When You Kiss Them In Places They Don't Expect

When Tony finished seeing the video of Bucky killing his parents, and he turns to Steve like:

you hear a slip and a crash before a loud scream comes from across the house and you're trying so hard not to stifle out a laugh and trying so hard to calm the burning in your cheeks and ears. the moment you hear the bedroom door slam open and shut, you're bolting from the living room to the kitchen to try and put some distance between you and your husband.

"what is this?" his voice is breathless, but anticipating, filled to the brim with excitement and disbelief and awe and so so so much joy. he stands on one side of the island.

and you stand on the other, teasing him, "you know what it is," looking at the object in his hand.

"it's positive," he tells you, as if you don't already know, making his way towards you.

"i know." you move the opposite way, in circles, trying to retain the space between you two.

"and?"

"and what?"

he stops chasing for a moment. you do too. "why are you running away from me?"

you bring the long sleeves that are spilling over your hands to hide your growing smile, muffling a, "because you're too excited right now. and i know you'll topple me over the moment you get your hands on- AHH!" you shriek as he somehow makes his way to you, lifting you by the waist and twirling you around.

you shriek out his name, "put me down!" you somehow both can't stop laughing.

when he finally puts you down, you lean into his warmth, the stick facing you both to stare in awe at. "when'd you find out?"

"this morning; about an hour after you left." you're biting you lip as meticulously try to read his face.

you're only met with pecks and pecks and pecks of kisses on your lips. "so you're really pregnant?"

you hum in reassurance. "yes, i'm pregnant." finally spelling it out into fruition.

he gets down on his knees and kisses your belly. "hi pregnant, i'm daddy."

+ MIYA ATSUMU, UMEMIYA HAJIME, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, oikawa tooru, kuroo tetsurou, HINATA SHOUYO, ITADORI YUUJI, gojo satoru, ino takuma, PORTGAS D. ACE, SHANKS, CHIFUYU MATSUNO, manjiro "mikey" sano, VASH "THE STAMPEDE" SAVEREM, andy (undead unlucky) and any other characters

Thranduil appreciation post!

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I love zoro how I love my men, fictional 😂

monster trio + secret kinks

it doesn’t really register with luffy that he shouldn’t be enjoying this as much as he is, that maybe he should have a bit of shame when he walks past your private quarters and sees you with three fingers buried knuckle deep in your pussy. the shame never creeps in though. not when he walks closer to the cracked open door, not when he palms himself over his shorts, not when he starts panting along with you as you fuck yourself open. you’re so wet he can hear it and bites his lip to stop himself from whining. he wants to devour you, eat you out till your hips are bucking off the bed and your thighs are clamped around his head. luffy’s so lost in the fantasy, picturing just how right it would feel to roll your clit against his tongue, that he nearly misses your sudden cry. he knows, even without seeing the frustrated tears that wet your lashes, that you can’t make yourself cum. but that’s okay, that’s why he’s here. if only you’d come to him first, he thinks as he pulls his cock out, spits in his palm and starts to stroke himself. he’ll help you out after he’s gotten his fill of watching you try to reach a high that eludes you.

zoro would die before he told you how much he likes it when you wrap a hand around his throat and squeeze. he knows that you know the effect it has on him but still, the tip of his ears burn at the thought of confessing it out loud. the first time was an accident. he had you folded in half, fucking into you with messy, desperate strokes. you’d reached up to hold on to him and were too cockdrunk to realize you’d ended up putting your hand around the base of his neck. zoro jerked at the touch, a guttural moan ripped from him at the slight dig of your nails as you cum all over him. now, he chases that dizzying high every chance he gets. when you ride him, zoro slides your hands up from they’re braced against his chest to grip his throat. you’re an angel at first, trying not to hold on too hard like he’s made of glass but lose your hesitance when he grabs your throat and shows you exactly how he needs it. your pulse races beneath his fingertips, breath ragged as you tighten your grip to match him. zoro thinks you look beautiful when black spots dance across his vision.

there aren’t many things sanji keeps secret from you. whenever he tries to hide something from you, the guilt curdles his stomach and makes him nauseous. he always ends up confessing but this, he reasons with himself, is harmless. it’s not like you were using the panties he finds and you have so many, you won’t notice that one’s ended up missing. except one turns into two turns into sanji rooting through your laundry cause he’s so hard it hurts and you won’t be back until it’s dark and he can’t get off without the taste of you on his tongue. it’s one of the rare instances where sanji lets himself indulge, stroking himself off in the same, slow way you like to touch him while he laps like a dog at the seat of your panties. it’s filthy and shameful and he’s leaking so much precum it’s spilling between his fingers. all the while, as he stokes the heat in his belly, he’s thinking of you. thinks of you walking around in the panties he’s now sucking on, wonders if you touched yourself in them, if you came in them. the thought alone is too much for him to bear and sanji cums thick ropes with your name and panties in his mouth. 

