Okay Wrote A Request For Chiropractor!art Or Some Type Of Body Worker!art A Few Nights Ago Very Late

love to keep me warm (art donaldson x fem! reader) 🧣❄

i love the winter weather/so the two of us can get together

the knock on your door isn't surprising. you stop the whisking of your cookie batter to open the door, met with art donaldson and his adorably ruddy cheeks. "hi" art says quietly, his breath creating a misty cloud in the chilly air. you usher him in, watching as he removes his fuzzy hat (given to him by you last year when you were briefly infatuated with knitting), his hair a little messy. you step forward and reach out for him, sweeping his blonde hair out of his face for him. art, ever shy, gives a small "thank you" <3

there's nothing sweeter, finer/when it's nice and cold

art is happy to help you sprinkle chocolate chips into the dough, popping a few into his mouth with a smile. he watches you put the cookies into the oven adoringly, trailing after you like a puppy when you make your way to the couch, laying next to you and finally relaxing as you lean your head against his shoulder, his nose filled with the scent of your sweet shampoo and the cookies currently baking in the oven <3

i can hold my baby closer to me/and collect the kisses that are due me

art smiles as you snuggle closer to him, wrapping a long arm around you as you both watch the window, looking outside at the fluffy snow that is starting to fall on the ground. it makes you cold just looking at it, and you shiver just a little. art can tell though, and he reaches and grabs one of the thick blankets on your couch, wrapping it around you both. this act of kindness warms your heart, inspiring you to pull his face closer to you and kiss him softly <3

i love the winter weather/'cause i got my love to keep me warm

art kisses you back, as always, following your lead and letting you take control. you're not interested in taking it further right now though, so you break the kiss, smiling at arts quiet whine when you do. you lay your head on arts chest, sighing when he wraps the blanket around your shoulders. art runs his fingers through your hair, making little curls with his finger. even as the weather becomes increasingly cold outside, you don't feel the chill at all, and you doubt you will ever again. all because you will always have arts love to keep you warm <3

what do y'all want me to write... my inbox is dry as a bone rn... i need inspo!!!

just so y'all know you can always send me anything!!!! my inbox is filled with huge fic ideas and i am writing them but i don't wanna just not post anything until they're done... so pls send me your little ideas and thoughts and headcanons <33

i mean they all did but... art is my baby y'all know this <3

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tiktok just got banned.. where will i watch my horny art donsldson edits now...

UGHHHH i need him so bad rn.. like he gets so embarrassed but eventually he justs lets go and humps into you so fast and he's panting into your mouth, not even trying to kiss you anymore <3

Ugh virgin art… I love him

The first time you make him cum he’s shaking like a leaf after so you cuddle him and kiss his pretty face

AWWWW the first time he cums with you is when you’re making out and dry humping a little <3 he gets so into it like his face is all drawn up, his eyes are closed and his brow is all scrunched and his mouth is open and pink and pretty <3

He’s grinding against you like he’s trying to fuck you, whimpering against your mouth while he kisses you— alternating between sucking on your tongue and licking into your mouth <3

He loses himself in it a little bit, just ruts against you harder until he goes all stiff and cums him pants. It leaves such a big wet spot, it should be embarrassing but it felt so good. He’s shaking a little, whimpering as he ruts his way right into overstimulation while you kiss his neck and ask him if it felt good <3 such a sweetie

valentines day with art donaldson 💝

day 22: angry/makeup sex (just art coming to visit after a while) <3

almost home :) getting in uber now

your phone dings with arts text, making you smile widely. art has been gone for 3 weeks on a tournament in miami, and you've missed him terribly. you flutter around your room, picking up any stray papers or garbage on the floor. you're straightening your pillows on your bed when art knocks at your door, making you squeal with excitement. you open the door widely and jump into arts arms, making him drop his bags. "art!! you're here finally!" you smile, giving him a kiss on the cheek. art nods, his cheeks blushing. "im here.. finally" you kiss him for the first time in what seems like forever, and art immediately pushes his face against yours, his baby blue eyes fluttering closed.

