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A Million Reasons

Warnings: theft, coercion, non-con/dub-con, overstimulation, forced orgasms, face fucking, anal play, oral, creampie, the works..

I couldn’t contain my smile as I plopped down in my new comfy chair in my new shiny apartment that I drove to in my new fancy car. It didn’t matter how I’d come into the money. What mattered is I wouldn’t be waiting tables at the fucking country club anymore, serving arrogant Kooks over priced alcohol and barely making shit from tips. This was all mine now. Paid off and no one could take it from me.

I had a five year plan now and nothing was going to stop me. I was going to go full Kook and make every one of those dumb motherfuckers look me in the eye when they realized I had more money than they did. They would respect me one way or another.

I grinned as I logged onto my new computer to pull up my accounts when suddenly there was a knock on my door that startled me so bad I nearly jumped out of my skin. It was almost midnight. Who would be here? I slowly got up and made my way to the door, my gun already laying on the table. I checked the peep hole but the person - a guy - had his head down.

What the fuck? I unlocked the door and it was suddenly shoved open, knocking me back on my ass before I could snatch my gun off the end table. I moved to jump back up to my feet when I realized who was in my apartment and smiling at me.

“Hi doll, how’s the new place?” He smirked, dropping a duffle bag onto the floor and not taking his eyes off me as he locked the door back. I was too stunned to speak, let alone move. My eyes moved to the gun but he snatched it up, tucking it in the back of his fucking khakis.

“This is a nice place. You did good? What did this put you back?” His blue eyes take in everything as he side steps me and ventures deeper into my apartment. I eye the door but I can’t run. He’s here because he knows what I did. I slowly rise to my feet, hating that I’m in a pair of booty shorts and oversized shirt as I turn to face him.

“I like the car too. That had to be at least fifty grand. And I’m sure this place is well over two grand a month unless you bought the place out right. I guess I could rent it out and flip the profits if I don’t decide to stay here.” He rambles on, tilting his head back to look at the vaulted ceiling.

“What do you want?” I finally find the strength to speak, my heart in my throat as his bright eyes level on me again.

“That’s the million dollar question, isn’t it? What do you have that could be even remotely worth me keeping silent and not turning your ass in?” His voice hardens, that playful look long gone.

I bite my lip, my nails biting into my palms as I fight to remain calm. There was no use lying.

“How did you know it was me?”

“That stole my card information and hacked over a million dollars like it was chump change?!” I back up, his voice growing louder as he moves towards me, that look in his eyes becoming more sinister by the second, the ruse finally fading.

“It was easy. I just followed the scent of someone with new money. Someone not being cautious of their spending and paying with big items in cash.” He lunges with a growl, cutting off my scream as his hand wraps around my throat. I fight and he knocks us both onto the couch, pinning me beneath his weight. I lash out with my nails, clawing his cheek and he snarls, shifting his weight more onto my chest so I struggle to breathe. I fight harder when I feel the bulge in his pants. The sick fuck was hard.

“You feel that? Who knew I could get so hard from someone not fawning over me?” He taunts, leaning down to press his lips to my cheek.

“Girls are always tripping over one another just for a chance to suck my dick but not you.”

“Sorry to disappoint.” I wheeze, tilting my face away when he leans in too close. It’s like a bucket of cold water being dumped on me when he throws his head back and laughs.

“Oh, wow, you’re funny. I’m going to have so much fun with you in MY new apartment.” He shimmies down my body, pinning me with weight and keeping his mouth dangerously close to my own.

“You can have it back. You can have it all back. I don’t care.” I bite out, slipping my hand out from under his weight in an attempt to slap him but he catches it and pins both my wrists above my head.

“We’re way fucking past that. Now I’m looking for payment.” His eyes rake over my body as his free hand comes up to tease my nipple through my shirt, making it harden.

“Stop—.”

“I don’t even know where I’d start. You’re fucking exquisite.” He chuckles, burying his face in the crook of my neck and inhaling deeply. I whimper, his free hand still playing with my nipple. I needed to get the upper hand. I needed him to think I was defeated.

“Ugh, fine fuck me. Fuck me and get out. Punish me, do whatever you need to do then leave.” I snap, hating the way my body heats as he sucks on the skin of my neck.

“Whatever I need to do, hmm?” A hum leaves his lips before he bites me and I cry out, my thighs squeezing together as my core tightens.

Suddenly, he’s off me and sitting on the opposite end of the couch. He’s no longer crushing me under his weight yet I still can’t catch my breath.

“Strip. Show me what I paid for.” He throws an arm over the back of the couch, spreading his legs wide and looking every bit the entitled Kook he is.

“You didn’t pay for—.”

“Strip. Now.” His harsh words have me jumping to my feet on shaky limbs and quickly yanking my shirt over my head, the cold air hardening my nipples into painful points. My skin flushes under his intense blue gaze as he eyes me like a prize. Like he’s never seen a topless woman before.

“Not too bad. A solid handful. I can live with that.” He says, like he’s buying me from a grocery store. I grit my teeth, moving to cover myself but he gives a single shake of his head.

“Don’t you dare cover up. Remove the rest.” I try to look anywhere but the prominent erection in his pants or his hungry gaze as I slide my sleep shorts and panties down in one go. I kick them away but not before he sees the wet spot my traitorous pussy left in my panties.

“Fuck you.” I growl as his smirk grows and he palms his dick through his pants.

“No, baby girl, fuck you. Spin for me. Show me that ass.” I turn away quickly at the sound of his belt being unbuckled, my skin covered in goosebumps. I was so cold but hot at the same time. My clit was throbbing painfully and I hated it.

When I face him again, he’s still wearing that smug smirk but with his pants hanging open and his dick still safely tucked away.

“I could tie you up and just play with you for fucking hours.” He practically moans, his eyes washing over me like a warm caress. God, I hated this. I was painfully turned on and humiliated at the same time.

“Would you just—.”

“Lay down on the couch and spread your legs. If you kick me, I’ll tie your legs to your chest with my fucking belt.” Part of me wants to kick him just so he can make good on his threat but I refuse to give him the satisfaction as I lower myself onto the opposite end of the couch.

I barely get my legs spread and he’s moving between them on his stomach, his hands hot on my skin as he spreads my pussy lips wide.

“Mmm, nothing like the smell of desperation.” His eyes light up with mischief and I debate actually kicking him until his tongue suddenly swipes up my slit and my brain turns to mush.

“Fuckkkkk.” He growls against flesh, his hands tightening on my inner thighs as he tastes me again.

“Oh—fuck—.” I’m trembling uncontrollably, my body on fire and no longer under my control. He keeps cursing and mumbling praises but I can barely hear him as he feasts on me like he’ll die if he doesn’t. When he sucks my clit into his mouth and curls a single finger inside me, my back bows and I see stars. My orgasm is on the tips of my toes but he stops, pulling back with a laugh.

“Not so fast. You don’t get to cum anytime soon. I don’t care how good you taste.” He stands and quickly strips until he’s as naked as I am, his cock hard and leaking with need. I try not to stare but he’s so goddamn long.. and thick. I’m almost worried. I can’t even check to see where he’s placed the gun..

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit wherever it goes.” My worry dissolves into anger again and I narrow my eyes, attempting to get up only for him to shove me back down and straddle me. I’m confused until he moves onto my chest, his knees holding most of his weight as he positions his cock in front of my mouth.

“Do I need to warn you what will happen if you bite me?” He says, using the swollen tip to smear precum all over my lips.

“I don’t think I can—.”

“Breathe through your nose.” He pushes his cock firmly against my lips.

“You’re too—.”

“You can take it.” My jaw pops as I’m forced to open and let him down my throat. I gag immediately around the smooth length of him, tears filling my eyes as he reaches the back of my throat and holds it there.

I can’t even push against him because my arms are pinned beneath him. It takes everything in me to keep from retching.

“Fuck, that’s not even all of it. Look at you struggling. Do you regret stealing from me yet?” His eyes are hooded and his breathing heavy as he slides partly out and thrusts back inside my mouth, making me continue to gag.

“You will by the time I’m done with you.” His words have my chest tightening, afraid of what I’ve gotten myself into as he starts to fuck my mouth like he would a toy.

“Fuck, yes. You’ll be a pro in no time. That feels so fucking good.” His breathy moan has me trying to squeeze my legs shut but he reaches back, slapping my thighs apart and starts to play with my clit. I buck beneath him, humming around his cock as I try to speak. I can’t do this. I can’t handle it. Tears fill my eyes every time he pulls back enough for me to catch a breath only to force his way deeper down my throat all while rubbing my clit.

“If you cum, you’ll regret it.” He growls, scaring me while also giving me a thrill of what if? I stick out my tongue to try and make room in my mouth but he only moans louder, thrusting harder before slapping my pussy. I cry out around his length, gagging and trying to breathe.

“Get ready to swallow.” My eyes widen and suddenly he’s deep down my throat, holding his cock in place as he cums. I gag but he only groans louder, shooting his hot cum right down my throat so I have no choice but to swallow. My vision is spotty when he finally pulls out, my face streaked with tears and my throat on fire. I’d never been face fucked before and I’m given no opportunity to recover as he quickly flips me onto my stomach and comes down on my back. My cheeks are spread and he’s licking me from front to back, my body trembling with the need for release.

“P-please—.” I croak, arching into him as his tongue penetrates my pussy. I moan into the couch, my core burning with need. When his tongue moves higher, my eyes snap open but I’m unable to stop him from forcing his tongue inside my unused hole. A broken cry leaves my lips and I try to lift up only for him to shove me back down.

“Keep begging. Let me hear it, you little thief.” His voice is thick with need as he moves up my back, his cock resting against my ass.

“Please.. Rafe..” I whine, feeling him reach between us to guide his cock to my pussy.

“So you do know my name.” He chuckles, stealing my breath as he slips just the tip inside me. My body tightens and he curses, pushing down on the center of my back.

“Remember my fucking name when you cum. I want to hear you scream it.” His threat barely registers before he buries himself deep inside me with one go. I cry out, my pussy forced to stretch to accommodate his size.

“Goddamn.” Rafe bites out, rising up on one knee and keeping his hand on the center of my back as he starts to fuck me slowly.

“You’re swallowing me so fucking good. Sucking me in nice and deep. So wet and tight.” My nails bite into the cushion, my hips lifting on their own as his pace increases. The burning quickly subsides and pleasure washes over me as I moan loud and helplessly.

I hear him spit then his thumb is pressing inside my ass, triggering my orgasm as I scream into the cushion.

“Dirty fuckin slut.” Rafe chuckles, not slowing his rhythm until one orgasm turns to two and my release drips onto the couch. It becomes too much and I quickly try to pull away, pleading as best I can but he refuses to let me go.

“We’re not done so fucking take it. I want to see you break.” Another finger enters my ass as he pounds my sore pussy, an explosive orgasm wrecking me until tears stream down my face.

“Rafe— please—.” I sob, his mocking laugh reaching my ear but I’m too far gone to be pissed off anymore. He gives me a moment to rest when he pulls out and drags me onto his lap, impaling me on his cock so I’m facing him and forced to ride him.

“I can’t..” I cry, my entire body trembling as he begins to move me himself, his cock practically in my stomach.

“Should’ve thought about that.” He smacks my ass, digging his fingers in and squeezing the flesh as he thrusts up into me. My hands tighten on the back of the couch as we move in sync, his cock stroking something deep inside me to the point I’m practically mush in his hands, his throaty moans music to my ears.

It’s not until I feel my hand brush something metal that my eyes snap open and I see the gun laying on the end table against the back of the couch.

I don’t think before snatching it up and wedging it under Rafe’s chin, making him look up at me. My lips tip up in a snarl while his form a smirk, his blue eyes lost in a blissed out haze.

“Stop.” I bite out, blinking past the pleasure deep in my core. He was so deep like this. I could almost cum again.

“Stop what? You’re riding me. I’m not moving.” Rafe says with a breathless smile. My body freezes when I realize he’s right and he groans as I tense around his length.

“Keep doing that and I’ll cum deep inside you.” Rafe moans, adding to that fire deep in my belly. There was something so hot about a man being vocal during sex.

“You like that? The thought of me filling you with cum make your pussy throb? Or is it the thrill of the gun? You could kill me right now and my cock would still be hard. One or two more pumps and I’d still finish inside you.”

“Shut. Up.” His words make me break out in a sweat, his cock throbbing deep inside me. I don’t doubt that he’s telling the truth.

“Seems like a waste to not finish, don’t you think?” Rafe’s blue eyes sparkle up at me as his hands find my hips and he delivers a hard thrust to my core. I cry out, my eyes threatening to flutter as fire ignites deep within me.

“You want me to finish.” Rafe taunts, sliding one hand up to grip my throat as he begins rolling his hips until my eyes nearly cross. He was too deep and stroking my g-spot while I held a gun to his chin. My body began to tremble as another orgasm raced forward, the gun shaking in my hand.

“Cum all over my cock. I know you want to.” Black spots dot my vision as he tightens his hand around my throat, stealing my ability to breathe and giving me the most intense orgasm of my life. The gun is snatched from my fingers then he’s pounding into me with vigor, grunting and moaning as he empties himself inside me.

My eyes barely manage to stay open as he lifts me so he can stand then my back meets the couch, his cock never leaving my pussy. His lips find the shell of my ear as I try to wrap my brain around what just happened..

“I’m going to have so much fun with you, roomie.” My body stiffens and he groans, rolling his hips and making me whimper.

“This.. isn’t..”

“You didn’t think once was worth a million dollars, did you? Because I plan on thoroughly using this pussy. Call it interest on my new investment.”

[emilym7411]

"it's unhealthy to read fanfiction"

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Best Friend's brother- D.O'B (smut) pt.2

💛warnings: unprotected sex, pet names, hair pulling, spanking (once), sort of crying, begging, edging, use of a vibrator, fingering, cumming inside reader. Squirting, super slight praise kink, degrading kink.💛

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"Dylan please." I begged from my position on the bed. The fabric of his ties digging into my wrists the more I struggled against them.

Dylan was standing at the foot of my bed, watching me as I struggled. Wrists bound to the bed and a vibrator stuffed between my legs. My moans and begging along with the buzzing of the vibrator were the only things that could be heard.

"Oh baby, you're the one that wanted to tease me." Dylan spoke with fake sympathy.

"Please. I'm sorry." I begged once more.

I've seen Dylan like this a few times before, (I'm good riling him up) but never while I was in this position.

My punishment for teasing him like that was not being able to cum, it was kind of my fault but I didn't punish him when he teased me so this is really unfair.

I have to admit though, I'm not mad. Just really, really turned on.

"Dylan, fuck, please. I'm sorry" I whined, tugging at my restraints.

He wasn't breaking though. That man was determined to not give in, to not let me cum.

"Begging and pulling at the ties isn't going to do anything Y/N." Dylan's voice was stern, yet filled with lust. His eyes traced over my body, taking me in.

The way I layed down on the bed, my hair and face a beautiful mess, my hands tugging on the pieces of fabric, the way I clenched my thighs as the vibrator brought me closer to my release.

Dylan saw that i was close, quickly pulling my legs open and sitting in between them. He took out the vibrator, turning it off and placing it on the bed side table.

"Please" I whined at the empty feeling. Dylan took his time kissing the inside of my legs slowly moving towards my pussy.

"God, just do something already. Please Dylan. I need you." I whined, beginning to get impatient.

"Watch that pretty little mouth of yours." Dylan warned me trough gritted teeth. When I didn't respond, Dylan pulled away from me completely. We both just stared at each other. Until he suddenly stuck two of his fingers into me, pulling them out and pushing back in at agonizingly slow pace.

"Fuck if only you could see yourself." Dylan groaned as his eyes looked at my trembling body. "You look so fucking hot." he said, his voice filled with lust.

"Fucking dripping for me mhm."

"Fuck, Dylan! Please fuck me. I need you inside me so bad." My knuckles were turning white at this point.

"Baby, you're not cumming until I decide otherwise. Got it?"

"Yes." I responded. Dylan gave me a questioning look.

"Yes sir."

"Good girl." Dylan's movements got faster, fingers sliding in and out of me, my juices coating his fingers, my thighs and the bed.

He didn't stop until he felt me clenching and saw my back arching off of the bed.

"Fucking fuck sake!" I yelled out in frustration. This was the fourth time tonight where he didn't let me cum. Tears started to form in my eyes, trailing down the sides of my face.

Before I could even open my eyes, Dylan took the ties off of me, turning me around and spanking me. Hard.

"What the fuck!" I asked, turning my head around, looking at him in disbelief.

"I told you to keep that pretty little mouth shut didnt I?"

"Well yeah, but-" I started to argue

"But nothing. If you wanna act like brat, I'm going to treat you like one." Dylan said, grabbing my hair, pulling me flush against him.

"You've been a bad girl baby. Teasing me, talking back, not following simple instructions." Dylan spoke, his free had squeezing at my breasts. Playing and pinching my nipples.

"I- fuck, I'm sorry." I moaned out.

"Oh, its way to late to apologize sweetheart."

Dylan slowly started moving his hand towards my pussy, goosebumps following in his trail.

When his hand finally reached, he immediately started rubbing slow sircles on my clit.

"Please baby. I need you so bad." I moaned. My hand reaching up and entangling in his hair.

The hand that was in my hair, was placed on my back, gently pushing me down on the bed.

Dylan grabbed my hips, slowly entering me. Once he bottomed out, we both let out a moan.

He stared slamming into me. Both of us letting out pornographic sounds. He felt so good. He kept hitting all the right spots.

It didn't take long for my orgasm to start building. I clenched onto Dylan's cock, pulling him in even deeper.

"Gonna cum already pretty girl?" Dylan asked, never slowing his pace.

"Yes. Please Dylan, please let me cum." I moaned. My hands gripping the sheets.

"shit." Dylan groaned. In less than a second, Dylan flipped me onto my back, slamming back into me, his fingers rubbing sircles on my clit.

"Holy shit!" My back started to arch off the bed, Dylan slipped one of his arms underneath me, holding me close to him. My hands finding his back. Nails digging into his skin.

"I'm close. Cum with me baby." Dylan moaned into my neck.

"Cum for me." My orgasm hit me like a truck. My legs shaking and eyes rolling into the back of my head. Dylan came inside of me, filling me with his cum. His, mixing with mine. My juices squirted out of me onto Dylan, coating us both aswell as the bed.

For a while we just layed there. Relishing in the moment. Dylan soon pulled out of me, going to the bathroom before coming back with a wash cloth. He cleaned me up before picking me up and taking me to the shower.

I climbed in, Dylan joined me a few minutes afterwards, I assume he changed the sheets.

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[emilym7411]

Just acting (D.O) Smut + Angst

Warnings🛑: smut- daddy kink (daddy is used once), pet names (doll, darling, baby), praise kink, cursing, unprotected sex (just wear a damn condom). Angst- crying, yelling. Fluff at the end =)

Requests are open🌻

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Dylan and I never got along. Since the first day I started working on the set of Teen Wolf, he's always had it in of me.

I have no clue why he's being such a dick about everything, because no one else is.

After 3 weeks of him being a total ass, I decided that I was going start being rude back to him.

*knock* *knock*

"Hey, uh you're being called to set." I told Dylan when he opened his trailer door

"They could've texted me, so why the hell did they send you to come and tell me?" He asked, looking me up and down.

"Do I look like a fucking mind reader Dylan?"

"No, but you do look like a stuck up bitch."

"Your mom should've swallowed you." I said, turning around and walking away before he could say something else.

As I made my way back to set, I heard footsteps running up behind me.

"You're a stuck up bitch and you're rude."

"Go cry about it." I told him as I kept walking.

"They should've hired someone else to be my love interest."

"I agree."

For some reason that made Dylan stop.

"Did you just say that you agree with me?" He asked, he sounded shocked. I turned around and looked at him, he had a shit eating grin on his face that I would give anything for, just to smack it off his pretty face.

"I don't see the issue with that." I stated

"You never agree with me. On anything."

"Look princess. We're about to shoot a sex scene together, the least we can do is try to be a little nicer to each other, just until the scene is over." I told him.

"Did you just call me princess?" Dylan asked. I rolled my eyes and continued walking.

Once we made it there, the director told us to undress and put on underwear. The underwear we were going to be wearing was the same color as our skin tone, so that we look naked, without actually being fully naked.

After we put on the underwear, we put our clothes back on and got ready for the scene.

It was officially time to shoot the scene, I was nervous, I mean who wouldn't be when they're about to have "sex" with Dylan O'Brien?

"And action!" The director yelled.

"Hey, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Stiles asked as he looked at me. We where in Stiles's room, studying for a test we had tomorrow.

"Just thinking." I replied after a short pause "about?" Stiles looked at me curiouly, setting his book down to give me his full attention.

"You." I replied simply "what about me?" "Everything. I'm thinking about how hot you look in that shirt. I'm thinking about your lips and hands all over my body." "Baby, you should've said something sooner." Stiles said as he stood up and made his way over to me.

Dylan took off his shirt, I would be lying if I said it didn't make me even the slightest bit wet. I'm honestly embarrassed about how turned on I got from just seeing him shirtless.

"Like what you see?" That was not in the script, that was purely Dylan being a cocky asshole.

"Mmm, I always do." I said, staring up at him. That shit eating grin never leaving his face for even a second, not even he crawled onto his bed and ontop of me.

"God, you really are gorgeous." He said, kissing me right after. My hands went straight to the back of his neck, my fingers playing with his hair.

We pulled apart, he waisted no time in removing my shirt and bra followed soon after, along with my pants.

Dylan moved his lips to my neck, kissing, biting and leaving bruises everywhere he could. "Fuck Stiles." I moaned

"Thats it princess, l want everyone to know how good I make you feel." "You do, you make me feel so good."

I felt his hand move between my thighs, slowly inching closer to my pussy.

"Ahh" I moaned when he pressed his thumb against my clit. That was also not part of the script. And yet, I still threw my head back in pleasure at the feeling of him.

I didn't stop him, I didn't tell him to get off of me, because although I act like I hate him, i've been so madly in love with him for last four months.

But for now, all I can do is to enjoy the feeling of his lips against my skin and his hand between my legs, because I know damn well I'm not letting him know about my feelings for him.

"So fuckin' wet and all I've done is kiss you, its pathetic." He whispers in my ear, soft enough so that only I can hear.

Dylan pulled my panties aside, pushing two of his fingers inside me, causing me to arch my back as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of me.

We were both covered with duvet on his bed, the camera was still able to get all the shots that were needed, but no one could see what Dylan and I were actually doing.

"I need you." I moaned as I pulled at his hair again. "Someone's needy." Dylan replied with a smirk as he sat up, and looked down at me.

"You know, something tells me you're all bark and no bite" I said as I sat up a little, staring back at him.

"We both know thats not true doll."

"Mmm, do we though? Because it looks to me like you don't really know what you're doing."

"You shut that pretty little mouth of yours." Dylan said, the smirk on his face dropping, but the one on mine growing.

"Or what hmh? Are you gonna spank me? Punish me? Because if you are, please get on with it." Before I even knew what happened Dylan turned me around, face down and ass up before grabbing a fist full of my hair.

"You want me to fuck that pretty little cunt of yours"

I couldn't respond, I was honestly shocked by his change in behavior, so I only nodded.

"Words baby, c'mon, you had a lot to say a minute ago." He grabbed my hair even tighter, causing a whipmer to escape my mouth. "Do you want me to fuck that pretty little cunt?" He asked slowly, kissing my neck after each word.

"Yes." I practically moaned

"Mmm, good girl"

"God, just fuck me already. Please." With that, Dylan pushed my head down again, I heard him taking off his pants.

He came up behind me, giving my ass a hard smack before rubbing the spot he hit.

"Please, Stiles. I need you. Please." Dylan leaned down, whispering in my ear "are you sure?" "Yes." I whispered back. With that, he once again pushed my underwear out of the way and pulled out his dick.

He slowly rubbed the tip over my clit and entrance, before pushing in.

"Oh fuck." I moaned when he finally bottomed out. I clenched around him, causing him to groan.

"So fucking tight." He groaned. He started fucking me at a brutal pace, its a miracle no one caught on to the fact that we weren't acting and Dylan was actually busy rearranging my guts.

"Fuck, don't stop, please don't stop." I begged. Dylan could feel how close I was by the way I clenched around him. He pulled out and turned me over before slamming into me again.

"Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cum for daddy." "Ah fuck Stiles. I'm cumming." I moaned, scratching Dylan's back.

Dylan didn't stop fucking me. I could feel him twitch inside me. "Cum inside me. I want you to fill me up." I whispered in his ear, out of breath.

"Oh fuck Y/N." Dylan moaned in my ear as he came inside me.

Only after he pulled out did I realise what just happened.

"And cut! That was perfect guys! You guys can go get cleaned up and head home, that was our last scene for today." Russell called out.

Dylan practically ran to his trailer, leaving me on set, legs shaking and mind racing.

After I got myself cleaned up, I went over to Dylan's trailer, knocking on the door.

He opened his door, shock all over his face when he saw me.

"Y/N, what uh- what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to talk to you about earlier."

He moved out of the way, creating space for me to walk into his trailer.

"Why did you ran off like that?" I asked once he closed the door.

"I don't really know."  "You're going to have to give me a little more than that Dylan."

"What do you want me to say Y/N? I was acting. Everything we did was just acting."

"It wasn't 'just acting' and you know it! You were balls deep inside me. That's not acting Dylan, thats you fucking me because you wanted to. Because maybe you don't hate me, maybe you're actually in love me and you're just to damn scared to admit it!" I yelled.

I was pissed that he couldn't admit his feelings, then again, I can't either.

"Fucking you made the scene more realistic.  I don't have feelings for you. I never have and I never will. For the last time. It was JUST acting." Dylan said, his tone of voice getting madder with each word.

It hurt. His words hurt. But instead of crying about it or letting him know how much it hurt me, in front of him. I just nodded my head and left.

As soon as I closed my trailer door I called my best friend.

___Dylan's pov___

After Y/N left my trailer, I couldn't help but feel bad. I lied.

The only reason I've been such a dick to her is because I'm in love with her, i mean who wouldn't be. She's smart, funny, kind, gorgeous. She's my dream girl.

I don't know why I started being a dick to her, I don't know shy I continued being rude to her even after she was nothing but kind to me. Then she just, changed. She started being rude to me too. Thats why we are where we are right now.

When we shot that scene I didn't plan on actually fucking her, but I got lost in the moment, i just needed to feel her. I needed her, still do.

After a few minutes I decided to grow a pair and go over to her trailer to finally tell her how I feel and to apologize for everything.

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"How could I be so stupid? Thinking he could ever love me the way I love him really is pathetic." I didnt mean to eavesdrop, but when I lifted my hand to knock, she started talking. She was crying.

Once she ended her phone call with who ever she was talking to. As soon as she did, I knocked on her door.

When she opened it, I looked at her eyes, they were red and puffy and her cheeks wet with tears. When she saw it was me, she tried closing the door, but I stopped it just before it closed.

"Please let me talk." I begged

"Fine. Talk." She said, crossing her arms over her chest, looking at me.

"I love you." I spoke after a few seconds of just staring at her. It was straight forward, but I just needed her to know how I feel, she deserves to know how I feel.

"Is this some kind of sick fucking joke, because if it is I swear to -" I cut her off by kissing her.

"I'm so sorry about everything. Ive liked you since you started working here and I don't know why I've been such a dick to you, but I just want you to know how much I like you and I really want to take you out on a date." I told her once we pulled away. "So Y/N, will you please go on a date with me?" I asked

She smiled and pulled me in for another kiss. "Yes." She said, puling away for just a second before kissing me again. "But you're going to have to do alot more that just take me on a date, to prove you're sorry for being a total ass." She said, smiling

"I promise." I said, smiling back at her.

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First Date (S.S) - Fluffy Smut

⚠warnings⚠: unprotected sex (please use protection) slight begging, slight praise kink, pet names (baby, darling, princess etc.) Cussing (as always)...Fluff and the story might not be the best so yea... happy reading☀

Stiles and i where talking about this date for a few months now, but each time we would set a date, something always happens and our date gets ruined.

Today though we decided that nothing was going to stop us from having this date. It was finally going to happen.

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"I'm nervous guys, we've been planning this for months, but now that it's actually happening. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, h-"

"Y/N! Shut up! You're going to be fine okay. You have absolutely nothing to worry about." Lydia said, grabbing my face.

"Besides you already know everything about each other." Allison said from her position on the bed.

"That's kinda why i'm worrying. What if we don't have anything to talk about? What if it gets awkward? What if-"

"Y/N!" Lydia yelled again.

"Stop it. You're overthinking things too much okay. I promise you that everything will be fine."

"Okay. Okay, everything is going to be perfect." I said, smiling nervously at the both of them.

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Stiles arrived at around five. When i answered the door, he was standing there, a combination of lillies, sunflowers and roses in his hand, a combination of all my favorite flowers. The smile on my face was huge.

After i put the flowers in water, we headed out. Stiles even opened the door for me, 'such a gentleman.' I thought.

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We arrived in an open field.

"Uh, Stiles what are we doing here?" I asked him, confused.

"We're gonna have a picnic." He said with a smile on his face, his cute dimples showing.

"Ah this is so cute, it feels like i'm in a movie." I said, laughing slightly.

"A movie that has just been turned into a reality." Stiles said.

I got out of the car, Stiles of course held the door open for me. Taking my hand in his, he led me to the picnic.

It was absolutely perfect. All my favorite food and snacks where there, along with two red roses.

"Stiles, this is amazing!" I said, turning around and kissing him.

"I'm glad you like it." Stiles said, a slight blush on his cheeks.

"I love it." I said

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The picnic was amazing. We laughed, made jokes and we even played tag for a while, before Stiles caught me. He spun me around and kissed me and just like in the movies, the wind started blowing slightly and the sunset was absolutely breath taking. Everything felt like a dream.

After the picnic, Stiles took me to go see a movie. It was a romantic comedy, "The Lost City" And after that we went to a nearby shop to get ice cream.

We walked around for a bit until we reached a park.

"Oo let go on the swing set." I said, grabbing his hand and running to the swing set.

"Slow down, you're gonna fall."

"If i fall i'll have you to catch me." I said

"You're so cheesy."

"But you love it though." I said, Stiles only smiled at me. 

I sat down on the swing set, Stiles went to stand behind me. He started pushing me.

We laughed and talked, untill we eventually made our way back to his Jeep.

Stiles started the car, 'another love, by Tom Odell, started playing' we sang along to it.

Stiles put his hand on my thigh, squeezing it slightly. I placed my hands on his and started fidgeting with his fingers.

"Thank you for tonight." I said, smiling at him

"It's my pleasure darling, i just hope you enjoyed it." Stiles answered

"Oh my gosh Stiles, are you kidding me. This was the best date ever, i freaking loved it." I said.

"You really are beautiful."

"Stop it, you're making me blush." I said smiling. Stiles gave a slight laugh before turing his attention towards the road again.

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We finally made it back, Stiles walked me to my door.

"Do you maby wanna come inside?" I asked, looking up at him.

"No it's fine, i should probably go."

"Please stay."

"Uh- sure, okay." Stiles agreed.

When we made it to my bedroom, i closed and locked the door. Stiles took a seat on the edge of my bed, while i started undressing.

"I'm never going to get used to seeing you naked."

"Good." I said as i began to walk towards him.

I sat down on his lap, straddling him. One hand on the back of his neck and the other on his shoulder. His hands immediately went to my thighs.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." Stiles said, before leaning in and kissing me. The kiss was passionate and soft, but it soon turned into something more hard and lustfull.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." Stiles said into the kiss.

I started grinding my hips softly into his, the feeling of his hard clothed cock against me had me dripping down my thighs.

His hand trailed up my body, finding my tits, squeezing them as i turned my attention towards his neck.

His hands trailed down my back painfully slow untill he finally reached my ass. Slapping it before he grabbed it and spun me around, laying me down on my bed.

He slowly started kissing my neck, making his way lower and lower, before he reached my pussy. He started slow, licking a stripe up my pussy, lapping up all my juices.

My back arched off the bed, my hands grabbing onto his hair, he started rubbing my clit, looking up at me with a smirk on his face. Stiles kissed the insides of my thighs before diving back in, dragging his tongue in and out of my weeping hole.

That familiar coil in my stomach was winding up fast. My moans only growing louder.

"You're gonna have to stay quite princess, we don't want your parents waking up now do we?" Stiles asked.

"No, fuuck we don't." I moand out

"Mmm, good girl." Stiles said, making me wetter.

He slid two fingers into my hole, finding my spot immediately. He had me cumming within seconds.

"Fuck baby, you look so fucking hot when you cum for me." Stiles said.

After he helped me ride out my orgasm, he stood up and undressed.

I couldn't help but stare at him

"Like what you see?" He asked

"I always do." I said, smirking at him.

Stiles was ontop of me in an instant, kissing me.

"Fuck Stiles, i need you." I moaned

"Oh you can do better than that."

"Fuck, please Stiles, i need you, please."

"Good enough." Stiles said, smiling down at me.

Stiles slowly pushed inside of me, the stretch felt amazing, it was almost enough to make me fall over the edge again.

He panted, bottoming out and waiting just a moment before pulling out and pounding back in to me. I gasped, my legs wrapping around his waist as he fucked me into the mattress. His pace was fast and i could tell that neither of us were going to last very long like this.

"Holy fuck, Stiles!" I moaned

"Baby, you know i love it when you moan like that, but you gotta be more quite." Stiles panted, going faster

"If you want me to be quite you have to stop fucking me this good." I said. Stiles only laughed at my comment.

"Fuck, Stiles, I'm close!" My nails dug into his back as i bucked against him, meeting his deep thrust with need.

"Already?" He joked and then added "Shit baby, me too!"

My hands released his stinging flesh, leaving long red scratches in their wake, and traveled down to his ass. Gripping it, i pulled him closer to me, allowing him to reach a whole new spot inside of me that had us both falling over the edge.

"Fuck!" We both moaned out.

Stiles tried to pull out but i held him closer and he gasped as he filled me up. I squirted around him with a cry of his name. He collapsed onto my chest, his forearms the only thing keeping him up.

It took both of us several minutes to regain our normal breathing and come to realization with what just happened. When we did Stiles smiled, leaning up to kiss my cheek as he couldn't reach my lips from the angle he was lying in. Still burried inside of me.

"Thank you for tonight." I said softly

"You're welcome baby, i just hoped you enjoyed it." Stiles said

"Ofcourse i did, it was absolutely perfect, i don't think anything can top it." I said, smiling.

"Is that a challenge?" Stiles asked, also smiling.

"What if it is?"

"Oh you're on, but next date is on you."

"Fine, challenge accepted. Our next date will blow your mind." I said, kissing his cheek.

"I'm looking forward to it."

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Brother's best friend (D.O'B) Pt.2

⚠warnings⚠: Dylan O'Brien, Angst: fighting, cursing, crying. Smut: daddy kink, slight cum eating, praise kink, pet names, oral (f receiving), Dom dylan, sub reader.

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*at dinner*

"So what have you been up to Y/N?" Holland asked

"Not much." I replied while i just stared down at my drink. The things Dylan said have been replaying over and over in my mind. I've tried to stop thinking about it, but that only makes me think about it more.

"Oh come on, don't you have any funny stories or weird or hot hookup stories"

"Uh, i'm stitting right here Holland." Tyler said.

"Sorry..." Holland said, trying to hide her smile. I noticed, as soon as Holland mentioned me hooking up with someone, Dylan's eyes snapped towards me. He gave me sort of glare? I can't really describe the look.

"Well now that you mentioned it, i hooked up with this guy, quite recently actually." I said, smirking at Holland, only glancing at Dylan to see his facial expression.

"Oooh, how was it?" Holland asked

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Tyler said.

"It was terrible. I faked cumming. When he fingered me he kept moving his fingers so fucking slow, i almost fell asleep." I said

"Oh god." Holland said, cringing

"That's not even the worse part. When he put it inside, i couldn't even feel it. That man couldn't make me cum even if his life dependent on it." I said. I looked straight at Dylan, making eye contact.

The smirk on my face wider now. Dylan had his jaw clenched, his knuckles were turning white with how hard he was holding the glass.

"Oh my god!" Holland said while laughing her ass off.

"Wait, i have to go to the bathroom." She said, standing up in a hurry.

"You know, for someone who 'couldn't feel it' you where screaming pretty loud." Dylan said as soon as Holland was gone.

"Ohh baby, we both know that was you." I said, sitting back and giving him a wink. The smirk on my face never leaving.

"Okay i'm back. Where's Holland?" Tyler asked

"She went to the bathroom." I responded

"What's going on between you two?" Tyler asked, raising one of his eyebrows and looking at me and Dylan suspiciously.

"Nothing." I said

"It wasn't nothing when i was balls deep inside you." Dylan said, looking at me.

"What!" Tyler yelled, causing a few people to look over at us

"Why the fuck would say that you asshole?" I asked Dylan

"Why the fuck would you to fuck...oh my god, you two fucked in my trailer!" Tyler asked

"Who fucked who in your trailer?" Holland asked

"Take a guess." Tyler said looking at me and Dylan

"No...holy shit." Holland said, shocked.

"That's it. I'm going home." I said, paying my half of the bill before standing up.

"You can't go home, you live in Washington." Tyler said

"Exactly!" I said. I turned around and walked away.

"Whatever you did or said to her, fix it." Tyler told Dylan

Dylan just rolled his eyes, but he stood up anyway and ran outside catching up to me.

"Do you're just gonna stand here?" Dylan asked, standing next to me

"Fuck off."

"Or what?" Dylan said. That was the final straw, i started crying from how pissed i was. I cried silently though, i didn't want Dylan to know.

Luckily my uber got there right after i started crying. Without a word, i climed in, only to have Dylan climb in the other side.

I gave the driver the address. I didn't care that Dylan got in with me, i didn't care that he was looking at me. I just wanted to go home. This trip was supposed to be like a vacation, but it's not even the second day yet and i already want to go home

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I paid the cab and got out. I was staying at the same hotel as Tyler, he insisted on it.

I walked into the elevator, pressing my floor button. Dylan was following me the whole way.

*ding*

I got out and basically ran to my door, unlocking it and rushing inside, but before i could close the door, Dylan pushed it open and forced his way inside.

"Fuck sake Dylan, why can't you just leave me alone. What more can you possibly have to say. You already made me feel like some cheap fucking whore isn't that enough!" I asked, still crying.

Dylan closed and locked the door behind him when he got in.

"Y/N, i-"

"You what? You only talked to me beacause you thought i was easy and when you got bored you threw me away. Or, you never wanted to make me feel that way. Well guess fucking what Dylan, you did and it hurt."

"Y/N i'm sorry!" Dylan yelled

"Well sorry isn't good enough!" I yelled back

"What do want me to say?" Dylan yelled

"I want you to give me a reason!"

"For what!"

"For everything!"

Dylan stood there, not saying anything.

"I want you to tell me why you stopped talking to me. I want you tell me why you fucked me, but then called my 'easy' afterwards. I want you to give me a reason as to why the fuck you've been treating me like shit." I cried.

"I'm inlove with you!"

"Well you have a shitty way of showing it!"

"I know and i-" Dylan started saying

"No you don't know Dylan. We talked and i caught feelings, then you left without a single word. I thought something was wrong with me, i stayed up all night crying and wondering what i did wrong.....why the hell would you do that?" I asked

"I was scared."

"Scared of what!"

"I was scared that i might hury you!" Dylan yelled. There was a moment of silence before he continued talking.

"So i left, but me leaving only hurt you more. I fell inlove with you Y/N, but you're my best friend's sister and if we dated and broke up it could fuck everything up."

"But we don't have to break up Dylan. We can make it work."

"But what if we can't?"

"Would you just stop being so god damn negative for a second and just think of all the good things that can come from us dating!" I said.

"Fine, but before we make it official we have to go on a few dates first." Dylan said smiling a little.

"Well no shit." I said, smiling aswell.

"Now, as for the stunt you pulled at the restaurant." Dylan said before he sped walked over to me.

"Shit." I said, my eyes growing wide.

Dylan picked me up, walked over to the kitchen and placed me on the kitchen counter. He started kissing me, trailing his lips over my neck, making sure he covers it with marks, before taking of my shirt.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous princess." Dylan said. He took off my bra, bent down and started kissing, licking and slightly biting my right nipple. After a few minutes he gave my other nipple the same attention, before moving back to my lips.

As the kiss went on, i moved my hands towards the waistband of his pants. Before i could go any further, he grabbed my hands and moves them away as he slowly pulls awau from me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked breathlessly. He shakes his head and laughs.

"What makes you think you deserve it?" He questions me with a smug smirk on his face. My eyes widen a little. I was not expecting this.

"I'm sorry what?" I asked confused. He automatically gets serious.

"Lay down." Dylan demands. I immediately do as i'm told.

Dylan moved his hands down my body and slides my panties off so effortlessly.

He makes his way down my entrance, leaving kisses on my inner thighs to my clit.

He stops before his mouth meets my entrance.

He looks up at me, our eyes meeting.

"Beg."

"You already know what i want." I say softly

"I want to hear you say it." Dylan said. I pulled him up and started slowly kissing his face and neck.

"Please Dylan, i want you to fuck me with your tongue and fingers and i don't want you stop until i'm shaking. After that i want you to fuck my on my bed until i'm screaming and my legs stop working." I said, giving him a kiss after each word.

"Please."

"Good girl." Dylan growled. He made his way down my body and without hesitation, he stuck two long fingers inside my dripping pussy and started sucking, licking and lightly biting my clit.

Dylan moved his fingers and tongue at an nearly impossible speed. He had me shaking and screaming underneath him in a matter of a minute.

"Ahh fuck, Dylan! Fuck i'm cumming!" I yelled, burying my hand in his hair.

"That's it princess, cum for daddy."

"Fuck!" I yelled, cumming all over Dylan's face and fingers. He rode me through my orgasm, ones i was done, Dylan pulled his fingers out and made me clean them off.

"Taste so fucking good baby." Dylan said, watching me as i sucked his fingers clean.

Dylan picked me up and carried me over to the bed, placing me on it before taking of his clothes and he climbing ontop of me, kissing me passionately.

"You sure about this?" Dylan asked

"I'm sure." I said smiling at him

Dylan lined himself up with my entrance before slowly sliding in. We both moaned once he was all the way in.

"Move, please." I moaned. Dylan gave me a kiss and slowly started moving.

"Faster. I'm yours Dylan, use me."

That was all it took for Dylan to start pounding into me.

Sitting up on his knees, Dylan put my leges over his shoulders. The new angle made him hit places i never even knew existsted.

"So fucking tight baby, can feel you clenching. You gonna cum hm?"

"Fuck! Yes Dylan, please make me cum. Please."

"Such a good fucking girl, love it when you beg." Dylan said

"Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cum for daddy." Dylan said.

"Ahh fuck Daddy!" I screamed as my body started shaking. I came screaming Dylan's name over and over.

"Fuck Y/N!" Dylan moaned, as he filled me with his cum, panting my walls white.

I've never felt so full.

Dylan stayed inside me for a little while longer, but he eventually got up and went to the bathroom to get himself cleaned up.

After he was finished, Dylan came out of the bathroom with a damp towel, only to find me gathering some of the cum between my legs, on my fingers, before sucking my fingers clean.

"Holy fuck. You're going to make me hard again."

"Good." I said with a smirk.

Dylan only shook his head and smiled as he walked over to me, getting me cleaned up aswell.

After he made sure i was okay, he climed into bed with me.

We cuddled for the rest of the night until we eventually drifted of to sleep.

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Brother's best friend (D.O'B)- Smut Pt.1

warnings⚠: smut (duh), spanking, fingering, cussing slight daddy kink, Dylan being a dick, angst at the ending, fighting, kinda slut shaming...that's it for now, lmk if i missed something.

Just a side note...there will be smut in pt.2 and i'll try to make it as detailed as i can😉

Everything  started the moment i walked on set to visit my brother, Tyler.

He was busy filming Teen Wolf season 4 and he asked me to fly out to Los Angeles to hang out with him on set for a bit.

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As i walked onto set,  Hollond came up and greeted me. Alot of the time, when i called my brother, one or two...or a few of his co-stars would be with him. That's how Holland and i met. We eventually got each others numbers and started chatting that way, so needless to say, i was so happy when i finally met her in person.

She took me all over set, showing me where everything is and telling me how everything worked etc. I met basically everyone, the only 3 people i haven't met yet, was Dylan O'Brien, my brothet and Tyler Hoechlin.

Holland eventually took me over to the trailers, where i greeted my brother. He was ecstatic when he saw me, Dylan O'Brien on the other hand, he was talking and laughing about something with Tyler, but his smile immediately dropped the moment he saw me. It wasn't always like this.

The first few weeks after we met, we got along great, but then out of nowhere, everyrime he was with tyler when i called, he would leave the room.

I have no idea what i did to make him upset,  but i just sort of excepted it. I still waved and smiled at him when me made eye contact, but he just went inside his trailer.

"What's up with him?" Holland asked

"I have no idea, we were just talking and making jokes." Tyler responded

"Maby he remembered he had to do something?" Holland said

"Yea, or maby he's a dick head who for some unknown reason just started ignoring me and started to be a total ass hat toward me." I said

Tyler and Holland turned their heads to me as soon as i started talking. They didn't even try to deny it, beacause they both know it's true.

"You know what, why don't we go over to Hoechlin's trailer?" Tyler asked

"Yea, sure." I said, putting a smile on my face.

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After i met Hoechlin...he's so incredibly nice by the way, Tyler and Arden was called to set.

Tyler told me that i could either watch him shoot the scene or i could just stay in his trailer. I did neither.

Instead, i just walked around on set and talked to a few people, before trying make my way to the bathroom, i got lost though.

As i turned the corner, i saw Dylan talking to Hoechlin. I know it's wrong to eavesdrop, but i couldn't help it.

"C'mon man, Holland told me that you've been avoiding Y/N." Hoechlin said

"No i haven't." Dylan said annoyed

"Don't bullshit me O'Brien. You two used to talk. Alot. But for some reason you started to avoid her and i wanna know why."

"Yea, we talked, but i just didn't see us going anywhere with the friendship, besides she's my bestfriends sister."

"Ofcourse you saw it going somewhere Dylan and i think that's exactly why you started avoiding her. She's your best friends sister, you started falling for her and you thought it could mess everything up."

"Oh please, i never saw anything happening between us. She's not even my type." Dylan said

"Mm, you keep telling yourself that man, but just know. If you're gonna keep acting like a total dick towards her, you're going to lose her." Hoechlin said before patting Dylan on his shoulder and walking away.

Dylan turned his head and watched Hoechlin, before turning his head again. We made eye contact, he looked pissed when he saw me. I ducked away, but then i heard him coming closer, so i bolted.

Somehow i managed my way to where all the trailers where, i found Tyler's and went inside, closing and locking the door behind me. I sat down on the couch he had in there and thought about what Dylan and Hoechlin said.

'Does or did Dylan like me.'  I thought to myself.

*knock, knock, knock*

"Shit." I whisper yelled.

"Y/N, open door please, i know you're in there." Dylan said

"Princess you better open this door, i'm staring to get pissed and i promise you, you do not want to see me pissed." Dylan said.

The pool between my leggs started growing. God, this wad not supposed to be turning me on.

"Why should i let you come in?" I asked, my voice came out in a slight whiper.

"Because i wanna talk to you."

"About what?"

"Open the door and i'll tell you."

"I open the dood if you tell me what you wanna talk about."

"You're making me mad princess."

After i took a few deep breathes, i unlocked the door and took a few steps back. After a moment the door opened and Dylan walked inside.

"See that wasn't so hard." He said, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked

"I wasn't." I said

"Liar."

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked again, walking closer to me, making me take a step back.

"I couldn't help it." I said, looking down.

"Mmm, good girl." Dylan said in a low voice.

The wettness between my leggs where probably dripping down my thighs by now.

"Why'd you run away?" Dylan asked.

I stayed quite.

"I asked, why.did.you.run away?" Dylan asked, he grabbed my face and forced me to look at him

"Why does it matter?" I asked

"You're in no position to ask the questions darling." Dylan said, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

"Oh yea, what makes you so sure?" I asked, a smirk also forming on my lips now. The slight smirk instantly disappeared and within a second i was pushed against the wall, Dylan's hand was now wrapped around my neck.

"God you're a little brat."

"Aww, what are you gonna do? Spank me?" I asked mockingly

"You know what, i think i am." Dylan said. Dylan practically threw me onto the couch. He walked over to me, sat down and threw me over his lap.

"Dylan what the fuck are you doing!" I yelled.

"I'm just doing what you suggested princess." Dylan said

"Oh my gosh, you son of a bitch." I said. Wrong move. Dylan grabbed my hair a pulled my head back.

"Let's make one thing very clear princess, you can only open that pretty little mouth of yours when you're screaming or moaning my name, when you're answering me or when you're begging. Got it." Dylan said, gripping my hair a little tighter

"Yes." I replied

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Dylan."

"Yes. What?"

"Yes, Sir?" I asked

"Good girl" Dylan said

I could feel his hand trailing up my leg and under my sun dress.

"Mmm a thong, you're clearly not as innocent as your brother makes you out to be."

"You're about to spank me Dylan, so can we please not talk about my brother?"

"What did i say?" Dylan said pulling my head back again?"

"Sorry, sir." I moaned

"I wanna hear you count okay." Dylan said

"Okay."

*smack*

"One"

*smack*

"Two"

And that's how it went untill i reached ten. A few tears escaped my eyes, but god did the sting on my ass feel good.

"Such a good girl." Dylan said as he rubbed my ass. Within a second my thong was moved to the side and Dylan had one finger inside my.

"Ah" i moaned at the unexpected feeling.

"Faster, please" i begged. Dylan just shushed me and kept moving his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace.

"So fucking wet princess." Dylan said in a low, deep voice.

"God Dylan, are you gonna keep moving so fucking slow or are you actually gonna fuck me?" I said out of frustration...bad move.

In a second, Dylan pulled out his fingers and i was on my hands and knees on the couch. Dylan then ripped my panties clean off.

"Hey! I actually liked those." I whined

"I'll buy you new ones." Dylan said, while getting undressed. As soon as he was done he slammed into me.

"Ahh!" I screamed

"Fuckin hell, you could've warned me."

"Where's the fun in that darling." Dylan said, spanking my ass. Then he started pounding into me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up so my back was against his front.

"So fuckin' tight princess." Dylan moaned in my neck.

"Fucking me so good daddy."

"Daddy huh?"

"You have your kinks, i have mine. Fuck." I moaned

Dylan kept pounding into me untill both of us eventually came. He pulled out of me and went to the bathroom.

Once he was finished, he came out and helped me get cleaned up as well.

He then handed me my clothes and we started getting dressed

*knock* *knock*

"Y/N! Why the hell is my door locked?" Tyler screamed from outside

"Shit?" I whisper yelled at Dylan

"Just hurry up and hide." Dylan whispered back

"Why the hell should i hide?"

"Fine, i'll hide, but you better make up a damn good excuse."

"Oh just go fucking hide."

Once Dylan was in the bathroom, he climed into the bath and hid behind the shower curtain.

I helped him, before going over to the door, unlocking it and opening it.

"Hey big bro, whatcha up to?" I said

"Why was the door locked."

"It's a habit, sorry."

"Mm, okay. Why did it take you so long to answer the door?" He asked, walking into the trailer and grabbing a water out of the fridge.

"Damn is this an interrogation? What's with all the questions?" I asked with a slight laugh.

"Yea, i guess your right." Tyler said.

"Anyway, do you wanna go get something to eat, i could invite Dylan and Holland to come too?" Tyler asked

"Uhh i-"

"Oh come on Y/N. Besides i know you and Dylan like eachother so."

"Correction, i used to like him, but he started getting distant and eventually stoped talking to me all together, now he keeps avoiding me." I said

"Oh, he never told me that."

"Guess you don't know eachother that well after all." I said

"But hey! We're both grown, so i think we could spend one evening together." I said smiling.

"You sure?"

"Totally! Now if you'll excuse me, i need to get ready." I said

"Okay, i have to do a re-shoot anyway, we can leave in about 2 hours?"

"Sounds good, goodluck with the re-shoot." I said, watching Tyler leave.

Once he was out of view, i let Dylan know.

"This dinner sounds more like a double date." Dylan said

"Do you want it to be double date?" I asked with a smirk

"Don't flatter yourself princess." Dylan said before kissing me on my forehead and opening the door to leave, but i grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Whoa, what the hell did you mean by that?" I asked, kinda offended.

"You're overthinking this Y/N."

"I don't think i am. I think you just wanted to fuck me and that that's the reason you stopped talking to me. You saw that i'm not going to make it easy."

"Well you made it pretty easy about an hour ago when i fingered you."

*slap*

"Screw you Dylan." I said. Dylan still had a hand on the side of his face were i slapped him, when he turned to me.

"What, can't handel the fact that you're a slut."

"Oh please Dylan, the only reason i let you fuck me, is because my date from two nights ago couldn't make me cum. Infact. You couldn't either."

"What, your saying that you faked it?" He asked, he looked pissed. He started walking towards me.

"Yes.i.am."

"What's going on here?" Tyler asked from the trailer door way.

"Uh, i was looking for you." Dylan said

"Uh huh." Tyler said, looking between me and Dylan.

"Were gonna do the re-shoot tomorrow."

"Oh that's great." I said, trying to act normal.

"So you guys still wanna go to dinner?"

"Yea" me and Dylan said at the same time

"Great, well uhh, get ready then."

"Oh shit yea."

With that, Dylan left and i went into the bathroom and got ready.

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[emilym7411]

⚠warnings⚠: smut, threesome (Scott, Stiles xreader), anal, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), language, multiple orgasms, finger fucking, tongue fucking, pet names (darling, love, princess, slut (once or twice) ect.), lmk if i missed any💙

A/N: Okay so, this story might not be AS good bc i did rush it a little at the end. Anyway...happy reading darlings😌💜

I moved to Beacon Hills almost a year ago with my family. I was stressing my ass off the first day of school. I didn't know where anything was and i sure as hell didn't know who anyone was, but when coach introduced me to Stiles and Scott all my nerves somehow just disappeared.

They showed me where everything is and they introduced me to the rest of the group. I instantly got along with everyone, but something about Scott and Stiles just kinda drew me to them.

We've known each other for almost a year now and the feelings i have for them just won't go away. I know it's wrong to feel this way about both of them, but i can't help it.

It's wrong towards both of them and so i decided i should get my mind of them...

I was on my way to a night club with Kiara, Lydia and Malia, because what better way to get my mind of Scott and Stiles than to get drunk?

We were dancing, drinking and having so much fun, i almost forgot about the boys. Notice how i said almost...

We where sitting at our table, everyone was wasted, me on the other hand...i was just a little tipsy.

So when my Scott called me, asking me to come to his house immediately and that it was urgent, my heart sank.

I said goodbye to the girls, called a cab and just like that, i was on my way to Scott's house. My nerves where through the roof and my mind was racing with thoughts about what the hell he wants to talk about.

Skip...

I finally arrived at Scott's house. I lifted my hand and was just about to knock on the door, but it opened before i could knock. Stiles was standing in the doorway with a smirk on his face.

"S-Stiles, what uh- whatcha doin here?" I asked surprised

"Well hello to you to Y/N" Stiles said cockily

"Ohh yea, shit uhh hey." I said nervously, looking anywhere but his eyes.

"So, aren't you gonna invite me in?" I asked, finally looking at his eyes.

Without saying a word, Stiles just stepper to the side and gestured with his hand for me to come in. That cocky smirk never leaving his face, not even for a second.

As i made my way to the living room, i heard Stiles shut and lock the door behind me.

When i finally stepped into the living room Scott was seated on the couch, watching some sort of movie.

"Hey?" I said questioningly. As i said this though, i felt Stiles walk up to me and stand directly behind me. He was standing so close i could feel his body heat on my back and his breath on the back of my head.

Suddenly, Scott paused the movie and looked over at me and Stiles, a smirk also evident on his face.

"You know, this doesn't really look as urgent as you made it sound over the phone." I said  looking at Scott weirdly. I could still feel Stiles behind me, so much so that it sent shivers up my spine.

"Well we had to get you here somehow princess." Scott said cockily.

The nickname went straight to my core. I pressed my thighs together, but just a little bit to get some sort of friction.

Stiles let out a breathy laugh behind me.

"Already pressing your thighs together and we haven't even done anything yet." Stiles whispered in my ear.

His hand moved started to move up and down my arm, giving my goosebumps.

"You know i can smell you right?" Scott asked as he stood up and walked closer to where my and Stiles where standing.

"W-what?" I asked, confused by what he meant.

"I mean. I can smell the arousal on you Y/N. I can smell the wetness on that pretty little thong of yours. And i can smell the fact that you're inlove with me and Stiles." Scott said slowly, still approaching me. By the time he was done talking, he was standing right infront of me.

"Well i'm guessing by what you guys are doing, that you don't mind the fact i'm inlove with both of you and that you two, feel the same way." I said, a little out of breath and nervous. "Or am i wrong?" I asked while keeping direct eye contact with Scott.

"Ohh princess, you're definitely not." Stiles said from behind me. Scott just smiled.

After a few seconds of no one saying anything, Scott spoke up again.

"You look amazing by the way." Scott said, looking me up and down before looking into my eyes and placing his hand on my cheek.

"This pretty little number really leaves little to the imagination." Stiles whispered in my ear.

One of Sitles' hands moved to my hip, while his other hand brushed my hair away, exposing my neck to him and Scott.

Stiles started to trail soft kisses all over my neck. I let out a breathy moan as my head fell back onto Stiles' shoulder, giving him more access.

Scott just stood there with his hand on my cheek, looking at me and Stiles, before he finally moved his hand into my hair. He pushed my head to the side, just enough so that he and Stiles both have access to my neck.

Stiles was on my right and Scott was on my left side. My eyes where closed and my head was rolled backwards. Both of them where sucking on my neck, leaving there marks.

One of my hands went into each of the boys hair, pulling softly at their strands, earning soft moans from them.

Scotts hand wandered to the back of my dress. He found my zipper and started pulling it down. Once the zipper came to a stop, both boys stopped what they where doing. They looked at me with lust filled eyes as the dress slipped off my body and onto the floor. Their eyes went wide when they saw my bare breasts, since i didn't bother wearing a bra.

Scott lunged towards me, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. He walked to his bedroom, Stiles was following right behind us. When we got his bedroom door, he slapped my ass before opening the door and walking inside.

He threw my down onto his bed. Scott removed his shirt before climbing on the bed and sitting right between my legs.

"What if your mom walks in on us?" I asked

"She's on night shift, which means she won't be back untill tomorrow morning." Scott replied.

"Okay." I said, smiling at both of them.

With that, Scott grabbed my face and started kissing me. The kiss was hard, yet still filled with passion. Stiles also removed his shirt, before positioning himself on the bed, behind me.

Stile's legges where now on either side of me. He moved my hair into one of his hands before he started kissing my shoulder, neck and upper back.

Me and Scott eventually pulled away for air. Scott shimmied down the bed, just enough so he could rapp his arms under my knees and pull me down. My head was on Stile's crotch and when i looked up, Stiles was already looking down at me with a cute smile on his face. I smilled back.

"You sure you're okay with this?" Stiles asked me, genuine concern in his voice

"Absolutely." I replied, giving him a reassuring smile.

Scott then stood up from the bed to remove his pants. When he was finally done, he climed back on the bed, positioning himself on his knees between my legs. His fingers hooked around my thong before he pulled it off, throwing it on the pile of clothes that where already on the floor.

A soft moan escaped my mouth when the cold air made contact with my heat.

Scott then layed flat on his stomach, throwing my legs over his shoulder.

He licked a long stripe up from my entrance to my clit, collecting all of my juices.

"Fuck." I moaned softly, arching my back a little.

"Taste so fucking good baby." Scott said, looking at me.

Stiles moved his hands towards my breasts, squeezing them and playing with my hardened nipples, while Scott moved his tongue all over my soaking core. He sucked my clit and moved his tongue in figure 8's. Scott teases my entrance with one of his fingers.

"Stop teasing." I said out of breath

"I wanna hear you beg for my fingers."

"Fuck, please. Please, i'll behave. Please just stop teasing me." I begged.

With that, Scott plunged two of his fingers inside me, curling then upwards while still sucking on my clit.

I could feel Stiles getting hard at the sight of his best friend finger fucking me.

My orgasm was nearing, i started clenching around Scott's fingers as he kept a brutal pace with his fingers. One particularly hard flick of his tongue on my bud and i was spiraling over the edge. My back was arching off the bed and my hands flew into Scott's hair. Moaning loudly as i came around his fingers.

Scott slowed down his pace as i came down from my high. I was breathing heavily and my legs where still slightly shaking. Scott remover his fingers, licking them clean before he and Stiles stood up again.

They removed the rest of their clothing. Stiles and Scott switched places.

"I'm gonna need you to turn around for me love." Stiles said.

When i finally opened my eyes, they immediately went wide at how big Stiles is.

"Like what you see huh?" Stiles asked with a wink

"Yea actually, i do." I replied winking back.

When i finally turned around, i sat up on my hand and knees. Scott wasn't as big as Stiles, but he was still pretty big.

I kissed Scott again, but pulled away when i felt Stiles sticking his tongue inside my entrance.

He kept tongue fucking me and Scott grabbed one of my breasts and started to lick and suck on my nipple.

Another orgasm was fast approaching, but this time, right as i was about to cum, Stiles pulled away.

"Stilesss." I whined looking over my shoulder to look at him.

"Relax darling, i just want you to cum when i'm inside you." Stiles said

I looked back at Scott, then down at his member, before looking at him again.

"I want you to fuck my mouth." I told him. I was a little surprised that those words really left my mouth, but fuck it.

"Wait, really? Are you sure?" Scott asked, not totally sure if i meant it, but when i smiled at him and nodded, he looked reassured.

He sat up on his knees, placing his member infront of my mouth. At the same time Stiles was lining himself up with my entrance. With a final "are you sure about this?" From both of them and a "one hundred percent" from me. They both entered me.

Scott made my hair into a make shift pony tail while moving in and out of my mouth at a slow pace.

Stiles gave me a few seconds to adjust, before he started to move, but he was also moving slow.

So i took matters into my own hands. I started pushing back into Stiles and i moved my head faster around Scott's member.

"Ohh, looks like she likes it rough." Scott laughed.

"What do yoi think Stiles, should we be rough with her, treat her like our little slut?" Scott asked

"Well if that's what she wants, than yea." Stiles said.

Before long, both of them where slamming into me. Tears where running down my face.

"Fuck, so fucking tight princess." Stiles moaned.

Stiles kept spanking me and i swear there's going to be marks on my hips from how hard he's grabbing me.

I came around stiles's member this time. Scott pullee me off his cock so that they could hear me scream as i came.

Stiles then stopped, giving me one hard thrust before pulling out.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him.

Scott layed down on the bed. Getting comfortable before both of them helped me ontop of him.

Scott slipped the tip of his member inside of me, before i sank down completely.

Stiles placed his hand on my back, pushing me down untill i was flush against Scott.

That's when i felt it. Stiles placed his tumb against my other hole.

"Woah, woah, woah. I've never done anal before." I said panicked, as i sat up and looked at both of them.

"Just trust me love okay. It's going to hurt at first, but it will get better okay." Stiles said, placing his hand on my cheek, before leaning in and kissing me. The kiss was soft, passionate and calming.

"If you want to stop at any time, just say so okay." Stiles said, looking into my eyes.

"Okay." I said after a few seconds. Stiles smiled before kissing me again.

I got back into position. Stiles placed his thumb on my hole again.

"You okay?" Stiles asked. I only hummed in response.

Scott started playing with my hair, trying to relax me. Stiles finally pushed his thumb in. I clenched my eyes shut. Clenching around both of them.

"It's only gonna hurt more if you clench sweetheart. Just try to relax okay." Stiles said

I nodded, relaxing again. Stiles started moving his fingers and after a while, the pain was mostly gone. I started moaning a little and that's when Stiles pulled out his finger.

He took some of his spit and used it as lube. He placed his member at my hole, making sure i was okay before pushing in.

The pain of being stretched like that, hurt like a bitch, but was still an amazing feeling at the same time. After a minute or so, of letting me adjust, i finally gave him and Scott the 'go ahead' to start moving.

When they both started moving in and out of me at the same time, the feeling of pure pleasure was overwhelming.

After they found marching pace, it didn't take long for me to cum...twice.

The room was filled with moans from me, Stiles, and Scott.

Another orgasm was fast approaching and i could tell that Stiles and Scott where nearing their orgasms too.

After a few hard thrusts, i came with another loud moan, clenching as both of their members twitched inside me before shooting their loads into me, painting my walls.

After we came down from our highs, they pulled out of me, Stiles watched as their cum leaked out of me, mixing with mine.

They helped my lay down, before both of them layed down on either side of me.

"So does this mean we're like a couple now?" I asked

"Do you want to be a couple?" Scott asked, looking at me and Stiles

"I mean sure, but i'm not gonna do anything with you Scott, no offense ofcourse. I just don't swing that way." Stiles said

"Yea no, i totally agree." Scott said

"So you two are basically just going to be sharing me?" I asked

"Basically yea." Scott said

"Ohh hell yea! No fine men sharing me. It's a win win." I said smiling at them.

"You really are something spesial Y/N" Stiles said

"Aww thank you."

Stiles and Scott just shook their heads and laughed. 

A little while later, we cleaned up and just watched some movies downstairs, before we went to bed and finally fell asleep.

[emilym7411]

Injured (S.S) Smut

Stilesxfreader

⚠warnings⚠: smut, language, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), pet names, super slight daddy kink, edging, slight crying, dom Stiles, sub Reader, Mentions of blood.

Lmk if i missed anything💗

Stiles carried me into his bathroom and sat me down on the counter. There was blood all over me.

We had just came back from fighting the nogitsune. The fight was brutal and i unfortunately got hurt pretty badly. When the fight was over, Stiles picked me up and put me in his Jeep. The whole ride back to his house was filled with him telling me how dangerous it was, how i could've gotten killed and how stupid it was of me, to think i could take on void all by myself.

I kept telling him that he and the others where standing right there and how it's not my fault that nobody did anything, but i just couldn't get through to him.

He was still pissed when we pulled into the driveway, he parked and got out as fast as he could, opening my door and picking me up again. He sat me down on my feet for just a few seconds to unlock the door. Once he did, he picked me up again and carried me to his bathroom, sitting me down on the counter.

Stiles grabbed the first aid kit. He got out all the supplies. He opened my legs wide enough so that he could stand in between them and then started cleaning my wounds.

"Ow." I said hissing a little when he got to a specific cut on my collarbone.

He stopped for a second to look into my eyes and as soon as our eyes met, he looked away and continued what he was doing. Although he only looked into my eyes for a second, it was enough to make me shiver. I saw the complete anger in his eyes.

Soon enough, all my cuts where "doctored" by Stiles, he disinfected all of them and he wrapped up the ones that were pretty bad.

"You know i'm gonna have to punish you right?." Stiles asked in low whisper, just below my ear.

"For what!" I asked in disbelief as i leaned away from him to look him in the eye.

"For putting your life in danger, for arguing with me and for that bratty little attitude of yours." Stiles replied in a low growl, grabbing my face with his hand.

I would be lying if i said i didn't get turned on, beacause in reality, this man had hardly even touched me and i'm already completely soaked.

"Does that sound good darling?" Stiles asked. I could feel his breath in my neck when he spoke and as soon as he was done speaking, he started kissing my neck softly.

"Y-yes." I replied already a bit out of breath.

"Good." Was all he said before he let go of my face and started ripping my clothes off. Before i even knew what was happening, i was already bare naked, still sitting on the counter with Stiles between my leggs.

Slowly he started rubbing his hand along my inner thigh as he kissed and sucked on my neck.

"Stiles. Please." I let out in a breathy voice.

"Please ,what love? Tell me what you want." Stiles said

"I want your fingers." I said

Stiles finally moved his hand higher. He slipped a finger between my folds, sliding in up and down before rubbing on my clit.

"Ohh." I gasped and arched my back slightly. He placed his other hand on my side, just above my thigh.

"So fucking wet huh?" Stiles said. I could feel the smirk on his lips

"All for you Stiles."

Stiles suddenly stopped. He pulled away for a second to remove his shirt, throwing in on the floor along with my discarded clothes.

He grabbed my face with one of his hand, smashing our lips together. His other hand went back to it's place between my thigh, rubbing slow circles before pushing two of his long fingers into my hole.

"Ohh god Stiles." I moaned into his mouth.

My hands flew to his hair, pulling slightly at his strands, earning a groan from him.

I was nearing my orgasm, i knew he could feel me clenching around his fingers.

Just as i was about to cum, he removed his fingers.

"Fucking hell! You dick." I said glaring at him and out of breath.

"Keep up that attitude and you won't cum for the rest of night." Stiles said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry." I said in a low whisper

"Yea, you will be." Stiles said, softly rubbing my cheek with his thumb.

Skip.....

After edging me several times i finally got so frustrated, i starred crying a little.

"Finally learned your lesson now?" Stiles asked when he saw i was crying.

"Y-yes i did." I said, sniffling

"Good." Was all he said before he pushed his length inside me.

"Ahh fuck Stiles!" I yelled out.

"Fuck princess" Stiles moaned in my ear.

Stiles didn't give me anytime to adjust to his size, he immediately just started pounding into me. He was grabbing my breasts, rubbing the nubs.

Stiles grabbed my hips angled his hips in a way that made me scream his name over and over again. He was so fucking deep inside me, i swear he was rearranging my organs.

"Fuck baby, i can feel you clenching around me. You gonna cum huh?" Stiles asked, rubbing my clit in circles.

"Ahh fuck! Yes, yes, yes. Please don't stop, please, please." I begged him

"God i love it when you beg." Stiles said out of breath. Still pounding into me at a relentless pace.

"Cum for me Y/N, cum for daddy." Stiles said, putting more pressure on my clit and rubbing faster circles.

"Ahh shit!" I let out. Cumming harder than i have ever cummed before, all over Stiles' dick.

"Fuck Y/N." was all Stiles said before shooting his load in to me, painting my walls.

Stiles gave a few more thrusts before stopping completely. He stayed inside me for a few minutes, not wanting to pull out.

Once our breathing calmed down, Stiles spoke up again.

"Did you finally learn your lesson Y/N?" Stiles asked pushing himself up on his arms to look at me.

"Yes." I replied

"Mmm, you're a bad lair darling." Stiles said.

"I'm not lying Stiles"

"Lying again, if you keep this up i might just have to punish you again." Stiles said, cocking his head to the side.

"I am not lying" i repeated, never breaking eyw contact with him.

Stiles just looked at me, that same look of lust returning in his eyes. And that's exactly how round two started.

[emilym7411]

Anxiety Attack (D.O) Pt.2

⚠warnings:⚠ mentions of blood, murder, detailed description of abuse, prison, abusive father, court.

I don't really know how the whole court or lawyer thing works, but i did google some (almost everything) and i hope it's atleast a little accurate...but yea, hope you guys enjoy😊

It's been a few weeks since i found out my father is filing for parole. Me and Dylan have contacted the prosecutor that's going up against my father.

She came over to our house and we discussed the case.

If i wanted to make sure that my father stays in prison, i'm gonna have to testify against him. I would have to go up and sit infront of everyone and tell them about all the horrible things he did...but that's not the part i dreaded.

If i go up there, i'm going to see him and i'm going to have look him in his cold dark eyes as while explain everything.

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"Dylan i don't think i can do it. I can't go up there and look him in the eye, not again." I said, my voice shaking as i spoke while pacing around in the kitchen. I had tears in my eyes, my hands were also shaking and my heart and mind were racing.

"Whoa Y/N, baby it's going to be okay. I'll be there with you. You're strong okay, we'll get through this and then you'll never have to worry about him again okay." Dylan said, standing up and walking towards me before pulling me in for a hug.

"I'm scared Dyl." I said as a tear finally escaped and rolled down my cheek.

"I know baby, i know. We'll get through this together okay. I promise."

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The public calls Y/N Y/L/N to the stand Your Honor.

As i stood up and began walking towards the stand it felt like everything was moving in slow motion. My hands were sweaty and my throat was dry, but i just kept walking.

I sat down and my eyes immediately went to Dylan's, he gave me a reassuring smile to try and ease my nerves...it did help a little.

"So Miss Y/L/N, can you please tell everyone why you're here today and please state what your realtion to the defendant is."

I took a deep breath and began speaking.

"Jeffrey Bundy, the defendant is my father. I'm here today to make sure he doesn't get parole."

"Why don't you want the defendant to get parole miss Y/L/N?" The prosecutor asked

"Because i'm terrified of him. He beat me and my mother senseless, he treated us like objects, like punishing bags to take his anger out on. He manipulated us, he lied, he used us, he made me and my mom feel worthless and scared. He made us believe that what he was doing to us was right. That by beating us he was just showing us how much he loved us.

And then one night he started beating my mom...and he didn't stop even after she stopped screaming and crying, he kept beating her untill he grew tired an by then he was already soaked in her blood and she layed there, dead on the kitchen floor.

He- the defendant then stood up, went to his room, took a shower and went to sleep. I on the other hand, walked over to my mother's lifeless body and just sat down next to her, begging her to wake up, begging her to come back and to not leave me. I eventually stood up again and called 911. I told the dispatcher what had happened and i told her everything that has happened for the last twelfe years of my life.

When the police and ambulance finally showed up, i was still in the kitchen my hands coverd in my mothers blood. The police arrested my father and when he saw me he started screaming at me that he was going to find me and kill me aswell. If he gets out i'm terrified that he'll keep his promise. I'm terrified that he's going to kill me and my fiancé."

Tears started forming in my eyes as i spoke, but not because i was sad, but rather because i was angry. Even after thirteen years i'm still scared that he's going to kill me.

When i was done speaking i didn't even notice my eyes drifted over to my father's as i spoke, untill i looked at Dylan again.

He was crying aswell.

"Is it true that you changed your last name from, Bundy to Y/L/N?" The Prosecutor asked.

"Yes" I answered

"Why did you change it?"

"I didn't want my father to find me and i didn't want anyone to recognize me. I wanted a new life, a life where i didn't have to worry about my father finding me."

"That's all Your Honor. Thank you miss Y/L/N." The prosecutor said before sitting down again.

"Does the Defense have any questions for the witness?" The Judge asked.

"Yes Your Honor." Answered the Defense before standing up.

"Now miss Y/N/L, everything that happened, happened a little over thirteen years ago, don't you believe that in that time period your father could've changed into a better man?" Asked the Defense.

"No"

"And why is that?"

"He had twelfe years to change before he murdered my mother. He had time to become a better husband and a better father and yet he didn't. He didn't change then and hasn't changed now." I said as i looked at my father.

"No further questions Your Honor." The Defense said before taking a seat as well.

"We'll be taking a 5minute break. When we get back we'll proceed with the case." The Judge said before hitting his gavel.

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"Hey, are you okay?" Dylan asked me once we made it out of the court room. We were standing in the hallway away from everyone else.

"Yea, i'm just glad i don't have to sit up there anymore." I said.

"I'm so proud of you baby." Dylan said as he kissed my forehead before pulling me in for a hug.

"Hey guys, sorry to bother you." The Prosecutor, Delaney said as she came up to me and Dylan.

"Hey." Me and Dylan said with a smile as we looked at her.

"I just wanted to know if you're okay after what happened in there." She said with soft smile.

"Yea i'm okay, thanks for checking up on me." I said giving her a smile.

"You're welcome sweetie."

"Okay, times almost up, we should probably get back in there. Goodluck okay." Delaney said

"Thank you, goodluck to you too." I said with a smile.

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"Okay, we'll be moving forward with the parole hearing of mister Jeffrey Bundy.

Defense, your up." The Judge said

"The Defense calls Mr. Jeffrey Bundy to the stand."

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As he sat up there his eyes kept drifting over to me. His eyes are dark and cold. His soul is pure evil.

"Mr. Bundy you're filing for parole, the Jury can only grant you parole if they believe you're a changed man. So the question is, are you a changed man?" The Defense asked

"Yes, i am." My father replied.

"Mr. Bundy you're going to have give us an example or explanation as to why you are a changed man." The Defense said, he seemed irritated.

"I've spent thirteen long years in prison and during those long years i've had alot of time to think about the things i've done. I regret not being a better father and i regret not being a better husband, but the thing i regret most, is killing my wife...the mother of my daughter.

I wish i could turn back time so that i can be a better father and husband, but i can't. I am so sorry for the things that i have done. Y/N i'm sorry for making you grow up without a mother, i'm sorry for all the horrible things i made you go through. I'm sorry for everything.

You've grown up to be a beautiful, strong woman and i couldn't be prouder. I just hope that i can get the chance one day to prove to you that i can be a better father, a father that you deserve."

"Thank you Mr. Bundy. No further questions Your Honor."

"Mr. Bundy. How is it that you can suddenly become a better man after 13 years in prison. But you couldn't even try to change after twenty years of marriage and twelfe years of fatherhood?"

"You beated your daughter sensless, you beated your wife to the point of you killing her, after which you just kept beating her. When you were finally done, you took a shower and went to sleep, leaving your twelfe year old daughter to see the gruesome scene you created. Your daughter is still terrified of you. I don't believe you've changed Mr. Bundy, i think you're only putting up show so that you can get your parole and finish the job-"

"Objection! Your Honor the Prosecutor is harrasing my client."

"I'm only stating facts. The Jury has to know what kind of man Mr. Bundy is and it's my job to show them."

"Denied. Prosecutor, continue."

"Thank you Your Honor."

"As i was saying, you can't change Mr. Bundy. People can only change if they want to and you clearly don't. That's all Your Honor."

"Do you want to add or ask something?" The Judge asked looking at the defense.

"No Your Honor."

"Okay then. The Jury will discuss a verdict, until then court is dismissed." The Judge said before hitting his gavel.

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"It's been two hours, why are they taking so long?" I said

"I don't know baby, i don't know." Dylan said.

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Another hour later and the Jury finally reached a verdict.

"We The Jury here by deny Mr. Bundy parole."

It felt like everything stopped. I couldn't hear anything besides my own thoughts. I was so relieved and happy that he wouldn't be getting out.

"Y/N?" I heard Dylan's voice say. When i finally looked at him, he looked concerned.

"Mm?" I

"You okay?" Dylan asked

"Yea, i'm better than okay. We won." I said, a smile formed on my face and i gabe Dylan a kiss. "We won" he said as we pulled away.

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It's been one month since that happened. Bundy is still in prison, me and Dylan are getting married next week and we couldn't be happier.

[emilym7411]

Anxiety Attack (D.O) Pt.1

DylanXfreader

⚠Warnings⚠: mentions of murder, abuse, reader having an anxiety attack

•Heyy dudes, i originally posted this on wattpad and now i've decided to also post my works here💖i hope you like it.

Y/M/N= your mother's name

Me and Dylan where currently lying on his bed. Dylan was going through some of his lines for a movie and i was just scrolling through tik tok.

While i was scrolling i suddenly received a text from my friend. She sent me a link and told me to open it right away. Curiously, i tapped on the link and it opened up to a news article.

"Jeffrey Bundy is filling for parole. Jeffrey Bundy, a man who was convicted to life in prison after he brutally murdered Y/M/N Bundy. During his trail it also came out that Mr. Bundy was not only abusing his wife, but also his daughter, Y/N Bundy.

Y/N has since changed her last name. She testified against him and people are wondering if she'll do it again.

Stay in touch for more information on Mr. Bundy' parole hearing."

Underneath the article was a photo of the man. My heart sank and breathing became heavy.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Dylan asked me concerned.

"That's uh- he- i can't breath." I said, struggling to breath. I gave Dylan my phone so that he could read the article as well  before standing up and going to the bathroom.

I tried to calm myself down, but nothing worked. Dylan rushed in after he read the article only to see me sitting on the floor, having a full blown panick attack.

"Hey, hey baby it's okay." Dylan said coming over to me. He sat against the wall with me between his leggs. My back was pressed against his front and his arms were wrapped around me. My head was on his shoulder.

"It's okay baby, he can't hurt you anymore, you're safe now." Dylan said in a calm voice.

"What if i'm not? What if he finds me again? I can't Dylan i- i don't want to go through that again." I cried.

"You're not going to baby, i promise he's not going to hurt you ever again my love." Dylan said, kissing me ontop of my head.

We just sat there for a while. He held me in his arms while i just cried my eyes out. We eventually stood up and went back to bed. I laid with my head burried in Dylan's neck, he wrapped his arms around me again.

"I'll be there with you every step of the way. We'll get through this together baby, i promise." Dylan said.

"I'm scared Dyl."

"I know my love, i know."

"I love you." I whispered into Dylan's neck

"I love you too baby." Dylan said back.

"Now get some sleep okay, we can talk all about what we're going to do tomorrow okay." Dylan said kissing my head.

"Okay."