This Man I Swear🤭💗

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)_/¯

. . ,

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?”

Honestly girl….i would do the same think but with a gun💀, cause for one it’s your parents fault for making him into a spoiled sad brat and second you should blackmailed he’s ass with something he did. Cause my unhinged ass will and I did before with my brother and I would do it again. And also boo your parents are an ass for making you do everything, cause one day they going to realize that you were the holding that family together okay, cause you were. And hopefully now you are at peace and living your life as a bad bitch love💕

😭😭 @willyoubemycherryy

❣︎𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝚡 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚢𝚙𝚘𝚙 ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ!

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: 𝚘𝚏𝚏-𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚘𝚔𝚎😭, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 ’𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎’, 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚍𝚊, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝙾𝙼-𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙽𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙰𝙽𝙴𝚁𝚈, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚅 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢😂💕

“𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏’ 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏...’’

࣪𖤐๋࣭ ໒꒱✧. • 𐙚˙⋆.˚. .

If someone told you that you’d be stuck in traffic with 6 of the most adoringly irritating men you’ve ever met, fiancé included, you would punch them in the fucking chest for jinxing you like that.

Because that’s exactly the type of circus you currently found yourself in.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s goooo!”

“Bucky, turn it up!”

“No but like the way this song still EATS to THIS DAY?!!!”

“YEEAAAAHHH!”

Rolling your eyes behind the steering wheel at what apparently was your group of middle-school girls, you take a deep breath at what was about to occur.

“I THREW A WISH IN THE WELL-“

Ah yes.

The beautiful vocals of John Egan. Off tune as ever as he shouts the words, the others getting so rowdy that their bouncing shakes the car while they grin and dap each other up.

“DON’T ASK ME, I’LL NEVER TELL!” Curt scream-sings louder than John, moving a piece of imaginary long hair behind his ear before looking up to the side, batting his eyes dramatically. It’s all so completely ridiculous that before you can help it, you’re laughing and smiling with them. You know to other cars, you all probably look crazy as fuck but stranger things honestly.

They bounce line after line at each other, playing it up to absurd proportions by running their hands through their hair, fanning themselves like Victorian ladies seeing forearms for the first time, shaking each other, and firing off every over the top ‘come hither’ stare known to man.

At this point even you can’t help but to bop your head because the song really was catchy as hell.

“BUCK GO!”

“YEAH this is you!”

Oh dear god.

Now in his defense, Gale at least had the decency to look slightly embarrassed, given that he was the only one who hadn’t gone and joined in yet but now the pressure was on with Bucky, Curtis, Rosie, Bubbles, and Douglass all looking at him. Practically daring him to ruin the mood.

“…”

“If you don’t-!”

“BEFORE YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE I MISSED YOU SO BAD!”

The hoops and hollers get so loud that you have to roll the windows down. Gale gives in and sings with them and not surprisingly at all, his voice is hot and beautiful not bad compared to the others.

But as good a mood you may be in, you refuse to entertain their foolishness too much or else it’ll go on forever and after being held in traffic hostage for almost an hour and a half, that’s something you just can’t risk. Luckily you don’t have to because the song ends a minute and change later with them all yelling “so call me maybe!!” out the windows, all crowding each other as they try to get their heads through like a bouquet of golden retrievers.

Bucky leans over to press a sloppy kiss on your cheek, making the skin heat up under his sudden undivided attention.

“Babydoll cmon, why don’t you sing with us?” He asks, tapping the underside of your chin.

“Because~ no♡︎. I don’t think I’d sound too great.” which is a complete lie, you sound just fine but you don’t feel like it right now. More than wanting to sing, you want to get back and eat a turkey sandwich (sorry vegans).

However, your fiancé being who he is, can’t help but voice his opinion on your voice…in the most mortifying way possible.

“Well I think you sound better than great when I’ve got you singing underneath me.”

The collective gasps from the Peanut Gallery in your backseat makes the heat rushing up the back of your neck almost unbearable as you snap your head sideways to look Bucky in his face, eyes wide in shock because oh no he didn’t.

“I beg your utmost pardon?!” Screeching as your hand flies to your chest, jaw dropped. He laughs, shrugging like he didn’t just end your honor.

