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“Meet and Greet”

An Henry Cavill x Reader x Jungkook fanfic, don't like, don't read please! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, THIS WORK OF FICTION CONTAINS SEXUAL THEMES.

A/N: okay this is credited to my friend who gave me the brainworm of Henry Cavill and Jungkook together as Calvin Klein models and my brain overloaded so here we go a smutshot of Dom Henry, Sub Reader and Sub Jungkook. This is like my first ever legitimate work I'm posting anywhere so take this with a grain of salt.

Word count: 2209

Warnings: MLM, Blow job, fingering (M, W receiving), Facial cumshot, Eiffel towering, squirting, riding, pussy eating, I think that's it.

Jungkook's eyes rolled back in his head as the assault of his prostate continues, each thrust, dragged the cock deeper and deeper in his walls. Opening his tear soaked lashes, his eyes fell on his girlfriend, sitting on The Superman actor's face, Henry William Daligesh Cavill's face, moaning wantonly

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The fan meet was in full swing, the fact Jungkook was even able to attend this justice league meet and greet was a big deal. He was always so busy, the tours, shows, practices and new recordings. Your boyfriend barely had time to breathe. Your personal love life was getting bland too. This was such a awesome day for you both. Meeting childhood Superheroes in reality.In particular, Henry Cavill. That man was your first crush, first celebrity love and everything and who hadn't had a crush on that man? Even your boyfriend wasn't immune to him. He was vibrating out of skin from the sheer excitement.

“Jungkook? You alright,love?” you whispered to him.

“I don't think I'm straight anymore, look at his arms-” he got cut off by your choked laughter.

“You both are the ideal threesome, you know?” your eyes shone with mischievous motives and his face flushed.

As the one on one meet and greet started, you both stood up in your line so that Jungkook was right behind you. Each actor was actually so sweet, Jason Momoa, had teasingly even called you a goddess because of your beauty and complimented you on your pretty dress. Jungkook was even flirted with, he was so red as Gal Gadot not only called him a walking biohazard but also checked him out from head to toe.

The final man as you moved on from Ben Affleck was Henry, he had looked over to you as you moved to sit infront of him, he looked downright delicious in the rolled up sleeves of denim shirt and jeans. If there's a man under the sky who can pull off denim on denim, it'd be hundred percent him.

“Hello, Mr. Cavill. I'm ____” He clasped your hand in his, his hand dwarfed yours.

“Just Henry for a pretty one like you.” your face flushed.

“Thank you, you're very good looking too,Henry” His smile was charming, and his eyes held an undercurrent of something dark.

“Say _____, I was wondering, after this meet and greet, I was gonna head out for a drink. Maybe you'd like to join me.” His pupils had turned a little more blown out. Your face was doing an impressive job of cosplaying a tomato.

“Um, I have- uh- actually- I have a boyfriend. The one behind me talking to Ben Affleck." His smile faltered a little.

“Ah. Shame. You're too pretty for your own good. Let him treat you nicely. What does he do?”

“He's a musician, a Korean celebrity. He's from BTS.” Henry's eyes widened a little, and his eyebrows almost disappeared in his hairline.

“Oh? Wow, that's amazing. I've always wanted to meet that band, I like their songs, you're telling he's up next? Which one is he? The leader? RM?” your heart fluttered little at how nice he was.

“The youngest, Jungkook. I've been dating him for about 2 years now” His beaming smile widened.

“A very beautiful, hot and sexy couple you'd make. I gotta confess something come closer-” you move closer and his breath tickled your ear, sending goosebumps all over your neck and arms. “-I always had a little crush on him from when I discovered their music back in 2020” Your eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

“You're into?” His lips tugged up slightly and he nodded. “Proudly Bi, just haven't came out to the public yet.” You smacked a hand on your mouth.

