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this video is literally my cocomelon

All I’m going to say is: if y’all fucked this up and creeped her off the internet, I want financial compensation😐. It’s fun to have fun but you have to know how and the fact that it’s gotten this bad proves y’all don’t know how. Objectification and harassment is a new low.

Be better.

If she doesn’t come back I swear I’ll crash out. She truly is the cvntiest of us all.

Quick chat.

I hate being the fun police but here goes.

While I do love that so many of you lovelies are enjoying my fics and writing, I have to address some of the things that are being commented/reblogged under my posts.

We’re all here for a silly goofy time but there’s boundaries. Respectfully, all the people telling me in great detail all the ways they fucked themselves to my fics, all the people asking me to roleplay certain stuff with them, need to stop. It’s weird. Having sexual reactions towards my writing is fine but don’t involve me because I’m not some sexual object.

Commenting the regular stuff like “I had a reaction”, “both lips smiled”, “ugh right there”, “great now I’m pregnant”, “I could kiss you”, “raw next question”, or anything like that is FINE (if we’re moots you can say whatever you want I love you) because it makes me smile because i love hearing your feedback and I also find it funny but all that other shit gotta go.

Now onto the problem with my ask box.

Stop spamming and flooding it begging me to drop more parts of anything. There’s so many that I can’t even get to all my previous asks. It’s genuinely harassment at this point and it’s annoying. My salesman series and Clark series are pretty liked on my page and even though I put the Clark fic out only two days ago, the spam asks are already starting.

I’d love to update everything but I won’t especially now since I feel like I’m being swarmed or harassed.

Again, sorry to ruin the fun but it’s getting to be a bit much.

do yall just ever

callum turner was a very good anatole but he would’ve been better if they hadn’t given him that ugly haircut

Heyyyy…..

How y’all doing🤭

Okay so I’m actually going to be back to post some of my favorite edits cause…a butch crash out when TikTok got banned for 12hours so yeah.

Not only that but I just turned 18 last week🤭 and Im so excited to be this age but also scared il not even going to lie though but yeah, I’m back and excited to post again and everything like that❤️

My gosh he’s so fine🤭☺️

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I wanna be fucking next😭💀

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“Touchin’ me, telling me ‘we gotta go’ but this time I need to feel you…”

♡︎.

.♡︎

There’s something about him.

You’ve been noticing this something ever since he fuckedyoutillyousawstars persuaded you to give him all the babies he wants– before, you considered yourself possibly tall, but Bucky is taller; not only that, but he’s much broader than you, his shoulders remind you of mountain ranges and his body is solid, hard, and warm. Your body is caught between that body and the inside of your bedroom door, John’s handsome face tantalisingly close to yours. So close, in fact, that you can see the little flecks of olive green in Bucky’s deep blue irises, and the way his pupils dilate; you can see each crease in his full lower lip, the shadow of stubble on his jaw, the delicate wisps of hair on his forehead…

It almost felt like you couldn’t get pregnant fast enough.

You fist your hands in the front of his shirt, dragging him down to crush your lips together in a messy, open-mouthed kiss. Bucky wastes no time forcing his tongue past your teeth, pushing the your own tongue further back into your mouth as you moan, dutifully sucking the appendage into your mouth and letting your teeth graze over it. It’s obscene, really, with the way your practically fellating Bucky’s tongue. It’s also obscene how not a few minutes ago you were begging him for this exact moment.

Purring so sweetly in his ear all the ways he could take you, knock you up, that you were ovulating fucking Christ…

“Cmon baby, don’t you wanna make me a mommy? See my tits nice and heavy with milk for our baby?” And that’s all he heard before lust took over.

Bucky’s huge hands plunge up under your top, curling around the line of your waist and pulling you so close your bodies are flush against each other. Gasping, John’s thigh bullies its way between your legs. You don’t bother to stop yourself from grinding down against it, panties growing sticky as your stomach warms. Your heartbeat pulses loudly in your ears and throbs between your legs, your mind running away with ideas about how good he could breed you with what’s nestled between his legs and decide to play dirty.

“Please,” you coo, nibbling down on Bucky’s earlobe; the man jerks against you at the light sting, and his cock jumps in his pants as you roll your hips to meet the other’s. “S’what you want right? Let me make you a daddy, wanna be so full of you-”

“Turn around, bend over.”

You don’t want to tear yourself away from John, from his kisses, out of those strong arms – but you do, because you know that what’s coming will be so much better. You brace your hands on the door, arching your back and sticking out your ass clad only in panties, a dark stain spreading over the material from where you’d begun to grow wet. John rumbles in satisfaction from behind you, one hand pushing down your panties and the other pulling down his own trousers to release his thick, flushed cock from its confines. You glance back over your shoulder and his whole body shivers, from your scalp right to your toes, at the sight of it. It’s fat and heavy and huge, wrapped with dark veins that you suddenly very much want in your mouth. You push your ass out more, spreading your thighs and whining, practically humping the air in desperation.

John has to think straight enough for the both of you as you’re smaller than him and he doesn’t want to knock all your screws loose. “Bunny, I need to stre-“ you cut him off the pure want in your voice nearly blinding him.

“Hurry up, please, what you need to do is–,” you break off with a shuddering gasp as Bucky lines up his cock to your entrance and pushes, sliding his slick, fat cock in one stroke. His fingers are bruising against your hips, holding you in place as he tries to stuff in a few more inches. The head of his cock forces its way past the ridge of your hole, stretching it out, soon hitting the hard line of your cervix. The sound that falls from your pretty lips when Bucky’s cockhead kisses your cervix is barely human; it’s high, keening and wanting.

Bucky himself is curled over your body, trying his best to swallow down the immediate urge to ragdoll you. Soaking walls clench tight and hot and hungry around him, drawing sweat to the surface of his skin and causing each muscle in his body to tighten.

“Jesus bunny-!,” John manages to push out between clenched teeth, his eyes riveted on where your bodies are joined as he pulls out. The shaft of his cock is slick with your juices, those succulent folds glowing and swollen and clinging to his cock as though they don’t want to let him go. He pulls out just until the head rests inside your cunt, and then he slams back in, right to the base. His balls slap unforgivingly against your engorged clit and his little minx shudders again, humping your hips back impatiently.

“Fuckmefuckme, God, my pussy needs you so bad,” you gasp out. Legs shaking already, threatening to give out from underneath you; in fact you suspect you would have already fallen had it not been for Bucky’s hands elevating your hips.

“She doesn’t want to let me go,” John groans, body curling over yours as he picks up the pace. “Don’t worry, let me do all the work…I’ll give you what you want.”

You whine and spread your legs further, allowing his cock to pound even deeper into you, splitting apart the sensitive flesh of your pussy and hammering against your womb, pushing time and time again over the sensitive bundle of nerves nestled deep inside you. The bedroom fills obscene sounds: your desperate moaning, the slapping of skin on skin, the squelch of your cunt as Bucky plunges into it. He bites down hard into your shoulder, his hands leaving your hips and moving instead to crawl up your chest, taking two swollen nipples between his fingers and rolling them.

“F-fuck, Buck, n-not – ahn,” you, despite your protest, push your chest further into Bucky’s large, rough hands. You feel smothered, suffocated by him, so surrounded by his scent and his warmth. You’ve been invaded by him. You love it.

John tugs hard on your tits, his fingernails digging into the soft flesh. As he does, your pussy constricts around him and he groans, huffing into the nape of your neck.

“I need you to cum in me,” you whisper deliriously, face flushed and sweaty. “Cum in me, please –,”

Your pussy seems to drool even more at the thought, juices dripping down to the wooden floor you he thrust your hips back to meet John’s bruising thrusts.

“…mhmm, gonna put a baby in you,” John purrs, the thought making him almost feral, bringing him back to his most primal instincts. “Gonna fuck my baby into you, pretty… I want to see you swollen for me, fat with my child…” Then you would really be his, solely and completely, in body and mind and soul as you two would raise the beautiful result of your union. He fucks into you even more brutally, his hand dropping to your soft hips and working furiously at your swollen, raw clit.

At the new touch your back bows and you wail, the sound muffled only by the fingers Bucky shoves in your mouth.

“Do it,” you slur around the your husbands fingers as you suck at them, drooling. His thick fingers probe to the back of your tongue, taking it between them and rubbing it; your big eyes fill with overwhelmed tears and you shut them, giving your over completely to his pleasure. “Give me your babies, do it – oh – I’m so close, daddy –,”

“Cum,” John breathes hot in you ear, teeth closing down on the delicate whorl. “Squirt all over my cock mama.”

That’ll do it.

You cry out against Bucky’s fingers, hips humping wildly up and down his cock. Your body forces itself as far back as it can, bringing as much of Bucky’s cum inside as possible. Your thighs shake violently, one foot lifting off the floor completely as your orgasm wracks through you, eyes flickering back into your skull and you stop hearing. Drool dribbles down your chin, landing in fat drops on the floor as you lap at the fingers in your mouth between wails; your dripping, cunt gushing around the delicious stretch, sucking Bucky’s cock in as far as you can.