*Dyn near death covered in blood and sweat*

ok but that’s hot tho

Out of Context Tom Pt.4 

"I promise to keep it on if I can kiss you,"

Summary: Din really wants to kiss you, but that means taking off his helmet…

Pairing: Din Djarin (Mando) x Reader 

Word Count: 972

Rating: SFW Tags: First kiss, Kissing, Blindfolds, Friends to lovers, Gentle kissing, Flirting, Cockblocking

Notes: Yah!!! I always thought Din was cool but when he took off his mask I was like *o* So yeah we gotta do some fics about him. Heres my first!

“Do you trust me?” you ask him. Din doesn’t pause his answer. “Yes,” he says quickly. “Do you trust me enough not to peek?” “I do.” This time he does pause. “But I don’t want to take any chances. I can’t let any living thing see me without my helmet, you understand this.” And that was true, you did understand. You knew how much being a Mandalorian meant to him, and how he’d honor the code until he died. It was a shame, you badly wanted to know who lay under the mask, who had won your heart over, who you were thinking of day and night.   Din clearly felt the same. At first, he was blunt and quiet around you, just like everyone else, but it didn’t take long until you heard him laughing and smiling from under his helmet on the regular. You had won him over and he damn well knew it.

“What if I blindfold you? Would you be alright with that?” Din asks you, clearly eager. “You can, but don’t blame me if it slips off and I take a peak,” you flirt. “Very funny,” Din says. “But I promise to keep it on if I can kiss you,” you flirt. Din smirks from under his mask as he wanders off down the corridor of his ship.

You sat there in silence for a moment, overhearing Din rummage with something down below. Your cross your legs on the passenger seat, looking over at the Childs closed cot, resting. Din re-appears with a black cloth in both hands. He kneels down in front of you so he’s level with your face, and ties the blindfold behind your head. You adjust it slightly, making it more comfortable over your nose. “Can you see?” he asks. “Of course not!” Your sight was black. Din waves his hand in front of your face, seeing if you’d flinch. You didn’t as you obviously couldn’t see him. “Happy?” You ask him. “Mhmm,” Din replies. You hear a shuffle, the sound of metal clanking, and a light thud next to you. Din had removed his helmet and placed it on the dashboard.

Still kneeling in front of you, he takes your hand and places it softly on his cheek. Skin contact. You rub your thumb lightly over his cheek, the strands of his stubble prickling your fingertip. “I guess there’s no need to shave if no one ever see’s you,” you joke. Din laughs. “I like it,” he shrugs as your other hand comes up to cup his other cheek. You spend some time brushing your hands over his skin; feeling the curve of his chin, the softness of his cheekbones, the thickness of his brows. “Well, you’re human,” you state. “Mhmm,” he replies, closing his eyes, warming up to your touch. You run your hands up through his mop of hair, medium length and thick. “I’ve always liked long hair,” you joke. He grins again and shuffles closer to you, pulling off his gloves and placing his hands on your lap.

You can feel his face close to yours, his warm breath against your flustered cheeks. Din reaches one of his hands up to hold the crook of your neck, his fingertips brushing into your hair. You can feel his nerves radiating off him, his hand ever so slightly shaking. “For a bounty hunter, you’re pretty nervous,” you joke, trying to calm him. “Never kissed someone so breathtaking before,” Din softly replies. “You haven’t even kissed me yet!” You laugh. “Oh yeah..” And with that, Din pulls you forwards slightly and finally bridges the gap. The first thing you feel is his mustache ticking against your upper lip, making you smile against him. His nose bumps lightly against yours as you kiss; you found this cute, but Din seemed tense. You loosen him up by cupping your hands on his jawline, rubbing your thumb over his cheeks. Din tightens his grip of your hair to pull you against him even more, not knowing you could get closer to this man. His other hand snakes its way off your knee to around your waist, pulling you forward. You uncross your legs, letting his body slide in between them. You felt Din let out a soft sigh against your lips; you knew this man was weak for you. “You mesmerize me,” he says softly. You smile as you continue to kiss him. “The feelings mutual,” you purr.

Din’s knees are hurting, but he doesn’t want to move. He’s far too occupied in the hands of a pretty woman who has him wrapped around her pinky. The two of you spend what felt like hours exploring each other; a mixture of soft and hard kisses, open mouth, closed mouth, a bit of tongue. Din lets out the softest signs and moans every now and again, making your heart flutter. The two of you abruptly stop as you hear a small squeak. Din doesn’t hesitate in standing up, keeping his head down, and putting his helmet back on. “He’s awake,” Din says through the slight drone of his helmet. You reach behind your head to un-blindfold yourself, opening your eyes to see the Child looking at the two of you, his mouth happily open. Din pats his head before sitting down in the pilot seat, swiveling it around to focus on driving. You stand up and pick the Child up, nestling back down in your seat with it bundled in your arms. “Little cock-block, aren’t you?” you ask it. You head Din laugh upfront. The Child looks at you with confused eyes but smiles anyway. “At least we know the blindfold works,” you say to Din, watching him drive. “I’ll keep it handy for next time then,” Din says looking of his shoulder. You smirk.

Next time.

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