Im Probably Way Too Late With This Roommate!bucky Ask But,,, Are We Pretending They Dont Share A Blunt

i’m probably way too late with this roommate!bucky ask but,,, are we pretending they don’t share a blunt and have lazy sunday morning sex right where they are, probably on the carpet right in front of the tv bc they’re too high to bother getting on the couch that’s literally half an inch away and for a bit they’re just lazily groping and kissing and licking and they’re like “you go on top i don’t wanna move” “no, you go-“ and then you cave and climb on his lap but once he’s inside you something just awakens and he’s an absolutely feral power!bottom, thrusting up and squeezing your tits and smacking your ass and leaving love bites everywhere his mouth can reach, he gets so lost in it too like he’s somehow sucking the pleasure right out of your skin and that’s just the trip he’s having

and bucky is usually quite the dirty talker but just this once he doesn’t say a word, he knows you’re right there with him, your bodies and minds are just *connected* but it’s okay that he doesn’t speak because his incredibly loud moans (oh, that’s a first - but you love and can’t get enough of it already) more than make up for it

idk who u are,,,,,but thank u for this.

warnings: weed, unprotected sex — 18+ only

lazy sunday morning sharing a blunt over blueberry pancakes, tummies full and happy and eyes glossy and slightly red from the smoke irritation but neither of you seem to really care as you have your head in bucky’s lap.

the carpet is soft, so inviting as your limbs are tangled with his—sloppy long kisses with bucky’s hands travelling all over your body and he’s just so hard already. he craves you more than anything.

words are hard for the both of you right now, heavy eye lids as you’re stripping out of the little clothes you had on in the first place.

“get on top, sweets,” bucky mumbles against your lips as you let out a groan, “no, don’ wanna,” you reply, hands over his body. you go back and forth before you’re finally climbing up on top and oh god are you glad that you did that.

he fills you up, stretching you and leaving you completely breathless when bucky snaps and thrusts his hips up and pulls your hips down onto him.

“fuck, feel so good sweets.” he’s trying so hard to keep his eyes open but everything is so heightened and it just feels so. fucking. good.

his hands are on your ass and tits, grabbing at the supple flesh before he’s nipping at your neck and your chest while your ride him.

he’s always vocal—but in a more traditional sense, but right now, the sound of his deep and low moans are enough to send shudders rolling over your body.

“m’gonna come, sweets. gonna come.” is all he can mumble before you’re squeezing him, falling over the edge and on top of his chest before he fills you up.

you’re both tired and groggy, fucked out but happier than ever as bucky just holds you tight. “this is a good start to our lazy sunday, sweets.” and you spend the rest of the day naked and with each other.

well taken care of 

bestfriendsdad!steve x female reader

word count - 2565

summary - if there’s one thing harder than hiding the fact you’re nervous around your best friends dad, it’s hiding the fact that you’re fucking him

warnings- smut! unidentified age gap (reader is in 20s and steve is in late 30s), making out, oral female receiving, steve has a dirty mouth, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy!) steve finishes inside reader, reader telling steve to finish inside, mild praise kink, size kink, “fullness kink”, corruption kink if you squint hard enough 

as always, minors dni, 18+ only, you do not have permission to copy/use any of my work!

a/n- went camping last week, this is where my mind is at

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u should write a little best friend’s dad or dads best friend action 👀

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pairing || bestfriendsdad!steve x fem!reader

warnings || fucking your friends dad, being fucked in front of a window, breeding, ass slapping, blowjob

"Come up to my bedroom." It was a request, but it was also a statement, he was sure of your answer.

You crossed the threshold and closed the door behind you. It wasn't just that when he grinned and you could see the wrinkles around his eyes, it wasn't just the physical attraction. It was his demeanor, it was that he was a real live man, not a flimsy college boy. This was going to be a different kind of hook-up.

"You're married," you reminded him, not particularly pleased about remembering this detail myself.

"You're married," you reminded him, not particularly pleased about remembering this detail myself.

"I can keep a secret," he said, closing his mouth on yours again, and backing you to the bed.

He removed all your clothing fairly quickly and then he laid on top of you, fully clothed. The rough textures rubbing against your bare skin felt incredible. "I can't believe this is happening," he laughed. "I've wanted this for a very long time.

You reached up and felt him through his pants, staring longingly into his eyes. He pulled his shirt over his head as you unbuckled, unzipped, and released a very healthy looking cock.

You slid off the bed and onto the floor to get a better angle and he stood over you gathering your hair behind your head as you started blowing him. You looked up at him and was rewarded with a face that was most definitely in ecstasy as you took him in your mouth.

