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Coffee with Peter Parker☕

TASM!Peter x GN! Reader fluff

TW// bruises + mentions of crime

A/N- I have some notes at the end of the story I'd appreciate if you read. Ty!

It was yet another failed study date in New York for Y/N. All they wanted was to 'complete a science review', when in reality, they just wanted an excuse to hangout with their ever-busy boyfriend, Peter Parker.

Sure, it was hard being Spider-Man,

-but it was even harder missing your boyfriend. Well, mentally, atleast. Just when Y/N was about to get up and leave, backpack in hand, an exhausted Peter came running through the door with his clothes sloppily thrown on and his glasses on the verge of falling off. "Heyy, y/n, Sorry- I'm late- it's just, there was a... a guy who just wouldn't let it up I mean-" he huffed, sitting in his chair awkwardly after causing the ruckus from people looking at him.

"oh- ah, my bad. I believe you though." You said, laughing a bit as you sat back down. You reached over to his shirt, leaning close to fix it, because his suit was still evident due to his rush. He thought he was gonna get a kiss, so he closed his eyes, just when you sat back in your chair. He awkwardly laughed it off and stared down at the cup in front of him. "No way, you got my favorite! I owe you whatever this cost-" he laughed, it's true- his favorite coffee was an Americano with 3 spoons of sugar and a lot of half n' half.

"No worries, I'm the one who invited you after all, bug boy." He blushed at that name, looking around and laughing. "So, what did you need help with?" He perked up, drinking the coffee carefully. "Well- the science review, but I can see how you obviously forgot to bring your textbooks." You grinned, pulling out your own paper. "Oh...uh...I forgot them on the way out because I was-" he stuttered "Right, the way out- the way out which you must've banged yourself up on pretty hard." You giggled, looking at all the scratches and bruises on him.

"Hey, will I at least get my favorite nurse to stop by and heal me up tonight?" He grinned mischievously "Oh, I didn't know you see other nurses?" You laughed jokingly, he blinked, no response.

"So- the review," you continued, pushing his glasses back up his nose as he dazed off on the sight of you. "Are you- wearing (perfume/cologne)?" He asked, "The one I got you? It smells so good" he smiled, pulling your wrist back to his face with frail hands, inhaling and kissing where your veins were prominent.

"Alright, now focus" he hit his cheek lightly and playfully.

After about 35 minutes of studying, Peter had his leg bouncing and his head in his arms , folded down on the table as he told you the answers and how to solve the questions. When it was time to go, you patted his thigh, stopping his bouncing knee and ran your hand through his hair, which he closed his eyes at. "Hmmm," he murmured, exhaling softly. "You're getting sleepy, huh?" You smiled, taking his glasses off "As much as I hate to tell you that you have to get up- I have to get home." You laughed softly "I know, I love you." He said softly, raising his head up and looking at you. "I love you too, bye Pete." You stood up, kissing his forehead, and soft lips. "oh- i- I forgot to give you this," he looked rushed, reaching for his pockets, and pulling out a torn - up red rose. It was still precious. "Oh, thank you!" You smiled, keeping it in hand. He gave you one last hug, taking in your smell from your neck. All the customers had basically left by now, and it was your turn as well.

With that, you left with a rose and another cute memory of your spider-boyfriend.

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A/N!!!: OKAY, SO ERMM I JUST WANTED TO TRY SOMETHING NEW I HOPED YOU LIKE THIS! Anyways, about requests. I've been getting a lot for Albert, and I'll TRY writing a new one- but idk and I'm sorry. Also I might hold off on smut- idk? Also Jonathan Crane and Teen Titans characters can be requested now tooo. Also for the other requests, I'm working on them! (Whoever said Brock Hudson, etc) And can y'all give me challenging au's to write?, like hanahaki disease or soulmate string etc? Thank you!

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Andrew! Eduardo Saverin

Smut

SUM: BRO IM SORRY BUT LIKE 😭 Imagine giving this man a hate handjob just to see him begging and whimpering ‼️‼️ Like wowowow

Eduardo had a long day of Mark telling him off and being an asshole in general without actually doing anything rude. Not to mention his crazy girlfriend , now becoming his ex. The last thing he expected to get was a call from his very long past, ex friend.

He didnt know why he still had your contact or what the hell you wanted now. You'd punched him in the face a long time ago for being friends with the asshole, Mark. And now you were calling him? He didn't have time for you to scream at him, but he picked up anyways.

"Mark hired you?!" He screamed into the phone. You hated Mark's guts when the two were friends. It was the reason you weren't friends with Eduardo anymore. Maybe all the money and pay got to you.

And you both also still hated each other.

Somehow someway that landed you , still a bit mad at him, but more intrigued by his confused look and needing look. Your hands were currently all over his waist, as he looked up at you

"I swear if your just trying to tease me this isn't funny I already said sorr-" Eduardo said in a breathy voice, before being cut off by you "Just shut up sometimes" you said ,but not genuinely being rude towards him, especially not when your hand tugged down the waistband of his underwear, when he started breathing more heavily.

As your hand lightly gripped around the base of his cock, his tip already leaking with precum, you looked down at him "You look so touch starved" you grinned , as he let out a soft grunt "Shut up I'm not" he mumbled, before having to use his hand to cover his mouth from the sounds that were threatening to spill as you fastly started stroking him.

"Hey hey, don't cover up your noises" you said sternly, your hand slowing down to edge him , Wich mad ehin instantly put his hand down, looking at you "Please, please..please don't stop. I'm so sorry, i- please" he begged, in a hushed tone, as he looked up to you, his beautiful lips parted in such a way that made you want to take a mental picture of this moment. His suit was all messily unbuttoned, and he even looked like a mess.

When your hand picked up pace again, he started rutting his hips up into your hand, small begs and whimpers leaving his mouth, "Ah! Please, please let me cum..please -" he begged, knowing your longing annoyance towards him, just hoping that you'd be so nice to him this once. "how can I deny you when you're asking so nicely?" You said, as he finally released, a loud moan spilling from his lips as his hips collapsed onto the sheets, the mess he made very evident.

