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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.”

Crush

Ronon Dex x Reader request: no gif credits: @halestrom @stargatesource (gifs aren't mine; please don't mistake them with the original owner) divider credits: @cafekitsune Summary: Y/n is caught dancing by her crush Ronon. He also lets it slip that he knows she likes him; guess it's a good thing he likes her, too. Warnings: fluff, Ronon is adorable, kissing, love confessions, they share a dance, Ronon singing to Y/n <3 Word Count: 736 Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate: Atlantis or its characters, nor do i claim them as my own Comments, likes and reblogs are always adored and appreciated xx this fic is inspired by Elvis Presley - (Let Me Be Your) Teddy Bear just a short and sweet fic

Welcome to day nineteen of MissJadesfics Kinktober/Flufftober 2024! Day 19: Crush w/ Ronon Dex

Y/n danced to her favourite song, singing the words and moving throughout her room, unaware she was being watched entirely in her own world. It was very rare she had moments to herself when she was alone. She was always out on missions, helping Teyla or Shepard train recruits or doing field tests with new weapons. But there was an upside; she was always paired with Ronon. The handsome Satedan joined the Atlantis team seven months ago; Y/n would be lying if she didn’t find him attractive at first glance. She was always a bundle of nerves around him, but he always loved making her blush. Complimenting her whenever he could, he would throw himself in front of her to protect her. Wraith or human, he would never let anyone hurt her. Y/n often thought that perhaps she was just imagining that he could have feelings for her, too, but she would bury hers and keep to herself. It has just been impossible to do so when Ronon is a walking god. His smile, beautiful hazel eyes, boisterous laugh, and leather clothing. Oh, those leather clothes of his should be illegal. 

Hearing a throat clearing behind her, Y/n froze and slowly turned around her eyes, finding Ronon standing in her doorway with a bright smile on his face. Y/n turned off the song and laughed nervously, “Um, Ronon. H-How long have you been standing there?” Y/n giggled, blushing under his gaze, trying to avert his gaze as she flittered around her room, trying to occupy herself. “Long enough to confirm my suspicion that you really look hot when you dance” He answered for her; his boots thumped on her floor Y/n placed her hands on her hips, puffing out some air from her mouth.

“So what do I owe this visit, Ronon?” Ronon licked his lips as he sauntered into the room, his hazel eyes focused on her, his gaze making her nervous. “Ronon…” She murmured, and as he moved closer, she stepped backwards. “Well, I overheard an interesting conversation between Shepard and Teyla today. They mentioned that a girl I know about has feelings for me…” He trailed off Y/n swallowed nervously as she parted her lips. “Um, well…I….” She tried to form a sentence as Ronon trapped her between the wall and his body. “You want to know something?” He smiled Y/n stared into his eyes; his thumb and pointer finger grasped her chin, and Y/n gave a slight nod. Ronon let out a nervous breath. “I have feelings for you too, princess” He saw Y/n’s eyes light up. “You do; I didn’t think you thought of me that way” Ronon shook his head. “I may be aloof and hot-headed most of the time, but there is space for other emotions, too. Especially when it comes to you princess.” He pulled her away from the wall, playing Y/n’s favourite song again, singing along to the words as he twirled her around. 

Oh, baby let me be, your lovin' teddy bear Put a chain around my neck, and lead me anywhere Oh, let me be (oh, let him be) Your teddy bear

I don't want to be your tiger 'Cause tigers play too rough I don't want to be your lion 'Cause lions ain't the kind you love enough

They were dancing like they were in the 1950s. Y/n had read about the era of the 50s: milkbars, jazz music, rock n roll & movie drive-ins. Y/n laughed as she buried her face in Ronon’s chest, rocking them side to side. Ronon picked her up in his arms, spinning around Y/n wrapped her arms around Ronon’s neck, his arms firmly around her thighs, holding her upright. “You are such an idiot, Ronon” Y/n teased with a smile. Ronon shrugged. “As long as I get to be your idiot, I’m happy with that, princess.” Ronon pressed his lips to hers in a soft kiss, feeling the sparks between their lips Y/n smiled, and her heart fluttered; breaking their kiss, Y/n sighed gently. Ronon grinned, his hazel eyes meeting hers, a sparkle in his eye. “Am I that good?” His fingers twirled a strand of loose hair next to her cheek. Y/n nodded. “More than good” She stated before kissing him again. 

