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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.
Hii! I’m so glad to see someone currently writing bradley cooper fics because honestly PHIL CAN GET IT. i wanted to request maybe a jealous!phil where reader goes on a friends bachelors trip and knowing Phil’s past he gets all angsty, as smutty as you’d like :) honestly anything you’d write id love!!
Don't leave me
Jealous! Phil x reader
synopsis - Phil's girlfriend goes on a trip for a bachelorette party and he's not happy about it.
warnings - MDNI 18+ content, Phil being dramatic, Phil being jealous (Obv), lingerie, slight handjob, P in V, riding and praise.
authors note - Thank you so much for this request and the sweet compliment! I gotta be honest i'm not a huge fan of angst so I made Phil a lil more dramatic and kinda sassy. I still hope you like it :)
please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342
This man is gonna be the death of me.
The main thought running through your head whilst packing. His remarks and whines can be heard from the next room.
Your close friend was having her bachelorette party this weekend but, she also wanted to spend a couple of days with the bridal party before her wedding. So you all decided to spend a long weekend in Vegas. And Phil is not happy about it.
"I mean, I don't get why you have to go," you roll your eyes at him, "it's not like she's your best friend."
"Oh yeah? And who is?" You retaliate, smirking.
"Me." He scoffs, as if this is obvious information, walking into the room. You take one look at him and start laughing.
You're not stupid, you kind of guessed why he was so mad about you going but now. He's made it really clear for you.
"What's so fucking funny?" He says confused, placing his hands on his hips. A gesture you would usually find attractive but right now, it's making you laugh even harder.
"I just, uh, I can't believe it," you say in between wheezes, " I mean. I had an idea but now it's so obvious." You quietly chuckle.
"What? What is? You're not making any sense." He declares, clearly getting frustrated. After calming yourself down you finally say-
"You're jealous." Apparently, it's now his turn to burst out laughing.
"What? Where the fuck did you get that idea?" He managed in between laughs.
"You're jealous. You're so insistent on me not going, you're trying to tell me all the bad things about the girls. I mean you literally just said "she's not your best friend, I am." You're SO jealous." You clarify.
He's silent just staring at you. You can see the clogs turning in his head to try and come up with a good response. You swear you can see the light bulb appear on top of his head.
"You're just saying that to make yourself feel better about leaving me. For a whole weekend might I add." He says almost sassily and walks out of the room. Clearly proud of himself.
"Sweetie," you sigh, "it's only three days. I'll be back before you know it. We can text throughout the day and call every night." You try to deal.
"Or I have a better idea... don't go and we can talk all day and all night. Face to face."
You groan in frustration. You cannot believe this is the type of conversation you were having with your grown ass boyfriend. Pick the sassy men they said. You internally roll your eyes.
You walk into the living room to see him practically pouting on the couch. Scoffing, you go to walk away when an idea pops into your head.
"Hey Phil, if you stop complaining right now you can have your present early." He looks at you confused.
"What the fuck do you mean "present"?"
"Well since you are so predictable," you emphasise the last word, " I knew you would act like this when I said i'm going on a trip. So, I bought you something as a "sorry for leaving you, you big baby" gift."
"You did?" You can see the glint of excitement in his eyes.
"Yes my little princess but, clearly you are a lot more upset than I anticipated so i'm willing to give it to you early. If you want it that is." You wager. There's a long pause where he's weighing out his options.
"Okay," he clasps his hand together, " I have decided that I would like my present early. BUT I still want one for when you come back." He leans back on the couch, glowing with pride.
"Fine. I'll be right back." He rubs his hand together in anticipation as you leave the room.
Moments later you're shouting down the hall, "close your damn eyes." He grunts in disapproval.
"Okay and open." He does and your met with a groan that also sound like a moan.
"Oh baby." You're stood in front of him in a lingerie set, barely covering anything. Plus it's in his favourite colour.
"Am I forgiven?" You say, moving down to straddle his lap.
"Yes. A million times yes." He exclaims instantaneously as you giggle.
His mouth meets yours passionately, with your teeth and tongues clashing. His hands make their way down to your ass and yours to his chest. Pushing him lightly so his back meets the couch.
His slowly starts to kiss your jaw, then down your neck and finally the top of your chest. He looks up at you, almost pleading, and you give him a look of approval. His hands move around your back to unclasp your bra.