“What?? I’ve said worse to you!” The “ooh’s” from the backseat egg you on as you two start to argue.

“Immediately no, because be so for real! My pearls are clutched to the finest degreeee right now like what is wrong with you?!”

“Babe what! What’d I say?!”

“Dude you DO NOT say shit like that in front of company!”

“We’re not in the house though!”

“The rule still applies! Do I talk about your d-“, while in the middle of your back and forth, Gale interrupts.

“I feel like this would be less…whatever is happening, with some background noise. Could you turn the radio back on, hon? And if it helps, we didn’t hear anything.”

He’s so sweet, truly. Smacking Curtis on the back of the head when he looks like he’s about to disagree with what he knows he definitely did hear, he smiles at you. So, turning to shoot one last irritated look at John, you turn the radio on.

The intro of an almost electro-80’s pop song fill the car and almost immediately the excitement starts again but Gale’s reaction catches you completely off guard, mouth dropping open as he sings,

“My silhouette is in the frame of your shades again~…”

Hillside boys??!!!!

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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

Girl all I have to say is I am so sorry for you and you should never go through some shit like that and I mean at all, especially with people who are supposed to be your friends and have your back. And girl you deserve so much better and I’m happy that you are getting help with everything. And boo Tyler doesn’t deserve you at all cause you a bad bitch and you’re always going to be one💕. Also I would have beat the shit out of those bitches for spreading rumors about you, cause I would not let that shit slide at all😭

Also girl whoever you are….can you give some more details about this please and thank you💕

To be honest pooks…I don’t know what to say😭, like I do but I don’t. But ummm go off I guess💀. I’m sorry I don’t honestly know what to say😭😭

You just made my night boo @willyoubemycherryy

➯ 𝟜 & 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝑾𝒆𝒃𝒃 𝒙 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒃𝒐𝒓...♡︎

𝒯ℴ𝓅 𝒷𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓈 𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃．．．@missusnora @eymie @eleanorbaybars @b1mb0slvt @luvlydeja ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

❥𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: *deep ass breaf😂😂* 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 ’𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬’🤭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐡^𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐥, 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐟 𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤!𝐧𝐤, 𝐧!𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐜 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠-, 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐩v𝐬𝐬𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐡3𝐠𝐚𝐨, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 ✪𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧😇 ɪ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀʙᴏᴀʀᴅ sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ʜᴇɴᴛ@ɪ

“𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒. 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚...𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒..“

How you two made it up to your apartment without giving up and fucking on the stairwell is truly a mystery, but one that you can’t bother to solve now.

“Just so you know, I’m clean. But if you want-“

“I’m clean too, and birth control so we’re good”.

Covering all the bases immediately as Thomas has your dress halfway off before you even manage to open the door all the way, distracted by the heat of his firm wandering hands and mouth, you almost forget to shut it as Thomas slides his fingers between your thighs. Hissing at how you were even wetter now, he bites a spot on your neck near your pulse, soothing the sting with his hot tongue and you moan desperately.

“You’re like a dream, baby. Want you so bad”, he murmurs against your lips, looking into your lidded eyes.

You were almost alarmed at how bad you wanted him. Your blood felt like fire as the intensity of your arousal rushes it through your body. Reaching up you hold the back of his head, biting your lip at the shiver you feel run up his spine when you rake your nails across the short hairs at his nape.

“Yeah? You want me gorgeous? How do you want me?” The seductive purr of your voice turns into a gasp when you feel him start to play with your clit. Massaging the swollen bundle of nerves in firm, smooth circles, furrowing his brows as your slick drips all over his hand, forehead on yours as he moans into your open mouth.

“I want you in every way I can take you. I want you at places with me. I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to echo in your head the way you echo through mines”, panting into each other’s mouths, Thomas goes faster, looking into your teary eyes that practically have hearts in them now.

You whine when he slows down, trying to cum and catch your breath long enough to tell him you do like him back and that you’d love to be his girlfriend but the slow back and forth between your wet pussy lips sends jolts of electricity through you with each swipe and it’s slowly chipping away at your restraint to not destroy him. Horny inevitably wins as you jump on him, whining at his hands gripping your ass.

“Do you want me too?” He whispers softly into your chest, breath warm against your hard nipples.

