Love Me More (artrick X Fem! Reader)

Hii, quick little question. Yk the smut calendar thing, did you make it or not, if so is it free for others to use??

hi my love!! no, i did not make the calendar, i found it on @judeable-brainrot s page, but the link to the original creator is here!

thank u for asking!! <3

totally disappointed that josh and mike didn't come to the golden globes.. (zendaya looked amazing) and they won!!!! i think it was totally deserved because i listen to that soundtrack literally every day :)

but fr.. where are josh and mike.. i wanted new content tonight!!!

tiktok just got banned.. where will i watch my horny art donsldson edits now...

day 22: angry/makeup sex (just art coming to visit after a while) <3

almost home :) getting in uber now

your phone dings with arts text, making you smile widely. art has been gone for 3 weeks on a tournament in miami, and you've missed him terribly. you flutter around your room, picking up any stray papers or garbage on the floor. you're straightening your pillows on your bed when art knocks at your door, making you squeal with excitement. you open the door widely and jump into arts arms, making him drop his bags. "art!! you're here finally!" you smile, giving him a kiss on the cheek. art nods, his cheeks blushing. "im here.. finally" you kiss him for the first time in what seems like forever, and art immediately pushes his face against yours, his baby blue eyes fluttering closed.

art stumbles into your room, still kissing you as he shuts the door with one hand, before letting his arms loop around your waist and pull you closer. you weave your fingers into his hair, pulling and tugging to make him whine the way you like him to. art complies (of course) whining softly into your neck as he presses wet kisses below your ear. you giggle at the ticklish feeling, backing the two of you up until the back of your knees hit the bed. you sit up on the bed, pulling art to stand in between your legs. "missed you s' much.. was always thinking about you" art whispers into your ear, letting his hands rub up and down the sides of your body. you smile, "missed you too art.. missed you every day you were gone" art shivers at that, still not used to hearing such sweet words come out of your mouth.

you pull off arts sweater quickly, placing your hands on his flushed skin as he sucks purple marks into your neck. art does the same to you, taking time to notice that the sweater you were wearing was his own that he left behind with you. you press your chest against his, raking your nails down his back and leaving red trails behind. art bends into your touch, leaning forward onto the bed to lay you down, sliding between your legs. you pull down your sweatpants, kicking them to the side of the bed as art does the same. art promptly presses his dick into you, even though you're covered by your panties, art swears he can feel every part of you. "t-thought about this every day.." art admits bashfully, hiding his head in your neck.

you smile, happy to hear that art missed you just as much as you missed him. you're motivated to pull arts patterned boxers down under his balls, peeling your underwear to the side. "please just make it up to me art.." you groan, your head falling back onto the pillow. you'd forgotten how big of a stretch it is to take art fully, but he's producing enough precum to thoroughly lube the both of you up. art is snugly inside of you now, the feeling of his warm, full balls plugging you up makes you scratch at his shoulders. "move art.. please move.. i wanna feel you" you moan out, letting art move his hips the way he likes it, shallow enough to not make you feel too empty, but pulling out enough to make you feel the plap plap plap of his balls against your ass.

art moans loudly, pulling you impossibly closer to him. "f-fuck.. tried to j-jerk off without you but i couldn't cum.. couldn't do it without you.." art whines. the thought of art frustrated in his bed over the fact that he can't cum without you makes you tighten up around him, causing arts hips to stutter. arts hands come up to widen your legs for him, giving him more room to maneuver his lanky frame. before long, you hear familiar moans and whines that get louder and louder, alerting you to the fact that art is going to cum. "don't cum without me okay artie? you can last a couple more minutes, can't you?" you whisper seductively in his ear, almost hypnotizing him to nod along with you. "y-yeah i can do it.. i-ill be really good 'n ill wait for you.."

it takes arts full strength to hold himself back from cumming, but luckily the deep strokes he gives you makes you cum quicker than you thought, your back arching into his chest. art follows closely after you, moving his hips almost out of instinct to push his cum further into you, to make sure you would still have a piece of him the next time he went away. art shivers against you, his body automatically growing heavy and relaxed. art climbs fully into the bed next to you, now fully feeling the exhaustion of his day of traveling. "'m gonna go t' sleep now.. okay?" art mumbles against your skin, already drooling a little bit. "alright artie, ill be here" <3

i came..

i need to lick the sweat off of him ❤

i love this sm 😭😭😭

what are your own like personal headcanons about art donaldson!!! i love hearing about silly thoughts people have <333 (i love your writing btw!!)

(thank you bby <3)

random art donaldson headcanons

• at 31 years old, art donaldson still can't grow a full mustache. it's as if god took all the body hairs meant for him and gave them to patrick zweig instead.

• art wears tom ford’s azure lime, a fragrance that is fresh and crisp, with none of the heavy muskiness you might expect. some might say it smells a bit feminine, but it suits him well, at least, it always smells clean.