He held your head down on his cock while you took him in deeply. This was a move widely hated by every woman you knew, but it was usually performed by dumb frat guys. Steve knew what he was doing, he was looking out for you and making the experience short — just long enough to add a bit of excitement. When he pulled out of your mouth he smiled and leaned down to kiss you. "I knew you'd be good at this."

He pulled you up and walked you over to a dresser placed underneath a large window. You could still see the moonlight on the lake as he bent you over it. You were brought back to reality by Steve spreading your legs further apart and pushing your upper back down until your bare breasts were pressed against its cool surface and you felt him enter you.

"Oh my god..." you couldn't help but moan as he thrusted into you. He shushed you by placing his hand over your mouth for a moment as he picked up speed. Your moans were apparently too loud but he was willing to risk the loud sound it made as he slapped your ass over and over, groaning and filling you with his cock. You couldn't believe how turned on this was making you. It wasn't awkward or embarrassing or rushed. You were aware that you were getting fucked by a Man, not "fooling around" with a boy.

"Good girl." The sound of that phrase coming out of his mouth sent you over the edge and you felt yourself spasming around his cock as you released myself into your orgasm, even enjoying the sensation of a bit of extra liquid rolling down your thigh.

He was still thrusting into you rhythmically, alternating between kneading your breasts and grabbing and slapping your ass. "I'm getting close," he groaned and you tensed your body up, holding your place more firmly so that he could get deeper inside as he unloaded his semen into you.

You could play out this crush and learn what would drive my next actual boyfriend wild — who wouldn't want to kill those two birds with one stone?

Good morning

Summary: Bucky wakes you up in the best way possible.

Warnings: smut, +18, language, dirty talk, kissing, oral sex (f receiving), light fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms

Word count: 1.6k

Author's note: This is my first ever smut so please please give me feedback. I'm happy with anything even if you tell me it's not good as long as you explain why you didn't like it.

Feedback is always appreciated and don’t forget to reblog and like if you enjoyed it and want to see more. Thank you!

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18+ MINORS DNI

The crisp morning air hitting your naked body made you stir in your deep sleep. It wasn't cold, but you could have used a blanket. Which you were sure you had when you went to sleep the night before. You groaned, frowning as you reached out in search of the man next to you. When you didn't feel him you struggled to open your eyes his name leaving your lips.

You were almost fully awake when you felt something wet touch your knee, making you jerk. Looking down you were surprised by Bucky on his knees between your open legs, his mouth on your skin, looking back at you. Jaw hanging open, you sighed at the sight in front of you, moving your body closer to his as his lips were leaving a wet trail on your skin, going up your leg. His hands gripping your hips he nipped at your inner thigh.

"Bucky" your hands went into his hair with a sharp intake of breath.

"Let me make it a good morning for you, doll." his palms splayed on your inner thighs as he pushed them open to reveal your wet flesh. He blew cold air on your folds, making you tremble and pull on his hair.

"Please." you keened, back arching off of the bed.

"Please what?" he pressed his nose against your clit to inhale your scent. "Use your words, baby." his tongue darted out to give your already wet pussy a teasingly slow lick. "What do you want?" the mumbled into your flesh, making you writhe.

"I want you." you choked out. He hummed into you, making you move your hips upwards with a whimper leaving your lips. As a result of the movement his lips pressed more strongly against your folds as his metal hand left your hips to place his index finger at your entrance. His tongue continued to move up and down on your clit.

Sweat broke out on your body, the butterflies in your stomach going crazy at his touch. His tongue started moving faster as you came closer and closer to release without him having to do much. But he wasn't about to let you get what you wanted as he pulled away from you. The lower part of his face covered in your juices. Your legs trembled as he looked up at you fully immersed in your lust, mouth open and eyes half closed in desire.

"You are so fucking delicious" you looked down on him just as he dived in once more so fast that you couldn't help but let out a loud moan.

"Fuck, Bucky" his finger finally entered your body, your back arching with long breath. His thumb moved against your clit along with his tongue. Your brain no longer had control over what came out of your mouth as you went between moaning his name and just saying please. Another finger entered you, your eyes rolling back into your head at the sensation. The metal against your hot flesh felt like heaven. He was like a starved man finally getting his first meal as his lips moved on you fervently.

"Shit" you moved your hips for more friction, but his right hand held you down, making you let out a whimper. The sounds of your wet pussy became louder as he moved his finger in and out of you faster.

"I'm close Bucky, don't stop" your voice cracked as he started moving impossibly faster, his fingers hitting the spongy spot inside you, making you throw your head back with a loud whine.

