*cracks knuckles* Aight, lemme whip something up. [ GN Reader, Established Relationship, Wireplay, mentions of dismemberment] "You're insane." "Yup." It's not the first time you've had this exchange, and knowing the two of you, it won't be the last. Yet another night of creating chaos for the IPC, one step closer to the monster known as Oswaldo Schneider. And another night holed up in Boothil's ship, putting him back together. Perhaps it's expected of a man who considers himself dead, but Boothill fights with no true regard for his second life. He'll take bullets straight to the chest, let limbs be lopped off...all in the name of revenge. And when all's said and done, you're left picking up the broken pieces, quite literally. "Seriously, that rpg could've taken the side out of you, not just your arm." You shake the offending limb for good measure. Boothill just gives you a raspy laugh. "S'all good, long as I have you." he grins and you're momentarily torn between wanting to smack that grin off his face or kissing him breathless. The still simmering anger in your gut makes the choice for you. "I'm a mechanic, not a miracle worker." You growl, putting his arm down none too gently. "Fuck's sake Boothill, what are you going to do if something happens I can't repair? Or we're not together?" The last question is purely rhetorical, you both know damn well nothing short of capture or death is ever going to keep you away from him. "I'll cross that bridge when I get there darlin'." the smile on his lips is softer this time, but no less infuriating, the pet name getting your body burning for a different reason. Boothill's remaining arm slides up your side, reminding you of the intimate position you're in; perched on top of him, straddling his hips. "Just promise me you'll be more careful next time?" You try to hold onto your anger, but Boothill knows exactly what to do to get you distracted. With his chest plate open, you can see his inner workings, a certain cable catching your attention. Perhaps... "I can try?" he offers. Mind made up, you lick your lips, taking a glove off. It takes a special kind of insane to do the things Boothill does, and perhaps it takes a complementary kind of insane to worm a hand into his insides, gentle fingers wrapping around the cable that connects what remains of his nervous system to his augments. The reaction is immediate, Boothill's eyes widen, back arching as a raspy whine escapes him. "Fork," he breathes, "The heck are you doing?" "Making sure the message sticks." You smirk, giving a gentle stroke. He can't choke off the moan fast enough, fingers desperately digging into your side. "S-Sugar wait, I'm still worked up fr-AH!" Boothill cuts himself off another whine. So soon after the fight, his synapses are still running high, sensitive nerves going haywire with nowhere to send their signals. Your fingers are featherlight, relishing in the sounds he makes. "Fork, fork, d-darlin you gotta slow down-" the rest of his words trail off into a whimper. "You promise you're gonna be careful?" You taunt, leaning forward to ghost your lips over an ear, horrifically sensitive to make up for the loss of the rest of him. He doesn't respond, not with words anyway. That's fine. You have all night to break him down and put him back together again.
doggy, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, upside down, inside out, one leg up, two legs up, in public, on a spaceship, in the garden, on the grass, in a car, in a box, on a table, against a wall, against the window, against the door, in the astral express, in dan heng's room, in jing yuan's office, in sunday's little thing whatever tf it is, on the casino table infront of aventurine, in dr ratio's bathtub, in serval's workshop, in natasha's pharmacy (with no one around i aint letting NOBODY especially hook see), one two unbuckle his shoes (belt.), three four fuck me some more thank you for coming to my ted talk
Boothill Edits and Playlists: *exists* The comments: save a horse, ride a cowboy I’m not crazy simp for him like others are but he is not making it easy for himself with the way he stands during his fighting animations