“Quick question, you can say no if you want-” His left eyebrow lifted up. “-would you like to, you know, like, um- uh- deep breaths _____ come on. Would you like to come back with me and Jungkook both? To our hotel?-” You held your breath as he looked at you with his blown out blue eyes and then looked over to your boyfriend engaged in a very animated conversation with the Batman actor, he checked out Jungkook with so much heat in his eyes that you shivered in your seat, squirming slightly.

“I'll take you up on that offer, _____ can I get your number? I'll call you after I'm done here.” His eyes promised deep satisfaction as you scribbled down your number on his arm discreetly, and moved on and down the stage, watching Jungkook take the seat all while squirming and blushing. Today is going to be fucking amazing.

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“_____! HE WAS FLIRTING WITH ME- I'M GONNA FUCKING DIE-” Jungkook whines pushing his face into your shoulder. You wondered if telling him that the man he's currently dying over is coming over later to fuck you both 7 ways into the next Sunday would be too much.

Putting the key in your room to access the power, you turned on the light. “Baby, you should go shower, someone's coming over afterwards.” Jungkook's confused face looked at you, waiting for further explanation.

“It's quite literally your ideal man. Henry Cavill, himself is coming over. Don't you wanna fuck Superman? Hmm?” You words made Jungkook shiver, blood rushing down between his legs and they wobbled as his body slumped down on to a chair in the middle of the living room of the suite.

“You- The Henry Cavill? Um? Like the man, the entire World is gay for and women would die for? He IS COMING?????? _____! Oh my god-” He looked overwhelmed but the slight chub in his pants told you just how much excited he is at the prospect of having you and The Superman for the night.

“Go shower, I'll shower too. Shoo now, Jagiya.” He scrambled out on wobbly legs and into a bathroom just as you step inside another one.

You had given Henry your suite number and hotel name before leaving and gotten a little startled, as you saw him in your living space as you entered wearing a bathrobe. Jungkook stumbles in after you and gasped at the sight of Henry lounging on the sofa with a few top buttons of his denim shirt undone giving a peek at his chest hair and cut collar bones. His smirk made you realise that he understood exactly where both you and your boyfriend were looking at.

“So who's the Dom and Sub between the both of you?” His dark smouldering eyes paired with the smile promising nothing but lust made your head foggy. Jungkook wasn't faring much better because at Henry's words Jungkook whimpered unconsciously.

“Both.” His eyebrow lifted up.

“We're Versatile. Both of us.” Jungkook mumbled through his embarassment.

“Isn't that just bloody lovely.” He stood up and walked over to both of you instantly reminding you of your nakedness and how dressed he was. Jungkook was literally in a tiny hotel towel.

“Let's lay down some ground rules, alright? The stop light system. Red for stop, Yellow for slow or a minute and Green for go, clear?” Both of us nodded, Jungkook was swaying on his feet a little with his enthusiasm.

“If your mouth is occupied, 3 taps for green, 2 for yellow, and 1 for red. Alright?” your face flushed at the implications. Both of your heads bopped down in a nod.

“What about condoms? I'm clean, got my tests done a week ago, haven't been with anyone.” He looked calm and collected unlike you two, increasingly becoming more and more red with each word from him.

“No please, wanna feel you both.” You whisper as Jungkook eagerly gave his consent. Henry's smiled almost turned predatory and he laughed. A deep rich and smooth baritone floated into the air.

“Great, Come here _____.” Henry pulled you onto his lap and his mouth crushed yours in a bruising kiss. He kissed like he looked, full of dominance, power and somehow sheer elegance. Leaving your swollen lips he pulled Jungkook down by his towel on his other thigh, the one unoccupied by your frame. Weaving his free hand into Jungkook's hair, he captured Jungkook in a feral kiss as well and you could clearly see the outline of Jungkook's excitement underneath his towel as his mouth gets utterly ruined but Henry's tongue. When Jungkook was spared from Henry's assault on his lips, he looked like a wreck, his dick continuously twitching underneath his towel and his breathing coming out in pants.

