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Warning: NSFW

After many repeated requests since I posted Incubus, I’ve finally recorded another Tom-related erotic recording. This time, I went for a more historical, period-drama feel. 

Here is an erotic script I wrote and performed set in Victorian England. A gentleman caller and business associate of your father arrives unexpectedly to declare his feelings for you before attempting to convince you to choose passion over wealth. This recording contains erotic and sexual content, and should not be consumed by anyone under 18.

As a thank you to my generous Patreon supporters, I’ve made this available to download for them. If you’d like to support me on Patreon, pledging as much or as little as you like, you can do so here.

The script for this recording can be found here.

Richard madden Calvin Klein

Id let richard madden break my back like this and id thank him

😝😝😝 this man does stuff to me

These guys always make me laugh 🤣🤣🤣

I don't even have words tbh

😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

fuck

NO THOUGHTS JUST HIM 😍😍

imagine if Marcus came to save you from Chico and his gang after they kidnap you,

Marcus: runs to an old building* CHICO!! chico: ah there he is looks at his gang keep and eye on her picks up a bat i have a job to do walk out to marcus Marcus: walks to him* where is she Chico: oh shes fine Marcus: i didn’t fucking ask u that! chico: you know where she is  Marcus: yea i do and i will burn this place to the ground if u dont let her her go

@thepaul2000

Jealousy Doesn’t Suit You

Pairing: Kol x Reader (Ft. Klaus & Elijah)

Warning: Kol being really possessive

Word Count: 821

Prompt Request: “#18 with Kol please. I love your writing. ^_^” - @korea-fashion-xx

Kol, my boyfriend, was still asleep when I awoke to head out and I didn’t want to wake him so I just up and left with no notice.

Cafe Du Monde is no doubt a tourist attraction, but Klaus was craving a beignet specifically from there and I was in need of a delicious cup of coffee so we headed out together. No harm no foul.

Klaus and I were sitting across from each other. His plate was empty and my coffee was half full. He had a to go box filled with beignets set aside to bring back to the compound for his daughter, Hope.

“Are your cravings fulfilled?” I ask, holding the warm mug with both hands.

“Precisely. You?” Klaus responded, patting his lips with a napkin.

I raise my cup to take a fulfilling sip of my coffee before answering, drawing out a sound of relief. “Definitely. I sadly need coffee to feel normal.”

“No matter. I need human blood to feel normal.”

“Touché”

(Back To The Compound…)

Klaus and I arrive back to compound, hearing echos of a mixture of voices inside. We find Kol and Elijah seated on the couches. Elijah is holding a glass of bourbon whereas Kol is holding a glass of blood. Typical Kol.

Their attention is on Klaus and I as they hear our footsteps approach and exchange of words to each other.

“Nice to see you awake.” I smile at my lover who has an unwelcoming hardened expression.

“I tried calling your cell but it seems you’ve left it on our nightstand. If it weren’t for Elijah informing me of your whereabouts, I would’ve slaughtered the entire city. However, the company you keep is distasteful.” He spats, shooting a glare at Klaus before taking a chug out of his glass.

Luckily Klaus doesn’t take it to heart and chuckles at his youngest brother. “I’ll leave you to it.” He raises his brow, smirking at me then goes his separate way to see if his daughter is awake.

“The company I keep? You mean your brother?” I narrow my eyes at Kol. He’s being ridiculous right now. Sure, one of his biggest flaws is his jealousy problem. But I didn’t think he’d be jealous of his own brother. Besides, Klaus knows better than to try anything with me and he’s not even my type anyways.

Kol stands. “And why didn’t you take me along instead? You could’ve woke me from my slumber.”

“You looked too peaceful. I didn’t want to wake you up?” I answer questioningly, still weighing out what Kol has said. I’m at a loss.

“I would’ve obliged. Think twice next time around.” Kol clenches his jaw, tightening his grip on his glass. If he squeezed it any tighter, it would shatter.

“Excuse me? I went to get coffee. Coffee, Kol.” I shake my head in disbelief. I can’t believe we’re really arguing about this right now. “It’s not like we went to a nightclub together.”

