna come for me, baby?” he murmured.
“Just like this? Wrapped up in my arms?”
You nodded helplessly, the orgasm cresting like a wave.
And when it hit, it was quiet but intense — your body clenching tight around him, your breath caught in your throat, hips jerking softly as you rode out every wave. Chan held you through it, whispering sweet things against your skin.
“Good girl… that’s it… let me feel you.”
He chased his own release a few thrusts later, groaning your name as he spilled into the condom, body tensing behind you before finally collapsing into a warm, spent heap.
Neither of you moved for a long moment. He stayed inside you, holding you close, breath evening out against your shoulder.
“I could stay here forever,” he whispered.
You smiled sleepily. “Then do it.”
And he did — tangled up in you, skin on skin, not in a rush to leave the warmth you made together.
Written / Author's Note: Wrote this some time ago, just found it in my drafts. We don't kink shame here! Feel free to send me some smut requests!
Posted: June 6th, 2021
Warning: Watersports, Fingering, Anal, Iron Man suit kink, Vauyerism, probably some other stuff I forgot.
Summary: Porn without plot.
Tony Stark Masterlist
“Tony, please!” You begged as he backed you against a wall. His hand shooting out to your throat, giving you a rough squeeze. Your breathing immediately becoming restricted as your hands flew upward clawing at his forearm.
“Tie her hands.” He spat, his eyes darkening with something you hadn’t seen before.
“Tony-” You squeaked out.
“Might as well cover mouth while we’re at it.” He spoke grinning evilly. “I’m tired of hearing her whine.”
Before you could protest more, the cooling sensation of metal was felt around your wrists as they were roughly yanked behind your back, as a fabric was shoved into your mouth.
“Well, well, well,” Tony spoke tauntingly. “Look at you.” He released the hold on your throat as he nudged your ear with his nose. “You’re helpless.” He groaned biting your earlobe.
A muffled gasp fell from your lips, as you screwed your eyes shut.
The sound of Tony talking echoed in your ears, as you attempted to make out what he was saying.
Metal hands landed on your waist, as you focused on the cool sensation.
Opening your eyes, you saw Tony’s figure retreating towards the bed before he situated himself on the edge, his eyes filled with lust.
The metal hands that were resting on your waist, traveled upwards cradling your breasts. Fingers gently pinching your nipples.
“Harder,” Tony spoke watching every movement.
Following his command, the suit pinched your nipples harder earning a muffled cry from you as you arched your back.
“Go ahead.”
Before you knew it, you were being thrown on the bed, your legs being yanked apart and latched onto a metal bar. With your hands tied behind your back, you attempted to use your hands to push you up.
Your breathing already becoming ragged.
Shoving a finger into your entrance, your arousal dripping down your legs. Tony, positioned himself by your thigh, getting the perfect view of you getting finger fucked by his suit.
Adding a second finger, you were stretched farther than you had been before. The suit's fingers were much thicker than the ones you were used to. Attempting to wiggle away, Tony wrapped his hand around your throat. Squeezing harshly, he restricted your breathing. Gazing at him with wild eyes, you pleaded for him to allow you to breathe.
Chuckling he grinned down at you. Once he was satisfied, he released his grip allowing air to supply your lungs.
Leaning down, he placed a harsh bite against your breast, earning a muffled cry to tumble from your lips.
“You need to learn who’s in charge here.” He spoke, biting your nipple harshly.
The suit added a third finger as it sped up its pace. Ramming into you it was knuckle deep inside you, causing you to clench around it.
Arching your back against the bed, you felt a familiar coil forming in your stomach as you panted.
Pulling the fabric from your mouth, Tony shoved his tongue into your mouth. Tracing along your teeth, lapping against your tongue before shoving his tongue as far back on your tongue as it could go.
Just as you were about to reach climax, the fingers in your vagina stopped.
“What’s going on here?”
Tony pulled away from your mouth, as you panted. Holding your mouth open, he spit into it before forcibly closing it and placing a slap against your cheek.
“What’s it look like reindeer games?” Tony questioned turning his attention to the raven-haired man that entered the room.
“Care to join?” He questioned.
Before you knew it, a cock was being shoved down your throat as you gagged. Tears streaming down your cheeks. The Raven-haired man was straddling your shoulders as he shoved his cock into your mouth.
Replacing his suit’s fingers, Tony shoved two fingers inside your drenched pussy.
Moaning against his cock, The raven-haired man gripped your hair harshly before yanking you further down his cock. Your breathing becoming restricted as he choked you with his girth. His free hand tracing the bulge that formed in your throat of where his cock was.
A cool sensation could be felt around your clenched unbothered hole. Widening your eyes, you attempted to squirm away. Pulling his chock from your throat, you gasped for breath. A large finger roughly entered your ass hole, causing a scream to rip from your throat. Struggling against the men, your legs were pried farther and farther apart as you moved.
“She’s so dumb.” The raven-haired man spat from above you. “Can’t even get away. Can you do anything right?”
“Please-” Your hoarse voice spoke.
“Shut her up!” Tony yelled. “She’s so annoying!”
Loki shoved his cock back into your mouth, holding your head with both hands, as he held you still. It wasn’t until a stream of warm liquid streamed down your throat that you realized what he was doing.
Groaning, he threw his head back in pleasure.
Muffled ‘oofs,’ fell from your lips, as you screwed your eyes shut.
