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#3 and #90 can end up being very hot together tbh
#3 & #90: “you’re not going out in that outfit.” and “please, remind me why we’re having sex behind a tree?”
(you might be onto something here anon!) this might be short and simple because i’m a bit tired.
warning(s): smut, jealous!dom, unprotected sex.
dom observed y/n while she searched for her pandora bracelet, swearing as he made a mess on her dresser. she had on a simple fitted mini-skirt, complimenting her figure along with a cropped cardigan. it was modest, an outfit that described her personality greatly. she had not yet picked out a pair of shoes to top it, making that the least of her worries at this point. she was already running behind, late to colson’s party. “love, hate to say it, but you’re not going out in that outfit.”
y/n turned around to dom’s voice, frowning when she realized what he had said. “and what exactly is wrong with it?,” y/n questioned defensively, going back to her search for the bracelet. y/n and dom were dating...but also not.
they did everything couples would normally do but neither of them dared to bring up that conversation. instead, they continued on with whatever you called what they had, hoping the conversation wouldn’t come up. anytime soon.
dom wanted to tell her the blunt version. his version. which was simple. it was the way the skirt hugged her ass, unintentionally making dom flustered. it wasn’t like him to get flustered so of course he wouldn’t admit it.
“s’nothing. you ready to go?” dom quickly changed the subject and walked over to help y/n look for her bracelet. he moved a few items over, finding the bracelet and handing it to her, grabbing his keys out his pocket and heading out her room.
y/n grabbed a pair of shoes and quickly trailed behind him, confused at what just happened. “um, yeah. let’s go i guess.”
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y/n and dom had both arrived at the party, greeted by a drunk colson, directing them into the kitchen where the the alcohol resided. y/n wasn’t a heavy drinker so she instead grabbed a water bottle.
she spotted her friend, jasmine, standing against the living room wall, clearly aggravated with the people bumping into her. y/n tapped dom, interrupting his just started conversation, leaning up to whisper-shout. “i’m gonna go with jas. have fun.” dom nodded, pecking her forehead with a quick kiss before resuming his conversation. y/n made her way over to her friend as she watched her face light up with relief.
“it’s about time i see a familiar face! i was starting to get tired of these people” jas breathed out. y/n laughed, not surprised at her friend’s remarks. jasmine never held back, very vocal when it came to how she felt. parties weren’t her scene but she came for colson. the two were best friends but y/n swore there was more happening.
“why not make sure col doesn’t pass out from being so drunk?” y/n suggested, jasmine rolling her eyes, obviously getting what y/n was implying. “you couldn’t be more obvious y/n. we aren’t like that” jas protested.
y/f/n rolled her eyes once more, but more so at the person heading over to the two. y/n teased, “whatever you say to convince yourself, not noticing the person coming up to them.
“hey! jas!” a random blonde strides up next to her, pulling her into a quick hug. she peered over his shoulder, eyes bulging out of their sockets. y/n didn’t know how to take the eyes, were they a warning or something? the hug ended, the boy noticing y/n, hugging her as well. affectionate she thought.
i don’t think we’ve ever met before. i’m sam!” sam informed her, his hand rested on y/n’s back when he pulled away. she smiled timidly at him as she side eyed jas, hoping she’d help her escape this awkward encounter.
what y/n didn’t know is that dom was watching the entire encounter, his friend had gotten his attention, nodding toward the unpleasant conversation y/n were having with jas and sam. the conversation shifted from being awkward, y/n learning more about sam, laughing at his witty banter.
he immediately noticed sam’s hand resting on your back, dangerously low to your ass. he couldn’t tell if you were doing this on purpose because of his comment before you two left the house. but he was determined to find out.
he excused himself from his conversation and made his way over to y/n. he snuck up on her left side, sam having his hand resting on your lower right. when y/n noticed dom’s presence, she smiled, sam retreating his hold as y/n leaned up to kiss dom’s cheek. if only she knew.
“what’s up babe? i’m not really ready to leave yet so-”
“come with me, now,” dom growled the last word in her ear, gripping her arm, not too tightly, as he directed them toward the back door and to colson’s spacious backyard. dom brought y/n behind a large oak tree, its thick width blocking anyone’s view from the two.
“what is your issue dom?! i was having a conversation!” y/n whined, oblivious to her friend’s jealousy. she struggled to read his expression, greeted with nothing but a blank stare.
dom finally sighed in frustration, “my issue is you. with that sam fella is it? he’s bad news y/n...i don’t trust him around you,” dom snarled the last part. y/n rolled her eyes, now getting dom’s issue, pissed at his demeanor.
“we’re not dating dom. i appreciate the warning. i don’t even know what the fuck we are” y/n huffed out, “you don’t even know sam well enough to say that!”
y/n continued, “and i’m not sure if you’re aware but i’m not yours, dom. you don’t own me,” y/n let out as she turned around to head back into the party, quickly stopped by dom’s forceful grip. he pins her against the tree, grabbing the sides of her face, bringing her into a kiss.
y/n didn’t stop dom, groaning into the kiss as she felt his hands ride up and into her skirt, planting a grip on her ass. he lifted her skirt up which only left her underwear in his way. y/n’s hands found their way to the button on his jeans, fiddling with them. dom finally pulled away from her lips needing to catch a breath.
