Biker Ari And His Gal

thinking about megumi fushiguro who refuses to let go of your hand whilst he fucks you. it doesn't matter what position that the two of you are in, be it you on top as you ride him or him towering over you as your legs rest on his shoulders; his own hand will always seek out your own.

because despite his brooding demeanor, he's a softie at heart. it just takes a pretty thing like you to coax that side out of him. he never wants to let you go of you, nor to give you the room to escape his grasp. the way that your own hand gripped his own acted as a reminder of all things pure.

he interlocks your fingers, occasionally brushing his thumb over the back of your hand for reassurance — he'll do it even more if the sex is rough and energetic. megumi adores it when you squeeze his hand back in response. in his eyes, it's a way of wordlessly saying that you love him and it helps ground him, especially when you're both mutually overstimulated.

THEIR REACTIONS WHEN YOU WEAR THEIR CLOTHES FOR THE FIRST TIME— JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi + nanami kento

ღ warnings — a little suggestive in satoru’s :p

ღ note — just wanna wear their clothes cause i bet they’re all extra comfy ‘n warm sob . . . >3<

・✶ ｡ﾟ GOJO SATORU

you hadn’t realise it wasn’t yours until you put it on, choosing just to shrug and enjoy how comfortable the fabric of satoru’s expensive, designer shirt felt while you waited on him coming home from work. it’s not long before you hear the door close, rising from the couch when you hear a familiar low tone speak from the doorway. “oh? what’s this? looks like somebody missed me.” satoru hums, teasing while his eyes immediately recognise the shirt on your figure as one of his own as he approaches you, resting his hands on your hips while he smirks one of his more handsome grins. “this a surprise for me, sweet girl? you’re spoiling me, what am i gonna do with you.” he chuckles, a smooth sort of sound that has your toes curling when he pushes his chest closer to yours. but his crystalline gaze turns a little softer when you roll your eyes at his words playfully, feeling him lean into gently press a few kisses along your jawline until you’re batting him away and he’s biting the skin lightly. “‘toru!” you laugh and you feel him hum as he holds you tightly in place. “i know, sweetheart. such a shame i gotta rip this off now, right?”

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

you’d always wondered how his clothes would feel, so when you find one of his shirts sat out on his bed you can’t help but try it — always feeling soft the fabric is whenever you’re pressed against suguru’s chest. he doesn’t say anything at first when he returns to your room, you only hear him exhale in a laugh slightly before he’s shooting you a gentle sort of smile—one that has something warm creeping in your stomach when he falls down into bed next to you. “looks good on you, sweetheart.” suguru’s hums, letting his fingers trace under the fabric of the shirt across your body until they’re smoothing along your waist, and the featherlight touch has you pushing deeper into him so he can press a kiss against your temple with another grin. “can’t have you stealing these, you might just suit it more than i do.” you suddenly notice that whenever you go over he always has a shirt sitting out on his bed for you—but he’d always laugh it off as just a coincidence before he’s insisting you wear it anyway.

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

yuuji had ran downstairs to grab a drink just as you felt a shiver run through your body, opting to grab the sweater he’d just recently taking off given how warm he usually was— throwing it over your figure while you stand to adjust it. you don’t realise he’s made his way back upstairs until you hear his voice call from the doorway, his body frozen as he holds two glasses of water and gapes at you, lips parted softly and eyebrows raised “you look so good, baby. it suits you! you gotta wear my stuff more, for real!“ yuuji grins enthusiastically, ending up making his way over to his drawers with a bright look in his eyes as he goes through his clothes. “i’ve probably got some more you can try, cmon you can pick some out.” and you watch as your boyfriend turns to face you again, holding a few too many t-shirts in his arms before almost bouncing over to set them on the bed in favour of approaching you after to press a few messy kisses to your lips. “we gotta do this more often!”

