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[httpsghostie]

ok no but imagine a threesome with ghost and könig and they are prepping you to take their size because you're not used to anything that big

you're sucking ghost's cock and könig is lubing his dick and your holes with you in all fours

you ask him to only put the tip in so you can get used to it

"here goes just the tip" as he bottoms out and ghost literally shoves your face in his cock to make you gag so you can't scream or get away from könig

how cute would it be

[httpsghostie]

simon riley

simon riley grabbing an item of the top shelf at the supermarket because you can't reach it

simon riley not leaving your mind through the aisles while you shop because obviously you just met hulk

simon riley bumping into you when you're getting a dozen of eggs and he's taking all the damn stock for himself because forgive him and his bulking diet

simon riley literally laughing when you two meet again by the chicken freezers, saying you're following him at this point

simon riley getting roughly 4kg of chicken breasts because a man needs to reach his protein goals

simon riley who says it's destiny that you two are literally parked across from each other and decides to ask you for your number

and finally simon riley who can't wait to get home and text you to ask if you got home safely but in reality he just wants to talk to the pretty lady he met at the supermarket that day

[httpsghostie]

cw: nsfw

uhm yeah ok so still on the bf’s dad!simon brain rot

consider this a pt2 maybe? idk im going completely insane haha this is probably bad too

so you wake up before your boyfriend, leaving him there in his unconscious state, knowing he'll be passed out for the whole day.

you go downstairs to make some breakfast as you were used to, and thank god mentally that you didn't see a fridge walking around in the kitchen.

of course it would be nice to see him but especially after last night you still feel something… weird. not that it was bad, but you start to wonder if you actually did the right thing.

and as the smell of burnt starts to come from the pan in your hands you remember about the lipstick stains in someone's neck, bringing you back to reality.

you scramble your eggs, buffing for letting it get a black spot, but you eat it anyway, and after doing so, you go do your dishes.

“morning.” his voice makes you shiver, and you hold onto the balcony so you wouldn't fall on your feet.

“good morning.” you answer quietly.

he opens the fridge looking for some water, and just now you realize he had nothing but sweatpants on. his hair was still damp from the shower, shoulders still a bit wet. he was doing it on purpose now.

“thought you'd wake up earlier to join me on a run.” he closes the door of the fridge and leans on the kitchen island behind you.

“not my thing.” you chuckle. “especially after having wine.”

“headache?” he asks.

“no, actually i’m fine.” you smile. “have you had breakfast yet?” you ask as you finish cleaning your dishes and dry your hands with the towel.

“i’m about to.” he smirks, not wasting time to step closer to you and lift you on the counter. a small ‘what’ escaped your lips. “you know, i had to wait for my breakfast to wake up by herself.”

you laugh as he takes your shorts off just like he did last night, planting kisses from your knees to your inner thighs.

“you're crazy, what if he hears us?” you lay on your elbows, chuckling from the feeling of his growing beard brushing your skin. he raises an eyebrow and gives you a doubtful stare. “okay, okay.” you laugh, letting your head fall back.

his tongue invades your clit with lust, licking and sucking you with so much hunger. it feels so good, definitely better than your fingers.

he grabs your thighs from behind, squeezing your skin to keep himself from moaning in your pussy. two of his fingers start to tease your entrance and play with your clit to collect your wetness before sliding deep into your pussy.

you put both hands over your mouth to keep it shut, but what you really wanted was to scream his name.

he slides his fingers in and out as he licks your clit, making a knot start to form in your stomach.

“close…” you moan, making him pick up the pace until the knot inside you finally snapped. your legs were still shaking when he pulled away and you couldn't believe you were eaten out by him on the kitchen counter.

he taps your thigh and gives you a small, gentle kiss.

you get up and put your shorts back on, admiring as simon started to make his own breakfast too.

“what?” he asks, feeling your stare.

“thought you already had breakfast.” you laugh.

“what can i say, i’m a hungry man.”

[httpsghostie]

going through an extremely unnecessary painful phase in my relationship got me thinking

how it would feel to lay in ghost's chest and ugly cry until i simply shut down, pass out in his arms 

like look at this he's massive i just need a hug 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[httpsghostie]

thank you for tagging me in stuff!! <33

[h] house of cards - badlands

[t] that's what you get - paramore

[t] take me back to eden - sleep token

[p] paranoia - heartsteel

[s] sugar, we're going down - fall out boy

[g] glass houses - bad omens

[h] helena - my chemical romance

[o] outside - hollywood undead

[s] sonne - rammstein

[t] too close too late - spiritbox

[i] i write sins not tragedies - p!atd

[e] eternally yours - motionless in white

yes im emo dont come for me

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o: oh love by green day

m: maneater by nelly furtado

p: punk rock 101 by bowling for soup

c: come on eileen by dexy's midnight runners

h: higher love by kygo & whitney houston

o: obviously by mcfly

m: material girl by madonna

p: prince of nothing charming by tyler hilton

l: like a prayer by madonna

u: under pressure by queen & david bowie

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[httpsghostie]

cw: nsfw

ok dbf!ghost this dbf!ghost that

do we even talk about bf's dad!simon enough? i don't think so

just imagine

he's a single dad with a son who happens to be your annoying boyfriend, an arrogant man who treats you poorly and never makes you cum.