Seeing how close you were he detached his lips from your clit and pulled his fingers out to spread you legs more open to give more space to his head. You whined at the lack of touch, but it quickly turned into a loud moan of his name as he strongly sucked on your clit.

"Bucky, fuck" your legs not being able to close because of his hand holding them open made it even more intense as his tongue pressed even more against your clit.

"Be a good girl and come for me, doll" you couldn't hold any longer as white hot pleasure tore through you, making you let out a scream and pull on Bucky's hair. Your muscles relaxed as you came down from your high, body sweaty all over, completely spent. Your hands left his hair to lay next to your head as you tried to catch your breath from the mind blowing orgasm you just had. He was always good with his fingers, but his lips were other worldly.

Your inner thighs burned from his beard giving you a delicious pain you didn't want to forget.

"I hope I made your morning better baby" he smirked as he climbed up to come face to face with you, his dog tags hanging from his neck and resting on your chest. Chuckling you pulled him in a passionate kiss, wanting to feel his soft lips. You tasted yourself on his tongue, making you groan into the kiss.

"Definitely better" you answered as he lied down next to you and draped his arm across your torso.

"Yeah? Then how about round two?" he whispered and smirked into your neck.

"With you? Always" you sat up to sit on top of him, his hand flying to your hips as he felt your still wet pussy on his abdomen. You lied on top of him your bare breasts pressing against his chest. You felt his now hard cock against your ass as you moved. "Someone is ready" you teased, but it didn't last long as he flipped you over in one swift motion.

"For you? Always" he rephrased your words, making you chuckle. His fingers found your clit again earning a moan from you. "You are always just so ready to take my cock huh?" he growled into your ear, your hips lifting at his words. "I believe I asked you a question" he stopped moving his fingers, waiting for your answer.

"Yes, yes I am" you managed to get out.

"Good girl" you whimpered at the praise. He knew how much you loved being called that during sex and he used it regularly. His fingers started moving again as wetness pooled between your folds for the second time this morning. You reached down between your bodies to wrap your hand around his cock and give him a few strokes. He hips buckled into your hand with a growl leaving his lips.

"I want to be buried inside your pussy not in your hand" he nipped at the skin on your neck as his hand left your clit to pull your needy hand away from him. You circled your hips in the air at the loss of contact, which he noticed.

"Look at you trying to get my cock inside you as soon as you can" he grabbed himself and positioned the tip at your entrance. "Is that what you want babydoll? For me to be inside that tight little pussy? You want to feel full of my cock?" he coated himself in the wetness between your folds, a moan leaving your lips.

"Yes please, Bucky, yes" you arched your back. He pushed into your warm heat as your mouth hung open in a silent moan. You welcome the familiar stretch in your pussy. A feeling only he can give you, his cock fitting you like a puzzle piece.

"Fuck you are so tight" he grunted at your walls tightening around his cock, taking all of him. He started rocking his hips into yours as he grabbed on of your legs to put it on his shoulder, giving him an entirely new angle. You moaned as he hit your g-spot, his lips kissing along your neck.

"There Bucky, oh god" you threw your head back, right hand gripping the hair on the back of his head as your left hand's fingers was intervened with his. He set a slow pace, enjoying every moment of your tight walls against his hard cock. The sounds grew louder as he picked up the pace after a while, skin slapping against skin, creating a obscene noise. You were getting closer and closer to your second orgasm. He felt your pussy clenching around him, a dead giveaway you were close.

"I can feel every part of your tight little cunt baby" his metal arm went to your clit and started rubbing it, your hips moving along his fingers, your lips moaning his name. "Let me feel you cum around me. Come on be a good girl for me" he moved faster, hitting the spot inside you which sent you over the edge, your mouth falling open as you came around him. He followed after a few snaps of his hips, cock twitching and filling you up with his seed with a loud moan leaving his lips.

Bucky fell on top of you, his huge body almost crushing you, but you liked to feel his weight on you. He rolled off onto his back as both of you tried to catch your breaths. He moved after a few seconds, his lips finding yours in a lazy kiss as you basked in the afterglow of sex.

"I think I should wake you up like this every morning." he grinned at your completely fucked out state as you barely had energy to move your head to look at him.

"You can if you let me sleep in afterwards" you replied, your eyelids dropping sleepily.

"Go to sleep, doll. Maybe I'll wake you up the same way again" he pressed a kiss to your cheek, but you were already out.

Ma'am I had this idea. Outrageous but I did😂😂. Dark! Colin Shea. Can u imagine. Him acting all friendly but his intentions r not so good. So I can't sleep now. Yay😂😂

Heyy! So another movie I haven’t seen 🤭 But it’s basically like a Neighbor AU situation, right?

