Oh To Be Stevie Nicks Twirling Onstage In 1977 (Rosebud Film 1977) ☽ [stevie Gifs] ☽

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Josh Kiszka X fem reader

18+ only, minors DNI

Warnings: Dirty talk, choking, mommy kink, light degradation, dacryphilia if you squint, oral if you squint, unprotected sex

You flashed your backstage pass to security as you walked past and to the bathroom. You wanted to take one last look at yourself before you made your way to side stage. You could hear the sound of them playing stardust chords as you found a bathroom and ducked inside. You had your hair down with your natural waves giving it the slightest bit of volume. Josh loved when you wore it like this so you tried to as much as possible. You turned, looking at the way your leather skirt hugged your curves, and the way your snug v-neck crop top highlighted them even more. You swiped on some chapstick, fixed a few stray hairs and sauntered out of the door. Josh had no idea you were going to be at tonights show. It had been weeks since you'd seem each other as well. You had just been on facetime with him earlier that morning, thinking your flight wouldn't get in in time. But here you were, making your way to side stage ready to surprise him.

You stood there all of five minutes before Josh's eyes skimmed past you, and then quickly snapped back as he did a double take. That big cheesy smile spread on his face as he gave a small wave. You smiled and waved back, blowing him a kiss. He just shook his head with a small laugh and looked back to the crowd as the next song started. They played the rest of the songs, ending with highway tune, and then Josh was making a beeline for you. Jake passed you first,

"Thank god you're here, he's been moping around all day" He said under his breath as he passed. You snorted a laugh, knowing he probably wasn't being dramatic, and that Josh had in fact been pouting all day. When you looked back you were being wrapped in Josh's arms.

"You made it," He said softly as he squeezed you tight, his mouth against your neck.

"I did" You replied as you held him just as tight. He pulled away but his hand slid down, taking yours. His eyes raked over you, lifting your hand and prompting you to give a little spin,

"And look at you," He paused, "How did I get so lucky?" You rolled your eyes as you pulled him back into you, kissing him deeply. He hummed in content as his fingers moved into your hair at the nape of your neck. The velvet of his jumpsuit was soft under your fingers as you held his hips against yours. This was one you'd been waiting to see him in in person, he looked absolutely delicious in it. It was white velvet with gold feathers embroidered on it. It was tailored perfectly to his figure, bringing out some of your favorite things about him, like his hip bones and the dip in the front revealing his chest. Fuck you missed him, and you never realized how much until you saw him again.

"Get a room!" You heard Sam yell through a laugh. You pulled away, smiling as Josh shot him a glare.

"Fuck off Sam." Josh snapped at him,

"I mean that might not be a bad idea?" You smirked as Josh turned back to you, watching as you toyed with the zipper on his white jumpsuit.

"Yeah?" with his head still tilted down he looked at you through his lashes, his eyes lingering on your lips. "I think you're right" He took your hand and led you down a series of halls, finally making it to a dressing room. If there was one thing you liked about being away from Josh, it was how desperate he was for you when you were with him again. Usually you'd give in immediately, not being able to stop yourself. But today you had some other antics in mind.

As soon as you had both stepped in and closed the door he had you pressed against it. His hands were on your thighs, giving them a squeeze before sliding his hands up under your skirt. With the fabric now gathered at your waist he reached around, grabbing your ass and pulling your hips into his. He groaned as he grinded against you, his cock now hard beneath the soft fabric. You felt the heat growing between your legs, the taste and smell of him, along with is wondering hands quickly dragging you under.

You let him think he was running the show for a moment longer but then you were backing him over to the couch you'd spotted across the room. Your mouths never leaving one another's, tongues pressing into each others mouths sloppily as you stumbled to your location. When the back of his legs hit the couch he pulled your shirt over your head and then went to take off his jumpsuit. You pushed him back, he fell onto the couch and looked up at you in question.

"That stays on" You said as you pressed against his chest, prompting him to lay across the couch on his back.

"Why?" He asked,

"Because I said so, thats why" You said as you settled on your knees between his legs. You could see the outline of his cock lying against his leg. You reached up, unzipping his suit to right below his belly button. You wanted more access to his perfectly toned chest, wanted to leave marks just out of sight to the rest of the world. He raised a brow at your bold response, but didn't argue as you hovered over him. You pushed the fabric that had been covering his chest out of the way, your lips finding his neck. You only placed light kisses here, and then you were moving down. Running your tongue over his nipple, taking it between your teeth as he bucked his hips up into yours. With one hand he was gripping the couch and with the other he was moving your hair, keeping his view of you clear.

"Please love," He said, pushing your head down slightly, "Your mouth feels so good" You sucked a purple mark onto his chest, biting at it, once again causing Josh to buck his hips up off the couch. He loved little bits of pain here and there, and you knew that.

"Yeah? You want my mouth on that pretty cock of yours?" you crooned as you looked up at him, your kisses traveling lower and lower. His cheeks turned rosy over the praise you'd bestowed upon him, and he nodded. You leaned down hands on his thighs, lips lightly brushing over the outline of his cock through the fabric. You felt his thighs tense and he huffed out a breath. Oh, this was going to be fun if he was already this desperate, fighting the urge to rut his hips up against you. You smirked up at him right before kissing his head. He was licking over his bottom lip as he watched you, kissing up his length, then mouthing him through the fabric. You could feel his cock twitching every time your mouth touched it, straining against the fabric. He abruptly reached down, searching for the zipper. You grabbed his hand, "Uh uh baby, what did I tell you," You said sweetly, kissing the palm of his hand. He groaned as you took two of his fingers into your mouth, sucking them.

"You're a sadist" He whined, you smiled around his fingers before removing them with a pop.

"And you like it don't you?" You asked, "You like it when I make you beg and cry to cum." He looked away, his cheeks flaring pink again. You grabbed his face, turning it back to you, "You love it when I make your cock ache for hours, edging you until you can't take it anymore, until you're an absolute wreck, falling apart when you cum for me." His doe eyes looked up at you, a whimper slipped past his lips as he nodded, "Say it" you commanded gently, hand still gripping his jaw. "Tell me what a needy little slut you are for me Joshua" Your other hand still held his, his fingers wet from being in your mouth. You sucked them into your mouth once again as you waited,

"I'm a needy little slut for you" He said. You removed his fingers from your mouth,

"Such a good baby," you paused, placing his hand palm up on the thigh opposite of the one his dick was resting against. "Can you keep this hand right here for me? Mommy wants to ride your fingers" His adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he nodded. You stood, quickly taking off your panties and then moved back to Josh, straddling his thigh and the hand you had placed on it. You lowered yourself onto two of his fingers, his eyes fixed on your dripping core as you began rocking back and forth slightly.

