Fortunatelyangrycheesecake - Grey's

oh my god i just had the most amazing thought for a steven grant one shot

so what if you’re a librarian that works at a library near the museum where steven works at and after a particularly hard shift he comes in all needy, so you fuck him in a private room and his whimpers and moans are loud so you’re like “shhh you gotta be quiet my love or im gonna stop” and he’s like “no no please don’t stop ill be quiet just please don’t stop”

IM LOSING MY MIND OVER THIS

Pumpkin Gutsss

for the smut prompts: steven grant and 44

44. mutual masturbation moon knight masterlist || main masterlist

“Show me again.”

He sits awkwardly on the bed, watching the way you sweep your fingers over your swollen clit. You sigh softly, biting down on your lower lip as you circle the pearl of nerves. Your toes curl, hips shifting upwards to meet your touch as you please yourself in front of him.

Steven watches dutifully, his eyes following each subtle movement and committing each direction to memory. His lips are parted, a film of sweat beading on his brow. His cock throbs in his pants, pushing painfully against the zipper as if accepting any form of friction in an attempt to ease the pressing need.

“Jesus, Love,” Steven whispers, his voice slipping into a whine as he presses his palm against the curve of his dick, grinding up ever so slightly into his touch.

“You can touch yourself,” you breathe, bliss pooling between your thighs and glistening across your skin. “I’d like- I’d like to see how you like it.”

He’s scrambling, practically ripping off his belt and tearing his pants down to grab his cock. Steven’s mouth falls open, head lolling back and letting out a relieved groan of your name as he squeezes the ruddy, cum-slicked head of his cock.

“Let me see,” you whisper, and his begins to rock his hips upwards into his fist.

Hey, gorgeous. Oh, man. Sweet talking right out of the gate.

Canon

I crawled out of a coma for this

You know thats future man clip of Josh hutcherson jerking off? Imagine that with Mike and reader walks in ANNNDDD he’s all subby maybe even gets edged 😋😋

jae i love u so much i missed you

tags: fuck this is driving me crazy, absolutely pure filth. there is nothing sfw about this. afab!reader. dacryphilia maybe + the tiniest blood

mike had the house to himself. his whines and empty pleas rang throughout the home. he wasn’t usually this needy, but god he hadn’t seen you in so long and his cock was just so achy and leaky in his jeans. he couldn’t take it. he tried to at least go slowly. pumping his cock at a reasonable pace, swiping his thumb over his slit at the tip of his cock for an extra wave of pleasure. he tried so hard to be patient, imaging your voice telling him to not be so needy. but he couldn’t help himself and began wildly grinding his hips into his hand, imagining it was you.

what the brunette failed to realize is that you had walked into his home a few minutes ago. you heard his cries and whines, each of them going straight to your core. after another agonizing minute you decided to make your presence be known. you walk up to his door and slowly open it to realize the heavenly sight.

“mike?”. your eyes hold a false innocence, knowing full well you had savored his pleas up until this moment. his teary eyes batted up at you. his eyelashes barely hiding his doe eyes. mikes chest was heaving and his head was leaned up against the wall. his thick cock was drooling beads of pre coating his hand and length. his tip was bright pink, begging for attention.

“i need you so, so bad.” those six words were all you needed. your lips make quick contact with his, the kiss was sloppy. he lips swollen from his teeth digging into them combined with his never ending whines. your tongue smoothly found his way into his mouth, he didn’t even begin to try and fight for dominance. he was putty under your touch right now. before pulling away your tongue glided over his bottom lip, tasting the metallic remnants of blood from his biting. he whined. you held the palm of your hand out and mike immediately knew what to do. he spat in your hand and guided your wrist to his neglected cock.

you started of slow knowing that he was sensitive and not wanting to overstimulate him, yet. you began to quicken your pace after noticing mike had become accustomed to your slower one. his big round eyes batted up at you once more, this time tears spilt from them. he watched you stroke him with his mouth slightly open, eyes never leaving you. you opened your mouth to let some drool fall onto his already drenched cock. this sent him over the edge. he held your hand in place and began fucking up into your hand. you let him, knowing you weren’t gonna let him get away with it so easily. his cries got louder and he pulled you towards him, lips animalisticly taking your own. you knew he was close. so just when you believed he was gonna cum, you snatch your hand away. he lips left yours, only leaving a string so saliva connecting you two.

“baby please.” tears began to fall again. “you can’t do this to me, not right now. needa cum so bad, please.”. his eyes were pleading you.

“m’ sorry baby, you gotta beg. you know better than to fuck yourself using me without asking first.” your hand cupped his face, wiping away his tears. you know how pent up he was, the way is cock was leaking so badly, and the way you could see it throbbing against his happy trail.

“pleasepleaseplease let me cum. i won’t do it again- ngh, promise baby. just please- let me feel you.” he sniffled back his tears while begging for release. you couldn’t deny him any longer.

“you’re so good for me, my sweet boy”.

your hand make it’s way back onto his length, resuming the pace you originally set. mike reached his high quickly, reducing him to a whiny mess while you helped him ride out his orgasm. huge white spurts of cum painted his tummy and your hand. you let his breathing come back to normal before peeling your hand off his softening cock. mike picked up a towel from the floor and wiped both you and himself off before leading you to his bed. you immediately felt comfortable in the familiar bed. he found his way into your arms, one of the only ways he can fall asleep.

“i love you so much”, he sleepily mumbles into your neck. you give his temple a loving kiss.

“i love you too, mike. you know i’ll always take care of you.”

Get you a man who doesn't question your bizarre, superhuman strength in the least, but instead simply says "Wow," as he watches you kick a man into the ceiling.

Brian May (ft. Roger Taylor) participating in Appreciating John Deacon Hours™ during the Queen Rock Montreal commentary track