Can You Do A Fem!reader X Izzy Stradlin Where The Reader Gets Izzy To Try A Strap On. At First He Acts

it is not possible that in all these years reading fanfics, one shots, headcannons and ANY MANIFESTATION OF A FANDOM i still don't know what exactly is a drabble.

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“you’re gonna get a virus on your phone”

i love illegal movie websites

take this fucking skull of ma way pls 🙄

Besties loo

Cuddle..sex?

Terror Twins x Reader

Tw: Swears, gentle sex, sleepy Nikki, Energetic Tommy, your lazy, fem!reader, masterbation, Nikki and Tommy flirting.

Nikki was cuddling you, his head between your boobs as he snored quietly. Then the door flung open, you moved your head away from the pillow to look up at Tommy.

"Tommy... what the fuck- shhh... Nikki's slee-" You were quickly cut off by Tommy screaming.

"THERE'S A SPIDER-... And I'm horny" He yelled, Nikki grumbled as Tommy yelled. He nuzzled his head into your chest more as Tommy looked over at Nikki.

"You guys cuddling with our me? Huh, guess I'll just jerk off at the end of the bed" Tommy grumbled as he sat down at the end.

Nikki looked up at Tommy, "Won't let me do that huh?" Nikki teased as he cuddled you— it got a giggle out of you.

"Get over here hot stuff and do it" Tommy flirted with a smirk, you giggled gently.

"Why don't I help out too, huh?- Well, actually. Me and Nikki are kinda comfortable right now..." You said, Tommy threw his head back and let out an exaggerated groan as he crawled over to you two and laid between you guys.

"Hey! Fuck off I was cuddling her!" Nikki groaned as he crawled over Tommy and cuddled you again.

Tommy got behind you and began to undo his pants, he kicked them off and tossed them in the floor. You were wearing thin shorts so you felt his cock press against you ass, Nikki grunted as he reached over to Tommy's clothes cock and began to rub it.

"Fuhh- fuckin' hell..." Tommy mumbled, he slipped your shorts off and then your panties came off quickly after.

He began to rub your wet slit, then your clit causing soft moans to slip from your mouth. Nikki was still stroking Tommy cock witch made him grunt and groan, Tommy then took off his boxers and pulled you into his lap.

"Hey! What the fuck Tommy..." Nikki grumbled, pulling his own pants off and then his boxers.

"What.." Tommy grumbled as he sat up and let you grind yourself against his cock, before slipping himself into you.

You moaned and tossed your head back, your cunt was tight around his thick cock.

"Mm...fuck, fuckin' hell." Tommy mumbled, it made Nikki jealous. Nikki was still rather tired so he yawned before beginning to rub his dick gently.

Your nails dug into Tommy's back as you bounced on his cock making small slapping noises. Nikki growled softly as he bucked his hips into his hand, it wasn't enough.

"Awh, Nikki gettin' a little jealous over there?" Tommy asked, one of his hand going to your hips as the other went to go jerk Nikki off.

Nikki whined impatiently, he was so tired yet so horny. You smirked as Tommy jerked Nikki off gently, Nikki let out a soft moan as he looked at you.

You quickly slipped off Tommy's dick, his cock was now wet and throbbing.

"Fuck..c'mon, please..?" Tommy grunted as he watched you curl up next to Nikki, he laid on his side and pulled you towards him. You nuzzled your head into his chest as he slipped his cock into your warm cunt.

"Fuh-fuck..i- shit.." He mumbled gently as he slowly thrusted in and out of you, Tommy quickly became jealous so he took Nikki's hand and put it in his own cock.

Nikki jerked off Tommy gently as he slowly went in and out of you, you felt him becoming close to coming.

Tommy thrusted his hips up into Nikki's hand as he quickly came, Tommy's cum got all over Nikki's hand so you smirked before pulling Nikki's hand towards your face. Tommy groaned as he watched you lick it off Nikki's hand, you were moaning quietly as Nikki quickly came in you.