Eduardo was now confused and dazed after that, for what the two's relationship would be now. "Um..I shouldn't even ask but-" -but he had to ask. "hm, I guess you did say sorry." You giggled, remembering just moments ago how he begged you.

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THATS ALL I COULD THINK OFF BUT OH MY GOSH YALL

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Can't Lie Anymore?

Link/Alex Goodrich oneshot

TW// manipulative relationship, toxicity, smut/implied, sub!character x Dom!reader, Fem implied, overstimming, cursing, //

This was stupid, you were stupid. It felt like every time Link talked something buzzed in your head and made you want to freak out and punch every single wall. You didn't know why, since you also loved it whenever he spoke- or did anything. Your emotions were going haywire, loving at and fucking hating it both at the same time. You didn't really know why- so you'd just put it off to the side.

That was what you thought all along, until one particular day. You were walking alone under the streetlights to cool off some of the anger and mixed emotions you were having from Link. It's not like he was doing anything bad, or wierd- it just became too much for you, and you had to go shrug some of it off. You turned into some alley that smelled like tested perfume and smoke. You say against the wall, looking around the city to take in your surroundings and try to take your emotions to calm.

Something pulled your eyes, a paper- a newspaper. It drifted in the wind near some trash can and it certainly smelled horrible. You took it in your hands as your eyes glazed over it lightly, it fully had your attention.

You skimmed over the letters in bold, gasping.

'Blaze Blamed On Pyro Son: Teen Firebug Apprehended'

It couldn't have been. It looked exactly like him.

Someone who burnt down their own school and got institutionalized...it couldn't be him. But it was him, it looked exactly like him. But his name wasn't Link, it was Alex Goodrich. Your brain became fuzzy and so did your eyes, you shoved the newspaper on the ground as you walked home. That was all you could think about on the way, and also the only thing when you were at home. You sat on the couch, looking at your hands as you focused, breathing in.

The door opened making you jump, as you looked up and saw Link..or Alex. "Hey what's wrong? You okay?" He said, tilting his head in a motion that let you know he was concerned. "'m fine." You were quick with him as you narrowed your eyes and got up, the action was rude, and so was your tone. He rushed over as you backed up. "What's wrong baby? What's up? Tell me anythin'".

You inhaled sharply, "Nothing wrong, Alex."

There was a loud, long silence after you said that. His head was down and only your breathing could be heard. "FUCK!" The loud sound made you jump. He walked around, banging on things as he screamed. He grunted, and let out heavy breaths and sighs as he screamed and yelled. "FUCK, THIS STUPID SHIT." he cursed, "Get out." You said calmly. You now knew why you felt so off around him, everything was a lie.

He looked up at you, his brows furrowed and his mouth wide. You pointed to the door. "Get out. This is my house and I don't want you in here any more." You said, your anger fueling with every second he stayed. He looked at you, his anger going away and it was replaced with sadness, fear, and he dropped to his knees. "Y/n, y/n- please.. please! I'm sorry..i- it just," you looked at his state, clenching your fists. "You lied to me. I don't know if anything you ever said was true anymore." You gritted your teeth to his pleads,

"y/n I love you..I need you, I'm so sorry- please- please don't leave me..I swear, this isn't a lie! That wasn't a lie!" He looked up at you, as tears threatened to spill out of his eyes, even if he used to only tell lies, this seemed genuine, what he said seemed genuine. He continued to plead for you, and you suddenly inhaled- as everything went silent. "Fine." You sighed.

Something in your heart changed, for some reason. He looked at you, the same look he had before. "you can stay. For a bit. But you can tell me only the truth. And you have to tell me everything." You said, a silent truce was made between the two as you had your stern voice. He slowly got up, nodding "I will I will I promise I will" he said, out of breath.

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Somehow someway that resulted in him on your bed with tears spilling. "Y/n...pleasee..more" his breath was shaky as you straddled his waist, his hands tied behind his back as his hips struggled to jerk up to you.

"I'm sosososo sorry.. s-sorry.. I'm so sorry y/n..I need you so much.." he whined to you, his moans filling the air as you grinded slowly on him. "I..lied to you..for s- uh!" He whimpered when you would press harder onto him. "Go on.." you said breathily. "-so..long..m' so sorry ..I need you so much-" he said in a daze, everything was so much for him- he couldn't concentrate when you were touching him and making him beg like that.

"'Love you so much, Link." You smirked to him as he grunted, sighing.. you knew it pissed him off now. "y/n please -" "please what, link?" You grinned, "please ... It's Alex ... Y/n come onn" he whined to you. You giggled under your breath, "Such a good boy, Alex." He whimpered when you said his name, his back arching even more into you. And thats how the night went, you finally had Alex under your touch. And he'd surely never lie to you again, or that's all that he was thinking now. If he could even think straight.

[ HII 😸😸... OML.. I js came up with that idea RHRHRH 🤗 also y'all know I can't write bad endings so😍.]

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Spared Me

!Stalker! Billy Loomis x Reader, smut

//TW!! - Stalking, killing, smut,no use of protection.. (WRAP YOUR WILLY BEFORE YOU GO SILLY :(( \\ ||Reader's gender isn't mentioned, - Use of 'entrance'.|| 😸

BEFORE THIS STARTS THIS SCENARIO WAS MY FRIEND'S IDEA, GO FOLLOW @Artu_lol ON WATTPAD AND READ THEIR STORIES.

1996 - Woodsboro.

It was like any other day, the drama enclosing at the school as a new murder had reached out to the town with the supposed 'Ghostface'. The town now had a curfew, and you were rushing to close the mall up in time before curfew. It was currently dark outside, so the eeriness of the mall added to your paranoia. The ever so light taps on the mall, sounding like footsteps scared you- although every time you checked it was another fallen item.

The mall persistently got darker as you had to close the windows, so whatever light was left of the darkness outside, would no longer shine in the mall. You'd had to use a small flashlight you had to navigate your way through, as the last area to lock up was in the back of the mall, as you neared the back you sighed- knowing you'd have to walk all the way to the front again.

You heard light footsteps on the tiles again, as you slightly panicked but remembered that another item had probably just fallen- but when the footsteps neared you, and you heard them louder, and longer, each one becoming more careful as they became louder in your ears. You froze in place as the wind suddenly seemed to get colder, sending a shiver up your spine as you did a small jolt, before turning around.