he's his father's disappointment, simon hates that his kid turned out like that, but it's his son after all.

it's saturday night, your boyfriend invited you over to his house only to leave you there with his dad while he went out to get drunk with his friends.

it's windy outside, making branches hit the window of his room — where you were trying to sleep, so you go downstairs to make yourself some tea and as you could imagine, simon is in the living room having beer and watching a movie.

he offers to make you a tea, you two start to talk and eventually you're on wine — and you know what wine does to you, but you shrug it off.

you're sitting by the table, playing with your glass of wine as you talk about hating to be left alone like that, and simon is listening to every bit of it, apologizing for not raising a better man.

you joke about wanting your boyfriend to be a bit more like him, and somehow that joke goes straight to his cock.

you're slightly drunk, and really, really horny.

you let him take the first step, and it ends with him taking off your shorts and panties, kissing your inner thighs as you spread your legs on the chair, arching your back as soon as he gives you the first lick in your bare core

“sorry, i'm not used to it.” you chuckle. “he says it's disgusting.”

the look on his face says it all, he's going to make it up to you.

he kisses and licks every right spot, using his thick fingers to tease your entrance and make you a moaning mess.

and, of course, he makes you cum so easily that you're disappointed for making it end so fast.

stumbling over your feet, you end up bending over the back of the couch, feeling his tip sliding into your pussy. you clench your fists trying to get used to his size. he slides out and back in again, holding your hips for support.

“fucking tight, ‘ya.” he says between gritted teeth, moving his hips forward and settling a pace.

needless to say you become a drooling mess as he fucks you better than anyone, holding your neck against his chest, kissing and biting your ear.

he picks up the pace, his tip hitting your cervix with every thrust, until he finally cums right into you, groaning in your ear.

it's weird how good it feels to be with him, how he holds you tight in his arms, how you just had the best fuck in your life, even though it was quick.

he cleans you up, helping you with getting your pajamas back on. it's a little awkward when you go back to bed, thoughts flooding your head before you finally fall asleep.

and there you stay until morning, waking up beside a very hangover boyfriend with pink lipstick stains on his neck.

[httpsghostie]

happy new yeaarrr love you all <333

[httpsghostie]

i could not get this off my mind, btw hi im alive!!,, &lt;;3 tw noncon?

stalker!könig being everywhere you could possibly think of going, always one step ahead of you. he just can’t help himself, you’re too naive to even think there’s something wrong with it, thinking of it as a coincidence. it wasn’t until you bumped into him in a convenience store close to your house near 1am while dealing with an unpleasant breakup, having to hear from your now ex that you were gross for sleeping with another dude while dating him. which was… odd. you weren’t sleeping with anyone else but him, where did he take that from?

stalker!könig who obviously noticed your puffy red eyes, plump lips and slightly irritated nose while you walked to the back of the store to grab ice cream, because that’s what women do when they get dumped.

stalker!könig who had to hold his breath and look up so he wouldn’t get a boner just from looking at your ass as you bent to get your keys you had dropped on the floor, finally mustered up the courage to offer help in a moment where you were so fragilized and sad that you couldn’t even consider his bad intentions as he followed you home :(

stalker!könig who finally had the opportunity to shove his thick cock inside you and pound you from behind in your pretty little couch, sinking your face in the cushion so you wouldn’t wake the entire neighborhood, making you beg for him to slow down as he rutted his hips into yours and filmed it all to send it to your ex, just like the times he had broken in to take some pictures in your sleep :(

[httpsghostie]

A Silent Night

✧.* a/n well, the break I took from tumblr was longer than I anticipated, but I really needed it, so for now, I present you dirty and filthy halloween smut<3

✧.* summary: october 31st shifts are insane, and you're left alone to close the store while two creepy men wait for you outside.

✧.* pairing: ghost x f!reader x könig

✧.* word count: 4,9k

✧.* warnings: NONCON/dubcon, kidnapping, humiliation/praising, virginity loss, double penetration, gun play, videotaping, edging, overstimulation, unprotected, breeding, spanking

• DDDNE, you've been warned | MDNI | this content it strictly 18+ •

You particularly hated the ending shifts, especially after holidays, being left with all the cleaning and organizing because your boss was a shithead. Having to fold all the clothes that the clients left behind after only taking a glance at it. God, you hated them. But the closing shifts had a weird thing about them, it brought out the smallest bit of joy to finally see the store without anyone in it. No soul, no kids running impatiently by the racks, no entitled ladies screaming at you. It was peaceful, but you could almost say it was creepy too, turning off the lights as you got out through the back door, having to walk alone in the dark night to your car.