"god, you're so wet" He said, doing as you asked and keeping his hand in place as you rode it, his thumb nudging your clit if you moved in just the right way. You moaned, throwing your head back, savoring it for just a moment before going back to your task. You balanced yourself with one hand on his chest and the other moved to his cock, starting to slowly palm him through the velvet. He bucked his hips up and cursed, pressing his fingers even deeper into you in the process, you leaned forward a little grinding even harder against his hand. His chest was rising and falling fast, breathy grunts and moans leaving his mouth as it hung open.

"Please mommy, it hurts," His eyebrows were tipping up in the middle as he spoke, "I need to cum, please unzip my suit and touch me, please!" He pleaded, tears starting to brim in his eyes,

"The only way you're coming is in your pretty little suit" You said, hand moving up around his neck. His eyes rolled back, a tear sliding down his cheek at the contact as he rutted his hips against your hand, chasing that friction he needed. You began palming him harder and faster,

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" he choked out in a near sob, "Please, please make me cum" He was writhing beneath you now, his beautiful begging along with your movements against his fingers had you crashing into the wall of your orgasm, clenching around his fingers and soaking his hand, Josh's moans mixing with yours. "Can I taste it? Please, I want it" You raised off his hand, and he immediately brought it to his mouth, and you could feel him tensing under you as you continued to work at him,

"What are you baby? Tell me again,

"I'm your needy cum slut" He sobbed out around his fingers he was still licking clean,

"That's right, now cum for mommy," Your grip still on his throat, you kissed at his jaw, praising him and urging him to cum. His breathing became even more erratic as he cried out with his release. You released his throat, kissing the tears from his cheeks, "Such a good baby," his half-lidded eyes followed you as you moved. You took the zipper between your teeth, slowly pulling it down. He looked glorious like this, his sweaty curls sticking to his forehead, his face flushed, lips slightly parted. You peeled his suit down his hips, finally freeing him from its constraint. You took him into your hand, gently stroking him. He hissed for a moment at the overstimulation, but he didn't ask you to stop. You looked up to him as you licked the remnants of his release off his thigh, a small smile on his face. He was still hard, and you swept your tongue up the underside of his dick. He let out a much softer noise than the ones he had been making. You crawled up his body, cock still in hand as you straddled him. He had your face cupped in his hands, pulling you to his lips. He kissed you soft and slow, taking moments to breathe in between where his lips would just brush against yours. You lined him up with you, and slowly sunk down on his length.

"Made for me" He mumbled between kisses, "Love it so much, love you so much,"

"Love you too," You rocked your hips, moving up and down at a languid lazy pace, knowing it wouldn't take much to have him finish again. His hands abandoned your face to take up residence on your ass, but the kisses didn't stop. He pressed against your ass, grinding you down onto him harder as he moaned into your mouth. "Come on baby, cum again for me, then I'll walk out of here with you dripping down my thighs"

"Yeah?" He asked as you sucked his bottom lip between your teeth,

"Mhmm" You let go of his lip and went to whisper in his ear, "And then I'll let you fuck it back into me when we get home" He groaned, pulling you down onto him as he came again, burying his face against your shoulder. Once he was coming down from his high his head fell back and his arms went limp. You peppered his cheeks with kisses as he half smiled. Then you were standing up, sliding your skirt back down and tossing your panties to Josh.

"You were serious huh?" He asked as he slowly sat up,

"As a heart attack baby." you winked.

Little Fantasy

Josh Kiszka X Fem Reader

18+ only, minors DNI

Warnings: unprotected sex, public sex, fingering (fem rec), choking, dirty talk, exhibitionism kink, I think that’s it!

This fic is heavily unedited, sorry!

Moodboard by @allieisacrybaby 🖤

You slowly opened your eyes as the sound of soft music pulled you from your slumber. Josh often put on music in the morning when he was home. Turning to his side of the bed you weren't surprised to see it empty. He was probably outside on the balcony meditating or sipping a warm glass of tea. Glancing over to the alarm clock you shoved the book you were currently reading out of the way and saw that it was 8:30. After enjoying the comfort of your bed for a few more minutes you finally mustered the motivation to make your way to the bathroom for a shower.

Turning on the water to heat up you stripped out of your clothes, breathing in the steam that was now quickly filling the room. Almost as soon as you had stepped foot into the shower you heard the bathroom door creak open,

"My love," Josh called out, you could see his blurred form on the other side of the glass door, "Did you have any plans for today?"

You watched him as he talked, he was looking in the mirror, messing with his wild curls, you smiled before you replied,

"I don't, did you have something in mind?" you leaned your head back under the water, letting it warm your body

"I was hoping we could go into the city today, go for brunch, maybe do some window shopping?" he requested.

"Yeah, that sounds perfect actually" He had been gone for the last week or so, spending the day with him sounded amazing.

"Great, I have to go make a quick phone call but I should be done by the time you're ready" He replied and then made his way out of the bathroom.

After showering you wrapped yourself in a towel and brushed your teeth. Opting to let your hair air dry for a few minutes you decided to go see what the weather was like so you could decide what to wear.

You stepped out on the balcony but froze when you realized Josh had taken his phone call out there. You started to shrink back into the house, not wanting to disturb him. He shook his head softly and waved you over with his free hand as he spoke into the phone. You walked over to the chair he was sitting in and when you got close enough his hand landed on the outside of your thigh, thumb moving in slow loving circles,

"Did you need something?" He asked genuinely, holding the phone away from his face as his eyes locked on yours,

"No, sorry, I was just checking the weather so I could choose an outfit" you whispered back,

"Don't apologize," His hand went from your thigh to your hand, bringing it to his lips as he pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles, "Lets see the options" He whispered quickly before replying to whoever was on the phone.

It was a beautiful day outside, warm but with a nice breeze, the perfect combination of sunny and cloudy. You knew in the back of your mind that the weather could change on a dime, but you decided to risk it. Making your way to the closet you located two of your favorite sundresses, which also happened to be 2 of Josh's favorites too. Grabbing both of the hangers you walked back out to the balcony and held both up for Josh to see. Still chatting away on the phone he eyed both of them, tilting his head and biting the inside of his lip as he considered. After a few moments he pointed to the one in your left hand. Nodding with a smile you walked over and kissed his cheek to say thank you.

Hurrying back inside you quickly got ready. You half dried your hair and then put it in a loose braid, pulling out a few pieces to frame your face. Not wanting to spend a lot of time on makeup you decided to go simple, some mascara and lip tint was all you applied. Content with your look you moved to grab the dress Josh had picked. It was a white and yellow dress that had small floral print on it. It had spaghetti straps, a V-neck, and the hem of the skirt landed about mid-thigh. Slipping out of your towel you grabbed a pair of underwear and began putting them on when a knock against the window got your attention.

