SPIDER-MAN: No Way Home (2021)Tobey Maguire & Andrew Garfield

SPIDER-MAN: No Way Home (2021) Tobey Maguire & Andrew Garfield

Only Need 10 ¬ Andrew G.

Kinktober Surprise Addition Plot - Before going onto a talk show to promote your new film, Andrew decides to help you warm up Genre - Smut ♧ {16+ Only} Pairing - Andrew Garfield x Actress!Fem!reader Notes/Warnings - Quickie, fwb relationship to maybe more, oral (Fem receiving) for a second, choking, unprotected sex (dont be stupid like them irl), creampie, mirror. Word Count - 1k

Gliding a final coat of lip-gloss onto your puckered lips, you inspect your makeup for a fleeting moment before a sharp knock on the door pulls you away.

"Come in"

The familiar face of you co-star strutting through the doorway catches your attention in the mirror. His normally messy hair was perfectly tamed, a crisp button-up shirt with rolled up sleeves accentuated his lean arms. Andrew was an attractive man on a usual basis but now, he was dangerously handsome and worst of all, he knew it.

Placing a teasing hand on your shoulder, his fingertips begin to trace your exposed collarbone, sending tingles throughout your body. The smirk plastered on his face was one you knew all too well, he wanted some relief.

This arrangement the both of you had was started on a drunken evening whilst filming. Wine was poured, clothes were discarded and pleasure was the main focus. From then, you and the brunette had a co-stars with benefits arrangement and often, there were times where you couldn't resist even when you should.

"Andrew, we are literally in a dressing room and going on live television in 15 minutes!"

Dragging his fingers carefully up your exposed neck, he wrap his veiny hand against your neck before bringing his lips down to your ear, "Good thing I only need 10." And with that, he had you.

Rising from the chair with such speed, the velvety seat fell with a thud before being pushed out of the way. Andrew drank in your appearance, as if deciding which part to divulge in first. Eyes landing on your lips before slamming his own mouth with your lip-gloss coated one. A clash of tongues and lips as his hands worked down your body to grab the ends of your dress, raising it inch by inch until finally, your exposed cunt was revealed.

Letting a groan at your lack of panties, "God, I love dresses where you can't wear anything underneath. Truly heaven sent."

Dropping to his knees, you feel delicate kisses being placed against your inner thigh causing you to tense with anticipation. The warmth of his tongue against your aching clit sent waves of pleasure flooding to your wettening core as you reached to grab tuffs of his hair. Moans and whimpers fell from your lips as Andrew quickened his pace, flickering his tongue against your clit as making you fall a part in ways he has before.

Gently slipping a single digit into your tight hole, he momentarily stops to speak, causing you to groan at the lack of stimulation. "Fuck, you taste so good. Could be done here for hours but I need to be in this tight pussy of yours." Feeling you clench around his finger at those words, he places a fleeting kiss on your throbbing clit before standing up to take your lips back in his.

Andrew moves his attention to your exposed neck, with an array of kisses and delicate bites. Whimpering for more, you begin to busy your hands with undoing his belt. Finally, his aching cock was free from its constraints and was begging to be inside of your glistening core.

"Still think you can make me cum in time?"

Without responding to your teasing jest, the actor spins you to face the mirror as he impales you from behind. His length filling you so deliciously that you couldn't contain the string of moans tumbling from your mouth as he starts pounding into you with a dangerous pace.

"That's it. You always take me so well and look so pretty whilst do it." Gripping your jaw, he forces your face to watch yourself in the mirror. "Watch as I ruin you."

The scene the mirror displayed was filthy. Andrew's eyes taken with storms of lust as his faces contorts into moments of pleasure mixed with his cockiness of your need for him. As the lanky man thrusted into you at such as rapid pace, you took in your own appearance. Pupils blown with lust, gentle marks decorating your neck and lip-gloss smeared across your lips.

Feeling your pleasure build up as your orgasm threatens to erupt. Unconsciously you clench around him, bringing him closer to his own climax. Staggered pants emit from the Brit's lips as you feel his thrusts start to weaken and become more sporadic.

Wrapping a tight hand across your throat, your eyes connect with his in the mirror. "Are you going to be a good girl and cum with me?"

