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Frank encouraging Matt to fuck the life out of you like “come on, red, I know you can do better than that. At least make the girl cum.” “Is that all you got? Can’t even fuck a girl right?” Until Matt just loses it and pounds the fuck out of you “there it is! There’s the devil.”

GOD frank taunting matt would be 🤌🏼 and you’re just so overstimulated you’re dizzy and whimpering

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Oh My

Jake Jensen x Female Reader

Word Count: 500

Warnings: 18+ ONLY. Female masturbation, slight voyeurism.

Summary | When your roommate is away, that's when it's time to play.

“Jake?” you call out, stumbling into your shared apartment, kicking off your heels as you wait for any sign of him. “Are you here?”

It’s quiet.

You close the door, leaning against it as you giggle, your hands cupping your breasts over your dress. You’re drunk, no doubt about it, pulling yourself up from the door before you lock it, narrowing your eyes to confirm it while you head toward your bedroom.

You danced too much, your legs still aching slightly when you stand in the mirror. You’re proud of your body, stopping to pose before you dissolve into laughter once more. The first strap of your dress goes over your shoulder and then the other, watching the dress from the mirror as you pull it down, letting it drop to the floor. The bra goes next and then you find yourself looking at your reflection.

“I’d fuck me,” you say out loud, popping out your hip as you pose again, laughing to yourself before you peel down your panties, already damp from your arousal.

You’re still warm from the alcohol you consumed, falling into bed as your skin hits the cool sheets, your eyes closing, fingers traveling between your thighs. You already know it won’t be enough but it doesn’t stop you from dragging your fingers up your slick slit and to your clit, humming in pleasure as you push two fingers in, curling them inside as you inhale softly. For a few minutes, it feels good, the pressure building but never going past a certain point.

Huffing in frustration, you bend over your bed, pulling out your box that you hide from your roommate. It’s your favorite toy, the one with dual features. The buzzing is soft, enough for you to ignore it as you settle back down, pushing it inside you while you spread your thighs wider, feeling the tiniest bit of stretch before you push it all the way inside, your finger finding the second button that latches onto your clit.

“Mm,” you hum, lifting your hips up as the vibrator’s second button is pressed, increasing the intensity ever so often as your chest rises and falls, a sheen of sweat covering your brow. The vibrator thumps against your walls, your lips parting as you press the first button, keening when the suction gets harder, your clit nestled against the opening.

“F-Fuck,” you hiss, holding it between your legs, back arching with every tempo you choose.

You’re close, you know it, greedily pumping it in and out until you push it back in, a sinful moan filling the air as your hips buck back and forth until your head hits the pillow, legs trembling with the orgasm that overtakes your body. The soft buzzing finally gets your attention as you sleepily fumble between your legs to turn it off.

“Need some help?” a voice asks.

Through sleepy laden eyelids, you squint to see Jake in front of you, his eyes fixed on your body.

“Yes, please.”

no bc that Andy + pussy eating hc... maybe I'm having thots!!! MAYBE I'M THINKING HE STARTS GRIDNING JNTO THE SHEETS EATING YOU OUT AND CUMS WHILE EATING YOU OUT?! AND HES SENSITIVE AS SHIT BUT AS LONG AS IT TAKES YOU TO CUM HES GONNA KEEP GRINDING ND EVEN MAYBE GETS HARD AGAIN? MOANING AND WHINING INTO YOUR PUSSY BC HES SEBSITIVE AND YOURE GETTING CLOSER?? I-

maybe just maybe andy's hooked his arms around you, making sure to keep you locked to his mouth; his beard burns against your slippery inner thighs, but it only adds to the heightened, sensitive pleasure you're experiencing in that moment

and maybe you're too wrapped up in the feeling of his mouth on you...that you fail to notice his slow grind into the bed

you fail to register him whining into your folds as a side effect of his leaking cock ruining the sheets beneath him

the desperation to have you flood his tongue again is manifesting in him rutting into the bed, keeping your pussy spread so that it's easy for him to spit on your aching heat before diving back in like a man starved

honestly, you're going to wish that you captured this moment: andy between your legs, eating you like it's his final wish as he makes a mess of himself and the bedspread

Yknow I never thought that I’d cry reading smut, yet here we are😭

Sleeping With A Friend

summary: You wake up in Bucky’s bed after a night you’re certain will only break your heart.  pairing: bucky x reader word count: 5.6k warnings: smut (18+), idk no real other warnings this time folks, two love sick idiots pining for one another?  a/n: this was written for @fvckingavengers​​’s quarantine writing challenge ! I had the prompt of Sleeping With A Friend by Neon Trees ✨

And why mess up a good thing baby? / It’s a risk to even fall in love So when you give that look to me / I better look back carefully ‘Cause this is trouble / Yeah, this is trouble I’m scared but if my heart’s gonna break / Before the night will end I said, ooh ooh / We’re in danger / Sleeping with a friend

You’re woken by a glimpse of sunlight as it streams in through the bedroom window. It escapes through the sliver between the curtains and you tuck your face into the crook of something warm. Still, it eclipses over your shoulder and you grunt a little as it seeps beyond closed lids and beckons you awake; gentle, at first, but there’s something in its presence as your eyes flutter open that exposes the room around you.

You feel it as you lift your head from the comfort of a broad, bare shoulder, as the delicate touch of a hand slips off your spine and falls to the mattress – a pang of regret. It boils deep down into your stomach. It takes a swift hold of you as your heart starts to race and you glimpse down to the face of a man you’d loved almost as long as you’d known him. A man you’d sworn off, a man who occupied the entirety of your heart and soul and still, always at an arm’s length.

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