I’m going to try something, I guess 😂

safe hands

colin shea x reader

warnings: smut! dark fic! noncon! drunk reader, innocent reader, stalking, obsession, loss of virginity, dark!colin, not proofread  

wc: 1606

a/n: not me writing for characters i dont even know... @jack-skellingtons-stuff hope ur sleepin well now sdkskskkd

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So Colin...

Probably a boy next door

Like literally. You just moved and he’s your next-door neighbor.

So, imagine you... A young pretty little thing that’s fresh out of college and is looking for a job but you’re just this awkward little ball of sunshine that keeps messing everything up.

You never even go out of your apartment unless it’s for an interview, even then, you so dread those stuff.

“You’re a freaking adult now! Why can’t you just act normal and do adult... stuff?!” You would chide yourself in front of a mirror, groaning in desperation at your lack of... experience? Like workwise.

Hey, there are people working from home. Maybe you can do that?

And you did. And you actually found one which is great for your adulthood but not great for you because you never go out of your apartment anymore. At all.

That’s when Colin comes in.

He was there when you moved in, expecting you to greet him like every girl who sees him. He really gets em easily. I mean... look at him.

So he watched you as you brought boxes in which there was not much. There were like 3 boxes, maybe 5 but not more. He watched you with amusement as you were too busy grunting at the boxes, missing his nude form by his door, only a small towel to cover himself.

He takes a bite of his apple, obnoxiously chewing to catch your reaction but he was met with a slam of your door.

Since then, he has become fond of you.

He’d watch you as you went in and out of your apartment in those cute little skirts and wonderful blouses and every time, it’s a sight for him.

He eventually found out that you’re going to job interviews and he found himself following you and witnessing some of those awkward interviews and he finds himself growing more fond of you. Even got himself thinking that he might actually like you... Is that even possible? He’s Colin Shea. He doesn’t settle down.

But for you, he might.

He saw how you would block everything out and he listened to your late-night talks with yourself and he can’t help but think about how adorable you are. How helpless you are. Something ignited in him and all he wants to do now is be there for you. Protect you. Take care of you.

Imagine his reaction when you’re no longer getting out of your apartment.

So he finally decides to meet you. Or for you to meet him. He knows so much about you already but he won’t say that to you.

A knock forces you away from your laptop. You open the door to find a man staring down at you with a friendly smile.

“Umm, hi? D-did I, Was I making any noise or something?” Your stuttering would make Colin’s heart leap out of his chest and the way you're dressed down with shorts and a huge sweater only made his heart swell even more.

“Uh hi! I’m Colin! I’m your neighbor! I uh... Was going to ask a favor, if that’s alright?” He smiles shyly at you.

“Um, yeah! What’s up?” You smile awkwardly, silently praying for him to leave already. Not that he was annoying. You were just not used to this... And besides, you’re doing work.

“I locked myself out of my apartment and I tried talking to the office but I guess they’re already out. I mean it’s pretty late.” He looks down at his wristwatch before looking at you with a hopeful smile making your heart beat faster. Not because of his boyish cute smile but because the idea of a stranger being with you just doesn’t sit right.

But it would be more awkward to deny him now, would it?

“It’ll be as if I wasn’t here. I promise. Just need somewhere to spend the night. I mean I can sleep by my door but that would be--” 

“Y-yeah, I guess you can stay for a while.” You give him a small smile which Colin found extremely adorable which then made him grin. A grin that soon fell when he took a look around your apartment.

He watches as you make your way back to your laptop, quickly getting back into your zone. His heart falls at the sight. Is that what you’ve been doing the whole day?

“Have you eaten?” He finds himself asking, not being able to resist.

He watches your face contort into confusion and he would’ve awed at the sight but your reply made him somewhat angry.

“I guess not... Did you want anything?” You pull yourself away from your laptop once more and Colin didn’t know if he liked the idea of you preparing his food but nothing for yourself. 

What a sweet girl...

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll order take-out!” Colin cheered before pulling out his phone, wiggling his eyebrows at your shocked expression.

That’s how you find yourself eating pizza while watching some show on the telly.

Then those nights became a thing.

Colin would often visit you, making sure that you eat and take a break from work because he said that you tend to overwork yourself.

“You’re not my mom!” You’d playfully slap his chest.

“Well, I might as well be!” He’ll take your wrist before dragging you towards your bed and forcing you to watch another batch of comedy shows.

He’d be laughing at the show so much that you find yourself laughing as well. 

You would no longer feel so stressed.

But then things went badly. 

