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Day 02 Kinktober

Mind Control - Dark fic.

Pairings: Dark Loki/ Reader

Warnings: Non-con, supressed memories, mind control. Dark Loki. R*pe. Do not read if any of these could trigger you.

MINORS DNI!

This is not a cute story.

Loki is your sisters boyfriend, but he takes a liking to you.

You groaned as you rolled over, your alarm clock blaring Master of Puppets across the room. You didn't want today to happen. You were supposed to be going to stay with your sister for a week, help her settle in to her new home. This wasn't what was bothering you. It was her boyfriend, well now fiancé.

Loki.

You'd been 16 the first time you met him, when Annabelle - your sister- brought him home to join the family holiday. Your parents were enamoured quickly but you always felt something was off with him. With the way his eyes lingered on your body for too long. His gaze always dark and mischievous as he looked you way.

On top of that you'd had to give up spending time with your boyfriend and that put you in a sour mood. He'd planned a cute little getaway for you both and you were hoping to lose your virginity on it. Despite pleading with your mum and dad, they hadn't budged. So you'd had to cancel on Steve.

Thankfully he didn't seem mad, a little upset. But he assured you he would be okay, deciding to take his friend. You'd just assumed that he was taking James with him for a bro getaway so you were okay with that.

"Get up, Loki will be here soon to pick you up." Your dads voice called from outside your door.

Fuck. You bolt up, panic consuming you. You could have sworn Anna was supposed to be picking you up. Now you had to spend 3 hours in a car with the devil as you'd dubbed him in your head.

Dragging yourself out of bed, you throw on the ugliest, baggiest clothes you can find, opting for loose grey joggers and your boyfriends oversized hoodie. Perfect.

Grabbing your carry on and backpack you head downstairs phone in hand. As you reach the bottom step you freeze. Loki's deep voice reaching you as he makes small talk with your parents, filling them in on how Anna's doing etc.

"Is it too late to convince you to let me go with Steve instead?" you ask your mum ignoring the looming darkness that is Loki.

"We've spoke about this, your father and I don't approve of Steve. So regardless of if your sister needed help or not you wouldn't be going." She snaps, her head still turned towards the intruder.

"Whatever. Let's just go." You storm out of the door, just wanting to get the drive over with. You notice Loki's pickup and lean against the back. You look across the street at Steve's house, seeing him packing up the car. You go to call out to him, before you notice the red head walking out of his drive towards him.

You watch her embrace him in a hug, ducking behind the side of the car slightly. You watch as he shuts the door and they both get in his car, before he pulls off and drives out of view. Taking your phone out you shoot him a message.

So bummed I can't be with you. Which friend did you choose to take babe?

Stevey: Hey babe, I'm bummed too. Me and James are on our way, actually just left a moment ago.

Your eyes blur as he lies to you. Locking your phone in anger you shove it in your bag. Could today be any worse? You just found out your boyfriend is a lying scumbag and you have to spend 3 hours in a car with a man you can't stand.

You hear the front door open and your parents saying goodbye to Loki, wishing him a safe journey, before the car beeps, signalling its unlocked you climb into the passenger seat, hating that the pickup doesn't have a back seat, just a cab.

Loki climbs in just as you've buckled yourself in. "Who's Steve, petal?" He asks. No hello, how are you? Just invasive questions as per usual.

"None of your business and don't call me that." You snap, huffing in your seat. You get lightheaded for a moment almost as though something is probing at your brain. Sighing you turn to Loki.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have snapped. Steve was my boyfriend. Was being the key word, seeing as I just seen him leaving with his girl best friend, who he told me not to worry about."

Your brain hazes as you wonder why you just told him that. Fighting against the fog clouding over your brain you decide to remain silent.

"Tell me pet, has this boy had you the way I have?" He purrs, pulling away from the house.

Your body freezes, fog clearing slightly.

"What? You haven't had me. So fuck off Loki. I'm not in the mood for your mind games." You hiss.

"But they're always so fun. You put up such a fight every time, until you remember how you bled and came apart on my cock."

"What the fuck are you talking about? Have you gone insane?" You spit, Goosebumps rising on your skin.

His dark laugh fills the cab. "Ahh Petal, you always bring me so much fun."

"But for now I need to drive. So go to sleep for a few hours and while you sleep remember."