“needy aren’t we?” dom chuckled, moving his hands down to her lacy black underwear, moving it to the side for access to her core. y/n whimpered at the cool air hitting it but was finally able to get his button along with his zipper undone, dom yanking down his pants and boxers for her, letting them pool at his ankles. she merely shuddered at the sight of his length hitting his stomach, ready to find itself inside her once more. he got a grip under her thighs, hoisting her up against the tree. dom stroked himself a few times, guiding his length against, but not in, y/n’s folds.
“what’s the hold up” y/n half-moaned, anxious for pleasure. dom kissed her shoulder, “just keep in mind what you had said before love, s’all,” dom warned, slipping himself into y/n’s walls abruptly, making her gasp out. he wasted no time pounding into her roughly, showing zero mercy, hearing her high pitched moans echo through the cool, summer night.
y/n gripped dom’s shoulders while trying to keep herself up and not limp into his arms. “please, remind me why we’re having sex behind a tree?” y/n questioned, half laughing with a groan. dom slowed down a bit, hovering his lips dangerously close to y/n’s.
“because a certain someone rambled on about how they weren’t mine. just proving them wrong is all” dom informed her, now moving dangerously slow, purposely teasing her. y/n got annoyed at his actions, squeezing his shoulders as an indication to pick the pace back up. he ignored her and began focusing on getting her to do something else.
“you’re all mine y/n. nobody else’s. you know it. i know it.”
“w-what?”
“say it.”
“dom-”
dom began pulling out slowly, teasing her into admitting what she knew what was true, as well as dom. y/n placed a hand on his chest, wanting him to stop. “all yours, all yours.” y/n cried out as dom pounded into her at a fast pace once more, satisfied with her answer. he helped her reach her first orgasm, which would be the first of many orgasms set to come that evening against the infamous oak tree, now marked off as another location the duo had at. how would dom explain this to colson?
Oh how about #47 from the list? I love your writing :)
#47: “shut up.” & “why don’t you come over here and make me?”
warning(s): angst (a bit, arguing) and unprotected sex. basically good ol’ smut.
“i just don’t get the point of it dom!” y/n huffed, fluffing the pillows in their shared living room space. y/n and dom were currently going at after dom sprung on his girlfriend (last minute) they’d be having company. he invited colson and his girlfriend over, telling y/n something about a game night. she didn’t mind being around colson at all. she just absolutely despised his girlfriend. truly despised her. “just, tell them we’ll do it another night. i just wanna relax with you.”
colson’s girlfriend often threw herself at dom, seeming to forget y/n and colson were there. one may say it is ‘harmless’ flirting but y/n couldn’t help but feel...off about it. dom insisted that y/n had nothing to worry about and she believed him. however, it still didn’t mean she liked the girl. y/n felt like she needed to learn boundaries, dom fruitlessly trying to convince her she’s just overthinking.
“really y/n? it’s just for an hour or so. promise we can do whatever you want after” dom walked over to his agitated girlfriend and took a seat on the couch, pulling her down to sit on his lap. y/n looked down at dom, dom laughing at a text he had just received. annoyed, y/n abruptly got off of him, stalking over to the kitchen in search of water. it was obvious dom wasn’t taking her seriously. and she hated that. “y/n...,” dom trailed after her and stopped her in her path.
y/n stared at her boyfriend intensely. it was obvious aggravation was pooling from her eyes. dom was really working her last nerve right now. and it didn’t help that she was still...wet from earlier in the day, dom and her engaging in a morning fuck session. it was only then that he decided to break the plans to y/n about their night. “i really don’t wanna hear it dominic. if you want to have game night with colson and her, go ahead. i’ll be in the room” y/n flared.
she went to open the fridge handle but dom’s strong hand stopped her, shutting the fridge door back. he’s really testing my patience she thought. not even in the mood for water, y/n stormed away and into the bedroom, dom following behind her. he watched y/n plop on the bed in frustration. he felt bad, obviously, but thought y/n was being irrational. and stubborn, per usual. “babe. seriously-”
she got up from her position on the bed and changed out of her jeans, leaving her in your PINK boyshorts along with the tank top she already had on. dom had been watching her change and the way she shimmed out of the jeans. he felt a familiar tightness in his pants but decided to ignore it, sitting down on the bed and faced y/n, who was occupied putting her jeans in the hamper.
y/n put her jeans away, slowly turning to face dom. “you know what dominic? maybe she thinks she’ll finally get what she wants. anyone with a brain knows she wants to fuck you dom. might as well fulfill her wish,” y/n spat, watching dom’s face go straight, knowing she had finally got him pissed.
“y/n...stop. really.” dom began to get impatient with y/n and her words. he was already uncomfortable with the growing erection in his sweats. she immediately noticed the outline of his pants but didn’t care. he needed to hear this.