When your eyes looked up, you froze again, your blood running cold as you saw no other than the mask, and the dark clothing that draped over the person's shoulders. The knife that was, sharp as hell.. and probably gonna be the death of you. As your flight or fight sense peered in, you ran. You ran jolted to some corner, knowing the exit was far from near.

You ran, hearing the person behind the mask chase you, their speed gaining up on you as you gasped, loosing energy to be running- but the person behind you seemed far from slowing down. When your sprinting became to running, and your running became jogging, you breathed heavily, knowing you couldn't stop running because [you didn't wanna die 😞].

But soon enough, the athletic sounding person in the mask behind you, grabbed you from your back and pulled you onto the ground, his grasp too strong for you to get out of. The masked person stared at you, his knife raised in a taunting position of horror as you froze in shock, ready to start trying to fight the person but they just stared. They eyes tantalizing to you and your soul as the hooded mask tilted to the side as if it was a confused puppy, soon enough the mall started blinking red, and the alarm siren soared through the mall. The scene of large flashlights hitting the ground close to you, and the heavy sound of footsteps behind you warned you of security near. The ghostface looking up, and letting you fall to the ground as he got up and shifted away, not a sound being heard.

You got up and quickly darted to the front of the mall, quickly turning your keys as you rushed out of the place. You checked your watch, realizing you had about five minutes before curfew started, and you didn't want to be questioned by police after you got chased by a killer. You started walking to your home- as it wasn't too far away from your home, but you decided to pick up your pace because barely anyone was out at this time, and you didn't want to come in contact with the ghostface again.

As you finally arrived at you home you made sure to lock all of your doors, you decided to watch a movie to ease the tension. After minutes of relaxing, calming down, you picked up the ringing phone in your home.

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

The voice box rang through the echo, as it sounded in a secluded area. You jolted with a hint of fear,

"Answer."

It rang again,

"Who the fuck are you"

You whispered,scared

"That wasn't a choice. Next question,

Guess wich closet I'm in." Your heart sped up, as you started to feel dizzy from all the fear. It could've been a prank, so you hung up the phone, deciding to go upstairs to your bedroom instead of out in the open, the living room. You walked up to your room, sighing- tired from a long day as you heard a door slide open, a gloved hand grabbing your mouth before you could react, "Didn't you like what I did?" They whispered in your ear, as you hadn't realized your room floors were covered in rose petals, a box of chocolates on your bed and a bouquet of dead flowers wich looked like they had blood on the paper- were sprawled on your bed.

The action was definitely romantic, but who the hell was this guy? And were you gonna die or not? As for the time being your entire body filled with happiness, disregarding he could've killed you. This act of kindness would justify someone if they did it before they killed you. He threw you a distance, wich made you sit on the bed but wouldn't be an easy way to get up from as you started at the person in the mask profusely.

"Who even are you?!" You said, concerned and confused as she person chuckled, hesitantly taking off the mask- only to reveal, BILLY LOOMIS-

The most quiet guy but probably the most known one. "Billy??" You said, frustrated as you'd only talked to him a few times in class- you two were nothing to be called friends, and he was so quiet.

Billy grinned, shrugging "I guess surprised come in all forms" she said, dropping the voice box and phone on the ground, as well the mask.

"oh..um" you gasped "Did you- chase me. Through the mall, today?" You tilted your head at him, "Yeah." He nodded, wiping his forehead with his gloved hand. "..have you been stalking me?"

"Yeah." He shrugged again, acting like this was a normal thing to do, as you started in utter confusion as he started to take off the long pieces of clothing, him just wearing some normal jeans and t shirt under it all.

You slowly started eating the chocolates to calm down as you had alot of questions, unaware of why you weren't screaming. ",So...you're ghostface?"

"mhm", he nodded. "Like, you killed Casey?..",

"yup.", He sounded like this was the most normal thing, and that he shouldn't have to explain it. In reality the only thing normal about this was the fact you were dying of curiosity and confusion.

But you could admit, Billy was kinda fine. And him, stalking you? Most of the girls in school would probably scream if he even said hi to them. "so you like me huh?",you shifted in your place on the bed,

"why else would I spare you. And stalk you. And make you this." He looked around, his eyes full as they looked into yours. ",Wow. The billy Loomis likes me.", You grinned "Or I guess, ghostface.", You sighed, pushing a chocolate up to his lips. He stared at you, startled by the sudden act as he opened his mouth, allowing you to put the chocolate in it. The intimate action was surely nothing to be left alone. He grabbed a chocolate now, putting it to your mouth.

Soon enough, things got heated- his hands all over your body and you kissing him with hunger, and need. He sensed your yearning for him as she smirked against your neck. "So you like me back or something?" He laughed darkly, "I guess you could say that" your voice barely above a whisper as you could hear the sounds of his jeans being removed, as he looked at you for re assurance "You sure about this, y/n?" He said, you nodded "please ..billy,", you said , almost whimpering. He smirked toward you, as you suddenly felt you were being pulled to the edge of your bed, your shorts and [Underwear] soon coming off of you, his hands roaming around your inner thighs as he took his shirt off. He plastered light kisses to your neck and collarbone before coming back up, lining himself up with your entrance, slowly sliding himself inside of you. You moaned, the pain soon becoming pleasure as your hands gripped the bed sheets. He waited til you were adjusted to him, and started moving inside of you slowly.

His hand came down to your most sensitive part [wtv it is silly🤗] as he started rubbing it, stimulating you more to the edge of release, one of his hands on your hip as he pulled you to him, while he started thrusting more vigorously into you- his pace becoming faster and rougher. The sounds of your skin togethor along with your shared pleasurable moans filled the room- creating an almost pornographic scene- and if he could take a picture of this right now- he would.

As his thrusts became sloppier, and his moaning turned into groans, you both neared the orgasmic feeling of release, and with one last, rough thrust into you, he pulled out quickly before coming all over your stomach. Your own falling out of you, as you sighed in pleasure, you're mind hazy and your body shaking underneath him, he grinned- clearly pleased as he went to get a towel to help both of you clean up.