Huffing a laugh you shook your head when you realized Josh was watching. He wiggled his eyebrows at you as you sauntered over and closed the shades, taking a chance to stick your tongue out at him before you did so. You walked back over to where your dress lay on the bed and put it on. After finding your favorite strappy sandals and putting them on you stood back in front of your dresser and started to put on the little gold hoop earrings you wanted to wear.

"Well that was rude" You heard Josh tease as he walked in the door, tossing his phone to the bed,

"You're lucky I didn't lock the door, creeper" you grinned as he feigned offense, bringing a hand to his chest.

"I was just enjoying the show" He walked up behind you, putting his hands on your hips and watching as you secured the second earring. "You look beautiful" He said as you stood up and turned to face him,

"You always say that" You rolled your eyes as your cheeks turned pink. You had been dating Josh for almost a year, and still his compliments never got old.

"I always mean it" He replied. You knew he meant it, in fact he was the first person you'd ever been with that made you believe he meant what he said. A soft smile appeared on his face as he leaned in to kiss you. He had a habit of sighing through his nose when he kissed you in the morning, like he was glad you were real and not a dream. It never ceased to make your heart melt. The kiss had started innocent, but as your hands moved to his waist and your fingers skimmed the warm skin under his shirt the kiss deepened. Josh's hands that were still planted on your hips had pinned you against the dresser,

"Josh," You pulled away, smiling when he tried to reconnect your lips. You turned your head, giggling when he settled with kissing your neck instead

"Hm?" He hummed,

"We have to leave" You reminded him, "I don't want to miss the brunch menu" His kisses didn't cease. "Josh" You said more firmly this time,

"Fine" He pouted, "It's your fault for wearing that dress"

"Oh it's my fault?" You grabbed your bag and started to walk towards the door, "You're the one who picked the dress"

"That I did," He conceded as he grabbed his keys, "You don't wear it enough"

"Thats because for some reason I never make it out the door once I put it on!" you said playfully as you poked at his side,

"Touche" He laughed, taking your hand as you both walked out to the car.

After enjoying your coveted crepes and sangria at your favorite brunch spot you found yourself walking down the sidewalk with Josh. Hand in hand you chatted as you went into different shops. You were stealthily leading him to one of your favorite stores. You got about a half block away when he suddenly stopped,

"I should have known" He laughed as he started walking again, shooting you a side eye as you tugged him along

"Come on please," you whined "Ten minutes tops"

"Ten minutes my ass" He teased back as he followed you into the massive bookstore. "We'll be in here for hours"

"You're being dramatic, you like books just as much as I do"

"Alright fine, it looks like it's about to rain anyways, might as well be inside"

You were right, he did like books just as much as you did. The difference was Josh always went searching for specific books, you liked to just stumble upon them. This meant you liked to just browse. You just loved bookstores in general, always had. You found them mystical and almost romantic for some reason.

This particular bookstore was 2 stories, and it had lots of isles packed with books. It was an old building with exposed brick, the soft warm lighting made it feel cozy. Just like many other bookstores there was music playing and chairs scattered about for readers to sit and enjoy a book. The second story had these big windows and you could see that it had suddenly grown dark outside and was now raining. You kept Josh close, every time you stopped to browse a shelf or pick up a book you'd maneuver yourself and him so that he was standing behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist or placing his hands on your hips.

"For someone who cut me off earlier you sure are touchy now" He teased, "Whats gotten into you?"

You shrugged coyly as you bent at the waist to grab a book from a lower shelf, consequently nudging your ass against Josh's crotch, your sun dress coming up high enough that his fingertips touched your thighs as he tried to smooth it down,

"Babe" He laughed lowly, glancing around to make sure no one had seen your white cotton panties as he pulled you back to standing. "What are-" He stopped mid sentence as if a lightbulb had gone off in his brain. His gaze traveled your face, taking in your innocent doe eyes as you fluttered your lashes at him,

Taking your hand he suddenly took off walking, rather briskly at that

"Josh, where-"

"I uh, need something over here" He said casually, but you noticed him gripping your hand tighter. Finally he abruptly turned down an isle. Looking at the dusty shelves as he drug you along you noticed what section you were in and started to laugh,

"Used college text bo-" He cut you off, pining you against the shelf with his body as his mouth crashed into yours. He wasted no time, pressing his tongue past your lips. He groaned as you welcomed it by sucking on it lightly, your own tongue moving against it. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you parted your legs just a little to get him even closer. One of his hands was at the nape of your neck, the other had drifted under your dress and was resting on your hip bone,

"Is this what you wanted?" He pulled away to whisper in your ear, nipping at the skin on your neck as his hand traveled closer to your heat, the back of his knuckles skimming down your lower stomach sending a chill over your body, "Almost forgot about this little fantasy of yours"

You searched your own memories, trying to remember when you had even told him about this deep seeded desire to get off in a library or bookstore. You decided it didn't matter when you told him, only that he remembered and it was actually happening, and that thought alone had wetness pooling between your legs.

"Answer me y/n, is this what you wanted?" His hand had moved around to the front of your neck, barely squeezing as he looked at you with dark lust filled eyes,

"Yes," You replied, barely loud enough for him to hear,

"I bet this pink little cunt is just aching isn't it?" his fingers began to rub your clit through the fabric thats already clinging to you. Your mouth falls open and your hips buck forward, silently begging him for more. His cheek is next to yours again, his breath hot and heavy in your ear as he slides your panties to the side and runs his fingers through your slick, "Y/n..." He groans quietly, lips ghosting up your jaw "Sweet girl, you're soaked"

You can hear the effect it's having on him, the strain in his voice as he begins to circle your clit with the pad of his thumb. You are trying your hardest to breathe quietly as he sucks and bites at your neck. You want desperately to look around and make sure no one is coming but with his hand around your throat and his fingers next to your jaw thats not going to happen.