John grits his teeth hard, his thrusts growing erratic and messy as he climbs quickly towards his climax. He cums with thunder rolling through his skull, burying himself in the wet mushy heat of your cunt, his balls tightening as he releases load after load after load as deep inside you. His thumb, moving in trembling circles over your clit, sends you into a pretty, twitching, overstimulated mess.

His fingers drop from your mouth, slick and dripping, picking your limp body to the bed and dropping in an exhausted heap.

He’d ask if you needed anything but your already crawling on top of him, legs settling around his waist as you make yourself welcome at Ah La Hotel Egan.

You mumble out baby names as you try to stay awake, swearing you only “need a break, no nap” and John just watches you fondly, gaze full of tenderness.

“…better not get tired old man”, the irony of the yawn that follows makes him laugh, amused. Little did he know, when your twin girls are born, he’ll officially be outnumbered.

“I’ll do my best”.

Let me know what yall want

IM BACK GIRLSSSSSS, with both fine ass man🤭🤭

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𝑰𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔: 𝒐𝒉 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒈𝒐, 𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒙 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒆, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇*𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚, 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌, 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 ✪𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔, 𝒖𝒏𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐-𝒔𝒊-𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑴𝑼𝑪𝑯 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆😭𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 ♡︎!

✩last warning, you really might need to take 15 after reading this😭⚠︎︎

It’s cliché to say that it all started with a kiss but here you are.

Weeks of flirting and spontaneous dates with the official also played a role in leading up to right now. You remember the first time he walked into the infirmary, he was there to check on one of his boys that was admitted earlier and locked eyes with your wide ones. He was an absolute unit, undeniably gorgeous. Roguish and strong, you had no idea eyes could be that shade of blue and you didn’t know you were staring that obviously until he winked at you, making your cheeks flush with heat.

You heard of him but you never saw him so this? It was automatic electricity and conflicting feelings. Your already pounding heart quite literally jumped in your throat as he made his way over to you.

Jesus Christ on a bike, he was tall.

“One kiss from you and every injury I’ve ever had would be all better”, he’s smooth with it, enjoying the way you fidget.

You were pretty, real pretty and he’d try his best to at least get you to let him take you out sometime. He gives you his name and holds out his hand. You’re timid when you tell him your name, placing your hand in his bigger one, his palms rough and warm.

You let out a soft startled gasp when he raises your hand to his lips, looking you in your eyes as he bends and kisses the back of your hand. Strange warmth fills you as you stare back and John knows in that moment he needed to have you.

“Certainly a pleasure meeting you. Hey, later if you’d like, how’s about we go out about the town? Grab a few drinks, get to know each other?” He asks, licking his lips and your eyes follow the motion, acutely aware that he’s still holding your hand before looking back up to his gleaming eyes. Determined not to let your shyness ruin it, you decide to be bold in a way that’ll change your life.

“How’s about an hour from now? I’ll even buy the first round?” John barks out a laugh. Maybe he underestimated you. Nodding along, he smiles.

“An hour from now it is. See ya then, toots” and then he’s gone and you are smitten.

That date as well as the other ones, go wonderfully and he’s not only gorgeous, he’s also funny, witty, charming, strong, and a natural leader. You learn so much about each other and it’s great but you’ve never gotten further than heated kisses.

John didn’t mind since he was simply following your lead, but he couldn’t help but wonder if you were…comfortable, with him.

So one night after seeing a jazz band, you found yourselves back at his room. You were in a fabulous mood, draped across Bucky’s lap as you rambled about how fun it was and what you guys should get up to next when he kisses you, effectively silencing you.

You cup his face, kissing him back as you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. His tongue slides in your mouth and you moan, the sound makes Bucky’s head spin as he moves you so your legs are on either side of him and grinds up against your center.

His hands feel so good all over your body, that same strange warmth surrounds you making you shiver as you pull away with a gasp, resting your forehead against his.

It usually ended like this, you stopped before things went further so John has to know.

“What’s wrong, bunny? S’ it something I’m doing wrong?” He asks you, softly. Nudging his nose against yours and embarrassment fills you. It’s not like you didn’t want him, you’ve just never…. So you don’t exactly know how to go further and the last thing you want is for him to think he’s the problem.

“N-no. I haven’t…or yet-“ you let out a frustrated sigh and try to best convey what you’re trying to say, “nobody’s-er..I mean, I’ve never gotten this far…” your voice trails off and John freezes as it dawns on him. Suddenly your shyness makes a whole new kind of sense and now he’s harder than a full day of 9 hour drills on 45 minutes of sleep when he asks,

“You’re a virgin?”

You duck your face into his chest, shifting in embarrassment. John groans when you move on his erection and you’re struggling with the feelings the sound arises in you.

“Yes..but it’s not for total lack of interest-! I just don’t know how to, you know, and there was never anyone I liked enough to let them-” Bucky cuts you off with a searing kiss, taking your breath away as his tongue ravages your mouth before he pulls away.

“Sorry, shit…,” he clears his throat and your reeling, “if you want to, we can. But if you don’t, that’s fine.” Bucky’s turned on something fierce but he wants you to be comfortable more than anything, so he’s giving you an out.

But you want him, no out needed.

You’re shy when you look up at him through your lashes, making John’s blood hot.

“..and if I want to? And what if I want you to show me?” He sucks in a sharp breath, you were more tempting than you knew, leaning down to whisper against your lips.

“Then I could help…”

This time, you’re the one to kiss him first. The slow, tentative, almost sweet movements of your mouth drive him wild. Bucky sets a hand on your waist and squeezes making a shudder wrack through your body. He kisses you back a little harder and eventually your falling into a easy rhythm, your hips unconsciously rolling into his, moaning in unison at how good he feels bumping into your pussy. You pull away slowly, looking into his eyes as your heart pounds.

“What now?” Bucky curses at how innocent you sound, needing him to show you. Suckling wet kisses down your throat, you gasp when he rasps a deep ‘lay down’ in your ear.

Pillows surround you as you look up at his broad body on yours, clenching your thighs together with nerves filling you. John raises to his feet to undress, getting completely naked and your dizzy as you take him in.

Crawling back on top of you, he’s back to kissing your neck, hot tongue laving over your cleavage. Your back arches and you whine at him. He tugs the hem of your dress and you nod eagerly. You’re naked in less than a minute with him licking down your body as you melt under him, breathless cries of pleasure spilling from your throat.

Bucky’s hands are everywhere, setting your body on fire before spreading your legs. Looking at your tight, dripping hole, and you look utterly delicious.

“You’re so perfect, bunny. So wet f’me…anyone ever kiss you here?” You’re shaking due to how anxious you are but you’ve never wanted anything more.

“No…no one’s t-touched me there”, Bucky groans and can’t hold back anymore, mind gone as he swallows you whole.

He doesn’t give you time to adjust to the sensations before he’s licking you up and thrusting his tongue inside your sopping cunt, mouth moving in tandem with his sucks. Pleasure ricochets through you sharp enough to leave you gasping for air.

“Oh god!” You cry out for him, fingers twisting in the sheets. “Buckyy-! Please!”

You don’t even know what you’re begging for but Bucky seems to and he can’t ignore your request, not when you’re breathing it so sweetly below him, voice wavering, syllables drawn out as though you can’t quite stop herself. He continues slipping his tongue in and out of you, jaw widening as he curls it up inside you. You’re beyond wet and the taste of you is sharp in his mouth, filling his senses and his cock with its headiness. He feels your thighs shaking on either side of his head, the muscles twitching as you raise your hips and meet his thrusts halfway, and he knows you won’t last long.

When he draws his tongue out, you sigh, the sound high and almost keening, but it turns silent as he slides his mouth over your clit and sucks gently. It drives him half-mad to know he’s giving you so much pleasure and it’s his own selfishness that compels him to slip two fingers inside of you, battering his thick fingers right against somewhere you never even felt before and watch you fall apart.

“What-! Oooh-oh my GOD! Bucky!” You moan his name, drawing it out as you jerk and push against his mouth and hand, coming with a squeeze of the muscles around his fingers until you drop your hips back to the bed, body slumped in pure exhaustion.

He pulls away, dropping a kiss to the knee over his shoulder before slotting himself between your thighs. Sliding himself in your juices.

“How do you feel, angel?” He coos and you’re in heaven. You feel so good you worry you’ll float away before you can go all the way.

“So good…you feel so good”, your honeyed voice praises him before motioning him down for another heated kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue as the muscle fills your mouth until he’s pulling away.

“Good. Now, I go inside of you. It’ll probably hurt a bit at first but after, it’ll feel so good,” he pauses at the worried look that crosses your face when he says hurt but he’s quick to soothe you, “but if you want me stop at any time, just say the words. Okay, sweetness?”

Taking a deep breath, you nod and Bucky holds your hand as he slides in.

It burns.