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Once you were both cleaned up he collapsed on your bed next to you, planting kisses on your forehead as he said "I love you." And hugged you while you fell asleep in his arms, later in the night he awaited your full sleepiness so he could sneak out, back to his house or maybe to someone else's so he could get a higher kill count.

But all you know was you definitely enjoyed that night. And he would be sure to keep tabs on you everywhere you went, making sure your mouth was shut about him, his identity, and the night before.

HELP MEEEEEEEE THAT WAS SO LONG UGHH, MOST CREDITS GO TO

ON WATTPAD ISTG GO FOLLOW THEM AND READ THEIR STORY PLS. THIS SCENARIO WOULDNT EXIST IF IT WASNT BCS OF THEM.

N e wayze .. gn. AND OMG WHY ARE ALLT OF PEOPLE DOWN BAD FOR ALBERT LIKE LET ME DO OTHE CHARACTER PLS.

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Owe You

Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk) x Reader

Summary// While trying to safely get back to your universe without getting hurt by Miguel, someone interrupts the intensity of it all and helps you in your treads.

[THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR HOBIE SPARE ME 😔😔⁉️<33]

It wasn't easy, being thrown into another universe and not having an easy way to get back, especially when you were glitching everywhere you went.

When you saw a familiar face, Peter- Peter B. parker, you ran to him, seeking help.

"Are you okay?! Y/n you shouldn't be here-" he rushed you inside, where mayday was as you clutched your abdomen, trying not to glitch.

"Yeah- I just, some.. some stupid thing, or villian got me here." You sighed in frustration, recalling some freak with spots all over his body.

"The spot.." Peter gasped, looking shocked. "We need to get you back-!" He said, grabbing mayday and clicking something on his watch, wich opened a portal. You stepped away "Wait- isn't that the big place with all the spider people? Isn't Miguel there?" You looked frustrated

"Yeah why?", Peter cocked his eyebrow at you

You sighed, "Long story short I ruined some dudes chance of becoming a spiderman and now Miguel has a grudge against me. Like- I didn't even know about it, how am I supposed to not do it." You rolled your eyes

"y/n, I'm sure he'll understand, it's worse if you're just glitching in another universe" peter said, putting his hand towards you, and in one swift motion the both of you went inside the portal, and as soon as you stepped through it you were met with , thousands- of spiderman suits. "Ugh.." you mumbled, as Peter walked you to Miguel's headquarters, where all eyes were on you- hiding behind Peter.

Peter, annoyed at Miguel's, overly dramatic entrance looked at him with sympathy. As soon as Miguel saw you, he was an angry mess, sighing, raging, all of that. "The spot. He teleported them to the wrong universe." He said, Infront of you.

"yes, I can tell! Their glitching all over my headquarters!" He yelled "you shouldn't have brought them here." He said, sternly. "They just need to get back to their universe-" Peter tried elaborating, while you heard some things behind you clink, turning in suspicion. You were met with a punk- looking spiderman costume, Inwich took his mask off, revealing the most awesome guy you have ever seen.

You smiled at him, waving. "I'm hobie" he nodded at you, smirking. You nodded back, looking back towards Miguel. Who was by now, furious. You'd definitely missed out on some important part of the conversation, because he looked like he was about to hunt you down like a rabid dog, to Wich peter stayed Infront of you, a hand up (Wich was of course useless).

He started aggressively walking towards you, with a stern face, as you started stumbling backwards, your hands coming up in defense- accidentally going more back than you intended, glitching. "Hey hey, I just needa get back to my universe alright? I won't bother you-" you said, making hand motions, glitching with every step. "You still have a debt to pay off. To your city, to your universe, to our arachno-humanoid poly multiverse!" He yelled at you, getting rageful.

"You can say that in one breath?" You said, tilting your head, the joke not getting through as the rabid dog looking like spider walked towards you, stopping Infront of you. He started breathing aggressively too, until a foot - Wich was changing colors every second, stepped between yours. You backed away, as 'Hobie' stepped Infront of you, facing Miguel. "M'ate chill, they said they needa' get back to their universe. You're making this harder on the spider- verse, man." He said, calmly. "I suggest you don't interfere, this isn't any of your business. Go back to doing what you were. Stay. In. Your. Lane."

Miguel lowered his voice to hobie, Inwich hobie smartly replied "I don't believe in consistency, y'know". Miguel shoved Hobie out of the way, stepping at the same force he was with you, as you glitched and fell back. Glitching even more, you got back up and had gotten further away from Miguel. Hobie stared at you, and grabbed his multiversal wristband, and tossed it to you. You stared at him, grabbing it and clasping it to your wrist fastly, eyeing your time to get to your universe before Miguel became a pitbull. "I owe you, Hobie." You shrugged, smiling as you looked down at the wristband Wich was all types of colors, stickers, etc.

"How 'bout you pay me a visit to my band show one day, love?" He said in a questioning tone, nodding at you- a signal for you to hurry up and get out. "Will do, see you then." You nodded back, opening a portal and jumping inside.

BONUS BECAUSE THERE WASNT ENOUGH HOBIE 😸😸<33

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"Ey love, come see me backstage" Hobie said to you, as the crowd was leaving from the absolutely, awesome rock concert. You blushed at the nickname, and although it was regular slang, it wasn't to you. You walked with him backstage, watching as he put up his guitar and gave a signal to his band mates. "So? You liked it yea?" He questioned you. "I loved it!" You smiled at him.

"What d'you think about going to grab a bite?" He looked at you, a way he's rarely looked at people- genuinely waiting for an answer, intrigued. "Yea! I'd be fine with that" You smiled at him, both of you heading out into the city. "wow, this city is pretty cool." You looked around "Yea, but it's not really cool when you're livin' on the streets. I used to" he looked into some alleyway. "Oh, well it's good you don't now?" You shrugged, as both of you headed into a small cafe, sitting down as you ordered.

