Okay Just A Thought But How Do We Feel About Milf! Reader And Toyboy! Phil???

okay just a thought but how do we feel about milf! reader and toyboy! phil???

hello,

I love your writings on Bradley!! And I wanted to ask if you could write about Bradley who comes out with the Reader who is a model and famous. Bradley is crazy in love with her and very possessive!

Mine

Bradley Cooper x famous! reader

synopsis - Bradley and his girlfriend go to an event for his movie when, one of his co-stars make a move on her.

warnings - Possessive! Bradley, guy being kinda pushy (ew) and dirty talk (barely any so don’t get excited 🫣).

authors note - Ah my heart you guys are too sweet 🤭, I love this request so much. I had to add this photo because he looks TOO fine and I thought it fit the theme :) So sorry this is coming out so late but I hope you love it!

please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342

Brad’s gonna kill him.

You’re at an event with your boyfriend Bradley for his new movie. As soon as you got out of the car people were going crazy: Girls screaming, paparazzi and interviewers calling your names, trying to get one second of your attention.

You pair have been dating for a long time now.

It all started when he was invited to a runway show you were modelling in. Your very first one as well. He sat front row and couldn't take his eyes off you the entire time. This didn't go unnoticed by the press.

It was everywhere. "Bradley Cooper in love with new runway model!", "Brad getting heart eyes over new model!" and many more.

You ignored these articles as you assumed he was like every other famous person you knew. Selfish, big headed and ignorant. You didn't want to mix with people who behaved like that, modelling was your main focus and if people didn't like that, they knew where the door was.

He tried asking you out numerous occasions but you were very strong willed and always said no. Until one day, you finally gave in and said yes. And it was the best night you had in a while.

You soon realised that he wasn't like other people you had met, he seemed very down to earth and caring. You couldn't help falling for him.

Now here you are years later, happier than ever with a boyfriend who treats you like a goddess.

Bradley is so obsessed with you and he is not afraid to show it. Like last week, a brand invited you to the launch of it's new product and obviously you took him with you. Instead of being in the photos with you he was standing with the paps taking his own photos of you. As soon as you got home he made you pick your favourite one, it's now printed and inside his wallet.

You love each other so much and the world loves it to. Every week there's a news article about you and the fans love it.

You walk together hand in hand waiting to get your photos taken when you notice him staring at you.

"What?" You say softly.

"You are so beautiful sweetheart." He’s completely captivated by you. You feel your face heat up and you look away from him. Even after all these years, he could still make you blush like a teenager.

You get called up to have a photo by yourselves and with the main cast. You notice one of Brad's co-workers staring but you think nothing of it. When your done having your photos taken, you walk over to the bar and dining area.

Brad being the gentleman that he is offered to get your drinks and sent you over to a tall table to wait for him.

You pull out a compact mirror from your purse checking your appearance when you see the same man from earlier walking over to you. He has a grin from ear to ear plastered in his face. He swoops around to the other side of the table and leans on it, trying to act like he’s not posing.

“Hello there beautiful.” He flirts.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” You try and hide your smirk when you see a falter in his facade.

“No but I’d sure like to get to know you.” He says suggestively, looking you up and down as if you were a piece of meat.

“Oh really?,” he nods, “I don’t think my boyfriend would like that very much.”

“Boyfriend? I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. Where is he?”

“Right behind you.” You have to stop yourself from laughing when you see the look of absolute fear on the man’s face.

“B-Brad I did-”

“Care to tell me why you’re harassing my girlfriend?” He cuts him off. If you weren’t in this situation right now you would throw yourself at him because of how sexy he looks. He’s always sexy but there’s something about him being possessive that really gets you going.

“If I had known I’m so-” You smirk over the fact that he’s digging himself a deeper hole.

“Oh so, since it’s MY girlfriend you’re apologising but if it was any other innocent women you would have no issues pouncing on her.” The man looks lost for words.

“I- I-” He stutters.

“I-I,” Bradley mocks, “ if I catch you anywhere near her, or any other woman here I’ll make sure you’re carried back to your hotel room. Got it?” He’s merely inches away from his face now.

“Loud and clear. I’m sorry.” He apologises towards you. Bradley watches him and when he’s far enough away he turns his attention towards you.

“Are you okay honey?” He asks, his eyes full of concern.

“Yes I’m fine,” he looks at you not convinced, “ really I’m okay.” You place a tentative hand on his arm and squeezed in a soothing manner.

“Good.” He leans down to give you a tentative kiss on the lips. You go to deepen the kiss when he pulls away.