He slides it off at an agonisingly slow pace. When the bra is fully off he stares at your chest in awe. He moves his head down taking one nipple in the mouth and groping the other. You let out a content sigh.
He switches over, repeating the same process as you began to rock slowly, back and forth, on his lap. His moans vibrate on your chest as your breaths turn into pants.
You reach down in between you and start pulling at the waistband of his grey sweatpants, indicating you want them off. He knows what you want and immediately begins to pull them down. You look down and eagerly take him in your hand. You swipe your thumb over the tip and began pumping up and down.
"Fuck.." He groans. You push your panties over to the side and slide onto him. Both of you moaning in unison. You'll never get used to the way he feels, filling you up perfectly.
Once you're both ready, you begin to move back and forth, riding him. His hands take sanctuary on your hips, slowly guiding you. You lean down, placing your mouth on his, capturing his groans in your mouth.
"You're doing so good. Riding my dick so well baby, my good girl." He says against your mouth. He reaches down and starts to rub slow circles on your clit. You whimper at the contact.
"Oh fuck, do that again." Obeying his orders you do it again. He uses his other hand to begin assisting you in bouncing up and down. Your movements begin to change pace, going faster.
His groans and your whimpers becoming louder. He dick twitching inside of you, indicating he's close. You ride faster and bounce harder. He in turn, quickens his movements on your clit and his fingers dig into your hips, leaving bruises for later.
"Oh shit, Phil.. I'm close."
"I know honey, I know hold on a lil longer." He pants. Your cries being the response. Your head thrown back, eyes screw shut.
"Hey, look at me. I wan't you to look at me when you cum." He demands. You immediately open your eyes and stare into his. His gaze possessive.
"Oh fuck, Phil." You whine.
"Let go baby, give it to me." That send you over the edge. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, the pleasure taking over and your body began to shake.
"Oh shit, oh shit." He says as he fills you up, head resting in the crook of your neck.
Coming down from your highs, he lifts his head and smiles at you.
"What?"
"You're so beautiful." He places a strand of hair behind your ear.
"Mhm, i'm still going." You stand up and start walking towards the bedroom.
"Ah! Come on honey, i'm the love of your life! You can't leave me!" He calls out, following 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
are there things you won't write about?
Was thinking about sending something but I wanna make sure that you're comfortable with it
hi! thank you so much for asking this, I obviously will not write anything that people will find triggering e.g. SA. but some of the things i’m not really comfortable with is any kind of animal play, somnophilia, non-consent and any kind of abuse. Anything else is fine. I hope to see your request soon :)
girl give us more bradley pleaseeeeee 🙏🙏🙏 I swear you are the only person on here that writes for him
omg i know! i’m making more as we speak 🫡🫡
heyy beauties!! sorry i’ve been away school is kicking my ass rn 😤 but a new fic will be out this weekend 🫶🫶
Grovel
Phil Wenneck x reader
synopsis - You make Phil grovel after an argument
warnings - MDNI 18+ content, teasing Phil, slightly in public, P in V, no protection and Phil talking you through it (kinda).
authors note - Thank you guys for being so patient it means the world to me! I'm gonna try to post at least once a week but, school may get in the way of that fml. Thank you again for all the support and I hope you like this one. P.S- this was kinda rushed so apologies for that :)
please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342
If looks could kill, I would've been dead as soon as I walked through the door.
There has been a bit of tension in the Wenneck household this week. Okay a lot of tension. It all started on Monday; Phil had to work late at the school again, which, of course, you had no problems with. However, the thing that bothered you was when he came home and revealed to you he was with that one colleague who has a massive crush on him.
Naturally being a grown adult, you communicated these concerns with Phil but, he claimed you were looking into things too much and he only has eyes for you. How cute.
So, you voiced these concerns to him yet again on Monday night. He claimed that you were being "dramatic" and "childish". Big mistake. You both started to go back and forth at each other until you ended the argument with the classic:
"you're sleeping on the couch tonight!"
Due to your stubbornness, the pair of you haven't spoken a word to each other since. It's now Friday night, the night you and your friends designated as the weekly get together.
You and Phil both agreed to act civil with each other but you weren't letting him get off that easy. You done your makeup exactly the way he likes, put on his favourite dress and, as the last kick in the teeth, put on his favourite matching set.