"See I'm not really good at dates y'know." He sighed, looking around, as people stared at him, or more so at the odd connection- someone like you with someone like him. You blushed at the thought of this being a date, as he was so straightforward. "Oh, I guess me neither"

He grabbed something from his pocket, and tossed it to you. "I made you one of those multiversal traveling things. So you can give mine back," He said. You gave him his back, rushing to put yours on. "Wow, it's pretty- and you can make these by yourself?", You said, amazed at how he made the wristband fit your theme. "yea, I'm good witch technology sometimes." He said, looking into into the window, as commotion built up. "Seems I've got to go now, it was nice bein' here." He said, in a rush to get out as he grabbed his mask from his pocket. "I guess I've got to go too, well- good seeing you!"

You tilted your head, smiling towards him. "You too, love." He said as he ran into an alleyway, not soon after you saw spider-punk swing into the city.

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People keep requesting Albert, but I'ma update my req. List. Y'all can now request Pavitr, Hobie, miles, n Gwen (Emma stone or spider verse, either works.) Look at the new request list thoo

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Secret Admirer - Billy Loomis

(Yandere?) Billy Loomis x Reader

TW// Murder, Stalking, Sexual!! themes!! Knife kink implied?? WHOLESOME., Blood.

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Woodsboro High, 1996

The murders in the town were getting ridiculous. And you couldn't say that they were your fault, but you couldn't say that they weren't your fault.

You had no interference with this matter at all, until the killer had interest in you. It started with a blood smeared letter, saying some things about loving you, signed Ghostface. You didn't enter it to the police station, not wanting to be troubled by them. But then blood smeared flowers appeared at your door, fast running shadow like figures appeared at your window, and now your exes started getting killed off.

Sometimes you would have arguments with your friends, or start to hate them. And even they would get killed, like your ex- best friend who died horrifically. It's not like you didn't know, especially after their heart showed up at your door. You were warily creeped out, but calmed about knowing you most likely weren't going to be killed soon.

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School was boring. Plain boring. Only thing next to you was your friend Stu, and his girlfriend, Tatum. She wasn't annoying, and neither was he. But it was annoying how much of a third wheel you felt by him. Even if he was your closest friend, you felt like an inconvenience by them. "Hey Stu, what if randy's right" you poked him beside you while mumbling your words. He turned around, "About what?" He kept playing with Tatum while laughing. "About , you know.. Billy. What he said yesterday at the video store." Stu, who now had all his attention on you turned his expression confused.

"What? You think he's actually the killer? No way. I mean- the police let 'em go" He laughed. "Yeah but you know, Randy's a horror movie fanatic, and Billy loves horror movies, so I mean.. nevermind.. you wouldn't wanna hear, bother Tatum" You pushed away the thought. "No, go on- maybe I do wanna hear"

You sighed, " Well if Billy was gonna be a killer he'd do it based off of his favorite horror movies, and his only knowledge of killing- horror movies.. Wich are REALLY cliche. And Randy knows so much about cliche horror movies, so if I had to trust anyone to find out about a serial killer who does actions solely based on horror movies- it'd be randy." Stu stared at you so mesmorizingly, his face lighted in a beautiful way by the sun through the window.

He stared for a moment longer, his mouth almost agape, head rested on his hand- "Wow. You really are smart, I mean- that's so.. smart. But- I still don't think he's the killer. Police are always right, right?" He joked.

You sighed and got up, "Yeah, thanks for listening. Next class. Gotta go. Third wheel things" He looked offended, "Hey I don't third wheel you?!" "All the time" You walked off, waving him away.

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Once you were at your home, you heard a knock on your door. Who could actually be visiting at night. You opened it, to see Billy with a bouquet in his hands. You felt butterflies, until realizing his situation with Sidney. "Ah hey, come in- if you want." You stepped aside, while he walked inside. "Hey, these are for you." He handed you the bouquet, and you set it aside you. "Oh, uh thanks. What's the occasion? Or favor?" You thought through the dates, seeing if there was any special thing going on today.

You were madly blushing at his movement though, although he had a girlfriend. "nothing, just being nice,"He laughed, looking around the house. Scanning if anyone was there, but almost everyone knew your parents were always on trips. "Oh these remind me of something, or someone" He looked at you with concern, and. A hint of jealousy "who?" "Oh I just- have a secret admirer. Don't know who it is. Wierd gifts sometimes," he let out a breath of relief,

"So uh, you suspect me as a killer too huh?" He randomly brought about. He inhaled sharply, "Huh? What do you mean?"

"I mean, you think I'm the killer." He turned to you

"But since when did I say that?" You stepped back, lying. He laughed while looking down. "You're smart anyways." You smiled, not knowing what he meant.

Until he pulled a knife on you. You leaned on the table backwards, "nice uh- knife."

"Did you get my letters?" He looked at you sinister, "I just knew I couldnt leave you untouched about what you said to Stu. You're too smart for your own good, y/n." He stepped closer to you.

Everything hit you all at once, and now you ran. As fast as you could. But soon enough, Billy grabbed you by the leg and violently dragged you backwards, slamming you onto the ground. He pulled you across the floor underneath him, pulling the knife to you Incase you tried to escape. "What? You didn't find my gifts good enough?" He said out of breath with the knife pressed to your stomach, he dragged it about to your neck.

"That was.. you" you breathed heavily, frozen in place. "Mhm.. did you like them? "

"I'm gonna need an answer, y/n." Before you could speak, "I know you're so smart, you could figure out I was the killer... and what about Stu? How'd you think I found out?" You grinned, every single realization coming at you at once. "Why, me." He shook his head, disapprovingly. "You have a girlfriend."

"What? Your so oblivious. Her slut mom is the reason for my fucking life being a price of shit." He yelled, not necessarily at you. "She'll be dead anyway, not that I should tell you our plan. I think you'd ruin it.."

"But why.. me. Why, did you choose me to.. write those notes, leave those things and- or is it just a game? A sick one."

"it's no game." He quietly said under his breath, loud enough for you to hear. And after those words it seemed like hours that you both stared at eachother. His grip on the knife loosened, and his eyes were only on yours. They seemed as if they went from sinister to complete puppy dog eyes. They were wide, and gazing at you like you were an angel. His mouth barely open, but open enough. He placed the knife to the side of you, on the ground. You put your hands on his shoulders and used them as a leverage to slide up, now sitting up on the ground, his eyes followed yours. You both just sat there, silently.