“Bedroom?” His voice made Jungkook whine and you moaned. A chorus of Yes please! rang out as both of you rushed to the master bedroom in the suite as Henry leisurely followed the two of you, unbuckling his belt as he walked. Your mouth went dry as he popped open the button and unzipped his jeans. The bulge in his underwear made your mouth water, you heard Jungkook's breath catch in his throat.

“Who wants to suck me off and who wants to sit on my face?” his deep voice punched out an involuntary whimper out of you both. “I want- I want to suck you- please, sir?” God Jungkook looked so pathetic staring at Henry with his big doe eyes, begging to have his mouth stuffed to the brim. “Fuck bunny, you look like a bunny, can I call you that?” his voice was raspy and thick with desire. “Yes, yes sir. I'll be your bunny” you stared in awe as Jungkook fell down at his knees near the bed and Henry walked over sitting down on the edge of the bed while accomodating Jungkook between his legs. ……………………………………………….........................

And that's how you both ended up here, with Jungkook split open on Henry's dick as you ride his nose and tongue, crying for mercy.

“Agh-sIR! Too much! TOO MUCH! PLEASE- can't fuck- it hurts- no-no more! Plea-AH-” your voice broke mid sentence as two of his thick digits bullied their way into your swollen folds joining his tongue's merciless assault on you puffy clit. His chin and throat was drenched in your essence due to the sheer amount of orgasms you already had experienced on his perfect face.

Jungkook wasn't faring any better, each brutal thrust punching out an almost feral moan out of the idol's throat. “Hen-SIR! Yes- yes right there! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me- please please PLEASE! Use me! I can't I'm gonna cum, you're- mhm-ah-AGH- my prostate- NGH-!!!!” He squeals as his body was forced into another orgasm, ropes of cum shooting out of his red, sensitive tip onto Henry's happy trail and abs. Henry groans into your swollen dripping pussy as Jungkook clamps down on to his dick like vice, whimpering because of overstimulation.

“I'm gonna squirt, HENRY- Jungkook! Sir- oh- ah! Fucking GOD, OH- my pussy is gonna break, I can't! I'm gonna- nah- ah- fuck fuck fuck-” your pussy contracts one last before the dam in your lower belly breaks and jets of clear liquid gushes out of cunt in spurts, soaking Henry's entire lower face and chest.

Both you and Jungkook collapse against each other over Henry body as he gently maneuvers both of you off of him. As you open your bleary eyes, they fell on his painful erection, Henry hadn't cum yet.

You nudged Jungkook and the both of you pushed him down, each straddling a thigh. Henry let of a small gasp as you got to work. Leaning down and taking his leaking tip into your mouth, a moan was ripped from Henry's mouth. Jungkook shuffled around for sometime and produced the open bottle of lube that was used earlier to prep him into taking Henry's thick cock. He drizzled some onto his fingers before his tongue joined you in smothering Henry's dick.

“Oh-oh fuck bunny. Princess, your throat feels divine-” He pushed one of his arms to cover his face as the other threaded itself into your hair. There was another loud moan from Henry as Jungkook pushed his finger into his tight heat. The warmth on his cock and balls from two very eager mouths as well the pressure on his prostate from the prying fingers made Henry's head spin. His volume was rising, moans and groans falling from his lips as his hips moved on their own, chasing the heat while simultaneously pushing his ass towards the fingers abusing his sweet spot.

“Shit shit shit, fuck- off off- I'm gonna cum, darlings- pull off pull off- Jesus Christ- FUCK-” Thick ropes of cum shot out his twitching dick as his thighs shake and hips continue to thrust minutely. The cum streaks painted both your and your boyfriend's face and all three of your hearts continue to race.

“Wow, Kryptonian stamina wasn't a joke, holy shit-” Henry busted out laughing at Jungkook's joke.

“Now think about Yoongi hyung, who wrote gay fanfics in highschool, finding about his maknae, getting plowed to oblivion by the Superman himself-” you stopped at the grimace on Jungkook's face as Henry started wheezing.

