The One With Daddy

IMAGINE: Old friend: ‘Still obsessed with Seth MacFarlane?’ You: 'Yeah but not in the same way!’ Old friend: 'Oh, you grew up?’ Seth: ‘Hy love!’

Crash Landing

A/N: I thought I'd give some ESB Luke some love! Feedback is appreciated and enjoy!

“Hmm, I’m not picking up any cities or technology. There’s massive lifeform reading though. Something’s alive down there.” Luke deciphers.

“I wonder what it could be? The planet could just be a giant ocean.” You reply, checking on R2.

“Then we’d be screwed.” Luke bluntly states. 

Descending through the unknown planet’s atmosphere, the double X-Wing is swallowed by a thick layer of fog. Jolting the ship to stay in a straight line, Luke does his best to avoid any collisions. 

In a flash, R2D2 beeps and whirls loudly and frantically does his best to send messages to both of your monitors. Keeping the ship’s Hyperdrive and thrusters in check, Luke begins flipping switches. 

“I know, R2! All the scopes are dead, I can’t see anything! Hang on, Y/N. I’m gonna start the landing cycle.” Luke emphasizes in between shouts. 

Falling further and faster towards the unknown planet, the X-Wing’s nose crashes down into a large river of sludge. Water splashes against the windshield just as Luke realizes the situation he’s put all three of you in. Raising the windshield to fully survey the terrain, the humidity nearly clogs the young man’s lungs as he tosses his gloves down in a minuscule fit of anger. 

Climbing out of his seat, Luke stands on the ship’s exterior hoping to spot where the water’s edge might be. Removing your helmet, you crane your neck to get a better view of Luke, making yourself physically uncomfortable. 

“Luke? What do you see?” You ask. 

Tossing his helmet into his seat, Luke glances over the swampy landscape before walking down the front of the X-Wing, only stopping when the ends of his boots touch the water. Raising himself from his spot, R2 prepares to join his Master, but Luke turns back toward you both. 

“No, R2. Stay with Y/N. I’ll be back.” He orders. 

Climbing out of your seat, you carefully stand on one of the ship’s wings, hoping to get a better vantage point than by being close to the water. Jumping into the murky water, Luke breaks the barrier of mist, and safely swims to shore. Ready to follow him, something bumps into the ship, causing R2 to fall into the water with a big splash. 

“R2? Where are you?” Luke asks. 

“He fell in! Something hit the bottom of the ship.” You exclaim, pointing to where R2 is. 

Slowly making your way down to Luke’s seat, you briefly lose your balance but regain it fairly quickly. Just then, R2’s scanner breaks the surface of the water, beeping happily. 

“You be more careful.” Luke sternly orders. 

Sighing at annoyance of the current situation, you briefly meet Luke’s gaze. His bright blue eyes fixate on your peaceful e/c orbs, succumbing to the look on your face with a silent nod. Sitting into the pilot seat, you look around the small cockpit quietly taking inventory when suddenly R2 is pulled down through the water by an eel twice his size. 

“R2!” Luke shouts, aiming his blaster at the water. 

Watching the foggy water go still, you can’t help but ignore the lump in your throat. Lowering his blaster, Luke doesn’t give up. Running to the other side of the water’s edge, the eel spits out R2, causing him to collide with multiple vines and trees far away from the X-Wing. 

Motioning to move, Luke immediately stops you in your tracks, wanting you to stay put. Comforting the droid, you can hear Luke admit to R2. 

“…it’s like, something out of a dream, or… I don’t know. Maybe I’m just going crazy.” He says through saddened eyes that you cannot see. 

“Was the dream real? How is that possible?” You mumble to yourself. 

Having had enough of waiting, you finally jump into the water to meet with Luke, noticing that the eel is nowhere to be seen. Swimming the shore’s edge, you slowly grip some strong vines to pull yourself up, when your left foot is grabbed by the eel. Kicking the eel with your free foot, you quickly try to stomp it. 

“Luke, help!” You call out, trying to pull yourself up. 

Rushing toward you, Luke makes it to the shore’s edge. 

“Help you!” You shout, reaching for Luke with your free hand. 

Taking your hand, Luke tries his best to pull you out, but the eel tightens its grip around your boot. Removing his blaster from his belt, Luke is able to expose your left foot, and he shoots the eel’s slimy skin. Releasing its hold on you, Luke pulls you into him breaking your fall, and lands on his back. 

Listening to the water return to normal, the feeling of Luke’s gentle hold on you makes a series of butterflies rise in your stomach. Facing him, his eyes are filled with anxiety. 

“You okay?” He asks. 

“Yeah.” You reply. 

Motioning to pull away, Luke doesn’t let you. You can tell that he wants to keep you here, at this moment, just for a little while longer. Supporting your body on his, Luke pulls you closer, and you bend down to press your lips on his. 

Gently kissing Luke, he feels serenity in the air, finally fulfilling this desire to kiss you for a long time. Breaking your lips from his, a large smile fills Luke’s face, and the happy whirls and boops from R2 fills the air along with your shared laughter.

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Namor says to the reader "Don’t run from me, Princess. You can take it.” they had sex all day because he refuses to stop until he's sure she is filled enough to get pregnant. 💦💦Maybe some aftercare where they talk about their future children.👉🏾👈🏾

You guys are so nasty I love

Warnings: NSFW, fem! reader, breeding, over stimulation but the fun sexy kind, praise, marathon sex, not proofread.

"That's it, my love."

His strong, big arms wrapped around you as words of praise fell from his mouth. He pressed a kiss on your shoulder before he slowly inserted his cock back into your dripping wet pussy from behind.

You whimpered at the feeling, your arms trembling which almost caused you to collapse, but your husband kept you up.