And suddenly he rushed to grab you, knife still in his hand. His hands flew to your lower back when he moved to kiss you,

And you kissed back. For some reason, you did. And that moment was amazing, he came closer to you.

The only thing interrupting it had to be the fact you both needed to breathe. He quickly got up, and you did too. "Jump."

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You both layed there, on your bed, just making out. He glided his hands down to your thigh, tapping it silently. He reached into his pockets and pulled out a condom,

"did you plan on this happening?" You laughed. "Well I was hoping something like this would." He mumbled while laughing.

{{ This isn't a smut story 😽 so skip,

..if y'all want one I'll write it tho.}}

The next morning you woke up, recalling the actions from last night as you got flustered. You walked into the kitchen, and saw his knife on the ground. 'Eh, I'll just return it later.', you thought, placing it onto the table when you got a call.

"Helloo-?" "Hey, Billy left his knife at your house." The voice box rang, "Stu you can just speak."

He laughed across the phone, "I'll leave it at my window one of y'all come get it."

"You sound rushy" he laughed

"no just tired."

"I know why" You audibly gasped before you both broke out on laughter

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"Just Friends"

Jealous!Tim LaFlour x FEM!reader 

(This was a request from someone and I rlly loved the idea ! <33 :))

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If Darryl hadn't introduced Tim to his snobby nemises, Tim wouldn't be in this predicament at all.

It wasn't until you started talking to him did Tim truly see him like Darryl did. It started with small things, like gifts or presents. Then it developed to walking to class, or sometimes even hanging out after school. Of course regularly friends do this, but Scott Thorpe wasnt regularly friends with people.

Tim felt like he was missing out somehow, whenever you used to walk with him to his classes- or compliment his piercings, and now you walked with Scott to classes, complimenting his neat-ness and clean behavior. Of course Tim still got to see you, whenever he could he'd go across his apartment to yours and hang out. 

So Tim had started to act more on you, following you wherever you went- or coming up to you more often.

It also wasn't until Darryl mentioned the problem did Tim really hate it. 

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You grabbed your bag, and finished up getting ready before knocking on the wall. 

"Hey guys! I'm gonna head out alright, sorry we couldn't do movie night tonight I have - a meeting." 

Darryl and Tim came up to you while you said it, "I'll lock your apartment door. Also, with who?" Tim said while placing his poetry book to the side, and grabbing your keys when you tossed them to him

"Scott, we're gonna go eat at a nice restraunt down town then I'll be back." Darryl looked at you with a quick disgusted face "Scott? Don't you think that boy might be hitting on you?" He said with an exaggerated tone while Tim snapped his head towards him.

"No of course not! He's just my friend" 

"I don't know how you could be friends with that guy, he's rude, wealthy, and stuck-up" Darryl said remarking Scott.

"He's not rude to me-" 

"And that's him hitting on you." Darryl pointed. You just laughed and walked out of the door to your 'date'.

+TIM P.O.V

"Do you really think Scott's hitting on y/n?" Tim turned to Darryl while squinting

"Why? You worried?" Darryl laughed. 

"No- I just, yes. I'm worried, what if he treats her like shit or-"

Darryl chuckled while grabbing some bread and placing it in his mouth,

"I think that's not what you're worrying about, and don't worry he's not gonna steal ya' girl." Darryl said while sitting down. "Not, my girl." Tim huffed while he shrugged and walked off. "Hey are you trying a new cologne?" Darryl shouted "Yeah thanks man, how'd you know?"

"Had a hunch." Darryl went back to watching T.V

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The 'date' with Scott didn't end short at all, you two spent hours talking 'til midnight. "I don't understand why Darryl could hate you," You joked, "I'm too neat for his liking, talking about that- I have an appointment about now. I'll see my way out, this was really fun y/n." Scott checked his watch, and payed for the both of you. "Thanks Scott, it really was fun, also I just don't understand how you're always so organized, it's amazing." 

Scott laughed and mumbled something small before getting up and offering you his hand, leaving the two of you to go seperate ways.

Once you got back to your apartment you decided to turn around and knock on the shared room of your friends'.

Before you were about to leave it, Tim answered. 

"Y/n! How did the meet go?" 

"It went great, I just wanted to say- uh, I'm back!" You smiled, and Tim grabbed your arm before you could turn it around.

'fuck, fuck, fuck..' he thought hesitantly staring at you.."Can I be honest y/n?" "Of course Tim, anything" you sweetly smiled.

"I like you, I really, really like you. Alot. And I just don't know what to do, I feel like Scott is gonna do something- I just don't know y/n, all I know is I like you."

A silent moment before you responded. "Oh that's alright Tim! I'll never stop being your friend just because of Scott, mutual feelings." You looked at Tim with sincerity in your eyes,

"No y/n you don't understand- I.. I mean I love you." 

And before you could react, Tim pulled you in towards the doorway and kissed you. 

You didn't know what to think in the moment, absolutely flushed. He felt amazing, everything about him felt amazing, smelled amazing, and now you knew what he meant. 

And for some reason you couldn't remember anything after that kiss, 

–

""What- y/n- are you okay?!?" Tim grabbed your waist from behind before you almost collapsed on the ground, instead falling in his arms. 

"Did you kill her?" Darryl lazily walked out, obviously tired from awakening. "No I just- kissed her- and she passed out man!"

"I think that was her first kiss-" Darryl groaned

Tim's eyes lit up with excitement "really?"

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Matthew Lillard gif hcs <33

--- tw// mentions of murder, gore, horror, sexual themes,

(Tim, Stu, and Chip.)

Tim LaFlour

The little 'oath ' he took definitely won't last long if he has you by his side

Him being aggressive because he hasn't had forms of pleasure 🤭

Definitely can be a bit subby. Maybe alot

He's definitely whimpers 🧍

He'll help you study whenever you need it

Definitely buys you flowers and chocolates

Probably holds your hand when he wants something pierced 😍

Does ALOT with you

Maybe clingy?

Listening to your voice while 🤜 🤭...

Definitely wants to be pegged bruh.