The pressure alone makes you lose your breath while you grip his hand, scrunching your eyebrows through the seemingly never ending stretch.

Bucky leans down to suckle at your sweet spot behind your ear, bottoming out as you gasped and shivered beneath him. Rolling his hips softly into yours to slowly get you used to the intrusion, he closes his eyes to try and calm himself. You were so soft and warm and so goddamn wet, choking his cock with your walls.

You shift your hips up to get comfortable, making Bucky hit your clit with each rock and you choke. The simmering heat suddenly boiling, while you squeal, getting his attention.

“Move, please”, and he’s unsure.

“Move?”

“Yes! More-!”

You’re cut off as he suddenly pulls out before slamming back in, the fat head of his cock kissing your g-spot with each thrust, you’re leaking like a faucet. You really didn’t need to tell him twice. He’s been wanting to fold you in half the minute he laid eyes on you in the med center.

Gripping your hips in both hands he draws out his cock, greasy and dripping in a mix of your juices, until only the head is spreading your deliciously raw hole open. Then he slams in, hard, sending the most gorgeous shriek rolling from his pretty nurse’s tongue. Your body shakes with dry, heaving sobs, insides fluttering and clenching impossibly tight.

“John, so-s m’ ah! Biiiig!” Your slurred voice drawls listlessly. The pleasure has your mind fading. As soon as Bucky laid hands on you, your brain had switched off, leaving you registering only the most carnal of sensations. Your fingers grapple weakly at the bed, floating away entirely.

You’ll never be the same after this. You don’t want to be. Is this what you were missing?

John groans over your, powerful hips starting up an unforgiving pace. With each thrust you grow limper, melting like warm cream beneath his hands.

“John,” you whine, thrusting his hips back against the bruising thrusts. “So good, please, deeper –,”

“Yeah? Whatever you want, y’ so good f’me baby,” Bucky growls. He grips your hips and bends himself over the your pliant form, using his weight to drive the full force of his thrusts deep into your spasming pussy, licking a rough, wet stripe from your erect nipples to your neck. At the shift of angle you let out a weak scream, shoulders shuddering. “You were made for me.” All his. “Say it baby…”

“I was made for you!” You cry, voice hoarse. “I think-! S-somethings! I’m-unghh –,”

“Fuck-! Just like that baby, wet my dick up..”

And just like that you’re cumming. Clenching so tight he can’t breathe.

John’s mouth hangs open as he gasps for air, drawing deep, ragged pants as he fucks hard and fast into you, sweat coursing over his skin. He’s coming then, melting along with you.

His muscles pull tight while he fills you up as he feels you cum again below him; for all the life he just railed out of you, he half expects you to begin foaming at the mouth, but all that spills from your pretty lips is drool. Your cute face contorted in pleasure, hair glowing and dishevelled, body shining and slick with sweat and cum as you twitch beneath him, hips humping wildly on his cock, spraying that sweet liquid, drenching you both to the point where you’re dripping all over the bed.

A sound leaves you – soft and breathy – as he slips out of your dripping hole, pulling you on top of him, waiting for you to catch your breath.

It’s a while until your soul finds its way back to your body, but when it does, you’re beaming at him drowsily from ear to ear. John huffs out a chuckle, leaning up to kiss you between your eyes. Asking the same question as earlier.

“How do you feel? Anything hurtin’?”

You shake your head and snuggle back into his chest, relaxed like never before.

“Mmmhm, I’m good. Great, even..sleepy too.” He hums, he could’ve figured that.

“Then sleep, sweet girl. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

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“C’mon, baby. It’s okay…”

The softness of Joe’s raspy voice in your ear makes you shiver as he tries to coax you to open your legs.

You don’t know why you were being so shy since this whole thing was your idea.

“I like your eyes on me…”

Was what you said late on night when he had climbed through your window for a impromptu visit just to catch you in the middle of changing and was immediately remorseful until you told him that it was okay, that you didn’t mind; in fact, he was more than welcome to watch you finish getting ready. So he did. There was something so sensual and strange about it that he couldn’t keep from asking..

“What else would you let me watch you do?”

That’s how you ended up here.

Naked back against his chest, legs hooked over his, with your ass snug against his clothed erection while he looked down over your shoulder as you touched yourself for him…or tried to.

Shyness had hit you last minute and even though you were wet and beyond excited to have his exact attention on you, you couldn’t get yourself to fall off that edge. You just couldn’t get over how you’d look, the mess, if he’d like the theory more than the practice.

Joe’s groan jolted you out of your thoughts as he cupped your tits, rolling the stiff nubs between his fingers before sucking hotly at your throat.

Wet gasps spill from your mouth, warmth rolling over in waves so strong that you don’t even notice when you start rolling your hips into your hand, thumbing messily at your clit and you quickly lose yourself.

But your hand gets tired from how many times you almost got yourself there before it faded and you whine in frustration. Joe’s watching you with rapt attention. Soft skin, prettily arched back, stiff peaks on your breasts just begging to be in his mouth while desperate noises fell from yours.

“Let me help you, angel”. Whispering against your lips as he tilts your chin up, his other hand trailing down to rest on top of yours and he’s reeling at how he can already feel your wetness without his fingers even close to being inside you.

You’re fighting internally because you know he could help. He’d be the best helper, actually. And even in the face of your reservations, he’d been so patient…which only served to make him hotter. Almost as if he was sensing your struggle, Joe leans down to kiss your cheek, effortlessly melting you.

“Please, sweets…can I see?”

And that’s all it takes to have your legs dropping open while his hand instantly drops to your heat, the thick fingers get slathered in your arousal right away. You let out a throaty moan at the gritty hiss Joe breathes in your ear as he lightly smacks your exposed clit, sticky strings clinging to his fingers.

“Mmm-fuck….you’ve made a mess, hmm?” Reducing you to a puddle as he coos lowly in your ear.

The response you had gets swiped straight from you when he dips his fingers between your soaked lips, dragging them up to the focus of your need. Still, his touch wasn’t picking up enough, and you needed more. “Faster,” you whine out, as you wrap an arms around his neck and pulling him back to the crook of your neck as he watches his fingers fuck in and out your dripping cunt. It felt so amazing, pleasure lighting through you and you cry out.

“Shh, I know. I’ll give you what you need,” he drawled, wet fingers thrusting into you with increasing speed. The arousal in his voice set your skin tingling, before another loud, wanton moan was torn from you when he began circling your clit in slick, firm circles. Even your own touch had never been this good.

Every noise you made, every involuntary jerk of your hips, spurred him on faster, to give you more.

Joe could feel his cock leak as your cries turned to wails the closer you got. Crooking his fingers every slide in, pounding the sensitive nerves inside your twitching cunt so deliciously that you white out, so overstimulated by the force of your own orgasm, you gush. Liquid spraying out around the digits stuffed in your tight hole. He pulses watching tears roll down your hot cheeks as he slows his hand to a soft caress, easing up on your nub, helping you ride out your orgasm until you go slack against him.

Slowly taking his fingers out, he brings them to his mouth, sucking on them and moaning as your taste hits his tongue. He looks down at your limp form and thinks that this is when you look prettiest.

Slick and sated.

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I may or may not have re-read this over 4 times and ate every last thing on her cause bitch🤭, had tears in my eyes and everything😭

Order➬ 1 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝒘 𝑬𝒎𝒎𝒂!𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒎 (𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍) @charmingballoon

“𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕? 𝑮𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕!” “𝑶𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏.”

𝑰𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔: 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒎 𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒕, ✪𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 ¯\_)ツ)_/¯

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You hated him.

That’s what you told yourself whenever you’d see him. You knew of his reputation and decided right away that no matter what, you would not allow yourself to be swept up and enthralled by him.

So ending up, alone, in the drawing room with him was truly by complete mistake.

“Surely you can’t find me so insufferable that you refuse to even entertain me in conversation?” His light jab irks you as you scowl at his handsome face.

“You can entertain yourself just fine. You need not my audience.”

The pure ice in your tone draws him to you like a moth to a flame. He’s noticed you long before now but it was clear off the bat that you didn’t care for him in the slightest. So naturally, he couldn’t resist being around you. Following you at the latest ball as you flitted into an empty room filled with billiard tables.

All you wanted was space from all the heavy perfumed bodies but now you want to leave all together. Irked and aroused by his insufferable presence, you mouth off at him, fed up with how haughty he always seemed to be. Especially since you knew that he knew of your dislike of him.

“Just who do you think you are?!” You shout at him. Frank only smirks as he replies.

“Frank Churchill, pleasure to be acquainted my lady”, he pauses and his easygoing attitude makes you want to jump him, “if I may, why do you hate me so fiercely?”

You gape at him in shock because there’s no way he’s being serious. Looking into his breathtaking deep blue eyes, you give him your full opinion.

“I think the reason is quite obvious. You walk with the highest instep in mankind, you’re too used to everyone falling over you and rumor has it you go through the messiest flings”, he simply listens and waits for you to finish, driven to have you now even more.