“I don’t bloody care!” He loses it, shattering his glasses in his palm.

I glance at Elijah who sets his now empty glass on the coffee table, standing and straightening out his jacket. I’m not surprised that Elijah didn’t give us privacy. I figured he’s staying put to make sure this disagreement doesn’t escalate. “Kol.” He says firmly, taking one step in Kol’s direction.

“You’re being ridiculous right now. I need to take a breather.” My mouth forms into a line. I attempt to step outside of the compound to get some fresh air, but before I can even take two steps Kol speeds to me, grabbing a hold of my upper arm.

“You’re not going anywhere. We’re not finished here.” Kol says with a coldness to his tone. I inhale sharply from how tightly he’s grabbing onto me, but I pretend it doesn’t phase me, showing false strength.

“Quit being so possessive before you lose me.” I use as much strength as I have to shake him off of me but he doesn’t budge. I’m assuming he’s so consumed with jealousy that he forgot he’s an original vampire and I’m a weak little human.

Elijah speeds toward us, setting his hand on Kol’s shoulder. “Leave her be, brother.”

“This is none of your business, Elijah.” Kol snarled, his eyes shooting into mine.

“I’m making it my business if you don’t free Y/N of your unwelcoming hold.” Elijah glances from my pained arm to Kol’s raging eyes.

I give my arm one more shake and Kol finally lets go of me. I exhale from relief, then quirk my lip at Elijah as a silent thank you.

From there, I march out of the compound to get fresh air and to give Kol time to process how ridiculous he’s being. He’ll come to his senses, I’m positive, especially since he has Elijah around to guide him. And I’ll forever be grateful that he has him.

@thepaul2000 this is for u

@thepaul2000

😏😏😏

Cruel Intentions

Imagine: Getting lectured by Dean but getting distracted by how hot he is.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 974

Warnings: Implied Smut?

You walked into your room with Dean hot on your heels. You had made a pretty risky decision while on a hunt and he wasn’t too happy about what could have happened. In the end, everything worked out but that didn’t matter to him. Dean slammed the door behind him and turned to look at you. If looks could kill you would be beyond dead by now.

“What the hell were you thinking!” He yelled, flailing his hands out in front of him. You watched how his arm veins popped out, how his muscles flexed when he put his hands forward. It was damn near impossible to concentrate on what he was saying. How was it possible that someone could look this good while yelling? No, a better question was why was this turning you on? Seeing him all worked up made something inside you scream.

“Everything worked out, I don’t know why you’re freaking out.” You said nonchalantly, holding his gaze. He rolled his eyes at your response. He was so attractive without even trying. The way that he swiftly darted his tongue along his bottom lip, or the way he wiped his chin with his thumb. God, the things you wanted him to do to you.

“You almost got me and Sam killed, not to mention yourself. The only reason we’re still alive is because I saved our asses.” This time you rolled your eyes. Dean took a step forward, and you swore you could see a faint smirk play on his features.

“What did you just do?” You stood up off the edge of the bed and stared at Dean.

“No, the only reason that we’re alive and not puppy chow is because of my quick thinking.” You wanted to see how far you could push him before something snapped. With Dean, makeup sex was a given, no matter how small the fight was. You couldn’t wait to see how mindblowing this round was gonna be. He took another step closer, forcing you back down on the bed. You just stared at each other. With each passing second his light green eyes grew darker. You flicked your eyes down to his lips. Fuck, they were so perfect and plump you couldn’t wait to feel them on you, attacking every inch of your body, leaving marks all over your neck and other places only he could see. Just looking at them alone made you wet.

“God, Y/n, you’re so full of yourself.” He said looking down at you. He watched you as you stared at his lips and he smiled. He knew exactly what you were doing, and what your endgame was, and he wasn’t complaining. The only thing was, he could play this game better.

“Am I?” You asked, looking up at him through your lashes. By now he was so close that you could practically smell his aftershave. He held your chin in his hands. You watched as his eyes raked your body, briefly stopping at your breasts before bringing them back to your eyes.

He leaned down and lifted your face, he lightly brushed his lips against yours.