Shoving three fingers into your asshole, Tony continued shoving his fingers in your vagina. Your Arousal making a mess on the bed.
“Look at her.” Tony taunted. “Getting fucked in all her holes.”
“She’s a three-hole wonder.” Loki moaned once he had relieved himself.
Before anyone could say anything, another Loki had appeared in the room. Quickly joining you on the bed, he latched his lips onto your nipples.
The overstimulation becoming too much. The coil returning in your stomach.
“I want to piss inside her..” Tony spoke. All movements halted as the coil evaporated.
Shoving his cock inside your wet pussy, Tony began roughly thrusting into you. A chock shoved its way down your throat.
“I’m going to make her piss.”
Before you could protest, you felt warmth inside you. Tony had started pissing, gushing out of you and onto the bed. Not long after, you couldn’t hold it and let it go.
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I did not create the gorgeous edits in my header, but I did edit them together into the frames, add my title, and my name. Credit for these amazing edits (from left to right) go to @jixio, @yeonkiminsgirl, and @kookbite. I did not touch their edits in any way, and their watermarks are intact. Please check them out, they do great work.
Age Recommendation: 21+
Genre: Bartender AU w/ Jungkook, Angst, Smut
Warnings: Alcohol consumption, swears, JK being the sexy, manly man that he is, very soft dom JK, making out, angsty feels
Word Count: 1,847
Damn, why is JK so fucking sexy? C;
You can find the original request here. They used my Prompt List:
Angst #26 He/she/person is hot, but evil.
Smut #46 Awww, you’re playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.
Smut #56 I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t even remember that asshole’s name.
So I kind of took this and ran with it… enjoy C; Part 2 (with smut) coming soon!
Preview: Damn. This bartender might be hot, but he was evil. We sat in silence for a moment before Jungkook took my hand, startling me. I looked up into his large, dark eyes, his expression earnest, his mouth turned up in a half-smile. “Look, I know we just met, but… Can I drive you home tonight? I don’t think you should be alone.”
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I rested my cheek on my hand, taking another swig from the beer bottle in my other hand only to find it empty. “Hey, can I get another?” I asked, trying to keep my words from slurring together.
The bartender glanced at me as he filled a shot glass. “You okay over there, sweetheart?”
I nodded slowly before resting my head on the bar counter, looking up at him through the strands of hair that had flopped over my eyes. “‘M fine, whadda mean?”
He chuckled, striding over as I sat up, setting a glass full of liquid in front of me. It was clear, but it wasn’t in a shot glass. It was in a tall one with ice in the middle. “What’s this?” I asked, sitting up.
“Water.”
I grimaced. “This isn’t what I ordered.”
“Yeah, I know, I’m cutting you off. You’re done for tonight.”
“The fuck?” I muttered. He tossed a smirk at me that made my insides flutter. Damn this bartender. He was extremely good-looking, with raven-black hair parted down the right side of his head, shiny from a bit of gel. His white shirt stretched over his toned torso, and his tight, dark jeans left almost nothing to the imagination. And if that wasn’t enough, he had lips that were a perfect shade of pink, his top lip half the size of his bottom lip, coming together in the middle to form the most perfect cupid’s bow I’d ever seen.
I blinked, shaking myself out of my stupor. “The fuck?” I said even louder. “Where do you get off?”
“Lower your voice, sweetheart,” he said, pointing to the glass. “And drink up.”
I reluctantly obeyed, wincing as I the cold drink hit the back of my throat. I downed the water in one go. “Can I have another beer now?” I asked.
“Nope.”
Damn. This bartender might be hot, but he was evil.
“Fine,” I muttered, leaning my head against my cheek once more.
I watched as he served the rest of his customers, biting my lip every time his muscles shuddered whenever he picked up a glass or pulled on the handle of the beer tap. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I got dumped, what, only two hours ago, and I was already checking out another guy? Shit, I was pathetic.
That was nothing new, though. Just last week my best friend had told me she thought I had issues with being alone. Apparently that’s why I decided to stay with my asshole boyfriend even though I knew damn well he was fucking my other so-called best friend behind my back.
Once he finished serving everyone else, the bartender walked back over to me and refilled my water glass, setting it down in front of me before crossing his arms over the bar counter and leaning over it towards me. I flushed, not-so-subtly noticing the way his biceps flexed.
“So tell me, sweetheart,” he said. “Why are you here tonight?”
“No reason,” I mumbled.
“Uh-huh.”
“Just… needed a few drinks, y’know?”
He tilted his head, the black strands of his bangs falling into his eyes. “Sure. What’s your name?”
“None of your business.”
He chuckled. “Awwww, you’re playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.”
“Nothing cute about it,” I muttered, downing my second glass of water.
“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
I could feel the effects of the alcohol slowly ebbing away, and I sat up even more, feeling more coherent than I had all night. “Fine.”
“Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook.”
“Y/n.”
“So… y/n. Wanna tell me the real reason why you’re here?” he asked, looking me up and down.
I sighed. “My boyfriend’s a jerk.”
Jungkook raised an eyebrow. “How so?”
“He’s a cheating, lying bastard,” I replied matter-of-factly. “Hey, can I trouble you for another water?”
Jungkook grabbed my glass and filled it once more. “If he’s such a bastard, why are you still with him?”
