And I swear, Paul just made me hate him a little bit more.
Now THAT, my friends, is a betrayal.
THEY'RE SO CUTE
Hey there, I've just seen your post, that you still have free spots for the kinkvember list.
Do you mind if I request two in one? Day 6: Blindfolds with Tyler Lockwood? And day 12: Discipline with Baron Corbin? Can't wait for november to start. :O
Of course love!! did you wanna be added to my tag list??
Warnings: fluffyness, feet, pov change, sadness
A/n: hey guys, I'm so sorry I haven't been really writing much,I'm tired and got some stuff going on with my boyfriend. I write the warnings before I write the story, so if there's any other warnings message me and I'll add them!
Requested (y/n):yup HEY DOLLY BELL!!! Can you do another swaggersouls x female reader?
Where they're on the misfits podcast and swagger keeps flirting with her and he keeps rubbing his foot against her ankle. After the podcast he fallows her outside and you can take it from there.
Smut pls ð¥ºð
You were halfway through the podcast, talking about questions that the fans had asked.
"Are y/n and Swaggers dating?" Fitz read out the next question, and everyone 'oood'. You rolled your eyes gently but looked down as you felt something against you ankle.
It was Swaggers,well more so Swaggers foot, and you looked up,stifling a laugh because you were ticklish.
"As we have said in old episodes,and in youtube videos with Smi7y, we are not dating" You said into the mic,and then backed up as your foot twitches,and you pull away your ankle gently.
"How many episodes have me made of the misfits?" The next questions rang through.
"Over 100" someone answered,their voice kind of drowning out as you kind of zoned out,your eyes blurring over.
You snapped out of it when you felt a gently rubbing on your ankle,and you smiled slightly,knowing who it was so you looked over,smiling softly at Eric who smiled back, mouthing
"Are you ok?" To which you nodded, and went on with the podcast.
After you were done about an hour later, you started to grab your stuff.
"Hey, are you okay?" Toby asks you,coming up behind you.
You jumped slightly,not used to being talked to,and you turn around,raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah,no im fine. Just kinda jumpy and zoned today" you replied,lying easily, right through your teeth.
Toby nods and walks away,and you sigh,relaxing again, turning around and going towards the door,cracking your neck.
Pov change
Eric saw you talking to Toby, how you immediately stiffened up, and how you lied so easily, how you only relaxed after Toby left.
He knew immediately something was wrong,he didn't know what it was, but he knew something was wrong.
He watched you walk out of the building,cracking your neck, and he followed you.
Not in the creepy way,no, in the 'I'm worried, so I'm gonna follow and make sure she gets home okay'.
Pov change (again)
You opened the door to your house,throwing your bag on the couch as you sighed, the tears starting to flow as you go and curl up on your couch.
"You okay?" You jumped up immediately,grabbing the bat you keep near your couch as defense.
"Eric" you whispered,putting the bat down but not relaxing, you couldn't relax, and you quickly wipe the tears that were on your face.
They weren't falling anymore, but they were still on your face. He noticed that ,and comes over,grabbing you and pulling you into a hug.
"It will all be okay, trust me" Eric whispers to you,and you just melt into his arms,everything piling up and suddenly bursting out as you started crying,getting the front of his shirt wet.
A few hours later you were curled up in you bed,laying on his chest as you two relax, sniffling gently as you curl more into him,closing your eyes.
