day 7: bath sex - rick flag.
warnings: f!reader. 18+ ONLY. i mean... the obvious - bath sex, unprotected p in v, the way this man physically makes me clench
a/n: 747 words. obviously not day 7 but we're rolling with the punches coz life. haven't written for ricky in a long while so this was nice. enjoy! x
The floor is probably flooded by now, but you can’t bring yourself to care. How can you? He feels too fucking good, all thick muscle and hot, slick skin sliding against yours with every move of his body.
His broad frame covers you and pushes you back into the side of the tub, each heavy thrust into you causing the remaining warm water to slosh up against the edges and spill out onto the tile floor. God, there's barely any water left—
He shifts your leg, hitches it higher on his hips and thrusts deeper, his cock hitting somewhere so deliciously deep within you it physically tears the breath from your lungs.
You don’t fucking care about the water.
All that matters is the way he fills you, stretches you; the way he feels, muscles rippling under your hands and the way his groans melt into your tongue.
“Yeah, this really isn’t workin', darlin’,” Rick breathes into your mouth, teeth tapping lightly against yours as an indulgent grin spreads across his lips.
It’s not the most comfortable of positions, and he’s damn sure your back will have something to say about the way you’re laying in a few hours. The tub barely fits him, let alone the both of you…
You make a noise of denial, your brows coming together as your nails drag along his shoulders in an effort to bring him closer, swallowing down the pleased groan that falls from his throat.
“It’s—fuck, baby—it’s fine,” you babble, lost in the way his cock rubs against your walls and desperate to keep him right where he is. “This is fine –”
“‘Fine’?” He teases in a low growl, nipping at the tender skin of your throat and pinning you firmer against the ceramic, his hands curling around the icy cool edges in an attempt to find purchase.
He drags his hips against yours with an upward thrust, his pubic bone rubbing along your aching clit and bringing a flood of fire along your nerves.
“Good,” you spit through a moan, the unforgiving pressure against the swollen nerve causing your walls to clench and flutter around him. “So good, so fucking good—”
“Yeah?”
The gruff rumble of the word dissolves against your lips as his mouth captures your own, his tongue sweeping along your lower lip and sliding languidly along yours before something hungrier takes hold.
He consumes you, practically drinks you down like a man starved and the ferocity of it settles hot and heavy in the pit of your stomach, increasing the already out of control fire raging through your system.
"God I've missed you, missed this—" he groans roughly, breaking away from your mouth to look at the way you writhe and moan with each drive of his hips.
You nod along to his words despite being barely coherent, your fingers grasping at the slick skin of his back as his large, calloused hand splays at the base of your throat. There's power behind his touch as it moves up along your skin, his fingers briefly flexing around the width of it before it meets your jaw.
He smooths a thumb over your mouth, rolling the soft flesh of your lips beneath his touch, almost to commit the plush feel of them to memory.
Lips soon replace the rough pad and you lose yourself to another earth shattering kiss, relishing in the feel of his tongue dragging along yours and how it has your cunt tightening around him as he slams into you.
"M-missed you... gone so long—"
"I know," he soothes into your mouth, his deep tone like molten honey. "You've got me all weekend... will you let me make it up to you, darlin'?"
He's already doing a damn good job of that.
With a mastered precision only your focused Colonel could have, every thrust he focuses on your throbbing clit and hitting that wickedly sweet spot deep within your walls until stars start to frame your vision and the wet sound of flesh meeting flesh starts to bounce off the tile walls.
You're so fucking close and he knows it, his lips turning up against your throat.
"Gon—fu—ck... gonna make you work for it, Flag," you moan brokenly, each and every muscle winding and tightening in anticipation as he drags you further and further towards your blissful end.
His chuckle melts into your ear, "Is that right? Well you know I like a challenge. Come on, baby—show me what I've been missin'."
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SUMMARY: Trapped inside an underground bunker during a snowstorm, the supply of Omega suppressants is running out. Your heat is coming fast, and with three Alphas around, things can go from bad to worse. To save the situation, Rick makes a call.
To satiate your heat himself.
Explicit Sex. Alpha!Rick. Omega!Reader. A/B/O/Dynamics.
WARNINGS: Explicit Sexual Content. A/B/O. Vaginal Sex. Rough Sex. Vaginal Fingering. Oral Sex (Female Receiving). Use of the word ‘cunt.’ Choking. Biting and Scratching.Creampie. Blood. Use of Suppressants. Mentions of Contaception. Slight Breeding Kink Elements. Not Beta Read.