"Fuck, yes. Yes, I'm gonna cum"

As if your words gave him a boost, he rammed into you with a vigorous pace causing your orgasm to flood over you in an explosion of pleasure. Chants of his name mixed with unfinished moans acted as his final motive, pushing deeply inside of you before letting his own high out. Your soaking cunt milked his throbbing cock as the two of you heard the studio bell ring, alerting everyone that they had 60 seconds till the show started.

Slipping his softening length out, he watched as a small stream of his seed trailed down your plump pussy and down your thigh. Through his exhausted breaths, he smirked at the sight of you. He ruined you in 10 minutes.

As you tried to quickly regain yourselves and attempt to look presentable, you realised that Andrew's marks on your neck hadn't been as inconspicuous as you thought.

"Really? You just had to leave hickies?"

"Yeah, a beautiful neck like yours should be decorated"

Rolling your eyes in annoyance, you can't help but notice the heat rising to your cheeks. Carefully reapplying your lip-gloss, you feel Andrew's hands snake around your waist.

"Is it bad that I'm happy you are about to go on National TV with hickies on your neck and my cum leaking out of you?"

You felt butterflies at his admission but deciding to taunt him, you placed a short kiss onto his lips before answering, "Not a bad thing but I think it means you like me more than you let on."

Walking towards the stage, you glance back at the actor who was left stumped at your statement and with the thoughts of his feelings clouding his mind. Who knows, maybe co-stars with benefits might actually become co-stars turned lovers.

SO TALENTED

𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋

Request: sorry for another request but this just came to me and i’ll probably forget it in like 5 seconds BUT

a harry x reader where she’s is a youtuber and thinks she ended her live stream so Harry finally enters the screens view and gives her a kiss and cute talk (no one, not even their friends know about them) and the comments are going mental trying to tell them the live is still going and then they realise? you can decide a bit from there :))

Pairing: W2S x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, idk if there's swearing, one kiss...

Word count: 940 words

A/N: I'm so sorry, exams are stressing me out rn x

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"Alright, guys I'm gonna head off now," you say to the chat, glancing at it every now and then. You could see people begging you to stay and others wishing you a goodnight ad stuff. You smile and glance at Harry, who was scrolling on his phone. "I'm gonna stream tomorrow, don't worry! Goodnight!" You exclaim, waving at the camera. You turn off your stream - you thought -  and sigh, leaning back in your chair.

"Oh, did you finish it?" Harry asks and you nod, spinning around in your chair. Harry gets up and stops you from turning. You look up at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you just gonna lean over me like a nonce or...?" He rolls his eyes and kisses you as you smile and kiss back. He places a hand on your cheek, rubbing circles with his thumb. He pulls away and looks down at you with loving eyes.

"So, what do you wanna do now?" He asks. You sigh and look at the paperwork on your table.

"I have to finish these for the Nike collab," you mumble, stifling a yawn. Harry tuts at you and pulls your arm.

"You can finish these tomorrow, Y/N. You're obviously exhausted!" He exclaims as you look up at him, laughing.

"But it's Saturday tomorrow!" You moan as Harry pulls you up. He raises an eyebrow, so you continue, "I want a free weekend alright? Just, lemme finish these—" You go to reach for the papers but then Harry takes them off of you, shaking his head. You were about to protest but he gently pushed you back on the chair, making you feel offended.

"Jesus, Y/N, you never rest for fucks sake," he mumbles, putting the paperwork on your bed. You shrug as he turns back around.

"I mean, you don't either so—" He rolls his eyes yet again.

"Yeah, but this isn't about me, it's about you," he replies, doing exaggerated hand gestures. You flip him off as he huffs, "And you'd think I'd have gotten used to this by now." You smirk at that, remembering something.

"Don't forget it's our—"

"1 year anniversary that's in two months?" He raises an eyebrow as you give him a look. "You've been going on about it since last week."

"Well, I just don't want you to forget!" You shrug as he walks back to you.

"I never forget anything now because of you," he looks annoyed, but we all know he's mentally smiling like a Cheshire cat right now.

"Mhm," you hum, smiling. You then go to get your phone while glancing at your computer. Then, you freeze, seeing the red flashing light by your webcam still on. You drop your phone on the floor, quickly opening up Twitch. Turns out, the Twitch tab was still opened. Your eyes widened as you stood up.