Oh, your husband. Your loving, devoted, sweet husband. He could go for days, his stamina almost never runs out and he's a whore for you, something that you never would've guessed by looking at him alone. You, on the other hand, were fragile, at least compared to him.

You felt cum dripping out of your cunt, you weren't sure whose it was, as you both had came multiple times in the past eight hours. It began when you woke up, he smiled at you and gave you a sweet kiss on the lips before he trailed his fingertips down your body. You've only stopped for small breaks since then.

"Still feel good, my love?" Your husband hummed. You nodded, too fucked out to verbally respond with anything except for whimpers. "That's my queen, you're doing so good." He pressed his thumb on your clit, causing you to squeal and squirm from how sensitive you were. Namor chuckled in amusement. "This will be our last time today, I promise, Princess. Just let me take what I need from you."

His voice alone made you arch your back further, begging him to fuck you, to use you. You could feel his heavy breath down your neck, causing you to shiver. He adjusted himself, pushing your cock deep into your pussy with a groan. He stopped for a second, allowing you to get used to his length before he thrusted his hips against you.

"Oh, Oh fuck. You feel amazing." He leaned in for a kiss as he started to speed up his movements, taking your tits in his hands and playing with your nipples. His hands on your body and his cock in you made you even more sensitive, and you wiggled beneath him. "Don't run away from me, Princess." He pinned your wrists down. "You can take it."

You nodded, you can take it, you want to take it.

By now he was pounding into you, using your pussy like a toy but still pleasuring you. He pressed down on your lower stomach as he felt you clench around him.

"Good, good girl. Fuck, I'm gonna breed you."

You whimpered in response, begging him for his cum. You moaned, nearly screamed as you reached your climax, and you were filled not long after.

Now, he held you in his arms as he stared lovingly at you. He was still riled up, you could tell by the way he started to kiss your entire body, giggling when he got a reaction out of you.

"Do you have any name ideas for our baby, my love? When should we start training their powers? Would you prefer a boy or a girl for our first child?" You hushed him.

"For now, let's just cuddle and dream about our family." You smiled, he smiled back at you and rested beside you.

"Whatever you want, Princess."

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“You were calling for his head when his only crime was intimidation. - What has changed, Lord M’Baku?”

Teach Me Tonight

Lesson One: Kissing

Javier Peña x F!DEA!Reader

Summary: Y/N and Javier both have things to talk about when he visits her apartment one night with a bottle of whiskey. Y/N tells her partner about her crush on Brad from the CIA and ends up revealing that she is a virgin who has barely been kissed. Javier has his own thing to confess but she derails their talk when she asks Javier to educate her on all things sex and seduction so she can impress Brad.

Warning: Smut (in later chapters) but for this one: swearing, smuttish.

A/N: Of course I had to start another series! I just can’t help myself. I doubt this will be everyone’s cup of tea but I really appreciate any feedback you guys have and if you like it. Let me know if you want to be tagged! 

Fic song: Teach Me Tonight by Dinah Washington

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Javier knocks on your front door, shifting from foot to foot while he waits for you to answer and impatience tugs at his nerves.

“Hey” you lean against the wall next to front door of your apartment, smiling softly at Javier who is holding up a bottle of whiskey and his heart flutters a little at your surprised expression.

“Can I come in?” his eyes flicker past you to check and make sure you are alone until you nod, pushing off the wall and walking into your small apartment.

“Quiet night?” you inquire when he sets the whiskey down on your kitchen counter and shrugs. His short sleeved shirt is wrinkled and the top three buttons are undone, his hair is mussed and you wonder what he has been stressing about.

“I was just looking through the new files and needed a break” he explains and you open your cupboard, looking for a couple of glasses. His dark eyes flicker down to the sliver of skin that is exposed from your reach and he can’t look away from the soft-looking skin.

“I’m surprised you aren’t seeing Freckles or Vanessa tonight” you tease and he swallows, watching you pour the whiskey out before adding a couple of ice cubes to each glass.

“Not tonight” he mumbles, picking up the tumbler.

“Cheers” you tilt your glass towards him and he clinks your glasses together, the smokey booze slides down his throat but it doesn’t burn in the way he prefers.

He swirls the liquid around the glass and ponders how to tell you why he has been so on edge. He opens his mouth but you interrupt him, guiding him over to the couch.

“So the case files…did you find anything at all? Steve was getting antsy this morning and he’s been such an asshole lately…Olivia must still be keeping them up at night” you sigh, sipping the alcohol after you tuck your legs beneath you.

Javier watches your eyes roll and chuckles at your annoyed expression because of your partner, “yeah he’s been a real dick” 

“Whereas you are always an asshole so I know what to expect when I come in to work” you smirk, a mischievous sparkle in your eyes.

“Sure sweetheart” Javier scoffs, swinging his arm over the back of your couch, “because you are a dream to work with before you have had any caffeine” 

You reach out and swat his chest but he catches your hand before you can make contact, “hey!” you cry.

He grins and snorts at your childish scowl, releasing your hand reluctantly.

“I, uh, have something to talk to you about” he swishes the amber liquid in the cheap glass, the ice cubes clinking together.

“I have something to talk to you about too” you shift and set your drink down on your scratched coffee table; it was something you had picked up in a local market and you called Javier from a pay phone to ask him to come help you take it home in his Jeep.

Javier pauses, wondering what you need to speak to him about. He fears the worst and worries you had figured it all out and are going to call him out on his bullshit. He watches you with weary eyes and nods, “you go first chica”

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DEADPOOL & WOLVERINE dir. Shawn Levy (2024)

i give you my word. she will remain in my country. i cannot risk that, princess.