You try to fight the sleep that suddenly clouds you, exhaustion growing in the deepest parts of you. Your eyes close of their own accord and you succumb to the blackness. Memories flicker behind your eyelids before one comes into focus.

You stand in the corner as your younger self haunches over a desk, English homework splayed over the surface. The door opens and you watch from the corner as Loki stalks up behind the 16 year old you.

You watch as the portrayal of you tense. You feel a probing in your mind as you remember the events that had been supressed. A voice whispers in your mind telling you to strip and you watch in horror as the younger you follows the command.

Standing up from the desk and robotically stripping off her clothes.

Another whisper causes you to flinch as younger you tenses, trying to fight off the mental manipulation that shouldn't be possible.

'Good girl, now get on the bed. Hands and knees.'

The younger version of you obeys, body still tense. You watch Loki stalk forward gripping the arse cheeks of the girl on the bed, admiring the view he shouldn't be seeing.

"Tell me has anyone ever broken in your tight pussy, or is my cock going to be the first, the only?"

Your younger self mumble a reply you don't catch, but Loki does.

"Good Girl" His monstrous voice purrs as he unzips his pants and palms his hard cock. You feel your stomach roll as you watch the scene unfold.

"Scream for me, your sisters and parents won't save you."

Terror eats at you as he lines himself up with your younger self. That version of you screaming as he buries himself into your untouched pussy in one brutal thrust. Tears stream down your face as Loki turns to you, locking his cold eyes on yours.

"Remember" He purrs as more memories assault you.

Image after image flash in your mind. Loki's cock buried in your throat as your sister sits dazed on the couch. Loki's head between your thighs as you sleep. His cock stretching your pussy and arse as he violates you.

Your mind blacks out as a voice reaches you.

"You have and always will be mine, Y/N"

#dark loki x reader #kinktober2022 #dark fic

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Kinktober 2022 - Day 01

Bareback/First Time

Pairings: Soft Dark Andy Barber/ Reader

Warnings: Mentions of drugging and non con touching (Not Andy), sex, oral sex, bareback, first time, roughish sex.

MINORS DNI! 18+

Day 01 Oct - Bareback with best friends Uncle Andy Barber.

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The cabin your besties parents own sits on top of the sand dune shrouded in pink and orange hues from the sinking sunset. The 3 story beach house intimidates you, never did you think in your first year of college you'd be roomed with one of the richest people in your year. Nor did you think she's turn out to be such an amazing friend.

With exam week just behind you, she offered you and your group of friends a trip to her beach house, you all agreed of course. The celebration much needed.

"Dude this is dope." Brad calls from your right, his arm draped over your shoulder. He'd been trying to get into your pants for weeks. Always being overly affectionate, you can't say you mind it. It's nice and sends tingles to all the right places. But you can't help but think something is missing. Something all consuming.

In all the romance novels you read, carnal, animalistic passion is the thing you desire most. Your best friends voice pulls you out of your thoughts.

"Just wait until tomorrow when the other houses fill, they'll be frat parties, hook-ups." As Taylor finishes her sentence she sends you a wink. She's been trying to help you lose your as she calls it - pesky virginity - since you spilled the beans about it in a drunken game of truth or dare.

"You know I have my eye of someone Tay." Brad replied tugging your body closer. You blush and look at the floor, choosing not to reply. You and your group begin the climb up the stairs, Tay and her boyfriend Branson in the lead, followed by Katie and Daryl who are then followed by Liz and her girlfriend Cheryl. Leaving you and Brad at the back.

"You okay babe?" Brad asks, locking his fingers with yours. You nod before finding your voice.

"Yeah I'm good just a little tired, finals damn near killed me." He laughs and agrees before turning to you.

"Don't worry we'll loosen you up this week, get you all refreshed and ready for year two." You blanch slightly as his words come across slightly threatening. You offer him a small smile. Your attention snapping back as you hear Taylor curse.

You reach the top of the step your eyes roving over the decking and the attractive god sat lounging on the sunbed, shorts draped low on his body, his glorious chest on display.

"Uncle Andy, what the hell are you doing here?" Taylor asks, disappointment clouding her face. The man jerks up staring at his niece in shock.

"Taylor?"

"Well duh, you don't have any other nieces or nephews."

