summary: chris finally comes home after being away for a few weeks, and you’ve both missed each other… alot.
warnings: SMUT (18+ only) (bit of thigh riding, smut: male oral, intercourse, cockwarming)
author's note: hey guys! this is my first smut that im posting here! 😊 feel free to reblog and leave any comments or feedback! I’d appreciate it a lot!
You knew that dating Chris would mean that there would be times you’d have to spend away. Usually, you’d visit Chris on his sets when he would be gone for a while, but the pandemic refrained you from doing so this time.
You missed Chris so much; it’d been three weeks since you’ve seen him. Sure, you guys have talked on the phone, but you missed his presence, his warmth, his touch. You were in need of him, your whole body ached for him.
Good thing he’s coming home today.
You decided to clean the house and cook dinner while you waited. You texted Chris for his whereabouts, eagerly waiting for him to come home, because even the house felt dimmer without him.
You: Hey baby, when will you be home?
Chris: 2 more hours, I miss you so much, can’t wait to see you.
Smiling to yourself as you read the text, you decided to wear something sexy for him. As you browsed through your closet, you found a black lacy set of lingerie that you haven’t worn yet. You slipped into it and tossed a robe on top. Now you just had to wait for Chris to take it off.
The familiar sound of the lock clicking alerted you that your blue-eyed man was home. You eagerly ran towards the front door and saw him placing his bags down.
“Chris!” you exclaimed as you jumped into him and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Hey sweetheart I missed you,” he chimed, pulling back from the hug to give you a passionate kiss that you were both in need of. His lips met yours in a deep kiss, the warmth of his mouth filled a void in you as you parted your lips, allowing his tongue to slip inside. The scent of his musky cologne eased your mind, and the graze of his beard on your skin made you serene. He pushed you back until the back of your knees hit the couch. Without breaking the kiss, you turned him around and guided him down to sit down on the couch. Pulling away from the kiss, you brought your lips down to his neck, softly sucking on his pale skin, leaving your mark.
The belt of your robe untied by Chris, his large hands pushing the silky material off your shoulders, revealing your lacy black set to him. “So beautiful baby, missed you so much,” lavished Chris, running his hands over your hips and tugging you to straddle his sturdy thigh. The friction of his rough denim over your clothed core made you jolt. Noticing this, Chris placed his large hands on your ass and grinded you slowly over his thigh, eliciting moans from you.
Tugging the back of his head back by his hair, you reattached your lips to his - the kiss evidencing how much you’ve missed each other. Pulling back from the kiss after you were left breathless, you sagged down to your knees, Chris observing your action caused him to shift in his seat.
Without breaking eye contact, your versant hands unbuckled his red belt and glided down his zipper. In one swift move, his jeans and briefs were discarded onto the ground. His tumescent cock staring at you, begging for your touch.
You spit on his cock, watching the stream of saliva lubricate his length which elicited a hiss from his mouth. You wrapped your hand around him, bringing down your mouth to tease his slit with your tongue and tasting his pre-cum on your tastebuds, relishing the flavour you missed so much.
Chris shifted in his seat and you started to speed up your actions. Your mouth coming down to wrap around the head of his cock, and your hand moving down to play with his balls.
“Oh fuck,” moaned Chris, placing his hand on your head and gripping your hair. Your hand continued to pump his flesh while your mouth made its way down to lap over his balls. His balls tightened under the licks of your tongue, which let you know he was close.
“Fuck (Y/N), get up,” he groaned as he moved your head away from his length, “Wanna cum inside you baby.”
Getting up, Chris’s hands slipped off your underwear and brought you down to straddle his lap. He gripped his throbbing cock, getting it slick with your arousal before lining it up at your entrance. Slowly, you sank down onto his girthy length, cognizing the way he filled you up completely - how the two of you were sculpted for each other. Both of you relished at the feeling of being so close again, before you ploddingly started to grind on him.
Chris’s hands gripped your hips - a grip so tight it’d be sure to leave marks. Lewd noises filled the room; it was a mix of moans and squelches. You sped up your pace, breasts bouncing and Chris leaning forward to take one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking it, then lapping his tongue over your breasts. He pulled your hips down harder as your fingers dug into his shoulders, setting a steady, rapid speed for the two of you. The coil in your stomach was tightening and itching for a release.
“Fuck I’m gonna cum,” breathed out Chris. “C’mon cum for me baby.”
“Shit oh my god, almost Chris,” you moaned out.
With his hips snapping into you at the right angle, your orgasm washed over you. The tight coil in your stomach reaches its release, leaving you in a true state of bliss. Chris’s warm seed fills you up after a few more thrusts, causing him to pant and throw his head back. You nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck, waiting to come down from your high.
As you turned to get up, Chris gripped your waist. “Wait, let’s just stay like this for a bit, I missed you.” He turned the two of you over so he was lying down with you on top of him, while still seated inside you. You ran your hands over his tousled hair, tilting forward to give him a peck on the lips. You laid your head down on his chest, fingers grazing through the dark hair spread around his toned abdomen. A soft kiss was placed on your head as he started telling you all about his trip — his soft yet gruff voice was euphonious.
Summary: Bored with the movie you chose to see, you have to convince Andy to do something more fun with you in the theater.
Warnings: Public sex, handjob, shy!Andy 🤭, unprotected sex, 18+
Word count: ~1,200
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“Andy…” Waiting to see if your whisper will get his attention, he shows no sign of hearing you. You have to try again, bumping your knee against his this time. “Andy.”
“Ow,” he chuckles, glancing beside him to look at you. “What?”
He has to lean over to hear you over the blaring sound of the movie that's playing. The sigh you let out is dramatic as you rest your head on his shoulder. “I’m bored.”
“You chose this movie,” he laughs, reaching for your hand to hold. “I’m enjoying it.”
“Yeah, well…” He’s right. It was your turn to plan date night and you chose this. “You're boring.”
He scoffs at your comeback. “No, I’m not.”
Giving it a second, you wait until his focus is back to the big screen before lifting your head off his shoulder and whispering his name again.
This time when he turns toward you, you press your lips against his in a soft kiss.
You murmur against his lips as you pull away slightly. “Prove it…”
“Hm?”
“Prove you're not boring,” you tell him.
Your hand that you have on his leg slowly moves higher up his thigh as you distract him with another kiss. He reflexively shifts in his seat as your touch reaches his cock, rubbing him over his jeans.
“Angel…” He rests his hand back on yours gently, stopping you for a moment, giving him the chance to hold back the soft groan he was about to let out. “Someone will see us.”
“Relax,” you assure him, kissing his cheek. The movie’s loud enough that the two other people at the front of the theater won't hear you. “We’re way back here.”
He's still hesitant as he leans back into your kiss, but you test him by moving your fingers to the button on his pants, undoing them without him stopping you.
“All you have to do is stay quiet,” you instruct, pushing his pants and briefs down enough to expose his hard cock. “Yeah?”
He can't give a full nod before his head is falling back. The feeling of your hand gently stroking him has him holding back a sigh of pleasure.
“You good?” You tease, kissing his neck and speaking softly in his ear.
“Keep going,” he whispers.
The movie is completely forgotten now that he has your hand moving up and down his length, your voice whispering praises in his ear.
“Baby…”
“I know,” you purr, nipping at his neck, pressing soothing kisses to his soft skin. “Getting close?”
He grips the arms of his chair, letting out a low groan. That's enough of an answer for you.
“Then cum for me,” you hum, feeling his body tense up. “Cum all over my hand.”
His eyes fall shut, body shuddering under your touch as he hits his peak. Drops of his release cover your hand as you work him through it.
“Fuck,” he whispers, carefully grabbing your wrist to still your hand. “Honey.”
Capturing his lips with yours for a lazy kiss, you reach for a few napkins to clean him up with. You giggle a little with each residual tremble that goes through him as you touch him.
Reluctantly pulling away, you excuse yourself to go wash your hands. “I'll be right back.”
A couple minutes later when you return, his eyes are glued on the screen, watching the movie like normal again and you can't help but roll your eyes, quietly laughing at him.
Taking your seat, his hand instinctively moves to rest on your thigh and you take it in your own, intertwining your fingers.
You pretend to watch the movie for a few minutes longer before leaning over and whispering to him. “I got something for you…”
He turns his head, looking at you curiously. You almost feel bad about how innocent he looks and what you're about to give him.
Reaching into your pocket, you pull out your panties that you took off while you were “washing your hands” and he about chokes as you hand them to him and he realizes what they are.
You take the moment to move onto his lap, straddling his legs.
He lifts his jaw off the floor long enough to look around. “Someone will really see us doing this, Y/N.”
“Shhh.” You press the button on the side of the chair to recline it back further so you're both more comfortable. “You worry too much. I promise they won’t.” You pause to kiss him before whispering, “Trust me.”
As you pull away enough to look at him, he swallows–hard–looking back at you. A nod is all he has a chance to give before you're kissing him again.
You feel his body relax beneath you, his hands eventually resting on your back to keep you close.
You're impatient, undoing his pants again, quickly pushing them out of the way. His hands drop to your thighs, pulling the hem of your dress up slightly so it's out of your way.
Silent moans fall from your lips in unison as you sink down on his cock, feeling every inch of him stretching you open. Your face falls to his shoulder, using it to muffle the whimper you let out as you begin grinding on his lap.
His hands on your hips help you move, the awkward position you're in on the recliner not making it incredibly easy. But you eventually fall into your own rhythm, breaths quickening along with your movements.
“Baby, baby, slow down,” he chokes out. You're killing him, the thrill of it all quickly bringing him dangerously close to the edge already again. “Just for a second.”
You laugh a little, slowing a bit to give him a moment. “Knew you'd like it,” you tease.
You can't stay still for long, desperate to keep going, chasing the feeling you know is coming.
Leaning closer to him again, you whisper before kissing him, “Want you to cum for me, Andy. I'm close too.”
You pick up the pace, moving your hand between your bodies to rub your clit. His body goes rigid and you quickly put your lips on his, swallowing his moans as he cums, hurtling you toward your own high as you work him through his.
Neither of you make an effort to move as you catch your breaths, taking longer than usual as you continue to try to stay silent. Your face falls to his neck to stifle your deep, slow exhales and you notice him going quiet while he rubs your back.
“Don’t tell me you're watching the movie again.”
“Babe… I–” Of course he is, that's what you're here for. “I have to see how it ends.”
Shaking your head, you playfully hit his arm. “I can't stand you.”
“Oh, really?” He scoffs, forgetting to stay hushed this time. “You can’t? You're literally on my di–”
“Shh!” You laugh, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth, holding your own breath hoping no one heard that. Kissing his cheek, you rest back against him, getting comfortable if he's gonna make you sit here for the last twenty minutes. “Just finish your movie then.”
