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starving — lip gallagher x reader

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content warnings and genre: swearing, cunnilingus, face-sitting, nose-sitting, dirty talk, spanking — smut

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synopsis: he's got the biggest, most appealing nose you've ever seen. all you wanna do it feel it inside you.

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lip gallagher loved eating you out—more than anything. he loved the sight of your pretty, sopping pussy catching the light in the rays of light that peaked through his bedroom curtains. he loved inhaling your sweet, intoxicating scent of arousal. he loved the glacé, delicious taste of your juices that flooded his tongue. most of all, he way your body trembled beneath his touch—how your thighs shook as he groped your ass, spreading your cunt apart to devour you the right way. or when he'd crawl in between your legs, legs shakily wrapped around his neck while you tugged at his locks. it was insatiable—he couldn't get enough of you.

on this particular day, you had chosen to do something different, something more vulnerable and compromising. he knew you loved his nose—the shape, the sheer volume and size—so when he called you into his room, you didn't know what to expect.

“i wanna try something with you,” you raised an eyebrow at his statement, curiosity awakening. “you've always had a thing for my nose, am i right?”

your cheeks flushed at the brutally honest question. of course, there wasn't a single gram of dishonesty in his inquiry—the both of you knew all too well what the answer was. you shrugged, almost casually. “i mean, yeah. you've got a pretty nose, lip.” he smirked at the answer, as if he was pleased with it.

“how would you feel about sitting on it?”

there was no rational way for you to react. the question made you shiver, his words shooting straight to your core. you scoffed, breaking into a nervous laugh. “that's ridiculous, lip.” he gave you a look, as if he was telling you he wasn't buying your act.

“is that how we're gonna play?” he fixed his posture, leaning forward as he straightened his back, sitting on the bed, just a few feet away from you. “gonna act like you don't want it as much as i do?” he could see right through your act, a malevolent smirk playing on his face. he analyzed the way your walls crumbled, the way you squeezed your thighs for an ounce of friction. he leaned back, propping his elbows against the back of his neck, using two fingers to motion you over.

while hesitant, you knew you couldn't resist him. his smile only widened when you crawled over to him, straddling his hips before pressing your lips to his. the world seemed to fade away as your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you even tighter against him. the softness of his lips against yours sent shivers down your spine, and you felt the heat between you intensify with each fleeting moment. as the kiss deepened, the world around you ceased to exist, leaving only the two of you lost in the enchantment of the moment.

“panties, babygirl,” he muttered under his breath. he licked a long stripe along your neck with his tongue. you let out a soft gasp as you obliged, hastily pulling down your shorts and panties, leaving your cunt bare as the cool air sent tingles down your spine. “just like that, keep going.” you followed his directions, tossing your panties aside.

you melted into his touch, bare cunt grinding against his clothed boner. he let out a soft grunt, hands gripping your ass, pulling your cheeks apart as he pressed you further into his boner. with a free hand, he tugged his shorts off, proceeding in nothing but his boxers.

“c'mere, baby,” he cooed, motioning you to position yourself above his face. you grew more shy by the second, but you listened to him, holding onto the headboard in order to hover above his face. “look at my girl, dripping all over my face already.” you whined, knowing there was some truth to his statement—you were wet and it was an understatement, slick dripping down your thighs, drops forming and threatening to spill onto his face.

lip was a dedicated boyfriend, and he knew just how to please you. that was precisely why he wasted no time, hands wrapped around the back of your thighs to slam you onto his face, your arousal practically drenching him. you moaned out his name, a string of curses passing your swollen lips as he went to work, tongue pushing past your cunt. he lapped at your juices, tongue wrapping around your clit as he gave it a few aggressive sucks. his tongue was way past your entrance, lapping at your tight walls, sucking at your sensitive bundle of nerves. “lip, fuck—too fucking much,” your moans only encouraged him, your eyes locking as he swirled his tongue around. that wasn't the end, though. it was only the beginning.

when he grabbed onto your hips to lift you up, you were taken aback, but the shock didn't last long. he slammed you right onto his nose, hips holding you in place as he began to bounce you—up and down, up and down. your cries of ecstasy were like music to his ears, his nose acting as your own personal sex toy. it didn't go deep, but it pushed well past your entrance, the width caressing your inner walls. he brought you back up, nose pressing harshly into your clit as he inhaled your sweet slick, right before he began to bounce you once more.

