#quickend

[mattsangelbaby]

bf!chris making you do all the work

“cmon baby, y’gotta do it yourself.” says chris as one hand is gently gripping your hip, while the other messes around with his controller. you had walked into chris’s room earlier— the throbbing ache between your legs needing fixed. but chris was “busy” he said, when in reality he was just playing fortnite. so he told you to do it yourself.

which leads to where you are right now. straddling chris’s lap as his pants and boxers are mid-way down his thigh, as his cock is buried deep inside your wet cunt. saying you were desperate was a understatement, and as chris only continued to play fortnite on his pc— paying no attention to you, fueled your desperation even more. you whimper at the feeling of his tip kissing your cervix, the ache only increasing.

“p-please chris, do ‘something.” you beg as chris only lets out a deep laugh— slightly shaking his head as his hand only loosens on your hip. “what did i say, hm? m’not helpin’ you. y’were the one that came in here beggin’.” he tuts as he moves his hips slightly, only to tease you. “either do it yourself, or y’don’t get it.”

you whine as you wrap your arms around his neck— burying your face inside his neck. “y’so mean.” you mumble out as you slightly lift your hips up and down, finally getting what you’ve been needing. chris coos as he continues to play on his pc, his fingers working fast on his controller. “i know, baby, i know. i’m jus’ so mean, huh?”

you nod as you keep bouncing your legs up and down slowly, your tight walls squeezing around his cock— trying to chase that high you need. chris let’s out a soft grunt at the feeling— his own need starting to increase. strings of whimpers and moans fall out from your lips, the sound of your ass hitting his pelvis echos throughout the room. as your head falls back at the feeling, your legs begin to get tired and achy as you start grinding on him instead.

chris takes notice in this as pats your hip, locking eyes with you. “is my sweet girl tired? already? poor little girl needs help, yeah?” you whine at his words giving him a soft nod as pants leave your lips— while all you can feel is how deep he is inside of you, how desperate you are to keep going. how bad you need him.

chris let’s go of his controller leaving it on his desk as both of his hands grip your hips, repositioning you slightly, as he begins to snap his hips up into yours— his cock hitting so deep inside of you that you don’t even know how he does it. loud moans and whines escape from you at the new unrelentless and quickend pace leaving your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

“y’just needed me, didn’t you baby? needed me to fuck you so good that ya’ can’t remember a thing?” chris purrs as he continues to ram into you— his pace never falting, you nodding at his words.

“yeah— that’s right. my girl jus’ needed me to take care of that ache, huh?”

© mattsangelbaby

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ·˚ ༘ ꒱ i hate this but i needed to post something

[xavistarlight]

How could I ever be normal about you?

Description: one thing you didn’t expect was how much you would miss intimacy with your husband postpartum

cw: nsfw , smut , Caleb the man that you are.

Thinking about postpartum sex with Caleb.

Caleb was in the kitchen making breakfast for you to have ready when you got home, although he knew if everything looked good that breakfast would most likely be long forgotten

But it was mostly just something to pass the time, he chops tomatoes assembling them on top of a peice of toast.

Caleb then feels a tap on his shoulder, he turns around a bright eyed bleam in your eye giving him a nod.

He picks you up, your legs wrapping around his thick torso, giggling all the way to the bedroom

Caleb lies you down on the bed sweet sensual kisses all over your face.

You craved each other constantly so almost 2 months with Sex , not even just that the intimacy of being inside you, was rough on you both your hormones out of wack u just wanted your husband you craved your husband.

“ doctor said mmph-“ you try to get out inbetween kisses

“ I might still be sensitive, so be easy with me” you say shyly.

“ always pips” Caleb kisses your cheek.

Caleb pulls down his sweat pants revealing his dick, tip wet with precum

It almost makes your insides shudder oh how you missed the girth inside you.

Caleb runs his fingers through your wet glistening folds completely in awe.

“ ngh- Caleb don’t tease need you inside”

“I hear ya pips, wasn’t teasing though just admiring this pretty little cunt” he says as he grasps your hips slowly easing his girthy cock into you

The immediate clamp of your pussy onto his cock makes him want to shove his whole length up, but he can’t, he can’t hurt you not in a time that was so intimate and special to you both he’d never forgive himself.

“ Jesus pip, you feel heavenly” his head rolls back in pleasure

You moan out in sheer desperation that you’ve held in for months.

“ this okay honey? Need to make sure it’s as it for me , for you”

You glance up at him seeing pure desperation but also worry for you he was so hungry for intimacy but was so careful and sweet , you reach up and caress his cheek

He leans in to your touch like a puppy dog.

“ amazing baby , you can go faster if you’d like”

His hips develop a quickend pace no stopping in sight, he belonged inside you for Caleb being close to you wasn’t enough if he could be inside you 24/7 he would.

“Caleb so good, think my pussy was made to take you” you moan out

And that’s when u look up through your eyelashes

Calebs eyes welled up with tears, one escaping his eye rolling down his cheek.

“ fuck- can’t.. just say things like that pipsqueak missed you so much”

Raw, intimate moments like this always made Caleb emotional, seeing him had reminded you of when you had both lost your virginity to each other, Caleb breaking down in tears, he couldn’t believe you had given him the right to such a sacred thing” your sweet sweet Caleb

“ caleb it’s okay honey—“ before you can speak again he swiftly wipes his eyes

“ I know, just .. love you so much” he’d take the world on his shoulders if you asked him too , he’d pluck every star out of the night sky if you so pleased.

He was completely and utterly irrevocably in love with you.

Caleb’s thrusts begin to get more sloppy, needy and desperate searching for his release

His hand moves placing it above your head out of exhaustion not realizing you would take the opportunity to show your love through a simple action.

You held his hand managing to turn your head to kiss his palm.

Just a simple kiss sending shivers through his body his seed pumping into you like a river flood

This was your effect on him.

How could he ever be normal about you.

[itsascreambaby96]

I saw you were taking asks,

Could you do Billy Loomis smut with impregnation/breeding kink? Maybe some pregnant reader stuff as well?

It's fine if you don't it's just a silly little thought I have. Thx!

Gosh I love a good breeding kink! I hope you love it! Please leave feedback!

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! Smut! Mention of pregnancy. Breeding kink. Having a baby. Possessive Billy.

Pairing: Billy Loomis x fem!reader

You are mine

You would have never thought you'd end up like this. Never in a million years did you think your boyfriend of 3 years had a raging breeding kink. Yet when you told him to just fuck you raw when you two couldn't find a condom you could see something change in his eyes.

"Are you sure?" As much as he wanted this, he wanted to make sure that you knew what you were asking for. And you did. You weren't stupid. You knew it was risky. But you were so horny and really needed him. You laid on your back, as naked as Billy in front of you. He had been looking for condoms. You spread your legs wider, beckoning him back to you.

"Please Billy. Need you." Your eyes were pleading, trying to pull at Billy without much success. He in return threw his wallet to the side and stalked over to you. His eyes were as dark as you had ever seen them. As he got on top of you, you eagerly wrapped your legs around his waist. Billy's cock was already leaking precum.

He rubbed the tip over your glistening cunt, always pushing in a little but pulling back again, making you whine.

"Billy please... Please fuck me. Wanna feel you inside of me."

"Yeah? Want my bare cock inside of you? Letting me fuck you raw? That what you want?"

You nodded eagerly and clawed at his shoulders. He gave you a passionate kiss and with one swift movement he was inside of you. Your mouth dropped open, letting out a deep moan. It somehow felt much more intimate having him bare inside of you.

"Fuck you are so warm and soft." Billy's voice was impossbly deep. To be fair that was not the only thing that was deep.

He didn't give you much time to adjust as he started to move. Snapping his hips against yours.

"Never thought sex with you could get any better." His eyes were wild but you could barely keep yours open. He set a ruthless pace. His hair hung in his face and he looked at you with hunger. Only getting more ruthless as he looked between the two of you and saw his bare cock entering you over and over again.

"Fuck babe! Gonna fill you up real nice." The idea of Billy filling you with his hot cum made you clench around him. Billy grinned at that.

"Yeah you want that? Want me to fuck it in nice and deep? Get you pregnant?"

You whined at that, clenching even more around his dick.

"Oh you really want that. Fuck- gonna be all round and full with my baby. Gonna let everyone now that you are mine!" He quickend his pace.

"Billy-" Wanton moans escaping you. Your pussy squelching as Billy snapped into you over and over again. It was music to Billy's ears.

A particular hard thrust made you arch your back. "Fuck Billy!"

"You would look so good all pregnant!" He wasn't letting up. You didn't think he would be so keen on the idea of having a child with you. But the way he talked about it made you all hot inside. You felt like your whole body was aflame. It felt like he was everywhere all at once.

"Never gonna fuck you with a condom ever again. Gonna keep you full with my seed forever." Billy snapped his hips at a percise angle, making you see stars.

"Close! So close Billy!" You could feel yourself reaching your end. Just a little more.

Billy's hand moved between the two of you staring to rub circles on your clit. You let out a pathetic moan as your orgasm crashed through you, making your vision blurry. With a few more thrusts, Billy made good of his promise and came deep inside of you. A warmness spreading inside of you.

After coming down from both your highs he stayed put just a little longer than usual. As he puller out of you he watched intently as some of his cum spilled out of you. He groaned at the sight.

Then he went to spoon you from behind. One arm placed around your boobs his other hand placed on your lower stomach.

"Can't wait to see these swell." He queezed your boobs for emphasis.

"You really want that? A baby I mean."

"Course I do. Makes it all the harder for you to leave me." Billy's possessiveness was something you had noticed very early on in your relationship with him. It was hard to deal with sometimes, but you made it work.

"As if I would leave you." You turned your head and gave him a soft kiss.

"Yeah you better not, because you are mine." He pulled you closer as he said that, his grip tight around you. You nodded.

"All yours Billy."

This wasn't the last time you talked about the topic. And Billy never fucked you with a condom again, just like he promised. So it is no wonder that you ended up pregnant a few months later.

Ever since you told Billy that you were, in fact, pregnant he was seemingly horny 24/7. He couldn't keep his hands to himself. His possessiveness doubled as well. Someone just looked at you the wrong way and he was in the persons face.

It wasn't always easy especially when your hormones were all over the place. Billy knew how to put you in your place, as he likes to put it. Though you did fight from time to time, and you were the one apologising most of the time, you actually liked being pregnant with his baby.

Once you hit the 6 months mark you grew incredibly horny, much to Billy's delight. He has been eagerly waiting for this moment, as he might or might have not read a few books on pregnancies and babies. Of course every pregnancy was different, so Billy was delighted to know you were just as horny as he was now.

The sex was amazing as always. Billy's new obsession were your boobs. He had loved them before, obviously, but now that they became larger he couldn't help himself. Most times when you were sleeping you woke up with his hand on your boobs, his other holding your pregnant belly, as if to hold the baby.

During sex he loved to slap them, squeez them and litter them with hickeys. You told him time and time again to be more careful as they were far more sensitive now, but the guy just didn't listen. Like he ever did before.

He also started to call you "Mama", which both made you want him but also made your heart swell.

"You want a sandwich too, Mama?"

"Let me carry this for you Mama."

"Hey there sexy Mama."

You even heard him call you a Milf once, when he was talking to Stu.

And he never failed to make you feel so sexy, even on your worst days. Your favourite has been when he sat behind you, with you in front of a mirror, completely naked and legs spread wide. His hands were running over your curves, telling you how beautiful you are. How much he loves you and his baby inside of you. How amazing he thinks you are for growing a whole human being inside of you. And of course telling you how "bomb as fuck" your boobs were.