POV: A turn of events (!!15+!!) (Short) “What’s this about?” Boothill’s voice chimed in, watching your every move as you climbed on top of him and straddled his lap, your delicate hands tracing over his chest, feeling the cool of metal beneath your fingertips. It was such a turn on. You leaned closer to him by his ear, licking your lips as you whispered. “I think you know.” You purred, pulling away to see a smirking Boothill. He looked at you with amusement, as if he knew what you were talking about, but wanted you to break it down for him. He wanted to hear it from your lips. “Is that so? Do tell me.” He voiced, his voice sounding nothing short of seductive, which sent shivers down your spine. You knew he knew what you wanted; his face gave it away. You chuckled and leaned in, pressing your lips against his, initiating a kiss. His large hands placed themselves on your hips, tracing your curves and gripping your behind a bit as he kissed back, the passion and heat only growing by the second. Your hands found his head where they rested in his hair, your fingers curling slightly, tugging a bit. He groaned, his tongue darting out and running itself against your bottom lip, to which you complied and let his tongue enter your mouth. This was more than you would have imagined to happen, since he usually took the lead. You felt powerful, like you could easily dominate him. It gave off the vibes that you’d been holding back. When you pulled away finally, you wiped at your slick lips, a smirk on your face. “Does that answer your question?” You whispered, your fingers tugging a bit more on his hair. You knew he loved it when you pulled on his hair, he’d told you many times that it aroused him. Boothill hummed, looking to the side for a moment as if debating on something. “I don’t know, does it?” He spoke, his voice as smooth as honey, as slick as a snake. “Why don’t you tell me more?” You laughed breathily as you realised he was asking for more- without being direct about it. You slowly moved off of his lap, placing yourself in between his legs. Your face moved closer and closer to his man part, your pretty lips turned up in a smile. “Will this work?” You asked, in return receiving a groan. You knew he also loved it when you used your mouth. Teasing him with your tongue, licking up and down at the folds, sucking on the tip with glass saliva running down the corner of your mouth when you pulled off… Boothill grabbed you suddenly, all when you thought you were going to be the dominant one, pulling you up and turning you quickly, slamming you down on the bed. He made his way on top of you, smirking down at you. “I think I like this better, darling.” He trilled, one of his hands running down your body, down your curves, your waist, down further… You gasped when he touched you down there, his fingers rubbing the area slightly. You bit your bottom lip as you stared up at him, pulling him down and whispered in his ear. “I’m supposed to be the one initiating the control, Boothill.” Your sentence made him laugh, his laugh ever so slightly husky, just like his voice. It was enlightening. His fingers moved up further, up your dress/down your pants and feeling your area, your hand clasping onto his hair as his finger slipped in… “Nah. How about I rail you disrespectfully tonight? Just like you deserve.”
Pov: [Female POV] I hope you guys like this, I'm a huge simp for Boothill, got me so down bad it ain't a joke anymore. His every being, that voice of deadly temptation, drawn to it like a moth to a flame. Making her feel embarrassed by these desires that drove her crazy every night, tossing and turning in bed as thoughts of such a devilish man filled every crevice of her mind and heart. Was she just sick? No, it can't be, as she stepped through the hallways of the elegant bar located somewhere in Penacony. It was crowded, but none of these strangers were worth any of her time, saved for just one man. Was she being realistic to begin with? Or was it her delusions driving her to a corner? Letting her emotions rule over all senses of logic and rationality, perhaps she should just take this one chance and never regret it. She paused just a few feet away, facing a tall man dressed in black metallic gear from head to toe, wearing his signature hat even in a bar, his gun strapped to his waist belt. That was Boothill for ya. She approached the counter and called for a cocktail, taking a sip to calm her emotions raging like a wildfire within her, yet it wasn't helping when the very same man she had struggled to forget now sat right next to her - drop dead gorgeous with his calm intimidation sending butterflies fluttering like a forking zoo inside her. "You new round' here?" He drawled with a strong accent heavy on his tongue, smoking on a cigarette with a low husky voice. Trying not to lose control, she took a deep breath and tried to look normal, "You can say that I am, and you are?" "Name's Boothill, ain't gonna explain much, but damn..." He did a good scan of her entire being, then chuckled, "You look expensive~" "I won't be surprised if you end up robbing me if that were true." She responded. That look in his eyes that turned dark all of a sudden, made her wonder what exactly was it that flashed through his mind at that moment. Was she in the right in the know? Did she even want to know what he had felt in that instance? She took a long sip, relishing in the sweet and bitter taste of her cocktail, looking at everywhere except directly at Boothill