Yep, they both could get used to this.

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.

Little Red Riding Hood

Connor Slaughter x Human!Reader request: no gif credits: @vivienvalentino divider credits: @firefly-graphics @arcielee Summary: Connor Slaughter is the only pure werewolf living in Lupine Ridge. Y/n is the only member of the town who isn't afraid of him, so Connor tries his luck with his Little Red Riding Hood. Warnings: 18+, MDNI, manhandling, first time, loss of virginity, rough sex, breath play, breeding kink, chasing, Connor howling, marking, mating, praise kink, Connor likes to be called 'big bad wolf', red riding hood references, licking, edging, Connor in himself is a warning, semi-public outdoor sex, claiming, grinding, oral {f receiving}, Connor is gentle afterwards, sweet cliffhanger (sorry loves) Word Count: 3.7k Disclaimer: I don't own Wolves 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 Hungry like the Wolf - Duran Duran & Rock You Like A Hurricane - Scorpions

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Werewolves, perhaps more known to more sophisticated folk as Lycanthropes, were said to change from their human form on every full moon into a wolf hybrid-like creature. Terrifying stories tell how they would give in to the beast within to hunt and eat humans, spreading fear and terrorising folk. Their deafening howls would echo through the air, sending a rippling chill through even the bravest of men. There were two types of werewolves: purebreds, born with werewolf blood, and mutts, those who are bitten. Lupine Ridge was run by Connor Slaughter, the last of his bloodline of purebred werewolves surrounded by his loyal, often at times rowdy and savage mutts who do his bidding. Being the Alpha wolf, Connor asserts his dominance over the whole pack and the townspeople who are too afraid to cross him. One night, he and the loud pack gathered at the bar; he situated himself at his table, his camel-leathered vest fitted over his cream long-sleeved shirt.

Part of his hair was loosely tied in a bun, his brown locks brushing his shoulders, with tints of blonde streaking through. His eyes rolled in annoyance at hearing the pack argue with each other at the pool table. His fingers drummed on the timber; the Alpha wolf bounced his leg as he hurriedly downed his drink and left the bar. Looking up to the sky, it was a clear night, with stars scattered over the velvet sky and the moon shining bright even though it wasn’t a full moon. Connor snarled his teeth, baring in frustration, punching the tree, his fist splitting the trunk in half. His strength heightened with his building rut that was coursing through his veins. Connor’s jaw clenched as he ran through the woods, growling as he caught her scent in the wind. Grinning, Connor threw his head back and howled into the air; the guttural sound reached the edge of the forest, where a woman shot up from her bed as she breathed heavily, a mix of fear and excitement blooming through her sleepy mind and body. 

My body is burning, it starts to shout. Desire is coming, it breaks out loud. Lust is in cages 'til storm breaks loose. Just have to make it with someone I choose. The night is calling, I have to go. The wolf is hungry, he runs the show. He's licking his lips, he's ready to win. On the hunt tonight for love at first sting.

Y/n wrapped herself in a loose flannel shirt covering her body and coming to the top of her thighs, she stepped outside. It was summer, so the heatwave coming through Lupine Ridge made the nights humid, but still, Y/n felt a slight chill come over her body as she stepped down her porch, looking around in the open field and towards the woods. Biting her lip, she heard a distant howl and a smile appeared on her lips. She knew all too well who it belonged to; she was never afraid of Connor or his pack, unlike the rest of Lupine Ridge. That’s what intrigued Connor about Y/n whilst everyone cowered before him; she found herself drawn to him. To the wolf. Connor had laid claim on Y/n the moment he saw her, not that she knew that she didn’t think Connor saw her in any way aside from just maybe a friend was a stretch too far; perhaps acquaintance is more of a suited term. Admiring him from afar, Y/n lost track of how many nights she spent thinking about him—his voice—imagining his hands caressing her body, feeling the heat radiating onto hers while he had his way with her. But that’s all she could do was imagine. But tonight, bravery took over her as she treaded through the woods, her feet carrying her deeper in, quickly losing her way from where she came from. Hearing distant branches snapping and howls, Y/n released a shaky breath; she hugged herself, licking her lips, freezing when a low growl rumbled in the dark. The tiny slithers of moonlight were not enough for her to see what lay ahead or behind her. Casting her eyes down to the ground, she closed them and steadied her breathing. “Connor” She spoke out, swallowing nervously. Another growl came from in front of her. Y/n tilted her head, ran her fingers through her hair, and saw a figure move in the shadows. 