Summary- Smut, Filth. Ari getting a blow job. What can I say more then that? No plot. This man with his thighs just gets to me some days. So boom, there you all go, Im a hoe.
You could tell the minute he walked into your office he was pissed. Heavy boots knocking on ages old linoleum sent him over to where you had a decanter of liquor, sloshing some into a glass. “He fucking is shutting us down, me down.”
Ahhh, that explains it. Ari doesn’t like being told no.
“It just wa too dangerous Ari, you admitted it yourself.” You point out while closing your file drawer and watching his back from across the room. You can see the way he’s holding his body that he’s just barely controlling himself. One shot down, another poured, and now he takes himself to the couch to crash onto. Shifting his hips one way, then hiking a leg up, dragging a hand through his longer hair to get it from his eyes.
Ok but like stoner sex? Your high and everthing is hightend (high end 😅) and ari just lays back and let you do the work because your needy. And you bounce on his cock, so desperate for release that you don't even notice that you are begging him. Begging him to let you come and to help you. And first he is a bit surprised but how can he denie you anything when your asking so beautifully and respond so good to him
A/N- thats a mood, seriously woman.
Warning- Sex and Drug Use. Thats everything this is about.
Fuck it just felt so fucking good, you thought to yourself as you felt Ari’s cock stretch your pussy open, the haze of smoke still hanging around the both of you from the joint you two were sharing, which now Ari turned it towards you to inhale once you were seated on him. “Finish it off Honey.” He lazily said, his other hand sliding up the front of your body and cupping your breast, molding his hand to the curve, teasing with rolls and slow long pulls to your nipple. Your head dipped forward to catch the blunt, taking a deep inhale before pulling away, holding your breath while running your hands up and down his pecs, giving a moan while trying your best not to exhale, just yet.
Bracing your hands against him, you rolled yourself upwards, pushing up and falling back onto him slow at first. Sure to angle your head to blow the smoke back in Ari’s face while he reached over to deposit the blunt back in the tray. Your head fell back as you started to move faster, needing more of Ari in you, filling you till you were brimming with his cock. Your hips started to roll in your thrusts. “Oh, that's right Sweetheart, squeezing me so good Honey.” Ari moaned slightly as he slid his hands along your thighs and tightened them around the bottom of your ass while you kept bouncing on him, your muscles tense with anticipation, your breathing getting heavier with your pants.
“Fuck Ari...” You hiss as your fingers curl into his chest, biting your lip to hold back some of those moans when Ari’s thrust his hip up suddenly, making you squeeze around him hungrily while your juices dripped from you, slick on his cock and coating his balls.
“Don’t you keep quiet on me Honey, let me hear those moans.” Ari encouraged, but let you do all the work, your body rocking up and down, grinding your clit into his pelvis to help get you off. You gave a rather loud moan that time feeling all that strength underneath you, that when he was ready he could pound into you till you come undone. Several times.
Which is what you wanted now, to feel that orgasm claim you as it has so many times before, to let down onto his chest and float so fucking high that who knew when you would surface back to consciousness. “Ari- fuck- please please make me come.”
Ari smirked lazily seeing you start to whine above him, your tits bouncing the faster you rode him. What a sight for him, your lips parted to drop swears as your pussy fluttered around his cock. His swollen head pressing in all those sweet spots, but it just wasn't enough to send you over the edge, to make your muscles spasm while you flood him. “Touch me, Ari... I need you.” How desperate you sounded.
“Alright Honey, I got you.” Ari lifted his hands to grab your hips and took over, dragging you down harder while he thrust up, your body arching from the sheer force. He couldn’t leave you hanging on the edge like that, not when you were so pretty above him, and working so hard. His hand moved from your hip to press against your back to bring you down to him. Clashing kisses against your lips, going down your neck and along your chest while he flipped you two around.
You hooked your legs around his driving hip and he caught your wrists to pin them back into the pillows while his mouth drove you to new heights. Sucks and lashes against your collarbone colored your skin bright red, hissed words against your ear made you arch your head back, followed closely by teeth sinking in your neck. “That's my girl, you're so fucking ready to come all over my cock, aren't you? You gonna scream my name, let all the guests know how good you're getting fucked right now?”
Longer hair flopped in his face when he lifted away, a particular dirty grin pressed into your sopping cunt, and you unraveled. A scream sent you arching your chest into his, your eyes rolling to show you sparks exploding, and your body went taut with pleasure, squeezing and milking him while you came. Your body ached with the strain, but nothing but fired pleasure hummed your body. “That's it, that's my girl.” He grunted against your chest as his tongue dragged over a nipple and sucked it in between his lips. “But you got another in you.” His voice muffled against your skin.
Fingers delved between your folds, rolling your clit to see your eyes flutter open, and you shook your head slightly. “Ari, no not now.” Which he chuckled, sliding his tongue to fill your mouth, and all you could taste was his smoky essence, stroking your tongue against his, letting yourself get caught up in him all over again.
“Your such a good girl Honey, I know you got more to give me.” He was slow letting you feel him stretch you, make you moan in response, and clutch your fingers into your palm, your toes curl into his ass while you pressed in your heels to get leverage.
“God Ari, it just feels so good.” You squirmed underneath him while he laid sloppy kisses along your heated skin. Salty streaks of your sweat were chased by his tongue, grunting when he felt you suck him back into your pussy, taking him just like he was made to be right here.
He sped up, now chasing his own rush while he hissed to you, you slowly unraveling once more with him and chanting his name, your lifeline to staying in the present. He came then, filling you with his seed while you came once more, both of you screaming out. Ari muffled his face in your shoulder, letting his weight sink into you while you clutched at him, shuddering as much as his body allowed you to.
Sticky when he peeled away from you, pulling out and rolling to his back among the ruined sheets, you hummed with satisfaction. Both your bodies sweat and sex streaked, the hazy smoky room still filtering evening hot sunbeams through almost threadbare curtains. On the other side, the water waves crashed occasionally against the beach, and hotel residents laughed beyond the curtain.
“Not very professional of us Mr.Guy Thomas.” You snickered as you rolled to sit up and stretch, Ari’s palm slid up along the curve of your back while you reached for the blunt, and palmed a lighter to fall back into bed, your head cushioned against his forearm. A flicker of the lighter gave a slight blaze and you pressed it to your lips, inhaling once more to light it up. Handing it over to Ari who smirked and took it between his fingers.
“Yea well Guy Thomas isn't on duty till tomorrow.” He shrugged and you giggled softly, rolling to sprawl against his chest, not caring just how hot the room was, as soon as he pulled the blunt away, your lips slid along his, starting to tease him all over again.
I just want Ransom to fucking rail me in his jackets after running in from the rain. Some thots during this hurricane.
A/N- So I wrote this twice! I'm sorry this one isn't as good as the first one. Warning- mean Ransom fucking you.
“Fucking waste of time, and now look.” Ransom snarled as he pulled up to the house, looking out the windshield and you peered out as well. The rain didn't seem to be letting up, and neither of you was in a rush to run through the downpour.
“Linda didn't need to make us stay at Harlan’s.” He snarked out, his hands flexing on the beamers wheel till his knuckles turned white in the grip.
“Ransom, we couldn't leave till at least the cake was brought out. You know that.” you retort, gathering your purse off the floor of the car and seeking out the keys in it.
“What was so special about Jacob graduating from High School? Who the fuck cares, lucky that Nazi Child got that far.” Ransom spit out and gathered his phone and wallet to slip into his pockets. You glanced at him to see his face set in a disgusted sneer, his blue eyes snapping back to the window while his lips curled up in frustration.
You rolled your eyes and leaned over, your hand slipping over his thigh and moving to palm him through his slacks.
“Because Hugh, it was the right thing to do.” Your lips brushed against his pink cheeks, and you were quick to pull away and out the door to rush to the house. Keys already in hand while you worked the door open since he would be right behind you. You knew what calling him Hugh would do. It would officially set him off, and you wanted it. So bad your thighs clenched together while you pushed the door open.
Just as you pushed the door open, Ransom's heavy hand grasped your upper arm and twisted you back to slam against the door, Ransom crowding in against you with caging arms so you couldn't escape. “Say it... Say it again Y/N, what did you just call me?”
You nervously lick along your bottom lip while looking up at him, whispering it out once more. The look of stone passed over his face while his hand gripped your neck and slammed you back. “Thought so, you know I hate that name. Hugh is reserved only for the help. Are you the help Y/N? Should I start paying you for that sweet pussy of yours? I shouldn't have to, you are already my whore.” He tightened to emphasize his words, making you gasp out and he spits in your mouth, leaning his forehead against yours while your fingers curled in his expensive tan coat.
His free hand bunched up your skirt to give him access, coating his fingers before giving a harsh thrust, making you open for him. He started to take you apart, and your head banged back against the door while you cried out “Ransom!” Feeling the pads of his fingers quickly stroke you without mercy.
“Oh, now you know my name?” He sneered and as soon as you started to tighten and gyrate back into his palm, fluttering to reach that orgasm, he yanked it all away, making you bite out a sob at losing that end. “too bad that doesn't fix it for you, does it.” His hand, still dripping from you fists in your hair and yanks your head back.
“No, it doesn't.” You whimper out and he drops his hand from your hair to your mouth, catching the tip of your tongue in his grasp.
“Did I say you were allowed to say anything?” He glared at you, and your eyes pleaded with him in your gaze, his eyes boring down in yours till you finally lowered your look, and he let go, twisting you till your cheek crashed against the door and your fingers pressed against the expensive heavy wood. All to familiar hand went between you, bunching your skirt up around your waist and the unzip of his slacks released him.
Normally you wouldn't ever let anyone treat you like this. Till Ransom breezed into your life. Then somewhere along the way, he found out that you just weren't just this sweet woman he could love on, you were also this woman he could bring to her knees and wanted to feel his wrath. His anger turned into something else, something you craved to feel.
His back pressed against your while Ransoms hot breath hissed against your ear, his cock pressing between your slick folds after he yanked your panties to the side and pulled your ass out. His thrust sent you slamming forward, his back smothering you while grunting in your ear. “This is what you wanted, wasn't it Bitch? Get me good and made so I would slam you into the fucking wall.” Ransom didn't even give you a chance to catch the breath he punctured from your lungs. Your hands scrambled for a purchase of some kind. Curling against the wood as he kept going.
Each thrust was demanding you give in, making you sob into that unforgiving wood while he bruised your hips banging them off the door. You didn't dare answer, not until he railed into you again, his jacket snapping and his words were grunted against your ear. “Answer me, this is what you wanted, isn't it?” You scratched at the door, feeling his teeth sink into your shoulder while he went faster.
“Yes! Yes!- Oh- Fuck yes Ransom.” You sobbed out, muffled as he pressed claiming against you, crushing you between him and the wood. Hands grabbed your hips, jutting them out to angle, and your eyes rolled back feeling him find that spot.