"What are you doing here?" The god - Andy asks, his eyes roaming over the group before they settle on you, trailing up and down your curves. You shiver under his gaze.

"We're here for the week, mum and dad gave the go ahead." Taylor replies.

"Are you sure it was this week?" Andy asks, his gaze still locked on you.

"Pretty sure." Taylor replies, you watch her pull her phone out.

"Weird cause Trent said I could use the beach house this week while things are finalising with Laurie." Andy says finally looking back to his niece.

Laurie? A flare of jealously consumes your body, shocking you. You've never had such a visceral reaction to something before.

Taylor doesn't reply but brings her phone up to her ear. The group remains silent, shuffling awkwardly. Andy's eyes return to you, as he checks you out. You return the favour, eyes trailing over his glorious chest and chiselled abs. Your eyes bulge as you trail further down, his grey sweats moulding to an impressive looking bulge. You gulp as you see movement beneath the joggers.

Gulping you look back at the mans face, finding a smirk and his eyes locked on you. He winks at you before turning back to his niece.

"But Mom" Taylor cuts off.

"Ugh fine." She hangs up before turning a glare in her uncles direction

"Apparently they thought we were here next week." She huffs.

"Ahh. Well don't worry. You'll barely know I'm here." Andy says before turning and walking into the house.

Taylor turns back to the group. "Sorry guys. At least my uncles pretty cool. He'll stay out of our way.

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Taylor had been right, mostly. Andy had stayed out of the way the last few days. Well around everyone else at least. He seemed to be around when you were on your own quite a bit. You'd had a fair few conversations with the man. Your crush growing further as he makes you laugh and teases you endlessly, walking around shirtless. The pants he's wearing getting tighter.

Or maybe you were just fixating on the monster between his legs. It's been a feature in your fantasies over the past few days as you held the shower head against your clit, Andy's name a whisper on your lips.

Tonight Taylor was throwing a party, so you were looking forward to that. She's picked out a royal blue dress to wear with a shorter skirt than you were comfortable wearing. But you thought fuck it. I'll be drunk enough that I won't be self conscious.

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The night rolled around and before you knew it you were 5 drinks in and god knows how many shots. Your vision was blurry as you danced with the rando grinding against you. You began to get lightheaded as the LEDs strobed around the improvised dance floor.

Pulling away from the rando you walked into the kitchen and out onto the deck. Fresh air, helps clear your head as you hear the door open and close behind you.

"You look beautiful tonight babe." Brad's voice slurs as he wraps his arms around you from behind, his hard cock presses into your arse as you wiggle to get free.

"Brad." You start, cut off by his hand wrapping around your throat.

"Now now. You've been a cock tease since I met you. Now I'm finally going to take what's mine." Anger fills his tone as he grinds against you.

"No Brad, stop." You struggle to get the words out because of how tight his grip in. Swaying you try to turn in his grip.

"Yes. You want it. I know you do." Brad hisses, groping your breast through your dress.

"Let me go." You rasp as he tugs on the dress, revealing your bare breast to the cool night air. Your nipple pebbles under the breeze and he squeezes in painfully.

"Stop." Your plea is ignored as he pulls on your nipple.

"You heard the lady." A deep voice breaks through the lusty haze in your brain.

"Fuck off Old Man." Brad snaps his hand freezing, as he locks eyes with Andy who's now stood at the top of the stairs. Your eyes plead with Andy.

A murderous look snaps over Andy's vision as he approaches you and Brad.

"Old man, huh? How about you let her go and I'll show you just how old I am." He threatens.

Brad laughs behind you, releasing you quickly enough that you stumble into the railing. "Babe, just wait there. Let me deal with this perv. Then we can get back to what we were doing."

"Not going to happen." Andy says calmly.

Brad approaches Taylors Uncle, fists raised. "Come on then Old man." He taunts, while Andy remains still, unthreatened, calm.

"I've seen you watching her this entire time. You want some of her pussy don't you?"

"How about I let you have her after I've hit it?" Brad offers.

You watch Andy's breathing deepen, his body tensing.

"No thanks." Andy says.

"Fine, more for me. Now leave or I'm gunna kick your ass grandpa." Brad huffs, hands dropping slightly.