“I’m not,” I said, gratefully taking the now full glass and taking a sip.
“So you dumped his ass?”
“No,” I sighed, slumping over. “That’s the sad part. I should’ve dumped him, should’ve made him feel bad for doing that to me… but I didn’t. I kept struggling with what to do, and before I could figure it out, he broke up with me.”
My voice cracked towards the end of my story, and Jungkook looked at me with concern in his large, dark eyes. His mouth had tightened as he listened, his large hands now gripping the edge of the bar so hard his knuckles turned white. “I hate cheaters,” he growled. “You know, it seems every week, I get someone in here, drinking themselves half to death, so wasted they don’t even know their own name… all because their significant other couldn’t be faithful.”
“I believe it,” I croaked, my throat thick. “People can be assholes.”
“Agreed.”
Jungkook sighed before leaning back. “Look, do you have anyone to take you home?” he asked. “So you don’t have to be alone tonight?”
I shook my head. “Nope. My two best friends are unfortunately out of commission. One is out of the town, and the other… Well, she was the one my boyfriend was fucking.”
Jungkook shook his head in disbelief. “Wow.”
“I know.”
We sat in silence for a moment before he took my hand, startling me. I looked up into his large, dark eyes, his expression earnest, his mouth turned up in a half-smile. “Look, I know we just met, but… Can I drive you home tonight? I don’t think you should be alone.”
I hesitated before nodding. It was quite late, I did need a ride, and although he was a stranger, something about him seemed trustworthy.
(Author’s note: Please, for the love of god, don’t accept rides or get in cars with random strangers irl)
Jungkook glanced over his shoulder at the other customers, some of whom were starting to pack up and stumble drunkenly out into the street. “We close in fifteen, then I’ll need half an hour to clean up, is that okay?”
I nodded once more. Nearly an hour later, I found myself out in the parking lot, scuffing my shoes against the pavement as I waited for Jungkook. The bar’s lights flicked off, and he came out, wearing a black leather jacket and making sure to lock the doors securely behind him. He turned, a smile spreading over his lips when he saw me. “You’re still here.”
“I still need that ride.”
He chuckled as he pressed a button on a key fob, a black SUV lighting up as it unlocked. “You feeling sober yet?”
“Sure am, thanks to you,” I teased as we clambered into the car. He started the engine and drove down the streets, following my directions until we came to a stop in front of my apartment.
Jungkook shut the engine off then looked at me. “You sure you’ll be okay tonight?”
I swallowed, the lump in my throat returning. “Well, if I’m being honest, no, I’m not sure.”
He gripped the steering wheel. “What can I do?”
“Nothing,” I said, swiping at a stray tear that had leaked out.
Jungkook unbuckled his seat belt and leaned towards me, tentatively reaching out a finger and caressing my cheek, wiping away a second tear. “You’re lying,” he murmured. “I think there is something I can do.”
He lunged towards me, crashing his lips into mine, surprising the fuck out of me. I shoved him back. “What the hell?!” I gasped.
Sitting there, with his large eyes staring at me, pupils blown beautifully wide, mouth parted as he held his breath, waiting for my next move, only three words came to mind. “Awww, fuck it.”
I took hold of his shirt collar and yanked him back towards me, pressing my lips feverishly to his. He shoved his tongue into my cavern, tasting it, exploring it, forcefully dominating my tongue with his in a way that brought my buzz flooding back, no alcohol needed. I began to push back, swirling my tongue around his before drawing back just enough to wrap my lips around the muscle and suck. Jungkook grunted and kissed my cheek, my jaw, then my neck, stopping to nip at the skin right where my neck and shoulder connected, drawing a loud moan out of me.
I clambered over to his seat, straddling him, and I could feel his hardening member even through both of our jeans as we continued our heated make-out session. Jungkook pulled back to once more kiss his way down my neck, and my senses came to as he started unbuttoning my shirt and mouthing at my cleavage. “Wait,” I panted. “We… We can’t do this.”
He groaned before leaning back in the seat. “Why, what’s wrong?”
“It’s just… I don’t know you, and I’m probably doing this just because I’m emotional, and I don’t want to be even more pathetic than I already am.”
Jungkook’s brow furrowed at my words. “You’re not pathetic,” he said. “You were hurt. You didn’t know what to do, that’s normal.”
I looked down at our laps, letting my hair fall around my face. “I was… I was weak,” I mumbled, my voice husky as my throat once again grew thick.
“No, you weren’t. So you don’t have some crazy revenge story… so you’re more careful in your decision-making than other people… so you took some time to figure out your next move… so what?” Jungkook said, lightly grasping my jaw and lifting my chin so we were looking at each other. I was surprised to see his wide, dark eyes so full of determination. “That doesn’t make you weak,” he growled. “That makes you rational and thoughtful… traits I like in a girl.”
A blush spread over my cheeks, but I didn’t look away. “Yeah, and that’s another thing,” I said. “I don’t want you to just be a one-night stand or a rebound fuck… If I’m gonna sleep with someone, I want it to be real.”
Jungkook leaned forward, our noses nearly touching, and I suddenly became very aware of the fact that I was still straddling him. He reached up and combed his hands through my hair, the strands falling between his fingers as I closed my eyes at his touch. “Who says this isn’t real?” he murmured. “You caught my eye the second you walked in my bar. We have a real connection, y/n. I don’t want you to be just a one-night stand, either.”