art stumbles into your room, still kissing you as he shuts the door with one hand, before letting his arms loop around your waist and pull you closer. you weave your fingers into his hair, pulling and tugging to make him whine the way you like him to. art complies (of course) whining softly into your neck as he presses wet kisses below your ear. you giggle at the ticklish feeling, backing the two of you up until the back of your knees hit the bed. you sit up on the bed, pulling art to stand in between your legs. "missed you s' much.. was always thinking about you" art whispers into your ear, letting his hands rub up and down the sides of your body. you smile, "missed you too art.. missed you every day you were gone" art shivers at that, still not used to hearing such sweet words come out of your mouth.

you pull off arts sweater quickly, placing your hands on his flushed skin as he sucks purple marks into your neck. art does the same to you, taking time to notice that the sweater you were wearing was his own that he left behind with you. you press your chest against his, raking your nails down his back and leaving red trails behind. art bends into your touch, leaning forward onto the bed to lay you down, sliding between your legs. you pull down your sweatpants, kicking them to the side of the bed as art does the same. art promptly presses his dick into you, even though you're covered by your panties, art swears he can feel every part of you. "t-thought about this every day.." art admits bashfully, hiding his head in your neck.

you smile, happy to hear that art missed you just as much as you missed him. you're motivated to pull arts patterned boxers down under his balls, peeling your underwear to the side. "please just make it up to me art.." you groan, your head falling back onto the pillow. you'd forgotten how big of a stretch it is to take art fully, but he's producing enough precum to thoroughly lube the both of you up. art is snugly inside of you now, the feeling of his warm, full balls plugging you up makes you scratch at his shoulders. "move art.. please move.. i wanna feel you" you moan out, letting art move his hips the way he likes it, shallow enough to not make you feel too empty, but pulling out enough to make you feel the plap plap plap of his balls against your ass.

art moans loudly, pulling you impossibly closer to him. "f-fuck.. tried to j-jerk off without you but i couldn't cum.. couldn't do it without you.." art whines. the thought of art frustrated in his bed over the fact that he can't cum without you makes you tighten up around him, causing arts hips to stutter. arts hands come up to widen your legs for him, giving him more room to maneuver his lanky frame. before long, you hear familiar moans and whines that get louder and louder, alerting you to the fact that art is going to cum. "don't cum without me okay artie? you can last a couple more minutes, can't you?" you whisper seductively in his ear, almost hypnotizing him to nod along with you. "y-yeah i can do it.. i-ill be really good 'n ill wait for you.."

it takes arts full strength to hold himself back from cumming, but luckily the deep strokes he gives you makes you cum quicker than you thought, your back arching into his chest. art follows closely after you, moving his hips almost out of instinct to push his cum further into you, to make sure you would still have a piece of him the next time he went away. art shivers against you, his body automatically growing heavy and relaxed. art climbs fully into the bed next to you, now fully feeling the exhaustion of his day of traveling. "'m gonna go t' sleep now.. okay?" art mumbles against your skin, already drooling a little bit. "alright artie, ill be here" <3

need some virgin! art x touch starved! reader who really fucking needs some action and he just DOESN’T KNOW HOW so it’s a lot of laughter but both of them kiss so desperately…

I'D WANNA BE NEXT TO YOU..

(virgin art donaldson x touch starved! fem reader)

art has been your best friend since forever.. from sharing ice cream cones as kids to sharing homework answers in high school. you didn't want to lose him when he went all the way to stanford for college, so you went with him, stating that you already wanted to go to school there, it was just a coincidence that they had a tennis program for art. it was no secret that you two liked each other, it was obvious since you were young, and once you decided to follow art to college it was clear to him that he wanted to do something about it.

it was a normal sunny day at school, you made your way down the winding paths to the tennis courts like you usually do after class, knowing art is probably there practicing. he greets you with his usual smile and wave, walking over to say hi, spitting out his gum on the way. "hey, you're here earlier than usual" he says, "not that im complaining" you look away to hide the light blush forming on your face. "yeah well my lecture ended early, i thought i'd come surprise you" you smile, admiring the thin sheen of sweat on arts face, the moisture turning his hair curlier than usual. art says that his practice isn't over yet, but he'll come hang out at your dorm after. you nod, leaving and heading to your room to prepare. you know it's not normal to feel this pressure to be perfect for your friend, but you can't help but take a quick shower, slathering your body and hair in sweet smelling soap and spraying some perfume around the room.