himself. He finished his drink in one easy gulp, satisfied, "How bout' you tell me your name, darlin'?" "Does it really matter to you?" She answered, turning to him with a twinkle in her eye, crossing her legs and letting one elegant heel teasingly mess around with his boots. Before he could say a word, she grabbed his collar and pulled him close, "Judging by that look in your eyes, I don't think my name is all you want from me." Amused by her fiery spirit, his lips twisted into a grin as his hand trailed up her thigh, "You wanna be mysterious but I'm someone that doesn't like beating around the bush, you see." She scoffed, slamming her lips onto his as they both fell into a passionate makeout, desperate for the warmth of love and desire, it burned like a wildfire in their hearts. Breathless, out of control, shameless because screw what the world bloody thinks. If this was everything she had ever envisioned of him, she's grabbing that chance without waiting anymore. As she felt his strong rough hands curling around her waist and teasingly stroking her thighs, devouring every inch of her being as his low groans made her feel all the more desperate for his touch. She tilted her head back and whimpered softly, melting by how demanding and rough he was, not afraid to relish her body as if he hungered for just a taste of her. He had left her lips bruised and her neck covered in hickeys, feeling proud as he licked his lips, admiring the woman as if she was his prized possesion. A precious target he had managed to hunt down, ready to worship her like a shameless man on his knees. "Hot damn, you taste so bloody good....." He muttered with a deep voice, his hands grabbing onto her soft body tight and possesive. This was the start of something she knew will change her life forever, as she felt herself fall herself in his dark eyes of dangerous temptation and elegant charm, all of it that makes Boothill one hell of a man. "Then why don't you love me like a man?" "Oh I can do that too darlin~" He purred, picking her up in one fluid motion towards a private room somewhere behind the bar's counter, lips biting down onto her collarbones, his sharp teeth causing her to roll her eyes back from the pleasure and pain driving her insane. She was ready to risk it all.
Fem!Y/n Pov: Warning!: Very suggestive and maybe cringey- especially at the end part is 18+ But do enjoy! You and boothill are I guess kind of like frenemies? while you seem to dislike each other and disrespect each other, but only between the two of you and no other person will diss the other without trouble. So let's go to when you are dissing about how boothill felled off a horse accidentally and you made fun of him "BAHAHAHA! The cowboy fell of his own Horse?! Hilarious!" "Shut the hell up Y/n! It was only ONE time I fell.." "Fine" *Time skip to later*
HELLO!!! those who know me, know me!! As always gn reader and second person pov! [] You stumbled into your room, pressed to the door to close it, your lips meeting his in a heated kiss as you walked the room, his body pushing you around the room Boothill grabbed you by the shoulders, pinning you to the wall of your bedroom, his hands leaving a cold trail down your sides as he traced your figure your hands traced along the metal frame, feeling him shudder under your touch, the new sensors allowing him to feel everything, every soft trace of your fingers his body pressing you to the wall, kissing you harder, his shark like teeth grazing your lip, a small gasp coming from your mouth, the Cowboy Casanova taking the advantage, exploring all that you would allow him to, your fingers tracing more delicate areas of his frame, each shudder and sharp breath fueling the desire that fluttered in the air His hand grabbed a leg of yours, placing it on his hips as he breathed you in, moving to trail kisses down your neck, his teeth nipping at a few spots, causing shape gasps and whine to emit from you Your hand carding though his hair kept him in place, your breath picking up from the heat between you two As your hand ebbed closer to his waistline, a hand stopped your advance "You know I ain't 'ganic" He breathed out, his voice slightly disappointed You let out a low chuckle "Baby, I don't care if you are or aren't, i want you for you, metal and all" He smiled, his hand releasing your wrist, allowing to you to continue ( xXxHaunted_lovexXx on Wattpad, go read :3)
Hi Heaven!! 🌸 it's me Sam (I changed my handle) I hope you're doing amazing 💖🎀 I'm really sorry I'm late 🥺 I seriously don't know how you do it but you always make the playlists that I want to listen to. I'm obsessed with the previous Boothill playlist you made and I was hoping you'd make another one and it's exactly what you did 🥺💗 Thank you so so much for gracing us with another banger slaylist ❤️🔥❤️🔥 I love it so much!! ❤❤ I can't thank you enough for everything you do, I'm so grateful for all the time, love and effort you spend on making your beautiful and perfect playlists ☺️☺️ You're truly the best!! 💝 I send you big hugs 🫂🫂 Have a wonderful day/night 💫💖😘
