you guys are fuckin SLUTS for wanting this so bad (literally me too i love the idea of this man actin this way)
pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!reader
warnings: smut, oral ( f receiving), praise, mild hair pulling, cum eating, cum play, kinda porn w no plot, overstim, spit play, if i missed anything lmk !!
summary: vinnie loves the taste of you on his tongue and can’t help but get lost in the moment
the position you were in was nasty — bent over the arm of the couch as your boyfriend ate you out from behind.
all that was heard from the two of you was the loud sounds of vinnie’s mouth on you and your moans.
he needed this, craved it like it was some drug. you knew vinnie’s favorite thing was to eat you out, but you didn’t know he loved it this much.
“pussy s’fuckin’ good, baby.” you hear your boyfriend slur as he laps up your wetness.
he moves one of your legs to rest over the arm of the chair before spreading your asscheeks apart.
he shakes his head back and forth as his tongue prods at your entrance at a fast pace.
you grip at the couch in front of you, needing something to steady yourself.
your legs are shaking, the movements of the blonde’s mouth is almost too much for you to handle.
“doin’ so good for me, pretty girl.” vinnie praises against you, his chin covered in your wetness.
you couldn’t see him, seeing as you’re facing the other way, but you could definitely feel him, and it felt amazing.
vinnie continues to suck at your clit while also grabbing a fist full of your hair and pulling it slightly.
a moan escapes your lips and vinnie smiles against your clit. no words are exchanged, just the filthy sound of his mouth on you.
vinnie watches you clench around nothing when he removes his mouth from you. he smirks, moving his hand up to you, gliding his finger against you.
his mouth attacks your clit again as he carefully pushes a finger into you, eliciting a whine from you.
“baby.” is all your able to get out before vinnie flips you around.
he smiles at you as he moves you to lay on the couch while he kneels in front of you.
he spreads you apart again, taking a real good look at you before kissing your clit.
“look at you,” his voice is deep, he’s completely submerged in this moment, in you. “prettiest fuckin’ pussy.” he doesn’t even finish his sentence before he’s back on you.
you fist his hair in your hands as his skilled mouth sucks at you again.
you squeeze your thighs around him which instantly makes vinnie moan into your heat.
he can’t get enough of you, you’re just too sweet. his nose nudges your clit and that’s what pushes you over the edge, not being able to warn vinnie beforehand.
you squeeze your thighs around him as you cum, making him moan into you once again which only spurs you on more.
“vinnie, please.” you’re a whining, shaking mess as he continues to not let up on you.
he’s too into this moment, almost like he’s drunk on the taste of you.
“c’mon baby, gimme another.” he rasps against you as he lifts his hand up to you, pushing the substance that slid out of you back into you again.
it was filthy really, but so hot at the same time. vinnie wraps his arms around your thighs, lifting you up just a bit as he helps you grind your pussy into him, riding his face.
the stimulation of his mouth and you grinding into him, it’s all too much as you moan out for him again.
“that’s it baby, i know you’re close. give it to me, mama.” he encourages you.
your breathing is heavy and skin is glistening in sweat as you move your hips on him one more time before you cum again on his face.
vinnie takes it all with a satisfied groan once he feels you let go. you look down at him as he looks up at you through his lashes.
he’s not done with you yet, he’s only gotten two orgasms out of you so far, that wasn’t enough for him.
“n-no more vinnie, please.” you try and plead with him as you feel his fingers on you now.
vinnie tsks, looking up at you with the sweetest eyes. “sensitive?” he asks, already knowing the answer.
you nod as you feel his lips on you again, he kisses you once more, making you clench your legs.
“can’t stop now, princess,” vinnie mutters. “pussy’s too sweet, i can’t get enough.”
you buck your hips up against his face again when you feel him suck on your clit. you grip his hair, tugging as you feel his tongue on you.
the taste of you is too good he can’t let up, even if he wants too.
“love when i have you like this, don’t you baby?” he asks as you tilt your head back. “love feelin’ my mouth on your sweet pussy, huh?”
you moan at his words as they go in one ear and out the other at this point. you don’t know anything besides the feeling of vinnie’s mouth on your cunt.
the wet sounds are filthy as they merge in with your and vinnie’s combined moans.
he grips your thighs, absolutely with no doubt creating bruises that’ll appear the next day.
he moves his mouth from your cunt to the inside of your thighs, creating hickeys along them before continuing what he was doing.
