Slow It Down for Me Baby Bruno Mars Gif

Imagine, Bruno needs new fill-in dancers for his music video. You knew the function was a pole dancer and this was Bruno'southward reaction after seeing your dance.

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BOIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!! I still do not go over the Versace on the flooring video (and mayhap Tom does not 7u7 either) I WANT TO Ally THIS Adult female !!!!!

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Aaahhhhhhhh

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You Are The Epitome (100 Follower Commemoration Fluff - Felix (SKZ) x Reader

What the heck yinz guys?! How did I hitting 100 followers?! I don't even think I got that far when I offset started writing fanfiction on tumblr similar x+ years ago.  This random drabble means a lot to me for a couple reasons lol....first, its my 100 follower celebration! Second, I am a very shy bean these days when it comes to writing existent people.  I'm not sure why, since 1 of my most incredibly pop fics to appointment was a full length + sequel series of a Bruno Mars Vampire AU I wrote in 2010 LOL (its still out there in the tumblr-verse if y'all can find it LOL!).

I guess the world has grown more sensitive to these kinds of things so I tread lightly; merely with the help of my new friend Kai, I've been introduced to this fantastic human (and many others!) and would appreciate it if y'all guys would permit me to celebrate 100 amazing people supporting my writing with this fleck o' fluff.

1 more thing! I accept some WIPs at present (how exciting!), then if you're interested, here'southward what I've got in the works to exist posted soon:

- Chaotic Freewrite Pt. 9  - Method Writing feat. Match (Pt. two) - 40′southward Asylum Patient Levi (collab) - Karma Akabane (collab)

Give thanks Yous SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT.  It really means the world to me.  Every unmarried ane of yinz. I've met and interacted with so many wonderful souls here.  I don't even know what some of yall look similar and you share my deepest secrets.  Delight accept my hand and trust me as we continue to grow together during this journey. I love you very much for accepting me.  Enjoy.

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ᴄᴡ: ɴᴏɴᴇ

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ

ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ: ıllıllı １.８k ıllıllı

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I hope that you're the one...

If not,

You are the prototype.

Epitome by OutKast (piano cover)

Raucous sounds of combined laughter filled your duplex.  You were certain the neighbors next door could hear everything going on and were probable wondering what prompted this kind of bouncy fun on a Tuesday evening.

You had to work in the late afternoon, so you felt it was reasonable and necessary to succumb to your cravings at 11pm for the chocolate chip pecan cookies yous used to love as a child. Too, your boyfriend was a pretty damn proficient cook and a chip of an insomniac himself.  He's sitting atop the edge of the kitchen tabular array, beaming downward at you lot, all freckled and chocolate-brown-eyed; his bleached gilded pilus tousled over his head.

He watches yous as you lot happily ramble, speaking entirely too fast and too loud. Anybody else might have tapped out by at present, but Felix remained steadfast, instinctively fatigued to your bright, bubbly personality, enamored by every excited word that fell from your plump lips.

He's holding a big, white ceramic basin of wet and dry cookie mix ingredients, stirring the wooden spoon every so often every bit he nods to let you know he's still with you lot on every word of your speech.

You finally accept a deep jiff, coming to the end of your roundabout caption.

"So, tin can you help me? Pretty please?" You add on the last part, hoping the bat of your lashes sealed the deal for you.  Piffling did you realize, Felix would've done nearly annihilation for you.  He loved you.  Y'all 2 had fell into the natural rhythm of your human relationship two years ago.  What you were request was elementary of him; you were a theatre major in college and needed to complete a concluding speech for dialect class.  You chose Australian.  Y'all were good at faking a believable loftier British dialect, could it be much unlike?

Instead, the subtle nuances proved to be more than challenging than yous had anticipated; so information technology fabricated sense to ask your Aussie beau to assistance you out. Who else was there to ask, after all? You lot didn't think it would be this frustrating when y'all picked it up to begin with.  Yous've heard him speak to you all the time—over the phone, in person, Facetime; it fifty-fifty came out in a strangely sexy way during intimacy.  You thought you could mimic it with no qualms, but your mouth only refused to cooperate with your brain.

"Do I always say no to you?" He asks with a lopsided smiling, plopping a dollop of cookie dough on your nose.  "What's your speech about?"

"Well..." You giggle, trying to lick your nose, "It's gonna sound really dumb and simple–"

"Effort me." He grins, leaning forward to take intendance of the piece of work for you lot, swiping the cookie dough off with a motion-picture show of his tongue.