You had already everyone that you were going to run a little late due to work, so they all got started without you. You took an Uber to the bar and as soon as you stepped through the doors, you could feel his eyes burning into you.
You walk over to the table greet everyone and sit down next to him. The table began to converse with each other when you felt his breath on your neck.
"You think you're really funny don't ya?" He grunts.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." You respond, feining innocence.
"Oh you don't huh?" He retaliates slightly smirking. You shake your head slightly and join in on the conversation. He puts his hand on your thigh and grips it to gain your attention.
"I'm in the middle of a conversation sweetheart, don't be rude." You teased. He straightens himself and moves his hand higher. He slowly moves it higher and higher until he reaches underneath your dress.
You struggle to hide your smirk when you see him realise. He leans in his voice barely a whisper.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" You pull his hand out and place it on his lap.
"Control yourself Phillip, we're in public." You warn smirking as you notice the vein on his forehead, popping slightly. You love doing this to him. It's your favourite hobby; getting a rise out of Phil.
The dinner goes on and you've been teasing him non-stop, waiting for him to snap. It's when you hover your hand over his buldge and rub softly against it, he does.
"Okay so sorry to cut it short but we gotta go," he says standing and grabbing your hand, "Doug if you could call me tomorrow and give me our bill that would be great bye guys." They all mutter goodbyes as he drags you by the hand to the car.
He gets in and slams the door.
"What the fuck do you think your playing at? And don't even try to pull that innocent bullshit act. What is going on?" He exclaims.
"You know what's going on." You say avoiding his gaze. He scoffs.
"Are you seriously this pissed over her?"
"Yes, I am! And I know it's stupid but," you sigh, "I trust you with my entire life. But..I don't trust her and I know that's a ridiculous excuse but-" He takes your hand into his.
"Oh sweetheart, you should've told me this. If I knew you were this bothered by her I would've stopped talking to her months ago."
"Really?" You look into his eyes.
"Of course." He reassures.
"Now, don't think you're completely off the hook," you look at him confused, "oh honey, don;t tell me you thought you would get away with that little stunt you pulled at dinner." Your eyes widen in fear and excitement.
"Just wait until we get home."
Throughout the entire car ride, he seems freakishly calm. But as soon as you step foot into your apartment his hands are all over you as his mouth claims yours. You moan out of surprise and your hands immediately began to rake his back.
His hands reach your thighs, he lifts you up, your legs wrap around his waist, and carries you to the bedroom. He places you on the end of the bed and begins to strip down until he's in his underwear. You doing exactly the same. He stops dead in his tracks and his eyes scan you from top to bottom.
"Holy fuck baby." You go to take your bra off when he stops you.
"Leave it on." He demands and pushes you back onto the bed. Your mouths meet again in a wave of passion. His hands rubbing up and down on your thighs until he meets your core.
He begins to slightly rub over your clit through your panties making you moan in his mouth. He slowly picks up the pace but it's not enough to take you over the edge.
"Please.." You beg.
"Please what?" He taunts.
"Please let me cum." You breathe out.
"Oh I don't think you deserve that just yet." He pulls his fingers away and you whine at the loss of them. in the blink of an eye his boxers are off and he began pumping his dick. He pushes your panties over to the side and rubs his tip slowly over your slit. You moan at the sensation.
He pushes the tip in at an agonizing pace and you began to squirm out of impatience.
"What's wrong honey?" He teases.
"Please Phil.."
"Come on, you can do better than that."
"Please, please fuck me Phil."
"Atta girl." He says sliding all the way in. He gives you no mercy as he pounds into you, the headboard beginning to bang against the wall. He places his head in the crook of your neck, his grunts and whimpers vibrating against your neck.
"You think it's funny to tease me hm? Make you feel good?" He asks in between breaths. You whine, shaking your head.
"No, good. From now on 'm gonna prove to you everyday that you are ten times the woman she is." He moans and picks up the pace.
"She doesn't hold a torch to you baby, she never will." You moan loudly, feeling the pressure build in your lower stomach.
"Phil..?" Your breath quickens.
"Yes honey?"
"I'm gonna cum."
"Me too, hold on we'll do it together mkay?"
"Okay.." His hand moves down to rub you clit, you whimper in response.