"Now that I'd like to see." Andy laughs, dodging easily as Brad throws a punch. Brad stumbles on his feet, catching himself just before Andy's fist connects with his face. Your friend - well so called friend - falls to the ground knocked out cold.

Andy straightens, heated gaze travelling over your body. Stopping slightly on your exposed breast, before snapping to your face. You cover yourself as he steps closer, his hand raising to move your hair out of your face.

"You okay sweetheart?" He asks softly.

"I am now. Thank you."

"Don't mention it, been wanting to punch that guy since I saw him hand in hand with you." He admits.

"And why's that Mr Barber?" You ask, voice slurring as the adrenaline you were feelings starts to wear off.

"Because he doesn't deserve you." You smile, before stumbling, drinks hitting you harder.

"How much did you drink sweetheart?" He asks, a worried look on his face as he cradles you against his body.

"Not that much." You hiccups as your vision starts to blacken.

"Shit, sweetheart." You can see Andy's lips move but his voice sounds far away.

"Y/N keep your eyes open." You eyes close as darkness consumes you, your body falling limp in the older mans arms.

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You groan as your head pounds behind your closed eye lids.

"Sweetheart?" A worried voice asks.

You inhale, a masculine smell reaching your nostrils. Panic grips you as you try to recall the events of the night before. You remember Brad being handsy and then it's blank.

"No no no." You mumble, forcing your body to sit up.

"Take it easy." Comes a familiar voice. Your eyes open resting on a worried looking Andy sat on the floor next to the bed you're lying on.

"Andy what happened?" You ask, voice hoarse.

"I'll tell you in a minute. Are you okay?"

"I think so. Got a headache and feel a little floaty."

"Okay that's normal, the doctor said you'd feel that way when you woke up. I've got some water and asprin here." You look at the nightstand noticing a glass of cold water, ice floating on the top. Next to it is a unopened box of asprin.

"What happened?" You sit up slowly, taking the water as Andy hands you the glass."

"Brad happened. Asshole drugged your drink, started to feel you up. I was coming back from the beach when I heard you asking him to let you go. Knocked him out. Then you passed out in my arms, So I called 911."

He pops out two tablets and hands them to you. " Brad got arrested. So you shouldn't have to deal with him." He tells you.

"Thank you." You say taking the pills. A cold draft alerts you to the fact that you're no longer wearing your dress.

"What happened to my clothes?"

"Paramedics, cut it off so they could place some monitor things on your chest. They wanted to take you to hospital but Taylor said you hated those places so I said I'd watch over you and call them if you worsened."

You remain silent, processing everything that happened.

"You need to rest today, okay Sweetheart. Daddy's orders." He says, his palm stroking your exposed thigh.

"What?" Your eyes bulge.

"Doctors orders. He said you need to rest." Andy sends a confused look.

"Oh okay."

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You wake up, noticing the darkness in the room, hearing the steady breathing of the person next to you. Your eyes trace over Andy's features as the moonlight illuminates his peaceful face.

He lays on top of the covers, fully clothed. You turn on your side admiring his beauty.

"Quit staring at me." He laughs, his eyes popping open.

"Sorry, I can't help it." You admit, a tingle starting in between your thighs.

"I know I'm beautiful, right?" He jokes, turning to face you.

"You are." He freezes for a moment.

"I have noting compared to your beauty sweetheart." A blush rises on your cheeks.

"I mean it. Ever since I've laid eyes on you. I've been bewitched. It took everything in me to not kill that asshole last night. Not because you were so obviously not into it. But because he had his hands on something that was mine."

Your breath hitches, the tingles turning to throbbing as your entire body heats.

"Andy." You breath out.

"I know. You probably don't feel the same and that's okay. I won't act on my feelings." Andy says, smiling softly at you.

"I do. When I saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful man I had ever seen. Then I got to know you and I thought there was no way you could be that person. Someone as amazing as you has to have some flaws. But you don't. You're amazing. I want you so badly Andy." You whisper the last part.

Andy's eyes flame with lust as he sits up, leaning over you.

"Are you sure sweetheart?"

"I've never been surer of anything Andy. I need you." You breath stutters as he grips your throat gently.

"Yeah, you need Daddy's to treat you right? Fuck you the way you've always imagined but never been able to find." His thumb rubs over your pulse.

