Chapter One- Chandler’s POV
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Hear me out. It's not Gordon Ramsay that's specifically hot to mw. However. Being cursed at and degraded in front of everyone else, and trying not to be too obvious but being horny as fuck. Being punished for being a slut. Goddamn is that a hot image
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hm happy pride month to them
Red
Summary: Spencer can’t keep his eyes off your mouth. It must be your new red lipstick.
Warnings: Smut. 18+ ONLY. Minors DNI. Oral (M receiving)
Pairing: Spencer Reid x F. Reader
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“At least try it on. I’m sure it will look great on you.” Penelope pleads with you. You sigh, picking up the tube of red lipstick Emily got you for your Secret Santa gift. You had never been a big fan of colorful lipstick, always sticking to the nude shades you were comfortable with.
You look down at your dress, a sparkly, black mini dress that hugged your body in all the right places. You were going to a New Year’s Eve party at Rossi’s. JJ, Emily, and Penelope were going to be dressed to the nines. You didn’t want to feel left out. So, you hesitantly bring the tube to your lips, slowly applying the color. You push your bottom lip out, pouting to get a good look.
Surprisingly, it looked great on you. “Wow! You’re a total babe!” Penelope squeals, lightly shaking your shoulders. You take a few selfies together before leaving for the party.
“Baby girl, looking good as always. And who is this stone cold fox?” Derek jokes pulling you in for a hug. Spencer peeks around the corner, to see what all the commotion was. You smile at him, waving slightly. He smiles back, dark eyes twinkling as he looks at you. His gaze stops on your lips.
You notice he swallows thickly, large hands wringing together nervously. His eyes fall to the floor when he notices you watching him carefully. You frown, wondering what that was all about.
Drinks are flowing as Rossi sets the table with the dinner he made for everyone. While you’re eating, you can’t help but be aware of Spencer, who can’t keep his eyes off you. No, not you, your mouth. Every time you take a bite, Spencer’s fork loudly clinks against his plate.
A drop of sauce falls on your bottom lip, when your tongue darts out to lick it off, Spencer chokes on his wine. He puts a hand up, shyly signaling that he is okay.
After dinner, the team separates in the back yard. Emily and Hotch are talking, suspiciously close together. Penelope is almost in Derek’s lap, giggling as he whispers in her ear. JJ, Will, and Rossi are filling up their glasses at the wine station Rossi set up.
You and Spencer finish cleaning up in the kitchen. He walks way, heading for the back door. You catch his wrist, wrapping your hand around it. “Come here.” You walk toward the guest bedroom Rossi said was yours for the night. You open the door, the creaking so loud, you’re afraid you might get caught sneaking around.
You shut it quietly behind Spencer as he walks in. “What are you doing?” He asks, scrunching up his nose. “I noticed that you keep staring at me, or my lips I should say.” He swallows, his adams apple slightly bobbing. “I - I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-“ You push him toward the bed, the back of his knees hitting the mattress as you shove him down.
“Shhh. No need to apologize. I don’t mind the staring. I like it.” He runs his hands through his mess of curls as you sink down on your knees in front of him. You reach for the button on his slacks, when you feel him grip your wrists to stop you.
“You don’t have to do that.” You twist your hands, freeing yourself. “I know I don’t have to, Spencer. I want to. Loosen up, live a little.” At your request, he helps you by undoing his pants, and sliding them down his legs.
His impressive length throbs as you stroke it gently, bringing it to your lips. You slowly trace a vein with your tongue, loving the way he shivers under your attention. You drag your tongue languidly over him, swirling around the head as your hand grips the base.
His breath hitches when you finally take him all the way in, lips sealing around him. You lock eyes with him as you begin to suck. “Oh fuck, that feels so good.” He praises you. You clench your thighs together, Spencer hardly ever cursed. It was beyond sexy to watch him come apart because of you.
Spencer whimpers as you bob your head up and down, taking him deeper. His long fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you further down on him. Saliva drips off your chin onto his thighs, as you struggle to take him. When you adjust to his size, you swallow around him, earning a whimper from him. His knuckles turn white as he grips the comforter on the bed.