"I told you it'll be okay. Darling I love you,it'll be okay" he whispers,to which you smile and look up at him
"I love you too. Although it was really creepy the way you just showed up in my house, " you retell,raising an eyebrow
"Yeah...sorry about that" he laughs softly,to which you nod
"Nah it's fine,just maybe don't do that again. I almost hit you with a bat"
THE END ð REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN. REBLOGS ARE OPEN
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Ponytails are made for tugging 18+ (part 4 of kinkvember)
Too big 18+
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Pretty Peach 18+ (Part 3 of kinkvember)
ðð²ð¶ð¶ð ð€ðŒðž
Sexual love 18+ (Part 1 of Kinkvember)
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It always starts with a fight
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The first time 18+
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ðð»ð²ððð
Once It Started It Didn't Stop
Once It Started It Didn't Stop (Cast)
Once It Started It Didn't Stop (Chapter 1) Once It Started It Didn't Stop (Chapter 2)
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kinkvember list
Sexual Love (Day 1)
Black Ropes (Day 2)
Pretty Peach (Day 3)
Ponytails were made for tugging (Day 4)
ðð °ð œð ³ð Ÿð Œð
The covers 18+ (Eric Vivian Matthewsx Fem! reader)
It really hurt (JShlatt x Fem!reader)
Never knew footsies could turn into this 1/2 (Eric vivian matthews x reader)
Never knew footises could turn into this 2/2 (Eric Vivan matthews x Fem!reader)
ð µð žð ² ðð Žð ²ð Ÿð Œð Œð Žð œð ³ð °ðð žð Ÿð œð
HEARTBREAK:LIVE @zyafics
Bloodline Property: @spiicii
Gaurd Dogs: @spiicii
Brat Taming: @spiicii
Cock Warming: @spiicii
Kildare nights: @robinsgrl
Workin' Halloween night: @writtenbyan-aries
Blessing and a curse (part two to workin' halloween night): @writtenbyan-aries
Apology Boy: @eccentricallygothic
Four sides of desire (Pezzy); @darkenedroses-world
Aching Anticipation: @darkenedroses-world
Sleepy Silhouettes: @darkenedroses-world
In His Arms, At Last: @darkenedroses-world
Would we? @slxtarchive
All Webbed Up: @hvlplvss
I want to know what love is @boundbyeclipse
Somnophilia: @eringobragh420
I need you: @writtenbyan-aries
Good Girls Don't Get What They Want: @samblackblog
Making out with them: @tomriddleslovergirl
[ðð¶ðð ðð ð¹ð¶ððð¹ ð¢ð¥/27/2025]
oh it is hella hard, genuinely want to punch my professor right now
thank you :)
Hiiiii
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The quiet hum of Grizzyâs house felt foreign but comforting. It was your first time staying the night at his place, and your nerves hadnât settled since you walked through the door hours ago. The two of you had been dating for a while now, but sharing a bed was uncharted territory. Now, as the clock ticked past midnight, you found yourself curled up under his warm, oversized comforter, the dim glow of his bedside lamp casting a soft light across the room. Grizzy lay beside you, his large frame taking up more than half the bed, but he still managed to leave plenty of space for you. His arm rested behind his head, his other hand casually grazing the edge of your thigh over the blanket. You couldnât stop fidgeting, the fabric of your borrowed t-shirtâa piece of his clothingâclinging to your skin in a way that made your heart race. âYou okay?â His deep voice broke through the silence, laced with genuine concern. You nodded quickly, biting your lip. âYeah, justâŠnervous.â He let out a soft chuckle, leaning on his side to face you. His brown eyes studied your face, tender and reassuring. âNervous about what, baby? Itâs just me.â âThatâs the thing,â you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper. âItâs you.â Grizzyâs expression softened, and he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. âYou donât have to be nervous around me,â he said, his thumb brushing against your cheek. âIâve got you. Always.â
The sincerity in his voice melted a fraction of your unease, and you managed a small smile. âI know. I justâŠI donât want to mess this up.â âMess what up?â he asked, his brow furrowing. âYouâre perfect. You couldnât mess this up even if you tried.â His words sent a warmth spreading through your chest, and you exhaled slowly, your body relaxing just a bit. Grizzy noticed the shift and took it as his cue to inch closer, his hand trailing down your arm. âCan I make you feel good?â he asked, his voice low, almost reverent. Your breath hitched at the question, and you nodded shyly, your heart pounding in anticipation. Grizzy leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. His movements were unhurried, his touch gentle as he coaxed you to relax further. The kiss deepened, his tongue brushing against yours in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. He pulled back slightly, his lips hovering just above yours. âTell me if you want me to stop, okay?â âOkay,â you whispered, your voice trembling with a mix of nerves and desire. Grizzyâs hands moved to your waist, his fingers slipping under the hem of the t-shirt you wore. He trailed kisses down your jawline, then your neck, his lips soft and warm against your skin. Your breathing grew heavier as his hands roamed, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He gently guided you onto your back, his weight settling between your legs as he continued his descent.