All day, all night, from the back, from the front and both sides, on the bed, bent over the bed, on the floor, on the desk, on the balcony, against the wall-
I was just checking what songs there was gonna be and when I saw Chaconne, I screamed since it's my favourite song from Enhypen's dark blood album!! I love that song with my lifeeeeee!!! (^O^)(^O^)
we’re getting pregnant tonight 🤰🏻
彡 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒔 + 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 + 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒚
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↳ ❝ [𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦’𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭 . . . ] ❞
「 0:00 」➷ naked gold, jamie
「 2:53 」➷ smoke, bobi andonov & son lux
↳ ❝ [𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦.] ❞
「 6:30 」➷ chaconne, enhypen
「 9:56 」➷ millions, always never
↳ ❝ [𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.] ❞
「 13:38 」➷ traphouse, tory lanez & nyce
「 17:38 」➷ everything, smnm
↳ ❝ [𝘩𝘦𝘩, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘥 . . . ] ❞
「 21:52 」➷ numb to the feeling, chase atlantic
「 25:52 」➷ empty seat, josh makazo
↳ ❝ [𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬.] ❞
「 28:42 」➷ seamless, chris grey
「 31:48 」➷ darling, n i g h t s
↳ ❝ [𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.] ❞
「 33:52 」➷ hold me down, hahlweg & wayfie
「 36:56 」➷ red light, ramsey
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thank you for listening + watching ! ◞♡°
↳ 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺 || open.spotify.com/playlist/0YTJjxQ0phDi9lMK3ICYRz?si=e49c10340a944f05 +
Bestie, he'll be the one coming out pregnant 😩
Im so pregnant rn , ill pop a mini Boothill in this moment
NO BECAUSE LISTEN I wish
Cara que perfeição e áudio sensacionais 😂❤❤ parabéns 🎉🎈
MAY I ASK WHERED YOU GET THE BOOTHILL AUDIO FROM
*cracks knuckles* Aight, lemme whip something up.
[ GN Reader, Established Relationship, Wireplay, mentions of dismemberment]
"You're insane."
"Yup."
It's not the first time you've had this exchange, and knowing the two of you, it won't be the last. Yet another night of creating chaos for the IPC, one step closer to the monster known as Oswaldo Schneider. And another night holed up in Boothil's ship, putting him back together. Perhaps it's expected of a man who considers himself dead, but Boothill fights with no true regard for his second life. He'll take bullets straight to the chest, let limbs be lopped off...all in the name of revenge. And when all's said and done, you're left picking up the broken pieces, quite literally.
"Seriously, that rpg could've taken the side out of you, not just your arm." You shake the offending limb for good measure. Boothill just gives you a raspy laugh.
"S'all good, long as I have you." he grins and you're momentarily torn between wanting to smack that grin off his face or kissing him breathless. The still simmering anger in your gut makes the choice for you.
"I'm a mechanic, not a miracle worker." You growl, putting his arm down none too gently. "Fuck's sake Boothill, what are you going to do if something happens I can't repair? Or we're not together?" The last question is purely rhetorical, you both know damn well nothing short of capture or death is ever going to keep you away from him.
"I'll cross that bridge when I get there darlin'." the smile on his lips is softer this time, but no less infuriating, the pet name getting your body burning for a different reason. Boothill's remaining arm slides up your side, reminding you of the intimate position you're in; perched on top of him, straddling his hips.
"Just promise me you'll be more careful next time?" You try to hold onto your anger, but Boothill knows exactly what to do to get you distracted. With his chest plate open, you can see his inner workings, a certain cable catching your attention. Perhaps...
"I can try?" he offers. Mind made up, you lick your lips, taking a glove off. It takes a special kind of insane to do the things Boothill does, and perhaps it takes a complementary kind of insane to worm a hand into his insides, gentle fingers wrapping around the cable that connects what remains of his nervous system to his augments.
The reaction is immediate, Boothill's eyes widen, back arching as a raspy whine escapes him. "Fork," he breathes, "The heck are you doing?"
"Making sure the message sticks." You smirk, giving a gentle stroke. He can't choke off the moan fast enough, fingers desperately digging into your side.