Word Count: 5.4k
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A/N: I’m struggling to figure out if this is the dirtiest thing that I’ve ever written.
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Pairing: Steven Grant x F!Reader
Request: What if reader edged Steven until he was nothing but a whimpering begging mess.
Author's notes: thank you so much @noodlecupcakes for this request! I usually don't write a dom!reader, so this was a challenge I thoroughly enjoyed :3
Word count: 902
Warnings: Nsfw, smut, sub!steven, dom!reader, teasing, edging, orgasm denial, sex toys, facesitting, oral sex (m and f receiving), unprotected sex.
"P-Please, darling..."
"What's that?" You looked up from your position between Steven's legs, your tongue teasing the tip of his cock as your hand tightened around the penis ring adorning the base of his erect, dripping length. Steven gasped, his hips bucking against your hand.
"Please, I-I can't...I can take anymore," Steven begged, his voice raspy and his breath coming out in shaky groans.
"Aww...well, that's too bad, baby. Cause you're gonna have to take it until you've made me come. Besides, I'm not done playing with you yet," you said, smirking as you took him into your mouth, gently sucking on the head of his cock while looking up into his frantic eyes.
Steven gasped, drops of sweat glistening on his forehead as he stared down at you, his eyes wide and fluttering. You worked him slowly into your mouth, taking him deeper and deeper until the tip of his cock pushed against the back of your throat. Steven bit his lip, his hands clenching into the sheets as he watched your plump lips glide up and down his swollen, veiny cock. He'd never been this hard before, the use of the ring was an agonizing pleasure he knew he could get addicted to. The same with giving up his control to you. There was something particularly arousing with letting you be in charge, to completely surrender his body and mind to you and just be in the moment.
Steven whimpered when you sucked one of his balls into your mouth while you stroked his cock slowly in your hand, used your tongue with perfection to make him a shaky, sweaty mess beneath you.
"F-Fuck, p-please," Steven puffed out and you glanced up, saw his red face and clenching jaw, and decided to let him rest for now.
Kissing your way up his muscular stomach and hard chest, you straddled his face and smirked down at him.
"Be a good boy and make me come."
Steven stared up at your waiting sex, face flushed at the thought of tasting you. He grabbed your ass, gently spreading your cheeks and admiring your swollen folds parting to reveal your damp, pink interior.
Steven pulled you down to his waiting mouth, instantly feeling his lips covered in your warm wetness and his cock twitched with anticipation to be buried inside your tight, wet pussy. He pushed out his tongue and started licking your swollen pussy lips in long, lingering strokes, then brought his tongue up to your throbbing clit. You moaned as he slid his tongue across your clit, pleasure shooting through your core as he flicked it lightly before flattening his tongue and pulling it through your folds. Steven pulled your sex down on his face, buried his mouth in your dripping pussy, extending his tongue inside your opening before licking his way back up to your clit, where he began to focus his attention. He pulled you closer against his flattened tongue and rotated his mouth in small circles, grinding his tongue against your clit.
"Oh," you moaned. "Oh fuck, baby. Ohhh fuck! You're gonna make me come."
"Mmm," Steven groaned into your pussy as you moved your hips and pressed yourself down against his face.
You moaned deeply, your back arching and body trembling as your climax tore through you. Steven grunted, held your hips down as you shook, and came hard on his mouth, soaking his face with your juices.
"Fuck, you're such a good boy, Steven," you panted as you climbed off his face and crawled down his body, wrapped your hand around his cock, and lowered yourself onto him.
"Oh, bloody hell!" Steven gasped when his overly swollen, leaking cock slid into your tight, wet pussy. He grabbed your waist, biting his lips as he watched your breasts bounce while you rode him. His fingers dug into your flesh as pleasure kept rising in his core while the ring around the base held back his orgasm. It was the most exquisite, agonizing pleasure he'd ever experienced.
Steven was a panting, writhing mess underneath you, his face red and sweaty and you knew he couldn't take much more. Climbing off of him, you pulled the ring of his twitching cock.
Steven cried out, his eyes flying open as he had the most intense orgasm of his life. Pleasure erupted through his core, his cum spurting out of his cock like a fountain the second you removed the ring. Steven collapsed on the bed, panting heavily as he stared up at the ceiling, unable to perform a single coherent word.
Giggling, you laid down next to him, wrapping your arm around his waist.