you feel your stomach jump when art knocks on your door (you should really just give him a key), walking over and looking back at your room to make sure everything looked good, before opening the door. art immediately notices the sweet smell of you, his eyes fluttering shut as he greets you. "hi.. you smell nice" he says shyly, a big change from his demeanor earlier. you smile, waving him into your room and sitting cross legged on the bed. art sits next to you, on the edge of the bed, which you find strange, usually he gets comfortable right away. "are you okay art? you don't seem like yourself.." tilting your head to the side you try to meet arts eyes, but he doesn't look at you. "you know you can talk to me art, we've been friends since forever, you know?" he nods slowly, taking a deep breath before turning and facing you, sitting cross legged like you are. "okay.. ill tell you, but promise not to laugh at me okay?" you nod, urging him to speak more. "well.. patrick has been making fun of me a lot lately, you know how he is.. when he found out i was a virgin in college he couldn't believe it.. and- and i know we've been friends forever so i was wondering if you could help" he blurts it out so fast you have to take as second to actually understand what he means. "art.. are you sure? i mean wouldn't you want your first time to be with someone you like?" you ask, hoping you'll get the answer you're looking for. "i- it would be, if it was with you" he says, hanging his head down. he knows it's putting you in an awkward situation but it's now or never. you don't know why it happens, but you start to giggle, your heart filling with happiness after art confessed. "listen, art you know i'd do anything for you yeah? i just wanna make sure you actually want this.. with me, i don't want you to regret it" art looks toward you, finally meeting your eyes with his watery blue ones. "i could never regret anything i do with you" he says, leaning closer and pressing his lips to yours, sighing happily when you take control of the kiss, deepening it as you climb into his lap. pulling away and cupping his flushed face with your hands you press your forehead against his. "tell me if you want to stop okay art? ill take care of you i promise" he nods slowly, only looking at your lips and wishing they were on his again. you kiss him, more aggressively than before as you let your fingers wander down his chest, gently tugging at the hem of his shirt, feeling his flushed skin underneath. art gets the message, pulling off his shirt as he lets you do what you want to him, shifting from kissing him to sucking down his neck, leaving blooming purple marks in your wake that are sure to get art in trouble. he welcomes it though, he needs a reminder that you were actually here with him, that he wasn't imagining it. when you make your way back to arts mouth he whines softly, pulling at your shirt, "wanna see more of you.." you laugh softly, leaning back and pulling off your shirt, happy to press your own heated skin against arts. his head is reeling, the first girl he ever liked is kissing him, not just that but she's gonna take his virginity, art almost can't believe it, but feeling of you in his lap pulls him into reality.

after a few minutes you lean up on your elbows, telling art to take his finger out. "did i do something wrong?" he immediately asks, scared that he hurt you. "no no it's okay, i just think that im ready to have you inside of me okay?" he nods quickly and makes his way back up the bed, his hips hanging over yours. you fumble around on your nightstand to find a condom, taking it and handing it to art (who only knows how to put one on due to his embarrassing sex ed classes in high school) and spreading your legs wider to accommodate his frame. art looks quite anxious for someone who's about to lose his virginity with a girl he's liked his whole life, so you take his mind off of it by kissing him softly, not aggressively like before. when he starts to slowly enter you have to close your eyes at the stretch, he's not uncomfortably thick but he's definitely the longest you've taken. opening your eyes you're faced with art in the same situation, fully inside of you but not moving, his eyes scrunched closed. finding his hand white-knuckling the sheets next to your head, you replace the sheets with your own hand, lacing your fingers together. "art are you okay?" he nods, taking a deep breath. "yeah im fine it's just.. you're so warm and tight.. feels like i can't move" he almost whines, slowly dragging his hips out before pressing balls deep inside of you again. "fuck.." art swears he's in heaven when you clench around him, his forehead dropping to touch yours as he starts a steady pace, keeping in mind he could cum pretty much anytime. he can tell he's too nervous to get closer to you, so, making the move first you wrap your arms and legs loosely around him, feeling him actually relax and stop tensing his body. the closeness spurs him on as art sets a faster pace with his hips, now not even pulling out all the way, mostly just humping his hips into you. you weren't expecting him to perform as well as he is, feeling yourself clenching around him as you get closer. "art.. art im close.." you whine out to him and he nods, his eyes still closed as he squeezes your hand. as he gets closer you notice he also gets much louder, whines and moans escaping his lips with no sign of stopping, mostly utterings of "fuck you're so warm" and "please keep squeezing me like that" and though you love hearing him you know your neighbors will complain, so you kiss him yet again, still soft like before, and you can tell that both of you are trying to convey feelings of fondness through it.