"Ready," you nod your head rapidly, "cum baby, oh fuck, cum on my dick." The second he says that you let the pleasure consume you. You feel his cum shoot into you as he whimpers in your ear.
You place your hand on his head, slightly pulling on his hair. He looks at you with a playful smirk on his face.
"What?" You return the gesture.
"Round two?"
"Fuck off." You say chuckling. He leans forward claiming your lips. You smile into the kiss.
His head slumps on your chest and the pair of you let sleep take over.
Teacher's pet
College Professor!Phil x reader
synopsis - Phil notices his favourite student struggling and offers her extra help after class.
warnings - MDNI 18+ content, age gap (reader is 20, Phil is in his late 30s), obsessive! reader, Phil whimpering, riding (kinda) and Oral (f receiving).
authors note - *insert 'Older' by Isabel LaRosa*. I LOVE this one sm! Let me know what your thoughts! Again thank you so much for being patient with me, I love every single one of you <3 P.S- The reader is VERY delusional but lets be fr we all are.
please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342
You fucked up big time.
At first it was a typical high school girl crush but now you were full blown obsessed with him. Getting jealous whenever he talked to another female student or teacher, waking up at 4 am and getting fully ready for your 8 am class with him and finding any excuse to be close to him at all times.
He wasn't helping either.
It really seemed like he was reciprocating your feelings. Always checking up on you in and outside of class, always making you laugh, smiling at you and winking at you.
You didn't think it would become that big of a problem until your grades started to drop in his class. You were simply getting too distracted.
Like right now, you hadn't even noticed he was going around the class handing out your graded papers.
"F again," he sighs disappointedly, "what's going on honey? You never failed my class before and now you're failing every assignment I give you."
"I don't know Mr Wenneck." You say looking down, avoiding his gaze. You hate disappointing him.
"I do. I know exactly whats going on." He declares. You suck in a breath.
"Yo-You do." You gulp.
"Yep," he pauses, "you're over-complicating the work." You let out a breath of relief.
"Don't worry. This is an easy fix, we'll need to start one on one sessions at the end of the day."
"Oh okay." You squeak, trying to hide your excitement.
"Good. We'll start today, be here by 3:30." He winks and moves onto the person next to you.
When the bell rang, you didn't bother going to your second class. You went straight to your dorm to get ready for later. Hardly containing your eagerness.
...
It's exactly 3:30 when you knock on his door. He beckons you inside and you close the door behind you. Ensuring it's shut tight. This was the first time you would be fully alone together and you wanted no disruptions.
"Ah, right on time. Take a seat and i'll be right with you." He says smiling.
He grabs a few things from his desk and makes his way over to sit right next to you. You inhale and exhale quietly, trying to calm yourself down. But all you can think about is how close he is to you and what would happen if you moved your hand slightly ov-
“So,” he grunts, “let’s start with the first part of the topic and see which parts you’re struggling on the most. Mkay?” He asks.
“Um, yeah okay.” You say trying to sound more confident.
He starts explaining the content to you but all you can focus on is his hands. How big they are, how his veins slightly pop out and how they move when he talks. You were too entranced to notice he asked you a question. He was staring at you awaiting an answer.
"I-um sorry, can you repeat the question?" You spluttered out, slightly embarrassed.
He smirks and looks at you. You look down to avoid eye contact when you feel his hand come under your chin to lift your head up.
“Now honey, there’s no need to be nervous.” He says shaking his head in a comforting manner. You look into his eyes and before you can stop yourself, you lean in and press your lips to his.
You felt him slightly pull back out of shock but, in the same moment he leaned in full accepting the kiss. Your hands in his hair and his on your waist.
You pulled away to catch your breath and the realisation of what you just did slapped you in the face.
“Oh god, Mr Wenneck i’m s-”
“Call me Phil.” He cuts you off and captures your lips passionately. He grabs you and pulls you onto his lap. You grip on to his shirt pulling him impossibly closer. His hands rest on the plump of your ass, slowly guiding you back and forth. He pulls away, you're sharing breaths.
"I knew you felt the same," he lowly whispers, "I could tell. The way you'd get nervous talking to me, the lil' blush on your cheeks when i made eye contact with you." You feel your cheeks burn.
