He Looks Like He Just Got Woken Up From His Nap

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 the mile high fox where the reader is slash’s gf and Steven is the one who joins in?

A/n: I’ve relearned how to write with this fic

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

Touring with Slash was always fun, the concerts, the adrenalin, the vacations. You couldn't always join him but when you could you loved it.

You were on an overnight flight, Slash was crashed in your shared bed in the cabin and you were curled up at his side while Steven slept peacefully across the room.

You had been sleeping earlier as well in the airport, Slash carried you onto the plane and crashed when his head hit the pillow. But now you were awake. Wide awake.

You didn't want to move around too much, not wanting to wake anyone. You could technically sleep whenever you wanted but they were on a stricter schedule, getting most of their sleep on bus rides and flights. You didn't want to disrupt that... However, you were bored and getting needier by the second.

You noticed not too long ago that Slash was dreaming, mostly you noticed him getting hard and those soft moans he let out in his sleep.

You knew you shouldn't, but you couldn't help yourself.

You glanced back over your shoulder to make sure Steven was still sleeping before tugging the blanket down and moving down to Slash's waist, watching with hungry eyes as you pulled the thin blanket off his hard cock.

You trailed a finger along his length, watching him twitch at the featherlight touch before placing a few kitten licks on his already leaky tip.

You laid between his legs, gripping the sheets tight, bracing yourself before taking him into your mouth and down your throat. You gagged around his girth but pushed yourself to bob your head on him, helplessly bucking against the sheets as if it would provide some sort of relief.

You felt a hand on your hip, for a moment you didn't think twice about, then you did because there was no way it was Slash's hand.

Your head snapped back to look at who it was, Slash slipping from your mouth as you did. Steven, evidently, hadn't been sleeping and was now on his knees behind you, one hand on your hip, the other at your cunt, fingers running through your slick folds.

You opened your mouth to say something but all that came out was a moan when he pushed a finger into you. You knew you shouldn't but it felt so good and you were so desperate.

Steven took his hand off your hip and guided your head back to Slash, without another word you took the guitarist back into your mouth, moaning around him as Steven prepped your hole.

This was not the first time you've woken Slash up with sex, he's told you multiple times it's his favourite way to wake up and it worked the same way when it came to you. Always sweet and lazy, slow movements from being tired and then you'd fall back asleep.

Slash woke up slowly, not quite realizing this wasn't a dream yet. When he woke up a bit more he reached down to your head, not guiding you yet but just running his long, skinny fingers through your hair.

Slowly, Slash opened his eyes and smiled down at you, moaning out and rolling his hips. His eyes shot open and he looked back down at you, past you at his friend who kneeled behind you, two fingers scissoring your pretty pussy.

"What the fuck." He muttered, voice still soft and raspy from sleep. "Steven... you're fucking my girlfriend..?"

Steven looked up from where you and he met to look Slash in the eyes. "You weren't." Slash thought for a moment, he wanted to be mad but it wasn't in his nature. Also he was about to cum and that was more important in the moment.

You felt him pulsing and twitching on your tongue, low groans leaving him as hot spurts of cum shot down your throat, holding your head down on him, your nose shoved in his pubes, inhaling all his scent.

You could feel yourself getting closer on Steven's fingers, the way they curled and prodded your gummy walls. Before that knot inside you could snap the blond pulled out of you.

You looked back at him with a pout and furrowed brows, Slash slipping from your lips once more.

Steven chuckled softly and shook his head as he got off the bed, dropping his boxers to his ankles. "Don't worry, darling, I'll take care of you."

"I can do it." Slash said, slowly sitting up and reaching for you, when you were close enough he wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your neck, ready for sleep again.

You whined softly. You loved Slash, the way he touched you, treated you, how he talked to you at any given moment, but you needed something more than this tired state of his. Steven was awake and full of energy, his dick was also pressed up against you and his arms were snaking around your waist.

