Hello Beautiful Lady

Hello beautiful lady 💗

I have a Dylan request pretty please! (I’m to lazy to write myself).

Dylan is on set of ‘not okay’ movie and he’s in the middle of getting his tattoos put on, he’s sending you sneak peaks from the mirror and all you can think about is jumping his bones. So you start sending pictures back, each picture you’ve lost and article of clothing until the very last pic which he doesn’t open until he’s out of the trailer. He responds with something like ‘get your ass here in 10 minutes or your in deep shit baby girl. And yeah obv you get straight in the car and smut in his trailer 🥵🥵🥵 (please and thank you, you don’t have to write it xxx)

Author's Notes: For you? Of course, my love. I hope you enjoy it! Just an FYI some of this is a text conversation, obviously Dylan is "DOB", and his woman is "The Fox" because he thinks she's Foxy. I altered the request juuust a little, and I hope you can forgive. Please let me know what you think if you have a moment - messages, comments and feedback are appreciated! Thank you! xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Smoking ,Sexual references - sexual innuendos, Smut* (sexting? i don't know, public sex, biting, dom-ish Dylan, unprotected sex - be safe out there! Your choice how!)

Requested? YES! Requests are OPEN

Dylan felt like he had been sitting in that chair for an eternity. It had only been an hour, maybe two, but he was starting to get restless. He wanted a cigarette and he wanted to stretch his legs further than the spacing in the trailer would allow, but the girls had a job to do so he would sit.

"Can I just check my phone?" Dylan inquired softly as the makeup artist applied yet another tattoo to his arm. His eyes flickered from the art being drawn on his arm, to his phone vibrating in his pocket.

"Yeah, go ahead. I don't need that arm yet." She nodded with a point to his right arm, his dominant hand, allowing him to answer his texts.

The Fox: How does it look?

Dylan smiled at her eager message. When he told her his look for this role would include "a lot" of tattoos her excitement was almost tangible and he had promised he would send her photos of himself while he was getting his fake tattoos put on.

DOB: You tell me.

Dylan smirked as he replied back to her, sending a photo of the tattoo along his flexed bicep. He felt proud of himself knowing back at home he had probably sent his girlfriend into a frenzy.

The Fox: Are they everywhere?

DOB: Not yet.

Dylan smirked to himself as he received the read receipt, but no response from his girlfriend. He slipped his phone back in his pocket and allowed the woman trying to apply the tattoos on his body to continue doing her job. It wasn't ten minutes later his phone went off in his pocket again, this time a sequence of buzzes that forced his hand into pocket.

"I'm really sorry." Dylan sighed as he grabbed his phone from his pocket, accidentally nudging the artist's arm out of the way.

"It's alright. I need a few more things anyway. So, I'll let you answer your texts or emails. And I'll be back in like, five minutes or so." She smiled with a friendly pat on his shoulder. She exited the trailer, gently shutting the door behind her and left Dylan alone with his shirt around his shoulders and the ink drying on his arms.

Dylan sighed as he put in his pass-code and opened his phone to several messages from his girlfriend. The first few messages he had anticipated, just her requesting that he send her more photos. But the next ones...

The Fox: Do you think I would look good with a tattoo, baby?

In the time he had sent her his photo, his body adorning the new (fake) tattoos, his girlfriend had taken it upon herself to remove her shirt, her shorts and bra. The first two photos had made him smile, her sweet skin on display showing off the hickeys on her collarbone from the night before or her thighs. He just loved them so much.

The photo after she had removed her shorts, though, made the back of his neck feel hot. She had removed her bra and held her forearm across her breasts, covering up what he wanted to see. He pursed his lips and felt himself craning his neck and tilting his phone, as if her nipples would magically appear on his screen.

DOB: That's not very nice.

He ran a hand over his face, the wiry hairs of his beard catching on the tips of his fingers as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. His phone buzzed in his hand again, he looked down and saw that she had sent him another photo.

DOB: I'm not looking at that. I know what you sent me, Foxy.

He knew that the photo she had sent him would send him into overdrive. He knew the photo waiting for him was either her naked body on full display (how do girls take such beautiful photos on their own like that? He would never know) or just a teasing shot of between her legs. He wasn't having it.

DOB: Get here. Now. I'm not fucking around.

The Fox: Yes, Sir ;)

Dylan felt a chill go down his spine. He grabbed his cigarettes off the counter in front of him and stood up so fast he nearly knocked over his chair. He pushed open the door to his trailer as he shielded his eyes from the sun, lighting up a cigarette with his other hand.

"I didn't make you wait too long, did I?" The nice makeup artist smiled as she walked back to him with her arms filled with supplies.

"Oh, not at all. Hey, I'm just going to get a coffee before we finish this. Do you want one?" Dylan lied as he backed up and blew his smoke away from her face.

"I'm okay, thanks. I'll just get set up here and you come back when you're ready. Stretch your legs, I know it's a long process." She nodded with a smile.

