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hello! pls may I request a smut where a fem. reader and kit w. play bets and he ultimately loses to her, so that her 'prize' is pegging him for his very first time, but still kit remains very cutely shy while doing so? thank you

A/N: Sure thing. Sorry it took so long but I love whenever I get requests. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it.

Word Count: 1,956

Pairing: sub!Kit Walker x fem!soft dom!Reader

Warnings: Pegging, aftercare, hickeys, fingering, oral sex (fem receiving), anal sex, sex toys

Summary: After a fun little bet over a game of poker, things escalate into the unexpected.

You and Kit had been playing poker for a while now. His previous arrogant and overly confident personality had finally been destroyed thanks to your skills. He let out an exasperated sigh as you beat him, a smirk on your lips. "Now, time for this bet, remember?" He nodded quietly, his pride still ruined from the previous game. During the first half, when he was beating you, he had cockily stated that the two of you should make a bet.

If he won, you had to have sex with him in any place he desired but if you won, you got to peg him. Honestly, both sides of it sounded like an equal win and would definitely be beneficial to the both of you, but the thought of Kit open for you while you pegged him was too good of a thought not to be tried.

It drove you into winning and gave you something to play for. What was once an innocent and mindless game now had purpose. Your smile was triumphant as Kit put up the cards with a small smile. He was always a good sport about things like this and it still proved to be true. "We're starting now," he questioned shyly as the weight of the bet registered in his mind. "Yeah, sweetie unless you don't want to."

He didn't respond for a small while before speaking. "No, no... I want to. I just was kinda talking out of my ass. I've never done it before." "That's fine. I'll make sure you'll be okay. Do you trust me?" "Yeah," he quickly responded. "Then you have nothing to worry about."

After the cards were put up, Kit followed you into your shared bedroom, getting on the bed and watching as you got on top of him. You made yourself comfortable in his lap, wrapping your arms around him as you started to kiss him. He swiftly reciprocated, his arms wrapping around you as your tongues started to dance with one another's. Small moans left you as Kit started to grind against you, the imprint of him felt beneath his pants, causing your cunt to clench.

When the both of you were out of breath, the kiss broke, your lips practically swollen from Kit's desire. "Take off your clothes for me," you softly commanded. He did as requested, stripping himself bare for you. While he stripped, you busied yourself with collecting needed items. You returned with a dildo, lube, a butt plug, and a strap on.

His eyes were wide with shock as he looked at what you brought, worry on his features. "It's okay, Kit. It's not a lot, promise." "You sure?" You nodded your head, walking towards him and giving him a gentle kiss on his forehead. "I'm sure. We'll take it slow. Just relax." You saw some of the tenseness in him leave and you got back into the bed. You palmed him before lightly stroking him, listening to his sweet moans and groans from your touch.

You gave him wet kisses on his sweet spots as you slowly jerked him off, giving him a few hickeys. He grabbed your wrist tightly, his mouth agape as you continued, precum leaking from him. "Fuck, darling, so good." You basked in his sounds and words removing your hand when he started to twitch.

He let out a huff of frustration. "Patience," you said sternly. "You're almost ready." You got out of the bed, undressing until bare, grabbing a butt plug and lube before going back. "Spread your legs for me. This is probably gonna feel really weird but I need you to concentrate on relaxing as much as you can. Don't tense up." He focused himself on doing what you said and you grabbed the lube, covering your fingers in it.

You slid a finger inside of him, listening to him let out a gasp. "How does it feel?" "Different," he stated, a blush on his cheeks. "It doesn't hurt, does it?" "No, just weird." You started to move a bit and eventually he started to squirm, his breath hitched. He let out a moan. "Fuck." A smirk came on your face as you continued.

"Feel good, baby?" "Mhm--oh." You slid another finger inside of him, working him into a frenzy as you continued stretching out. Once he was ready enough, you removed your fingers, a frustrated groan being pulled from him. "Patience, we're almost there." You got up and grabbed a butt plug, getting back in the bed. You lubed up the toy before placing your hand on Kit's thigh, pulling his legs further apart. You slowly slid it inside of him.

"Okay, I want you to give me an orgasm first and then we'll start." "Okay," he responded. The blush over his face was adorable to you as he moved towards you. He kissed you first, sweet, soft, and passionate. His hand inched over to your inner thigh, going further to the place you wanted. He wetly kissed your neck and throat, creating bite marks as he started to finger you. A moan left your throat, the feeling of his fingers curling deep inside of you causing your wetness to drip onto the mattress.

"Kit," you moaned. "You're so beautiful," he stated, analyzing your reactions and movements. He removed his fingers, maneuvering you onto your back, spreading your legs open. Before you could even register what he was doing, his head was between your legs and he started to eat you out, his tongue doing things you'd never experienced with anyone else.

You tugged at his hair, making him moan in pleasure. Your eyes began to roll as he began to use his fingers, adding to the experience. He ate you out with precise care, his actions calculated as he focused on bringing you to your peak.

"Fuck," you said, voice getting higher as he started to meet your g spot. You grabbed his wrist tightly, your toes curling as a loud moan was pulled from you. As you met your release, he drank from you as if you were a fountain, enjoying the taste of your essence. When he finally raised up, he smiled. "You always taste so good." His eyes were clouded with lust and love, your eyes raking down his form until you saw his cock. It was very appealing as the tip was an angry pink and he was dripping with pre cum.

He looked good, too good. You needed to fuck him, to ravish him, to watch him crumble just as you had done. You put up the items you had already used before facing him. "Wait until I get back, okay? If you even think of touching yourself, I'll leave you just as you are without any assistance." He nodded obediently.

You grabbed the dildo you had picked and a strap on, fastening the harness before coming back. "I need you to be very relaxed and everything will be good, okay?" He looked nervous, worried even, like he wasn't sure if your words were true.

"Okay." "You know you can always tell me if you're uncomfortable, right?" He nodded. "Yeah, I know. It's just, I've never done this before, any of this." You smiled at him. "It's okay. You've enjoyed everything so far, right?" He thought about it for a while. "Yeah, I have." "So why would this be any different?" A silence fell before the two of you as your words dawned upon him. "Okay," he said with a bit more confidence, a cute blush still on his features.

He took a breath before finally surrendering himself for you, a small whimper leaving him as you removed the butt plug from his hole. You quickly lubed up the dildo before doing the same to him, grabbing his hips gently. "If you can't handle it, tell me immediately." He nodded, holding you tightly as you started. When it was fully in, he let out a breath, his eyes looking up at yours.

"How does it feel?" "Not bad, not good just weird." You took in his words, giving him kisses on his neck and collarbone while the two of you waited. Pretty soon you were in a heated makeout session, doing your best not to move too much considering the circumstances.

It was practically impossible to avoid and you both realized that when Kit moved a bit closer to you and a surprised gasp left him. The blush on his face became even redder and he shyly spoke to you.

"I uh, think I'm ready now." You stopped what you were doing, your hands resting on his back before you responded. "You're sure?" He nodded his head, a small giggle leaving him. You adjusted his position, making sure he was comfortable and balanced on your lap before allowing him to set the pace, your grip tight around his body. As he began to slowly bounce, his jaw instantly went slack from the feeling. You worked from your position, thrusting your hips upwards and watching his reactions. 

He turned his head away from you, his nervousness still present as he also tried to supress his moans. You grabbed his face, directing it towards yours. "Eyes on me, okay and stop being so quiet, wanna hear you." He reluctantly did as you told him to, his movements still the same pace as it had been.

His moans were music to your ears and you happily kissed him as he continued, marking his neck a bit. He definitely had a reaction to it, making a louder noise than he intended to, the blush on his skin a hot pink now. He was absolutely ruined and despite the fact that his timidness remained, he could no longer control the sounds that escaped him or bring himself to look away from your eyes, not when you looked at him with such great lust and desire that it could literally make him cum from the sight, and not when the feeling of you fucking him felt so good.

His eyes were heavily lidded and his mouth was agape as he looked at you, beads of sweat collecting on his brow as he started to bounce a bit faster, the feeling of ecstacy rushing through him. You assisted him in his need, your hold a bit tighter on him as you matched his rhythm. You could tell he was close as his legs started to tremble a bit, his cock started to twitch, and his eyes started to water.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, mm." He groaned, his voice husky and slightly breathy, sounding like a wet dream. He finally stopped looking at you as his eyes started to roll and he couldn't bring himself to bounce anymore. You easily stabled him, bringing him to his high and watching as he shuddered and moaned your name. His cum coated some of the sheets making you mentally curse at yourself for not putting down towels. You stayed like that for a while, cuddling him in your arms as he caught his breath.

"That was..." He was at a lost for words, his skin starting to return to its usual color. You gently placed him on the bed. "I promise I'll be right back," you assured him, watching as he tiredly laid down and waited for your return. When you were back, you wiped him down and cleaned him up, placing fresh sheets on your shared dresser before grabbing the lube and toys.

You went and cleaned them too, placing them back where they belonged before snuggling up to your boyfriend. He was definitely way to exhausted to get up and he probably couldn't even stand so you decided you'd clean the sheets later.

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Hey how r u do you take request x

A/N: I'm good and yes I do take requests. I've been starving for some requests but my inbox has just been empty. Feel free to feel it up. The requests stay open.

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Hey! Not really sure if you also write abt the angsty stuff, but if so or if you're up to it anyway, I was wondering if you'd consider writing an angst for Kit Walker inside the Briarcliff asylum please, I mean him dealing with some darker stuff in there, alongside a female reader who can be also a patient... You can go as dark as you possibly can please, that's more than okay with me...

Anyway if this is okay and you’re interested, I would truly appreciate it!!! Love your fics btw 🫶🏻

A/N: Hopefully this is angsty enough. I don't have much experience in writing things like this so I truly hope you enjoy it. My apologies for taking so long to reply btw.

Word Count: 1,035

Pairing: Kit Walker x patient!fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, abuse, mental issues, mentions of murderous thoughts, depression

Summary: Kit has reached the point of no return and you don't know if there's any way to redeem him.

You swore that anyone who stepped foot in Briarcliff would confuse it as being hell. It was literally the worst place you could've ever found yourself in and all because you believed Kit. The days were definitely becoming more tiresome.

You'd given up on fighting your baddles. Sister Jude made sure of that. You decided that you would just have to take any torture that was given to you and finally succumb to everyone else around you. Though it was stressful and difficult, you found it to be a good technique and you acquired less scratches and bruises that way. You weren't worried about yourself at all but Kit was beginning to shift into someone unrecognizable.

His laughter and smiles dissappeared entirely. Then he began to distance himself from everyone, barely making eye contact with anyone except for a few seconds. Your conversations got scarier and you watched the man you'd fallen in love with slip away. You were currently trying to get his attention, his eyes covered in dark circles as he looked elsewhere, completely zoned out. 