You feel the growing tent in his pants against our core. You gasp in both shock and delight. You look into his lust filled eyes and slowly begin to move back and forth. He lets out a sound of pleasure, you swear it was a whimper.
He leans in and begins to kiss at your jaw and neck, you sigh.
"So pretty.." He mumbles.
You feel his hands creep at the bottom of your shirt, bunching it up insisting he wants it off. You reach down and pull the shirt over your head revealing the lace bra underneath.
"Shit.." He breathes, you feel him grow beneath you. You reach down to unbuckle his belt when he picks you up and slams you on the desk. Emphasising his need for you.
He leans towards your chest and begins to kiss your boobs. His hands meet the waistband of your pants slightly tugging at them. He looks into your eyes and you give him a nod of approval.
He wastes no time in pulling them down along with your panties. He gets down onto his knees and spreads your legs, moaning at the sight in front of him. He moves forward, giving a gentle kiss to your cunt he then licks a broad stripe from your entrance to your clit.
"Oh god.."
"Not god baby, Phil.." You moan in response.
Slurping your juices like a man starved, his tongue thrusts deeper and deeper inside you. Your fingers gripping onto his hair to keep you grounded.
Without even realising you began to grind against his face, the pleasure taking over you. His lips are glued to your clit, sucking and kissing. His hands grab your legs and pull them over his shoulders, gripping on to your thighs keeping them spread.
"Oh shit Phil, right there.."
"Yeah, you like that?," he breathes heavily, "you like being a dirty lil' slut for your professor, hm?" You nod your head rapidly.
He began to suck harshly on your clit. Your back arches and your toes curl as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten.
"Fuck! Ye-Yes, right there shit.." Your almost screaming. You open your eyes to look at him, reassuring yourself this is all real and not another dream.
You look down to see him staring right back at you, he winks at you and slides his index and middle finger inside of you. You throw your head back, eyes rolling to the back of your head.
"I'm gonna cum..." You warn as he pounds his fingers into you whilst sucking your clit.
"Cum for me baby, let go." He hummed.
In that moment you let go, the pleasure crashing over you. He groans against your pussy, not letting one drop of your cum spill.
He pulls your pants back up, puts your shirt back on and looks at you, checking your okay. He helps you stand and hands you your bag. He leans down and kisses you gently.
"Same time tomorrow honey." He smirks leaving you stunned.
You walk out of his classroom with the biggest grin on your face, excited for what tomorrow will bring.
Masterlist
Phil Wenneck
Daddy's home - 18+
synopsis - phil picking up your daughter but his car breaks down and is insisting to stay the night.
Don't leave me - 18+
synopsis - Phil's girlfriend goes on a trip for a bachelorette party and he's not happy about it.
Grovel - 18+
synopsis - You make Phil grovel after an argument.
Teacher's pet - 18+
synopsis - Phil notices his favourite student struggling and offers her extra help after class.
Bathroom - 18+
synopsis - Reader has been avoiding Phil so he pulls her aside at a party to talk..
Marry me
synopsis - Phil's and his girlfriend go out for their anniversary and she notices he's acting different..
But daddy I love him - 18+
synopsis - An innocent, family friendly barbecue soon turns dirty at the return of your fathers best friend from college..
The babysitter - 18+
synopsis - There's been an underlying tension between yourself and Phil for a while and he finally decides to do something about it...
Bradley Cooper
Possessive
synopsis - Bradley and his girlfriend go to an event for his movie when, one of his co-stars make a move on her..
Hi babies!! Sorry i've been MIA but i'm back and i need your help! I'm currently writing four new fics and i wanna get one out this week. I've narrowed it down to two to pick from and I wanna know which one you guys would prefer:
Bathroom
Phil Wenneck x reader
synopsis - Reader has been avoiding Phil so he pulls her aside at a party to talk..
warnings - MDNI 18+ content, semi-public sex, Phil being kinda dominant, fingering, use of names (slut), edging (kinda) and unprotected sex.
authors note - *insert 'Bathroom' by Montell Fish* This was the winner from the poll, I really hope you guys like it. Thank you for being so patient, you have no idea how much it means to me! I'm going to attempt to get one fic out per week but no promises. So sorry for the wait but I hope you love it <3
please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342
He's been eyeing you up all night.
