john price x fem reader.
18+ !!! possessive husband! john, penetrative sex, cum play, light choking, use of the word 'sir', king of dirty talk captain john price.
just something i had to get off my chest! reblogs and thoughts are appreciated!
Youโre spread, face down, and ass up on the duvet.
Johnโs hands are warm on your hips, his calloused fingers are digging into your heated flesh, and grabbing fist fulls, as if he wants to take you apart. You squirm against the pressure. Youโve always liked it when John grabbed you like this.
Like it a lot more when youโre spread wide open for him, though.
He hums a smile from behind you. ย โGotta say it louder, sweetheart. I didnโt hear you.โ You swallow down your drool. Itโs pooling onto the sheets below your mouth, and you know that when this is all said and done, John will pull you against him and joke about the wet patches. Whisper heavily into your ear โ look at the mess youโve made, love, and youโll blink at the sight, still sensitive from the daze heโd put you in. Melt against his chest. Say, itโs all your fault, and John would chuckle, kiss you sweetly, Iโm such a bad guy, arenโt I?
Now, though, in the heat of the night, you couldnโt care less. You sink into your thighs, and the movement forces your pussy wider for him. John sighs at the sight. Grunting, as if heโs letting himself into temptation, he slides his thumb over your spread cheeks, and roughly drags it over your asshole.
You gasp, and buck forward, body throbbing. โAh, John.โ He lightly smacks your hip, โwhat did I say?โ โYou,โ you loudly repeat, suddenly remembering what he asked earlier.
Who do you belong to? Heโd grunted. Youโd been far too dazed to respond clearly โ coming twice from Johnโs thick fingers and tongue would do that. ย
Your husband hums again, grabbing your ass cheek and spreading you wider. โLook at you,โ he whispers to himself, gazing at the wet slick of your cunt.
Youโre soaking. Slowly floating into the abyss. Drifting off into a world of non-verbal communication, dazed smiles, and incomprehensible words.
Youโre familiar with it.
Familiar with John fucking you stupid. Familiar with Johnโs soothing hand on the back of your neck as he coaxes you out of your small space.
Your husband presses the head of his cock against your cunt, then gently slides it through your slick, rubbing against your clit and aching hole. You mouth at the duvet, eyes rolling back until all you see is the soothing black.
โThis wet cunt. All for me?โ Your belly tightens. Pussy clenches around the memory of his dick. โJohn,โ you whine, begging for more, begging for him to stop. Youโre not sure at this point.
Thereโs not a lot of clarity to moments like this, itโs only after, when Johnโs got you in his arms, that you realise how far gone you were. Reflect on the words youโd said โ the dirty spiel youโd whimpered to get what you wanted.
Still, though, as John feeds his cock into your swollen pussy, and grunts, โIโll come inside this pretty cunt, fill you with my babies, huh?โ you still have enough clarity left to shake your head and whimper, โN-No.โ
John laughs darkly. He sinks his cock as far as itโll go, and you cream around him, slipping quickly. โYou sure?โ he grunts, voice strained. His hands are gripping your cheeks, spreading them wide so he can see just as far you can take him.
โYou donโt want me to get you pregnant? Show everyone that I fuck you good and proper?โ
His words make you dizzy. Mindlessly, you clench around his cock, coating him, and John laughs with a groan.
He knows you. Knows you better than you know yourself.
Knows youโre chewing on the duvet right now, stuffing it into your mouth to quiet your sobs. Knows that thereโs a knot in your belly right now, and itโs tight enough that youโre throbbing all over.
He slides his slick cock out, and when he slowly stuffs you with it again, thereโs a wet ring pushing to his base. He clenches his jaw, shakes his head in disbelief, then takes his cock from you again.
Your breath hitches, waiting for him to sink back in, but then he presses in quick and tight, bottoming deep, forcing you to cry out suddenly.
โJohn, John, John โ fuck. Fuck!โ He ignores you. Continues his previous dirty drawl. ย
โWould look so good with my come leaking out of you, sweetheart,โ he compliments. You beam. Jesus, you go blind with it. You would, fuck. You would look so good strung out, tangled in sheets with his come dribbling out of your swollen pussy.