"S-Sugar wait, I'm still worked up fr-AH!" Boothill cuts himself off another whine. So soon after the fight, his synapses are still running high, sensitive nerves going haywire with nowhere to send their signals. Your fingers are featherlight, relishing in the sounds he makes. "Fork, fork, d-darlin you gotta slow down-" the rest of his words trail off into a whimper.
"You promise you're gonna be careful?" You taunt, leaning forward to ghost your lips over an ear, horrifically sensitive to make up for the loss of the rest of him. He doesn't respond, not with words anyway. That's fine.
You have all night to break him down and put him back together again.
Well damn- 👁 👁
i really like this !! keep writing 🫶
I can't explain the level of flustered I am reading this, like, usually I like longer ones but holy gods above this is sending me to hell
Holy shi-- 😳
Damn- Ngl this is really good
Imagine if he says "YEEEHAWWWW" while you're riding him like fucking horse.
I can imagine that ngl
HELP??
WHY'S THAT SO HOT
@@LordOfTheUnderworld ACTUALLY YEAH
That is the most hilarious thing I've ever read 🤣 only cause I pictured it in a comedic way instead of sexy
HELP🤣🤣🤣
doggy, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, upside down, inside out, one leg up, two legs up, in public, on a spaceship, in the garden, on the grass, in a car, in a box, on a table, against a wall, against the window, against the door, in the astral express, in dan heng's room, in jing yuan's office, in sunday's little thing whatever tf it is, on the casino table infront of aventurine, in dr ratio's bathtub, in serval's workshop, in natasha's pharmacy (with no one around i aint letting NOBODY especially hook see), one two unbuckle his shoes (belt.), three four fuck me some more
thank you for coming to my ted talk
missed the opportunity to write 'in the garden of recollection' o7
@@minteaa9609 FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT THAT
I'M WHEEZING HELP
Oh my god
@@Mesuthedanmeifanatic me after boothill (was too loud)
That title alone is enough to make a person to go to jail for a lifetime
am i finally going behind bars? 😔⛓
@@heavenlyly_nah ur subs will explain to the policeman its all a missunderstanding dw
Don't forget the cuffs😏
Perfect profile picture my friend 😎
@@heavenlyly_ neverrr !!! 🫂🫂🫂
Boothill Edits and Playlists: *exists*
The comments: save a horse, ride a cowboy
I’m not crazy simp for him like others are but he is not making it easy for himself with the way he stands during his fighting animations
very understandable, the way he fights makes a lady like myself want to impregnate him 🏃🏻♀
@@heavenlyly_ LMFAOO HELP??? 😭😭😭
I-
I think I’m just gonna take my Enby self and go sing with Robin, you have fun with that…
@@heavenlyly_ i mean, pegging is on the table.
@@heavenlyly_UH- HELLO!?! LMAO
Gotta save the horse to ride the cowboys
PLEASE EXCUSE THE PERSON I'LL BECOME WHEN I READ THE POVS. 🛐🛐🛐
NAWWWW ME TOO,, I CANT WAIT TO READ THEM 🥺🤲🏻
@@heavenlyly_ 😭✋🏻🛐
POV: A turn of events (!!15+!!) (Short)
“What’s this about?” Boothill’s voice chimed in, watching your every move as you climbed on top of him and straddled his lap, your delicate hands tracing over his chest, feeling the cool of metal beneath your fingertips. It was such a turn on. You leaned closer to him by his ear, licking your lips as you whispered. “I think you know.” You purred, pulling away to see a smirking Boothill. He looked at you with amusement, as if he knew what you were talking about, but wanted you to break it down for him. He wanted to hear it from your lips.
“Is that so? Do tell me.” He voiced, his voice sounding nothing short of seductive, which sent shivers down your spine. You knew he knew what you wanted; his face gave it away. You chuckled and leaned in, pressing your lips against his, initiating a kiss. His large hands placed themselves on your hips, tracing your curves and gripping your behind a bit as he kissed back, the passion and heat only growing by the second. Your hands found his head where they rested in his hair, your fingers curling slightly, tugging a bit. He groaned, his tongue darting out and running itself against your bottom lip, to which you complied and let his tongue enter your mouth. This was more than you would have imagined to happen, since he usually took the lead. You felt powerful, like you could easily dominate him. It gave off the vibes that you’d been holding back.