I didn’t know if what he was saying was true or not, but if I were to ever fall in love again, I knew that was going to be a risk I was going to have to take. I reached over Jungkook and pulled on the handle, popping open the car door and clambering off of him to the ground. I grabbed his hand, intertwining his fingers between mine. “Come on,” I said, nodding towards my apartment. “I have a bed up there that’s dying for some use.”
I did as I was told. I pulled down my skirt,arranged my shirt, took my ripped panties from the floor and followed him. He was waiting for me with stretched out hand. I took it and let him lead me down the hallway.
“How come you are alone in a room?” I asked. Maybe he planned it. Either way I was happy of the outcome.
“Well, we are five and the hotel only had double rooms when we arrived so that’s how I got lucky to be alone” he winked at me. Oh boy how I wanted to jump on him just then and there. I didn’t have to wait long though. Soon we reached a room. Room 234 to be exact and very quickly he unlocked the door and we got inside. He had barely closed the door behind us when I found myself pressed against it.
“I can’t wait any longer. I want you so much. I want to touch you, to kiss you, to taste you. You’ve been driving me crazy for so long. Just seeing you makes me hard.” he wispered in my ear. He pulled my shirt over my head and threw it demonstatively on the floor. Then he took off his shirt as well. “Take those clothes off before I loose control and ripped them all off.” he said.
I just bit my lip and looked him straight in the eyes. He thought he was in control of the situation but he was so wrong. I locked the door and gently started pushing him back untill he reached the end of the bed and fell on it. ‘You mean these clothes?” I said slowly unzipping my skirt. He just nodded. I could see the lust in his eyes. I took off my skirt and bra so slowly. I wanted to tease him as much as I could. “What about you? I am naked now but you’re still clothed.” I told him.
“Oh I see, you think I gave you the control. This is not the case baby.” He said. He quickly took me by the wrist and pulled me on top of him. I started straddling him and kissing his lips. “Your lips taste like strawberry”he laughed. “I call it lipstick, you call it strawberry”I told him.
Soon after he took me again and turned us over on the bed. He was on top, holding my hands above my head and kissing my neck slowly, making me desire him. His pulsing erection was rubbing against me ever so slightly, driving me nuts. ‘Take them off” I ordered. “No” he said. His lips traveled from my neck to my breasts to my bellybutton and then to my thights. He was kissing my inner thights and looked at me before his head went exactly where I wanted it to be. I moaned so loudly when I felt his tongue on my soft sensitive skin. I bit my lips so hard I almost drawed blood. “Ay dios mío! What you do to me! Don’t stop” the words were just going out on their own. “I don’t plan to stop all night. You’re so wet. Are you wet for me?”he whispered. His whisper sent shiver all over my body. I moaned in response. I felt his hand going between my legs instead of his tongue. His fingers found me and entered me in one swift motion. I was losing control of myself. His lips traveled back to mine. “You like what I do, ha?” “Oh yeah!” my answer was more of a moan than words. He felt me get tighter. He gave me his half smile and froze on his place. He pulled his fingers out and finally stood up to undress himself. His manhood was so hard. I sat up just as he was about to come back to the bed. “It’s not fair to tease me and then get what you want”I said. I bit my lips, something I do a lot, and he knew what I was up to. I licked him all the way up very slowly enjoying his groan. I gave a decent time to the tip of him and then,slowly to tease him, took him all the way in my mouth. His hands found their way to my head. His groans were getting heavier and havier along with his breathing. Just as suddenly as he did, I stopped. “Ven!” I motioned him with my finger to come to me. I backed on the bed and he quickly followed me. “You’re done!” he said. I one quick motion he entered me making me scream in pleasure. He was going fast and deep. I was experiencing pleasures I never new existed. Our lips were locked on each other, I was feeling the warmth of his hands all over my body. With every deep thrust he was touching my g-spot making me go crazy. He came close to my ear and wispered “I’ll make you cum with my name on your lips.” The warmth of his breath made me go into dellirium. I was so close. “You’re getting thighter baby” he said “If you stop now I’ll kill you. I am so close. Make me scream your name!” I told him. That gave him the motivation he needed.
He picked up the pace even more. His right hand snaked between us rubbing me. I totally lost it. I came hard. I threw my head back and really did scream his name without realizing it. “Yeah, just like that” he said. I felt him coming too. His groans made me feel the pleasure all over again.
Exhausted, he fell beside me on the bed. “You know, I wanted to do this with you since you started working with us.”
“Why you didn’t approach me earlier then?”
“Because I never was alone in a room” he winked at me. “I promise you babe, the next time I see you alone in your makeup room, doesn’t matter before or after concert, you won’t get away with it. I’ll take you then and there!”
“I told you I still have some makeup to pack for tomorrow. You can always come help me.” I winked at him. My teritory, my rules.
Requested: hello! can you write a smut with Sweet Pea x Fem!Reader with “Behave.” and “Make me.”
Sweet Pea Masterlist
You hummed as you pretended to listen to whatever Reggie was bragging about. Leaning against the wall, you crossed your arms over your chest as you gazed around the room. Landing on the one person you were hoping to make jealous, you let out a sigh.
Sweet Pea was thoroughly engrossed in something Josie was saying. Leaning into him, her hand landed on his forearm in a more than friendly manner.