The company you were working for decided to let some employees go and unfortunately, those who work from home weren’t as important as those who work in the office.

You cried in Colin’s arms that night.

Colin did feel sorry for you. But maybe it’s for the best. Even the universe thinks you shouldn’t be working like that. He’s there to take care of you. You would no longer have to stress yourself out to live.

He’ll make sure to take good care of you.

Then the drinks came up.

One bottle of beer. Then two. Then three.

Honestly, you lost count.

Colin didn’t. He didn’t drink any.

He’d watch you with a smile as you’re sad and brooding aura turned into a giggly one.

“I’m sleepy...” You would mutter, head falling down Colin’s shoulder and he would embrace you happily, stroking the side of your face gently.

He’ll smile at the way you would squeal when he carries you to your bed.

“You enjoy being relaxed, babe?” He asks, taking your socks off. Then your shorts and shirt that went unnoticed by you.

“Too hot!” You’d fan yourself with your hand which Colin would take. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.” He’ll press a kiss on your forehead that’ll make you giggle.

Colin would watch your naked body, touch your warm skin with patience.

“So beautiful... And all for me, right?” He presses a kiss on your lips and you nod at whatever it is he’s saying.

He’ll easily play your body, making you and himself feel good. His fingers would play with your clit while his mouth laps on your nipples, taking turns from left and right.

He’d bask at the sound of your moans and whimpers that went straight to his hardening cock.

He’ll only stop when you’re drunkenly begging for more which he happily gives.

His hard cock would be poking your entrance and as he pushes in slowly, your eyes would widen, suddenly not so drunk anymore.

“Colin?” Your frightened voice alerts Colin and he would shush you with a kiss.

“Don’t worry about it, baby. I got you... I got you...” He whispers before pushing in, swallowing your cries with lustful kisses.

“God!” He moans when he’s fully seethed in, your walls hugging his cock. He stays there for a while, listening to your heavy breathing and slightly feeling guilty at your cries.

“Ahh...” You cry out when he slowly pulls out. He’d kiss your tears away before slowly pushing back in, pulling your body closer to his in a hug, whispering promises about feeling better soon.

And you did.

Your cries turned into moans which motivated Colin to thrust faster yet still careful to not hurt you. He didn’t even have to ask because when he looked down at his cock, he saw little blood, and his jaw clenched, feeling some sort of remorse.

“You’re doing good, You’re so good to me.” He whispers before resuming his thrusts. He’d dwell at the sound of your pleasured moans and his hand would find its way down your clit, fingers playing with the nub until your body was shaking violently underneath him.

“You gonna cum? Cum for me, baby... You’re good. You’re safe...” He grunts at how your walls are tightening around him. You whimper before curling against his body, unknowingly pulling his body closer to yours. 

He shivers before cumming as well, his seeds filling your hole, making you drip with his cum. He places a loving kiss on your forehead before pulling out.

The mixture of blood and his cum makes him get a cloth before gently cleaning you up, being extra careful when he wiped at your core.

He cleans himself up before lying back beside you. He presses a kiss on the side of your head, your nose, and then your lips.

“I’ll take care of you. You don’t have to worry about anything anymore...” He places a hand on your stomach before smiling and pulling the covers over the both of you.

You’re in safe hands.

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a/n: see i dont think i should write for these guys (from movies i haven’t watched/too lazy to watch) because im probs messing up a lot skskks anyway hope y’all think this one is alright! also im a sucker for innocent reader jcnavn

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Warm

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Word count: 3.3k+ words

Summary: Chris can't stop shivering after playing Frozen Blackjack with Jimmy Fallon. You might have the perfect idea to help warm him up again.

Warnings: smut, cockwarming, ice play (kinda), also kinda subby!Chris, fingering, handjob, wake up call, 18+ only

A/N: To my icy cockwarming nonnie, I really hope you like what I did with your request

Chris should've known that playing this game was a bad idea.

You had told him time and time again in the days leading up to the taping of the show that he was going to regret playing a game where the loser has to pour ice-water down their pants. But although he listened as you voiced your concerns, he was determined to see the game through, being the competitive person that he is.

You just couldn't understand why he'd agreed to it in the first place. Ever since the two of you had started dating he had always been a person that was cold the second the weather dropped below a reasonable temperature. In the years you had known him he had used you like a human blanket more times than you could count, wrapping his arms around you and begging you not to move because you felt so warm and he was freezing. You couldn't imagine how cold he was going to be when the taping was over. And more importantly, you knew just how whiny he was going to be from the cold.