“Kit, baby. Please talk to me.” When he looked at you, your stomach almost dropped to the floor. All emotion in his face was gone and his body was covered in different marks due to the treatment given by the asylum.

“What do you want?” You blinked back tears before speaking. “I want Kit back, the man who loved me and proposed to me.” His face slightly softened but you could tell he still wasn’t himself. “I can’t be him for you, darling. He died as soon as I came in here.” You were practically pleading now, doing your best to give him even a sliver of hope. 

“Kit, you can’t say that. You promised that we would stick together through anything and everything no matter what we’d face. You said that we would catch Bloody Face and get the hell out of here, that we would fight together. It seems that your depression has turned you into a coward, so you’re right. You're not the Kit Walker that I knew because he would be too brave to ever receive defeat yet alone claim it.” 

You still didn’t receive much of a reaction from him until you did. “So I’m a fucking coward because I’m tired of enduring beating after beating? I’m a coward because I care more about the bit of sanity that I have over playing heroes and villains? I am a monster, Y/N. These thoughts that I have in my mind sometimes, I just can’t control them. If I get let out, I may just kill someone and the problem is that I’d sleep like a baby afterwards. I don’t have one bit of love in me now. All that I have is hate and rage. I’m tired and I can’t ever be what you wanted me to be, okay?” 

You leaned into him and cupped his face, making him look you in your eyes. “And if I said that you being how you are now was enough, what would you do? You could never harm me. I think the asylum’s done enough of that.” 

He closed his eyes before shaking his head. “No, you don’t understand the feeling. It feels so bad to just be stuck inside of your own head afraid that you’re gonna do something, to be so far gone that you know whatever horrible thing that you may do, you won’t regret it. I mean, I have these urges when I just wanna watch the life leave from someone. You think that I’m crazy, don’t you?” Tears were falling from your eyes, your voice shaky as you spoke.

“No, Kit. You’re just hurt.” “You’re afraid of me. You can barely look me in the eyes. You’re gonna get out of here without me and you’ll go off and marry some nice, sane man. You’ll forget about me and I want you to because I can’t take care of you. I can’t even take care of myself.” 

“Kit–” “Please stop talking to me before I do something you may not like. Leave me.” His voice was stern and steady. You felt your heart completely crush. He snatched your engagement ring from your finger, dropping it on the ground along with his. You were beyond torn from his actions, your eyes pleading with him for something different. This wasn’t supposed to be the outcome. He was always your sweet and delightful sunshine, never afraid to fight against others. 

“You are stronger than this and you can fight it.” Tears fell from his eyes as he looked at you. “I can’t even close my eyes. All that I see is pain and these urges get stronger the more that I fight against them. I can't get out of here, not when I know that I'd be sent back. I want to suffer alone in the knowledge that I am not what I used to be. I don't want you to witness what I'll become. You need to remember me as the man you first met.”

His voice cracked. The small bit of control that he had over himself was now tumbling down. He kissed you on your cheek, showing the last bit of himself that he could before he spoke to you, his voice a soft and gentle tone. “Don’t come back here ever again. Leave me, forget about me, do whatever you need to and move on. Live your life to the fullest. You can’t do that if you keep trying to visit me and see me in this state. It’s only gonna get worse. Leave before it’s too late, while there’s still time, while I still have a bit of sanity left."

You reluctantly did as he asked, watching as Sister Jude happily took him away. He didn't bother to look back at you and you felt a newfound feeling of sadness and emptiness pang inside of you. Kit was your everything. He was te epitome of love in your eyes and now he was ruined. You just hoped that you wouldn't follow the same path but then again it would be difficult considering he was your only and true love.

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hi! if your requests are open atm and if it's okay, could i ask for a pre-cult kai anderson smut with female reader pegging him for the first time, please? like it's his punishment for something and he consented to it but yet he is quite flustered cuz it's his first time doing something like that, and reader senses it and although she is punishing him she also kind of comforts him a little cuz she feels him being too embarrassed and stuff? thank you, i hope this is okay 👉👈

A/N: Sure thing. My apologies for basically leaving like almost a year. I'm here now though and I'm ready to spoil the fans with some enjoyable writings. I hope this fulfills your request and my requests stay open.

Word Count: 2,314

Pairing: sub!pre-cult!Kai Anderson x soft!dom!fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, slight jealousy, a bit of fluff, slight praise kink, pegging, anal sex, oral sex (male and female receiving), aftercare, a bit of degradation, spanking, handjob, color system

Summary: Kai decided to disobey your rules so it calls for a little lesson.

Kai Anderson was probably the best boyfriend that you’d ever had in your entire life. He actually cared for you and loved you. He was genuine, compassionate, funny, and intelligent. It was all the things you could ever ask for and more. However, as you watched him casually flirt with a girl whilst being in the same room with you, you knew he needed to be taught a lesson. 

You had recently introduced him to power play and dynamics in the bedroom. It had been going smoothly so far since you agreed and negotiated on your likes and dislikes. He definitely knew what he was doing as his expression feigned innocence while looking up at you.

He smirked at you before bringing his attention back to the girl he’d decided to entertain for the evening. You had a few classes with her and you recalled seeing her and Winter talk multiple times. She had to be a friend of his sister’s which would explain why she was so comfortable around him, not that it mattered but your mind was doing a thousand things at once as you continued to watch Kai’s every move. 

After a moment, you butted yourself into the conversation, sliding your hand onto Kai’s shoulder as you forced a smile on your lips. “It was wonderful seeing you but we have to leave. I’m starting to feel awful. I think the alcohol might have finally gotten to me,” you lied. 

“But the event wasn’t done yet,” Kai argued. You rolled your eyes before giving him a dead stare and taking his hand into yours. “Baby, let’s go now before I decide to harm a certain someone.” 

The discussion ended and the drive home was a quiet one, the only sound being the gravel under the car and your breaths. As soon as you made it in the house though, all of that silence was interrupted. You eagerly kissed your boyfriend, his arms wrapping around your waist as his back collided with the front door of your humble abode.

Your fingers tangled in his hair while you dominated the kiss and moaned against him. The kiss eventually broke, the two of you panting. “You fucking knew what you were doing, Kai. You’re such a little brat.” He laughed aloud. 

He seemed zoned out, his eyes raking over your form as he took in the sight of you. “Kai.” His eyes suddenly were on yours as you brought him out of his trance.  “Yes?” “You know we haven’t done much as far as punishments and other things. I just want to know that you’re comfortable so I don’t hurt you.” “Baby, I’ll always let you know if I want to stop but for now, my color is green.” With that, you continued and you were later being carried into the bedroom. 

Kai let you drop from his arms, waiting for your every command so he could obey. “Sit tight and strip bare for me. If I see anything on, you may end up without an orgasm at all,” you said plainly. He was immediate in doing as you asked, causing you to smile to yourself as you walked out of the door.

You started to look through different sets of lingerie you had until you came across the perfect one. It was dark blue with golden accents. It contained bits of lace mixed with embroidery and a level of comfort you couldn’t truly receive from other lingerie sets. 

It was by far one of the most luxurious and promiscuous items you ever owned. You checked yourself out in the mirror once you were finished putting it on, the clothing doing the best at showing all of your curves. You then grabbed a few toys and some lube before making your way back to your shared bedroom. Kai was comfortably laying on the sheets, his pale skin fully exposed to you. 

You sat on the edge of the bed, feeling yourself becoming wet at the image before you. “Over my lap, sweetie.” He seemed to like the name, positioning himself over your lap. 

“I’m gonna give you ten lashes and you’re gonna count them and thank me for them, okay? Tell me your color.” His face was flushed and you could tell he was a bit shy but eager to please you. “Green.” You kneaded one of his ass cheeks before hitting it with great force. He let out a small sound of pleasure. “One, thank you.” You continued, watching as his skin turned into a pretty shade of red.

Once you got to the fifth one, you started to jerk him off while spanking him. He squirmed on your lap at the feeling and you scolded him for it. “I know, I know. You need to stay still for me, okay? You’re being so good for me.” 

The moan that you heard from him was sinful to say the least and you definitely noticed the way his cock twitched from the praise. You continued your attack on him, removing your hand from his length as you gave him the hardest slap to his ass. “Ten! Thank you.” You let him off of your lap and watched as he laid down on the bed.

You looked at the toys you’d brought before grabbing a butt plug and giving your boyfriend his next direction. “Get on your stomach for me, ass in the air.” He quickly did so, holding his breath as you approached him. He slightly flinched as he felt your hand on his skin. “I’m gonna need you to calm down and relax, okay? Is your color still green?” “Yes,” he responded, his voice barely above a whisper. You squirted some lube on your fingers, revealing his opening and stretching him out nicely.

“Fuck.” His small groans went unnoticed as you continued. Once you decided he was prepared enough, you lubed up the butt plug and slowly slid it inside of him. “Does it feel okay?” “Yeah, a little weird but good.” You flipped him onto his back and kissed him.

The kiss was soft and sweet at first but as the two of you continued, it turned into something more. You started to straddle him, becoming wetter as you felt his arms wrap around your body. An idea popped in your head and you had already begun doing it before you could even think properly. You shoved him down before positioning your body into a perfect sixty-nine. 

“Give me an orgasm and I may let you cum.” He didn’t miss a beat, pulling the material of your lingerie to the side before tasting your cunt. You moaned, lazily jerking him off before licking up the pre cum that covered his tip. You repeatedly teased him as he ate you out, your back arching in need of a better angle. You decided to finally suck him off, taking every breath you could take as you felt him suck your clit.

Your eyes were teary as you deepthroated him before raising up only to go down again. The sounds of your activities bounced off of the walls and you felt your thighs start to shake as Kai became more feverish in tasting you. You opted to use your hand, too afraid that you’d choke from the pleasure he was giving you. 

You felt your high approaching and you gripped the sheets for dear life, slowly sucking his dick and doing your best to breathe correctly. His hips started to buck upwards and he was twitching in your mouth, making you stop his orgasm completely as you came on his tongue. He laid in defeat as you got off of him. You kissed his cheek apologetically before speaking. “That’s what you get for being a little attention whore, brat.” 

He rolled his eyes at you and you slapped his thigh. “Don’t do that, not unless you wanna get another orgasm taken away. Do you want that, hmm?” “No.” He shook his head as he said the word, making your heart warm at how cute he looked. 

“Being a brat doesn’t suit you, sweetie. You’re way better at being my good boy. Wanna be that for me?” “Yes, always.” You turned him over onto his stomach before whispering in his ear. “Then don’t break my rules.” You removed the butt plug from his hole, enjoying the sight of how stretched it became. 