“I believe in the fairytale Little Red Riding Hood didn’t go into the woods in the dark covers of night.” Connor’s deep voice sent shivers down her spine, his gold eyes flickering in the light. Stepping out slightly for her to see him, Y/n felt her breath hitch in her throat. Fluttering her lashes softly, she fiddled with the ends of her flannel. “That’s because she was a little girl, but I’m a grown woman who doesn’t mind the dark.” She stepped forward, coming closer to Connor. Connor snarled; he could smell the arousal on her skin, and he could hear the thumping of her heart as she approached him.

“I think about him every night.” She whispered, her hands sliding up his chest; the alpha nudged his head against hers. “Hmm.” Connor smiled, his hands pushing her against the tree, pressing his body to hers, firmly burying his face in her neck Y/n let out a moan, her hands gripping his sleeves tightly. “I think about him having his way with me. Doing whatever he wanted, however, he wanted.” Y/n panted breathlessly as Connor grunted, pulling away his gold eyes blown with lust, his nose brushing Y/n’s. “All you have to do is ask me sweetheart. I want you too.” He breathed heavily, the warmth of his breath fanning over her face. Y/n’s hands slid up his shoulders and neck and tangled into his loose hair strands. “This Red Riding Hood wants the Big Bad Wolf to claim her as his own” She murmured, her lips ghosting over Connor’s; the alpha’s lips curled, his eyes shining, a wide grin spread over his face. “The Big Bad Wolf, huh? I like the sound of that. Why don’t we play a game?” He purred, his nose trailing along her cheek, leaning to whisper in her ear, “You run as fast as you can, and see if you try to make it back to your house without me catching you” He growled deeply his body rutting into hers as she gasped her eyes wide with excitement, her chest rising and falling rapidly as Connor’s eyes danced over her body he titled his head “Run” he winked Y/n smirked and began running Connor flexed his hands and took in a deep breath before releasing a roaring howl. Y/n looked behind her and saw Connor wasn’t standing in his spot any longer giggling to herself, Y/n continued running. The thrill of the chase made her blood pump in her ears as she tried to remember the way back to her house. Of course, Connor would know, but he wanted to play the game as much as she did. 

Hearing the distant sounds of foliage breaking, barks and growls echoing through the woods, Y/n knew Connor was not far behind. Hiding behind a tree to catch her breath, the sound of Connor’s footsteps getting closer. Peeking her head out, she couldn’t see him anywhere. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t see her picking up her feet. She began to run again, climbing over fallen trees, her flannel falling down her shoulders with each step. Coming to a halt, she looked around, analysing where to go; she knew there was a clearing, but she couldn’t remember where it was precisely. Taking a chance, she left and hoped she might find the clearing or even her house. She didn’t fancy getting lost in the woods, even if Connor would get her out. “Keep running, Little Red, don’t give up so easily” Hearing his voice surround her, a playful chill ran through her, and the faintest giggle escaped.