You close your eyes to the thought of it.
Go to the sweet dark as John slides out, then buries in again. When heโs deep, and you think youโve settled into the thick heat of it all, he hoists you against him โ his chest to your back -- and presses his mouth to your ear, talking quickly, so you donโt have time to complain.
His voice is heavy. Haunting. Makes you cling to the hand heโs got tight around your belly.
โPump you full of it, huh baby? then pull your underwear up.โ
He begins to languidly fuck you. Rocks his hips up in deliberate strokes, setting a gentle, intoxicating rhythm that has your mouth hanging open and eyes rolling back. John breathes heavily in your ear, and you know itโs getting to him too.
โMake you sit in it all day. Go to work with your knickers smeared in my come. Your colleagues wouldnโt know that your pussy is all wet with me, but I would. Iโd know.โ
You sob his name. Lock your gummy walls to his thick cock, trying to milk him, and John near growls into your ear. โFuck!โ he snaps, and the sound echoes through you, and goes straight to your clit.
โYou like that huh?โ He drags his calloused hand between your trembling thighs and sloppily pushes his fingers over your clit. You double over in pleasure, but John keeps you pressed against him with the arm heโs got wrenched around you.
โTightening around me. Shit. All this cause I threatened to punch a guy in the pub?โ
Youโre brought back to the memory: some guy grabbing your arm to try and dance with him, and John shoving him back, near pushing him into the slot machine.
Heโd been shaking with rage. Went to get the guy's throat in his hands before you got involved.
โLike to pretend that it annoys you, but I know you love it when Iโm possessive. When I keep you locked to my hip. We both know that it makes your cunt get all sticky when I fight someone for you.โ ย
Heโs right and you know it. When John had shoved the guy, youโd gone hot all over. But youโd pulled your husband to the smoking area and told him to cool it.
He went to pay the tab, and you went to the toilet. Spent most of it with your forehead against the door, trying to steady your thumping heart.
Johnโs still rubbing your clit, trying to catch it in his wet fingers. Itโs all sloppy. Itโs John breathing shakily against your ear, his deep, hungry tempo forcing a pool of desire to settle at your lower back.
He continues his pace โ fucks you the way he knows you like it, steady, but hard -- and all at once, that ache that had simmered threatens to burst, and you spasm around his cock, gasping with the desire to come.
You let out an unrestrained moan, whimpering mindlessly.
Through the blood rushing through your ears, you hear yourself plea with him โ fuck me, please. John. John. Please. You take his hand from your belly and drag it to your throat, grinding down on his dick.
John curses. Pushes you to the duvet, takes your hips in one hand, and rubs your clit with the other.
The sensation of both his fingers and cock makes you mute against the sheets.
Your body is numb. Itโs all electric heat, wrapped around you like a cloak. You try to talk, tell him to fuck you, but all that comes out is drool and his name. Please. Please. Um gonna come. Um gonna come so hard babyโhe smacks your ass, and the sudden pressure goes straight to your cunt, sending you spinning, and youโre squeezing around him, tight as a vice, coming on his cock.
John all but growls as he fucks you through your orgasm. โGooood girl!โ he shouts, watching you struggle and spasm around his cock, fidgeting and whining as white heat seers through your pussy. โCome inside me,โ you gasp, drunk, so fucked out that youโd let him do anything he wants, and John groans, your cunt tight and so so warm and wet. โCome,โ you drawl, your orgasm tailing off, and you clutch the duvet, whining in your post-come state. Johnโs still fucking you and the feel of his hard cock sliding through your swollen and slick folds has you babbling.
โCome inside me I want you inside of me.โ John huffs a laugh. โNo, baby, thatโs not what you want.โ You shake your head, delirious. โIt is, I promise.โ โNo, itโs not. Iโve just fucked all rational thought out of your head. Brainโs gone dumb on my cock, huh baby?โ
He smooths his hand over your back, struggling to contain his strained grunts through his spiel. You canโt decide which you like more: when Johnโs so turned on that all he can do is bark filth at you, or when heโs so turned on that he canโt, just moan and grunt and fuck you silly.