"I told you it would be amazing," you mused, smiling up at him.
"Oh, it was. It really, really was," Steven panted and let out a breathy, joyful laugh before turning his head to look at you. "I love you, y/n."
"I love you too, Steven," you replied and looked up at him to meet his gaze, both of you smiling as he leaned down and kissed you. The deep kind of kisses that left little room for thoughts. There was only feeling and wanting. It was so easy to get lost in him, in those kind, brown eyes of his. It was only you and him, lost in this connection between the two of you where the world, the universe, ceased to exist.
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wednesday mornings and graduation flowers.
A/N: This fic kept on glitching whenever I tried to post it and I just kept getting mad about it. I then forgot about it and decided I might as well post it now. Enjoy!
Word Count: 1,374
Warning: This is Smut! Minors DNI!!
A = Aftercare (What They're Like After Sex)
Jake is pretty chill after sex. He likes to smoke and hardly ever covers his lower half with a sheet. He doesn't care for modesty in truth. Jake will hold you close and whispers sweet nothings in Spanish. Jake also licks you clean and tells you that he loves fucking you. Jake lowkey wants to tell you he loves you but can never voice it.
B = Body Part (Their Body Of Theirs and Their Partner's that they like)
Jake is very proud of his hands. He loves seeing them covered in blood, and he loves when that blood gets onto your tits.
Jake loves your thighs and legs. He's always staring at them; given the chance, he will always have his hands on your thighs. Jake especially loves thick thighs. He can spend hours kissing your thighs before he decides to even attack your pussy.
C = Cum (Anything to Do with Cum; basically, I'm Nasty)
FUCK! JAKE LOVES CUM! He can eat it all day. He loves to overstimulation you and just watches the come leak out of you. He can spend hours watching your beautiful cunt leak his come.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty Self Explanatory, A Dirty Secret of Theirs)
Jake wants to impregnate you. But he'll never admit it, and he pretends to hate kids. In reality, he does want kids and would love to see you bear his future children.
E = Experience (How Experience are They? Do They Know What They're Doing?)
Hell yeah, Jake knows what he's doing. Jake practically invented sex! Jake has had a lot of sex.
F = Favorite Positions (This Goes Without Saying)
Doggy style, sixty-nine, and reverse cowgirl. These are Jake Lockley's all-time favorite positions to fuck you in.
Doggy style is unique because Jake feels so primal and feral that he will runt into your pussy like he's going to die in the morning. He will come all over your sheets and won't stop until y'all are completely soaked.
Sixty-nine. He loves oral. Jake loves getting his cock sucked and eating your pussy out. It is a fucking wonderful experience.
Reverse cowgirl. Jake loves watching your ass glide back and forward. He loves gripping onto your hips and telling you to go faster.
G = Goofy (Are They More Serious In The Moment? Are They Humorous? Etc.)
Not really goofy. It's more like it's very serious. I don't think Jake can be goofy unless he's making a sex joke, not during sex. Jake is just usually very serious during the moment.
H = Hair (How Well Groomed Are They? Does The Carpet Match The Drapes? Etc.)
Jake doesn't buy into that manscaping bullshit. He prefers to let his secret hairs grow out, and he loves when you pull on them.
I = Intimacy (How Are They During the Moment? The Romantic Aspect)
Jake is almost always romantic during the moment. He's a flirt, and it's in his nature to pleasure his s/o with sweet words and physically. Jake usually lights candles for his beloved and rubs lotion on them after sex. He spends a lot of time rubbing lotion on your tits. It's his favorite place to put lotion.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)
Jake usually jacks off in his cab. It would be in private cause if he did that with someone in the back of the cab, that'd be shitty. He has this spot he usually stops at when he's feeling aroused. It's a parking lot that no one uses. He typically watches a video to get him in the mood. Or he facetime you and jacks off.
K = Kink (One or More of Their Kinks)
Dom Daddy and little girl and teacher (him being the teacher) and student (you being the student) are his favorites. He's a very dominant guy in the bedroom, and he hates not being in control. He loves calling you baby girl and will constantly tease you.
L = Location (Favorite Places to Do the Deed)
Mainly in his cab or at your apartment. Jake will fuck you wherever, whenever. But he does like some sort of privacy because he doesn't want to share you or have other men look at your naked body. Honestly, Jake wants to kill your exes because they've seen you naked, and that just pisses him off cause he doesn't like the idea of anyone knowing what you look like naked. That's for him to know and others to wonder about. He's pretty possessive.