Once you were even further along, the sex didn't stop but you noticed Billy becoming a little softer with you during the act. He would always kiss your belly beforehand. Before he ravished you with his eager mouth, claiming that "Fuck you somehow taste even sweeter now." Or with his cock. He also loved trying new position that made you more comfortable, as you hated being on your back the bigger your belly got.

Once it was time for her to be born, Billy was freaking out on the inside but kept calm for you. He even insisted on being in the delivery room with you. It surprised you.

After the excruciating pain you went through, which was definitely worth it, you held your baby in your arms. A beautiful little girl, which Stu had said, looked like a wrinkly little piglet, as he came to visit. Billy had almost ripped his head off. Now after having fed her for the first time, with Billy watching you two like a hawk, she slept peacefully in your arms. You couldn't stop looking at her. She was the cutest thing you have ever seen. Billy had squeezed himself into the hospital bed with you, looking at his daughter.

"So when are we making the next one?" Billy couldn't even blink before you jabbed him with your elbow, hard. He let out a grunt but laughed anyway. He knows that as soon the doctor has cleared you for being able to have sex he would have you on your back in seconds. Especially knowing what cute babies you two make.

[flxrartsstuff]

Addicted to you

GojoxFemReader! 18+

authors note: ahhh the inspiration some fanarts are giving me is insane! Found another one, this time with Gojo. Yep, first time writing about him. Something simple. He’s laying in your bed and doesn’t want to get up. Too tired to do anything but that’s no excuse for you.

cw: Gojo being clingy, smut, cowgirl position, dry humping, riding, calling Reader princess, i love the view of the Fanart down below, nipple play, unprotected sex, cock warming

Fanart by: @hunnismokah (omg i love this so much, Hope it’s okay that i used it for this Banner!)

You wanted to close the curtains as the day was slowly going to end, the last sunrays hitting the room and tickling the broad figure that was laying in your shared bed. Now it was nothing but shared. He made himself comfortable as if owning the bed for himself alone, stretching one leg out, crossing one arm behind his head, muffling any sounds and words you couldn’t understand. Only wearing some black shorts and a white muscle shirt which was moved far up so you could see his well trained and perfectly abs. Even his shorts revealed so much of his shaped legs and you couldn’t resist to bite your lip by this harmless sight you got. But before you could close the curtains, his mumbling got louder, making you stop in the track.

»C‘mere.«

»What?« you asked, your brows furrowed in confusion, also in amusement. Sounding like a little child that didn’t want to wake up or going to bed too early. He stayed lying like this, didn’t move but only repeated his words. So you left the windows open and went over to the bed, sitting on the edge. Your eyes wandered over his figure, you didn’t hold back and you knew, even through his blindfold, he could see it all. A sly grin appeared on his glossy lips as he dragged his muscle shirt much higher, to reveal more of his upper body.

»Idiot.« you chuckled because of his playful demeanor and wanted to get up again, as he suddenly grabbed your wrist, pulling you back. You let out a surprised loud, falling back against his chest.

»You’re not going anywhere. Just stay with me.«

You opened your mouth to protest, saying you wanted to prepare for bed as well, but you did him this favor and remained still like that for a while. It wasn’t very comfy, half lying half sitting like that but you could feel his steady heartbeat on your back which was the best night melody to sleep with.

»I am so tired. So, sooo tired.« the white haired man cried out, pouting like a puppy.

»Then sleep already.« you suggested grinning, which brought another pouting from him. You gasped surprised as he pressed you harder against him and you felt something poking your side.

»You know I can’t sleep now.« his whisper tickled your skin and ear, which caused goosebumps all over your body. Your breath quickend immediately and the temptation was to hard to resist. Especially when he behaved like a little lost koala who couldn’t let go off you.

»Mhm, let me help you then.« you chuckled and turned around to face him. He already wanted to drag down his blindfold but you stopped him, placed a hand on his face. Before saying anything you took the next steps already and moved your body right on top of him to straddle him. Sitting right on his groin made him letting out a nasty little gasp.

»I like that kind of help, princess.« he said cockily, already grabbing your hips with his big hands as if making clear where you belonged to. Everything you wanted to do before, was totally forgotten now especially when he touched you liked this. And while he was tired lying under you, why not using this opportunity? Having the strongest to rile up like that, made your heart jump with anticipation.

»And I like that view. Got used to it.« the tease slipped out of your mouth and you couldn’t help but giggle. His lips separated to say something, but got immediately cut off the moment you slowly started to move your hips on him. A low growl escaped him, nothing to do now with his childish behavior seconds ago. Your pussy fluttered already, even though you just started your work on him. But the contact even through your clothes was electrifying, teasing you as much as him. And with every slow stroke, he became harder under you. His hands grabbing your more tight, squeezing your legs and thighs. It was your plan to take him right now and he would let you with pleasure. Who was he anyway to deny any of your brilliant plans? Especially when they included to have sex with you?

You rolled your hips smoothly and slowly along his groin, the bulge becoming much bigger now, that it teased your clit delightfully. You brought some good self control to not grind yourself on him too fast. You just wanted to enjoy the whole thing before ending too fast. His hands left a hot trail wherever they touched you, playing with the hem of your shirt to signalizing you to take it off already. Of course wearing no bra, he got the full sight to see of your wonderful, well formed breasts. Still too far away for him to grab, you leaned down to him. While you kissed him on his lips, his hands immediately went up to your tits, squeezing them as a thirsty that needed water. Playing with that sensitive nubs of yours which made you moan right into his mouth. It became hotter than you expected, your hips taking pace and the wetness dripping right on your panties. He knew that, felt the warmth between your thighs already. What would he give now to check; only a glimpse on that dampened panties of yours? Inhaling the scent and getting drunk of it?

You cupped his face, looked at his blindfold and still in his eyes. For someone who covered his eyes, it felt still too intense. You felt exposed in front of him, totally. His skin was soft, his lips naturally shiny and glossy, inviting to just kiss him without break. You didn’t even realized that you paused, just to admire his face. The white haired one chuckled amused.

»What? Too stunned by my face?«

»You could say that,« you just answered, already grabbing the blindfold and taking it off slowly. He blinked a few times, white strands of his hair falling over his eyes as his blue orbs were finally free and brightened. Two deep oceans that dragged you in, almost like a curse. You wanted to sink deeper into the waves, discovering him with all your heart. Under them you saw slightly darker shadows, your fingers brushed gently over them. The last sun rays which hit the room, reflected in his eyes, let them appear much brighter and sparkly. He truly was beautiful.

»Kiss me, princess.« he whispered after a while, seemingly lost in your gaze as well. Your lips hovered right above his the whole time and your breath crashed onto them. Within a second you claimed his lips as yours again. Your tongue eagerly founds its way along his lips, till he opened them to let you enter. Slowly your hips started to move again, while you made out so desperately hungry for each other that you almost forgot to breathe. He whimpered under you, air rushing through his nose and no matter what, he would never interrupt you to break this kiss. So it was you, only to lean down and drag his shorts down from his hips. He watched you with lust covered eyes, awaiting the moment you would finally free his cock. The bulge unmistakably big, made your pussy throb in anticipation. You wanted nothing more than to finally let it sink deep inside your walls. Dragging down his pants his long erection jumped out, hitting his lower abdomen and leaving a little hint of precum on his skin.

One of his large hands brushed over your cheek, moving a few strands of your hair aside to cup them behind your ear. »What you’re waiting for, princess? Try your best.«

Even though he seemed tired as hell minutes ago, it was interesting to see this kind of challenge in his eyes now. All tiredness like blown away, Gojo leaned back and grabbed after your hip to direct you on his length. After you freed yourself from your shorts and panties as well of course. A short glance went over to your panties as you threw them away and he noted that they were truly dampened and wet. First you only sat on it, without letting him enter that easily. But even the contact of your wet pussy right on his cock made him whimper in delight. You were perfectly warm and already dripping with your sweet juices that he would have easily access to slide deep inside your hole. But would you let him now? Of course not, you moved your hips again in slow motions along his shaft and this time no other clothes were disturbing you two. It sounded like heaven to hear him whimpering and groaning under you. It was a sight you rarely got to see especially from one who claimed to be the strongest of all. He stared like hypnotized at your hips and the sweet flesh of yours that rubbed along his erection with ease. Your mouth let out the sweets moans and you gasped everytime when your clit met with the head of his dick. Getting sensitive he felt, that your movements became faster and you naughty little thing wanted to get yourself off on his cock that easily. Sure he would let you, he would give everything for the sight of you rubbing yourself to release like that. Your brows furrowed, you bit your lip to avoid any too naughty sounds escaping from it. But sooner or later you gave it up. He felt the warmth of your dripping cum smearing along his cock as you came undone on him. Filthy louds coming uninhibited from your wide open mouth and made him grin proudly. The view of you cumming on him like that made his cock pulse only harder, the impatience growing much more than it was already. You never look more beautiful when a orgasm hit you like that. And he would be a fool for not letting you get yourself off on his dick. But of course, even this wasn’t enough for you, no. You needed him deep inside with all his length. So you repositioned yourself again, that your pussy was hovering over his cock, before letting it slide a along inside, slowly and gently to get used to the size and stretch it caused.

A delightful stretch you couldn’t get more of. And even him, who was only whimpering before, started to groan much louder now. Letting out what he was trying to control before. He searched for your gaze, reached for your chin to turn your head to him and to see the lust in yours eyes. So real, so uninhibited and free. It was like nothing could stop the both of you now.

»That’s good, princess. So good. Show me more, yeah? Don’t hold back…«

Your hands grabbed as much flesh of him as they could, leaving red marks on his shoulders or chest, as you started moving back and forth on him. Every movement teased your clit in such a nice way, that you weren’t only whimpering but already letting out loud and naughty moans, smiling and feeling absolutely addicted to it. His hands were doing his best to grab your hips and help you with guiding you along his cock. You found your comforting motions which made it so easy for you, so you didn’t hesitated anymore. Riding him with such filthy noises, louder moans and the bed which squeaked with every jump of you. His blue eyes fixed on your face as if he didn’t want to loose any moment of it. He loved the freckles smile on your open lips, as you rode him faster the more your pussy squeezed around him. Your orgasm approached with every second and there’s was nothing more you wanted right now.

»Fuck, that’s it, baby. Lookin‘ so fucking beautiful..!« he praised you, panting heavy and the grip around your hips growing stronger. Little pearls of sweat running down your forehead and the rest of your bodies, letting them shine in the simple light. Skin clapping against skin, echoing in the room in perfect sync.

»S-Sa..toru…oh my god..« you whimpered desperately, keeping intense eye contact with him, as you felt the big wave of your climax approaching. Making everything in your body shaking and trembling, preparing for the final release that would give you that explosive orgasm you both craved for. Smiling you threw your head back in pure satisfaction like a goddess, moaning his name louder and louder like a praise. And he couldn’t ask for a better view than this. You looked so beautiful and this brought him over the edge right after you as well.

That’s when his dick twitched severeal times inside of you before releasing his heavy load of cum with a long relieved growl. His brows furrowed in delight, his eyes half closed and his hands grabbing harder on your soft flesh. You rolled your hips several times over his dick to get more of your climax as possible, drooling over this high intense love making with him.

»This…was Perfect.« You claimed breatheless and leaned down to Kiss him sloppy, with your heart still hammering heavy against your chest. He reached immediately, not wanting to ever separate from you anymore. Chuckling and breathing through his nose, the white-haired man, pressed you against his chest. The warmth of your pussy still wrapped around his cock, he didn‘t seem to have any intention of letting you go. No, of course not. How clingy Gojo Satoru could be, this would be a very sleepless night again. Not that you had anything against it…

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[sweetyluvs]

RAAAAAA abby whispering in your ear while she toys with your clit💕💞

omg you guys are too much ‼️

you allowed a small whimper to leave your mouth at Abby's hand sliding down your exposed stomach, her lips kissing your neck and jawline as she allowed her fingers to wonder.