You’re celebrating Stu's promotion. He’s been waiting five months for this and you’re so happy that he finally got it.
You and the guys decided to do a surprise party for him with his friends, co-workers and family. You’ve been trying to distract yourself all night and keep your distance from him but, the tension hanging in the air doesn’t go unnoticed.
A couple of months ago you and Phil made a mistake. An amazing one but still, a mistake.
The group went out for their weekly hangout this time, in a bar. You had just broke up with your fifth boyfriend of the year and to say you were feeling depressed was an understatement. Phil was recently divorced and couldn’t be fucking happier. And what better way to celebrate than getting shitfaced with his best friends.
You were wearing a short green dress that showed off your cleavage and it was taking everything in Phil to not tear it off you right there and then. He was wearing his classic black button-up shirt, not done up all the way, and a pair of slacks with a bulging print in them. You had to keep your legs tightly pressed together whenever you looked at him. At one point you swore you drooled a little.
Neither of you would ever admit the sexual tension that hid in the cracks of your friendship. But it was there and it had been since high school. Moving on, a few too many drinks were had and the next morning you woke up not in your bed and not alone. Flashbacks of the night before ran rampant through your mind, you didn't want to face it so you got up and left.
You didn't speak for a couple weeks after that incident. Eventually, it came up when you had a moment alone at Doug and Tracy's:
You wait until you're one hundred percent sure everyone else is out of earshot.
"We need to talk." You say direct.
"Yeah, we do," he inhales, "i'm gonna be straight with ya' that was the best sex i've ever had." You open your mouth and close it, like a goldfish. Out of the list of things you had expected him to say, that didn't even make top 50.
"I-uh, come again?"
"No I haven't since then unfortunately." He smirks.
"Phil," You sigh disappointedly.
"C'mon, you're telling me that wasn't the best sex of your life? Hm?" He stares into your eyes. You would never admit it to him, but it really was the best night of your life. You remember the way he used his hands and mouth. How he made you scream with only two fingers. You were awakened from your daydreaming by his chuckling.
"That's what I thought."
"Phil I have no idea-"
"Yeah sure you don't now listen, I had a good time, you had a good time. Both of us just got out of a relationship so we're not looking for anything too serious. So I propose a friends with benefits agreement."
"What?" You say, almost too loudly.
"Lower your voice, I mean I don't see the big deal. All it would be is meaningless sex, anytime we want. NO strings attached. And we could break it off at any point. What do you say?" He puts out his hand.
"Really? We're gonna shake on it?," his expression doesn't falter, "fine. But we have to agree to not catch feelings and if we do we must break off the agreement immediatley."
"Sweetheart, don't take this the wrong way but that's not gonna happen." He nodded towards his hand and you shook it, not realising what the hell you just got yourself into.
Back to the present moment, you were talking with some of Stu's work colleagues when you felt a presence behind you:
"Sorry guys do you mind if I steal her for one second?" A voice you would recognise in a crowd of screaming people says. All the men nodded as you felt a strong hand grip your arm and drag you away.
He pulled you into the bathroom, shoved you against the door and locked it. You try to avoid his gaze but he grabs your chin forcing you to look at him.
"Why are you avoiding me?" He grunts.
"Avoiding you? I'm not avoiding you."
"Don't lie to me." He hardens his grip, squishing your cheeks together. You thighs clamp together.
"I'm not lying to-" Your cut of by your own moan as his hands reach under your dress and rub over your clit through your panties.
"What was that? Hm?" He prompts but your mind is too fogged with the pleasure he's currently giving you.
He moves his other hand from your face down to your breasts and begins fondling them, playing with your nipples through the fabric. Your head is spinning.
"What, you like that?," he scoffs, "of course you do." Your eyes are screwed shut but you know he has a cocky grin on his face.
He stops his actions completley and before you can protest, he pulls down your panties and shoves his two fingers inside you, curling them also. You let out a loud moan, aware that anyone passing by would've heard it.
He must've seen the slight panic on your face because he says: "Don't be shy baby, let them hear how much of a slut you are for me." You moan in response.
You hear his belt being undone as well as his fly, you look down seeing his bulging dick through his pants. You move your hand, pull him out and begin to slowly pump your hand up and down. He moans loudly as you start to kiss his neck. He moves his fingers faster, bringing you to the brink of an orgasm. Your pace quickens as you look up at him he places his mouth on yours, sharing breaths.