"Gonna slip my fingers in this needy pussy and play with you till you cum" You gasped as he dipped one finger into you, "Finger fuck you right here in the middle of the store until you're dripping down your thighs,"

"Josh" You whimpered softly as he moved his finger in and out, his words swirling in your head and heating your skin

"Shhh" He hushed you by pulling you into another searing kiss,

A sudden loud noise had you jumping out of your skin, gasping as you broke the kiss and held Josh tighter, freezing as if that would hide you if someone was there,

"Jumpy" He huffed a laugh against your shoulder, "It's just thunder baby"

"Fuck" You laughed breathily, looking around to make sure there was no one in sight, your heart was racing at this point

When your eyes landed back on Josh he was smirking at you with half lidded eyes, You felt him remove his finger only to add a second one with it, your head falling back against the shelf

There was another loud crack of thunder and then everything went dark. Josh's movements stalled as you looked at each other, both registering that the power had just gone out. The store had become eerily quiet except for the rain hitting the windows. Then a distant voice spoke from somewhere on the first level,

"The power should come back on shortly, just stay where you are until it does" The store owner spoke,

"Gladly" Josh said more to himself than you, and began pumping his fingers into you faster,

You bit your bottom lip, trying your hardest to stay quiet as your fingers tightened in Josh's soft hair. An expert curl of his fingers had you breaking your reserve, a pathetic moan passing your lips,

Josh's eyes got wide and his hand flew from your neck to cover your mouth,

"You trying to get us caught?" he tilted his head as he zeroed in on your bodies reaction to the question, the way you clenched around his working fingers. He read you like a book, "Oh, you want everyone in here to hear what a little slut you are? Turn that corner and find us with my fingers buried inside you?"

Your breathing was ragged as your legs threatened to give out, the adrenaline and pleasure fogging your brain, you should be ashamed but you're not

"Mmm dirty girl, what a little minx you are" He teased, keeping his eyes on you as he felt you getting closer to your edge. You reached forward, blindly searching for the erection hidden in his pants. Finding it you started to palm him, your eyes rolling back when you realized just how hard he already was, "I know," He rasped into your ear, brows furrowed "I'm so fucking hard y/n, cum so we can get outta here and I can feel you on my cock,"

"Mhm" You mumbled behind his hand, nodding frantically as your orgasm crashed into you. You held on to Josh, barely keeping yourself upright as he worked you through it, his own lips parted as he watched you come undone.

Taking his hand from your mouth he kissed you again, swallowing down the noise of protest you made when his fingers slipped from you, pulling your panties back to their place. You looked at him with a cheeky smile as you smoothed your dress down,

"That was," You started but quickly realized you didn't have the words. Standing in front of you was a man who always made sure you got what you wanted, even if it was something like this.

"Oh, I'm not done with you yet, lets go" He said as he took your hand and started down the stairs. Using his phone light he navigated out of the bookstore and to the front door.

"Josh, it's still pouring rain?" You said with a laugh, "We didn't bring the umbrella"

"The car is just a block away, lets just run for it" he waited for your response with a wild gleam in his eye. He was in a hurry, glancing down you covered your mouth with your hand and tried to stifle your smile when you saw him trying and failing to hide the tent in his pants,

"Alright, one second" You leaned down and took off your sandals, knowing if you tried to run in them you'd fall on your ass. "Ok, I'm ready"

"Yeah?" He asked with a beaming grin, that boyish playfulness making an appearance. You nodded and he opened the door. Hand in hand you both ran down the street. You were both immediately soaked, a shrill noise left you as you made a sharp turn and bolted to the car. You had parked in a lot behind a building, and your car was one of a few other cars there.

"Backseat!" Josh tugged you back to him when you tried to head for the passenger seat,

"What?!" You asked, rain dripping down your face

"Get in the back seat!" He repeated with a laugh as he quickly opened the door. You both climbed in and he shut the door. Locking eyes for a split second you took in each other's drenched appearance, then at the exact same moment you both bubbled with laughter,

"Come here" Josh said as the giggling subsided. He reached for your hand, helping you to straddle his waist as he relaxed back against the seat. He blinked slowly as he looked up to you, "I love your laugh, you know that?"

"Well I'd hope so" you said as you leaned forward, kissing him between words, "You are always making me laugh" He grinned against your lips at that, hands on your hips rocking you against him.

"And I love how adventurous you are" He leaned his head back to the headrest as you reach between the two of you and unbutton his jeans,

"Me? Adventurous?" You teased as you wrapped your hand around his length and freed him from his boxers, tugging his clothes down to his thighs,

"I'd say so" He took in a sharp breath as you let a stream of spit fall from your mouth and land on him, "I just got you off in a bookstore and you're about to fuck me in my car"

"Bold of you to assume I'm going to fuck you" you raised a brow at him blithely as you began to stroke him, thumb brushing over his tip for good measure,

"Oh shut up" He said through a roguish grin, landing a swift smack to your ass before grabbing it and bringing your body closer to his again, "Quit being a tease y/n, sit on my cock and let me hear all those pretty noises you held back inside"

"So bossy Joshua" you scolded lightly as you sunk onto him, lowering yourself to the hilt as a relieved sigh passed his lips. He didn't respond and you realized then that he wasn't even listening, he was too far gone. He released your ass and reached up, taking the neckline of your dress and yanking it down to reveal your bare chest,

"Josh-" You gasped out, shocked by the brashness of the action. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to him. With one hand tangling in the hair at the nape of your neck and the other desperately digging into your back he connected his mouth to the plush skin of your breast, sucking harshly and groaning as you started to roll your hips,

"Move, please move baby" He whined against your skin, moving his mouth to the other side and nipping at the pebbled flesh there. You obliged, using your hands on his shoulders to stabilize yourself you began bouncing up and down. You'd raise almost all the way off before sinking back down. Your legs were already burning as you fucked him but his breathy moans and the way his stomach quivered just egged you on. "Ju-just like that, fuck" His hand traveled up your back and hooked over your shoulder, he started pulling you down onto him harder, bucking his hips up and meeting your thrusts half way.

"Oh god," You cried out, fingertips digging into Josh's shoulders at this point,

"I know, it's so fucking good" He rasped, chest heaving as his hips started to falter, "So goddamn good baby,"

Your hand abandoned his shoulder and moved to between your thighs, frantically rubbing circles over your clit,

"Shit," He grunted, screwing his eyes shut as if seeing you touch yourself would make him finish before he was ready. The corner of your mouth turned up slightly as you continued. You felt yourself getting close and so did Josh, "Keep going, keep going" He rushed out.