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

“what’re you doing?” you hear megumi ask as he returns from the bathroom to you laying in his bed newly draped in his shirt, finding it comfier than the one you wore to his. “what do you mean?” you reply, not realising he’s asking about the shirt when he looks away from your gaze— his hand moving quickly to rub at the back of his neck while his cheeks begin to tint pink, clearing his throat before talking again. “doesn’t matter, ‘ts not important.” you huff at his words, curious but the blush on megumi’s face has you focusing on that instead when you feel him climb back into the bed next to you, sitting a little closer than normal this time. you feel his fingers brush against your hip before they smooth over the hem of the tshirt, his fingers fiddling slightly with the fabric while he rests his head in the crook of your neck. “uh, you can keep it.” he hums, voice raspy as he melts into you and you can almost feel the gentle smile he tries to hide with a pout on his lips against your skin.

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

you’d grabbed one of his dress shirts to run some errands at the weekend since it had been too warm for you to wear a real jacket, noticing that nanami had already returned home by the time you’d finished as he flicks through his book on the couch. “long day, sweetheart?” he hums, taking a sip of his coffee and you don’t miss the way his eyes give you a quick look over before he’s pushing up his glasses with a ghost of a smile on his lips. “just had some errands.” you sigh, watching him approach you before you go to strip off the shirt that’s hanging over your shoulders, but just when your fingers grab at the fabric you feel his rest over top—holding the shirt in place before he’s bringing you against his chest to smear a kiss along your forehead. but the suddenly close proximity makes you notice the sudden flush that’s decorating the tips of nanami’s ears. “it suits you, sweetheart.”

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Ugh I just love mob Bucky and biker Bucky so much

Summary: Your biker neighbor invites you over for his birthday party. Just you and him. 

Pairing: Biker Bucky x reader

Word count: 1K

Warnings; Smut, Minors DNI, 18+,

A/N: Hastily written, will correct mistakes later. 

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)

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The loud bass from his music shook your window, your blinds swaying back and forth, casting dancing shadows across your bed. Despite holding your pillow tight around your ears, the indiscernible lyrics bounce around your dark room. 

Four hours. 

Four hours of his god-awful music. To be fair, he warned you he was having a party, but this was ridiculous. You have so much stuff to do tomorrow and damn it; you need your sleep. Flinging your pillow at the wall with a frustrated scream, you turn over on your side. Grabbing your phone off the nightstand, you tap the screen. 

1:16

You push yourself up, muttering about inconsiderate sexy bikers while you shove a pair of shorts on. You’re straightening your t-shirt when the song ends and for a brief moment, you can hear yourself think, it’s so quiet. Quiet for the first time in forever. 

“Finally,” you sigh, resting your elbow on your dresser. You rub the back of your hand across your face and move towards your bed. 

Before you can touch the sheets, another song starts. Louder than before, now you can make out the lyrics. Kurt Cobain crooning “come as you are,” so clearly he might as well be next to you. 

“I’m going to rip his head off,” you grumble, stomping out of your room. “No, no, I’m going to shove your bike so far down your throat, I swear to God,-” 

You stop in the hallway, one hand on the wall, as you pull your shoes on. You fling your door open, looking around the block, all the other homes are still and dark, but not Bucky’s. Every single one of his lights is on, the music getting progressively louder by the minute. 

You slam your door shut and jog down the stairs and head to his front door. You’re so upset you fail to notice that only his bike is in the driveway. No other cars or bikes. 

You bang on his front door with your fist. “Bucky!” you scream, “Bucky!” 

The music cuts off and you can hear rummaging inside; you hit his door one more time. He opens it mid-knock, catching your fist with his large hand. 

 “Damn, you look good, happy birthday to me,” he grins, holding your hand close to his bare chest. He lifts your fist up, looking you up and down, “bout time you showed up,” 

“Wh-what?” you splutter, surprised at the sight of your neighbor wearing only a pair of tight black briefs and a brilliant smile 

Bucky chuckles, “yeah, I was running out of songs, I’ve been waiting hours for you, I would have started with Nirvana if I knew that was going to be one to bring you over,” 

“I-I uh,” You try to speak but then he kisses the back of your hand, his blue eyes flashing up at you. 

“Cmon in,” he says, caressing the inside of your wrist with his thumb. 

His skin is rough and calloused and the small circles he rubbing around your pulse feel good, for a second you imagine him doing to your clit. You drop your eyes to your feet, ignoring the growing throb in your cunt. Nope, no, you’ve avoided him since you moved in, you will not break now. 

