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idkwhatever580 · 11 months ago

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Holy Shit!

Pairings: G!P Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Prompt: During the ceremony for Y/n and Natasha’s wedding, all of Y/n’s and Natahsa's bridesmaids/men slip Polaroids of Y/n's boudoir shoots throughout the night which leads to a hard time for Natasha.

Warnings: slight mentions of family trauma I guess (not having a dad), SMUT, P in V (Natasha has a penis), rough sex, boudoir pictures, unusually dominant reader (it mentions that nat is usually top), toys, teasing, swearing, praise, orgasm denial, degradation, wife kink sort of?, mommy kink, let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: I hope y'all like this one! I've been thinking about how to approach it for a while now and I think I'm ready. Also, this is going to be my first time using my laptop to write so if it is a little weird, I apologize, I'm still figuring out everything from the switch. I'm sorry for the random pov switch. I was all mixed up, but I'm too lazy to fix it. :)

Sidenote: -Y/f/i = your first initial -Y/n/n = your nickname -Detka= baby - Dorogoy= darling

Natasha and I just had the most amazing night of our lives, we got married! but the fun is not over yet.

I have devised a plan that has been in the works for a few months. Honestly, I knew I wanted to do this for Nat even before we proposed to each other. Although I only started truly planning it out after we got engaged.

I went to a boudoir photoshoot. Naturally I needed someone to take pictures. I didn't want Nat to be mad that someone else saw my body, so I asked Wanda, my best friend who has seen my literal everything (one time she literally had to pull my tampon out because I broke both my arms and Nat wasn't home to help), and she helped me get the best pictures ever. Then, I moved onto the second phase of my plan, recruiting.

Natasha and I already had our list of bridesmaids/men in place, so I made sure to use all of them. Natasha had four and I had five.

Natasha's bridesmaids/men are Clint as her Man of Honor, and Yelena, Tony, and Steve.

My bridesmaids/men are Wanda as my Maid of Honor, Kate, Bucky, Carol, and Thor (even though he doesn't quite understand "earthling" weddings yet.)

They all thankfully agreed, even Yelena which was surprising, and I picked out the best photos and put them in order. So, my plan was set and now all I need to do is trust our friends to get the pictures to her. Which I don't even have to worry about that, Wanda has the list and all of the pictures, so she is going to hand them to the set brides' person at the set time and they will deliver it secretly to Nat.

She's gonna be so hard by the end of the night, which is technically my plan. Of course, we've had sex before, and we already plan on fucking later, but she definitely is going to fuck hard tonight.

We are getting to our venue for the celebration after the wedding now and Nat and I have been together the whole car ride, which wasn't that long, but we went for a ride together in the limo so that everyone could get there before our grand entrance.

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You step out of the limo carefully and walk hand in hand to the building. Even though you have already seen the inside and all the decorations, you are still blown away by the beauty of it all.

You and Nat have a planned entrance where she walks in first and then you walk in and "fall" into her to the song Fallin' for Ya.

Everyone cheers for you all, and you both stand together to talk to people. You lean over to speak in Nat's ear so she can hear over the noise the second you see Wanda slip the first photo to Thor, who remembers exactly what to do, thankfully. "Nat, I'm going to talk to Wands real quick are you okay to stay here for a sec?"

She nods her head and says back, "Of course detka, don't keep me waiting too long now"

You smile and nod your head and leave to Wanda, but not without giving Nat a soft peck on the cheek. Thank God for Lip stain, you think, or else both yours and Nat's lip color would be all over your faces by now, especially from that limo ride.

You walk up to Wanda and say "oh my gosh, I'm so scared! What if something goes wrong?"

She giggles at your stressed face knowing there is nothing to worry about, and says, "Hey! Deep breath. Don't be scared, Thor has practiced many times, he is going to get it right."

You nod and keep talking beside Wanda as you subtly watch your wife engage with her friends.

Thor finally walks up to Natasha and casually slips her the first polaroid, and you can't wait to see the look on her face. All of the people Nat is talking to are part of the plan so they know what is happening.

She furrows her eyebrows when she looks at her hand to see that Thor has given her a polaroid upside down so she can't see it. She looks up to ask him what it was, but he was already long gone, so she flips it over not suspecting a thing. She takes one look at the picture and her eyes go wide. She immediately presses the picture to her chest and looks up to find you smiling at her innocently as if she didn't just get handed this.

You send her a soft wave and go back to "talking" with Wanda, and Natasha checks to make sure nobody is behind her and looks again. She smirks at the picture and slides it into the hidden pocket in her dress that was made for a gun in case she needs to protect you, but now it holds something even more valuable to her.

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It has been about fifteen minutes since Nat received her first "gift" and even though she asked about it, you acted stupid and didn't tell her anything saying, "What picture? I didn't take any pictures other than the ones after the ceremony with all our brides' people."

You are now about to cut the cake which is when the next picture is going to be given to her. You decided that every time she gets a pic, the next one is going to be even better than the first. It will really rile her up you think. So as you two walk over there, hand in hand, you walk by Tony who hands her the next polaroid as she passes by him. This time she knows not to look until she is at the cake table where nobody is behind her.

She has an arm around your waist and she sneaks a peak at the next photo.

This one makes her huff out a breath, and she looks over at you who is "oblivious" to the thing she just saw. She squeezes your side as she slips the photo, once again, into her pocket, and you smile slyly at her. She leans over to whisper, "You know what you're doing Y/n."

You both pick up the knife and you say, "Doing what? Cutting the cake?"

She rolls her eyes at you and you both cut the cake and feed each other a slice. Then you both go back to the table that only you and her sit at, and you add, "Of course I know what I'm doing, why else would I do it?" Then you go back to eating your slice of cake acting just as innocent as before.

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You just had your first dance, and it was beautiful, the song you both picked together was a testament of your love and it brought tears to everyone's eyes.

Then, you decided instead of a father daughter dance, to have a Maid/Man of Honor dance. You danced with Wanda and talked and laughed, while Natasha and Clint did the same.

It was beautiful really. You had decided to do this because, even though Natasha has Alexie, you wouldn't have been able to participate since your dad is no longer in your life. The dance with your best friends meant infinitely more than a dance with your fathers would have anyways, and thankfully Alexie wasn't hurt by this. He realized he wasn't a good "dad" in the beginning of her life, and it wasn't his position.

As the dances concluded, Clint smirked at Natasha, and he reached into his suit pocket to pull something into his hand and slipped another polaroid into her hand.

People start joining on the dance floor to have some fun and Nat looks down at the photo and says, "Holy Shit!" maybe just a little too loud making her blush. She shakes her head as Clint laughs and walks off to his wife and kids, but not before Nat punches his shoulder softly, and then she glares at you.

You smile cheekily at her as you walk to her for another dance. You start slow dancing together and say, "Hey baby, whatcha doin?"

She smiles softly at you and says, "Thinking about my beautiful wife and what she and I are doing later tonight."

You make a fake surprise face in the shape of a soft 'o' and say, "Is that right?"

She giggles into your neck, and it is the most beautiful sound you could hear and hums, "mhm"

You smile as you spin her around the dance floor and say, "Well thank you for the compliment baby, but whatever you're thinking is going to have to wait. We promised each other we wouldn't leave earlier than we planned, remember?"

She groans and nods her head in slight defeat mumbling, "I know we did."

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You are now both talking to Natasha's family about what is next for you both. Melina starts out with, "So, when am I getting some grandbabies?"

You and Nat both exchange glances and look back at them and you say, "Well... I uh-" You freeze not knowing what to say.

Thankfully though, Natasha is there for you and says, "Y/n has decided she does not want to give birth. I obviously can't give birth given my situation, and I won't be disrespecting my wife's wishes, so we are going to take it slow as we weigh our other options."

You smile softly knowing that you picked the right girl to be your wife. She literally always has your back. Finally, having composed yourself you cut in as well and say, "We also have decided that we want to live our lives together before we settle down. We want to have the right parenting mindset you know."

Melina and Alexie nod their heads and smile Melina replies, "Well I don't care how or when it happens, I just want a grandbaby." As she is speaking, Yelena inches closer to Nat and then she 'holds' her hand briefly, but in reality, she is slipping the next picture into her hand. Nat's smile widens at the thought of another picture and Yelena walks off to go find Peter and bother him.

Natasha feels like she needs to look at this picture, but she can't if her parents are standing right in front of you, so she smiles when a song she knows comes on and says, "Mama, Papa listen, it's your song! Go dance!" She ushers them off and then turns to you to look at the photo.

This one makes her giggle, so you quirk an eyebrow and say, "What's the problem? Don't like it?"

She widens her eyes a tiny bit and shakes her head so much that you laugh and say, "Alright calm down, you'll mess up your hair"

She smiles and says, "I love it so much, I was just laughing because you could totally be wearing this under your dress since it's white."

All you do is smirk at her and it takes a second for her to process, but she gets it and her mouth falls agape just a bit. You simply walk off and Wanda comes over to say, "Come on! It's time for the flower toss!"

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Both you and Natasha agreed on doing a flower toss, only one is for the guys, and one is for the girls. Your reasoning being that the girls can get a little rough and you wouldn't want any of the boys to get hurt or anything like that. The boys can be very sensitive. ;)

So Natasha does the first toss to the boys, which includes Valkyrie as well since they are feeling more masculine today. (Like a king should). Thankfully nobody got into any fights since they're respectable people. After a bit of laughter, Clint comes out victorious and says he and Laura are simply going to renew their vows. Then he hands Laura the bouquet, and she smiles kissing him softly earning an aww from everyone.

Your toss is next and Loki decided to join in on the girls side since they are feeling more feminine. (Queen shit). The girls didn't get in any fights but they were definitely more aggressive than the boys. Scary, but the one who comes out with the bouquet is surprisingly Carol, who looks over at Val and smirks.

While your toss is happening though, Bucky walks up to an unsuspecting Natasha as she watches the girls' chaos enfold and he gives her a sly smile. By now she has caught onto him and says, "You too?"

He nods his head and says, "You never know which one will be the last." and then he slides the polaroid into her hand like a drug dealer and walks off like nothing happened.

The toss ends right around the same time that her exchange with Buck ends, so you're already making a b-line for her to see her reaction to this photo. She shields herself with your body to look and she swiftly turns the photo.

She groans as she slips yet another keepsake in her hidden pocket. You smile as she leans her head on your shoulder, which to anyone else would look like she's just cuddling up to you, but you know better. So you lean really close to her ear and whisper, "Are you hard baby?"

She simply nods her head. Thank God she fell in love with a decently poofy dress that doesn't show the contours of her dick. Especially since most people don't know about her little friend down there, not that it's any of their business, but they don't know because she always tucks it for events and missions. However, most of the main Avengers know, having all walked in on you two at least once. So, you walk to your table and sit down so she can have a break. You giggle at her when she's taking a few breaths and say, "What? You act like you haven't seen me naked before."

She glares at you and says, "No, it's not that. It's the fact that my lovely beautiful wife keeps catching me off guard, and might I also add the fact that she is so incredibly hot that I can barely handle myself?"

This makes you blush softly, and she smiles at you. You two share a sweet moment even through the dirty part.

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Thankfully Nat has had a few minutes for her... stuff to calm down, because Wanda picks up the mic and starts speaking, "I'd like to make some toast please."

You both giggle at the joke she stole from Agnes in Despicable Me 2, one of the movies that brought both you and Wanda childlike comfort during hard nights, while everyone else quiets down for the speeches. Wanda continues, "We are going to start our speeches now, so could Melina and Alexie please come up?"

Both of Natasha's parents stand by you and Melina starts, "I was not in Natasha's life for a very long time, so I don't feel like I am in a position to give a grand speech about yada yada this and that, but I do want to say, from the moment I saw you Natasha, I knew you were good. I knew you would become successful, and I knew you would excel in life. I am so happy that you have found love with Y/n, because you two are the perfect match, and I could not be more honored to be your mother-in-law Y/n."

She passes the mic to Alexie who, up until now, has had a stern face on. "Natasha, Melina already said all of the words I had for you, but she did not speak on this. Y/n, when I first met you I thought that you were never going to marry my daughter. I didn't think you were worthy of such a woman as Natasha, but as you got to know me more, my view on you changed. You kept pushing with her family even when you could have lost hope on us. You proved that you are willing to do anything it takes to get her, and I now see that you are more than worthy of Natasha's love."

He turns into a sobbing mess before he can finish anything else, and their words make you cry, but you try to keep from sobbing since you spent so much on your makeup. Then the speakers continue to go up and give their speech, make you cry, and then move on.

Clint gets the mic eventually and he takes a big breath and then starts, "When I met Natasha, I was on a mission to eliminate her. I was about to take the shot when we made eye contact, and something in me said no. I just could not pull the trigger, because what I was told I was going to be killing was an assassin, a robot, a tool. What I saw that day was anything but those things. I saw a girl who needed out, who was hurting, and that day turned into one of the best days of my life. We hid in vents for so long making sure that she was safe from the people who had her. We did nothing but play tic-tac-toe, rock paper scissors, and plan. We planned on how I was going to tell Fury that I did the exact opposite of what he told me to do. In reality I was actually more scared of Agent Hill, she's very scary, but I digress... All I really need to say is, as an archer, whenever people ask what the best shot I ever took was, I am honored to say it was the one I didn't take."

When Clint hands the mic over, there is not a single dry eye in the whole venue. Clint goes to Nat, and she hugs him so tight you think that he might die from lack of air. When they pull away, she kisses his cheek and whispers something in his ear, while he wipes her tear away and nods his head. He goes back to his seat and Wanda steps up to start her yap session.

"Y/n/n, when we met at the compound, there was something about you that was different than everyone else, you seemed so familiar, and I just could not pin it. We became great friends, but it took me about four months to realize why you seemed so familiar to me. One day when I was hanging out in your room, you opened your jewelry box in front of me and showed me a bracelet. It had little beads on it that said W+(Y/f/i). I burst into tears when it hit me. This girl,"

She points to you before she continues, "Was the girl that saved my life. We were friends from way back when we still lived in Sokovia. We had made these matching bracelets the day that we lost our families. It was also the day I lost her. Or so I thought. We were all hanging out in the living room together when it happened. Y/n felt shaking from the first few bombs and she told me and Piet to hide under the bed while she went to find her parents and make sure they were safe. Then the bombs went off. I thought we lost her. So we mourned both our parents and my best friend that day. It wasn't until I found out it was her all these years later that I knew she was also safe from the bombings but was taken. HYDRA took her from our lives, but the universe brought her back to us, and I could not be more grateful for her. I owe my life to her, and I have made sure she knows how deserving she is of happiness as her best friend, and now it is Natasha's turn, as her wife, to take what I have done and take it a step further."

This time it was you who is bawling; Wanda goes to hug you, and she whispers into your ear, "I'm so, so proud of you." Which only makes you want to cry more, but you pull away and take a labored breath as Wanda cleaned up your face.

All of the main avengers and people in your lives have gone except for Steve, who is finishing up.

Steve hands the mic to Wanda and walks to you and Natasha to "hug" y'all, but in reality he is actually slipping yet another polaroid into Nat's hand.

She rolls her teary eyes at him and you both, and takes a glance at it before having to look away knowing her erection will just come back.

You smirk at her and say, "Ooh that one was fun, but you'll like the next one even more."

She groans and says, "There's more?"

You giggle softly and say, "Why of course there is more my love."

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Wanda decided to add a little fun into the night and do the who knows them better game. What you do is you sit on a chair and Natasha sits with her back to you and you both have a shoe that represents one or the other, and whoever did the thing first you raise that shoe to see if you know each other.

So, Wanda starts with the first question on the list she made, "Who said 'I love you' first?" Both of you raise your shoe and they all 'aww'

Wanda passes the mic to Tony who asks, "Who is the clingiest."

The crowd is surprised when both of you raise Natasha's shoe. The mic is passed to Yelena who says, "Which of you is the most romantic."

This time, Natasha raises your shoe, and you raise hers, which makes everyone giggle a bit. The game continues to entertain the crowd, and Kate has the last question, "Who loves Halloween more?"

This one is tough since you both love Halloween so much, but you ultimately decide on Natasha, and Natasha puts up both shoes to signify it being a tie.

The game is finished now, and you both tell Kate, that the Halloween one was probably the hardest to choose. Though, you know it is about to be Natasha.

Kate laughs and hugs Nat and pats the next picture into Natasha's chest before walking away casually. Natasha's face heats up at the mere thought of your next image and she secretly takes a look at this one.

This Picture has her jaw on the floor. She loves the scream movies entirely too much, and the image of you in a sexy cosplay is seemingly never going to leave her mind. She can feel her cock spring back to life, and it almost hurts at how hard she is.

Natasha seems to snap and can't take it anymore, so she grabs your hand and starts taking you to the bathroom without trying to raise too much suspicion which is exactly what you knew would happen, so you look over at Carol and nod your head to begin her mission.

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Nat pulls you into the hallway and can't even make it to the bathroom before she has her lips on yours. You kiss her back softly but push her away before she can go too far. "Natty baby, what do you think you're doing?"

She tries to kiss you again, but you push her off of you again, "Detka, I don't think I can make it much longer."

You fake pout and say, "But you promised! You pinky promised me we wouldn't leave early."

She stomps her foot throwing a bit of a tantrum and says, "I promised before I knew you were pulling this shit!"

You smirk and say, "Come on baby, only thirty more minutes, you can make it. Just think, if you wait, the reward is going to be so much better, yes?"

She grumbles under her breath and Carol comes in right on queue saying, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything ladies."

Both of you shake your heads and Carol comes by to say, "Y/n, Wanda is looking for you."

You smile at her and thank her before kissing Nat on the cheek and leaving swiftly. Natasha and Carol stay behind and chat a bit. "You knew about this bullshit?"

Carol smirks and says, "What bullshit?"

Natasha groans and then Carol says, "Of course I am in on the bullshit, I hope you like this one." She pats Natasha's shoulder and then says, "Oh, lighten up, at least you have something to look forward to when you leave tonight.

Natasha already has her hand out ready for the next picture of you and Carol carefully puts it into her hand before swiftly exiting the hallway.

After Natasha sees this one, she thinks she might burst. She can't help but stare right into the eyes of the most beautiful person in all the multiverses. But she also stares at your body as well.

A thought pops into her mind and she thinks, the bathroom is right there and I still have a few minutes...

but ultimately she shakes her head knowing that if you found out she jerked off before your honeymoon, you'd surely not let her cum the rest of the time, so she walks back into the reception.

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Most of the people have left by now, only a few stragglers, the avengers, and close family are left. You both decided to keep the drinking on the low for this night, not wanting any unplanned things to happen.

Both of you are very big on consent, and the fact that you can't consent when under the influence. You also both know that you want to remember tonight in a good way.

You're having a few slow dances with some of your friends and Wanda is the last one before the last dance with you and Natasha. Wanda spins you around one last time as the song closes out, and Nat is waiting for you to be handed over to her.

Wanda smiles at Natasha and goes to hug her, while they are having a sweet moment together, she smirks and says, "I hope you're ready for this one, I had so much fun taking these pictures."

Nat rolls her eyes and lets Wanda slide the last photo into her hand, but not before saying , "So you're the side hoe?"

Wanda giggles and nods her head, "Did you expect any less?"

Natasha sighs and shakes her head, "I'm glad it was you and not some random person."

Wanda smiles and nods her head saying, "She definitely saved the best for last."

Raising her eyebrows suggestively at Nat while she walks off, you walk up to Nat and hold out your hand saying, "You ready for our last dance?"

"Oh, I'm more than ready, just let me see this last one."

Natasha almost can't tear her eyes away from this one, she is immediately painfully hard, and you have to take the polaroid and put it into her pocket yourself saying, "Natty, people are watching, we have to dance one last song so we can leave."

Nat nods her head and stars slow dancing with you, but you know exactly what to do. You rest your head on her shoulder and make your bodies slightly uneven so that your thigh/hip area is slightly pressing into Natasha's hard on, making her whimper into your ear.

You can't deny it, you're incredibly wet right now, but Natasha has had a much longer night than you, and you're only going to make it seem longer. You lean close to her ear and whisper softly. To everyone left, it looks like you're just saying something cute to her, but you know better. "Baby, when we leave, we are not having sex in the limo. It is our wedding night, and I don't care how hard you are, we are waiting the ten-minute car drive, got it?"

The way you speak is so soft and tender, yet it is firm and leaves no room for complaints. So Nat lets out a soft whine, but she ultimately nods her head and says, "Okay."

You smile and continue to feed words into her mind, "You're so hot, it's hard to not just jerk you off right here baby. I swear when we get home, I'm letting you do whatever you want to me."

Natasha's knees almost give out, but she somehow manages to keep dancing with you, and you both spin each other around. You two have a sweet moment again, temporarily ignoring your hunger for each other, dancing around the floor until the end of the song where you start waving goodbye to everyone and you head off.