But you would be alright, you always were, why would anything change just now? 

There was a strange feeling running through your veins, weirder than the telltales your coworkers used to talk about this place being haunted. It never really bothered you until you were left alone to close the store after an insane shift on October 31st. You had to be overthinking, Jesus, it was so odd. 

Your fingers trembled as you picked the keys to lock the door, letting it fall down two times before succeeding. In the meantime, a really, really tall being – you weren’t sure if it was even human – towered over your small frame. He wore a Jason Voorhees mask, great, classic. These fucking shitheads these days. The air got knocked out of your lungs, making you gasp and let your bag fall on the ground. Was he there the whole time watching you struggle? God, that was pathetic.

“S-sorry, we’re closed.” You said, taking your stuff and rushing back to your car, glancing back to see if he wasn’t following you.

There was no time to think, nor to act, and your brain was overheating. Car keys, where the fuck were they? And also, where the fuck was he going? It was obvious the store was closed. He should be out there trick or treating, or feasting on people's blood or whatever. You were frantic, almost on the verge of tears. No. No, this won’t be the day you turn into statistics. You're not getting killed on Halloween night by a freak with a slasher mask. It can’t happen this way.

The beep of your car was like a symphony to your buzzing ears, and you locked it as soon as you got in, trembling limbs struggling to put the keys in the ignition. Thinking of it now, you should’ve bought that car with the start/stop button, but it seemed so silly then. The thought process of your brain is derailed, making you struggle to hit the clutch and put on first gear. You can do it, fuck you, you have a fucking license. You slowly released the clutch, hitting the gas pedal lightly to get out of there as soon as possible, but there was no movement from your car. Nor the sound of the engine running. Are you really that dumb? No light on the dashboard, for Christ’s sake not even your radio turned on. You didn’t turn the car on.

You looked down to the keys, getting so close to crying when you felt something cold touching your neck. Your body freezed before your brain could even register the events, you looked through the rearview mirror and someone was there, cold eyes watching you from behind a really neat Ghostface mask— like the one from the last movies or so, but it seemed expensive.

“Don’t move if you don’t want your beautiful brain mass decorating the interior of your car.” His deep, husky voice with a british accent spoke, and your spine immediately went cold.

“I-I don ‘t have any money on me.” Your voice was shakier than ever. 

“Oh, darling, it’s not money that I want, no.” His tone was calm, far too calm for someone in his position. You wonder if he’s ever done this before.

Realization hit you like a truck. The tears in your sleep deprived, exhausted eyes fell down with ease, wetting your red cheeks in embarrassment. No, this couldn’t be happening to you. You looked further into the parking lot, watching the guy from earlier walking towards the car. You couldn’t even process your movements when you quickly lowered your head and got out of the car, hoping he’d be too much of a coward to pull the trigger, and ran towards the man who you previously misjudged for a creep. He was there to save you, your hero. And it never even crossed your mind that you could be putting this poor man in danger by doing this, until your face hit his chest, sobbing uncontrollably as you screamed for help. He hugged you close, almost suffocating you with his force, and he shushed you, easing you down. But this felt off, why wasn’t he startled? Why wasn’t he on full alert mode? Oh, no. Nononono, you were so fucked. 

The guttural laugh he let out that followed your second realization made the electric waves go straight to his cock, groping your tits and waist as he forced you against him. You tried pushing him away, but he was too big – and definitely too strong to be affected by your pointless attempts.

That other man, slightly shorter than the beast cupping your breasts from behind, approached you with tape and rope in his hands. “No, no, no. I'll give you anything you want. Please, no. Not this, nonono-” your pleas were muffled by the tape covering your mouth as the guy behind you held you in place. You kicked your feet in the air, but they were too strong, and you were simply too small compared to them. You were the sweet little lamb to their torturous slaughter.

Rope burned your wrists as you tried wriggling away from confinement, but it was all useless. This was no movie, you didn’t carry a magical pocket knife that could really come in handy right now, and you were at mercy of two insanely big masked men who decided to land their hands on you – without even asking you out first. 

Rude.

They dragged you to your car, throwing you in the backseat. The shorter one looked for your phone in your purse as the taller one got in the driver’s seat, doing everything you apparently forgot how to do. “Ghost, turn off her phone, ja?” He said, taking a glance at you with eyes shut and tears falling down from your eyes. 

The drive was somehow silent, filled with your sobs and pants as they went down the dark roadway, this ‘Ghost’, whom you assumed would be short for ‘Ghostface’, sometimes turning back to check on you. You got exhausted, from crying, from fighting, from the shift. Why did you have to get kidnapped after a long day of work, especially during Halloween, why not in the morning? Maybe it was really fucked up that the thing you got angry the most was this being a lost day of work. Come on, if you knew you would die on a certain day, would you even show up?

