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okii loki fic posted. what do you want to see next: size kink w bunny, beach sex w sae or fucking on a yacht w kaiser?
⋆˙⟡ Loki is addicted to making you squirt (+18)
Since the first time Loki saw you squirt he knew he was going to get addicted to it.
He was prepping you on his fingers. He had made you cum around them twice already, yet kept on working his digits at that mind-numbing pace even after seeing your thighs tremble from the overstimulation.
And he’s so glad you didn’t tell him to stop that day, because the sight of you wetting both his fingers and the bedsheets was probably one of the most beautiful things he’ll ever get to see in his life.
From that night, making you cum like that has now become mandatory for Loki and if he doesn’t make you squirt at least twice, then he hasn’t fucked you properly. Simple as that.
Bringing someone to such a state of ecstasy is not for the weak and he knows that.
Fortunately, Julien is a well-rounded man, with an unwavering stamina and who always puts your pleasure first, so he can have you shaking and crying with his eyes closed at this point, because he knows your body as if he’s dedicated his whole life to study and worship it.
“Ju…I don't think I can cum anymore,” he can hear the humour in your voice even when it's heavy with exhaustion and only a few decibels above a whisper. He made you gush all over the bed and calloused hands not even three seconds ago, yet fingers were still massaging your sweet spot with a finesse that had your legs shutting involuntarily.
“Yes you can, pretty. I’ve seen you do worse than this.” What he’s saying is true, you’ve definitely made bigger messes than this one, thus his discontentment with your quick desistance. “And keep these legs nice and open for me chérie.” he exhales into your neck, pushing your legs open again with no resistance from your part, before going back to that pace that had you writhing in his lap earlier.
The hand that wasn’t working in and out for your soaked pussy was gripping onto one of your shaky thighs. Your voice was definitely above a whisper now. And the way your walls were clenching around him were telltales of your impending orgasm.
Loki grins against your neck when your repeating whines of his name reach his ears. You’re such a vision when you’re like this, how is he meant to contain himself around you? He is just a man at the end of the day…
“Julieeen, ’m cumming… you're...ngh! gonna make me cum again!”
“Shh, It’s okay baby…Go ahead and make a mess for me again, [Name].” Your mouth opens in a silent scream as your brain short circuits in the midst of your nth orgasm of the night. The bedsheets became even darker with the wetness streaming from in between your thighs and your boyfriend nearly cums untouched with you at the sight. “Fuck, that’s it…Let it all out for me.”
He only ceases his movements once you stop gushing everywhere. The hand gripping your thigh is now caressing it and rubbing soothing circles on the innermost part of it as you regain your breath. “Are you okay, my love? Was it too much?”
you shaked your head no. “Words, my love. Was it too much? Yes or no?”
“N-no…I’m fine. Just…gimme a minute, please.”
“Okay ,chérie.” He kissed your cheek. “Take your time.”
Because he’s planning on making you do that all over again next round, but on his cock this time.
an — happy birthday loki dada man<3 (see? i actually posted a bday fic on time for once)
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mark my words i’m literally gonna do tricks on his bratwurst the moment he gets shown in s3 (pls you gotta write more kaiser i beg of you 💔💔💔💔)
HELPP BRATWURST IS SENDING ME OMG 😭😭 but you and me both queen. we're gonna show ness who the real kaiser meat riders are 🙂↕️ (and I actually have a kaiser fic idea stored for later...so wait for me ❤️🩹)
ALSO FID YOU SEE THR KAISER S3 PIC DJSJDNENE
U KNOW I DID GIRLL😛🤤
you’ve gyatt to post more hugo im lit nutting he’s so bad
ughhhh he issss 😣🤤 the mere sight of this man gets me so soaked its crazy
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒ bunny iglesias loves having you in cowgirl
your boyfriend bunny works hard every day, even on days when it’s supposed to be his day off. regardless of anything, he works out and is in the best condition to play soccer (even if he doesn’t want to admit it). you feel bad; he never seems to catch a break and it’s evident he’s tired.
and now on top of that, now that él clásico was mere days away, he’s been having more stress than usual from his team and his trainer. but it’s okay, because every day, you always seem to bring a smile to his face when he comes home. and on days where your sex drive seems to get the best of you, you’re so understanding.