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The ride to the villa you're both staying at before your flight tomorrow to your honeymoon destination is full of teasing and groping. You start massaging Nat's cock through her dress, and she moans softly and whispers at you with pleading eyes, "Detka, I- I thought you said no sex in the limo?"

You smirk and say, "I said no sex. I didn't say I wouldn't touch you, but I guess if that's what you want."

You take your hand off of her with a knowing smirk. She widens her eyes and huffs at you, "I don't know which is worse, you touching me, or not touching me."

You chuckle at her and shrug your shoulders, "You wanted to play by the rules. I don't make them, but I do listen to you... sometimes."

Nat snorts at your quip and you guys laugh a little, being a cute couple. Then, the limo pulls into the beautiful villa where all your things were previously put for your weeklong honeymoon, and you nod your head at Happy, who in turn, smiles and says, "Have fun! Wear protection!!"

Both of you laughing at him, and Nat starts puling you toward the door. You open the door and go to walk in, but Nat's hand pulling you backward makes you fall into her. "Nat what are you doing?"

She smiles and picks you up bridal style, and carries you carefully inside, closing the door softly before setting you down and she abruptly shoves you against the door, her lips immediately on yours. "You don't know how bad I need you right now dorogoy."

You smile into the kiss letting her have a moment of dominance before you take it back. "Come on dear, let's go upstairs and get these damn dresses off."

You both carefully undress with each other's help, soft touches here and there, before hanging up your dresses knowing you'll be too tired to do so later.

All Natasha can do is stare at your body, the white lingerie making the experience even better. You grab her face to make her give you her attention, and you give her a dominating stare and a contrasting soft toned voice, "Be a good girl and lie down on the bed please baby."

She quickly leaves your hold as you go to the closet and grab the things you set out for her. She usually takes charge, but sometimes you like to have your fun. This special occasion has you feeling dominant.

You saunter over to her with a set of ropes and a new toy she has never seen before. She furrows her eyebrows before you shush her, reminding her not to worry, your tone taking a temporary softness. "Alright dear, you know we have safe words. I know they were originally set up for me, but you know that you can use them too right?"

She softly nods her head at you with excitement coursing through her veins at the thought of what you could do to her.

You smile softly, running your fingers softly along her torso. "Can you remind me what they are, so I know you remember?"

She nods her head and recalls your safe word system. "Red is stop completely, yellow is slow down or need a break, and green is go."

You nod at her softly and say, "Good job dear, now can you tell me a color?"

She smiles softly and says, "Green. So, very green."

You chuckle softly tilting your head back and say, "Okay, I'm gonna tie you up now, is that alright?"

She nods her head with quick, "yes" to follow.

You sit just below her hard cock while tying her arms to the bed, knowing she is staring at how close you are. You lean forward a bit and bump it softly on accident, but ignore it otherwise.

Once you're done tying her arms up you move to her legs and start explaining what you're going to do. "I got a new toy just for you tonight, I know you've already seen it, aren't you excited?"

She nods but softly says, "What is it?"

You finish tying her leg and look up at her with a devious look in your eyes. "You're going to find out soon, but first..." You crawl up to her member sticking up so high, and you smirk with your lips so close to it, "I have to get you ready."

You lean down and softly lick her tip, knowing she likes that, and then you slowly take her whole length in your mouth. Gagging at how far back she reaches, which in turn, makes her twitch in your mouth. You bob your head on her for a bit longer before pulling away. A string of saliva and precum goes from your lips to her tip and she whines. You slap her thigh and harshly say, "Quit your bitching, I've barely started and you're all needy for me."

She goes to defend herself, "But you were teasing me all night.'"

You glare at her and say, "oh yeah? If you want me to stop teasing you, then i suggest you listen and stop whining."

She nods her head almost letting a whimper out, but she composes herself while you reach behind you to grab the new toy you mentioned. "Natty, I got you this, it's gonna make you feel so good."

You hold up a fleshlight and she widens her eyes knowing it will feel good. You start to rub her prepared cock onto the opening and say, "Are you okay with this darling? Do you want me to make you feel good?"

She nods her head but quickly corrects herself with a "yes ma'am" when she sees your eyes.

You slide the fake pussy over her shaft and she tightens her fists as she feels the tightness overwhelm her. Moans start pouring out of her when you start sliding it up and down with a slow pace that picks up quickly.

After only three minutes of silent torture, she feels the knot in her about to explode and she says, "Y/n please, can I cum?"

You look at her with an evil smile knowing this is exactly where you wanted her. "Oh baby, is this making you feel good? You need to cum so fast?"

She nods her head aggressively and you almost groan at how submissive she looks right now. "Oh, does this make you feel so good? Better than me?"

She widens her eyes knowing she is in a trap now. Your hand still moving the toy up and down her dick. "N-no! Y-you."

You cut her off mocking her, "y- y- you what? You want to cum so badly because the toy is making you feel better than your wife ever could?"

Her hips jerk when she hears you say 'wife' and she moans out a no, but you're relentless, slowing down the toy to make the pleasure unbearable, knowing this slow pace won't make her cum.

You lean close her her and say, "If you want to cum so bad then do it, but remember, if you cum now, you won't get to cum in my pretty little pussy for the rest of the week."

Tears prick in her eyes at the thought of going a whole week without being able to feel you around her and she says, "No! Please no! I need you!"

You smirk and say, "Then don't cum until I say you can slut."

You pick up the pace again making her moan and jerk her hips, you know she can only last so long without exploding, but you're testing her limits tonight. She suddenly gets another overwhelming urge to cum again so she is trying to do anything to get you to let her or stop. Words start flowing out of her mouth desperate for either a release or a break, "Please! I need to cum so bad! I'm begging you. Please mommy! I've been so good, I just want to cum!"

You frown and slow down a bit while tucking some of her sweaty hair behind her ear, knowing that Natasha only calls you mommy when she is feeling really submissive, so you check on her a bit, her whining at the pace decreasing, "I know darling, I just need you to honestly give me a color."

She quickly blurts out, "Green! Please mommy!"

You smile at her confirmation, and pick up the pace once again, "Oh baby, mommy is just making you feel so good right now, isn't she?"

Natasha nods her head but lets out a yelp when you slap her thigh, "Wring answer. It's this toy making you feel good. You love the thought of fucking this thing. You're just such a dumb little slut because you want to cum so bad into it. It's like you have your big cock in another girl's pussy. You want that? You want your dick in another girl and not your wife?"

She shakes her head again, words spewing out of her at a thousand words per minute "No mommy! please I need you! I need your pussy so bad! I'm so close!"

You glare at her and pump harder slightly squeezing the fleshy toy when you see some precum leak out the hole in the top so that she feels it tighter. "Then you're going to hold it like a good girl. I know you can make it a little longer baby."

She finally lets tears fall from her eyes at the pain of having to hold back to listen to you, but after a little bit you soften up and decide to swiftly pull the toy off of her, which in turn makes her raise her voice at you crying for stimulation, "No mommy! Please not again! I can't take it! I can't!"

You hush her getting into position slightly hovering over her red-hot dick. "Shh shh honey, I know I know, Mommy's right here baby, she just needs to adjust to you really quickly and then we'll keep going alright?"

You sigh as you take her whole length into your pussy, Nat whines and her hips jerk involuntarily, making you moan softly. You lean down to kiss her softly and then start bouncing up and down making a lewd noise come from Natashas throat. You chuckle and say, "You like that baby? Is it better than the toy? Come on don't be shy now, tell me baby."

She nods her head, trying to find the words in her mushy brain, "Yes mommy," she huffs out with an exasperated breath, "I love you so much detka, you're so much better than the toy, I only want to make you happy."

You pout at the fact that even though she's so terribly desperate for you, she still wants the best for you. You also notice the lack of the word 'mommy' and it instead being replaced with 'detka' indicating that she is slightly more in control and less submissive now.

You continue to bounce and thrust you hips into hers which makes moans rip out of the both of you. You can feel Nat twitching inside of you a clear indicator that she wants to come so quickly, her last orgasm having been torn from her grasp. You tilt her head down from it's thrown back position to have her look at you. The look of pure love and need in her eyes making you swoon. "Hey darling, you're doing so good for me, I'm gonna keep going, okay? You can cum inside me at any time."

She pouts at your tone, and says, "Can you please be rough with me? I liked it."

You smirk at her confession, you became tender when you thought she was done with it, but apparently, she still has some in her. So, you nod your head and whisper seductively, "Okay, if you want rough then you're gonna have to beg me to cum."

Excitement reinstalls in her features as you start to almost jump up and down on her cock, and she groans saying, "i can't hold it much longer, please let me cum!"

You moan when she hits a spot in you, honestly, you're quite impressed with how long she's made it. You're already close which means she made it at least double if not triple the time you thought she would. So you smirk down at her and shake your head. "Not good enough baby, you've got to do better than that

Your words being broken up since you've started moaning so much. She goes to beg again but you untie her quickly and keep talking, "Touch my clit baby, be a good girl and help me out please."

She immediately starts rubbing circles on your clit, ignoring her sore wrists, bringing you to the brink, which makes you clench down on Nat. This sensation makes her stutter, but she persists, determined to make you proud. "Please, I- you- ugh... You feel so good squeezing me; I feel like I'm gonna explode."

You nod your head to let her continue, "You're so fucking tight and warm, nothing could compare to you. Nothing, nobody could make me feel as good as my wife can."

This makes you clench extra hard and a guttural moan slips past your lips which sets Natasha off. She empties her seed into you, and this triggers your orgasm. All you hear is a weak, "I'm coming" fall past her lips and you feel her ejaculate into your pussy.

The feeling of euphoria surrounds the both of you as you both ride out your highs. Eventually you slip off of her, falling beside her trying to catch your breath.

Natasha, however, is so blissed out that you come back to earth and untie her before she can even see or think again. The first thing she says is, "Wow, just wow."

You giggle and cuddle up next to her saying, "You did so good for me baby, I'm so proud of you."

She smiles and turns on her side saying, "Thank you baby."

You smile as she leans in to kiss you. After sharing a soft kiss, she tries to deepen it, and moves to get on top of you, but you softly push her away saying, "You don't have to do another round baby, I pushed a lot of your limits today."

She sits up and glares at you saying, "It's our wedding night, not just mine. So, of course I'm going to take care of you baby. You must be crazy to think otherwise. I'm not just going to let you sleep without coming."

You giggle at her and she quirks a brow at you saying, "What's so funny huh?"

You smile and say, "I guess you were so out of it that you didn't even notice."

She frowns and says, "Notice what?"

You smile giving her a soft peck on the cheek, "Natty, I already did cum. In fact, I came so hard that I even squirted a bit onto you."

You point down at her abdomen which does, in fact, have your essence all over it. This realization making her blush, "Oh... I guess I was really out of it huh?"

You laugh at her timidness and say, "I don't know about you, but I can't walk..."

She smiles and gets up to go clean herself before coming back with a washcloth to clean you as well. Her tender hand making sure to not hurt you or make you uncomfortable from being so sensitive. Then she comes back to cuddle with you on her chest, and you whisper into her ear, "You did really impress me tonight, you know?"

She smiles and sighs, "Really? How so?"

You look into her eyes and say, "You lasted way longer than I expected you to, especially after the whole night of teasing."

She smirks and says, "Maybe I've leveled up since I have a wife now..."

This time it is your turn to blush, and say, "I guess that could be true."

She smiles as she settles into an almost sleep state, "Yeah, definitely true. My wife makes me a better person, in every way. I love you."

You smile and whisper an 'I love you too' back to her only to find that she is already asleep. Before you drift off to dream land you smile softly, thinking about her words.

"My wife."

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A/N: Holy shit indeed. this thing took forever. I actually have no idea how long it is or how many words but I do know that I am done with this finally T-T... College is kicking my butt already, so I'm sorry if I post less. Please tell me what you thought of this! it makes my day to see people liked my work.

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Deadly Sin

Huh Yunjin x M! Reader

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A/N: Hi, it's me again. This time took me less to comeback. Don't remember who asked me if I could rewrite this story from my last Kinktober, the thing is that I did it. Got a good idea of what to do with the story so changed a few things that imo make it better but also different. But I'm sure you gonna like it. I not gonna say more so hope you enjoy this, and let me know what you think about this story.

It was no secret to anyone that a lot of people thought that the most beautiful and attractive feature on Yunjin’s face were her lips. Isn't like anyone could doubt her beauty, her face is almost angelic, but her lips have something special that makes you have that kind of impure thought no one should have at a church. Not to mention that you were having thoughts about that completely out of place thing with the image of no other than the Pastor's daughter.

Well, to be honest this was more than just your imagination. Oh boy, of course this was more than simple thoughts. Because as the cliche dictamined, the Pastor's daughter of your local church was filthy and rebellious. She was so far from the angelic girl everything thought she was that is like she has two different personalities.

One was the good daughter that made everything their parents say, and was always at the church on sunday. On the other hand was the girl who escaped through her window at midnight to go to a random party, get drunk, and maybe even do a little more.

Now you two were doing one of the most sacrilege things you had ever done. You were sitting in Mr Huh's chair, at his office, with your pants and boxer around your ankles, and your hard dick covered in Yunjin's saliva.

The angelic Huh Yunjin was kneeling in front of you. Dressed in her white and pristine dress, with her hair styled in two braids tied with white laces made of silk. This was her outfit for the sunday service that her dad was about to give, but you two were taking care of another more important thing. Your sex drive.

Yunjin was kneeling at a church, yes, but she was far from praying. She was doing something more unholy than that. Yunjin had one of her hands around the base of your dick, making small movements to masturbate you. And engulfing the rest of your stiff shaft with her wet mouth. The experience of having her perfect and beautiful lips around your meat was glorious, either was the amount of saliva she was putting on this.

Your dick was completely covered with her saliva, till the point some was dropping over her hand, making it easier for her to stroke your dick. Also she was putting a lot of effort on practically sucking your soul out of your penis. Isn't that you have a lot of experience but for you it seems like Yunjin deserves some kind of award for her technique and expertise doing this. For her magnificent demonstration of how to suck a dick.

Some rumors have flown to your ears about your girlfriend sucking other people's cocks at those parties she frequently sneaks to, but you seriously can't be mad about that. Who are you to private the world from that wonderful experience? Also maybe that's the way she became so good at this. So it is a win-win situation for everyone. She have fun and gets to sharps her abilities, and then you two can have a good time together.

Not to mention that as a good church girl Yunjin was saving her virginity for her future husband, so her pussy was totally off limits to you. Not even to a single touch.

But you were more than happy to wait for more action if in the meantime you were receiving those incredible sloppy blowjobs from her. Also eating her ass, or doing other things to it, didn't count as actual sex according to your way of seeing things. So that was a little bit of motivation for you to turn a blind eye on those rumors.

The way Yunjin cheeks were hollowed to increase both of your pleasure, and how her tongue drew impossible shapes on your tip. Or how she retired her hand sometimes to engulf your entire length till the point her nose was touching your pelvis, all that was driving you crazy. Oh dear Lord! Even her throat was trained to give you the maximum pleasure during those moments, and you knew she enjoyed the power she had over you. Because after all these incredible sessions you always received her wet underwear as a last special treat. As the confirmation that she was enjoying this too.

Another incredible thing about your girlfriend, is that she loves being at the service with nothing to prevent her flooded pussy from getting exposed than her cute white dress. Just that piece of fabric covering her most sacred body part for the view of everyone.

“I- I Am clooose.” You managed to say while she was putting special effort on digging with her tongue on your urethral opening. Her response was taking off her hand from your base and without warning engulfing your entire length. The things her throat was doing to your glans were indescribably pleasurable, and by the way she was holding the gaze staring directly at your eyes you immediately knew what she wanted. Because that look could only mean one thing.

“Here?” You asked not sure if you want to hear the answer.

Yunjin didn't respond immediately. She continued bowing her head over your member, sucking you while looking into your eyes. You patiently waited until she got your dick out of her mouth. “Has been weeks since the last time.” She said in the tone a little girl would use when denied candy, but using the back of her hand to wipe away the excess saliva around her lips.

“Are you sure-sure? We don’t have much time.” Obviously you were going to give in to her request, but you need to be sure she understands what that implies.

“We always can say I wasn’t feeling well and you were helping me.” As if it were a routine for her to discuss things while sucking your dick. Yunjin gets your tip in her mouth and sucks it vigorously for a few seconds before speaking again. “Daddy never gonna suspect her good daughter is lying.”

That was true, her dad is so sure Yunjin isn’t capable of doing something out of the rules. He is blinded by his beliefs and only can see her daughter as some kind of saint that came to this world to spread kindness and good actions. But the thing is that you two have been deceiving him for the better part of two years.

You've touched almost every inch of Yunjin's skin. The only part of Pastor Huh's daughter you haven't yet desecrated is her vulva; other than that, they've had no qualms about doing such unholy things. But since Yunjin still retains her virginity, her purity remains intact. Besides, you're not technically "Laying" together, so there's nothing to worry about.

Because if Yunjin gives you a blowjob in the parking lot behind the church, hidden among the vehicles, before the service, it doesn't count. Or if you eat her ass when you sneak into her room through the windows. Or if you do anything other than stick your cock in her cunt, then it doesn't count as sin; and in the unlikely event that that's the case, you both repent during the service. Nothing a good "amen" can't wash away.

“But we still have to do it quickly.” Yunjin was already taking off her panties, and as you could see when she reached it to you, the garment was already wet. Was a simple plain white pantie, with a wet patch in the front where her juices are weather tha fabric. All that wetness in Yunjin’s crotch just by giving you a blow job here.

You take her underwear and smell it, the aroma was fantastic but something even better was the taste. Licking her wet underwear is the only way you have to taste her pussy, eating those scrums is all you can have of her juices. You don’t know if she tastes wonderful because she actually does it, or because you are privated from eating her cunt and getting her nectar all over your face. Anyways, the thing is that the taste of her juices work as an aphrodisiac over you, clearing all your doubts about what she’s asking for.

“Ok. Desk or floor?” You ask carefully folding Yunjin’s underwear and putting it, with a lot of work, in your poked. Would be a total tragedy if Mr Huh finds his daugther’s dirty underwear in his office.

“Desk. Don’t wanna get bruises on my knees.” Your girlfriend is already positioning herself. She leans over her father’s desk, a beautiful marble surface with gold applications, sticking her ass out for you; but doing nothing to get her dress out of the way. “Be careful with my dress too.” That means you have to lift her clothes, and when you do it a wonderful view welcomes you.

Yunjin´s ass is small but well shaped, with pale and soft cheeks. Her thighs are meaty but without getting to be disproportionate to her body, very soft as well. Her wrinkle and brown anus is slightly visible in this position, but what is getting all your attention is her pretty pussy. Yunjin’s cunt is light brown, just a few tones darker than her skin, making a contrast with the paleness of her ass. Her lips are puffy and you can see them glistening with her own arousal, so wet that she’s almost dripping. Beyond her delicate labia you can see the fluff of her natural hair growing freely as your girlfriend's pussy remains untouched, so she at most trims her pubic hair to maintain it under control.

You drop to your knees behind her and spread her cheeks with both hands. Now her anus is fully on display for you, wrinkle and beautiful. “Our dear Heavenly Father, we thank thee for this food.” You whisper before kissing your girlfriend anus. She giggles as you dive into her rear, but let you do.

Obviously her taste is wonderful. Fresh cleaned, with a scent that has nothing to do with an ass. Obviously Yunjin cleaned herself and applied some perfume beforehand, and that let you know she was planning this. You love eating her sweaty ass, but you don't mind getting some change for once.

Your tongue traces circles around Yunjin’s anus, working to coat every angle with saliva. Taking special care to not go anywhere near her pussy. You can't see how your girlfriend is biting her lower lip and how her eyes are close, but by the way her anus is pulsating you know how much she's enjoying this. Also you can smell the scent of her cunt, you know she's already dripping.

“Noooo be careful.” Yunjin said, slurring her words and patting your head when your chin accidentally brushed near her pussy.

"Sorry. I'll be more careful." You return to work immediately after saying that. Your angel's anus can't be left unattended, not when she offers to you her delicious rear entrance to eat as your personal manna.

Her pussy aroma is driving you crazy. Yunjin is dripping and you're dying to gather her arousal with your tongue, to eat her pretty vulva. You're like a dehydrated man in the middle of the desert, who has an oasis in front of him but is denied to drink any water. So you dive into her ass, coating her rim with saliva and massaging the sensitive spot with your tongue.

Yunjin is doing her best to not make any noise that could potentially drive the attention from someone outside. You're in the pastor's office so that place is normally quiet, and for your luck people in the church are being very noisy today. Maybe this is a gift from heaven, a blessing to your “not so holy” activities.

You push the tip of your tongue and her anus opens for you. You don't have much time so you go as deep as you can at the first try, caressing the insides of Yunjin's pulsating anus.

God, this meal is so good. As much as you are dying to taste her pussy, that is like a forbidden apple to you, you love eating your girlfriend's ass. No matter if she's sweaty and has a more pungent aroma, or if she's totally clean and smelling like spring. No matter what, her taste is always delicious.