You didn’t know when but you fell asleep somewhere in the forced trip to an unknown destination, waking up when your nose forgot to breathe for a solid minute. You looked to the sides, so many trees, such a dense forest you were getting into, the dirt road making nothing but get the car dirty – your car, which you have worked your ass off to be able to pay for.

You’re dozing off when the car stops, and the comforting sound of the engine dies. 

They get out, getting back on their feet to drag you around. “Stop- fuckin’ struggling.” Ghost said between gritted teeth as he threw you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. To him, though, you probably didn’t. Your eyes could register a small part of where you were at, a not so big cabin surrounded by nature, and no civilization for at least thirty kilometers. That was it, they were going to carve your organs out and dissect your body to sell in the dark web. Probably. That was the only thing they could do, right?

You were thrown on a thin mattress like a worthless bag of potatoes, tape being ripped off of your face to make you wince in pain. Screaming was worthless, you had already learned that, so your mouth stayed shut. 

“Hase, don’t give us that look.” The taller one said. He also had an accent, a german one, that was almost too sweet compared to the behemoth of a man he was.

“What do you want from me?” Your voice cracked from being quiet all this time, your throat was completely dry.

You heard a laugh coming from Ghost before he crouched down to get in your eye level. You could see him tearing your clothes off, hungrily inhaling your scent as he pretty much eye fucked you. 

The hand squeezing your throat brought you back to reality again as he pressed you against the wall. "I can't believe we finally have hands on her. König, it's fuckin’ unreal." He said excitedly.

What weird names they had was your first thought. The second one was who the fuck were they and why were they obsessed with you.

What seemed to be König walked over to you, caressing from your ankles to your thighs and laughing at your attempts to squirm away. "You're gonna be such a tasteful, little pet, maus."

"Please, no." You looked away in embarrassment, pressing your thighs together and close to your body. Your hands were hurting behind your back, tied way too tight around your wrists.

"Ah, yes, darling. You're gonna be such a good girl for us, won't 'ya?" Ghost asked, grabbing your face towards him. "Good little girl, are gonna take it all like a good slut."

"No- please" you cried. "I'm- please, no- I'm still a virgin." You sobbed, looking away from him.

Were you really that dumb and naive to think they would back down, pity you? No, no. You were wrong, so, so wrong. Your sentence only brought them life, covering their eyes with a spark. Not only were you their perfect little prey, but they would have the privilege of being your first? This was too good to be true.

"Kleine maus… where were you this whole time?" König walked towards you, gently grabbing a fistful of your hair and making you look up at him. The tent in his pants was displayed in front of your face, and you weren't able to ignore the elephant in the room. He caressed your mascara stained cheeks with his free hand, and in a moment of complete uncertainty, you gave in to his touch, raising your chin to get the last bit of his affection, only to have his large palm meeting your cheek in a painful slap.

Ghost kneeled down beside you, running his hand along your chest and squeezing your tits. You tried to move your arms and get away from the rope, and he noticed your failed attempts. "It's hurting…" you gave him doe, teary eyes.

He glanced at König, who gave a small nod. "Want me to take those off, eh?" He asked, and you nodded in response. He undid the knot, freeing you and letting you rub your wrists. Before you could even think of doing anything, the same gun from before appeared in your sight again. He held it to your forehead, squeezing your neck with his free hand. "Don't try anything stupid."

You nodded, tears slowly falling down from your eyes again. As he pointed the gun towards you, the taller one didn't even struggle as he ripped your shirt off, the shitty fabric of your uniform not really helping with anything. He took off your pants and panties, throwing them somewhere in the cabin along with your bra. 

He made you kneel in front of him, ordering you to undo his pants. You hesitated, but the gun jiggling in front of you was enough motivation. Your small fingers worked the zipper down, bringing his pants and boxers low enough to expose his cock, which was too heavy to stand on its own. His arms were crossed in front of him, waiting patiently for your initiative. Your hand grabbed his dick, putting the tip in your mouth, trying not to break eye contact as your teeth slowly grazed his head. "You'll be dead before you even try." His tone gave you a reality check, bringing the consciousness back to your body.

You worked your head back and forth, trying to take his size in your mouth like those greedy girls in porn, from where you had your knowledge. You gave head before, just not for someone as big as this guy. 

Hands roamed your body again, flickering your hard nipples and squeezing your tits. His right hand, the one who held the gun, brushed the cold tip from your neck to your lower stomach before sliding the cold barrel in your slick. You moaned, not expecting such a thing. He worked the length between your folds, laughing as he felt your wetness dripping down his fingers.

It was a natural, physiological reaction of the female body, it’s not like you could control it, but the look of shame in your face when you realized your body had betrayed you was worthless in their eyes. “Hmm, don’t give us that look. You want it so bad, don’t you?” Ghost whispered to you. “Ride it.”

“What?” You pulled away from the cock in front of you, staring at him with widened eyes.

“I didn’t tell you to stop.” König growled, shoving his dick inside your mouth again as he had a fistful of your hair in his grasp. He abused your throat, making you gag and drool all over your tits.