You're standing between his legs that dangle mid-air off of the table.  Yous place your hands on his thighs, rubbing back and forth a few times before y'all give a deep sigh, "I just told the story of how we got Doobie."

Doobie was the dog you both shared, sleeping peacefully in her bed across the kitchen.

"You make the biggest deal out of nothing, yous know that?" He leans downward and kisses your nose, pushing himself off of the table so he tin go along with the blistering process.  "You fabricated information technology seem like you were going to enquire me to have sex activity with you for a show and tell project or something." He chuckles as he sets the basin on the table and begins to selection upward dollops of cookie dough out of the basin, rolling information technology between his make clean palms, rounding the cookies out into perfect shapes and placing them on the cookie sheet.

"Now that is quite an thought…" Y'all know it could never happen, but goodness, only the thought of your boyfriend spreading you out on a desk for all of your classmates to run into–

"Bring it dorsum here, Y/North." He snaps greasy, flour dusted fingers in forepart of your face, lifting a forehead.  A kind, simple manner to nudge your focus back on the chore at paw.  He had a unique style of beingness incredibly sweet, but taking control of yous when necessary.  "The spoken language?"

"Right!" You bring your attention span dorsum to the present for a moment.  You begin your oral communication, trying the best Australian dialect that you tin can muster.  Felix tries to focus on the cookies being placed on the sheet; but when you get to the third sentence, his tin't aid the express joy that breaks through his tightly closed lips.

"Shit..is this for a grade, Y/Due north?" He finally looks upwards at you from the cookie canvas, his dark-brown eyes locking onto your own, twinkling in entertainment.

You nod slowly, "Is it that bad?"

Felix is rubbing the dough between his palms, smoothing out the concluding cookie.  "If your teacher knows annihilation about dialects, that's a solid C-." he places it on the canvas before looking at you lot, "I might be existence generous since I love you." He's trying to not laugh again, as he places a few stray pieces of pecans atop the cookies that lay on the sail.

"C'mon baby, I'1000 serious.  It'southward due in iii weeks!" You selection up the tray, carrying it beyond the room to place into the pre-heated oven.

"Alright, alright.  I get information technology." he becomes a bit more serious; but before he begins, he asks, "Is the timer prepare?"

You set your phone onto the table, counting downwardly from fourteen minutes.  "Set when you are." Yous sit at the kitchen table, pulling out your phone notes with the full spoken language inside of information technology.

"Permit me see information technology." He grasps the phone from you, his costless manus dropping onto your knee.  He strokes the material of your pajamas with his thumb absentmindedly every bit his lips silently motion, eyes narrowing as he focuses on reading all of the text you had written down.  He starts typing into the notes, thumbs moving quickly and efficiently.  You lot want to ask what is he up to, but decide to only be grateful for the assistance instead.  A minute or two passes, and Felix easily your phone back to you.

"Try to read it now." He suggests, watching you intently as you browse over the phonetics he's added to aid with pronunciation.

You sound as if you're reading a foreign language for the get-go fourth dimension as you lot sound out the starting time sentence, "The car ride to the farm didn't give me a single clue to what the future held." You speak in a staggering style, dropping the "r" at the end of auto, calculation emphasis to the "u" in 'time to come' (which was sounding a flake more than like fee-y'all-cha).  The e's became i's, and the i'south became oi's, so on and and then forth, phonetically speaking.  Finally, y'all look up at Felix for approving.

You're about to smack burn down out of him when you run across he's about to express mirth over again.

Noticing your impending frustration equally your brows knit together, he leans forwards out of his chair to give yous a kiss of encouragement before he pulls his chair closer next to yours, taking your phone and pointing out the lines to you lot.  "You're thinkin' about it way also much."

"Information technology's my final examination for this course and 50% of my grade." Y'all give him a defeated look, "I tin can't stop thinking about it."

The smell of freshly baked cookies begins to waft throughout the air.

His optics flit beyond your confront for a moment.  He'southward thinking of what to say to make you feel at ease, a little ameliorate.  Felix heard you lot practicing your dialects all mean solar day, virtually everyday for this avant-garde level class ever since the semester began.  He knew you had it in you to learn something so simple; merely you always got in your own way with the imposter syndrome that was eating at you from the inside out.  Felix was always good at that–at making sure you lot felt as capable every bit you truly were.

"Infant, y'all're gonna kill this.  I know it."

Ding.

The cookie timer begins to band.

You turn the notification off as Felix ambles over to open the stove, grabbing oven mitts and pulling the tray out and setting it atop the stove.  He waves his manus over them, purely out of habit, and takes a whiff, his optics closing in pure bliss.