Your tongue explores the inside of her rectum as far as you can go. You put in Yunjin's ass as much saliva as she put before in sucking your dick, after all that's all the lube you have available. You make sure your girlfriend's asshole is completely coated in your saliva before sticking your tongue out and admiring your work.

In fact her asshole is drenched in your saliva, so much that some is dripping to her swollen pussy lips and mixing with her own arousal. That confirm that your girlfriend is ready to be fucked in the ass. So no more playing and wasting time, now you have to do what she asked for.

“Are you done eating my ass?” By the tone of her voice you could tell Yunjin is growing impatient, too much waiting and not enough action. No matter how pleasant and good getting her ass eaten feels, that isn't what she prepared for. She took you to her father's office looking for another kind of action.

“So demanding. That's the kind of greed you dad talked about in his last service.” You hold one of her cheeks spreading it, and with your other hand you align the tip of your dick with her rear entrance.

“It's not greed.” Yunjin protests as your tip presses her rim open. “Has been a long time since I've felt you inside. It's your duty to take care of meee-” Maybe you went too fast inside of her, but you know Yunjin never gonna complain unless it really hurts. Not being the good and needy girl she's.

Your girlfriend presses her thighs together, separates her feet, and lets her weight rest on her stomach and, consequently, on her dad's desk. You know she's never going to touch herself where she needs it most because that's a sin. She only touches her pussy to clean herself; she never touches it to get pleasure from it. Not with her fingers or any kind of toy. She owns some of those, but they're for her ass. She only uses the shower water to masturbate, and she prays afterwards to wash away the feeling that she was singing.

But maybe one of her favorite ways to get pleasure, to stimulate herself, is rubbing her thighs while you fuck her ass. Is not that anal sex isn't pleasant for her, otherwise she wouldn't have those toys, but sometimes she needs something extra to reach her climax. And then is where rubbing her thighs offers a great solution, isn't like touching herself and just amplificate what she's feeling when you're fucking her from behind.

Your hand still maintains her cheek in position, and you positioned your other hand in her waist, making an anchor point to help you to move your body. So you penetrate Yunjin's anus as far as you can without your balls touching her cunt, then you retrieve and go forward again with a slow pace.

“Honey. I need you to do it harder or we're gonna get really late for the service.” Of course Yunjin is right, but you also know how she likes it and this rhythm is insufficient to her. “Don't want my dad to send anyone to look for us.”

“Sure is for that and not because you just like it harder.” Normally you would spank her to prove your point and she would have moaned, but you can't afford to be that noisy so all you do is take your dick out and let her ass empty. But before she can't protest your shaft is back inside her asshole, and you're fucking her how she like it.

You go as deep and fast as you can, but always taking care that you balls don't slap her pussy. You just put around three quarters of your shaft inside your girlfriend's rectum, and then you go backwards till only your tip is inside, then back again to stuffing her ass. Finally you're giving her what she asked for.

You can see how she enjoys it, but you almost can hear it. Yunjin is covering her mouth with one hand, while the other is playing with her chest. Her tiddies arent big, but they are beautiful and delicious. You love to suck and roll her hard nipples when she sip in your lap with a vibrator shoved up her ass. All you do is play with her sensitive buds until she reaches her orgasm, the same as she's doing now. Which means she isn't wearing a bra, so not underwear for this service. What a kinky girl is your girlfriend.

In fact Yunjin was a dirty girl and you loved her for that. How could you not do it when aside from her filthy side she has always been a good and supportive girlfriend? Sometimes you think even better than what you deserve, because she has helped you to go through some hard times in your life. That's why you don't mind giving her all she wants, also isn't like you aren't enjoying it too. Also, obviously, she's a dirty girl so you two have a lot of fun together.

You can feel Yunjin moving her thighs to create friction. It's not a big movement, but you can feel her muscles shifting, especially in the cheek you're holding to keep her ass open. With your other hand, you caress her lower back and dig your thumb into her back dimple. You draw circles over the spot before holding her tight and fucking her harder for a moment.

Those muffled moans you hear are like a heavenly chorus. You wish Yunjin could moan freely so that the beautiful sounds she makes could resonate throughout the place. It would be like a choir of angels, but she obviously can't. So, unfortunately, your ears are deprived of that beautiful music. Luckily, your dick isn't deprived of the sensation that her tight ass brings. You can feel her tight ring of muscles squeezing your shaft and how she's tightening her anus for you. She's practically clenching your meat.

“Do you wanna make cum so fast? That’s what you want?”

“We don’t have much time left.” Yunjin says tightening and releasing tension on her asshole. “Go deep. I’ll cover my pussy with my hand.” As she says your girlfriend separates her thighs and puts her hand between them, covering her entire vulva so your ball doesn't touch it. That allows you to go depper and fuck her faster, so her other hand have the task of cover her mouth.

You finally bury your entire length inside Yunjin’s ass, and that feels amazing. The warmth of her rectum surrounds your shaft while her anus squeezes your meat, demanding you to finish soon. All you can do is rock your hips back and then thrust in her ass, making your pelvis crash in her glutes and your balls over her fingers. The hand that is covering Yunjin’s mouth does a poor job muting her moans now that you can fuck her freely, you still can heard them scaping between her fingers.

Now you use both hands to grab her waist while you're ravaging her little and tastier asshole. You see the flesh of her buthock tremble with every thrust, and make a sound that is definitely too loud for the place you are; but you can’t help but keep going, hoping the door is thick enough to hide the sounds of the unholy deed going on inside. But you aren’t fucking Yunjin’s pussy, so this isn’t a sin, is just a lovely couple having some fun. It sure isn't the best place to do it, but it's all you have now. Also, God forgives a man for fulfilling his lover's needs.

You can feel a sudden movement in your girlfriend’s hand, that between her legs, a strange one. Is like if her hand were shaking from time to time, then suddenly stopping and shaking again after a few thrust of your hips. And suddenly the realisation of what is happening hits you, Yunjin is pleasuring herself. You can’t blame her for that, not always she can reach her orgasm when you fuck her ass; so a little help doesn’t come bad. Also is not rubbing just shaking her hand, so in your opinion doesn't count as a sin too.

While her hand shakes become more erratic, Yunjin’s ass gets tighter. Both are close and at damn good time because the clock in the wall marks almost the nine am, the time that the service is supposed to start. One more squeeze of Yunjin’s asshole and a few pumps of your cock after both of you reach the orgasm at the same time.

The impossible tightness of Yunjin’s asshole milks your cock, squeezing all your semen out of your meat. You have to cover your mouth with your hands in order to mute the sounds you are making because this is overwhelming. Your girlfriend’s asshole feels amazing while her thighs shakes and she has to get into her tiptoes to withstand the jolts. Both of you are breathing heavily through your fingers.

After a long minute, which feels longer than that, Yunjin pats you on the thigh. “We need to go.” You don’t say anything but you withdraw your cock from her ass, slowly and carefully. A sudden shiver runs through Yunjin’s body when your shaft finally comes out of her asshole. You take a moment that you don't have to spread her glutes again and appreciate what you have done. Her anus remains agape and is slowly closing, while some drops of your load slide down her right thigh and also to her pussy.

Now that Yunjin has withdrawn her hand, you can perfectly see how creamy her pussy is from her own pleasure. The few drops of semen that reach her folds mix with that creaminess, but you can't clean it off. It's forbidden for you, and besides, you know Yunjin loves having her pussy soaked during the service. Add to that the fact that her ass will now be dripping, and she might have to say a few extra "Amens" for what she's going to feel.

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abbonation · 10 months ago

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Red and Dripping

Kinktober prompt: Waxplay

Sub!Logan Howlett x Reader Smut 18+ 2.2k words

You want to introduce Logan to something new, he eagerly agrees.

Warnings and contents: Waxplay, dry humping, penis in vagina sex, creampie, mention of safewords, slight D/S dynamics (nothing harsh)

A/N: HII!! Yes everyone, I have joined the Wolverine love train, and I fear I'm never getting off, but I'm not mad about it. Anyway, college has been beating my ass with a pipe so this will likely be my only contribution to Kinktober this year 😔so plz forgive me and accept this heinous piece of work as penance.

As always, this piece is written with a chubby, reader who has a vagina in mind but other than that there is little to no physical description.

Love you guys, talk soon! XO

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"So, Lo, have you ever heard of wax play?" you asked, as you and Logan sat down on your bed to watch TV in your room after training for the day.

"Nope, never heard of it." Logan replied, a while absently flipping through channels on the TV.

"Well, Cosmo says it's when you use hot candle wax on your partner's body and it feels really good. It’s supposed to feel like a little sting at first but then the sting turns to pleasure." You explained to your boyfriend, trying to sound convincing.

"What, during sex?” You nod to affirm. “You want me to drip wax on you while we fuck?" Logan questioned, raising his eyebrow in that way of his.

"Well, actually, I was thinking I could do it to you." You suggested.

"Why me? I don't want my balls burnt." Logan said defensively.

"It won't burn you, baby. That's the whole point of it." You explained, adding with a laugh, "plus I'm not putting it on your balls, that is, if you're good, anyway."

"If you burn my balls, I'm never having sex with you again." Logan warned you.

"I actually already bought the candles for it, something told me you wouldn't be opposed to a little pain," You tell him with a smile. “If you wanted to give it a try now.”

“I’m gonna trust you on this one, princess,” He replied gruffly.

You walked over to your dresser and got out the three red paraffin candles you had purchased from a little truck stop slash sex shop outside of the city and a lighter. You return to the bed where Logan was still sitting, leaned against the headboard, and perch yourself on his thighs, straddling him. You put the candles on the bedside table and lit the first one. While you wait for it to melt a bit you turn to your Wolverine, his nostrils slightly flared and pupils dilated. "Baby," he moved his large warm hands over your hips and lower back, dipping his head forward to lick and kiss the junction of your throat and shoulder.

"Remember the rule, Logan?" You pull his head back, looking into his eyes, needing to know he wants this.

He nods, hands beginning to roam to your belly, you can feel him hardening under you.

You began by dripping a little bit of the warm wax onto the inside of your wrist to see how hot it was. It was definitely hot enough to make you jump but it felt good on your skin, a quick burn fizzling into a warm tingle.

"Let me try a little bit." Logan said while extending his arm towards you.

You do the same amount onto the inside of his wrist and he flinches a bit letting out a little moan in the process. "Mm- again," he whispered as he closed his eyes.

You poured more wax onto his wrist and he let out a louder moan and bucked his hips up, his cock brushing against your core through his sweatpants. His breathing increased and he sat up to take his shirt off before scooting to fully lay under you.

"You like it?" You ask him, focusing on how his cheeks and chest are already starting to flush for you.

"Yeah, honey it’s nice," he says, a little whiny as he looks up at you with hooded eyes. You took that as your cue to start.

You hold the candle a few inches over his left nipple, tilting it just slightly to pour just a little bit of the wax onto the peak.

He keened, "F-fuck, oh my god, that's good" His hands gripping the meat of your hips tightly, starting to slowly drag you back and forth against himself. Your underwear provides delicious friction against your clit.

"Oh god that's so good," he moans, eyes rolling back as he arches up, so you hold the candle higher and let more of the red wax drip off the candle down onto the upper part of his stomach. You do the same to the other nipple and litter more spatters on his toned chest, getting close to the base of his throat. He keeps moving his hips underneath you, now moving his feet up for more leverage.

You can feel yourself leaking into your panties now, the added slick lubricating the way you slide against the hard line of his cock, it's catching on your clit and you whimper, starting to lose the composure you had- but he isn't finished yet, still groaning beneath you, and you want more.

You pour another line of wax down his stomach, and then a second one right next to it. "Nggh, yeah sweetheart," You're so close now, the building pressure is nearly suffocating, just a few more thrusts against him and you'll be gone. But Logan is nearly there, you're sure of it, and you need him to come before you do. You want to see it. So you quickly set the candle down on the table, you don't want it to go out just yet. You run your hands over his pecs, feeling the heated skin firm under your fingertips. You rub your thumbs over his nipples and he huffs a groan.

"Please baby, please touch me," he begs.

You pull away from his cock, you don't want to push him over the edge too soon, can tell he wants to keep going. "It's okay, Logan, you're doing so well for me. We're gonna make you feel so good, I promise, just trust me," you murmur, taking his hands in yours, lacing your fingers together and holding them on either side of his head against the pillow. He nods, and swallows, you can feel him loosely humping up against you, begging for some friction on his dick.

You move your mouth down to suck at one nipple, dripping spit onto it, licking the hardened wax off his skin and scraping your teeth so gently against the hardened bud, you move to the other and do the same. He's panting under you, "Baby, please, please touch my cock, I need it," he nearly cries. You love when he begs, he's such a strong man, so composed and nonchalant, but he lets you do whatever you want to him, exterior cracking into a man who's so eager to please, desperate to receive. You give in, sliding down his body, dragging your clothed cunt over his hard dick before moving lower.

"What do you need, sweet boy?" You ask, nosing along his treasure trail, sucking at the pudge under his navel, placing kisses on the wax as you make your way to his pubic hair, teasing him as you pull down his sweatpants.

He can barely speak, "Touch me, suck my cock, anything, fuck, anything," he breathes. There's a wet patch on the front of his sweatpants, whether it's from you or him you're not sure, but you kiss it anyway. "Shit-" his cock twitches against your lips through the material. You pull the waistband down to let it spring free, he sways at the cool air, slapping against his belly, you cup his sac and bring them out too, all exposed now. His tip is an angry red, mimicking the wax, and a fat glob of precum bubbles out of the head, swollen with girth at how turned on he is. You lean forward and lick from the bottom of his balls up the vein to cup the tip of him with your tongue. "Ohh jesus," His hands move to cover his face now.

You lick back down to his balls, kissing them, suckling lightly at the skin, he tastes like salt and smells intoxicatingly of Logan, you suck one into your mouth and he moans. You pull away with a pop, "I'm gonna put more wax on you now, okay baby?"

"Yes, yes please do it," he answers, moving his hands to tangle in your hair, pulling slightly, you love it when he loses it like this. You move up to grab the candle, making sure it's still melty before carefully dripping it on his inner thigh, the reaction it pulls from him is immediate. "Fuck-" He growls, pushing his hips off the bed and gripping your hair and shoulders harder.

"What's the safeword, Logan?" You ask him, even though he doesn't really need to use it, but you want him to know he has control.

"Red, I'll say red if I need to stop." He answers, eyes still closed, panting and covered in a sheen of sweat. His cock is pulsing regularly now, balls drawing up tight against him.

"That's so good Wolvie, I'm so proud of you, look at how pretty you are for me" you praise, he whimpers at your words. You move the candle to pour some wax onto his other thigh, you make a little pool in the dip of where his hip joins to the top of his thigh.

You spit into your free hand, finally taking pity on him. You begin messily stroking his cock, and pour a drip of wax right above his pubes on his lower belly, making him writhe in pleasure filled pain. You can tell he's close, cock dribbling clear precum steadily into your hand and his stomach, you rub the tip of your finger against his hole, just to see what he'll do. He whines, "I want to come, I'm so close." His voice cracks like he's about to cry.

"You want me to fuck you?" You ask, knowing the answer.

"No- please just- please I-" he stutters, cut off by his own moaning as you rub the underside of his cock, right under his head. He's close, so close.

"Do you want to come?" You ask, "Tell me what you want, Logan, use your words."

"I wanna come, I need it, please let me come, I'll do anything," He begs.

"You wanna come in my pussy or my mouth? Or all over my tits?" You ask, squeezing your legs together for some friction.

He looks down at you, “Fuck, in your pussy, please, I can't wait– need to be inside you."

"Okay Logan, you've done so good, made me feel so good." You praise, climbing back over to be on top of him, sliding off your absurdly wet underwear down before pulling your tank top off over your head. He cups your tits, pulling your nipples between his thumb and forefinger, lightly twisting how you like.

You straddle his wide hips and grip the base of him to guide it inside, slowly lowering yourself down over the head, an obscene gooey sound happens as he breaches your untouched cunt, and you fold, the arm holding you up nearly collapsing as you slide down the rest of his incredible width. "Ah, holy fuck," Logan groans as he moves his hands to your hips, gripping you tightly as he bottoms out, cock nestled deep inside you.

"Ghh, Logan, so good, such a fat cock," you huff out as he pulses inside of you, balls pressed tightly against your perineum. He's panting and moaning under you, hips thrusting up slightly to get some friction, to move. You start grinding down on him, rubbing your clit into his pubic hair. "I'm not gonna last, princess," he moans, "I-I'm too close."

"I know, Lo, you can come whenever you want." You say as you lean back and brace your hands on his thighs, lifting up before sliding back down and starting to ride him as quickly as you can. -plap, plap, plap- His length stabs into your front wall, sharp bursts of euphoria blinding you, catapulting you towards orgasm.

"Fuck, baby, yes, fuck yes," he grunts, and takes over by holding your hips in place to fuck up into you. "Oh god," you cry, "Shit, I'm gonna come," you sob. "Let go Logan, please I need your cum all inside," you keen.

His eyes go blank, then roll back as his whole body tenses, his claws slice the space between his knuckles and sink deep into the mattress while his cock is swelling up and pulsing wildly within you as he comes with a yell, hot liquid flooding your cunt in harsh waves. His orgasm triggers yours, sending you spiraling over the edge blindly as you gush and pulse and flutter around his drooling cock. You absolutely collapse on top of him, his arms coming to wrap around you. There are no words as he turns you both to your sides, his cock still sheathed inside.

After a few moments of silence, and catching your breath you break the tension, "So how was that?" you ask, a little too cocky.

Logan smiles down at you, breathing a laugh, "It was pretty good, I guess."

You roll your eyes and giggle, "Just pretty good, huh?" You question.

Logan's smile grows, "It was amazing, you know me too well."

"It was, wasn't it?" You answer, looking back into his eyes.

You both burst out laughing, leaning forward and pressing your lips together. "I love you so much," Logan whispers after breaking the kiss.

"I love you too," you whisper back, resting your forehead against his.

A few minutes passed before you felt Logan's cock twitch inside you, causing you to clench around him. "Ready to go again?" you asked your boyfriend.

"As long as it involves this pussy, I'm ready to go." Logan replied with a smile.

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squidsquidsquidsquidsquidgame · 3 months ago

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hi :) could you write a Cho Hyun-ju x reader (neutral pronouns) in which reader takes care of Hyun-ju after her bottom surgery? reader is really helpful thanks to all the research they made about the whole recovery process. i really love and enjoy your work by the way !! 💕

Did My Research

Pairing: Cho Hyun-Ju x Gender-Neutral Reader

Summary: After her gender affirmation surgery, Hyun-Ju begins the long journey of healing—with you by her side every step of the way. You’ve read every guide, every blog, every post-op care forum you could find. Still, nothing prepared you for how deeply you’d fall for her all over again in the quiet tenderness of recovery.

Genre: Fluff, Comfort, Post-Surgery Care, Romance, Domestic

Rating: T

Warnings: Discussion of bottom surgery recovery (vaginoplasty, penis to vagina), mentions of medical care, implied nudity handled non-sexually, emotional vulnerability, tenderness

Setting: A quiet apartment, a few days post-op Word Count: ~2.1k

You had read everything. From Reddit threads to medical journals, from trans-centered wellness blogs to 40-minute YouTube vlogs titled “What I Wish I Knew After My Surgery.” Every scrap of knowledge, you consumed like gospel. Not because you were anxious. Not exactly. You just wanted to get it right for her.

Cho Hyun-Ju lay curled up in the center of your shared bed, blankets tucked around her like the petals of a flower still adjusting to sunlight. Her hair was messy from sleep, cheeks pale but warm. There was a soft crease between her brows from the constant low thrum of discomfort she couldn’t quite shake yet.

You moved slowly as you entered the room with her meds and a warm cup of chamomile tea. "Hey, sweetheart," you said gently, kneeling beside her. “It’s time.”

She blinked, groggy, eyes unfocusing then refocusing on you. “Mmm. Already?”

You smiled. “I set a timer. You can hate me later.”

That got you the tiniest smirk. It felt like winning a gold medal.

You helped her sit up, careful with the pillows, the angle, your hands steady but soft. Her body was still learning itself again. You weren’t going to let her do that alone.

Hyun-Ju sighed as she took the tea. “You’re… scary good at this.”

“I’m good at loving you,” you replied simply, brushing a loose hair from her face. “Everything else is just a Google search away.”

She chuckled weakly, but it turned into a small hiss as she shifted. You steadied her quickly. “Easy. Remember what the nurse said about your hips.”

“God, I know,” she muttered, frustrated. “I hate being still. I feel like an old woman.”

“You’re the hottest old woman I’ve ever seen,” you said, deadpan.

That got another small laugh.

You waited while she took her pain meds and sipped at the tea. There was a kind of reverence to this quietness—no background noise, no distraction. Just the two of you, and the sound of her breathing a little easier.

When you helped her back down, she hesitated.