Slash seemed to have given up on fucking you, letting Steven take control while he settled for sucking your neck. Steven could fuck you but you were his, his to mark, his to love, his girlfriend.

Steven pushed into you, drawing a moan from you while he threw his head back in a loud groan. Not sure what you were expecting, but Steven being loud just made everything better.

Slash wasn't quiet, per se... yes he was, unless he was overstimulated, he'd whine until he lost his voice. Usually it was just low grunts and groans in your ear, but when you heard him, fuck, did you hear him.

Steven's fingers definitely did their work and feeling him stretch you out, tip prodding your insides, it made your head spin. He started slow but quickly threw that out the window, trying to keep a steady rhythm but failing in his attempt to satisfy himself.

He often found it hard to focus on whoever he was with, once he got his dick wet he was done for. Slash, however, did not appreciate this approach, not when it was his girlfriend getting used.

He reached down and started rubbing your clit in circles, just the way you liked it. His plump lips pressing a mix of soft and rough kisses on the sensitive spots of your neck, nipping to make sure there'd be hickeys.

It wasn't long before you came, Steven following shortly after, hips rutting into yours as he dumped his load inside you. Slash glared at him as he did so, that was his hole, his fucking girlfriend.

Slash held you to his chest with one arm, using the other to swat at Steven. "Go get a rag or something, can't leave her like this." He grumbled.

Steven rolled his eyes but went with a smile to get something to clean you up.

Slash laid you back down, looking you up at down. Slash was fine sleeping naked, you preferred to keep something on and tonight that happened to be his Ramones shirt.

That wasn't enough to put an end to Slash's frustration, his possessiveness. Not when he saw one of his best and oldest friends cum seeping out of you.

He moved between your legs, lapping at your folds as you whined, twitching until he held your legs in place, arms wrapped around your thighs.

He didn't stop once he was done cleaning you like a cat, he was leaving marks on your inner thighs, too, and he needed to make you cum on his own.

He pushed two fingers into you, his fingers were longer and slimmer than Steven's, hitting deeper inside but leaving out most of the stretch from the drummer's thicker digits.

While his fingers worked on your cunt his tongue focused on your clit, not stopping until he felt your thighs clamping around his head, whines echoing off the thin walls.

Your mind was a muddled mess, but you could function well enough to see Steven standing beside the bed and waiting for Slash to move so he could clean you, only Slash wasn't having it.

He snatched the cloth from Steven and gently wiped you down.

Steven didn't take the hint and crawled into bed, curling up with you. Slash was tired and couldn't fight it anymore.

That didn't stop him from playing tug-of-war with Steven, who thought it was just playfulness between brothers and not Slash planning a murder.

Come morning Slash was on his stomach, somehow you and him had switched places and Steven was sprawled over him, partially dangling off the bed while you cuddled a the blanket they'd discarded.

You obviously had to take a picture of it to push in their faces, Steven would laugh, Slash might kill you but it was worth the risk.

slash looks so good here I wish it was me screaming at him

if you still accepting requests, i can ask a duff or steven (headcannons or one shot) with a reader that's guitarrist of a punk rock/hard rock band?

Duff mckagan with a rockstar girlfriend

A/n- okay so i really hope this is okay for you my lovely, please give me your honest feedback, it helps! And please request, everybody🫶🏼‼️

I am not ignoring your requests- I am working on them🫶🏼

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Loves your aesthetic and the way you present yourself

Walks around your apartment in your bands merch

Gets pissy because you can do eyeliner better than he can

Kisses you stupid when you get off stage

Brags to people about you- “my girlfriend is in that band, isn’t she awesome?”