Stuart 'Stu' Macher

He probably told billy to not kill you😒

Gives you calls as ghostface when you didn't know it was him <33

Sometimes when billys pranking you you accidentally thought it was Stu

Probably told you they were ghostface, //if you and billy were doing something and you accidentally said "Well fuck it makes sense because both of you are killers" and billy got all defensive and mad but Stu had to calm him down because Stu trusts you <33

Would kill anyone who tried to hurt you <3

Can be subby but probably a switch

S3x drive>>😨

LOUD...😍

Can be a bit bratty since his parents rich

Perverted jokes 😻

BUYS YOU EXPENSIVE THINGS.

Chip

Loves to watch horror movies with you🤭 (probably scream 1.... IYKYK 😹

Let's you rent movies from the store he works at for free sometimes 😍

Probably sneaky (strict parents make sneaky kids)

Definitely would go insane if his mom killed you

SUB 🧍

Whimpe-

Doesn't last long.🧍

Horror movie nights w you<33

Loves Halloween. Change my fucking mind.

If you don't like a gory movie, hell turn it off for you 😍. Only you tho.

Could possibly develop into a killer like Stu??😨

Put ur hands through his hair bro trust me.

Loves it if you get him horror merch (he'll do the same for you<33

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Request List <33

What you can and can't request\\.

(May Change)

Movies/Etc.

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Senseless

Tim LaFlour

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Sidney Prescott

Randy

Tatum Riley

God's Of Egypt

Horus

The Amazing Spiderman

Peter Parker

Avengers

Peter Parker (Tom)

Tony Stark

Dr. Strange

Starlord

Quicksilver (X-Men)

Jurassic World

Owen Grady

Cowboy Bebop

Spike Spiegel

Faye Valentine

Demon Slayer

Giyuu Tomioka

Tanjiro Kamado

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Rengoku Kyojuro

Akaza

Inosuke Hasibira

Uzui Tengen

Sanemi

>>>>Other Characters/People

Albert Aretz (Flamingo

CoryxKenshin

Gaege Gibson (Juicy

Eduardo (EddieVR

Kurt Kunkle (Spree

Walter 'Keys' McKeys (Free Guy

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things

Charley Brewster //original ver. (FORGOT..💀

Dennis Rafkin (13 ghosts)

Shaggy

Brock Hudson (She's all That)

<<<<Actors

Matthew Lillard

Joe Keery

Andrew Garfield

added

Hobart Brown (Hobie

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy (Emma Stone's or spiderverse

Pavitr (spiderverse

Dennis Nash (99 homes)

Roderick Heffley

Prompts}

Will

Nsfw/Smut

Platonic

LGBTQ (I'm bi😍😍😍🤭🤭

K1nks

Possible Kidnapping (No r4p3/ sa ...😾

Will NOT

Scat (No. 😧

•P1ss k!n. (No 😞😞

R4p3 (NO 😨..

SA 😨

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'Second Time'

Tim LaFlour imagine <33

𝗧𝗪// 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀

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While walking down the concrete path at your school, a familiar looking face rolled up beside you on skates. A pierced one, very pierced.

Tim rolled beside you while you walking, as you turned to face him and smile. "Hey Tim-" you were careful of other people not to bump into him.

"ah, hey y/n where are you off tooo?" He smiled happily while asking the question,

"a class, that I have-" you pulled up your wrist to check a non existent watch, " 2 seconds to get to because it's all the way across campus. Tim laughed at your sarcasm. "Alright well, nice seeing youu Tim, and your 'Junkie', friend" You laughed as you walked off,

>>>

You knocked on an apartment door, a nice person soon opening it up. "Hey Darryl," You and Darryl exchanging a small 'secret' handshake. "Just dropping these off for Tim"

Darryl turned around "HEY TIM- Y/NS GOT YOUR POETRY BOOKS" Darryl looked at the books intently "Tell them to wait there!" Darryl looked at you, and walked off into somewhere in the living room. Tim came tushing out of what you guessed was the restroom to greet you.

"oh, hey y/n-!" He said almost out of breath, he grabbed the books from your hand and set them down on a table beside him.

"Hey, just wanted to give those to you- anyways I'm gonna go to the store, you want anything?" "Uh, actually I can just come" Tim said rushed

"alright then, you can come" you laughed a little while saying "your flys unzipped" (OMG that's so old 💀💀🙏) Tim's knuckles almost whitened on the magazine full of women he was holding as the aggressively threw it across the room.

"oh uh sorry, uh- hockey practice." His sweaty palms reached down to zip his pants back up. "Alright well let's go-" He followed after you closing the door.

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Holding some bags between your knuckles you both walked into the complex, Tim rushing to find his key somewhere in his pockets

"you know it turns out that prince Albert wasn't a good idea" "I could've told you that idiot" you said laughing, "That's exactly what Darryl said-" he said soon lifting up his shirt and grabbing the key piercing laughing, your hands tightening more and more around the bags as you were getting tired

"you know, Darryl really is acting Wierd I don't think it's great For-" Getting tired of him trying to not drop the key you let down the bags and yanked the key from him walking off with the chain to unlock the door until you stopped in your tracks, turned around "OH MY GOD- SORR-" before you could finish to a surprised Tim, he let out a loud whimper before falling on his knees with a yell and a sigh "second fucking time" he let out the breath before collapsing.

"Shit." You sighed trying not to laugh your ass off at the sight, Tim , nearly fainted on the ground face on the ground raised up his hand "It's not funny-" he said in a wheeze of a breath. Darryl coming out of the room to the commotion, laughing hard "OH SHIT BAHAHAHA" he pointed.

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I'll be making a request board in a second <33

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"Chocolate Milk Gifts"

Corey cunningham x reader

Smut / Drabble

Top!reader x Sub!Corey , Riding, Mommy kink,

!!

I am not in charge of who interacts and I am not liable for any overdose of media :)

—---

Ever since you saw him on the ground, wincing at the glass shards in his hand you recognized the Corey Cunningham.

Sometimes you would see him here and there, and other times you would follow him places.

You knew he was shy and you wondered if you would take advantage of that to get his attention, but you thought that would be mean.