“…and to top all that, you’re face is pleasant enough to make one startle with each look at you which is most infuriating-“ the amused look on his face makes you quiet as you realize what you said as you glare at him.

If looks could kill…

“Ah~ How good I will sleep at night knowing you find me pleasant to look at”, he purrs, coming into your space. Heat creeps up your neck but you refuse to give him the satisfaction.

“I don’t care how you sleep! Actually, you know what?!”

“Tell me what.”

“You can go kiss it!”

He hums before leaning down to your face, full lips close to yours as he whispers.

“Open your legs so I can.”

He captures your lips in a heated kiss as soon as you snap your head up, plump lips move passionately against yours and you moan when he licks into your mouth. Gasping as he lifts you onto one of the tables you rush to gather your dress, huffing indignantly.

“Just like that? Don’t you think you’re being too easy?”, you taunt him even though your one to talk, Frank laughs in response as he kneels, cooing at your wet panties before slipping them off.

“I am merely honoring your wishes to “kiss it”. You can hold my hand if it’s too much.” Before you can snap at him again, he’s licking a broad stripe up your pussy and your head drops back, a wrecked moan escaping your chest.

You’re so wet already, soft skin shiny-slick and flushed with arousal, Frank slides his hands up to your hips to hold you still, but you keep twitching up, trying to fuck against his tongue while he laps over you in broad strokes.

The sounds coming from your mouth make him think that you’ve loved him all his life as you moan his name, swept away with how good he’s making you melt under him.

You cry out when he wraps his full lips around your swollen clit and sucks, keeping up a steady rhythm of hard and soft suction while you grip his hand. The noises spilling out of your mouth pitch into high, frantic, almost distressed trills, your clit a pulsing nub between Frank’s soft lips. He stops sucking, just to flick the tip of his tongue against you a couple times, reveling in your sweet whines.

And then he pulls back with a soft kiss to the aching nub. You tighten your hand on his hard, and tilt your hips up as much as you can with Frank’s firm hold on you, keeping you down.

“You miserable tease,” your voice breaking a little when he licks around your entrance.

“You teased me first,” Frank says, teasing around your hole with his tongue, smirking a little when he can feel you clenching, trying to draw him in.

You don’t have time for this. You’re wet beyond belief and you can’t think straight long enough to argue.

“Poor thing,” he says, pointing his tongue and fucking you with it until you’re writhing under him, harsh pants edged with almost-groans making your chest heave under your tight laced corset. “You fancy me quite a lot, don’t you darling?” he asks, when he pulls out, and you full-on whine.

“Please,” you say, clutching at Frank’s hair- not trying to move him anymore, just grasping because you need to hold onto something. “Please, Frank.”

“I adore when you beg,” he tells you, dragging his tongue slow and torturous over up your soaked cunny, pausing just before he gets to your clit just to make you whine again.

He puts his mouth on you again. This time with intent and your wild beneath him. Fingers clasped tightly in his that he’s sure your knuckles are white, hips moving so frantically you’re almost bucking him off. Frank’s close himself, the smell of you thick and sweet in his nostrils, taste of you heady on his tongue, the sweet friction as he humps against the air.

“I - please, please, I - oh,” you babble; Frank sucks so hard his cheeks hollow out, letting his tongue rub against the achy-hard nub of your clit until you jerk your hips so hard you do knock him off, practically sobbing as you cum.

Your fingers tighten even more in his hair while you jerk under him, the desperate relief in your breathy sobs pushing him right over the edge. Frank rests his forehead against your thigh, gasping through it as his cock jerks in his pants.

You pet his hair with shaky fingers, breathing slowly returning to normal. Frank waits for the buzzing in his head, the heaviness in his limbs to subside a little before he stands up, leaning over your slack form in smug amusement. Everything about what just happened was beyond improper but you let it happen because you like him. The revelation fills him with unbridled glee.

“Shall I assume my kiss was to your liking?”

Me personally I would have to fight them reports cause bitch😭, how the fuck you know I’m in a love triangle💀😭, but again I love the fucking drama🤭

Co-Stars turned Lovers A Callum Turner love story

Chapter 2: "Falling behind"

Pairing: Callum Turner x Fem!Bestfriend!Actress!Reader

Word count: 3.7k

Warnings: angst, reader feels down, Callum and reader's relationship is on pause, special guest: Barry Keoghan, hurt to comfort, reader feels left out, long talks with Austin + some smexy tension, PLOT TWIST, fluff, reader goes out with Austin and has fun... enjoy!

PARTIALLY EDITED<33

Summary: {In this chapter, reader finds herself in her thoughts after being out with friends. All of her friends are falling in love and she's falling behind... Her feelings for Callum slowly fading away but she will have to face the fact that she can't have it all...}

THIS CHAPTER IS BASED ON THIS SONG:

Previously on Co-Stars turned Lovers...

That night was a night you've never forgotten but what you were completely oblivious too was that that night was unforgettable to Callum too.

He thought about that night everyday he looked at you... everytime he touched you... everytime he sees lip gloss coat your full lips.

It plagued his mind like a virus corrupting a humans mind. He wanted you badly but he knew he couldn't have you. He couldn't ruin this relationship he had with you, this beautiful friendship, but goddamn were you addicting.

you and Callum were polar opposites yet destined to be together...If only you two could open your eyes and see what is right in front of you.

You and him were made for each other, you just needed to find each other. Like two lost souls searching for a purpose. Like the Earth and the Moon, they look platonic but one can't live without the other. Destined to fall in love either way.

Love, fate, and desire... Something you two need to give into in order to find yourselves.

You were out to brunch with a couple of your friends from high school. You guys were a tiny knit group, just the four of you, together all the time and never breaking up.

The one thing you hated about being in this group was... you were the only one without a man. You were 32 years old and still to this day haven't found a man.

The main problem was because nobody met (Callum's standards) your standards. They weren't like Callum. Another main reason was because you never really wanted to do that dating thing, going online then meeting up with them only to find out there a total dick.

It was sad though, it still broke your heart. Vanessa would have a funny story to tell about her husband, Sandra always had gossip about these guys at her boyfriends job, and Stacy would always have something to say about her husband and his family and how spectacular they were.

Whilst you, you never had anything to contribute to the conversation. They would ask you about work and if you've gotten a role or a casting call but never, EVER will they ask you if you have a man unless you bring it up.

Because they know. They know you haven't gone out to find one, they know your phone has zero messages or notifications from a dating app about how you and some random named dave matched.

They know that you're stuck up on one man and one man only.

"Did you hear me?" a muffled voice said. You look up and realize they are all staring at you. Vanessa was next to you with a hand on your shoulder (she was the one that spoke) and Sandra and Stacy were in front of you with worried looks on their faces.

"Huh, what did you say?" you ask with confusion. You chuckle and speak again, "Sorry, I was zoned out badly wasn't I." When you realize that that didn't exactly lift the mood your smile fades and you clear your throat.

"I said, when are you gonna tell him?" Vanessa repeats her previous statement. "Huh, tell who what?" you ask confused.

"Callum silly!" she says with a smile. Your eyes widen and she laughs. "Hi! Hello, do you remember who I am? Awkward me could never tell him I love him." you respond taking a sip of your lemonade.

"Oh please, you already tell him you love him, you need to tell him you're in love with him. There's a difference." she ends in a sing songy voice.

"yea well even if I did do that, he doesn't feel the same." you say with your head down.

"EXCUSE ME!" Stacy yells out. "Do I need to remind you of the story you told us about a thousand times? "OMG Callum kissed me last night and we were all alone!" Do you remember now?" She says with a scrunched up look on her face, her eyes narrowed at you in an accusing manner.

"That was not what I said at all Stacy... I said that we were a bit tipsy and he called me beautiful and then kissed me. He immediately apologized and we both forgot about that night like it was nothing." You say with your head in your hands.

"Babes, that was clearly not nothing." Sandra says. "There's no way being a little tipsy makes you all lovey dovey and kiss someone like that. You remember us in our college days. Being tipsy doesn't make you do bold moves like that."

You shake your head, "well then if he was still in his right mind, why didn't he confess his feelings right then and there? Why apologize and make a deal to forget it ever happened?" You counter to her argument.

"Maybe he's scared? Doesn't wanna ruin a good friendship and make it awkward if you didn't feel the same?" Stacy responds.

"Or maybe he's a pussy." Vanessa says. You all look at her shocked. Stacy is shaking her head while you and Sandra are just staring at her.

"What!? it's a fact though isn't it?" she defends. You all shake your heads. "Anyways..." Stacy says, "He's doing the same thing your doing. Testing the waters and as soon as he feels he's going too far, he overthinks and then shuts down."

"Stacy does have a point girl. Communication is always key in a relationship. That's how me and Brad got through are arguments so well. A majority of the time is was over a lack of communication." Sandra says.