but tonight, his seemed to get the best of him despite how he felt. but fuck you’re so…delectable. no, you’re just straight up fucking stunning. all you had to do was kiss him and he was instantly rock hard.
bunny doesn’t even have to do anything but watch you ride his cock, fucking yourself so diligently while kissing him with such fevor. jesus, you’re fucking scrumptious. he could eat you up if he wanted to—especially when you opened the door of your shared apartment wearing nothing but one of his favorite shirts and a fucking thong with his name on it…jesus christ…
“mmm, you’re so good, bunny…” you whispered, quiet moans slipping from your mouth the more you gyrated your hips on his dick.
“maldita sea, princesa [goddamn, princess]…you were ready for this weren’t you?” he petted your cheek lazily, hooded eyes gazing at you and your flushed face. he threw his head back onto the headboard, hand on your waist while you fucked yourself further. “joder…estás increíble, sabes? [fuck, you're incredible, y'know that?]”
“mhmm…i was waiting for you all day…you know how impatient i can be.”
he didn’t have to do anything at all but jesus, it was sloppy. every thwop! and squelch! fucking echoed along with your pretty little mewls that even in his tired state, bunny felt a little restless. he usually has an insane amount of stamina, but tonight, he felt horny, just had no energy.
you pulled your boyfriend closer to you , arms around his neck while you kiss his neck and leave hickies and love marks on his tanned skin, but still able to be hidden by his kit. he can just lie and say he got bit by a mosquito or some shit.
“careful, what if my teammates or coach see?” he murmured. he wasn’t serious, but it was still fun to tease you. “or what about the media? qué van a decir cuando vean cómo me tienes [what are they gonna say when they see the way you have me] ?”
you smiled up at him, tracing the pre-mature marks with your fingertips. “let them see.”
“mmm… ‘m in love with your cock, baby. so so good—!” you whined, rolling against his hips and kissing bunny like you’re the only people in the world. like he’s the only one for you (he’s combusting inside). “you like that?”
he nodded slowly, wrapping his arms around your waist and helping you by lifting his hips ever so slightly with every bounce of your ass. “always, preciosa. siempre me vuelves loco [you always drive me crazy]…”
you hummed, rocking yourself on his cock and planting your cute hands on his abs while trying to lift and slam yourself onto him. it was so damn cute…
in all seriousness, bunny really doesn’t know how the hell he got so lucky with a stunning woman like you, you’re too good to him. which is why, when barcha wins él clásico, he’ll sure as hell give you a thanking of a lifetime.
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wearing some cute red lingerie for hugo... sex on the beach w sae when u guys are on holiday... sex on a yacht w kaiser...watersports w loki...what sounds more interesting u guys
loki it is then!! i'll post it very soon <33
LMAOOO YALL MY DUMBASS CONFUSED WATERSPORTS W SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. I DONT HAVE A PISS KINK I PROMISE 😭😭
how to handle your chaotic partner! with vivien hugo ⋆.˚༄
this was requested!
get used to their spontaneity (and surprises) ⋆ . ࿔ ˚
“Hey, Viv!” you barge into your humble abode, calling for your boyfriend all the way from the entrance hall. Once in the living room, you approach him with an air of mischief that is familiar and hence doesn’t raise any suspicions yet. “Guess what I did.”
“What is it you’ve done dear?”
“I said guess!”
Whatever Hugo was doing suddenly became extremely disinteresting as he took note of your excitement. And he won’t lie, he’s a bit weary of what you could be dropping on him. “I’m not sure. Did you bring another cat home without my knowledge?”
“No, I didn’t find any on my way home today.” Okay, he’s glad he won’t have to worry about being a father to another cat so soon after you decided to bring a stray home not even two weeks ago. “Try again.”
“Did you fight the neighbour over "your parking spot” again?”
“Nooo. Not today at least.”
“...Did you run someone over then?”
“What?! No!”
“I can’t think of anything else then. You’ll have to tell me.”
“I got a tattoo!” That definitely wasn’t in his bingo for today. Since when were you planning on getting one of those? And just where is it, because every uncovered spot on your skin that Hugo’s eyes can see are free from any type of ink?