You shake your head, “I can’t Bucky, I’m only here to tell you to turn it down and you can’t play loud music to get me to come over to your house,”

Bucky smirks, “it worked didn’t it,” he laughs softly when your faces drops. He lets go of your wrist, cupping your chin in his large hand.

 “It’s my birthday, don’t make me spend it alone,” his voice, deep and smooth, his bottom lip poking out in a faux pout. You fight off a grin, but he catches it and wrinkles his nose at you. 

He pulls you to his broad chest, tilting his down, “there’s only one thing I want for my birthday, gorgeous,” 

“What?” 

He arches his brow, “you know what I want,” 

Bucky has been after you since you moved in next door, his tough reputation preceding him. It’s at odds with the man who mows your lawn and fixed the drain in your sink.

Then again, he has refused to put up curtains, and he walks around naked too often, maybe he catches you peeking once or twice but you can’t help yourself.

He calls you gorgeous, but Bucky is stunning. And big. And thick. His eyes are captivating, those lips of his drive you mad sometimes.

“I think you want it too,” he murmurs, watching how your gaze drifts down to his groin. Your breathing is shallow, and it hastens when a tent forms the longer you stare. 

“Sleep, I uh-,” you clear your throat, bringing your eyes up to his six-pack. “I need to go to sleep,” you would think looking at his stomach would be better, but then you see a thin vein going down his shorts and you’re back to staring at his bulge. 

Bucky has an arrogant smirk plastered on his lips. He’s been wearing you down for weeks now, and he’s not giving up that easily. All he needs is one chance, and he doesn’t intend to blow it. Taking your chin again, he lifts your head up, lowering his mouth down, his stormy blue eyes locked on yours, “gorgeous, I will fuck you to sleep,” he promises, inhaling your gasp, 

He brushes his soft lips over yours until your lips part. “Ah, that’s a good girl,” he says, kissing you so passionately you melt into his chest. He wraps his arms around you, walking you backward, kicking the door shut. 

He guides you down the hallway, ripping your clothes off between kissing you until you’re half delirious with need. You barely get to see the inside of his room before he has you planted face down on the bed. His large hands lifting your hips up as you grip the sheets in anticipation. Bucky teases your folds with the swollen head of his cock until you’re writhing and soaking him with your slick. 

“Please, Bucky,” you whine when he strokes your clit gently, “I need you,” 

He loses control at the sound of you begging for him, “I’m right here, gorgeous, gonna take good care of you,” he swears, grabbing his shaft as he pushes into your hot, silky walls. An explosion of pleasure making him grunt when you grip him. He knew you would feel amazing, but this is beyond anything he imagined, “fuck gorgeous, you’re so tight, never leaving this sweet pussy,” 

You push your head in his pillow, mewling his name when he hits a soft spongy spot in you. His fast, steady pace pushing to the brink with every stroke, filling you completely until you can only moan. 

The symphony of skin slapping and your sloshing echoing in the room. Bucky lifts his leg up to go even deeper, making you deepen the arch in your back. He smacks your ass, “fuck baby, give it to me, cum for me,” he pants, pulling your hips back. 

He reaches down, rubbing his palm over your swollen bud, “that’s it, that my good girl,” he groans when you try to jerk away, needing a small reprieve from the barrage of pleasure he’s drilling into you, your stomach tensing as your arms give out, “don’t run baby, you can take it” 

He follows you down to the sheets, pumping in and out of you, his palm pressing down harder. The sensations surging through you, his hot heavy body caging you in until the coil breaks in you. 

“Bucky,” you cry out mindlessly as he fucks you through your orgasm, hot white pleasure washing over you. Bucky kisses your shoulder, taking your hands in his,, your walls holding him so tight he can barely move.

“Fuck, fuck, shit I’m gonna-,” he bites down on your shoulder as he nears his release, a few more frantic thrusts until you fill warmth in your throbbing core, his body relaxing on top of you. 

“Happy birthday,” you yawn. 