As you gazed at them, you felt your heart fall into your stomach. Frowning, you furrowed your eyebrows together as you took in a deep breath.
“ ‘Scuse me.” You spoke, walking around Reggie and back under the scorching hot summer sun.
Finding an empty beach chair, you plopped down placing your elbows on your knees, as you angrily gazed at the pool.
“I’m guessing you saw them then.” Toni’s voice spoke as she made herself comfortable beside you.
You hummed not caring to turn and gaze at her.
“I’m going in the pool.” You muttered, tossing your sarong behind you landing where you previously occupying.
Sliding into the pool, your bright blue bikini showed through the water. Swimming to where the water rested comfortably around your waist. Leaning back against the pool wall, you placed your elbows on the ledge behind you. Closing your eyes, you basked in the blazing sun.
“I could help you make Sweet Pea, jealous.” Reggie's voice spoke, as he swam beside you.
“I don’t know what you’re-”
Reggie scoffed before rolling his eyes. “Oh please, anyone with two eyes can see you and Loverboy have a thing for each other.”
“He likes Josie.” You spoke, gazing across the pool as Sweet Pea sat on the edge with only his feet in the pool, sitting by himself pretending to be looking for someone.
“I guess you don’t want my-”
“No!” You spoke standing on your feet, grasping his bicep preventing him from leaving. “I do.”
“That’s what I thought.” Reggie sent you a sly smirk. “Follow my lead.”
One of Reggie's hand laced his fingers in your hair, cradling your head while the other wrapped around your waist, tugging you snug against him. Leaning down, he nudged your nose with his as his lips were dangerously close to yours. Just as he was about to kiss you, the sound of splashing echoed in your ears.
“Y/N.” Sweet Pea’s deep voice called. “Can I talk to you?”
“And that’s my cue,” Reggie whispered against your lips as he grinned. Removing himself from you, he quickly got out of the pool, leaving you alone with Sweet Pea.
“What’s up?” You questioned nonchalantly leaning against the wall, leaving your hands underwater.
Sweet Pea placed his hands on the cement wall on either side of your shoulders. Taking a few steps forward he was pressing you into the wall.
Leaning down, he nipped at your ear. His tongue poking out, tracing the shell of your ear.
“Behave.” He growled, his hot breath fanning along your ear. Goosebumps formed on your skin, as you felt an odd sensation.
“Make me.” You muttered back. Your hands landing on his hips, gently tugging the hem of his swim trunks. A throbbing sensation began coming from between your legs.
Sweet Pea let out a growl. Pressing his chest against yours he played with the knot on the side of your bikini.
“Don’t test me.” He spoke. “I’ll punish you in front of everyone.” His voice dripping with desire.
A few simple words and you were already dripping. Before you could stop it, a quiet moan fell from your lips.
Sweet Pea chuckled at your response. Taking your hand, he led you out of the pool. Bolting to his truck, he rushed out of the driveway and down the road.
Pondering a thought, a devilish smirk made it’s way to your lips. Reaching across the bench, you innocently placed your hand high on Sweet Pea’s thigh. The only indication that Sweet Pea was as hot and bothered as you, was the deep inhale he took at your sudden contact.
Moving your hand higher up his thigh, you came in contact with his crotch. His cock twitched under your touch hardening more than it already was. Placing your palm directly over his hard-on, you began palming him. A throaty groan fell from Sweet Pea’s lips. His hands clenching and unclenching the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white from his strength.
The devilish grin returning to your lips. Unfastening your belt, you positioned yourself allowing you to kneel on the bench. Reaching over, you undid the belt, followed by the button and zipper of his jeans. Lifting his hips he allowed you to tug his jeans and underwear down his thighs, allowing his erection to spring free.
Sharing a groan, you licked a stripe up his shaft. Once you licked up to his tip, you used your thumb to smear his pre-cum around. Seeing how aroused he was, a moan slipped past your lips.
Taking him in your mouth, you fisted the part of his erection you couldn’t fit. Hollowing your cheeks, you began bobbing your head up and down, moving your hand in rhythm with your mouth. Saliva beginning to drip down his cock as you sucked.
Sweet Pea’s breathing became irregular, as he resisted the urge to thrust into your mouth as he fisted your hair. The deep desire to face fuck you becoming overwhelming. Speeding up your actions, you knew he was close.
Removing him from your mouth, you used the back of your hand to wipe the remaining saliva from the corners of your mouth. Gazing at Sweet Pea, you could tell he was angry.
Giggling, you slid back into the passenger seat re-buckling yourself in.
“You think that’s funny?” He questioned raising an eyebrow at you. “Let’s see if you still think that when we get home.”
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Warning: SMUT/FLITH, Please don’t read if you are offended by this. NSFW
Word Count: 888
Requested: Yes! Hey could I have a Damon Salvatore x reader smut where he’s really really rough with the her and he gives her all he’s got and because he was so intense she’s literally shaking and he feels bad so he gives her lots of love and cuddles??
Prompts Used: “You’re nipples are so sensitive today.” // Lingerie // “Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.”
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“Why don’t you talk to him about it?” Bonnie questioned nonchalantly.
“I can’t.” You hissed.
Bonnie giggled as she rolled her eyes. “He’s your boyfriend, Y/N. What’s the point of dating if you can’t talk to him about this kinda stuff?”
Frowning you gazed at the table in front of you.