Dylan felt a pang of guilt for lying to her about why he was leaving his trailer, but that feeling quickly went away when he felt his phone go off in his pocket once more. He pitched his cigarette and walked quickly towards the parking lot where his car was, and his girl was waiting.

"Hey, handsome. I'm looking for my boyfriend. He's about your height, same colour eyes. But no tattoos and he's actually got dark brown hair, not blonde." His girlfriend smirked as she leaned up against his car, waiting for him. She must have broken every single traffic law in the State to get to him.

"Haven't seen him around. But I'm here." Dylan murmured as he rested his hands on the top of his car and pressed his body to hers. She had changed her clothes before she came to see him, tossed on a pretty, rather short sundress and Dylan couldn't keep his hands to himself any longer. Not that he had made much of an effort.

"These look so good on you, Dylan." She whispered as she placed her hands on his elbows and scanned his arms covered in fake tattoos.

"Thanks. Now, as for you. Get in the car, Foxy." Dylan breathed out as his hands pushed up the hem of her dress, complete disregard for the public parking space as he filled the palms of his hands with her backside.

"Dylan!" She squealed as he hooked his arm underneath her plump backside, lifting her up as he unlocked his car, opened the door to the backseat and climbed in with a slam of the door.

He perched her on his lap, her knees on either side of his thighs as he reached underneath her dress to tear at whatever was keeping them apart.

"Are you kidding?" Dylan growled as he pulled his dull fingernails down her hips when he felt her bare beneath her dress. One good gust of wind and the entire cast and crew would see what his girlfriend's business.

"You look good." She whispered with a nip of his bottom lip while she wrapped her arms around his neck, her body resting against his.

"It's bad enough I bailed on getting my tattoos finished to come out here and have sex with you. But I cannot get in trouble for my hot ass girlfriend walking around, flashing people." Dylan grunted as he carefully lifted her up and laid her on her back on the backseat, positioning himself between her legs.

"Work fast then, O'Brien." She laughed as he sunk his teeth into her neck, her hands reaching above her head to brace herself against the door of the car.

Dylan growled from the pit of his stomach as he reached between them to unzip his jeans. He rubbed his hips against hers as she scratched her nails over his scalp and down inside the collar of his shirt to feel his skin.

"No scratches." Dylan moaned out as his needy girlfriend tried to sink the nails of her right hand into his back while her left hand reached between them to pull him out of his pants.

"Why?" She whined as she curled her right hand into the material of his shirt and started to slowly, teasingly stroke his manhood. It wasn't enough, and she fucking knew it. The pressure of her hand around him was so light, almost enough and it was enough to drive him insane.

"Because I said so." Dylan grunted as he grabbed her hand off him and pinned it to the car door as gently as he could so he didn't hurt her, then lined himself up with her entrance.

"Let me go!" She cried out as she tried to pull her wrist from his grip, back arching off the fine leather of his backseat as he filled out the tight space between her thighs.

"Be good. No games." Dylan ordered as he released her wrist and pressed his forehead to hers. He braced himself on the door above her head while he kept one foot on the floor, surprised he had as much room as he did.

"More, Dylan. I want more." She cooed as she pushed up the hem of his t-shirt and pressed her hands flat on his back as she moved her hips in time with his.

Dylan couldn't contain the whine in the back of his throat. He nodded, his nose brushing against hers as he did so then moved them back to an upright position with her straddling his lap again. He pushed the hem of her dress up to watch as he moved in and out of her while she gripped at the headrest behind him in an attempt to not scratch him up.

"Let me see you." Dylan groaned as he moved his hands from her hips to pull down the triangles of her sundress, exposing her nipples the way he wished she did in that photo she had sent earlier. He leaned forward to seal his lips around her left nipple, his hands on her back to keep her steady.

"Feels so good, Dylan." She panted as she reached her right hand up to roll the nipple that wasn't currently in his mouth while she rolled her hips.

"You feel fucking good." Dylan grunted against her chest as his hips started to get off rhythm beneath her, his orgasm building in the pit of his stomach.

"Baby, I think -" She gasped as her right hand shot out and pressed against the window behind them, sliding down the glass as her inner walls clenched and quivered around him.

"I'm right behind you, honey." Dylan growled before he bit her neck and gave her a firm thrust, cumming deep inside of her as her head fell to his shoulder.

The car was filled with their pants as they both came down from their highs. Her hands running over his buzzed hair while he kissed along her neck, his own fingertips caressing her thighs beneath her dress.

"I don't want to let you go." She whispered with a kiss to the side of his face.

"I don't either, but I have to get back. How about you let me go, head home and take a nice long bath, a nap and I'll bring us home some dinner? Then we can have it in bed, naked and finish where we left off in here." Dylan smiled as he rested his head back on the seat.

"That sounds nice, baby." She nodded.

"M'kay. Let me pull my pants back up and I'll walk you back to your car. You have no panties on. I don't want anyone stealing a look." Dylan winked with a quick kiss to her lips, beyond reluctant to let her leave but he was still at work and had a job to do.