"I-I'm gonna-" You tried to get the words out but failed as your second orgasm took over, you slid your hand down further, scissoring your middle and ring finger on either side of Josh’s cock, feeling him fucking you as you came around him,

His eyes flew open and he moaned as he realized what you were doing. You brought your hand up, spreading your fingers in the air and showing him what you’d gathered as it shimmered between your fingers. He opened his mouth and offered his tongue to you, begging you with his eyes to give him what he wanted. His adam’s apple bobbed as you pressed your fingers into his mouth, his eyes rolling back as he closed his lips around your digits and sucked,

“Come on, cum for me babe” your free hand moved to his throat and a moan that sound more like a whine vibrated against your fingers,

“Mhm, Mhm” he nodded quickly, pulling you down onto him hard, burying himself as deep as he possibly could and grunting as he spilled into you. After he came down you removed your fingers from his mouth, smiling at him lazily as you brushed a soaked curl from his face. A languid smile formed on his lips as well before he spoke,

“You are...everything” he said, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs as you pulled your dress back over your boobs,

“What does that even mean?” You giggled,

“I-I don’t even know how else to say it” he laughed as his forehead fell forward and landed on your shoulder, “You’re just, everything”

You scratched at his scalp and felt your heart swell when his eyes looked up to you,

“You keep doing that and I’m going to fall asleep right here” he warned,

“Wanna go home and stay in bed the rest of the day?” You offered, wiggling your brows

“Sounds good to me,” he sighed contentedly, leaning forward and giving you one last kiss before the both of you settled in your seats and headed home.

Hey everyone! I decided I should probably start a master list of all the fan fiction that I've published so it's a little easier to find them. This Masterlist includes my fics for Ghost, Powerwolf, Modern Warfare, and My Hero Academia at the moment. As always requests are always open, or feel free to send me a message just to talk. Enjoy!

🎃•Kinktober•🎃

Day 1 : Size Kink; Night Time Swim (Roel x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 2 : Body Worship (Terzo x GN! Reader)

Powerwolf Fan Fiction Masterlist

Not So Scary (Matthew Greywolf x GN! Reader FLUFF)

To The Moon and Back (Matthew Greywolf x Fem! Reader) FLUFF DRABBLE

A Weekend Away (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) FLUFF/SMUT

Intensity (Charles Greywolf x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Hopelessly In Love (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader FLUFF) - (SMUT)

Little Devils (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) - FLUFF

Atone (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader x Roel Van Helden) - SMUT

Pancakes For Dinner (Charles Greywolf x Fem! Reader) FLUFF

Ongoing Series...

Dances In The Moonlight (Falk x GN! Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12

Band Of Sisters, Band of Thieves (Medieval Powerwolf x Fem!Princess!Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6

Ghost Fan Fiction Masterlist

Distractions (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Fast Food and Confessions (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Moment of Just Letting Go (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF)

I Want (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Spooky (Swiss x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Halloween One Shots (Ghouls and Papa's x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Drunken Confessions (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF Thanksgiving Special)

Separated (Mountain x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Sleepless Nights (Aether x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Dance With Me (Terzo x Reader FLUFF)

Mistletoe Mini One Shots!

Decorating the Tree (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

One Stormy Evening (Secondo x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Ghost Valentine's Day Drabbles

Fresh Paint (Secondo x Fem!Wife!Reader) FLUFF

Strawberries (Terzo x Fem!Reader SMUT)

Slow (Phantom x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Flowers (Phantom x GN! Reader) FLUFF

On going series...

I Believe (Terzo x GN! Reader) - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

Marrying the Papa's - Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF - Part 1: The Confession

Under The Black Flag - Copia x Fem! Reader Pirate AU

Modern Warfare Fan Fiction Masterlist

The Mouse and The Bear - König x GN! Reader FLUFF

My Hero Academia Fan Fiction Masterlist

(A/N: I only write for characters that are 18+ in this fandom)

My Girl - (Fatgum x Fem! Reader) SMUT

merry christmas, lieutenant | simon “ghost” riley

words: 2k

plot: soap runs into his lieutenant off-duty and meets the girl he’s been keeping secret (you).

tags: pregnant reader, fluff, domestic simon, fem!reader

a/n: I was really inspired by the holiday season and this fic by @wttcsms.

part 2 & 3

Soap has seen you before.

Not in the flesh, but in a photograph. A small little Polaroid that he noticed his lieutenant thumbing in his pocket when they went out to a bar in Prague once with the team.

"Got something worth sharing there, Ghost?" Soap had asked him, mouth humming over the pint he was indulging in.

Ghost had just gave him a lidded look, as if to say "drop it". But later that evening, when Ghost stepped out for a smoke, pulling the little photograph out to look at when no one was around, Soap managed to catch a glimpse. He didn't realize Ghost was outside by himself, thinking he'd run off to the bathroom, so Soap was surprised to see the lieutenant when he'd stepped out for a smoke himself.

Not announcing his presence, Soap saw the little picture of you for just a few seconds. Enough to notice that it was a woman. A pretty woman, at that.

After that, Soap made a few attempts at getting Ghost to tell him about the girl in the Polaroid.

"Taking a little vacation when I get back," Soap had told him once, weeks after the bar in Prague. "Hope I meet a cute bird. What about you, Lt? Got a bird waiting for you back home?"

"Not your business, Sergeant."

It didn't take long for Soap to give up on trying to learn anymore about you. His lieutenant was as secretive as he was admirable out in the field. Soap decided that secrets were secret for a reason; most of the team was quiet about their personal lives, only dropping vague bits and pieces. It made sense that someone like Ghost wouldn't drop any pieces at all.

By the time Soap happens to see you, in the flesh, he's almost forgotten about that little Polaroid of you.

They're on a two month break. It was around Christmas time, the time of year when Soap tried to see as many old faces as possible, so he'd been driving down south to visit some friends before he got holed at home with the family for the holidays.

He knew his skull-faced teammate was from Manchester, which was readily available information given the man's thick accent. But he didn't even consider that he might run into the lieutenant there.

Soap stops by a holiday market on his way to see an old roomie. Hot wine, trinkets, warm food. He's not usually impressed by the Brits, but this market is something out of a movie, he thinks.

He's got a warm cup of Grenache in his gloved hands when he sees a set of familiar broad shoulders, tucked inside a black winter jacket and attached to the familiar skull-covered face. There's no way. No fucking way, he thinks to himself, narrowing his eyes to squint across the crowd of people. But it was most definitely his lieutenant; Soap knew it from the way he walked like a tank, sticking out like a sore thumb among all the civvies.

Soap is smirking the whole time he makes his way over.

He's expecting a look of surprise on Ghost's face. He's expecting the lieutenant to scowl at him before pulling him in for an awkward, half-hug. He's expecting a small chat before they part ways again.

What Soap isn't expecting is to see a young bird next to him.

You're walking next to Ghost, just barely touching his side, and a glowing smile is on your face. You've got on a knitted dress that reaches your ankles and a warm coat, but the layers do nothing to hide the visible baby bump.

Ghost is carrying various shopping bags, assumably all belonging to you, and he keeps looking down at you as if worried you're going to get lost in the crowd or run off to another stall without informing him.

The sight of it causes Soap to stop.