Y/n kept running as fast and long as her feet could carry her. Hiding behind a tree, she heard the foliage snapping in the distance. Peeking her head out, she saw Connor’s silhouette in the dark, stalking his prey. Bending down to his knees, he hand reached down to pick up a ripped piece of her flannel. Y/n looked down, noticing the bottom was indeed ripped; sighing inaudibly at herself, she licked her lips before darting off again. Connor’s head snapped up, his grin spreading wide, gold eyes sparked, watching her run before pursuing her in another chase. This time, his speed was no match for her to escape. Connor caught her from behind, falling to the earth beneath Y/n gasped, trying to wriggle out of his grasp; she crawled away, her hands desperately trying to grab something to pull her away. Connor snarled, his strength pinning her down and rolling her onto her back. His large hands were on either side of her head, trapping her. “Caught you; wasn’t much of a chase” He clicked his tongue, and Y/n laughed. “I let you catch me” She answered. Connor rolled his hips onto Y/n’s body; letting out a whimper, she arched her back towards the Alpha, feeling his body heat meld together with hers. “Connor” A breathy sigh left her mouth.

Connor covered her body, rubbing his scent over her, marking her as his. Connor tongue licked up her up her cheek, his heavy pants hitting her face in warm waves. Y/n’s hands worked underneath his shirt, feeling his hot skin contract from her touch. Her fingers trailed down to his belt, tugging it. Connor pulled away, looking down between with a smirk, his hand loosely wrapped around her neck; his mouth met hers in a rough kiss. Connor’s thrusts turned harder as he unbuttoned her flannel. Connor left a trail of open-mouthed kisses along her neck and chest—a clash of teeth and tongue littering marks over her soft flesh. “Little Red Riding Hood has gone quiet on me, hmm?” Connor teased with a chuckle. Y/n moaned loudly, her hands tangling in his hair, spreading her legs further apart. “Don’t worry, baby, the Big Bad Wolf is going to take care of you” He breathed, licking a broad stripe up her sternum and kissing her navel Y/n gasped sharply at the sensation of his tongue roaming her body. 

In touch with the ground. I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a crowd. And I'm hungry like the wolf

“Connor, please need you” Y/n cast her eyes down to the wolf, his hungry gaze penetrating her core. “Didn’t think you’d be into outdoor sex, little red” Connor raised his scarred brow, biting her inner thighs and shaking his head playfully like a wolf. “I just might be if someone keeps taking his time and doesn’t fuck me like he promised he would” Y/n gritted her teeth. Connor mock gasped, hands holding her hips down on the ground. “I love it when you talk dirty.” Connor stood, pulling Y/n by her arms and sweeping her bridal style in his arms, carrying her through the woods. She internally scolded herself, seeing she was not far from her home before Connor caught her. “See, you weren’t far, and you gave up so quickly.” Connor laughed, kicking the door open roughly and knocking it off the hinges. “CONNOR SLAUGHTER!” Y/n slapped his chest. The wolf coughed lightly at the force, and a shit-eating grin spread. “Don’t worry, little red, no one will be breaking in. Not while I’m around.” Connor told her to adjust her position so he could hold her up under her legs. Y/n looped her arms around his neck, her flannel slipping down her shoulders, revealing her bare skin to his eyes. “Bedroom?” He murmured against her lips Y/n closed her eyes, breathing in his musk-woody scent. “Down the hall” She replied. Connor kissed her passionately, treading through the hall and closing her bedroom door with his boot. 

Connor slowly removed Y/n’s flannel, throwing it onto the floor, climbing onto the bed, and pining Y/n beneath him. Removing his leather vest off his body, Connor sat back on his knees, pulling his shirt over his head and undoing his hair from its confines. Y/n felt the air leave her lungs, admiring Connor’s tan torso bared to her vision. Her fingers traced the toned muscles. Connor watched silently, letting her have her moment, his fingers tilting her chin and looking into her eyes. The swirl of love and lust filled her eyes, and his lips twitched in a wolfish smile. “Lay back, little red, before the Big Bad Wolf takes you; he wants to make sure you're nice and ready for him” Connor purred, burying his face in her hair, a low moan forming in his throat. Y/n felt a shiver run through her back. The cool sheets relieved her heated skin as she fell back on the bed. Connor swiped his tongue over her skin, followed by blowing some air, her body shuddering, back arched slightly.