“Found it, didn’t I? I always do.” He was relentless, making you reach behind him to grasp anything to hold onto, and fisted your hand into his jacket as you tightened around him, trying to keep yourself from losing it. “Think you actually deserve to cum?”
Your head bobbed, cheek burning from the friction of being pressed against the door, but you didn't notice. The only thing you felt was his cock splitting you open with his pounding into you. “Please, Ransom, I need to cum.”
“What you gonna give me? I already own this pussy which is squeezing me so fucking tight.” He slowed right down, letting you fall back from your oncoming orgasm once more, and you panted as your mind raced to figure out what you could offer.
“Anything, anything you wan Ran” you were weak and he knew it. A dark laugh-filled him as he grasped your jaw and twisted your head back further to look at him. His teeth sunk slightly into your cheek, before he grunted against you, his hips snapping you forward sharply through your squelching tight pussy.
“Stop. Calling. Me. Fucking. Hugh.” enunciating his words, you loathed to give up such power. Maybe just this one time you can agree. Doesn't mean you necessarily have to keep your word. You yell out a yes, and he seems satisfied, cause he let you go and grabbed your hips, now with a purpose. He let his hand slide to the front and rub vigorously against your clit, sending you scrambling for release all over again.
“Come on, you wanted to cum so fucking bad, let me have it Y/N.” You tried, flexing around his cock to milk him, your pussy swallowing him till you snapped, and he locked his arm around you to keep you upright while chasing his own rush. Your body went limp into him as he continued, soon he was jerking in you and you could feel him filling you with cum.
He pulled out and let you sink to the floor, your forehead pressing against the door while you dragged in deep breaths, and he tucked himself back into his slacks and left you there to take off his jacket, letting it fall along the back of the couch. Ransom went to the bar, and poured a couple shots of vodka in a glass, and was returning to you where you were starting to straighten yourself up.
You pulled off your heels, and Ransom held out his hand to help you up. As soon as you straightened he tugged you in against him while drinking his shot rather quickly and tilted his head to look down at you. “Play this game again with me Kitten, and it's not going to end like this. Do you understand me?” He reached up and grasped your cheek, pinching it enough to make you whimper. You nodded, which he let you go, and smoothed his thumb along where he harshly grasped you.
“That's my girl.”
Recalling his words, perhaps you weren't so keen to find out what would happen next time like you thought you were.
Summary- Stoner Ari x Reader. You and Ari are both high and enjoying the ride that comes with it. This is all smut. Filthy smut. All I was craving was some stoner Ari smut and needed to do it.
Warnings- Drug use, stoned characters, filthy fucking, spitting, licking, blowing smoke at each other, just all the things I needed. This is an 18 + Only Blog.
A/N- this was such a self-indulgent piece and I want this. Maybe it's because I'm high on cold meds, but enjoy. Also, I will make a mood board for this later cause it needs one. Unless someone else wants to. I welcome one if someone gets inspired.
The room was hazy with warm sunbeams and lazy swirls of smoke drifting all around. It made you slightly tacky with sweat, but that might be because Ari buried between your quivering thighs, stretching them wide as he lapped at your soaked pussy, his beard gleaming from you, but he still wasn't near done.
Every time his blue eyes, now glazed over lifted, they had a soft feral look to them, one that spoke of how he was starved and you were his first meal in ages. You didn't know if you had more to give as his tongue was demanding in your hole, dragging from your clenching body to drag upwards and slick your swollen jewel all over again, rolling and biting it till you were arching and crying his name.
Your fingers buried in his long sun-streaked strands, pulling at the roots to lift him away, let you sink into bliss but he couldn't be deterred. "Ari, You got to-"
"I don't gotta do anything till I'm finished here." He growled, his oversized hand pressing against the soft pudge of your belly while he dragged his sinful tongue through your pussy again, so swollen and puffy, you felt it throbbing needing him to fuck you. You grabbed at the burning joint nearby, sucking on it till your lungs fill, making them ache in a way that felt just as good as the rest of your on-edge body.
You slowly exhaled down your body, letting it drift over him as he slurped messily against you with a suck on your clit, making you grind into his face, his beard rough against your hole, but oh it burned so good, the way he jutted against you. You grinned at the flare of his nostrils, mixing the scent of your arousal and the burned bud you sent his way. "We are almost out and you should roll us another. You do roll the best ones after all."
Ari pushed up, giving you the perfect view of his muscled chest flexing underneath the mat of dark hair plastered sweaty to him. "You do just fine making them babygirl. My fingers are occupied." He smirked as they filled you, almost as good as his cock. They flexed against your sensitive silken walls while you clenched him, wanting more, wanting all.
Calloused fingerpads found your weakness, the one that could send you soaring and you reached behind you to grab the pillows, crying out Ari's name like he was the god you were singing praises to. "Oh god Ari, right there, please don't stop, don't ever stop. Feelssogood." Your words started running together as he watched you break under him.
Tipping down, he let his tongue drag up the center of your body, paying careful attention to your belly button, mimicking with his tongue what his fingers were doing to you, then up. The warmth licking away heated beads of sweat while he covered you in him. "So fucking beautiful when you cum on just my fingers." He spits on your breasts, watching as it rolled from your nipples down and he cleaned that up, sucking on your tits with sharp pulls that made them as sensitive as your clit.
You weren't going to survive this man.
His hair dragged like a tantalizing tease, making your body jerk at the ticklish sensation while you continued grinding against his palm, flooding him and not even caring how much of a mess you were making on the bed anymore. Nothing mattered except this high he was bringing you. His tongue swept up your collarbone and with a nudge of his nose, your head fell back, giving the length of your neck.
Tense as you came, he licked that till you were covered in him and he ended up taking the last of the burning joint, inhaling it deeply while watching your eyes roll back and your moan of satisfaction escape. It ended in his kiss, his tongue plunging against yours and the smoke from his lungs filling you, a sweet burn while you coughed slightly against his mouth.
His hips ground into yours, his cock pushing into you as he pulled out his fingers, keeping you full and sated with him, Ari pushed the two of you around till you were on top of him. Breaking from that kiss, you panted against him for a moment, hot, sticky, and saited, you managed to push up, groaning at the way he was stretching you, this way always made him feel so much deeper, full and thick, his cock stretched you to a point it almost pained you.
But you welcomed that pain for the lover giving it to you. You bite your lip and grind onto him while he grabs your hips, making you still. "Give me two seconds to roll another one Y/N." You nod while he gets what he needs and using his belly as his table, got it all rolled together within moments, the paper sticky with the mess you left on his fingers.
With half-lidded eyes, you watched as he flicked the lighter to light it and as the tip sizzled from bright red cherry to dull red, your hips started to grind against him, your walls fluttering around his hard cock. "Yeah baby, just like that." He groaned, his own bucking up to fuck into you. One hand ran up your thigh to grasp your hip, easing your motions while he held the joint up for you to wrap your lips around.
You were already high as fuck, but you wanted that hit, craved the feeling that hit makes you float while you fucked Ari like this. You leaned to take it, dragging it from him while your grinds turned to tiny bounces,. "Fuck." He swore as you pulsed around him, making you giggle with the joint stuck between your lips, covering your head in smoke once more. "I should record you riding me like this."
"Do it." Your tits bounced now, giving him a show underneath you as your body rolled above him, a dance while riding his cock. The obscene noises added to the sensation, your essence dripping all over him now, coating his cock to glide so easily into your tight hole. He grabbed at his phone hitting record as your body arched above him, gleaming in the hazy light, your fingers plucking the joint from your mouth to blow thick rings above the two of you. It was an artwork that Ari committed to memory.
"Baby I am going to fill you." He promised, his phone still recording from where he fit it on the headboard and taking the joint back from you to put it in the nearby ashtray.
"Promise?" You pant out, looking at the camera with a lazy smile and shining eyes. "You going to fill me full of your cock and cum, make me miss you when you aren't buried deep in me."
"Yesss." He hissed, grabbing your hips and fucking you harder, bouncing you till you bucked on him, the last of your energy went into reaching that last blissed high that came with fucking Ari. You sobbed and cried, scratched at his chest and when you broke, you let him gather you in his arms to pin you to him, his thrusts sloppy in and out, till he started to shoot into you, his cum thick ropes in your tight pussy, making you feel him so intimately fuck it deeper into you with several demanding thrusts till he too stilled under you, both of you harshly breathing, like the oxygen had been entirely used in the bedroom.
You felt him all sticky and heated under you, his skin peeling against yours like you two were melded together until you pried yourself off, the rush of air from the overhead fan trying to cool everything off making your skin goosebumps at how good it felt. "I don't think I will ever get tired of fucking you Ari." You whispered as you pressed your lips to his, your tongue barely touching his mouth as you talked.
He grunted in agreement while his tongue filled your mouth, your taste was still very much a dominating sensation, and you rather appreciated the way it mixed with his usual flavor.
His now soft cock was still buried in you and you were not ready to lose that full feeling yet. But you did push up to your elbows, giving you both a bit of breathing room. Ari pushed a hand into your hair, gripping it and tilting your head back enough to reach the bared length of your neck, nipping sharp kisses that are sure to make your skin dark with his affection. "Good thing you always get to fuck me."
His blue eyes were clear when he dropped back to the pillow, his hair a wild mane against the crumpled pillow, making you smile at his appearance. "Is that so? Even when we one day go back to real life Ari?"
"Yes, even when we go back to real life." A hand came to glide over your face, following the flow of your features as he dragged his fingertips down from your forehead till the gripped your chin, making you pay attention to him. "You think I am ever really going to let you go?"
"We wanted him to look like an everyday professional man who has a family, so we tried really hard to make the clothes feel real and lived-in, not overtly tailored." — Defending Jacob’s costume designer Johanna Argan on making sure Chris Evans didn’t look like Captain America.
idk about you but i’m a sucker for the we just had sex and it’s the morning after and i woke up to an empty bed and how could i be so stupid of course you left me alone but wait you’re in my kitchen cooking me breakfast and i’m so relieved trope
Warnings: Smut, 18+, beefy Ari, choking (reader choking Ari), age gap
Word count: Drabble
"Shh bunny." There's a mocking lilt to his deep voice and it sends a shiver down your spine. "What did I say?"
He pushes your hips over his large thigh, a thick ridge of warm, solid muscle rolls over your swollen, pulsating clit making you cry out. It feels so good, your pussy sliding up and down in a frantic rhythm, guided by his firm hand, pleasure billowing around you with every filthy thrust of your hips.
Ari stares expectantly at you, his large hand cradling your chin in a firm hold. Mirth darkens his blue eyes, ensnaring you in their smokey depths.
"What did I say?" Ari repeats, his voice low and dark, his thigh tensing under you.
It's hard to think with all the heady, sultry sensations crashing inside you.
Fuckfuckfuck. You can't remember.