After a while, Henry had cleaned all three of you with a wet towel before tucking you two into the bed and then getting in himself, succumbing to the post orgasmic blissful sleep.

Proof of love ♡

Sherlock Holmes x fem!reader

Prompt: After y/n gets a little stressed about her and Sherlock's relation and— Well, Sherlock shows her how he really loves her ;)

Warnings: smut 18+ minors DNI, age gap (reader is in their 20s and Sherlock in his 30s), p in v, unprotected sex, fluff, creampie

A/n: I need Sherlock in my life so badly 😩

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Sherlock and I just arrived home after attending a high society party so we could unfold more information about this recent case. Enola and Tewkesbury were there too, the first working on her case as well and the later was there on work behalf as he is a Lord and has his duties as one.

Enola was clearly bothered with all the feminine attention Lord Tewkesbury was given. I couldn't censure her as I was feeling the same towards Sherlock and all those ladies around him asking for a dance, their hands all over my man. Enola and I just rolled our eyes and focused on our cases ignoring each woman who approached the men.

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Sherlock opened the door to his apartment and we walked in, I was clearly frustrated and it didn't slip Sherlock's gaze "You alright, darling?" he asks tenderly and cautiously.

I turn to him and see his concern "Yes, love, everything's alright." I say, even though I was lying. Those interactions all night long made me feel easily discarded and replaced.

Sherlock and I relationship was somewhat recent, we were only together for half a year and yet none of us dared to say those three simple words.

I can say that I care for him deeply, I got really attached to his personality, behaviour, the manner he works and thinks, his papers all around his apartment in a perfectly messy way, the way he played the violin when wanted to relax and get lost for a moment.

I truly fell for this exquisite detective, but I didn't dare to say those words to his face as I was afraid he wasn't feeling what I was. So I kept it to myself until now.

Sherlock frowns and follows me to our shared room "Darling, I know you and I can tell something is up." he says with concern in his voice as I try to unzip my dress, ending to ask him for help on it. He gladly does "Please talk to me." his voice wavering a bit making me look at him worriedly.

I sigh seeing his saddened face as I've never seen him like this. Getting closer to him I lay my hands, one on each side of his face and look deep into his eyes with tenderness "It is nothing important of concern, honey." I say softly, trying to brush it off.

But then again, Sherlock Holmes wouldn't be Sherlock Holmes without discovering the truth "It is concerning you and if it is concerning you, it is concerning me." he says pointing between us as he talks "Please, don't leave me in the dark, dove." he says while holding my gaze and I gave in and told him everything I was feeling at the party and when all the female attention is on him, how replaceable I feel, how dischargeable, how ridiculous.

I was now sitting at the end of our bed with my head hanging as my eyes freely released tears while looking at our hands interlocked on my lap "Oh, dear, why haven't you talked about this with me?" he asks caringly, I sniff and he brings his index finger and thumb to my chin, lifting it so I could look into those blue pools "I didn't want to overreact." I say barely above a whisper, he smiles softly "It's not overreacting dear and I assure you here that I have only eyes for you, my beautiful girl." he says as he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, caressing my cheek afterwards and cleaning the remaining of my tears with his thumb.

"Prove it then." I blurt out shocking myself with my boldness, but nonetheless Sherlock chuckles darkly making me shiver "With pleasure, darling." he says as he leans over me making me lay down on the mattress behind me.

Now hovering over me he caresses my sides teasingly as his lips brush mine. No words were said as he connects strongly and lovingly his lips to mine eliciting a moan from me. He starts lowering his hands as his lips move to my neck and collarbone, teasing and marking all the soft spots.

I was already on my undergarments making me start to take off his clothes as he's still fully clothed, first his jacket, then his tie and vest, his shirt and belt were now off and he pulled down his pants discharging them somewhere in the room.

"Please, I need you." I say tugging at the waistband of his underwear, he chuckles "Eager are we?" he asks making me flush as I nod. He frees himself as I take off of me the remains of my underwear.

