#smuttysmutsmut

[muskyelon]

Fashionable olive ♡

Thank you 🥺🥺🥺

[aimeowlodi]

O-of course Nobunaga-sama

[msrmusings]

Has anyone written a MSR fic with Foxy Lady being the inspiration? Most notably: You know you're a cute little heartbreaker Foxy You know you're a sweet little lovemaker Foxy Yeah, I know it's obvious. I know Scully would never call him "Foxy"... but a fun, drunk, smutty fic needs to be written. If it's already out there please tell me. I need it immediately.

[charitymercy]

Skin

My first ever smut! Please be gentle! 

Warnings: Just smut, pure smut

Band/Member: Got7′s Jackson Wang

Word Count: 869 :)

You had a long day at work, endless meetings meant your work was just piling up for tomorrow, and on top of that you had worn heels. Your feet were aching. You turn into your driveway and see Jackson’s car and instantly smile. You walk briskly up the sidewalk to your door, excited to see your boyfriend. When you come in he’s lounging on the sofa, t.v. turned up too loud. “hey” he says over his shoulder not bothering to turn his head completely. You slid out of your painful shoes and saunter towards him. You kneel on the sofa beside him, unable to straddle him in your pencil skirt. You place your hands on the back of the sofa on either side of his head and lean in to kiss him. You let yourself slid into his lap and deepen the kiss. His hands make themselves busy unbuttoning your blouse. He pushes it back over your shoulders, and you remove it the rest of the way. He pushes your shoulders back, breaking the kiss to admire you in your lacy camisole. You take that opportunity to stand up, mute the T.V.  and lift the top over your head, tossing it on the floor. Then with a smirk, you turn your back to Jackson, letting him admire you ass in your tight skirt. You slowly unzip it letting it fall to the floor before stepping out of it. Your hands, then go up to unclasp your bra, you barely have it undone before you feel Jackson grab your hips firmly, and pull you into his lap. You quickly push your bra off exposing your breasts. He pulls you closer and you realize he has taken his shirt off as well. You relish in the feeling of his skin against yours. He starts kissing and biting your neck and his hands move over you, one stopping to kneed your breast, gently pinching the nipple. His other hand travels down to your thigh squeezing for a bit before moving back up to your already wet panties. He teases your folds though the thin fabric. You squirm against him feeling the bulge in his pants growing. A small moan escapes your lips. Jackson growls into your ear, sliding your panties to the side before continuing the same motion he had done over them. He dips a finger into your entrance, before sliding it up to your clit to trace slow patterns over it. You try to push against him to get more friction, he moves his other hand to hold your hips still, pulling you tighter against him. You feel his breath quicken against the sensitive skin on your neck. He slides you off his lap and pushes you onto your back in the sofa. He stand and takes off his jeans a look of relief on his face as his erection is freed form the confining jeans, and only loose boxers cover it. He rips off your panties and crouched between your legs. He kisses up the inside of each thigh, nipping your soft skin ever so often. You whimper. He finally reaches your heat, and using impossibly slow motions begins to lick in long strokes. You grind against him, and he focuses his actions on your clit. You start feeling the familiar loss in your stomach, when he suddenly stops. You look at him with a pleading look on your face. He only smirks in response and picks you up carrying you to the bedroom. He places you on the bed and rids himself of his boxers. You can’t help but admire his naked form. You sit up, scotching over to the edge of the bed. You wrap your hand around his length, pumping slowly before taking him in your mouth. He groans. You begin moving up and down as slowly as he was teasing you. You looks down at you, his eyes dark and hungry. You release him from your mouth, continuing to pump him until he pushes you against the mattress. His lips crash into yours as you feel the head of his member pushing against your entrance. You arch against him, needing to feel his skin on yours. He pushes into you quickly, making you let out a loud moan. He stays like that for a few seconds, buried in you, until you move your hips against his. He then takes up a face pace, moving in and out of you quickly. You feel that familiar feeling tense in your belly. You move against him trying to match his pace. His lips crash against yours, stifling a loud moan. You wrap your legs around him. His kiss starts to trail down your jaw and to your neck where he bites. Hard. Your orgasm hits fast. “Fuck, Jackson” you scream out, walls clenching around his girth. He doesn’t slow down to let you ride it out. His thrusts get quicker, harder and sloppier. He growls into your ear, releasing into you. He collapses on top of you breathless, his blonde hair sticking to his forehead. You sigh in complete bliss. He plants a few kisses on your face, gives you a goofy grin and whispers “Welcome home, baby”

[tigerlo]

Just a little something I wrote last year and have finally finished. Enjoy...

[chaotic-inkme]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Percy wants Octavian, even if the augur will skewer him with his ceremonial dagger. But the danger may give Percy the push he needs to tell Octavian.