Connor grinned; his fingers looped around her lace panties and ripped them off. Her glistening pussy made his chest heave, his mouth watering at the sight. Y/n rested her back on the headboard, her legs spread as Connor lay on his stomach, his fingers raking through his hair. Releasing a breathless moan, he dived in between her legs with a carnal desire. A strangled moan bubbled in Y/n’s mouth, raking her fingers and gripping Connor’s hair tightly. Growling into her core, Connor licked, bit and sucked how a wolf would devour his meal. Rough and no mercy. His brute hands held her hips and ass with an animalist grip so tight bruises would form on Y/n’s perfect skin tomorrow—another stake of a claim for the Alpha wolf.

Connor had Y/n screaming and moaning so much her voice was becoming hoarse. It felt like he had only been between her legs for a few minutes, but Y/n looked at her bedside clock. Connor had been feasting upon her for nearly thirty minutes, dragging out her orgasm much to his delight. “Connor, please. I want-” Y/n tried to speak between her broken sobs as Connor let out a guttural sound. A light slap on her ass made her jolt. The wolf’s eyes pierced into her, and a chill rang through the air; the intensity in his gaze told her what he didn’t speak in words. ‘Be patient’ before continuing his work. Y/n threw her head back on the headboard, her other hand joining in his hair, riding his face roughly, trying to bring her peak closer. Her body was covered in a layer of sweat.

Connor’s back muscles flexed with each stroke of movement he made. “Love your mouth, Alpha,” She praised, a sharp gasp emitting from her lips and drool forming in the corner of her mouth. Connor smiled into her pussy, a sense of pride filling his chest. Damn right, you do little red. Deciding to take mercy on his little red, Connor sucked her clip, swiping his tongue from her entrance to her clit and moaned the vibration, making her come undone. Letting out a cry, Connor lapped her arousal greedily Y/n’s body convulsed in pleasure, the aftershocks flowing through her as Connor kissed up towards her neck, biting down softly at the pulse point. His heavy breathing fanned her cheek; his lips found hers in the hungry kiss. A satisfied moan filled the kiss Y/n pulled away, panting softly. “You did so well for me, little red; think you’re ready for the Alpha now? Ready for him to claim you as his?” He cooed, his thumb tracing her bottom lip Y/n nodded eagerly. “I need the Big Bad Wolf to take me. Make me his and show me off to all of the pack who fucks me til I can’t walk.” Y/n begged.

Connor chuckled, his mouth grazing hers. “Such a desperate little red riding hood. Gonna fuck you full, so you’ll be pregnant with my pups. Want that, sweetheart?” He stood from the bed, unbuckling his belt Y/n bit her lip with a nod and whine. The sound made his cock twitch as he swiftly pulled off his jeans, crawling back on top, fisting his cock a few times before wrapping her legs around his waist. Connor grinned wildly, one hand gripping the head and the other lining himself at her entrance. Entering in one swift, hard thrust, Y/n choked a sob at the intrusion of Connor’s large size, filling her cervix in one motion. “Fuck Y/n, baby, you’re so tight. Taking your Alpha so well.” Y/n wriggled her body underneath to match his brute thrusts. This is what she wanted, what she asked for. For Connor to take her rough, not to be gentle, she craved him for so long she just wanted to be surrounded by him—his smell—His touch—Him. 

So give her inches and feed her well. More days to come, new places to go. I've got to leave, it's time for a show. Here I am.

Rock you like a Hurricane. Here I am. Rock you like a Hurricane

Y/n wrapped her arms underneath his arms and over his shoulders, pulling him closer. I need him closer. The sliding of his body on hers made the room filled with rough skin, slapping the scent of sex thick in the air. Y/n’s pussy soaked his cock with each stretch of his cock inside her, her virgin walls accommodating him like she was made for him. Connor hissed above her, his eyes closed tightly, his teeth bared, feeling her clench around him each time he hit her sweet spot. “Alpha! Wanna cum again, please?” She pleaded, tears forming in her eyes. Connor’s tongue swiped her bottom lip, the bridge of his nose nudging hers. “Cum for me, Y/n; come on, sweetheart” He pulled out and drilled back inside her pounding her body into the mattress underneath. Y/n’s babbles of moans, and whimpers crescendoed into a yelp as she came around his cock, her walls fluttering as Connor felt his rut take over him. His body convulsed sharply. Shaking his head, he let out a carnal growl, his eyes blown wide, his cock ramming into her with inhuman power. The mix of pain and pleasure filled Y/n as she felt sweat bead on her hairline, her doe eyes watching Connor the wolf staring back at her.