With every kiss, every brush of his lips against your skin, he seemed to unravel you bit by bit. When his lips reached the edge of your shirt, he glanced up at you, his eyes searching yours for permission. You nodded, your cheeks burning as he lifted the fabric, revealing more of your skin to his gaze. âYouâre beautiful,â he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. His lips pressed to your stomach, then lower, his hands gripping your thighs as he spread them gently. The intimacy of the moment left you breathless, your nerves now replaced with a growing anticipation. Grizzyâs tongue flicked out, testing your reaction, and the soft moan that escaped your lips seemed to spur him on. He moved with purpose, his mouth and hands working in perfect tandem to draw pleasure from you. You couldnât hold back the sounds that spilled from your lips, your fingers tangling in his hair as he brought you closer and closer to the edge. Every movement was deliberate, every touch filled with an unspoken promise. When you finally came undone beneath him, your body trembling with the force of your release, he didnât stop. He rode the waves with you, his name spilling from your lips like a prayer. Grizzy hovered above you, his lips still slick and glistening with the aftermath of your release, and his grin had a mix of smugness and adoration that left you breathless. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss that was softer than you expected.
The taste of yourself on his tongue sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through you. âYou good?â he asked again, his voice deep and tender as he brushed a thumb along your cheek. You nodded, your hands sliding up his broad shoulders and pulling him closer. âMore than good,â you whispered, voice still shaky. âGood,â he murmured, his lips trailing along your jawline and down to your neck, âbecause Iâm not done with you yet.â The weight of his words sent a jolt of anticipation straight to your core, and you arched into him as his hands slid under your thighs, spreading you further. The cool air against your skin only heightened the warmth radiating between the two of you. Grizzy shifted slightly, sitting back to pull his shirt over his head. The sight of his toned chest and the way his muscles flexed with every movement had you biting your lip. You reached out instinctively, your fingers grazing his skin, and he let out a low groan at the contact. âLike what you see?â he teased, his voice a touch deeper now, more primal. You nodded again, too entranced to form words, and he leaned down to kiss you again, his hands exploring every inch of your body. His fingers danced along your sides, tracing the curves of your hips before gripping them firmly. Grizzyâs lips moved to your ear, his voice low and breathy. âIâve been wanting to do this for so long. You have no idea.â The confession sent your heart racing, and you couldnât help but tug him closer, craving the connection only he could provide.
As he settled between your thighs again, his hardness pressed against your sensitive core, and a soft gasp escaped your lips. He grinned against your skin. âYou feel that?â he murmured, grinding against you just enough to make your head spin. âThatâs what you do to me, baby.â Your hands found his hair, tugging gently as you tried to close the distance, desperate for more. He took his time, though, savoring every reaction he pulled from you. With one hand, he reached down to line himself up, the other cupping your cheek as he gazed into your eyes. âTell me if itâs too much,â he said softly, his thumb brushing along your lower lip. You nodded, breath hitching as he began to push inside, slow and deliberate. The stretch was intense but not painful, and you couldnât help the moan that escaped as he filled you inch by inch. âFuck,â he groaned, his voice strained as he buried himself fully. âYou feel so good, baby. So perfect.â You clung to him, your nails digging into his back as he began to move. His thrusts were slow at first, each one measured, as if he wanted to memorize the way you felt around him. But soon, his restraint began to falter, and his pace quickened, each thrust deeper and more deliberate than the last. Your moans mixed with his, the room filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure. His hands gripped your hips tightly, anchoring you as he drove into you, his movements becoming more erratic as he lost himself in you.
