Jan 18
Paul McCartney <3
seen from China
seen from Italy
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Russia
seen from Russia
seen from Estonia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from China
seen from Australia
seen from Australia
seen from Australia
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
Paul McCartney <3
JFK x intern plsss!!🫣
i’ll keep you my dirty little secret
jfk x intern!reader drabble! warnings: semi-public sex, raw sex, reader will probably get pregnant, possible errors, sex with no plot lol
Being freshly nineteen you decided to do something with your life. Little did you know trying to get out the house would lead to having an affair with the President of the United States..
Sitting down in front of a small desk you were researching a few things that the boss assigned the interns. Research and answer. Simple as that. so why did the president call you into his office?. sure you two maybe exchanged a few glances… maybe you caught him checking you out and maybe he caught you looking down at that bulge that peaked from the zipper of his pants.
So it seems something started.
“are you okay?” John suddenly called out, his eyes studying your blank expression as you stared down at the government packet in front of you. You turned your head to the side where John sat. Watching his body lean closer to yours.
“yes, of course, these questions are just messing me up a little bit..”
“well, why don’t you let me help you?” John offered.
And of course you accepted the help. Letting him lean close enough to where the shoulders meet. Every breath you took you could smell his cologne. John smelt so fresh and with his face right next to yours it was hard to keep calm. Trying to ignore the heat that you felt rising up to your cheeks.
It seemed as if John was feeling the same way. His hand constantly touching yours. The way he took deep breaths when there was no need to. Grazing his thigh against yours and what not. The intention was clear.
John shot a question at you that was in the packet. And while you were thinking in silence he suddenly spoke up.
“you’re a very pretty girl, you know” he mumbled, those beautiful mixed eyes observing your facial features.
“what?” You replied, looking back over to him only to be face to face with John.
“pretty, you’re a pretty young lady..” he confirmed
You didn’t expect it but soon enough he had you sat on the desk. The sound of skin slapping echoing around the office room. Trying so hard not to make any other sound because the door was creaked open.
“oh god..” John whispered into your ear, moving his hips to pump his cock into your tight hole. Sucking him in like a damn demon. Occasionally letting out small squirts onto his pulsing tip.
“if I knew you were like this I would’ve grabbed you a long time ago” he mumbled, heavy breathing feeling against your cold ear.
“this.. isn’t.. mph, professional Mr. President” you whined in a whisper, biting down on your lip to prevent a moan from slipping. Feeling his veins pulsing in your gushy mess as you called him that.
“If it wasn’t professional I wouldn’t be doing this” John replied, pulling out until only his tip was left before slamming his cock back in. His balls slapping against the plush of your ass over and over again.
He had been going with this for about ten minutes already. You hadn’t expected him to dip his thumb down to your clit. Rubbing the bundle of nerves, John pulled his face back just enough to watch your face twist with pleasure. Whimpering and whining, it was hard to be quiet when you had something so good pumping in you.
“I’m gonna cum” you whispered without realizing it
“then cum” John replied, titling his head just enough to make eye contact with you. Suddenly moving his hips into a faster pace. His thumb still rubbing the over sensitive nerve.
He would not stop moving his hips, keeping the same fast pace while making eye contact with you. His body moved without warning, hips stuttering without control. John’s breaths soon became heavy ones while your thighs twitched against his hips. A warm, tight sensation coiling at the bottom of your stomach.
“Will you take it all?” John asked
“god yes, yes I will”
Without warning you felt a warm stream of liquid spill into your pussy. All of the gushy mess getting coated in his nut while your cum dripped down onto his pulsing cock. Moans were slipping past your lips, to stupid to care about the cracked door.
“that’s right, fuck, take it all” he whispered, eyes never leaving you as he shoved his cock deep into you. Stilling just so his nut stayed in.
When the orgasm finished throughout your body it was silent for a few moments. There was only the sound of breathing and subtle whines.
“I want you in my office every afternoon before you clock out”
tag list: @bobbysdoe444, @delicateez, @bluelancergirl, @castiwls, @subeydajmahad, and @schlierei
bobby kennedy x bimbo!reader hc’s
warnings: nsfw towards the end!
----
• your closet could make barbie jealous, and that's thanks to bobby!
• he loves to give you money for the shopping sprees. matter of fact, he's the one holding the bags for you
• loves and i mean lovessss to watch you get ready. from watching you step out the bath to placing the last touches on your makeup.
• bobby often leaves the house covered in lipstick marks. and when asked about it he could only chuckle and shake his head.
• he learned how to paint nails just for you :)
• gives zero shits about negative comments on you or your appearance
• “you don’t think her outfits are provocative?” “I mean, I’m the one who picked out the outfit”
• yeah and trust the next day you leave with something more revealing.
• bobby often finds himself hand feeding you every once in a while. Fruits, vegetables, candy, anything really.
• certified photographer for you, any photos that are close up of you is done by him. every.single.photo.
• he's always fascinated by you. anything you do really. he's always admiring you.
• surprisingly takes fashion tips from you and it helps increase his appearance.
papa!bobby x younger!wife
oh these two
jfk and rfk aren’t ass smackers, but rather, ass patters. Out in public they’ll rest their hand on your lower back. When no eyes are looking they like to reach down and pat the curve of your ass.
oh my god
ughhh jackie and jack sharing reader during their white house years
cupid seems to have made a mistake.
jfk x reader x jbk hc’s!
———
• when john met you at the White House event it was supposed to be a simple one night stand
• but when jackie caught sight of you, she knew what her husband wanted. and she knew what she wanted.
• it started off simple, getting invited over for dinner, small hang outs, wine tasting, vacations, getting a room at the White House……
• safe to say they snatched you up quick!
• every night they enjoy having dinner with you
• jack will occasionally rub his fingers on your thigh while jackie would coo sweet words like it was nothing
• then at night when everyone has gone to sleep they’ll invite you to their shared bedroom just to hold you
• jackie is the one who’s around the most, taking you shopping, dress ups, galas, vacation, whatever she can!
• but that doesn’t mean jack doesn’t try, if he’s working late he’ll call the bedroom phone to wish you and jackie a goodnight
• if you thought Jackie spoiled you, the price tag on the jewelry Jack buys could make you pass out
• while jack isn’t the most affectionate, jackie would lead him. Teaching him how to massage your body properly while she kisses your face
• you three even have a photo album together
• jackie is the one who holds your hand to guide you through big spaces while jack is the one who has a hand on your shoulder to guide you
• you get passed around like a blunt, they love you downnnn
• it was never really said what you three were. That was something left unspoken
• they outdo anyone you try to date so just stick with them…
• since you're so close with them and everyone knows, it's kindaa like being a nepo baby?
• you get anything you want from anyone, literally.
• and yes, they're possessive of you.