“f-fuck, mouth feels s’good vin.” you whine out as you feel his tongue against you once again.
vinnie moans into you at the praise which spurs you on and you instinctively buck your hips up into him.
he lifts his face mere inches as he sees the white substance leak out of you. he smirks, his fingers find your pussy again and he spreads them along your folds.
he pushes the cum that has spilled out of you back inside, making you moan when you feel his finger inside you.
“gonna-“ you cut yourself off with a moan when you feel not only his finger but his moth on you. “shit!”
vinnie hums, loving the effort he has on you as you do him. “one more pretty, c’mon.” he urges.
you grind against him as you moan out profanities along with his name as you cum on his mouth for the third time that night.
you’re completely spent but vinnie doesn’t seem to care, too drunk and lost on your pretty, glistening, pussy.
he looks up at you as he glides his finger along your folds, collecting the substance.
“open,” he says once he’s face to face with you. you see your juices on his chin and smile.
you open your mouth to happily invite his index finger into your mouth. vinnie hums as he watches you suck his finger clean.
“good girl,” he praises as you keep the smile plastered on your face. “did so good f’me.”
he kisses you properly and you melt into it before pulling away after a few seconds.
vinnie tells you he’ll be right back and goes to grab a warm washcloth.
he carefully wipes up your thighs as you watch him. you gasp when you feel his fingers on you again, the sensitivity skyrocketing.
“vinnie.” you say warningly, making him look up at you with a smirk.
he finishes cleaning you up with one finally kiss to your cunt, making you whine. he helps dress you for the night before dressing himself.
his mind is a bit hazy still, so you help him come down by laying in bed snuggled together as you trace meaningless patterns on his chest.
before the two of you know it you’re both asleep in each others arms.
it’s 12am and i just saw @lovelysturnioloos rb a post ab vinnie and mention his hands so here’s pictures of vinnie’s hands because i’m a freak and i love them and need them around my waist (and neck oops)
this one is called Beard Matt Eating You Out by ray
bros bristly beard tickling me i fear (straight up fear) , the way homies tongue feel is straight up unreal (unreal homie) best believe the dude eating me out aint no brokie (pokey Bros name is Matt tokey) damn his mouth really doing the strokey (strokey) ngl his beard itchin on my thighs lowkey (lowkey)
a/n: yall asked so i gave!! within the same 24 hours too, crazy.
warnings/content ahead: smut, fluff, suggestive, cutesy stuff, sexual stuff, and all in between, lmk if i miss anything
TOUCHY!MATT HEADCANONS
touchy!matt, who would always catch you in the quietest of times. it would be midnight as you stood in the middle of the kitchen, frozen in place as you checked something on your phone. matt feeling the lack of presence from his bed since you got up, tiredly creeping up from behind you, slowly planting wet delicate kisses on your neck in sleepiness.
touchy!matt, who made sure to brush flimsy hair out of your face when you were talking to him, wanting to see nothing but your eyes in the way, his fingers slowly brushing against your skin as he listened to you attentively.
touchy!matt, who held tightly onto your hands durring stressful situations that would bug him, or you. when something was wrong with either one of you guys, he'd be the first to grab ahold of your hands, providing comfort to the both of you. a silent way of saying he was there for you, vice versa.
touchy!matt, who would nudge his head into the crook of your neck when he was sleepy, feeling his breath fan onto your skin as he breathed in your scent.
touchy!matt, who would spoon you when he already found you asleep, wanting nothing more than to fall into slumber alongside you, intertwined.
touchy!matt, who, when walking too long, say at a mall, notices how bad your feet ached, your limps getting worse as he winced, offering to carry you home. whether it was a piggyback or bridal style, it always took you by surprise just how far he was willing to go so you wouldn't hurt.
touchy!matt, who wanted to lay his head on your lap everytime you watched movies together.
touchy!matt, who loves to say how much he hated the corny shit couples would do, but when the music was just right, and it was late at night, he would jokenly take your hands for a slow dance.
at first you two trip over each other's feet with laughter, but the minute flies, and next thing you knew, you two were swaying against the rhythm of the music, your hands intertwined with the other as he swallowed, lifting his hand to twirl you around, pulling you back in as you rested the side of your head on his chest, continuing to sway to the song.
touchy!matt, who loved giving you forehead kisses, planting them on your head every morning and night, soothing your hair back.
touchy!matt, who craved hugs from you every 4-5 business days, the ones where he crawls on top of you in bed, crushing you so tightly and held it, wanting to feel you chest to chest with him, loving the steady beat of your hearts thumping against each other.
touchy!matt, who would specifically kiss the tiny freckles, moles, or birthmarks on your body, it didn't matter where they were, he wanted even the indifferent parts of your body to feel whole, and his.