"do you want me to touch you here?" she hummed into you, the special spot on your neck vibrating. you let out a light, breathy moan. "yes please, abs." you said back, watching as her hand resting teasingly on your pussy. your words seemed to have been good enough for her, as her palm lifted up, fingers feeling around for a certain nub. you moaned when she brushed against it- purposely trying to not touch you at first. your eyes were hazed with want, watching her big, ringed fingers touch you, and only you while she sucked and kissed at your neck had you at the verge of tears.

"here?" she circled your clit with her thumb, pressing down on the nub while doing so. you gasped at the sudden rush of pleasure, breath hitching. "yes…” she laughed into your neck at the hitch, kissing her way up to your ear- finding solace and kissing around the area. two of her fingers joined together to rub you, her lips and her breath on your neck only adding to the fumes of the flame inside you. her fingers worked slow. Softly, carefully and slowly rubbing your clit, up and down, side to side. playing with it, toying with you-- and you just couldn't take it. "abs... i..”

you whimpered out, watching her hand go so agonizingly slow. you had a feeling she knew, too. "yeah, baby?" she whispered in your ear, warm breath fanning down your neck and chest. you shivered under it, swallowing. "abby.." you said in a complaining tone, too shy to say what you truly needed. "what is it? i'm touching you, isn't that enough?" she replied in a teasing voice. her hand paused, and you whined. "abby, please..”

"please what, babe? say it." she replied deeply, you could basically feel the lust radiating off her- and so, you gave it. with an embarrassed huff and rosy cheeks, you spoke.

“i.. i want you to go faster." you said all below a whisper, not daring to meet her satisfied eyes. "atta girl." she says back, kissing below your ear before you felt her hand move. she started off slow, but then suddenly had you grabbing the bed sheets and moaning. Her fingers worked so quickly- fucking the nub so fast that every second had heavy pleasure rushing through your body- hips jerking up subconsciously for more, her free hand had somehow made its way up to toy with your exposed breast- and you were too into it.

"ahh- abby- i...” you could get off from the sound of her hands fucking your clit alone, but the small coil inside you only began to build when she moaned into your neck. "fuck, baby. your already so wet." her deep voice shook your body to the core, the all too familiar feeling becoming too much to bare. You knew abby could tell you were about to cum- because she only quickend her pace, rubbing your desperate nub, pinching your hard nipple and sucking your neck so hard you were sure to have a hicky.

before you knew it, you let out a high pitched moan, whimpers followed after- your orgasm coming hard, yet leaving you only aching for more. abby didn't stop her movements on your clit, only slowing down for a moment before picking back up-helping you through it.

your breathing was loud, bare chest heaving as abby continued her pecking at your neck. "d' feel good, angel?" she hummed into your neck, big fingers continuing to toy with your now sore, puffy clit. "mhm..” you sigh out, watching her hand move back and fourth still- you couldn't ignore the want still lingering inside you.

"abby?" you called, her mouth still working on you. "yes, baby?"

"i want you to fuck me again, please." you whispered, and she paused. you could feel the smile she had against your neck, a small huff of laugher bubbling from her big chest.

"of course. good girls always get what they ask."

[echo-of-damnation]

A Little Treat

Part 2: Lamb for The Slaugher

Tags: Jago SevatarionxF!Serf, dubcon/noncon, stalking, standing sex, biting, mentions of blood, fingering, blowjob, spanking, cumming inside

Summary: Jago prided himself on being a strong willed man, but when the decadent scent of a baseline's arousal, he couldn't help stave off the temptation of tasting that delicate treat.

Echo's echo: This smut cured my blessing from Papa Nurgle.

The Pile: @thisuserislilsilly

Word Count: 2,493

 

The sweet scent of a humans arousal was too enticing for Jago to ignore. It had been months since he was last graced with this treat of a baselines need. He watched from the shadows as the serf woman struggled to keep her thoughts pure. Watching her shifting from foot to foot, tightening her thighs together to offer herself some form of respite from the going ache in her core. It took all of his power not to ravage her right where she stood, shaping her around him in front of the other serfs till she was his perfect little toy. The thought causing the tenting in his pants to rise higher.

                She looked like any other baseline did on the ship, pale from the lack of sunlight, dark bags under her tired eyes, but where the other had lost weight from their lack of food, she remained plump. Her face was soft and round, giving her a healthier and younger look than most of the serfs. Her breast hung heavy against her chest and Jago could imagine himself palming them through her shirt, feeling the way, the tender fat would fill his hands and spill between his fingers. Jago followed her as she wandered down the halls, opening and closing doors in the attempt to find a quiet place to hid herself away.

                He knew she could feel him stalking her, the wide-eyed look of a prey animal obvious on her when she would throw her head around to try and see if there was someone there. He wasn’t worried about her seeing him, the ship was kept dark to keep the Night Lords from straining their eyes in the lights. The only thing illuminating her path was the small emergency lights that dotted along the floorboards. Jago admired her plush thighs, which jiggled slightly as she walked. Each step causing his mouth to water with the thought of sinking his teeth into the soft flesh. He wondered what sort of sounds he could pull from her.

                His cock pulsing with each beat of his twin hearts sending a dull but pleasant ache to his core. Loosening the clasps of each piece of armor, leaving a quiet trail of breadcrumbs in his path. He didn’t want to waste what precious time he had with this gift in having to remove the cumbersome armor. The smell of her want grew stronger with each passing moment and each frustrated slam of a door. Jago’s nostrils flared at the scent, his pupils no doubt blown out with the primal need to sink his aching cock into the plump little serf and fill her with his seed.

                He followed her as she turned down a corridor and in her desperation, decided that a small alcove was her best option. Jago stood a few paces back as he listened to her breathing quickend, her heart pounding in her chest. Her hands fumbling with the belt tied around her waist as she put her back against the wall. He needed to get closer; he needed to take her. Jago palmed at the front of his pants, trying to give himself some stimulation but not enough to take him over the edge. No, that he was going to save for the pretty little creature.

                His cock ached to bury itself in her, to feel the slapping of their skin against each other as he buried himself in warm cunt. Her hands finally getting the belt undone, she all but ripped her pants to her knees, giving Jago a front row view of her perfect cunt. A well-trimmed patch of hair sat just above her cleft, oh how Jago wished to bury his tongue between her soft lips, to taste her release on his tongue.

                Her hands shook as one gently parted herself open, giving Jago a perfect view of her little pink clit, while the other sunk its fingers into her needy hole. A sinful moan falling from her open mouth. Jago groaned as he watched her slowly fuck herself, completely unaware of her audience. Stepping closer he could hear the wet sounds of her sex as she pumped her fingers in and out, desperate for her release.  The palming of the front of his pants turning into full on groping as he watched her undo herself. It wasn’t long before she fell over the edge. A pink flush spreading from her cheeks down her neck, no doubt radiating across her chest. She brought the hand not fucking her up to her mouth, biting on the soft pad of fat under her thumb to try and stifle her moan. It would have been effective if it wasn’t for Jago’s superhuman hearing. Her pathetic mewling at the overstimulation finally pushing him over the edge.

                He stepped into her space, blocking the only way out. Her eyes were still closed, basking in the after glow of her climax. “What a wonderful show you put on for me,” her purred.

                The serf jumped, her eyes shooting open as she clumsily tried to cover herself.

                Jago clicked his tongue, easily pulling her hands away. “Don’t be shy now little one. You looked absolutely ravishing as you fucked yourself,” his voice deep.

                “My lord- Ah-,” she didn’t know what to say, fear and embarrassment flowed through her veins.

                Jago took another step forward, closing the space between them. Pushing out his hips to allow her to feel his hard cock against her middle. “You should know better than to tease a man like me, little lamb. Its as if you were offering yourself to me on a silver platter,” he stared down at her and watched as her fear bloomed across her face sending another fresh pulse of blood to his aching sex, “I believe I am in need of your assistance now.”

                Letting go of her hands he pulled his pants down, his cock springing free. He could see her eyes widen at the size, almost hear the gears turning in her head at how that thing would ever fit anywhere in her. To his delight, he could smell her arousal grow stronger upon seeing him. With one large hand he began to push her down to her knees. Jago’s own excitement growing at the complete submission this little gift of his was showing him.

                Once on her knees he took himself in one hand and rubbed the leaking tip against her parted lips. She looked up at him the whole time, her pupils blown out with the prospect of being fucked by a demigod. With his free hand he ran it through her hair, “Now be a good girl for me and open your mouth wide,” he purred. Obediently and with no hesitation, the serf woman opened her mouth as wide, he could hear her heart beating faster than it had been.

                Slowly, Jago sunk himself in her warm wet mouth. Throwing his head back at the feeling of her tongue rubbing the underside of his cock, trying to taste him. She did well and took him down almost to the base, the hair he kept groomed just barely starting to tickle her nose. Her mouth was divine, and the sight of her stretched lips around his hard length was downright sinful. If Jago was a weaker man, he would have unloaded himself in that moment. A weak man Jago was not, slowly he pulled himself out, the woman in front of him sucking in air. “absolutely sinful. Continue on your own,” his voice gruff.

                The serf nodded her head, keeping eye contact with him, she brought one hand up to hold his length, her fingers unable to close completely around him. The closest thing Jago could describe what she did to his cock was worship. She ran her tongue from base to tip on one side and then back down the other, savoring the taste of him. A low growl radiated from his chest as she took him back down her tight throat, choking around his size. She looked so beautiful as tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes from trying to take him all the way. It was too much for Jago, his control wavering.

                He took her head in his hands and fucked her mouth, the sound of her choking echoing through the empty hall behind Jago. She brought her hands up and around his strong thighs to keep herself from falling over. Jago threw his head back as a loud moan ripped from him, pushing himself to the hilt, loving the feeling of her throat fluttering around him as her body fought for oxygen around him.

                Pulling himself out, he watched as a string of spit connected his tip to her mouth as he sucked more air into her burning lungs. Chuckling, Jago yanked her up and pinned her to the wall. He smashed his mouth against hers, shoving his tongue into mouth. He needed to taste himself on her and she left him. Wrapping her arms and legs as best as she could around his large frame, she moaned into his mouth when his tongue wrestled hers. It was a violent kiss, full of desperation and teeth. They both sucked and nipped at each other’s lips.

                Jago pulled away first, drinking in her puffy lips and half-closed eyes. He needed his cock in her. Putting her down in her feet, he turned her around and pushed her chest into the wall. The little serf dripping down her own leg with how needy she was. Bending her down more he rubbed one large finger against the outside of her hole, lubricating himself with her juices. He would need to work her open if they were to enjoy their little moment together.

                The serf wiggled her ass against his large finger, desperate to have something in her. “Now little lamb, we cannot rush your preparation,” Jago tutted and slapped her ass. Watching as the fat rippled on impact, a red imprint of his hand forming on her pale skin.

                “Yes, sorry. I’m sor-,” the serf’s apology was cut short with the intrusion of Jago’s finger. He chuckled darkly at her gasps as he pushed his finger deeper in, enjoying the way her muscles tightened around it.

 “So eager. A helpless little creature,” Jago added a second finger, “Don’t worry my little lamb. I will help you.”

He loved the way her walls fluttered around him as he praised her. Carefully thrusting his fingers in her, he marveled at the way her hole stretched around his fingers. Adding in a third, he trusted faster, pulling out delicious moans from her. Jago could feel her climax approaching with each fuck of his fingers. “That’s it, good girl. Would you like to cum?” Jago said in a husky voice.

“Yes! Ah- Yes!” the serf could barely form words.

Jago leaned over her till his lips grazed her ear, “Yes what?” he growled.

“Yes, please let me cum. I need to cum. Please Please!” She cried out.