“why? because i’m right? because you know she wants you to fuck he-” y/n remarked as she watched dom get tense in his sitting position on the bed as his eyes grew dark.
“y/n. i’m serious. shut up.” dom warned sternly, his eyes shooting daggers into hers. his eyes had told her everything she needed to know, however, she still continued.
y/n stalked slightly closer to dom, engaging with their intense staring contest. “why don’t you come over here and make me?” she teased, studying his face for clues. not getting any she walked away, heading toward and out the door way of their bedroom for a snack.
dom quickly got up from the bed and grabbed her arm, spinning her around and bringing her back into the bedroom. he pulled her over to the bed, sitting back down, yanking her on his lap. he grabbed her face and brought her lips to his, resting his hands on her hips. y/n moaned into the kiss as she found her arms around his neck. she shifted her position so either knee was planted on the outside of dom’s lap.
“this is what you wanted huh?” dom stopped for air, yanking her boyshorts down, exposing her core to the cool air in the room. his hand found his way to her clit as he rubbed circles on it. knowing dom wanted an answer y/n nodded, groaning at the pleasure dom was giving her. she reached for his sweats and boxers, lifting herself up and yanking them down, exposing his painfully grown erection. dom quickly retracted his from her clit and heard y/n whimper from the loss of contact. “nope. not today at least.”
dom slightly lifted y/n up so he could grab his length and dragged himself up and down her slit, lowering her down on him, both moaning softly at the feeling. dom let y/n slowly fuck herself on his length, encouraging her with grunts mixed in with her name. she picked up the pace and moved her hands on his shoulders for support.
wanting more, dom placed both hands on her hips, slamming her down on to him. “fuck, fuck, fuck!” y/n shouted as the pleasure consumed her. dom reached up to kiss her neck but not stopping his sharp thrusts into her core. he knew she was close from the look on her face and he knew he was close, feeling like he could cum any minute.
“y/n...fuck, gonna-” predicting it himself dom moved y/n off him, his release painting her thighs as she rode out her high. dom embraced y/n and let her reach down from her high in his arms. she slumped into his, face planted in the crook of his neck.
the two didn’t hear the front door open, the one colson had a key for because dom urged that he needed one ‘just in case’, and of course y/n was opposed to it. especially times like now.
dom heard feet shuffling and the door shut as he tapped y/n, warning her of their company. he swiftly lifted his boxer and sweats up, carrying her into their bathroom and locked the door, setting y/n on the counter. he noticed his cum still on her thigh, grabbing a couple pieces of tissue to clean her up. “yo dom! y/n! where you two at?” they heard colson call out.
“in the bathroom mate. give us a second!” dom finished cleaning her up, their eyes locking. “remember y/n. i only dream of fucking you. not her.”
writing requests all day so be prepared for a flood :))
drunk fun ~ machine gun kelly & yungblud
word count: 2164
request?: yes!
“can you do a MGK x Dom x reader.. smut👀"
description: some friends getting together to drink turns into something a whole lot more when said friends get a little too drunk
pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader x yungblud
warnings: swearing, drinking, smut
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Another show, another celebratory afterparty. Except, instead of it being a crazy party with essentially anyone who would show up, Colson and Dom decided to have a more tame party. Just the band members, their tour managers if they wanted to come, and Colson’s girlfriend, (Y/N), who had recently joined them on tour.
They were gathered in Colson and (Y/N)’s hotel room, drinking whatever alcohol was in the mini fridge, plus some extra beer that their tour managers picked up for them before the show.
Everyone else ended up turning in not too long after the get together started, leaving only Colson, (Y/N), and Dom.
“Are you gonna pussy out and turn in, too?” Colson asked him as he finished his fifth bottle of beer.
“Not unless you two want me to,” Dom responded. “I’m so full of energy from the show honestly I can’t imagine going to bed right now.”
Colson looked up at you, perched on his lap with a drink mixed from the alcohol in the mini fridge and a Pepsi she had picked up after the show. “What about you, baby? You tired yet?”
She shook her head. “Not really. I took a nap before the show so I’m basically wide awake right now.”
“Alright then, it’s been decided. We’re a party of three now.”
Colson held his beer out. (Y/N) and Dom laughed and tapped their drinks against his before the three of them held their heads back and finished the contents of their drink.
Hours passed, but by the first passing hour the three of them were properly drunk. So much so that at one point Colson even got a text from his manager that they had to keep it down or else the hotel would kick them out due to a noise complaint.
(Y/N) produced a deck of cards from her bag, one of the things she brought with her to keep herself occupied on busy days, or when she wasn’t feeling up to joining Colson at after parties, and the group decided to play a game of poker.
“Let’s make it interesting,” Colson decided as (Y/N) began dealing the cards. “Strip poker?”
(Y/N) eyed Colson. “Really? Strip poker with your best friend and your girlfriend, who is awful at poker?”
“You’re not awful at poker, you just have a shitty bluff face,” Colson told her. “Just try to not be as shitty and you won’t be the one stripping down.”