“And I told you to ride it. Come on, baby, wanna see you getting off on it. Such a needy ‘lil thing, show us how much of a slut you are.” Ghost’s voice in your ear made you clench around nothing, making you slowly move your hips as your brain turned into putty and was melting out your ears.

Your eyebrows were furrowed, but you still managed to keep eye contact with König. “Aw, hase… don’t look at me like that.” He said, filling your mouth with his fat cock. “Why ‘you looking at me angry? Hm? You should be thankful.” He groaned, letting his head fall back at how good you hollow your cheeks for him. He raised his shirt, letting you look at his perfect toned body, that fucking attractive happy trail he snudged your nose at. “Answer me, schatzen, why are you angry? Be thankful that I’m even fucking your mouth. Say thank you.”

The humiliation of riding the gun and having your throat abused washed away your self respect, mumbling ‘thank you’ while your mouth was filled with his dick. “What is it? I didn’t understand you.” He laughed, looking deep into your eyes as you tried to say it again, only for it to be muffled by his size invading your throat. 

The coil inside your stomach grew painfully with each time you moved, and Ghost helped it by playing with your tits and moving the gun. You were so wet it was pathetic. Your hips moved back and forth, chasing your high as he pulled the object away from your pussy, slapping your oversensitive clit to watch you cry.

You gagged, cried at the humiliation when König pulled out from your mouth, your puffy, swollen lips still connected to him by strings of saliva. Your mind was white from the denial, making you see stars while your world spun. “Whose slut are you?" He slapped his cock in your face, smearing tears and drool in your cheeks. You coughed, mewling a 'you'. "Whose fucking slut are 'ya?" König yelled.

"Yours." You said, fighting the tears again.

Another time, his hand slapped your face. "Whose?" He yelled.

"Yours!" You screamed, crying out.

"Good girl." König pumped his cock a few times in your face before stepping back, letting Ghost finally stand in front of you with his dick free, spouting precum from the tip. The barrel of the gun invaded your fucked out mouth, you tried resisting, shaking your head away from him, but as soon as his hand grabbed your cheeks, forcing your mouth open, you finally complied. “How does it taste, hm?” He laughed, pulling it away and pressing it against your forehead as he stepped towards you. You sucked in the knot in your throat and started to bob your head up and down his shaft, jerking off the length that didn't fit your mouth. "God, that 'lil mouth of yours." He moaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head. "Such a better use for it when it's wrapped around my cock."

The same weapon he made you get off to was being held at your face to make you suck him off. Maybe you were a little fucked up to get so aroused by the thrill of getting hurt, maybe you did need help, like a coworker of yours said once. Your free hand pulled his pants down lower, grabbing his muscular thigh for support. He seemed to have enjoyed that as he moaned when your nails dug into his skin.

"Come here." He snatched your hand, walking backwards and pulling you forward, making you get on your hands and knees. He kneeled in front of you as König positioned himself behind you, easing his long fingers into your sopping cunt. When you opened your lips to moan, your mouth was filled with Ghost’s cock again. He pushed his shirt over his head, exposing himself fully to you, and that alone made your toes curl.

They were built like gods, every single aspect. Fat, veiny cocks that would usually make you drool watching porn, strong arms, wide shoulders, that slutty fucking waist. Fuck off, you were attracted to them. What could you even do? You’re already there, being finger fucked and having your mouth stuffed by two complete c̶r̶e̶e̶p̶s̶ strangers, you might as well enjoy it.

It doesn’t take long for you to feel a bulbous tip pressing against your entrance, pushing past it. “Relax.” König ordered, feeling your gushy walls squeezing hard. You weren’t used to that feeling, let alone with someone of his size. He pushed it in with a slow thrust, readjusting himself behind you so he could be closer. It was painful, yet addictive, but you needed him to move. He slowly started to mold you to accommodate his sheer size, moving just enough to turn you into a babbling mess, having your moans muffled by Ghost’s cock.

Your jaw was sore, but Ghost’s pace as he forced his dick into your throat made you fuck yourself back into König. His hips were smacking onto your ass, massive hands grabbing on the fat of your hips with full force, making you wince in pain as the thought of being marked by them crossed your mind.

When you thought your jaw couldn’t stand it anymore, Ghost pulled out, laughing at your fucked out face when you gasped for air. “Such a messy eater, ‘luv, you do enjoy putting that mouth to use, hm?” He said as he gave you small slaps. “You’d look so good with your face covered in cum, but I don’t want the fun to end just now.”

He stood up, stretching his back as he walked towards a table in the room. You tried paying attention, but the constant movement of König’s girthy shaft pushing you forward was overwhelming. Ghost got back with what it seemed to be a camera, and you immediately hid your face in the mattress. “Come on, honey, y’don’t like watching pornos, huh? Imagining it was you getting railed by those guys. Now you’re gonna star in one. Don’t ‘ya wanna get famous?”

“Please-” you sobbed, sinking further into the mattress, but it was useless. König yanked your head back, making you face the camera.