"I've never -" You stop, a blush spreading over your body.

"You've never what? Had sex?" Andy asks, keeping his eyes locked on yours.

You shake your head and hear him curse.

"I'll stop if this is too much."

"Please don't stop... Daddy." You beg, thrusting your chest up.

"Okay sweetheart. Well I'm not going to fuck you, not this time. This time I'm going to make love to you. The way you deserve. I'm going to eat your out and finally get a taste of that pussy I've been craving. Then when you've cum on my face a few times. I'm going to stretch that tight little cunt on my thick cock."

His hand trails down your chest, to find the hem of the top your wearing he tugs it up and you sit up allowing him to remove it.

"But first, first Daddy is going to get a taste of your lips." With that he leans forward and captures your lips in a mind blowing kiss. His soft lips caress your own, his beard tickling your face causing you to shiver in delight.

Andy kissed down your body, placing soft kisses on the curves of your breasts before flicking his tongue against your nipple. The contact has sparks shooting through your body, your slick dripping into the mattress below. He spends some time appreciating your breasts before kicking the covers onto the floor and crawling between your legs.

His nose nudges your mound. "You smell divine babygirl." You blush as you wriggle, trying to get away from him.

"Don't be nervous sweetheart." He says as his tongue teases your slit. He finds your clit straight away his tongue swiping over the swollen bud. A growl vibrates against you as Andy eyes lock onto yours.

"Taste like heaven." He moans as he nudges your thighs apart with his shoulders. Something prods at your entrance and you moan as he eases a finger into you, finding your g-spot straight away. Stars burst in your eyes.

"Please Daddy."

"Already so desperate baby girl." He teases, adding another finger and assaulting your clit with his mouth.

"Cum babygirl, soak my face." His mouth latches onto your clit as he sucks. Your body tenses as you leap over the edge of oblivion. Your pussy pulses around his fingers, but he doesn't stop.

He adds a third finger, stretching you further as his teeth graze over your clit. "One more for me baby girl." You hear his muffled words, your body rising again as your hips buck against his face. You bite your wrist to stop from screaming as your thighs lock around his head and he throws you into another mind numbing orgasm.

He pulls his face back, eyeing you hungrily. Slowly he removes his fingers before launching up and claiming your mouth with his. You moan as you taste yourself on his lips. His wet beard smearing your release on your face.

After a moment he pulls back and climbs off the bed, dropping his sweats and removing his t-shirt. His cock stands hard and long. Throbbing and leaking at the tip.

"I don't think that's going to fit." You admit nervously.

"It will babygirl, daddy's gunna go nice and slow okay?" Andy reassures you.

"Okay daddy." You nod sheepishly.

Andy climbs on the bed, settling between your thighs. His cock rests against your slit.

"Condom daddy." You remind him.

"Shit. I haven't got any. I'll just pull out babygirl. I'm clean I swear."

"Okay Daddy, but you have to pull out." He nods as he rubs his cockhead over your clit, making you shudder.

"Ready babygirl?"

"Yes Daddy."

With your words he thrusts forward his head slipping into you. You hiss as his girth stretches you more than his fingers did.

"It will hurt at first baby, but then it's all pleasure." He tells you.

"I can do it." You tell him.

Andy's eyes watch as he sinks into your tight heat. Inch after inch disappearing into your untouched body. He feels the resistance of your hymen and looks at you.

"This bits going to really hurt sweetheart." You nod and bite your lip.

Taking that as confirmation he pushes past the barrier in one brutal thrust that has you crying out.

"Sssh it's okay babygirl." Andy stays still allowing you time to adjust.

The pain slowly starts to ease as you gyrate your hips against him. "Fuck me Daddy."

It's almost like something snaps in Andy, he withdraws completely before slamming back in, setting a brutal pace.

"So tight babygirl. Milking my cock perfectly. Tell me baby girl. How good does my cock feel?" He demands, a darker side of him coming out.

"So good Daddy, you're so big."

"Yeah? You like daddy's cock filling you up?" He teases, one of his hands finding your throat, eyes locked on yours.

"I do daddy."

"Imagine how nice it would be to have my cum filling you baby girl." He moans as his hips connect with your arse. You whine as you pussy clenches around him.