“Do you mind staying like this?” she asked quietly, reaching for your hand. “I mean… close, but not touching too much. I just feel weird today.”

You nodded immediately. “Of course. However you need me.”

She settled in again, and you tucked the blankets around her like you had a dozen times already. You sat on the edge of the bed, reading from your phone—a Q&A thread about dilation timelines and swelling patterns, just in case she asked you again what was normal.

She peeked at your screen.

“You’re still researching?”

“I want to be ready. For whatever you need. I want you to feel… safe. Not just physically.”

Her eyes softened.

“I do feel safe,” she said quietly. “I didn’t even know I could, like this.”

She paused. Then: “I was scared I’d feel… broken. Or that you’d be scared to help. Or weirded out. I dunno. Stupid stuff.”

“Not stupid,” you said gently. “You’re trusting me with something sacred. That’s huge. But for the record, I’m not scared. I’m honored.”

Hyun-Ju swallowed hard. You could see her blinking fast.

“You’re gonna make me cry,” she said.

“I mean, you’re full of meds, so you might cry if I show you a puppy video right now.”

She laughed again, and this time it wasn’t weak—it was full. Beautiful.

You reached for the heating pad and gently placed it near her hips. “Let me know if that’s too warm.”

“It’s good,” she whispered. “You’re good.”

You leaned in and kissed her temple. “Rest, Jagiya. I’ll be here. Always.”

That night, when she finally drifted into sleep again, her fingers found yours beneath the blanket. Still healing. Still herself. Still yours.

And in the quiet, with only the soft hum of her breathing beside you, you let yourself cry just a little—for the sheer overwhelming joy of watching the person you love become more her every day.

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jaune-submissive-and-breedable · 11 months ago

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All bark and no bite yandere adult jaune getting seeing the green light adult Jessica Cruze. Soft dom and very sweet aftercare post hardlight fucking.

(Just re-read you ask while writing this. Not sure if you wanted Jaune as the dom or not. But hope you still like it

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Jaune stared at the woman before hardly believing it to be the anxious and scared girl he met before.

"J...Jessica?"

The Latina woman in return, stared at the gruff and older blonde before

"Jaune?"

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Jessica moaned loudly as she felt Jaune thrusting deep inside her. His hard, fat cock filled every crevasse of her sopping wet canal. His hands roughly groped and teased her sensitive breasts, his fingers twisting her nipples gently. As soon as they confirmed each other's identities, Jessica quickly pulled him towards an empty bedroom. She practically tore off their clothes when they arrived, pouncing on him and forcing them both to the floor. Completely unphased by the tumble, she immediately stroked him off til he was sufficiently erect and impaled herself on his length.

"oh.....GOD, you're so big!" she complimented as she ground into lap.

Jaune moaned feeling her wet pussy sliding up and down his cock and tried to reach for her waist, only to feel a heavy weight on his arms. Looking side to side, he saw emerald green constructs of Jessica, just as naked and grinding their own pussys against his hands, pinning him to the floor.

"Jess....shouldn't we.." he was silenced with a kiss from the real Jessica, eyes closed as she drove her tongue into his mouth.

"Shut up and let me have this.." She whispered in his ear, rolling her hips against his lap "I've dreamt of this for so long"

She captured his lips again and started bouncing rapidly on his cock, filling the room with loud slaps as their hips collided. The hard light clones moan alongside their master, their own movements quickening. Jaune moaned into he mouth as well and trusted upwards in her wet cunt, letting the pleasure take him over. Jessica gasped as he did, his thrusts hitting every sensitive spot inside her core.

"Jess...I'm"

Jessica slumped forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Do...Fill me up!" She begged, throwing her hips down one more time.

Shortly after, Jaune's testicles pulsed and released loads of hot sticky cum into her eager pussy. Jessica squeezed her eyes shut and moaned, her climax synced with his. The duo stayed in this position till they felt their orgasms slow to a stop. Small streams of cum leaked from his tip.

Jessica slowly lifted herself from his cock with a loud and moist pop. She marveled at the volume he sprayed inside her, so much of it leaking from her slit making her pout a little. But what surprised her most was his still erect penis, twitching and pulsing, ready for another round. Smirking she commanded one of her clones to milk him for every last drop.

Jaune felt the clones remove themselves from his arms. Propping himself upwards, he saw a clone slide his still-erect penis, moaning as it did. He groaned and let himself fall back down, letting the pleasure over take him.

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Jessica and Jaune panted heavily as they cuddled together. Satisfied smiles adorned their faces.

"That was...incredible" Jaune gasped, bringing Jessica closer to his chest.

"Yeah...." she replied, bringing a hand to her chest. *There's no way I'm not pregnant* she thought, remembering the loads he dumped inside her.

She started pulling herself away, sitting up, and stretching.

"I suppose we should rejoin the others. Superman must be waiting"

Instead of agreeing, Jaune pulled her back to bed, wrapping her in a tight bear hug.

"Nope"

"But.."

"No. Cuddle now. work later"

Jessica blinked surprised at his response. She could've sworn she saw his eyes dim when she mentioned Clark, but shrugged it off and nestled herself into his warm chest.

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the1975attheirverybest · 1 year ago

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Queen of hearts

Acknowledgements and Disclaimers: this one goes out to all the moms out there. New moms. Experienced moms. Mom-to be. Yall are heroes man. All the love.

Shout out to the mutual who helped answer my pregnancy questions. Thanks for letting me pester you. You know who you are. Any mischaracterizations of pregnancy, labor, or postpartum are completely my own.

Warnings: brief depictions of labor. Mentions of depression. Also not proof read.

***

9 months had flown by like a dream. The whole thing had felt like a movie. And Matty, having made a career out of making life feel like a movie, was wary of the whole thing. Of course they’d had their ups and downs. Worrying over what constitutes a good parent and whether they were going to fuck this child up before it even had a chance to grow up and make its own mistakes. The occasional shock over how powerful and real hormone fluctuations can be. The Braxton Hicks scare. The late night cravings and the crying (some of which was done by him, if he’s being honest). Arguing over baby names, if the kid should be allowed to play football before a certain age lest they get injured. If, being the child of artists meant that the child would be sign up for music and art lessons, or if they would wait and see what the kid naturally gravitates towards. If gender-neutral clothing was inherently boring and lifeless, or, if it was ‘too woke’ to have a baby girl in a car onesie or a baby boy is a butterfly onesie. It was, after all, a pregnancy, not a walk in the park. But he’d loved and welcomed every bit of it. And so had Jo. He’d swelled with joy watching her nest and acquire baby clothes, paint the nursery, and start a vintage stuffie collection. He’d helped her curate a little library of children’s books for kids of all ages, to make sure their baby would be guaranteed a great start, no matter how advanced they turned out to be (Jo and Matty, were, of course, convinced that their child would be a genius). Looking back, even the labor and delivery process seemed perfect.

Jo had screamed at him the whole day.

“We can’t actually go to the hospital just yet. I called. The front desk woman told me to stay put and put on some yoga music.”

Jo had unleashed a string of obscenities upon him that he has chosen to omit from memory ( he remembers them perfectly. She had asked him if he was a demented fucker or if he would like this baby to come out or a teeny tiny hole in his penis instead). He had laughed, told her that she was funny and that he was falling in love with her all over again. She’d thrown the tv remote at his head, missing narrowly.

His gravest mistake, however, was trying to document everything. He’d brought a film camera into the delivery room, which the nurses had balked at. But Matty has been used to being called eccentric so he didn’t care. He wanted to remember every single moment of this day forever. And, when Jo had failed to convince him by making the same arguments that he often proposed at his own shows, for his own fans to put the camera away and just be in the moment, she’d decided to teach him an lesson by choosing not to warn him about the messiness of childbirth. The next thing she heard him say was “oh. So much blood.” Before he’d dropped the godforsaken camera to the floor, smashing it to bits. And ridding everyone of its evils forever.

“Oh my god, she’s here, Jo! I can see her head!” He’d rushed over to her, with tears in his eyes, squeezing her hand. “C’mon, Jo. You’ve got this! One more push.”

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t. It’s too much. I just- she’s gonna have to stay in there forever.”

“‘fraid we can’t do that, Josephine” the doctor shook her head. “She’s almost out which means it’s tight on her now, if you don’t push, you’re hurting her.”

Jo instantly burst into tears.

“No, no, no! Baby don’t cry!” Matty cooed, then turned towards the doctor. “Why the fuck would you say something like that to her? Right now, as well! are you TRYING to upset my wife right in the middle of the birth of my child?” He hovered over Jo protectively, wiping her sweaty forehead with one of the rags that the nurses had brought in, and kissing her. “You’re okay, Jo. Our baby is going to be okay. Deep breaths, yeah?”

“You promise?” She whispered, too embarrassed for the nurses and doctor to hear.

Matty swears, this, was the moment that he became a dad. Knowing that his wife and child needed him to be the sane and steady one for the first time completely changed him as a person.

Though he had no business making these promises, he’d never felt more certain of anything in his life. “I promise, my love. I’ve got you. And you’ve got our baby. She really needs you right now. So….lets do this, yeah?”

Jo nodded, watching the nurse approach and take her hand to pull her back into position.

“C’mon,love. One more push?” The matronly lady encouraged.

Jo screamed as she gave it her all, Matty’s hand in hers.

“Great! You’re doing great, Josephine! Give me one more push!” The doctor smiled.

“You said that last time! Every single time you say this is gonna be the last push! You’re fuckin lying.”

With tears in her eyes, Jo screamed and cussed out everyone in the room, pushing with all her might, until finally, the baby was out. She heard cheering and congratulations erupt around the room which was her cue to lay back and finally relax.

“Dad, Would you like to do the honors? cut the umbilical cord?” The nurse had asked.

“Oh? I- erm I …should. But I don’t wanna leave you? But also I don’t wanna leave…her- I….” Years later, Matty would realize that it was, in fact, this moment, that had made him into a dad. The moment that he felt conflict between choosing to stay by Jo’s side and hold her hand through what she had just accomplished , or let go of her hand to go meet his daughter instead.

“Go, Matty, go.” Jo had encouraged him, her voice weak from screaming. She nodded as he hesitantly loosened his hold on her hand.

“Let’s fuckin do this!” His shaky hands took the surgical scissors from the doctor and made the cut. “Oh my fuckin god, hiiii” matty cried as he met his daughter for the first time. He almost reached out to take her into his arms but, then, realized that it should be Jo who gets to hold her first.

“Would you like to-“

“Yes, oh god, yes, please?” Jo sat up straight.

Matty, with fresh tears still running down his cheeks, leapt into action adjusting her pillows to support her back as she leaned forward to receive her child.

“Oh god, Matty, look. She’s so….”

“Perfect.”

Everything, about Sophia, from conception to birth, had been perfect. So, it was a complete shock to Matty (and to Jo) when things changed postpartum.

It all started with Jo sleeping in a bit more than usual. At first, Matty had written it off as her body recovering from labor. After all, she’d literally housed, sheltered, and built a human being from scratch for 9 months. She was entitled to a little bit of extra sleep if that’s what she needed. Besides, he saw this as his opportunity to step in. While Jo was pregnant, Matty felt limited in how much help he could be. He flew back and forth in between tour dates to be at doctors appointments, and to help purchase the crib and pick out the nursery colors. He drove across the country to make it to specialty bakeries and shops to fulfill the strange flavor combinations of pregnancy cravings. But none of it was comparable to literally being pregnant. So, it was only fair that he take on some of the work now that the child was born, and let Jo get her rest.

He wanted to be the best dad he possibly could. So, he dove in head first. And he missed the signs. It wasn’t until he was holding Sophia in his arms, looking at Jo, as she laid in bed, saying “it’s a baby, Matty. All it does is cry and sleep. What does it want from me?” That he realized something was deeply wrong. By then, it was too late.

Matty walked around the messy house, eyes blood shot and sore. Whether it was the crying or the lack of sleep, he wasn’t sure. He went into the kitchen, pulling out a massive trash bag and hauling in all the empty takeout containers that had been sitting there all week, shoving them all into the trash bag. He needed to step up his housekeeping game. At this rate, they’ll be living in squalor by the next few days.

He pulled the only clean mug left out of the cupboard and reached for the coffee machine that had been on since this morning, pouring himself a cup.

“Fuckin hell.” He whispered at nothing in particular. What time was it? What day of week or month even was it? He tapped his phone screen for answers. It was a Wednesday in the middle of the month. Just shy of noon. He knew that the best thing he could possibly do for his family right now would be to admit that he’s in over his head. And ask for help.

***

“Where is she now?” Adam asked, stirring the sugar into Matty’s tea before placing the mug in front of him.

“home. Erm….the cleaning service is working on the house. Her mom is there, too, to watch Sophia while she showers and stuff, so….”

Adam nodded, at a loss for words. He squeezed Matty’s shoulder gently.

“What do I do? How do I fix this?” Matty’s eyes darted between Adam and Carly, who wizzed around the kitchen, preparing dinner, with her son at her feet.

“You can’t fix it, mate.” Adam shrugged. Sheepishly.

“I know; I know. But- what do I do?”

Adam simply rubbed his friends back, searching his brain for any words of solace or wisdom.

“Matty, have you eaten anything today?” Carly asked, with her back to him, standing at the stove and stirring something that Matty couldn’t quite see.

He was offended by the question. He’d come to her with the biggest problem he’s ever had to face and her response was to ask if he was hungry? Speechless and indignant, he shook his head. “I have not. No.” He gritted, anger palpable in his voice.

Carly knew better than to take it personally.

***

Carly and Adam exchanged a look. Adam nodded, rising to his feet and taking his child from between his mother’s legs. “C’mon, little man. It’s time for bed. Let’s get into the bath. Give mummy and uncle Matty a bit of time to chat.”

Carly walked over to Matty at the dining table, setting down two huge containers in front of him. “This one’s soup. This one’s chicken and veg. Take them home. Freeze the leftovers and defrost as needed.”

“Carly, I-“

“Comfort food is good. For both of you.” She smiled brightly. “She won’t have an appetite but keep offering it to her anyway.”

“Right.”

“I’m gonna send you a list. Maybe pop into the shops on your way home and buy some of it. Baby cream, nipple pads, stuff like that.”

Matty nodded, dutifully.

“I’ll speak to Patricia and Charli and everybody. We’ll start a rotation. Check in on her and- maybe even send you off to the store a few times. There are just some girl things that she might not have on. Just some bits and bobs to make her life easier.”

“Hmm. Yeah. I suppose.”

“Matty, darling, you know who you need to speak to here. Who she needs to speak to. And it isn’t me, and it isn’t Adam, or George, or Ross, or even a doctor who will rattle off some statistics at her. Why haven’t you done it yet?”

***

Carly was right. Matty knew the person for the job. The reason that he hadn’t called his mom yet was because he was ashamed. Ashamed to admit, in front of her, that he had failed. He’d failed his wife. Failed his kid. Failed to do what he claimed his mother’s struggle had taught him. Failed to be patient, failed to be empathetic. He expected too much from her and he resented her when she wouldn’t rise to it. And he hated that about himself.

But his mom was always there. All he needed to do was call her and say “mum, I need you.”

Denise rushed over.

“Oh, matty, it’s okay.” She placed her hand over his. “It’s different when it’s your partner, isn’t it?”

“Why, though? It shouldn’t be! It’s not like she’s any more or less of a person, a woman, or a mother than you were when you had me!”

Denise rolled her eyes. They both knew Matty was smarter than this. “Yeah, but that doesn’t matter, does it? You were 17 when I told you about my depression. It had been 17 years. You’d seen me differently. And you knew I loved you because you’d felt it your whole life. You were only finding out about that stuff after the fact. This is not the same. Besides, the way that you feel about your partner is not supposed to be like the way that you feel about your mother, or if it is then I haven’t done my job raising you right.”

Matty frowned and licked his lips, searching his brain for a clever comeback.

“You feel like you’ve been abandoned. Like she’s left all the parenting on you and you’re trying your best but she’s not giving you much to work with.” Denise simply stated.

Matty laughed in disbelief. “That’s absurd. She hasn’t abandoned me.”

“Course, she hasn’t. She’s got an illness, she’s not a bad mother. But that’s what it feels like. And that’s okay. You’re allowed to be scared. You’re a new father too. You’ve got no idea what you’re doing and you want to be able to do turn to her but you can’t.”

“I- “ matty turned tongue-tied. Unsure how to respond. It made him uncomfortable to have his unspoken thoughts said out loud for him. “did dad ever…?”

“I don’t know. You’d have to ask him. I didn’t really speak much to him at the time. Sort of….blamed him for it, actually. A part of me felt like, somehow, he had done this to me or something.”

Matty listened, wondering if Jo felt that way about him.

“In fact, why don’t you go do that right now. Call him round. I’ll get upstairs and check on Jo.”

***

Tim left Matty flipping through old photo albums and went to answer the door, smiling wide and proud when he was met with Louis at his brothers doorstep. “You’re joining the crew?”

“You didn’t think you’d have a party without me and I wouldn’t find out about it, did ya?” Louis winked. “Nah, mum called. Said to come to Matty’s instantly.”

“Get in there!” Denise appeared behind them. “And don’t call it a party that’s insensitive.”

She shut the door, beckoning both men to huddle in the corner with her.

“We’re all here for one thing and one thing only.” Denise spoke with the command of a military officer issuing orders . “To watch the baby for the next two days. We work in shifts. Louis, you’re young and still have your back. You’ll take the overnight shift. Tim you start now. I’ll step in between you two.”

The two men exchanged a smile, nodding.

“And if you want to be here off the clock, you are not a houseguest. You don’t just sit sound and expect to be catered to. Consider yourself a contributing member of the household. Roll up your sleeves and see what needs doing around here. Let’s give them some time and room to figure out what Jo needs.”

***

Matty felt his heart shatter into a million pieces inside his chest when he walked into their bedroom and saw Jo, hugging the duvet, with tears in her eyes.

He rushed over to her, but as he reached for her hand, he recalled all the times that he’d tried to initiate any form of physical intimacy over the last few weeks —a hug, a cuddle, a kiss, sex— only for her to turn him down. He pulled away, hesitant, and not wanting to pressure her into anything. He wasn’t sure if these attempts were his way of trying to comfort her or if it was himself who needed the comforting. He would never think that he could possibly understand what she was going through, but, he couldn’t deny that he needed her, too. So much so that he was certain a simple touch from her would bring him to his knees.

“Jo, Darling,” he whispered, “fuck. You have no idea how much I wish I could kiss you right now.“

Jo blushed as if it were the first time that he had ever looked at her that way.

“Your mom- Denise, she…well, she and I talked. I don’t think I’m okay, Matty.”

He sat on the bed, looking at her. She was a shell of the person that he’d fallen in love with. “It’s alright, baby-“

“How can it be alright? I’m a mother! I- I’m a danger to my own child. When I should be her first and fiercest protector!” Jo yelled, sobbing into her own hands.

The sound of her crying was worse than a knife to Matty’s chest.

“Well, it’s a good thing she’s got me, then, isn’t it?” Matty pulled her into his lap, laying her head against him.

“I love her…” Jo tried to convince herself of her own words “ I want to love her.”

“Course, you do, Jo. You’re just not able to feel much of anything right now. Because of what you’re going through. But, we’ll fix it. I promise. We will.” He planted a kiss to her head “I’m sorry, honey. I’m really sorry I let it get this bad.”

“Matty, it’s not your fault-“

“No, it is. I- I thought that I was being a good dad by prioritizing Sophia over you. I thought it was what I was supposed to do. I thought it was what was best for us all.” She felt Matty’s tears dripping down onto her hair. “But it’s you, Jo. You’re what’s best for all three of us. Sophia and I need you. We’re nothing without you.”

Jo wished she had the will or capacity to comfort him, to want to hold her daughter in her arms. She knew it must be difficult on him, and she hated being a source of his pain.

“I’m sorry, Matty-“

“No!” She felt him stiffen. “Don’t. Don’t apologize. You’ve got nothing to be sorry for, you hear me? You’re not alone. Neither are Sophia and I. Look how many people it took to get us to talk” he giggled at the thought. “Look how many people love you and want to support you.”

He saw the beginnings of a smile on her face. “Carly has practically started a catering business trying to feed us. You should see our kitchen. It’s never been this stocked up even when we’re both at home.”

Jo let out a small chuckle, the first since Sophia was born.

To Matty, that small sound was like finding water in the middle of wandering the desert.

***

Matty walked up and down room at the pace that he had discovered was most comfortable for baby Sophia to nap. He rocked her gently in his arms whispering, “you’re gonna be a sweet quiet girl yeah? Look at mommy. She’s so pretty when she’s asleep next to your crib, don’t you think, Soph? You take after her, that’s for certain. Let’s go get mommy a blanket, yeah? Shall we? Look at you! Taking care of mommy already. Bestest baby in the world, you are.”

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roadkillremi · 2 years ago

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Your Dom!Randy smut is killing me in the best way, I need more of it but what if reader is a little bit of a brat (I just need brat tamer Randy for my soul)

Yessss. College Randy is on my mind... So it's gonna be college Randy.