But he would definitely be thinking about her at home in the bathtub while he got the remainder of his tattoos put on, certain he would feel his phone go off in his pocket a photo or two waiting for him.

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Brother's best friend (D.O'B)- Smut Pt.1

warnings⚠: smut (duh), spanking, fingering, cussing slight daddy kink, Dylan being a dick, angst at the ending, fighting, kinda slut shaming...that's it for now, lmk if i missed something.

Just a side note...there will be smut in pt.2 and i'll try to make it as detailed as i can😉

Everything  started the moment i walked on set to visit my brother, Tyler.

He was busy filming Teen Wolf season 4 and he asked me to fly out to Los Angeles to hang out with him on set for a bit.

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As i walked onto set,  Hollond came up and greeted me. Alot of the time, when i called my brother, one or two...or a few of his co-stars would be with him. That's how Holland and i met. We eventually got each others numbers and started chatting that way, so needless to say, i was so happy when i finally met her in person.

She took me all over set, showing me where everything is and telling me how everything worked etc. I met basically everyone, the only 3 people i haven't met yet, was Dylan O'Brien, my brothet and Tyler Hoechlin.

Holland eventually took me over to the trailers, where i greeted my brother. He was ecstatic when he saw me, Dylan O'Brien on the other hand, he was talking and laughing about something with Tyler, but his smile immediately dropped the moment he saw me. It wasn't always like this.

The first few weeks after we met, we got along great, but then out of nowhere, everyrime he was with tyler when i called, he would leave the room.

I have no idea what i did to make him upset,  but i just sort of excepted it. I still waved and smiled at him when me made eye contact, but he just went inside his trailer.

"What's up with him?" Holland asked

"I have no idea, we were just talking and making jokes." Tyler responded

"Maby he remembered he had to do something?" Holland said

"Yea, or maby he's a dick head who for some unknown reason just started ignoring me and started to be a total ass hat toward me." I said

Tyler and Holland turned their heads to me as soon as i started talking. They didn't even try to deny it, beacause they both know it's true.

"You know what, why don't we go over to Hoechlin's trailer?" Tyler asked

"Yea, sure." I said, putting a smile on my face.

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After i met Hoechlin...he's so incredibly nice by the way, Tyler and Arden was called to set.

Tyler told me that i could either watch him shoot the scene or i could just stay in his trailer. I did neither.

Instead, i just walked around on set and talked to a few people, before trying make my way to the bathroom, i got lost though.

As i turned the corner, i saw Dylan talking to Hoechlin. I know it's wrong to eavesdrop, but i couldn't help it.

"C'mon man, Holland told me that you've been avoiding Y/N." Hoechlin said

"No i haven't." Dylan said annoyed

"Don't bullshit me O'Brien. You two used to talk. Alot. But for some reason you started to avoid her and i wanna know why."

"Yea, we talked, but i just didn't see us going anywhere with the friendship, besides she's my bestfriends sister."

"Ofcourse you saw it going somewhere Dylan and i think that's exactly why you started avoiding her. She's your best friends sister, you started falling for her and you thought it could mess everything up."

"Oh please, i never saw anything happening between us. She's not even my type." Dylan said

"Mm, you keep telling yourself that man, but just know. If you're gonna keep acting like a total dick towards her, you're going to lose her." Hoechlin said before patting Dylan on his shoulder and walking away.

Dylan turned his head and watched Hoechlin, before turning his head again. We made eye contact, he looked pissed when he saw me. I ducked away, but then i heard him coming closer, so i bolted.

Somehow i managed my way to where all the trailers where, i found Tyler's and went inside, closing and locking the door behind me. I sat down on the couch he had in there and thought about what Dylan and Hoechlin said.

'Does or did Dylan like me.'  I thought to myself.

*knock, knock, knock*

"Shit." I whisper yelled.

"Y/N, open door please, i know you're in there." Dylan said

"Princess you better open this door, i'm staring to get pissed and i promise you, you do not want to see me pissed." Dylan said.

The pool between my leggs started growing. God, this wad not supposed to be turning me on.

"Why should i let you come in?" I asked, my voice came out in a slight whiper.

"Because i wanna talk to you."

"About what?"

"Open the door and i'll tell you."

"I open the dood if you tell me what you wanna talk about."

"You're making me mad princess."

After i took a few deep breathes, i unlocked the door and took a few steps back. After a moment the door opened and Dylan walked inside.

"See that wasn't so hard." He said, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked

"I wasn't." I said

"Liar."

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked again, walking closer to me, making me take a step back.

"I couldn't help it." I said, looking down.

"Mmm, good girl." Dylan said in a low voice.

The wettness between my leggs where probably dripping down my thighs by now.

"Why'd you run away?" Dylan asked.

I stayed quite.