Instead of surprising the lieutenant like he'd planned to, he suddenly feels like he is intruding on a private moment. He's got a girlfriend? Of course he bloody does, Soap thinks, remembering the photograph from all those months ago.

He is ready to backtrack and pretend he never spotted Ghost at a holiday market of all places, when the lieutenant is suddenly looking right at him. Eyes widen at first, but then they narrow considerably. The brief moment that Ghost looks away from you is enough to make you follow his gaze, landing right on Soap about five meters away.

Ghost tries to keep walking, eager to pretend he never saw the Sergeant. But you're already putting two and two together. Soap can see the mental math you are doing, looking between him, then looking at the hulking man beside you.

Your eyes flicker with excitement.

You start waving at Soap.

Christ, I'm sorry, Lt.

He's got no choice but to walk up to the two of you now that he's been spotted.

"Hi!" you chirp, tucking your arm through Simon's so he can't start walking away. He groans to himself- this couldn't be happening. "Gosh, you must be Simon's teammate?"

"Yes, ma'am," Soap gives a nod. The three of you are standing amid the people. Soap's got a better look at you now and he realizes you're not just a girlfriend. The slim band on your finger, the prominent bump under your dress- the lieutenant's got a wife.

"I've never met any of Simon's friends before," you exhale excitedly, and the use of the word friends makes Ghost want to gag. "Simon," you whisper and give his arm a small squeeze. "Why don't you introduce us?"

Soap pities the lieutenant in this moment, but he can't say he doesn't enjoy the way Ghost instantly obeys your request.

"Johnny," he gives Soap a stiff nod. "This is Y/N. Y/N, this is Johnny."

You start chatting with Soap, asking him about what he's doing there and how he's enjoying the wine. Small talk. But all the while, Soap is trying to wrap his head around the bizarrely mundane sight of it all. The fact that Ghost is spending his free time walking around a holiday market, carrying the shopping bags of his pregnant wife. His beautiful wife, at that. Soap never imagined he'd witness something like it.

"Well, I don't want to keep you two," Soap says, but mostly he is referring to Ghost, who has said maybe two words. "Better get going."

"You're not keeping us," you shake your head. "It was so nice to meet you, Johnny. Are you... are you busy this evening?"

Ghost immediately knows what you're thinking. He also knows that once you get an idea in your head, and you get excited about it, it's extremely hard to say no to.

"Well, I-"

"We'd love to have you for dinner," you beam at him, leaning into your husband's side. "Right, Simon? We rarely have guests over."

"Is that such a bad thing?" Ghost clicks his tongue and grumbles under his breath.

The pointed look you give him almost makes Soap laugh out loud.

____

And that was how Ghost ended up agreeing to have his teammate over for dinner. Even more bizarre than the initial encounter is the home you two share, Soap figures. When he arrives later that evening, he brings in a bottle of bourbon and a small wrapped gift. He steps into the warm house, immediately met with an interior that is cozy above all else; dim lights and flickering candles, a small tree already up in the living room, a couch covered in Christmas-themed blankets.

And Soap is surprised to find that his lieutenant is the one in the kitchen, while you're the one greeting him.

"Simon will like this," you say, taking the bourbon.

"And this is for you," Soap rubs his neck, handing you the gift. "Well, both of ya, I suppose."

You don't open the gift until after dinner. Soap learns that Ghost did most of the cooking since it's been hard for you to be on your feet for too long lately. He learns that you're due in 8 weeks, and Ghost has already put the nursery together. (He nearly smashed the crib when he couldn't figure it out for two hours, apparently). You almost offer to show Soap, but decide against it, knowing that your husband was already out of his comfort zone as it was. Some things were best kept just for you two.

And Soap tells you about all the fun times they've had together. The near-death experiences, the times that Ghost almost killed them both whenever he was behind the wheel, all the different cities they've been to.

Simon only speaks up to add comments like, "That's not how I remember it" or "You're a worse driver than me".

Soap notices the lieutenant gradually start to relax, soften up a bit. What he doesn't notice is that it's mostly due to your hand on top of his thigh under the table, rubbing gentle circles.

You open the small present once everyone is done eating.

"It's really not much," Soap says, "Just somethin' I managed to pick up on the way over."

But the contents of the box pull at each string of your heart. You tear off the bow and open it to reveal a small, knitted romper, the color of cream. It's soft to the touch and it invites a moisture to your eyes (because everything made you cry these days).

"Johnny, thank you," you tell him earnestly. You'd only met the man a few hours ago, but already you were fond of him. Trusted him with your husband's life, even.

"Didn't know what the sex is," he explains sheepishly, catching a glimpse of the lieutenant's unreadable gaze. "Thought this would work for either one."

You look at Simon. You wish he'd say thank you, but instead he clears his throat. "Gonna clean up the kitchen," Ghost says gruffly, and stands from the table.

When he's gone, you offer Soap an apologetic smile. "He has a hard time accepting gifts," you explain on your partner's behalf, rubbing the swell of your belly.

"I figured," Soap shrugs. "If I'm honest, I can't believe he's got a family like this... like you. Bit surprising."

"It took him awhile," you hum thoughtfully, recalling the years of patience that your relationship demanded of you. "It took him two years to tell me he loves me. Another three to propose."

"Sounds about right for Ghost."

You nod in agreement and sigh. "I'm grateful he has someone like you. I know he's got a funny way of showing it, but Simon is secretly grateful, too."

_____

Ghost is the one to see Soap to the door. You wave your goodbyes, eyes starting to get heavy. Your husband quietly urges you to "slip into something more comfortable, pet", and you were happy to abide. Soap has noticed how gentle the brooding man is with you. Small touches to your waist, little kisses to your hair, grazing his hand over your belly. It’s a remarkable contrast to the demeanor Soap, and everyone else, knows him for.

As you're changing into your pajamas, Ghost is standing in the middle of the front doorframe, arms crossed.

"Nice place you got here, Ghost," Soap tells him with a cheeky grin. "Reckon I should stop by more often?"

His lieutenant doesn't seem to share his enthusiasm, instead grumbling in annoyance, “Fuckin’ hell. Don’t push your luck, Johnny.”

There is a warning in Ghost’s eyes that Soap knows him well enough to read, loud and clear: don’t tell anyone about what you saw today.

Soap simply lays a hand on his tense shoulder. “Merry Christmas to you, too, Lt.”