“God, fuck, look at you.” Ghost groaned, squeezing your tear, saliva and mascara stained face as his dick twitched upwards. “You’re so fucking pretty like this, so much prettier.” 

“Please, pleaseplease-” You cried, shutting your eyes closed, only to have your mouth stuffed with Ghost’s large fingers. He’d lost the gun somewhere, you had only realized that now. One of König’s arms was thrown around you, hands finding your clit to rub circles on it, and the other one was entwined with yours behind your back, making you unable to move. Ghost grabbed your throat, filming your face as you got fucked brainless, König’s dick abusing your cervix repeatedly. He stepped back, filming your body entirely as a bulge grew on your stomach each time König thrusted. “Ahh- ahh. I’m going to..” 

And just like an asteroid crash, an orgasm hits your body, making you shake and clench inevitably around him, leaving a white ring of arousal on the base of his cock.

Suddenly, you felt empty, sighing at the loss. Your world spun when König flipped you over, laying you on your back. He grabbed the camera and Ghost immediately lined himself with your entrance, lifting his mask just enough to expose your mouth and spit on your pussy.

Your vision was foggy from such a strong orgasm, stronger than what you could achieve alone, and your cheeks were so hot you could mistake them for the sun. Ghost’s length slid inside, and König was making it his goal to record every bit of it; your pussy swallowing his cock, the way you moaned when he started fucking you, holding your thighs to each side of your head. “Fu-uck, so. Fucking. Tight.” 

König kneeled by your head, tapping the tip of his cock on your tongue and invading your mouth with all he could make it fit from this position. “Look at this greedy little throat of yours, taking my dick so well, mein liebchen.” He filmed your throat bulging with his size.

Ghost’s rapid pace was making you spiral again, his thumb massaging your sweet little bundle of nerves, increasing the knot forming in your stomach. With his free hand, he pressed your stomach, feeling himself inside you. The feeling was odd, irritating, and the fact you couldn’t voice that due to a monstrous dick making you gag was infuriating, and you struggled, hitting your hands on the mattress. But the thing that followed was nothing but a gut wrenching orgasm, your whole body spasming around his shaft and you were a whiney, crying mess. “For someone who didn’t want this you’re clearly enjoying it, aren’t ‘ya?” He asked, making you feel empty again.

König filmed your limp body before positioning the camera on the table, pointing towards the couch. He lifted you up from the mattress, almost too fucked out to function, barely even breathing and surely not able to stand on your own. He carried you to the couch, where he sat down and pulled you onto his lap, squeezing and slapping your butt. You wrapped your hands around his neck, burying your face in it as he made you sink your weight on his cock. You mewled an uncomfortable moan. “Shhh, mein blümchen, it’ll end soon, ja?” 

Ghost positioned himself behind you, and you felt a cold fluid touching your butthole. “No, nononono-” you arched your back and tried to get rid of them, but König threw both arms around your neck, locking you in position. 

Ghost’s fingers entered your empty hole and you winced in pain. “Stop squirming or it’ll be worse.”

“Please, not my ass, no.” You cried.

“Schatzen, don’t you think it’s fair, hm?” König squeezed your neck harder. “I took your pussy first, and he’ll take your ass. Now be a good girl and stop struggling. Maybe you can cum again one more time.”

“I’ll die before you rip another orgasm out of me.” You struggled to say, and he squeezed you tighter, you were sure he would snap your neck, maybe that way you could actually get some rest.

“Is that a challenge?” Ghost gnarled. As soon as he withdrew his fingers, you thought you had finally won something, but he soon replaced them with his cock.

König let go of you, grabbing your waist to finally move you onto his dick as you've been cockwarming him for the whole interaction. He groaned, feeling you getting tighter with Ghost's length inside of your ass. You sank your face in the crook of his neck, licking and sucking at his skin. You felt the sharp growing beard in his face grazing your cheek, and he lifted the mask just enough to let it rest on his nose.

Fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck was he pretty. Handsome. Spectacular. Defined jawline, beautiful fucking nose. Scar cutting his lips. He was divine. His mouth was inviting, so, so inviting as he looked at you with a pussy drunk stare, mouth slightly ajar. Fuck it. Your own mouth was salivating at his sight.

You kissed him desperately, sucking his tongue then biting his bottom lip. You had almost forgotten about the pain of getting both holes stretched out by them. Ghost pulled his mask up to his nose too, bending over your body to mark up your neck.

If you thought König's tongue was heavenly, it was clearly before Ghost was sucking and playing with your neck as they rutted their throbbing cocks into you. "Told 'ya it'd ease down, darling." He whispered as he finally heard your moans again.

"Fuck off-" your sentence was cut off with König's large palm slapping your face, immediately leaving a mark. He grabbed it, then pulled his mask back down.

"Show some fucking respect, slut." He said between gritted teeth. "'Ya need some sense fucked into you? Wasn't this enough?"