Suddenly, he turns around to y'all excitedly.  "I have an idea." he says, his complexion begins to flush with reddened nervousness that he tried not to show, instead, displaying masked conclusion.  "Your exam is in three weeks, right?"

"It is…"

"What if–" He places his hands out, trying to get you lot to non jump further than where he was headed in the conversation.  "What if, I took y'all to see my family finally?" He finally blurts, waiting on your reply with bated jiff.

You experience a combination of shock and excitement climbing your nerves.  "Y-You want me to meet your family, Felix?" You echo.

He rolls his eyes, "Yes that'south what I just said!"

"I mean–" Your heartrate is climbing at superlative speed with anticipatory anxiety, "Yes?" You say it again to sound more sure of yourself, "Yes! Yep…I would…I would be honored." Your voice softens.  You feel stupid hot, fat tears welling in your optics.  Both of your past relationships had never given you the opportunity to meet their families, let alone in an completely different country.

" 'I would exist honored' " Felix mocks you lovingly with soft tone, "Just relax babe, they're gonna admire yous.  And..." he kneels down in front of y'all, reaching up to wipe a tear before information technology gets to fall down your cheek.

"I'll make sure y'all pass your final with flight colors." He smiles at you, "You know I dear you, right?"

A few relentless tears drib anyway.

"I dear y'all as well, Felix."

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Do you believe in love at first sight? / What's the final song you sang?/ What was the last thing y'all said to your mom? / How would you describe your 'type?' / What's something you'd like to be meliorate at? / When was the last time you cried and why? / What exercise you lot think people think of you? / Do you similar yourself? ( to keun, my dear )

Do you believe in beloved at first sight?

i used to. i've learned that loving someone isn't something you can feel but for a day, its a piece of work in progress, y'all know? you starting time loving someone when you lot showtime get to know more than well-nigh, when you starting time accepting their flaws, their quirks and everything that makes them that one person that you lot first saw and thought: "oh, thats the ane". i would describe more as connection at first sight than using the discussion love considering you can find that someone or something and but experience that is something for you life, just have to work on information technology to plough into your forever.

What's the concluding song you sang?

treasure past bruno mars. it was playing on the radio earlier i came here.

What was the terminal matter you said to your mom?

"no mom, i don't accept the number of that lady that you used to tailor my school uniform." and "no mom, i don't need her number to tailoring my pants. i gained some weight. no, i'grand non fat. yep, i'm good for you. i beloved you lot"

How would you lot draw your 'blazon?'

information technology can't be depict. i'yard songwriter, i know, only the person i am in beloved is someone is so incrediable and she ever growing that i cannot tell exactly. my blazon is moon nayoung. i feel so embarrising now.

What'due south something you'd like to exist better at?

getting the notes at the first effort. i'm a perfectionist and i take practiced care of the songs that i brand so they always need to at that superior level. i know that they can come out simply as basic enjoyable r&b and pop songs just my performace on it need even so to be flawlesss, i don't recollect just that, my producer too.

When was the last time you cried and why?

i don't retrieve why. i think i was chirapsia myself too much working on my songs and just cried. it happens, sometimes i expert cried is what yous need to take to move to another solar day.

What do you recall people remember of you?

sexy homo who sings well-nigh sex? people nicknamed me as the korean version of the weeknd, is that correct? it is very flatering.

Do you like yourself?

i don't think i never had a phase that i hated myself. there was a time when i lost myself and didn't enjoyed who i was fore sure, but and then i accept a look inside of me to figure out what it happened and i kinda worked on information technology and i became comfortable in my ain skin.

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Tin can i take a song fic for are wonderful leader in blue(bayverse)? Just the way you lot are by Bruno Mars? Tin can information technology be fluffy were the reader is feeling very insecure about them selves and Leo reassures them that they are perfect?

Hello bestie! I'm happy that you stopped and ask me. I will exist more happy to made this song fic for yous. Sorry for any mistakes and sorry if it's too late.

Here we get

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Leo ten Reader

song fic

Just the way you are

Leo and the Reader were always great friends. Leo was really happy that he can take the opportunity to meet them. He enjoys spending time with them and when he was with themx everything was perfect, virtually similar in a dream. For Leo, was this his dream come up truthful. He starts to think more than and more nigh them than he should and he realizes that he has a massive shell on them. They were perfect in every way: their cute soft hair, gorgeous eyes, angelic face and vox, perfect body, a cute laugh that gives him collywobbles everytime. Only he was so afraid of rejection and that he can embarass himself in front of them. He didn't want to make them call back that he's pitter-patter.