"I asked, why.did.you.run away?" Dylan asked, he grabbed my face and forced me to look at him

"Why does it matter?" I asked

"You're in no position to ask the questions darling." Dylan said, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

"Oh yea, what makes you so sure?" I asked, a smirk also forming on my lips now. The slight smirk instantly disappeared and within a second i was pushed against the wall, Dylan's hand was now wrapped around my neck.

"God you're a little brat."

"Aww, what are you gonna do? Spank me?" I asked mockingly

"You know what, i think i am." Dylan said. Dylan practically threw me onto the couch. He walked over to me, sat down and threw me over his lap.

"Dylan what the fuck are you doing!" I yelled.

"I'm just doing what you suggested princess." Dylan said

"Oh my gosh, you son of a bitch." I said. Wrong move. Dylan grabbed my hair a pulled my head back.

"Let's make one thing very clear princess, you can only open that pretty little mouth of yours when you're screaming or moaning my name, when you're answering me or when you're begging. Got it." Dylan said, gripping my hair a little tighter

"Yes." I replied

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Dylan."

"Yes. What?"

"Yes, Sir?" I asked

"Good girl" Dylan said

I could feel his hand trailing up my leg and under my sun dress.

"Mmm a thong, you're clearly not as innocent as your brother makes you out to be."

"You're about to spank me Dylan, so can we please not talk about my brother?"

"What did i say?" Dylan said pulling my head back again?"

"Sorry, sir." I moaned

"I wanna hear you count okay." Dylan said

"Okay."

*smack*

"One"

*smack*

"Two"

And that's how it went untill i reached ten. A few tears escaped my eyes, but god did the sting on my ass feel good.

"Such a good girl." Dylan said as he rubbed my ass. Within a second my thong was moved to the side and Dylan had one finger inside my.

"Ah" i moaned at the unexpected feeling.

"Faster, please" i begged. Dylan just shushed me and kept moving his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace.

"So fucking wet princess." Dylan said in a low, deep voice.

"God Dylan, are you gonna keep moving so fucking slow or are you actually gonna fuck me?" I said out of frustration...bad move.

In a second, Dylan pulled out his fingers and i was on my hands and knees on the couch. Dylan then ripped my panties clean off.

"Hey! I actually liked those." I whined

"I'll buy you new ones." Dylan said, while getting undressed. As soon as he was done he slammed into me.

"Ahh!" I screamed

"Fuckin hell, you could've warned me."

"Where's the fun in that darling." Dylan said, spanking my ass. Then he started pounding into me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up so my back was against his front.

"So fuckin' tight princess." Dylan moaned in my neck.

"Fucking me so good daddy."

"Daddy huh?"

"You have your kinks, i have mine. Fuck." I moaned

Dylan kept pounding into me untill both of us eventually came. He pulled out of me and went to the bathroom.

Once he was finished, he came out and helped me get cleaned up as well.

He then handed me my clothes and we started getting dressed

*knock* *knock*

"Y/N! Why the hell is my door locked?" Tyler screamed from outside

"Shit?" I whisper yelled at Dylan

"Just hurry up and hide." Dylan whispered back

"Why the hell should i hide?"

"Fine, i'll hide, but you better make up a damn good excuse."

"Oh just go fucking hide."

Once Dylan was in the bathroom, he climed into the bath and hid behind the shower curtain.

I helped him, before going over to the door, unlocking it and opening it.

"Hey big bro, whatcha up to?" I said

"Why was the door locked."

"It's a habit, sorry."

"Mm, okay. Why did it take you so long to answer the door?" He asked, walking into the trailer and grabbing a water out of the fridge.

"Damn is this an interrogation? What's with all the questions?" I asked with a slight laugh.

"Yea, i guess your right." Tyler said.

"Anyway, do you wanna go get something to eat, i could invite Dylan and Holland to come too?" Tyler asked

"Uhh i-"

"Oh come on Y/N. Besides i know you and Dylan like eachother so."

"Correction, i used to like him, but he started getting distant and eventually stoped talking to me all together, now he keeps avoiding me." I said

"Oh, he never told me that."

"Guess you don't know eachother that well after all." I said

"But hey! We're both grown, so i think we could spend one evening together." I said smiling.

"You sure?"

"Totally! Now if you'll excuse me, i need to get ready." I said

"Okay, i have to do a re-shoot anyway, we can leave in about 2 hours?"

"Sounds good, goodluck with the re-shoot." I said, watching Tyler leave.

Once he was out of view, i let Dylan know.

"This dinner sounds more like a double date." Dylan said

"Do you want it to be double date?" I asked with a smirk

"Don't flatter yourself princess." Dylan said before kissing me on my forehead and opening the door to leave, but i grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Whoa, what the hell did you mean by that?" I asked, kinda offended.

"You're overthinking this Y/N."

"I don't think i am. I think you just wanted to fuck me and that that's the reason you stopped talking to me. You saw that i'm not going to make it easy."

"Well you made it pretty easy about an hour ago when i fingered you."