[kristenwiigz]

cliche prompt! Write about what happened after the kiss. Maybe she starts having second thoughts because she's a bit insecure, but he fix that by telling that he feels something he can't explain and everything will be okay. So they kiss again aaaand they sleep together in the woods by the fire! pleeeease *-*

(Sorry it took so long!)

His lips felt amazing on hers. She didn’t know why she kissed him really, Regina just had to know what it would feel like to kiss the thief. It all felt surreal; the forest seemed to fade away into nothingness, making the two of them the only people that existed at the moment. Robin was taken aback at first- he was still hung up on her running away not too long ago. Now she was kissing him? But his surprise soon melted into bliss as his mind clouded with passion. It had been so long since he had felt anything like that inside- his body began to take charge. Tightening his hands around her waist, he began clutching the fabric of her silk shirt. He could feel her warm skin radiating from beneath the thin material.

Feeling his hands begin to travel underneath her jacket, Regina’s mind suddenly panicked- she hadn’t felt anything like this in, well… Forever. Her fear got the better of her, and she took a frantic step back, causing Robin to give her a slightly surprised glance due to the loss of contact. His mind panicked as well- had he made her uncomfortable without even realizing it? “I- uh, I’m sorry,” Regina muttered, nervously tucking a piece of hair back behind her ear. “I’ve just… Today has been awful for me- it probably was for you too-” she stuttered, “my sister has been on my tail, my mother practically attacked Snow White- long story-” she attempted to laugh, but it came out in a nervous stutter. She was never like this; Regina was a queen. Half of her wanted to simply collapse in his arms and cry, and the other half wanted to take off back towards her house out of embarrassment. It must have shown, too.

“Regina… I’m sorry if I went too far. But, mind you, it was you that kissed me.” He began, holding her gaze with his blue eyes. “But you are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen, I couldn’t live with myself if I knew I made you uncomfortable in any way.” She wanted to come off superior, as if to say the thief didn’t know what he was talking about. But Regina couldn’t find that kind of power within her. “Do you really mean that?” She asked, eyes filled with curiosity.

Robin smiled. What a wonderful smile he had. “I do. I’ve told you before, the evil title doesn’t seem to fit you quite right- I just think you need someone to tell you that you’re gorgeous, so I did.” If it were possible, the woman blushed even harder, her body now aching for the contact she had with him just minutes prior. So, she decided to heed to Snow’s words even further, taking a step forward and smiling. “I kissed you because someone told me I needed to take a chance and see what happened,” she said, leaning closer, so she could feel his breath on her skin against the nighttime air. “If it’s alright with you, I’d love to see what will happen.” Grinning, Robin then closed the gap between them, placing a kiss on her lips. While their previous kiss had been fiery and unplanned, this one was quite the opposite, full of such a tender precision it sent a shiver down her back. Regina’s hands slowly made their way under his dark green jacket, feeling his hard abs beneath his t shirt. He had moved his lips down the curve of her neck, soon finding her pulse point. She didn’t want a mark to be left there, but at the moment she didn’t care. In a matter of seconds, both her jacket and her scarf had been removed by his skillful hands, his nimble fingers soon finding the buttons of her shirt, undoing them one by one. Regina fought for breath as she let her hands slip underneath his shirt, making him shiver slightly. But that didn’t keep him from reaching down to the hem of her shirt and lifting it up; she caught the hint that he needed her to lift her arms into the air, and in one swift motion, her cream colored shirt had been tossed carelessly to the side. Once she successfully got both his jacket and his shirt off his body, it was just her and him- Regina Mills and Robin Hood, against the darkening night sky and the cooling air. 

Gripping his shoulders, Regina did something even she thought unexpexted; she jumped without warning, causing Robin to quickly support her weight by grabbing the bottom of her ass, which made Regina moan louder than expected as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Graham had never failed to turn on her sex drive, but that was simply cut and dry, time after time. It was nothing. This, on the other hand, was stupendous; for once, she wanted to feel the emotional side of sex just as much as the physical.  And never before had she felt such a need. 

"You weren’t kidding," Robin said through an exhale, re-adjusting his hands as they caressed her soft breasts, blindly moving them both forward until Regina’s back hit the rough bark of a nearby tree. She smiled back rather wickedly when she dared to take another breath. 

Hopefully, she thought to herself, that was what Snow meant when she said she needed to take a chance with their relationship. She had a feeling deep down inside that despite her sister, despite everything that was going on, this man was going to protect her- and she wanted him to, more than anything else in the world. 

[cosmicsupersass]

i search for wedding fic on ao3 and the recommended search is "power bottom"

you can tell what kind of person i am