Swallowing your whimpers as Thomas rolls his body into you, the friction of the fabric threatening to finish you.

“Yes. God, yes. I want you so much it’s killing me, I’ll be your girlfriend, whatever you wan-“, cutting you off with his full lips on yours, Thomas bounces you against the hardness his clothed cock as he speeds to your room.

Dropping you on the bed, he strips as fast as his adrenaline allows; kneeling between your legs, he settles on top of you once he’s naked all before you even get a chance to see his pretty cock.

Kissing down your chest to your nipples, sucking hard on the stiff peaks and stuffing 3 of his fingers into your sloppy hole, fucking you as he curls them up. Obscenities spill from your mouth at the pleasure flushing over your body, crying out as that familiar creeping heat began to engulf your pussy.

“W-wait, I wanna make you feel good too…”

You take his fingers out and bring them to your lips, giving Thomas your best “fuck me” eyes as you take them in your mouth, sucking your juices off.

Thomas feels his cock jump when the tips of his fingers hit the back of your throat as you moan around a gag before taking them out, dragging them on your tongue as they went.

You were such a sexy little tease.

Pulling back completely, he spreads your legs even wider with his hands underneath the crooks of your knees, staring down at your soaked private parts. Wetness seeping out of you and he sucks his teeth, throwing his head back as he slid his cock between your sopping wet pussy lips, closing your legs as he slid back and forth.

You moan in unison at how good it felt, his fat tip nudged your clit with every stroke and you just kept getting wetter, dripping down your ass at this point.

“Mmm! F-fuck me please~ cmon, ruin me…can’t wait anymore-!”

The kiss he gives you is mostly tongue before he spreads your legs once again, smacking your clit with his length.

“I know…I know you how bad you want my fat cock spearing your desperate hole open…”

The words sent a shock right through your body as if lightning had struck you. You cry out, trying your best to roll your hips up into his to seek out that delicious friction, but you couldn’t find it.

And then you looked down at his crotch, heart stopping when you saw the sheer size of his member. It was at least eight inches plus three-fingers thick. Your clit twitched at the sight.

“I need-“,

“You’re my shameless little thing, aren’t you?” Thomas purred, positioning his cock at your soaking entrance and licking his lips, just barely applying pressure.

You looked especially good underneath him, debauched and pretty; begging while letting him have you so eagerly.

“Breathe okay? Gonna make this pretty cunt feel so good”, was the only warning you got before you were being stuffed full of his dick. Color smeared glossed mouth dropping open in a silent scream at the sheer burn of the stretch, making you lock up as you suddenly cum. Groaning from how you suddenly tighten and coat his cock in more of your cream, Thomas looked down at you and your dazed, mascara smeared blown eyes, wet puffy lips, and can’t resist pulling his hips back, fucking you in earnest.

Railing you so good that it has you producing the most depraved sounds you didn’t even think were possible.

You were so fucking tight and so goddamn wet that he was starting to get a bit delirious as he took a handful of your hair and pulled your head back to expose your neck, licking and sucking feverishly at the sensitivity skin while you twitched n gushed around his fat cock.

A carnal melody of mindless squeals, lustful grunts, and the wet sucking sounds of thrusting flesh echoed out through the space, letting anyone who passed your door know exactly what was going on. Blue eye roll in pleasure while your wails of ‘m gonna cum’ ‘gonna make me cum’ were music to his ears.

“That’s it. That’s my perfect sweet girl…lettin’ me have you like this. All mine, yeah?” he cooed, the grip on your waist bruising as he thrusted in and out of your swollen cunt.

Heat began to coil tightly in the pit of your stomach as you tensed and wailed for him. Goosebumps breaking out all along your arms, your legs, the back of your neck. You were close, so close to coming…

“Aah-! A-all yours!” You warble out through watery bleating moans, gasping while you creep closer to paradise.

Feeling you tighten around him sent shivers up Thomas’s spine despite the heat of the room. Your pussy was perfect, whining throatily from your slick walls choking his cock, submerging it in molten juices as you took every inch, back arching with a string of whined curses as slammed into your sopping cunt even harder. Desperately needing to cum with you.

