Hiiii !! I Had An Idea For A Request, But It’s Totally Okay If You Don’t Feel Like It !!! It Would

could you write a smut about kill em all Era James and a insecure about weight reader? Where the reader is insecure at one of their concerts and james cheers her up with rough sex. And some good old fashioned after care.

Warnings: Smut, oral (f receiving), angst, body image issues, strength kink, slight choking kink, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

James loved your body, and he told you just as much, but he never told you just how much he loved your body.

You were always sensitive with your weight, since you were young people have always commented on your body and you can't remember the last time you looked in the mirror and liked what you saw.

When you and James started dating you did everything you could to make him happy, hoping it would make him want to stay with you so you'd never lose him.

Honestly, it led to fights in the past where he'd be yelling about how much he loved you, usually those fights ended with laughing because of the absurdity of it.

Still, you were self-conscious and did what you could to hide your pudge. James was so fucking tired of it and it all came to a halt when he caught you backstage after one of his concerts looking at yourself in the mirror.

You hadn't noticed him but he saw you, a lot of you, the way you pulled and tugged at your shirt to cover yourself and that frown that only worsened when you turned to the side and could still see your stomach.

"What the fuck are you doing?" You jumped, both because of his sharp tone and because you hadn't realized he was there.

"Jesus, I didn't realize you were here." You said, a smile on your face as you crossed the room to him.

James shook his head. "Nuh-uh, what were you doing?" He demanded, glaring at you. "Judging yourself again? Hating yourself? What?" Your mouth opened and closed a few times, unsure of what to say. "Strip."

"What..?" You asked, voice soft and timid.

"Strip. Now." He repeated, guiding you to the couch on his dressing room.

You quickly took your clothes off just as he asked, holding your arms over your stomach in an attempt to subtly hide your gut. James's hands moved up and down your sides, squishing you everywhere.

"I love you, you know that?" He said, admiring your body.

"You'd love me more if I went to the gym." You muttered, turning your head to the side. You'd honestly been waiting for James to just up and leave, you didn't want him to but you expected it.

"Do you understand how much I want to slap you when you say shit like that?" You turned your head back to him, brows furrowed in confusion. "I love you. I love your body. What isn't clicking?"

You couldn't think of anything to say to that.

James scoffed and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder with ease. You yelped. "Do you see this?" He asked. "I could do this with someone lighter, sure, but I don't feel strong when I do what anyone can do." He set you back down, his hands resting on your hips. "I love you, I love your body, and you make me feel strong which is the biggest turn on, you know that?" You sucked your bottom lip nervously and James rolled his eyes at you.

He pushed you back onto the couch and kneeled between your legs, spreading your thighs and licking between your wet folds. He pulled away, kissing your thighs before looking up at you. "When you cum, you lock your thighs around my head and I fucking love it, understand?" You nodded and he went back to eating you like a man starved.

That familiar ball coiled in your gut as his tongue worked in and out of you, lips around your clit and sucking until your eyes rolled back and you came on him, your thighs clamping down on him just as he said they would.

As you slowly came down from the high you realized he really couldn't move when your legs were around him, so you let him go.

He stood up, towering over you, and climbed onto the couch with you, lifting you onto his lap. "I love that, too." He said in a deep growl before kissing you, heated and passionate lips fighting for dominance which you gave into almost immediately.

He pulled back and you chased after his lips. "Only you can make me feel this way, am I understood?" You hesitated before nodded. His hand came up and wrapped around your throat, squeezing gently. "I'll make you understand."

guys stopping looking at his vagina like that

Figured I'd repost these lovely photos. God I wanna suck his cock

All day, all night, every position, every location

the v line.

just it (and everything else

that girl is more strong than me, I would have already jumped on him

AND HE HAS TO LOWER SO MUCH TO EQUAL HEIGHT WITH HER

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..."

I hate i hate i HATE being a switch bc I could be domming and then they could say something remotely hot in a dominant tone and I'd stutter and get shy and fold SO FAST. ugh.