"Yea but you guys were already in a relationship. You both have already gone through that stage of getting to know each other. Me and Callum have known each other for years now, and still I don't know how to approach him. I feel like if I put all that on him, he'll get scared and leave me. I've become to attached to him for him to leave me..." You say sadly with tears in your eyes.

Before anyone can say anything, you get a phone call. "It's uhm it's Barry, I gotta take this." You say wiping away the tears that escaped.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Are you busy right now?" He asks.

"Nope, I'm just out with friends. Why? What's wrong Bare?"

"Nothing, just wanted to talk to you about Callum, can you come over? If not we can stay on the phone?" He says

"Yea, I kinda can't leave right now but I can stay on the phone. What about Callum?"

"Well he's uhm-" before barry could finish you hear yelling over the phone.

"CALLUM CALM DOWN!" You know who's voice that is, it's Austin's.

"uh barry, what is going on?"You say chuckling over the phone as you pace around the outside of the cafe.

"So yea, your not the only one with separation anxiety. Callum has been crying and screaming for the past three hours because he misses you. We got off our plane about 5 hours ago and then he saw you on the billboard about 3 hours ago and now he's been crying about wanting to hold you ever since."

You laugh out loud and laugh the happiest most genuine laugh you have laughed in hours. Soon you get an incoming facetime call from Barry and you see Callum's eyes immediately.

"Hi loveee! It's you! Why aren't you here?? COME HERE NOW! I need you please!!!! Your my pookie! is that how you say that word? pookie? poooookie?! ha!" he says over the phone.

"I'm coming Callum, don't worry. Barry! I'll be there shortly ok? Just hang on folks." you respond with a smile on your face.

You hang up the phone and go back inside the cafe. The girls all look at you with worried expressions yet again.

"I have to go, Barry needs me to help him with something." You say with a small smile on your face.

"To help with something or someone?" Vanessa says with a smile on her face.

"Oh shut up! Bye girls! I'll talk to you guys tomorrow!" you yell out and wave.

You walk to your car, get in and turn on the radio hoping it will bring you good spirits.

The moment you turn it on a lovely upbeat melody begins.

"Moved out to a new city, June is dawning down on me."

you listen to the lyrics closely as you back out of the parking lot.

"And all that I can find, A sickly romance in the air. Lovers stroll without a care in sight, ooh this can't be right..."

You shake your head, "Sure is." you say while driving. You turn it up a little more.

" 'Cause the sun's engaged to the sky. And my best friend's found a new guy"

"wow. these lyrics hit deep, why does this relate to me so much." you say sadly.

"I'm only getting older I've never had a shoulder to cry on, Someone to call mine"

"Everybody's falling in love and I'm falling behind"

You turn off the radio and sink in your seat as you ease up to a red light.

You think about what the lyrics said and about how your life is going versus your friends lives.

you turn the radio back up and listen some more.

"Touched the ocean, fell right in Stepped outside and burned my skin My life won't go my way."

That part is very true. Your life just doesn't seem to go your way, especially in the love aspect of it.

"Bossa nova in my room Hope that I'll find someone too to love Because"

"The sun's engaged to the sky And my best friend's found a new guy I'm only getting older"

You are only getting older. You're 32 and still haven't found someone to call yours.

"I've never had a shoulder to cry on Someone to call mine Everybody's falling in love and I'm falling behind"

You start to cry as your thoughts overwhelm you, speeding the car up by stepping on the gas a little harder.

"Everybody's falling in love Everybody's falling in love, oh Everybody's falling in love but me"

you hear the last of the melody before you finally reach Barrys house. You just sit in the driveway head on the steering wheel as you cry your heart out.

You hated this, god how much you hated this. Seeing your friends in happy relationships while your sitting here suffering. Suffering from the fact that you are falling behind.

Suffering from the fact that every time you look at Callum, you get butterflies. Every time he touches you, your skin burns with love for the rest of the day.

You don't get that feeling with anyone else. You used to get that feeling with Austin, but then he found a girlfriend. Yea they broke up and you could always go to Austin but you don't wanna do that to him

You don't wanna ruin a good friendship where everything is pink and white. Love fucking sucks. Maybe you do need to talk to someone about this. Austin! Austin! Austin!

A little voice is telling you to talk to the person you trust and love the absolute most(apart from Callum).

You wipe the tears from your eyes and the smudged mascara on your eyes and walk towards the door.

You knock and to your lovely surprise it's Austins face. Also to your surprise, his face is sad.

"Austin?" You ask grabbing his face. "What's wrong?" you say with a sad frown on your face.

"I should be asking if your ok?" he says. Your face obviously contorts into one of confusion choosing to push all your feelings down.

"what do you mean?" you ask confused. He pulls his phone out and it shows an article that was posted 35 minutes ago. It has a photo and video link posted below. You begin to read the article...

Y/N Y/L/N SEEN CRYING OUTSIDE OF A CAFE WHILE ON THE PHONE, SHE IS HEARD SAYING CALLUM TURNERS NAME AND AUSTIN BUTLERS NAME: Many say that y/n y/l/n was crying while on the phone. She was heard and seen by many fans and people who stood on the sidelines. What could have possibly occurred to make actress and famous award-winning woman cry. Well many witness took videos and pictures that are all linked below. Could this possibly be a love triangle between her, Callum Turner and Austin Butler? Could she be crying because she doesn't know what to do? Well, stay tuned as they are being interviewed tomorrow by the one and only JIMMY FALLON: ON THE TONIGHT SHOW!

you read the end and your eyes are wide the entire time after you finish reading the article.

Austin puts his hand down and tucks his phone in his pocket. He looks at you. "I don't care about the love triangle why were you crying?" he asks.

"You may not care Austin but I do, it doesn't matter why I was crying and that so called video was weeks ago! I wore that outfit 2 weeks ago! Does that look like the outfit i'm wearing today? Fucking love triangle!? Are you fucking kidding me!?" you say throwing your hands up.

"I've already had the most shitty day ever and now this!? Why honestly can't I just be left alone? THIS IS FUCKING INSANE!"

Austin stands there looking at you. "Oh don't gimme that look Austin!" you yell out.

"what? what look y/n?" he says lowly. You stare at him and make eye contact for the longest time it felt as if time just stopped.

"I honestly d-don't know. Your giving me two looks. One looks like i'm fucking insane and the other look..." you trail off.

"what's the other look?" he asks with an eyebrow raised as he turns around to close the front door behind him leaving the both of you standing outside.

"Like i just hung up the moon and all the stars in the sky." you say breaking eye contact and looking at your feet.

"Maybe it's both." he says with a shrug. You look up at him with wide eyes and blink. 'What did he mean by that?' you thought. Before you could say anything Barry walks out with a tired and annoyed look on his face.

"You. And You. Inside. Now. Before I Pew pew him and myself." he says in his accent that you found just so adorable.

Austin chuckles and opens the door motioning for you to go in first.

"In you go M'lady." he says with a smirk on his face. You smile and walk in. You remove your shoes and walk over to where Callum is sitting on the couch.

"Hey Callum." you say with a smile, but when you say it he doesn't respond. As quickly as the smile came on your face is as quickly as it left.

You look at Austin and mouth 'did he see it?' and Austin nods yes. You sigh and look back at him. He doesn't even look at you. 'Why should he be mad, your the only one that should be pissed here.' you thought. It just wasn't making any sense.

Maybe Vanessa was right, Callum is being a pussy and you couldn't take it anymore, your finally realizing you can't have it all.

Maybe it's ok to be falling behind...

"You know what. Let's just cut to the chase." You say standing up and going to the front blocking the tv from Callum's view.

"We all saw the stupid article, ok? So Callum stop acting like a fucking baby about it. I don't know why you possibly could be upset or whatever batman broody mood your having but let's get one thing clear. Maybe 2 things."

Austin leans against the wall and Barry sits on the coffee table next to Callum.

"Number 1: That video was from 2 weeks ago. That isn't a new video. Number 2: I'm done being stereotyped because I have male friends and it's all "Oh there totally fucking" or "Yea no there definitely in love!" Like no were not! So if you and you know." You say pointing to Callum and Austin, "That we are not a thing and we are not dating, why is it affecting you so much." you say pointing to Callum again.

"Barry calls me over here for you, I finally get here and I get what the silent treatment? We all have an interview tomorrow and you wanna sit here in your fucking feelings cause of what? Me crying?" you say with a bitter laugh.

"I love all of you. Your my boys! But right now you feel like strangers to me. Especially you Callum. So if. you wanna be. on non-speaking terms and put this talk or friendship on pause by all means! Cause I can't keep doing these mixed feelings and one second your happy and wanna see me and the next you can't even look at me."

There's silence in the room for a. whole minute and you shake your head and scoff, "I fucking knew it. Well bye Barry, it was nice seeing you and hearing from you. Bye Austin, I'll text you later." You say before walking out of the door and slamming it.

You walk to your car and get inside. You don't turn it on you just sit there and breath. You feel like crying but what's the point. Your done. Done with Callum, done with those stupid feelings.