âYouâre so fucking beautiful,â he rasped, his lips finding yours in a messy, desperate kiss. âI canât believe youâre mine.âThe intensity of his words sent you spiraling, your body tightening around him as he groaned your name, his pace faltering for a moment. He shifted, hooking one of your legs over his shoulder to angle himself deeper, and the new position had you crying out, your hands fisting the sheets beneath you. âThatâs it,â he murmured, his voice rough and thick with lust. âLet me hear you, baby.â You couldnât hold back even if you tried. Every thrust, every graze of his skin against yours, sent you closer to the edge, and Grizzy seemed determined to take you there. When your release hit, it was like a tidal wave, crashing over you and leaving you trembling in his arms. He followed shortly after, his moan deep and guttural as he buried himself one last time, his body tensing before collapsing onto you. The two of you stayed tangled together, your breaths mingling as you came down from the high. Grizzy rolled to his side, pulling you with him and holding you close. His hand stroked your hair as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. âYou okay?â he asked again, his voice soft and full of concern. You nodded, a small, satisfied smile spreading across your lips. âMore than okay,â you murmured, nuzzling into his chest. Grizzy chuckled, his chest rumbling beneath you. âGood. Because I donât plan on letting you go anytime soon.â You smiled, your heart full as you drifted off in his arms, feeling more at home than you ever had before.
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JJ MAYBANK
Men who would literally mock you for being too fucked out on their cock to the point where all you can do is take their pounding and moan like a stupid helpless slut with your eyes rolling back. "Aw did I really fucked you dumb already? What happened to all the shit you were saying earlier princess, acting like a bratty lil bitch just to get ruined on my cock this fast?".
He continues pounding you into the bed, your body folded in half, with his hands placed on the back of your thighs to keep you still in that position while he splits apart your tight little creamy cunny, his pubes grazing against your clit, literally driving you fucking crazy every time he drills his cock into you. He splits your cunt around his cock so fucking well, craving you into the direct shape of his girth, messy rings of cum all around the base of his cock, sweat dripping from his chest and biceps onto you, all you could do is cry and moan on his dick like a pathetic little bitch while he looks down and laughs at you.
GOJO!!, Kirishima, BAKUGO!!, Toji, Nanami, Chrollo, Eren, Itachi, Simon "ghost" riley
The first time 18+
Song rec: Birthday cake (Rihanna)
Warnings: Smut, Eating out, swearing, inexperienced reader, sort of experienced (?) Zach, Reassurance, Insecurity, SPOILERS, sheltered reader.
A/N Note: Hey lovelies!! First time writing for Zach, so I hope it's good. Minors DNI!!! Xoxo, asks are always open <3 Also, somehow this short one shot turned into over 2,500 words??
Further links: main blog
Pairing: Zachary âZachâ Shan-Yung Dempsey
Further information: Request by ðª·anon (request here) Timeline is after Hannah died, before Tony leaks the tapes.
Tag list: @boundbyeclipse @bloodlinemadness
âHave you ever been with someone?â You turned your head, seeing your boyfriend, your very shy, very gentle boyfriend, fiddling with his jacket sleeves. Despite what everyone thinks due to him being in with Bryce, He was very...non-problematic when it came to you.
âBabe, please tell me you didnât hit your head. Iâve been with youâ You chuckled out,totally missing the fact he meant sexually. Youâve been with him, mentally, and physically, just not sexually. The farthest you two have ever gone is making out at one of Bryceâs parties, and grabbing each other from over your clothes, before he was pulled away to play beer pong by Bryce and Montgomery âI didnât mean like thatâ He let out a quiet laugh, looking at you âI meant likeâŠHave you ever been with someone sexually?â The meaning hit you so fast it made your head spin, and you felt the heat rush between your legs the second the blush hit your face. âOh!â You considered lying to him, knowing he was at least somewhat experienced, having been with Hannah over the summer before she committed, before you decided otherwise.