He hums contentedly, pulling out of you gently. He rolls onto his side, his hand rubbing your back, “Gorgeous,” he says kissing your damp forehead, “that was everything I ever wanted, but now that I’ve had a taste, I want more,” 

You smile drowsily as he kisses you again. “Now go to sleep so I can fuck you awake in a few hours,”

changes in 1 year for you life...

everthing about my paid readings and spells

pile 1

Many here may be feeling disillusioned or drowning in loving illusions, something like that, as if they are only sure that it will work out with this particular person, but it's okay if it doesn't resonate, this message is not for everyone, it is for a small group, you You will free yourself from some thoughts, you will be able to travel more, explore more, leave your comfort zone and explore what you want, come out of your shell, you will put love on the back burner.

pile 2

some are in a big impasse, they feel tired and exhausted from something, or from life itself, a lot of work, you will become a more understanding and loving, caring person, you will open your heart in a way that everyone will find you kind, at least on a first impression when meeting you, but there is still work to be done (?), if you are looking for a loving relationship, I see a very prosperous and beautiful one in your paths.

pile 3

I see a relationship term here, a relationship that you may not see now but is toxic and sucks you in somehow. You will become more visible because you will take better care of yourself, if you have dark circles they will disappear, I see you happy walking alone and doing your things, you can learn a new hobby.

“I’m much happier at 53 than I was at 23.” (x)

ᥫ᭡ Your 7th house ruler can not only tell you about your future spouse but also can tell how you’ll meet them and where you’ll meet them -> house ruler tut

7H ruler in 1H: You will approach them first/bump into them first. They will be someone who’s very confident, masculine, assertive, and/or passionate. They may be really athletic as well. You’ll meet them somewhere involving beauty, fashion, or appearance (example: makeup store, fashion show, etc.), at a fight (example: boxing match), at an athletic event or place involving sports (example: basketball game, dicks sporting goods store, etc.), at a race of some sort, and/or it could indicate meeting somewhere involving the planet it’s placed in (example: if your 7H ruler is Mercury in the 1st house it could indicate meeting on social media or through any of the 7H ruler in 3H locations/ways that I mentioned)

7H ruler in 2H: When meeting this person you will be very calm and collected. You won’t feel anxiety or stress when you’re with this person. Your spouse will be someone that’s very laid back and chill. You’ll meet while purchasing/buying something (example: mall, grocery store, etc.), at a fast food place/restaurant, through a job (a short term one typically - example: cashier), somewhere involving money or finances (example: bank), and/or a location that involves the voice/singing (example: choir)

7H ruler in 3H: You will have a great flowing conversation when meeting. You will share a lot of similar interests with your spouse which will help you connect really easily. This will be someone that you cannot every stop laughing with. You will meet either on social media, through siblings, through neighbors or them being your neighbor, in school (usually pre-k, elementary, or middle school), somewhere involving phones (example: cell phone store), a location involving writing/literature, and/or while in some type of transportation (example: car, subway, train, etc)

7H ruler in 4H: You will feel an immediate sense of comfort when meeting your spouse and won’t feel the need to put on a show. You will feel like home to each other. You’ll likely meet in a house/home, through house related things (example: real estate), through events/locations involving emotions (example: an acting set), during the holidays (since the 4th house rules over traditions), a location involving nursing/taking care of people (example: nursing home), near a restaurant/fast food place, and/or through each other’s family/motherly figure somehow

Example: My grandma has this in her chart and met my grandpa through her sister

7H ruler in 5H: You will feel your childlike energy come out a lot around this person. This person will bring you lots of joy and be very entertaining/humorous. You’ll meet your spouse through/near children somehow (example: at a park, through your own child, etc.), at a concert, at an entertainment event, through a hookup/one night stand, while on vacation, at a casino/while gambling, in a location involving drama (example: a play/theatre), during a game of some sort, and/or while doing one of your hobbies (example: playing the drums, drawing, baking, etc.)