(Y/N) didn’t believe him too much about that, but she decided to go ahead with it anyways. Maybe Dom would be courteous enough to throw a few games so that (Y/N) wouldn’t be the one to end up getting naked.
She was so wrong.
Within the hour, she was stripped down to just her bra, underwear, and her t-shirt, meanwhile the furthest either of the boys had gotten was the loss of their shirts and socks. Colson would smirk at her every time her turn came around, knowing that by the end of it she would be stripping another article of clothing off. And of course, he was always right.
“Take that t-shirt off, baby!” Colson exclaimed, reaching for the hem of her shirt to take it off for her. (Y/N) batted him away, an annoyed look on her face.
“Shhhh! We’ll get in trouble!” she reminded him. “I don’t wanna play this anymore.”
“Come on, (Y/N), one more turn. If you lose again we’ll stop.”
She sighed heavily. Maybe it was the alcohol throwing her inhibitions out the window, maybe it was the fact that she felt so comfortable with both boys, or maybe it was just a touch of bravery that she was suddenly starting to feel. Whatever the case, (Y/N) pulled her t-shirt off without any hesitation and threw it with the rest of her clothes.
Dom’s eyes widened. This was the most exposed he had ever seen (Y/N). She was wearing a lacy black bra, that barley covered anything and pushed her boobs up in a way that made them look bigger, with matching black underwear. His eyes raked over her body for some time, unseen by (Y/N) as she was looking back at her cards. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly looked away.
Colson looked up at Dom briefly, seeing the young Brits face turning a bright red. He smirked to himself as he asked, “Something wrong, dude?”
Both Dom and (Y/N) looked up, and (Y/N) caught the same glimpse of Dom’s face Colson had. She giggled to herself as she looked away.
“N-no, everything’s fine,” Dom told Colson. “Just a little warm I guess.”
“That’s cause you have too many layers on,” (Y/N) told him. “Maybe you should take some of them off.”
“No, no, that’s alright,” Dom said, his eyes quickly going back to his cards. “I’ll turn down the heat or something.”
“No man, she’s right,” Colson said. “You can take off more clothes if you want. In fact…”
Colson stood and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down his legs and discarding them to the side. (Y/N) giggled and crawled over to Colson, setting herself on his lap again. He brushed her hair over one shoulder and began to kiss her neck. Dom looked away again.
“Don’t be shy, Dom,” (Y/N) told him. “This isn’t new to us. We often have company during…intimate moments.”
Dom’s eyes widened. “Wha - really?”
(Y/N) nodded, a slight moan erupting from her lips as Colson found a sweet spot on her neck. Dom looked down at the cards in his hand, although it was obvious that the game had been long abandoned.
“I’ve always been the adventurous type when it comes to sex,” she explained, “and Colson was always into it. We have parameters, obviously, like no exes, no former crushes or people that have or had a crush on us. Friends can be a grey area, it depends on how long we’ve been friends.”
“But no groupies,” Colson added, finally pulling away from (Y/N) long enough to speak. “The last thing we want is for someone to post about our sex life or to tell the media that we like to have a third party sometimes.”
(Y/N) shrugged nonchalantly. “It’s fun to experiment, to go beyond the comfort zone for some people. Like you, since you’re fidgeting and can’t look at us while we’re talking.”
“It’s just something I’ve never really thought of,” Dom told them. “Like I’ve never really talked about a threesome with any of my girlfriends or anything. They were never interested and because of that I never brought it up or anything.”
“Some people aren’t interested,” (Y/N) said. “Some girls would rather not have two dicks the one time, or have a female partner due to jealousy, some guys just wouldn’t want to fuck a girl with another guy in fear of…you know, stuff they’d consider gay or whatever. And some people would just rather have one sexual partner at a time. Which, is something else I should add, we only ever have sex with someone else while the other person is willingly involved. If the other people isn’t willing, or isn’t involved in some way, we don’t do it.”
“That’s right, my heart and my dick belongs to one girl,” Colson confirmed as he planed a kiss on (Y/N)’s cheek.
Dom shuffled awkwardly. He wasn’t really sure what to do with this information. Of course, he had nothing against his friends adventurousness, but why were they telling him this?
“Are you asking me if I…?” Dom started to ask them, but his words trailed off as realization hit him.
“Not if you don’t want to,” (Y/N) told him. “I know it’s a bit much considering the fact that we’re all best friends, and I’m your best friend’s girlfriend. And this wasn’t our original intent with asking you to stay, by the way. I don’t want you to think we’re just trying to get you into bed.”
Dom would be lying if he said he didn’t find (Y/N) beautiful, in a respective way of course since she was Colson’s girlfriend. He especially found her beautiful now, wearing just her matching lingerie, laid out in Colson’s lap with his hands wondering her body. Of course he had never thought about her in a sexual way, but if she was offering…if Colson was okay with it.