His eyes darkened and he growled at how good your pussy clenched around him. You shook your head, looking down in embarrassment. Ghost played with your tits, pinching your nipples between his fingers as you bounced up and down. His mouth traveled down from your neck to your shoulder, where he left a pretty fucked hickey.

"Wanna take care of her ass?" Ghost asked, getting a hum in response. "Come here, darling." He sat on the couch, pulling you on his lap, just like you previously was on König's. 

You sit on his dick, arching your pretty ass in the air to have König brutally shoving his cock into your gaped hole, muttering curses in german. Ghost's pace wasn't also so friendly, but it felt like the world spun on its axis when you looked at his face. Jesus fucking Christ. This man was something else.

Maybe that's why his tongue was so good on your neck, look at that pretty mouth of his, all at mercy for you.

You kiss him feverishly, tongue invading his mouth as you memorized his flavors. God he was a good kisser. You wondered how his head game would be, if he'd let his tongue flat, lick you like ice cream on a cone as you drip down his fingers.

Their cocks are hitting your spots just right, and you can feel something building up again, the coil you swore you wouldn't have again. Orgasming right now would make them get all cocky and raise their ego.

Fighting against it was like pouring gasoline on a fire. With all the thrusts, all the kisses, all the bruises, you finally collapsed. You screamed as you came, wetting the poor Ghost who was beneath you. "Such a filthy slag you are. Look at you, pet, can't stop yourself from cumming and making a mess on our cocks. You're so sick for enjoying this, but you can't stop it, can 'ya? Can't stop yourself from liking this."

Ghost's words were quick, his gaze was locked on your eyes as he worked his hips upwards. You can tell he's been holding his breath for a few seconds when you feel your pussy getting full of his cum. You were too in trance to complain. 

"Gonna fill you up real good, mein schatz. Tell me how bad you want it." König said, but as he met with silence, his arms crossed in front of you, holding you in a headlock. "Tell me how fucking bad you want it, tell me you want my fucking cum inside your ass."

"Please…" you screamed. "Please, please cum inside me. I'm your good little slut, I am, I promise. I'll take it all." 

You couldn't even believe the words spilled from your mouth like a waterfall, you didn't mean to. His thrusts became erratic, and in the final one, he came. He came so hard inside your ass, so thick that it dripped from your ass down to your pussy, meeting with Ghost's cum.

König quickly grabbed the camera and filmed your cum covered pussy and your gaping holes, desperate after being fucked senseless by their dicks. Cum dripped down to Ghost's crotch, and your body finally shut down.

From what you knew, you were cleaned, it seemed like they cared after you, giving you a shower. You could only remember glimpses of it, as most of your vision was blacked out. Right now, whoever this chest was, it was the perfect place to finally sleep.

[httpsghostie]

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Did the Pinterest thing where you search for a name + core, pick six pictures, and did it for tha Ghost. I admit I cheated bc shit for König and fanart kept popping up.

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[httpsghostie]

WHAT IS NUPPLE FRUIT

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favorite color? Red

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last thing you googled? Jessica Lord (bc Matt Rife is dating her lmfaoo)

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[httpsghostie]

I misread your user as httyghost and was fully convinced that you called yourself how to train your ghost until I realized that I'm stupid and can't read

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[httpsghostie]

when the smut you wrote in a bus on a six hour trip back home inspires people to write-

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You both know?

messing about with two best friends doesn’t go as planned, the two begin arguing over you.. but come to an agreement.

Credits; @httpsghostie

Mattheo and Theodore have caught on. How? I don’t know. All I know is that they’ve caught on.

They haven’t bothered to keep it lowkey either, they make it so fucking obvious. Mattheo especially.

Last week, I was talking to Theodore in class and Mattheo decided it would be a good time to start fingering me.

“Keep talking.” Mattheo encouraged, his three fingers pumping in and out of my wetness. I nodded, mumbling words to Theodore.

He noticed and found it hard to hide, both his boner and his anger.

Theodore got him back, though. He took me to his dorm, left hickies all over my body and to top it off, he recorded me begging to cum and sent it to Mattheo.

The next day, Mattheo replied with a video of his own. It was a video of his face, in my pussy, dark eyes staring up at the camera. My screams were heard in the background.

I was shocked that they were recording the stuff we’d do, but I was also turned on. I decided I would send something too, so I added the both of them to a group chat.

I sat down on my bed, phone in hand. My phone was pointed at the mirror, recording my reflection as I spread my legs.

I was smart enough to use an emoji to cover my parts, just to tease them even more.

Y: You two wanna see more?

M: fuck yes, please.

T: Mhmm fuck.

Y: Come to my dorm.

It took two minutes for my door to swing open, the two of them quickly walking in. As soon as the door shut behind them, I took the blanket off my body.

My legs spread wide, hand between them. I moaned out their names as I fingered myself, back arching off the bed.

I used my free hand to take my shirt off, putting my massive boobs on display. Mattheo groaned, walking over to the bed. Theodore followed behind.