Now both fully naked we scan each others body "You're so beautiful." he growls caressing my side with his fingertips before capturing my lips while aligning himself with my entrance. As he enters me my mouth falls open and a moan echoes through the room "Oh dear." he says against my ear, his arms each on either side of my body, his hands behind my back, flat on my shoulder blades as he moves lovingly in and out of me.

My legs wrap around his waist pulling him closer as my nails dig into his back certainly leaving some scratches over it. Both breathing heavily and moaning into each other's ears; I love this man so much.

Sherlock speeds up his pace hitting a wonderful spot inside me over and over "Yes, honey, don't stop!" I say gasping sensing the tension building up each time he pounds into me. He then gets on his knees bringing my legs up to rest on his shoulders, I cry out in pleasure as he groans pounding strongly "I'm so close, Sherlock." I say, my legs start to tremble with the feeling.

With a few more pushes and I'm taken over the edge, Sherlock following, spilling his seed into me "Ah, Sherlock!" I say pushing him down and kissing his lips eagerly and then softly. As he pulls away he brushes against my lips, whispering "I love you." I froze and look up at him "What?" I breathe out starstruck about his confession, his eyes widen as he realized he just confessed his feelings for me out loud.

I bring my hand to his cheek and caress it, I smile before letting out a soft chuckle as my eyes fill with happy tears. I lift my head so I could reach his slightly trembling lips and close the gap, the kiss is slow, tender and filled with love, as we were telling without words 'I love you'.

Slightly I pull away and whisper against his lips "I love you too." his eyes widen slightly hearing the words slip like honey from my mouth making me smile lovingly at the man still above me.

Sherlock Holmes x fem!reader

Prompt: Y/n gives Sherlock a time out of the work

Warnings: smut 18+ minors DNI, age gap (reader is in their 20s and Sherlock in his 30s), p in v, unprotected sex, creampie

A/n: Hey! It's my first work here on Tumblr! So please be nice, thank you <3 Also I'm open to requests! (Character or not, male or female x femreader :3)

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The smell of tobacco coming from the smoking pipe invaded my nostrils, which made me look over towards the man sitting on his chair while concentrating on the papers scattered all over the desk in front of him. A frown on his face and the smoking pipe dangling from his lips, his hair a little ruffled from the many times he passed his hands over it.

My face softens and a smile forms on my lips, it is amazing how this man can be even more handsome when he doesn't care, but what is truly remarkable is how the so famous detective, Sherlock Holmes, can't figure out the feelings I nurture for him, for I don't even try to hide them.

Realizing that I am staring I shake my head and look back at the tangling lines on the map securing some clues in certain places.

Nonetheless, I can't take the man present in the same room out of my head. How we both need some rest, so I decide to take matters into my hands.

With my heart hammering into my ribcage I approach Sherlock from the side "Any luck?" I ask, trying to gain more time so my restless heart wouldn't jump out through my mouth. The man closes his eyes while sighing "None. This man is playing with us, he's always a step ahead." he says now looking directly at me.

Taking a deep breath I approached him more "Maybe we need some rest, so we could think straight. In the early morning is better than the late night, Sherlock." I say trying to convince him, but he doesn't listen to me "No, I need to solve this. You go rest, y/n. You deserve it." he says getting back to his papers.

I roll my eyes annoyed and turn his chair towards me so he could be face to face with me "You deserve to rest as well." I say firmly while staring at his blue eyes.

Sherlock seems surprised by my behavior "Y/n, I-" he tries to say but I stop him by putting my index finger in front of his lips "No 'but', no nothing. Rest." I demand. He opens his mouth again to talk so I straddle him, our faces now centimeters away "No 'but's." I say seductively, his body tenses under mine "Y/n-" he gulps, my heart roaring on my chest, my nerves are above the scale, but I keep my composure, firm, sexy and confident.