Nikki was panting softly as he pulled out of you, he whined softly.

"Cuddle..?" Nikki mumbled, so you curled up Infront of him, and Tommy wrapped himself around Nikki from behind him.

"Night..." Nikki was cut off by a yawn. "Night..."

Could you do something with either 1999 James or like SKOM James where he’s touring and couldn’t bring reader with him, calls reader one night just to hear her voice to get himself off before telling her how to touch herself?

A/n: There's just something about James saying puss/pussy that makes me want to find him and choke on his cock

Warnings: Smut, masturbation, auralism (new word alert: getting turned on by the sound of someone's voice *cough cough me when Slash sings*), sexual fantasies, sexualising readers body (it says somewhere that reader has big tits too but like talking about readers body jiggling as they work out), fingering (f receiving), if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Part 2

You were making yourself breakfast when the phone rang and you picked it up. A collect call meant it was James, so you accepted because he would pay for it when he got home anyway.

"Jamie?" You spoke. "How are you, you're in Japan right now, right?" You asked, doing the mental maths in your head, if it was nine in the morning in L.A. where you lived it should be roughly two in the morning there, why he was calling so late you had no idea. Well, concerts could go late, you supposed, but why call now?

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm in Tokyo." He said, voice shaky and the words were forced out fast. "Listen, I'm, uh, in- I'm busy, I need you to talk." He mumbled, you could hear a faint rustling in the background but didn't pay any mind to it.

"It's late there, Jamie, you should be sleeping," you said, ever the worry wart for your dumbass boyfriend, "you can call me tomorrow."

"No!" James yelled, making you jump. "No, I-I can't, ngh- just-just talk to me now." He said through gritted teeth, glaring at the phone in his hand as he waited for you to say something, his other hand moving vigorously over his achingly hard cock.

You started to realize what he was doing, a small smirk spreading over your face at the situation you found yourself in. "Oh, well, I just woke up not too long ago... slept in that Motorhead shirt of yours, you know, the one with the skull?" James groaned over the call, making you giggle. You often wore his shirts, and he loved it, mostly he loved fucking your brains out with you in them.

Hearing his grunts and groans only encouraged you to keep going. "I'm wearing those panties you like, the maroonish lacey ones, you know which ones I'm talking about?"

"Mhm, I know." He mumbled, breathing getting heavier. He slowed his thrusts, closing his eyes and letting you paint him a picture.

"Yeah, they're pretty." You said, scrambling your eggs. "I woke up this morning and my thighs were all sticky, must've had a pretty good dream of you." A low groan left him, picturing his cum smeared between your thighs instead of your own need.

James heard the sizzling of your cooking, the pop of the butter in the pan. "What's that?" He asked curiously. "What're you doing?"

"Oh, that's just my pretty pussy, so hot it's sizzling just for you, Jamie." You said with a nuclear amount of sarcasm, but hearing you say 'pussy' still got him going. "I'm making eggs because it's morning, need my protein if I'm gonna go on a run."

"Please-" he sputtered out, "talk to me, tell me more." He pleaded, getting desperate as his hand moved faster. "Please, m'so close, make you cum after, just- fuck." You couldn't deny that hearing him getting off to your voice over the phone was hot, and you could feel your pulse in your clit, pressing your thighs together to soothe the dull ache forming between your legs.

You kept pushing your eggs around, they were almost done. "Think I'm gonna steal another shirt of yours, might put pants on-" James grunted at that, while he loved picturing your ass jiggle as you ran that was for his eyes and his eyes alone, "You're just thinking about my tits, though, huh? Thinking of them bouncing up and down as I go... fucking pervert."

James hummed in agreement. "Yes, I am, I'm a pervert just for you, sweetheart." He stated, hips bucking up into his hand as he got closer. "Just-just a little more, can you do that?"