âNoâ Expecting the embarrassment to hit, you looked away. But it never came. Zach had made you so comfortable about being around him and being with him, that you didnât feel embarrassed in your answer. When you finally looked back, He was watching you with love in his eyes. âDo you ever want to be?â His question shouldnât have surprised you, since he was always so focused on what you wanted, but it still did. Most boys would have just assumed that was their go ahead to try and have sex.Â
âI think so. At least, one of these days.Sometimes I wish it wasnât something I was judged for, yâknow? Like, sometimes it feels like there's a giant flashing sign over my head saying virgin, and it doesnât feel good. Especially when there's guys like Bryce in our school, or Justin who claim to be so experienced, it's just-â You go off on a tangent, not even realizing youâre doing it, it just comes spilling out. He could tell it annoyed you how your school was so over sexualized. You pause in the tangent when you see him moving closer to you, despite the bed being small enough that you were touching legs almost the whole time. He grabs your face as carefully as he could and pulls you into a kiss, and not just one of those small pecks when one of you wants the other to be quiet. No, this was a fucking soul snatching kiss. You kiss him back, your hands automatically going to his chest like you had done this a million times. You hadnât, but your brain didnât need to be experienced to figure out you wanted him close. You are anything but happy when he pulls away from the kiss, so you lean up again and kiss him. He lets out a shaky groan into the kiss the minute you grab at his hair, and he pushes his hand from your face down to your thigh, gently pulling you up and onto his lap. Despite being nervous about going further with him, you felt like this was exactly where you needed to be. In his arms, feeling him beside you, it just felt right. He carefully brings his other hand into the mix, cupping your cheek as his hand that was on your thigh slides under the hem of your shirt, just caressing the side of your stomach. He knew you were nervous about going further, since you donât hide it very well, So until you said the word, he was content to just stay like this. You pushed at his chest a little as you moved back, chewing on your lip until you just decided to say what's on your mind. âI donât wanna have sex tonightâ You admit, despite your handâs having minds of their own and going under his shirt to press into the abs and the muscles under it, the muscles that had to have been made by a Greek god, otherwise it was impossible.Â
âThat's okay, we donât need toâ He promises with a gentle kiss to your jaw, just gently dragging his nose down your neck, leaving a few gentle kisses there. He wasnât pushing, he never pushed. He was just making sure you knew he loved you, and would be okay to do whatever. If you wanted sex, great. If you didnât, he was content with just sitting here with your freezing cold hands on his abdomen. âIs thereâŠsomething else we can do?â You ask, unconsciously licking your lips as you carefully bring a hand out from under his shirt to run it through his hair.
âWell that depends.â He replied in a slow drawl. His head tipped back a little as your fingers ran through the silky threads. He knew you loved his hair, but hadnât known the extent of it until you two had started dating. Now, you practically always had one hand in his hair. âOn what?â You said, almost losing your breath in that second due to how strikingly handsome he looked. âOn whether you wanna be sexual, or you wanna just hang outâ Losing the confidence you barely possessed wasnât something lost on him, and wasnât something new to you. You get off his lap, trying to ignore the look on his face. âWe should justâŠ.I donât know. Relax, maybe?â He could tell that you wanted him. He knew he wanted you. But he could also tell something was holding you back on this. âBabyâ He grabs your warm, tugging you back and onto his lap, trapping you with his arms in case you try to get up again. âI donât know where this shit is coming from, but shut it outâ His stern voice brought you back, even though you didnât like the situation, He was one of the ebay people to come back to from it. âIâm sorryâ You say quietly, knowing he hates when you say that, but you canât help it. âDonât. Stop that. Stop apologizing for thinking youâve hurt my feelingsâ He says, kissing your forehead, and exhaling into your hair. âBeing with you, no matter how, is the best fucking part of my life. So never apologize for itâ That. That right there is when you made the decision in your head that this man would be the first of everything, heâd already been your first kiss, been your first make out session. âWhat else is there to try sexually? Other thanâŠyâknow..actual sex?â Came your small response. He let out a small chuckle as he kissed above your ear. âThere's a lot. Mostly oral, but there's other things.â He says, almost like he was educating a child, but he didnât have the condescending tone in his voice like most would. âTell meâ You say softly, rubbing circles into his arm. You didnât have much knowledge, Even though you pretended to at school, this was as new to you as it could be. You had imagined a million different things, and it never came to this. This conversation. The conversation that should feel degrading, that should feel embarrassing. But somehow, with him, it doesnât. It shouldnât surprise you, because nothing with him ever is, but he often managed to still surprise you. âWell, I wanna do something. I promise it wonât be sex, but I want you to trust me, yeah?â He says into your ear, a low undertone in his voice that makes you shiver, your thighs struggling to close around his hips. âOkayâ You agreed, a small tremble to your voice at the idea of what's gonna happen.
