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What’s Love Got To Do With It?

Chapter 12: Modern Love

Maxwell Lord x F!Reader

Summary: Maxwell Lord is successful, handsome and can have anything he wants with a snap of his fingers. He is living the American dream until his mother turns his life upside down by going behind his back to organize an arranged marriage to help take Chimtech Consortium to new heights. The only thing worse than not being in control is that his bride-to-be is you, the one person he cannot stand.

Warning: Smut and swearing is most chapters but in this chapter: swearing, smut. PSA: Maxwell Lord has a breeding kink 

A/N: WE MADE IT FOLKS! The wedding! As always, I simply adore every comment I get on this story, the response has been insane! I love it! Thank you to @absurdthirst​ for being my partner in crime as always.

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“Max” you whine, digging your nails into the sheets, trying to grasp at the silk material.

“Come on honey, one more for daddy” he pleads, his hips hitting against your ass as he pounds into you from behind.

“Baby please” you beg, forehead dropping to rest on your forearm when your arms collapse, your ass jiggling with every thrust and Maxwell groans, his fingers splayed out across your lower back.

“Tell me what you want” he grunts, his free hand squeezing your breast, dragging you up so your back presses against his damp chest.

He pinches your nipple and you gasp, turning to nuzzle your nose against his jaw.

“I want-” you whimper when his hand trails down your torso, fingers dipping into your belly button before cupping your mound, his fingertips brushing against your clit.

“Max, please” you beg, nails digging into his forearm.

“Tell. Me. What. You. Want” he punctuates each word with a thrust, his cock hitting that spot deep inside of you to make you sob.

“I want you to fill me. Fuck me full of your cum. I want you to put a baby in me” your words are high pitched and muffled into his neck but he smirks, hearing every desperate syllable.

His cock pulses inside of you and he is so close but he wants to feel you clench around him.

“Cum for me honey” his fingers dip lower and he rubs circles on your clit, his groan and your whine combine and echo around the bedroom when you clench around him.

“Fuck, I love you” you cry, shaking in his arms as he makes you cum again.

“Oh” he chokes and you press your lips to his jaw, sucking lightly.

“Cum for me Maxie, I want you to fill me full of your seed and make me round with your child” you say into his skin and his thrusts stutter.

His arm tightens around your waist and his hand spreads over your stomach while his cock pulses inside of you. His lips press against your ear as he breathes out your name and he pants through his release.

Max wakes up, sweat beading on his forehead and his cock throbbing in his sleep pants.

“Fuck” he groans, wiping his head with the back of his hand.

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This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.

I love him, he is such a fuckin dork

imagine having to go to the bathroom and undoing FIVE FUCKING BUTTONS

Fuck, now i need more smiling Geralt.

i stopped breathing for a second

But can you imagine ransom 🤤

If so could it be with quackity,askually,kingani,wildspartanz when their s/o has glasses and is short

insecure | quackity, wildspartanz | hc

headcanon: being insecure about your body during sex with quackity and wildspartanz

author’s note: this was requested (thank u anon!)

warnings: swearing, body insecurity/low self-confidence, smut

quackity

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You began to feel insecure about your body when you got into high school.

It hadn’t left since.

You’d have spurts of confidence, but it never stayed.

You found yourself scared to show your body, even to the person that loved you.

Alex was in love with you.

You were beautiful to him, and he wished you could see that.

You and Alex had been dating for a while, and in the relationship, you’d expressed how much you loved him and vice versa.

Alex loved everything about you.

But you found yourself wanting to have sex with the lights off, or wanting to wear a shirt, etc.

Alex had just got back from Vidcon.

You missed him, and he’d missed you.

You were both tired but you wanted to have some fun.

“I missed you.”

You said softly, sitting on Alex’s lap.

You rolled your hips across his groin, leaning down to kiss him.

“I missed you too.”

The lights were already off as you two were fixing to head to bed.

You and Alex began to go at it, you removed his clothes, and Alex tried removing yours, but you insisted on keeping your shirt on.

After getting naked, or partially, You rode him.

You felt like you were squashing him, sitting on his hips and bouncing on his dick, but he assured you that he was fine.

Alex began to run his hands up your shirt.

“What are you doing?” 

You asked, stopping. 

You hopped off of him and stared at him.

“Did I do something wrong? I’m so sorry-”

“N-No, you’re fine I just, let’s go to bed.”

You put your underwear and shorts back on.

“Hey, is everything alright?”

Alex asked, pulling his boxers up.

“I’m fine-”

“You’re not. What is it?”

You looked at Alex. He was worried.

“I- You could do so much better than me. I’m ugly and disgusting and-”

“Okay, I’m gonna stop you right there. You are fucking beautiful.”

“Alex-”

You laughed, trying to lighten the mood, you’d said what you said, and Alex was just denying the truth.

“No. You are the most beautiful girl, and I mean that. And I know that sometimes it feels like you aren’t but god, you are gorgeous.”

Alex’s head rested on your shoulder.

He placed a small kiss on your shoulder and rubbed your back.

“We can do something fun tomorrow if you want.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

You gave Alex a small smile and laid down with him.

Alex tossed an arm over your waist and hugged you close to him.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

wildspartanz

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You and Brandon had been together for a few months now.

And you’d had sex before.

You liked to wear shirts or have sex with the lights off.

You were always worried that Brandon wouldn’t like you if you took your shirt off, or he’d leave if he saw you.

You didn’t think you were very pretty.

But Brandon did. 

He loved you.

He could stare at you all day, just basking in your beauty. 

And on top of all of that, you were sweet, caring, and funny.

You were the whole package.

So when Brandon noticed how upset you got when the lights were on, or when he wanted to take your shirt off, he said something.

You and him were laying on the couch.

Brandon’s fingers were tracing shapes on your thigh.

You spread your legs and let him move his hand down to your underwear.

Brandon began to rub his fingers along your folds, your wetness soaking through your underwear.

“F-fuck.”

You breathed out. 

Brandon smiled, moving your underwear to the side and dipping his finger inside you.

You let out a small moan and tilted your head back.

Your toes curled as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you at a faster pace.

You felt yourself reaching the edge.

You came on Brandon’s fingers.

Brandon pulled his fingers out and licked them clean.

Brandon switched positions and hovered over you.

Brandon went to pull your shirt up.

You stopped his hands.

“Is everything okay? Did I do somethin-”

“No. It’s fine, you’re fine I’m-”

“Are you okay?” Brandon asked, sitting back down on the couch beside you.

“I just, I don’t want you to see me naked. You’ll think I’m ugly.”

“Why would you think that?”

Brandon’s lips formed a thin line.

“Because it’s true! I’m ugly-”

“No, you aren’t. You’re beautiful.”

You looked at him, gripping the hem of your shirt.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. You’re so out of my league.”

“Brandon-”

“No, (y/n), you’re so gorgeous, and you’re funny and sweet and the best girlfriend ever.”

“I love you so so much.”

Brandon wrapped his arms around you, giving you a hug.

“I love you too.”

You said softly, feeling a bit better.

“You wanna get ice cream?”

Brandon poked your arm.

“Ice cream?”

You asked, a small smile on your lips.

“Yeah, ice cream fucking rocks.”

“Ice cream sounds good.”

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