• he named his daughter lily after his grandmother, liliane. although she didn't raise him, they shared a special bond. it was liliane who introduced him to tennis.

• he is a secret fan of the lord of the rings and occasionally quotes gollum, much to tashi’s annoyance, who rolls her eyes at the nerdy side of her husband.

• his favorite food is lasagna, but not the kind you'd expect. he doesn't crave the gourmet freshly made lasagna his personal chef prepares. what he really loves is the store-brand frozen lasagna, the kind that comes in a box and is microwaved. tashi only allows him to eat it on his birthday.

• out of all his body parts, hands are probably his favorite. which is why he finds holding hands to be one of the most intimate gestures. he prefers sturdy hands with slender fingers and manicured nails.

• art had never blocked patrick’s number all those years, just so he could one day say "the phone works both ways" if patrick ever tried to blame him for their falling out.

• he has an irrational fear of spiders. if he spots one in a room, he cannot bring himself to sleep in there, even if tashi has killed the spider for him. in his mind, the spider’s family might be plotting revenge, and that thought is enough to keep him awake at night.

• art donaldson hates the taste of coffee, no matter how many times he had tried to like it in an effort to appear more mature. to him, it always tastes like straight-up dirt. he prefers to stick with vanilla milk.

• he has tried the curly girl method countless times, hoping to restore the curly texture his hair once had as a teenager. despite his efforts and the many products he has tried, his hair remains persistently straight.

• art chews his nails when nervous. and he will chew on anything else he can get a grip on as well. tashi tries to break this habit by painting his nails with bitter nail polish but it doesn't stop him from biting them, it just tastes like shit now.

• art rarely swears or gets angry, but when he does, tashi knows he will spend the entire day brooding. it's all about muttered complaints and scowls. the only thing that typically soothes him is a warm bath.

• when lily was born, art sobbed so loudly that the nurses had to ask him to quiet down to avoid disturbing the other babies in the hospital wing. tashi was so mortified that she pretended not to know him.

[nsfw]

• he wears those tiny underwears because he doesn't feel supported in anything else. he needs his pink fuzzy balls to be secured on the court. a lesson he learned the hard way. when he was fifteen, one of his balls slipped through the leg of his loose boxers during a match, and patrick teased him about it for months. ever since that day, he has sworn off boxers entirely.

• when patrick taught art how to jerk off, art waited for patrick to be asleep to look closely at the sock patrick had used. he studied the slimy stains, comparing the cum to his own, just to make sure everything was normal with him.

• he isn’t a fan of quickies. he prefers to take his time with tashi, believing that making love is about enjoying every moment and taking the time to bring her to the edge. to him, it’s not really making love if she doesn’t climax too. however, there are times when he becomes so horny after a particularly intense practice session, where tashi had pushed him harder than usual, that a quickie becomes necessary.

• he has incredibly sensitive nipples and gets easily aroused when they’re touched or teased. when tashi wants to make him shut up during an argument, she just pinches them and he starts whimpering.

• sometimes he can't help but think about the fact that patrick had been with tashi before him, and it turns him on. the thought of them together becomes a driving force, turning into a personal competition. he feels the need to prove to tashi that he is the best sex she will ever have.

• tashi used threats of her strap-on as a way to motivate him during his matches, but now, instead of fear, it has become a source of excitement. art knows that each victory means tashi is waiting for him at home with her silicone cock, ready to celebrate.

bruh art has been MY physical therapist fantasy like i want him to help me. that being said i recognize your slay and believe you can be his young hot pt❤️ freak perhaps not matched but certainly appreciated artistically

omg i didn't think about it that way!! i definitely think he'd be such a good trainer/coach that he'd want to be your physical therapist too.. cuz who knows your body better than he does??? <3

he looks so pretty here and people do not talk about it enough... i wanna bite his ears so bad grrrr :((

day 15: begging <3 (aka what i think art says during sex)

"you smell so good. how do you always smell so good"

"just use me.. please just use me i only wanna make y' feel good.."

"i’m sorry.. i’m sorry, it’s just- fuck.. god, you’re so tight-"

"so good.. so good.. i love your pussy, fuck - thank you - thank you"

"fuck it feels s' good.. hold my hand, please"

“ah..ah..ah feels so good, oh god. ‘m not gonna— fuck, not gonna last long.”

"i need it, i need it s' bad.. please lemme have it.."

"can I cum.. please, fuck, i need it, need it.. you.. fuck, please?"

“can i please? oh god, please, i need to come, i wanna come for you.."

“is this good? am i doing good?”

“i love you, i love you, i adore you, i need you.. don’t leave me”

"'m sorry, im cumming inside you, im cumming, im so sorry.." <3

RAHHHH why does tumblr glitch out and not give me notifications for some requests in my inbox 😭😭 (i hate it but honestly sometimes it's like a little surprise)