You then reached for the dildo, spreading lube on the material before putting some on his opening. He buried his head in the pillows as you slid it inside of him, slowly moving it back and forth within him. “I need to hear you, okay? Stop trying to be quiet.” You noticed him hesitate and you sighed as you removed the pillows from him and put them to the side. He was practically a mewling and whimpering mess, his sounds far more than pornographic.

“Mm, Y/N, f-fuck.” You smirked at the sound of your name slipping from his lips. “Color?” “Green.” Your hand wrapped around his length, stroking it in time with the movements of the dildo. “Gonna cum for me?” “Mhm.” “Go ahead and let go.” Soft moans and groans escaped him as he started to cum, painting his stomach white.

You were quick to get him on his back again, slipping the dildo out before licking his abs clean. The sight alone made him hard again. “Sit tight for me. I’ll be back. Don’t try touching yourself.” You took the toys away and cleaned them before putting them up. You then found a towel large enough to throw onto the bed. You entered the bedroom and grabbed the last thing of the night. 

Kai watched in anticipation as you put on the strap on he himself picked out. You remembered how shy he was that day, his face a light shade of pink as he pointed to the most realistic strap on in the store. You put the straps in place before getting in bed with him. 

“How do you want to do this, babe? I want you to be comfortable.” “Um, I just want you to face me because you’re really hot and I want to be able to wrap my legs and arms around you. I also want you to mark me up and fuck the shit out of me.” You were proud of the bit of confidence he gained, applying his words to your memory. “You’re so filthy and I love it.” You grabbed the lube, covering the strap on in it before putting some on your fingers and prepping him to take it.

You slowly slid within him, watching the way he took every single inch. His eyes were fixated on you as you allowed him to adjust. “Color?” 

“Green.” You placed his legs around your waist before you began to thrust, watching as he bit his lip and looked away from you. You grabbed his chin firmly, looking him in his eyes as you pounded harder into him. “Don’t take your eyes off of me and let me hear you. Make the world know my name.” He did just as you asked, his eyes on yours as he continuously moaned out your name for everyone to hear.

You were sure to get a noise complaint but you couldn’t care less, not when the man of your dreams was being ruined by you and holding onto your body for dear life. Crescent moon indents from his nails digging in your back were sure to be left as you repeatedly hit his prostate.

His shyness was now clouded and thoroughly overtaken by lust. You nipped at his neck before making your way to his earlobe and whispering into his ear. “You take this cock so well, baby. You’re such a good boy for me.” He almost mewled at the praise, dumb from the way you were fucking him. You noticed that he started to try and squirm away from you as the pleasure began to build up within him.

“Legs up in the air for me.” You tapped his thigh and he easily obeyed. You grabbed his legs, readjusting the position to one that reached deeper places in him and prevented his ability to escape. He let out the most guttural noise you’d ever heard him make. “Fuck, Y/N, g-gonna cum.” 

You now rutted into him, commanding him to cum for you as you thrusted at a brutal pace. He met his release and you let him catch his breath. You kissed him softly then pulled out of him, removing the strap from your body. “You did so good, Kai.” You grabbed the towel that was under the two of you and cleaned him of the mess he’d made. You grabbed the lube and strap on.

You cleaned the dildo, putting it up with the harness. You then threw the towel in a hamper. You made your way through your shared home and grabbed a bottle of water for Kai. 

Once you stepped in the bedroom, you saw him looking at the doorway, patiently waiting for your arrival. “You enjoyed yourself,” you questioned. “Mhm, makes me think I need to make you jealous more often.” You rolled your eyes at him before speaking. “I thought I told you that being a brat didn’t suit you.”

He smirked as he responded. “Maybe you’ll have to teach it to me then. Wanna teach me a lesson, Y/N,” he asked, giddy from the sex you’d just had. “You’re insufferable. What happened to the nervous and timid Kai?” “He realized that he was in good hands and there was nothing to be afraid of, not with a girlfriend as trustworthy as you.” Your heart swelled at his words and you jumped in the bed with him, hugging him tightly. “I love you, Mr. Anderson.” “I love you too, Y/N.” 

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hey we miss you :'((((

A/N: Awwww, I missed y'all too and unfortunately I was busy and went through a bit of mental exhaustion but I am back now and will be writing. Stay tuned for some uploads and feel free to request anything because I am now revived my beautiful lovelies.

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Awesome to see you have a masterlist! Can I suggest pinning it so it’s easy to find?

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A/N: Thank you so much for telling me. I just now fixed it. I hope you won't have any issues with it now. Enjoy your day.

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Mr. Gallant's Enjoys Punishment Request 😩

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How Austin Met Prostitute Reader (Pt. 2 Of Kinkmas Day 2) 😢💞

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Kai Asking Reader For Punishment Request 😢💞

Kinkmas Day 12: Threesome (ft. Tate Langdon) 😩

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Kinkmas Day 5: Training 😩

Reader Training Colin Request (Pt. 2 Of Kinkmas Day 5) 😩

Kinkmas Day 7: Face Sitting 😩

[chiptaylorsfirst]

Hi, I really enjoyed the fic called Training you wrote for Kinkmas with Colin Zabel, so I was wondering if you could please write like maybe another part to that same storyline reversing their roles this time, yk a sub Colin being trained by dom reader, same way and stuff...

Thank you! I really enjoy your writing!

A/N: Thank you for the request and I am so sorry I took so long to respond. But, as always, I deliver. I hope you all enjoy this and don't be afraid to send me more requests. This is the writing mentioned: https://www.tumblr.com/chiptaylorsfirst/705923459043229696/kinkmas-day-5?

Word Count: 2,152

Pairing: sub!Colin Zabel x fem!dom!Reader

Warning: Smut, oral sex (male and female receiving), pegging, edging, handjob, pain kink, use of toys, slight voice kink, praise kink, degradation kink, dacryphilia

Summary: After a nice talk, you train your boyfriend's body to adjust to certain things.

Considering your boyfriend's career choice and all, the two of you never really had much alone time. When you did, the sex was always filled with vanilla lovey dovey "I missed you's" and lots of cuddles afterwards, not that either of you hated it. It just was time for a change, some real spice. The first thing Colin suggested when he finally decided to tell you how he felt was BDSM and kinks.

You were familiar with it just like him so it didn't take long for the both of you to come clean on your likes and dislikes. He explained how he was a soft dom and naturally submissive. He wanted you to be dominant for the majority of the relationship as far as sex and he told you the many things he wanted to try. It was like a dream come true. You happily agreed to the date he set and you later on found yourselves buying different toys to use.

So, when the day finally came, you were more than excited to see your boyfriend. You'd gotten ready thirty minutes before the time he was said to appear and had toys lined up on your dresser. Hot pink lingerie covered your skin. You read some erotica to get you in the mood but also to pass by time as you waited for your boyfriend. He soon was in your shared home and you felt goosebumps as you heard his footsteps. When he walked into the bedroom, his face became flushed at the sight of you. "Hey, baby. Oh." His eyes raked over your form and he swallowed thickly. You smiled, walking over to him before giving a brief kiss to his lips. "Hi, Col. Wanna get undressed for me, hmm?" He nodded his head but you wouldn't accept that. "Use your words for me, sweet boy." You saw his demeanor definitely weaken from the name. "I'd love to undress for you."

Your Lingerie

You smirked. "Then get to it. I don't want to see not one piece of skin covered." You were good at this, too good. Colin didn't expect you to do this well and neither did you. He wouldn't complain though. He loved it. He loved your dominance over him. He quickly discarded all clothing from his body as you requested and stood before you in all his glory. The sight practically made you drool. You took a breath before moving on to the next part. "Get on the bed and lay on your back for me."

You made your way to the dresser, not even bothering to check and see if he did what you asked. You knew he did. "These," you started referring to the toys on the dresser, "are what I hope to use on you today if that's alright with you." Colin liked your way of asking for consent and verifying if he was comfortable with what you'd picked out.

"I'm perfectly fine with it." You nodded. "You remember your safeword?" "Borage," he responded. "Good. Use it if you need to and we'll stop, okay?" "Okay." You got a few things before turning your attention back to him. "I'm gonna train your body to adjust to edging as you suggested, just to let you know. Just lay back and relax. You have nothing to worry about. I'm gonna take care of you."

You decided the best thing to do was to have a slow build up to pick the small things first. So, you picked a butt plug and grabbed some lube before making yourself comfortable between his legs. "Spread your legs for me." He instantly did it, his eyes concentrated on your form. You squirted some lube on your fingers before parting his cheeks. You slipped in a finger, causing your boyfriend to whimper as you slipped in another. "Feel good?" "Mhm, so good." His voice was breathy and low, making your cunt clench instinctively. Soon, you slipped the plug inside of him and his hole invited it in without struggle.

You then got on top of him before lustfully kissing him. Moans escaped the two of you and your hand made its way down to his very hard cock. "Someone's excited," you teased before stroking his length. He groaned, his eyes fluttering shut as your hand enveloped him. You kissed down his body, paying attention to his nipples, loving the sound you received. He was so sensitive.

Once you were in eye level with his cock, you starting to suck without warning. He gasped and his breath hitched as your mouth suctioned around him. You kept your attention on his tip and balls, causing his hips to buck up. "Y/N," he moaned out. "Mhm," you mumbled around him. Shivers went down his spine at the vibrations your voice sent. "Your month's so fucking good." You felt proud at that statement and you put in extra work to deep throat him. A broken moan was what you received and you couldn't help but continue pleasing him.

He started to squirm, his hands balling into fists. You paid no attention to it until the telltale sign of his length twitching told you just how close he was. You got off of him with a pop, causing him to cutely pout for a moment. "Let me cum, please." He looked so sweet but you had to deny him.

"No, baby. I'm in charge here and you'll cum when I say so, mmkay sweetie?" He was quiet after that, letting you move on to the next thing you had on your list. You grabbed a cock ring and prostate massager before kissing his cheek. "You're such a cute little slut for me." You saw him turn as pink as the lingerie you wore. You kept that in mind. You slipped the ring on him before going between his legs again and applying lube. The prostate massager easily went inside of him, letting you know he'd take a strap very well.

You started the toy up, making his breath suddenly become unsteady. You made yourself comfortable on top of him, kissing his lips and enjoying his moans and whimpers. "Can I mark you, please?" You smirked at him. "Aww, my precious boy wants to mark me?" He nodded. "Mhm." You started to lick around his sensitive areas, causing him to shudder. Your mouth was near his ear. "Then you'll just have to wait," you whispered.