“You’re right.” You sighed out.
“I know I am.” She perked up, smirking. “Now, go get some for both of us.” Bonnie teased with a wink.
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Standing before the mirror in your bedroom, you gazed upon your lingerie-clad appearance. You had bought a black lace one-piece lingerie outfit, with matching stockings. Placing your foot on the edge of your bed, you pulled the black stocking the rest of the way up. Sighing, you felt sexier than you had ever felt, however, you couldn't help but feel nervous.
As you were putting the finishing touches on your look, you hadn't heard the front door open nor did you hear your boyfriend walk through your bedroom door.
"Wow."
His voice rang through your ears, making you jump in .
"Damon!" You shrieked, grabbing a nearby pillow in an attempt to cover yourself. "What're you doing here!"
"What? I can't visit my girlfriend?" He teased as he proceeded towards you as if you were his prey. Lust already clouding his eyes.
Before you could respond, Damon's lips attacked your own. The pillow was long forgotten as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders pulling him firm against you. Damon bit your bottom lip, pulling back slightly your lip snapped back into place.
Damon's firm hands gripped your hips before whirling you around allowing his chest to collide with your back. The image of you and him was before you in the mirror. Placing his lips on your lips, he blew hot air lightly in your ear, before letting his tongue trace the shell of your ear. One of his hands splayed along your while the other began traveling down towards your core.
The heat between your legs began raging. Squeezing your legs together you attempted to relieve the pressure that was building.
Damon tisked quietly in your ear. "Can't have none of that now, can we princess?"
His foot lightly kicked yours, indicating he wanted your legs spread.
Leaning against him, you let out a quiet moan. Reaching down you gripped his wrist in your hand guiding it to where you wanted it most. Cupping you through the fabric, he placed gentle bites along your throat. A louder moan escaped your lips as you pressed yourself further into him, lulling your head to the side, you began panting. The hand that was splayed along your stomach traveled up towards your chest before he flicked across your nipple.
"Hmm." He hummed against your neck. "You're nipples are so sensitive today." He groaned before pressing his hips firmly into your ass.
Damon began tweaking your nipple between his fingers, before tugging at them. Groaning, he moved to the other side of your shoulder allowing him to kiss you. His lips captured yours in a passionate kiss, teeth clashing before his tongue slipped between your lips allowing him to lick along the crevices of your mouth.
Distracting you with his mouth, he slipped the fabric of your lingerie to the side probing your wet hole before he was inside you. The sudden intrusion caused you to gasp, allowing him to venture deeper into your mouth. Damons hand against your chest alternated between each nipple, pinching and pulling.
It wasn't long before your hips began rocking against his hand. Inserting a second finger, you could feel your walls stretch against him. The feeling of euphoria was building faster and faster. Pulling away from his mouth, your breath was coming out in pantings. Your breaths fell against his lips as he drank in the impending orgasm he was giving.
Adding a third finger, you let out a loud groan. Your legs began trembling, the feeling of him inside you was becoming too much as you were on the brink of an orgasm. Arching your back against him, you moaned, your legs giving out making you impale yourself further on Damon's hand. Wrapping an arm around your waist he supported you as he kept his pace inside you.
"Cum for me." Damon's voice echoing through your ears was enough to push you over the edge. Trembling in his arms, he coaxed you through your orgasm, pulling his fingers from you, he brought his fingers to his mouth before sucking them clean.
As you watched him suck his fingers, you moaned ready to jump his bones again. Picking you up, he placed you on your bed, before crawling up the bed behind you. His hard-on still raging. Rolling around in his arms, you placed open-mouthed kisses along his throat, making sure to leave matching black and blue bruises in your wake.
"I want you to give me all you got." You spoke into his shoulder.
Damon's breath hitched in his throat as he allowed you to roll him on his back before you straddled his hips. "A-Are you sure?"
Placing your lips on his, you slipped your tongue in his mouth. You hummed in response.
"Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.”
“Goodmorning, Mr. Stark.” You grinned making your way through the threshold to his office. “I brought you a cup of coffee.”
“Thank you, Miss Y/L/N.” Tony spoke, sending you a sly smile.
Locking eyes with him, caused a shiver down your spine. Clearing your throat you nodded before placing the coffee on his desk.
Turning around, you could feel Tony’s eyes on you, as you made your way out of the office.
You had chosen to wear a black skirt and white button down blouse, that hugged you in all the right places. There was a small slit in the back, making sure to send a sneak peak to anyone who looked. You paired your dress, with a pair of black heels that clicked with each step you took.
After you rounded the corner, you were met with squeals from your co-workers.
“He was so checking you out, Y/N.”
“No he wasn’t.” You muttered feeling heat rise to your cheeks. “He barely sends a glance my way.” You grumbled, sitting down at your desk.
Placing your elbow on your desk, you placed your chin on the palm of your hand. You couldn’t help but let dirty thoughts about Tony fill your mind.
The rest of the work day, went by in a flash. You had a small amount of paper work left to do, but you were determined to get it done before the weekend.
“Have a good weekend, Y/N.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to go out with us tonight?” Your coworker questioned, as Tony stepped out of his office making his way towards you. Paper work in hand.
“Actually.” You spoke glancing at your friend. “I might.”
“I hope to see you there.” Jason your co worker smiled.
Smiling you turned back towards your work.