“Been so good for me, taking me so well. Going to fill you up, make you feel me for days you won’t be able to move.” He grunted with each violent thrust. Y/n’s cervix contracted around his cock at the thought of being filled, earning a hearty laugh from her Alpha. “Claim me, Connor.” She moaned breathlessly. Connor felt his knot coming to its peak; he kissed her jaw, trailing down her neck and licking over her pulse. Holding in a tight grip, he mouthed at her pulse; he changed the angle of his hips and thrust harder, biting down on her neck—his final mark. Connor fucked Y/n through his knot as he came inside her, ropes of cum filling her womb as he continued to ride out his peak. Y/n clutched onto his body tightly, ecstasy flooding her senses. The pain and pleasure meld together. Connor slowly pulled away from her neck, his tongue lapping at the bite gently, the coppery taste filling his mouth as he looked at the mark. A pleased hum filled his throat; he tore his eyes away and found Y/n’s closed. Connor’s hips bucked a couple more times before halting, and a strangled moan fell from his mouth. “Fucking hell” He laid his head on Y/n’s, his fingers brushing the loose strands of hair from her face. ‘I’m afraid I won’t be able to uh…remove myself until the knot, you know” He makes a face of deflation Y/n giggles softly with a nod. “I don’t mind it, as long as you stay with me” She whispered. Connor rubbed his cheek on hers, their blissed smiles mirroring each other. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere—you’re my Omega now. You’re my priority and always have been since I laid eyes on you. You were mine; I just had to wait for you to signal me.” Connor purred. The glow in his gold eyes made Y/n’s heart skip a beat; she raked her fingers down his chest. “And it hasn’t been easy when those mutts have been trying to put a stake on you, too.” Connor continued with a heavy sigh Y/n smiled at her Alpha. “What would have made them think I chose them over the Big Bad Wolf Connory Slaughter?” She asked, kissing his neck, peppering kisses along his jaw, feeling the softness of his beard tickle her skin. “Yeah, a bunch of fucking idiots if they think they had a chance with you over me, huh?” He laughed.

The following morning, Connor sauntered through Lupine Ridge with a broad smile. His absence for two weeks was strange; everyone hadn’t seen or spoken to him since he left the bar that night. Kicking the bar door open with his foot, the sunlight flooded through around his significant figure as the patrons and his pack looked in curiosity. Swinging around, Connor wrapped his arms around Y/n, carrying her in her legs wrapped around his waist. Dropping Y/n to her feet, he spun her to face his pack; sweeping her hair to the side, he grinned. “See this, you mutts, she’s mine. I claimed her, and I claimed her really fucking well, so keep hands and words about my little red to yourselves. And well, I won’t chase you down and kill you myself. I am glad we have established that” He laughed loudly, sweeping Y/n in his arms again as she squealed, kicking her legs in a fit of laughter. Leaving the bar, Connor took in a deep breath. “Oh, what a great day to shove into people’s faces about me claiming the most beautiful girl in Lupine Ridge, huh? It doesn’t get much better than this.” He cheered, letting out a howl and a chorus of whooping sounds. Y/n cleared her throat with a smile. Connor turned his body to face her with a tilt of his head, and Y/n’s hands were on her belly.

“There just might be something that could make this a little better.”

I got the idea from of this.

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Title~ cold nights and jackets

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It is a chilly night in L.A. The chilly win made me regret not bringing a jacket. J told me to bring one or to wear a longer shirt, but I said I would be okay without one, and now I’m paying the price.

I turned my attention to everyone as they laughed at something Letty said as we waited for the “race” to begin. All because of Roma’s big mouth, he said something to Dom and now they are racing to see who is better.

“Hey, sweets.” I turned to Jakob who was standing behind me. “I thought i told you it was going to be cold.” He said smirking at me. “Yeah well I’m not cold.” I smirked too and then turned around, as soon as I did I felt a jacket on me, and Jakob’s arms around me.

