༞༞𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 '𝚗' 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎༞

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

༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞༞

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 9: Foodplay

A/n: I am so fucking tired like actually send help :D

Warnings: Smut, oral (m + f receiving), foodplay, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Kinktober

You were sat in Axl's lap, he was watching some show, an awards ceremony or something, you weren't paying attention. You were busy reading while he snacked.

Every few minutes he'd make you get off and he'd leave, coming back with chips or cereal, a smoke.

This time he came back with a yogurt cup.

"You spill that on my shirt, I swear to god." You teased, getting comfortable back in his lap. You wore his shirt and a pair of shorts.

His shirts all hung on you oddly, the neck hanging loosely around your neck.

"You're fine, sit your ass down." He grumbled, wrapping an arm around you and kissing your cheek as you adjusted yourself.

You went back to your individual activities, him watching whatever and you reading your book peacefully. It was going fine until you felt something went on your chest, looking down to see a lump of pinkish yogurt resting just above the neckline of your -Axl's- shirt.

You looked up at Axl, brows furrowed. "Are you kidding me?"

"It wasn't on your shirt." He said with a shrug. "Here." He smirked, leaning down and licking it up off of you, his tongue lingered on your chest a bit longer, sending tingles through you.

He pulled away, eyes still on your chest, now glistening with saliva. He finished up his yogurts cup before getting up again to get another snack, this time returning with two more yogurt cups.

Axl got back on the couch, this time sitting in front of you. He took your book from you, you barely had time to mark your page before he set it down on the coffee table.

"What are you doing?" You asked curiously, a small smile tugging at your lips.

"I wanna do it again." He mused, looking up at you with that smile as his hands slipped under your shirt, pulling it up over your head and tossing it aside.

He opened one of the yogurt cups and poured it over your chest, between your breasts, it was your day off so you weren't wearing a bra. He leaned over you and started licking it up, taking in your soft breaths.

Your hands went to his hair, tugging his ginger strands as he poured more yogurt down your torso just to take his time licking it up again.

"I could just keep doing this, huh? All the way down~" His voice was a whisper, voice deep as his hands ran down your body. "Right down to here." He said, kissing down your stomach between words, the last one landing right above your waistband.

"Fuck, Axl." You breathed, looking down at him as he tugged your shorts down, lapping at your slick cunt. Your head fell back, letting him do the work while you sat back and relaxed.

He let you cum on his tongue, legs wrapped around him, before he sat up, quickly making work on his pants and getting them off. "C'mon, darling, don't keep me waiting."

You got off the couch and kneeled in front of him. He opened the second yogurt cup and drizzled it over his hard on. You didn't need to be told what he wanted from you, taking him down your throat with that extra sweetness.

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."

Modern Au Slash

A/n: There's a video of Slash talking about how he locked himself in his office to play guitar hero for, like, three days straight so imagine if he was a kid growing up with Minecraft.

Warnings: Slash names a cat hambone

You came into Slash's room, his mom, Ola, had given him the basement since it was big enough to fit all his little fixations and also muffled him and his guitar.

The walls were lined with terrariums and plastered with posters, ranging from bands in the 90's all the way back to the 60's.

Slash was sat in the corner at his computer playing Minecraft while a Led Zeppelin played from his vintage record player.

You came up behind him, wrapping your arms around him and resting on your chin on the top of his head. "What're you building?" You asked, watching as he placed a few blocks.

"A house." You smiled at his blunt response. You'd been dating him a few months and come to realize that he wasn't cold, he didn't speak like that because he didn't care, his attention was just directed elsewhere. Didn't mean he wanted you gone.

"A house?" You asked, hoping to get more out of him.

"Yeah." He paused the game and turned to you, looking up at you with a pureness in his eyes. "You said you were gonna get the game soon so I was building us a house." He explained. "I'll teach you how to play on here, make it easy." You smiled down at him and kissed his forehead.

"Thanks, you didn't have to, though." He shrugged and pulled you onto his lap so you were facing him. He swiveled the chair back to the computer and rested his head on your shoulder as he continued to play.

"I wanted to, and I had the time." You chuckled softly at that and kissed his cheek. "Look." He said.

You looked at the screen over you shoulder and saw that he had already decorated the houses interior, having given you guys a shared bed. There was a cat on it but it didn't seem to have a name.

"We have a cat?" You asked.

Slash shrugged. "You said you wanted a main coon so I found a mod for one." You kissed his temple.

"Of course you did, loser." You teased.

Slash laughed. "Don't be mean or I'm calling him hambone." You pulled away from him, staring at him in confusion.

"Hambone?" He smiled widely at you.

You stared at the screen as he got a nametag. You watched in horror as the cute cat got flipped upside down.

"What the hell did you do?!" You yelled, staring at the monstrosity while Slash cackled.

i LOVE when he uses his hair like that

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..."

take this fucking skull of ma way pls 🙄

All day, all night, every position, every location

all big points honey, gonna show it to my grandma thanks 😚😚

i have baby fever so bad WHAT DO YOU MEAN IM ONLY 14 I WANT A BABY RIGHT NOW 😭😭😭

MY SHAYLA 😭😭

Kurt Cobain asleep after the underwater shoot of Nirvana for Nevermind. Kurt didn't feel well that day.