Ari raises a brow, a smirk tugs his full lips upward. "Cmon bunny. Think. You can still think can't you?" His condescending tone settles around you, warmth pooling in your already heated core.
He pulls your face towards him, his lips brushing over your parted mouth, inhaling your soft, needy gasps. "What do you want?"
You whimper as he jolts his leg, his ridge muscles striking your clit with a wet slap. "I want you-your cock," you say in a rush, words slurring. "Please I want it so bad."
You want him inside you so bad you ache, the thought of him stretching around his massive cock is enough to push you closer to the edge.
"Please," you beg, your eyes darting to h his cock, its hard and throbbing, the swollen tip leaking beads of precum, your mouth waters at the sight. "Please I-"
Ari scoffs, forcing your face back to his. "You can barely handle my thigh. How are you going to take my cock?" He asks, shaking your head back and forth. "I'd split that pretty little pussy in two in a few strokes."
Your eyes widen and you both feel your pussy pulse. "Oh you want that Bunny. You want me to fuck you so hard you feel me inside that greedy cunt all week." It's not a question, an unreadable expression flashes across his face as he lets your chin go.
He places his hands behind his head, shrugging his broad shoulders in a lackadaisical gesture. "You want my cock, use my thigh to show me how you'd ride me."
There's a challenge in his voice that draws your eyes up to his.
Oh.
He really believes you can't handle him. He's going to make you work for it.
You glance back at his cock and then at his bearded face. "Okay," you acquiesce softly, "I'll show you exactly how I'll take your cock."
You wrap both your hands around his neck and grind on him, your slick easing your moments as you work yourself over his thigh.
Ari's aroused smirk emboldens you and you apply more and more pressure as you chase your high, your pace increasing until your growing moans drown out the wet schlick sounds of your cunt echoing in his ears.
"Good girl," his raspy praise spills out as your orgasm slams into you. "But I'm still not convinced. Ride my face next and then maybe I'll let you have my cock."
Summary: Ari fucks the stress out of you. As he should.
Warnings: Soft dom!Ari vibes, blowjob/face fucking, lots of praise, unprotected sex, did I mention soft!Ari?, kind of rough, 18+/minors dni
Word count: ~2,100
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He thought pulling your laptop away from you, off of the makeshift desk you made out of pillows on the bed, and dimming the lamp in the room would be enough to force you to forget about work for the night and submit to sleep.
He usually lets it go, not wanting to interrupt you, but he could tell you were getting more and more worked up as you huffed and rubbed your eyes every so often before continuing to furiously type away.
“Ari…” You threw your arms up, watching him close your computer and put it out of reach on the other side of the room. “Come on.”
“No, you come on,” he countered, laughing a bit as he got back into bed next to you. Giving in slightly, you laid on your side to face him, and he took your hand in his. “It’s late. What's got you so worked up?”
He didn't mean to set off the rant that came along with his question. He had no idea what had been going on, but swore you were nearly in tears as you explained how swamped you felt picking up everyone else’s slack.
“It's just a lot,” you finally breathed out slowly, letting go of his hand as you rolled onto your back so you could look away from him.
“Honey, I didn't know…” It's all he could offer at first.
You just shrugged. How would he know? You tried your best to keep it to yourself because you knew he'd worry.
When it clicked for him how he could help, you missed the smirk that tugged at his lips.
“It sounds like you need someone to do the work for you for a change.” The teasing tone of his voice went right over your head, too stressed to catch on. “...Do all the thinking so you don't have to.”
“If only,” you scoffed quietly, keeping your focus on the ceiling above you.
Taking that as a challenge, he pushed himself up so he could roll on top of you, effectively pinning you against the mattress beneath him.
A breath got caught in your throat as you peered up at him, caught off guard.
“Let me do it,” he offered, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “I'll make you forget everything.”
The next kiss was deeper, as if he could sense your doubt, needing to convince you. And it left you breathless, reducing your voice to a whisper. “Have at it.”
He took his time, only pulling his lips away from yours to tease you when you moaned softly into his mouth. Brushing his nose against your cheek, he got you to lean your head back, allowing him to press kisses along your jaw and across your neck.
He knows your body well enough to know you weren't completely relaxing for him yet though.
“I can still feel you thinking,” he teased, playfully nipping your ear as he whispered to you.
“I'm sorry."
Your words came out sounding like a genuine apology, a seriousness to your voice that had his heart breaking.
“No, hey.” He shook his head, bringing a hand to your cheek to get you to look at him. “You're doing perfect. It's okay. Let me do all the work, remember? Your job right now is to let me make you feel good. Let me help you.”
Letting out a breath, you nodded and closed your eyes. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl,” he smiled, kissing you one more time. “Want the only thing on your mind to be begging for my cock, if I hadn't made that clear yet.” The whimper that escaped you made him laugh. “Head so empty besides that, that I have to tell you exactly what to do.”
Pushing off of you, he pulled you up with him, guiding you to the edge of the bed so he could sit up and point you toward the floor. “Get on your knees.”
Wasting no time, you settled there between his legs.
“Look at me,” he said, grasping your chin gently to tilt your head back. He could tell it was starting to work as your soft gaze looked up at him. Your hands moved slowly toward the waistband of his sweatpants as he talked to you, waiting for his word. “Go ahead.”
Biting your lip, you pulled his sweats down far enough to expose his dick, hard for you already as you took him in your hand.
The sight of him, especially how big he is compared to your hand, never fails to cue the involuntary clench of your thighs. And he never misses the way you squirm in front of him.
“Don't be shy,” he urged, snapping you out of your daze as you watched your hand stroke him. “Use that pretty mouth too, baby.”
He didn't have to ask you twice. Leaning closer to him, you darted your tongue out to run a slow, teasing lick along the length of his cock. You held in a giggle when you heard the slow breath he let out above you.
He let a hand rest on the back of your head as you took the tip in your mouth. “There you go.”
Resisting the urge to move his hips and take over, he allowed you to take your time. You relaxed the best you could, steadily taking as much of him in your mouth as you could, letting your hand do the rest of the work.
Feeling you softly gag around himself made him let out a groan of his own. He couldn't help moving his hand closer to your neck, guiding you to lift up before sinking your mouth back onto him, helping you move in a steady rhythm.
“Fuck, that's it,” he sighed. “Moan for me.”
The vibrations from the back of your throat as you obeyed him were too much. He gently grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand away from him and stood up in front of you.
The sudden movement made you gag again and he let you pull away for just a moment to catch a breath. He placed your hands on his thighs and you braced yourself.
“You stay right there now. You don't have to do anything else,” he promised, holding your face in his hands. “Okay?”
“Okay,” you nodded eagerly, parting your lips for him.
“So fucking good at doing what I say,” he moaned, thrusting himself back into your mouth, making you cough around him.
He was done taking it slow – He held you in place as he finally took over, praising how well you took him.
Your fingers dug into the muscle on his thighs as you held onto him, tears pricking at your eyes as you tried to get quick breaths in when he momentarily gave you the chance.
“You're so good for me,” he panted, stilling his hips to keep your mouth full as he steadied his own breath. “Such a perfect mouth. That's all you are right now. No thoughts, just letting me use you.”
None of his words were even registering for you as your eyes rolled back, the lack of air causing an overwhelming silence in your ears.
Ari letting his cock fall from your mouth brought you back to the moment – taking a deep inhale once you were finally able to.
“There you are,” he chuckled watching the loopy smile appear on your face. He wiped away some spit from your chin as you looked up at him with slow blinks. “That's it. Good job, pretty girl.”
As he helped you up off the floor, you fell back onto the bed, trying to bring him down with you. “Please–”
“Ah-ha,” he mused. He stayed standing so he could rid himself of his pants and quickly help you out of yours. “Begging already? So good at listening, baby girl. All from just my cock in your mouth.”
You sat up flustered and reached for him again. “Please…”
He gave in, but not without taunting you. “Please what?”
“Ari,” you groaned, hiding your face against his shoulder.
“I know, I know,” he cooed, carefully helping you move so you could rest your head on some pillows. “You can't come up with an answer when you're not thinking. You're too pretty to think, aren't you? You’re doing exactly what I asked. You're so fucking perfect.”
“Need you,” you whined, impatiently reaching your hand between your bodies to find his cock again.
“Don't worry, I told you I'm gonna take care of you. So that's what I'm gonna do.”
He softly pulled your hand away from him and placed it at your side before kneeling back to take in the sight of you laid out and desperate for him.
Taking a hold of your thighs, he spread your legs and pushed them back to give him the perfect view of your dripping cunt.
He teased along your slit with the tip of his cock, slapping it against your clit. It sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, prompting you to whimper out another string of pleases.
They were cut off by your own gasp though when he finally began thrusting into you.
“You're relaxed now, huh,” he teased, easily pushing into you, but still taking it slow. “That's my girl.”
He was filling you completely in no time, leaning back over you to press a kiss to your cheek, and then to your lips, as you got used to the feeling of him.
“Please move,” you choked out, digging your nails into his sides as you grew more desperate.
He slowly pulled out of you, almost all the way, before his hips snapped roughly back against yours, eliciting a yelp from you.
You held onto him while he showed no mercy – immediately falling into a fast and hard rhythm of forceful thrusts. It was enough to cause the bed to shake, your whole body being pushed against the pillows above your heads
A string of his name and indistinguishable whines were all you could muster. He wanted more though.
“Uh, uh,” he breathed out, slowing down just enough to get your attention. “I wanna hear you scream for me.”
You nodded even though you truthfully didn't process what he was even saying, you just needed him to keep going.
“Listen to me.” He rested his hand on your cheek, forcing you to look into his lust-blown eyes. “Can feel you're close, honey. You don't have to ask. Just let it happen, let go for me.”
Deep down, you were waiting for his OK – Hearing him give it, you felt yourself give into the pleasure that was building up. You came with a scream of his name, scratching at his back as your legs shook against him.
He fucked you through your high, ultimately chasing his own. With a deep, final stroke, he came with you. His head fell to your shoulder, his grunts sending shivers down your spine as his release filled you up.
His body stilled against yours, and even in your daze, the weight of him on top of you was comforting.
He could feel your chest rising and falling against his, your heart still racing.
“Breathe, sweetheart,” he whispered, catching his own breath. “Did so good. Stay right here with me. You don't have to think yet, let me hold you.”
He was relieved when he felt you nod softly.
“You deserve the rest. You work so hard,” he murmured against your neck, pressing a few lazy kisses against your skin. “You're so perfect. You need to relax once in a while.”
All you could do is hold onto him, listening to his words, actually believing them. You gripped him tighter, only thinking about him and feeling him, not wanting him to move yet.
“I'm not going anywhere.” It's like he could read your mind. “Will always be here to take care of you. I've got you.”
Feeling you physically relax beneath him, he took the moment to gently pull out of you and lay beside you, drawing you against his warm body.
A few moments of silence passed before you spoke up again.