You paint his nails sometimes

You also dye his hair for him when he needs it redoing

Listens to your music on repeat when you’re not around

If you have dyed hair, he will be mesmerised by the way it glimmers in different lights

He will also suggest the next colour you get

Sneakily watches you practice your instrument when you think he isn’t around

Loves loves loves your bold makeup, but loves it even more when he’s the one that has it running down your face

Isn’t a massive PDA person, but if men are staring at you, he will have a hand round your waist in seconds

Traces your tattoos with his fingers

Definitely has a picture of you in his wallet

Secretly searches you up, just to see all the pictures he hasn’t seen of you before

Finds the way you play mesmerising

After you get off stage, he is always waiting for you to give you a hug and a messy kiss

When he goes on tour, he wants to take you with him, and he gives you the most sad looking puppy eyes when you tell him you can’t because you have to stay and practice with your band

And when you go on tour, he counts down the days till he sees you again

Buys you jewellery that he thinks you would like

Brings you flowers after the first time you guys went big

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Thank you so much for all the love on this blog!! 🫶🏼

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

i feel like late 80s/early 90s duff mckagan would totally start out slow with you and maybe even be kinda shy, but as soon as you ask for it, this man would fuck you HARD. like, you have tears running down your face in the best possible way. he’s always making sure your okay with everything that is going on throughout the process though, and he is a consent king. when your done, he cuddles and softly kisses you until you both fall asleep.

this man is like, 6’4” too and its driving me crazy😩

no bc this man is soooo big he’s mouth watering. i bet he’s super soft and gentle w his girl at first for sure. cupping your face lightly when you kiss, rubbing a hand up and down your back lightly. cradling you to him when he fucks you so deep and slow.

but one day he’s so pent up and you can tell he’s holding back and you tell him to fuck you hard. and after some brief hesitation he does and it’s mind numbing. suddenly he’s pulling your hair and ramming you so hard you feel him in your throat. he presses over you and hoists your legs over his shoulders lifting your lower back off the bed and goes at it until you’re crying and yelling for him to keep going, fuck you harder, make you cum.

when you do, your vision whites out and when you come to duff is spilling inside you, hugging you close again just like he does when he’s being gentle.

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.

Some duff fluff where reader gets her period while she was sleeping and accidentally gets blood on the sheets so she feels bad and he comforts her

A/n: A good chunk of the fluff that I write is about periods and I think that says a lot

Warnings: Nothing, just fluff on your period

Masterlist

Duff combed his fingers through your hair, a warm smile on his face as he watched you sleep.

Your nose scrunched as you began to stir, eyes fluttering open but sleep clung to your eyelids, weighing them down. Duff kissed the tip of your nose, then your forehead before he spoke. "Good morning, love." His voice was quiet and a little raspy from having woken up not long ago.

"Morning, Duffy." You mumbled, curling up and nuzzling your face into his chest. The movement was enough for you to feel a wetness between your legs.

Thinking you were just horny a grin spread across your face. You pushed Duff onto his back and straddled his lap, lips already going for his neck before you caught a glimpse of the crime scene on the sheets right where you'd been sleeping.

Your eyes widened, mortified at what you'd done. You quickly pulled the sheets up, trying to be discreet about it, and hauled ass to the bathroom with nothing more than a panicked "Excuse me."

Your shorts were ruined, there was no way to hide it. You sat on the toilet, holding your head in your hands as you tried to come up with something.

Finally, you reached for the toilet paper, it was your only hope.

"Hey, are you ok?" Duff's voice came from the other side of the door with a quick knock. "There's stuff under the sink." You paused for a moment before darting to the cabinets and finding a box of the same brand and same size pads/tampons that you use, along with a few other things. "Open the door, I've got something for you to change into." You chewed your cheek, hesitating to open the door.

You wanted to get out of your bloodstained shorts, a new pair of underwear wouldn't hurt either, but the thought of opening the door and looking him in the eye after that...

You took a deep breath and turned the doorknob, still on your knees from digging through the cabinet.

Duff's head slowly fell as he tried to find you, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth when he saw you. "You didn't do anything wrong, you know." He said, handing you a pile of clothes, some new underwear and sweats along with one of his shirts.

"Your sheets are ruined." You mumbled taking the clothes from him.

"They came with the apartment." He said. "You didn't ruin anything." He leaned down and gave your forehead a quick kiss before closing the door.