"What?" He asked, confused by your expression.

"I was still recording."

"What? What do you mean?—"

"I was still live streaming Harry! On Twitch!" You exclaim. His expression matched yours and he quickly rushed to your keyboard, opening the chat. You peered at it with him. You mentally groan, seeing the chat explode with a lot of reactions.

"Check Twitter," Harry said, ending the live stream. You pick your phone and quickly open the app, seeing a bunch of notifications in your mentions.

wroetoshore SHUT THE FUCK UP THEY KISSED???? MY LIFE IS COMPLETE (clip attached)

sdmnjidee brooo what's going on??? (clip attached)

TaliaMar UM WTF Y/N_Y/L/N YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO

Behzinga WHOAAAAA look at these two ;) wroetoshaw Y/N_Y/L/N (clip attached)

VIEW ALL MENTIONS?

You curse yourself when you see someone calling you. That someone would be JJ. You mentally groan and answer the call putting it on speaker. "Yeah?" At first, all you could hear is JJ's laughter in the background, seeing Harry roll his eyes. You sigh, waiting for him to stop. "I'll literally just end the call—"

"I CALLED it! I called it from day one, motherfuckers!" He screams, hearing some other laughter.

"Y/N, we're having a girls night tomorrow and you're telling us everything," Freya says as you hear Gee's squeal.

"I should've known something was going on! When we invited you to the party and you two said no - it should've been obvious!" Talia probably facepalms herself while you try to speak.

"Okay well—"

"Oi, is boggo and Y/N on the line? Pass it here!" Harry huffs and stands up, immediately knowing that the voice was Cal. You pass the phone to him.

"What do you want, lad?" He asks, clearly annoyed.

"Nothing! Just want to congratulate you both and y'know, Harry you've hit the jackpot," he slurs, and you instantly knew he was drunk. You run a hand through your hair, sitting back on your chair.

"For fucks sake, Cal, you better grab some water right now," Harry moans, rubbing his forehead. He puts it off of speaker mode and mumbles something else before ending the call. He throws your phone on the bed and you're thankful it lands. You let out a sigh you didn't know you were holding and stand up, turning Harry around.

"Sorry, I thought I turned the stream off..." you apologize as Harry's face softens.

"Well, they were gonna find out one way or another, weren't they?"

requested by @tomsparkyr <3

making out with peter

request

warnings: some suggestive content, teenagers making out and being stupid.

first of all,,

he can’t even focus for the gif

Your Power

his eyes!! so precious 

anyways

you two are the definition of a sheepish, bashful mess

it first happened when you were over at his place for a movie night

may just left to go grab dinner

and he scooted closer to you, stealing glances every now and then

you’d feel his thumb grazing your hand

“hey y/n, w-would you mind if i kissed you?”

“peter, we’ve been dating for four months. why do you keep on asking?” you’d chuckle, leaning in

but let me spill the tea

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OKAY IM SORRY FOR BEING A RANDO POPPING UP UNNANOUNCED BUT I REALIZED I DONT FOLLOW NEARLY ENOUGH SPIDERMAN ACCOUNTS!

ANyway i was watching the trailer again and (I notice things way late) and MJ is wearing the black dahlia necklace 😭😭

I JUST REWATCHED AND OMG SHE IS GUNNA GO CRY INTO MY PILLOW NOW OMFG😭😭

𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊

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summary: harry decided to take you for a romantic ice skate, just the two of you, how sweet right? wrong, you two are both so shit at ice skating.

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harry lewis x fem!reader

wroetoshaw x fem!reader

warnings: two idiots on an ice rink, fluff so much fluff, christmasy boyfriend (100% not jealous what?)

don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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“𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 you taking me?” You questioned in the passenger seat of his car. Harry had refused to give any information on where the ‘surprise date’ was despite being excited for it all week.

“Nope, nope. I’m not saying a word to you until we arrive.” Harry shrugged his shoulders, still shooting down every single question you had that day. You raised your eyebrows at his antics and muttered out a small ‘okay’, smiling and shaking your head at your darling boyfriend.