Pumping his fingers harder and faster Jago growled out, “Then cum for me. I want to see you cum on my fingers. Let me hear how good they made you feel. Cum for me.”

The command and the desperation in his voice sent the serf toppling over the edge. Her orgasm ripping through her, her knees buckling under her. Effortlessly Jago caught her in one of his large hands while the other stroked his hard cock. “Don’t think we are done just yet.” Its time to return the favor,” and with that Jago placed his hot tip at her entrance. He wanted to savor this moment, so he pushed himself in slowly, painfully slowly.

His jaw fell open as he watched her hole stretch to accommodate his size. Her gasps and moans at the pain and pleasure of being forced open was like music to his ears. He mused at thinking he was ruining her for anyone else. He was molding her to fit him and him alone. He breathed through his nose, concentrating on the feeling of the serf’s decadent cunt but desperately trying to hold back his impending orgasm.

When he was fully sheathed within her and her supple ass was pressed against him, Jago let out a roar and ripped her shirt off causing her to yelp in surprise. He couldn’t control himself any longer. He groped her breast in his large hands, moaning as the soft fat filled his hands. Jago pulled himself out till just his tip was still in her warmth before slamming back into her. Her moans grew higher and higher in pitch with every thrust. His heavy balls slapping against her clit as he piston himself, chasing his orgasm. Jago’s usual calm and collected demeanor fully falling away as her grunted like an animal, palming her breast pulling harshly on her nipples, needing to hear her pained whines. He knew she was loving every moment of the abuse from the way she would tighten around him. Jago licked at the sweat on her neck, savoring her taste until a more primal instinct took hold and he sunk his teeth into the soft junction of her neck and shoulder. Her blood trickling into his mouth and coating his tongue, pushing him past the brink.

Pushing himself as deep as he could one last time, he came hard with a deep and loud moan against her neck. His warm seed filling her belly had her following right behind him. The mix of the pain from the bite and the ecstasy of the feeling of being filled with his cum, making the serf scream out in her orgasm, her cunt milking him dry.

Jago stilled, relishing in the after glow of their combined orgasm. Lazily lapping at the wound on her neck, he knew it was never going to heal, not with the venom in his saliva. He didn’t care, he wanted her to have a constant reminder of this carnal moment, how he took her in a dark corner and made her forever his even though she didn’t know it yet. Her blood was so sweet on his tongue, how could he ever let this gift go?

Slowly he pulled himself out, groaning the while way, and watched as his cum dripped out of her twitching hole. It was begging him to stuff it full again, but he had already taken enough time away from his duties. With one final slap of her ass, he moved away from her and watched her sink to her knees. She was still trying to catch her breath as he put himself back into his pants.

“A divine gift you were. Next time I will make sure we have more time and a more comfortable space.”

Snapping her head around to look at him at the prospect of next time, Jago had already gone. His dark laughter echoing down the halls.  

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If only... E.W

pairings~ suicidalellie ×reader

warnings~ self harm, suicide, bipolar disorder, addiction. ( I have experience with all of these things so I'm not writing off stereotypes.)

summary~ after meeting ellie your life seems to have turned completely upside down in the best way possible, everything is going great until ellie has a sudden change of mood.

my breath lingered in the air, causing condensation to cover my cold phone. I was wordlessly staring at Ellie's contact. She had still not opened my message after three days of it being sent. I didnt even care about her replying anymore, I just needed a sign to say she was okay. Anything. whether it being a notification that she had read my message, or even the app saying that she was online. I waited. I waited more. Nothing, nothing at all. I started to feel a deep sorrow filling my lungs, like a dark murky water infested with everything i feared. it felt like it was flooding my entire body, that i was nothing but a hole of pain and helplessness.

When i first met Ellie, she was like a light in my foggy life, like a new path of happiness, something I had been searching for my entire life. She would always be there, right by my side with that gorgeous smile on her face, ready to crack one of her stupid dad jokes to hear the sound of my laugh echo through her ears. But for the past few weeks, I began to feel less of Ellie's presence. Almost as if that light guiding the path was flickering, dimming, losing its spark.

She had told me about her past. How she had problems communicating when things were getting bag again, having trouble explaining why she did what she did. Of course there was always a scientific explaination to Ellies pain, but she said that it didnt really explain in detail how she felt, the words on the screen didn't strike her with relisation and emotion. They were just letters.

my phone had turned off now, leaving me alone in the dark cold room of my house. the only thing warm about anything was the tears running out of my eyes and down my neck, creating an uncomfortable feeling of them dampening my shirt. My breathing quickend, feeling as though my lungs could not fill enough with all the air I had to suck in. Gripping my shirt, I stood up, shaking slightly from the sudden pace of movement. All the the thoughts flooding to my head, to many to keep up with, my brain speeding through visions of the mabye futre, and past. I was putting myself in horrific scenearios. And then it hit me. The ding of my phone, the slight, normally quiet sound was now like an ominous siren, screaming, daring me to pick up the phone. my shaking hand slowly edged towards the edge of my bed, I cautiously handled the device, almost as if in one wrong move it would shatter.

' one new notification from 'Ells<3''

my heart plummeted back into place a small smile that didnt quite reach my eyes found its way back onto my face. My fingers,shuddering slightly from the sudden adrenaline, move quickly across the screen trying to type in my password. Once I did I was exitedly clicking onto her contact, only for my exitment to be short lived and immediately replaced with worry and disatisfacation, for the uncanny message I got was:

' Ells<3 deleted a message'

I study the new words on my screen, waiting to discover something upon the message. My brain replied with a short message of

'?, you okay Ellie?'

she was quick to reply, supposing that she had been waiting there on the othere line for my answer.

' mhm. just love you'

usually I would have been quite flustered with the small message but in this instance it had a deeper, dispondent meaning. I was worrid. Terrifed even, then it hit me. Everything hit me. The way she had started to wear longer sleeves instead of her beloved band t-shirts, the unusual case of her sharpeners missing the blade, how she had been disancing herself with me. everything registers in my head, all the missing peices to these scatterd visuals.

panic took over my body as my vision clouded slightly, my heart felt heavy as my brain did not. withought registering what I was doing my legs were already on the move. clumsily walking towards my front door and grabbing my car keys. I left my door open, there was no time to shut it for what might come. My hands harshly squeezing the sharp edge of the keys, leaving a small irritated mark on my palm as I pressed random buttoms on the device, trying to unlock my car door.

minutes passed. I was driving as fast as I possibly could without death, but yet it did not seem fast enough. The pace of my breathing rapid as I tried to recall the route to Ellie's house. my face was still but slightly paniced as tears poured out of my eyes and into my open mouth. My heart felt small yet big at the same time, like it was being streatched and sprawled to withstand all the pain and dispair it was recieiving.

as I pulled up to Ellie's house, I instantly opend my car door and flung myself out with a newfound urgency, not bothering to get into a safer parking space instead of in the centre of the road. I was sobbing, almost screaming hystericlly now trying to search for Ellie's spare key she always left under the door matt. A vision clouded my memory of Ellie and I standing drunkenly at the front porch of her home, we were laughing as she scurried to show me her 'awesome' hiding space for her dinosour shaped key she got custom designed for herself. Mabye if my past self saw myself now, trying to break down the door because I couldnt remember where she kept that stupid fucking key, I might of avoided the relationship entirely, or made it her life mission to do anything she could to stop Ellie from having another episode.

I snapped back into reality as the door swung open, my right shoulder now cut and bleeding from the repetitive impact onto the door, I rush across her kitchen and up the stairs, screaming Ellies name, the words now sounding forgein on my tounge, I could feel the desperation of my voice. The vibrations of the sounds itching and clawing at my throat, all while I grasped at the railings of the staircase, hauling myself upstairs.

I turned every corner I could, trying to be as silet as I could as I heard my weeping echo through the hauls. I heard a quiet buzz from the bathroom light across the hall, the yellow hues and tones illuminating the dark and eerie walls. I vigilantly tread through to the bathroom as I peaked my head throught the door.

at first I saw nothing, then the small strands of auburn hair floating from the bathtub caught my attention.

My breath hitched as I called out her name.

No repsonse. But I still heard a wavering and asthamtic breath.

I rushed towards her side, yanking the shower curtain off the rod in the process, I was met with the sight that would always be in the back of my mind, waiting to pounce as soon as I kept my gaurd down, that would keep me up at night screaming till my lungs bled and clawing at my skin.

Ellie layed there, bleeding out into the drain of the bath tub, with a pale face and cold skin, deep cuts carved into her arms with a bottle of ketamine empty, laying there, mocking me by her side.

I shrieked louder for anyone to hear, I was no longer breathing instead bawling and seize my phone from behind me, calling 911.

as I press the call button my my phone with my shaking hands, still sobbing hystericaly as my clothes were now soaked with the salty liquid I felt her cold hand touch mine.

' Hello 911 whats your emerancy?' I heard the dispatchers fuzzy voice from my phone as I dropped it to the floor, my entire attention on the fact Ellies hand was rubbing against mine. I was silent, too shocked an hurt to say anything at all.

'its okay baby' she whisperd and splutterd, she tried to reach her hand to caress my face one last time before I saw death take over her eyes and her hand drop with a thud against the bathtub.

I yelled and screamed and cried, trying to get anyone to bring her back to me, trying to convince myself that she was messing with me, thats she was okay really and not like the sight I had unfolded infront of me.

'sweetheart is everything okay? Police and Ambulence are on their way'

I didn't respond grasping at everything I could to steady myself as my hysterics rocked my body, smearing tearss and blood, everything I could pick up was thrown, smashed glass and everything everywhere, my head felt unsteady as I smacked it off the sink and everything went dark.

to this day I still wonder if I wasn't enought to make her stay, If I wasn't enough to fill the hole in her heart, she filled mine, but why couldn't I do the same.

if only life hadn't planned out this way, she might be here in my arms, blabbering on about her space facts she loved so dearly.

if only.

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A/N: Hi guys! sorry i just dumped all that on you. I sobbed while making this but at the same time it was so relaxing.

tags: @twoshadesblonder @bready101

[thepersonnamedsam]

she got this - op81

pairing: oscar piastri x academic!girlfriend

summary: oscar visits his girlfriends bachelor thesis defending

word count: 1.3k

face claim: phoebe bridgers

warnings: a swear word, some angst - mentions of a panic attack

note: this is for my baby @lissyontour, you got this, pls wish her good luck for today <3

oh and it’s my first oscar fic, hihi, enjoy it

and there is some of the bachelor thesis… i had to include some of it, thanks to chat gpt

masterlist / taglist

Fuck, was she nervous. Her head was spinning and her legs were jelly - no, scratch that - her legs were liquid.

Her eyes were trying to focus on something, just something that would help her back to reality. She knew she was somewhere else right now, somewhere where she shouldn’t be.

Why wasn’t Oscar with her? Why was she alone? This was not how she planned it!

Her heart was beating, she felt it nearly pop out of her chest. It almost hurt. Oscar should’ve been here with her, but a last minute meeting with Zak just threw her plans overboard.

Her breath quickend and her hands searched for the only safe thing she could think of, her phone. Her fingers quickly glided over the screen and Oscars answer made her hold her breath for a second.

Standing in front of the auditorium, the heavy red doors made her uneasy. It’s gonna be time soon.

Oscar had to hold himself back not to text her that he was actually sitting in the front row and waiting for her to enter the room. He knew it was cruel. But he just had to do it.

He was so much more nervous than her. He watched her write that bachelor thesis for over six months now. At every race she was sitting in his drivers room with at least ten books and her laptop. Only just for the last five laps she came out of the room to watch him race.

He appreciated her coming, she could’ve just stayed at home and studied, but she always came with. Multitasking her way through her studies. And he was so proud of her. There was no way he would miss her final step of the way.