“If you’re done flirting now, there’s more work for you to do.” Tony snapped. He tossed the paperwork on your desk before stomping back to his office.
Sighing, you leaned back in your chair letting out a hushed groan.
“Y/N, can you come in here?” Tony’s voice boomed through the office.
Making your way to the office, butterflies erupted in your stomach.
“Please shut the door.” He motioned towards it.
Once you shut the door, you noticed he had shut the blinds.
“You’d look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat.” He spoke from behind you.
Gasping you, whirled around only to be pinned to the wall.
“Do you know what you’ve been doing to me?” He questioned his nose nuzzling your neck.
“I...I” Before you could speak, a large firm hand wrapped around your throat. His sudden action catching you by surprise.
You let out a surprise yelp in response.
Tony let out a dark chuckle in response. Squeezing your throat, he watched your face for any hesitation.
Removing his hand, he quickly started undoing his tie.
“What the fuck.” You whimpered, reaching up to touch your throat.
“Baby girl, you’re in for a long night.”
You widened your eyes in fear, before you attempted to make a run for the door. Chuckling Tony’s arm linked through your arms pulling them behind you as he wrapped his tie around your wrists. You had struggled against him while he did so.
“Get the fuck off me.” You shrieked.
Quickly, Tony placed his hand over your mouth.
“Shh, baby.” He spoke against your ear. “We don’t want you to ruin the fun now do we.” He grinned.
His other hand, began unbuttoning your blouse causing you to shift attempting to get away. Groaning, Tony began trailing his hand under your skirt before he pulled your panties down.
Once he got them in his hand, he shoved them in your mouth. Taking his tie, he quickly tied it around your wrists.
Molding his body into yours, his hands came up to your chest groping them. Pulling down your bra, his rough hands made their way back to your breasts.
His forefinger and thumb pinched your nipples, before flicking his finger across them.
Groaning he jutted his hips into your ass. A muffled moan came from you. Kissing along your neck, he began bitting you making sure to leave marks.
“Mine.” He growled.
As he kept tweaking your nipples, he began pinching and pulling them harder. Muffled you cried out, arching against him.
Picking you up, he used his other arm to swipe his desk clean. Once he was satisfied he laid you down on top of it.
Leaning down, his lips closed around your nipple while his other hand ventured down to your skirt. In seconds, you were laying naked on his desk as you glanced over, you could see shreds of your clothes.
His finger circled your hole, before making its way up towards your clit. Pinching lightly, you arched your back as a muffled strangled sound fell from you.
Chuckling darkly, he pried your legs open forcefully. Shoving two fingers inside of you, he pulled them out before spitting on your cunt. Rubbing it around, he shoved his finger back inside you as more muffled strangled sounds came from you.
Latching his lips on your cunt, he added another finger. Soon, he was scissoring his fingers inside you. Quickly, he added his fourth finger inside. Muffled whines fell from you as you lifted your hips, while squirming around attempting to get away.
“You’re gonna take it.” He hissed darkly.
Pushing further inside, your eyes rolled into the back of your head, as you arched your back letting out a scream. Your head falling back against the desk with a thud.
In no time, he was thrusting inside you. His fingers deep inside you, as you felt like you were going to explode. Clenching around his hand, you came with a loud muffled scream.
Taking his hand out, the pressure left quickly replacing it was the feeling of emptiness.
Tony made his was back towards your head. Grinning, he took your panties from your mouth, before shoving his finger in your mouth. Gagging slightly, you sucked them tasting yourself along with saltiness.
Taking his fingers from your mouth, he placed them in his mouth. Sucking them, you couldn’t help the moan that fell from your lips, as you panted.
Shoving your panties back into your mouth, he had a dark expression. Wrapping his arms around your legs, he yanked you to the edge of his desk. Before you knew it, he shoved his tongue inside you. A muffled strangled sound fell from your lips. His nose nudged your clit as his tongue dove deeper and deeper.
Arching your back, the peaks of your nipples were standing at attention. Another muffled scream came from you. His tongue touching your walls, as he slurped along with moving his tongue around inside you.
Before you knew it, you had reached another orgasm. Panting, you were covered in sweat.
Pulling his tongue from your cunt, he moved to your mouth yanking your panties out before shoving his tongue inside your mouth. You sucked on his tongue causing him to groan.
Once he was satisfied, he placed the panties back into your mouth. The sound of his buckle coming undone filled the room. The tip of his cock nudged your opening.
You began begging him in muffled tones. Shoving his cock inside you, he was deep before he bottomed out. Thrusting his hips into yours, his pace was firm and fast.
If felt like he was close to your cervix. Soon, pleasure washed over you, before you began muffling begging for more.
Chuckling, he seemed to know what you meant. A finger prodded your rim, before shoving inside your ass. Arching your back a muffled cry fell from you.
Spitting into your cunt, he picked up the pace. Adding more fingers, both of your holes were filled. Another orgasm washed over you.
“You’re gonna look so good, filled with my baby.” He growled, keeping his pace.
With widened eyes, you looked at Tony as you shook your head. Muffled sounds fell from your mouth.
“Your breasts are gonna be so full.” He reached up squeezing them.
Reaching his peak, he came inside you making sure to milk everything he could.
Pulling out, cum dripped out of you. Using his finger, he made sure to push most of it back into you.