When you pulled away finally, you wiped at your slick lips, a smirk on your face. “Does that answer your question?” You whispered, your fingers tugging a bit more on his hair. You knew he loved it when you pulled on his hair, he’d told you many times that it aroused him. Boothill hummed, looking to the side for a moment as if debating on something. “I don’t know, does it?” He spoke, his voice as smooth as honey, as slick as a snake. “Why don’t you tell me more?” You laughed breathily as you realised he was asking for more- without being direct about it. You slowly moved off of his lap, placing yourself in between his legs. Your face moved closer and closer to his man part, your pretty lips turned up in a smile. “Will this work?” You asked, in return receiving a groan. You knew he also loved it when you used your mouth. Teasing him with your tongue, licking up and down at the folds, sucking on the tip with glass saliva running down the corner of your mouth when you pulled off…
Boothill grabbed you suddenly, all when you thought you were going to be the dominant one, pulling you up and turning you quickly, slamming you down on the bed. He made his way on top of you, smirking down at you. “I think I like this better, darling.” He trilled, one of his hands running down your body, down your curves, your waist, down further… You gasped when he touched you down there, his fingers rubbing the area slightly. You bit your bottom lip as you stared up at him, pulling him down and whispered in his ear. “I’m supposed to be the one initiating the control, Boothill.” Your sentence made him laugh, his laugh ever so slightly husky, just like his voice. It was enlightening. His fingers moved up further, up your dress/down your pants and feeling your area, your hand clasping onto his hair as his finger slipped in…
“Nah. How about I rail you disrespectfully tonight? Just like you deserve.”
Screaming and kicking rn❤
MORE!😈-i-i mean that was great 😅😌
@@Star_gaz3 had to keep it short ;)
understandable😔😌
screaming 😍
Pov:
[Female POV] I hope you guys like this, I'm a huge simp for Boothill, got me so down bad it ain't a joke anymore.
His every being, that voice of deadly temptation, drawn to it like a moth to a flame.
Making her feel embarrassed by these desires that drove her crazy every night, tossing and turning in bed as thoughts of such a devilish man filled every crevice of her mind and heart. Was she just sick? No, it can't be, as she stepped through the hallways of the elegant bar located somewhere in Penacony. It was crowded, but none of these strangers were worth any of her time, saved for just one man.
Was she being realistic to begin with? Or was it her delusions driving her to a corner? Letting her emotions rule over all senses of logic and rationality, perhaps she should just take this one chance and never regret it. She paused just a few feet away, facing a tall man dressed in black metallic gear from head to toe, wearing his signature hat even in a bar, his gun strapped to his waist belt.
That was Boothill for ya.
She approached the counter and called for a cocktail, taking a sip to calm her emotions raging like a wildfire within her, yet it wasn't helping when the very same man she had struggled to forget now sat right next to her - drop dead gorgeous with his calm intimidation sending butterflies fluttering like a forking zoo inside her.
"You new round' here?" He drawled with a strong accent heavy on his tongue, smoking on a cigarette with a low husky voice.
Trying not to lose control, she took a deep breath and tried to look normal, "You can say that I am, and you are?"
"Name's Boothill, ain't gonna explain much, but damn..." He did a good scan of her entire being, then chuckled, "You look expensive~"
"I won't be surprised if you end up robbing me if that were true." She responded. That look in his eyes that turned dark all of a sudden, made her wonder what exactly was it that flashed through his mind at that moment. Was she in the right in the know? Did she even want to know what he had felt in that instance? She took a long sip, relishing in the sweet and bitter taste of her cocktail, looking at everywhere except directly at Boothill himself.
He finished his drink in one easy gulp, satisfied, "How bout' you tell me your name, darlin'?"
"Does it really matter to you?" She answered, turning to him with a twinkle in her eye, crossing her legs and letting one elegant heel teasingly mess around with his boots. Before he could say a word, she grabbed his collar and pulled him close, "Judging by that look in your eyes, I don't think my name is all you want from me."
Amused by her fiery spirit, his lips twisted into a grin as his hand trailed up her thigh, "You wanna be mysterious but I'm someone that doesn't like beating around the bush, you see."