So you followed him before his shift at the mechanics, into the gas station. You waited patiently at the chocolate milk isle.

You looked away until he went to grab one, and you conveniently reached up- not to the lines of chocolate milk cartons below you or at your level- but to the one you couldn't reach. You stood on your tippy toes as if you couldn't even touch it-

He soon took notice and grabbed a second one, giving it to you. You smiled and thanked him- and rushed to pull out your wallet , sighing loud.

"Hey …do you have any extra money? You don't have to- I just love chocolate milk and don't have any cash on me…" you awkwardly asked.

He stood there for a minute, eyes wide and then calmed down.

,"U-uh yeah, sure- I'll buy it for you no problem."

You smiled, "thank you!"

You both walked up to the cash register, you searched for candies below and pulled come cents out of your wallet, you payed for your candy and Corey handed you the carton of chocolate milk

You both walked out of the store together and then you brought up the words,

"Hey, you're Corey cunningham right?"

He looked away for a minute, ashamed and said "y-yeah."

"Oh no worries, nice glasses by the way." You smiled

"Thank you- uh"

"Do you have any plans tonight?"

You asked, if he said no to a date you had no lashback because you barely knew him so there was barely any anxiety worked up in you. Plus, he was shy.

"Uh, no..I guess not-"

You thought up an idea, quickly and asked him as soon as you thought it.

"Would you be okay to go to that restraunt down the road of here, and then come and watch a movie at my place? I just uh-"

You knew the last part sounded Wierd, and lustful.

"- have no one to do it with, I haven't in a few..y-" you cut yourself off at the last part saving your embarrassment from the obvious lie.

"Sure! Can you text me- when to come? I can pick you up.." he sounded almost so joyful, you smiled and put out you hand, for a minute he was quizzed but soon put his phone in your hand. You exchanged numbers and addresses,

<333

Later that night, you got in a [outfit] and put light makeup on, brushing your hair out neatly until you heard a knock at your door.

You saw Corey in his same jacket, trying to look clean but you thought the dirty messed up look did great for him. He had one rose in his hand picked from presumably a garden by his hand, you took it and set it in your home. "Thank you for the rose!" You smiled

"Thank you for uh…meeting up with me," he laughed, and you both rode on his motorcycle to the restraunt,

After people - grown men, picking on him persistently, you shot then a glare and called them crude in appropriate names and laughed like a middle school boy. They just were left with a look of disgust and left. Once you both were done, Corey insisted on paying and once you both left he stopped his motorcycle at your place. You got inside, at the freshly set up good smelling place. You wiped your makeup off and changed into some short shorts and a t shirt.

You sat on the couch as Corey took his jacket off and went through the DVDs

Knowing his past, or incident you asked innocently, "are you okay with gory horror movies or uh- no?"

"Uh…yeah I'm fine with them." He sighed.

You put in a movie and laid back as you watched it. It was an og, so you enjoyed it. You saw how Corey barely winced at them, so you probably shouldn't make assumptions about him.

You remembered a gift you had got and tapped Corey,

"Hey corey- uh can you come to my room? I got a gift!" You smiled. You soon pulled out a nice hoodie you bought in his size and gave it to him, he looked so happy.

"Thank you!" He smiled as he looked around at things in your room,

He tugged on a droo

r but it wouldn't open, so he tugged a bit harder and found ehm….

*Toys*

You heard the door and whipped your head, "uh! I-" you stuttered

"Sorry!" His face flushed,

You giggled, at his state right now. His face was red and he wasn't looking straight at you. Rather at his hands adjusting his glasses.

"So- you got a girlfriend right? What's the name again-" you lied,

"Uh- no..I don't"

"Oh- wrong person…must've confused you" you backed up your lie.

You scooted closer to him,

"You- have something right here…" you stood on your toes, and .

Kissed him, he couldn't speak for a moment neither could you

"Sorry..!" You said

Before you could say anything else, he kissed back, his hands went to your sides.

Your hands went up to his covered chest.

"Could we..?" You implied, not being your first time , (or was ? Idk🤨) Corey stood dumbfounded for a moment,

"I uh! Its- well I've never really…" he gasped.

"You don't have to, I'll help you " you said, smiling.

He nodded frantically and went to sit on the bed. You sat on top of him and started undressing, Corey sat with a bit of drool spilling.

You giggled, he caught himself and his face. He tugged at his own shirt and removed it, throwing it to the unknown pile.

You took off your shorts, and he did the same with his pants, quickly removing them. He scooted back on the bed and you slowly took off your underwear, doing the same with his boxers.

Your hands flew to his shoulders, and you adjusted yourself above him, you looked at him for reassurance and he nodded

"I need words Corey,"

"Y-yes.."

"I'm on the pill, (or preference you had those type removed from ur body Idc😊)

You reached you hand down and slowly jerked him off, teasing him

"F- fuck" he moaned.

While his eyes were closed you sat down on his cock. "Oh, fuck y/n, fuck" his head slammed back

You sat there for a minute as he regained from what just happened

"K-keep going, please, please" he moaned breathless.

"What do you want? Use your words good boy" He became flushed again at that,

"I- I need you, to move please…mommy"

You felt something as he said that, you just felt so amazing.

You went up, and slammed down again, going at a faster pace each time.

He was a moaning mess and he soon came , you kept going- overstimulating him until you came on him.

"Ple-please no more please, fuck" he moaned. You lifted off of him and got a towel to clean him off,

You put on new underwear and wore the same night outfit , Corey stayed the way he was. You giggled at him forgetting to take off his glasses. You snuggled in bed beside him and laid hugging him

"I love you Corey.." you said, drifting off to sleep

"I, love you too." He hugged you tighter. You took off his glasses and put it on your bedside table

You both fell asleep at that, snuggled by eachother.

BONUS!!:>

You both woke up the morning after, you got up first and yawned, realizing your dream wasn't a dream after all. He got up after, and was speechless and flushed as hell. You put your hand in his hair and played with it until he was calm, laying on your thighs

"Won't people..judge you- for ….being with me?" Corey said

"No one judges ME, plus, I love you either way Corey. You're just too cute , and you always were " you kissed his head.