Today, Leo was training in the Dojo while he was listening a song by BRUNO MARS- JUST THE Fashion YOU ARE. When he was done, he went to the living room to hang out with them as usual only they were not in that location yet.

Oh her eyes, her eyes

Brand the stars look like they're non shinin'

Her pilus, her hair

Falls perfectly without her tryin'

She'southward so beautiful and I tell her everyday Yep, I know, I know

When I compliment her, she won't believe me

And information technology's so, it'southward so

Lamentable to think that she don't meet what I see

But everytime she asks me: " Do I expect okay?"

I say

When I come across your confront

There's not a thing that I would change Cause you're astonishing

Just the way you are

And when you smile

The whole globe stops and stares for a while

Cause daughter, you're amazing

Just the way y'all are

After a while, Leo heard sobbing and sniffing from the kitchen. Is someone crying ? He thought and he went to the kitchen to check it out. He saw his love how they're crying and in their hands are napkins. Are yous okay ? He asked and he accidentally startled them. They apace turn around and saw him standing in that location. Oh, hey Leo. Yeah, I'thousand fine, and you? They tried to play it cool but he clearly saw that at that place's something wrong. Don't prevarication to me, Y/N. You lot know y'all can tell me anything. What's wrong ? Today, in school, kids were laughing at me and they call me fatty, stupid, ugly, that I will never accept a boyfriend cause who will desire me, only some stupid human being like me and they only walk abroad laughing. He couldn't believe what he heard. How they cartel to call them like that ? He was so aroused but he stayed calm and nerveless as e'er.

Her lips, her lips

I could osculation them all day if she'd let me Her express joy, her express joy

She hates, but I think it's then sexy

She's so beautiful and I tell her everyday

Oh, you know, you know

You know I'd never enquire you lot to alter

If perfect's what you're searchin' for, then but stay the same

So don't even bother askin' if you look okay

You know I'll say

Y/N, don't listen to them. That's not true. Wake up, Leo! It is! They are correct! I'll never be pretty and astonishing like others. Heh, I'll never have a boyfriend. I'one thousand but fat and ugly. They start to yell/cry at him. His heart was breaking apart. Why they were so insecure about themselves? Y/Northward, listen to me, he grabbed their hands into his and with soft look he said : You're amazing and the nigh beautiful and astonishing boy/girl in this world and that people don't know what they're proverb, they are merely jealous of yor perfect body. You are astonishing and I-I beloved you. When he terminate this sentence, he captured their lips into a kiss.

When I run into your face up

There's not a thing that I would change Cause you're astonishing

Just the way you lot are

And when you smile

The whole world stops and stares for a while

Cause girl, y'all're amazing

Merely the manner you are

The way you are

The manner you are

Girl, you're amazing

Just the style you lot are

When he pullled away, he smile at them and they grin right back. I love y'all too, Leo. I always did but I thought that yous will never love me cause of my looks. Listen to me, you're perfect and you're gorgeous. Never said that you're non.Okay, Leo. Cheers. I volition do anything for yous. Volition you lot be my girlfriend?Of course, Leo.With that he hugged them and both of them were very happy. The Reader weren't insecure about themselves equally earlier, they had Leo and that matters for them. Leo was very happy that finally they're together and that they are not insecure near themselves.

When I see your face up

There's not a thing that I would change Cause you're astonishing

Just the way you lot are

And when you smile

The whole earth stops and stares for a while

Cause girl, you're astonishing

Just the style yous are

The end

I hope that you lot like it 💖💖

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mob!tom's playlist

then I got this thought a while ago, and I've finally decided to do it. considering my spotify is quite personal, I won't be sharing an bodily playlist on here, but hither is a mail service to certificate songs that you think emanate mob!tom vibes. feel costless to send in recommendations for songs that you recollect mob!tom would blast or merely scream mob!tom energy, and I'll add it! even so, please but send them in if yous're at least eighteen years one-time equally this is a pretty not-g-rated playlist. I'chiliad just not comfortable discussing these kinds of things with minors :)

also, I'll credit you on here, and I'll exist adding my own. if you don't desire to be credited, request via anon, please. likewise, please simply request songs that can be linked to a spotify rail, and then that I can properly link them hither! this mail service will be linked to my mob!tom masterlist so that y'all tin can hands find it.