Little Heart

Josh Kiszka X fem reader

18+ only, minors DNI

Warnings: oral (m&f rec), fingering, pegging, dirty talk,

(This won’t be for everyone so it’s it not your cup of tea just don’t read it, also it’s not proofread so sorry for any typos xoxo)

You stood at the kitchen counter cooking one of Josh's favorite meals when you heard the door to his home studio/office combo open and close. He had been in there all day working on whatever Josh worked on. It was his sanctuary, and it was an unspoken rule that when he was in there, he wanted to be alone. Josh got distracted easily and when he wanted to work you both knew he needed to be alone and away from distractions. This wasn't something that bothered you, because you also needed alone time, that on top of the fact that Josh showered you with enough attention in 5 minutes to last days.

You looked up as he turned the corner. His steps were slow and his lids looked heavy. He was in a pair of linen shorts that were sitting low on his waist. His eyes met yours and he gave you a soft half smile.

"Whatcha making love?" He asked as he walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and settling his chin on your shoulder.

"Eggplant parm" you replied, but you were sure he wasn't listening. He had his face nuzzled into your neck and hair, taking a deep breath of you as he snuck his hand into your shirt and rubbed circles with his thumb over your stomach.

"Sounds good" He mumbled against your skin. He stayed like this, with his arms wrapped around you as you finished prepping the dish for the oven. He occasionally press a simple kiss to your neck or shoulder, or give your hip a squeeze, but he never left his spot against you. He got like this sometimes, after a long day or when he was tired. He would get touchy, clingy, needy. You loved it, you loved feeling treasured. Loved knowing that just holding you made him feel better.

"Josh, I have to put this in the oven" You said with a small laugh, "You have to let go" He reluctantly let go, and leaned against the counter as you put the pan into the oven. Then he put his hand out, you took it and he twirled you slowly into him, with your back flush against his chest as you stood between his legs. Your arms crossed in front of you and Josh holding both of your hands in his as he asked you to tell him about your day. He knew you had been home all day and that everything you'd say would be mundane, but you knew he just wanted to hear you talk. He rested his head against your shoulder and listened to all you had to say, humming in agreement or nodding every so often.

When the oven timer went off you pried yourself from his grip and made a plate for the both of you. Dinner went the same way...Josh had a hand on you the whole time. You looked at him in a moment of silence in conversation and his eyes trailed slowly up and down your form, and then he licked over his bottom lip before averting his eyes away from yours. You knew then, that little tell of submission, what he wanted. Josh was never one to shy away from asking for what he wanted, but he liked that you could pick up on things without him asking. Once you had both finished eating you grabbed his plate and went to move for the kitchen. Josh stood and followed behind you, taking a spot next to you to help with dishes.

"I know you're tired," You said sweetly as you caressed his cheek, "Why don't you go shower, I got this"

"Alright," He pressed a kiss to your temple and padded off towards the bathroom. You quickly washed both plates and put away leftovers. Then, a little too excited for what was to come, you hurried to the bathroom. You carefully opened the door and were welcomed by the blurred vision of Josh on the other side of the foggy glass. You could see him going through the motions of washing his hair, the smell of his shampoo filling the room. You stripped out of your clothes and slid open the shower door. You stepped in behind him, matching his previous movements as you wrapped your arms around him from behind. You pressed your hand to his chest and lower abdomen, holding him to you tightly as he let out a low hum.

"Hey mama," He said so quiet it was almost a whisper.

"Hey Joshy," You mumbled against his neck. His arms hung slack at his side as he craned his neck, silently asking for more kisses. You gladly obliged, kissing slow warm kisses against his jaw and neck. As you did this your hands moved down to his hips. You pressed your fingertips against the ridge of bone there, pressing his ass back into your hips. He groaned at this, his hands instantly finding your thighs and squeezing them,

"Will you" he asked, head still tilted as you sucked at his neck. You paused, smiling against his skin as his hands ran up and down your thighs,

"Will I what?" You asked, hands trailing lower. Your thumbs brushed against his pubic hair as your fingers settled on either side of his cock, still not touching it. You watched his throat bob as he reached around and grabbed your ass,

"Fuck me? Will you fuck me?" He already sounded so fucked out and needy. You moved your hand, lightly wrapping it around his half hard cock. He shuddered as you slowly started stroking him,

"Yeah? You want my cock baby?" you said with your lips next to the shell of his ear, "Want me to fuck you slow and sweet just how you like it?"

"god, please" he moaned, his grip on your ass getting tighter.

"I think I need some incentive," you smirked to yourself as you turned him to face you. His cheeks were already a light shade of pink and his wet curls were sticking to his forehead as his eyes fixed on you, he was hanging on your every word, trying oh so hard to focus as you continued to stroke him.

"Anything," He secreted away to you as he brushed his nose against yours, his eyelids fluttering with each sweep of your thumb over his sensitive tip.

"Make me cum," You said, pausing as he stepped closer and backed you against the wall, "Hands, mouth, cock, I don't care, but make me cum and then I'll fuck you till your little hearts content." He groaned as his eyes raked over you. He reached down, and removed your hand from his length. You watched him curiously, wondering what he was up to. He then took your other wrist and moved both arms above your head. He used one hand to keep your hands pinned there, his other hand groping your breast as his mouth crashed into yours. Your heart rate immediately skyrocketed, sending a rush of wetness between your legs. You moaned into the kiss as Josh toyed with your nipple, twisting and pinching as you arched into him.

"You and I both know you don't need any incentive" He nipped at your lobe as his free hand traveled down your torso, "You like fucking me just as much as I love taking your cock" His sudden forwardness had you feeling even hotter, "Spread these pretty legs." He ordered as he nudged them apart with his knee. He took his cock in his hand and began rubbing the tip against your clit. You rocked your hips forward the best you could with your hands still pinned. You looked at Josh, his brows furrowed as he held his cock against you, thrusting ever so slightly, using your slick to rub his length against your clit, but never entering you. He watched himself sliding against you, his mouth hanging open, "I want to fuck you so bad," He mused to himself more than you, "But I don't want to cum yet, and I won't be able to stop myself if I feel this perfect cunt wrapped around me,"

"Josh," You whined. You weren't sure when the tables had turned, but they had. He let go of his cock and replaced it with his fingers, his eyes moving up to yours,

"I'm right aren't I?" He rasped as his fingers slid into you, "You love fucking me." You nodded, more than willing to admit it. The corner of his mouth twitched up as he started to curl his fingers, his palm rubbing against your clit, "What is it about it hm?" he leaned closer as his fingers worked you, "Is it being in control? Is it the noises I make?"