โGood thing your husband thinks for you, though. Turn around.โ
In your bleary state, you manage to fumble around onto your back, and John grabs hold of your leg and pulls you down the duvet, forcing you onto your knees in front of him.
You blink up at his looming body โ at his heaving, hairy chest, and clenched neck. His face is red with sweat, and the heady, heavy gaze of his eyes has your belly swirling. Blinking down at his hand, you dreamily watch him tug at his wet, angrily hard cock, before muscle memory kicks in.
You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, and John groans deep in his throat, the sound twisting into a moan as he speeds up his tugging, and it's seconds before heโs pumping his come into your mouth.
Most of it lands on your tongue, or around your lips. But a smear of it shoots across your cheek. You donโt dare wipe it away; instead, once Johnโs finished, and heโs staring down at you with this wild, feverish look, you close your mouth and make a show of swallowing it down.
Youโve collected a lot of spit from having your mouth open for so long, and your mouth is too full to swallow it all in one go, so a trail of it slides down the corner of your mouth and throat.
John watches it drip.
Inhaling steadily, he reaches his thick hand out, and wipes the smear of it, along with the come on your cheek, away with his thumb.
โWhat was it you said?โ he whispers. His eyes are black as he pushes his finger inside of your mouth. You close your eyes and mewl around his thumb, lazily sucking at it as if heโd pushed his cock between your lips.
Having something of his in your mouth makes your post-come delirium even worse.
The position makes you hazy, too โ spread thighs and sensitive pussy brushing against the rug โ and youโre just about to ask if you can blow him before he pulls his fingers away and clasps your jaw and throat in his huge hand.
Your eyes immediately roll back. Cunt clenches, desperate for him inside of you again, and when you blink up at him, your husband's face is a picture of love and possession.
โMine,โ he states, in his heavy, smoke-laden voice.
You lick your lips and taste the remnants of his come on your tongue. โYes sir,โ you whisper.
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im sorry but kitchen sex w lee know would be so heavenly. like youโd just be cooking dinner peacefully then all the sudden your bf just comes up from behind to scoop you and turn you around.
then it just turns into a heated makeout session next thing u know your bent over the kitchen counter being pounded into mercessily!!!
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(this is so bad m sorry, im a bit out of it but thought i'd give yall something to gnaw on while i finish up the final touches on the revamp of big barbie !!)
warning!! this url contains: [ cussin, unprotected $3X, cr3amp1ez, br33din kynk, cum 3ating, nd 0v3rstim ! you've been warned ๐ smut under da cut! ]
it was like a scene from a movie. the rain outside was pattering against the windows of your shared house with now clear signs of letting up. you stood over the warm slow cooker, taking a spoonful of the curry you were making, trying to decide if it was too spicy for your whiny boyfriend to handle. (if you put too much pepper in his food he'll cry about it, but he'll drown his food in hot sauce) when the food hits your taste buds, you smile contently, just the way you like.
"babyyyy" minho drags himself into the kitchen, his lanky figure hunched over. "im cold."
"that might be because you're shirtless and the heat isn't on, min." you turn around to get a good look at him, wrapping your arms around his neck while giving him one, two, three quick kisses, rolling your eyes as you see his lips are still puckered and give him a fourth.
"you're so smart, my love.." lino nips, his tone sarcastic and cheeky. he lets you go back to tending to the food, thinking for a moment before pushing up behind you, kissing your neck.
"miiin, what're you doing?" you know the answer. he's trying to get you away from your cooking, trying to direct your focus to him. you push back against his cock, feeling it get harder through his sweatpants. fuck, it was working.
"i just want kisses" his voice was smooth, like it always was when he lied. his teeth started lightly grazing right over your soft spot, lapping at it like a kitten. you took a look at the timer set for the food, then at the big, veiny arms that were circling your waist and turned around, softly pushing minho into the kitchen island.
his lips immediately met yours as he picked you up, hands under your butt as he spun the both of you around, setting you on the island. he leaned in, pushing you down softly with his chest to yours until you were holding yourself up by your elbows. the brunette's hands moved from your butt to your thighs, caressing and squeezing your brown skin.