“I’m gonna c-“ He starts, tapping on your head so you can stop if you want. The fucked out look in his brown eyes makes you pick up your pace. You lock your arms around his thighs, pulling him to you. You flatten your tongue, pursing your lips as you suck harshly, tightening your throat around him. Your name falls from his lips like a prayer as he spills down your throat.
You remove him from your mouth, confidently sticking your tongue out to show him you had swallowed every drop he gave you. Spencer blushes, throwing his arm over his face as he lays back against the mattress. “I need a minute.” He tells you. You walk over to the mirror on the wall, using your thumbs to wipe away the mess on your chin and tidy up your smeared lipstick. You look at your phone to see it was a little after midnight. “Happy New Year.” You say over your shoulder, as you leave the room.
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can i request a Sal Vulcano x reader smut where Sal is a bottom and they have super kinky sex?
That picture of Sal is me rn reading this prompt...
ANYWAYS, you said you wanted Sal to be a bottom, and you wanted super kinky sex, so I (think) I delivered! I hope you like it!
(Just a warning, I have never written for Sal or for anyone being a bottom, so if it's bad, that's why)
Warnings: Use of Y/N; Porn/Little Plot; Dom/Sub Dynamics (if you squint); Bondage; Oral (male receiving); Handjob; Edging; Vibrator Usage (male receiving); Petnames (Baby, Sweetheart);
Smut Ensues Below The Cut
18+, you have been warned!
Sal was going crazy as you straddled him, tying his hands to the headboard with his tie. You moved quickly and efficiently, carefully moving as to not accidentally graze his lap, as he only had his boxers left on. He had stripped the rest of his clothes off before you both even made it to the bed. You had somehow managed to keep your dress, which was very revealing he might add, during the initial minutes.
When you finished tying him up you slowly made your way back down to the edge of the bed, your dress riding up your hips and your head becoming level with his lap. His erection was very visible from where you were kneeling on the bed. You slowly grazed your hand up his thigh. You could feel the muscles clench as you made your way to his clothed mound. When your hand reached his covered erection he moaned.
"Fuck. Please just touch me Y/N." He whimpered as you squeezed him through his boxers, a wet patch of precum dampening the fabric. "Please!"
You wrap your hand around him as well as you can through the boxers and start to rub him, the movement of your hand and the rough friction from the fabric causing him to moan loudly. You clench your thighs as the sound of Sal makes your lower stomach flutter.
"Please baby! I'm so close! P-please!" Sal manages to say through breathy moans.
"I know baby, I can feel it," You respond in a purposefully sultry voice. And you can feel how close he is, his dick twitching in your grip and his boxers becoming drenched in his precum.
Before he could come you pulled away, leaving him breathless and frustrated. His chest was heaving, sweat starting to gather on his shirtless frame, his hair starting to stick to his face. His eyes began to refocus as you pulled down his boxers.
"Couldn't let you go off and come in your underwear now could I baby? Got to take care of you nice and good," You said, soothing him as he whined.
As soon as his boxers were on the floor next to his pants and shirt, you wrapped your fingers around his long, girthy member, and squeezed slightly as precum dripped down your fingers. You could barely contain the urge to lick up the salty substance, but you did so that you could thoroughly enjoy what was to come. You slowly began to move your hand, your other hand gripping his thigh to keep you upright. His dick twitched as more precum gathered at the base of his erection, pooling in the small little patches of dark hair gathered there.
You licked your lips as he moaned, saying your name under his breath as he whimpered and whined for you to move faster. You, unable to deny him when he was like this, sped up, his hips thrusting up to meet your hand. Your thumb trailed along the slit at his tip, forcing him almost over the edge. You were barely keeping your own feelings down, your stomach clenching and your thighs desperately creating friction between your legs. Your panties, the special lacy ones you wore for tonight, drenched from hearing Sal's moans.
"I'm gonna come! Y/N I- I'm gonna-" Sal moaned loudly, his voice cutting out from how strained his voice was.
However, before he could come, you decided it would be fun to edge him for just a little while longer, and pulled away, causing him to strain against his restraints and cry out.