7H ruler in 6H: Your spouse will likely be very fit and healthy. They’ll be someone that does a lot of nice things for you and is very consistent. You’ll meet at the gym, a location involving health (example: health food store, through a nutritionist, doctors office, hospital, etc.), while doing some type of service for others (example: community service/volunteering), near animals (example: pet store, zoo, etc.), through a coworker (or maybe they’re your coworker), and/or somewhere that you routinely go everyday (example: if you go to Dunkin’ Donuts every morning then you could meet them there)

7H ruler in 7H: Your spouse will be someone that’s very charming and/or cheerful. Since the 7th house is the house of relationships it could mean when you first meet your spouse they’re on a date with someone else, dating someone else, or you’re dating someone at the time. It could also mean meeting your spouse somewhere involving beauty/fashion (example: at a fashion show, at a makeup store, etc), at a wedding, at a dance competition/event, while there’s a conflict occurring, and/or through business partners of yours. This could mean they possibly are your business partner as well. Sometimes I’ve seen this manifest as a enemies to lovers relationship also since the 7H rules over enemies too

7H ruler in 8H: Your spouse is someone that’s very mysterious, seductive, and loyal. You’ll both be very infatuated with each other from the moment you meet. This is a big indication of marrying wealth. You are going to meet your spouse during a transformational or challenging time in your life. You will meet them near somewhere involving dark things (example: somewhere involving horror such as a haunted house), near a big business (example: one you own, one they own, one you’re in/they’re in, etc.), at a funeral (odd but a possibility), near a crime scene/the police/somewhere involving crime, near a location involving psychology (or maybe they’re your psychologist), and/or near a place involving spirituality

7H ruler in 9H: This person will bring out your more adventurous, optimistic, and wild side (in the best way). You will laugh a lot with this person and have lots of fun with them. They’ll help you grow a lot as a person. You’ll meet them either at college/university, while traveling (example: in a foreign country, on an airplane, at an airport, etc.), at a library, through or near television/media (example: television set, photo shoot, etc.), during an interview (example: job interview, television interview, etc.), in a location involving religion/beliefs (example: at church), at a court (example: basketball court, courthouse, etc.), in a location involving the news (example: news interview), and/or somewhere involving the law

Example: My sister has this in her chart and met her husband at school

7H ruler in 10H: This can be an indication that your spouse is very successful or famous. They’re someone who is very ambitious and mature. This can mean you’ll meet them through work/your career/their career, through your father figure/their father, through your boss or that they’re your boss, at a huge public event (example: olympics), through a public figure/famous person, at an event involving famous people (example: meet and greet, oscars, etc.), and/or at a very public place in general

Example: Ariana Grande has this in her chart and met Dalton while he was working (he was her real estate agent and her 7H is also in the sign Cancer which is very interesting cuz the Moon rules over homes)

7H ruler in 11H: Right away when meeting each other you will get along and be friends instantly. Your spouse will be very friendly to you when you meet/a friendly person in general. They’ll be quite intellectual and unique as well. This placement indicates that you’ll meet your spouse through or near technology (example: a dating app, instagram, apple store, etc.), friends/friend groups, at a party, political events, in a location involving film, at a convention/social event, at a hotel/motel, while doing a community service of some kind, at a club (example: chess club, book club, the clubs you drink at, etc.), and/or a location involving science

7H ruler in 12H: There will be an immediate spiritual connection when meeting each other. One of you or both of you may be shy when first meeting. Since this is the house that rules over old age it can mean your spouse is older than you or that there’s an age gap between you two. It can indicate meeting your spouse in a secluded/isolated location, meeting somewhere where you can’t see one another or don’t know each other’s true identity (example: through social media accounts that don’t show your face like a fan page or astrology account), in a place that’s very quiet (example: library), in a place that involves spirituality (example: crystal shop, psychic, etc.), somewhere that involves alcohol or drugs (example: at a bar, drug store, vape shop, etc.), near a location involving music (example: music video set, music store, etc.), and/or during a time where people are isolated (example: during a lockdown similar to the covid one)

Example 1: Kris Jenner has this and met Caitlyn Jenner during a blind date which tracks since the 12H rules over the unknown. She also said it was love at first sight

Example 2: Victoria Beckham has this and met David Beckham in a secluded area at the Manchester United Players lounge (which is a secluded area from the game they were at). It was at a football game (or Soccer as you would call it in the US) as well which is played with the feet (Pisces/the 12H rule over the feet). She also said she was very shy and just waved at him at the bar at first (the 12H rules over alcohol as well)

Example 3: Kim Kardashian has this and met Kanye while he was recording a song

— Giggling at the thought of a one night stand with Simon.