You set the remote to a higher setting, his moans getting louder at the feeling. "Oh, mm." You started to suck his nipples and play with them. "Y/N, agh." "Yes, baby," you asked, looking up at him innocently. "Everything feels so g-good." You smiled as you switched to his other nipple. "Yeah, Col?" "Yeah, fuck, I'm gonna cum." You chuckled. "Do it then. Go ahead." His body jolted from the vibrations he felt as he prepared to meet his release. However, he realized that he couldn't tip over that edge. "Something wrong," you teased, amusement dripping from your voice.

"I can't, mm, can't cum. It feels s-so good but it hurts." You started to litter his neck with hickeys . "You like the pain, don't you?" He held you tight. "Yes." You placed your hand around his cock. "I bet you'd love it if I jerked you off, hmm?"

"T-Too sensitive, it'd h-hurt." You kissed his chest. "You can take it." You started to pump him, your hand moving slowly, making many pretty sounds fall from his mouth. "You sound so cute. You look even better. You're such a good boy for me." His eyes closed at that, a pleasant moan escaping him. "You wanna take my strap, yeah?" "Yes, ma'am."

You felt a power rush at the name. You powered the toy down before removing it from him, loving the sight of his gaping hole. Your eyes looked at his length, and you almost drooled from the sight of it. The tip was an overly flushed and angry red. Pre cum was dripping down the sides of his cock and you desperately wanted to taste it. You reminded yourself to focus on the task at hand and quickly put on your favorite silicone strap on you'd picked just for him.

It was made to feel as close to the real thing as it possibly could and it was customized to be the same size as Colin. The soft pink color of it was definitely a contrast to the bold pink you wore which made it all the more better to you.

"On your hands and knees, Col." You watched as your boyfriend got into the desired position before making your way behind him. You could tell he was slightly tense. "Relax baby. Get all that tension out." You reassuringly rubbed his back before kissing his shoulder.

"Ready?" "Yeah." You wanted to make sure he was the most comfortable he could be. "You want me to go slow?" "Please just rail me as rough as you want." You were happy to oblige to that request. You grabbed his hips before thrusting and watching his hole greedily take every inch you had to give him. He let out the most erotic moan you ever heard, making your thighs become soaked.

Your lingerie was quite ruined, all thanks to your boyfriend for being as sexy as he was. You started at a medium pace, making his toes curl from the impactful force you'd been using in your thrusts. "You enjoy being my personal whore?" His eyes were half lidded. "Yes, baby." You were sure to leave bruises from how roughly you handled him.

"Say it for me." "I'm your, mm, p-personal whore." You loved how helpless he was right now. He was a total mess and it was all for you. "Who's making you feel this good?" You picked up your pace by a large amount, fucking him into the sheets. His face was buried in pillows, whimpers and moans still being heard. "Y-You," was all he could get out before he went back to making those sounds which caused you to crumble. "That's right, baby. I'm the only one who can make you feel this way and don't forget it. Wanna cum, sweet boy?" He tried to speak but a broken moan was the only thing that came out. You harshly smacked his ass, making him jolt and whimper.

"Y-Yes, ma'am. Please l-let me c-cum." You quickly removed the cock ring from him, brutally fucking him as you did so. "Go ahead, sweetie. Let it go." The most guttural moan was pulled from him as he finally met his release. His legs trembled as you brought him down from his high before finally pulling out. When you turned him over, it was such a beautiful sight. His cheeks were tear streaked, his whole body flushed. His hair was damp from sweat and his body was covered in droplets of it.

But the best thing was his dick. It was covered in cum along with his abdomen, his tip a pretty pink. You didn't hesitate to lick all his cum, moaning in delight as you finally tasted him. His body tensed and a cute whimper came from him.

When you were done, you removed the strap on from your body and placed all the toys somewhere for cleaning. You came back to your boyfriend and kissed his cheek. "You have one more task, okay?" "What is it?" You smiled. "Eat me out and give me a orgasm." Before he could respond, you were sitting on his face, the fabric of your lingerie pulled to the side to ensure he had access to the place you needed him most. He started to lick and suck, making you squirm at the feeling.

"Fuck, you're so good for me." You rode his face and he let you do as you pleased, doing his part in getting you to your release. His tongue drew patterns on your clit before he'd suck on it then repeat, driving you into a frenzy. It didn't take long at all for you to tip over the edge, your eyes rolling as you did so. Your hand found refuge in Colin's hair, his name on your tongue as you came. He continued, licking and lapping at your cunt as if it were the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. You got off of his face on weak legs before kissing him on his forehead. "Let me get something to clean up," you quietly said.

"No, that's fine. I think a bath together would be perfect." You started to get up to prepare the water but he stopped you at that too. "Let me do it. You've done enough. Also, I haven't repaid you anywhere near close yet. We still have more to do." Your pussy clenched at that and soon, Colin fulfilled his promise and gave you the best orgasms you've ever had.

[chiptaylorsfirst]

Hiii, if you're still doing requests, can I request a Matthew Gray Gubler x female reader smut where he keeps edging her until she's crying because she just wants to cum?

A/N: Sure thing. Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy.

Word Count: 2,316

Pairing: dom!Matthew Gray Gubler x brat!sub!fem!Reader

Warning: Smut, oral sex (female receiving), use of toys, masturbation, fingering, edging, slight dacryphilia, hickeys

Summary: You've been teasing Matthew for a while now and he finally puts you in your place.

You had been terrible the entire week since Matthew got back from filming. You teased him anytime you could and brought up sexual topics whenever you saw fit, loving how he’d sometimes turn red or simply scold you for doing such things, warning you that the outcome of continuing this wouldn’t be pretty. You hadn’t cared. It had been weeks since you felt him inside you and you needed that feeling again, you craved it. You knew you were on thin ice but you needed to drive him right to the edge so that you could get what you wanted.

So you waited and waited until you were out in public, arm in arm. “Babe,” you said as you continued walking around the mall. “Hmm,” Matthew responded, solely focused on having a mental debate of whether or not he should buy the matching pajamas he saw. “You look really good right now. I mean, if we weren’t in public, I’d drop to my knees right now and any problem you have away.” You whispered the words into his ear, watching as his face turned red at your words.

He cleared his throat, turning to look at you before he spoke. “You really want a punishment, don’t you, desperate girl?” He muttered the last part and you only smiled. “Whatever you give me, I will take.” He sighed, already hardening and cursing for deciding to wear sweatpants. “We’re leaving now,” he said all too calmly. “Get in front of me while we walk okay.” You already felt him grab you and you started to walk. “What about those matching PJ’s?” “We’ll get them another day when a certain someone hasn’t distracted me.” There was a small edge in his voice and more playfulness.

That was a good sign that you still had more work to do. You wanted him upset and ready to punish you. The day went on with you teasing constantly but still not enough for him to lose his cool. Then, you were both at a cafe hand in hand ordering coffee together. While you were waiting on your drinks, Matthew left to use the restroom, informing you that he’d be back quickly. He was gone long enough for a man to tap your shoulder, a smirk on his lips as he asked, “That your friend?” You fought the urge to roll your eyes at the arrogant being in front of you as you responded.

“Possibly, why?” He sighed as he looked you up and down, obvious lust in his eyes. “I’m trying to understand why he would allow such a beautiful woman to be all by herself like this.” You forced a smile on your lips as you touched his shoulder, already seeing Matthew making his way to the two of you. “You’re not my type or my boyfriend, okay? And he isn’t my friend. You can leave.” The man looked to be angry at your straightforward rejection but he was nowhere near as upset as Matthew was. He paid for the drinks quickly, handing your yours before taking a sip of his. He didn’t speak once during the ride home and by then, both of your drinks were no more.

When you got in the house, he finally spoke, his voice threatening, quiet, and calm. It was a triple threat. “What was that in the cafe? Why’d you entertain that man?” You smiled. You’d crossed the line and succeeded. You were going to get what you wanted. “Why do you think, baby? I miss getting fucked by you. And whenever you’re jealous, it’s always the most fun.” Matthew sighed, shaking his head at you. “You’re a fucking brat, you know that?” “Mhm, you gonna do anything about it? Maybe not. In that case, I’ll just go in my room and masturbate to that wonderful ma--” You couldn’t finish your sentence before Matthew started to kiss you roughly and lustfully, his hands gradually moving down your curves. 

He pulled back from you, allowing much-needed air into his lungs. A smile appeared on his lips, his hands around your waist. “Jump,” he commanded softly, and you did. He caught you, carrying you to your shared bedroom. “If you wanted this, then you’re gonna get it.” He threw you onto the bed. You felt a wetness pool between your thighs with a need like none other. Matthew started to undress you, mercilessly snatching the apparel off your body and throwing it onto the floor. When you were fully bare before him, he took out a few things from a drawer that you knew all too well. “I suggest you drink a bit more water if you need to. This is going to be a long night and I wouldn’t want you to dehydrate.”

You hated the fact that the sentence was a warning and a sweet recommendation at the same time. But, you took the advice, going into the kitchen to hydrate yourself and using your little break as you saw fit. You came back to see your boyfriend, shirtless, sitting on the egde of the bed, patting on his lap for you to sit on. You walked to him, sitting on his lap. He stroked your hair, kissing your sweet spot as he lowered his hand to where you needed it the most. “Babe, you’re so desperate right now.” He started to place a finger against your slit, gradually gliding it and collecting some of your juices on his finger.

You bucked your hips upward, arching at his touch, wanting any bit of his attention you could possibly get. He pulled his hand away and you resisted the urge to whimper. “Go to the bedroom and wait for me there. I gotta figure out how I’m gonna punish you for your little stunts you’ve recently pulled.” You nodded your head, going into the bedroom as he ordered. It took a while before you saw him walk in, still fully clothed but with a different attitude this time. He wasn’t your sweet and kind boyfriend anymore at this moment. He was different and he was here to teach you a lesson. “Strip for me. I want you to take everything off.” You did what he said, stripping your body of clothing and throwing it all into a pile.

“Now lay down in the bed and wait for me.” He didn’t check to see if you did as he asked, the sound of the bed as your weight was on top of it enough for him to know you did what he said. You saw him look in a very familiar drawer and you wished for the best to happen as he looked. You were in deep whenever he looked in that drawer and nothing and no one could save you from it.

He picked three toys and smiled as he looked down at you. “I’m going to edge you 5 times and if you fuss, I may just leave you here to finish the job yourself. You wanted attention from me and now you’re getting it. My attention is fully on you.” You watched as Matthew started to strip, ridding himself of any clothing that was on his body. You saw that he was painfully hard and you wished nothing more than to taste the man before you. “Baby, please, let me taste you,” you begged desperately. “No, sweetheart. You don’t get to do that because of how you’ve behaved. You’ve teased me repeatedly and broken my rules. Now, you wish to bring me pleasure during the time of your punishment?” You nodded your head enthusiastically. “The answer is no.”