Pretty titty

A/n: I saw a video of Slash’s titties bouncing and I died so have this, support men with titties bc they’re hot ☺️

Warnings: smut, man titties, belly riding?, idk I’m tired if you think I missed something let me know otherwise enjoy!

Slash had been away on your and you were lonely but he was finally coming home! You couldn’t keep him off of your mind so you did what you always would do and started watching clips of him from the tour.

One video in particular caught your attention.

It wasn’t anything too big, he was just running across the stage. However, he didn’t have a shirt on and you couldn’t tear your gaze away from his titties as they bounced. Mesmerizing.

He got home and you welcomed him as you always did, ignoring the growing wetness between your legs until it was finally time to crawl into bed.

Slash was not one for pyjamas and he’d been sleeping in his day clothes for the past few weeks so obviously he stripped the first chance he got, splaying out over the bed with a groan.

You crawled onto the bed with him, sitting up beside him and rubbing your hand over his chest. “Body hurting?” You asked in a soft, caring voice. Slash nodded, keeping his eyes closed as he did.

Effervescent. From his pretty chest to the fluff under his arms, you were drooling.

“Go on,” Slash said, still not looking at you, “do whatever, I know you’ve been waiting.” You smiled and crawled over him, setting yourself down on his stomach. You’d decided to match Slash and we’re naked on top of him.

You wiggled your hips, gasping softly at the feeling. Finally Slash opened his eyes. “What’re you doing?” You stared down at his chest, taking his tits in your hands.

“You said, and I quote, ‘do whatever’,” you gave his chest a small squeeze, “I’m just following orders.” Slash groaned and closed his eyes again.

“Alright, horny… whore…” He mumbled. You giggled and kept grinding yourself on his stomach. Slash chuckled occasionally, he’d never had someone do this to him before. Plus it was usually him groping other peoples tits, he’d never been on the receiving end. He didn’t hate it, but it might have just been that he loves you.

Also he got to watch your own tits bounce. He could hear your moans, how good he made you feel and he didn’t even have to do anything.

“Fah-fuck, you’re so fucking pretty.” You whined, speeding up your movements. Your hands roamed his body, groping, teasing every inch of him. You leaned down and started kissing on his chest, sucking on his nipples. God, you were close.

Your mind wandered and you ended up biting him, causing him to slap your ass. “The fucks wrong with you?” You couldn’t respond, your body was shaking from the waves pleasure rocking through you. Your eyes rolled back and your body twitching as you came.

Slash waited until you rolled off of him, though he hadn’t expected you to shove your nose in his armpit, poking your tongue out for some kitten licks. “Didn’t know you were so fucking weird.” He mumbled, shifting his arm to give you better access to him. “Maybe I’m weird if I think you look hot doing it.”

yeah born to ride

or whatever lana del rey said

I have this really fun fun fun fun very fun idea for YOU

Hear me OUTTTTT Izzy Stradlin goes to a little club with the bros and BOOM he sees reader or whatever and then they get freaky THEN they get caught or something 👅👅 idk bromeo

A/n: for his birthday a little short a little whiny 😔

Warnings: smut, fingering (f receiving), oral (f receiving), public sex, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Guns was broke, all of them skinny and high and broke, starving, but it was Izzy’s birthday and they’d be damned if they didn’t do something to celebrate.

The Cathouse was their favourite place, big parties, fun crowds, cheap booze -especially when you had the women paying for you.

They arrived, L.A. Guns were playing. While not being a big band yet, GNR were well known on the Strip, quickly having girls come up to them, playing around, grinding, and buying drinks. Once they were told it was Izzy’s birthday they were ready to do anything for him. Then there you were.

You were actually a friend of Kelly Nickels, the bassist for L.A. Guns, and were there for him, but you’d had a rough day and were just sitting by the bar. Izzy’s eyes sparkled when he saw you, as Slash teased him when he caught the other guitarist ogling you. Izzy waved him off and went to see what you were doing.

He took the free seat next to you and ordered a drink. You eyed him curiously, out of all the seats he sat next to you. You rolled your eyes and took a sip of your drink. “So, what’re you doing?” He asked, shamelessly looking over you. You didn’t respond, hoping he’d leave if you didn’t engage. The bartender came back and waited for money, but Izzy didn’t have any so he looked to you.