*slap*

"Screw you Dylan." I said. Dylan still had a hand on the side of his face were i slapped him, when he turned to me.

"What, can't handel the fact that you're a slut."

"Oh please Dylan, the only reason i let you fuck me, is because my date from two nights ago couldn't make me cum. Infact. You couldn't either."

"What, your saying that you faked it?" He asked, he looked pissed. He started walking towards me.

"Yes.i.am."

"What's going on here?" Tyler asked from the trailer door way.

"Uh, i was looking for you." Dylan said

"Uh huh." Tyler said, looking between me and Dylan.

"Were gonna do the re-shoot tomorrow."

"Oh that's great." I said, trying to act normal.

"So you guys still wanna go to dinner?"

"Yea" me and Dylan said at the same time

"Great, well uhh, get ready then."

"Oh shit yea."

With that, Dylan left and i went into the bathroom and got ready.

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YOU ARE DEFINITELY TELLING THE TRUTH ABOUT STILES OMG !! imagine him pounding into his girl… breeding her nice and good.. practically filling her to the brim… while suckling on her tits… omfg what a dream

yall are FEEDING ME !!

like imagine that : you hadn't necessarily thought about having a baby after you got married yk but during one of the outings with the pack, kira's asking if you wanted kids and you tell her that you did but you're not sure for stiles. honestly, you're kinda waiting for him. and he hears that !!

as soon as you get home, he's tearing your clothes off and just biting and sucking onto every piece of flesh he reaches. he's on his knees, sucking on your belly and biting it, raising on of your thighs and putting it over his shoulder to be able to access your pussy and just suck and slurp and lick it all over.

"fuck... you've been waiting for me... this whole time... waiting for me to fuck a baby into you as if i wasn't ready the moment i saw you..."

he gets up and looks at you with these eyes, the eyes he gave you on your honeymoon and the first time you both had sex. he's a hundred percent getting you pregnant tonight.

you end up laying on the bed with you legs parted wide for him to be able to just go to town, fuck loads after loads of cum into you. he can't help it, can't stop cumming. he'd been dreaming of seeing you full of his babies and now, you're saying that you want that too ??

"s-stiles ! fuck ! pussy's so full, so messy ! ah, fuck, fuck, fuck ! fuck, gimme more please ! needa... needa be filled ! more cum, please !"

he's just watching you beg with that proud smile on his face. his hands were to busy playing with your nipples, sucking and biting on them, imagining how big they'd get when you would be pregnant. he could already see them get so big and leaking milk through your shirt. he'd gladly help you get rid of a little bit of that. '

"fuck... made me your husband... and now you wanna have me put a baby in you ? bet one isn't enough either... oh fuck, your pussy's clear... you want twins, wanna be so full i'll have to carry you everywhere... your belly will be so big and full... all that from my cum alone... fuck, i can't wait to see you round and waddling around. you'll be perfect for this..."

hello 🥺🥺 idk if you're willing to do smut or anything nsfw, but i was wondering if you'd be willing to do something where u and stiles take each other's virginities?

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it was date night for you and stiles. aka the first time you’d been alone together in what felt like forever, even though it’d only been about a week. being friends with werewolves, banshees, and kitsunes came with its own challenges, and not getting any time to spend together just the two of you was one of them.

but tonight, a saturday, it was just you and him watching star wars. it was one of his favorite film franchises, and he’d been trying to get you to watch it for months. you finally gave in, and he brought over all of his dvds.

you were laying on the couch in his living room, his dad working overnight at the sheriff’s station.

you were laying on the edge with him behind you, his arm wrapped around your front. he had his head propped up in his palm to see over you.

it was going smoothly until you adjusted your position, unintentionally grinding into his crotch. you could immediately feel the energy in the room grow tense, awkwardness filling your bodies.

“sorry,” you mumbled, looking back to see a red stiles focusing on the tv. and that was when you could feel his growing erection pressing into your back.

“no, i’m sorry.”

he leaned in to kiss you, and you kissed him back. you reached up to place your hand on his cheek, pulling him closer.

only a second later, you were on your back with him between your thighs, kissing you softly. when his lips moved to your neck, you took in a deep breath.

“stiles,” you whispered, making him look at you. “neither of us have done this before.”

it was as if he remembered that both of you were virgins, and his demeanor changed. he got nervous and anxious, his breathing growing unsteady.

“do you not want to?”

you nodded quickly. “i do. i just... maybe we shouldn’t do this on the couch.”

“oh. good point.”

“you get the condoms, i’ll meet you in your room, yeah?”

this time, it was his turn to quickly nod, jumping off of you and practically sprinting upstairs with you close behind.