"we'll be done before the food's ready. just wanna get warm.." he leans in to kiss your neck, his hands moving to slip your sweatpants off and push your his shirt up on your waist.
"mhm, whatever you say, min." your voice is sarcastic, knowing he's just horny, not cold. when he shuffles you out of your pants, a chill hits your clit, making you clench around nothing. mim groans at the sight of you, pulling his cock out of his pants before sliding the tip up and down from your clit to your hole, whimpering a little.
"you goin soft, honey?" despite the fact that you were feeling the same thing he was, you teased him. seeing him being soft and submissive was something you almost never got to see with minho, and he hated the power you have over him.
"are you?" his eyes meet yours, his dick sliding inside you, all the way to the hilt. he didn't bother waiting, the way you moaned out and gripped his bicep telling him all he needed to know.
his pace was brutally pleasuring. his dick hitting your g-spot every time he thrusted into you, making it hard for anything to come out of your mouth but broken attempts at saying his name.
"mi..min! ohhh, fuck- don't, don't stop!" you could feel his breathing picking up, a sheen starting to cover his forehead as he started fucking you impossibly faster, his hips not letting up in any capacity. your eyes started to roll back him your head as you shut your eyes, the feeling of an orgasm bubbling in your belly.
"nuh uh, no. look at me- fuck- fucking look at me, baby. i wanna see you, open your eyes." his left hand reaches up to grip your chin softly, in contrast to everything going on beneath it. the hickeys forming on your neck, your titties bouncing in your shirt, and most importantly your boyfriend's dick pounding into your pussy mercilessly.
you open your eyes, biting your lip before letting out one more "baby!" before cumming all over minho's cock. it only takes him four more pumps before he cums too, staying buried inside you even after the fact. kissing your neck and leaving even more hickeys in his wake.
he pulls out after another two minutes, immediately attaching his mouth to your kitty to your complete surprise.
"min! oh, fuck, what're you doing?" your manicured fingers reach his hair in seconds, your head lolling back again.
"ts your fault.." he mumbles into your pussy, his nose bumping into your clit.
"you made such a fuckin' mess."
PARTITION โ HAN JISUNG AND LEE MINHO.
warnins ; double penetration (fingering),reader is spanish speaking and is described as brown skinned, mean minho:((, consensual slapping, also double penetration again (suckin n fuckin) LMAO im having too mucvfun wid dis
sum up ; driver, roll up the partition please? ion need u seein y/n on ha knees.. yah anyways u minho and jisung fuckin in da back after an event spoiler alert! y'all ain't making it to da club ๐๐๐พ
"y/n! over here, please!" the cameras are flashing all around you as you walk through the crowd of paparazzi, just trying to get to the limousine where jisung was already sitting on his far left seat that he was sitting in on the way to this event.
you just tried to remember the advice minho had given you before pushing the doors open and walking into the sea of photographers; "don't stop moving." keyword here being, you tried.
thinking you were close enough to the car to give a few smiles, you slowed your stride just by a bit before looking up at all the cameras surrounding you, the flash being a bit harsh on your eyes. then, unexpectedly, minho bumped into your back, or rather, his boner did.
he sucked in a tight breath, hoping nobody noticed your surprised face or his less than excited one as you scurried into the car to save yourself from embarrassment. he nods with a curt smile, sauntering to the car a bit stiffly due to his hard on before slipping into the back seat and sulking into it.
"driver, roll up the partition please?" your voice is smooth as you lean slightly forward to practically whisper in your driver's ear. he doesn't take his eyes off the road, nodding his head as the thick plate starts to cover the space between the back and front seats.
you assume your previous position, this time reaching your manicured hand to minho's crotch. his hand covers yours, gripping it before moving it to where his tip resides. then it's han's turn, he makes the slightest surprised sound at your cool hand settling on his warm dick through his pants, feeling blood starting to rush to it.