And he knew his cruelty was all worth it, as she stepped into the room and her eyes spotted his. Her whole face lit up and he could almost spot some tears of relief.

„What are you doing here?“, she mouthed. A small smile on her lips. „Supporting you“, he mouthed back, matching her smile.

„Welcome Ms y/l/n!“, her professor welcomed her. „I am exited to hear you defend your bachelor thesis about; How Greek Mythology influenced modern literature.“

She smiled at her favourite teacher and took out her thesis. She closed her eyes for a second, breathed in and out again. She was ready. Oscar knew she studied English literature and oh did that make her sexy.

But he had no idea of Greek Mythology or modern literature by any means. Yes, he read her thesis at least twice, but did his brain understand anything she meant? It did not. Being the smart one was all her job.

„Welcome Professor McAllister, dear colleagues, guests and friends. I hereby welcome you dearly to my defending of my bachelor thesis: How Greek Mythology influenced modern literature.“

Oscar listened intently and always smiled when she looked at him for reassurance. His heart was swelling with proudness. He soon had a girlfriend with a bachelor degree.

„In the vast tapestry of literary evolution, Greek mythology stands as an enduring thread, weaving its timeless narratives into the very fabric of modern literature. As contemporary authors navigate the labyrinth of inspiration, they find themselves entwined with the rich tapestry of gods, heroes, and mythical creatures that originated in ancient Greece.

The resurgence of interest in Greek mythology can be traced to its profound impact on archetypal storytelling. From the lofty heights of Mount Olympus to the depths of the Underworld, these tales resonate with universal themes that transcend temporal and cultural boundaries. Authors draw from the exploits of Zeus, the sagas of heroes like Achilles, and the tragedies of figures like Oedipus to explore complex facets of human nature. The gods' capriciousness mirrors the unpredictable forces that shape our destinies, while the struggles of mortals against divine intervention echo the perennial human quest for agency in the face of cosmic uncertainty.

Prominent literary figures, from James Joyce to J.K. Rowling, have paid homage to Greek mythology, infusing their works with echoes of ancient narratives. The hero's journey, a concept rooted in the mythic structure of heroes like Perseus and Hercules, serves as a narrative template for protagonists in contemporary novels. These echoes are not mere nostalgic nods; they represent a perennial dialogue between past and present, a dialogue in which timeless themes find new expression.

Moreover, the enduring allure of Greek mythology lies in its malleability. Authors wield the myths as allegorical tools to explore issues ranging from power dynamics and hubris to the nuances of morality. The Hydra of Lerna becomes a metaphor for societal challenges that sprout anew when seemingly eradicated, and the labyrinthine trials of Theseus mirror the complexities of modern ethical dilemmas.

In essence, the enduring influence of Greek mythology on modern literature is a testament to the universality of its themes and the perennial resonance of its characters. As authors continue to delve into the wellspring of ancient tales, they discover not relics of a bygone era, but rather a living reservoir of inspiration that fuels the imagination of generations, perpetuating the eternal dance between the ancient and the contemporary.“

Her voice angelic as it could be, drew in people who never even heard of the topic. You didn’t have to be interested in Greek Mythology to listen to her thesis, because she delivered her speech that even Oscar understood and left him wanting to know more about it.

My god was he proud. He was in awe, his beautiful girlfriend standing up there, speaking about her passion and delivering it in a way he never thought she could.

Even the look on Professor McAllister made him proud. She looked at his girlfriend with a proud smile, nodding along with her and reassuring her. She was gonna ace this.

Oscar was snapped out of it when the whole auditorium clapped. She was standing with the biggest smile on that stage. Oscar just had to get a picture of her. His new wallpaper.

„Thank you, Ms y/l/n. This was magnificent! We‘ll just discuss real quick and we‘ll be back with your grade. You can be proud of yourself, Ms y/l/n“, Professor McAllister told the young woman on stage.

And as soon as they left the room, she squealed and ran to Oscar. He opened his arms and let the girl spring into his embrace. „Hi“, he whispered. „Hi“, she whispered back. „I thought you weren’t coming?“

He laughed, a real deep belly laugh. „I had to surprise you!“ She hit his shoulder and said: „I hate you, but I’m glad you came.“

„You did so well, my love. I am so proud of you! We have to celebrate afterwards, anything you want.“

The time together was cut short, when the door opened again and the four professors walked in again. „Ms y/l/n, please, have a seat“, her professor said and pointed to the chair sat in front of the four.

She nervously walked over to them and smiled at them. „No need to be nervous, you did well, you can be proud of yourself.“

They talked stuff Oscar didn’t understand. But when he saw a big smile form on her face, he knew she received the best grade she could’ve. Proud, that’s the only word that came to Oscar’s mind.

„I love the boys“, she told Oscar. He smiled up at her and said: „I know you do, but only I can celebrate with you today.“ She giggled and would’ve almost kicked her feet, if it weren’t for the others in the room.

Professor McAllister handed y/n her diploma and told her they’d see each other at official ceremony. After that, Oscar and his girlfriend almost sprinted out of the auditorium.

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri how did we get from that to this?

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yninsta the first one is NOT me, idk where you got this from

user1 weren’t we all at that point during our studies?

user2 yes, yes we were

yninsta glad i wasn’t alone…

oscarpiastri so it was you

yninsta oop-

landonorris congrats, y/n! when we gonna get a lecture about greek mythology from you?

yninsta any day you want

landonorris now?

oscarpiastri no, now she’s busy with me

landonorris ewww, my eyes are scarred, don’t ever come back to the mclaren garage

oscarpiastri i didn’t mean it that way

yninsta he did

landonorris you’re just kids

user3 we love an academic wag

user4 so proud of you, y/n!

mclaren congratulations, y/n, next podium is for you 🍾

yninsta thank you, admin

yninsta thank you, baby

oscarpiastri i am so proud of you, darling

loganseargant i cannot believe i have a friend with a bachelors degree…

yninsta better believe it, american boy

user4 do u even know what a bachelors degree is..?

user5 american slander, we love it

alex_albon we are all proud, y/n

user6 we really are

yninsta thank you all so much, i love you guys so much

georgerussel63 oh no, she’s getting sentimental, let’s stop here guys

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[webism]

after a mission you find yourself in a hotelroom with nanami and takuma, your boyfriend

they didn't have anymore rooms left so they gave you a 3 bed room, one double bed and one normal bed

since takuma and you are a couple, nanami decided to give you the double bed and has gone to sleep

after a while of cuddling and trying to sleep takuma got a bit handy and slipped his hand under your shirt

at first they were just light touches, his fingers tracing over your skin to soothe himself, but after a few minutes his hand wander further up your body, grabbing one of your tits and massaging it lightly

"what are you doing kuma?" you ask him with slight annoyance, keeping in mind that nanami is laying right over the other side of the room

"need you babe, pleaseee" he said with a low voice not to wake nanami up

"you're unbelievable" you said but still complying and turning over so you face him, kissing him softly and putting your hands in his boxers

he was already half hard and when you touched him a small whimper slipped out of his mouth

"shhh you got to be quiet kuma"

he just nodded and squeezed his eyes close, trying not to make to much noise

your strokes got faster, playing with his slit and gathering the precum to use as a bit of lubricant

"fucking shit" takuma mutters

you feel him coming closer and closer to his orgasm, his breath quickend, his abs clenching under your touch

he tries so hard to stay silent but he just can't, not when you are stroking his dick so deliciously

small whimpers and moans fall from his lip, biting on it when he feels like he's being to loud

you kiss him when you feel him finally cum undone on your hand so that he doesn't moan out loud

after catching his breath he smiles at you, whispering sweet "i love you"s at you, kissing you and cuddling into your chest

suddenly you hear nanami get up from his bed and walking to the door, annoyed look on his face

"I'm gonna ask if they really don't have any more rooms left"

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free smut from 🤞🏻 anon here. holy shit. holy fuck. you need to POST FICS ID EAT THIS UPPPPP

[ihavenoideawhatiamdoingjustgay2]

And your fears could fill bootes void

Genre : Fluff, (Emotional) Hurt comfort,

Notes : ADHD and GN! Reader, you are wearing make up and a dress though, self indulgent, soft! Arlecchino :), please don't try to fill bootes void with anything it's 300 million ligth years big and houses only 60 galaxies, based on my horrible graduation preparation

Sypnosis : You are panicking and nothing seems to go rigth, but then Arlecchino comes to your rescue.

Take me to AO3

You ball the wipes up and throw them at the nearest trashcan, missing, but that wasn`t of your concern now. You grabed the eyeliner once again, the lid had been long abandoned, exposing the pointy liquid brush. You take a deep breath as you watch yourself setting it at the redend corner of your eye, drawing a straigth line in one fell swoop. You let the air escape from your lungs, moving to do the next eye. Then your eyes fall on the reflection of the clock and you start to visibly shake. Curses fall from your lips as you realize, and you hold your head in your hands, realizing only now how bad it really was.

„This is fine, it is ok.“

You tell yourself, lie to yourself. You release your head, you were sure that you could fix it still, very simple, esspecially considering your shaking body and the clock that is ticking closer to your independing doom. You turn to the mirror, mind with the clock, eyes on the line, you were sure you could do it. You set on, getting ready. But alas, it worked as well as it did before. Your breath quickend as you grabbed another round of wipes, tears rolling down your cheeks ruining your remaining make up. Why did they write the wrong time on the invite!? God fucking damn it. Why should you even go at this point? You would just embarass Arle and the whole Fatui as a whole. Worse even : you`d miss the start. Running in after everyone else certainly wouldn`t look flattering.

You screamed quickly, not noticing the woman in your mirror untill you were done.

Her presence was like a whiplash into your face, you wiped your tears away, standing up, your breath still short, tears still burning their way down.

„I will take that as a `no`.“

She must have asked you something. You suck in a breath. „I can not with this fucking eyeliner and now that I started crying everything is ruined! I am not even in my clothes and- damn we will run late! I called and gods! You should just go withouth me!“ during your outburst Arlecchino had moved to your vanity already, waiting untill you were finished. You watch her leaning against it.

„Sit.“ she said, her head leaning towards the chair.

You stare for a few second before your body follows her ask and sits you down on the chair, she takes your chin, making you look up at her. Her gaze sweps over your face, then she mumbles :“You`ve been to harsh on yourself.“ she takes a wipe herself and has it gently go over your eyes, a gentleness that was only reserved for you and maybe sometimes the children. „And you didn`t get everything.“ she adds, rubbing a bit. It takes her a while untill she holds your head up in satisfaction, untill her thumb strokes your cheek. „There. We can work with that.“

She takes a few steps back, to the trashcan and you get a better look at her. You bite your lips. „You look...“ she slowly turns back. Her body was covered with a formal suit, though she had removed her jacket and rolled up her sleeves, after coming in, exposing her muscles. You blush. How childish. „Pretty handsome.“

„And the person at my side will look equally as good.“ you smile, and her eyes got kinder. „Now close your eyes for me?“ you watch as she dips one of your brushes into a palette, then do as she asked. The brush caresses over your eyelids like a feather, while the ticking of the clock cuts into your ears like a knife. Your leg starts to shake again.

„We will be late.“ you state.

„It could indeed come to that. But, it is not our fault if they put the wrong time on it.“

You open your eyes as she looks for something, then hear her open the mascarra with a plop.

As you look up at her and as the ligth purs down at her she, she almost seems like an angle with an white halo. She would stab most for the comparison though, unless they put „Death“ in it. Your angle of death. „Don`t stab me with that?“ you joke.