It's time to move on cause you can't have it all.

*knock knock!

You look up and turn towards the window. You see Austin's face and give him a weak smile before rolling down your window.

"Hi princess." he says. A nickname he's given you since you first started filming Masters of the air.

"Hi my prince." you say adding onto the little joke. He smiles at you and you wanna cry.

Callum used to smile at you just like that... God you have to get Callum out of your head!

"I know, you know. That your in love with him." Austin says as he fiddles with your steering wheel.

Your eyes widen at his confession and you proceed to talk. "How do you-"before you can even finish he interjects.

"It's obvious y/n. The way you look at him. The way. your eyes light up whenever he's mentioned in. a conversation or how giddy. you get whenever you talk about him." He explains.

"I's that obvious?" you say lowly.

"Your that oblivious? Everyone sees it. Why do you think the whole world believes your dating? They know what it looks like when someone is in love."

"But that leaves m-me and you... The whole love triangle thing. The fans never catch us together and only a few ship us together." You say oblivious to the truth.

"You know what I said about the way you look at Callum?" He says and you nod slowly trying to understand where he's going.

"It's the way I look at you..." He says looking away from your eyes. Your eyes widen with realization.

"Oh Austin... get in the car, we're going for a drive." you say smiling at him.

He shows confusion but your eager and motion for him to get in the passengers seat.

He runs to the other side and gets in. The both of you drive in silence for about 5 minutes before you say something.

"Austin...You know you didn't have to hide it from me right?" you say taking a glance at him.

He looks at you while your driving and pulling in to a McDonalds drive thru. "Yea I know, but you like someone else, sorry no, you love someone else. How can I get in the way of that especially when it's two of my best friends?" he says as you pull up to the board to order.

"Hold that thought ok? Hiii can I get Quarter Pounder with cheese please, and A large fry with a cola and a vanilla cone please?" You ask. The lady repeats the order and asks, "Is that all for you today?"

you look at Austin and ask, "Do you want your usual Austin?" He stares at you and smiles. "I'll take that as a yes!" you say with a chuckle.

"No, can I also get a double cheeseburger with a large fry and a lemonade with a chocolate chip cookie please? That's all!" you say with a smile.

She tells you order total and tells you to pull up to the window. You roll up your window again and turn to Austin as you sit in the line.

You guys pull up to the window and you give the lady your card and grab your food before you pull into the parking lot and turn off the car.

"Well I mean your my celebrity crush you know that? You've been my crush since Elvis, not even! Since like Sharpay's fabulous adventure." you admit.

His eyes widen as he takes a bite of his fry. "There's no way, your insane!" He says with a laugh which causes you to laugh with him.

"Yep!" you say stuffing your face with fries. "I've like been obsessed with you ever since then. Was always so excited to meet you and one day, I got to see you, and that was when like 14 year old me's dream came true. I got to act on screen with you for the first time." You say with a smile on your face.

"I never knew that. You just make me love you more every day you know that?" Austin admits to you as he looks out the window. He eventually turns to you as he takes a sip of his lemonade to wash down his food.

"Austin..." you say before he cuts you off. "I know I know, can't admit my feelings for you, I know." He says lowly and slowly.

"Austin..." you try to say but again he cuts you off. "How am I supposed to do that though? I mean your just like so gorgeous and like one of the best things that's ever happened to me. What can I do to change your mind y/n? Hmm? I just need to know how you fee-" he's cut off with you grabbing his face and kissing him.

His eyes are wide until they flutter closed and relish in the feeling of your mouth on his.

From what feels like hours is only minutes and you guys pull away and his eyes are still closed.You open your eyes and giggle at his reaction.

"Does that answer your question Austin?" you say with a smile on your face. His eyes open and he smiles back at you.

"Yea, but what about Callum?" He asks. You smile even wider now. "Austin, baby, I wanna forget about being in love with him all together! I want you know, why chase after a man who doesn't want me clearly and can't get his priorities straight when I have a man who loves me for me and sees me and is someone I've had a crush on since 2011." You say laughing and smiling with him.

He grabs your face and kissed you again. "Hey y/n?" He whispers out.

"Yea Austin?" you whisper back with a content smile on your face. "Wake up." he says.

You pull away and when you look at him with confusion, real you shoots up out of bed and wakes up realizing it was all a dream...

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X

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“Cmon bun, I didn’t catch it the first time.”

Damn he was such a bastard.

You know there’s a high chance you’ll never live this down but you’re too wet to care.

Pinned underneath his body as he teased you, John’s thick fingers stuffed inside your dripping cunt while they’d lightly graze that spot inside you but never hard enough to get you off, just keeping you on edge and under his thumb. Literally.

What he wanted was simple. Lately, when you’d be having sex, he felt like there was something you were holding back, something that could send you to cloud nine and he needed to know what that something was.

Bucky knew he couldn’t be sweet and get it out of you, no. You were too stubborn so you’d never tell. The only option left was slow torture.

Luckily for him, endurance was never your thing so within the first hour of being stripped naked and played with, you broke muttering your embarrassing truth.

“S-spit in….my m-mouth..”

The way Bucky’s eyebrows jumped to his hairline made you wish the sheets would swallow you whole.

“I’m sorry, where did you want me to spit?”

Now he was just being an ass.

You throw your head back with a whine, fighting tears. You needed to cum. The ache was starting to become almost unbearable, clit throbbing so hard it bordered on pain. And it was hot too, only adding to your frustration.

Going to open up your mouth to argue some more, you cut off with a gasp when Bucky suddenly takes his fingers out.

“W-what are y- oooh!” Your voice breaks off to a sharp moan as Bucky slaps his thick cock between your swollen pussy lips, hitting your clit as he slides back an forth, the intense pleasure overwhelming you as you become lightheaded. Fuck, you could cum like this.

Before you get too far, John stops and lowers his face to yours. Blown blue eyes meet your hazy ones as he brushes his full lips over yours, speaking lowly.

“So wet..must ache, huh?” John can see your resolve disappearing almost completely so he keeps going. “Tell me what you want so I can give it to you.” Fuck it, you need to come. “I’ll always give you want you want, pretty..jus’ gotta tell me.”

Nodding, you lift up to capture his mouth in a deep kiss, opening your mouth before he pulls away.

“Now, where do you want me to spit?” He rasps against your lips, and you don’t care anymore. You’d tell him the secrets of the president if it would get your screws knocked loose.

“I want, no…need you to spit in my mouth.”

“Good girl. Now, open. Let me see the back of that pretty throat.“

You obey without question and John hums in pleasure before leaning down and spitting straight down your throat. A high pitched moan erupts from you as you feel its warmth pool in your core. After that Bucky can’t wait anymore as he fucks his length into you cunt and devours you in a kiss. Your lashes flutter amidst your eyes rolling back. The languid strokes of his sweet tongue against your own draws out the most debauched sounds from your throat. His lips suction off of your own with a wet pop and you gasp, “want me to do it again?”

You don’t even have to nod all the way before the taste of his spit is sliding down your tongue and he’s fucking you even harder.

Wrecked moans, slapping skin, and harsh curses fill the room as you finally fall into the abyss of euphoria. Your orgasm hits you in a violent burst of bliss that has you crying out for him in a drawn-out moan, your spine arches amidst the waves of pleasure clouding your mind, body writhing, and pelvis undulating as you ride out the pulsing release. Your soaked cunt throbs and pulses around Buck’s girth, burning hot and dripping.

“F-uck!” he cries, slamming into you, his moan turns to a loud growl before you feel a hot pressure gush inside of you. Your eyes roll back with a sob, clinging onto his broad frame.

You’re both boneless when you come down a few minutes later but John stays inside you, picking up your hand to kiss the back of it soothingly as you drift off.

I’m so single y’all😭, this is so good I couldn’t stop thinking about how lonely I am….but I still got my girl @willyoubemycherryy so🤭💕

➯𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝟝...𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝕎𝕖𝕓𝕓 𝕩 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕🎀

A/N: I don’t really have any direction for these two so anything after this will probably just be random idk I’m still deciding

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 >>> 𝕟𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕥𝕪, 𝕤𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕪𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣, 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕁𝕠𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣, 𝕕𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕤, 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕪 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕒 𝕔𝕦𝕥𝕖 𝕟𝕘𝕝 ^^ <𝟛𝟛𝟛

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“𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦, 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑜 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤..𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝒚𝒐𝒖…”

“Don’t look at me”, you groaned as you rolled away to duck back under the blankets.

Embarrassed was an understatement.

The complete details of last night run through your head, making you flush. You could not believe all the ways he had you, made you beg for him, and even cry. If Thomas had asked you for anything crazy last night, you most likely did it and for less than a Scooby snack and that embarrassed you to no end.

On the bright side, you two are officially official. A smile creeps it’s way onto your face because yes he’s yours and you can’t wait for all the cute couple stuff you guys will do together.

….as soon as you move past your current humiliation of facing the man you slut out 4 times a few hours ago.