Watching his eyes roll into the back of his head with a filthy groan, you feel him grow inside of you; ridiculously deep, the outline of his cock is visible right below your bellybutton, Thomas blindly reaches down to your swollen clit smacking it wetly in time with his thrusts and within seconds, you’re stiffening, seizing and screaming around his cock as you cum harder than you ever had before.

Eyes fluttering to the back of your skull, tongue falling out, your mind goes completely blank from your orgasm.

The wet squelches as you got so tight, Thomas couldn’t move. Gasping with a guttural moan as his own orgasm is set off by the pulsating suction of your drooling cunt. Hot cum spills into you as Thomas leans down to suck on your tongue like a pacifier while you milk his cock.

It takes a while for you two to come down. Thomas does before you, kissing over your face sweetly and running his hands all over you as he slips out, moaning at the filth of your combined fluids.

You open your eyes and even though you’re tired as fuck, you’re all smiles. Wrapping your arms around his neck to cuddle him sleepily as he grins against your lips.

Blissed out, you mumble for him to “stay the night”, yawning as you get comfortable. Ready to nap and sort out the details and perks of your new relationship later.

“I’ll stay…but you need to go pee, baby”. He whispers softly, smoothing the back of his fingers down the side of your face.

“Hmm. No thank you.”

Tightening your legs around him, you close your eyes. To you it didn’t matter since he’d more than likely cum inside you again within the next 24 hours.

“Angel, you have to go. I came inside you so-“

“I know, I was there and it felt amazing pretty boy”, Thomas blushes at that, pushing his glasses up as he tries to convince you,

“So you need to pee so you don’t get an infection. C’mon, I’ll even carry you.”

“Say please?” Cheeky.

“Normally I would…if I was asking but I’m telling you, Doll.”

“Okay okay”, tightening your arms around his neck, Thomas pushes the covers back and lifts you, making his way to your bathroom.

He feels a little nervous being so exposed after sex but good too. Euphoria buzzing through him as you hold his hand from where you’re sitting.

“Okay I can take it from here big boy. Go get comfortable, I’ll be back after I clean up a bit, I’m sure I look questionable.”

Shaking his head, you were never anything less than otherworldly to him.

“Not at all, you’re always pretty. But I’ll be here okay? I won’t leave.” He really was too sweet, reassuring you like that. You smile at him warmly, waving him down so you can kiss real quick before he turns to go.

“I’m borrowing your clothes, by the way.”

“If you and your horse can fit any of them”, laughing as he gasps and pretends to clutch his pearls.

“We’ll see about that miss missy!” Closing the door, you’re left pleasantly sore and grinning.

You liked him so much. You liked Thomas and he knew and liked you back and now you’re his girlfriend. Suppressing a squeal, you pee and clean up as fast as you can while trying to mentally recount everything that just went down.

You were dating your gorgeous nerd neighbor who has mad dick and damn why didn’t you move to New York sooner?

Washing your hands, removing the smudged parts of your eye makeup and applying some tinted lip balm, you fix your hair and go back to your room.

Thomas is standing there in his boxer briefs holding a “Sharpay’s Fabulous Adventure” shirt, seemingly one of the few big enough to fit him. He looks up and curses when he sees you’re still naked. Licking his lips as you slowly walk up to him.

“Ha! I told you so…now let’s go to bed.”

Hypnotized, he drops the shirt and gets under the covers with you after turning off the light, pulling you on top of him, his arms around your waist as you get comfortable again, yawning blearily.

Turning your head up, you take off his glasses, putting them on the nightstand next to your bed, pressing generous kisses all over his pretty face, cooing as you go.

He was positive now that he might be falling in love.

Kissing you back just as tenderly one more time, you rest your head against his chest, eyes slipping shut with his as his deep voice resonates through the dark room,

“Goodnight Doll….I really like you.”

“Goodnight boyfriend. I really like you too.”

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

Mah sweetiebaes (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )♡︎♥︎ @taylormarieee @luvlydeja @b1mb0slvt @missusnora @eleanorbaybars @eymie

.❣︎.

“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

I wanna be fucking next😭💀

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ꨄ𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 >>> 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝟷𝟶 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚎-😂

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

♡︎.

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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”.

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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.