M = Motivation (What Gets them Turn on, What Gets Them Going)
Jake is always horny. He is just really good at hiding it. If you're horny, he's ready to get freaky.
N = No (Something They Wouldn't do, Turn Offs)
Jake doesn't let people watch y'all fuck. If he finds out Steven was watching, he gets hella pissed. (I headcanon that Steven and Jake hate each other, but one day they become buddies. Kinda like what happened with Marc and Steven. But with more yelling and more Spanish swear words. Plus, more death.)
O = Oral (Preferences in Giving and Receiving, Skill, Etc.)
Loves giving and receiving oral. Jake wants to die while eating you out.
P = Pace (Are They Fast and Rough? Slow and Sensual? Etc.)
Jake doesn't have a speed. He'll go whatever speed you want. But he does love it rough.
Q = Quickies (Their Opinion on Quickie, How Often, Etc.)
Y'all usually fuck before Jake goes to work. He typically sleeps in, so y'all usually fuck in the shower. It's always rushed, and for the most part, you're putting shampoo in his hair while he's pounding into you.
R = Risk (Are They Game to Experiment? Do They Like Taking Risks? Etc.)
Jake fucks in his cab all the time; of course, he loves to experiment and take risks. He loves the idea of being caught but will be cautious to not get caught.
S = Stamina (How Many Rounds Can They Go For? How Long Do They Last?)
Jake only gets tired after fighting. Otherwise, he'll be fucking you for as long as you want. I think he can last five rounds in a day. Maybe nine rounds. But he can't do nine again the next day because that pushing it.
T = Toys (Do They Own Any Toys? Do They Use Them? On A Partner or Themselves?)
TOYS! JAKE LOVES THEM! He loves cuffing you, tying you up, and using vibes and dildos on you. He likes using toys more than having them be used on himself.
U = Unfair (How Much Do They Like To Tease?)
JAKE LOVES TEASING! He typically ties you up and makes to come until you beg for him to stop. He's always putting his fingers in your pussy when y'all are watching Netflix. At family dinners, he'll fingerfuck you while telling your crazy aunt off about how her political opinion is incorrect.
V = Volume (How Loud They Are, What Sounds They Make. Etc.)
Jake will grunt a lot during sex. He only speaks Spanish in the bedroom and will growl when you come around him. Everything about sex with Jake is loud.
W = Wild Card (A Random Headcanon For The Character)
Jake probably asks Khonshu to watch y'all fuck. Even though Jake hates the idea of anyone watching you fuck he allows Khonshu to watch each time. This is because Khonshu is his buddy and wants to brag about how well he can dick you down. Khonshu is usually speechless while watching. Sometimes, he'll suggest to Jake that he should eat you out more. Or tell him to switch positions.
X = X-ray (Let's See What's Going Under Those Clothes)
Jake is thick. He is very gritty, and his cock makes your mouth water each time you see it.
Y = Yearning (How High Is There Sex Drive?)
VERY HIGH! Jake loves fucking and is ready whenever you are ready.
Z = Zzz (How Quickly They Fall Asleep Afterwards)
Jake has terrible insomnia. He hardly sleeps; when he does, it's typically restless sleep full of nightmares. He just prefers to hold you and smoke for hours after sex.
Made You Up - Francesca Zappia
Eleanor & Park - Rainbow Rowell
Ready Player One - Ernest Cline
Looking for Alaska - John Green
SUMMARY: You’re not quite sure what it is about Rick tonight. Maybe it’s an effect of the alcohol or the strobe lights - and definitely not the glaring yellow t-shirt or cowboy hat - but it doesn’t matter. All that you know is that you can’t keep up this pretense of hating him any longer.
So, when he holds up his hands in surrender, you soon find yourself atop him on a dingy back-office desk.
Past Enemies to Lovers. Explicit Smut. TaskForceX!Reader. Rough Sex.
18+ ONLY.
WARNINGS: Suicide Squad (2021) Spoilers. Explicit Sex. Cursing. Vaginal Fingering. Biting and Scraping. Vaginal Sex. Spanking. Rough Sex. Alcohol. Hair-Pulling. Unprotected Sex. Creampie. Peacemaker Being a Bit of a Creep. Not Beta Read.
Word Count: 4.5k
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A/N: I’m sorry. This is debauchery but Rick Flag is just too fucking sexy.
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