Warning: SMUT, Filth, Fingering, Oral (M&F Receiving), Threesome, Probs some other stuff I forgot.
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“Let’s stop here for the night.” Dean spoke, nodding his head towards the sketchy motel.
Both you and Sam hummed in agreement.
Once Baby, pulled into the parking lot, everyone bolted from the car. It had been a long day, and an even longer fight.
Both you and the Boys were tired and dirty.
Walking into the room, you saw Sam had already claimed his bed before locking himself in the bathroom.
Letting out a sigh, you were going to be bunking with Dean.
Soon, everyone got their turn at getting clean. As you emerged from the bathroom, you were greeted with the loud snores coming from Sam.
Dean was well underneath the blankets already, his breathing beginning to become labored.
Carefully, you made your way underneath the blankets, as you made yourself comfortable.
A comfortable sigh escaped your lips. Turning on your side, you quickly turned the light off before burrowing yourself in bed.
Closing your eyes, you were on the brink of sleep. It wasn’t until you firm hands wrap around you, that your eyes shot open. One hand, quickly covered your mouth as your heart because racing while ice coursed through your veins.
The other firm hand wrapped around your middle, yanking you back into a firm chest.
“Relax, Sweetheart.” Deans gruff voice whispered in your ear. “Don’t think I missed the way you look at me, did ya?”
As your eyebrows furrowed together, you attempted to plead against his hand, causing your voice to come out in muffled hums.
Dean hummed against your ear, before the hand around your waist snuck underneath your shirt. His large hand, wrapped around your bare breast giving it a light squeeze.
More muffled sounds fell from your lips, as you attempted to squirm away. Dean chuckled darkly in your ear as he nipped at it.
“Shh, baby, you don’t wanna wake up baby brother, now do we?” He taunted quietly in your ear.
Screwing your eyes shut, you inhaled deeply before shaking your head.
“Good girl.”
Taking your nipple between his forefinger and thumb, he began tweaking your areola.
Arching your back, you breathing had become ragged.
“So responsive sweetheart, and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
An involuntary moan fell from your lips, at his dark words.
He chuckled silently, in your ear. Leaning down he leveled himself to throat, allowing him to latch onto you.
Throwing your head back, you were met with his broad shoulder.
Taking your other nipple between his fingers, he pinched and pulled. Once he felt like he was satisfied, his hand began traveling, lower and lower reaching the hem of your panties.
Reaching into your panties, his hand reached between your folds.
His previous actions, had caused an undeniable heat to spike between your legs. Resting his forehead against your shoulder, he let out a quiet moan.
It didn’t take long, before a large finger was plunged inside you. A muffled scream, fell from your lips. Squirming in Deans arms, you tried to get away.
“Don’t act like you don’t like this sweetheart. Hear that? That’s how wet you are for me.” His tongue traced the shell of your ear as he pulled his finger out.
Before you knew it, the slight jingle of Deans belt sounded in the room. With widened eyes, you tried to get free. In seconds, Dean had you on yours stomach with his belt wrapped around your wrists, tied to the bed post, while yanking your panties down before he shoved them into your mouth.
“Let’s just see how wet you are, sweetheart.” His voice dropped a few octaves.
You quickly clamped your legs shut in hopes of discouraging him.
His large, calloused hands, traced the backs of your calves, to your thighs before halting at the apex of your thighs.
Roughly, he grabbed your ass cheeks giving them a squeeze. Lifting them slightly, his thumbs traced your cunt, before inserting one inside you.
You jumped in surprise, letting out a muffled Yelp.
Dean, began crawling up your legs full of desire and hunger. Holding your cheeks apart, he blew against your cunt and ass lightly.
His actions made you clench around nothing, as you felt your arousal began to seep out of you. Groaning as it did.
Placing a kiss to one cheek, then the other he pulled your cheeks apart again. This time he allowed his saliva to drip on the button of your ass. Leaning in, his tongue traced the rim of you asshole, doing so several times.
The foreign feeling of his tongue, on your ass made you attempt to squirm away. Throwing his arm lazily across your hips, he anchored you on place.
Before you could react, your head was yank to its side, while your underwear was pulled from your mouth. A thick cock, shoved its way past your lips and into your throat.
The sound of you gagging, echoed off the walls.
Dean hummed against your asshole, before taking his thumbs and pulling your taut skin allowing his tongue to slip inside.
In unison you both groaned. You groaned around Sam’s cock as his fisted your hair, preventing you from moving. He pulled his cock from your throat, before slamming back into your mouth. With each movement be obstructed your breathing.
“Oh, I’m sorry, am I bothering you?” He taunted from above you.
An animalistic growl left his lips, before he reach for your breast. Taking your peaked nipple between his fingers his pinched and pulled until you screamed around his cock.
“That it. Answer me when I talk to you.” He patted your head.
Their motions, quickly becoming over stimulating. Sam leaned over, allowing drool to fall on your nipple, as he spread it around on them. Meanwhile, Dean had begun alternating between his tongue and his thumb in your asshole.
This time when you clenched around nothing, it wasn’t your arousal dripping from inside you, but your own climax.
Sam was quick to come after you. His own climax seeping down your throat. Once he pulled himself from you, you were panting.
“Sam!” Dean called, from between your legs. Sam was quick to join his brother.
“Would you look at that?” He questioned, yanking your legs open as they were captivated by your cum leaking out of you.