Matthew grabbed the toys he’d picked, placing them on the nightstand beside the bed before joining you. He started to kiss your body everywhere he saw fit, slipping his fingers inside you as he did so. You moaned at the feeling, soft sounds being pulled from you. It didn’t take long for him to work you into a frenzy, crumbling for him as his fingers started to go faster. “You’re so responsive,” he said aloud, deep in thought as he looked at you. He then kissed you, sucking your tongue as you both moaned in the kiss. 

It was practically suffocating as you kissed him and felt yourself getting close to your peak. The kiss broke and you swore that you almost saw stars. Unfortunately, Matthew knew your body like none other and that meant that he knew you would orgasm any second now. As soon as you were at the very peak, his fingers stopped and he removed them completely. “No,” you said softly, your brain scrambling as it tried to process what happened. “Aw, you poor thing. You have four more to go unless you’d like me to stop. What is your color, baby?” “Green,” you confirmed. “You sure?” You nodded your head. “Mhmm.” 

You then watched as he lowered his head between your thighs, one hand wrapping around your leg as he used his arm to keep you down. You moaned at the feeling of his tongue toying with you. You swore that Matthew’s mouth was a work of art crafted and made specially to be used on you. You squirmed as you felt him begin to suck on your clit, his tongue still moving in a swift pattern that he knew you loved. Your hand fisted into his hair, your fingers scratching his scalp. He groaned at the feeling, enjoying how lost you’d gotten in the action being done. You felt his tongue graze over a certain spot, causing your breath to hitch. Matthew took note of this and repeated the action until you were nothing but a breathless mess beneath him. 

You knew what would happen as you were nearing another orgasm and yet you still whimpered and begged for release as Matthew pulled away from you. You were denied once again with three more to go. He reached for one of the sex toys he’d picked, a pretty dildo with multiple shades of blue. It was custom-made and a birthday gift given to you by your boyfriend. He’d said that it was for when he was out of town and you had to facetime one another so he could see how sweet you looked during sexual things. You hadn’t expected him to use it on you. He never did before. “Get on all fours and ride this for me.” He handed the toy to you. You felt a new coat of wetness pool between your legs as you thought of Matthew watching you. 

You positioned the toy between your legs before lowering yourself down on it, loving the stretch you felt. You went slow, enjoying the feeling of finally being filled with something. It wasn’t as good as the original you were used to but you needed to do it to get what you wanted. You thought of previous things you’d done with Matthew on multiple occasions as you bounced. Matthew watched you without touching himself a single time, though he thought about it and wanted to do it badly.

He watched your face, the movements of your body and when you were dangerously close, he spoke. “That’s enough. Stop now.” You reluctantly did as told, your pussy clenching around nothing at the loss. “Get in the bed for me on your back with your legs spread.” You obeyed and watched your boyfriend as he got in bed with you. “You’re so beautiful, babe. So beautiful to the point that I can’t resist you any longer and don’t wish to use the other toys on you like I planned.” You smirked triumphantly. “Sounds like to me that you just can’t help yourself, hmm Matthew? Baby, I’m irresistible,” you teased. “Such a bold little girl for someone who turns into a whining little bitch just with a flick of my finger.” 

Before you could even come up with something to say, you felt his cock being slipped inside of you, a moan being pulled from you that you hadn’t even known you had the ability to make. He kissed you and went at an impossibly slow pace, as if he were purposely teasing you even more. You scratched his back at the feeling of him repeatedly hitting that spot buried deep within you. He placed hickeys all around your neck and smirked against your skin at the sound of you begging. “Baby, I’m sorry. Lemme cum, please.” He kissed the spot under your jaw. “One more after this one.” Tears started to form in your eyes. “O-Okay, oh fu--” He pulled out of you, putting a complete end to the release you were so close to getting.

You were tired and sweaty, your cunt pink and buzzing with need. As you felt yourself being flipped onto your stomach, tears finally spilled from your eyes and Matthew set a brutal and rapid pace. “You’re crying, babe? You okay?” “Yeah, just let me, let me,” your sentence hadn’t had the chance to get finished as you suddenly tipped over the edge. You felt Matthew’s cum coat your walls and he placed wet kisses all over your collarbone. He then flipped you back over, a smile on his face now. “You did so good for me. Just don’t tease me as bad as you did ever again.” You were tired and worn but you couldn’t help yourself before speaking. “If I get this response, maybe I should do it more often.” He kissed your forehead before getting off of the bed.

He came back with a warm cloth in his hand. He cleaned you up then went away. When he came back, the cloth was gone and he had this cute smile on his face. He got in the bed with you and cuddled with you. It didn’t take long before you fell asleep, happy to have Matthew as your boyfriend. 

[chiptaylorsfirst]

hey do you have masterlist for ur fics?

A/N : No, I don't but I will try to make one and it is in the works.

[chiptaylorsfirst]

hiii! first of all i'd like to say that i came across your works as of recently and i gotta say your writing is absolutely amazing! secondly, i just binge read all of your incredibly good kit walker fics and they became my favorite hands down lol, sub kit is my absolute favorite! and now my brain just had the kinkest idea about it and won't stop making me imagining it lol, so i was wondering if it would be okay to request it upon the kit walker storyline: they decide to try some super major and really hardcore spanking kink this time, she being a super hardcore dom to the sub kit, but this time they really don't go for anything other than this super hardcore spanking fantasy they're trying, no pegging, no edging, no orgasm denial etc, literally just the spanking stuff with maybe just a little hair pulling and maybe some chains or restrains actually to help with the spanking lol, but the thing is they're longing to try it in its most extreme form ever and now she uses a whole armoury of different implements on kit, idk like whips, floggers, paddles, belt, straps, etc... she literally uses everything to him til eventually he comes to a point where he does use his safeword now and she stops it and proceeds to comfort and soothe and reassure him affectionately in a very fluffy way, but at the same time both of them enjoyed it immensely and kit tells her that, and they're very open about their sensations and how they felt? sorry, it got too long lol... but really, my mind can't stop seeing them on it now and i would REALLY appreciate if you could please write that down... thank you sm anyway, i hope that's okay <3

A/N: Thank you for the compliments and requesting. Also, I can certainly write this and I hope you enjoy it.

Word Count: 1,198

Pairing: sub!Kit Walker x fem!dom!Reader

Warning: BDSM, use of safeword, aftercare

Summary: You had been frustrated and luckily for you, Kit decides to take on the feeling of you lashing it out on his body.

You swore to death you loved Kit more than anything in the world. You wouldn't have married him if you didn't but you needed to let out some stress and you weren't going to hold back on anything since Kit already gave you the consent to take your stress out in any way you wished. You were sitting on the edge of your bed, looking into his eyes with disbelief. 

"You know, Kit, you don't have to allow me to do this if you don't want to. I don't plan on holding back." It was your way of warning him but he only nodded, a small smirk on his lips. "I know what I want and I want you to take your stress out. You know I can take it and I do have a safeword, baby girl." He got closer to you, his breath hitting the sensitive skin of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "Don't tell me you're afraid," he said playfully. 

"You know, if you want me to spare that pretty ass of yours, you'd speak to me with more respect, Mr. Walker." You got up, excitement and adrenaline pumping inside of you. You wanted to do this for weeks now but never got the opportunity to. You and Kit spoke of doing hardcore things like this before and you did experiment with it a few times, but never went overboard. This time was different. You were going to let all that pent up anger and stress you had from work be free and most importantly, you were going to see your beautiful husband as a ruined and broken mess.

So there you were, standing over his perfect body with different things chosen to use on him. You decided to start with the lightest thing you saw which was a flogger. You had different kinds, each one a bit more painful than the other. “Lay on your stomach for me, okay? And don’t try to be quiet. I want to hear any sound that slips from you.” He did as you asked. “Yes, Mrs. Walker,” he responded, his voice a nice low grumble that you loved so much. 

“I’m gonna start with floggers and make my way up. What’s your color?” “My color is green,” he responded. You smiled and nodded before starting, creating light strikes at first then harder ones. When you got tired of using a certain type, you would switch to the next one, using more pressure each time. Before you knew it, you were already getting a reaction from Kit and decorating his skin in pretty light shades of pink. You then got a belt, already understanding how Kit’s body reacted to certain types of pain. You knew that you couldn’t use the belt too much but you had to make it perfect.

You did your first hit with the belt, creating a red mark on his body. “Tell me what you want, Kit.” You wanted more than just impact play and you felt an urge to just take him as you wanted but you didn’t, you couldn’t. All your stress wasn’t out yet. “I want you,” he gasped out, a guttural groan emitting from him at the feeling of you spanking him once again. “No, Kit. You have me. I’m here and I’m here with you.” You hit him again on the back of his thigh.

“What do you want me to do to you?” “Whatever you want,” he responded. “I want to please you and I want you to use me however you want.” You smirked at his answer. He was always perceptive and never got himself into trouble when he didn’t have to but his answer was right and wrong at the same time. You decided to deliver another lash with the belt, a whimper escaping his lips. “Baby, you make the sweetest sounds,” you praised. “What a shame those sounds can’t help you.” With that, he was hit again, his face buried in the pillows and his body flinching at every crack of the belt.

You eventually grew tired of it, the repetition and the continuous constant energy you put into spanking him. You stopped momentarily, placing the belt back to the place you grabbed it from, then you found another utensil you wanted to use on your husband. This was the last thing you were going to use but it would be for the longest. You wanted to see how far you could press Kit’s body and he had already told you numerous times before that he wanted to too. 

There you stood, your eyes looking deep into his, practically staring him into his soul. “Color?” “Green.” You nodded quietly, walking behind him, out of his sight. You simply took one of your hands and rubbed his bruised skin. His breath hitched and he relaxed into your touch, almost purring like a kitten at the soft affection you gave him despite what you’d been doing minutes before. Then, you removed your hand and delivered a rather harsh hit to his arse. You were starting to feel more relaxed and happier as you continued spanking him.

You thought of the terrible people you saw, the way your boss would be so mean to you everyday, everything that made you tick or made you feel that you’d one day fall apart slowly faded away into oblivion. It was but a small buzz now and it no longer mattered because you got to get it all out on a man who happened to enjoy pain when it came from you. Kit was eternally grateful that you hadn’t seen his face. Had you saw the small tears rolling down his face, you would’ve stopped immediately.

But, he didn’t want you to, not yet at least. He wanted to please you and he still saw some pleasure in what he was feeling. Then, it got worse. The stinging on his skin could no longer be ignored and looked over and he couldn’t take it anymore after you delivered more strikes, harder than the last. He took a deep breath before speaking. “Carmatary,” he said clearly. You stopped at the sound of his voice, dropping the whip to the ground. 