Brat.

Dom!Randy X F!Reader

(^ I imagine this is his face in most of the fic. ^)

MasterList

Summary : Randy and Reader experiment in the bed.

Warning : MINORS DNI, language, mentions Tatum's death, mentions Tom cruises penis, unprotected sex, degraded, praised, tied up, Dom!Randy, name calling ; slut, brat, orgasm denial.

If you liked being called a slut and told what to do in a romantic way this is for you.

In the beginning of Randy and your relationship you were the dominant one. You were Randy's first and helped him navigate how to pleasure you. Over the course of the summer after graduating he had a bit of a glow up. His ego also boosted a bit, which isn't a bad thing for him. But as his ego boosted he wanted to dominate in bed or in general.

In class when you sat by him his hand was on your thigh constantly. He'd sometimes squeeze your thigh giving you a soft smile. You'd smile back at him before returning your attention to class. After class he'd wrap his arm around you, holding you close to him.

"What do you wanna do tonight?" Randy asked as opened the door outside for you. You hummed to yourself, "I heard there's a new diner in town.". Randy nodded, "I don't feel like going out. Is that okay?". You grabbed his hand, "I guess... What do you want to do?".

"We can always watch a movie." He suggested. You gave him a look, "You chose the most stupid movies.". He looked at you a bit offended, "Whoa! Okay Miss. The Craft is good.".

"it is! I know you think it tried to be a horror movie but it's good!" You defended quickly. Randy raised an eyebrow at you, "Sure. Then what movie?".

"nothing with Jamie Lee Curtis tits." You snapped. He laughed under his breath, "why? Jealous?". You rolled your eyes and sat on a bench under a tree.

"No. I just.. don't want you looking at her tits." You explain. He just grins, "sounds like jealousy.". You rolled your eyes, "Well what movie, Mr. I have a superior movie taste.". Randy gave you a look and leaned in closer.

"And you think yours is better? Remember when you'd try to see Tom Cruise's penis in those movies with Tatum?". You smiled at the thought of the memory.

"that was different.. Tatum was.." you trailed off. Randy realized what he said and cupped your cheek.

"Sorry.. I.. I know Tatum was your friend.". You softly smiled, "It's fine. But uh... What movie?".

"Uh.." he leaned back into the bench. You looked up at him, "Black Christmas?..". He nodded, "Sure. It'll do!". You smiled, "your dorm or mine?".

"Paul is studying so yours." Randy got up grabbing your hand. You both walked to your dorm. As you walked into the building other girls looked at the two of and snickered a bit.

"why are they laughing?" Randy whispered. You smirked, "they think we're hooking up.". You unlocked your door letting Randy in, "Sydney's busy so..". Randy laid on your bed, "Mm.. your beds so comfy..".

"that's cause I wash my sheets unlike you." You say with a smug smile as you sit on the edge of the bed. He sits up leaning close to your face.

"you're so mean." He jokes. You smiled and kiss him, "I'm just playing..". He gets up and puts the VHS in the TV. You sit cris cross on the bed watching him. He looked around your side of the room as he waited for the TV to load. His eyes widen as he spits a lacey ribbon poking out the drawer. You also notice it at the same time you get up and shove it in the drawer.

"Sorry- I just...uh. it was something I bought." You rambled. Randy raised his eyebrow and opened the drawer, "Is that?..".

"No." You close the drawer. He glances up at you, "What are you hiding?" He softly laughed.

"Randy it's just something I bought!" You whined.

"then let me see.." he leaned down close to your face. You huffed, "You can't.. laugh..". He smiles, "I'd never laugh.".

"You said that last time!" You crossed your arms. He smiled, "I'm sorry! You asked me to degrade you I was taken a bit back!" He laughed. You gave him a look, "you're laughing right now.".

"okay okay... I'm sorry. I won't laugh." He took a deep breath. You opened the drawer pulling out the ribbon and a rope tying brochure.

"Where'd you find this?.." he grabbed it looking through it. You looked away, "Some friends.. we went to.. a.. uh- bdsm.. store..". Randy looked into your eyes, "Do you like being..tied up?..".

"I don't know.. I just wanted to.. try something new.." you softly said. Randy nodded, "we can do that..". You bit your lip, "are you sure?..".

"Just tell me what you want to try.." Randy leaned against the dresser. You smiled, "Well.. have you ever heard of.. being brat.. in bed..?..". Randy went silent, "You're already a brat-".

"Am not!" You huffed. He stared at you, "oh really?- So that time when you got mad I had to work so you pleased yourself when I asked you not to? Oh! Or just an hour ago trying to pick a movie?". You went silent your face going pink, "Exactly." Randy whispered.

"That's different." You sat on your bed crossing your arms. Randy sighed walking towards you, "Sorry. Fine.. you're not a brat.". You stare at him, "well when you say it like that.." you complain. He grinned, "You're doing it now, baby.".

"Fine. Whatever! I just wanna try it.. officially.". You roll your eyes. Randy leaned down, "Well not with that attitude.".

Your stomach knotted, he already began. You shifted back some, "I mean.. we don't have to.." Randy added. He fiddled with the ribbon in his hand.

"I wanna try.." you say softly. He smiles and squats down to eye level. You observe the features of his face. His lips parted slightly twisting to a smile.

"Good." He grabs the remote and plays the movie.

"Background noise-" he explains putting the remote down. He proceeds to close the curtains and looks back at you and wiggles his eyebrows. You roll your eyes and smile. He walks over and playfully takes off his jacket tossing it.

"You're so stupid.." you whisper. He smiles, "you enjoy it.." he proceeds to crawl on top of you laying you down. You kissed him running your hands through his short hair. He leans up and grabs the ribbon from the night stand.

"Is tying up crossing a boundary?" He asked . You look up at him, "No. It's alright.". He nods, "Making sure.". He leans down to kiss you, you grab onto him wrapping your arms around his neck. He grabs your arms taking it off him. Your eyes widen, "Why'd you do that?".

"Because I can." He smiled. You knitted your eyebrows together and reached for him. He grabbed your wrist, "Touch me again. I'll tie your pretty little wrist up.". He kissed your hand before placing it down. You scoffed causing him to raise his eyebrow.

"Something you wanna add?" He asked leaning back.

"I... I just think it's amusing. Before college you wouldn't dare do this. Hell you were practically addicted to my boobs!" You smirked. Randy blankly stared at you, you smiled.

"Come on. You used to beg me to give you head... Why would I follow your orders?" You sat up leaning towards him. He looked down at you, he then grinned.

"Yeah. That's true. But who also begged for my dick that one day? You were so needy... You called me from work begging me to come to your house." He leaned forward placing his arms on the side of your body.

"I mean even the night after prom. You practically were cock drunk. You wanted me to keep going and going.." he smiled gently kissing your neck.

"Even now.. I bet you're so heated up.." he glances up at you. You close your legs together, "You wish-" you mumbled. He leaned back up, "Oh so you're not?..".

He slid your shorts and underwear down in one motion. He parted your legs open looking down at your heat. He smiled, "Mm.. you are enjoying this.". You tried to close your legs back but held your thighs tightly.

"You're really close to being tied up." He warned. You gave him a look, "You couldn't even do it... Not with that flimsy thing.". You nodded towards the ribbon, he looked down at it.

"You're right." He said standing up. He unbuckled his belt and slid it off his pants. He grabbed it walking to the side of the bed frame.

"This will do." He smiled grabbing your wrists. You tried to yank your wrists away from him. He held them tightly as he put his knee gently on your hip. He tightly your wrists to the bedframe. He yanked the belt to check it, he got up and looked down at you.

"Don't think I can do it?" He smiled. You closed your legs and stared up at him. He smirked, "So pathetic." He hummed. You huffed, "I'm not pathetic..". He grinned, "Of course not. You're just tied up like a toy.".

"I am not your toy." You spat. He sat down on your bed, "So what are you then?". You went silent staring up at him. He opened your legs back up smiling down at you. He unzipped his jeans taking himself out. He smiled and put your legs on his left shoulder. He thrust himself between your thighs slightly going through your folds. You whined looking up at him, "What is it?" He asked.

"Stop teasing." You mumbled. He smiled, "Oh like you don't tease me." He continued to fuck your thighs. You pushed your hips towards him wanting more. He stopped and gripped your hips pushing them down.

"Now you want me to use you? What do you want, huh? Stop acting like a little slut." Randy smiled. You whined leaning back, "not a slut" you whispered. He grinned, "Sure.".

"What is it you want?" He added. You looked away from him, he grabbed your chin making you look at him.

"What is it?" He asked again, this time more stern. You sighed, "I.. I want you.".

"I know that. What exactly do you want?" He smiled. You pulled on your wrists, "to untie me.".

"Not a chance." Randy said quickly. You whined, "I want.. I want you to fuck me.". He tilted his head, "Please?" He implied for you to say.

"you don't have to say please to me." You smiled. Randy grabbed your jaw, "Don't act like I won't leave you here with a vibrator tied to your clit. No matter how overstimulated you get. I'll leave before Sydney finds you all tied up. How does that sound?". Your eyes widen, "Y-you wouldn't..". Randy got up grabbing your vibrator from a drawer.

"I would." He smiled turning it on. You shook your head, "Please don't.". He turned it off and placed it on the bed. Randy sat back on the bed and parted your legs.

"Done being brat?" He asked glancing up.

"I guess.. for now." You say with a grin. He leaned over your body, your face inches away from each other.

"Are. You. Done?"

"..Yeah." you whisper. He looked at your face a bit confused, " 'yeah'?".

"Yes, Randy." You whisper softly. He gave you a quick peck before sitting up.

"Good.." he watched your body stiffen waiting for the 'good girl'. He just grinned and rubbed his finger along your folds.

"So wet.. all for me?" He smiled. You gave him a look, "No it's for Tom Cruise.". Randy returned you a look and turned on the vibrator.

"I'm joking!" You quickly shouted. He turned it off and laid on his stomach. He softly kissed your lower abdomen.

"you have such a cute stomach.." he mumbled as he kissed it. You watched him and slowly wrapped your legs around his upper torso. He smiled moving your legs, he placed your thighs on his shoulder. He parted your folds with his tongue. He dragged it through while looking up at you. You shivered at the feeling, he buried his face into you. His tongue entered and swirled around. Soon his fingers joined, he reached for your vibrator turning it on and laying it on your clit. It all became too much for you to handle. Your body tensed up and your legs tightened around him, he stopped and sat up. You whined loudly, he smiled and turned the vibrator off.

"N-no.." you breathed heavily. He looked down at your body, "Yes.".

"I.. I didn't even come.." you complained. He smiled, "poor thing.". You glared at him, "That's not gonna help you." He smirked.

"please Randy." You mumbled. He blankly looked at you, "I don't fuck brats.". A whimper left your lips, "I'm..I'm not a brat! I'm just needy!" You shouted. Randy just stared at you, "If you wanna be fucked so bad. Learn to shut the fuck up.". You huffed, "Sorry." You whispered.

"Hm? What'd you say?" He leaned in. You stared at him, "I said... Sorry-" you groaned. He smiled, "You don't sound sorry.".

"I'm sorry." You say lightly. He smirked, "Good girl.". You yanked your wrists immediately wanting to pounce on him. He laughed, "You like being called a good girl?". You nod, "Well just act like one and you'll be called one." He added. He bites his lip thinking, "I have an idea...".

"what is it?" You ask. He looks at you a bit seriously, "would you be okay with me tying your hands to your knees?". Your face went red, "Yeah..". He smiled and went to your closet pulling out another belt.

"Now if you play your cards right.. you might get exactly what you want.." he whispered as he undid his belt. You shook your wrists letting them relax.

"just tell me when you're ready." He whispers watching you. You move your wrists around and then nod, "Ready.". He kisses your forehead before buckling your wrist to the side of your knee. He went to the other side and did the same. He proceeded to help turn you over on your knees.

"Need a pillow, baby?" He asks, rubbing your back. "No.." you whisper, he goes behind you and rubs your ass gently. You fluttered your eyes closed waiting for him. He slowly thrusted in and didn't move. You tightened around him, "Randy.." you whined.

"Hm?"

"More...".

"Ask nicely." He groaned. You sighed, "Please give me more..". He smiled and continued to thrust. He thrust a decent rhythm watching you move your hips back.

"R-randy?"

"Y-yeah?" He breathed heavily. You smirked, "I need more..". Randy leaned down his hands traveling up your shirt cupping your breasts. He took long thrusts slamming into you every time. You groaned moaning into the bed.

"That's it.. now say you're a filthy brat." He whispered in your ear. You leaned up a bit, "W-wha?". He grabbed your hair pulling it up so your head is by his.

"You heard me.. don't act so innocent." He kissed your neck. You moaned softly, "I'm a filthy.. brat..". He smiled, "Good girl.". He thrusted quickly chasing his release. He finished before you had the chance. He leaned against you breathing heavily. You whined and looked over at him.

"Sorry.. I had to punish you for your attitude somehow." He smiled before kissing your cheek.

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legacyofafox · 1 year ago

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Hey guys guess what I just wrote...

...The answer is a Dislikeables one shot. (Not gonna lie I dislike using the name nowadays because not good feeling, maybe I give it another name at some point. I also probably will not often write one, since other projects. Depends what I feel like.)

You ask yourself why after I said I'm not gonna work on it for now? Good question!

Let me tell you the answer on it. Earlier I read a comment of a reader of the fanfic and it got me thinking. Why don't I try to not associate it with it on Ao3? Why am I don't associate it with Tumblr?

And there it started it got tempting to test it. And there we are! A one shot with Bartolomeo the Cannibal (he is probably a bit out of character, but hey it was a test and I'm satisfied!)

I hope it's okay I mention you Punkrotten, somehow your comment made me really think. So thank you.

Now enough talking and I give you the one shot. It's rated 18+, so care. Tho it's not as dirty as other ones I wrote, also a long time I wrote smut.

Enjoy!

***

You were lying with Nami in the Sun to tan yourself. Since you were lying on your back, the bikini top was opened, you absolutely want to get a tan evenly.

At some point you actually fell asleep and the moment you woke up again you felt hands on your back.

Looking half asleep to who it was. You actually saw someone unexpected. It was Bartolomeo the Cannibal and he creamed your back with a sunblock in.

“How did you come on the ship?” Asking him and looking around you saw none of your friends. Nami’s chair was empty.

“Same Island we docked on.” Bartolomeo said he kept cream in your back.

As he moved a bit up to cream in your shoulders you realised something. He had an erection. And it definitely wasn't to overseen, it looked huge. To be honest you always thought he had a small one, it definitely surprised you. On the other hand he was also a tall man, so it made sense you thought.

The question was now whether to mention it or not. Would it make him get red as a tomato when you would mention it? It was tempting. So you just did it.

“Bartolomeo, your pants.” Waiting for him to get your words' meaning.

His reaction was to stop and to look down at it. Almost like he had to see what it was for himself.

At that moment you also tried to pull your legs under him away but that move made your butt being pressed at his erection. And damn was that one seriously huge. To your dismay it actually made you remember how long you hadn't had sex anymore. And how desperate you felt.

You couldn't believe what you were about to do. Starting to rub yourself against his pants as you hide your face in your arms.

It definitely didn't feel enough, you wanted more. Absolutely not caring about anyone would see you by that point.

As you had this thought you actually felt how you got pulled further back by your hips and his erection felt more pushed against your intim area.

Looking down your body you actually saw he had opened his pants and was now rubbing his bare penis at your still covered area. It definitely felt better and more firm.

As you got more and more wet, the more you moaned and pushed yourself more against it. If he didn't stop before you could come.

Making you let an unpleasant noise out. “Why do you-” Before you could finish your question you felt his finger pushed your bikini pants by side. And before you could say anything else he pushed his erected penis inside you and not waited long until he started thrusting rough and fast. You had to hold yourself steady for not slipping off. It was definitely easier said than done.

The moment you had slipped he actually pulled you back and stood up with you, leaving your top lying on the chair you laid on. It also was the first time you came and he too. Since he hasn't used a condom you felt the warm cum inside you, but you couldn't care less at that moment.

As you were resting you felt how he still was hard inside you and that he had other plans as resting. Walking with you to the railing he placed you there and started to trust inside you again.

After a while he actually stopped to rip your bikini pants and throw them away.

It all ended in him coming five times and you about seven times, because of the overstimulation. Your legs in between were a sticky mess the same as your back and chest. He seriously had cum almost everywhere on your body. And he wasn't done, he literally was a last time jerking off and that on your face.

For a while it was silent and you only heard your breath until you heard your friend's voices, it looked like they came back from a possible shopping trip.

Taking your last strength to quickly run to the bathroom to get rid of all evidence. It took a while to clean you fully. He definitely did a number on you.

Completely feeling drained after your bath you took your exhausted body to go into your room you shared with Robin and Nami and lay down on your bed.

“I think I may keep him as my personal dildo.” Saying before sleep took you over. He definitely made you feel good. It felt worth it.

#fanfic #fanfiction #one piece #ao3 #writing #be proud of yourself #The Dislikeables #bartolomeo the cannibal

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new-jersey-high · 1 year ago

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Escape

The next few weeks weren't too eventful for Carlos. Niff would show up, he would help her manage her dyslexia, and she would 'motivate' him to help him get better in Mr. Jackson's class.

Niff's soft breasts were wrapped around Carlos' cock with its head - just barely sticking out - being sucked off by her mouth. It popped out of her mouth as she asked him a question about homework.

"U-Uh… homework?" Carlos reiterated, still in a daze.

"You told me that the answer was 'syphilis blankets', and we're on World War I; are you still so blinded by your dick and balls that you can't remember what you studied?" As he failed to sputter out an answer, she stood up, grabbed the pile of flash cards he made himself, and handed them to him. "Look over these again, and focus."

"R-right."

"Good." She went back to her knees, as Carlos looked over the notes.

"Th-the treaty of Versailles was... in..." He focused until he gave the answer. "June… 28th, 1919."

Carlos waited as Niff checked the answer. It was a painfully long time as she concentrated and used the methods she'd learned on the letters that made the words that made the answer.

"Okay, good." She returned to her former position - her breasts around his cock. "Next card." She began to stroke him while reciting the next question and, upon finishing it, began to lick and suck on the bellend.

"The… hah~... death of… archduke…. Ferdinand, started… World War One."

As they continued, they lost track of time, as well as forgot to lock the door. She began to recite the next question, before beginning fellatio again and Carlos giving her the answer. At that exact moment, the door swung open to reveal his mother, whose face read of shock, surprise, anger, and, for the briefest of seconds, vindication.

"What the fuck is going on here?!" She shouted. Before he could explain, his mom grabbed Niff's hair and pulled it off and away from her son. "Is THIS what you've been fucking doing with my son?!"

"M-Mom, I can explain-"

"What are you going to explain?! How this chaotic little whore has been avoiding her tutoring duties and sucking your penis?!" She pulled Niff out of the room. "Get the fuck out!"

"Ah, fuck; let me go! Let me go, you crazy bitch!" Niff tried to pull herself free, but only felt Carlos' mother continue to pull on her hair.

"No, Mom; let her go! I swear I can explain!"

However, Carlos' pleas and eventual threats fell on deaf ears, as his mother and Niff continued to scrape, scratch, and fight against one another.

Niff and Carlos' mother's fight made its way out his bedroom door, of which Niff was violently thrown out. "Leave my house, you gross slut!"

There was a pause that Carlos felt lasted an eternity. He exchanged glances with Niff, and thought she would say something. However, she just took a breath "Fine, you fuckin' bitch; fuck you!" She turned away and began to step down the stairs. Shocked by the scene in front of him, Carlos was snapped back into the moment when his mother slammed the door. He looked over and saw her pulling out a phone. "I'm calling the cops and I'll make sure that whore never goes anywhere near you ever again. I knew I was right about her. Nothing but fucking trouble."

"Mom-"

"How could she be anything but? You saw how she was dressed in those spooky black clothes all the time, making her look like a whore!"

Carlos' hands balled, as he heard his mother talk.

"Not even to mention that she totaled my car!"

"Fuck you," he muttered.

"What?"

"I said 'FUCK YOU', Mom!" He went after Niff, and slammed the door behind him as well. "NIFF!"

As he ran out, he saw his... he saw Niff, sauntering out of the neighborhood, who was unable to grab her shirt before she left. Nevertheless, she sauntered with her head held high, and her tits fully out, an aura of murder surrounding her.

Carlos managed to catch up to Niff. "Niff, I am so, so sorry; my mom's-"

"A fucking bitch; yeah, I know." As she stopped, she crossed her arms, achieving ample cleavage catching Carlos' attention, before he looked her in the eyes.

"Yeah..." He paused, before he began to strip off his shirt-

"Here."

-And handed her the shirt. Not having any other options, she was quick to put it on, and while it did eventually fit covering the 'offending' body parts, there was a bit of a stretch that warped the decal on its front - or at least, it would have, if Carlos were allowed to have any decal t-shirts.