âTake off your clothes babyâ He said slowly, his eyes scanning over your body. Despite the tension in the room, his touch on your thighs was gentle, the rubbing on the inside of them reminding you he was right there, and he wouldnât let you fall into another overthinking episode. Your mind spiraled, down, down, down into the pit itâs known for so long. The familiarity and the suffocating all enveloped you in one. The idea of him not liking your body, the thought of how he would react to you naked, despite his constant compliments about how fucking beautiful he found you. All of it closed in at once, and while it was comforting to be back in a place you knew all too well, It scared you. Because as wrong as you might be, you could also be-. âStop itâ His voice snapped through all those words like he was shattering glass with a bullet. âI donât care what the fuck your head is telling you. Youâre perfect. Itâs not a guess, itâs not a thought, Itâs a fact. Now stand up and get undressed so I can show you just how perfect you are.â You exhaled a small shaky breath as his hands left your thigh, the small feeling leaving, and you hated the cold feeling it brought on. âBabe. If you arenât comfortable with this, just tell me. Iâm not gonna get upset.â He promises gently, cupping your face. âI wanna do this, I just ... .What if you donât like me anymore after?â Came the anxious thoughts, all spilling out like a puddle into the open, and that was terrifying. Because now he knew. He knew the thing you had been hidin-. âThat is like someone saying a typing monkey is gonna be the next shakespeare. Itâs impossible. Now. Do you wanna do this, or no?â âYes!â Came a stubborn reply, before you even had time to think about it. You pushed yourself off of his lap before your brain had time to process your actions, because the minute you started to think about this your brain will fuck you over. Itâs the equivalent of saying Karma will always and forever be a bitch. Itâs a fact that has been proven. You pull off your top, exhaling gently. You had never let him see your stomach. You shake off that thought and the small voice in the back of your head, and you reach for the jeans you had been wearing, pulling those down after youâve undone them, too. Standing in your bra and black underwear, you felt genuinely stupid. How would he, Zach fucking Dempsey, be attracted to this? âI said, all of your clothes, pretty girlâ The nickname seemed to roll off his tongue so naturally, that it had your brain short circuit. All you could do was nod, and reach up to take off your bra with shaking hands. Letting the bra slip through your fingers and fall to the floor, you made yourself busy taking off your underwear before your brain could react to the fact you were standing naked, in a room, alone with Zach Dempsey.
Slipping the underwear down your legs, a million thoughts ran through your head, none particularly likeable. Certain ones jump out âwhy couldnât I have shaved before he came over todayâ or âwhy arenât I making this more sexy? Heâs probably getting boredâ. One glance down at his lap diminished the last thought. There was a noticeable bump in his jeans, and you might be insecure but you werenât dumb. He was attracted to you. Why? You didnât know. âFuckâ He said, his tone lazy as your panties hit the floor. âDo a spin for me, prettyâ Complying, you do a small spin, hands pointed to the ground. âJesusâ You smile a little, feeling a rush to your head at the idea of him actually liking you. His reaction alone told you he wasnât faking, and if his reaction didnât, his boner definitely did. âOn the bed babyâ He exhales out, looking you up and down, but his eyes werenât focused on your tits or anything sexual. His eyes were focused on your face, and his eyes were dark. You bite your bottom lip, thinking of disobeying but knowing you would regret it later, so you slowly move, getting on the bed. He watches you for a second before he pulls off his shirt, the belt going too but the pants didnât. You admired the jeans that now hung low on his lips, letting a peak of his happy trail out as he climbed back onto the bed and over you. He kisses you, his hand going to hold your face, his other hand going to rest on your stomach, just feeling at the smooth skin. Heâd done it before, when you guys were cuddling or when you were kissing and he wanted to feel some part of your skin. But this was different. It wasnât the fact you were naked beneath him, which heâd imagined a million times, but it never compared to the real thing. No, it was the fact you now fully trusted him. He knew you liked to take the safe route all the time, so the fact you trusted him enough to not just say âlet's just watch a movieâ, but you went down the unknown road with him, He knew you trusted him. He chuckles into your mouth when you tug at his hair, obviously getting a little impatient. âRelax, pretty girl. Iâve got youâ He mutters as he pulls away, kissing at your collarbone, his hand sliding down your body to rest at your thighs. âOpen for me, babyâ He purrs out, kissing down your body, kissing your boobs gently. You do just that, your thighs falling open like he had said a magic word. âGood girlâ He cooes out, his voice soft and loving. He lets his body settle between your legs, his mouth paying attention to your boobs. He runs a finger over your right nipple, kissing at your left. âYouâre so pretty. So fucking perfectâ He groans out before he takes your nipple into his mouth, gently sucking. You let out a gentle sigh, your head falling back onto your black pillows, your hand going into his hair. If this is what you were missing with sex, it felt pretty fucking good.