"Shit, i'm close." You squeak out. Hearing this he stops his movements. You open your mouth to curse at him when he silences you by thrusting into you, you wrap your legs around his hips and claim his mouth.
The pair of you fight for dominance in a clash of teeth and tongues. He ultimately wins, thrusting up into you at a pace that has you moving up and down the wall. You break away to catch your breath, he bites your bottom lip and pull on it lightly. You let out a whimper and claw at his back.
"You like that? You dirty little slut, this is what you get for avoiding me.." He speaks deeply. You can feel yourself getting close.
"Phil.." You warn, tears forming in your eyes.
"Scream my name baby, let everybody know who's fucking you this good." His hand moves down to rub harsh circles on your clit.
"Oh shit.."
"That's it let it all out, cum for me baby.." He groans, he leans down, kissing and sucking your neck. You moan in unison, he finds your sweet spot and bites down.
"Fuck!" You scream out the pleasure exploding over you, your legs begin to shake.
"Oh shit, oh shit!" Phil whimpers, shooting his load inside of you. Once you calm down and your legs stop shaking, he places you on the ground. You look at yourself in the mirror and fix your appearance as an attempt to look presentable. After he pulls his pants up, he grabs your panties and puts them on for you. Raising to your level he says:
"Now your gonna go back to that party with my cum still inside you," he kisses you, "meet me outside at 9. We're not done yet." He gives you one last kiss, a slap on the ass and opens the door for you.
You walk out the door with a huge grin on your face and Phil's cum trickling down down your legs.
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.
you're amazing 👏🏻 👏🏻👏🏻
could you write something about Phil asking reader to marry him? saw the first hangover movie recently and this man screams husband material 🥵
Marry me?
Phil Wenneck x reader
synopsis - Phil's and his girlfriend go out for their anniversary and she notices he's acting different.
warnings - Phil being nervous (he's adorable) and reader being oblivious.
authors note - Thank you! You guys are too nice to me, making me blush and kick my feet frrr🤭. I love this request so much and I TOTALLY agree. Again so sorry for this coming out so late 😀 I promise I’m working on it for you guys! Lmk what you think and send in any more requests you have!
please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342
Holy shit.
Tonight is your four year anniversary and he's acting so weird.
You noticed first when you were both getting ready to go. Fidgeting with his hands, wiping the sweat from his brow and constantly tapping his pocket.
You tried to ignore it but it was becoming more and more difficult as time went on. You struggled to understand why he would be behaving like this, the night was going perfectly.
You were at your favourite restaurant, outside by the beach. You were even alone which was strange considering this place is usually packed with people. The table was covered with rose petals and candles. The sun was setting beautifully, it was the perfect night.
"Isn't it pretty?" You ask looking at him.
"Hm? What?" He stumbles on his words. You smile softly and take his hand in yours, an attempt to comfort him.
"The view," you say looking out, "isn't it pretty?"
"Yes..Yes it is." He replies looking at you. You look at him, blushing when you realise. You notice his smile drop slightly and it's replaced with the same expression he's been wearing all night. You rub your thumb over the back of his hand, gaining his attention.
"Sweetie?" You call.
"Hm?" He mumbles.
"Is everything okay?" His eyes look directly into yours, widened with panic.
"Wha-What do you mean? Everything's fine, why wouldn't it be fine?" He responds too quickly for your liking.
"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me about anything." You smile at him.
“I know” he places his other hand on top of yours, “ everything is fine I promise.” He forces a smile. You’re still not convinced but you let it go not wanting to cause an argument on your anniversary. You look back out, when he takes a deep breath and calls to you.
“Baby..”
“Yea - holy shit" You whisper, stunned by the sight before you. Phil down on one knee with a velvet box in his hand.
"Alright, you know i'm not good with the sappy crap," you chuckle quietly, "but 'm gonna try my best. When I first met you I thought you were the most annoying bitch I had ever met. I mean in my entire life and i've met some bitchy women let me tell yo-"
"Phil,"
"Yeah?"
"Maybe..don't talk about other women when your proposing to me."