She scoffed, slamming her lips onto his as they both fell into a passionate makeout, desperate for the warmth of love and desire, it burned like a wildfire in their hearts. Breathless, out of control, shameless because screw what the world bloody thinks. If this was everything she had ever envisioned of him, she's grabbing that chance without waiting anymore. As she felt his strong rough hands curling around her waist and teasingly stroking her thighs, devouring every inch
of her being as his low groans made her feel all the more desperate for his touch. She tilted her head back and whimpered softly, melting by how demanding and rough he was, not afraid to relish her body as if he hungered for just a taste of her. He had left her lips bruised and her neck covered in hickeys, feeling proud as he licked his lips, admiring the woman as if she was his prized possesion.
A precious target he had managed to hunt down, ready to worship her like a shameless man on his knees.
"Hot damn, you taste so bloody good....." He muttered with a deep voice, his hands grabbing onto her soft body tight and possesive.
This was the start of something she knew will change her life forever, as she felt herself fall herself in his dark eyes of dangerous temptation and elegant
charm, all of it that makes Boothill one hell of a man.
"Then why don't you love me like a man?"
"Oh I can do that too darlin~" He purred, picking her up in one fluid motion towards a private room somewhere behind the bar's counter, lips biting down onto her collarbones, his sharp teeth causing her to roll her eyes back from the pleasure and pain driving her insane.
She was ready to risk it all.
Do you write on wattpad or Ao3? 🤭
This is great and all- BUT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!? 😨
I SAW THE TITLE AND RAN HERE IM SO DOWNBAD FOR THIS COWBOY
Fem!Y/n Pov:
Warning!: Very suggestive and maybe cringey- especially at the end part is 18+
But do enjoy!
You and boothill are I guess kind of like frenemies? while you seem to dislike each other and disrespect each other, but only between the two of you and no other person will diss the other without trouble.
So let's go to when you are dissing about how boothill felled off a horse accidentally and you made fun of him
"BAHAHAHA! The cowboy fell of his own Horse?! Hilarious!"
"Shut the hell up Y/n! It was only ONE time I fell.."
"Fine"
*Time skip to later*
im so hard
DANM- wasn't expecting this many people to uh like this scuff comment of mine lol, thanks! And enjoy your day/night 👍
HELLO!!! those who know me, know me!!
As always gn reader and second person pov!
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You stumbled into your room, pressed to the door to close it, your lips meeting his in a heated kiss as you walked the room, his body pushing you around the room
Boothill grabbed you by the shoulders, pinning you to the wall of your bedroom, his hands leaving a cold trail down your sides as he traced your figure
your hands traced along the metal frame, feeling him shudder under your touch, the new sensors allowing him to feel everything, every soft trace of your fingers
his body pressing you to the wall, kissing you harder, his shark like teeth grazing your lip, a small gasp coming from your mouth, the Cowboy Casanova taking the advantage, exploring all that you would allow him to, your fingers tracing more delicate areas of his frame, each shudder and sharp breath fueling the desire that fluttered in the air
His hand grabbed a leg of yours, placing it on his hips as he breathed you in, moving to trail kisses down your neck, his teeth nipping at a few spots, causing shape gasps and whine to emit from you
Your hand carding though his hair kept him in place, your breath picking up from the heat between you two
As your hand ebbed closer to his waistline, a hand stopped your advance
"You know I ain't 'ganic"
He breathed out, his voice slightly disappointed
You let out a low chuckle
"Baby, I don't care if you are or aren't, i want you for you, metal and all"
He smiled, his hand releasing your wrist, allowing to you to continue
( xXxHaunted_lovexXx on Wattpad, go read :3)
GIRL I DROPPED AT CHACCONE AS AN ENGENE YOU ARE GETTING A SUB (dance for me = chaconne) GIRL I DROPPED I CRIED I SWALLOWED I GULPED
Now- I JUST LOOKED AT BOOTHILL X READER FICS ON TUMBLR LIKE 5 MIN AGO, DONT TELL ME I NEED TO DO IT AGAIN
do it again
@@Sergeant_J I did something even better. Finally get enough space to get hsr on my phone cuz genshin drained my computer space
I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED (I have so many warps saved for this man-)
good luck pulling for him! 💌
@@heavenlyly_ Tyyy
'THANK YOU HEAVEN' we all say in unison
I can smell the incoming POVs tomorrow once this is popular
THAT TITLE IS THE FIRST THING I SAW IN THE MORNING AND IM ALREADY MOANIN
THE WAY I FOLD FOR THIS MAN 🗣️🗣️
WOAAHHH CLANK CLANK CLANK
SOMEONE ONCE SAID SAVE A HORSE RIDE THE COWBOY🗣️🔥🔥
Опять ковбой этот😏
Мы его дождемся
BOOTHILL 😍😍😍
Wish robot cowboys were real 😞
They're in our imagination dw
OMG his voice...🤤✨
oh f*ck
Heaven, i love you!!!🖤
CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK ALL NIGHT LONG YEAH
frr
that art is delicious....