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your head hit his pillow, his body pressing you into the mattress. his lips met yours quickly as he ground into you. his hands reached up into your shirt and you gasped at the sensation of his icy fingers, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

kissing him made you feel lightheaded and flustered, fuzziness clouding your vision. his hands worked softly and slowly under the fabric, enjoying how your skin felt on his fingertips. he took in every inch of you, trying to memorize it. his kiss slipped back to your neck again, and they left tiny hickeys everywhere they touched.

you tugged on his soft hair to get him to come back up to your lips, then worked your way down his neck. he let out a shallow moan at the contact and shut his eyes, savoring the feeling of your mouth on his neck.

you kissed and licked, smiling as he slowly lost it. you reached down and tugged his shirt over his head, taking in the sight of his slightly-toned abdomen.

“my eyes are up here,” he joked, making you chuckle. you sat up slightly to take off your shirt, causing him to gulp at the view.

“my eyes are up here,” you mocked and he smirked, pushing you onto your back gently, kissing down your chest. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he kissed across your half-exposed breasts, cupping them as he did.

you arched your back and reached under you to unhook your bra, and that was when his breathing stopped.

“is something wrong?” you asked, nervousness laced in your voice.

“no,” he said quickly. “you’re just... so beautiful.”

you felt your cheeks go red as you giggled, pulling him back in for a kiss. he snaked his hands down to the waistband of your pants, slipping his hand into your underwear and dipping a finger under the fabric to feel how wet you were. you gasp at the contact, and he continued kissing you.

“stiles,” you moaned into his mouth, making a groan exit his. “shit... that feels good.”

“yeah?”

“mhm.”

a few seconds later, he pulled his hand out of your underwear, pulling the rest of your clothes off your body and tossing them onto the floor. you, out of habit, pressed your thighs together, hiding your lower body from his eyes.

he gently pulled your thighs apart, hungry yet kind eyes tracing your skin.

“why are you trying to hide from me?” he asked gently in the tone of voice that made your heart flutter. it wasn’t a commanding or rude tone, in fact just the opposite. it was gentle, concerned.

“because you’re the first person to see me naked in a long time.”

he dipped his head down and kissed your knee, maintaining eye contact with you.

“you don’t have to cover yourself. i promise.”

you nodded, and a split second later, he was on his stomach with his head between your legs.

“i, uh, don’t really know what i’m doing,” he confessed, making you giggle.

“it’s okay. just do what you think you should do.”

almost with hesitation, he licked a stripe up your clit, making you gasp involuntarily.

“did that feel good?” he asked with concern in his voice. you nodded, and he went back to work.

your body squirmed, your back arched, and your toes curled. moans tumbled from your lips and you reached down to tug his hair.

him being a virgin made you assume he had no idea what he was doing, but you were wrong. he knew exactly what to do, and he was damn good at it.

but it didn’t last long, as he pulled away less than a minute after starting.

“is something wrong?” you asked, noticing he was moving his jaw.

“my jaw hurts,” he said defeatedly.

you couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the way he said it, gripping his face and kissing him.

you pushed his pants and underwear down with your feet before wrapping your hand around his length, causing a shudder to run down his body. he squeezed his eyes shut as you continued kissing and stroking him, a desperate whine leaving his throat.

he reached over to the nightstand where he’d laid the box of condoms and pulled one out, all while trying not to knock the box onto the floor.

“do you know how to put one of those on?” you asked sarcastically, making him give you a look.

“i think i can figure it out.”

he looked back at you when it was on, and he leaned down to gently kiss you.

“are you sure about this?” he asked, making you smile.

“yes, stiles. i’m sure. do you want to?”

he gave you a look, as if to say ‘isn’t it obvious?’

“absolutely.” he reached down and lined himself up with your entrance, and you took in a deep breath. “ready?”

you nodded frantically. “yeah.”

he gently pressed into you, and you silently gasped, your eyebrows turning upward and your mouth dropping open. an involuntary moan filled his ears, which in turn made him groan.

once he bottomed out, he looked at you. “good?”

“good.” he kissed you for a moment, and he slowly pulled out before thrusting back in.

even though this was new, it was a thrilling sensation, one that made your stomach flip. your eyes stayed locked with his and his lips parted slightly, a groan low in his throat.

it was soft and slow, and you could feel every part of him — his skin against yours, his heartbeat in his chest, his hands, which were now gripping yours and holding them above your head.

one hand left yours and, a second later, you felt his fingers rubbing circles onto your clit, which made you jump. you let out a loud moan and he did the same in response, pulling you back in for another kiss.

“stiles, i think- i think i’m close.”

almost as if he knew exactly what to do, he picked up his pace to a fast but still gentle one. your knees pressed into his sides as the coil in your stomach built quicker than you anticipated it would.

you’d had orgasms before, considering you’d masturbated quite a few times. but none of the buildups for them had been anything like this one. this one was different.

it was like you were underwater, desperately trying to swim to the surface. you were kicking your feet and paddling your arms to the point they were on fire, fighting for that breath of air.

and then suddenly, you got to the surface.

your legs trembled like they never had before, your eyes were screwed shut tightly, and your hands gripped his shoulders, your nails digging into the skin.

it took everything in you not to scream out — not to scream his name.

and as swiftly as it’d started, it ended. he’d stopped his motions, allowing you to catch your breath.

you’d fantasized about your first time a lot, and in none of those fantasies did you cum. you figured whoever you’d lose it to would also be inexperienced, so you didn’t anticipate for them to be able to make you feel good.

but wow were you wrong.

