I will write NSFW and gay smut one shots / stories about fictional or real men I will make them Y/N or if you send me a recommendation of two people I may write that
Also I have never written smut before so I plan on growing as I write more, please...
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It was exactly what I wanted. I was taking a walk along the beautiful empty field next to the campus. Ariana Grande playing in both of my ears, the sky a swirl of pink and blue with spots of cotton candy clouds. I took in a deep breath reveling in the sweet air. Closing my eyes I let the warmth and happiness spread throughout my entire body, I let my wicked smile spread through my face. Then it hit me, or more like ran into me. Before I knew it I was lying on the soft ground my eyes shut closed and the oxygen in my lungs taken out.
"I am so sorry!" Came a loud, low soft voice from above my head. "Are you ok?" The voice said. I opened my eyes, a handsome man staring down at me his face so close I could feel his warm breath on me. It smelled like mint.
"What happened?" I asked staring into his eyes.
"Sorry, I run here every day and usually it's always empty, guess I didn't see you, sorry again." I just laid there staring up at the sky. Quiet. The man got up, looked up at the sky, and back down at me. I turned my gaze at him, he was even more handsome from up close. His face was smooth, short fluffy black hair, he was wearing a tight under armor shirt that accentuated his pecs and black running joggers. Our eyes met, I held his gaze. "Do you want help getting up?" he held out a hand.
I struggled slightly but reached out and grasped his hand, it felt strong and calloused. I leaned against his arm and pushed myself off the ground still holding his gaze. Once I was up I stumbled slightly, falling into his arms my hand landing on his chest. I looked into his eyes again and batted my eyelashes holding eye contact. "Sorry," I said flustered, removing my hand from his chest.
"N-no, I'm sorry again for running into you," I chuckled.
"Do you usually meet people by running into them?" I asked smiling up into his eyes, he was taller than I was. He chuckled. Yes.
"Not usually, so what we're you doing here?" smiling nervously he placed his hands on his hips.
"Well, I was just taking in the beautiful morning before I was rudely interrupted," I stared into his eyes. He chuckled nervously and beads of sweat started forming on his forehead. "You know...something you can do to pay me back for actually running into me?"
"Oh, I didn't know I had to pay you back?" He sounded intrigued and look at me interested.
"Oh, yes. You don't just tackle someone without taking them on a date first."
"Ok, how does tomorrow at 5:00 sound? I know this cool bar by my campus," a smirk spread across his face. I pulled out my phone, opened up my contacts and held it out to him.
I was in my apartment getting ready. Putting my black boots on with my white trench coat. I tied the belt of the coat as tight as I could. I looked in my mirror and turned so I could see my body from different angles. I look so hot.
The sun was close to setting as I walked to the bar Tadashi sent me. It was called Smugglers Cove Far Bar, workers in black shirts and black pants were setting up small tables and chairs just outside. The bar had redwood doors with black handles and was white on the outside. I opened the door and walked inside, it was nearly empty except for a tall man dressed in a fine dress shirt and tie at the bar. It was him, perfect. I walked over to him "hi," I said smiling.