The smile on (Y/N)’s face brightened as Dom stood and began to take his own pants off. Colson cheered as he took another mouthful of the last beer he had. (Y/N) stood from his lap and took Dom’s hand, leading him towards the bed. She pulled his boxers down around his legs and began to pump his shaft. Dom’s head lulled back in pleasure as he let out a moan. He grew hard in (Y/N)’s head, and when he had she put his tip in her mouth, causing Dom to gasp.
She began to ease his length into her mouth slowly, watching as Dom came undone so quickly. She began to move her head back and forth, and Dom’s hand quickly took a fist of her hair. He tried to keep his moans quiet enough that they didn’t get any more noise complaints, but it was hard to do so when (Y/N) was making him feel so good.
Colson barley seemed bothered in his seat as he continued to drink the last of his beer. When he finished the bottle, he placed it with the others and stood, drawing the attention of Dom and (Y/N). He looked only at his girlfriend as he told her, “On your knees, baby.”
(Y/N) excitedly popped Dom’s dick from her mouth and got up on all fours on the bed, still leaning over the edge enough to take Dom in her mouth again. Colson knelt on the bed behind her and pulled down his boxers just enough to let his own dick spring free. He took it in his hand and pumped himself a few times before lining up with (Y/N)’s entrance and pushing his cock into her. The feeling of Colson filling her caused (Y/N) to moan around Dom.
Colson began thrusting into her, causing her head to move up and down Dom’s shaft without her having to move herself. Her moans of pleasure were muffled by Dom, who was biting his lip to keep from moaning himself. His hand was tangled in her hair and he couldn’t help but move her head faster. Colson’s thrusts became faster as well as he gripped her ass, leaving fingerprints do doubt.
After a while the three of them forgot about the noise complaint and soon enough both Colson and Dom were moaning so loud they were sure their neighbours could hear, and Colson started to thrust so much harder that the hotel room bed began to creek and hit the wall behind it. (Y/N) felt her orgasm quickly approaching, but kept Dom in her mouth as she hit it, her moans vibrating around him.
This was enough to make Dom hit his own high. He threw his head back and thrusted his hips forward, filling (Y/N)’s mouth. She took him deep in her throat, shooting the contents directly down her throat and into her stomach as she swallow. Colson continued to thrust into her, feeling her walls tightening around him as she hit her orgasm. The feeling, plus hearing both her and Dom hitting their own climaxes, drove Colson crazy and his followed not too long after.
As Colson rode out his orgasm, leaning over to place sweet kisses on (Y/N)’s back, she pulled Dom’s dick out of her mouth and smiled up at him, suddenly looking so innocent despite what they had all just done.
Dom’s head was spinning, both from the alcohol still in his system and from his orgasm. He was starting to feel tired, almost like he could pass out on the floor right then and there. He picked up his boxers and slid them back in place, pulling on his pants as well.
“I’m gonna head back to my room, I’m kind of tired,” he told the couple, who were now untangling from one another. “I’ll…I’ll see you both in the morning.”
(Y/N) was settling into the hotel bed as he left, giggling to herself. Colson cleaned himself up and got into bed next to her, wrapping his arms around her.
“How weirded out do you think he is?” she asked Colson as she rested her head on his chest.
“Right now? Very,” he responded. “Tomorrow morning, probably not as much.”
“Do you think he’ll want to do it again?”
Colson smirked as he kissed the top of her head. “Oh, definitely.”
Can I have something of Dominic Harrison being rough with the reader. Like Daddy's little Brat type of thing with a lot of spanking and dirty talk. So basically just rough smut
♡ 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 - 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲!𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐝 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♡
oh gosh i wanted to write this so much so-
first: if you behaving like a little brat in front of dominic, deal with the thought that you gonna be treated like a little fucktoy.
after one boring day, you want a little excitement and affect on dominic, just send him a risk photo while he’s in the studio
he calls you in the bathroom, his voice is husky and fucking horny
“what the fuck are you doin’, babygirl? do you know what bad girls get?” “and what if i want that, daddy?” you hear his hiss, smirking in victory
“i’ll be at home in 10 min. on the bed in that fucking underwear, understand?” and before you can answer, he ends the call.
you prepare everything, and when you lay on the bed, you hear the door’s opening and the loud shut, dominic kicks his shoes off, dropping his stuffs on the couch, hurries to you
“oh you have that fucking bratty smile, don’t you?” he walks up to you, grabbing your chin and giving you a long, sloppy kiss. you want to grab his shirt and straddle his lap, but he pushes you off, going to the closet, grabbing out one black silk ribbon
“because you sent me a picture about your pretty pussy, and the others almost saw it, you won’t gonna be able to see how i give you what you want.” he pulls you in his lap, knotting the ribbon behind your skull
“but daddy, i didn’t wanted-” “you played your cards, baby, and you were really bad. what did i say, how many spanks get those babygirls who behaved really bad?”