"youโ" minho started, taking his hand to your thigh and starting to slide it upward, "need to learn how to listen. do you know how much trouble we could've been in because of your little stunt? hmm?"
of course you do, and you could spew a hundred and one excuses about how you really didn't mean to and you weren't trying to make minho angry, but you knew it was always gonna end the same. with you, minho and han notably missing from the club after this event.
a soft sting is landed on your cheek, it doesn't even make your head turn. just enough to get your attention. and it does, well, the sting and jisung starting to reach his hand under your dress as well.
"i think she knows, hyung. but maybe she needs to be reminded." han's lips hover over your neck, whispering in your ear to make sure that you're alright with this. you nod, albeit nervously nd it takes just that much for your panties to get pulled to your knees.
han takes his lips to your neck, meanwhile minho uses his large arm and hooks it around your torso, pulling you into the "eiffel tower" position (on your knees facing minho basically) then minho reaches to feel your pussy, your warm slick greeting him in return.
"fuck, aren't you just filthy? so wet, 'nd spreading your legs like a fuckin' whore." minho dips his fingers into your cunt and curls them upwards, immediately finding that spot and making you keel backwards into han, who took this opportunity to coax your mouth open to he could rest two of his long fingers in your throat.
every time minho pushes his fingers against your g-spot, you choke on han's fingers and spit starts to dribble down your chin, taking some of your lipstick with it. finally, jisung takes his fingers out of your mouth and circles your tighter hole with his spit covered fingers before pushing them in slowly.
"ay, mierda.. oh fuck..!" your hips jerk forward, giving minho more access to your pussy. he pushes his fingers impossibly deeper, both him and jisung knuckle deep into you.
they pump their fingers in unison, watching you whine and hold on to the leather seats to stop yourself from keening into them. your eyes that were shut in pleasure jut open as you hear han whimpering behind you. his hand is tight around his cock as he breathes in your scent, kissing your neck with fervour.
minho starts to reach his hand under his pants as well, "come here, baby. show me you know how to listen." he pulls softly at your neck, which makes you arch your back and both men pull their fingers out of you.
you get down and put minho's dick in your mouth, his large hand pushing you down to the hilt. there's some shuffling behind you before you feel jisung stretching your pussy with his fat cock, the moan coming from deep in your throat making minho throw his head back.
it's like a scene from a porno. you're sucking minho off, making sure to breathe through your nose so his cock can glide down your throat with ease, meanwhile han is behind you, fucking you good. minho's watching (and listening), every time jisung pushed himself into you a whimper was given in response. your mascara starts smudging, and you feel minho reach and wipe the tears from your eyes. smiling at you almost condescendingly.
"hah, fuck, hyung.. shit, she's so fuckin' tight..i don't think i can hold off for too long.. fuck!" jisung warns as he starts to speed up, making you head move faster on minho's cock. all three of you were close, you could tell.
"she'll let you cum in her, won't you baby? it'll be compensation for your little stunt earlier.." you completely forgot that's why you were in this mess, but now you're glad you did. you nod, which makes minho groan and start to push your head down and pull it back up however he liked, your brain starting to cloud up.
it's too much, it's not enough. jisung's thumb on your clit and the opposite being in your ass makes you wanna pull away and sink into him at the same time, minho is squeezing your airway with his cock and the fast movements make you feel like you're on a roller coaster. the warmth in your belly bubbles over as both them men on top of you cum and watch in marvel as you squirt and cover han's abdomen.
all of you sulk, jisung pulling out and minho lifting your head off his cock so they can messily redress you. it's the best they can do for you makeup being smudged and rubbed every which way, you pupils being dilated and your legs shaking. you take a deep breath as a window is rolled down, taking the hot, steamy smell of sex and perfume and replacing it with cool, salty air that makes your lungs expand as your eyes close on minho's exposed chest. you take another breath, and fall asleep.
started a draft and they already have it under review UUUUYGGGHHH
warnings: cussin, slight mention of reader being inseguro about her tummy, late night horny rambling, written in tojis perspective, spanish words slipped in cuz its 4 am and im literally phasing out of consciousness, smut under the cut, (lmk if i missed anything!)
when i had bought her that set.. i didn't think she would look so good, honestly. don't get me wrong, she's mine. i know she's gonna look good in everything, but this? shit.
im not even trying to hide my boner when i climb into the bed with her.. fuck, she even smells like naranjas . her skin is so soft and supple, my hands running from her ankle to her thick thighs. every time i touch them, i realize how fucking beautiful she is all over again. her stretch marks contrasting against her melanin.. the way her skin ripples when i grip and slap at her flesh.