There was moment where neither of them spoke, that nevertheless spoke volumes. Finally, Carlos broke the silence.

"Do... do you wanna get back at her?"

Niff scoffed. "I'm already listening for the cops, and I don't think actually attacker would do me any good." She looked off to the middle distance, eyeing down the backroad that ran against the neighborhood. "I think your mom might've been right... about me. I'm a bad person. I've stolen shit and beaten people up. I stole my mom's car and crashed it into yours'." Here eyes started to water, but her face remained stoic. "Maybe I should just go back to doing that." She looked back at him. "Every time I try to change or improve, it's always the fuckin' same; I'm knocked down a peg, and I end up back in the gutter."

"No, no; she's a Karen, and everyone knows it." He looked around and was fortunately met with no one and nothing but the sound of crickets. He then looked back at Niff. "Niff, if you can deal with me for just a bit longer, I can- I am going to make this shit worth it."

She gave Carlos an inquisitive demeanor. "And how's that gonna work? I don't think I'll be allowed back into your house again."

"No, no; hold on." He took a moment to gather the courage to say his next line of thought.

"Niff Weston," Carlos said, as he held both her hands. "Do you... wanna go out with me?"

Her demeanor shifted and her eyes slowly widened. "Huh?"

"Listen, your mom's been dropping you off for the last month, we've been in a closed room, you're hot, so…" he shrugged. "I figure the cops would believe it."

She looked him up and down. She saw his tanned and slender build, which had the thinnest glint of sweat. "Okay."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I'll go out with you. You're a dork... but it's kinda cute."

"Alright." he paused, studying Niff's face, before he gave her a quick peck on the cheek, causing her to raise her eyebrow.

"That's it?" I've had your dick in my mouth. I deserve at least some tongue."

"I'm sorry I just didn't wa-" Carlos' sentence was cut short as Niff pulled him in by the chin into a wet, sloppy kiss. Her tongue slid into his mouth, and her breasts - which were braless underneath the borrowed shirt - squished against his bare chest. Their tongues danced and collided until Niff detached, slurping back a trail of spit connecting their mouths.

"How was that?" She asked, a subtle smile creeping onto her face. "First time?"

"U-Uh, y-yeah." He wiped the remaining spit off from the sides of his mouth. "Uhm, so... we're dating now, then." He paused until he realized he had been smiling like an idiot this whole time. As he stopped smiling, he returned to the moment. "So, what's out story, then?"

"What story?"

"Like..." Carlos paused. "I mean, sure we can lie and say that we've been dating this whole time, but like, the cops don't know us; what's the story?"

"No."

"What?"

Niff's slight smile dropped. "Look, if I'm ever near a cop, I'm gonna be through." She paused. "Let's just go to my house until things cool down."

"Okay." The two walked off, Niff doing her best to keep them off the main road on the chance that someone would be looking for them until it was dark out, which led Carlos through various patches of woods and forest, an abandoned construction site, and a seedy park. Thankfully for him, however, he was forced to be on a hiking team back in middle school and - despite his insistence otherwise - did enjoy it enough to continue hiking for a few more years.

Eventually, they made it back to Niff's house, which Carlos would tell was in a notably shady part of town. On the property's overgrown lawn that grew onto the sidewalk, , there was an old and rusting pickup truck that visibly had the bumpers taped on with various types of tape. Nearby, on the gravel parking lot, was an old brown sedan with a large gash in the front. He could tell that the building in front of him had seen better days. He could tell that the vehicles in front of him had seen better days.

He was unsure if Niff had seen better days.

As he looked up, he saw that the bushes that lined the bottom of the porch overgrew onto it. The wood of the actual porch was so cracked that it'd probably creak with a gentle summer's breeze. The railing hung loosely with one side loose from its socket and the other missing chunks.

As he began to step on the porch, he felt his weight shift substantially and dangerously. However, the wooden door looked as damaged as the porch; beaten, scratched, and chipped with what used to be green paint peeling off and turning into a mulch color. As Carlos continue to observe, he saw there were small holes lined up on the wall next to the door, leading to the windows that were cracked in some places and completely shattered in others, seemingly only barely secured in place out of pure spite.

Niff put a key in the rusted lock and opened the door.

"Hey, sugartits," a male voice said from inside, "how's my favorite sl-" A man in a greasy wifebeater and with a scraggly beard that let Carlos know that he'd been probably 'out of work' for the last year. However, the amount of beers let him know that the 'probably' was more closely related to 'definitely'.

"Oh," the man said, disappointed. "It's you." He paused as he looked Carlos up and down. "Who's the beaner?"

"He's from school," she said dully. "We're gonna study in my room."

"You? Study?!" He began to guffaw, his mouth opening and letting out a putrid and cloying smell of alcohol, chewing tobacco, and a general lack of dental hygiene.

Niff's neutral demeanor gave a fiery aura that seemed to burn. Nevertheless, the only thing Carlos could actually see was her scowling and baring it.

"Good luck trying, beaner!" He cracked up laughing at his own low-effort racism.

"Yes, sir." Carlos chuckled nervously, before Niff pulled him away by the wrist upstairs. On the way, he saw trash on the staircase, trash on the landing, and a strange wet spot in the carpet leading down the hallway. She threw open one of the doors and rushed the two of them in, before she closed and locked the door behind them.

"Sorry," she said, "Mitch wouldn't like it if we were dating."

"Ah." Carlos paused. "So, how long do you wanna hide out in here, then?"

"That's... that's as far as I've thought. I don't know." She gave a sheepish shrug. "We're back to square one, I think... though your mom's probably gonna be freaking out soon, for sure."

"Yeah, but I can just say that I'm not going back. Your… dad…" he said, unsure if it was her dad. "…can take the brunt when they come for us, and we just change our names."

"Stepdad," Niff clarified. "Mitch isn't my real dad. He'd never do something nice for me or my mom. He'd actually sooner turn us in to anybody looking for us if it'd make us laugh."

"Oh..." Carlos thought about the situation from as many angles as he could, before he spoke. "Then... I guess we wait him out, and we head back out, until we find my cousin; he'd probably be able to help."

"Your cousin?"

"Yeah, the one I told you about."

As she seemed to look through him, he realized. "Oh, right, I never said; he's like, in his thirties and lives upstate."

"How far upstate?" she asked.

"Like..." Carlos began to do the math in his head. "About an hour, maybe two?" He gave a hopeful look before he remembered-

"By car, though."

Niff groaned. "This is hopeless," she said, deflating. "Just... go home. I'll see you at school if I'm not arrested for either 'assaulting' you or wrecking your mom's car."

"No." he grabbed her hand. "Niff, my mom's crazy, and your… Mitch doesn't look any better. My cousin is going to be worth it, I promise."

"I said-" she snatched her hand back. "Go." her voice was a low gravel and her eyes were daggers, but only lasted a second, as she immediately dropped the demeanor, her features softening. "I don't want anything to happen to you, just because you got involved with me."

"No, I want y- I want to be involved with you." Carlos' heart beat fast.

"Why?" As she let her anger ebb away, her tone denoted a genuine interest in knowing his answer, as well as a sorrow based on her expectation of the answer. "I'm just... I'm mean, and dumb, and... and all I am is trouble." Her eyes began to water as she looked away. "You shouldn't wanna be involved with me."

"Because... because..." his foot tapped as he looked past her shoulder to the door. "Uhm... does the door actually lock?"

Barely," she answered.

Carlos sighed. He got up, looked around Niff's room, and was met with a bed, dressers, and a closet with a mirror in front. On the bigger dresser, there were melted candles that had seeped into it, as well as a cheap looking television with the VCR slot. Below it were various video tapes, all seemingly untouched. On the smaller dresser, there was a stereo radio with a CD slot, with a stack of CDs next to it, with names Carlos couldn't quite make out. Within those CDs, however, seemed to be legible handwriting that had recordings of library books read aloud. While there was much dust in the house, Carlos saw that Niff's room - especially her corner of tapes and CDs - was dust-free.

"Alright." He went back to Niff and kissed her. "I... I think I love you, Niff."

Niff, not knowing what else to do, kissed him back, though her kiss seemed to be more aggressive than romantic, as if his confession of love filled her with a hope that she hadn't known for a long time, and her kiss was in defiance of Mitch, of Carlos' mom, of everyone who thought she wasn't worth shit.

As she moved back from the kiss, she locked eyed with Carlos, who looked at her with an astounded expression.

"I take it that you love me back?"

Niff paused as she took in what she had done, and where she found herself, both physically and mentally.

"I... like you, is all I can say right now." She held his hand. "I want you around."

"Okay." Carlos nodded, as he heard and understood her answer. "Yeah; I think I can manage that." He paused. "I'm gonna call my cousin and have him pick us up at the end of the street; sound good?"

Niff nodded. "Yeah, okay." As she stood up, she took off his shirt and handed it to Carlos, before heading to her dresser, grabbing a new bra and shirt, and put them on.

"Thanks." He put on his shirt again, and noticed that it smelled like her. He turned on his phone, and - after swiping past all the missed calls of his mother, and outright blocking her number - called his cousin's number.

"Hey, Carlitos; wassup?" his voice said.

"Hey, Chucho, I need your help, bad; my mom-"

"Uhp; say no more. Just tell me when and where, and I got'chu."

"Uhh, yeah; gimme a sec." He turned to Niff. "Hey, what's the name of this neighborhood?"

"Hoplite Lane," she answered.

"Hoplite Lane," he repeated.

"Oh, yeah; I'm like, actually twenty minutes away. Gimme about ten and I'll be there. Peace!"

Before anything could be said by Carlos, Chucho hung up.

"What'd your cousin say?"

"Ten minutes."

"That's... actually really nice," Niff said, as she grabbed a duffel bag and started throwing clothes and personal items into it.

"Yeah; kinda curious why he's in the area, though."

"I try not to think about stuff like that," Niff said, not looking up, as she continued packing.

"Yeah," Carlos said, putting away his phone, "it's probably for the best."

The strong aura of dread and decay permeates the house as Niff finished with her clothes selection. Afterwards, she started on toiletries as well as a couple of keepsakes, one of which was a picture of a girl. The girl looked like Niff, but it wasn't her.

Not anymore.

This girl looked happier. This girl was happier. She was in the arms of her mother and father, who looked nothing like Mitch. Among them, there was another girl.

"Alright, I think he's gonna be here in about five minutes, so-"

Carlos caught a sight of Niff having a moment.

"I'll uh, just…"

He moved to unlock the door as quietly as he could. As he did, the door opened from the hinged being screwed in incorrectly. This led him to hear a commotion that came from a room downstairs, sounding like wild banging and drunken ramblings.

"Hey, uh, Niff?" he asked in a whisper. "Is that normal?"

She sighed. "Yeah. We just have to be quiet getting out; he won't notice." She zipped up the duffel bag, and wiped her tears. "I'm ready to leave. Let's go."

"Alright, then." As he went down the stairs, Carlos saw what all the commotion was about. He saw Mitch rambling and raving at a news station with a large bottle in his hand and two cigarettes in his mouth; one in each corner, spewing out mostly nonsense and only a few choice slurs directed at people whose skin color tones weren't porcelain.

Niff, focused on leaving and leaving as little of herself behind as possible, was light on her feet, despite her boots The old stairs - which looked in about the same condition as the porch outdoors - did not creak; a practiced gait.

As they made it out of the house, with Niff following Carlos close behind, Carlos saw a truck waiting at the end of the street, which was a few houses down. Niff carefully closed and locked the door behind her, a thud and sound of shatters heard from inside. Niff turned to meet where Carlos was looking at.

"Is that your cousin's truck?" she asked.

"Uhm, I think so," he answered, unsure. It had been several years since he had seen any of his family members in person, though he had been aware of them, when he had a letter placed inside his locker once and gave him his maternal family's real name, as well as a number that belonged to Chucho.

"Alright, then; let's go."

"Okay." As they walked down the street, the truck's lights went out and drove at them at a snail's pace. As both approached each other, and the truck came more clearly into focus, Carlos could finally see a familiar face. Well, familiar in that he'd seen the face on Facebook lining up with the story the person texted him about.

"Chucho," he said, with a slight smile.

As Niff came out behind Carlos, and the window was level with them, she was able to make out a handsome dark-skinned man; darker than any she'd seen at her predominantly white school, but not necessarily black, she knew that much.

"Hey, cuz," the man said, with a toothy grin, "how's it hangin?"

"It's uhm… well, my mom caught… us having sex, and she was gonna call the cops."

"Ah, the ol' 'Santa Clara', huh?" Chucho chuckled at the inside joke.

"Yeah, so… I mean, we're both adults, so there's nothing she can really do now, right?"

"Well, there's gonna be some paperwork we'll have to get, but don't worry; I'll just take you to my place, and we'll figure it out next week."

"Cool."

There was a pause as his eyes looked over to Niff. "So, is this the girlfriend?"

Carlos nodded quickly and Chucho nodded slowly in understanding. "Nice to meet you, girl."

Seeing her stay quiet, he added, "Don't worry; I'm not gonna bite."

“I’m Niff. Nice to meet you too, thanks.”

"Niff." he repeated it to think about where the name might've come from. "I'm Chucho." The door unlocked. "Alright, primo; ladies first."

Carlos stepped aside and let Niff step inside to the truck. However, when Carlos got in behind her, her thighs were pressed into the side, making her quick to put her bag in between her legs.

"Okay; you both strapped in?"

As the two of them nodded, Chucho gave another toothy grin, though one that carried a more chaotic intent. "Alright, hold on tight, then-" He turned on the high beams, and sped off while he began blaring a heavy rock version of "La Cucaracha". While Carlos was caught off-guard by the sudden change and his cousin's maniacal laughter at all the neighbors poking out their heads, Niff was calm and vibed with the music.

After they cleared the street and made it onto the highway, Chucho killed the high beams, and turned down the music. "So, Niff, what's the deal? How'd you meet my lil' cousin?"

"Uh, well, I kinda crashed my mom's car into his mom's car, so I had to help him study or his mom would call the cops."

"Ahh, I see, so-" he then looked at Carlos, who had managed to calm down as Chucho went the speed limit again. "you saw her beuatiful face and thought, 'she'll be more than just my tutor'?"

"U-Uh, well, the sex was her idea," he clarified.

"Yeah," Niff corroborated, "turns out I'm dumb as shit and I wasn't gonna actually be able to help him, so I thought, 'he's a guy so his dick's probably distracting him'." She took a beat. "I guess helping him with that's been making the difference, 'cuz it'd been working."

"Yeah, I get that," Chucho said, understanding. He paused. "I dunno how much Carlos told you about me, but I have dyslexia, so words and letters got mixed up in my mind. However, before that I thought it was me being gay that was fucking up my learning."

Niff gave him a quizzical look, though Carlos could almost see a smile forming at the corners of her mouth. "You thought it WAS your dick distracting you?"

"Yeah; I was crushing HARD on this one dude, and I really just wanted to fuck his cute little ass." He smiled.

"Nice, I respect that." Niff took a beat. "I'm being honest, I only really crashed because I looked at the PRNDL and got the 'R' and 'D' mixed up."

Chucho shot a laugh. "Dude, I had the opposite thing; I was getting chased and accidentally went in reverse. Luckily, I learned I was good at speeding backwards."

Niff laughed. "I guess we would've gotten away with it if our brains didn't suck."

"Well, I hate to break it to you, girl, but I actually did get away with it."

Niff raised an eyebrow. "What did you do?"

"So, the guy I was crushin' on was bicurious, so he invited me so that I could suck his dick. Not bad; it was about the normal amount of salty. However, the money shot was when his dad walked in, so I jumped out the window, and hauled ass, before he could catch me." He gave a chuckle which was followed by a sigh. "That's the last time I saw either of them, but MAN, was that fun." There was a slight smile as he thought about it.

Carlos saw as Niff's subtle smile grew wider as she felt a camaraderie with the grown man. "I bet that was exhilarating. Did you crush on anyone else after that?"

"Ehh..." Chucho made a face of uncertainty. "Not really." He paused. "I think if his dad hadn't shown up, we would've become official."

She put a hand on his shoulder. "That sucks, dude; I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's all good," he answered, "I'm an old man now, anyways, and we probably would've broken up after that year."

"Says who?"

"Says the fact that I wouldn't've kept my mouth shut about it, and he was the lead of the theater production 'Pippin' the year before that. People would've found out."

Niff raised an eyebrow. "And this was how long ago?"

"Oh, about..." "fifteen, years ago?"

"So why're you still stuck on it?"

"Oh, trust me; I'm not. I'm just givin' my backstory." Chucho paused. "Or 'lore' as the kids call it nowadays."

"Good." she began to sense a kindred spirit in Carlos' cousin. "So, what helped you read better?"

"Well, I told my parents that I was gay, and they were really supportive. They were New York punks, so it kinda made sense. When my grades didn't improve, they took me to a specialist friend they had who told 'em that I had dyslexia and they helped me manage it."

As Chucho saw Niff's face fall, he added; "I'm sorry if you were lookin' for some more drama, but it was really nothin' special."

Eventually, he pulled into the parking lot of a tall building. Eventually, Niff was able to make out that they were at an apartment complex.

"Well, here we are; home sweet home."

Carlos got out of the truck and stretched out. "Neat. So… are we alone then?"

"Yeah; it's gonna be that way for a few weeks."

Niff soon followed suit, looking at where Chucho parked. While it was leagues better than Mitch's neighborhood, but it was definitely suspiciously empty.

"Oh, don't worry," he said, as he locked the truck. "I know this place looks kinda sketch, but it's got a whole lotta security. No one's goin' in or out without getting found out."

As she heard his comment, she then noticed how... many, security cameras were around. Some in the usual locations of in the corners of ceilings of the inner cove and on the sides of the building. However, she also noticed other cameras giving away their locations atop trash cans and on streetlights by a blinking red light.

As they entered the lobby, she saw the button code system on the door leading into the rest of the building. It had the numbers 3, 4, and 6 worn down. Chucho hit the pin, and a buzzer rang, letting him know the door unlocked. He opened it, and let them in, leading to them hearing pornographic moans of pleasure both male and female.

"Dude, I thought you said we were gonna be alone," Carlos said.

"Oh, yeah; we're alone; like, inside my apartment. These guys just spend the night, but they're gone in the morning."

"Hey, at least it's better to what I usually hear at home," Niff quipped.

"Well, don't worry, either way; cousin Chucho's here to save the day." He did a weird pose that - with his slight paunch and skinny arms and legs - made for a funny visual.

Despite her amusement at the stance, Niff did not laugh. As the three of them stood in silence for a few seconds longer than awkward, Chucho readjusted himself.

"Alright, so lemme just-" Chucho took off his carabiner and flipped through his keys. He passed his car key, jeep key, sedan key, truck key, van key, garage key, trailer key, chain lock key, pass key, skeleton key, gas key, water key, until-

"THERE it is!" He pulled out his house key, which - as Carlos and Niff could tell - was 1) right next to the car key, and 2) nothing like the other keys. He opened the door and turned on the lights, which revealed a living room that only vaguely smelled of weed, but definitely looked like it should smell more.

"Cool; so... where do we sleep?"

"Well, I'll be sleepin' on the couch, and the two of you can share my bed."

Noting Carlos' widened eyes, he added, "it's a big deal."

"I'll take it, no big deal," Niff stated.

"Alright." Chucho gave a medium smile before he turned to the couch. He fished around underneath the couch cushions, until he pulled out a loop that looked like a seatbelt. As he pulled on it, the couch slowly but surely turned itself into a full-sized bed. After a bit of huffing and puffing, he gave a chuckle, which led into a wide grin.

"Man, I never get tired of doin' that."

#carlos allende #jennifer weston #niff #chucho sanchez

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fivechairsthing · 1 year ago

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And if the test criteria is, as mentioned quite a while ago, is even more lax, that it's a fail once there's penetration (even without sperm release), then we perhaps have to look at such an idea even more closely. Because how can we let such an idea escape the basic radar of scrutinising?

Let me see if I get this correct. According to some of the boom crowd, there will be a loss of divinity upon the very act of sexual penetration with the one who knows (随时油时). Are we back to square one, or are we back to square square minus one?

Before penetrate, the penis just outside waiting for the signal, divinity intact, so far so good, signal comes, ascertain, yes, it's indeed a signal because there's a hand, long sexy fingers of intricately designed manicured nails, grasping and trying to guide the presently introverted into the test zone, and upon the touching of the...

Where is the specific site of the test zone? The clit area, the so called hooded kingdom? That once the skin of my dick head kisses upon the hooded kingdom, test failed? Or is it inside? That as soon as my head peeks in through the door, just a peek to have a look, test failed.

Before we get too carried with our imagination, our rather mine, we have to ask ourselves how in these scenarios and more can a divinity be lost?

Remember in this category of test criteria, sperm is not involved. So how can a divinity be lost through mere contact with the test zone, wherever it may be? What is the mechanism?

