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[abbonation]

Idk I just really need to read Ghost and Soap frotting, Johnny’s length bumping up into the engorged head of Simon’s, their combined musk making them drool. And maybe, idk, they’re fantasizing about fucking reader and dumping a double load of cum in their tight, sweet little hole, and watching it bubble out while they rub dicks. Idk.

[chocolatedreamlandruins]

If s3xy was a layout here you go Spank AWay followers

[spankies]

𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓶𝓮

[peterparkeeperer]

realisations (and what they bring) peter parker x gn!reader

“You’re late,”

Peter jumps in your peripheral vision as he enters the room. “Yeah, sorry” he says with a sort of nonchalance that’s completely within your scene to get on your nerves. Only, you’ve had time to think, and you can see even in his eyes now that there’s not really that ‘excited fear’ there, like there usually appears for submissives that are bound to be punished. You sigh.

You stand up to stand a few feet infront of him, he eyes you in surprise.

“You know what I think, Peter?”

“No?”

“I think you just really want to be spanked.”

Everything stills. His whole face turns red. You fight down a grin at this great accomplished finding.

“I, I, why would you assume that?”

“Because we’ve got this submissive and dominant thing going on, and you’re a brat, I’ve know that from the start. But,” you take slow steps to reach him, “no matter how many edgings,” he steps back, “how many times I call you a ‘bad boy’ and you apologise, it’s never really enough, is it?”

His back hits the wall, and his face is red, and his body language is curled in but in his eyes. His lovely brown eyes, there’s a screaming of ‘finally’, of approval and some sort of desperate craving that has his pupil almost engulfing his entire eyes.

Your hand rests on the wall above his shoulder. You lean in.

“I think you just really want me to bend you over, put you in my lap, and spank you until you learn how to behave,”

He groans, guttural, and within a second later his eyes shoot down on himself with a terror that surprises you. You look down, and with a huge amount of glee that makes Peter eyes widen, in, finally, that excitement fear, you realise he came in his pants.

This is going to be so much fun.

[onlybrittany22]

[abbonation]

Stained Sweetness

Joel likes how you smell in a totally normal way :D

18+, explicit sexual content below the cut.

Warnings: PiV sex, creampie, olfactophilia (girl idk I guess it’s my word of the day)

A/N: like lowkey I feel like my writing is getting better, I just don’t do it enough to actually improve any marginal amount. Oh well I really don’t care, was horny, wrote this, here you go. Enjoyyy!!!

He hadn’t felt this insane with a person ever in his memory. So fucking entranced that he had to jack off on his lunch break just to be able to finish the work day, he pulls out the Polaroid he took of you from his wallet, and considers calling you but decides against using the clunky expensive thing for this particular reason. Joel thinks back to the day he took that picture of you, laid out on your bed, creamy sheets wrapped around you like some kinda fuckin angel.

You’d been together a few months, dated, and only just recently started spending nights together. So your apartment was, relatively speaking, new territory. He knew he was attracted to you, like seriously, agonizingly attracted to you, but when he started being able to note your smell on things it became a lot, even for him.

From something obvious, like the way your pillows smelled after you’d washed your hair the previous night, to the way the scent of your arousal lingered on his mustache and fingers after you’d fucked, he was gutted by the hold you had on him.

He showed you as much when, after you’d made coffees in bed, the sweet thing you were, he brushed his hand up your thighs, waited for you to finish your sip, and took your mug to place it on the bedside table.

Joel waited for you to scoot back towards the headboard and lay, spreading your knees wide open where he could get down between them.

“Gonna pay me for my services, mister?”

“I have every intention to, ma’am.” He smiles, as he pushes the hem of his big t shirt over your belly, kissing the pudge above where your underwear rest on your hips. He squeezes into your belly, kissing and grazing, lighting a fire in his wake, now carefully slipping just one finger under the elastic to brush down over your pubic bone.

He tries to be subtle, he does, tries not to inhale too hard, but he can’t stop himself when you thrust your hips up towards his face and he presses his nose right into the triangle of your clothed cunt, breathing in deep the scent of you. He outwardly groans, unable to stop from thrusting down into your sheets, cock becoming heavy at the wet patch forming on the gusset of your underwear.

He pushes just the seat of them aside, slides one finger through your labia, and pushes it inside. He’s greeted with a sweet squelch of excitement from your cunt, and a loud gasp from your mouth, “Yes, more Joel-“

He obeys, adding another finger, and pretending now it’s his cock, gaping you open just for his eyes to see. You beg and plead, little sounds as he licks and kisses, until he’s decided you’re ready.

He moves up to kneel above you, keeping your feet planted on the tops of his hairy thighs. “Is she ready baby? Ready for this cock?” He slides himself over your underwear through the seam of your pussy, pushing your thighs together nice and tight to rub against you.

“Yeah Joel, please, c’mon-“ you’re getting needy now, so he pulls your underwear down over your ass, and up your thighs to rest on where your knees are parallel to the bed. Joel uses his spit to get just the tip of his cock wet, and guides it into your opening, feeding you just the head while he strokes the length.

“Fuck, baby, so pretty for me,” he slides home, seating himself all the way in, moaning as he does, it’s gruff and powerful- just like him.

He sets a quick pace, moving his hands up your arms to your shoulders to keep you in place, he bends to suck your nipple, biting so gentle the way he knows you like, making you moan your own song for him right next to his ear.

He can smell the sex in the air now, probably a prominent reason for his lusting over your scent.

“Ah fuck baby, I can’t-“ he says as he moves one hand to hold by the base of your throat, the other to your undies hanging off your knees, he stretches them against the bend of your calf and drops his head, putting them right up to his nose and inhales. Inhales your sweet, heady, tangy scent. The smell of you, of comfort and love and all that he can make you feel with just his body.

You keen, both in surprise and arousal, you feel butterflies deep in your stomach at the sight.

He moans out at the sensation of smelling you while fucking you, and does it again, and again. The third time he just rests them against his face, “I’m fucking close babe, I’m gonna come all over this sweet little pussy as soon as she’s ready for me.”

“O-okay Joel just, okay,” you focus on your impending climax, heat raising to your ears and cheeks, blossoming across your chest.

Joel pushes down on the back of your thighs and brings your underwear closer to your own nose.

“Smell that, sweetness? That’s you. That’s me. We did that- ffuck I’m gonna come, baby,”

You erupt at his words and the scent of your own arousal in the air, the blinding heat of orgasm and a little embarrassment taking over, all while Joel’s messy thrusts slam to a stop inside your cunt. His clenching balls empty inside your walls, and you moan at the thought of him filling you up.

You lay together for a few minutes just to catch your breath. “Oh my god, Joel, what was that?” You laugh at him as he gets up for a towel.

He’s back in his truck now, leaning over to the glove box and pulling out those purple panties, only six more hours till he’s home again, but this’ll have to do for now.

[angeljunos]

how many ✋💥 ?

[sadgurlprolific]