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could you do either deacy or roger edging reader in public then like. overstimulating reader l o t s when they get home?? o wow.
I’m gonna do Deacy bc I’m deep in my John feels today. Dedicated to @rogerscupboard who is struggling just as much as me bc of this man 😂
A/N: Y’all, I have no self-control. I’m not even sorry. This “blurb” took on a life of its own, and this monster is the result. RIP to all Deacy stans
Word Count: 1350+
Warnings: Smut hehe
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Ok, ever since I read @illfoandillfie's fanfic based on the song, I'm lovingly triggered by Future Management.
My shitty screenshot of @illfoandillfie's masterlist. Enjoy.
ROGER TAYLOR performing Future Management on “Rockpop”, 10th June 1981
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Strip
in which gwil doesn’t like you and it’s your mission to find out why.
pairing: gwilym lee x fem!reader
word count: 4.5k+
warnings: enemies to lovers, smut (the rough kind), oral (both m and f receiving), angst, swearing, alcohol use
a/n: hello my loves! i present to u what i have been working on for a while, it’s filthy so read ahead w caution 😂😳 i really hope u enjoy it and please let me know if u do. any feedback, asks / rbs, would be much appreciated xx also gif credit is @mazzelloplots 💕
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You had no idea what you’d done for Gwil to hate your guts but it must be dead serious because he just about didn’t give you any attention whenever you were in the same room. It was infuriating, as each day passed, you racked your brain to remember if you’d done or said anything for him to act like this around you but as always, nothing came to mind. All you got was a cold stare, or no eye contact at all, and at the very least, a few sentences but that was it. It made it even worse that both of you were friends with Ben, after all that’s how you were introduced to each other, you figured he’d be a good guy as was evident the first time you met, a regular mutual friend greeting; first handshake, small smiles and twinkling new eyes but ever since then, everything had changed.
Every time you went out and saw Gwil, he either said nothing to you but “Hi.” or he’d rush off somewhere else the moment you approached him. The cold shoulder did not do anything for your confidence, you were a friendly person and loved meeting new people but this was something else entirely, the confusion soon turned to tension and anger, ripping at your hair during lonely nights in your apartment, thinking why doesn’t he like me? Then you went to Ben who just shrugged and said he’d warm up to you eventually, which you found incredibly difficult to believe, you weren’t having it, it had been almost half a year and no progress, you’d had enough, you had to confront him.
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liv love, number 17 & 18 with either joe or gwil please. we love to see it :)
17. “Bite me”, 18. “If you insist” - hope u like this!
Being between the sheets with Gwil warmed your heart, and certainly other parts of you as well. He loved on you as if you were a goddess, every touch was mesmerising, every look was unforgettable, every kiss seemed like it was the first, you were pretty sure you could be like this with him forever.
Gwil felt the same way. He thought the world of you, he loved you passionately and deeply, both in and out of the bedroom, you were his girl, in every single way, and you felt so lucky that he'd chosen you to the recipent of his love and touch. His eyes never left your body, how you writhed beneath him made him go crazy, you two were crazy together, more so crazy in love.
On a night filled with heat and entangled limbs, you were obsessed with the sight that lay before you. Tousling brown hair between your legs, spread open over broad sweaty shoulders, a pair of soft hands squeezing and stroking the swell of your breasts, deep groans from the man who was devouring every inch of you, so focused on your pleasure, enjoying each moment, savouring the taste of your core. Gwil was a natural with his tongue, wet and warm on all the right places, slipping up and down over your folds, managing to touch spots you didn't even know existed. He lapped you up like a cat drinking milk, he was so into it, nothing excited him as much as this did, he twitched between his own legs when your back arched in a response to his lips being wrapped around your swollen clit.
"Fuck, keep going..."
Your pleading tone made him smirk between licks and flicks, his fingers a little rougher around your breasts, thumbs brushing over your nipples, so sensitive with everything he was doing to you. His rhythm became more intense, licking over your clit, up and down and around, then where he'd entered you just earlier that night. Moans flew from your mouth like running water, your hands buried in his hair, coaxing him to not stop, the pleasure was too good you could barely handle it, that burn of arousal rushed throughout your body down to your toes, curling into the small of his back the closer you got.
Gwil encouraged you to let go, slipping his fingers up and down your body as it rolled beneath his touch and tongue, keeping his attention on where you liked it the most, where he knew it would make you finally come undone again on this night.