One will have to assume that somehow the presently introverted (though openly exposed and feeling the fan wind) is involved. Because it's not just contact, for the meeting of any part of my body with the test zone will not, according to this boom crowd, result in the loss of divinity.

Penis (or head) contact with test zone, divinity loss

How?

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iamtheangelofdeath · 1 year ago

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TW MENTION OF SA

A good chunk of my life has been nothing but Hell,somedays I feel like I deserve it because in my eyes I feel like I’m a terrible person while some I think I didn’t and deserve better

My biological father left me when I was about two or three he abandoned me because he wasn’t ready to be a father despite having around ten kids and maybe more all from different women (I’m the second oldest,I’m 22)

I’d constantly get bullied throughout school also. For being fat. For being ugly. Everything under the sun. Yet I’d get in trouble for sticking up for myself. I had no real friends either and I still don’t which is why I’m always online since I only have online friends

At the age of three or four (bear with me my memory is shit) I’d start getting molested by somebody I trusted (well,my moms best friends father whom I considered to be my grandpa seeing as at the time I didn’t have one.). I can remember every fucking detail and each time it makes me sick. It makes me feel used,if it gets to me too much I’ll take a shower and scrub my skin despite it happening years ago. I remember when I’d be in a room alone and he’d wait…he’d wait for the perfect moment to strike that in question was whenever I’d leave said room whether it be to go use the bathroom or go elsewhere then he’d just stand in the doorway,his fat frame blocking any means of escape though at the time I was skinny so I’d try to get past only for him to grab me and fondle me. His disgusting hands would go up my shirt to touch my flat chest (I remember asking him to help me fix a sports bra I was wearing and he did that as well) or slither down my pants or skirt to touch my vagina through my underwear,how long it’d last I’m not sure though he’d eventually stop. I remember being in their son’s room sitting on the bed playing on their GameCube lo and behold here comes that vile pig only this time he has his flaccid penis hanging out from his fly for my innocent eyes to see,I’m forever grateful that I ran out the room when I did otherwise I’m for sure he would’ve deflowered me right then and there if I just stared at him like a deer in headlights. Another time it finally clicked in my head that what he was doing to me was wrong so when he did it yet again I said “no!” to which he said “yes!”. I can’t wrap my head around how somebody could ruin a child’s innocence. I would eventually tell everyone when I was at my aunts having a panic attack when I was proposed the idea of staying the night at her house with her and her boyfriend (I was afraid he’d do what my abuser did to me even tho he would never do that). We went to court for this only for my case to be dropped due to lack of evidence which I suppose I can understand since words don’t really do much but even then why.

He got to live a life as a free man up until he passed away in 2018 despite what he did to me all while it affected me so bad that I was anxious around men,I oversexualized myself on Kik (which got me groomed by so many sick FUCKS),and honestly I started to wonder if I DID make it up since his family said I was lying (no little kid should know what a grown man’s dick looks like nor should they even know about sex or SA but okay-) that and when his wife asked on his deathbed if he did all that to me he said he didn’t to which she sided with him (I’ll always find it ironic how she swore she’d protect her granddaughter from creeps yet never protected me from her predator of a husband since she was too occupied on the computer or watching reruns of MASH in the living room)The trauma from both getting molested AND getting groomed online was so bad that I’d get hostile with mom (hit her,slap her,berate and cuss at her,tell her I hate her) when I was a little girl all the way ‘til I was around 16-17? I still feel guilt and regret for what I had done. She did so much for me despite being a single mother and giving birth to me when she was still in highschool despite her mother telling her she should abort me and even kicking her out the house to go live on her own n forcing her to quit her job at Dominoes,how she still loves me despite all the turmoil and hell I put her through during that time is beyond me

As for the grooming I’d get groomed by grown men on Kik,some would give me money to send them nudes (I was 15-16 at the time) and some would threaten me into sending them then threaten to show my parents it and blame me for sending them. Some would threaten to rape me,some threatened to dox me,some sent me full blown CP out of nowhere,some would send me dick pics knowing my age,some reassured that the lewd stuff I was doing as a teen was okay it was “hot”,someone said my body looked like the underside of a pig,overall it wasn’t a good experience to say the least. It baffles me how that app is still up especially since CP is a major problem on there and people just trade it like it’s fuckin’ Pokemon cards or some shit either way I fucking hate that app and I hate that most ppl have gotten away with abusing other underaged kids on there-

I genuinely hate that the sexual abuse I endured warped my mind into thinking that sending nudes to random men that I talked to or rped with would make em like me (I did this when I was 18,19 or 20 I don’t remember-) thinking back about it it always makes me feel gross,used and nothing but an object to ogle at.

All my ex partners were horrible in some way or another (I had one leave me after a week in favor of my then at the time best friend,one cheated on me bc I wasn’t comfy with being called mommy,one said he wasn’t using me despite him using me for nudes and to just wank you get it-) BUT the worst one was this sick pedo fuck.

He messaged me asking if I wanted to date him so I got excited and said yes. I should’ve said no.

Keep in mind that I used to age regress in 2019 bare in mind and when he found out I had the gear (adult pacifiers,littleforbig onesies,all that stuff),he’d ask for pictures. Wanted a pic of me with pigtails wearing one of them which at first felt normal until he started asking me to take nasty pics. Most of the time I didn’t want to to which he’d keep pressuring me until I caved in but others I’d do it for the sake of appeasing him since I wanted to be loved. The onesie he made me wear in question looked like this.

Aaaaaanywho I remember once he was making me get off for him and he wanted me to put the dildo I was using on myself in my ass to which I told him no it’d hurt and he kept persisting despite me saying NO because “daddy said so” to which again,I caved in and shoved the large toy inside of my anus that shit hurt so bad but I did it anyway just because I wanted his love and validation. Eventually I started to wonder if he loved me and when I asked he simply sent me memes because he didn’t like confrontation. Oh well,I left him though last year I discovered that he had forced himself onto other people I was friends with on Facebook and did shit like that. Thanks Josiah. Thanks for tainting age regressing for me. Thank you for making me throw out most of my gear because it left a nasty scar.

Nowadays I’m still bitter that everybody on Twt got away with making fun of me for having BPD,anger issues,autism (basically ableism-) and not being comfortable with sharing Dude just because they deem me as a bad person. Making a mockery of me and saying I’m obsessive solely because I’m emotionally connected to Dude. I can’t look at ship art of him or nsfw of him involved with others without feeling sick and betrayed. I know it isn’t canon but still.

I have said some childish n regretful things in the heat of the moment I will gladly own up to it because I’m not gonna excuse my behavior but I’m not a bad person. I’m not a bad person for rightfully getting upset that my boundaries were overstepped and they kept making me uncomfortable despite me telling them to stop to which I’m the bad guy and I apparently start drama (despite them starting it,Twt users loves to cancel people for stupid shit- also funny how the twt Postal fandom “cancelled” me yet it’s hush hush about that person who made a skinhead Dudesona,that weirdo who fetishizes rape n draws gore porn,racists,transphobes/anti lgbt,folks using others for free art,and true crime weirdos that glorify Columbine or say serial killers are cute). I’m not a bad person for worrying about someone’s well being and getting worried that they were getting groomed,I still feel guilty for wrongfully saying the person was a pedo but I apologized to them it’s not like I did it out of malice or spite I was just genuinely worried bc I didn’t want that person to go through the shit I went through. I’m not a bad person for sticking up for myself when that true crime freak was making fun of me (they were insulting me bc of my mental illnesses n took a screenshot of my bio to make fun of it,my autism,my selfshipping and called me fat but all of a sudden it’s bad when I go on pop off on them. Again I went overboard with my “at least my wrists don’t look like this” remark with a screenshot of their SH I know that and I regret it but honestly don’t insult someone and expect them to take kindly to it-). I hate every last motherfucker that abandoned me. I hate Izzy for saying she was my bestie and that she’d never leave me despite her blocking me on every social media platform because she’s nothing but a disgusting pig that wants to be popular and mooches off others for free art. I hate Son Of Satan for defending people making fun of me because in their words “you were acting like you were good and everyone was bad,they were just joking” (using your logic that just means I was joking when I made that SH comment or called your little buddy a fucking clown like what??? I at least owned up to what I did and knew it was wrong meanwhile you’re pulling excuses out your ass to make it seem like you’re a good person when in reality you and everyone that left me behind are nothing but shit stains) and using suicide as a tactic to make me feel guilty (to which it did,looking back I should’ve told them to do it or laughed at them but sadly I have a heart of gold and want to help people despite some not deserving the time of day also they said their parents hated them which I wouldn’t be surprised if it was true because if that failed abortion was my kid I’d hate them too-),I hate their little buddy Chell for playing victim all the fucking time despite being a shit human (I made a post regarding a completely different person once and they somehow thought it was ab them so they sent their white knights to go harass me and make fun of my looks n self shipping also according to them I’m a “pedophile” because I’m telling fatherless teens that probably get bullied at school to leave me the fuck alone (also one of them said “minors can’t harass people” like?? Quit making excuses for being an asshole-),I hate every last one of those motherfuckers. It just felt like a punch in the face when one of my favorite artists said “your behavior was embarrassing” and then I’m pretty sure a post they made on tumblr was about me it was something among the lines of “oh I’m not an obsessive fangirl maybe I would be though in 2007” yadayadayada.

The constant dwelling each and every waking moment,wishing bad upon them,thinking about them in rather horrific situations which isn’t morally right just because I loathe them,how I’d never eat because I was constantly paranoid and if I did I’d just nitpick,how I relapsed and self harmed,how I wasted my tears on people that had long moved on,countless failed suicide attempts because I wholeheartedly believed that that’s what they wanted and that they’d be happy with that decision. It’s not fair. They don’t deserve to be happy or get recognition and all those friends,I DO. I can’t bring myself to forgive them,I really wanted to but I just can’t especially when I went through all of that shit in the span of 4. Fucking. Months.

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So how do I explain myself usually when you think of pegging stories you think of guys fantasising about it not a woman like me and certainly not a young girl like me, im 19 now but this story happened when I was 18. My name is Eve Im short at 5’7 from Manchester, England im naturally a brown haired girl but as I like the gothiclolita style I dye my hair raven black. Im not particularly busty id say my best feature is my bum its usually the thing guys comment on i guess. They say it sticks out a bit.

I guess I like Anime and the goth style art that goes with it i mention this purely cause it kinda explains where i got into this fetish. I discovered hentai comics on the web and i was searching for ones where the girl takes the lead. One of the earliest ones I came across was one called secret plot if you haven't read them its about two horny female teachers having sex with their pupils and one in particular where she makes a pupil suck the tip of his abnormally (it is anime) large penis she teases him a little then licks his ass, she then makes him ejaculate in his own mouth by sticking her fingers in his ass.

At first I was kinda confused but really turned on by what i was seeing. I remember cumming a couple of times to that image. I read the others and later in the same series one of the teachers meets a student who is cross dressing. She then uses a double ended dildo to fuck herself and his ass this was cool to me she was dominating him and doing the fucking i was so used to the idea of the gender norms where the boy has to be the one in charge of the girl if that makes sense.

By this time id had lost my virginity and had a couple of meaningless relationships something felt like it was missing with the boys i was with. My parents were well off enough and had bought me a flat in town so i can attend university without needing to go into student dorms. They did warn me that should they have guests over i might have to let them stay in my spare room which happened occasionally usually my dads work acquaintances but sometimes family too.

Its at this point my cousin Adam comes into the picture. My mother asked if I would mind Adam staying in my flat for his last year of uni as his flatmates had all finished ahead of him by a year and he needed a place to stay. It wasn't a hard choice Adam was a quiet boy always had been but an unaware dreamboat imo. Tall dark athletic he was studying sports psychology. I guess I can honestly admit to being really attracted to him from the off but i knew he was a cousin and that was kinda a barrier.

He was lovely really very quiet but always wanted to know i was safe when i went on nights out and even waited up to make sure i got home ok. He didn't seem to go out himself. By this time I had mostly discovered my fetish and its names I was into light femdom and especially i was into the idea of making guys cum through pegging. I was never into whips, chains and gimp masks i kinda just wanted to gentle fuck a guys ass… I know its complicated to understand and very specific. I had my favourite vids, storys and online groups where people would discuss it all.

What I didn't know is that Adam had inadvertently discovered all this when he used our computer I was really naïve when it came to computers I didn't know about search histories and whatnot so when i left it logged in and Adam took the chance to read his emails he discovered most of what i was into. Credit to him he never mentioned anything to me or anyone else. He told me later he was at first confused about it all thinking it was someone else's computer but once he discovered the reddit account he read about my fantasies and my frustration about finding a partner and that's how it stood until i came home and Adam was drunk, like really drunk.

Adam - Hey Eve you alright!

Eve - Uh… im fine are you ok! You seem drunk?! That's not like you

Adam - Sorry (he always was apologising) I decided I needed a drink to.. Uh relax i guess.. Exams you know..

Eve - Yeah i get it, no need to apologies Adam proves your human

Saying this seemed to upset him a little

Adam - I am human, he smiled, It just im shy. It sucks I never meet friends because of it never mind girls.

This was the most he’d ever spoken about himself I knew i had a chance to dig a little deeper

Eve - Sorry I didn't mean to upset you, why are you so shy,

Adam - *Shrugs* pause sometimes i wish i was like you. Your so outgoing you know what you want and try and take it. Me I gotta hope someone guesses what I want. You know a girl that just gets me.

Eve - You really think I'm like that? I said pouting

Adam - I don't mean it like its a bad thing some guys like their girl to be uh.. Dominant.

Eve - *giggles nervously* Sounds kinky, not entirely wrong I guess but I'm not out to completely dominate a guy I kind of want it to be part of a loving kinda thing.. You know.

Adam - I get you more than you know..

That comment perplexed me slightly i decided he was flirting with me and if im honest i was gonna take a chance on it i stepped up to him really close

Eve- Do you like the idea of me dominating you. I said with my best smouldering smile

He genuinely look scared, up close to his face i could feel his breath on me

Adam- but… were cousins… im not sure

This was not a no i noticed, i was really enjoying this and i had the first frill of knowing I had control

Eve- well.. I said putting my hand on his neck… sometimes its good for cousins to experiment together, it’d be good practice for you eh?

Adam just looked at me for a second mouth slightly open

Adam- are you teasing me

Eve- only slightly

This is when I kissed him for the first time he didn't even try and resist and to my surprise he was a great kisser. When we finally parted I put my finger to his lips and asked

Eve- You ok if I just take charge?

Adam- Yeah you can dominate me..

Eve- I like that thought.

I knew i was gonna give him a blowjob I was pretty good at them and i loved the feeling of controlling his orgasm. I grabbed his hand and lead him to the sofa and sat him in the middle. I stood up and took my top off and my bra, He shyly looked at my naked top half then away then back then up to my eyes It was such a thrill and i could tell i was dripping wet and briefly i thought about straddling him right then and there but I kinda decided to get to that later.

I kneeled down grabbed his gym shorts I tugged them down his cock sprung out and the first thing I noticed wasn't the size it was shaved. I loved it Adam always shaved his body hair due to his athletics course he said he though body hair was kind of gross with all the sweat. I instantly wondered what his ass looked like but again i was gonna show patience. His cock was about 7 inches nothing dramatic but it was thicker than the ones id seen.

Eve- that's one hell of a thick looking cock you have, i love that you shave that too.

Adam was struggling to look at me he was bright red in the face though

I gently blew air over his tip and his balls just to extend the time with him being out in the wind he let out a little moan and his brow furrowed and he leaned back slightly looking at the ceiling and anywhere but at me. I decided this was adorable but i knew he wanted to watch and to be honest the idea if him watching me while he was reluctant turned me on.

Eve- Adam?

Adam - Yeah…

Eve- I expect you to watch me do this ok? Keep your eyes on me as best you can ok…

Adam forced himself to look at me and even gave a imperceptible nod i loved that he was shy but obeying me so i slowly keeping my eye on his at first made my way to his balls i stuck out my tongue and started to flick the bigger of the two then the other i took one into my mouth and gave it a suckle. At this his eyes melted and he involuntarily moaned. I wondered what noises he would make if i went a little lower and licked his asshole but again I restrained myself. I moved to the base of his shaft and licked all the way up to his tip.

Eve- You like?

Adam - God yes

Eve- you want more?

Adam - please (I liked that)

Eve- you want me to suck on it?

Adam- Yes…. m..m...istress (the last bit was said under his breath but i caught it)

I gave the tip a good long lick using my hand to stroke his foreskin back

Eve - Mistress eh? I like that you deserve a reward… Adam Layback and cum when you are ready

Now this is the only time I've ever done this before id, given blowjobs as part of foreplay before but this time i was determined to make him cum in my mouth. I would normally tease and try and make him enjoy it for a while but this time as I sucked the tip into my mouth to gauge the size i was going to show him no mercy. I took his thick cock all the way to the bottom of his shaft I felt it hit the back of my throat about the same time. I felt his head hit the back of the sofa as he reclined back with a moan. I began to bob my head slipping on hand down to one of my nipples which was really turned out then under my skirt to play with myself through my drenched panties. It was great I could feel him pulsing in my throat in no time and holding back his cum. It really took no time and I was sure it wont take long to break his resistance. A naughty part of me wanted to stop just to see his face and maybe see if he would beg but it was to much more tempting to force his ejaculation. And it came with a bit of a muted warning from Adam

Adam - I'm really close.

This made me double my effort and i was rewarded with a load into my mouth which i swallowed with pride. The salty musty taste was enjoyable to me, I licked it all up and enjoyed the fact he looked so spent.

Eve- Ok stay where you are, i said taking off my panties but my long striped socks (black and white) were still on and i kept my skirt on. I smiled at him

Eve- your turn Adam.

As i stepped onto the couch and kneeled over his face he looked at my shaven pussy my only regret was i couldn't see his reaction for my skirt but there was a second and then I felt his face come up to meet my hole he pressed his tongue against it and i bore down trying to get as much in there as possible I was already pretty close from rubbing

Eve - mmmmmhff that's good lick my pussy like a good boy Adam.

He pulled his tongue out and that was momentarily disappointing but he began moved up my slit towards my swollen clit my breath caught at he circled it.

Eve- Hey no teasing it Adam get to it

I felt a breath on me as he clearly smiled at my order and he got stuck into swirling around my clit with his tongue i was close and then he surprised me again as i ground against his face he brought up a finger from underneath to enter me… Adam was good at this within less than a minute i was bucking my hips in an intense orgasm. I climbed off his face smiling my ass off.

Eve- God that was good Adam…?

Adam- You love being dominant, i love it too.

Eve- If only you knew haha you’d probably run a mile

Adam- Eve… uh i need to tell you something. I saw your stuff on the computer the other week there. I mean by accident you left yourself logged in

I looked up at him at first dumbfounded then I kinda needed to know what he knew… I mean he is a member of my family.

Adam- At first i was confused I thought it was maybe someone else's thoughts then i saw your reddit posts. Oh… don't worry “he picked up on my thoughts” I wont tell. I guess im saying I liked what I read.

He was getting redder saying it. I suppose the admission was a big thing for him as big as his discovery was for me.

Eve- All of it?

Adam- I definitely get turned on from being dominated slightly I'm also not into all the super S and M stuff that comes with it but you know the other stuff I wasn't sure at first but the more I looked the more I thought I might be… you know… i guess id need to try it to find out… some guys like it some find it not for them.

There it was the longest amount of words Adam had ever said to me and it mostly a ramble about it maybe possibly wanting to try but stuff. I was delighted.

Eve- but were cousins

Adam- I guess cousins do experiment.

I smiled at him throwing my words back at me, he was right as well. The thought of me fucking Adam and his face begging to cum really sparked in my mind. At this point i noticed he was hard again.

Eve- well lets find out turn over

Adam looked up in askance unsure what I was asking

Eve- get up on all fours and face that way

I removed my skirt I didn't have a strap on but I wanted to roleplay a little. Adam did as he was asked shyly still unsure what i had in mind. I move to stand behind him my skin around my crotch hard up against his ass. I used my hands to feel his skin up his back and back down towards his hips.

Eve- so Adam you want me to try fucking you like this?

As i said this i grabbed his hips an pulled him towards me, again i had no dildo but just the feeling of my flesh slapping against his was a massive turn on for us both.

Adam- yes mistress

Eve- you think you could cum hands free

Adam- I don't know

I pushed and pulled him back and fourth making that slapping noise

Eve- I think when we buy a strapon were gonna have to find out huh?

I gave his ass a spank and i was intending on giving him a rimjob but Adam spoke

Adam- Mistress i bought ahhhh…. Uh…

*Spank*

Eve- Speak up honey

Adam- Butt plugs…. I bought some to try…

This was a welcome revelation as you can imagine i immediately asked where they were and then grabbed his hand and took him to his bedroom to continue this.

Adam- I've not used them yet, I'm not sure how.

Eve- You have lube?

Adam- yeah and pulled out a bottle.

Eve- can i put one in you?