“Yeah, you are.” He said pulling away. He walked back to the table on the opposite side of the room and took off his shirt. You chuckled inside your head. You could barely concentrate on what he was saying when he had clothes on, nevermind when he takes them off. Your eyes snapped up to his defined torso; all you wanted to do was run over to him and drop to your knees, but you held yourself together. At this point, both of you knew that this wasn’t about your hunting decisions, it was about who would crack first.

“So, you’re mad at me because I do- I know what I’m doing.” You stuttered, tearing your eyes away from the god of a man in front of you, yes he was hot, but he was annoying as hell. Especially with the way he made you crumble by just talking. He now had a full on smirk plastered on his face, you knew he enjoyed seeing you stumble over your words, largely because it was him making you do it.

“No, I’m mad because you’re reckless and impulsive. You almost got everyone killed.” He said sternly, running his hands through his hair. You watched as his muscles flexed when he lifted his arms up. He knew what he was doing, he knew every little thing he did was making you wetter by the second. His voice, his arms, his everything. It was all so distracting.

You got up off the bed and started walking towards him.

“You know what Dean?” You asked, cocking your head to the side. You were now standing about five inches from his face.

He mimicked your actions and turned his head to the side as well.

“What’s that?” He hummed, narrowing his eyes. He watched your chest heave as you slowly got more turned on. You sucked in a breath, preparing yourself for what was most likely going to happen after your next statement.

“I think you’re pissed because I was the one that saved us this time and you were the one screaming my name for help.” You smiled when you saw the rise that got out of him. He closed the remaining space between you two by grabbing your hips roughly. He bent down and put his lips to your ear.

“You’re gonna be the only one screaming this time.”

All you saw was a slight smile on his face before he spun you around and set you on the table. By now you had passed the turned on line and slid right into sexually frustrated.                                                                                              

Ooohhh

Cillian Murphy leaving a voicemail for you. (audio from the Delinquent season)

💔💔

Please make this go viral.

It is so important I don’t even care if you delete what I write here, just help it be seen. 

Me tbh 😈😈😈

Has anyone watched dylan obrien doing the social network scene (reenacted) cause this man OHHH this man makes me feel some kind of way. God damn hes hot as fuck. 😛😛

😳😳😳😳😳😳 oh id peg him for sure

Pegging be like

Before

During

After

been through so much the past couple of months but these two never fail to bring a smile to my face, love these two

🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵

NSFW NSFW NSFW I cannot stress how NSFW this is ha do NOT watch unless you have headphones 

Now it is my time to spaz. 

THIS SUNODS JUST LIKE JUNGKOOK HOLY FUCK LIKE SERIOUSLY???? ISTG THIS HAS TO BE HIM. I AM DIYNG OVER HERE PLAESE DON’T LET ME SUFFER ALONE CAN YOU IMAGINE BEING THE ONE TO MAKE HIME MOAN LKIE THTA K;LFKLNDFV everyone breathing needs to see this 

WARNING: Smut Audio - use headphones!

Whenever Taehyung wanted you, he was relentless. Foreplay was his favourite part of sex. He loved the fact that he could control you and your orgasm so easily. The feeling of him sliding his long fingers inside your wet folds, slow at first and going faster and harder each minute until you’ve been close to cum was everything to you. And whenever you were close, he would pull his fingers out of you…

“Don’t cum yet. I didn’t allow you to. So hold back or daddy will get upset. And you don’t want daddy to be upset, right kitty?” 

…it gave him all the power he ever wanted. He decides when you should cum. He’s your daddy, your master, your king.

Masterlist

y/n: boy i can feel you staring  scott: what no we arent *looks away* isaac: *looks away* stiles: just looking at an amazing view y/n: omg stiles!

Oh my 🔞🔞🔞🔞

T h i s  o n l y  s c e n e  h * * *  s * * *

😳😳😳😳🔞🔞🔞🔞

IM FUCKING DEAD RIP

God damn yas 😜😜😜 this man does stuff to me

TYLER POSEY — speaking openly with fans on his birthday

😜😜😜😜

TYLER POSEY — acting naughty for his fans