Sex was great, maybe a bit rough, but what can you expect from a guy mean mugging you at the bar? His gruff appearance and his obvious struggle to be a gentleman was apparent; the way he shoved you behind him a bit to shield you from opening doors, or how he made sure to kick off his shoes before stepping into your home.

A long, drunk sex taken place, half an hour later when you both drunkenly passed out, Simon woke up to something laying on his stomach. During his time in the military he never really got to get a good, deep sleep. Any fuckin' breeze woke him up, and the feeling of his stomach being squashed made his lungs exhale sharply. His eyes snapped open, ignoring the subtle burn of fatigue.

Rather than meeting an expected enemy, his eyes locked on to a cat. Your cat. A cute white collar on the fluffy, elegant feline. The sparkly name reading, "Sir Henry".

Simon's brows raised as he finally rubbed the back of his hand against his eyes, his gaze fixing back to you, all naked and snuggled up in bed without a care in the world. Then..back to Sir Henry who gave him an expectant stare.

He bit back a chuckle at the idea that cat was jealous of finding another man in the bed. In a low whisper, Simon uttered to Sir Henry, "She asked me to be here."

Mountains of Canada, 1984

In the middle of the night, CS55

requested yes / no

summary — you look so pretty sleeping and he really needs you, especially when you’re wearing his favorite nightgown, thankfully for him you don’t exactly have to be awake in order for him to have you.

warnings — pure filth, somnophilia, dom!carlos, choking, crying, begging, reader gets called little girl, size kink, p n v, unprotected sex, mentions of cockwarming, face slapping, overstimulation, orgasm denial. Kinda 0/100 quickly but just ignore that, proofread but maybe some small errors.

All day carlos had been frustrated and angry. Qualifying didn’t go as planned and of course something was wrong with the car, which made him end up in p15, and to make matters worse it was his home race. So of course, he was left angry and frustrated as he got out of his car.

He didn’t bother greeting anyone or say anything, was too afraid he would explode and say anything out of line. So he simply ignored them. Just walked to his motohome and got changed to head home for the day.

As he was gathering his things his manager had walked into the room, arms filled and heavy with paperwork. The once gone frustration he’d felt came back as he looked at her with an knowing glare.

“You need to do media before you leave” she simply told him, already holding the door open for him to leave. He scoffed, shaking his head while exiting the room to do media duties.

As usual media duties were something he wasn’t exactly too fond of, and if he heard someone say they were sorry he ended up in pt15 and they were expecting more from him he was going to explode. But thankfully he only had to answer a few more questions before he was allowed to go home.

Carlos walked through the door quietly, half wanting to surprise you and half needing a breather after his hectic day. He took his shoes off, set his bag down beside the door before wandering into the living room where he saw the tv still on, figuring you were still watching it as your favorite show on playing.

But as he peaked over the back of the couch, he saw your tiny frame sound asleep and cuddled up with a bear he’d given you for your anniversary. He nearly groaned seeing your state, so peacefully sleeping, chest heaving up and down, pink plum lips on display that practiced begged him to kiss and bit on.

Fuck he needed you.

He walked around the couch and gently sat down beside your sleeping frame, “amor” he gently shook your arm in attempt to wake you up. “I’m home” to his avail you didn’t wake up, nor did you move a inch.

Now he was painfully suffering and him carefully lifting up your covers to see you were wearing his favorite white nightgown to see, didn’t exactly help his case as he felt his cock twitch underneath his sweatpants.

“Fuck” he muttered underneath his breath. Breath picking up as he stroked his cock through his sweatpants. He needed you so badly.

“Y/n” he sternly called out your name in hopes it would you up this time, but it didn’t. For a brief moment he closed his eyes, jaw clenching up, hand tightening up around his cock that was still clothed up.

He felt shame wash over him as he tugged the covers off your body and threw them to the floor. He let his hands rub all over your body, before lifting up your nightgown to reveal your ass and cunt on display for you. You hadn’t worn panties to sleep.

“Fuck, love, wake up” his voice was deep and raspy as he begged for you to wake up, but you were too deep in a sleep to even hear or feel the weight of his hand rubbing every inch of your exposed skin.

He tugged your nightgown up more to free your breast, the coldness in the room making them hard immediately as he exposed them. His hand ran over the nipple lightly tugging at it, before cupping it in the palm of his hand.