I don't mind if it's disrespectfully I DON'T CARE IT'S BOOTHILL
NOT ME RUSHING HERE AFTER JUST SEEING THE TITLE, PLS I NEED HIM NOW I CAN'T WAIT
Headphones aren't good enough, I need to feel the music in my bones
YEEEEHAWWWWW
Save a horse, ride a cowboy 😍😍
sighhh i want him so bad. 😕😕
SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY
SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY
SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY
SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY
SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY
Hi Heaven!! 🌸 it's me Sam (I changed my handle)
I hope you're doing amazing 💖🎀 I'm really sorry I'm late 🥺
I seriously don't know how you do it but you always make the playlists that I want to listen to. I'm obsessed with the previous Boothill playlist you made and I was hoping you'd make another one and it's exactly what you did 🥺💗
Thank you so so much for gracing us with another banger slaylist ❤️🔥❤️🔥 I love it so much!! ❤❤ I can't thank you enough for everything you do, I'm so grateful for all the time, love and effort you spend on making your beautiful and perfect playlists ☺️☺️ You're truly the best!! 💝
I send you big hugs 🫂🫂 Have a wonderful day/night 💫💖😘
me after reading my 20th wattpad for the night
@@genuinallygonnakmsBAHAHAHA
All day, all night, from the back, from the front and both sides, on the bed, bent over the bed, on the floor, on the desk, on the balcony, against the wall-
Save a horse, ride a cowboy.
**sees title**
**blush**
i'd honestly welcome it...
i shall see myself out now🤭
Say it with me yall save a horse
**eats mac n cheese at 2 am seductively**
*OH BOOTHILLLLLL*
OMG OMG OMG NEW PLAYLIST JUST DROPPED! these playlists turn me into a whore😭
Im alive for him
sorry pov'ers but the GN reader won this time like DAYUM ily marry me??
ENHYPEN YEEAAH
That picture is so hot i wanna put it as my background so badly
OMG MY TWO WORLDS COLLIDING?!??! ENHA AND HSR?!?!??
Back arched, on all fours ready to receive his man at all times 🤭😚❤
Kinda early but where the hell did my cloathes go😮💨😮💨😔
My obsession with boothill after listening to this playlist: 📈📈📈
YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUR
Bootyhill💗❤❤❤
I'll play it again when I'll pull for him:>
moewwwwwwwwww
....Forgive me but I'm a sinner for the night 😳🥴
ahh i miss my enhypen era 😩
❤️❤️❤️
ЭНХАЙПЕЕЕЕЕЕН
бутхилл аааах
DID I JUST HEAR ENHYPEN?!
Save a horse ride a cowboy
вы угараете я из за шрифтов не могу название прочитать ору
What's Boothill All 3 Rules. Lol Sorry Funny Question
Not me hoping that Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy is in this playlist 😳.
ive always wanted to add it in my playlist but the genre of that song is so different,, so i couldn't 😭💔
@@heavenlyly_Dang it!
I was just checking what songs there was gonna be and when I saw Chaconne, I screamed since it's my favourite song from Enhypen's dark blood album!! I love that song with my lifeeeeee!!! (^O^)(^O^)
BOOTHILL SUPREMACY
MHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAH
OMGGMGMG 😭😭 AHHHHH!!💗💗🔥