ive been seeing a lot of posts about country boy! art and it has taken over my brain.... him being the quiet ranch hand on your grandparents property mhm... never talks to you directly but you always see him making eyes at you whenever he can.. your grandparents forcing you to go out and help him with something and you introduce yourself.. when you shake his hand he's blown away at the softness.. almost forgets to let go :((
i imagine he's too shy to talk to you after that.. so he leaves you sweet little notes in places he knows you'll go.. a note right on your windowsill.. one on the chair you sit on to watch the sunset.. he's so precious!!!
your grandparents start to invite him inside for dinner as it's getting colder outside.. he makes heart eyes at you across the table.. completely forgetting to eat and he offers to wash the dishes to distract you and your grandparents so he can sneak upstairs and steal a piece of your clothes.. it's not his fault the closest thing he could find to steal was a pair of your panties!! he tucks them in his pocket and ducks his head down as he leaves the house.. he doesn't even do anything perverted with them!! he just longs to have you to himself.. and the closest thing is keeping something that belongs to you!! maybe one day he'll find the courage to tell you how he really feels...
GOD this picture makes me crazy... like the way he's lowkey straddling her lap.. and he's like chasing her mouth ARGHH i need him so bad.. i know he'll literally always need you to break the kiss of first cuz if it had it his way he'd literally just kiss you until he passes out <333
i came..
i need to lick the sweat off of him ❤
it’s been more than half a year since challengers released and im still not over it.
am i a loser because of the fact that AS SOON AS my head hits the pillow at night im immediately wishing that patrick and art were snuggled up next to me.. :( i know that patrick will fall asleep anywhere and everywhere in less than a minute but art needs to be in a specific position with exactly 2 blankets on top of him completely in the dark with a fan on low for him to fall asleep.. just laying on arts chest while patrick spoons you from behind.. they're so warm and cozy and yes the thought of this sends me to sleep if im having trouble <3
art kissing all over your face really happy clingy like puppy vibes when you come home cause he missed you so much
ugh yes..
i fully believe in house husband art.. just cleaning and cooking and working out while you're off at your high paying job.. the only downside to this arrangement is that art is left home alone with nothing else to do but think about you all day :( you'd never tell him that you really do think of him like a cute little puppy, trailing after you everywhere, brushing up against your hand so you'll play with his hair, and giving you wet kisses when you come home after an awfully long day..
he always is anxiously waiting by the door when you're 30 seconds later than you usually arrive home, his mind reeling from all the "what ifs" and worst possible case scenarios, but once he hears your keys jingle outside the door, he's elated. he looks you up and down to see if you're alright (you always are) and then wraps his arms around you tightly, kissing all over your cheeks and nose and forehead, rambling about how much he missed you all day and what he made you for dinner and how he hopes you like it because you've been working so hard all week..
yes.. house husband art is very real to me <3
umm yeah this is sort of personal but i just got broken up with after they invited me over today and had me dye their hair 🤣🤣 they even got me a promise ring like... for what lmao im exhausted, and right after i had to put my cat down??? thats crazy shit fr
screaming crying throwing up rn bc i literally wrote like 2 paragraphs to a series im starting…. it may or may not be abt dilf!art and babysitter reader :)
anyways might drop some asks in ur inbox tomorrow!!!
omg i can't wait... that's such a delicious idea im just gonna chew on it!! i will be anxiously awaiting your arrival in my inbox 🪷
hi y'all, im sorry that ive been m.i.a recently, as you may know, i do live in america, and as a jewish-mexican daughter of an immigrant, these past few days have been really hard for me. additionally ive just had a lot on my plate as far as extracurriculars, so i haven't had much time to write, please forgive me. ill work on answering small asks and after this weekend ill start working on a longer fic for y'all. again, thank y'all for sticking around <3
i love the idea of sucking on arts nipples, like we’re ridding him and just lean down and start sucking as he’s whinny and bucking into us UGHHH
NGHHH you get it...