You had never heard him use his safeword before and you had to make sure he was okay. You went in front of him, cupping his tear stained face in your hand. “Baby, I didn’t hurt you too bad did I?” He shook his head. “No, you just went a bit further than what I can take.” You kissed his forehead then hugged him. “You should’ve said something when you started to cry.” “Mmmm mmm, I didn’t want to. I really liked it.”

You smirked at him. “You did so good, honey.” You went to your dresser to get some lotion and walked over to him. You smoothed it over his bruised skin, being as gentle and soft as you possibly could be before putting everything up. Kit flipped over onto his back and you climbed into the bed with him, enjoying the feeling of his arms wrapping around you. “I love you,” you mumbled against him. “I love you too.” 

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Hi! I have a request about Kai Anderson, if that's okay. Like, female reader is the only one he trusts enough to show vulnerability in the cult, and when Kai does something he secretly regrets about, he comes to reader and asks her to punish him so he can feel relieved from guilt that is getting in the way of the world dominance he's working for. The punishments in the cult consist of being tied up and receiving a really hard whipping, so that's what she gives him, but Kai is surprisingly very submissive during it because deep down he thinks he maybe crossed the line this time. Thank you!

A/N: Sure thing. I hope you enjoy it. 

Word Count: 1,808

Pairing: Kai Anderson x fem!Reader

Warning: Whipping, angst, a bit of fluff, aftercare, lots of tension

Summary: Kai has crossed the line as far as being the leader of the cult and he surprisingly requests you to punish him. You teach him a lesson very well.

You didn’t know what happened or where your morals migrated over the last 5 years. If you had seen yourself back then, you would’ve done all you could to stop it, to be a better person, to be a normal person. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen and here you were dating the leader of a murderous cult who had a very flawed belief system. Somehow you fell into those same beliefs and murder, destruction, violence, and controversy were all that you knew now. It became so natural to you like breathing. That is why when Kai did what he did today, you didn’t even hesitate to put him in his place. 

Nobody was home, just you and Kai. He stood in his room, walking in circles as he tried to figure out what he wanted to do next as far as world denomination. He was thinking about so much at once and he just recently did some things he would’ve never done if his mind was right. He sighed, simply standing still as he thought about you, the cult, himself. He didn’t know a better thing he could’ve done and before he could try to save himself from what he was getting into, he knocked on your bedroom door. “Y/N,” he called nervously, his hands already feeling clammy as he heard your footsteps behind the door. 

“Yes, sweetie,” you said, opening the door, your smooth voice already soothing him. “I did something that I’d never ever do. It was unnatural, disgusting, repulsive. I need you to punish me for it.” You were surprised by this. You knew that Kai trusted and loved you more than anything in the world and that he’d allow you to practically do anything you wanted to him. You smirked, liking the overly submissive demeanor he had. You didn’t know what he did but you secretly hoped that he’d do it again. 

“What did you do, baby? Hmm?” He sighed before speaking. “The last cult meeting we had was stressful.” “Okay.” He looked at you. “And I was getting tired of Meadow. She kept trying to get at me so I killed her, wrapped my hands around her neck, choked her dead. I didn’t mean to but it happened.” You honestly didn’t see a problem with that. Meadow was always a bitch to you for dating Kai and she had reckless behavior. Anyone that bothered to even breathe near Kai made her upset and plead for permission to off them. “You can’t tell me that’s the problem, Kai.” He shook his head. 

“No, it’s not at all. The problem is that more things happened that caused me not to be at my best and I ended up consuming alcohol and pills at the same time which is why I woke up acting weird and I haven’t been able to think clearly enough to form a good enough plan for the cult and what we should do next. I was so caught up in myself and what was happening to me that I didn’t think about how it could affect the others. I was being a selfish little bitch just like Meadow and I don’t deserve to be a leader. You kissed his cheek, looking him in his deep brown eyes. “No, Kai. You’re a good leader. You have all the personality traits of one but you do get caught up in your ego and pride to where it sometimes consumes you which is probably why you did what you did.” 

He looked like a scolded child and your heart melted at the sight of it. “Now, you do need to be punished for what you did. You’ve never done this bad. Strip down for me and lay on your stomach. You already know what to do, Kai.” He did as you asked immediately, already understanding the routinre of what to do. You both lived and breathed the rules of the cult and one of them required the severe punishment of being stripped down, hog-tied, and whipped as a reminder for you never to do what you did again. You knew that Kai would get taught that lesson and you were surprised that he actually came to you for it. Sure he trusted you but Kai had so much pride that you wouldn’t think he’d even admit to doing something wrong. 

This one made sense. The cult was everything to him and he felt that he betrayed it which he did. You smiled as you picked some rope, looking down on his perfect, unblemished body. “On your knees, Kai, hands behind your back.” He immediately did what you asked and you started to tie the rope around his body, proud that joining the girl scouts and those children summer camps paid off. You pulled at the rope, making sure it was loose enough not to hurt him but tight enough to keep him from breaking out. You pushed him down onto his stomach and pulled out a drawer, searching for the perfect whip. 

When you found the one you wanted to use, you leaned down and whispered in Kai’s ear. “We’re gonna begin now and I’m gonna give you 20 lashes. If you try to break out or squirm away, another one will be added. You’ll answer all the questions that I ask you unless you want another lash and you won’t disobey me, is that clear?” “Yes,” he responded. “Uh uh, you call me ma’am during this.” “Yes, ma’am.” You smirked, pecking his cheek. “Good.” You started by spanking the back of his thighs, hearing his breath hitch or a weak groan from him and nothing more. He was restraining himself from crying out and you weren’t going to have that. “I want to hear you, Kai. Cry out for me.” You hit him harder, this time on a higher part of his leg and you indeed heard a loud cry from him.

“Why am I punishing you, Kai? Tell me.” You struck him again. “Because I did something bad.” You hit him harder. “No, give me a real answer.” “I betrayed the cult.” You’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy how vulnerable he was being for you. It felt like a power surge was going through you. “What else?” He didn’t respond, causing the crack of the whip to hit his backside. “Answer me.” “I was being selfish and prideful. I didn’t think about the others.” “Fuck,” he cried out as you hit him again. You were only halfway done with punishing him and had many more to go. “Count the rest of your lashes and thank me for it, Kai. I want you to be grateful.” 

“One, thank you, miss.” You went on with his punishment, the back of his legs and his backside full of red and purple marks and welts. “Five”, he took a breath then thanked you. You started to massage his marks as you went on, feeling slight empathy and pity for him. You carried on, enjoying the way his breath slightly whimpered and hitched whenever you hit him and how sweet his ‘thank yous’ sounded. You cherished watching the different shades of pink, red, and purple spread throughout his backside.

By now, he only had two more and you simply kissed his shoulder and gave him time to brace himself before delivering two of the most painful strikes you could ever know to man. You threw the whip onto the ground, Kai’s voice cracked and broke as he said ‘thank you.’ You walked in front of him, tilting his chin up to see his watery eyes and tear-stained cheeks. His face was flushed and there was a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

“I didn’t hurt you too bad, did I?” He shook his head reassuringly. “No, I can take it. I’ve had worse done to me before. No one in the cult has given such a punishment like you. Are you used to doing this, Y/N?” His voice was still hoarse and obviously ruined but he still managed to produce that menacing tone of amusement and curiosity as he had done countless times before.

You smiled then laughed at him, going behind him to untie the rope around his body. He got on his knees again, making the process easier for you. “You’re such a funny one, baby.” “Answer the question. You’ve never been so brutal before.” You focused yourself on untying the many knots you saw as you thought of how to respond to him. “Possibly, but before you, way before you. Everyone thought I was this cute innocent girl and nobody knew about anything that I did. But, there’s more than meets the eye, right?” He shook his head in disbelief, getting up and wincing in pain the very second that he did.

“I didn’t tell you to get up, yet. Lie back down.” He did as you instructed. “You could never be innocent. I could bet you were already guilty in your mom’s womb.” You nodded, going to grab some lotion and cream to soothe his bruised skin. “Too bad you can’t prove it, Kai.” A long silence fell in the air as you massaged his skin.

“You won’t do what you did again, will you? I mean, if you’re weak as our leader, who’s the cult gonna depend on? Everyone has too many issues to keep under wraps and even you, the best of all of us, failed to your own mind. I love you more than anything in the world, Kai but I need to know that you won’t do this again for all of us, you, me, the cult.” You put the lotion and cream back up from where you got it and you already saw your boyfriend picking up his clothes and putting them back on. 

“You have nothing to worry about, okay? I have this under control and I will never lose myself in such a way ever again. You shouldn’t even have to ask about it. You know me better than anyone and you know I care just as much as you do. You can depend on me and we will accomplish great things together just as I have planned. None of that has changed. I need to know that you believe me and you’ll keep this a secret. No one needs to know that this happened.”

You nodded quietly. “I understand and I believe you. I won’t tell anyone about this or mention it again.” He suddenly smiled at you, his demeanor changing completely. He kissed you on your forehead then hugged you close to him. “I know I can always trust you. You’re better than anyone else. I think I’ll just kill them all.” You were shocked but you still remained in his arms, wondering what he would have in store next.

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Hi, I read the fic where you wrote about Austin Sommers with the prostitute and I really enjoyed reading it. I was wondering if you could write a fic with the same storyline and it's about how Austin first met the prostitute reader. After they first met or whatever Austin decides to go to his place with the reader or whatever

A/N: Sure, I could do that. I'm sorry if this is too short or too shallow. I promise you that I did my best. Also, this is written in Austin's perspective. Do what you will with that information. The story mentioned is this: https://at.tumblr.com/chiptaylorsfirst/kinkmas-day-2/dq7uedefark9

Word Count: 1,030

Pairing: Austin Sommers x prostitute!Reader

Warning: Implied smut, prostitution, angst, slight fluff,

Summary: Austin really likes you the moment that he meets you and when you accidentally confess your love to him, his brain is filled with questions and he yearns to tell you how he feels the same.

I had never been into strippers or prostitutes before and it somehow reminded me of when I did drag shows. The people were so rude to one another instead of building each other up and it was all similar for one reason and one reason alone; people need money and they were going to get it however they could. I thought that the only motivation I’d ever get to use my talents and skills would come from being at Cape Cod and taking those sweet little black pills every once in a while. Then, I met Y/N and meeting her made me realize that there was more beyond what I imagined in this life on Earth, that I possibly have a purpose and I’m not just here. She changed everything. 

It had been a long day and I’d just finished singing with Belle Noir at The Muse. I went out searching for someone to feed on but I ended up finding a pretty stranded girl instead. She was outside, shivering cold and half-dressed. You could tell she’d been crying and her nose was runny. I felt compassion for her which is something I hadn’t had for anyone in a very long time. She was like me when I first got here and I needed her to feel safe. “Hey, my name’s Austin Sommers. I was wondering if you knew where the gamer guy lived at around here.” She cried, shaking her head ‘no’. “I c-can’t help you. I’m sorry. I’m usually not like this. I can’t seem to help anyone.”

