I Wish I Could Control Myself Better Around You, But When I See You, All I Want To Do Is Rip Your Clothes

“I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and fuck you.” for Archie cuz yum

He came back from the business trip worse for wear. Apparently things had gone a bit awry with the client. The deal hadn’t been made and apparently one of Archie’s boys had been shot in the foot, but other than that, they all made it out of Ireland rather unscathed. 

He made it back late – you’d stayed up on the couch, tuning into late-night comedy shows and enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in one of Arch’s old dress shirts and comfy socks. At the sound of the front door’s lock jingling with keys, your heart leaps into your throat.

You pull yourself up and quickly pad over to the door, eyes wide as Archie stagger in out of the rain. You grin and feel your cheeks heat up.

“You’re back!”

His head snaps up, eyes bright as you run down the corridor and hop into his arms. He catches you, swinging you up into his arms. You hug his neck, kissing his cheeks and not caring if he’s soaked from the rain. His hands are cold as they wrap your legs around his waist. They brush along the skin of your thigh and you shiver.

“I missed y’,” he mumbles against a slow kiss. 

Climbing down from his arms, you help him with his jacket and hang it while he kicks off his shoes. You’re met with hands on your waist, skimming up the fabric of the dress shirt. “Nice shirt.”

“Thanks, it’s not mine,” you chide. A wandering hand moves to cup your breast under the shirt and you bite your lip as Arch’s mouth dips to the juncture between your shoulder and neck. He can’t help it – you’ve been on his mind ever since he’s left. Those pictures you’d sent him the other night in that new lingerie set hadn’t helped.

“I wish I could control myself better around y’, but when I see y’, all I want t’ do is rip your clothes off an’ fuck you,” it’s a hoarse whisper and you practically moan in his arms.

“Well, now’s your chance, hot-shot.”

She strikes fear into Aurora even from another dimension

Harry Hart- im not hurting you am I? Fluffy!

NSFW MEME —

The slight and painful hitch in your breath are what makes him stop.

“Y/N? Darling? I’m not hurting you, am I?” 

The two of you had been elated and passionate just a moment ago, but any ambiguity disappears once he realizes he might be hurting you. He was so fucking desperate for you, tripping twice on the way to the bedroom and getting tangled up in his trousers because he couldn’t wait to be inside you.

He was almost seated to the hilt inside you before you’d tensed, and not in the good way. Your beautiful face was scrunched up in discomfort, eyes fluttering open when Harry brushed his thumb along your jaw. “Darling?” 

“I- I’m okay… just-”

“It’s been a while? Me too.”“- nothing about you is particularly small.” 

You ended up talking on top of each other, blinking in disbelief while Harry muffled his laughter in your shoulder. He hadn’t been with too many people before in his life, but the fact that the two of you were laughing together during your first time merely cemented the fact that he’d known for a while now.

He loved you. Harry Hart was in love with you.

Can I request “ I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to cum. “ and with the best boy Merlin

Here you go Anon!

   Merlin could be an utter bastard when the mood took him. He would get this look in his eyes that made you wary every time. Maybe you missed it; it was hard to look at anything else when he was licking your cum from his fingers.

  Seconds later he was sliding deep inside of your, seating himself to the hilt. You groaned and tilted your hips up to meet him. His movements were slow and measured. A rolling thrust paired in with a smooth pulling out. Worst of all was what he was saying, his accent heavy with lust.

   “Fuck. You look gorgeous, love. Spread open for me, your thighs already wet from my fingers.” If he’d been fucking you harder, faster, you knew his cock would be making obscene noises from just how wet you were. But he kept up his maddening pace. “An’ your nipples are so hard, just begging for attention.” He leaned down to take one in his mouth. Merlin scrapped it with his teeth and you shuddered. “But most of all,” He whispered, letting on of your legs go to reach between you and thumb your clit. Your hips rocked up to chase his fingers. Your orgasm was building, and it was going to be a good one. “I love it when your grab the sheets when you’re about to come.”

   You gasp out a laugh that dissolves into a moan. He was right. You release the sheet you’d been clutching in your fists and pull him down to you to kiss him hungrily.

Can we get some harry hart x ginger maybe?

I’m sorry, but I only write reader inserts! 

If any of my followers know of someone who would be willing to write Harry x Ginger, help the anon out?