touchy!matt, who would always guide your palm to his dick, using your hands to show you just how much he needed you.
touchy!matt, whose favorite position is missionary, loving to see your pretty face scrunch up and whimper because of him, wanting to see the expressions that slipped from your grasp because of him.
touchy!matt, who would eat your tits whole, if he could. spreading open mouthed kisses on them all the way down your stomach, feeling your hand instinctively grip onto his hair when he'd bring his kisses lower.
touchy!matt, who'd chuckle at your neediness for more of his tongue, sending soft vibration through your cunt.
touchy!matt, who would bite your lip when he got desperate when making out. when you'd pull away gasping for air, he'd only just drag your bottom lip back to him with his teeth, needing more of you.
touchy!matt, who'd lock both your hands over your head as he rams into you, his hands pressing against your hand hard on the bedsheets, sliding his fingers past his palms and through the separations of your fingers, interwhining them as his speed quickens and your moans get louder.
touchy!matt, who was also a sucker for slow, intimate and sloppy sex. the kind that leaves you sweaty and full of thoughts, the kind where he can take his time and lick every part of your body, taking his time to memorize every inch with it.
touchy!matt, who would get whiny and bratty if you ignored him for too long, petty enough to return the favor, which would only piss you off more. he didn't like seeing you angry, but oh how he loved it.
touchy!matt, who traces the lines of your lips with his fingers.
touchy!matt, who is on the edge of getting a tattoo decicated to you.
touchy!matt, who acts like he doesn't know about your fantasies of wanting to ride his nose.
touchy!matt, who always felt like he wanted to dig himself into your skin and wear you like a cloak.
"yeah, i think you've brought that up once or twice, matt."
"i just want to put you on and zip you up, maybe when im inside you i could finally feel close enough to you." he rambles.
"i could think of a few way you could put yourself inside me." you blinked up at him.
nsfw under the cut! interact or don’t, i’m not your mother
“oh fuck vin! yes just like that, please don’t stop!”
vinnie had been going at it for a while, head buried between your thighs and sucking on your swollen bundle of nerves. you, on the other hand, were an absolute mess. sweat lining your forehead making your hair stick to it, your eyes rolled so far back you can see your brain, your legs shaking with every suck and lick that your boyfriend’s mouth and tongue makes.
“look at me pretty girl, want your eyes on me as you cum on my face. wanna see your cute little face as you cum”.
all you could do was simply cry out and nod, words being too overwhelming to use right now. you know you’re close and vinnie can feel it. without any warning, his fingers push inside, your body arching off the bed as you feel so full with his fingers inside you.
“this is what you wanted baby? you wanted my fingers inside you?”
“mhmmmmm!”
“what was that princess? didn’t quite get it. use your words for me”
“y-yes! need… fingers… ah!”
vinnie laughs as he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of your pussy, the squelching of your wetness being the only sound in the room along with your sweet moans and cries.
“you wanna cum?”
“please!”
“please what?”
“wanna cum… please!”
“cum sweet girl, cum on my face. you got it”.
you’re cumming within seconds. arching your back, your orgasm hits you like a truck. vinnie licks you clean, your body spasming as you come down from your high.
“good job princess, i’m so proud of you”, vinnie praises with a kiss on your lips.
you slowly sit up before you’re shoved back down. you look up at him, confusion written on your face.
“not so fast sweetheart, we’re just getting started”, he says with a wink.
Need Vinnie to put me in a headlock while he's fucking me from the back y'know. Like none of that pussy shit- like actually chocking me out, I wanna not be able to breathe and nearly loose consciousness cause its that bad.
Like he has such big fucking arms it makes me loose my shit n the thought of him like fully loosing his shit and actually using all of his power to overwhelm me turns me on so bad.
He'd be so hesitant cause yoru his girl, he doesn't wann hurt you but like one nigth after you fuckign around saying the wrong thing touching teh wrong guy and he just goes fucking balistic.
"Oh you need attention so bad, I'll give you fucking attention."
He's make a whole big thing of it acting like he hasn't been pumping his fist to the idea for the past week like he has to do this and he has to train his girl cause he can't have people think your not his? Nah thats out of the question for him.
He might even take a pick of your face fucked out in between his arms and send it to the guy or at least keep it for himself to send to you in the morning to make fun of you and ofc for personal use.
I think after that it would just be normal for you too.
Like it's obvious Vinnie's not new to breathplay but choking you he can only do so much, in a headlock? Your fully under his control and the fact that you trust him enough to do that is more than enough to make him cum.