She snickered. „I`d never.“ she applied it as gently as when she swiped your face, or when she did the eyeshadow. Arlecchino then took a good look at everything, turning your head, tilting hers, she then took the eyeliner, you watched her shake it to then close your eyes, biting your lips in anticipation. A smooth line was drawn twice and then both were filled in.

You wanted to open your eyes but she shut them.

„I am not done yet.“ she declares

Your ears go back to the clock. „Arle-“

„Do not worry. I will handle it.“ it didn`t do much, yet you decided to sit still. For the next few minutes, she is doing something with your face, you think she may be retouching the foundation and the blush, but who knows.

You hear the brushes being sorted in, everything really. She was a neat person, was she not? Always making sure the blood was scrubed away and always taking care of the witnesses herself.

„Done.“ she then announces withing a breath, you turn to the mirror with a smile, then crock your head while staring at the ligth eyeshadow, the blush accentuating your cheekbones.

„It is very decent.“

She puts her hands on your shoulders. „There was no reason for much. I just accentuated what was already there.“ she quickly kissed your cheek and then moved to your dress, to your shared bed.

You turn back to the clock, fear hovering above you like a sword. „We will be so late-“

„Will you need my assitance with the dress?“

You took a breath. „Perhabs.“ you then hurry to undress, while Arlecchino is putting her jacket back on.

„Alrigth.“ you state, sliping into the dress, nearly tripping in the process.

Arlecchino quickly zips you up, giving you another chaste kiss on the back of your neck, but you had no real time to react since she decided to twirl you slowly, but your eyes were only glued to the door. „You look ravishing my dear.“

You flashed a quick smile at her before taking her hand and formly dragging her towards the door.

Arlecchino only gave you a sigh as you asked if you`d come at the rigth time by foot.

She stopped you once you got in front of the door. „What, what is it?“

She pushed your hair back, grabbing your face. „The way is only five minutes, calm down.“

She then took your arm, opening the door for you, hushing a look at your shoes.

„Huh, you are wearing the shoes I gave you.“

You couldn`t stop yourself. „No.“ the lie slips from your lips like butter and she stares into your soul. You count the seconds, her steps. After a few years of being married you were able to lie and look into her eye after for maybe ten seconds before gaining a headache, though that number subtracted itself by half due to your nervosity this fine evening. You looked down. „Yes. They are pretty.“

She chuckled, taking your hip before walking down the stairs. „You should stop this little game of yours I´m slowly burning away all of your braincells at this point.“

„Well, have I ever had any to begin with?“

She would have chuckled if you weren`t out. Your wolf. „You have always been impecable.“ All of a sudden you felt her lips against your own. You let yourself melt into it, her, making you forget your fear for just a few seconds. It was not usuall for her to do this unprompted, most times you were gratefull for that, but now.

She parted from you, though her touch lingered for longer. You breated, remembering what she had said, smiling up at her. „Well thank you my dearest husband.“

And like that, you made your way to the event and it couldn´t have gone better.

[thelov3lybookworm]

I Didn't Ask For This (part 5)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Summary: Marriage had always been something sacred to little Y/n, something dream like, where her husband would come and whisk her away to a fairyland. At least, that's what she had always thought.

All her dreams would be shattered.

But maybe she can salvage them?

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Tw: forced marriage, none more that I can think of, so let me know if I need to add anything.

A/n: do you think we forgive azzie? Just a lil bit? He's going to grovel and a lot more, but that would be in the next parts. This is just a build up for the next part. Also, send me some ways that you would like to see azzie grovel, if there are any.

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Azriel's pov.

He couldn't move for what felt like eternity, staring at the doorway through which she had disappeared.

He hadn't realised what was really going on inside her head when he'd turned her away all those times. Hadn't realised that the pain she went through was enough to make her want to have the peace and quiet of death.

He had, for some reason, thought that she just wanted to rub it in his face, that she was now married to him. Somehow, over the years since he had left his father's camp, he had grown to resent the tattoo on his ring finger. Resent the meaning of it. Resent his first friend...

And love.

Because no matter how hard he tried to deny it, younger Azriel had fallen in love with the only person who had shown him kindness. A girl who was barely any younger than him. It had felt nice, to have a friend to play with. To know all the pleasures of being a kid, no matter how fleeting. And she had given him that.

And he had broken her heart.

No. He hadn't broken her heart. He had stomped over what was left of it. And not cared.

The female who had not cared for his dirty clothes or hands or hair or face, and befriended him, had just wanted to figure out how to proceed in these inconvenient times, and he had yelled at her and told her that she ruined his life.

He had kicked her out of his room and had her sleep on a couch. And even though the couch was comfortable to sit on, it wasn't really ideal for sleeping.

He hadn't slept that night. He couldn't as he thought of how he would break the news to Elain. As he wondered if she already knew. As he cared for things and people he shouldn't have cared about.

All while the person he should have cared about was tossing and turning in restless sleep on an uncomfortable couch.

His shadows had informed him of everything, and he knew how the night went for her. No matter how much he wanted to tune the information out, his shadows wouldn't stop.

So he knew all about how she had devoured the food the house had provided her with as if she hadn't eaten in a long time– she probably hadn't, considering her extremely malnourished frame. How she didn't want to move. How she lay down on the couch and the house provided her with a blanket. How she kept waking up in a cold sweat after hours of trying to have a restfull sleep, searching around, as if expecting someone to come at her any second.

His shadows also kept whispering of how beautiful she was. Of the little scrunch in her brows when she started dreaming of something unpleasant. How her breathing quickend. How she had refused to tell Rhys that Azriel had, in fact, kicked her out, that too quite rudely. How a smile had spread on her extremely kissable lips when–

Azriel shook his head, trying to focus on the path forward. He knew he had fucked up, a really big fuck up at that. Maybe the biggest one yet. But thinking of that and feeling guilty about it would not help, when any second she could be doing something to harm herself.

His wife.

He didn't know what had come over him at Rita's, just that it had felt right. He had wanted to incinerate the males who kept glancing at her in admiration. It wasn't as if even he could look away from her, she just looked so damn gorgeous.

But then one of the males had the audacity to slide into the seat next to hers, and it had taken all the self control he had in him to not strangle him right away.

He needed to talk to her, tell her how sorry he was.

Before he knew what he was doing, his legs had carried him towards the stairs and down them, walking past one of the dining areas that the inner circle used the most to get to her room. Before he could, he was stopped by someone yelling his name. He inwardly groaned when he realised it was Nesta.

He had two choices, either he stay and listen to Nesta's very gracious words, or he could dissappear, though the latter wouldn't help for too long as she would have him at breakfast tomorrow.

He sighed and turned to Nesta, who was now almost upon him.

"Yes?"

"What's wrong with you! Can't you ever let her live in peace? Must you always stand in the way of her happiness?" She pushed him and he staggered back, not having expected such anger. "Go and apologise to her!"

"I was going to do just that, but you stopped me–"

"No one's stopping you now. Go." He could practically see steam coming out of her ears, her face flushed with anger. So, not wanting to have her wrath unleashed upon him, he turned and left, walking towards Y/n's room.

Praying she would listen to what he needed to say.

Hoping she wouldn't turn him away like he had all those times she had tried to speak.

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Y/n's pov.

She lay facing the huge window towards the side of the bed, willing herself to fall asleep. But she couldn't, not when her heart still beat as if it wanted to get out of her chest.

There was a knock on the door, making Y/n glance back at it. She wondered if the person would go away if she didn't respond. She got her answer when a knock came again. She sighed and went to open the door.

She opened it to peek at who it was before slamming it shut in Azriel's face.

"Please Y/n. I'm just here to talk. Please open the door." He begged, his voice muffled. Y/n shook her head– even though she knew he could not see– and turned away.

Something in her peripheral vision snagged her attention, making her turn her head. A shadow bobbed up and down in front of her face, making her pause. The shadow then went on to fly around her in circles before coming up to Y/n's face and rubbing against her cheek, almost in a placating motion.

She couldn't stop the tiny smile that made its way onto her face as the shadow went back to hovering in front of her face.

"You want me to let him in?" She whispered to the shadow, who rapidly flew in an up and down motion. She cocked her head. "Is he here to fight?" This time, the shadow flew from side to side, as if shaking it's head.

She thought for a moment before turning back to the door and opening it. Azriel was sitting against the wall next to the door, his head in his hands. As soon as he heard the door open, his head swung up. He looked at her, hope and skepticism mingling in his eyes. She inched the door open, and he jumped up, a bounce to his steps.

He waddled in, rounding on her as soon as the door clicked shut.

She sighed, crossing her arms and pinching the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger. "Be quick. I need to sleep."

He cleared his throat. "I was wondering if... you'd be willing to forgive me?"

"Is that all?" When he didn't reply, she went on. "No. I have no interest in forgiving you."

"Please. I swear I'll make it up to you. I–"

"Why, Azriel?" She asked, looking up at him. "Why suddenly this need for my forgiveness?"

He swallowed. "I realised... how much of an ass I've been."

She nodded, matter-of-factly. "That you have."

"So I wanted to see if I could redeem myself. You don't have to forgive me now. Take as much time as you want. Take centuries, but please give me a chance." His eyes were placating, searching hers.

"A chance for what Azriel?"

"A chance to be a better person. Someone deserving of you. Maybe we could be a happy couple."

"Why? Elain kick you out of her bed?"

"No–I– no." He sputtered for a good few moments, baffled, before he regained his composure. "This has nothing to do with Elain. Today when you saw us, I was telling her that we could not continue to do whatever it was that we were doing. She wanted a final kiss." Shame dripped from every word out of his mouth.

Y/n searched his eyes for any hint of deception, but found none. Could she trust him not to leave her again? Could she let him have the pieces of her heart she had left and trust him not to throw them away?

She wasn't sure, and maybe he saw it in her eyes as his face fell, all hope vanishing from that beautiful face

"It–it's okay if you don't want to forgive me. I just thought that maybe you wanted this too."

She took a deep breath. "How can I trust you Azriel? How can I, when you have broken me every chance you got?"

"Trust me this one time Y/n, I won't let you down again. Let me make it up to you, please."

Y/n pondered it for a few moments before sighing. "Fine. But leave now, I need to sleep."

A smile lit up his face, making him all the more attractive. He nodded happily before he vanished into his shadows.

She lay down in her bed again, finally feeling sleep crawling in.

Her last thought before she fell asleep was that Azriel had knocked on her door when he could have just barged in or stepped through his shadows, especially when she shut the door in his face.

He respected her privacy.

She was grateful that he had given her that choice. One she had never had.

And for some reason, it healed her soul, even if it were a little bit.

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Part 6

[ev3rgreenxtrees]

Halloween Mischief

-C.S

Synopsis: You and your best friend Chris decide to go to a halloween party as Tate Langdon and Violet from “American Horror Story”, but when you put his makeup on him, something unexpected happens.

Pairing: Sub!Chris Sturniolo X Dom!Fem Reader

Warnings: SMUTTTTT, unprotected p in v (wrap it before you tap it PLEASEEEE.), oral (m & f receiving), use of pet names (good boy, baby, sweetheart), cockwarming, bondage kink, choking, degradation and praise kink, male overstimulation, cussing (obv), kinky asf.

“Chris! Hold still!” You giggle, trying to hold the wiggling boy down. You were standing in front of the boy as he sat on the bed, as you pressed the cold eyeliner against his nose.

“I’m trying!” The boy argues. You shake your head as he pulled away from the cold soft material, for seemingly the tenth time within the past three minutes.

You furrow your eyebrows, before moving yourself onto his lap, to restrain him from moving so much. His eyes widen as his hands fly to your hips.

“There. Now, hold still.” You demand, and he slowly nods. You slide your hand through his hair, resting it on the back of his head, not allowing him to pull away anymore. “Close your eyes,” You tell him, and he obeys.