“You’re sweaty,” you mumbled against his chest.
“I think that's you,” he teased, and you hid your face as he hugged you tighter. “We'll clean up in a minute, don't worry. You're not allowed to worry again yet.”
Title: Lazy Morning
Pairing: Andy Barber x Female Reader
Rating: Explicit [ if you are under 18 do not interact]
Word Count: 1,373
Warnings: F x M Smut, Vaginal Sex, Teasing, Soft, vaginal fingering, oral sex
Author's Note: This is a very self indulgent fic inspired by my two lovely friends Fizz and Nix. The above moodboard contains an edit made by Nix (and used with permission), make sure you go and show her love on Instagram for the lovely edit!
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The morning light slowly reached into the room, lighting it up slowly. The world was waking up with a gentle breeze that drifted through the open window. You were still laying in bed, arms wrapped around your pillow and head nestled into the softness like you were never going to leave - and if you had your way you weren’t going to leave it anytime soon.
Eyes staying shut, you enjoyed the sunlight warming up your back and the wind coming in and ruffling the sheets on the bed. You didn’t move, didn’t attempt to do anything but relax in the moment and let yourself exist. You just laid there, even when you felt the bed dip, the sheet shift, and his body cover yours.
You laid there, content and happy, even when you felt the soft kisses that Andy started to place on your shoulder, across and back again before he started trailing down your spine. You felt as if you had all the time in the world to enjoy this, to enjoy him, and you were going to soak up every single moment of it. In some ways, the soft intimacy between the two of you, the soft kisses, the gentle touches, was all that the two of you needed right now.
“Morning belle.” Andy murmurs and you giggle as you feel his voice vibrate against your skin. “I hope you don’t have any plans today because I want to keep you in bed as long as you let me.”
“Fine by me.” You mutter, feeling content and relaxed. “I never want to move from this bed. Let’s stay here forever.”
“Your wish is my command, princesse.”
Andy chuckles, the sound soft, as he runs the tips of his fingers up your sides. It’s a soft touch, teasingly so, but it still makes your body react. Most touches from Andy did. You gasp softly as he kisses his way back up your spine, his body covering yours with just enough pressure for you to know that he was there, but not enough to crush you. Another gasp pushes through your lips when you feel his cock rest against your ass and your body heats up, reacting to his naked body against yours.
You feel Andy lean down and brush his lips against your shoulder, his hips moving slightly so his cock drags between your ass cheeks just enough to tease the both of you. You can’t resist wiggling your ass slightly, grinning when you feel, rather than hear, his gasp against your skin and feel his cock twitch against you. Heat and wetness start to pool between your legs and you know it’s only a matter of time before you two fall into the same pattern, the same dance of letting your bodies become one.
Andy taps your hip and you lift your body enough for him to slip his hand beneath you, his fingers quickly finding your wet folds and he moans at the feeling. He loved how easy it was for you to get wet for him.
“Naughty girl, already wet. Been thinking of me?” Andy teases, his voice deep in the way that he knows and you don’t even try to deny it.
“Of course I was.” You purr, rolling your hips just a bit to grind down on his fingers as he slips them into you. “Thinking about how a nice morning it would be to have a nice, slow morning fuck.”
Andy curls his fingers, thrusting them in and out of you a few times before he pulls them out again, leaving you whining for contact.
“Roll over, princesse, I want to taste you.” Andy says, fingers dancing along your hip.
You don’t have to be asked twice. You roll over onto your back, grinning when you catch sight of his hungry looking face. You spread your legs for him, letting Andy get an eyeful of your pussy. Andy gives you a hungry look before he settles between your legs. He hooks your legs over his shoulder before lowering his face.
A low moan slips from your lips as you feel his tongue slide easily between your wet folds. Andy knew how to eat pussy, he knew how to move his tongue, which areas to focus on, and what to do to make your toes curl and make you see stars. He was almost too good at it. He circles his tongue around your clit, teasing you before nipping at it softly - the way that he knows that you like it.
Your hips arch up, pushing your pussy against his face. Andy takes it in stride, loving when you get forceful for him. He pushes his tongue inside of you along with one of his fingers. Your own fingers curl into the sheets below you as you feel heat warm up your core and your first - of what you know will be many - orgasm start to build up with each swipe of Andy’s tongue.
He curls his finger inside of you, tongue massaging over your g-spot over and over again until your body is tensing and you’re gasping out his name, back arching and your body shuddering with an orgasm. Andy doesn’t stop what he’s doing, he continues to thrust his tongue in and out of you, riding out your orgasm as he tastes every bit of you. He doesn’t pull back until he licks up every drop of you. Only then, with your body shaking, does he pull away and kisses up your body. You catch his lips with yours, moaning at the taste of yourself on his lips.
“Andy.” You gasp softly, body hot under his touch. He smiles against your lips and rubs his cock against your folds.
“I’ve got you princesse.” Andy says softly, running his fingers up and down your sides. “I’m going to make you so good.”
He reaches between the two of you and wraps his hand around his cock, guiding the tip of it between your wet folds before he slowly pushes into you. You gasp and so does he, your noises mixing together as you kiss. He moves slowly and touches you gently as he starts to fuck you. It’s so soft and intimate you’re almost overwhelmed by it all.
His body moves above yours, moving his hips slowly to drag his cock in and out of you at a pace that makes you feel every single inch of his cock. He felt good inside of you and the intimacy you felt between the two of you in that moment felt even better. You didn’t even care if he made you cum again that morning or not, you just enjoyed the closeness you had with him. Sometimes that’s all that sex was for the two of you - sharing a moment of closeness where you were one.
Andy moans, his breath shuddering out and you feel his cock pulse inside of you and you know that he’s getting close to cumming. You run your hands down his back, letting your nails dig in just enough for him to feel it and cup his ass, rocking your hips up against him.
“Cum for me Andy.” You murumer into his ear and it must be the trigger that he needs because in the next moment he’s moaning out your name and cumming inside of you. You moan as you feel him fill you up, something that you would never get enough of.
You slip a hand between your bodies, fingers finding your clit. You rub yourself a few times, just enough for you to lose yourself again, pussy clenching around Andy’s cock and making him moan again. Andy’s lips find yours and he kisses you hard, tongue swiping along your bottom lip before he licks into your mouth. It’s passionate and wonderful, everything you’ve ever wanted and needed.
Once you both catch your breath, Andy slips out of you and rolls onto his side, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you tight to his chest. He kisses the top of your head and sighs contently.
“We’re not leaving this bed all day, princesse.” He says softly, drawing circles in your back.
-> taking care of andy like he's your baby— and then asking if your baby wants a baby
A/N | calling andy 'baby, handsome, pretty boy, bubba, daddy(just once?)' and andy calling the reader 'honey, sweetheart, gorgeous, baby, mommy (like once/twice)' i'm honestly sorry that i made this originally fluffy fic turn into andy with a breeding kink. I SWEAR TO GOD I JUST WANTED TO GIVE ANDY A NICE SKINCARE ROUTINE.
𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
"Baby?"
His eyes flutter open as you walked into the room, his lips curling into a tired smile. Andy sits up on the bed as you got closer, kneeling on the bed and giving him a peck on his cheek.
"Bad day?" Your palms cupped his cheek, fingers rubbing his beard while he nuzzles into your palm.
Andy hums lowly in reply, turning his face to kiss your palm. His hands land on your thighs, smoothly carrying you over to sit on his lap. "Tiring. How was your day, honey?"
"Better than yours, I'm assuming." You gave him a playful smile, hands resting on his shoulders and your fingers rub the back of his neck. "You're tense, Andy." You frowned, rubbing the spot on the nape of his neck and giving it a gentle massage with your thumbs.
"Shit-- that's really good, baby." He groans, head falling into your chest as he loosely wraps an arms around your waist.
"C'mon, let me shower first. Then I'll take care of you, handsome."
Andy lets out a small muffled whine against the fabric of your shirt, arms tightening around your waist. "Don't move."
You know it was one of those days- the one where he's just tired of everything and anything, and he just wants to stay in bed with you and sleep forever. And you've got the right thing in mind to take care of him.
"I have to, baby. Please?" You run a hand through his hair, softly scratching his scalp. "Then I'll treat you all nice, okay? Y'know, I ordered a whole bunch of face things that just came in this morning. You wanna give them a try, pretty boy?" You kiss his hair, feeling him hum into your skin before his hands trail up to unbutton your shirt and he kisses up your neck.
Andy's breath was warm against your skin, beard scratching against your skin every time he moves his head. "I don't have to do anything?"
"Yeah," You cupped his cheeks and gently pulled him away. "Just give me 15 minutes, okay?"
Andy huffs against your skin, before he's leaning back against the headboard. "Fine. Any longer and I'll sleep in the guest room."
You laughed breathily at his empty threat, knowing he'd never leave the comfort of your shared bed, no matter how pouty he gets. "You're a real kid, bubba."
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You carried a whole bunch of things to the bed, leaving everything on the nightstand so it was within your reach just as Andy's eyes flutter open. You light the scented candle on the nightstand with a match, before climbing on the bed.
"Scoot down a little and take off your shirt." You tell him, knowing that he's been looking at you for the past two minutes.
He listens as he shuffles down the bed, giving you space to climb in behind him. He tugs the shirt off, carelessly throwing it on the floor while he waits for you to settle in. You press your back against the cushioned headboard as Andy's head fall back on your thigh.
"Comfy?"
He nods silently, lips tugging into a lazy smile as he stares up at you. You smile at how compliant and relaxed he looks now, before you lean down to press a kiss on his forehead.
You grab one of your elastic headbands, the frog one that's easily Andy's favourite to use whenever you're taking care of him like this. You slide the band on his head, making sure that his hair stayed off his face.
You gave him three face masks to choose from. "Which one do you wanna try, baby?"
Andy tilts his head on your lap, before he picks the one with a white packaging. "What does this do?"
You take the pack, reading the English translation on the back of the package. You've never tried Korean skincare and you thought it'd be nice to give it a go. "It's supposed to make ya glow like a baby." You laugh, watching how he grins up at you. "Perfect choice for you, huh?"
You tear open the package, carefully pulling out the sheet. "Alright, close your eyes." You lay the sheet on his skin, seeing Andy shiver as the cold product hits his skin. "Nice?"
A low hum leaves his lips as you smooth out the wrinkles on the mask, rubbing his cheekbones and his temples. You kept an eye on the clock, keeping in mind that you have to take off the mask in 12 minutes. Andy stayed there in silence, relaxing under your touch while you kept massaging his face.
"Should I shave off the beard?" Andy asks out of nowhere, one of his hands resting on your knee. "It's like wasting all this glowing baby liquid."
"You're willing to throw away the whole lawyer daddy look just for that?" You stare down at him ridiculously as his eyes open.