"Yes," Your head was spinning as he spoke, thinking back to every time you'd ever fucked him, that coil in your stomach tightening,

"Tell me, I want to hear you say it" his mouth attacked your neck as his fingers worked with more intent,

"You-you take it so well" He groaned against your skin as you spoke, "You always sound so pretty, and-" You paused as a moan slipped past your lips, "Fuck Josh- I know how much you like it and- fuck I'm going to cum"

"Give it to me," he released your hands and abruptly sunk to his knees, his mouth finding your clit and sucking as his fingers pumped in and out of you. You nearly doubled over, your hands tangling in his wet curls as your orgasm washed over you. As you came back down and your head cleared you looked down to see him languidly licking up your release. God, he was a fucking dream. You tugged on his hair, pulling his mouth from your heat. The whimper that came out of him when you did this had you reeling,

"Go get on the bed" you ordered "Face down" He rose to his feet, half hazardly drying off before hurrying off into the bedroom. You followed suit, quickly tying your wet hair into a messy bun atop your head. You walked out into the room to see he had done as you asked. He was laying with his head resting on his hands and he looked back at you when you entered the room. You were wordless as you walked over to the nightstand, he turned his head, not taking his eyes off of you as you opened the drawer and pulled out the modestly sized strap the two of you had picked. You began fastening it around you,

“You’re so sexy..” he breathed out, he said it in a way that sounded like disbelief, and it made you smile over at him. You climbed onto the bed, running your hand down his back as you made your way behind him, situating yourself between his legs. You moved subtly, trying not to tip him off that you were laying down on your stomach as well. You knew what he wanted, and that he probably didn't want to wait, but you wanted to spoil him a little longer, and maybe get him a little more desperate. You smacked both of your hands down onto his ass, essentially spanking him before giving both cheeks a squeeze. He jumped, but then a low growl rumbled from his chest as you felt his body relax,

"Come on mama-" He was cut off as you delved in, licking over him. "Oh fuck-I wasn't expect-fuck" he moaned, you glanced up to see him fisting the sheets as you devoured him. You ran your tongue down to his taint and then back up, eliciting the prettiest sounds from him. You felt him squirming, and couldn't stop the moan that came out of you when you realized he was rutting his hips against the bed, getting all the friction he could as you continued to work your tongue over him.

"Look at you, fucking yourself against the bed, does it just feel so good?" you asked before going back to lap over him some more, you could do it all day, you loved the taste of him.

"So-so good" he whined, "Your mouth, I- I'm gonna cum, please-fuck, please fuck me" you didn't ease up, "Please, please, I want the strap" the way his voice cracked and the way he was writhing beneath you told you how close he had been when you pulled away. His breathing was rapid as he glanced back at you, his eyes blown wide but his cheeks flushed. You laid your body over his, kissing where his shoulder met his neck. He opened his mouth to speak but you beat him to it,

"You've been so good baby, I'm gonna give you what you want" he nodded wordlessly as you peppered a few kisses over his neck and jaw, reaching your hand to blindly search for the lube you had tossed on the bed earlier "How do you want it?"

"Like this, just ple-" He sounded more and more desperate

"Shh, you don't have beg anymore" You soothed as you rose up slightly, reaching your hand down to stroke the lube over the strap before lining it up with him. The strangled noise that came out of his mouth as you slowly pressed into him nothing short of pornographic. You put your hands on his lower back, using them to balance as you slowly started thrusting. Moans and incoherent curses were tumbling past his lips. Nothing could have prepared you for what he did next, reaching both of his hands back and spreading himself, his fingertips digging into the fleshy part of his cheeks.

"Just like that," He choked out, "So deep-don't fucking stop"

"Josh, fuck-" was all you could manage as you kept your pace, at a loss for words. He whimpered out something about how close he was and then he was coming, those noises you loved so much bursting out of his throat and filling the room. You slowed your movements, fucking him through it until his arms fell against the mattress. You gently removed yourself, standing to remove the strap and tossing it to the floor. You walked around the edge of the bed, kneeling and looking at him. He gave you the smallest of fucked out smiles, “Hey,” you said quietly,

“Hey,” he said as he reached his hand out to caress your cheek.

“Do you need anything?” You asked as you reached out to move a damp curl from his forehead, his eyes fluttering shut at your touch. He shook his head, patting the bed beside him in silent request of your presence.

“Let me just change the comforter real quick and then I’m all yours” you rose slowly and maneuvered around him to get the comforter out from under him. You tossed it to the ground and grabbed another from the closet. You pulled the sheets over Josh and then spread the comforter out over the bed.

“Baby,” he mumbled and you knew you were taking too long for his liking. You giggled to yourself as you finally climbed into the bed,

“Alright, alright, I’m here” you cooed as he shifted, laying his head on your chest and wrapping his arms around you. Your fingertips danced up and down his back and in a matter of minutes he drifted off to sleep.

Ladies I have another question for you....

What’s one thing you wish guy did while he was going down ?

putrid air

Yours, Half-Truthfully

A Sam Kiszka x f!OC fic

Synopsis: Sam never had an issue with girls before. Yes, I watched them come and go for a while since I was his best friend, but the most recent one seemed like a keeper. So when Sam started acting weird when she was brought up, I knew something was off. You can’t know him as long as I have and not notice it - but apparently his brothers didn’t. So it was up to me to figure out how to fix him before the family vacation he was supposed to take with her so he stops being weird around them. And me.

18+

Coming soon ◡̈

Let me know if you wanna be tagged!

Danny Phantom Fantasy AU Masterpost

In honor of DannyMay Day 1 being Fantasy AU, here is an index of some of my favorite Fantasy AU fics (and shameless plugs):

Treading Water - a Mer!Danny au that I have read through 3 times because the angst is so good.

Astromancer by @modordracena- a shameless plug for my ongoing, weekly canon rewrite Dragon AU

The Woods of Amity by @five-rivers - I am utterly obsessed with the fantasy au. Danny is so creature in this and I love it so much.

Changeling by @five-rivers - Changeling au :3

Roll for...Ghosts? by @coyotecrackers - A fun fic where Ghost Writer pulls Amity Park into one big game of Fungeons and Dragons!

The Boy Who Fell Into the Sea by @bctoastyyy - A fun sea monster au inspired by HTTYD. As an HTTYD nerd and a lover of sea monsters, this fic is fantastic.

Funerary Rites by @jackdaw-sprite - A Lost Time Fae au that is Jackdaw's excuse for combining both Lost Time and fae rules.

Lost and Found by @echoghost1 - A cute Lost Time fae au

Isekai AU by @modordracena- Another self plug, Ghost Prince au, where Danny's experience of the ghost world is more like an Isekai.

Corvid AU by @modordracena- Another plug, crack treated seriously, au where a fae has cursed Danny to be part crow. Everyone knows au, lots of fun

Written in Blood by @catmiint - A demon au with vampire!vlad

Please reblog with any of your favorites I neglected to include!