You chuckled and nodded, not that he could see it. "Yeah, I can talk a little more... let's see..." You trailed, pausing just to hear him whine. "I might have to skip out on my run, stay home... I'm just so hot already, I might have to take my clothes off... at least I know where the security camera's are, I'll be sure to avoid sitting in front of those and spreading my legs... can't have any pesky visitors watching me touch myself without my big, strong man to come protect me... too bad he's not hear to bend me over and double my weight, huh?"

James's groans got louder and louder as you spoke, you could hear the slick sound of him using his pre-cum as lube on his angry red cock. The sounds he made when he came to the thought of you touching yourself. "Hah-! Fuck- ah- oh god..." You could picture him now, all flushed and tired, cumming dripping down his chest. "Sweetheart." He called, swallowing thickly between heavy breaths.

"Yes, Jamie?" You asked, taking your finished eggs off the burner.

"Go find one of those security camera's." He ordered, getting off the bed and digging through his bags to find his laptop so he could pull up the live footage.

"Why?" You asked, only slightly confused.

"Because you're going to sit there, and I'm going to watch your tiny little fingers work so fucking hard to get you off and get you nowhere, right?" He asked. "Because you're so small, need my fingers to get you off, can't even think about cumming without something stretching you out, right?"

Your eyes widened slightly but you followed his instructions to find a camera. "If you're good I'll let you grab a toy, otherwise you can sit there and work your pretty puss into nothing trying to get off without me."

Omagahhhha PLS Stevie adler smut, where the reader is stevies girlfriend and he fucks y/n while she's sleeping and she's not realizing ittt, she realizes only later when she wakes up

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consensual sleep sex fantasy / sleepy moans / raw & reckless / messy love

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You don’t remember falling asleep — just his arms around you, the smell of weed, smoke, and that cherry-sweet shampoo he pretends isn’t his. Stevie’s chest was warm against your back, lazy kisses pressed to your shoulder as you mumbled something into the pillow.

“Anytime, baby,” you’d said before drifting off. “You ever wanna wake me up like that… do it. I mean it.”

And he remembered.

Even now, in the haze of sleep, your body knows him. Hips already shifting, thighs parting. Something inside you stirs — a low, liquid ache that builds before your brain catches up. His breath is hot at your neck, and there’s pressure between your legs — slow, insistent. Hard.

You moan softly.

Still dreaming?

No. That’s him.

You blink, hazy and half-lost in the dark, but you know that feeling too well to mistake it for anything else. His cock is already buried inside you, sliding deep, slow, like he’s savoring every inch. Like he didn’t want to wake you just yet.

“Stevie,” you whisper, voice raw.

“Shhh, baby,” he murmurs against your ear, his thrusts lazy and deep, “you told me I could.”

The sound of his voice sends a tremble through you. You melt into the mattress, let out a breathy whimper. You’re soaking, full, stretched in that perfect, aching way only he gives you.

“I woke up so hard next to you,” he mutters, biting your shoulder just enough to sting. “You were already moanin’. Pussy so warm and wet for me… couldn’t help it.”

You reach behind, fingers tangling in his mess of blond curls, pulling him closer. He groans into your skin, driving deeper.

It’s filthy. The best kind.

He keeps one arm tight around your waist, the other braced beside your head. His hips snap faster now, his breath ragged as your walls squeeze around him.

“Fucking love waking you up like this,” he pants. “You’re so fuckin’ sweet when you’re still floatin’. All soft. All mine.”

You nod, lost in it, gasping every time he bottoms out. The slick slap of skin fills the room, your bodies twisting in the sheets — all sweat, friction, and heat.

“Touch yourself for me,” he growls. “Wanna feel you cum while I’m still inside.”

Your hand slides down, fingers finding that spot. It takes no time at all — you’re already on edge, your body chasing it even before your mind caught up.

“Fuck—Stevie—I’m gonna—”

“Cum, baby,” he grits, grabbing your jaw and turning your face to kiss you messy and deep. “Cum on my cock like a good girl,”

You break apart in his arms, gasping his name, your body shaking under him as you clamp around him. He swears — something raw and broken — and then he’s pulling out just in time, spilling hot across your back with a strangled moan.