"Cum for me, my love, you're so close, good girl.." He trailed off as your mewl cracked the silence and overpowered his words, back off the bed and your fingers tugging at his hair, head craned back as you felt the wave of your orgasm tumble over you like a wave. It was incredible, how easily he could make you finish, time and time again, mutiple times in one sitting, you didn't think you'd have the energy but Gwil was just that good.
"You know you sound so pretty when you do that." He smiled, locking eyes with you as he licked his lips, shiny from your arousal, pupils blown wide in elation and his hair a bird's nest from the contact of your hands; you could only imagine how you looked right now.
"Bite me."
"Babe, that's something kids say." He chuckled, stroking patterns on your hip, cheek pressed against one of your slick thighs. You shook your head, your fingers moving over his top lip, tracing the curve of it, nails scratching through the regrowth of his beard.
"No, I mean literally bite me. My thigh, be rough with me."
Gwil blinked at you before smiling again.
"I'm no vampire."
"No shit, just please, do it. You're always so soft and lovely and it's so good but sometimes...I want more, for you to be more...aggressive. Can you..try?" You asked, chewing on your thumbnail, cheeks heating up at the fact that you really were bringing this up with him. Gwil was always open to anything behind closed doors and you knew you could trust him, as communcation was key and important in this aspect of your life together, as well as every other part.
"Okay, let me give it a go. If you insist."
He dove back down between your legs and ghosted the tip of his tongue over the area where your core and thigh met, a very orgeneous spot for you, you couldn't help the whine that left your lips. His grin was hot on your skin, as he began to sponge kisses where you liked it, your fingers back at his scalp again. Gwil wrapped his mouth around a spot of your flesh and as if you hadn't of asked for it, his teeth pierced your skin, it stung but the good skin, you knew you were going to flare up from this, and you couldn't care less. You whimpered as he left another kiss where his teeth had been.
"You okay?"
"Yeah...yes, just do the other thigh, fucking please." You heaved and Gwil went to work, biting, licking, kissing, incorporating his fingers into the mix, rubbing over your swollen clit as he teased your thighs with his teeth and mouth. And god you were so glad you'd suggested it, because he was even better than you had expected.
A vow of oath came into your mind. You would never leave this room, as long as Gwil was here, you'd never want to go.
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A feather light touch follows the trickles of water that are equally as soft as the fingers that trail behind them while they run down your arms, and even though the water is warm you can’t help but shiver at the contact. Lips press gentle, deliberate kisses from your neck to your shoulder as you tilt your head to the opposite side, and the hands that have now reached your wrists carefully walk their way across your damp skin until they meet in the middle of your stomach.
The steamy shower cubicle suddenly becomes a few degrees warmer when Gwilym presses his body against yours and you can feel his erect member against your supple cheek. A heavy breath escapes your lips as one of his hands disappears between your legs while the other travels up to massage one of your breasts, your skin silky smooth after having already washed before Gwil joined you. His thumb circles your nipple slowly while you feel his breathing speed up a little, then he rolls it between his thumb and forefinger adding in sporadic pinching that makes you gasp lightly.
Your head falls back onto his shoulder as he moves you forward a step and allows himself a moment underneath the stream of warm water, the droplets from him landing on your skin as well, and your hands that currently lay limp at your sides now spring into action as they glide over your thighs and back towards Gwil’s where they run up to his hips and as far around to his buttocks as they can possibly reach. Your fingers knead his cheeks with fervour while you push your hips back against stiffness, letting it sink further into the soft mound of your own cheek, and you can tell he’s enjoying the sensation when the fingers that were lightly running up and down your slit now move deeper inside to tease your inner folds.
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80's Brian May x younger!reader 0.1
This is another part to my 1980s Brian May series. It’s their first time together. Enjoy…
Warnings: swearing, oral f-receiving, fingering, unprotected sex, cheating (I don’t agree with it, only for fiction), age gap
1981
Everyone was a natural high from how amazing the show had been. Like always, you’d been stood backstage watching the boys like a protective lioness, on hand if they needed anything. The moment they bounded off stage, all smiles and excitement, they ran over to you and gave you big, sweaty hugs which you always protested against, but secretly loved. Especially Brian’s, he was always a little bit softer, and hugged you for a little bit longer.
“Did you like our little shout out?” Brian asked.
The two of you were sat together on a small sofa, having been abandoned by the others, who had gone off into the party somewhere.
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Reblogging like a MOFO. OMG bless the person who took this glorious pic. 🙏🛐🥵🔥❤️
nah dawg what the hell is this photo of john i found on pinterest 😭😭
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This pic... Fuck!!!!!
Robert is hard as a rock...