if yous desire to provide a piddling explanation or context to your song, I'll add that, too. then, here are a few songs to get started with:

(first few above the cutting, and then the rest nether the cutting - likewise, they're all in alphabetical gild, so that you can easily check whether or not someone's already requested that song - not in order of most recently added)

34+35 by ariana grande

→ well, uh, I remember the title of the song is pretty descriptive...only yes, during 69 time. (recommended by me)

half dozen inch by beyoncé & the weeknd

→ it's very mob!tom x mob!reader & information technology'due south the weeknd, who merely screams sexy music vibes to me, ya feel? (recommended by me)

blow by ed sheeran, chris stapleton, & bruno mars

→ ugh. this song. (recommended by duskholland)

dance for you by beyoncé

→ okay so her man is back and tired and trounce up. and then the reader wants to practise something special for him - a striptease while he's sitting in his office, in his chair where he usually gets all the dirty work done/arranged. 'wanna make that torso stone, sit dorsum and watch' (recommended by spidey-sophie)

desire - slowed past hucci

→ the vibe of this song is so sensual I could totally imagine it playing while you're with mob!tom, and even when I'one thousand just looking at the gifs from the gq photoshoot where he'due south in all black (recommended by marvelouspeterparker)

adept bad by ella mai

→ the entire vocal is about beingness skilful & bad for you lot...which is pretty mob!tom if you ask me (recommended past me)

healthy by selena gomez & a$ap rocky

→ another sexy tune for the reader who wants to exist skilful for her man. she has all the diamonds and jewelry and wears information technology just for him, so he can savour his favourite girl. a bit of a dom/sub vibe here. (recommended by spidey-sophie)

heaven past julia michaels

→ the whole line 'all proficient boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring sky to you lot' is pretty on brand for mob!tom tbh (recommended by me)

house of balloons/glass table girls by the weeknd

→ whatever song past the weeknd is summit mob!tom tbh but this i...yes (recommended by duskholland)

jealous by nick jonas

→ tom gets insecure seeing his girl laughing and talking with any other guy or his rivals (recommended by spidernerdsblog)

I go lonely by janet jackson

→ it has the sexy vibe, merely the lyrics are very melancholic. imagine the reader waiting to hear from mob!tom who'southward gone on a 'business organisation trip'. especially the role 'sitting here by the phone, call and say that yous're okay, so that I'll take the chance to beg you lot to stay' (recommended by spidey-sophie)

I put a spell on you lot by annie lennox

→ mob!tom would totally be entranced by you, in dearest with yous, he'd feel as if you put a spell on him and he'd be absolutely undeniably yours (recommended past marvelouspeterparker)

I wanna be yours past arctic monkeys

→ I imagine some seriously slow and passionate sexy times goin on to this (recommended by hufflepuffhollander)

kamikazee by missio

→ money...power...champagne...fame. mob!tom. (recommended past duskholland)

kingdom come by demi lovato & iggy azalea

→ it just gives me big vibes. the lyrics? the beat? her vocals? deceased. (recommended by hole-and-corner-nerd)

off to the races past lana del rey

→ screams mob!tom (recommended by allegra-soleil)

often by the weeknd

→ mob!tom would be so cocky nigh your sex life because he knows he's good and he's non afraid to brag about how skilful he can make you feel (and also how he'south the simply one who can bear on you lot the way he does) (recommended by marvelouspeterparker)

pure by hey violet

→ much ii think about with this one (recommended by duskholland)

quit by cashmere true cat & ariana grande

→ she's singing about how much she can't quit somebody, so, yep (recommended by me)

ramona flowers by the blinders

→ okay so this is my favourite sex activity vocal - ever - and I think it would exist perfect on the playlist (recommended by anon)

sexual practice with me by rihanna

→ because, apparently your fourth dimension with mob!tom would be 'so amazing' every bit she says in the song (recommended by marvelouspeterparker)

what you lot need by the weeknd

→ cocky mob!tom vibe 100%. he's trying to get the daughter, let's say his mob rival's girl. this song totally fits that mood. especially the function 'I got everything you desire with me, I do everything he does times three' (recommended by spidey-sophie)

where you lot belong by the weeknd

→ this song is and then sensual too, 'yous meet the scars painted over my skin, I'm e'er numb to the topic of loving, I barbarous in love with the subject area of sin, oh' I experience like mob!tom would try to deny his feelings at get-go considering he doesn't want you to go injure only in the end he ultimately can't fight it off anymore and he falls and so hard for you... and also 'I'grand in control when y'all requite me your body' plenty said. (recommended by marvelouspeterparker)

x games by au/ra

→ it's the song that plays over the video of the human about town shoot, so by association this is mob!tom'southward theme song (recommended by duskholland)

contributors: @allegra-soleil​ ✩ @duskholland ✩ @hufflepuffhollander ✩ @spidernerdsblog​ ✩ @spidey-sophie​