"Lawyer daddy?" He has a teasing smile gracing his lips, laughing breathily when he sees your cheeks flushing. "You've never seen me without a beard yet, have ya?" His tone hinting that he was joking but you know that Andy's a little serious about it.
And he's right— when you met Andy three years ago, he was already sporting the sexy, fluffy beard that you were completely digging. Sure, you've seen the college photos of baby face and no beard Andy Barber, but it still isn't the real thing.
"You'd still be Andy either way," You tell him as you peel the mask off his face and putting it aside before taking the jade roller.
"But I wanna be your Andy." He replies, eyes closing as you press the roller against his skin, rolling the excess essence from the mask into his skin.
You sigh, one hand combing through his hair while the other continues to massage his face. "Baby, you'll always be my Andy no matter if you've got a beard or not. I'm sure you'll look good either way."
"Say that again."
You put away the roller, grabbing the small bottle of eye cream from klairs on the stand. "You'll look good either way? Mr Barber, are you using me to boost your ego?"
He shakes his head on your lap, his eyes still closed. "The first part, honey."
You scoop out a hint of the cream, dabbing it under his eyes, right on the dark circles. "That you'll always be my Andy?"
Andy hums, lips curling into the softest grin at your words. "I'll always be yours."
You laughed at that, playfully slapping his chest before you're grabbing the tub of moisturiser from Huxley. "Yeah— look at my baby gettin' all pampered, huh?" You teased, unscrewing the tub and dotting Andy's face with the moisturiser.
"That smells really good." He notes, tongue poking out to lick his lips. "Can I taste it?"
"Hey—" You flick him softly on his forehead before he could do anything else. "C'mon, babe. How are we gonna have a kid if you keep acting like one?" You complain, slightly hoping to get some reaction out of him.
Andy's eyes immediately opened wide. "A kid?"
You have no idea if it was a good reaction or not but judging by his tone, you're hoping that it's the first. You hummed in reply, trying to play off your emotion, wanting to see what Andy feels about it.
"You want a kid wimme?" His jaw dropping and his eyes glinting just like his newly-moisturised skin.
"I want anything and everything with you, handsome." You grinned, heart fluttering because it seems like he enjoys the idea as much as you do.
"Yeah? Y/n Barber's got a nice ring to it too, right?" Andy's worked up now, and he's getting real happy so you decide to play with him just a little.
"Does it really?"
Andy sat up and turned around in a split second, pulling you down the bed and then he's kneeling right between your legs, palms on either sides of your face as he hovers over you. "Oh- it sounds really, really good, sweetheart." He chuckle lowly, seeing how stunned you are.
You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down. "What happened to my cute, tired, sleepy, baby Andy, huh?"
"Baby, you know what you did when you started talking about having my kids." He leans down, crashing his lips against yours as his fingers curl around your wrists pulling it above your head. "You wanna be a mommy, honey? Wanna take care of our kids just like how ya take care of me?"
"Andy—" You whine, back arching as he kisses down your jaw and your neck, his free hand reaching under your shirt and trailing up your bare skin.
"Not answering the question, sweetheart." He retorts, palm cupping your breast as he pinches your nipple with his fingers. Andy leans down, keeping his eyes on you as he tongues your nipple through the fabric of the shirt.
"Oh— fuck. Andy, wanna be a mommy and have your kids, please." You breathe out, hips bucking as Andy lets go of your hands and you immediately nestle your hands in his hair. Andy tugs the shirt of your skin, and he pulls away, admiring you in just a pair of panties.
"You're fuckin' gorgeous, sweetheart. The best thing I've ever seen." Andy lowers himself, lips pressing against yours before he kisses down your chest and your torso, stopping right above your pelvis. Andy curls his finger into the waistband of your panties, peeling it off your skin as his face hovers over your pussy.
"Smell so fuckin' good." He presses wet kisses on your thighs. Andy leans down, eyeing you as his tongue pushes into your cunt and nose pressed against your clit. He lets out a muffled groan, mouth instantly enveloping your cunt as his tongue prods into your hole, licking and devouring you.
Your fingers tighten in his hair as his beard rubs against your sensitive cunt. "Andy— fuck!"
You feel him smile against your pussy, before his mouth is around your clit, a finger entering your cunt as he sucks your clit into his mouth. You writhe under his hold, but Andy holds you down with an arm around your stomach.
He pushes another finger in, just as he lightly nipped on your clit. Your hips jerked, and Andy took that as a sign to push another finger in. "Gotta loosen you up for my cock, honey. Increases chance of fertility. Gonna take real, good care of you,"
"Andy, please— I'm gonna cum. Please, please—" His name leaves your lips like a chant, hands pushing his face against your cunt as you beg him to make you cum.
"Let go for me, pretty girl."
Your head falls back against the bed as you let out a whine, feeling your belly tighten while Andy kept his assault on your clit going. He pulls away as you take in a deep breath, crawling over you and crashing his lips against yours, tongue pushing into your mouth as he holds you close.
"Can't fuckin' wait to see your belly swell up, baby." Andy smirks against your lips as he hastily tugs his pants down. "You'll look so fuckin' pretty. My best girl."
You hum at his words, feeling his hand on your hips as he fists his cock with the other hand. "Fuck me already, Andy."
"Relax, honey. Can't have ya all tense while we're tryin' to get you pregnant, can we?" He tilts his head, offering you a cocky grin as he lines up his cock with your pussy.
"Please? Daddy, c'mon. Need you, please?" Your palm lands on his chest, the other on his shoulder as you offer him your best pout, hoping it'd be enough for him give you what you need.
Andy sighs, before he's pushing into you in one thrust, staying there and letting you get used to him. "Still so tight after I fuck ya almost every day, sweetheart."
You dig your nails into his skin, lips pressed against the eagle tattoo on his pec, as you inhaled deeply, adjusting to Andy's size. "Shit— move, please?"
Andy listens, nose nuzzled into the crook of your neck as he pulls out of you, only to thrust in again. He starts a steady rhythm, groaning everytime you clench around him. "You're gonna be such a good momma, honey. Gonna take care of our kid so fuckin' good, huh?"
You let out a moan as he drives a deep thrust into you, pelvis pressed against your clit everytime he's fully sheathed in you. Andy leans lower, mouthing your nipple and your head fell against the bed at the sheer action. His finger trails down to your clit, rubbing harshly as he waits for you to fall apart.
"Shit, Andy! 'm gonna—" Your voice was low as you try to get words out, clenching around him as you feel your orgasm coming.
"Go on, sweetheart." Andy keeps his thrust steady, feeling himself close as he keeps on kissing every inch of your chest.
Your nails dig into his back as you reached your peak, mouth gaping in a silent bliss as Andy slows his thrusts, stilling inside you as he reaches his own high. He watches as your eyes roll, chest heaving till you came down from your high.
"Andy-"
Andy's got you turned in a split second- you're straddling him while he's lying back against the headboard, your head resting on his shoulder and him still buried in you. "Sorry, sweetheart." He speaks, his lips brushing against your earlobe. "Google says that we gotta stay here a little longer. Make sure it really sinks in."
You let out a tired laugh against his skin, body going limp against his and eyes fluttering close as he kisses the top of your head, "You did your research, huh?"
Andy hums, a palm rubbing your back as the other rests on your waist. "Thought the information would come in handy someday. Looks like I was right."
You shift on his lap, fingers intertwining at the back of his neck. "I love you."
He tightens his grip on your waist, "I love you too, honey. But you gotta stop moving or else I'm just gonna get hard again."
Your lips curl into a sneaky grin as you pull away from him, "Yeah?"
Andy knows what's coming next before the words even leave your lips.
"I heard that having sex more frequently increases the chances of fertility too."
"Fuck-"
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now- my only excuse for this mess is because I'm on my period and I started this when I was in my feels and I just wanted domestic, soft, tired boyfriend Andy. BUT, horny haney came along and I just had to write about the beard and andy's little breeding kink ;)
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NSFW headcanon: Andy’s favorite weekend activity is you sitting on his face 😏😘
You bet it is 🥵🥵 I love you for suggesting this Siri! This ended up being way longer than five sentences, but only cause I’d been planning this drabble for a while....
I hate people (but I love you)
Pairing: Andy Barber x F!reader
Warnings: language, explicit smut (somewhat sub!Andy, face riding, oral - f receiving.) 18+ only.
Word count: 600+
Disclaimer: I do not give anyone permission to take, repost, copy or translate my stories, regardless of whether or not they are credited. This blog and all works associated with are 18+ only. Minors please do not interact or follow.
This is how your husband finds you - glaring at the kitchen countertop with a fixed look of utter disgust as though the offending marble had kicked your proverbial dog.
“I hate people.”
There’s a half-empty glass of Pinot in your hand when you begin your rant, detailing not only how shit your Friday was but also how badly Derrik’s mistakes will fuck up the rest of your week, how do you email over 50 documents worth of the wrong project, fucking dumbass-
Your fingers tighten around the stem of your glass as you remember, the remaining red wine shifting as quickly as your mood.
He clears his throat, his broad hands shifting his tie as he calmly begins to undo it. With years of being unfazed by legal bullshit behind him, Andy’s a stark contrast to your tense figure.
He finally gets an idea of how to fix your week - and his, though that’s a discussion for much later - through the seven unexpected little words that you finish with:
“Just got to ride it out, right?”
You sound so resigned and for Andrew Barber that simply won’t do.
There’s a thrumming in his blood as both of his hands reach out towards you, one to pluck the empty glass from you and another entwining itself with your free hand. “Let me help you, then.”
The walk to your shared bedroom isn’t hurried, and neither is the way Andy strips himself of his clothes, stark white shirt unbuttoned with care as he sits on the edge of the mattress with you standing wantonly between his legs. His pants and boxer briefs go soon after and all that’s left are the warm puffs of air you can feel through your skirt as he presses his forehead to your pelvis, thick fingers gliding up the sides of your legs until the black material is bunched up around your waist. His touch is delicate but deliberate, teasing you while he hums in appreciation at the sight of wet lace.
Fuck, he’ll never stop looking forward to that.
“Honey, god,” he rasps, bringing you with him as he lies down, “come here.”
You feel the scrape of his beard against your thigh, peppered kisses and sweet smiles complimented only by you swiftly moving your panties to the side. His gaze speaks volumes, the eagerness and excitement visible in his baby blues - there’s no hesitation as you sink down.
What better way to start the weekend than to taste the parts of you reserved just for him, his tongue gently lapping at the slick gathered at your entrance, every stuttered moan and broken whimper is rewarded with a firm suckle on your clit or a broad, sweeping lick to your sensitive folds.
The corded muscles in his arms pull you closer, hold you tighter, palms firm as his fingertips dig deep into your bare, heated flesh. You’ll feel the bruises from them later, and he’ll try and pretend to give a shit - even as he puffs his chest up in pride.