Silence took over the car, only the sound of the quietened radio flowing through the speakers. Harry, being Harry, couldn’t deal with the silence and felt the need to fill it in; completely going against what he previously stated so confidently.

“You’re gunna love it there, you know?” He smirked, tilting his head slightly to see you in the corner of his eye while still keeping on the road. You smiled widely at his adoration of making you happy. “I’m gunna love it, huh?” You bit your lip, trying to contain your smile in Harry’s cheeks growing rosy just in reaction of your smile.

“Yeah, your gunna have to help me though!” He breathed out, leaving little to the mind as your smile dropped slightly, realising where the hell is he actually taking you?

Eyes widening, you taunted “You’re not gunna murder me are you?”. Harry threw his head back, it hitting the car seat in response to your weird sense of humour he secretly loved so much.

“No! Y/N, I’m not going to murder you! Yet.” He grinned, not making eye contact but giggling when he heard your gasp from beside him. “Harry Lewis!” You placed your hand on your heart.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding! Look we’re here now!” He smiled, shaking his head at you but unable to tear his eyes away from your beauty as he parked up.

Pushing yourself up slightly, you peered around to find any sign of where Harry took you for today. Harry bit his tongue, excitement flooding through his veins in closing preparation of your reaction he’s been waiting for.

While scanning through the places, your eyes stopped on the front sign, your mouth falling agape.

Harry took your reaction as happiness and nodded enthusiastically, his cold hands grabbing onto yours causing your shocked face to meet his.

You swallowed your drying throat. “You took me ice-skating?” You whispered, voice lacking air it went quiet. Harry grinned, shrugging his shoulders doing so. “Yeah I did! Your welcome!” He rubbed your hand with his, warming you up but unable to keep still.

Eyes, still wide as ever, looked deep into his. “Why? Why? What? I- Why?” You stuttered, tripping over your own sentences as your mouth had a mind of its own.

Both of Harry’s hands slid up to your face, “Well, I was thinking of that time you told me you were really good at ice-skating and I’ve wanted to try it with you ever since!” He beamed, brushing your hair behind your ears ever so delicately.

Your brows furrowed for a moment, questioning when he got those words out of your mouth before. Then you realised.

Slapping a hand over your mouth to muffle a loud squeal of laughter made Harry pull away, confusion written on his face; still delved into the ongoing idea of your being some pro ice-skater.

“Harry!” You spoke with your hand still over you mouth. He tilted his head, now him being the one with the furrowed brows and out of place look.

“Harry, I said that during a 2 truths and a lie!” You laughed, pulling your hand away from your face. Harry jaw fell slack for a millisecond, then pointing “It was the lie!”. You repeating “It was the lie!” Before the two of you toppled over with laughter, slapping each other’s arms unconsciously as your bodies slid down slightly in the car seats.

“I can’t cancel now, I already booked it Y/N!” He grew concerned. Your eyes softened on how far he went with this just to make you happy; well, even though you can’t skate for shit, the thought was there!

You straightened your posture and let your hands fall on your lap. “I’ll still do it,” He looked up at you, his soft spot for you only increasing. “Sure, we can’t skate the best, you know. But, it’ll just be a laugh,” The two of you leaned in. “Just me and you.” You pressed your lips to his and automaticity his hands slid into your hand and tugged you closer to him.

Pulling away, you two stared at one and other with blushing cheeks and a cheesy grin plastered onto their face.

“Just the two of us.” He whispered before diving into her lips once again.

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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘’𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐖𝐀𝐒 slung over your shoulder, his boy weight leaning entirely on your right side, limping as he walked. You, on the other hand, were walking weirdly despite the grown man clinging onto one half of yourself.

“It’ll be a laugh, huh Y/N?” Harry grumbled into your hair, “It could’ve gone worse!” You retorted, trying to convince yourself more than him.

Harry pulled his head away from its comfy spot delved in your hair. “Y/N, you literally fell on your ass sixteen times and I have basically twisted my ankle in.”

“While you did try and do a backflip on it” You mumbled under your breath. Harry shook his head and looked between the two of you. “We are such idiots.”

Titled your head upwards to him, you placed your head in his chest. “Just two idiots on an ice rink.” You whispered as he kissed the top of you head.

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