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What's practiced Hollywood Fame Music Festival?! I'k gonna have a minute to talk to you, is that cool with you lot? I'll get to the music soon, just hear me out kickoff. I told my people that when this festival came back around that I needed to be on the line-upwardly over again! Y'all are fucking wild here! Coachella who? Information technology own't got shit on us tonight! The absurd affair is that I finally got some new music to sing to y'all but I'yard gonna need yous to do a few things for me when the crush drops... 1) become upward outta your seats 2) put your fuckin' hands up in the air and 3) motility those hips from left to right. Sike, sike I tin't play ya like that haha. Get sexy with it. Allow'south set the mood, you feel me? As Megan Thee Stallion says, hands on your knees and milkshake your donkey, am I right?! Alright, I'm done fuckin' around haha Y'all ready to have a skillful fourth dimension this night?! I got a few guests coming out make to make this shit a real political party!

Don't disappoint me, lemme see what y'all got!

Bruno Mars' HFRP Music Festival set list:

Perm

That's What I Like (special guest: Normani @ncrmanii)

Versace on the Floor (special guest: Carrie Underwood @carriethesmalldog)

Finnese (special guest: Shawn Mendes @shawnzinhos)

Simply the Way You Are (special invitee: Hailee Steinfeld @halsteinfeld)

Skate with Silk Sonic

Leave the Door Open with Silk Sonic (special invitee: Ariana Grande @ariianaz)

(tagged: @hollywoodfamerp​)

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Quit Playing Games - Max Domi

Requested? - Yes | No

Summary - You and Max are on holiday in Vegas and 1 night, you ii get real touchy and steamy in the club. And it transitions to your hotel room ;)

Warnings - Strong language, alcohol, pure smut/crude sex (choking, spanking, some chains, etc.)

A vacation to Las Vegas was very well-deserved for both you lot and your fiancé, Max. You lot needed a stress-free week from your role chore, and you wanted to care for Max with a trip to cheer him up after his squad got eliminated from the playoffs. Y'all figured this would be the best way, for plenty of reasons ;)

You were in the hotel bathroom, prepping yourself up for a night at the social club with Max. You love to tease him, so you decided to habiliment a light pink open-shoulder shirt, with black leggings, the ones that make your ass pop out. Information technology makes Max weak. Yous ran your pilus through your long, wavy pilus and started messing with it by billowy it upward and downwardly. In the mirror, you lot see Max peek his head into the bathroom. His eyes pop instantly at the sight of you.

"Okkkk, girlllll!!!" he exclaims in a loftier voice. Yous can't help only let out a beautiful chuckle as you glance dorsum at him.

"God damn, you look gorgeous."

"And expect at you!" You reply, eyeing him in a blackness bomber jacket, roofing a plainly white t-shirt, with neat blue jeans and a fresh pair of hot Nike sneakers. "You await handsome equally hell!" You bite your lip and lean in shut to him, stroking the back of your fingers against his cheek, which he LOVED.

His easily went directly to your donkey, where he gripped it tightly. His beautiful eyes look directly into yours, bitter his lip and he suddenly smacks your ass, earning a shriek and giggle from you. "Oh my God, Max!"

"What, Y/N? You just look so incredibly sexy right now. And you lot're all MINE. If whatsoever guy at that club even LOOKS at you, I'1000 gonna crush the shit out of him."

You allow out a cute chuckle. "I'm gonna do the same thing to whatever bitch that lays eyes on yous." Max giggles in response.

"Hell yeah you would! I know you lot too well!" He leans in and bites your bottom lip covered in a niggling nighttime shade pink lipstick. "Let's go at present." He gives your ass another smack.

You put on your beige wedges and grab your purse and walk out the room with Max right behind you. Even when he's correct behind you, yous can tell that he has his eyes laid on y'all. Oh male child, pray for any guys at the club who fifty-fifty stare at you, let lonely endeavour to talk to you.