he cups your heat down there, you let out a heated whine, you snatch for his hand but he’s faster; grabbing your wrist above your head
“and don’t try to lie to me, babygirl, because you only gonna get more” dominic growls into your ear. “now, how many spanks bad girls get?” he continues, circling on your clothed folds, only eraning more and more wetness
your mind is foggy and only want’s to feel his thick fingers inside of you
“i-i think... maybe 20?” he laughs, leans closer to your hear, biting your ear-lobe
“you are so smart babygirl. now... on your stomach. if you count every spank, i’ll stop before 20, but if you fail just once... we gonna back to square one, okay?”
you nod, laying down onto his lap, waiting for the first smack!
dominic slaps your buttcheek so hard that you moan from pain and pleasure too. “o-one!” you yell, he strokes your ass, than giving you another one
after the sixth or seventh, he grabs your hands, sits you back to head of the bed, pulling down your panties as fast as he can, stroking your throbbing core “do you want it bad, princess?” you nod hesitantly, bucking your hips into his hand “then tell me, how much you want it”
“i want it so bad, please... i want you to feel inside me, want to fill me up so well i can’t take it more” you babble, dominic grabs your neck, pulling you into a mouth-watering kiss, your theeths knocking against each other, he slips his fingers inside you
you gasp, need to earn from him more and more “please daddy, please”
“you don’t know how precious and sexy you are under my touch, my fingers inside you” he runs his fingers through your hair, you hear the zipping of his pants, the soft lifting and drowning of the bed let you know that he gonna give you the biggest bliss
“on your stomach, now” he groans, and when you done, he leads his cock on your ass, you feel that his pre-cum leaking on your skin, you want to orgasm just from the feeling “oh fuck, babygirl, you are so bad”
he enters you with a hard, massive move, you cry out as you feel him filling you up entirely, clutching your hands behind your back
“oh fuck, fuck, fuck” he hisses, placing his hands on your waist as he begin to slam into you, the first moves are teasingly slow
after the first ones, he become impatient, fucks you with fast, hard moves, you feel as his member hits your insides everytime so perfect
dominic leads his hand on your ass, patting it a little bit “wich side do you wanna receive your next slap, hm? the left, or the right? left... or right” when you don’t answer, he grabs your hip and rams into you so hard that you feel yourself destroyed, the orgasm grows up in your abdomen like a catching fire “fucking. answer. me!” by each word, he hits your g-spot, but slows down, you scratch your wrists so hard, you are sure that the little half moons gonna be there for days
but before you can say anything during two whines, dominic hits your right buttcheek, earning a high pitched “daddy!” from you
“silly girl, thought that you rule daddy” he chuckles, but moans when you clench around him “you wanna cum, princess? fucking hell, i can feel you want to”
“i wanna, please, daddy, i... i wanna-” you can’t end the sentence because dominic becomes so fast that you lose your mind, cries and moans escpaing from your mouth, especially repeating his name
“that’s it, cum on me, yes, come on, babygirl” and when he runs his hand through your clit, your orgasm blows you up like a bomb
you pant fast and quietly, feeling dominic’s warmness filling you up
“fuck, babygirl” he growls, stroking your hips as he pulls out, collapsing beside you
you roll on your side, hugging dominic, he hesitantly kisses your forehead while panting
“you never learn, babygirl, don’t you?” he smiles, stroking your jawline, stroking your lips with his
“i love you, dominic” you whisper, burying your head in his neck. he strokes your hair, pulling a blanket on the two of you
“i love you too, babygirl. even your angelic and bratty side.”
would you do 45 of the smut prompts for dom please? Thanks!!!
#45: “i could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice.”
“y/n come on! the water isn’t even that cold.”
y/n removed her shades and sat up in her lounge chair, making eye contact with her boyfriend, dom, as he leaned over the edge of the pool. “dom...i wasn’t planning on getting in today.”
dom smut prompts
dom [yungblud] smut prompts
below are all the smut prompt requests that i used from here so far. feel free to request one that hasn’t been done!
pool day
restless nights
childhood memories
99 from the prompt list with Dom? I imagine it could be in his childhood bedroom and his parents noticing the next day what happened and being like "your sisters could've heard you" or something like that
“#99: “i know they’re just stuffed animals but doesn’t it feel weird? it’s like they’re watching us.”
smut warning! quite obvious but still.
y/n and dom were currently staying with dom’s parents and his younger sisters, jemima and isabella. dom wanted to come back to the uk for a while seeing as LA was getting...well tiring. y/n tagged along, not wanting to stay behind without dom for two weeks.
the two arrived in doncaster earlier that week and spent time with dom’s family, y/n learning more about his two younger sisters. she frequently talked to them on facetime whenever they called dom but she much preferred interacting in person.
the household just finished dinner, courtesy to sam’s cooking, and dom’s parents went their separate way. his two younger sisters shouted out something about watching harry potter and begged dom and y/n to watch with them. dom insisted that he had to shower first, which y/n knew good and well it was his escape from the movie night.
after he and y/n showered, dom reluctantly agreed, y/n having to practically drag him into his family’s living room. during their shower he unintentionally got hard, having to hide his boner while he got changed. y/n noticed but didn’t say anything. the movie started up and dom and y/n settled down, cuddled up on the semi-distressed loveseat opposite to where his sisters sat. about halfway into the movie, the silence, besides the audio from the tv, broke. “i’m getting tired bella. i’m off to sleep,” jemima yawned loudly, grabbing her blanket and heading upstairs.