Retreating his hand, he lifted up his hips to get rid of his sweatpants. His hardened cock hit his abdomen. “Fuck” he jerked himself off a bit before picking up your leg to wrap around his waist. He ran his cock over your folds before slowly passing himself into your cunt.

He grunted in relief keeping himself still for a brief moment before he started moving his hips in and out of your cunt. He started slow, taking his time not wanting you wake up. And letting him get used to the feeling of your warm walls clenching around his cock. He let his head fall back light moans and grunts leaving his lips.

But soon, the frustrations and anger he felt from earlier came back to him, making him grab onto your hips harshly as his slow pace turned fast and rough. He didn’t care now if you woke up, he was in too deep.

His large hand cupped your breast fingers pitching the bub roughy enough to stir you awake, “c-carlos” even hearing his name roll off your tongue he didn’t stop his movements. Only enjoyed the sight of you already moaning and hand grabbing at the couch.

“Now you’re awake, huh” your head felt dizzy and dumbfounded, “tried to wake you up” he grabbed at your jaw turning your head back towards him.

The sight alone made him nearly cum undone as he saw the lazy haze in your eyes and mouth hung open in confusion. “Looked so pretty sleeping in my favorite nightgown” he lightly slapped at your face to make you open up your eyes. “Tell me, did you wear this for me tonight?”

His another hand rubbed circles causing you to gasp, “oh, fuck, yes i did” you spat the words out before you could resister them.

He darkly chuckled, “mm, good little girl. Looked so cute and tiny”

You felt your stomach tighten up, legs started to shake. “Fuck, am gonna cum” he wrapped his hand around your throat tightly, lips brushing over the shell of your ear.

“Not allowed to cum yet, love. We just started” you felt tears Weil up in the corner of your eyes. Carlos stopped his movements for a second to reposition himself so you laid down on the couch, him hovering above you. He wrapped your legs around his waist as he continued on with his brutal thrust.

The feeling of his cock brushing against your clit as he thrusted in and out of your cunt made your throw your head back, hands scratching at his back. “Please, please. Let me cum” you begged, tears now flowing down your cheeks.

he slapped at your breast, “hold it” he simply said, ignoring your cries and begs.

It was almost painful as your legs shook and body squirmed around. “Please” you weakly asked, choking out moans.

“You look so cute like this tho” it almost like Carlos took an photo of your ruined body in his head. “So gorgeous, and fucking ruined. Bet you don’t even care that I fucked you in your sleep huh” he landed an slap to your upper thigh.

Choking out answer, “n-no, it hurts, please”

“Go ahead and cum, little girl” he finally allowed.

Eyes rolling back, your body shook violently as you reached your climax. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” those were the words you could only repeat.

Carlos grumbled seeing the sight underneath him. “Look so fucking ruined” he mumbled out, grabbing at your hands and pinning them above your head.

Your body felt on fire and weak. Uncontrollable moans and screams left your mouth as you felt him start to rub circles on your clit again. “No, too much, please” you begged, which only made him laugh.

He leaned down foreheads brushing against each other, “you can handle it” you truly couldn’t.

“Can’t please” your begging only earned you another slap to your wet cunt.

“Mm, you can and you will” on command, you felt your stomach twist and legs starting to shake again, it felt painful. “See look at you, can handle it”

“Fuck, fuck, please” you sobbed out, fist clenching up. Mouth hunched open You saw white as you came again.

Carlos grunted as he reached his climax cum painting your walls. Your body still shook underneath him making him crackle, while laying his hand gentle against your cheek thumb drawing soft circles. “see you could handle it, sweetheart” he softly said now, voice changing drastically from earlier.

You sniffed, arms wrapping his neck to tug him down. “Was too much” you weakly said. Holding him close as possible.

“Saying it was too much, but your still letting me stay inside you?” He smugly said placing soft kisses to your neck. “I think you quite liked it” he made himself comfortable on top of you, making you whine as you felt his cock move again inside you.

“Because if you didn’t, you would have stopped me and you wouldn’t let me still be inside you. Now get some rest”

We will not be girlrotting in April. We will be girlblooming girlburgeoning girlflourishing