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DOMINIC FIKE as ELLIOT EUPHORIA — 2.02 “Out of Touch”

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bae i NEEEDDDD more of ur elliot bots on janitorai 😣😣🙏🏻 we’re in a DROUGHT

Scenarios SCENARIOS, I NEED THEM

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mmm rafe slapping your face while you suck him off ↓↓

cw: smut, 18+, face slapping, blowjob, cumplay, snowballing

your jaw ached. throat raw. knees burning against the hardwood floor. but you didn’t dare stop—not even if you really wanted to--not when rafe was gripping your hair like a leash, fucking into your mouth with zero patience. his cock was slick with spit, your cheeks flushed and sticky, eyes glassy from tears and pleasure and pure, dizzy submission.

“that really all you got, baby?” he rasped, his voice thick with a growl. “you were talkin’ all that shit earlier… now look at you.” he pulled back slightly, just enough to slap his cock against your tongue with a wet smack. you flinched from the sting, more humiliated than hurt—but the sting did something to you. it made you clench around nothing, lean in again, desperate for more.

“fucking look at me when you’re choking on it,” he said darkly, curling his fingers tighter in your hair and forcing your head back. you blinked up at him, watery eyes wide, lips parted as he slid back in slow. his hand left your hair, but not for long. it came back in a sharp crack across your cheek—louder this time. your head whipped slightly to the side, mouth still full of him, and he groaned. “fuck,” he let out a breathy chuckle. “you take it so good, pretty girl. bet that pussy’s dripping. i know you're soaking through your panties while i slap you.”

you moaned around him, fingers curling against his thighs, nails digging in to keep yourself grounded. he gave you a smaller slap this time, not as harsh—more like a teasing little tap. then another. and another. left, right, left again. your cheeks burned, swollen and warm, and you looked like something out of a porn film—wild, ruined, and still begging.

“oh, you like that,” he said, voice coated in smugness. “stupid slut likes getting slapped while she sucks dick.” he held your face still after the last slap, palm pressing against your burning cheek, thumb smearing around your disheveled mascara. you were a mess—and you didn’t care. he started fucking your mouth again. rougher with no warning. his hips snapped forward like he was using you—because he was. wet sounds filled the room, the slick, obscene slide of him down your throat over and over. you gagged, choked, tried to breathe through your nose, but you didn’t stop. not even when your eyes rolled back.

“shit—‘m gonna cum,” he gasped. “you better fuckin’ take it. every drop, y��hear me?” you whimpered around him, but nodded—barely. then he slammed into the back of your throat, buried to the hilt, cock twitching as he came deep. hot and heavy, his cum spilled down your throat, thick and filthy. your lips stayed sealed, mouth full of him, eyes fluttering from the force of it.

he didn’t pull out right away. he kept you there, face pressed to his pelvis, hand holding you in place until you could barely breathe. then finally, finally, he yanked you off, a wet pop echoing in the air. “don’t you fuckin’ swallow,” he panted, chest heaving. “c'mere, baby.”

you were trembling as you rose to your knees, face ruined, lips parted with your cheeks still full of his cum. he grabbed your chin, dragged you into his lap, and kissed you. hard, wet, obscene. your lips clashed in a frenzy of tongue and breath and filth—his cum swapping between mouths as he moaned into the kiss like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.

then—slap! another hit to your face. this one was much rougher, so much more meaner. your head turned, gasping into his shoulder, and he laughed. a cruel, dark chuckle.

“mm, still didn’t swallow,” he teased against your jaw. “that's my good girl.”

you whimpered as he licked a stripe up your neck, his thumb tracing the red mark across your cheek with sick pride. “you love it when i treat you like this, don’t you?” he whispered.

your thighs rubbed together, desperate for friction, body shaking in his lap. you could barely nod, your throat ruined, your voice gone.

rafe leaned into your ear, his next words a low, growled promise, “that mouth did a good job. let's see if your pussy can do the same, yeah?"

a/n:: i had to write this out i been thinking about it all night </3

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it’s a forever thing

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An unhealthy habit but he looks so good doing it😔

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reblog if people r allowed to send u asks as if theyre ur friend. wanna tell me how ur day went? do it!!! ask me for advice? sure! ask a personal question? go right on ahead!

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girls will look at a man and say “he’s just misunderstood” as he murders people

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just kill me

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can u write rafe with obsessed reader who will really just agree with anything he says? and when he’s like… being a jerk and degrading during sex, she just nods along with it because she always goes along with whatever he says? and he really just uses it against her

rafe’s got you right where he wants you, pressed against the mattress, legs spread wide, taking everything he gives you without question. your lips are swollen, your body pliant, and your eyes? glazed over, so fucking desperate for him. just the way he likes it.

“such a dumb little thing, huh?” he taunts, dragging his cock out just to push it back in, slow and deep. you shudder, nodding eagerly, hands gripping at his arms.

“y-yeah,” you breathe out, like you’re agreeing. like it’s just a fact.

rafe lets out a dark chuckle, shaking his head. “fuck, baby. you don’t even think for yourself, do you?” he grabs your jaw, tilting your chin up so you’re forced to look at him. “just let me tell you what to do, what to think. isn’t that right?”

you nod again, blinking up at him, completely fucked-out. “uh huh,” you mumble.

his grip tightens, and he leans down, lips brushing against yours as he mutters, “kinda pathetic, don’t you think?”

your breath hitches, but you don’t hesitate. “yeah,” you whisper.

he groans, his hips snapping forward in a sharp thrust, making you cry out. “fuck, you’re perfect,” he mutters. “so fucking perfect for me.”

and you just nod, letting him use you exactly how he wants. because that’s what you’re here for. that’s what he wants.

@ rafesbows

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God I need that so bad 💔

a happy trail indeed

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meow meow meow meow

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what i need S1 rafe to do to me

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Never change Hayden 😭😭😭

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new drew starkey content. so here for it. THE BICEPSSS

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hey girly I just saw some of your Sam Monroe bots on JanAi and OMG I NEED MORE PLEASE 🙏🙏 They're so good I'm obsessed 😭

I need scenarios girl 💔 I'm open to writing pretty much anything

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The urge to overthink every interaction I have with an older man and convince myself he wants me 😭💔

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CAN WE NORMALIZE PROOFREADING. THANK YOU.