Chris hadn't thought that it would be a big deal. Sure the ice would be freezing at the time, but surely it was nothing that a warm bath and some cuddles couldn't fix. But as the sharp chill settled into his bones when he arrived in his dressing room after finishing the game, he knew it wouldn't go away quite so easily. Why the fuck did I agree to this? he thought to himself, silently cursing as he changed out of his damp clothes into some dry and warm ones.

The clothes were ones you had sent over to his assistant so that he had something warm to wear after the taping. It wasn't anything special, just some sweatpants and a thick sweater, but Chris was grateful for the warmth they provided as he did his best to walk out of the studio to the awaiting car with a straight face, trying not to focus on the fact that his dick felt so cold that it was practically numb and burning with icy pain all at the same time.

The ride to the hotel was torture, but it was worth it to know that he was going to see you when he arrived back at the hotel room the two of you were sharing while he was doing press. He had done what he thought was an impressive job at masking the amount of pain he was in - although his manager and assistant would tell him otherwise in the morning - but the second that he walked into the hotel room and saw you waiting for him on the bed, he let the facade drop as he let out a whimper of pain.

"Baby, what's wrong?" you immediately shoot up from your spot on the bed, walking over to him and pressing your palm to his cheek soothingly, watching as he leans into your embrace. His bottom lip trembles slightly as he shifts uncomfortably in his pants, the cold making it impossible to find a comfortable position to stand in.

"I feel like my dick is going to fall off." he whines dramatically, as you move your hand from his face to cover your mouth as you giggle at his statement, making him frown, "It's not funny!"

"I'm sorry baby, but you can't say stuff like that and expect me not to laugh." you're still giggling as you try to speak, trying not to laugh even harder at the sad puppy dog look in his eyes that plead you to help him. Taking a step closer to close the gap between the two of you, you press a soft kiss to his lips, feeling the way that his entire body is shaking from the cold, "Can I help you feel better, baby?"

"Need cuddles," he mumbles, walking both of you back towards the bed, only stopping when the backs of your knees hit the edge of the mattress. He climbs onto the bed first, reaching for you with grabby hands that make your heart swell as you join him.

He sighed with relief when you crawled into his lap, sitting facing him with your thighs parted at his waist and your arms under his to keep him close. He was still cold, his ice-cold skin sending shivers through your body as you made contact with him. But you couldn't help but notice the particular relief it brought to him when your clothed cores met. When you shifted a little, his hips followed yours, subconsciously desperate to keep his freezing cock as close to you as possible, and an idea blossoms in your mind.

"I want to try something. I think it might help you." you say soothingly, your hand moving up to stroke his hair as you lean back to look at him, "Do you trust me?"

"Y-yes." he stutters, still shivering uncontrollably from the cold as he watches your hand travel lower until you reach his sweatpants.

Carefully, being sure not to put too much pressure on his freezing cock right away, you allow your fingertips to graze his clothed cock. His breath hitches at the contact, his hips chasing the warmth of your hand as he grinds upwards into your palm, but he knows that nothing can come from your actions.

"I don't think I can get hard," he says with a dejected sigh, light shivers running through his body when you reach up with your spare hand to cup his cheek, running your thumb over the soft skin to soothe him.

"I know, baby." you soothe him as you continue your ministrations on his cock, "But it feels nice, doesn't it?"

You momentarily remove your hand from his crotch, not even giving him the chance to whine at the loss of heat and contact when you replace your hand with your own core, grinding down against him as he whimpers loudly. He can't even possibly answer your question right now, too overwhelmed to form a coherent sentence.

"Words, baby," you whisper gently against his cheek before pressing a soft kiss to the skin there, waiting for him to compose himself enough to respond.

"Feels so good." he moans out, hands reaching out to grip your hips to help you grind deliciously against his cock.

"Want me to make you feel good?" you practically purr into his ear, reveling in the low groan that escapes him at your words, "Get you feeling all nice and warm again?"

"Please." he begs, his skin shivering for different reasons when you playfully tease the waistband of his sweatpants, "Please warm me up."

You press a soft kiss to his lips as your fingers fully curl around the waistband of his pants, "Let's get these off, yeah?" you ask softly, waiting for him to lift his hips from the mattress before slowly peeling them down his legs. You can almost feel the cold that's radiating from his lower half, making a cold chill run through your own body. Noticing the way he shivers from now being exposed from the waist down, you slowly crawl up his body and place a kiss on his lips, "Lay down for me, okay?"

He nods, slowly maneuvering you both into a position where he's lying flat on the bed, head propped up on the soft pillows with you straddling his bare thighs. You're quick to rid him of his shirt before taking off your own clothes, throwing them somewhere in the room where you'll have to search for them later but as of right now you couldn't care less about where they'd gone.