His eyes slowly flutter shut, and you use your free hand to tilt his head to the side by gripping his jaw. You move your face forwards, bringing yourself closer to him, dragging your eyeliner stick against his face, making smooth lines.

You couldn’t help but feel your heart beat slightly faster at this new level of intimacy. Sure, you and Chris hold hands, cuddle, and are overall quite touchy people, but you’ve never sat on his lap while doing his makeup. It wasn’t something you ever thought you’d do- not with him at least.

You traced out the boy’s eye sockets, before he started squirming again.

“Chris. Whats the matter? ‘m I gonna have to tie you up?” You scoff, and he whines and shakes his head. He whined. Your face turned red, and his eyes open in shock.

“N-no.. ‘m sorry- i’m trying..” He pouts, and you swallow thickly. Thats when you notice something. Chris was hard. You figured to play it off, not sure if you wanted to possibly ruin your friendship. You ignored him, before grabbing a thicker eyeliner pen, slowly shading in the outline. You couldn’t lie, Chris was hot as fuck, but you didn’t know if this would ruin anything between you two, and thats the last thing you wanted.

You began to be the one squirming, as you felt his boner poking uncomfortably at you ass. He kissed his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut harder. His hands have stayed on your hips this whole time, and now he had began squeezing you gently.

“Chris,” You whisper.

“Hm?” He hums in response, keeping his eyes shut.

“Open your eyes f’me,” You demanded, and his eyes quickly opened. “Good boy.” You praise, and you see his adams apple bob in his throat. You placed your hand on his cheek, pulling his skin down, lifting his waterline off of his eye, allowing you to gently trace it out. You knew this would be the part he squirms the most in.

You pressed the eyeliner to his waterline, and to no surprise, he jolted back.

“Chris, stop fucking moving.” You growled, pulling the eyeliner away from his face.

“‘M sorry! ‘M so sorry,” He whines, and you shake your head, standing up.

“Where do you keep your bandanas?” You ask, and the boy points to the top of his dresser, at a pile of various colored bandanas. You smile to yourself, as you pick a orange one out of the pile. “Stand up.” You tell him, and he did. You walk behind him, before pushing his hands together behind his back, quickly tying them together.

He let out a sharp gasp, before you push him back onto the bed. He sits up, his chest rising and falling at a quickend pace.

“Next time, if you don’t fucking listen, i’m gonna tie your legs down, ‘kay, pretty boy?” You furrow your eyebrows, and he quickly nods, looking up at you through his lashes. “Good boy.” You praise once again, before unexpectedly leaning down, placing a kiss to the bulge in his jeans.

All though he couldn’t feel it much, the action threw him into a spiral. Thinking about all of the things you could do to him.

“Y/N…” He whined again, as you crawled back onto the bed.

“Hm?” You asked, acting completely oblivious.

“I.. I need you, please..” He cries out, and you smirk.

“Need me to hurry up..?” You tilt your head, before straddling his lap again, causing him to sharply inhale.

“Y/N, for fucks sake. Please.. Please fuck me..” He whispers, and your eyes widen. You knew that was what he wanted, you just didn’t expect him to be so outright with it. You knew that Chris has no filter, so it shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it did. You scoffed, before lifting your body off of his.

You slip your hands in his waistband, before tugging them down, you look at him for approval.

“Please.” He whines, and thats all you needed. You pull off his boxers and jeans, your eyes widening when his fully erect cock slaps his shirt. He was thick and long, a prominent vein on the underside, a dabble of precum dripping along it.

“You’re so pretty..” You hum in approval, and the boy lets out a shaky breath. You slip your own pants off, crawling back onto the bed. You slide your panties to the side, as you grabbed his cock. His hips involuntarily buck up, and you glare at him. He whines as you slide the tip of his cock through your soaked folds.

You both let out a small moan at the new feeling, before you slowly began to sink down on his cock. You hissed at the burning feeling, but as he bottomed out, the feeling slowly subsided. You leaned forwards, pushing your left hand harshly on his throat, picking up the eyeliner again.

“This is what you get for fucking moving so much.” You growled, coloring in the outlines you had already drawn on, knowing it would all get messed up if you continued on with what you were doing.

“‘m sorry,” He whines. “‘m sorry, ‘m sorry, ‘m so sorry..” He cries, and you tsk.

“Shouldn’t have been such a bad boy, then. Should you have?” You questioned, and he shakes his head.

“I-I know I was bad, but I can make it up to you! I promise!” He pleads, his bright blue eyes staring into yours. You sighed, taking your hand off of his throat.

“By doing what?” You ask disapprovingly.

“I.. I wanna taste you- please!” He begs, and you can’t lie, his words made you tighten your thighs around his hips. You slowly lift yourself up, causing Chris to let out a guttural moan. “F-fuck,” He gasps as his cock slips out of you, landing back onto his lower stomach. Your pussy throbbed as you made your way slowly to Chris’ face.

Before making it all the way up, you placed a soft peck against his lips, for only a few seconds, seemingly teasing. He whined when you pulled away, but the second you were hovering over him, he was dead silent.

He lifted his own head up, allowing him to kiss your folds, not being able to pull you down with his hands. You slowly followed his face down, his tongue lapping at your wetness. You bit your bottom lip, stifling your moans. His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly, your stomach flexing in response.

“M-Mph- Good boy— fuck, Chris,” You panted, and felt Chris smile against you. Not in a cocky way. He was just happy he could make you feel this good. His own hips thrusted up, wanting to feel friction- not that it would take him long to do so. The second you came, which would be very soon, you would ride him until he was crying and begging you to stop.

“I-i’m close,” You warned as his tongue dove into you, deeper and deeper. All of those times you’ve seen the boy suck his lips around a lollipop, his tongue swirling around the sweetened candy, you knew he was good with his mouth, but fuck, not this good.

The boy whined in approval underneath you, beginning to shake his head back and fourth, causing his nose to continuously brush against your throbbing clit. You moaned loudly, legs shaking and tightening around Chris’ head as you felt the knot in your stomach snap. You felt your juices run onto Chris’ face, him not wasting a drop.

You slowly backed off of his face, admiring the sight below you. The boy’s chest was heaving, his mouth glistening, his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. You were glad you hadn’t done his mouth makeup yet, because that would be fucked. His nose was already smudged, the makeup beginning to run off of it.

Chris begins squirming impatiently below you, getting tired of waiting. You were lucky his hands were tied back, or he’d be having his way with you. However, he knows his place. You get the hint, and move your way down to the boy’s large cock. You place another kiss on his sensitive tip, this time however, it was unclothed, making the sensation so much more heightened. He bucked his hips up, but immediately pausing afterwards.

“Y’know, if you wanted my mouth so bad,” You started, licking a bold stripe up his throbbing cock, “You could’ve just asked, no?” You teased, and he nodded.

“Y-yes, yes. You’re r-right.. ‘m sorry,” He apologized, kissing his teeth. You don’t listen to him, instead you pushed your head down onto his cock, miraculously taking all of him. “Fuck!” He cried out, loud enough for the fucking astronauts on the moon to hear.

Tears began to flood your eyes as you continued to push your head up and down, pushing yourself, all so you could hear his euphoric cries and whines. You looked up at him through your lidded eyes, seeing his absolutely ruined state. All of his makeup was smudged, some lines of black running down his face in the form of tears and sweat, his hair messily sticking to his slick forehead.

“Y-Y/N! Fuck, Y/N! I’m cum-ming!” He hiccuped, his hips stuttering. You hummed in approval, feeling generous. The vibrations alone were enough to send the brunette over the edge, painting your throat with his white spurts of cum.

You slowly pulled your mouth off of the crying boy, his semi-hard dick flopping down. You leaned forwards, your lips meeting his. His eyes widen, as your tongue dominates his. Slowly, his eyes flutter shut, leaning into the kiss. He felt helpless and vulnerable with his hands tied back like this, but for you, he’d allow it.

You pulled away from his soft swollen pink lips, trailing your open mouthed kisses down to his neck and collarbone, sure to leave few marks here and there. You bit down harshly, causing the boy to let out a sharp moan. You could tell the poor boy was getting hard again, as his cock was pressing against your bare ass.

You pulled away from his sore neck, moving yourself back down to hover over his cock. You slipped your panties to the side, slipping his tip through your wet folds a few times, Chris’ breathing once again speeding up.

“Your safe word is ‘Red’, ‘kay, pretty boy?” You reassured, and he nodded.

“O-okay, ma.” He replies, as you place a kiss to his forehead, and slowly sinking yourself down onto his cock. It wasn’t nearly as painful as it had been the first time that night, but you definitely weren’t used to it quite yet. You whined slightly, causing Chris to throw his head back, his adams apple bobbing in his throat.

You began thrusting yourself up and down, your legs slapping against his hip-bones. He let out strings of loud moans and curses, his hips bucking up every once in a while. You pretended to hate it, but you and he both know you love it. Neither of you would act on it, though. Chris staying obedient to your demands.

Your bounces got sloppier and sloppier as Chris squirmed below you, black tears rolling down his face, his eyes scrunched, holding his orgasm back. He had been pleading you to let him cum for a while now, repeating things like “Ma- please! I can’t take it!” and “Oh, fuck! Please, please, let me cum! I’m a good boy, please!” You wouldn’t lie, his begging was making everything so much better for you, until you began getting closer to your edge as well.

“C-Chris, baby, let go-“ You permitted, and he immediately did so, filling you up, as your cum streaked his cock. You slowed your movement, before coming to a complete stop. “God, you’re amazing,” You praised, kissing the boys forehead, staying on his lap.

“P-please untie me- My arms hurt,” He whined shyly, and you fake pouted.

“Awe, you poor thing.” You tutted, reaching behind his back, pulling the orange bandana off of him, that you actually tied surprisingly tight. The second his hands were free, he grabbed your face, smashing your lips against his roughly.

“Please just stay here- we don’t have to go to that party,” He begged, and you sighed and reluctantly agreed. You began to lift yourself off of him, but he quickly slams you back down, you letting out a sharp gasp as he did so.

“No, stay. Please.” He tilted his head, looking up at you through his eyelashes. You sighed, before pulling him down, laying both of you on your sides, legs tangled, his cock still in your leaking cunt. The sensation was slightly gross to you, but he was hot, so you’d let it slide. The boy cuddled into you, resting his head on your chest before drifting off to sleep, leaving you to wonder,

are you friends— or more?

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[tomscocksleeve]

Not In Love

Story is based off the song Not In love by Crystal castles + Robert Smith.

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Tom x female reader

Tw: arguing, fighting, make up sex?, angst, smut, unprotected p in v.

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You were going through your old pictures on your phone and you had seen the old memories of your old best friend. Tom kaulitz. You wanted to cry at the thought of how things went down. You didn’t end up on bad terms, life just happened and he was gone. Later you had seen a text from an unknown number. It had piqued your interest and you read it.

Unknown

Hello? This is y/n?

Well hope this is the right number

It’s Tom. I’m back.

Your heart jumped out of its chest. You couldn’t believe it. You secretly had a crush on your best friend and now he’s finally back?! You squealed and arranged a meet up as soon as soon as possible. You had gotten ready to meet up with him and you rushed to the cafe to meet him. You felt so nervous.. it had been two years. Jesus.. you thought. As you waited for 30 minutes you waited for any sign he would show up but you started getting a little upset. You had some hope though, maybe he was just a little late.