He grins against your nipple, biting it gently before he switches, lavishing your other nipple with the same attention. He kisses down your stomach, pausing to gently lick at your stomach. âFucking love this stomach. Youâre so beautiful. Fuckinâ knew you were perfect. My perfect girl, hm?â It was a rhetorical question. You knew that. He kisses at your left him before he moves down, his hands splaying over your thighs. âJesus babyâ He exhales out as he sees your pretty pussy. You were so wet, but so fucking perfect. He ignores it for now, although itâs very tempting to just fucking eat you out on the spot. He leans down, kissing your right thigh, pushing him down on the bed. Your hands on his shoulders, and you whined a little when he was getting too far for you to reach him. âI know baby, Itâs okay, Iâm right hereâ He cooes out to you, kissing at your knee before he moves back up, knowing you craved the physical touch. You gently bury a hand in his hair, being careful to not scratch at his scalp, even though youâre pretty sure he would love it if you did. Finally, he couldnât hold himself back, and he gently rubs at your pussy, hissing out at how wet you are. âShit baby, so fuckinâ perfect for me. All for meâ He groans out softly, feeling his dick strain against his zipper. âI love youâ You mumble in between soft moans at the feeling, because holy shit. How was he so good at this? Oh right. Hannah. Hannah Baker. He could tell almost immediately when you slipped back into your mind, and he leans down, running his tongue over your clit. âCome back baby, come backâ He says against your pussy, making you let out a squeak at the suddenness but gently moan at the feeling, your hips pressing down into his mouth. âShitâ You exhale out, a sound of content mixed with pleasure rather than just pleasure.Â
âThere's my pretty girl. Hi babyâ He hums, gently running his tongue up and down your pussy, his tongue circling your clit. You let out a low moan, your hand tightening in his hair, and, accidentally, scratching at his scalp. He lets out a groan, the vibrations making you gasp and cover your mouth with your unoccupied hand. âOh shit. So that's what you like, hey baby?â He purrs out, and gently pushes his tongue into you, making you clench down a little at the feeling. âShit. Now i know this is all for meâ He cooes out, gently rubbing at your entrance with his finger after he pulls his tongue out. He just prods, never penetrating, since you had made it clear you didnât want anything close to actual sex. His finger was just there with the possibility, knowing it felt good to barely push. âFuck Zachâ You whimpered out, tugging at his hair. It felt so good, and you were starting to feel a pressure in your stomach. âYeah baby? What's up pretty?â He hums out, gently biting down on your clit. You saw stars on the back of your eyelids as your eyes snapped shut at the feeling, your hips flinching up at least a good inch from the bed. âFeels weirdâ You managed to moan out, exhaling shakily as you moan. âWhat does?â His mouth stops, making you whine out in protest as you tug at his hair. âStomach, shit, please donât stopâ You beg out softly.
Rather than answering you verbally, he leans down and goes back to licking and sucking. Your breath hitches as your hand clenched in his hair, your hips arching up as you came. He pulled away after a minute, smirking as he swallowed. âFucking amazing. Youâre so perfect babyâ.