“Thanks, my love. But won’t you be cold now?” I asked kissing his jaw as he moved to lay his head on my shoulder. “Always, and no.” He said kissing my cheek as we watched as Dom won like always.

Do What You Want (Jakob Toretto x F!Reader)

Summary: Working in your uncle’s garage can have its perks. When a mysterious stranger comes in to repair a shot-up Dodge Charger one day, you can’t help but be drawn to him. As he guides you down on the hood of the car, it’s more than clear that the feeling is mutual.

Warnings: Explicit. Vaginal Sex. Choking. Oral Sex (Female Receiving). Vaginal Fingering. Rough Sex. Explicit Language. Not Beta Read.

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A/N: Who had Mack writes John Cena smut on their 2021 bingo card?

We’re here, at last. Enjoy… 😉

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Why do I love the idea of being in a love triangle between Dante Reyes and Jakob Torretto?

You aren't the only one ❤︎

and in saying that, I've been conjuring a fic in my mind about these two going after the same girl. bc why not 😍

ele com certeza precisa de muito amor, e principalmente, precisa existir mais fanfics sobre jakob!❤

Jade darling, I'm unsure if you write for him, but I know you write for Fast and Furious. So, I was wondering if I could request something cute with Jakob Torretto? I'll leave the plot up to you, I trust your writing judgment xx

Yes, I do write for Jakob, and I'd be happy to write this for you. There is nothing written for him and he needs love.

Toretto Family trait I've come up with: being so good at sneaking up on EVERYONE

John & Dua Lipa 💖❤️‍🔥

besties they're so adorable 🥹🫶

I want all assets on them now. I need her to write the next chapter.

ARGYLLE (2024) dir. Matthew Vaughn

Dominic Toretto. You’re about to learn all about fear. You built such a beautiful life, filled with love and family. I never got that chance. You stole that from me. Fast X (2023) dir. Louis Leterrier

Fast and Furious 9 is a comedy 

new photos of John 😍

he's aging beautifully 💖

WELCOME HOME...

John Cena | Vacation Friends 2

DUA LIPA and JOHN CENA in Barbie (2023) dir. Greta Gerwig

Jakob Toretto 🤤🤤🤤

Imagine waking up in the middle of the night and hearing noises coming from your kitchen. You go downstairs thinking it's just the cat and find a shirtless Jakob standing there, stitching himself up.

Before you can even scream, he covers your hand with his mouth and explains he'll be out of your hair in a couple minutes. You don't know why but something about the look in his eyes makes you relent.

While Jakob cleans his wounds, you grab antibiotic ointment from the medicine cabinet and bring it to him. Sure, you don't know a thing about this random guy in your house but you do know a thing or two about taking care of yourself.

He smiles and thanks you, then asks if you've got any liquor lying around. Jakob could really do with a drink right now.

A shot or two later, the two of you are sitting on the couch, staring at each other. You've already bandaged the gunshot wound to his shoulder, but the voice in the back of your head says you should check him for injuries.

Properly.

Maybe it's the look in your eyes but Jakob lifts his right index finger and crooks it, making a 'come here' gesture. You slide over the couch and tell him what you want to do.

His hands go to his belt buckle and Jakob undoes it, sliding his jeans down his long muscular legs. There's no mistaking the bulge concealed by his briefs, or the sheer size of him. Make no mistake, Jakob is a man, and as he grasps your chin with his fingers and smiles, your breath hitches in your throat.

"Everything means everything, right?" Jakob asks.

"Yes."

He hooks his briefs with his thumbs and drags them down slowly, allowing you to examine Jakob much closer than you thought you'd be.

"No injuries. That's good," you murmur, giving a noise of approval, and gently wrap your hand around him. "Now let's check the rest of you, shall we?"

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Daniela Melchior as Isabel Neves in Fast X.

Hi Could you do a jakob toretto moodboard in blue with cars please and thank you

Jakob Toretto(fast and the furious) moodboard with themes of blue and cars! 💙🚗💙

Here you go anon! Hope this is the right guy! Let me know if you want anything changed! ^_^

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.