"You still with me, baby?" you ask when you notice the way he's watching you with bated breath, waiting in anticipation for every little move you make. When he replies with a breathy "yes" you can't help but moan, your fingers trailing softly down his toned stomach and drawing ever closer to his neglected cock, "Okay, tell me if it's too much or you need to stop."

Chris jerks wildly when your hand finally meets his soft cock, the sensation of your warm skin against his cold appendage almost too much to handle.

"Shh, it's okay baby." you coo against the soft skin of his forehead, pressing a kiss there as you hold his shaft gently in your hand, "How does that feel?"

"Warm." he almost moans, sparks of pleasure flowing through him even though it's overpowered by the cold still. But when you start stroking him ever so slowly, he feels as though his soul might leave his body, heat radiating through him in soft ripples that leave his hips grinding upwards in search of more, "So warm."

You continue to stroke him for a moment, letting him get used to the warmth of your hand, although you were pretty sure all the heat had left your fingers just from the contact with his cold member. Once you were sure he had adjusted to the feel of your warm fingers against him, you reluctantly took your hand off his soft cock, quieting his whimper of despair with a soft kiss before moving your hand to your own core.

You could feel the slick that had pooled between your thighs without even being touched, moaning softly as you ran a finger through your folds. But your actions were quickly interrupted by Chris' hand around your wrist, pulling your fingers away from your core.

"Wanna touch you." he gasps, his words barely an audible whisper as his fingers find their home between your thighs.

You can't stop the soft moan that escapes you when he slides one finger into your warmth, pumping it a few times before carefully adding a second. Warmth spreads throughout your belly as he curls his fingers to brush against that spot that always leaves you gasping for him. He knows you're already more than ready for his cock, but seeing you fall apart so easily just for his fingers alone was a pleasure unlike anything he's ever experienced.

"Chris," you moan out, feeling the familiar tightening of your core as you rock your hips against his hand, your neglected clit throbbing desperately from the lack of attention, "Need you inside me, please."

You still whine at the loss of the fullness inside of you even when you had told him to stop. But the empty feeling doesn't last for long when you take his cock in your hands and rub the tip of him through your folds, covering him in your arousal before lining him up with your entrance and slowly sinking down on him.

The ice-cold sensation of his cock shoots through your body as you take him inside of you. You hadn't expected the cold to almost burn, and the feeling is so intense that you almost allow him to slip out of you to allow yourself a moment more to prepare for the feeling. But one look at the pleasure stricken look on Chris' face and you were more determined than ever to take him. Taking a deep breath, you sink down on the rest of his length, a small whimper escaping your lips from the chill that runs through your veins.

"Fuck, oh shit!" Chris curses, his eyes closing shut tightly from the overwhelming feeling of warmth enveloping his cock. It was a type of euphoria he couldn't possibly begin to describe, his body finally beginning to return to a reasonable temperature with the two of you connected. His was totally blissed out, only returning to the present when he felt your body shiver against his, "You okay baby girl?"

"Mmhmm." you replied, your eyes shut tight as you adjusted to the feeling that bordered on pain and pleasure, "Just a little cold."

It was a different feeling entirely to how he normally felt inside of you, the icy cold feeling of his cock so far removed from the feeling of his usually warm and thick cock, a new sensation that danced along the line of unpleasant but got warmer and less jarring with each passing moment. The freezing cold tip of his cock rests against your g-spot bringing you an odd sensation of pleasure that you had never quite imagined possible as the feelings started to tip more towards those of pleasure.

"You're doin' so good for me baby." Chris whispers praise against your ear, pressing soft kisses to any part of you can he reach with his lips, "If it's too much we can stop."

"No, I'm good, I promise." you reassure him, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his lips, "I like being this close to you."

Chris is quick to close the gap between the two of you again, connecting your lips in a sweet and loving kiss that leaves you chasing his lips when he pulls away to gasp for air.

"Can we stay like this tonight?" he asks shyly, the blush creeping up on his cheeks not going unnoticed by you as you reach up to caress his cheek with your fingers.

"Of course," you nod, a soft smile curling on your lips as press a soft kiss to the tip of his nose, "Whatever you need, baby."

"C'mere," Chris outstretches his arms, giving you plenty of space to cuddle into him, trying to ignore the jolt of pleasure you get when his cock shifts inside of you, the soft intake of breath from underneath you telling you that Chris felt it too, "I'm sorry if I get hard inside you during the night or in the morning."

"You say that like it would be a bad thing." you respond with a giggle to his adorable apology, watching as his eyes go wide with realization.

"You mean..."

