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Cameras (Multiple Characters x F!Reader)

I wanna get freaky on camera, I love when we get freaky on camera

Warnings: Smut, teasing, finger sucking, oral (male receiving), the slightest bit of choking

Notes: Just a little something while I finish up some requests, enjoy my loves! Also there's like no fucking way that my story on Wattpad, which contains all of these and more, got removed the other day...I'm losing my mind over here babes.

Word Count: 404

Thinking about how these men would actually be so obsessed and mesmerized by how you look that they just have to record and praise you.

They'll tell you just how pretty you are while also pushing up your skirt, showing the camera your pretty panties while pointing out the wet spot in the middle of them.

They'd push open your legs and tease you through your panties, focusing the camera on your clothed cunt. They'll move their hand up your body, camera following, as they squeeze and grab at your tits.

They'll ask you to take your shirt off while they push your panties aside, one of their fingers playing with your clit. They'd move the camera to focus on your face,

"Such a pretty girl..pretty, pretty, pretty.." They'd mumble, free hand moving back up your body and caressing your face. They'd run their thumb against your bottom lip and tell you to open up for them. You'd take their thumb in your mouth, sucking on it while making eye contact with them through the camera.

Their eyes would dilate and their jaw would go slack. You're just so fucking pretty.

"Wanna put on a show? Wanna show 'em how you suck on cock?"

You'd smile and pull their pants and boxer briefs down in one pull, taking their hard cock in your mouth.

Their moans can be heard clearly in the video. Their hand moved to the back of your head, just resting on top while they watched as you took him in your mouth like the good girl you are.

In all honesty, it didn't take him long before he cumming down your throat and all over your face.

The way you look up at him while sucking on his cock, and the way you give a little smile while doing so just ruins him. You make him weak.

You looked up at him, making eye contact, but not through the camera, no, over it. You look up at him with his cum decorating your face and tongue.

He stopped the recording and threw the camera on the bed. His hand wrapped around your throat and he pulled you in for a sloppy kiss. He tasted his cum that sat on your tongue, some of the cum that was on your face spread on his. He loves when you look so messy, face covered in his cum.

"Such a fucking pretty girl."

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We Were Fighting? (C.Gallagher x F!Reader)

Summary: Flashing Carl during an argument.

Warnings: Suggestive(?), reader has nipple piercings!

Word Count: 308

Notes: Sorry that this is like very short and very much ass but I'm currently having writer's block and trying to write all of the requests as well as fics I've been meaning to write. Also, this is based off of something I saw on IG. A girl and her bf were "arguing" and she flashed him (off camera) and he stopped literally immediately after that.

You can't even remember what the two of you were arguing about. It's been going on for too long especially when it was started because you asked him to just put the toilet seat down when he's done pissing.

"I just don't see why you'd be upset at that."

He just kept going on and on about how he doesn't understand why you'd be upset at it. "Why does it bother you?", "Why do I have to do it?", "Do you gain anything from me putting the toilet seat down?"

At this point you were just listening to him ramble on and on. You already told him you were done with the conversation, but he didn't hear that.

You walked up to his room trying to think of a way to get him to just shut his mouth and forget about the argument. Though it wasn't intended to be an argument you just asked him to stop leaving the seat up because you kept falling in.

"It was a simple question, Carl. 'Can you put the seat down after you take a piss?' Not that hard to comprehend." you sighed, still not understanding why he's starting an argument over a question as small as that.

You turned to face him and lifted your shirt up. You weren't wearing a bra so he could see your pierced nipples harden in the cool air. He'd hate to admit it, not really, but it turned him on.

Honestly anything you did turned him on, but this, lifting your shirt up while he's already having a hard time focusing on this "argument" because he could see your nipples perking and poking through the fabric of your shirt.

"Apology accepted," he smirked, sitting on his bed, "Come here, ma. Lemme suck on 'em." he said, patting his lap and holding his arms out.