“you good?” he breathed.

“so good,” you responded. “you feel so good, stiles. so good.”

starting his movements again, he went a bit faster now, but still slow enough to not overwhelm you. he pressed open mouthed kisses to your neck and jaw, moaning as he did so. you admired the sound, thinking his moan had to be the hottest sound you’d ever heard, and you could sense he was also close.

he moaned your name, which almost made you cum right then and there. as he came, his pace and rhythm changed to a choppy, quick one, compared to his smooth, gentle one.

he rested his forehead on yours as he finished, both of you panting loudly. neither of you moved for a few minutes, absorbing the fact that neither of you were virgins anymore.

a giggle formed in your throat and you smiled as he looked at you, chuckling to himself. he kissed you once more before pulling out of you slowly, which made you softly moan. when he was laying back down next to you, he reached down and gripped your hand.

neither of you spoke. and you rolled onto your side to rest your head on his shoulder.

“you okay?” he asked, still playing with your fingers.

“absolutely.”

“good.” he kissed the top of your head, wrapping his arm around you. “i’m glad you were my first.”

you looked at him. “me too.” he kissed you one last time before getting comfortable and closing his eyes, the two of you eventually drifting off to sleep.

Misunderstood Smiles - Dylan O'brien imagine

In which y/n is an actress and stars in a movie with Dylan's friend and fellow colleague, Cody Christian

"Stop whining, babe", i laugh and i push Dylan off my body so i can get up and get ready to go on set. I get up and take a moment to analyse his perfect naked body and smirk before going to the bathroom

"Since you like this view so much, you can stay here and take advantage of this beautiful morning." he says while pressing soft kisses on my shoulder, letting my bra strap fall loosely on my arm. I moan softly when i feel his bottom lip trace a long line on my neck, going over my sensitive spots and i gasp when his teeth bite small portions, sucking hard on some spots.

"Love, you're leaving hickeys. I can't show up on set with them.", i say disappointed and i turn around to kiss Dylan's lips. He kisses me back desperately, hand on my neck, while his tongue entangles with mine in sweet, passionate motions.

"I hate this day, baby", he says and places a kiss on my forehead, pulling me into a big hug. Today I'm supposed to film a naked scene with Cody. We've starred in other movies together, but our characters were never that much of love interests. In this one... Well, let's say things get way too heated. Before Dylan i was more than ok with this type of scenes because they're fun and you can build very beautiful friendships after that, as hard as it is to believe.

"You'll be there with me, tho, you'll see nothing else happens. And it's Cody, you've known him for such a long time, he has a beautiful girlfriend-"

"Yeah, but he's still touching you. He's gonna touch your legs, your breasts, your ass. He's gonna see you naked and that makes go crazy.", Dylan exhales and exists the bathroom. I follow him and try as much as i can to calm him down.

30 minutes later, we're on our way to the set and i become nervous because of Dylan's presence. I have acted with him watching me before, but it was so hard to concentrate, this time will be even worse.

As we got there, Cody and another costar greeted us.

"Hey, man, what's up!", Cody hugs Dylan and I'm happy to see that he is actually smiling and enjoying seeing Cody after such a long time. "I missed you so much, how have you been?", he asks Dylan while hugging me

"I've been great, i have a new movie coming soon, how are you?", Dylan answers and i grab his hand, being now in the middle of the two boys.

"I'm great, 2 movies on the way, another season of All American, things are awesome.", Cody says excited and he smiles at me, blushing. I feel Dylan tense in the embrace of our hands, and i look up at him to see him looking directly in front of us.

I get changed for the scene and i kiss Dyl before getting on set. Cody smiles when he sees me and i feel a bit insecure because I'm only wearing black laced underwear and a t shirt that barely covers my ass. His eyes travel from me to his friend and shakes his head, smirking. I blush, feeling the tension build in the room between the three of us.

The director announces us to start and i get in the skin of the character right away.

"What are you doing here, Sam? Like, seriously, you're in my bedroom", i ask Cody, while walking slower towards him, using one of my best sensual voices, since i have to make him fall in love with me

"I'm here to talk to you. Your parents let me in before they left. I guess they don't know how you spend your evenings dressed like", he laughs lightly and i try my best not to break into laughter

"Well, you're here, talk", i sit on the bed, slowly leand backwards, checking him out from head to toe. I cross my legs and i know he can see half of my ass, which makes his eyes grow wide. He takes off his jacket and i try not to look surprised, because that wasn't in the script. "Getting hot already?", i try to save the scene before the director could say cut and Cody looked at me with raised eyebrows, getting the idea of what I'm doing.