"toji! wasn't that expensive?" sorry babe, i can't fucking wait to fucking taste you and those bragas estรบpidas are in my way.. and yes, the quickest way to do that was to rip them in half, don't argue.
oh, oh fuck your pussy is so good. i never wanna leave, 'nd im not gonna. yeah, close your thighs around my head like that, sweetheart. don't push me away, though.. bring me closer, let me get my fill. you smell so fuckin good, and you taste even better. listen to yourself, baby. i haven't even started yet and you already sound so spent from one orgasm.
what's that, baby? no goma, really? what is it, my fuckin birthday? thank you love, fuckin hell baby. don't worry, i'll keep the neighbors up all night to thank you. oh fuck, your pussy is so wet and warm.. there goes those thighs again, sitting themselves right where they belong. whatchu doing, baby? covering your stomach? "too big" you say?
oh no, i've got to take care of these bad thoughts in my niรฑita's brain, no? that's just fine with me, cariรฑo. when im done with you, you won't be able to spell your own name, let alone worry about your stomach.
i just want a big strong man to fuck me until im nonverbal </3 IS THAT TOO MUCH FOR ME TO ASKKKK UGHH
im so obsessed with BMF rn so i made this concept fic.. should i write it and if so for who? i was thinking chan but i wanna lean away from skz after big barbie is done. anyways ya lmk
who dis? stray kids, ot8
huunni drops โ cussin, ๐ฒ jokes, reader gets called fat a few times but it's all jokes, WHAT ELSE I MISS?
wedding night with the italian stallion !
who dis? rocky balboa x black/latina!fem!reader
huunni drops > i rediscovered my love for the rocky series since my brother watched them all the time and now im really really attracted to sylvester stallone ๐คญ like down bad girl. also im ovulating so lmk if yall want a smut vers of this cuz im DOWN.
rocky's breath was shaking, along with his hands and every other part of his body. usually when he felt like this, he'd be in the heat of a fight. his eyes dart from place to place, making it hard for him to focus on the lights blaring in his face or how he should place his feet.
feels a lot like that now, in his childhood church with you by his side. his eyes are darting from your face to your dress. and he sure enough wasn't focusing on the large industrial lights suspended from the ceiling, his feet weight shifting from foot to foot. after the priest announces you two man and wife, rocky turns to you, hesitantly lifting your viel.
"do i just--? okay." his hands shake and he sighs, finally seeing your face. your eyes meet, and the first day you two met flashes into your mind. how stupidly loud rocky bounded around the pet shop, like a kid in a candy store. picking two turtles, a bowl, some marbles for the bottom, food and a mountain for decoration. he got rid of the mountain, though. turtles kept falling off of it and what not.
you meet his lips with a small peck. its simple, like it always is. when you re-open your eyes, rocky's eyes are still closed, but hes smiling. he opens his eyes too, and his smile goes from a small half-one to a full grown smile, teeth and all.
rocky carried you all the way home, in through the door, a laid you on the bed. his eyes were so soft, so adoring of you. his wife. his woman. he leans down over you, pressing his weight to you until you can almost feel his heart ready to thump out of his chest. the brunette closes his eyes and connects your lips. this isn't your little peck, though. it's a full on makeout, and it makes you feel like fireworks are going off around your head.
you wrap your arms around his head, pulling him up into the bed more, and he complies with you. he's whispering little "i love you"s as he kisses your brown skin. chin, your neck, and down to the cleavage of your wedding dress, and then slips his hands to unclasp it.
who dis? onyankopon, eren, nd connie, AOT. x BLACK!FEM! reader
huunni drops โ cussin, shenanigans nd silly shit, WHAT ELSE I MISS?