“I don’t see anything though.”
“Cus it’s on my back, look!” you turn around and lift your shirt, revealing nothing other than a trampstamp of a butterfly. “Ta-dah! Do you like it?”
“What prompted this exactly?” It might sound like he’s found it distasteful when he says it like that, but it’s quite the opposite. He likes it. A lot. Still, he’s caught off guard by this radical decision of yours. “You never said anything about getting one before.”
“I don’t know. Guess I wanted to change my look a little,” Little is not a good word to describe your new ink as it sits quite big in your lower back. “Plus, I’m kinda carrying a piece of you everywhere I go now. Isn’t that cute?”
When you see it from that perspective it is, indeed, very endearing.
Enough to get him flustered actually.
be prepared for their weird questions at all times ⋆ . ࿔ ˚
It’s the morning of Hugo’s birthday.
Neither you or Hugo have any responsibilities to tend to, so you’re graced with the luxury of lazing and fooling around together in bed for once, and your boyfriend, like the clingy man he is, has his arm around you and his thumb drawing circular patterns on your naked back.
The room is quiet, but the silence between you is not unwelcomed.
Besides the chirp of the birds outside and your mingling breaths, no other sound can be heard.
This is the best gift Hugo could ever ask for. To have the person he cherishes the most in his arms after showing his love for them in the most intimate and sincere way two humans can. No other present he gets today will ever top the one you gave him this morning, and everyday really, which is the fortune of being loved by you.
He should thank his lucky stars more often for making you his soulmate this lifetime. But he’ll do that later. Now, he wants to enjoy this rare tranquilility with you.
“Viv,” your voice breaks the quietness of the moment. By the tone in your voice, he can immediately tell a question is coming. You have this peculiar habit of querying him at the most random times possible. He obviously doesn’t mind it. He’d say he finds it amusing actually, so he’s looking forward to hearing what is in your mind today and is ready to give you a good answer.
“Yes, mon chou?”
“...What do you think is the meaning of our existence?”
Oh.
This question is too normal compared to what you usually ask. He can’t help to wonder why you chose to ask him that now of all times though.
Not that any of the other questions you’ve made ever made sense at the time they were asked, it’s just hard to compute in Hugo’s head why you’d ask something so deep in the afterglow of your lovemaking.
He’s wondering if it was potentially so bad and boring that your mind started to ponder about the meaning of life in the midst of it.
He sticks to ignoring that silly thought and shifts his mind’s focus to the question at hand. “What is the meaning of our existence, you said?”
“Yes…What do you think we’re really here for?”
“Hm,” he doesn’t need to give much thought to it. “To follow our aptitudes and live the life that’s intended for us.”
“Of course you’d say that.”
“Were you expecting anything new?”
“I was, for some reason. Maybe I need to think of better questions to ask you.”
“You do that,” he kisses the top of your head before pulling you even closer.
The stillness from before his back, however it didn’t stay for long, because somehow that brain of yours has another thing stored for him. “I think I have a better one now.”
“Speak to me dear.”
“So like…would you rather, sit on a cake and suck a dick or sit on a dick and eat a cake?”
“I-I’m sorry?”
He clearly wasn’t prepared enough today.
be aware that they might climb you at random moments of the day ⋆ . ࿔ ˚
“What is it you’re doing, mon chou?”
“I’m pretending to be a sloth hanging off a tree?” the way you said that like it was the most normal thing in the world made Vivien feel like the dumb one for even asking. “Don’t move please.”
He kind of needs to move if he wants to finish making his pre-workout before leaving for team practice. Yet he follows your orders and lets you hang off his arm for a little longer, flexing it hard enough to keep you from falling on the floor.
If this is what you want to do, he’ll entertain you like the good boyfriend he is.
always hold their hand in public or they will get lost ⋆ . ࿔ ˚
This was supposed to be a nice and calm trip to the mall.
Hugo was on the lookout for a new pair of cleats before the oncoming season of games he has, as his other ones were worn out and you’ve been urging him to get new ones for ages at this point. It was a lot harder than you imagined it to be to convince Vivien that getting new shoes was the only option because he had a sort of attachment to his old ones. Plus, your boyfriend can be a little superstitious and genuinely believes those busted shoes of his give him some sort of extra luck for his matches.