Adam- I guess.

Eve- ok lay down on your front, yeah like that now i want you to spread your cheeks.

Adam went red in the face but did as he was told

Eve- wow you have done a great job getting all the hairs, your asshole is beautiful.

Adam- Th-thanks

I put the plug to one side and the lube. I lowered myself to his cheeks gave them a little kiss to give him the idea of what was gonna happen.

Eve- pucker up big guy

She was amused when Adam tensed his hole and wondered if he had meant to do it or was it just a reaction to the realization but it didn't stop her as she first kissed him directly flush on his shut hole he moaned a little so she tongued around the wrinkly hole.

Eve- relax honey. Let me in

Adam with a clear effort relaxed his sphincter and Eve immediately started to lick around the rim for a bit she could feel Adam squirming under her.

Eve- You like?

Adam- It tickles but I kinda like it.

Eve meantime had grabbed the bottle of lube and the smaller of the plugs. Ok now relax honey lets see how it reacts to this the lube went around his hole first i was a little cold at first but he didn't complain. I pressed the tip up against it

Eve- Any pain and i will back off and try again later just relax.

No such worries it went right in

Eve- well how does it feel

Adam- I can feel it holding me open.. Feels like I could push it out if I wanted…its not sore

Eve- you think we try a bigger one.

Adam- Sure

Eve- Well lets see you push that one out first then

Adam reddened but then she could see it push out his anus

Eve- god Adam your great

Eve- i think this one

Adam looked it was the second biggest

Adam- Sure… if you think… it’ll fit

Eve- I'm sure you can take it honey.

Eve lubed up the bigger plug not sure herself if this would go in but boundaries were to be tested. She began to put the tip in but saw Adam had tensed up.

Eve- Oh relax honey open your ass to me you know you want to.

Adam with an effort of will loosened up and eve began to push it in it went in slowly at first and then past a halfway his ass swallowed the rest.

Adam - ugh! Oh that weird

Eve- told you, you could take it. How's it feel?

Adam - Wider and i feel full? Does that make sense? Its not a bad feeling. When it was halfway in it felt like i needed a poop for a sec but it feels ok.

Eve- cool can you get on all fours for me

Again Adam obeyed I think he was curious about how it would feel himself as he arose his face expression changed and he let out a little gasp.

Eve- You ok big guy?

Adam- yeah for a sec there it felt really like aaaahh. Pressure on a good spot… I guess.

Eve grabbed his cock pleased it was still hard

Eve- wow your rock hard, i heard many boys don't stay erect during this stuff.

Adam- Its weird its meant as a complement but I find it hard to take it

Adam smiled at the last part. Eve began stroking his cock then pulled out the plug slowly Adam gave a jolt when she got it halfway out the pushed it back in and moaned a bit. Eve made a decision.

Eve - turn over big guy

Adam as always did as he was told getting used to the sensations of the big plug inside one on his back Eve gave him a kiss and then moved back down to the plug this time pulling it all out slowly and watching his face whilst she did so. She loved it when his brow furrowed and his jaw opened. She began to suck on the tip of his cock again. Then she grabbed the lube again and put some over two fingers. Adam knew what was about to happen and automatically lifted his legs to allow access. Eve smiled from ear to ear at this.

Eve- Good boy, imma try and find that prostate spot they talk about.

Adam relaxed again to allow her access after a few moments he fingers were in all the way. It was like a funny game of marco polo as she searched. When she touched it she had it and Adam moaned with pleasure at it but it felt just our of reach.

Eve- its there i just cant reach it with my fingers…. Oh well i guess we will need to try something else. Move up the bed a bit.

Adam moved up eve slowly straddled him allowing him to enter her even with him penetrating her she was in charge and he loved it she stopped for a second and put the smaller plug back in. with her back on top it kind felt like he was bearing down on it and then she removed it and put in the bigger one.. That was something else it was the first time he was having the sensation of being fucked occasionally it would touch the spot. Eve grabbed Adams hands and encouraged him to fondle her boobs she raised her hand to her hair and let him go at it she was enjoying it.

Eve- suck on my tits Adam there's a good boy

Adam immediately obliged whilst one hand dropped to her butt he helped her go up and down on his cock he sucked on her red nipples as she moaned with pleasure all the while that plug was doing work on his ass. Adam had to admit this was easily the best sex he had ever had not that he was experienced.

Adam- Eve I'm gonna cum

Eve- Not inside this time…

She stopped got off started to lick his tip whilst jerking off with one hand and without warning she grabbed the plug and began playing with it. Adam came all over her face in what was the biggest orgasm he had ever had. Eve for her part let it cover her mouth and face loving every part of it….

She grabbed a towel and cleaned herself.

Eve- Well how was it.

Adam- I loved it, I wouldn't mind trying it… you know your pegging thing

He blushed the biggest amount he had and could feel his face burning

Eve smiled- Well if were gonna lets do it properly. Would you mind uh… wearing a cage this week.

Adam- I can do it on days and nights I'm not at uni which to be honest isn't much. He was only scheduled 2 lectures that week one of which he was already planning on ditching.

Eve ok I'll buy the strapon and some more plugs. Can you buy the uh… vitamins and things that help men get a massive load…

That conversation was a whole thing for Adam but he bought a few he had looked into the science behind it he never know but apparently there are certain things porn stars take to produce more sperm.

The next day he was caged up. You would think that would be it but Eve was determined to do this right they watched the odd video together eve put buttplugs of different shapes and sizes in him and occasionally teased the hell out of him outside his cage never letting him climax.

By the end of the week Adam was sweaty moody and most importantly desperate to cum.

Adam- Eve… I don't think i can wait much longer… I've been having the odd wet dream nothing and waking up cause of the cage.

Eve- Ok go take a shower I'll get ready.

Adam obeyed quickly glad this was gonna be over when he got back though there were cameras set up (well mobiles on tripods) around the sofa.. This hadn't been discussed but he was kinda ok with the idea so long as their faces were not put on the net. He trusted Eve speaking of she was on her way down the stairs he heard heels which was odd for her but when she came into the room his breath caught she was in a full stocking suspenders with a bustier she had ribbons in her hair and in her hand was the strapon. It was big but he knew compared to the big buttplug he had inside him the day before it would fit no problem.

Adam- you are so beautiful Eve

Eve- Thanks I kinda want to look the part, oh yeah the camera’s I kinda like the idea of recording it for personal viewing later, maybe even put it online if we can figure out censoring our identities or something… I hope you don’t mind.

Adam- I'm ok with it, i trust you

Eve- I should hope so haha now sit on the sofa and lose the towel

Eve took her time starting the camera’s whilst Adam strained against his cage, when she was satisfied she pulled out the key and unlocked him. She instantly gave him a wink and then a long kiss then began kissing down his body by the time she reached his cock it was already more erect than it had ever been. She ignored it entirely focusing her tongue on his balls before giving his tip a tiny lick smiling and winking at the camera all the while. Adam was enjoying the fact she was clearly enjoying being filmed and showing off knowing what she was going to do to him. She then pushed his legs back and smiled.

Ok big guy time to play with the ass of yours a bit, she began by gently lapping at the entrance which brought a moan from Adam. She then stuck her tounge deep inside as deep as she could get. Then came the fingers opening his hole up and spreading it further. The thick lube easing them in.

Eve- So big guy you like it in your ass

Adam- *coyly* Yes mistress

He knew this was for the camera’s too and he really liked it.

Eve- Do you want me to fuck your little hole?

Adam - God yes!

Eve- say it honey

Adam- I want you to fuck my ass mistress

Eve- What with?

Adam- The strapon Mistress

Eve- Oh you mean my girlcock

Adam- Yes mistress your Girlcock!! please ….

Adam was desperate at this point she completely ignored his dick and he wanted to cum, he wanted to please her but he was in desperate need of her attention. It took all Adams willpower not to touch or stroke himself. Eve took away her fingers and slowly put on her harness and blue dildo. She felt a little strange suddenly having a cock but it was a good feeling it. The strap itself was designed to have a some pressure put on to her clit and the harness also had little part that she inserted into herself. This was no problem as by now she was dripping wet the part went in easily. She looked down on her prize and lubed up the cock slowly as he watched on. She knelt before him putting the cock ring around his ballsack and cock which both moves it out the way and increases blood flow to his penis not that he needed it he was drooling with precum it looked amazing to her she then gave his cock a touching gently with her finger just teasing him all the more. Adam moaned at this a moan filled with part despair part ecstasy. Then he felt something touching his entrance it was the girlcock. At this stage he was on the verge of screaming for it he knew he wanted to be fucked and he knew he was going to enjoy it.

Eve- Well big guy I'm not sure who is looking forward to this more, me or you?. Are you ready?

Adam- Please…. Ev… mistress

Eve heard the almost slip and decided to tease just a little longer holding the tip against his anus. The had decided to not use names for the video. She began playing with his balls with her fingers.

Adam- Uh please fuck me…

He said that with such a pleading face and was looking directly into her eyes that Eve knew this was the moment he was quite literally begging for it.

Adam- Ok honey since you asked so nicely i think you have suffered enough and she began to apply pressure to the strapon his ass accepted her cock slowly resisting only a little before going through and almost popping in slowly she passed halfway looking at his face which was a picture she will treasure as he frowned taking it all inside slowly and all it went in and Eve felt her thighs contact his ass. It felt so good Eve had a mini orgasm but she knew she had to wait.

Eve- Wow you took it all big guy I'm so proud of you, how does it feel?

Adam- It feels good mistress it doesn't hurt i feel really full, you can try moving if you want.

Eve slowly moved back pulling it halfway out and then back in whilst Adam moaned then decided to up the anti as she pushed his legs further back as she stood still inside him.

Adam wasn't expecting this change of position but a sudden touch of his spot and he loved it enough to moan loud for the first time he then felt her push in and she was face to face with him and they kissed cutting off his moan. She then started to move a little faster pulling back from his kiss just to constraint on moving she was able to pound together a little, hearing the delightful melody of there skin slapping and Adams moans.

Adam- Oh god yeah.. Fuck me…. Make me cum… please…

Eve knew he was close at this point and was sure if she stroked him he would explode but she also wanted to try another position and maybe even go for the mythical hands free ejaculation. She stopped pulling out.

Eve- Ok Adam time for some proper fucking turn over and spread that ass.

He was eager to obey and in moments he was on his knees hands spreading his cheeks ready to be entered. Eve took her time lining up aiming at where she thought his spot as he called it was. She was rewarded when she got halfway and felt him shudder. Sinking the cock all the way to the hilt she grabbed his hips.

Adam - oh god that spot i think I feel it.

Eve smiled at one of the camera’s

Eve- time to see if i can pound your ass and make you come

A she began taking long deep strokes revelling in the feeling of making him feel pleasure she spanked him a couple of time and then she grabbed both hips and began to pound fast.

Adam - Oh god… fuck…. Me…. I'm gonna cu……..m from my ass….

He erupted and eve could feel the shuddering going on inside his ass through the girlcock it pushed her over the edge and she came. She had enough presence of mind to reach around grab his erupting cock and with a few strokes help it on its way, this set off a new wave or eruptions and Adam was lost in the moment… they both were.

Afterwards Eve asked Adam if he would take the lead and give her a good fuck which he did after a short recovery time first going down on her and even licking her ass as she had done for him. She enjoyed it but wasn't ready for anal herself somewhat ironically he admitted to her he had always wanted to fuck her doggy style thanks to her fantastic ass and she let him. It for Adam and for Eve felt like a opportunity for Adam to reclaim a bit of male pride… we don't know if that's the right term for it but we couldn't come up with something better.

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Oh i thought you only wrote for WandaNat! But now that you say for marvel ladies in general👀can you write yelena x r who has a penis. R is Nat's best friend and is secretly dating Yelena bc Nat is super overprotective over her little sister, R stays over at Nat's place one night but sneaks into Yelena's room in the middle of the night and they have some fun but R has to keep Yelena quiet?

Don't Make A Sound

Summary: Yelena is done being Readers secret and she tries to persuade them into telling her sister Natasha.

Pairings: Yelena Belova x G!nAMABReader

Word Count: 2010

WARNINGS:

18+ ONLY, MINORS DO NOT READ & DO NOT INTERACT!!!

top!reader, bottom!Yelena, gender neutral reader with a penis, oral r giving, adult toy use, sneaking around, teasing.

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

“Oh! I’ll be right back. Unless,” she looks at you and then quickly to her sister. “Do you want frozen yogurt too? Well, I know you hate it Nat. But, Y/n? Want to come with?” Her hopeful eyes almost make you forget that it's not just the two of you. But, Natasha is right there and you can't get caught slipping. Not yet.

“Uh,” you look at your best friend shaking her head. “I’m good, thank you.” There's a flash of disappointment before she smiles and tells you that you'll regret it.

“We’ll wait out here,” Natasha says as her sister struts into the frozen yogurt shop. You know she was doing that to grab your attention but it unfortunately grabs the attention of others around. “What’re you looking at?” She snaps at the guy who stopped walking just to stare at Yelena. Natasha rolls her eyes, “Ugh, I get it, this heat is brutal but I wish she wouldn't wear shorts that short!” You shake your head, as upset as she is although Yelena has told you she was doing it to mess with you.

As long as you've known Natasha, she has always been overprotective when it came to her younger sister. That protection got worse when Yelena got into college. She had the poor girl on a short leash, within good reason. Frat guys were known to spike a drink here and there. And people around campus could get a little handsy when they felt like it. Not to mention, most of the attention that Yelena attracted in her freshman and sophomore years were sleazy guys that only wanted her for sex and girls that wanted to just experiment with her. Which wasn't the case with you. There is a genuine connection between you and Yelena that you're afraid Natasha won't understand.

You fear that she'll see you as just another person trying to get into her sister's pants. That your intentions with her sister are harmful. That you’re using Yelena like she fears many would. You hope that she'll remember the years and years of friendship between the two of you and that you wouldn't have bad intentions with Yelena. You hope that she'll see the genuine love you and Yelena share. But it was far too risky and you weren't sure if you were ready to face her wrath.

Yelena, however, was getting impatient. The two of you have been sneaking around since her twenty-first birthday. Which was closing in on a year ago from now. She pointed out that the longer the two of you drew it out, the more hurt Natasha will be when she finds out how long she has been lied to. It was a fair point but you were still hesitant. Which led to now, with her in an old pair of shorts that let her butt cheeks hang out and a tight crop top that made her breasts look big.

She was going to force you out of the closet to her sister. And she didn't care how she did it. As long as it ends with the two of you finally being able to be a real couple without the fear of her sister finding out.

Yelena walks back out of the shop, happily licking the frozen yogurt off of the spoon. “What’s with the daggers? I wasn't gone that long!” she asks her sister who is glaring at her.

“Your ass hanging out had every guy staring in there! Why can't you-”

“Here,” you pull off the button up overshirt that you were wearing and tie it around Yelena's waist. Natasha continues ranting on and on, including how you shouldn't have to lend the girl extra clothing when she has perfectly good things at home that cover her well. You lean in close and whisper low, “There were a lot of people staring at what's mine.”

“Have you told her yet?” Yelena whispers back.

“No,” you sigh, at this point pretending to fix the shirt around her waist.

“Then it's not yours,” she steps back and you pull away. “Okay! Enough with the lecture! Problem has been solved. Can we go home now?”

Natasha, face red from the heat and her anger, sighs through her nose much like a dragon but clamps her mouth shut. “Fine, but only because I'm tired. Not because you said so.”

You and Yelena exchange a look and try not to laugh as the three of you make it to the parking lot.

Later that night, Natasha offers to let you share her bed with her. Something the two of you have done in the past. But you decline, stating that the sofa is cozy enough. When you actually have other sleeping arrangements. Once you feel like it's been long enough and that Natasha won't catch you, you tiptoe into Yelena's room.

You expected her to have a light on but it appears she is still upset with you. But you know that won't last for long. You lock the door behind you and quickly climb into the bed with Yelena. “You can go right back to that couch,” she mutters as you get comfortable.

“Oh, come on,” you scoot closer to her. “Weren’t you the one who said sneaking around made the sex hotter?”

“That’s before I told Natasha about you,” she quietly reveals.

You tense up, “What do you mean you told her about me?”

Yelena sucks her teeth and rolls her eyes, though she knows you couldn't see in the dark room. “I didn't tell her it was you, but she noticed I've been happier and she took an interest. She said that from the way I described this person, she could tell that I truly loved them. She said she can't wait to meet them and I believe she was being genuine. And now being sneaky isn't hot. It feels like I'm betraying her.”

You nod as you consider the possibility of telling Natasha about your relationship with her sister. “I think her attitude will change significantly when she finds out it was her best friend you were talking about.”

“We won't find out unless we go through with it.” Yelena says. “I think it will be worth it. Then we can be free to be ourselves around her.”

You nod, knowing that the longer this goes on, the harder it'll be hard to hide. “Alright, my love, you win. We can tell her together next weekend when we're celebrating my birthday. How does that sound?”

Yelena sits up with narrow eyes. “You’re just saying this so I'll have sex with you.”

You scoff as if that's an absurd accusation but you can feel her staring you down. “It’s been months since the last time we've been able to. I miss you, my love, you know that.”

Yelena sighs as she lays her chest against yours. “Okay,” she says, tracing patterns on your chest. “Only because I've missed you too. You have no idea how many nights I've thought about your cock when I had to use my vibrator. It was barely enough to get off.”

“You have a vibrator?” You ask curiously.

“Yeah, uh, I never told you about that?” She pulls away as she is reminded of a relationship ending argument over her vibrator.

“No,” you say as you sit up as well. “Where is it?”

“Why? Are you going to throw it away?”

“What? No, I want to use it on you, right now,” you tell her as you reach for the lamp to turn on the light.

“Are you crazy,” she lunges to turn off the light. “We have to be careful. No light,” she demands and you apologize. Yelena finds her vibrator in the drawer in her nightstand and hands it over to you, telling you how to turn the device on and adjust the settings. Informing you what settings she prefers.

You take it and learn by feeling. You test out the settings and get excited about using it on her. “Lay down,” you whisper and she does as you ask. You carefully adjust yourself under the covers between her legs. “Stay quiet, Yelena,” you remind her as you pull her panties down. She is only wearing a long sleep shirt and panties. You turn the vibrator on again, starting at a low setting. You press the device against her clitoris and her legs move in reaction. You add your tongue, causing her to moan. You pull the device off and shush her. “Don’t make a sound,” you scold.

“I’m sorry, I won't,” she promises.

You put the device back and set it on a higher setting. This makes her hips and legs move even more. You insert the vibrator to test her response and she muffles the noises with her pillow. You pull the device out and shut it off. Arousing her got you hard and ready. You reach in your pocket for a condom before pulling your pants off and dropping them off the side of the bed. You rip the packet and slide the latex sheath on. You crawl back up her body and grab her vibrator.

“You’re doing so good so far. But I'm going to need you to be quiet, without the pillow,” you say as you tease her entrance with the head of your cock. “I want to see your beautiful face.” Yelena nods and you kiss her on the lips as you enter her. Her tight walls almost elicit a vocal response from you as well but you remain quiet. The idea of getting caught was exhilarating, the reality of it was terrifying.

You thrust into her slowly. Pulling all the way out and pushing all the way in. Slow, long strokes as you kiss her. Yelena has her arms wrapped around your shoulders and her legs around your waist. You rock into her a little faster and then slow back down. Wanting this to last as long as possible.

You keep this pattern up until you're ready to use the vibrator again. You turn the device on at a low setting and place it against her clitoris again. Your thrusts become shorter and faster as you benefit from the vibrations as well. “Fuck,” you gasp out. Yelena giggles as you make a noise.

“You’re supposed to be quiet,” she whispers.

You smile at her and kiss her cheek. “I’m sorry, babe.” You continue to move inside of her while you turn the setting up on the vibrator. Yelena starts biting her lips to refrain from making a sound but you can tell she is struggling. You press the vibrator more onto her clitoris and when it seems like she is about to break, you cover her mouth with yours. She moans into your mouth as her entire body spasms and her walls close around your cock. You turn the device off and pull out of her when her body loosens and relaxes. You hover over her and stroke yourself to completion and cum into the condom. You collapse onto the empty space on the bed next to her. “I love you,” you whisper as you kiss her shoulder.

Yelena turns her head to face you and she rubs her fingers against your skin. “I love you too.”

You sigh as you want to stay here with her and not sleep on the couch but this isn’t how Natasha should find out. “I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”

“Okay,” she frowns and though it’s dark, you can feel her disappointment. You remind her that soon you’ll be able to do this without fear and she reminds you that you’ve said that for too long now. You promise that this time you’re ready. “I hope so, I’m not sure I can do this anymore.”

You climb out of the bed and clean yourself up and get dressed. “I understand. I promise, it’s time to tell her.” You kiss her forehead and leave the room to return to your bed on the couch.

The End.

#smut #yelena belova #yelena x reader #yelena x y/n #yelena x you #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x you #yelena belova x gender neutral reader

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