Daniela Melchior As Isabel Neves In Fast X.

JOHN CENA Last Week Tonight — Conspiracy Theories (7.18)

DOMINIC TORETTO and MAGDALENE SHAW

I've got a message for you, Ducky. The world is on fire and you wanna keep running into the burning building to save lives. But eventually, the building is gonna collapse on you.

Eu também espero, tô amando muito essa nova fase dele ❤

I really hope they don't kill Jakob off in F10. We just got Uncle Muscle like, please, let him live 🙏

DANTE REYES + dancing while causing absolute mayhem

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a/n: i blacked out and this was birthed. goodbye

pretty clingy and insecure, has a voice in the back of his head telling him that you could do better, that he's not worth it, that you're leaving him at any moment

when he makes a joke, he immediately turns back to you to see your reaction. if you laugh, his whole face lights up and his day is made

because of that, tries a little too hard to please you, going so far as to buy you two of each thing, just in case the first one breaks

messes up his hair just so you fix it

in tune with your needs: he notices it whenever your behavior changes (trauma lol) and is ready to solve your problems instantly

cold? don't worry he brought an extra jacket just in case

hungry? a protein bar in your favorite flavor is always inside his car

headache? a bottle of water and some medicine beside the protein bar

he also keeps pads there for you

likes to hold you close, and the first few times you cuddled up to him he held you so thight you had to tap out

flirts with you all the time, tries to make you blush on any chance he has

takes him a while to let his guard down, but after he does it's like you can see everything

has been in bad relationships before, and the "unlearning" process is lenghty, but worth it

the first time you had a "loving" session (not sex or horny things, just holding him close, caressing him and telling him how much he means to you) he teared up

asks mia to meet you first, separately from dom or anyone else, and he's more nervous than you

you two get along pretty well, and she's delighted that he's found someone that is good for him

his spontaneous date ideas are usually late night drives holding you hand or your leg

gets giddy whenever your family invites you two for a gathering, he just loves feeling included

when dom invites you, he'll show you off and brag about you to everyone that gives him the time

doesn't really like to include you in dangerous stuff, is very protective

so, as to not worry you, so he sends you texts and selfies in the middle of business

all he wants is to hold you close and make sure you're happy

praise kink 100%

like, tell him he's a good boy and how good he's doing, he might cum in his pants

will beg you to eat you out all the time

the master of fingering you while driving

when you start shifting his hand from your thigh to your cunt, a smirk forms on his face

after you cum he starts sucking on his own fingers to get a taste before leaving the car

he's not that into quickies / just penetrative sex. he's the kind of guy to prefer not even putting his dick inside of you if he cannot take his time

instead, he lives for putting you on his lap and fingering you silly while you rub his twitching cock, then rubbing himself against your pussy until both of you cum on each other

dry humping is his passion

sometimes he forgets how much bigger he is, then he gets on top of you, and you can see the moment where he realizes his size

is either bashful or smug during sex, no in between. it usually depends on the context

he just really, really needs you

Be Rough With Me

Duncan Idaho x Atreides!Reader request: yes gifs credits: @thespicemustflowgirls (gifs aren't mine; please don't mistake them with the original owner) divider credits: @rookthornesartistry @cafekitsune (template; gradient colour & symbol my changes) Summary: Duncan has always been a generous and gentle lover. Y/n is afraid to ask him to be rougher, but Duncan is more than happy to oblige his woman's needs. Warnings: 18+, MDNI, rough sex, brief choking, dirty talk, semi-public sex, mention of pregnancy Word Count: Disclaimer: I don't own Dune or its characters, nor do I claim them as my own Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and adored xx this fic is inspired by Nick Jonas - Chains

Welcome to day eleven of MissJadesfics Kinktober/Flufftober 2024! Day 11: Rough Sex w/ Duncan Idaho

With her wine-stained lips, yeah she's nothing but trouble. Cold to the touch but she's warm as a devil

Y/n loves Duncan with her entire heart and soul; she loves how gentle he is with her. His constant affections and affirmations made her heart skip. Despite being a brutal warrior and fierce in battle, his hands could never be rough with her. He wanted to, but he had his reservations. Y/n was delicate, and he treated her as such. So, he was shocked when she came to the training room after his session with Paul; she wrapped her arms around his body, her lashes fluttering seductively; his hazel irises piqued with interest as her sudden nature changed. “What does this pleasant yet unexpected visit mean, my love?” He mumbled, his lips grazing hers Y/n sighed gently, a leg draping around his waist. Duncan grinned, his head resting on hers, a hum bubbling in his throat. “Can I ask something of you, Duncan?” The Atreides swordmaster nodded slowly, his knuckles brushing her cheek. “You can ask me for anything you know, that princess” He furrowed his brows at the tone of nervousness laced in her voice. “As of late…” She began as she grew nervous looking into Duncan’s eyes; the familiar smirk pulled on his lips, his thumb tracing her bottom lip, a shaky breath escaping her parted lips. “I was wondering if perhaps you could be rougher with me?” She whispered. Duncan raised his scarred brow in response to her question; his breathing grew heavy, and their mouths brushed. “You want me to be rougher with you, hmm?” He purred dangerously Y/n swallowed, nodding gingerly; Duncan’s nose flared, and his jaw clenched lightly. A low growl rumbled in his chest. His nose nudged her cheek, breathing in her scent. His hands trailed down her body cupping her ass. Their bodies pressed together, and Y/n’s lips tugged in a smile. Duncan looked at the door out the side of his eyes. “I did not think Duncan Idaho would into being caught during an…intimate moment?” She whispered seductively in his ear. Duncan huffed in annoyance, reminding himself anyone could walk in. “I will happily indulge your needs later, my love. For now, you should go before I pin you to the floor” He grinned, smacking her ass playfully.