“You wanna get outta here?” He asks with a smirk.

You respond by grabbing his hand and dragging him over to the valet, he laughs. You smile on response and lean up to his ear.

“That was so sexy, as soon as we get home i’m ripping your clothes off..” This makes him laugh harder. When the car arrives your shoving him in, eager to go home and show Brad how much you love him.

Daddy's home

baby daddy phil x reader

synopsis - phil picking up your daughter but his car breaks down and is insisting to stay the night.

warnings - MDNI 18+ content, masturbation (F), being caught, Oral (F receiving), P in V and slightly possessive!Phil.

authors note - *insert 'Hey Daddy' by Usher* - p.s this was waaay longer than i expected it to be so sorry not sorry :)

please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342

He's late again.

You'd think after nearly a year he would have the drop off and pick up times down to a tee but no.

Your daughter was sat watching her favourite tv show whilst you paced in front of your window, constantly checking your phone for any new texts or calls but that was wishful thinking.

This is always how it goes. He turns up late, blames traffic, flirts with you and he always tries to get his 'goodbye kiss from both his girls' whilst you’re shoving him out the door.

You and Phil have known each other since high school. You've always been pulled to each other like a moth to a flame. Always on and off, one week you'd be the happiest couple on campus and the next you were screaming at each other in between classes.

This constant cycle followed you all the way through college too until, you ended up seeing those two pink lines. When you told him he was over the moon. However, the novelty of family life wore off three months in and you came up with this co-parenting plan that you have to this day.

Being too caught up your thoughts, you didn't hear his car pull up on your drive. It's only when he knocks on the door you actually realise he's here.

"You're late. Again." You say opening the door.

"Aww, now that's not a nice way to greet me. Is it sweetheart?" He says looking you up and down, and licking his lips.

"Don't call me that and stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" He replies, changing his position to leaning on the door frame with his signature smirk plastered on his face.

You gulp and feel a shudder spread it’s way down your spine.

"She's waiting for you in the living room." You manage to get out, trying to avoid his gaze.

He chuckles and enters the house but not without "accidentally" brushing his hand against your arm. You take a deep breath in trying to compose yourself because you were not letting him know what kind of effect he still has on you. Even though, you're almost 100% sure he knows.

"Hey baby, ah daddy missed you so much. Have you been taking care of mommy like a good girl hm?" He coos to your daughter, looking straight into your eyes.

"Here's her bag," you hand him a pink bag with all of her things, "I need her back here by two on Friday. It has to be two it can't be any later." You declare.

"Yeah, yeah i know." He mutters still looking at you.

"Good. Bye baby mommy loves you so much, i'll see you Friday," you give her a kiss on the cheek, " be good for daddy." You hear him take a sharp inhale after that last statement.

He makes his way out the house and you stand in the doorway to wave goodbye. But when Phil tries to start the car up it backfires. You see his confused expression as he tries again and does the same thing.

After a couple attempts he opens the car door and makes his way to the other side to get the baby out.

"What do you think you're doing?" You shout out to him.

"I'm gonna have to spend the night," sensing you're about to retaliate he continues, "no one’s gonna come out this late just to check the engine. It's only one night. I'll sleep in the guest room and i'll deal with her if and when she wakes up okay?"

"Okay." You sigh, giving in.

"Good girl." He says walking past you and into the house.

It's gonna be a long night.

...

It's only when you hear your daughter go down for the night and the guest bedroom door close you can finally relax. You don't know how he does it but even after all these years, he still gets you hot under the collar. In more ways than one.

"Fuck." you whispered. All this time you were thinking about Phil and now your panties had a small damp patch. You decided to just ignore it and go to sleep but it wasn't that easy.

After lots of tossing and turning you chose to just give in. Reaching your hand down you began to rub slow circles on your clit through your panties, letting out a sigh of relief.

You began to think about Phil. Every little detail that you know and love. His soft hair that you loved to grab and slightly pull when he was eating you out. His beautiful ocean blue eyes that would burn holes into your back when he was pounding you from behind. His hands. God you loved those hands. The way they would be an expert at everything they did and the veins that lightly protruded through the skin.

You began to rub faster and harder. Panting now. But there was something missing. Without realising, you broke into a small chant of his name. Barely whispering it as if it were a secret you wouldn't even tell the devil.

"Phil.. Phil," they started to get louder and louder with each one, "Phil.."

"Yes?" A voice in the dark whispered back.