You could tell by looking at her that she was thoroughly broken and ruined. I wanted to help her and take her away from all the suffering. I wanted to kill whoever made this girl so upset and for some reason, I wanted her. There shouldn’t have been any reason that a beautiful girl should be stranded and left alone like this, crying and apologizing. Even if there was a reason, it was a stupid and pathetic one. I decided that I’d have to feed later and took her with me to my house.

“What happened, if you don’t mind me asking.” She sniffled before speaking. “My fucking landlord evicted me, kicked me out, and called me a ‘whore’. He said he didn’t like what I do for work and that I’m a little bitch who ruins people’s lives. I knew I couldn’t go to my parent’s house. They don’t approve of what I do either. They slammed the door on me when they found out and called me a disgrace. So I couldn’t find anywhere to stay at and burned all my belongings after what happened.” 

“Damn, that’s fucked up. Want me to let you stay at my house for a while? I’ll give you as much time as you need. I think you’ll like it.” Her eyes lit up at my words and she smiled. “Are you sure? I don’t want to be a burden on you or anything.” I smiled as I looked at her. “I promise I can take it. I think I’ll enjoy your company. Besides, I’ve gone through worse. What’s your name.” “My name’s Y/N.” The name sounded like pure gold on her lips. “Y/N is a beautiful name. What is it that you do that has people so upset?” She was quiet for a second. “I’m a prostitute. I, of course, didn’t think I’d ever be into that sort of form of work but money got thin and it just kind of happened. I knew none of the clients I had would let me stay in their home so that was another dead end. Most of them have wives and children, better things to tend to than me. It’s multiple businessmen and a few douches. But, they pay me my money so I can’t complain.”

I didn’t say anything as I parked in my driveway. I couldn’t believe that someone who was as pure-hearted as her was in such a terrible situation. I wanted to protect her and I did. For continuous days and months, I kept her in my house, warm, happy, and content. I knew I loved her then but I couldn’t tell her and whenever she finally got a house and left, I felt lonely and a pit of guilt swallowed me whole. I knew she was probably out getting money the way that she did and I didn’t like the thought of it. I no longer wanted her but I needed her.

Whenever we were together, it was love and I knew that. No matter how much she acted like it wasn’t, no matter how often we hooked up and she left, Y/N loved me. She was happy around me and it was never a forced act. I was the only one who made her happy, made her enjoy life, and see the color in it. So, one morning after a long night of multiple rounds, she wrapped her arms around me and said my name. I turned to face her, her eyes closed and a content smile on her face. “I love you, Austin,” she said, unconscious. I just looked at her for a moment, contemplating what to do. 

I knew what I heard was right and that I wasn’t hearing things. I just needed to tell her I loved her too. She didn’t know that she confessed her feelings for me and I didn’t tell her. I just waited until she was awake and paid her her money, thinking of what to say, wishing I could say something to her.

“Bye, Austin. I’ll see you later.” My heart pinged and yearned for her as I watched her leave and I knew I had to tell her one day. She needed to know that I loved her, that I wanted her, that she changed my life. She needed to know that there was at least one person in this whole world that cared for her. I just had to wait and one day she would be mine. I just had to figure out what to say and how I was going to say it.

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Kinkmas: Day 12

Day 12 - Threesome

Word Count: 2,320

Pairing: sub!Tate Langdon x dom!Kai Anderson x fem!switch!Reader

Warning: Smut, handjob, threesome, masturbation, hickies, anal sex

Summary: Kai’s planning a date for you and comes across the famous Murder House expecting it all to be a total sham. However, one of the many ghosts of the house catches the attention of both of you and you decide that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a little fun.

It had been a pretty normal day at the Anderson home. Kai was spending his time looking at scary videos and Winter was out of the house with friends. You knew Kai was trying to figure out what the perfect date would be to take you out on, although he acted like he wasn’t. You went to his room, gently knocking on his bedroom door. “Kai.” “Yeah, come in Y/N.” You walked in his room, sitting on the edge of his bed. “You know where we’re going for that date you’ve been planning, hmm Kai?” He sighed, slightly upset that you knew about what he was up to. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not planning a date.” The way that he said it so defensively was anything but convincing.

You rolled your eyes at how childish he could be before you spoke again. “Go ahead and tell me. I already know about it anyway.” He closed his computer, putting his full attention on you. “You ever heard of Murder House?” Your eyes widened as you thought about it. You thought the place had been make-believe, just a good camp story that everyone liked to tell at night and scare little children with. Murder House was a house in California where every person who ever moved into the house ended up dying.

It was said that if you go there, their ghosts can kill you and torment you. “You mean ghostly Murder House where everyone has basically died if they step foot in it?” He nodded enthusiastically. “Mmm hmm. That’s the one. I wanna go there for our date. You know I’ll protect you if you’re scared. It’s just a little children’s story anyway. You know ghosts aren’t real.” You didn’t know why you agreed to this but you did. The next day, you were standing in front of the infamous mansion, hoping and praying that what Kai said was true. You were touring the house with him, walking around hand in hand. “This architecture is cool. The house does look kind of ghostly I guess. What do you think?” 

Your heart was beating irregularly as if it was about to jump out of your chest. You took a breath before responding. “I think we shouldn’t have come here. You’re so fucking weird, Kai. You couldn’t just take me to a restaurant or a park or something,” you said, feeling more and more anxious each second. “Awe, are you scared? You know you love me and my weirdness or you wouldn’t be with me.” You both were going up the stairs and went into a room. “I swear, Kai if we get killed--” “What the hell are you doing in my room,” a guy asked, wearing a green and black sweater along with some jeans. His hair was dirty blond and slightly messy and he didn’t look too happy.

“We didn’t know that anyone was here and the whole house seemed empty. I’m sorry about that. We were just looking,” you said timidly. “You know I’m a ghost, right?” You tried your best to understand and comprehend what he said. You were told that ghosts were this clear and transparent image of a human and the guy before you was a solid one. He looked human and sounded human. His voice was clear, not distorted and he looked like he could interact with objects and pick things up if he wanted. You stayed silent, looking at Kai for some type of help. “He’s fucking with us, Y/N. I told you that ghosts aren’t real.” 

“My name’s Tate Langdon. Like I said before, I’m a ghost. Some cops shot and killed me right here in this room and I’ve never really been able to leave this house ever since.” You had heard of his name before and you tried to remember who he was. “You shot up a school, right and you were killed in 1994?” He nodded, exaggerating his enthusiasm. “At least your girlfriend is smart. She understands, Kai.” Kai gave Tate a look of warning as if he were going to kill him. “Don’t make him too upset, okay. He runs a cult.” 

“Oh, cool,” Tate said carelessly. “I’ve never been killed by a hot cult leader. You know, cult leaders are normally middle-aged, white, ugly men. I’m surprised. You gonna fuck me, mister and miss?” You laughed in disbelief before turning to look at Kai. “What do you think, babe? I know you’re not one for people this desperate but he is cute, hmm?” He looked over Tate, his eyes practically fucking him as he checked the ghost out. “He is cute,” he said, his voice hushed and calm. “He is a ghost though, probably hasn’t been laid in a while. Am I right,” Kai questioned Tate. “Your boyfriend finally got something right for once,” he said, confirming that Kai was right.

You walked to Tate, pinning him against his own bedroom wall, a smirk on your face. “You don’t talk to him that way, okay? If you know what’s good for you and you want some relief, you’ll fix your behavior, fucking brat,” you whispered, saying the last part louder to put emphasis on it. “Yes, ma’am,” Tate responded, his breath slightly hitching from how close you were to him. You grabbed him by his chin, pressing your lips against his, easily dominating the kiss. Your tongues danced with one another as you moaned in his mouth. You suddenly pushed his chest then moved away from him, breaking the kiss. “Fuck,” he said, breathless from the kiss. 

“Strip down for us and lay on the bed. Don’t touch yourself or anything like that because Kai will get you for it. Anything we tell you, you do. You don’t wanna break my rules and definitely not my boyfriend’s, understand?” He nodded, his face pink and obviously flustered as he started to throw his clothes off before laying on the bed as you requested. Kai walked to you, placing a brief kiss to your lips before he started to take your clothes off, smiling as he watched how more and more of your skin was revealed.

“You know, Y/N, you really turn me on when you’re assertive.” Chills went down your spine as he whispered the sentence into your ear. When you were fully stripped down, Kai spoke to you. “Get over there and show our friend a good little time like the pretty slut you are.” You started to walk away but he grabbed your arm, his grip tight on it, almost bruising you. “What do you say, sweet girl?” “Yes, Kai.” Kai settled for it, although he of course wanted you to call him divine ruler. As far as you could see, that was for the others. You weren’t the others. You helped lead the cult as much as he did. You two were a team, partners in crime, Bonnie and Clyde. Anyone could tell it, even the ghost who’d been stuck in a mansion for more than 30 years.

You walked over to Tate sensually, your eyes looking at his form. You crawled into the bed, getting on top of him, a glimmer in your eyes. “I’ve never fucked a ghost before, Tate. You any good?” He tensed underneath you, trying to control his breathing so it wouldn’t sound so heavy. “Mmm hmm, every girl I’ve been with came.” You wrapped your hand around his length, feeling how large he felt in your hand. You started to stroke him slowly, watching as your boyfriend started to jack off as he watched. Your hand stayed on task but your mind was elsewhere, wondering how good Kai and Tate would feel inside of you, about how full you’d feel.

You felt yourself becoming wetter from the thought as you continued to stroke Tate’s length. He tried his best not to cum too soon. He hadn’t been sexually active in a few years and the way his body reacted did more than prove that. His cock started to twitch in your hand as soft and deep groans and moans escaped from his mouth. As you started to use your other hand to play with his balls, you heard his voice stutter, all words on his tongue were lost and he shuddered before coming on his stomach and your hand. “You made a mess, Tate,” you remarked menacingly. 

“I guess I’d better clean it for you then, hmm.” Without thinking about it, you brought your hand to your mouth, licking it clean. You then scooped up the cum that covered his stomach and licked it off too, loving his taste, your eyes looking into his as he did it. “Kai,” you said, turning your attention over to your boyfriend, his hand still wrapped around himself. “Come join us, please? I’d hate to start the real fun without you.” He smiled, looking up happily before getting in bed with the two of you. You watched as he got beside you, kissing Tate passionately. His hand pulled on Tate’s hair gently and you kissed Tate’s neck, finding his sweet spot as Kai continued kissing him.