A wave of pure confidence floods over me and in a second I close the gap between us, my mind racing with a million thoughts all at once, my heart ripping out of my chest and the air on my lungs no longer existing. Until I felt Sherlock hands grabbing firmly my waist, pulling me closer and his lips moving hungrily against mine.

I started grinding against him, which made his hands grip my hips. His touch feels electric against my body. A needy moan escapes between my lips and as a result of, Sherlock hands move to my thighs, slowly, painfully, teasingly, moving towards my center.

"Please." I breathe out against his lips, he looks at me, his eyes dark with desire "Please what, darling?" his voice seductively low and raspy "I need you." I say tugging his hair softly while keeping my hip movements. I can feel him hard against my center "Then take me." Sherlock says daringly, that's all I needed to hear.

My hands move to his pants unbuttoning them and releasing him, I can feel myself dripping at his sight. With one hand I grab him and slowly stroke him, teasing him, pulling a guttural groan out of Sherlock, his head falls back against the chair. My other hand is pulling my undergarments off of me and when I'm fully free I stop my movements and look deep into Sherlock eyes "You sure about this?" I ask him "I've dreamed of this moment, darling. I'm truly certain about this." the man says while squeezing my thighs, his eyes darting between my eyes and lips.

I cup his face so I could bring him closer to seal our lips together in a heated kiss. He lets out a groan when one of my hands grabs him while centering with me. Moving my body down slowly I feel his tip entering me, my head falls to his shoulder, my mouth wide as he keeps filling me up, his head back and his eyes shut, while a soft moan escapes his soft lips.

When he's fully inside me I wait a moment so I can adjust to his size, Sherlock on the other hand starts displaying open mouth kisses from my neck to my collarbone, his hand rips the corset buttons open and then pulls my blouse down so my breasts are fully disposed to him. He moans at the sight before attaching his lips to my right nipple, making my head fall back as my hand goes to the back of his head, nuzzling my fingers into his hair, pulling his head even more towards me.

My hips start moving slowly causing Sherlock and I to groan in synchrony "You have no idea how long I've been thinking about this." He says against my breasts looking up at me like a lost puppy, the sight mixed with the words he said brings out a chuckle from me "And here I thought you were the best detective of all time." I say beginning to move up and down, filling me up each time I move down, his tip hitting a wonderful spot every single time.

"Bloody hell, y/n. You feel wonderful." Sherlock says grabbing my hips so he could help me with the movements "Yes, Sherlock, just like that." I say feeling the pressure building up on my lower abdomen.

I start to move sloppily and out of coordination so Sherlock circles my waist with his arms pulling me closer to him, our bodies sticky with sweat, he starts moving his hips up and down with deep and faster trusts which makes me stop my own movements and scream out "Sherlock!" He bites my neck sucking right after, certainly leaving a love mark.

"That's it darling, cum for me." His deep raspy voice demands on my ear and it was all I needed to go over the edge, my body trembles with ecstasy, but nonetheless Sherlock keeps his movements, a little more sloppier than before "Good girl. Now are you going to make daddy cum as well?" He asks making me moan at his words "Yes." I say and he slaps my butt cheek "Yes what?" Sherlock asks with his deep voice "Yes, daddy." I say biting my bottom lip "That's my good girl. I'm gonna fill you up with my seed and you're going to take it all." He says grabbing my chin and forcing me to look right at his blown irises "Yes, daddy, give me everything." I say feeling my second orgasm building up.

All that is heard on the loft is the encounter of our skins, the sounds of my juices dripping all over him "Shit- Sherlock, I'm close!" I say as my walls clench around him and I could tell his near too. A few more deep trust and his hot liquid is filling me up while my body shakes almost violently with my second ecstatic moment.

After coming down from our highs I lay my forehead against his, a smile plastered on my lips, our breaths shaky and heavy. Sherlock chuckles and kisses me softly "What if we take this to the bedroom?" His suggestive tone makes me chuckle "Lead the way." I say before he lifts me up in his arms while getting himself up from his chair, making our way to the bedroom.