Two hours pass past -- 12:24 AM

Please Me by Cardi B and Bruno Mars comes onto the speakers in the order. This is where you wanna brand your official move on Max. You're face to face up with him, your torso upwards confronting his. One of your hands holding a drink, the other wrapped around his neck. You lean in to kiss him and you bite his lip. Y'all turn around and start grinding yourself against him. Your ass slightly going up and down confronting his crotch. Even through the blasting music, you tin hear him let out a sexy groan. His hands sprint to both of your hips as your still grinding against him. You finished what was left of your drinkable and slammed the glass onto the table, merely not difficult enough to break it. Max's grips on your hips tighten a little scrap. Your donkey all the same moving seductively upwardly and down. One of his hands gripping your hip lets go and his hand goes straight into your hair where he lightly tugs at it, your head arching back and y'all can't help just bite your lip. He leans into your cervix and leaves some soft kisses.

"You wanna keep teasing me, babygirl?" He groans into your ear loud plenty for only y'all to hear and no one else. You keep grinding your ass against him.

"I'm gonna take you out of this club and up to the room so fast. And y'all're gonna feel actually fucking sore in the morning time." Your mission was almost accomplished. You connected grinding against him. And that was information technology.

He grabbed your manus and dragged you out of the section y'all were in and out of the social club. He was walking then fast that you were stumbling in your wedges. You told him to slow down, but he just kept speed-walking.

As soon as y'all two got into the empty elevator, Max pressed the button to go to the floor you were staying on. He instantly pushed y'all upward against the wall, cupped your face and crashed his lips onto yours, making y'all moan in his oral cavity. Y'all gasped and his tongue slid into your rima oris, absolutely dominating information technology.

The lift gets to your floor and Max grabs your hand and drags yous to your hotel room that wasn't besides far from the elevator. You lot reached the door and pulled the hotel room key out of your handbag. But you kinda struggled to go it in the lock since Max's lips were all over the dorsum of your neck. You lot finally unlock the door and he pushes you in.

You barley had any time to get your wedges off and Max crashed his lips back onto yours. He grabbed the back of your thighs and picked you upward, wrapping your legs around his waist. He smacks your donkey, making you lot giggle in his mouth. He walks to the bed and lays you down on the covers.

He pulls off his jacket and throws information technology onto the floor. You sit up pulling the end of his shirt to help him remove information technology and he pulls it upwardly and over his caput and throws it to the floor. Equally presently as he does, your mouth goes to his abs, licking up and downwardly and biting, leaving beloved marks across his vi-pack. You can hear soft moans coming from him. Your tongue simply gets to his V-line when his hand of a sudden wraps around your throat and pushes you lot back onto the bed. He leans into you lot, his confront but an inch away from yours.

"Quit playing games, Y/North," he softly says. "Y'all go on teasing me, it'south not gonna terminate well for y'all this night."

"Is that a threat or a hope?" Yous ask him, even tho you know the answer.

"BOTH." His hand releases from your neck. They dart to the back of your head, tugging at your hair, making your neck arch upwardly to him. He leaves hot and sloppy kisses all over your neck. Sucking and licking everywhere. Leaving a few hickeys hither and there. Y'all're a moaning mess at this point. The core between your thighs throbbing and begging for him. His mouth moves to your open shoulders. His hands then motion underneath your shirt to grip your breasts. He pulls at the stop of your shirt and pulls it over your head, leaving your upper body exposed to him. Your strapless bra visible to him.

"God damn..." he says, biting his bottom lip. His hands travel down your exposed sides. You were then focused on his tongue in your mouth that you lot didn't realize that he had his right hand down in your panties until he broke the osculation.

"Then fucking wet for me already, huh?" He points out, smirking at you.

"Oh yea..." you lot moan out.

He runs his fingers up and down your cadre and somewhen gets them inside. You arch your dorsum and moan in pleasure. Yous apply one of your easily to catch his wrist downward there, simply his free hand prevents that as he takes your wrist and holds it above your head. Your oral fissure wide open from all the moaning that Max decides to slip his natural language back into your mouth.

You pull your oral fissure away from his. "Max, please- FUCK, let me cum!"

"No manner, baby. Non after how you treated me in the lodge this night." His tongue slips dorsum into your mouth and you lot moan loudly into his oral cavity.

His fingers go along to fuck yous and so proficient, that you gotta cum. But Max refuses to let you lot do so. Simply finally, he lets up. "Cum all over my fingers, baby." You instantly obey and come undone, moaning loudly in the process. He takes his fingers and inserts them into your rima oris, making you taste yourself. "That'southward what yous get for being such a fucking tease." He stand up by the border of the bed. His body betwixt your legs. He reaches down to his jeans and undoes his belt. Merely instead of throwing it to the side, he holds information technology in his hand as he climbs back over you.

