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The Smut Bucket

Welcome to the trash pit.

Recreational reader-insert smut predicated on Adam Driver figures. R18.

That is an intercourse good and kink-shame free area.

Inbox always available for prompts and thots🔥

Master Post

Oh shit girrrrrrrrrrrrl is this a master post of all of the my grammatically p0rn that is incorrect no one asked for?

Please be aware the name of my web log. This is certainly each smut, NSFW, R18 etc etc

Adam Sackler

Clyde Logan

Charlie Barber

Phillip Altman

Flip Zimmerman

  • Once More
  • Morning after
  • 69
  • Countertop
  • Hold on tight.
  • Oral
  • First “i love you”

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We literally do not know the way I’m likely to cope whenever “Kitten” is finished. 😭 It’s like my delighted spot. Please simply keep composing it forever.

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Which means so much, we just …… wjsjsjaonsjxodmwjxjx

I could always do some ‘slice of life’ oneshots if you request them when it’s done!

(we can’t let go of either, allows be truthful.)

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We swear every chapter of “Kitten” is amazing. We will be unfortunate when it’s over. Thank you for the enjoyment up-date. 🙂

Sip of Sunshine – Contesa_lui_Alucard – Logan Lucky (2017) Archive of y Our very very Own

Chapters: 16/22 Fandom: Logan Lucky (2017) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clyde Logan/Reader, Clyde Logan/You Characters: Clyde Logan, Jimmy Logan, Mellie Logan Overview: Drained from a stressful lifestyle in new york, you choose to open a little café in Boone County, western Virginia. Sip of Sunshine happens to be available for per year now and it is seeing success that is much but one thing continues to be lacking. This is certainly, until that something by means of the sweetest, most gentleman that is handsome’ve ever met, Clyde Logan, walks through the leading home of the café late one August early early morning. Clyde Logan x Reader Chapter 16 Overview: whenever Clyde inevitably strolled in at 10:00 am the café smelled overwhelmingly of lemons, the zesty aroma immediately filling their sensory faculties. Clyde allow the door move shut behind him and breathed in deep, “Sweetness,” he drawled, finding your camsloveaholics.com/female/pregnant eyes behind the counter, “What’ve ya been as much as today?” You felt the face temperature up and you also smirked, being released from behind the countertop and fulfilling him toe to toe, responding to by having a shrug, “I have actuallyn’t made you a suitable pastry in a little while, thought you could be when you look at the mood for just one.” Alerts: @shesakillerkween @drearii

I simply binge read 12 chapter with this utter perfection that is fucking kiss*

Here is the many perfect characterization of Clyde.

Tonight’s Special

Flip Zimmerman x Clyde Logan x Female Reader

Warnings: Threesome (F/M/M), shameless flirting, minimal plot development, smut, dirty talk, some degrading language, blowjobs, fingering, voyeurism, cunnilingus, spit roasting, overstimulation, crying while having sex (a little), cum eating.

Overview: for which audience can’t assist by themselves from making remarks in regards to the hot detective that waltz right into the Duck Tape on him and Clyde catches them until they get their hands. The stuff that is good underneath the cut.

Word Count: 2,737

It’s been a lengthy evening. It is possible to have the knots in your arms gradually forming while you shift between tables, getting dirty eyeglasses. When you’re back behind the club, you sigh as Clyde appears you over.

“Why don’t ya’ go homeward?” He provides, gesturing so that you could position the spectacles in the countertop that you oblige before shaking your face.

“I’m alright, I’ll stay. We don’t want to pass up regarding the show.” Your vocals holds a teasing tone, a small grin developing from him to the rest of the bar as you look. It had been gradually just starting to fill because of the night’s occupants. As they bickered amongst themselves since you had started working at the Duck Tape, primarily helping with cleaning and stocking, it had become yours and Clyde’s thing to either bicker about the patrons or watch.

“’course ya’ don’t.” He mutters during the exact same time that your eyes get those of an easy guy from over the club. Their eyes are because dark as Clyde’s save for the hint of allure that has been increasing as he watches you.

“That guy,” you started simply loud sufficient for Clyde to listen to while you drop the head, reaching for the cup to completely clean, “is one tall glass of ‘fuck me’.”

He blinks, glancing from the said guy back once again to you, brows pinching together before their jaw sets. “Y/N, i do believe ya’ require a glass of somethin’ right now.”

You laugh at their words, getting a towel to dry the cup you’ve just clean before making it to dry. You simply shook your mind, continuing to wash and dry eyeglasses with just a few periodic glances throughout the club to another guy. You watch from under your lashes to see the way he moves and Clyde has to nudge you out of the way when he saunters over towards the bar. “Stop yer’ droolin’ ‘fore i must say i do deliver ya’ home.”

You gape at him, quickly addressing it having a pout once the other guy settles resistant to the club, going for a chair. As he wants a alcohol, you seek out grab one before Clyde can, once you understand you’ll probably get yourself a good scolding for this later on since bartending definitely wasn’t in your resume. You are taking this time around, but, to flex gradually, showing from the back of the thighs within the pretty dress you wore. You; although, Clyde was quick to turn his head when his cheeks turned a slight pink, shuffling down the bar when you turned, both men were staring at.

“Is he your boyfriend or something like that?” The guy asks then, eyes flickering up the body, beckoning you forward before you pop the limit through the cup container and put it from the countertop for him. You can’t also form your words while you hear their sound, so deep and relaxing, that you simply provide a faint ‘uh-uh’ as you lean up against the club, towards him. He provides a laugh that is faint. “Do you’ve got a title?”

“Y/N.” You answer nearly straight away, providing it just brief thought of whether or not you undoubtedly wish to give a stranger your real title. He takes a glass or two from their alcohol and you also don’t view to look at real method that their human human body techniques within the material of their flannel.

“Y/N,” he begins, your title rolling down their tongue before he smiles, a wicked smile, suitable for a man that knows what he’s doing, “my name’s Flip.”

“Flip.” You repeat, tilting your cheek in your hand while you mimic him with all the means he previously stated your title. Their jaw twitches somewhat, knuckles whitening as his hands grasp their alcohol tighter and you grin. As you turn your face to grab a dirty cup, you hear Clyde clear their neck, providing you with a turn to remind you that as you could consult with the clients, you nevertheless possessed a task to accomplish. Flip notices and slides a bill on the countertop, spending money on their beverage.

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