Huffing out a chuckle, Thomas tugs on the thick blanket hiding you. “Why don’t you want me see you?” Grinning down at your outline, he’s never felt better.

He likes you so much, and you like him back just as much and now you two were dating. You were stunning and charming and funny and you liked him. He was already in a fantastic mood when he woke up next to you, mussed hair with a peacefully sweet expression on your face while you slept. The date couldn’t have went better. You hadn’t left his side the entire night, interested solely in being with him and it such a dopamine rush. Unsurprisingly his father wasn’t fond of you just like John Cena (Johanna) who absolutely loathed you but unlike his mother who he knew would be pestering him about when she’d see more of you.

Then there was everything he did to you after and even before you’d left.

He felt his blood get hot as he remembered how good you were for him, melting like cotton candy under him but you tasted twice as sweet. He’d even managed to temper that mouth you always drove him crazy with.

Before he gets too lost in thought, the sound of you whining brings him back.

“Becauseee…”

“Because what?“ He had a feeling what it was but he’d drag it out to amuse himself.

“…you know.. you-“

“Me? What did I do that was so bad that you won’t even let me look at you?” Leaning down to whisper next to where your ear would be as he moves closer, voice low and flirty as he teased you. Your mouth drops open as you gasp. He was playing dirty.

Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of your embarrassment, you blurt it out.

“What did you do??? You literally gave me the prostitute treatment!” Thomas laughs at how indignant you sound while you continue.

“You even saw up both of my….holes-“ he cuts you off, grinning.

“Yeah but I did way more than just see, in fact-“

“WHAT EVER!!” You cut him off with a squeal before he can give you the explicit version from his side, kicking him through the cover as he laughs. The sound filling you with adoration as you smile before deciding to come out, whipping the cover over your head as you shift to sit crisscross, naked as the day you were born, facing him.

Hickeys of varying sizes, bite marks, and other marks were blossomed all over your body as Thomas loses his breath looking at you. You really were too pretty.

Leaning over, he kisses your pout. You kiss him back but your still a little miffed.

“If it helps, you’ve also seen me naked”, he says, trying to placate you.

Somehow that manages to make you frown deeper as you look at him.

“But you weren’t upside down naked.”

Well you had him there.

Pulling you into his lap, he smiles up at you sweetly, uttering a soft ‘true’ before peppering you with powder soft kisses. Running your fingers through his curls, you soak up his attentions with a delicate sigh.

The atmosphere was nothing short of dreamy and even time felt slower as you two enjoyed each other’s presence. There probably wasn’t a thing you could say you hated about him. He was just that lovely. Blue eyes, gentle hands, a wonderful smile, creative and sweet.

He made you feel like glitter in the air. Like yoga on a slow summer morning with a fresh mani pedi. Like smiling for no reason with the wind in your hair. He felt like all of those to you.

Wrapping you arms around his neck, you kiss his cheek and rest your forehead on his.

“You’re so handsome, Thomas”, you whisper against his lips. A blush creeps onto his cheeks as he whispers back. “That’s some high praise coming from Aphrodite herself. Thank you, goddess.” The tenderness in his voice makes your heart skip a beat as you look into his eyes, biting your lip.

Shifting atop him, you freeze when you feel that familiar hardness against your ass. Thomas is already two steps ahead of you as he tightens his arms around your waist, burying his face into your chest with a soft groan.

“T-Thomas..”

“I can’t help it with you”, he mumbles, turning his face up again, looking at you through half-lidded heart eyes. You find yourself capturing him in a languid kiss, your lips mold against each other and Thomas gets lost in the push and pull.

Biting his lip as you pull away, you want to go another round but refrain because you two have all day for that. So, feigning casualty, you move off him on shaky legs to grab a shirt and throw it on. Turning back to meet his dumbfounded look with a cheeky smile.

“So…breakfast?”

Thomas shakes his head, chuckling.

“Seriously?” He asks, eyebrows raised in amusement.

“Yes. I’m hungry and I wanna show you my fancy orange juice.”

Wow. How could he turn that down?

“Alright, I’ll bite. What are you making?” The way he’s looking at you makes you nervous but you ignore it in the name of playing nice.

“What do you want?”

The silence that came after your question had your nerves suddenly on edge as your boyfriend stared you down before beckoning you with two fingers.

“Come here”. He says lightly, and you, unsuspecting of foul play, move to stand between his legs.

Thomas waves you down so you nervously bend until his face is right in front of yours and he’s grinning all the while before he speaks.

“I want you.”

Dropping your head on his shoulder, you suck in a breath to not smile.

“You do have me”, you know that’s not what he meant but it’ll have to work.

“I don’t have you on top of my tongue though. I want that juice.” Gasping you push off him and bat his hands away. You bite your lip in an attempt to not smile but it doesn’t work as you grab his hands and try to pull him to his feet.

“Well you’ll have to wait because we’re getting breakfast-“, you cut him off when he goes to open his mouth, “the kind you CHEW you freak of nature!” You huff out as Thomas finally takes mercy on you and gets up, looking down at you fondly.

“Okay breakfast, but not in bed, it is. Lead the way angel.” Brushing your hair back, he drops his hand to your cheek then flicking the underside of your chin.

Fuck he’s hot.

Clearing your throat, you turn with his other hand in yours as you walk to the kitchen. Listing all the breakfast foods you know how to make, seating him at the island as you pour him some of your fancy orange juice. To him, you looked so cute as you gave him the full rundown of your hospitality while he sipped overdressed juice that came from a glass bottle.

“-actually everything I make tastes good”, you pause and look at him and smile when he’s already looking at you because of course he was.

“You’re definitely right about that”, he says with a teasing quirk of his eyebrow, smirking at the cute scandalized giggle you let out.

“Thomas-!”

Resting his head against his hand, he decides to be good.

“I’ll have whatever your having, pretty.”

Your cheeks start to feel warm at the look he levels you with so you turn to grab your ingredients and stuff before reaching over him to grab your phone to play music. The minute you decided on a song, a stinging slap to your ass stops you, the burn making your blood warm.

“Excuse you?“

Thomas nods at you with a smirk.

“Yes, pretty?” Biting the inside of your cheek, you snap back at him.

“Would you mind keeping your hands and feet inside the ride until I’m finished?”

“I’ll see what I can do”, he replies back without missing a beat and you grin at each other before continuing. Hitting play on your song as you begin to cook.

“We’re having breakfast sandwiches.” You announce, ignoring the way he watches your bare legs and everything else that peeks out underneath your oversized shirt, he hums.

“That’s perfect. You don’t have any plans today right?“ He asks because he doesn’t want to leave you and you feel the same.

“Nope”, you say. Popping the ‘P’ before asking if he needed to be anywhere else today.

“No, so you’re stuck with me.” He jokes and you laugh softly.

“Boy, aren’t you lucky?” And looking at you as you move around, happy and content, you seem to glow.

Sighing, he looks at you lovingly and whispers,

“Yes. I think I finally am…”

nobecausehesactuallymyman

BOAF BITCH🤭✌🏾💕

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Here’s my man just being fine🤭💕

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Just one fucking chance man, JUST ONE😭☝🏾

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All I have to say is my girl @willyoubemycherryy ate this one down, might be a little wet, I need my baby daddy Theseus real bad, cause yeah he just so fine dominant🤭💕

✯. 🜚 𝑨 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒂, 𝒉𝒖𝒉? 𝑻𝒐𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒙𝒐𝒙𝒐 <333... ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖’𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 @luvlydeja 💝

𝑴𝒂𝒉 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒆’𝒔 (¯ ³¯)♡ @missusnora @eleanorbaybars @eymie @taylormarieee @b1mb0slvt

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦♡︎

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 “𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞” 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐯𝐲𝐲𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦/𝐬𝐮𝐛 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐲🤭, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐮𝐧-, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐘 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )❤︎︎

“𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦...”

“Don’t be mad.”

Deciding to come clean now with your heart in your ass because he’d find out sooner than later and you knew he’d punish you regardless.

Raising an eyebrow Theseus straightens behind his desk. He’s beginning to realize the nervous look on your face was not because something he’s done, but something you’ve done. “Pet,” he says, the mellow timbre of his deep voice deepening. Watching intensely as it makes you shiver. “What did you do?”

You swallow. “When you were gone over the weekend, I—I couldn’t help it.” Your embarrassment makes you so hot that you flush, a clear indicator that you’re ashamed of what you’re about to admit. “I touched myself. I made myself come.”

Theseus visibly frowns. His dick is throbbing at the thought of you being so desperate that you had to get yourself off without him, even though his rules explicitly forbid it. Mentally praying that he’d go easy on you because it really wasn’t your fault. Or maybe it was and you subconsciously did it on purpose because God did Theseus look good when he was angry.

“Sir, I-”

“Take your clothes off,” he says flippantly.

“Mr Scamander?” You ask dumbly, not entirely sure you heard him correctly as adrenaline combined with arousal lights through your body.