i feel like arts nipples are SOOO sensitive, but he didn't even know about it until he met you.. like a lot of things, you got him to explore what he liked and wasn't brave enough to try it on his own <3
his head is already in the clouds when you're riding him, the weight of you on his lap feeling both overstimulating and comforting at the same time.. at first you slowly lean down and lick at them softly, causing arts hips to buck up into you, and he almost screams when you scrape your teeth against his nipples, shivering and shaking which both pleasure and pain, a mix that quickly causes him to squirt his cum deep into you.. <3
you pull off of him gently with one last swipe at his nipples and art completely melts into the sheets below him <3
day 14: over a surface (car sex) <3
"a-are you sure people won't see us?" art mumbles into the collar of your shirt, glancing out of the window of the car into the dark parking lot. "'m sure art.. it's so late no ones even gonna think about coming here.." you respond quickly, cooing at him in a way that silences all the doubt in his mind. "okay.. okay" art presses you up against the car door, whispering a small "sorry" when you shiver against the cold glass. you try your best to accommodate art between your legs, spreading them as much as you can in the cramped back seat.
art unzips your coat gently, throwing it into the front seat and attaching his lips to the side of your neck. you tangle your fingers into his golden hair, cupping the back of his neck. art groans, pushing his body backwards so that he can lift up your shirt, kissing the soft skin of your stomach gently. you smile, slipping the shirt off your body, hissing when your bare skin touches the chilly window. art hums an apology against you yet again, making it up to you by kneading your breasts with his hands. you arch your back to meet his touch, before pulling his hair softly and making him meet your lips once more.
arts hands wander to the waistband of your pants, looking up at you with blue puppy dog eyes. "can i?" art is practically drooling at this point, elated when you nod and let him pull them down your legs. art places your legs on his shoulders, bending down and attaching his lips to your cunt, swirling his tongue in circles against your clit. you moan his name, forgetting you're technically in a public place. art hums against you, rubbing his nose against your clit while pressing his tongue into you, his large hands placed on the back of your thighs, his thumbs occasionally rubbing softly. you feel your self getting closer and closer to the edge, clenching against his tongue you pull art away by his hair.
art pouts and looks up at you, obviously eager to get between your thighs again. "just be patient art.. let me make you feel good too.." you gently press your heel against his buldge, causing arts hips to buck up against your foot (which causes an usual wave of arousal.. but he'll focus on that later). art nods, switching places with you so now his back is against the window, spreading his legs like you did a moment before. you unzip his jeans, pulling them down his shaven legs along with his checkered boxers.
arts cock springs up against his stomach, causing him to whine in embarrassment. you eagerly lick the length of his cock, paying extra attention to the spot right under his tip, knowing that's where he's most sensitive. your hand strokes him up and down while your mouth focuses on his almost purple tip, licking his slit that's drooling slightly salty precum into your waiting mouth. you re-position him so that you can lick at his base, taking one of his squishy balls into your mouth, lapping at it messily. arts body twitches and squirms from the stimulation, his balls drawing up quicker than he expected.
"w-wait stop.." art groans, making you remove his cock from your mouth quickly. "are you okay?" you're worried that all of this happened to fast for him. "i- yes im okay i just didn't wanna cum yet.." art says shyly, biting the inside of his lip. you smile, maneuvering yourself so that you're sitting on his lap, and art can lean against the back of the seat. art gasps when he enters you, the warmth and tightness surrounding him becoming overwhelming quickly. art is okay with letting you do the work, watching you with stars in his eyes as you bounce up and down on him. anyone who walked by could immediately know what was going on inside of the car, but neither you or art cared at this point, only focused on the way your sweat slicked bodies rub against each other.
the soft plaps of your thighs on his and both of your combined moans fill the car, a symphony of sounds which you could never become bored of. art is getting closer, just watching you use him for your own pleasure is enough to make his balls pulse under him. you're in the same position though, arts cock is hitting all the smushy spots inside of you and the thought of anyone walking by and seeing you sends shocks of pleasure through your body. "'m- im gonna cum.. 'm gonna cum s' much baby.. it's gonna b' so much.. just f' you" art babbles on under you, giving a couple upward thrusts before his hips still.
art moans loudly, as usual, as shivers wrack through his body as his cum spills inside of you. the feeling of being filled up by art sends you over the edge as well, the rolling of your hips slowing down and stopping as you ride out your orgasm. arts chest moves slowly with his breaths as he comes down from his high, and you don't care that he's shiny with sweat when you rest your head against him. "you okay?" art asks softly, his voice a little scratchy from all the moaning he's been doing. you nod, "yes.. although i think we should probably get out of here.. anyone within a 50 mile radius probably heard you moaning" you tease, and arts cheeks flush red <3