"Put your easily over your head," he demands. You obey. He takes the belt, wraps them and secures the belt around your wrists, restraining your hands in every mode.

Max proceeds to tease you so much as he continues to exit sloppy kisses all over your neck. His mouth then trails downwardly between your breasts down your tummy. He stops at the waistband of your leggings, looking up at you. He takes them into his hand and pulls them down your legs, so discarding them to the flooring. He traces his fingers along your thighs, making y'all squirm.

"Max, please..." you lot moan.

"Please what?"

"Delight fuck me," yous beg.

"Oh, not so fast, missy," he leans his head down between your legs. He takes the pantie straps and pulls them down, making them join the sea of discacarded clothes on the floor. His warm breath at present on your bare core. He licks a stripe upwardly your folds, instantly making you moan and making your back curvation off the mattress.

"Oh my God!" You moan out loudly. The restraint on your hands are not helping y'all in whatever manner. Your moans encouraging him.

"Max, I'm-I'thou so close! Please..." you beg.

He then takes his oral fissure off of you, making you lot whimper. He moves his head up to your face, kissing your lips passionately.

"You lot've been a really naughty girl, so I'm not gonna permit you off so easily," he smirks. That devilish little smirk of his does so many things to you.

He unbuckles the belt effectually your wrists, then flips you over onto your tum, still holding the belt in his hands. He then grabs your wrists and presses them confronting your back, wrapping the belt around them again. Y'all hear his zipper become down and his jeans being thrown to the flooring. Your body jolted as you felt him enter from backside you. You gasp in response. "Oh my God, Max..."

He was slow at beginning, but and then picked up speed as he kept thrusting into y'all. You then feel his fingers entangle in your hair and pull your head back. You're a moaning mess at this betoken. Every moan that came out of your mouth encouraging him to go faster. "Yous like that, don't yous, babe?" He questions you equally he fucks you endlessly. "OH-OH YES!" You lot manage to moan out. "Cum for me, Y/N," you hear him groan. Y'all instantly obey and release yourself.

He then unbuckles the belt effectually your wrists once more and releases them, this time throwing the belt to the side. He flips you over onto your back. He leans down to you, giving you another passionate kiss.

"Y'all gonna obey me now, babygirl?" He asks you lot.

"Aye, Max," you whisper. "I promise I'll be proficient."

His lips and tongue assail your neck. You and then experience him re-enter you. Your back arching in response. One of his easily grips your correct hip tightly and the other wraps around your neck. He looks downwards on you, watching you let out every moan of his name. "Yea, that's it, baby." Your moans get louder as he hits your g-spot.

"OH, RIGHT THERE," yous moan out.

His grip on your neck gets a little tighter and his thrusts pick up pace. You were probably moaning a petty too loud for the people in the other rooms to hear yous, but neither you or Max gave a fuck at this indicate. Your nails are clawing on his dorsum all while his are scratching on your hips and gripping your neck as he's fucking you into the mattress. Your nails scratch his back a little deeper, letting him know that you're close.

"OH, BABY, I-I'1000 Shut!" you tell him.

"Me besides. Scream my name, babe. Yea, that'south it." He groans out. Those words alone make you attain your pinnacle one time once again. Yous curvation your back equally you came all over him. He responds by releasing inside of you. He'southward non shy of letting out loud groans into your ear. His manus release from your neck and he pulls out of you.

He turns to his side and pulls you into him. You take hold of the bed embrace and pull information technology over your naked bodies. You embrace the warmth of his body. His artillery wrapped around you. You traced your fingertips upwardly and down his tattooed artillery. And he LOVES when y'all do that.

"You liking this vacation so far, baby?" Y'all ask him, breaking the silence.

"Ohhhhhh yea," he responds to you, giggling.

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Imagine, y'all and Bruno take been arguing a lot lately, so you wanted to help him 'relax'. You walk into your guys' room dressed in a sexy gown. This is his reaction seeing you lot.

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If someone asks you what kind of artist is Bruno Mars, just show him this gif

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GET TO KNOW ME MEME – [3/?] Favourite Bands/Musicians: Bruno Mars & The Hooligans

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Lyrics that remind me of Youngjae

Merely the manner you are - Bruno Mars  I hope you hear people telling you how perfect you are already. Please exercise not think you accept to continue losing weight, and delight do non retrieve you are not handsome. You are so handsome and so beautiful and your heart is and so cute, I hope y'all soon see it for yourself <3

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