“we’re off to bed too bella” dom soon followed suit, tapping y/n’s thigh as a warning he was about to get up. he said his goodnight to isabella, as did y/n, and the two headed upstairs to dom’s old bedroom. after letting y/n in first dom swiftly locked the door, stripping himself of his pajama pants and shirt, leaving him in his boxers. y/n followed suit and got rid of her shorts, satisfied in dom’s old shirt and her underwear. she took a look around dom’s old room, taking note of the various stuffed animals he had lined up on the wall.
“i take it you had a thing for stuffed animals?” y/n stifled a laugh and walked over to grab one, taking note of its worn out state. dom walked up behind her and watched her admire it. “don’t laugh babe. these guys were seriously my friends” dom spun y/n around, grabbing the stuffed dinosaur from her hand and placing it on the shelf.
dom pulled y/n in for a kiss, his hands finding their way to her waist. he moved the two to his bed and let y/n plop down onto the mattress. he went down for another kiss, reluctantly pulling away. “but i have you now, so i’m more than happy.”
y/n immediately knew where this was going as dom hovered over her, allowing him to pull her panties all the down her legs. he flung them off on the floor and bent down, at perfect eye level with her core. dom let out an exhale and his breath sent a chill down y/n’s spine. she nodded yes, allowing him to continue as he wasted no time diving straight into her core. he dragged his tongue up and down her slit.
y/n moaned when his lips found their way to her clit, grabbing a handful of his hair. she opened her somehow shut eyes and made eye contact with all of dom’s stuffed animals on display. she felt uneasy but tried to ignore it and focused on the pleasure coming from between her legs. he eventually retreated, taking notice at her distraction. “what’s wrong love? didn’t like it?” dom questioned, his eyebrows furrowed.
“i loved it dom. s’nothing” y/n lied and pulled dom down to her level to engulf him into a kiss. he slipped his boxers down and let his hard-on spring free, anxious for pleasure, lining himself up with her aching hole. dom unlatched from y/n’s lips and watched her reaction as he filled her up. she groaned at the feeling of him bottoming out.
“ya okay?” dom asked at the noise his girlfriend made, still holding still inside her. “want me to go slower this time around, hm?”
“i’m fine dom...keep going” y/n assured him, allowing him to finally move, thrusting effortlessly into her core. she gripped his shoulders to help her brace for any impact because she knew dom liked going rough. it wasn’t at all an issue with her. he buried his face into the crook of her neck which gave her the opportunity to now grip the back of his neck. dom gripped her inner thighs, holding them wide open for his access. y/n looked up and again, spotted the stuffed animals, wiggling uncomfortable which caused dom to slow down and eventually, pull out. he rised up and looked down at her with confusion sprawled on his face.
“seriously y/n. what’s wrong? you can talk to me,” dom pecked her cheek, smoothing a hand over the spot he had kissed. y/n huffed with nervousness laced in, not wanting dom to get the wrong impression.
“honestly? okay fine. it’s the stuffed animals babe.” y/n breathed out and waited for dom’s response, hating herself for not being able to read his face. “i know they’re just stuffed animals but doesn’t it feel weird? it’s like they’re watching us” y/n confessed, fidgeting under him. he studied her face for a second before letting out a laugh at her guilt and innocence.
dom re-aligned his tip with her core and quickly entered her, smirking at the cry she let out. he began bucking his hips eagerly before slowing down a little. he smoothed a hand down her hips, noticing her confusion and flusteredness.
“let’s give them a show then, yeah?” dom quickly slammed in and out of y/n, causing her to cry out, dom trying to hush her as he tried to bring them both to their highs. no matter how hard she tried, y/n couldn’t keep quiet. dom eventually muffled her moans with his hand, still thrusting mercilessly into her slick walls. boy, was y/n for a long night.
the next morning y/n woke up nudged into dom’s chest, feeling his arm secured around her waist. she cautiously slipped out of his grasp and went on the floor to grab her panties and headed into dom’s bathroom for a shower. dom woke up a bit after, wide awake on his phone when y/n came out the bathroom. he grabbed a random pair of bottoms and retrieved a band tee. dom waited for y/n to finish getting dressed before the two headed downstairs for breakfast.
dom’s parents were the only ones in the kitchen, y/n hearing isabella laugh outside in the backyard with jemima, who was focused on painting something on her canvas. dom’s dad sat at the table with a newspaper in his hand, peering over to see his son and his girlfriend stroll into the kitchen. the two said good morning to his parents before indulging in what sam had made and took a seat at the table. dom’s parents shot one another a look causing dom’s dad to clear his throat. dom and y/n looked up, sam’s eyes landing on the two.