Fortunately though, you’re very persuasive — or perhaps Hugo is the one who cannot say no to you for too long. Either way, you managed to drag him out the house with the purpose of getting him some new kicks.
At least that was the initial plan of action. Because instead of looking for new shoes, Hugo is on the search for his partner who disappeared as soon as he took his eyes away from you to speak to a worker for less than five minutes.
Yes, you evaporated into thin air and got Hugo stressed out in the span of five minutes.
His first instinct was to call you, just to hear the sound of your phone vibrating inside the handbag on his shoulder after the first three rings.
As much as he’s trying to stay calm during this whole fiasco, there’s a part of his brain that is reprimanding him for his carelessness. How the hell did he not hear you sneaking away earlier?
Since calling you is out of the question and he has probably gone into every store on this floor, you’ve left him with no other option besides one..
“My love,” His voice echoes throughout the whole building as he speaks to you through the intercom. “I am waiting for you at the entrance. Please come back, I’m getting worried.” The curious eyes he’s getting from the other patrons would bother him in any other scenario, now though? he’s focused on finding you to care.
“I hope this helps to find them,” the nice security lady who gave him the permission to use the intercom is giving an apologetic look. The type you give a worried parent who lost their child in a mall and not to a guy who’s lost their partner who’s very much grown.
One could say this strategy was a little over the top, but the relief of seeing you walk towards the entrance a few minutes later was worth every weird look he got. “They were giving free samples and I got tempted…Sorry.”
“It’s fine, my love.” Although you got him worried for a good while, Hugo cannot bring himself to be upset. He can never be upset with you no matter what. “Just hold my hand for now, okay?”
And this time he’ll make sure to not let go of you.
an — im posting a bday fic late AGAIN :(((( anyways happy late bday to my beautiful king hugo vivien. ily sexy daddy sorry i failed u </3. also i did this while half asleep AGAIN. so if there's any mistakes...then idk.
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wearing some cute red lingerie for hugo... sex on the beach w sae when u guys are on holiday... sex on a yacht w kaiser...watersports w loki...what sounds more interesting u guys
loki it is then!! i'll post it very soon <33
Wish someone would do size kink with bunny👀👀👀👀 am I muted👀👀
siize kink w bnunny 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤
wearing some cute red lingerie for hugo... sex on the beach w sae when u guys are on holiday... sex on a yacht w kaiser...watersports w loki...what sounds more interesting u guys
⋆˙⟡♡ loki (finally) uses his speed on you! (18+)
written with afab!reader in mind!
Sex with Julien is always slow and sweet.
Your man is a real lover, he can’t help it. He needs to show how much he loves you through deliberate, slow rolls of his hips and sweet words that pour out his lips like honey. He’s so perfect you could cry, both from pleasure and gratitude for finding a man as sweet as him.
But there’s a part of you that wishes to see what Julien Loki looks like when he’s not being gentle with you. One that has been yearning for him to let go of his inhibitions and fuck you like he hates your guts for once.
It sounds like ungratefulness when you catch yourself thinking such things, yet you can’t help it. You know that deep down your boyfriend is holding back as well. Whenever he comes back to his team’s hotel with you after a match, you can feel him restraining himself from letting all the spare adrenaline in his system take over his body and make him go as crazy as he wants. Every time he starts to speed up his pace on moments like that he catches himself and slows down right after, whispering ‘sorry cherié’ and ‘did i hurt you?’ in your ear as you tell him repeatedly that you’re okay before he continues with his more cautious pace.
You don’t mind the fact that your boyfriend is more geared towards being vanilla, but you’ve seen how fast Julien can be. Like come on, speed is literally this man’s trademark, if he doesn’t mind showcasing it to the entire world when he’s on the field, why is he so afraid of showing it to you in bed as well?
It has reached a point where you feel like you need to tell him that it is okay for him to let go a little bit.
Hence you’re here now, beneath him under the soft glow of the moon outside as he rolls his hips into you, tortuously slow as per usual. It obviously doesn’t feel bad, Loki always pleases you and he fucks good, but tonight you will get this man to dick you down one way or another.