Andy groans when he feels your fist in hair, wedding ring warm against his scalp, and when you roll your hips against his beard harder and sing his praises - Andy, baby, right there, so good sosogood - he’s halfway gone already.
It’s only been three days since you last rode him but clearly, it was three days too long. It seems that bad things happen when you don’t sit on his face.
At least, that’s the excuse he’ll make tomorrow. And it will almost certainly work because even though you hate people, you love your husband, your Andy, more.
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A/N: Send me a NSFW headcanon and I’ll write a 5 sentence ficlet about it 👀👅
Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader (OTP ninja and puppy)
Words: ~1.6k
Summary: It’s your anniversary, and Ransom has plans to make it extra special.
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, rough sex, outdoor sex, marking kink, dirty talk) these two being soft and cute and then freaky, dom Ransom, nervous puppy, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!
A/N: God, I love them so much! Stuff is happening… 👀👀👀
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Ransom grinned while he watched you gallop down the beach ahead of him, kicking his horse to follow after you when you peeked at him over your shoulder and laughed.
He couldn’t believe the two of you had been together a whole fucking year, or the fact that he wasn’t terrified at the prospect of spending the rest of his life with you. Waking up wrapped around you and still buried deep in your cunt had only solidified that he was making the right decision, kissing your neck and thrusting into you nice and slow as he murmured “happy anniversary” in your ear when you woke up with a pleased moan.
You beamed at him when he caught up to you, the two of you slowing to a trot as you turned to the trail that would take you where you wanted to go. It only took about fifteen minutes to reach the secluded waterfall Ransom had heard about after tipping the resort staff an obscene amount of money, sliding off your horses to let them rest for a bit before you slapped Ransom’s ass and ran away from him. He chased after you with a laugh, both of you peeling off your clothes as you neared the warm pool.
His arms wrapped around you right when you reached the edge, carrying you both into the water as you let out a delighted shriek. You grabbed his hair and shoved him under the water when he tried to dunk you, swimming away from him lazily when he breached the surface with a guffaw and splashed you when he flung his hair out of his eyes.
“This was supposed to be a nice picnic.” He scolded you as he swam after you towards the falls, catching your ankle and yanking you close while you giggled. “Couldn’t even wait five minutes to get me out of my clothes.”
“That’s not my fault, have you seen yourself naked?” You purred when he nibbled at the edge of your jaw, tangling your fingers in his hair as the two of you slowly tread water. “I don’t know why you ever wear clothes, puppy, you’re too yummy.”
“Really? Even that black strappy thing you got me?” He bit your lip and grinned when you chuckled into his mouth.
“That’s the only attire I’ll accept from now on.” You pressed your lips to his and swallowed his moan, tangling your legs with his as you floated under the curtain of water until the grove was hidden from view. “Mm, happy anniversary, Ran.”
“Happy anniversary, baby.” He ran his nose over your cheek and purred when you scratched your nails over his scalp, finally feeling solid rock under his feet and standing firmly while he pulled you close. “I love you.”
“Yeah, I love you too.” You flicked your tongue over his lip playfully as you wound your limbs around him, rolling your body closer to his and whining when you felt his cock twitch against your thigh. “Now give me my present.”
“Yeah? You want it?” He groaned when you reached between the two of you and grabbed him, his eyes fluttering closed while you gave him a few slow strokes.
“Need it.” You kissed his eyelids while you lined him up, holding the hair at the base of his neck with your free hand and humming against his skin. “It’s mine.”
“That’s right.” He grabbed your waist and yanked you down on his hard length, sinking his teeth into the edge of your jaw and letting out a feral growl when you gasped and fluttered around him. “Just yours, and you’re gonna take it.”
You groaned when he started thrusting his hips into you viciously, clutching at his shoulders and tossing your head back while he dragged his cock over your g spot with each drive of his hips while he grunted into your neck. His lips were insistent as they trailed along the column of your throat, nipping and sucking and licking at your sweat salted skin as your body rocked against his while you met each shove of his hips with your own.
“Hey, look at me.” He grabbed your jaw and forced your gaze to his, swallowing your whine with a dirty press of his lips to yours as his grip on your waist grew almost painful. “You’re mine too, yeah? Tell me.”
“All yours… fuck.” You whimpered when he hit you deep, arching yourself into him as a pleasurable shiver traveled up your spine while he kept dragging his cock over every perfect spot inside you. “Ran…”
“Baby.” He purred when you wrapped your arms around his neck, tugging on your lips with his teeth and tracing them with his tongue as you kept making those soft wanton noises into his mouth. “Wanna put my mark all over you so everyone fucking knows, want you to wear me all over your skin and smell like me all the damn time.”
“Want it too… Ransom!” You keened when he ground into your clit, yanking on his hair by the roots and curling your tongue against his while a deep moan vibrated through his chest. “Make it hurt.”
The noise he let out when those words left your lips was downright nasty, a low snarl mixed with a satisfied hum that made the both of you quiver as he murmured “filthy girl” into your open mouth while you panted with need. Then he pulled you off him until only the very tip of him was nestled in your heat before literally dropping you back onto his cock, burying his face in your tits while he manhandled you violently until you had to clench your teeth while he bounced you on his cock.
You screamed when he sank his teeth into your tit, dragging your nails over his shoulders desperately while his fingers drew bruises on your waist and hips. He wrapped one arm tightly around you and brought his free hand up to slap the breast he wasn’t biting, purring when you gave him another sharp cry before grabbing you harshly so he could drag his tongue over your neglected nipple.
The violent drive of his hips was making your thighs ache, your head dropping against his as you gave yourself over to pleasure and the knowledge that you were going to be feeling him for the next few days. He felt your breath starting to hitch as you fluttered around him, giving you a dirty grind that made you sob.
Your entire body seized around him when pleasure raged through your veins, your sharp cry echoing off the stone walls as your cunt clenched hard around him when he drove himself as deep as possible and moaned. He held you close as his hips slowly pumped into you, warmth blooming through your core with each spurt of his thick cum against your fluttering walls.
“Fuck me.” He breathed heavily into your chest as he waded towards the edge of the pool with you still wrapped around him, laying the two of you down on the wet stone floor as you let out tiny little whines. “How you feeling, baby?”
“Good, real good.” You gave him a lazy grin when he crawled up your body, letting your eyes fall closed with a deep purr when he rested his forehead against yours. “You mark me up enough?”
“Almost.” He beamed at you when you pushed his hair out of his eyes, leaning into your touch and sighing as he gazed at you.
This was it, he was gonna do it. He was ready to ask, put that ring on your finger and show everyone you were fucking his.
Everyone. Including his family. Who were all back at the resort. And who would throw the biggest, loudest collective bitch fest when they spotted his great grandmother’s ring on your finger. And ruin any hope he had of basking in the warm afterglow of his proposal for the rest of the trip. Who would attack the two of you like a pack of dogs and wreck everything.
Shit. Why hadn’t he thought about this more? He couldn’t do this to you. Yeah, you could handle his family, but he didn’t want you to have to. Fuck, he was spiraling.
“Hey, what are you thinking about?” You gave him a concerned look when he hadn’t moved or said anything for almost two minutes, still brushing your fingers through his hair as he buried his face in your neck.
“Nothing.” He was such an idiot, he hated himself. “We should go back to the villa, wanna have time to shower before we have to meet Harlan and the rest of them for dinner.” Fuck, he was gonna have to intercept Harlan before the man tried to congratulate you.
“Ok pup.” You kissed him on the cheek before sitting up slowly, wincing a little when you felt that perfect ache shoot through your core before sliding into the water to swim back to your clothes. “Dunno why you agreed to dinner with all of them on our anniversary.”
Because he was a fucking moron, that’s why.
“You know how hard it can be to say no to Harlan.” Stupid, stupid, stupid. Oh god, and he was going to have to call Ari and Anne so they could cancel that stupid engagement party they wanted to throw when the two of you got home.
“I do.” You pulled your dress back over your head before grabbing your sandals as you walked to your horse. “He’s lucky he’s so sweet or it would be more annoying.”
“Right.” He was not looking forward to the look of gentle disappointment he was going to get from his grandfather. He was such a coward. He was going to have to plan better. No family, no drama, no chickening out. Next time.
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A/N: LMAO, ok, I am ready for y’all to scream at me, bring it on!
Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader (OTP, ninja and puppy)
Words: ~1.4K
Summary: Naked sunbathing has its benefits.
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (m receiving oral sex, cum swallowing, lazy sex, mentions of borderline excessive sexy times) so much fluff, soft babies, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!
A/N: I just love them so much, they are literally everything 😭
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You hummed to yourself as you nuzzled your face against Ransom’s shoulder, purring when he held a slice of mango up for you and taking it between your lips. The two of you were sprawled over the swing as you watched the sunset, taking a break from the almost 72 hours of straight fucking you had indulged in and just enjoying each other’s company as you rocked slowly over the warm water of the pool. Both of you were drunk on the fruity rum cocktails you were sipping on, but even more so on each other.
“How you feel, baby?” He traced his fingers over your arm lightly as he pressed his lips to your temple, cooing when you rubbed your nose over his throat and pulling you closer as he took another sip of his cocktail. “You gonna be able to walk tomorrow?”
“Probably not.” You sighed as you gazed at him, giving him a lazy grin when he kissed your cheek and his stupid long eyelashes tickled your skin. “Good thing we’re riding.”
“Uh-huh.” He leaned back and started skimming his fingers along the curve of your spine, tangling a leg between yours as he dragged the toes of the other over the top of the water. “Little disappointed we’re gonna have to wear clothes though.”
“Yeah, me too.” You stretched so you could mouth at the curve of his cheek, swatting his chest when he took a playful squeeze of your ass. “Love watching your skin get all freckly and cute.”
“What? Cute?” He scrunched up his face adorably when you started kissing each new spot that decorated the bridge of his nose, wriggling a little when your fingers squeezed his sides. “You’re cute.”
“I know, but we’re talking about you, puppy.” You bit his plush bottom lip before moving to his shoulders, winding your arms around him as you traced the trail of tiny pigmentations with your mouth. “Fucking adorable is what you are.”
Your grin got even wider when a sweet flush started to creep up his chest, gazing at him through your lashes and pressing your lips to the constellation of freckles that were scattered over his chest as he breathed deeply and whined. His body arched toward your face when you flicked your tongue out to trace the ridges of his abs, dipping it into his navel and nuzzling at his happy trail as you kept moving lower.
“Baby, hey.” He reached down to cup your cheek as you rested your chin on his stomach, smiling warmly when you nipped at the pad of his thumb when he traced it along your lips. “I love you so much.”
“Mm, I love you too, puppy.” You leaned into his touch and let your eyes flutter closed for a beat, winking at him when you opened them again before starting to kiss along the just of his hip. “Wonder if there’s freckles on your cock.”