I gave all my heart but she won't heal my soul. She tasted a break and I can't get more

For the rest of the day, Y/n felt the unbearable ache between her thighs grow. Sitting at the dining table with her family, her brother Paul was busy conversing with their father and mother Y/n pretended to feel faint. “I think I shall retire for the evening. I am feeling a little unwell.” She bid her family goodnight and left the hall, a glowglobe following her as she walked to her chambers. Feeling an arm pull her to the wall, she was embraced in Duncan’s hold. “Duncan-” She began, his lips cut off her speaking as he wrapped her legs around his waist. Panting heavily between kisses, Duncan’s warm breath fanned her face, making her shudder, her heart pounding, her mind growing fuzzy. Duncan’s mouth trailed kisses along her jaw down her neck, his hips jerking the roughness of his pants, creating a delicious friction Y/n moaned, biting his shoulder with each roll of his hips against hers. Duncan ripped her dress, his hand disappearing to feel her bare cunt to his fingers. Duncan moaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he moved the dress aside, grinding his cargo pants to her exposed spread legs. Y/n whimpered at the sensation of her arousal drenching his pants. Duncan moved his hips fast and hard Y/n’s arms draped over his shoulders, her fingers tangling into his chocolate locks, tugging the roots tightly.

Wrapping a hand around her throat and applying enough pressure so she was still able to breathe, Y/n’s eyes met Duncan’s in the darkened atmosphere, the lust flowing in his hazel eyes as if a wild animal had taken over his body. “Fuck Duncan!” Y/n gasped. Their lips met in a passionate entanglement; the lovers caught in the moment neither heard footsteps approaching down the hallway. Y/n’s eyes shot open, pulling away from the kiss and trying to tap Duncan’s shoulder. “Someone is coming” She whispered. Duncan covered her body with his in the corner of the walls, their breaths shallow and hushed, trying not to laugh. When the footsteps receded, Duncan peeked his head out and swept her in his arms, carrying her over his shoulder and moving her to his chambers. “Duncan!” She scolded him at his nonchalant behaviour; a swift smack on her ass silenced her as Duncan chuckled at her reaction. Throwing her on his bed after closing the door with his foot, Duncan removed his shirt and unbuckled his pants as Y/n spread her legs eagerly. 

Duncan didn’t give her a chance to prepare as he entered in one harsh thrust. A cry fell from her lips as her fingers gripped his shoulders. His pace was brutal and rough, just like she had asked of him. Y/n arched her back, moans tumbling from her mouth as Duncan’s jaw slacked, feeling how wet she was; no matter how many times he fucked her, he could never get used to feeling how she felt around his cock. Y/n could feel every vein, and ridge of Duncan’s cock slide in and out of her, the motion sending her into a frenzy as she writhed underneath the swordmaster. “Oh, Duncan!” She whined, his palm wrapping around her neck again, his thumb tracing her jaw. Duncan grinned, his lips caressing her cheek. “So pretty, aren’t you? Fucked out on my cock and begging me to fuck you senseless in this bed” He grunted, delivering a few wild strokes of his pelvis. The head of his cock hitting her sweet spot overwhelmed her senses; Duncan let out a guttural sound feeling her walls clench around him. Duncan pulled out of her and flipped her onto her stomach, knocking the air out her Y/n’s head fell on the pillow as Duncan’s hands pulled her back by her hips; resuming his intricate movements, Y/n gripped the sheets drool forming at the corner of her lips. Duncan’s grunts and deep moans made her wetter with each thrust. 

You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love. But, I wouldn't change, no I wouldn't change this love. Tryna break the chains but the chains only break me.

Changing angle, Duncan laid her down slightly, his arm supporting her around her waist as he pounded deeper. Stuffing her cunt full of his cock, Y/n sobbed as Duncan used her for his and her own pleasure; it’s what she wanted; she wanted it rough. She wanted to be left a begging mess, sore and unable to process what was happening. Covering her body, Duncan pressed kisses along her shoulder and neck, his breath panting heavily in her ear “Taking me so well, sweetheart, who knew you’d be such a whore for me, hmm?” He purred, his tongue licking the shell of her ear Y/n let out a needy whine, her hips wriggling to meet his Duncan leant back, his cock twitching inside her as Y/n felt her peak wash over a sudden scream escaped her lips, pleasure rippling through her moans muffled in the pillow. Duncan’s thrusts became sloppy, his jaw clenched, a thick growl emitted from his chest, and he came inside her. Painting her walls with his seed, his tanned body slick with sweat, his rough breaths filled his chambers as he pulled Y/n back to meet his chest, his lips pressed a tender kiss on her pulse.