Loki’s tip brushes against your sweet spot with each one of his thrusts, making you call out his name like a prayer. All the heavenly sounds you make always get to his head “Nghh…fuck, Julien."
“I know mon cœur…i know…” he eats up all those sweet noises you’re making as he kisses you and teases your clit just right. They put him in a state of trance that causes his pace to pick up, leading to more of them pouring out of your lips. Unfortunately he’s quick to notice he’s letting his control slip out of his hands as soon as you let out a broken whimper. “S-shit sweetheart…I’m sorry, did I go too fast—?”
“Baby, it’s fine…I like it like that actually…”
“Hah, is that so? I don’t want to hurt you cherié…”
“you won’t…you can go as fast as you want, I promise.” His breath hitches when he hears you say that. He’s been holding back for so long in fear of hurting you, just to find that he’s been depriving you of what you actually want? “I can handle it Ju…just give it to me please…”
You didn’t need to say anything else.
Loki’s pace goes from slow and sweet, to him absolutely drilling you within seconds, and you feel like you’re in heaven right now. Loki grunts at the feeling of you clutching around him desperately and of your nails digging into his back. He’s still hitting all those spots that have you screaming and begging for more in his ear, and he’s really regretting not going like this on you earlier. You’ve never sounded like this before and Loki feels like he’s getting addicted to it already.
“T-this is what you wanted this whole time? For me to use you like this?” You could barely speak at this point. You couldn’t formulate coherent thoughts either. All your brain could think about was how good your man was fucking you right now. So you stuck to nodding as an answer, but that didn’t satisfy him at all.
He needed to hear you say it.
“Words, mon amour…” he grunted, just as absorbed in the pleasure of your encounter as you. “Use them or I'll stop.”
“No, Julien ! Don't stop pleasee!”
“That’s what I want to hear…now hold onto me, yeah? Let me show you how fast I can really be.”
an — two smuts in the span of a day...im becoming a pervert of sex...i need to chill...also not proofread. yall know the drill at this point lmaooo
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⋆˙⟡ distracting Hugo while he reads (18+)
Vivien has been staring at that book in his hands for hours now.
Surprisingly, he decided to pick a book with actual words in it for a change after you teased him for his ridiculous habit of staring at empty books a few days ago. A decision you came to regret later because he won’t let go of that thing and has been ignoring you the whole evening basically.
It’s not like you’re someone who’s super clingy or anything, but on rare days where he does not have to go practice with his team, you feel it's only fair you get the entitlement of spending some quality time with your boyfriend instead of having to be scrolling mindlessly on your phone, while sprawled on your shared bed that feels painfully empty without him by your side.
Every desperate attempt of yours to get his attention has been to no avail. Wearing his shirt only and ditching your bra didn’t work, sitting on his lap and laying small kisses on his neck didn’t do much either besides earn you a few kisses back. Which you appreciate of course, but it’s not what you’re after. What you really want is for him to put that book aside and focus on you fully.
But he can’t seem to catch what your real intentions are.
fricking love your layout theme 😳
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weird question….your acc says it was made in 2007 but your 18yr old?? In 2007 you werent even alive if u do the math 🧐🧐🧐
hey nonnie! it's not a weird question at all lol. i just changed the date of my post to 2007, it's a feature on tumblr <3
Ი ᰍ ݃ ݁ᣟ݂ helping bunny de-stress after a bad match! (+18)
this was requested + written with afab!reader in mind
The moment Bunny walked into your home you could sense that something was wrong.
His steps were heavier than usual. The weight in his step wasn’t due to just his tiredness due to playing football and you could tell because no one knows him like you do.
So like a good partner, you asked him what was wrong.
‘Oh it’s nothing, I promise,’ he said, trying to brush off whatever was bothering him so much and change the subject.
But you could tell that underneath that smile Bunny was angry, seething even, and that he was trying not to show it to you. Maybe not to scare you or make you worried, you weren’t sure, all you knew is that you wanted to help him feel better and forget everything that was making him feel this way.
Yet you didn’t think that offering your boyfriend a hand would lead you to being face down, ass up on you guys king size bed as he pounds your poor pussy sore.