Their eyes didn’t know where to look. My pussy? My boobs, or my face?

Theodore places a hand on my thigh and I look up. “I didn’t say you could touch me.” I spit out, to which he removes his hand.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mattheo palm his bulge. I grab my wand off the beside table with my free hand, throwing a spell his way. His hands are now tied behind his back.

“And I didn’t say you could touch yourself.” I inform, glaring at him. Mattheo groans, trying to free his hands. Theodore attempts to touch himself, but I’m too quick.

Too quick for the both of them. I flick my wand again, two chairs appearing at end of the bed. “Sit down.” I demand, they listen.

I lay myself back down, pumping my fingers inside me. “Fuckkk” I groan, spreading my legs wider.

They gasp, watching cum leak from my pussy. I use my fingers to scoop up a bit. “Please, baby, please.” Theodore groans, looking at me desperately.

I bring my cum coated finger to his lips, letting him lick every last drop off it. Mattheo groans, “Fuck you, what the fuck!” He spits out.

I roll my eyes, taking more of my cum onto my fingertip. “Open your mouth, slut.” I demand, glaring into his brown eyes. He raises his brows, but opens his mouth.

He bites down on my finger, forcing me to use my free hand to slap him. I pull my finger out of his mouth, looking down at his pants.

“I’m going to cum, y/n!” Mattheo mumbles, wrapping his leg around me, making me fall onto his lap. I grunt, grabbing his throat.

“Cum and I’ll make you watch Theodore fuck me.” I demand. He groans, his head falling into my breasts. Kisses are placed along my skin and I feel something wet below me.

I jump up, looking down at Mattheo’s wet patch. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Can’t even hold back, baby boy?” I laugh, walking over to Theodore.

I walk behind him, untying his hand. “No, please!” Mattheo whines. I giggle, “Wait two seconds.” Theodore nods at me.

I head over to Mattheo, pulling both his pants and boxers down. His hard, swollen dick springs up to his belly button. I wrap my hand around it, squeezing it tightly in my hand.

Mattheo moans softly, “Fuck me.”

I pull away, heading back over to Theodore. My lips smash against his, tearing his clothes off as he kisses back. I push myself agaisnt his bare body, grabbing his hard cock.

“Fuck me as hard as you want baby.” I whisper into his ear, putting myself down on my bed. Theodore stares at me in awe, unsure of what he wants to do with me.

He walks over, pushing me back into the mattress. Moans leave my lips as he pushes inside me, starting at a slow pace. My body moves with his, moving even faster with every quick thrust.

“She’s so tight, Mattheo.” Theodore laughs, holding back his moans. My eyes lock with Mattheos, watching him watch us makes me so wet.

My walls clench around him and he groans, voice loud. “Fuck, she must like seeing you watch.” Theodore informs, rolling his hips against me.

Theodore’s cock slides in and out, tip hitting a newfound sweet spot. I groan, my eyes still locked with Mattheo’s.

“This could’ve been you.” I speak in his head. He glares at me, face red. “You should’ve just behaved.”

Mattheo groans, lowering his head. Theodore lifts my legs up, letting them wrap around him as he tries at another angle. My moans grow louder as I meet him halfway.

Our bodies rock together. His thrust grow sloppy and he twitches inside me. “Cum inside.” I speak, causing Mattheo’s head to shoot up.

Theodore nods, shooting his seed deep inside my worked up pussy. I moan loudly, “Fuck Theodore!” I whimper.

He slides out of me, helping me up. Mattheo looks to me, tears threatening to leave his eyes.

“Poor baby. You want me to touch you, hm?” I whisper, tilting my head. Theodore follows behind me, holding my hips. Mattheo whines at me, bucking his hips.

I nod at Theodore. He nods back, walking around to untie him. I grab Mattheos hand, leading him toward the bed.

“You can decide what we do my baby.” I whisper, kissing him softly. He smiles at me, nodding back.

Mattheo positions himself at my pussy, sliding inside me. Theodore slides his cock in my mouth.

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Thank you @httpsghostie, for letting me use your idea! I love your writing, you’re extremely talented n I really enjoy reading everything you post!! 🩷🩷

[httpsghostie]

my heart is broken 🤦🏾‍♀️ and i’m pissed because they’ve been torturing vincent (inquisitor) for 7 months!!! 7 months and he unfortunately kept everything bottled up.

I didn't know they've been doing this for this whole time, and I feel so sad that Vincent didn't reach out for help because he was probably afraid. I loved his videos, and I wish that the people who caused this will be held criminally accountable for their actions. it's not okay to make people's life hell because you want attention.

[httpsghostie]

what happened to inquisitor ghost on tiktok is so tragic. social media truly is a plague. i just hope his family and friends are able to find peace.

words hurt, think before you fucking press send.

[httpsghostie]

my heart goes out to inquisitore3's family, friends and anyone currently struggling after hearing the news ❤️‍🩹

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