“And you ruined it.” He couldn’t stop from laughing when you blew a raspberry against his thigh, hooking a knee over your shoulder and rolling his hips towards your face while you rubbed your face into the well trimmed hair at his base and breathed deeply.
“What? Love this pretty cock too.” You grinned at him as you grabbed his base and gave him a little shake, humming when you felt him jump in your hand as you rubbed your lips over his leaking tip in a lewd display. “Could look at him all fucking day. Hey, there’s one!”
You licked the freckle you had spotted on the side of his shaft and he hissed, his hips rolling towards your face when you tapped the spongy head of his dick on your cheek as you licked a heavy stripe along his length. Your hand tightened around him and once he was coated in your spit you gave him a slow stroke, choking your grip once you reached his swollen head and making him groan.
Ransom let his eyes flutter closed when you ducked between his legs to mouth at his balls, rolling his heavy sack over your tongue and humming around him as you kept moving your fist over his dick in long tugs. He rested his hand on the back of your head when you hummed again, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure up his spine and making him shiver. You gave one last pull on his full sack with your lips before planting wet kisses up the underside of his shaft, letting his dick rest heavy against your face as he leaked precum all over your cheek and gazed at you with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.
“Unh, baby… shit.” He gave you one of those pretty whines you took his weeping tip in your mouth and moaned, rolling his whole body into your face as you swirled your tongue around him. “God, that’s so fucking good.”
You just hummed agreement as you kept moving your head up and down nice and slow, twisting your head each time and making sure you tasted every bit of him as you kept groaning your satisfaction. It only took four slides of your soft lips over his length before he was sliding down your throat, the leg he had flung over your shoulder wrapping tighter around your back as he whimpered at the feeling of you swallowing around him. He ground his hips up into your mouth when you rubbed your nose into the hair that decorated his base, purring when you gave him a sloppy gag in response but kept your lips tight around him.
One more squeeze of your throat around him and he let out a shout, his hips stuttering against your face as he pumped his cum into your eager mouth. You moaned as you swallowed everything he gave you, rolling his balls through your fingers as you used your tongue to milk him dry.
“Fuck, I really do love this cock.” You grinned up at him when you let him slide from between your lips with a lewd pop, pressing wet kisses all over his hips and thighs as he panted heavily underneath you. “God, you know I can’t get enough of you, puppy.”
“Yeah? It’s mutual.” He let out a small chuckle when you brushed your fingers behind his knee, kicking you playfully as you nibbled at the soft skin of his inner thigh. “That tickles.”
“It’s supposed to.” You squeezed behind his knee and he yelped, trying to squirm away from you and cackling when you blew a raspberry against his hip. “C’mon puppy, I wanna see how many freckles are on that ass. Flip over.”
Ransom squealed when you sank your teeth into his thigh and smacked his tit at the same time, bucking wildly and accidentally flinging you off him so you landed in the water with a shriek. He laughed even harder when you popped back up, spluttering and scowling at him while he just lazed back in the swing.
“That’s what you fucking get.” He chortled when you splashed him, grabbing his drink and taking a sip as you grumbled at him all cute. “Don’t you get all hissy kitty with me, it’s your own fault.”
“You fucking brat.” You growled at him before a wicked grin split your face, Ransom shaking his head and preparing to scold you more as you prowled towards him dangerously.
He didn’t get a chance to say anything before you were lunging out of the water and wrapping your arms around him, making him shout when you dragged him into the water with a massive splash as the two of you grappled. You laughed when he flung you over his shoulder and slapped your ass, squeaking when he bit at your thighs before dropping you back down until your legs were wrapped around his waist.
“You’re the damn brat.” He cooed when you ran your nose against his and purred, your fingers pushing his wet hair out of his eyes while he leaned back so the two of you could float towards the edge. “Let’s go shower and eat, then I think I’m gonna fuck you under the stars.”
Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader (OTP- ninja and puppy)
Words: ~1.5 k
Summary: You and Ransom arrive at the resort and break in your villa.
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (fingering, f receiving oral sex, unprotected vaginal sex, cream pie, dirty pictures, outdoor sex, multiple orgasms), fluff, idiots in love, I’m a big old tease, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!!
A/N: They’re so adorable, you guys!! The fluff with them is going to kill me before the year is out. At least I can take you all with me.
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You couldn’t stop giggling while Ransom nibbled on your jaw as the cart drove you to your villa, slapping his chest playfully when he tried to pull you into his lap as you kept an eye on the driver who was pointedly not looking at you. Apparently your accommodations were well away from the rest of the family, the cart going halfway around the mountain before finally coming to a stop in front of a tucked away villa surrounded by gorgeous trees and flowers.
“Fuck me.” You whistled when you followed the attendant into the foyer, walking all the way back through the open air lounge until you reached the back patio and exclaiming some more. “Shit, look at this view!”
“I see it.” Ransom couldn’t stop staring at you as he walked to join you outside, winding his arms around you from behind and nuzzling at your neck as he let out a pleased hum. “Beautiful.”
“Yeah. Stop, I wanna wash the plane off me before we start fooling around. This is so damn nice.” You slipped off a sandal and dipped your toes into the warm water of the infinity pool, sighing when you looked at the swing that was hanging over the water. “Too nice. I’m gonna have to talk to Harlan about this, we can’t ask him to pay for all this. What, are you gonna pro…”
He couldn’t let you finish that thought, very aware of the ring he’d hidden in his luggage and fighting off a wave of panic. So he did the first thing he thought of and dove into the pool with you still wrapped in his arms while you let out a shriek.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” You slapped his chest and arms as the two of you rose above the water again, shoving him off when he tried to kiss you while he laughed heartily. “You goddamn asshole.”
“What? We’ve gotta break this whole villa in, figured the pool was a good place to start.” He finally caught you and started pressing kisses all over the curve of your neck, grinning when he felt you relax in his arms as the two of you floated lazily in the water. “C’mon, with the sunset and everything? Lemme see how pretty that sweet little pussy looks in this light, bet it’s better than the damn view.”
“You fucking sweet talker.” You couldn’t stop from grinning when he nibbled on your ear, wrapping your body around his as he swam both of you towards the edge of the pool. “You wanna see your girl, puppy?”
“Always, goddamn.” He set you on the edge of the edge of the pool and growled when he struggled to pull your soaked clothes off you, regretting his impulse to jump into the pool now. “She fucking needs me.”
He finally got your leggings and panties off and whined when you spread your legs to frame his shoulders, biting at the insides of your thighs and purring as he watched you throb right in front of his face. You ran your fingers through his wet hair as he started pressing open mouth kisses all over your cunt, slurping up the slick that was leaking out of you with greedy moans as he worked you over methodically.
It hardly took anything for him to get you to the state he wanted you in, your folds puffy and swollen and flushed with heat after only a few minutes of soft attention from him. When he pulled the soft petals of your sex apart and dragged his tongue over your slit in a heavy stripe you collapsed back on your elbows, whimpering pathetically as arousal poured out of you until his face was coated in it.
A deep, appreciative groan made his lips vibrate against you when he dove in deeper, spearing his tongue as far as he could into your tight hole and curling it until he felt you shiver for him. The way his face was pressed against you had his nose rubbing against your swollen clit, the tiny bud throbbing against him as he kept fucking you with his tongue while you rolled your hips into his face.
When he dragged his tongue out of you and replaced it with a nimble finger, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking gently at the same time, your whole body arched violently into his face. The sharp cry that fell from your lips only spurred him on, pushing himself knuckle deep and stroking your walls softly until he found that perfect spot that had your heels thumping against his back.
“Ran, oh god, Ran.” Your thighs snapped close around his ears when he added a second finger, his hand and his lips working in tandem to make your squirm against his mouth. “I’m… I’m gonna… fuck!”
He didn’t even move his face when he muttered “do it” into your cunt, groaning when you started fluttering and pulsing around his fingers as even more sweet nectar flowed out of you to be lapped up by his eager tongue. His fingers kept stroking that sweet spot as you rode it out, making your whole body quake with bliss as you let out a wanton shriek that seemed to echo off the side of the mountain.
As soon as he felt you sag against the deck he was peeling off his soaked sweats in a frenzy, pulling himself out of the water in a rush and stretching his whole body over yours as he smashed his lips to yours desperately while you clutched at his shoulders. There wasn’t any chance for you to even take a breath before he was plunging into you, his hips meeting yours with one vicious thrust that had you crying into his mouth as your limbs wrapped around him on instinct.
“That’s it, my good fucking girl.” He gave a dirty grind against you and you wailed, your nails digging into the bunching muscles of his back as he started slamming into you like a man possessed. “Fuck, I love this hungry little pussy, gonna keep her well fed the whole fucking week. Tell me who she belongs to, baby.”
“Unh… mm… your pussy, Ran.” You tilted your head back and gasped when he slid a hand under your hips and tilted you slightly, the way he was hitting you so fucking deep making it feel like your insides were constantly being rearranged. “Ransom…”
“I know, honey, all mine.” He traced the curve of your jaw with his tongue before pressing wet kisses along the column of your throat, purring when he felt you starting to tremble in his arms. “And this is your fucking cock, so you’d better keep him nice and warm and wet. Come for me, now.”
You let out a hoarse whine as you gave yourself over, your muscles quivering and releasing as you gushed all over Ransom’s cock and squirted against his abs. He sank his teeth into your jaw and growled as he followed you, his hips stuttering as he shot his warm cum against your fluttering walls while you painted desperately underneath him.
When you were finished the two of you collapsed against each other, your chests heaving in complementary rhythms as Ransom nuzzled at the hollow of your throat and let out a quiet hum of satisfaction. You smiled when he moved his face back to yours and rubbed his nose against your own, his cheeks flushed and a slightly wild look in his eyes that was covered up slightly by his hair falling across his face. He was beautiful.
“Don’t move.” He gave you a peck on the lips before rising to his feet, wobbling a little as he wandered to where he had set down his phone while you just laughed softly.
“Ran, seriously?” You were still grinning when he slid back into the water and held his phone carefully above the lapping waves, wading to where you were still spread open obscenely at the edge of the pool. “You and your fucking photos.”
“Don’t act like I didn’t warn you.” He grinned as he nipped at the inside of your thigh, snapping a picture of his cum leaking out of your swollen cunt in the golden evening light and humming appreciatively. “You think you can sit up? I want one with your tits in the shot.”
“Fucking perv.” You nudged his shoulder with your toe as you sat up and leaned on wobbly arms, arching your back in that way he loved as he got his shot and let out a low moan. “So this is gonna be a thing, then?”
“Yep.” He popped the p and tossed his phone back on one of the lounge chairs before pulling you closer, winding his arms around your waist and floating backwards with his lips pressed to yours so the two of you could watch the sun set at the opposite edge of the pool. “I’m thinking we’re gonna a get a shot of that sweet little pussy every hour for the next day, wanna figure out which light she looks best in.”