"Already close? My little slut loves my cock doesn't she?" Andy pants removing his hands and lifting your legs so your ankles rest on his shoulders.

"I do daddy. I want it." You moan.

"Want what baby? My cock, my cum. Want me to fill you up, make your belly nice and round" Andy's voice grows harsher as he leans over you, railing into you.

"I want it daddy." You plead, no other thought in your head except being his cumdumpster.

"Beg for it."

His thumb starts to circle your clit, making your delirious.

"Please daddy. I need your cum." You whine, pussy spasming around his throbbing cock.

"That's it sweetheart, milk my cock." He groans as you cum around him, drenching his thighs.

"Here it comes baby." He warns.

You cry out in extasy as you cum around him again, feeling him throb inside you before heat fills you up. Andy growls as he empties himself into you.

He lets your legs drop and kisses you as he softens inside you, the mixture of your release with his trickling out of you and staining the mattress. You remain that way for a few minutes before he rolls off you and flops at your side.

"Fuck sweetheart, I haven't cum that hard in years." He tells you, making you blush before you remember he came inside you.

"Andy. I'm not on birth control." You panic.

He cradles you against him. "It's okay, I'll fix it."

He reassures you. You snuggle into him, relaxing, before falling asleep.

An hour or so later you wake up and head to the bathroom, cleaning yourself up while you're there. As you turn to leave you notice a box of unopened condoms sat next to the sink.

What the hell?

#andy barber fanfiction #andy barber x reader #kinktober #kinktober2022 #soft dark andy barber #smut

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hypersonicxd-blog · 3 years ago

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some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

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💌yandere starter prompts💌

“I saw you last night…you looked beautiful.”

“God, you have no idea how amazing you are, do you?”

“I don’t wanna hurt you, baby.”

“You think that I’m watching you? Don’t flatter yourself…”

“This world doesn’t deserve an angel like you.”

“I think they might be a problem. Don’t worry, love, I’ll take care of them for you.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes if it means we’ll be together forever, my sweet.”

“You will do what I ask.”

“If you just do what you’re fucking told then we wouldn’t have a problem, would we?”

“Where’s that smile I’m looking for, sugar?”

“So…do you want your underwear back?”

“Sweetheart, I have to mark you. How else is everyone gonna know you’re mine?”

“You’ve been so good lately, my pet. Don’t make me have to punish you…”

“I fucking need you more than I need to breath.”

“If you leave me, I’ll die!”

“I know you liked them, sweetie, but they were keeping you away from me.”

“You’re mine, do you understand? You belong to me.”

“Cry for me, baby.”

“I know it hurts, honey, but that’s what happens when you don’t do what I say.”

“I just want to show you how much I love you…”

“Don’t worry, my love, I’ll protect you.”

“The next time they touch what’s mine, I’ll cut their fucking arm off.”

“You’re so cute when you’re struggling.”

“If you don’t take your clothes off, I’ll take them off for you.”

“Just give into me, love.”

“I’ll lock you up and throw away the fucking key if you ever even think about doing anything like that again, do you hear me?”

“I wish you would just let me have you…”

“I just want us to be happy. I had to kill them.”

“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want to you, got it?”

“Is it so hard to love me?”

“I hate it when they look at you…so fucking much…”

“You know you’re mine, don’t you?”

“Do you really think you can get away from me?”

“I know everything about you, darling, and you’re so perfect.”

“I’m madly in love with you.”

“You’re all I ever think about.”

“If you don’t kiss me, I’ll slit your fucking throat.”

“You’re such a pretty little thing tied up like that, baby.”

“Tell me how much you love me.”

“I’ll carve my name into your back if that’s what I have to do to let you know you’re mine.”

“Why’re you crying? Aren’t you happy to be with me?”

“I’ll kiss away the pain, doll.”

“I’m sorry, honey, but you made me jealous. They had to die.”

“Do you think I like hurting you? Because I fucking love it.”

“You don’t even know how lucky you are. I protect you and provide for you. Don’t act so ungrateful.”

“It’s okay to love me. Please love me.”

“I could fucking kill you right now, you know that?”

“Don’t test me, darling.”

“You think I’m jealous? Trust me, buttercup, you haven’t even seen jealousy.”

“I want to tell you I love you until my throat bleeds.”

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s-seb?!

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Happy Thirsting, