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SashiAvi's 2k Follower Prompt Event #2 - CatHybrid!Sebastian - Begging & Cunnilingus

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It starts with a nudge to your knee. A scruffy head of dark hair rubbing an affectionate push against your skin, soft feline ears flattening with the nuzzling movement.

A beat skips. Only a huff cutting through the air as another bullying head bump presses further, now a nose adding to the mix as your pushy cat boyfriend attempts a nip to your inner thigh. His cool eyes silently glare up at you, a pout pursed into his expression, fangs pressing a subtle intent into the plumpy plushness of the skin.

"Yes?" You acknowledge him, turning your attention away from your phone screen, a hand coming down to scritch and massage into his ears. Despite the rumbly-soft purrs that bubble up his throat, Sebastian keeps the tight squint of his eyes on you. His tail flicks behind him, a swift swish curling right at the tip, a rhythmic little movement.

He doesn't verbally reply to your question, instead opting to nose further against the inner of your thigh, lips pressing a warm kiss into the skin before he stops short and looks up at you again. A silent plea shining a glitter in his eyes, glinting against the cool grey-blue of his iris. His hand brushes up from your knee, smoothing his palm over your tender-soft and sensitive skin, giving a gentle squeezing grope. A wave of warmth bubbles from your chest, the intentions of your needy cat-like boyfriend clear in the air.

You give a sly side-glance, petting his ears, forcing them to plane down with each brush of your fingers, your legs carefully readjusting into a more modest position.

"What's up, Baby?" You try again, feigning innocence, playing dumb at Sebastian's quiet advances - He had a voice, and you think he could use it more often.

"Mrmmm.." Sebastian trills sound, face morphing into a pouty frown, cheek squishing as he presses his face against your hip- Your legs now properly closed, hindering his advances. His arms wrap around the thick of your bent legs, around the muscle of your thighs, snaking his fingers between them in a careful attempt of prying into the warm squish of flesh. You look at him expectantly, unmoving and unwilling to budge on the matter, waiting for Sebastian's words- Despite the subtle throb between your legs aching at all the ideas of what he could possibly want with you.

"Please.." It's all you get- Barely even phrased as a question, the statement layed out from his tongue with another nip of his teeth. His tail swished side to side, pupils blowing darker with excitement- some monologue running in his brain making him react in such a way.

"Please what? I can't understand you~" Your voice sings, a playful and scruffy pat to his hair coming next, messing up the fur of his ears. Sebastian scowls, more purrs rumbling from his chest, his touch becoming handsy - Gropey and squeezy, a gentle attempt to pry your thighs open. "You have to properly ask, y'know." You both knew he didn't actually- You being more than happy to let him take to you any other time; Fingers stuffing under the fine grip of your shorts waistband, bending at the hip over the Saloon pool table so his greedy cock could slide between your thighs- Heck, even the quick bouncy ride on his lap while Sam ran off to the bathroom during a session of Solarian Chronicles.

But this was fun, you were having fun. Teasing him, urging him to ask and plead- Yoba to beg, even.

"You smell nice.." His words are vague, actions telling you more than what he was dropping. Nice - A simple descriptor, sweet even, if it weren't for the way his nose presses against your skin, nuzzling in an attempt to get closer between your legs.

"Do I?" You tease, a hand coming to carefully scratch under his chin, fingers curling as if you were petting a real Kitten, yet instead of soft fur, you're met with the barest grain of his shaved face on his otherwise smooth and clear skin. It still earns you a tilt to his head, his melty reaction making your heart feel oozy with gooey affection. "How nice?" You were probably playing a dangerous game, poking back at Sebastian with a smugness stuck to your tone, prompting him with your teasing.

"So fucking nice.." He breaks a little with that hot taint of profanity, ears twitching, fingers groping a squeeze into your flesh. His tail swished with his words, flicking a rigid motion before its back to that lazy sway. “God- Gonna make me spell it out?”

“Hmmn.. I just think it’d be cute if you begged.” You bite into your lip, a feeble attempt at stifling your teasy smile.

He bristles at that, hairs standing on their ends, the fur of his tail and ears puffing up as a shiver surely crackles down his body. A sigh leaves his lips, breath trickling out until it forms into a soft pur, his head tilting up at you with a dazzly sweetness in his eyes-

“Please- Fuck.. hahh... Seb- Baby, please-!” Your own sobby pleads tumble from your throat, lips stuck in a perpetual frown, fingers tangled through Sebastian’s murky black hair as his tongue attacks the bud of your clit.

Sebastian's ears twitch with a mock flick of annoyance before he's coming up for air, sinking the dagger point of his canines right into the sensitive tendon connecting your thigh to your drooly cunt. You can’t help the whimpery noise that keens up from your throat, a high and shaky sound, stuttered and long as you breathe out. The hybrid dares to purr, nuzzling his nose into your bare skin as he marks you up, suckling a hot bruise, breaking those delicate blood vessels into a stingy bloom of a mark.

His pink tongue peeks out to soothe the area with licks - like it does much; the roughness of his tongue born up from his secondary feline species making your body tense with a sickly sweet sting, his lapping reminiscent of a milk-starved Kitten. Yoba, don't even start on the bar lodged in the flesh of the muscle, the metallic ball of a tongue piercing shining a soft glint in the low-light. Bites turn to licks, nibbling suckles agitated more with the grate of his kitten tongue, paired with those deep, sharp eyes of his, angled up to look at you with a glint of cockiness.

“Sebbyyyy..” You give a whine, already missing the hot warmth of his lips wrapped around your clit, all cold and twitchy as he hums back at you, mocking a sobby noise of complaint as he sinks his teeth into the ever so sensitive skin of your inner thigh, leading away from where you needed him. He calls your name back to you, all muffled and slobbery, mimicking your drawn out cry before he suckles another mark - Pinchy, stingy, only making your poor pussy drool more of a mess. “Y-You’re mean.. Come backkk-” You whine at him, lips pouty when he shakes his head ‘No’, popping off of the fat of your thigh to admire the bruise he'd suckled into your skin. “Why?” You give a bratty huff, just wanting to feel the passions of Sebastian's tongue, how eager he was minutes before, rubbing up against you with his purring and nuzzles.

“I just think it’d be cute if you begged” He parroted that same sentence that had started it all, once spouted so cockily from your own now trembly, wobbly lips. The bar in his tongue knocks against his teeth as he plays and fiddles with it, those canines pointed with the beginnings of a cat-like grin, completely amused with his teasing. You sniffle a pout, fingers curling to give a tug to Sebastian's hair, pulling at his delicate ears, making his tail twitch and puff with a shudder. Another nip, one meaner and laced with a warning; “Words, Princess.” Another sharp flick of his eyes, hypocrisy dripping off of him, as if he hadn’t wordlessly poked at prodded around you to get you like this.

“I..” You breathe a frustrated sigh, a prick of tears starting to sting right at the inner corners of your eyes. You gasp into a swallow, a permanent pout tugging at your lips, “-Can’t think of words..”

“Nawh..” You know the sound is something completely faux, the tut of Sebastian’s tongue kissing his teeth just another mean thing to add on to the pile. He presses a warm kiss to the bloomed up hickey he’d bitten into your thigh, dragging his lips over the tender spot before he speaks, “Guess you should find some words then, hm?” His tail flicks, eyes flicking to a sickening slit before they bloom into those blown out, kitten-sweet excitable pupils.

You’re sure you’re one more tease away from a genuine sob; Something pitiful and entitled, so tired of Sebastian giving you a taste of your own medicine. God, you should give in- Plead and beg with the meany between your legs, play sweet and nice and ah! Another sink of his pointy teeth in your flesh, making you squirm and frown, molars digging into the inside of your cheek with frustration-

“Please-” Your cry is short and wincy, “I need you, Sebby..” You baby at him, voice pitched higher as your pleadings begin.

An eyebrow raises, a soothing yet spiky lick lapped over the skin of your thighs, edging just a smidgen closer to your core. He hums a long ‘Mmhmm?’ of acknowledgement, urging you on with a slight grin twitching at his lips.

“Really want you.. Need you back…” You glance down, biting into your bottom lip.

You’d at least earned something with the sweet tone of your begs - It was a start, Sebastian licking a fat, performative stripe up your cunt, gathering the creamed up slick that weeped from your hole. The action was near pornographic; Pretty and pink, covered in slick, that metal ball of his piercing coated and glinting with a sick mix of spit and cream - God, you twitch against him, clit jumping as the grate of his tongue brushes over the neglected bud, your fluttery entrance joining in, throbbing with a stingy pulse of arousal. His eyes are on you, behind thick lashes and his dark brow, those fangs of his glinting as they just poke from behind his upper lip. It was a taste; For both you and him, a teasing ease of what was to come and a milk-sweet treat he could savour as he smacks a kiss to your clit.

He looks at you expectantly, those sharp pupils blown wide and black as his nose nuzzles at your mound, ghosts of his breath brushing warm kisses against your poor pussy. Your breath hitches right at the back of your throat, hiccuped a spike of adrenaline thrumming through your arteries, your lips dare to wobble, mouthing around the syllables of his name in a pitiful little “Sebby..”

“Hmnn?” He sounds almost nonchalant, as if he were completely unaware of the effects he had on you, playing into something cool and collective- Mean, that's what he is, a big meany messing with you, threading the beads of your desperation through threads of arousal that had your thighs twitching a flexing fidget.

“Fuck- Sebby, please.. I need you, need you so bad I’m-” The pointed look he gives you tells you, you’re not quite close enough. Specifics were what he was after.

Humiliation twists in your tummy as you string out a pathetic whine of pleas; “Need you b-back on my..” Your cheeks flush hot, unable to properly get your mouth around the dirty words he wanted you to speak - “Don’t wanna say it..”

“Nawhh.. But… You have to if you want me to eat you out, Silly.” His words roll off of his tongue easily, a scrunch to his nose and a twitching grin pulling at his lips as they speak against your warm skin. His tail sways behind him, cheeky and amused, a tell-tale sign that he was finding enjoyment out of all of this.

You try again.

“Please- Use your tongue on me.. ‘Wanna feel good- Tease me n’ make me all needy n’ squirmy I don't care-!” You suck in a breath, exhaling with a wobbly frown, “Just want your mouth- Mouth n’ fingers and whatever you wanna do t’me..-” You hum a long sound, all sweet and frustrated.

Ahh, Third times the charm, right?

“Sebby.. P-Please eat me out-” It burns to say it out loud. “I just- I need your tongue on my clit..” You can’t help the internal cringe, a tight squeeze vice-like and shuddery, something coursing a dangerous chemical of embarrassment-turned-arousal, sending a flinch to your dribbly pussy. “See? Need you.. Want your mouth on my c-cunt..” You’d surely lost it, that last ounce of sensibility that rested in your gut, forgotten with the way you part your legs wider, biting your teeth into one of your fingers to ease the nerves, your free hand coming down your tummy to barely brush above your heat, as if to direct Sebastian right where you wanted him.

Finally, he seemed satisfied, ears perking up on his head, through the moppy strands of sable-black swept hair, a pur rumbling from the depths of his throat before he gave you what you needed. He was practically pouncing on to your pussy, with his palms against your thighs going in for the attack – Once crescent eyes blown wide and ink-jet black, tail swishing in absolute satisfaction – That rough tongue of his laps messily against your folds, purposeful in movement, thrashing meanly against your clit-!

“Ahhn- Hahh, Seb-!” You can only cry out, muffled by your fingers as you hide your face, finding comfort in your knuckles pressed against your frowning lips. Your eyes flutter closed, a crease forming between your brows, a tight-knit scrunch of pleasure washing over your face accompanied by the hot sting of a blush flushing against your cheeks and over the bridge of your nose. Sebastian huffs a sloppy chuckle against your core, breath sucked back in with a slurpy lick through your folds.

“Hmnph.. C’mere-” Sebastian’s voice muffles, a grumble to his timbre that wasn’t truly something of frustration – Completely laced up with a mockingly hot purr of endearment. The comfort of your hands are yanked away, fingers threading through his own, all long and grabbable- Perfectly moulded to engulf and grab, urging your fingers to brush strands of hair up and out of the way of his eyes, of his tongue, showing off the bridge of his nose and thick, dark brows behind the mound of your cunt as he laps and feasts. Your fingers twitch a pull, tight against the roots of his hair, making the man let out another low purr, “S’ better- Hmmnh?” His tongue cuts up his words, lulling through his speech pattern as his affections continue. Ahh, you could see him now, relish in the view of him between your legs, strands of hair escaping your fingers to lace over his forehead, those sharp eyes right on you.

He lets the bead of his tongue stud jab into your clit, swirling around and around hoping that little metal ball glints with the light, sparkles with the mix of his saliva and the addicting juices of your cunt. His fingers massage and sink into your thighs, giving little stingy nail-tainted squishes as a reminder to Keep. Watching.

Watch the flutter of his tongue and nipping suckles he makes into your clit, look into that subtle swirl of blue in his eyes as he laps a long, strong lick on your cunt right before he musters up a hot glob of saliva to spit onto the twitchy bud of your clit. All bubbly and thick on his tongue as he lapped it right back up before you could start whining up your complaints again. You had begged enough for him, right? Spilled those filthy wants and desires out for him, dealing with the residual ache in your chest, all flushed from embarrassment – Fuck, could you even breathe? With that constant string of breathy whines that fall from your lips as his tongue abuses your cunt, thrashing and jamming meanly while those pointed canines carefully sink into your flesh as he suckles a mess.

He was practically making out with your pussy – Tongue filled kisses all swirly on your clit, venturing further to sink into the supple clench of your hole, feeling each and every twitch on his tongue and flex of your bud against his nose. He looked a mess – Spit and cream dribbling down his chin, smeared up on his nose, lips pursed and plump with use, face surely sticky with your essence- Ohh, but he didn't seem to care. Sebastian relished in your sticky-sweetness, indulging in your pretty scent, happy to make a mess of himself if it meant you were whining, tugging on his hair and petting at his ears, praising and hiccuping begs of “Don’t stop don’t stop-!” Fueling up his ego as he shakes his head against your cunt in indulgence.

How could he stop now? Fucking the fat of his tongue against your weepy hole, lapping up all the cream you drooled up for him - All wet and mushy, the press of his tongue against your cunt earning up a string of slick and clicky noises, hot spit he can’t help but salivate up adding to the mess between your legs. His licks are rough, spiky in pleasure, moulded around the smooth relief of his piercing, the repetitive sensation bringing you closer and closer, nearer to the threat of your release, and he hadn’t even begun the abuse of his fingers-

It's easy to jam two deft fingers into your cunt with how dribbly-drooly you were for him, sweetly creamy like milk pooling around his knuckles, combined with his bubbly spit to make a filthy mess. Your fingers card through his hair to gain a new fistful of something to ground you, tugging the sensitive strands that laid by his silky ears, the fur tickling up against your wrist. Sebastian’s precision was a deadly thing – Knowing exactly where to curl the pads of his digits, hitting that sweetly spongy spot inside of you that had your hips craning, arching to meet with the suckle of his lips and the slow, fucking curls he makes in your cunt.

Your sweetness wraps around him, the ring of your stuffed hole twitching kisses against his knuckles, taught and squeezy with every fuck he makes. It only makes you dribble more for him, squelchy and wet, more of a mess for his tongue to mop up with a loud and obnoxious lapping suckle.

“Sebby- Seb, Seb- R-Right there- right there rightthereplease-!” You have to gasp to catch your breath, feeling the quick build of your threatening orgasm. Sebastian moans, his hot breath and warm purring doing wonders for your arousal. His eyes catch yours, seemingly just as desperate as you were, looking like a milk-drunk kitten who’d nearly had his filling, greedily smushing his face into your cunt, the tip of his nose crunching with the motion, fingers squelching in your wetness with a newfound fever.

“Ohhh~ M’cummin- cummingcummingcumming-! Seb, ohmygod!” You don't mean to slur your words but God-! Sebastian was just too good.

Your hands clench in his hair, tugging the strands right at his scalp, thighs jerking with an aching hard twitch, snapping Sebastian into a snuggly trap as you finally let go. You squeeze on his fingers, pussy fluttering quick pulses as you cum, clit jumping against his tongue while he drags out his licks, coaxing you through the hot brunt of it all. Fuck, you makes a mess – A pretty and wet orgasm gushing against his rough tongue, enough to bring up a prick of tears at the corner of your eyes, accompanied by a silent plea barely piping up from your throat. Sebastian’s free hand soothes the outside of your thigh, carefully bending your leg at the knee to free himself all while he peppers sweetly soft kisses against the wet of your cunt.

“Hahh..S-Seb-” You mouth a silence swear, voice whining in your throat as he keeps playing even through your high – Milky-wet kisses pressed into your twitchy core, a string of dribble and slick connecting his plump and pinkish lips to your folds, that rough tongue of his licking up the mess, the ball of his piercing glinting as he licks his lips clean. The man chuckles soft, hearts in his eyes as he looks up at you, more and more of those teasy sweet kisses landing around; To your mound, inner thigh, that sensitive tendon he’d bitten mean kisses into, right against the soft of your tummy. He was nuzzling like a cat, tail swaying in a happy manner, ears folding around the clumsy pats you make to them, hums purring up his throat as he slinkily climbs up.

The rough denim of his dark-washed jeans presses against your wetness, surely forming a decent patch of slick and spit into the fabric, your breath hitches, chin tilting up as Sebastian nuzzles his nose right below your ear;

“Beg for more?” You shiver, and he huffs a breathy chuckle.

Who were you to deny him?

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deepestnightcolor · 3 months ago

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WHY do I have to write a Bachelor's and Master's Thesis? WHYYYYYYY can't somebody kiss my head and go "here's your Bachelor's, good luck out there"

WHY

I PROMISE I'LL LOOK AFTER IT, FEED IT, WALK IT, BATHE IT-

#spirit's grumbling #Im suffering already #bachelor's degree #ITS NOT EVEN A SDV BACHELOR #help

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deepestnightcolor · 3 months ago

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i’m not asking i’m BEGGING for a fic about sam getting all worked up in the saloon bc you just won’t stop teasing him so he brings you to the bathroom and goes crazy on you. bonus points if someone almost walks in 🙏🙏 you’re an angel btw

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ᴀ/ɴ: Wellp. I don't know why I always make Sebastian listening in, but. Heh. Whoops.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sam (SDV) x Fem!Reader

ᴡᴄ: 2461 words.

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: Teasing, edging, orgasm denial, cursing, dirty talk, semi public sex, being caught fucking, Seb is a tease as well, cream pie, kind of a little humiliation.

Why did your hand have to feel so good? Why did you always know just how to touch him? No, scratch that. This was not the problem. He loved how you touched him. The more important question was this: Why the hell were you devious enough to touch him just right in the fucking saloon? Even worse, why the hell were you devilish enough to do so when Sebastian was sitting right across from you? At the beginning of the night, he had been able to handle it. It was just you squeezing and stroking his thigh after all, maybe nuzzling your cute little nose against his neck here and there. Easy. Light work no reaction type of shit. And now? Now he was sitting there, face flushed, and a drop of sweat having caught in his brow. He had gotten hard long ago; the moment you had returned from the bathroom and had dropped your little panties into his lap when you had sat down next to him again, to be more exact. He was sitting there with a cock aching from oversensitivity, caused by countless times of being pushed close to the edge, just for you to remove your hand. But even then, you didn’t give him a fucking break; no. As soon as the orgasm had gotten out of reach again, your hand was back, stroking and touch, finding the leaky tip of his dick and rubbing the fabric of his boxers against it. “You good, man?” It was the first time in a while Sebastian had directed his attention to him again, because Sam had logged off the conversation ages ago, too busy on focusing to not moan out loud. Which was why the blond needed to clear his throat a few times before he could even think about answering. “Yeah, Sammy. You good? You have been so quiet? Don’t you feel good?” Oh, you fucking devil. The look he shot you must have been charged with energy, because his friend let out a soft laugh. “Damn, dude. You grumpy or some shit?” “No,” Sam pressed out, and of course you had to be a fucking bitch about it, thumb pressing down on his red tip the moment he had opened his mouth. He hadn’t been able to stop the whimper from rolling off his tongue, and no matter how much he prayed, the look on Sebastian’s face told him it had been exactly as audible as it had sounded. “Sam-“

“Just feeling a bit light-headed,” Sam forced through grit teeth, trying to keep his eyes focused on the black-haired male to keep them from rolling into the back of his skull. “Do you want me to get you a water?” Fuck. Fuck, no. He wanted to get home, rip off your clothes and sink his fat dick into the pussy that you had told him was so wet for him. “I think that would be nice,” you mused. God, how did you do it? How did you manage to make your voice sound so empathetic, so genuinely concerned while you knew very damn well you were the root of this? Seb gave a slow nod, seemingly unsure, yet he scooted out of his booth, making his way iver to Gunther. Sam took in a deep breath, trying to regain even just an ounce of his composure, but this poor guy failed miserably. Especially when he heard your voice, all chipper and happy: “You look so good like this, you know that? All desperate to cum, and even more desperate to not let Sebastian know anything.” Another deep breath, but you just had to giggle as you rubbed over his tip again, didn’t you? Just had to push and prod him toward the edge again, right? “Fuck this,” he suddenly snapped, standing up with more force than he had estimated, making you look up at him with widened eyes. “I am going to the bathroom now. And you better follow me,” he hissed, tugging down his white shirt before heading toward the back, leaving you behind a little bewildered. You hadn’t expected that this would have caused Sam to snap, but you took it. Standing up and following after the blond, not even caring about leaving behind a confused little Sebastian. And if you had cared? Then you had forgotten about him the moment Sam’s lips collied with yours in a messy kiss, his tongue not only licking over your tongue, but also your teeth oh so desperately. “Sam,” you tried, wanted to apologize for pushing him so far. Instead, you were turned around and pressed against the sink, Sam’s hands flipping up your skirt, and without hesitation, his hand came down on your soft skin, having you gasp out under the pressure of the slap. “Fuck, look at that ass jiggle,” he growled, another smack coming down, his cock twitching for the billionth time that night, especially when you whined again. “Not so funny when you are the one being teased, huh?” He whispered, pressing the bulge in his pants right against your bare cunt. He was trying to be just a little mean – you had teased him all night, after all! But Sammy was very well aware that he couldn’t keep up this act for long, not when he could have you like this. Not when you looked so pretty for him. Oh God, you were so fucking gorgeous. It was hard to believe that you were able to be such a fucking devil. A devil that was now arching her back to push back against the quick little grinds he gave you, a devil that had him close to breaking.

“Fuck,” Sam breathed, deciding on a whim that this was enough. He could not possibly take any more pending up, he needed that bare little pussy right fucking now. The sound of his belt and zipper went well with your panting and little huffs as you tried to push back against him, just to whine when you realized that Sam was holding you pinned against the sink, too scared of finally busting if you touched his abused dick even one more time. Even pulling his boxers down just enough felt like almost too much, making him hiss when the wet fabric finally was removed from his drooling head. “Sam, please-“ another sentence you didn’t get to finish, another sentence interrupted by a moan as you felt the pressure of his cock against your wet, sloppy hole. “You are drenched,” Sam hissed between heavy breaths, his Adam’s apple hobbling under the pressure gulps of air he had to suck only to not cum on the spot. You nodded in response, your fingers tightening around the rim of the sink, your own breathing now laboured, only for you to hold your breath when Sam suddenly pushed forward. You had expected him to enter you slowly, and he did! For the first half, at least. You cried out when a strong thrust suddenly had your boyfriend stretch you thin, his pulsing cock plunged into your walls. And just like you had done before, Sam didn’t even think about giving you a break. Oh, no. “You can be such a little slut,” he whispered as his lips found your neck, peppering quick, wet kisses over your skin, “making me so hard right in front of my best friend. Was it worth it, huh? Was this what you wanted? To be fucked in a tiny little bathroom?” You didn’t even know what to say, didn’t even want to say anything; not when Sam fucked into you like this. Deep and hard, balls smacking against your skin so lewdly. “Feel how hard you got me? God, I could fucking cum from just looking at you, but you don’t deserve it yet. Put so much effort in denying my orgasms, after all.” Maybe he was being a bit mean, especially now that he was picking up the pace of his thrusts, allowing his rock-hard dick to bully our gushy little cunt, but you definitely deserved it after torturing him all night. And you took it so well, too! Moaning for him like there weren’t any people on the other side of the door. Neither of you cared; too engulfed by bow the other felt, by how you sounded.

Another wet lick to your neck, another bite. Fuck, you felt heavenly. Squeezing his dick perfectly right, like your pussy was sucking him off. It was only natural that he wasn’t able to refrain himself from going faster, that he needed to bully your perfect fucking cunt. “Fuck, baby!” He yelped, his chest pressing against your back as he sucked a hickey into your skin, sharp teeth sinking into your flesh just for the hell of it, just to hear that tiny little squeak escape you. “That’s it, that’s fucking it, keep squeezin’ me like that, God, fuck, I am gonna fill this pretty little pussy up with so much cum, make you sit out there with it leaking out of you- anghh~ like that idea? Yeah? You clenched ‘round me, baby. Like it so much, yeah? Want to be my dirty little whore?” Even if you had the words to respond to that, you certainly didn’t have the will for it. Not when Sam’s thrusts had your body shaking, not when the metal of then piercing pressed against your walls so delicately. You much rather moaned his name, small sobs falling from your lips just for you to bite your lower one, You were so perfect to him, it was no wonder he was salivating like this. You had his cock throbbing with your sounds alone, and then you also had the audacity to look so good as he was fucking you. He wouldn’t last long, even in his pussy-drunken mind, he knew that his orgasm was close. His dick was too sensitive, and you just felt too good for his balls not to pull tight, for his tip not to leak pre-cum that mixed with your sweet juices. “Sammyyyyy,” you whined, and oh, how he knew that whine. It was slurred, and drawn out, followed by a hiccupped moan. You were close yourself, but too fucking drunk on dick to tell him. Hell, he loved you. “Cum for me,” he whispered through the strain of a groan, his fingernails digging into your hips as he pounded into you, abusing spots that made you see stars. “Cum for me like, baby. Cum all over my fat cock, let them fucking know who’s fucking you so damn fucking well.” The mixture of sounds that followed was almost deadly, urging him to fuck you faster; thrusts having turned into reckless pounding, the blond being desperate to have his cum milked by your clenching pussy. You sobbed as one of your hands wandered between your legs, giving your swollen clit a few desperate flicks, your back already arching in as your tried to grind back, so close to the edge you could already taste it on your tongue, you were close, so close- “Guys? You in there? Did Sam fucking faint?” Fuck. Sebastian. You had forgotten about Sebastian. “Seb-“ You tried, but a hand clasped over your mouth almost immediately. “No! I am fine! Go away!” Your boyfriend barked, his hips never even slowing, making you go cross eyed when his hand replaced yours, rubbing those quick circles into your clit. You started up that squirming again, the grinds, the desperate humps, your need to cum overweighing trying to stay hidden. The whimper that left you was loud, even though you were being muffled, and it didn’t help the situation, Sam’s dick throbbing at the thought of Seb slowly realizing what was happening. Seb, who still hadn’t left. “You sure? Is she okay-“ “Fuck!” Sam groaned out, the way your cunt clenched not helping at all. “She is feeling good!” He barked back, making you whine against his hand again, the high-pitched moan that was breathed into his palm oh so needy. “Cum baby, come on, cum for me,” he urged you, making you nod with a sob. One last thrust, and it was over for you. Cunt spasming around Sam’s pretty dick, drenching around him. “She’s feeling very good,” Sam laughed through laboured whines, just in case his bestie still hadn’t gotten the hint.

“Mhhhm!” You croaked through your tears, poor pussy squeezing the life out of Sam’s dick. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck, he was going to cum. “Guys-“ Seb again, and the thought of Sebastian hearing you come undone for him, was all it took for Sam to burst. A low groan filled the room, high in pitch as he came inside of you, his hips shaking as his cock twitched with each spurt of cum that filled your gorgeous cum, claiming it as his. That wasn’t enough for Sam, though. He needed it as deep inside of you as humanly, needed you stuffed. Which wasn’t hard given with how much he came, but still. Hips shakily kept thrusting inside of you, until he finally was milked dry, the mess you two created already leaking out of you when he pulled back.

You stood there for a moment with Sam holding you up lazily, his lips finding your neck to press gentle kisses into the skin again, only hearing your heavy breathing and heart beats. “Wait,” the blond murmured after a while, pulling some of the hand towels from the dispenser, holding it under the sink to makeshift clean you up. “there we go. It’s not much, but it will do until we are back in the booth.” “Back in the booth?” “Yep.” “But- uh- I am so…full.” “I know.” You swallowed thickly, turning around to find your boyfriend grinning at you with a cocked vrow. “Well, maybe it will work. Can you give me my panties?” “Nope.” Sam chuckled at the look of surprise on your face, slowly leaning down so his hot breath was fanning your face. “You are going to sit out there and face Sebastian with your cunt stuffed full of cum, trying your best to hold those pretty little legs together and think about what you did tonight. And only then you might get back your panties on our way home.” You swallowed thickly, but Sam’s lips kissing yours took away your ability to answer before he pulled away to fix himself back into his pants, opening the door once you were decent. He walked out almost confidently, just to bump right on into his best friend. “Seb! The fuck are you still doing here?” “Well, I thought you were dizzy,” Seb said with a grin, head tilted to the side, “just making sure neither of you fainted in there.”

Suddenly, however, something shifted. Their eyes met, and the men seemed to communicate in silence before slowly turning to you, eyes landing on your legs. A smile formed on their faces and with another look at the other, they were bumping their fists together. All at once you knew with certainty: things had turned.

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Last Song: Taste by Sabrina Carpenter

Favourite Colour: blue! I love most shades of blue. So much so that my favorite blue keeps changing, lol. (So if I ever told you different shades of blue...sorry.)

Last Book: Autopsy (of an ex-teen heartthrob) by Avan Jogia.

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Last Searched: "can I keep a capybara as a pet" scientific research, you know.

Looking Forward To: the twenty one pilots concert :) (I am actually jumping around the room)

Thank you for tagging me, Risa! <3

No pressure tags: just everyone that sees this and would like to join! I am officially inviting you.

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No!!! You were the writer of Like Clockwork? I’ve read it on Ao3 and sometimes I go search for it again because it was just so good! I think it’s the thing that made me notice more and fall for Alex! Just yesterday I was wondering if I could find it somewhere on Tumblr… so precious! I love the way you write. Xoxo

Hehe, yep, that was me :D!

Goodness you are adorable, I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Also, I am always happy to see Alex lovers (rising). Thank you so, so much for reaching out to me, and I hope you enjoy your stay on my blog!! <3

Have a lovely day, cutie. :)

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It's two weeks until I'll see twenty one pilots, and let me tell you, im still READY

ALSO I got a jellycat. And im trying myself at crochet. And- i dunno, I feel giddy, I think spring's getting to me

Anything nice happening to y'all?

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I feel like you’re the only one that would write this OUT like i imagine it cause you always eat… pheromone perfume on sam—he would act like a puppy and sniff you as soon as he gets the first hint of it and gets so h word too……..

Honestly if u could do all the bachelors causeeeeee i would love to see shane react to this too lowkey….

☾ ꜱᴍᴇʟʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ☽

ᴀ/ɴ: Well, here we go. I wanted to try with Sam and Shane at first, so I hope you enjoy!

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sam (SDV) x Fem!Reader Shane (SDV) x Fem! Reader

ᴡᴄ: 1114 words in total

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: humping, cursing, despair, they cum quickly, lol

ꜱᴀᴍ

The scent lingered in the air the moment you had set foot through the door, and Sam was on you the exact same second. “You smell so good,” he whispered with his face nuzzled in your neck, his hands already roaming your body like this was the first time he was allowed to touch you, groping and gripping at your curves as he panted in your scent. “Are you drooling?” you asked with a laugh, trying to run your hand over the spot on your neck that had started feeling wet all of a sudden. Sam, however, didn’t let you. He nudged his face further into the crook of your neck, trying to inhale all of the sweet scent that radiated from you. And so what if he was drooling? It wasn’t his fault! His tongue was heavy with spit, and he was too busy to breathe you in to swallow it down. Speaking of tongue. A fat stripe was licked up your neck all of a sudden, forcing a small whine out of you. “What is this?” Sam asked, and at the same time, he didn’t give too much of a fuck about the answer, because his dick had gotten hard and was throbbing with each inhale of whatever you had put on. It made his head spin and heart race, and God, he couldn’t get enough. “New perfume,” you tried to stammer out, just to end up being cut off by a rough hump against you. “S-sorry.” Lies. He wasn’t sorry, not in the state of mind he found himself in. No, Sammy boy was desperate, pulling away from your neck just to smell your collar bones, lapping up the taste of your new ‘perfume’ there, throbby fat cock desperately grinding into you. His balls felt so tight already, pierced tip already weeping for you. He was gonna cream his pants like a desperate fucking whore, he knew it! Yet it didn’t stop him. Quite the opposite. His rutting became faster, harder, more pathetic as he whimpered against your skin, his hands having now slipped beneath your shirt to grope at your flushed tits. “Smells so good,” he whined against you, drooly mouth latching onto your nipple through the thin fabric of your shirt, blue eyes looking a little teary as they looked up at you. It made you weak in the knees, if you were being honest, your hand finding blond strands of hair as your boyfriend dry humped at you, his whiny begs turning into something more fragile. “Babyyyyy,” he groaned out, drooling over your tits as he rutted his aching cock into you, spittle hanging from the corner of his mouth and coating his lips, his hands holding on to your butt to press you into him further, not able to get enough of you when everything inside of him roared your name. Another sob of your name, and suddenly, your boyfriend tensed, a blush spreading out on his face as he held his breath. You didn’t need to look down to know what had happened; poor boy had actually creamed his pants for you and now was standing there, holding on to you like he was scared that you would vanish. “Sam…?” You murmured after a while, but the man didn’t react, just panted with his head lowered. “Sam,” you tried again, nothing but a squeak leaving you when you were suddenly picked, fast feet carrying the both of you up the stairs. “Need you,” the blond whispered as he tossed you on the bed. “Need you so bad.”

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The fuck was this? It had started out subtle at first, barely notable, especially not in the living room, but still there. Shane had tried to ignore it, deciding it was probably nothing more than a new crop you had tried to cultivate – you had planted some weird shit before, after all. But despite being so subtle, it was so hard to just ignore. In fact, it was so hard to ignore that Shane couldn’t. No, it drove him crazy. Made the hair on the back of his neck and arms stand, and was his fucking heart racing? The fuck? Frustrated, the man slammed his controller on the table, boots he still wore in case he needed to head out to help you heavily coming down on the wood floor. “Babe? Do you smell that?” He called as he made his way to the stairs. Why the hell was the smell getting stronger here when it was a plant from the outside? Shane swallowed. If his heart hadn’t been racing before, it sure was now, pounding in his chest. And what was even weirder was the fact that he felt…aroused? His thick brows furrowed in confusion, corks in his head turning as he tried to figure out what was happening, and yet he came up with nothing. Nothing that kept him from taking two stairs at once to get to the bedroom, anyway. To the source of this annoyingly beautiful scent-