After an hour you started giving up and you were walked out upset. As you did you saw Tom with a girl kissing her.. grabbing her waist.. you were pissed. You threw your drink at him cursing. “What the actual fuck! I waited an hour just for you to be with some whore!?” The girl seemed confused and mad the girl then spoke. “What are you his girlfriend?” And you replied. “No.. but he was supposed to meet me here!” Tom looked at the girl letting her go and he grabbed onto your shoulder it hurt.. “Relax! What the fuck? I was coming there was no reason for you to call her a whore.” His eyes were cold. Maybe it was because he changed.. he had cornrows now and his eyes were more darker than ever. You felt your eyes well up with tears. All you could think about was his grip. It could leave a mark.. it hurt and you tried pushing him off before he yelled at you. “I WANTED TO VISIT A FRIEND STOP ACTING SO FUCKING POSSESSIVE. SOMETIMES I HATE THAT I MET YOU! WE ARE NOT IN LOVE!” Those words did it for you. He pushed you away and you started crying. You felt

Your throat had gotten sore and you crossed your arms holding yourself and cried walking home. It was so cold… you finally arrived to your apartment and you kicked your heels off throwing them at the wall as you cried for what felt like hours at that rejection. You deleted every photo of him off your phone.

Timeskip- 2 days later

Tom had texted you after two days..

Tom:

Hey.. look two days ago.. I was out of line. Come over?

You were hesitant. You thought about it and sighed before driving to his place like a complete idiot. Tom opened the door smiling before bringing you into a hug. You hugged him back and he kissed your cheek in a friendly way. You could tell he wanted something. And he sat you down on the couch before sighing.

“Look y/n.. I invited you over because.. I wanted to sleep with you. I like you a lot and just please..” he stopped and held your hands and you looked into his desperate eyes. You looked away thinking and you sighed. What harm would he done?? You would finally get what you wanted. You then nodded giving the okay and he smiled before kissing you gently at first. He leaned you down on the couch as his kissing pace quickend. You moaned softly in his mouth as you felt his hand cup your cheek and it felt special. As you started getting hot he touched the bottom of your shirt prepared to lift it up. He waited for you to be okay with it and you just nodded and he started taking your shirt off.. then your bra.. he grabbed your breasts massaging the nipples and then placing his mouth on them to suck them. You moaned as he did so. Your breasts were sensitive and he took notice. He had a little smile before he sucked the top of your breast and left a hicky on you.

He then took your pants off and noticed how wet you already were. He smiled and kissed your lips before he rubbed your clit through the panties seeing how sensitive you were. He then kissed your lips, jawline, down your neck, all the way down to your stomach before placing a gentle kiss on your clit. He took your panties off and he smiled kissing your inner thigh saying compliments like “you’re so perfect..” “you’re gorgeous..” “you’re so pretty..” you were so turned on by his words and he then took his erection out and he placed it at your entrance before pushing himself in and as you cried out he held your arm and smiled “you’re okay baby.. you’re doing so good..” you took all of his inches and as he quickened the pace you moaned louder and louder he was fucking you so hard that you struggled to even think or process any words. “Good girl.. you’re doing great.. we can cum together..” he said whispering as he fucked your brains out kissing you at the same time.

Once he shot his seed inside you came at the same time. Your cums mixed together and once he pulled out the cum leaked out of you. He went down to lick up every last drop being careful to not cause too much overstimulation. He then kissed your cheek.

After

Once you both were dressed he cuddled you and kissed your head. “You know.. that was the best sex.. I hope you forgive me… and maybe we could really be something one day.”

You turned to him and stood up glaring at him. The audacity.. as if you forgot how he stood you up. “Are you joking!? You ruined everything. I’m not in love.”

His eyes widened and he felt a little hurt and annoyed and he stood up and held your arms. “Please relax… I’m here now that’s what matters..” he said as he placed his forehead on yours. You pushed him away. “NO!” He was then upset and he scoffed “fine then just get out! I wanted to fix us.” You didn’t know how to respond… you were conflicted and now you felt bad and you hugged him. He hugged you back and kissed your head.

His eyes were close and yours were open and all you could think about is how you guys are not in love… it was just the comfort you both wanted in the moment… you both might never be in love ever..

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I really hope you guys enjoyed this one!! It’s wayyy longer and more dramatic I love the support and hope to write more stories

[karlcain-123]

I CANT DIE , I WILL LIVE FOREVER. I AM TO BEAUTIFUL TO GOOD LOOKING 👍 TO DIE TO HANDSOME IM A FUKING BEAUTY I WILL LIVE FOREVER NO ONE CAN STOP ME 💖 IM A STUNNER. STUNNING. THATS WHY EVERY ONE KEEPS SHOWING 💯 JEALOUSY TOO ME ALL OF THE TIME ⏲️ HA HA HA HAHOLY FATHER GOD AMEN 🙏 BE ENLIGHTENMENT USE MIND THOUGHT'S BE LIKE THE ANGELS OF GOD A FORM OF TELEPAPHY ,QUICKEND BY THE SPIRIT OF GOD DISCERNMENT , PRAYER. KCAIN AS HUMAN BEINGS WE SPEND HALF OF OUR LIVES ASLEEP SLEEPING UNCONSCIOUSNESS , OH MY GOD YOU HAVE GOT DEMONS 😈 IN YOU TONIGHT THANK YOU JESUS CHRIST 🙏 FOR SAVING ME THANK YOU JESUS THANK-YOU JESUS THANK-YOU JESUS karl cain

[sturnslotto]

An experience.

warnings: smut, oral[?] (m! receiving), pet names (baby, my love, sweetheart, doll), swearing

Writers note: this is my first fanfic so please don't judge for the love of god

Intro: Chris, Matt, and Nick were on stream, y/n was obviously with chris. They were playing fortnite with tons of viewers. So far, matt had the most kils, and nick had the least.

You were under chris' desk, giving him a good time on stream. Once Chris saw you, his dick got hard instantly. He called you over before they started streaming and shoved you under his desk, you understanding what he wanted and got to work. You tugged at the fabric of his grey sweatpants, clearly seeing how big he was because he was leaving an imprint on his sweats. He nodded at her below the desk, and he took the sweatpants off to his ankles, He was now left in his black boxers. You tugged, teasing him as you bring your acrylic nails down to his dick, carresing it through the fabric. He twitched, and you could feel it.

You brung his boxers down, precum through his tip, veins popping out, throbbing, just waiting to be touched. You giggle from how big it is.

"Whats so funny?" Chris remarks, looking down at you. "It's big, that shit ain't finna fit in my mouth." You reply, your eye twitching in the sight. "make it work sweetheart." Chris had said in response

You agree, you wrap your hand around his length, slowly jerking him off. He groaned, biting his lip as to not let out anything too big of a noise, but you quickly quickend your pace on his length. He muted his mic, right now, matt was yelling at him because he fell off the roof of a house because of her doings. "Chris what the fuck are you doing you idiot?!" Yells matt in the mic, but Chris couldn't care less, the way she was taking him was making him go feral. Chris unmuted his mic and sat up, but she still stroked him. He tilted his head back and groaned into the mic. People from chat went wild, saying "Chris what was that", "chris whatchu doing..", "chris what in the", "oo is chris having fun?". All coming from random strangers. But nick said, "okay chris what in the fuck was that? What is happening in your room?" Chris lifted his head, adjusting his position on his chair.

Finally , you wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, he gasped ans bit his lip, turning off his mic again. "baby.. mmmph.. feels so good. Keep.. g-going.."Chris muttered, so you did. You gradually licked the tip of his cock, then you spit the wipe it around, like a slut. You lick a line up his veins, chris moaning in pleasure. You know he was close, but he couldn't say anything as he was still playing the game. Matt's firm voice echos through the microphone. "Do any of yall know where y/n is?" Nick replied, his tone raising as he got shot. "no, I don't know where y/n is.. chris, do you?" Chris unmuted his mic, then replied with a gradually soft tone, which NEVER came from him during streams. "yeah, no i haven't seen.." Chris got cut off by a groan, then finishing his sentence. "fuck.. I haven't seen her." The chat explodes with comments, wondering where she was, what was happening to chris, what sounds he was making. Chris just kept moaning, filling up the room. Matt and nick seem concerned. Matt built a house around him and got up out of his chair. Chris muted his mic, he moaned loudly as he finished, sticky cum flowed down your throat as you swallowed it all. A knock at the door rang in their ears. You quickly pulled his boxers and pants up. Running out of the cameras sight, and flopped onto his bed, but the viewers couldn't see them. "Come in Matt" Chris said with a strained voice.

You gently pretend you're sleeping, silently licking your lips, retasting chris' flavor. Matt walks into the room to see chris throwing his hands on his desk, as he got knocked in the mode they are playing. "Oh, there you are, y/n." Matt says, walking over to Chris' bed and sitting beside you, tucking hair behind your ear as your face goes red. Continue faking sleeping, matt gets up and walks over to Chris, and whispers in his ear. "Could've told me she was in here" Chris responded, " I didn't know she was in here, she probably snuck in here and went to bed. It is 11:30 pm dude." Matt chuckled, leaving the room and patting his shoulder. He closed the door behind him.

This was my first fanfic, PLEASEE give me tips if I need them. 🙏🏻

Tag list: @sturniolofansie

[karl-cain-1]

WEEK 10. LOOSING WEIGHT GETTING SLIMMER , EATING LIGHT EVERY DAY I CANT DIE , I WILL LIVE FOREVER. I AM TO BEAUTIFUL TO GOOD LOOKING 👍 TO DIE TO HANDSOME IM A FUK###ING BEAUTY I WILL LIVE FOREVER NO ONE CAN STOP ME 💖 IM A STUNNER. STUNNING. THATS WHY EVERY ONE KEEPS SHOWING 💯 JEALOUSY TOO ME ALL OF THE TIME ⏲️ HA HA HA HA HOLY FATHER GOD AMEN 🙏 BE ENLIGHTENMENT USE MIND THOUGHT'S BE LIKE THE ANGELS OF GOD USE A FORM OF TELEPAPHY ,QUICKEND BY THE SPIRIT OF GOD DISCERNMENT , PRAYER. KCAIN AS HUMAN BEINGS WE SPEND HALF OF OUR LIVES ASLEEP SLEEPING UNCONSCIOUSNESS , OH MY GOD YOU HAVE GOT DEMONS 😈 IN YOU TONIGHT THANK YOU JESUS CHRIST 🙏 FOR SAVING ME THANK YOU JESUS THANK-YOU JESUS THANK-YOU JESUS karl cain i DONT SMOKE CIGARETTES DONT DRINK ALCOHOL DONT use class a b drugs don't 🙌 AMEN KCAIN ✔️ I LOVE THE LORD OUR GOD WITH ALL OF MY SOUL WITH ALL MY HEART WITH ♥️ ALL MY STRENGTH ALL MY MINDI am covered by the blood of the lamb of God my jesus Christ 🙏 AMEN My soul is ransomed by the precious blood our our saviour JESUS CHRIST my soul has been saved 🙏 🙌 PRAISE GOD AMEN my soul has been bought by the blood of Jesus of NAZARETH AMEN I Have been SAVED AMEN 🙏 KCAIN My soul is ransomed by the precious blood our our saviour JESUS CHRIST my soul has been saved 🙏 🙌 PRAISE GOD AMEN my soul has been bought by the blood of Jesus of NAZARETH AMEN I Have been SAVED AMEN 🙏 KCAIN KCAIN I REPENT FOR STRONG LAUNGUAGE IN MY ANGER GOD BLESS AMEN 🙏 I Tested negative for hep A B C also Tested negative hiv i DONT SMOKE CIGARETTES DONT DRINK ALCOHOL DONT use class a b drugs don't sleep around don't use DATEING Apps i keep my physical body to my self no STD'S and I LOVE THE LORD OUR GOD WITH ALL OF MY SOUL WITH ALL OF MY HEART WITH ♥️ ALL OF MY STRENGTH AND WITH ALL OF MY MIND AMEN 🙏 KCAIN THANKYOU FOR SAVING ME AMEN GOD BLESS 🙌 AMEN KCAIN ✔️