"I mean you have my full permission to fuck me awake tomorrow morning," you swear you can feel his cock twitch inside of you at your words.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" his slight hesitance warms your heart

"I trust you, Chris," you reassure him, leaning down to kiss him one final time before resting your head on his chest.

"Get some sleep, sweetheart." he pretty whispers before pressing a kiss to your forehead and settling into his pillows, and you barely hear his final words before sleep claims the both of you, "You're gonna need it."

When Chris wakes the next morning he's relieved to feel actual warmth flowing through his veins, the icy remnants of the stupid game he had played long forgotten by the nerves in his body. He feels so warm, almost cocooned by the feeling and that's when he remembers what you had said last night.

His eyes slowly open at the memory, and his heart warms at the sight of you asleep on top of him. You look so peaceful, completely fast asleep with your body wrapped around him like a koala. It's almost enough for him to convince himself to let you sleep a little longer. But then your hips shift as you move in your sleep. It's not a big movement, but it's enough to create friction with his hardening cock inside of you, causing you to whimper in your sleep and Chris to lose all thought of letting you sleep any longer.

He can feel your wetness coating him, letting him know that you're more than ready for him to start moving. It was different, feeling himself hardening inside of you. It wasn't something that he had experienced before, but feeling it now, feeling the way he grew to fill you so perfectly and stretch you so deliciously, was an indescribable pleasure that he knew he would be begging for again and again.

Ever so slowly, he raises his hips to meet yours, thrusting in until he's fully buried in your heat before withdrawing, only to fill you again. The whimper you make in your sleep as he hits your sweet spot drives him insane, and he slowly starts to pick up pace until he's rocking his hips into you at a steady rhythm. The position he has you in is nice. It feels so intimate, the feeling of you on top of him as he slowly buries himself inside you over and over again. He loved the feeling of taking you softly and sweetly like this, holding you close as you began to stir from your sleep and whispering praises into your ear.

"Mmmm." you whimper, your eyes fluttering open to meet his as you awake fully, the pleasure he's giving you almost too much to handle in this newly awake state, "Chris." you moan out, clenching down on him as he holds you tight to him.

"Mornin' baby." he moans out his words as he continues the gentle rock of his hips into you, "How'd you sleep?"

"G-good, oh fuck!" you bury your head in the crook of his neck

"That feel good?" he asks with a smirk, not even needing your response to know the answer, the clench of your core around his cock with each thrust proof of just how good he's making you feel, "you were so good to me last night, sweetheart, keepin' me warm inside your little pussy. Wanna make you feel good now, want you to cum all over my cock."

"Fuck!" you gasp, his words and the repeated brush of the tip of his cock over your most sensitive spots sending you hurtling towards the edge faster with every passing second, "I'm gonna- oh god."

"That's it sweetheart, cum for me." he encourages, curling his hips in just the right way and holding you tight to him as you fall over the edge into nirvana.

His hands run their way up and down the bare skin of your back, mapping and memorizing every part of your body that he loves so much. Chris continues to fuck you through your orgasm, not slowing down in the slightest as he chases his own release. The whimpers coming from you from the overstimulation only push him closer to the edge, and you know just how to tip him over.

"Cum inside me, baby." you purr in his ear before gently nipping his earlobe, smirking as his hips immediately stutter and you feel him fill you with warmth. After how cold he had felt inside you the night before, the warm feeling of his cum coating your insides, dripping out around his cock and down your thighs, was a welcome feeling. It felt nice to be wrapped in his warmth, to have his warmth inside of you as you came down from your highs together.

"How're you feeling this morning baby?" you ask softly when you've finally regained your breath, your fingers coming up to stroke through his hair soothingly as the two of you bask in the afterglow of your lovemaking.

"Warmer," he replies with a laugh, smiling up at you in a way that makes you feel like the only other person in the world, "I think that was the best I've ever slept."

"Mm, I liked it too." you admit, pressing a soft kiss to his lips and smiling into the kiss, "Having you inside me all night, feeling you so close. It was so comforting.""

"Maybe we can do it again sometime?" Chris' arms wrap tightly around you, pulling you tight into his embrace as you snuggle into him, his softened cock still resting deep inside of you.

"If it's going to end up like this every morning then we can do it every single night if you want." you kiss him again, enjoying the little corner of the world that had just been reserved for the two of you this morning.

A comfortable silence fills the room as the two of you lovingly caress the other. Chris' fingers dancing along your spine as you draw pictures with your fingertips on his chest and shoulders, just enjoying the feeling of being so close to him. So warm and cozy in the bed that you don't intend to leave for the rest of the day.