“Babe?” he asked again, this time a little breathless when he slammed open the door, finding you sitting in front of the mirror, turning around in surprise. “Shane! Sorry, did you ne- Shane!” You gasped, suddenly finding yourself pinned to the bed, large palms ripping at your clothes, causing the seams to rip open. His face was buried in the valley of your breasts within seconds, inhaling with a deep huff. “What the fuck is this?” he asked, voice a little sluggish, too busy to palm at his hard dick through his pants to really care for the answer, barely having time to struggle out of his own pants. “It’s a perfume-“ The sharp bite to your tit made you swallow your words, moaning as you felt the chubby head of your boyfriend’s dick rut against you pantie-clad folds. “Take them off,” the black-haired man whispered, voice nothing but a low growl. He would have done it himself, if he hadn’t been so busy inhaling that sweet scent radiating from you and if his hands hadn’t been shaking so much. They were doing a great job groping at your body, anyway. “Shane,” you whined, and God, how it made his dick throb, vein pulsing dangerously. He was going to cum and he hadn’t even felt your pussy yet. How pathetic. What was even more pathetic? That he didn’t give a flying fuck. Honestly, he could have cared less that his dick was drooling fat drops of pre-cum on your now bare panties. Could care less what this smell was. Whatever this was, Shane decided, whatever the hell this fucking smell was, he would make the most of it.

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ᴀ/ɴ: this was supposed to be a drabble.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sam (SDV) x Fem!Reader

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: dirty talk, mirror sex, pierced dick, drool, cream pie

☾ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴀɪʀ ☽

Sam's breath came out in heavy puffs as he buried his cock deep inside of you, trying to keep his own sounds at bay just to hear the whimpers and whines his pierced tip tore out of you.

"Sammmm," you sobbed, your clammy hands pressed against the mirror to keep yourself upright, soppy wet cunt clenching around his throbbing dick with every new thrust, walls twitching when he hit just the right spot. Sam whimpered at the way your gummy walls massaged his fat shaft, a sharp breath being sucked in through his pearly whites. "That's it, baby, oh God, that's fucking it," he praised, words and bit wobbly and slurred around the ends, after all, he was too busy staring at your reflection. Staring at the way your face scrunched in pleasure, watching how your eyes rolled and mouth dropped when he hit the spot.

He couldn't quite remember who had had the idea to fuck in front of the mirror, but fuck, he was thankful it was happening.

"Look at yourself," the blond hissed when he noticed your eyes dropping; one of his hands left your hips he had been holding on to with a bruising grip, instead finding safety one your chin. Sam promptly used the leverage to tilt your head upward, "I want you to- fuck- to look at how good you look when I fuck you," he gasped, pressing a sloppy wet kiss against your neck, his hips abusing that sweet spot within you with a precision no one would ever account to drooly fuck Sam, who had lost his hand the moment the head of his dick had slipped past the entrance of your cunt.

"Come on, baby, watch how I fuck you, look at how good that sweet slutty pussy makes me feel," he snarled between low and high whimpers of his own. God, his balls were so tight by now, pulling into his body, cock drooling fat globs of pre on the pink of your walls. But given the way your were moaning and shifting and squirming by now, you were not that far off the edge yourself. Sam knew the signs, really, he loved them. He was so fucking sure that no one could look that angelic when facing an orgasm, and he wouldn't accept anyone claiming he was biased.

His other hand left your hip, finding that puffy clit he had licked swollen just before he had fucked into you, the pathetic whine of his name leaving you forcing a gruttal groan to surface from the depths of his chest. "You're gonna cum for me, baby? Gonna cum hard on my fat dick? Yeah?" Weren't you cute nodding like that? Too busy moaning and sobbing his name to give an actual answer? Fuck. It made his cock throb, made him drool all over you again as he frantically rutted inside of you. He couldn't help himself! You were just so hot, so utterly perfect! He swallowed thickly again, his finger rubbing tight circles on your clit, feeling you twitch around him, your thighs shaking under the pressure of his pathetic humps, skin reddening with the slaps of his balls.

Sam was so close. So, so close. Your cunt was just too good, squeezing him just right - and don't even get him started on how your sounds made him feel. Your moans came out frantic now, your fingers curling against the glass of the mirror as you bucked back into him, broken words like "close" escaping you in tow with his name. "Cum for me, baby, watch yourself cum, come on, you can do it, baby. Cum all over-"

He didn't need to finish the sentence, a ruptured cry of his name cut him short. You cumming always knocked the wind out of his lungs, "that's it, baby, thatsitthatsitthatits." It was a struggle to even say that with way your cunt was spasming around his pounding shaft, his tongue that had lulled out of his mouth drooling all over your arching back. "Look at you! Look at how gorgeous you are, oh my God," he sobbed, his dick twitching dangerously. And your begging voice did not help.

He wanted to say something else, words to praise already on the tip of his tongue, and they came! In shape of a dragged groan as he was pushed over the edge by a dirty squish of your drooling pussy.

Ropes of cum painted your pulsing walls white, and Sam was desperate to get it deep. Dick humping his cum deep, hips pistoning eagerly to fuck you full.

"Saaaaam," you sobbed, yet your boyfriend was gone. Hypnotized by the way you creamed around his cock. He was panting and drooling, blubbering soft words of praise, as he took you through the waves of your orgasms, arms wrapping around your stomach to press you close to your body, forcing his dick deep.

Only when he had nothing to give anymore did his hips slow, allowing himself to still in the sloppy comfort of your cunt.

"Look at you," Sam whispered, hand wrapping around your chin again, "prettiest girl in the world."

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