You shot him a look like he was crazy. “I’m not paying for your sorry ass.” You stated. Another girl came along and paid for Izzy’s drink, telling the bartender to put him on her tab. She gave Izzy a kiss but he tried to ignore it. She ran off somewhere else, leaving you with Izzy.

“Not even a hi? Hello, how are you?” He asked, leaning into you slightly. You shook your head. “Come on, anything?”

“I have been wanting to hit something all day and if you get any closer it’s going to be you.” You bit, practically nipping at the air to get him away from you.

Izzy chewed his cheek a moment and leaned back in his seat, gaze still wandering over you. “I’ve been wanting to hit something too, you know… mines a little healthier.” You shot him a look again, but it made you pause for a second. He wasn’t wrong, it was healthier with even better side effects. You turned your attention to the band, catching Kelly watching you, making sure you were ok. You downed the rest of your drink and made your way out of the club.

Izzy followed you, hoping he knew what you were thinking. You led him around the club and to the back alley. His hands went to your hips, guiding you back against the brick wall. “This is disgusting.” You mumbled, arms going around his neck. Izzy shrugged and leaned down to kiss you, it was sloppy and messy, but he was a passionate man. On a bad day this was working for you.

You knew rocker types, you were friends with many, you knew all he was looking for was a good lay and then he’d be off somewhere else fucking someone else, but it didn’t matter right now. Your hands fell, working on your pants and pushing them down. “What, no blowie?” Izzy asked against your lips. “It’s my birthday.”

“I’m not getting on my knees out here.” You said simply, dropping your panties. Izzy’s eyes widened at the slight look of your cunt. “Just fuck me, would you?” You asked, turning your back to him and planting your hands on the wall.

Izzy couldn’t exactly deny your request. He undid his jeans and pushed them down, just enough for him to pull his cock out. You glanced over your shoulder, scoffing at the sight. “You’re not even fucking hard yet?” You grumbled, watching as he stroked himself.

“I’m not a fucking faucet, can’t just turn me on whenever you want.” He grumbled. You rolled your eyes.

“I don’t have time for this.” You muttered, turning back around to face him. You tugged on his shirt. “Why don’t you get on your knees, you can get off from down there.” You tugged on his shirt again and he went down, taking a quick look around to make sure no one was seeing. “Fucking loser.” You mumbled, threading your fingers through his hair and tilting his head back.

His hand moved faster on his dick, he leaned into you and lapped at your wet folds, sucking on your clit as you stood over him. He was good with his tongue but he looked so needy and desperate on his knees for you, aching cock pulsing in his hand.

“Look at you, birthday boy getting himself off.” You mused, a soft moan leaving you as he pushed his tongue into you. “Fuck, such a good boy.” He moaned into your cunt, hand moving faster. “Make me cum first, then I’ll help you, alright?” Your breathing was heavy already, Izzy had no qualms with making you cum first, even though it was his birthday.

He stopped touching himself, focusing on you. His tongue swirled around your clit, licking and flicking it to hear you moan but you stayed quiet, knowing you were in public. The hand he’d been using on himself went between your legs and he slid two skilled fingers into you, pumping them in and out of your dripping cunt, curling them and finding your sweet spot.

You bit your lip, muffling your noises. “Fuck, right there~” You moaned, tugging on his hair. He whined against you, working faster. “Oh! Fuck, ah…” That knot in your gut was tightening, hips bucking against his face.

You brought a hand to your mouth and bit the meaty part of your thumb, muffling your moans as you came, clit pulsing against his tongue, cunt clenching around his slender fingers.

Izzy let you ride out your high before pulling away, looking up at you desperately. “You’re gonna help me now?” He asked, pleading in his eyes.

You chewed your cheek, debating it for a moment. You pushed your foot between his legs, pushing the toe of your shoes into his balls. He whined but you didn’t care. “Go on then.” You said with a smile, watching as the dots connected for him.