"I know. I know. But I have a surprise for you okay? You're gonna like it baby, alright?" You told Sal, having one last surprise for him before you could allow him to come.
"Fuck! Please just touch me! I don't care how just-" He grunted before giving up and going slack against his restraints.
You decided to tease him a bit before you continued, "Aww. Are you upset that I won't let you come? Hmm? Well, with that attitude you won't come all night? Do you want that sweetheart? Huh baby?"
Sal hadn't even noticed that you were creeping off the bed, all he could say were half muttered apologies, barely conscious enough to say them.
"Please! Y/N I promise... I promise I'll be good. Won't say anything else, just please touch me," Sal said, finally coming down enough to realize what you meant.
You, now fully off the bed, grabbed a small box you had brought into the bedroom earlier in the night. You opened it, and inside lay a small vibrator and some short silk ropes.
You climbed back onto the bed and began to tie Sal's ankles to the end to the bed. You wanted him to be under your full control for this moment. After you finished with his ankles, you looked up at him through your thick eyelashes and saw he was looking down at you, his face red and damp from heat and sweat. God, how did you get this damn lucky?
You crawled in between his now-separated legs and wrapped your mouth around the tip of his cock. He let out a shocked gasp as you sucked and licked his slit, his deliciously salty precum finally filling your mouth. You moaned around his erection, his moans and whimpers filling the air around you.
You slipped your mouth off of his cock with a pop! You quickly wrapped your hand back around his dick so he wouldn't complain, and with your other hand you grabbed the vibrator sitting next to you. A buzzing filled the air as soon as you hit the button, and you silently took in Sal's expression. His glossy eyes looking at you, mesmerized by both your hand jerking him off and the small little black toy in your hand.
You suddenly placed the buzzing toy on his slit while your hand moved up and down around him. He immediately let out a long, deep groan, jerking his head back and his hips up as much as he could with his restraints.
"You like that baby? Hm?" You asked pressing the toy harder against his slit and squeezed around him with your hand.
"Y- oh fuck yes!" Sal moaned aloud.
You were sur the neighbors could hear you now, but you really didn't care. You pressed the button again, turning the toy to a higher power, watching Sal's precum glaze both the toy and your fingers as it dripped down from his now-swollen tip. His face was drenched in sweat, and his hair was wet and flat on his forehead. His chest heaved and his thighs clenched as he became close.
"Y/N! Please let me come! I was good! I- I was so good! Please let me come for you!" Sal yelled out, his hips attempting to thrust into the toy and your hand faster.
You put the toy up to a higher power and moved your hand faster, a wet slapping sound emitting from where your hand hits his pelvis.
"Come for be baby. Come on. You can do it baby, yeah." You cooed as he came, his white seed spilling over the toy and covering you fingers as you slowly brought him down from his high.
When he began whining, you took away the toy and your hand, licking his salty cum from your fingers. You stood up, walking to the headboard, and untied his wrists, throwing the tie onto the ground. You then walked around and did the same thing to both ankles.
Before you could walk away and grab a washcloth to clean him up, he grabbed you by the wrist and spun you around.
He gave you a small kiss on the lips, then whispered, "I think it's your turn now, sweetheart."
Well played, YouTube recommendations…
Since Kinktober is happening fairly soon (like in a few days), I want to ask for some Kinktober requests! I have a few ideas already, but am really wanting to challenge myself. So... here are some of my rules for this Kinktober (2024)!!!
Hard No's:
Anything that has to do with feces, urine, or vomit
Anything to do with animals (like, actual animals. Werewolves and stuff like that is alright)
Incest (even if it is two siblings sharing someone)
Minor/Underage Stuff (Not even just adultxminor, but minor/underage in general)
Maybe's:
Non-Con (in certain circumstances or with certain characters, but I won't write any r@pe/non-con when it comes to real people. Ex: Brian Quinn)
Yes's:
Pretty much anything else! I will write literally any kink (unless it makes me suuuupppeerrrr uncomfy) so ask away!
why are the impractical jokers so hot 💀💀💀
Wait, so "Daddy" in But Daddy I love Him is the public who criticise Taylor's love life? Genius