You squealed, immediately sitting up and turning your dim, bed side lamp on. Seeing him stood there with no shirt on and grey sweatpants with a growing tent in them.

"What the hell are you doing!" You spoke, not too loudly to not wake the baby.

"Oh baby, how iv'e missed those sounds God, you have no idea." he states walking closer to the bed.

"Phil, I-I can ex-"

" There's no need. Just," he takes a deep breath, "lift up the covers and let me see what we're dealing with mkay?" He says raising an eyebrow.

"Wha- What? No!"

"Come on, stop kidding yourself. We both know you need me and I need you. Just one more time hm? for old times sake?" He says now sat on the end of the bed.

The more you think about it, one more time wouldn't hurt. It would get it out of your system and maybe you would finally be able to move on from each other.

"Okay." You breathe out. He looks at you whilst licking his lips.

"That's my girl"

Wasting no time he instantly leans over connecting your lips as his hands find sanctuary in your hair and yours on his chest. He slowly moves forward laying you down in the process and began kissing, nipping and sucking your neck. Your breaths turning into pants.

You feel his hands pushing the bottom of your shirt up, indicating that he wants it off. You carefully lift yourself up and take the shirt off revealing to him that you are wearing no bra.

"Jesus fucking Christ" he mumbles, staring right at your chest. He looks up at you his eyes never leaving yours as he begins kissing your right boob with his hand groping the left.

He smirks when he begins to hear the soft whimpers leaving your mouth. He then takes your nipple into his mouth and began to lightly suck it, now pinching the other one with his index finger and thumb. He switches over repeating the process.

He slowly starts to kiss down your stomach and kisses the stretch marks that were left behind after your daughter.

"You're beautiful. Every single inch of you." He declares looking into your eyes. He goes further down until he kisses your clit through your panties.

You suck in a deep breath as he smiles looking at your face. He slowly pulls down your panties but then wastes no time latching on to your clit and sucking.

He lets out a deep groan and you give him a quiet moan in return. He then shoves his index and middle finger into you beginning to move them in and out of your sopping cunt.

"Oh fuck.." You whimper.

"I know baby, I know.. But I gotta prep you it's been a while." He murmurs back to you.

"Phil, please.. I need you," you sigh deeply, "now."

"Yes ma'am." He says whilst pulling his pants and boxers down. You sit up lightly and your eyes widen. You could never forget how big he is but it still takes the breath from your lungs.

He rubs the tip along your slit then slowly pushes himself in. You both let out a moan at the same time as he fills you up. He starts to move in and out of you slowly, testing the waters.

When he realises you're okay he starts to move faster and harder, knowing exactly what gets you going. Your moans, his grunts and the sound of skin slapping, being the only thing you can hear.

"Fuck what I said before," he says through gritted teeth, "i'm not going anywhere. Oh shit. You're mine and i'm yours."

"Phil," you moan, "i'm getting close." You wrap your legs around his torso and dig your nails into his back.

"I know, shit, me too baby. Me too." He brings his hand in between your bodies to rub your clit. You let out a loud whine in response.

"At the same time, okay." He stated.

He begins to rut into your faster, his fingers also speeding up. Your nails dig deeper into his back as he shoves his head into your neck. His moans and whimpers being right next to your ear.

"Oh fuck..Phil."

"Let go baby, let go." As soon as he says that your eyes roll back into your head, letting the pleasure take over you.

"Fuck." He drawls out as his cum fills you up.

He pulled your panties and pj bottoms back up and slumped beside you, tucking you into his side.

"I meant every word i said, i'm done with this bullshit we're meant to be together and you know it." He declares.

"Can we at least go out on a date first?" You question.

"Woah, that might be pushing it." He says, hiding his smirk.

"Phil." You scold.

"I'm fucking with you," he chuckles, "of course we'll go on a date." He finishes with a peck on your lips

"But you're paying" You slap him on the chest, trying not to smile, as he laughs.

But daddy I love him

Dbf! Phil Wenneck x reader

synopsis - An innocent, family friendly barbecue soon turns dirty at the return of your fathers best friend from college..

warnings - MDNI 18+ content, Age gap (reader is 19, Phil is in his early 30s), (VERY) fast paced, thigh riding (kinda), Phil talking you through it, daddy kink and unprotected sex.

authors note - This post is in celebration of 100 followers 🎉 I can’t thank you all enough, so sorry again for my absence. I will hopefully be posting (semi-) regularly again, let me know what you thought of this in the comments and my requests are always open ❤️

please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342

Oh. My. God

Your jaw almost drops to the floor with how wide you open it. You don't believe it's him when he first walks through the door, it's been so long since you’ve seen him. Too long in fact.