“you like it, don't you? using my nose to get yourself off?” his words were hard to make out, but you understood him. at a certain point, you didn't need him doing all the work anymore—you found yourself bouncing willingly, your orgasm creeping up on you as he groped your ass, leaving definite bruises. “so good lip, 'm so close,” you cried out, your bounces growing quicker and more aggressive as you found yourself grinding onto his nose, loving the way it made you feel.

when he stuck his tongue out, the pleasure only doubled. the strong, wet muscle gave him leverage as much as it gave you pleasure—you swore you could see stars. you pushed harder against his face, his tongue caressing your outer bits while his nose did all the inside work. when you came, you did it was a sob, fingers grabbing onto his hair for dear life, pushing him even deeper into your wet cunt. he groaned from beneath you, lapping up all the wetness you had to offer him as you rode out your orgasm.

you were a fool for thinking this would be the last time.

wishing that you were mine (pull me in) (lip gallagher x reader)

series summary; you and lip gallagher had been friends since you were toddlers. you had met in the mud at a local park and from then on, you'd been inseparable. there had been rough patches - sure - but you always gravitated back towards each other. lip sought comfort in your arms and every time you saw him, you fell deeper in love. but you were never sure he felt the same. he had a roster of girls and you had never made the list. so, you sucked up your pride and accepted your role in lip's life. being his best friend was enough.

status; ongoing

content warning(s); typical shameless themes (gratuitous swearing, underage drinking and smoking, sexual themes etc.), eventual smut (MDNI 18+), discussions of divorce, anxious reader, slowburn (will add more as they come up)

parts;

fucking calculus' (i)

i wanna listen (ii)

nothing but a pass time (iii)

my fuckin' limit (iv)

i need to get out (v)

just call me (vi)

wake up, eat, work sleep (vii)

went quiet (viii)

LIP GALLAGHER (x reader)

^ - fluff / * - smut

SERIES

wishing that you were mine (pull me in) - ongoing

BUNNY’S BIRTHDAY lip gallagher

WARNINGS & TAGS nsfw 18+. breeding, fem nicknames (mama, baby girl, bunny), oral (f), p in v, beefy buzzcut husband lip 🤩

AUTHOR’S NOTE couldn’t bake @carmybrainworms a birthday cake, settled for the next best thing. enjoy your treat!!

you wake up to an unnatural warmth between your legs. his short cropped hair tickles your inner thigh as waves of pleasure roll through your body. it’s enough to have you stretching softly and opening your eyes. 

lip looks up, his face previously nestled in the heat between your thighs. he lays a slow kiss on your clit while his gaze locks with yours. “g’mornin,” he mumbles into your pussy, tonguing your entrance in slow, sloppy licks. 

a low whine bubbles up from your chest before you gasp, the sound pitching higher when his thumb caresses your clit. “ohhh—mm,” you moan lowly, lips pursing together. 

you hear a chuckle from below you and one large hand starts to travel up from your hip. he caresses your stomach, brushes his knuckles over the supple skin of your chest, and rolls one nipple between his fingers. 

you can’t help the way your back arches off the bed, head thrown back with a string of breathless whimpers. your greedy sounds are silenced by two thick fingers curling into your mouth. “shh, shh,” he hushes against your lower belly, nipping your skin with no real face. “gotta stay quiet mama, babies ‘r sleepin’.”

when he disappears between your thighs you can’t help but stare. soft morning light filters in through the curtains, shining on his frecled shoulders. you scratch at his nape then tilt his head back to look at you as you mumble something around his fingers. 

“what ’s’it baby girl, huh?” he asks, making his way up to kiss your sternum. his thumb pulls at your bottom lip, smearing spit across your chin before sealing his lips to yours. your arousal is heady on his tounge, filling your senses as lip guides himself inside you. “atta girl bunny, that’s what y’needed.”

you raise your arms, linking them around his neck. his body cages you in from above but you don’t mind. his big frame above you as your thighs start to tremble. the thickness of him has you panting with every stroke, the arch in your back faltering as your body shakes. 

“feelin’ tired out, mama?” he asks, one arm already slipping under your back to life you back into the arch himself. one hand falls to the mattress to steady himself as he begins to thrust again. “‘ey, i asked you a question.”

you can only nod in response. his lips attach to your jaw and his teeth scrape your skin just barely. he mutters, “you’re gonna go back t’sleep full of me. that sound good, bunny?”

you’re barely coherent as you writhe under him, but you have the lucidity to shake your head, “b-babies have school,” you mumble, “gotta get ‘em—ah! oh fuck lip—g-gotta get ‘em up.”

lip only grins, fucking you harder to silence your protests. “took the day off, i’ll take care of the rest.” you seem satisfied with the answer, or possibly with the way his girth is stretching you full, and cease any form of protest.

your body goes limp, leaning back against his arm and clinging on to his torso. your freshly manicured nails—paid for none other than your generous husband—draw angry red lines down the smooth plane of his back. he doesn’t mind though, he never minds the pain with you. it’s grounding when things seem all too unreal.