You changed, using the products he had on hand, gave yourself a quick pep talk in the mirror before heading out to face the issue at hand.

You swung the door open to see... nothing. Well, not nothing, just no mess. Duff was pulling the sheets into themselves, making a bundle to throw out.

He set the pile on the floor by the door before coming over to you and wrapping his long arms around you, pulling you tight to him. "Get yourself set up on the couch, I'll go throw these out and then we can watch movies or something." He said, peppering your face in kisses.

Duff left with the pile of sheets, you heard the front door close a moment later with pulled you from your trance. You shook your head, taking a last glance at the clothes on the floor of the bathroom. You weren't sure what to do with them, but he told you to go to the couch so you did.

You wrapped yourself up in a blanket, curling up in the corner of the couch until Duff came back. He pushed your hair back and kissed your forehead, taking a seat beside you and wrapping his arm around you so he could pull you to his side.

"I need things." You mumbled. "I have them at my place, I can just go back-"

"What things?" He asked, cutting you off. "Heat pack? Ice cream? Your boyfriend?" He teased, kissing your cheek.

You chuckled softly and nodded. "A heat pack sounds nice." Without a second thought Duff got off the couch and went to the kitchen, pulling a grainy pillow from the fridge and putting it in the microwave for a few minutes before returning and handing it to you.

"I checked the date about a week ago and figured you'd be getting your period soon so I got prepared just in case." He explained, adjusting the blanket so he could get under with you.

You nodded at his explanation. "So, you track when I bleed and you know exactly what I use when I bleed."

Duff thought for a moment, staring at the TV across the room. "Wow... that makes me sound like a perv, doesn't it?" You laughed with him, leaning your head on his shoulder. "I-I just wanted to, like, make you comfortable, or something." He said, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze.

You shook your head and stretched your neck to kiss his jaw. "No, it was sweet, thank you for this."

"Really?" He asked, hand falling from your shoulder to the heat pack tucked into the waistband of your sweats.

"Yes, really, it was nice." You assured. You exhaled softly. "Duffy?"

"What is it?"

"Do you have any Advil?" He kissed the top of your head and hurried off to the bathroom.

Day 26: Overstimulation

A/n: I am trying to finish all the days before November, they will come, I may not sleep but they will be finished

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

Kinktober

Duff loved taking his time with you, forcing multiple orgasms out of you before he came, often overstimulating the both of you.

He was laying between your legs on the bed, your thighs twitching and clamping down on his head. His long fingers were buried deep in you while his tongue swirled around your puffy, swollen clit.

He hummed against you, hips bucking into the sheets that soaked up his pre-cum. “Jus’one more.” He mumbled, words slurring and his eyes drooping.

Your hands clutched his hair, tugging on it. You couldn’t even think to listen to him, only focused on his tongue and fingers as he pulled another from you.

You felt it building, that familiar knot heating up until it snapped, though it felt different and when you looked down at Duff his face was scrunched, liquid dripping down his nose, cheeks and chin.

He wiped his face and licked your juices off of his hand.

He looked up at you, a new fire in his eyes as he sat up, cum dripping from his tip. He pulled you closer, sinking into you with ease and setting a harsh pace immediately, searching to see you squirting again, this time around his cock.

You could barely stay conscious, Duff on the other hand had lost control, mind going numb as he chased that feeling again. All you were was a mumbling mess under him, aching with pleasure.

Duff was sniffling in your ear, cock pulsing painfully in you. “Just-just do that, please… again, I wanna see it again…” He was by no means a small man, but he always seemed so small with you.

He was twitching in you, dragging against your gummy walls. He was so close, so close it hurt but he wouldn’t let himself go until you came again.

His hand went down to rub your clit, making you squirm and squeal until you were squirting on him again, drenching the sheets and his stomach while he coated your walls in a thick layer of his cum.

He was panting right in your ear, arms wrapping around you and pulling you tight to him while he slowly collapsed onto you, burying his face in your chest.