Phil Wenneck. Your dad’s best friend in college, you haven’t seen him since you were thirteen and he moved away to LA. Even back then you had a childish crush on him.

But now that childish crush was replaced by a salacious need. His eyes raked down your body, his tongue poking through his cheek. It seemed your lust for him was very much reciprocated. You walk over to him, slightly popping your chest out, and as you got closer you noticed his signature smirk plastered on his face.

"Well haven't you grown up?" He says, eyes never leaving your chest.

"I could say the same to you." You retaliate, he chuckles.

"See you still have the same attitude." He takes a swig from his beer. You focus on the way his adam apple bobs, your core clenching.

"And you're still a raging ass." He lets out a real laugh after that, it's quickly become your new favourite sound.

"You kiss your daddy with that mouth." He straightens, towering over you.

"Wouldn't you like to know," you smile up at him, "i'm gonna go inside. Maybe get a snack, wanna come with?" His eyes scan over your face, licking his lips as he nods.

You make sure to sway your hips when walking to the kitchen, knowing he would be tracing your every move. He scans your surroundings as you open the fridge door and say:

"What do you want fruit? Chips and di-" He grips your waist and presses his lips against yours. You immediately wrap your arms around his neck and lace your fingers in the hair at the base of his skull.

He groans into your mouth and places his thigh between your legs, you moan at the contact.

"You like that huh?" He says against your lips, sharing breaths. You nod your head, face scrunched in pleasure.

"Yeah I thought so," he slowly starts to guide your hips over his thigh, "you want me to take you right here? Bend you over the counter and pound my cock into you with everybody outside? Huh?"

"Please Phil.." You breath.

He claims your mouth again and lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He takes you into the bathroom places you down on the counter.

"Take off your shirt." He says whilst turning to lock the door. You follow his instructions and strip out of your tank top.

He turns back around and you swear he moans at the sight.

"Look at you baby," he grabs them, "but how about we get this off too hm?" He reaches behind and unclasps your bra, letting it fall to the floor. He groans grabbing your boobs and pinching your nipples.

"Phil, stop teasing," you gasp as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth, "please...daddy."

He froze, you instantly panic worried you've scared him off until-

"Say it again." He rasps, eyes consumed with lust.

"Daddy-" He rips your shorts off, along with your panties and his pants. He pumps his dick a few times before rubbing the tip on your clit. You groan at the same time until he pulls back.

"Shit, are there any cond-"

"I'm on the pill, I was tested last week and it came back negative." You cut him off, he smirks back at you and rests his forehead on yours before slowly sliding into you. You gasp, he was big.

"Holy shit.." You moan, as he begins to thrust into you mercilessly.

"Yeah," he groans, "bet you've never had a dick this big before huh?" You rapidly shake your head, moving your hands underneath his shirt and rake your nails down his back.

His hand reaches down to rub and pinch your clit, you squirm underneath him.

"Come on baby give it to me," he rasps, "y'gonna cum for daddy hm.." He trails off getting lost in the way your pussy is clenching, pulling him in deeper.

"Fuck, daddy please." You feel the knot in your lower stomach begin to tighten. You claim his lips with yours once more as his other hand reaches up to pinch your nipple.

You throw your head back, mouth wide open with lewd noises spilling from it. Phil takes the opportunity to kiss and suck on your neck. You're certain there will be hickies left there for you to cherish this moment later.

He pounds into you relentlessly, knowing how close you are. You wouldn't be surprised if you were drawing blood with how deep your digging into his back. Your moans are getting louder and louder. His hand rubs faster on your clit and his head leans down, mouth clasping around your nipple.

"Fuck, Phil!" You cry out, legs shaking as the pleasure ripples through.

"That's it honey, that's it, good girl." He encourages, his hands gently rubbing your thighs. He allows you to come down from your high before picking you up and flipping you over. Your front pressing against the counter.

"Now," he slowly starts to thrust again, "two more."

You look at him through the mirror and give him a dopey smile, knowing you have a long night ahead of you.

Hii! I’m the one who wrote the request and I LOVEEE IT. Im glad you made it less angsty more dramatic cuz that was what I wanted I just didn’t know how to word it😭 ANYWAYS love it sm :)

Ahhh! hi love! i’m so glad you loved it, i literally gasped out loud at that request. i was like omg this is the best thing ever <3

umm hey..long time no see 😅

(just came back to say new fic will be coming out by next week 😘)