You both collapse, tangled, sticky, spent.

You blink up at him, dazed and wrecked in the best way. “Holy shit…”

He grins, that stupid-cute grin that almost makes you forget how dirty he just wrecked you. Almost.

“Good morning, sweetheart.”

Day 10: Hairpulling

A/n: Day 9 is coming, when I don't know because I have no idea what to write for food play with Axl

Warnings: Smut, soft + rough sex, hairpulling, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Kinktober

Kirk was always sweet with you. You'd been dating for a few months, he definitely wasn't against fucking you, he was just gentle.

You didn't hate it, of course not, you loved how he was with you, but that didn't stop you from being... well, you.

Kirk had your hips in his lap, hands running up and down your sides as you lay back on the, rolling his hips to meet yours in slow, deep thrusts.

"You-you're so pretty." He purred, leaning down as you reached for him. He'd already made you cum twice, now twitching inside you as he held off on his own high.

The way his fingers danced in feather-light touches over your sweat-coated skin, sensitive and achy as he teased you.

Your arms wrapped around him, holding him close. "Kirk, please, faster... need it so bad..." You trailed, breathy moan falling from your lips.

"As you wish, my love." He mused, repositioning himself so he laid between your legs which you wrapped around him, pulling him closer.

He did just that, quickening his pace for you. His grunts and groans, soft moans even, fell onto your ears as he placed gentle kisses over your jaw and down your neck.

It wasn't much different to every other time you were together like this but it was just that little kick that had heat pooling in your core.

His hands rested on either side of your head, your hands moved over the expanse of his back, lightly clawing at his shoulders and accidently tugging on a few strands of his hair.

You heard a noise you'd never heard from him; a growl. Kirk, the one and only softy who had a real weird side to him, growled.

Wanting to test it out again, you reached for him, with more purpose this time. You grabbed a small handful of hair. "What-what are you-?" He was cut off by another gruff sound as you pulled on his hair. "Fuck, why would you do that?" He asked, voice much harsher than it ever had been with you.

"I-I wanted to see..." You said, breath airy. Your eyes fluttered as he continued to fuck you, movements getting faster and harsher as you tugged on his hair again. "Fuck me, Kirk." You moaned.

"I am, if you'd just stop-!" Again he was cut off by your pulling.

"Why, does it hurt?" You asked, only a little concerned.

"No, just-" He reached for your hand, holding it above your head. You just grabbed his hair in the other hand, causing a groan to rip from him, a particularly harsh snap of his hips sending jolts through you.

"Fine, you wanna play that?" He grumbled, continuing the movement, snapping his hips into yours as many times as you'd tug on his hair until the bedframe was rocking, knocking against the wall repeatedly.

Your back arched, replacing those soft moans Kirk was used to hearing from you he heard whines and cries of his name echoing off the walls, and all you did was tug his hair.

You would definitely have to do this again.

You shld write the sluttiest switch slash fic for my birthday!! 😁

-🌺

A/n: Hope this is good enough for you pookie

Warnings: Smut, use of toys, Slash rides reader, submissive Slash, mommy kink, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

"Just put it in!" Slash growled, he'd been hinting at it for about a month now but you hadn't expected him to go out and buy a strap for you, or a dildo he was comfortable with.

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not going fast enough for you, Slash, I've never been on this end of it!" You bit back, holding his hips -resting your hands on his hips, you weren't doing much holding.

He was on his knees in front of you, facing the end of the bed where he'd set up a mirror. This whole thing was his idea, he'd gotten everything set up, the mirror, the toys, he'd even prepped himself while you were at work. Now we was all ready for you and wiggling his hips in anticipation, looking back at you with a less than enthused look.

"It's the same as riding me, isn't it?" He asked, voice all raspy. Slash was very patient but he just looked so annoyed at your innocents to this. You huffed and pushed the tip of the silicone to his pulsing hole.