“now, dom, y/n. i’m in no way trying to invade into your...private life. but i couldn’t help but to hear y/n last night” sam spoke as her eyes laid primarily on her son. y/n couldn’t have been more embarrassed at the mention of her moans, watching dom’s eyes widen. “again, not trying to invade loves. i know how hormones are. just try to keep it down next time? or wait until you get back to LA-”
“for christ sakes dom. your sisters could’ve heard. i’m sure they know about sex but i’d much rather keep them away for it as long as i can” justin chimed in, eyes still trained on the newspaper. y/n sipped her orange juice wanting this conversation to end. dom chuckled at her action, looking at both his parents.
“we’ll definitely try to mum and dad. but i think that sex conversation and mima and bella may happen sooner than you think,” dom motioned to the back door, everyone at the table noticing the younger harrisons stand frozen in the door frame, not knowing how much they had heard from their parents about dom and y/n’s doings.
#29 with dom and reader!!
#29: “if you can’t sleep...then how about we have sex?”
[y/e/c = your eye color] also this is short and simple because my head hurts from staring at a screen for too long. might revise tomorrow!
y/n was going through it. big time. she was having another restless night despite the fact that her and dom took it upon themselves to unwind and relax in a warm bubble bath earlier that evening. she tried everything. going through her phone and reading boring ass articles and even counting sheep. maybe y/n did hit an all time low.
she tossed and turn while forcing herself to close her eyes. she moved closer toward dom’s side, hoping his body heat could help her go to sleep. why the fuck is it so hard to sleep? she thought. giving up, y/n looked up at the ceiling, sighing to herself and wondering how dom could sleep so easily. she felt his right arm snake around her waist, pulling her into his hold while he mumbled out a one or two words, eyes still shut. she was tempted to move again in order to find her perfect position to finally get some shut eye. but she simply couldn’t. dom was too peaceful. y/n slightly shifted cautiously but definitely not carefully enough.
“s’wrong love? everything alright?” dom stirred in his sleep, his eyes fluttering open. his hair was a mess on top of his head but to be fair he was in a good sleep state. y/n sighed, feeling guilty she had woken her boyfriend out of his sleep. “i can’t sleep dom. i tried literally everything, yet here i am awake. and waking you up.”
dom hummed as he processed what y/n had said. although he wasn’t that alert in the moment, he knew he could, no, he would come up with a solution on how to help his, well, helpless, girlfriend. the solution was clear. something the two both enjoyed and both benefited from. dom sat up slowly, moving to hover over y/n as her y/e/c eyes met his intense gaze.
“hmm...if you can’t sleep...then how about we have sex?,” dom suggested. y/n eye’s bulged open at the straight forward proposal, propping herself up under dom. “i-i mean, i’m not opposed to it but-”
he cut her off with a nudge to her legs, indicating her to open them which revealed the thin material covering her heat. y/n only wore one of dom’s shirts and a pair of panties to bed, making access for him easier.
“this okay love?” dom hooked his fingers under the material, looking up at her for permission to continue. at a loss for words all she could do was simply nod, watching dom pull her panties down her thigh, admiring her glistening core. taking a finger he opened her folds, teasing the almost complete mess under him. y/n whimpered at the contact and shut her eyes, trusting dom to fulfill what he had started.
“dom...” y/n let out as he let his length free from his boxers, stroking himself before aligning himself with her entrance, pressing his tip into her entrance and watching himself disappear inside her. the two groaned at the feeling when dom finally bottomed out while his hips moved at a steady pace. he studied y/n’s face, watching her mouth fall into an O shape, letting moans flow from her.
y/n watched dom plant either hand on her hips, slightly increasing the speed of his thrusts. y/n moaned louder in approval, her breathing getting heavier.“o-oh my god dom...feels so good”
“i know it does love. about to cum aren’t you? go ahead” dom sped up his thrusts, enjoying the sound of their skin coming together after every thrust. y/n practically screamed when dom found her spot. before her screams could get overbearing dom had muffled them with a heated kiss, allowing y/n to come undone under him. he continued to fuck into her during her high, milking out his as he let go. dom collapsed onto her smaller frame, not leaving inside her.
y/n began to play with dom’s hair as he drifted off to sleep on top of her. “thank you dom.”
“ ‘S alright, Love.”
Yungblud (Dominic Harrison) x Reader
Requested by @madscorner
//Maybe something based on his song polygraph eyes? Where a girl is maybe about to get taken advantage of in a club when she’s clearly drunk. And he saves her//
//Angst, fluff, and sexual abuse (not graphic), mentions of rape//
“Y/nnnn!” your friend, Ashley whines over the phone. “Let’s go out.”
“Ash,” You whisper through the line, rubbing your eyes and sitting up from the spot in your warm bed. “It’s midnight and my parents are asleep. There’s no way I’m going out. Besides,” you note, hearing Ashley’s pleads over the other line. “You’re clearly already drunk.”
“You’re such a downer,” she tells you. “Just…Come on, please? Meet me at our usual spot. By the shops.”
You were about to protest with your best friend so that you could crawl back into your warm bed, but the line went dead before you could even get a word out.
“You know what?” you mumble to yourself. “Fuck it.”
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