“Take. Them. Off. Disobeying me any more will only worsen your punishment. Is that what you want?” he growls. Your eyes meet his stormy blue ones and you shake your head and start to undress, doing your best to be good for him while his gaze burns into you. Theseus watches from his desk, his cock already pressing hard against his fly but making sure to keep his face as expressionless as possible.

The truth is, he doesn’t really care that much that you touched yourself without his permission. He’s more annoyed about the fact that you told him, and now he has to punish you instead of rewarding you. And it’s not that he doesn’t like punishing you either, because he really, really does. But he’s desperate to taste you come.

The last of your clothes fall to the floor, and you’re naked before him, somehow looking both innocent and tempting.

“Now,” Theseus drawls. “Your punishment.”

Fuck. You’re already tingling and he hasn’t even touched you.

“Are you going to spank me this time, Mr Scamander?” You whisper softly, looking up at him through your lashes, trying not to look too eager.

Theseus considers. “Yes, I think that’ll do quite nicely. Come here, pet. Sit facing me.” Beckoning you with a crook of his index finger and the lazy movement is so effortlessly sexy that you fight the urge to outright beg for him.

Rounding the desk, you sit completely nude on the edge, wearing an expression of confusion. How could he possibly spank you like this? Theseus moves his chair closer to you.

“Feet up,” he says, patting the arms of the chair with his hands. You obey, spreading your legs apart, one foot on either side of him, your twitching cunt wet and open in front of him. Humming lowly, Theseus drags his gaze from your glistening cunt to your hued face.

“You’ve made a mess haven’t you, darling,” he admonishes, tutting lowly at you. “Are you going to enjoy your punishment?”

“No, Sir,” you mutter weakly. It’s a bold faced lie and he knows it.

“I think you will. Now, why don’t you remind me why you’re being punished?” He isn’t raising his voice and he doesn’t sound angry but it’s the condescension in his tone makes you whine.

“Because I disobeyed you.”

“You disobeyed me,” Theseus agrees. “I told you not to touch yourself, but you just couldn’t help yourself.”

“Please Sir, it wasn’t my fault. I was so horny, and then you said I could before you left but I never got to, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. My pussy ached so bad. I had to.”

“You know why that is pet?”

“No sir…”

“Because you’re a slut. A naughty little thing. Aren’t you?” He whispers, full pink lips against yours as your mouth drops open in a shameless moan.

“Yes, Mr Scamander. I’m a slut. I need to be punished.”

“That’s right,” He says. Dropping his eyes back to your pussy. It takes all his self-control not to lean forward and put his mouth on you. Instead he places his hand flat against your mound. Hypersensitive to his touch, you bite your lip.

“You’re going to spank my….?” You trail off, too dazed by the idea to even get the rest out.

Huffing out a chuckle through his nose, Theseus nods. He can feel your slick lips beneath his hand. “Just five,” he murmurs. “For your first real offense.”

“Okay,” you breathe out.

Theseus pulls his hand away and lets it hover between your legs. You tense in excitement, waiting for the blow but still unprepared when Theseus brings his hand down, hard. The sound of the slap, and your answering moan, echo through the room.

“One,” Theseus says. He’ll do the counting for you this time. He plants another stinging slap between your legs, messy strings from your drooling cunt stick to his hand and you gasp sharply, as if trying to hide how much you’re enjoying it. On the third slap you moan again, head rolling back. Nothing could have grounded you for how good getting your pussy spanked would feel. The quick heavy pressure on your clit, the burn that came with and made your leaking hole ache in the best ways. Looking down he sees your skin is now red where his hand falls, pussy lips full and swollen, juices leaking out. You practically squeal on the fourth slap, and Theseus is almost worried someone might hear. He delivers the last slap and you whine, jerking your hips up. Your chest rises and falls dramatically as you try to compose yourself. Fingers grip the edge of the desk tightly, knuckles straining.

“How does it feel?” Theseus asks, faux concern in his voice.

“It stings,” you whine. Pretty doe eyes watering and he swallows.

“Of course it does,” he says licking his lips. Staring at your enflamed pussy, he can’t hold himself back any longer.

“Let me kiss it better.”

He coos before he’s leaning in, pressing his plump lips softly against the red skin above your slit. He scoots his chair further forward and lifts your legs over his shoulders, leaving a trail of kisses down your lips until he reaches your ass.  He slips his tongue into your slit, groaning as your juices coat his tastebuds. The heady scent and taste of her is intoxicating. He moans against a mouthful your pussy and you cry out in return, dizzy and alight with pleasure as he sucks away hungrily at you. The debauched sounds coming from you spurring him on as he licks into you, teasing your entrance. He runs his tongue along your messy hole slowly. The pure desperation to cum has you whining as he circles your clit with his tongue.

“Mr Scamander,” you pant in ecstasy.

Theseus lifts his head for a moment, meeting her eyes. “Theseus,” he tells you. “Call me Theseus.”

“Okay,” you nod. “These— ah,” you’re cut off by your own moan as he sucks on your clit before he backs off a little, flicking the nub in firm lashes, then dragging his tongue back down your slit to your entrance. He kisses you, then drives his tongue in as deep as he can go. The water that was budding in your eyes spill over your hot cheeks as Theseus eats you alive, gasping desperately as you start to hump into his face.

He can feel your thighs start trembling, the sounds you’re making are strained and pathetic, and he realises your trying to hold off your orgasm. Trying to be a good girl for him. The thought sends blood rushing straight to his groin, and his already hard cock becomes even more painful. His balls feeling heavier by the second.

Theseus moves his mouth to your clit again, sucking viciously while your breathing turns into bleating wails uncontrollably. He pops off your soaked cunt to smile indulgently at you. “You can come whenever you want, sweetness,” he says indulgently and you almost fall apart in relief. It only takes another couple seconds of him tonguing your walls and slurping your abused clit for you to come apart. Letting out a wrecked moan, you’re sobbing as your hips grind against his face, liquid squirting out of your pussy and onto his tongue.

Fuck. Fuck. You taste better than he even imagined and he adores the way you sound when you cum.

He wants you to taste yourself too, and before he can even think about what he’s doing, he sits up, cum on his tongue, and drags your mouth to his, shoving his tongue in deep, before her orgasm has even subsided. Dazedly you kiss him back, hungry for him.

“Good girl,” he groans into your mouth. Fitting his hand around your throat, making your nerves scatter. “Now thank me. Thank me for correcting your behavior.”

Your teary eyes widen while your heartbeat sinks to your cunt, pulsing so violently that it’s almost painful as your bite your lip and try not go completely dumb for him.

“T-thank you for correcting my behavior..” you warble out brokenly. Theseus smiles gently at you before pressing a firm kiss to your lips.

“You are very welcome, pet.”

OooflordthismanhasmeBACKinhissexyclutchesaaaaaaaaghgggghhhhhhhh

It’s he’s song guys🤭😫

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I’m screaming and creaming guys, I swear😭🤭

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Omg omg omggg😭😭😭

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I want thank my boo @willyoubemycherryy for showing me this edit of my man🤭💕, he’s just so fine😭

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I have no caption for this cause it’s just Callum guys like🤭💗

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Legs wide open, I swear🤭

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Okay girls, I made a confession google doc, cause I want to know what some tea or some secrets that have happened in your life or from somewhere else👀, so if you want you can just go ahead and spill🤭💗

👉🏾: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSe-ldHzBswUixQj2Vuyx43Ewml49QJyJJeVNmcIpy-CozEoug/viewform?usp=pp_url

“The Sex”-🤭🤌🏾

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Jesuss😩💗

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This is for pookie @willyoubemycherryy💕🌸

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Some of yall girls is nasty and weird for asking her to write some of these stuff or requesting. Cause for one don’t you think it’s going to make the writer uncomfortable, like at all😑. Second asking the writer to put r@pe, s3x with a minor which is beyond even weird, inc3st, and so on is fucking disturbing. Please don’t ask my girl @willyoubemycherryy or any other writer about that shit cause it’s honestly weird and nasty. Most of the shit they do is for fun not for yall dirty and disturbing ass fantasy, so keep that shit to yourself please and thank you.

And I am sorry for my boo @willyoubemycherryy for you getting all of these weird ass request and hopefully you don’t get them anymore💕

We need to talk.

I didn’t think I’d have to make this announcement so soon since I thought we were all just having a silly goofy time but after looking at some of my asks, it’s clearly necessary.

Here’s a list of things I WILL NOT write:

- Any form of r@pe

-Sh!t or p!ss

-Dubious consent/coerced consent

-Cheating or “role play” cheating

-Incęst

-somnophilia

-Anything where the reader is underaged

-Bestiality

-Drūgging or anything involving drūgs

-T⍟rture

-K!dnapping

-Any kind of abuse

-I don’t do drunk s3x either.

Anything else that’s fucked up, I’m not writing. So don’t come into my ask box with that weird shit trying to make me uncomfortable because it honestly just pisses me off.

Reevaluate yourself and have a nice day.