Slash let out a heavy sigh, getting some satisfaction finally. You moved slow at first, figuring he'd still need some easing into it since he hadn't used the toy before, just his fingers. You only agreed to this when you caught him fingering himself when he thought you were out grocery shopping.

He was on his stomach, reaching back and pumping his fingers in and out desperately chasing a high that was constantly chasing him. He'd been in tears when you got on the bed, begging for you to help him cum because he just couldn't do it.

You pushed the last inch in, a strangled whine left him. You looked to the mirror and saw him eyeing himself, a few tears rolling down his cheeks already. "Never had something this deep in you before, huh?" You asked, rubbing his ass soothingly. He shook his heads, at the lack of response you raised your hand and brought it down on the soft flesh. "Words, mutt."

His breathing was heavy, his face half buried in a pillow. He lifted himself slightly to speak. "Never-never been this full before." He muttered, voice slightly shaky.

You smiled down at him, rubbing the stinging spot you'd hit. "Good boy... that's what I thought, why you wanted this so bad, huh?" You started rolling your hips into him, fucking him nice and slow.

"Ngh-! Oh god, yes, wanted mommy to fuck me so good." You hadn't realized how quickly you'd fall into this role but it was fun. You started moving your hips faster, getting higher whines from him until he gasped and his body tensed.

A smirk spread over your face. "Right there?" You asked, hitting that same spot again.

Slash nodded desperately. "Yes! Yes, right there, mommy, right there." He babbled, pushing his ass back into you. You gave him another smack and he moaned but stayed still, loving every second of your dominant side. "Fuck, go faster." He asked, so small you decided to agree, moving faster, snapping your hips at that same angle repeatedly.

His body bounced up and down the bed, with every thrust, his noises getting louder as he got closer. His eyes were locked on himself in the mirror, the way his face contorted in pleasure, his lips parting in lewd moans. He was shaky but he managed to hold himself up, watching his hard dick sway pathetically with your rough pace.

He watched his stomach closely, looking for the bulge he always made in your stomach but he couldn't see it, even when he placed a hand over his stomach he could barely feel the toy. He knew it wasn't very big, he wasn't very experienced with this so he wanted something easy, but it was disappointing.

You leaned forward, pulling his hair out of his face and turning his head to look at you. "Don't worry, one day you'll know what it feels like to be really full." You mused. He didn't look too impressed.

He pushed you off of him, muffling the whine he let out when the toy freed itself from him. Slash was still bigger than you and had no issues moving you how he pleased. He flipped you onto your back and lined himself up with the toy before sinking down on it, tight ass swallowing it whole.

Your brows were raised the whole time, eyes widened slightly as he started riding you. It took him a minute to figure it out but watching his jaw drop as he got himself off was your new favourite sight. You could feel your own gut tightening, a heat spreading through you as he gripped the sheets, cock tapping your abdomen every few seconds.

"You look so cute like this." You muttered, watching him closely. A soft blush spread from his face down his chest, the curly bush creeping up his stomach, the slight curve of his cock as he leaked and pulsed painfully.

"Mh-! Please-please, mommy... can I- can I cum? Please, mommy, it hurts." He begged, tears still rolling down his cheeks. He swallowed thickly, momentarily choking back his moans. His legs were starting to burn, thighs aching but he didn't stop, he was so close to finally getting what he wanted, after all this time.

You smiled, still eyeing his leaking cock. "Yes, you can cum, but you have to clean it up after." He tuned out the rest of what you said, a yes was all he needed. He slammed himself down on you, on the toy, silent moans leaving him as he threw his head back, jaw falling slack as ropes of cum shot over your stomach, some making it to your chest.

It took him a minute to cum down from it, his eyes rolled back into his head and his breathing ragged. He tried lifting himself off the toy but even that was a lot for him. His legs hurt and he was tired, he dropped himself again and his eyes shot open, his cock twitching to life again.

Your smile just spread further across your face. "We are definitely getting more toys for you." You assured, rolling your hips up into him again.

look at him,he’s itching his nose