"The way you present yourself right now is hard not to get hot", he says and comes closer to me, uncrossing my legs and moving his hands slowly until he reaches my waist. He lifts me towards him and turns us around, so he is now sitting on the bed and I'm on his lap. I look deep into his eyes and i can see the lust in his eyes. It is a pretty moment, I'm not gonna lie.

"Let's get hotter and sweaty then", i kiss him hard and he bites my lip before kissing my neck and uncovering my ass. He places his hands on both cheeks and starts moving me front and back, creating a nice friction between our bodies. I take off his shirt and he quickly follows my action, leaving me half naked. He's taken aback by my breasts and stutters for a second, before kissing them and returning to my lips. Cody turns us again, and i unbuckle his pants, taking them down, chuckling when i see him hard in his boxers. He rolls his eyes unnoticeably, not to break character, throws his pants away from the bed and starts grinding his member on mine. I moan when he begins to make me sensitive and the director shouts to get to the next part and get actually naked.

We do and the scene cuts a few moments later, after Cody and i fake having sex.

I put a robe on, Cody doing the same and we smile at each other before going different ways. I go to Dylan and he is a boiling mess.

"What was that?", he asks angry and i get serious immediately

"The scene i was telling you about", i say and grab a water bottle from the table of goodies we have there

"No, not that. Why were you smiling at each other like that? Did you enjoy it that much?", he arranges his hair nervously and i can't help but hold a smile back

"The smile? Baby, we were smiling because we don't need a take 2. We were happy we got it from the first try", i say and i hug him, looking at him. "It feels so much better with you"

"Well, obviously.", Dylan smiles and hugs me back, kissing my lips softly. "You guys did a great job, love. But if he touches you again like that, I'm gonna have him become a Nogitsune", we laugh harder and head towards Cody who was also coming towards us

"I'm sorry for that, dude. I know how long it took you guys to finally get together and I'm the one filming something like this with her", he apologises and i look up at dylan, who was smiling

"Don't worry man. It's all good. Unless you actually touched her when you shouldn't have, we're good"

"No, definitely not.", Cody assures and soon after we finish the whole day of filming.

"I'm exhausted.", i say as i jump on the bed and lay there, rising my head to look at Dylan

"Too bad, I'm actually going to need you", he says with a deep voice and hovers over me, kissing my neck, feeling his hands wonder on my body. He takes off my pants, quickly removing my t-shirt and cupping my breasts, kissing them.

"Someone's needy", i smile and i moan when i feel him kiss down my stomach, reaching my panties, kissing lightly on my area, before kissing my thighs

"After what i witnessed today, i have to make sure you're going to think of me all the time", he says as he puts my panties on the side and inserts his middle finger in me. I gasp and i try to concentrate on an answer

"I always think of you baby"

He inserts another finger and i moan, making him add his tongue to the mixture.

"Dylan, oh Gosh", i say, and i motion his head towards my area, so he would use his Tongue more

"Say it again", Dylan almost growls and his voice turns me on even more, so i obey immediately

"Dylan..", i moan and i feel getting wetter and wetter

"Baby, I'm breaking you tonight", he says as he gets undressed in seconds and wastes no time in entering me

Gifs not mine

Can you PLEASE do a breeding kink concept with Dylan? You guys go to Disney and see all these kids & it just hits him how much he wants kids with you !! Thank you!! And I hope you have fun @ Disney 🤍🤍

Happiest Place On Earth

Pairing: Dylan O'Brien X Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut mentions

A/N: I didn't use as much smut as I wanted to with this one... felt odd. But I hope it's not terrible for you!

A Disney Adult they called you. But in full honesty, Disney made you feel like a kid again, like all your worries and concerns for the future just washed away while you were there. Dylan thought you were crazy at first, but after seeing the way your entire demeanor changed the second you heard the entrance music play through the courtyard, something in him broke.

He always wanted a family, wanted kids. But never had he wanted them so badly, not until watching you in the happiest place on earth, surrounded by mothers and fathers enjoying it just as much as their rugrats running through the streets. He imagined him doing the same.

As you walked down Main street, your friends drifted off towards the food stands to the left, you felt an arm wrap around your middle. The smell of Dylan’s cologne wafted through your senses as his voice lowly hummed the song playing throughout the park, sending a smirk crossing over your features as he pulled you close.

“You are right,” He smiled into the side of your head, lips pursing into your hair as he inhaled your fresh scent. “This is a magical place. It’s making me want to make a little magic with you as well.”

Your eyes grow at the comment, surprised that he would be thinking of such things at a time like this. You knew he had a thing for starting a family, with the few times he let it known how much he wanted to fill you up and see you grow for nearly 10 months. But this time, he was different. He was pushy.

You weren’t one to complain about this change in him. You were going to have the time of your lives today, to be kids again. But that night, when you were alone in the solitude of his place… it was game on. You didn;t make it through the front door before his fingers were aching to slip beneath your panty line. His lips were already devouring your neck once the car was safely in park.

It was a long night. A long, loud night.