You marked him up, leaving pretty purple and red marks in your wake. Kai pulled away, breaking the kiss and you smiled down at Tate. “Ready, Tate?” He nodded, eager for anything you had to give him. “Yes, please,” he replied. You started to line him up with your entrance, lowering yourself onto him. He let out a gasp at your tightness and you saw Kai get up. “You got any lube?” Tate nodded. “Top drawer on the left,” Tate said to Kai. Kai got it out of the drawer, getting behind you before putting the lube on his fingers. He pressed one inside of you, then another, watching as your pretty hole stretched enough for him. 

He then put the lube on his cock and spread some more on your hole. He kissed your shoulder before pushing you lower and pushing inside of you. You let out a moan at the feeling of both of your holes being filled. You started to bounce, feeling Kai start at a suitable pace. “You’re such a fucking slut, taking us both,” Kai said. “Mmm, so are you. We all are,” you breathed out, trying your best to focus on pleasing the man underneath you. You listened to the noises he made and looked down at him. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” he said. You smiled at him. “I know, mm, fuck.” Kai started to kiss your sweet spot, making you crumble for him. 

Everything felt so good. Kai and Tate were both filling you up so well in all the best places and you could barely even take it. Tate swore to himself that this was the best thing he ever felt, your warm tightness around him, sucking him in more and more and the sounds you and Kai made convinced him he was now complete. Kai was loving the way that you continued to clench around him more and more and the pathetic noises that escaped from you. Your eyes rolled and your toes continued to curl as you felt the two of them hit the deepest places inside of you. The pace picked up to a quicker one and your legs started to tremble.

You were very close, the feeling of your g spot and a spot repeatedly being hit consuming you. You couldn’t take anymore as you felt yourself being marked up by Kai and as you heard Tate whisper the filthiest things into your ear. Your body slightly spasmed as a loud moan was torn from you and you came hard around the two men. Tate followed after you, moaning your name as he filled you up. You both felt overstimulated, holding one another and kissing. Kai spoke a string of curses and finally met his release, his seed filling you up just as Tate’s did. 

He then pulled out from you, a smirk on his face as he looked at you and Tate. You weakly got off of Tate, breaking the sweet kiss the two of you shared and felt your legs give out. “Shit,” Tate said, panting as he looked at the amount of cum that spilled out of you. “She’s covered in cum,” Tate commented. “And she’s gaping,” Kai added. “I’ll get a cloth,” Tate said, getting up. “We have to come here again for him, Kai. He’s so lonely here and the sex is amazing,” you said to Kai. Kai laughed at you. “Are you trying to replace me?” You shook your head frantically. “No, Kai. I’m just saying that a threesome with him would be pretty awesome to have regularly, especially on stressful days of dealing with the cult.” 

“Okay, we’ll start visiting here once every month but I still fuck you better and I can make you cum harder, right?” You wanted to roll your eyes and you actually did it, making a fire appear in Kai’s eyes. Tate walked in, pulling you to the edge of the bed by your ankles before cleaning the cum from your pussy, legs, thighs, then finally your rear end. “Babe, you don’t roll your eyes at me, do you,” Kai whispered in your ear, an obvious warning for you to stop your bratty behavior. You ignored him, getting up and putting on your clothes. 

You gave Tate a kiss on his cheek. “We’ll see you again next month, Tate. This is gonna be a regular thing, okay?” He smiled at that, happy to hear the news. “I look forward to it.” When you got home, Kai stayed true to his word, giving you the best sex, orgasm, and lesson you were ever given. But the best thing about it all was that you got to see Tate the very next month, just as he said you two would.

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Kinkmas: Day 11

Day 11 - Creampie

Word Count: 1,596

Pairing: dom!Edward Phillipe Mott x sub!male!Reader

Warning: Smut, hickies, handjob

Summary: You and Edward are having a normal day with all the time you can have and he’s in a certain mood, but you are too.

Being Edward’s lover had its pros and cons and one of those pros was living in luxury and Edward spoiling you all the time. Today was no different, your eyes widening as he gifted you the prettiest jewelry that you’d ever seen before. “For you, my love,” he said, looking over you as you put the earrings on. You’d been given strange looks for wearing such feminine things and being a man but you hadn’t cared. The servants despised you as did Edward’s ex-wife and they seemed to hate you the more you breathed by the second. “What are you looking at,” Edward said, his tone tense as he looked at one of the maids. 

“Nothing, sir,” she responded, immediately leaving the two of you. “I hate how judgmental people can be. Maybe I should just move away with you and only you and we can be together until life separates us both.” You thought on Edward’s words. “But what’ll happen if you want to see someone else? You know it’d be lonely.” He smiled. “The arts will fix that,” he said, his hand motioning to the different paintings he had on the walls. “Baby, what about my family?” He thought for a moment. “We will visit them from time to time but you’ll stay with me because I love you and I need you. I don’t want nor need another soul to be bonded with mine. You’re mine and that’s all I need.”

You smiled at him, walking to him and kissing him. The kiss was filled with sweet and pure love, expressing your affection to him. “I love you so much, Edward. So if that’s what you want, I’m fine with it.” You saw something in his eye like a candle just had magically been lit. He picked you up, a large smile on his face as he carried you. “Woah, sweetie. Where are we going?” “To show each other the extent of our love.” You playfully hit him on his back as he approached your shared bedroom. “Put me down, mister.” He only ignored you, closing and locking the bedroom door.

“You’re being impolite,” he scolded. “Please, put me down.” He smiled, walking towards the bed and gently placing you on it. “Better,” he stated. You watched as he went away to the bathroom which had been attached to your bedroom. He looked in the mirror, washing off the makeup that covered his face. He then undressed himself, removing the wig that’d been placed on his head and put it to the side. You eagerly did the same, removing different layers of clothing off of your body until you were bare.

He crawled in bed with you, starting to feverishly kiss you. You kissed him back, moaning in his mouth as his tongue was added to the kiss. Your arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer as you made out with one another. After the kiss broke, the two of you were painfully hard and your faces were flushed. Edward started to kiss your body everywhere. Wet kisses and hickies were all that he covered your body in, seeing it as decoration to your beautiful skin. 

You squirmed slightly, your moans soft at the feeling of his lips on your hot skin. You felt as if you were on fire, your mind becoming foggy and your senses weakening. All that mattered now was Edward, his body, the way he felt against you, the way his lips kissed you, how his touches fully ignited a fire within you. As he went further down your body, you felt his hand wrap around your cock, stroking it slowly as he continued marking you up. “You look so beautiful, squirming around and moaning when I’ve barely even touched you,” Edward said.

You felt yourself become more aroused from his statement considering that he barely ever talked to you in such a way, normally being caught up in thoughts of his own that had nothing to do with the activity at hand. But here he was, fully focused on what was right in front of him, pleasing you like none other. He rubbed your chest, his finger lightly pinching one of your nipples and heard a sweet groan being emitted from you. 

“Edward,” you gasped out. “Yes?” “Mmm, I need to f-feel you.” He kept on, wanting the foreplay to last. “Can you go on just a little longer?” You nodded, words too hard for you to form as his hand went faster. “I’m probably g-gonna cum.” The way his hand stroked your length so skilfully made you get closer and closer to that sweet release you wished so desperately to have. You felt his finger lightly brush against the tip as he continued, collecting pre cum off of it. He switched hands, licking your pre cum of the other and looking into your eyes. You felt yourself twitch at the sight, becoming needier.

With a few more strokes, you were cumming on his hand and your stomach, pretty noises of his name erupting from you. He briefly kissed you, spreading you out before lewdly spitting on your tight hole. He then coated his fingers in saliva, using it as lube. He successfully spread you out enough for him, finally covering his cock with his own spit, refusing to have sex with you dry. He started to slip inside of you, groans coming from him as he tried to adjust to the tightness of your hole. The slight burning sting that came with having him inside you faded into nothing but a fulness. “Are you ready, darling?” “Yes,” you replied, eager to have him fuck you. 

He grabbed your legs, putting them around his waist before he started. The pace was slow and sensual, his strokes deep and skilfull, hitting all the right places that made you moan for him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, his eyes looking into yours. Your mouth was wide open, moans and groans coming from it, your eyes were mostly rolling, and your toes were curling. Your nails scratched Edward’s shoulders and you were sure to leave some sort of mark on him by the end of the day. He didn’t care. You could tell he didn’t care. All that he cared about in this moment was showing his love to you, your bodies being connected, and making you feel all the pleasure he could give you. 

You felt him deep inside your tummy, hitting your prostate with ease. The more you moaned his name, the more confident he became. He moved your legs from his waist onto his shoulders, providing a far better angle that drove you crazy. You could feel every single inch and vein of him now and there was no denying that he was balls deep inside of you. The familiar sound of skin slapping skin echoed around your room and your sweet noises of pleasure only got louder. You were sure the servants would not be pleased once you were finished, considering they already hated you and they’d have to wash and change the sheets afterward. 

You didn’t care. You were consumed by Edward’s love and how well he was making love to you. Every word that came out of his mouth were praises and compliments to you and you loved it. He lowered his head, placing your hands above your head before kissing you. The kiss was fueled with a fire that no one could put out. Your fingers interlocked with another as you kissed, your body started to tremble and your hole clenching. “Mmm, E-Edward, baby,” you moaned. “Y-Yes.” Your body started to convulse and you couldn’t speak an entire sentence, only saying one word. “C-Close, mm, agh.” He understood you and he picked up his pace a little faster.

Your cock twitched and your semen soon coated your belly, your thighs, and the sheets. Edward shamelessly scooped up your cum, licking it off and groaning in delight. He kissed your sweet spot and you took that as your chance to do your same, sucking a mark on his neck then whispering in his ear. “Baby, please mm, cum inside me. Fill me up.” He was getting close and his strokes were getting sloppy. Your sentence was all he needed to hear and the way you kissed his neck sent him over the edge. The prettiest noise you ever heard came out of him and his cum spurted inside of you, filling you up to the brim as you requested. 

He continued on only for a little while then pulled out of you. You felt his cum spill out of you and he watched as it did. You kissed him on the cheek and smiled, already feeling tired. “I have to get you in a bath,” he said, his voice assertive. “I’m tired,” you remarked. He shook his head. “I’m not going to let you lay in our bodily liquids and not get clean although it does look quite pretty on you. He ended up taking you to the bathroom, a bath already drawn for you. You looked in the mirror at yourself and gasped. All you saw were pink and purple marks decorating your skin along with cum on your stomach and thighs. It made your head spin and there was only one thought that came to your mind. “Edward, will you ever paint me like this?” He took your hand and watched as you got into the bath. “Yes, I most definitely will. It’ll be the best art I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”