“wan’ you to let go f’me,” he mutters against your cheek. his lips press gentle kisses to the skin there before he continues, “atta girl, cum for me.”

your vision darkens as the wave crashes over you. your eyes roll to the back of your head while lip muffles your cries with his own mouth. swollen lips drag against yours messily, spit smearing between you. neither of you care as the heat between you mounts.

he spills inside you with a deep grunt, the sound muffled against your neck. you can feel his cock twitch inside of you, spilling inside and squelching out obscenely as he fucks himself past his peak.

eventually he pulls out, placing a pillow under your hips before collapsing to lay against your chest. his lips brush the dark bruise that has blossomed on your skin, just to hear you sigh at the reminder. “happy birthday bunny,” he mutters, kissing the area again.

© gallaghersgal, 2024. dividers @cafekitsune, @kodaswrld

⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎ WORMTOBER: DAY FOUR - LIP GALLAGHER ☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆

a/n: i lob he. 4/31 linked is my schedule. cws: 18+ MINORS DNI! smut. meet ugly lol. dirty talk. alcohol. lip being drunk n pervy,, oops. oral (f). wc: 818

the girl next to him most definitely had told him her name at some point. college wasn’t the place for lip to let go of his vices.

surrounded by free booze, girls every night. maybe steal an abandoned pack of cigarettes on a random, sticky, frat house countertop, if he was lucky.

he excused himself from the small talk from the girl in the playboy bunny costume — with no intention of coming back for more.

he was drunk, but not drunk enough. maybe a couple more shots and he could muster up the courage to get into her pants. forget the fact she was so, fucking, boring.

hookups for lip usually went like this: ask her name, hook up for an hour, leave in the morning.

something in him craved a meaningful conversation this particular night. maybe it’s the bullshit going on at home, maybe it’s the bullshit going on with ian. end all be all, he knows for a fact — vodka wouldn’t hurt.

he’s stumbling in the kitchen when he falls into someone else. the contents of her solo cup drenching her lingerie, disguised as a halloween costume.

“dude. what the fuck.” she has to laugh. besides, he was easy on the eyes. she’d seen him around campus, usually with a little boy clinging onto his fingers.

“shit. sorry.”

not much of a talker. in a weird way, she likes that.

“sorry.” she echoes and scoffs, padding to a corner of the crowded kitchen. a wad of paper towels in hand whilst dabbing at her torso.

lip was still a man. the weak kind. he couldn’t help but stare at the way her nipples peaked through her bra. hardened from the chilled drink she was now covered in.

“can i make it up t’you?”

lip wasn’t a very good dancer. she was too drunk to notice, and at least the beat was loud enough.

his hand is splayed on her hip, holding her close while they swayed in tandem. ass pressed up against his hardening tent under his jeans, a light growl as his head drops to the crook of her neck.

“y’re really, fucking sexy.” he admits, the poison in his bloodstream aiding his overconfidence.

she just giggles in reply. usually guys you just meet aren’t this forward. usually, guys aren’t as hot as lip gallagher.

“yeah? think so?” she teases, knowing the answer — but wanting to hear him say it again. praise was always welcomed.

“know so. wanna get out’f ’ere?” he mumbles, jaw open wide against her neck. just a little nip, wanting to know how she tastes. the sweat and perfume mixed on his tastebuds.

“fuck it.”

it takes awhile before he finds an unoccupied room. barging into one or two other strangers’ halloween hookups on the way. lip finally finds a bathroom — wasting no time as he makes out with her against the door. lips on lips, the macking noises bouncing off the tile. light vibrating hums from the music downstairs.

“‘m lip, by the way.”

he finally says after propping her up on the sink, dropping to his knees and kissing her calves. all the way up until his messy curls were hiding under the hem of her pathetic excuse for a miniskirt.

“hi, lip.” she says with a breathless chuckle, shivering slightly at the light kisses on her throbbing clit through the lace of her panties.

so what, she knew something like this might happen tonight of all nights.

“can fuckin’ smell you.” he blurts out against her core, sliding the fabric to the side and wasting no time as his tongue plunges into her sex. nose bumping up against her sensitive bundle of nerves every so often, making her shake and writhe. goosebumps littering her skin, big blue eyes staring up at her as her thighs laid flat against both his ears. legs propped up on his shoulders.

her hips move in rhythm with his lapping, grinding up on his face with an eagerness she’d never felt before. the tight coil in her stomach forming with her head thrown back against the mirror with a loud thud, making lip laugh softly to himself as his hands ran up and down her legs. pointer fingers dancing and playing with the elastic of her thong now pooled at her ankles.

“lip. lipliplip. lip, oh fuck. fuck.” she babbles out, and god — his name never sounded better.

he’d only heard her voice for the first time tonight. give or take thirty, full, uninterrupted seconds over all the noise.

yet, lip couldn’t help but feel like he could get used to his name repeated over, and over. in her little whiney tone, strangled and panting. plush thighs bracketing his head.

“come f’me, pretty girl.” he beckons, fingers added into the mix — her cunt’s slick, obscene noises filling the cramped space.

that halloween, she swore she went to heaven and back.

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