“After this, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re with child in the upcoming weeks?” He murmured with a sly grin.

Jakob Toretto está de volta e pronto para a ação !!💙

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Thunderstorm Cuddle

Jason Momoa x Reader request: no gif credits: @momoamadness (gifs aren't mine; please don't mistake them with the original owner) divider credits: @cafekitsune Summary: A thunderstorm makes Y/n nervous, so her boyfriend Jason comforts her. Warnings: Jason being Jason (enough said) <3, brief dry humping, brief make-out, Jason would give the best cuddles Word Count: 506 Comments, likes and reblogs are always adored and appreciated xx this fic is inspired by TOTO - Africa

oof, is this a good read for you guys? <3

Welcome to day twenty-one of MissJadesfics Kinktober/Flufftober 2024! Day 21: Stormy Night w/ Jason Momoa

Hopin' to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies. He turned to me as if to say "Hurry, boy, it's waiting there for you"...

The vinyl record played in the background as the thunder rumbled through the house, causing Y/n to flinch at the sound. “Jason” Her timid voice made his head turn as she curled into his body, shivering at the loud clash of thunder striking outside. Jason’s eyes looked at her frightened face as he encased her in his broad arms, laying her on his lap; he kissed her head, swaying softly. Y/n felt the steady heartbeat of Jason’s heart begin to ease her nerves, turning her face to look at her boyfriend. With a soft smile, his ringed fingers gently moved through loose strands of her hair. The tender moment had only lasted for a moment before the next boom of thunder erupted, followed by a lightning flash. Y/n let out a sound as Jason laughed at her reaction. “Hey, hey, it’s okay.” His deep voice sent a wash of calm over her; Jason gently pressed his lips to Y/n’s; a light whimper escaped her mouth, her leg swinging over the other side of Jason’s lap, straddling him. His hands moved up the sides of her body, removing the sweater and throwing it onto the floor. Y/n tangled her fingers into Jason’s locks, deepening the kiss. The thunderstorm outside was long forgotten about as Jason’s distraction technique drew her attention away. “Jason” His name fell from her lips in a heavy pant, rolling her hips, emitting a low groan from Jason. His hands gripped her hips tighter Y/n’s hands worked down to his chest, balancing herself with every grind of her body onto his. 

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you. There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa Gonna take some time to do the things we never had, ooh-hoo

“Seems you’ve forgotten about that nasty storm outside, babe.” Jason released a choked moan, feeling Y/n press down on his hard-on through his sweatpants. Peppering hot-mouthed kisses along her jaw trailing down her neck, Y/n made a mix of moan and a sigh. Jason pulled her closer, leaving no gap between them, finding her lips. Once again, Jason cupped her face with his hand, the warmth from his palm spreading through her body, tingles following closely behind. Jason’s tongue swiped Y/n’s bottom lip, her mouth parting to allow him entrance, neither fighting for dominance. 

The violent rumble of thunder broke the couple apart from their kiss. Jason grinned as they looked out the window, seeing the lighting outside. The heavy rain pour began to hit the glass window as Y/n’s body shook. Jason leant up to whisper in her ear lowly, his breath tickling her skin and sending a shiver down her spine.

“Seems like I need to up my distraction game. I do love a challenge.”

Jakob Toretto/Reader Imagine (18+)

Imagine being at your boring office job in the middle of the day and Jakob texting you. You look down to read the message, wondering what he's talking about.

Bend over and tmdlagg?

But how? He isn't here.

Or he's not meant to be…but the shadow now looming over you can't be anyone's but his. You look up into Jakob's eyes and smile.

"Bend over, huh?" you say. "Exactly where do you want me to do that?"

"Right here, Princess," he replies. "You have two minutes to take those clothes off, or I'll take them off for you."

"And then what?" You already know the words that are about to come out of his mouth, but you want to hear them from him. Hear the rasp in Jakob's voice as if he's barely in control of himself. Like he's struggling to resist the urge to rip your pants off and take you right here and now. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to spread you wide, baby." You shiver as his fingers skim the back of your neck, taunting you with their strength. "Then we'll see whether you really are a good girl or not."

You let out a groan and sit up, turning in your chair. If Jakob is going to do anything, it won't be here where every one of your coworkers can see.

At least, that's what you tell yourself. Your body seems to have other plans, however. Heat pools between your legs and the most delicious ache begins to form inside you the longer Jakob's fingers touch you.

"You're fucking wet, aren't you?" He whispers in your ear, leaning down. "Tell me, Princess, if I reached into your pants right now, would my fingers be soaked?"

"Jakob." You groan his name and shift uncomfortably in your seat. "We can't do this here."

"Yes, we can," he says, "and we will. Because I'm not leaving here until you've ridden my dick. Is that understood?"

You lick your lips in anticipation and nod. "Yes, sir."