you aren't surprised that art cums before you, with a loud moan that you're glad you had the foresight to stifle. it almost sends him into complete overstimulation when you cum, clenching tight around him. after the adrenaline wears off from cumming, art completely rests his body weight on you, his warm body actually weirdly comforting in the moments after sex. you sit in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before art finally pulls out, taking off the condom and throwing it in the trash before laying back down with you. "i really can't thank you enough.. i mean i thought losing my virginity would be awesome but.. that was like next level.." you laugh at arts flattering but funny wording as you flip onto your side, looking up at him. "of course art.. we've been friends forever, there's nothing i wouldn't do for you" arts stomach drops at the mention of friends, immediately thinking the worst. "so.. after this we'll just go back to being friends?" he has the cutest pout on his face when he asks. you almost laugh again, stopping yourself when you see the serious look on his face. "i mean after this i would hope that we could be more than that" you say, sitting up slightly. art let's out a breath he didn't know he was holding when you say that, "thank god.. ive been waiting to ask you to be my girlfriend for like 8 years now.." he smiles genuinely at you, his pretty blue eyes gleaming in the beams from the sun peeking through your window. you lean in, pressing a soft kiss before pulling away, reaching over for his backpack. "what are you doing?" he asks, confused when you hand him his phone. "don't you want to tell patrick the good news?"

art doesn't have much experience with his own pleasure, only finding time to jerk off quickly in the shower or to help himself sleep before bed, so he can't explain it when his hips start to cant against yours, whines and little moans escaping his swollen lips. you smile when his hips start to move, knowing that since it's his first time he probably can't help it, but you can't stop yourself from teasing him. "excited art?" you smile against him. he immediately blushes, hiding his face in your neck. "i- im sorry i don't know why that's happening.." he says, panting into your mouth. you giggle, feeling a bulge against you as you stop kissing art and look at him. arts lips are shiny and slick with spit, his chest and face flushed and his hair curled with sweat. "do you.. want to go further?" you ask even though you know the answer. he nods quickly, "yes.. please i do" you smile, happy with his answer, leaning forward and kissing him. you tap his hips with your hands to signal him to lift them, pulling off his gym shorts and exposing his boxers underneath. he gasps at the pressure of your hand on his bulge, the warmness of your hand feeling different (and much better) than his own. you look up at him, silently asking if you can go further and he nods, lifting his hips again to let you pull off his boxers, groaning when his drooling dick slaps against his tummy, smearing precum where it rests. art is so sensitive that even the air touching him makes him twitch. he looks away, embarrassed of his sensitivity and the fact that he's the only one naked. sensing his nervousness you say softly, "it's okay art, i knew you'd be sensitive, it's your first time after all, i was sensitive too" he smiles and nods, biting the inside of his cheek at the thought of you being the sensitive one.. but he'll save that thought for another day. he's brought rudely back into reality when you touch his dick softly, running your fingers gently from his flushed pink tip to his base, tightening your grip until art pretty much slaps your hand away. "i- im sorry i was too close, i don't wanna cum yet.." he says, trying to avoid the embarrassing truth that he just wants this experience to last longer. you nod, deciding to pull off your shorts and panties as well, for the first time feeling a bit embarrassed as art can't pull his gaze away from you. "you can touch me if you want to art.. i can help you" he nods wordlessly as you switch positions, now you lay back against your pillows as art hovers over you, desperate for the next step. "okay art, so before we do anything you have to prep me okay? it's best to use your fingers.." it's awkward to talk about it to him, but knowing it's his first time helps spur you along. "okay and.. and where do i put them?" art asks, looking up at you for guidance. you move him down the bed, so that he can be face to face with your pussy. the urge to squirm away or cover yourself up is hard to resist, and art is able to tell that, gently placing a warm hand on your inner thigh, the pressure calming you down. you take his other hand in yours, slowly guiding him down to your slit but letting him push a finger in on his own. he looks up at you constantly for validation that what he's doing is right, and feels good to you, his eyes widening when you clench around his finger, his dick twitching against the bed when he imagines how nice you'll feel against him. finally relaxing, you let art do his thing, blissfully rocking your hips against his hand. you're thankful that you're able to do most of the work, letting art just experience things for the first time.