"Oh, yeah. Whatever, the point was you were a cunt," you let out a loud laugh, this calms him instantly, "but the more I got to know you, the more I realised how beautiful you are. Inside and out. You made me feel things I had never felt before, you trusted me enough to show your vulnerable side and that made me want to do that with you. I know we've had our tough patches but, you pulled us through it. Never giving up on us. Never giving up on me." Tears are blurring your vision.
"Anyway let's cut the bullshit and get to the important bit.," you kick him lightly, he giggles, "My love, my life, will you marry me?" The tears are rolling down your cheeks now, you can even see tears brimming his eyes.
"Yes, yes..Yes! Of course i'll marry you!" He stands up pulling you with him and embraces you. He grabs your hand and places the ring on your finger. You admire it for a couple seconds before he grabs your face and pulls you in for a passionate kiss.
He pulls away and rests his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes with so much love you felt yourself getting choked up again.
"I love you so much." He whispers.
"I know.." You reply, he chuckles in response and closes the gap between your lips once more. Your heart beaming, excited for what the future will bring you.
This man is too fine 😫😫
https://www.tumblr.com/grey342/734432817581375488/youre-amazing-could-you-write-something
I was the one requesting and thank you so so so much for this ❤️ 💗 💖 💜
it's even better than I imagined ❤️❤️🥺🥺
I've read it every single night 🥺🥺
Aww love thank you! i’m so happy to hear you loved it, i LOVED writing this one 🫶 if you have anymore requests please send them in! thank you for all the support it really means the world ❤️🫶
ugh i need this man 😩
let me take care of you | p.w
pairings: phil wenneck x feminine reader
warnings: none
request: hi, it's me again! I was wondering if I could make another phil request! and that request is...him taking care of you after a long hard day at work
You pulled your keys out of your pocket, screwing them into the lock and twisting. You had hoped Phil was home, although you knew he was planning to go out with friends for drinks some time this week.
Once you opened the front door, you dropped the keys into the round trinket on the small shelf and hooked your coat onto the rack.
Your routine was cut off as you heard a soft meow, and you turned to see Baloo, your cat approaching with his whiskers prominently protruding from his face.
You rubbed and stroked his fur before picking up his bowl and emptying a packet of cat food into it.
Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist while kisses were peppered from just beneath your ear to the edge of your shoulder.
A sigh escaped you as you leaned into his touch, Phil noticed the relief you showed and looked up.
"Long day?"
"You don't want to know."
He turned you around and cupped your face in his hands, "No, tell me. What's happened?"
He took your hand and guided you out of the kitchen, but before he could take you any further you muttered something quickly before you set down Baloo's food and then returned to Phil.
He guided you up the stairs gently and into your shared bedroom, he sat you down on your bed, unfastened the straps to your heels and took them off, returning them to their original place in your wardrobe.
He walked into the ensuite and turned the taps on so that water began to flow into the white bath. Pouring bath salts and bath soak into the warmed water, he swayed his hand through to make sure the temperature wouldn't burn your skin before walking you to the bath and helping you climb in.
His fingers caressed your hair with shampoo and conditioner as he allowed you vent to him, you let yourself relax in his arms while he reassured you.
He gathered a handful of body wash into his hands before soothing your skin with the fruit scented substance.
You were putty in his hands, you were glad that you were laying down when he was touching you like this; so soothingly, so lovingly.
He knew exactly how to make you feel at ease after a long day and later tha evening you fell asleep in his arms, those same arms which had guided you to tranquillisation.
@bradleybeachbabe I hope you enjoyed! I can't wait for your next request ❤️
okay just a thought but how do we feel about milf! reader and toyboy! phil???
If I started to write for Daemon Targaryen would you guys be mad?!?
(I’d still write for Phil and Brad obv)
GIRL write for whoever you want people are gonna be annoyed anyways!!!……. Just keep the phil coming🤭
Aww baby thank you so much! I’m sorry i’ve been away for a while (school smh🙄) but the content will be making a return soon hopefully :)
P.s- I will ALWAYS write for daddy phil 🤭
this is absolutely insane!! i’m so sorry i’ve been away and neglecting you guys 😭 but i’m back! and i’m aiming to post (at least) once a fortnight, i’ll definitely have something by the end of the week posted in celebration! thank you for all the support even in my absence it means the world to me, fic coming out by the end of the week, love you all and make sure your staying well ❤️💋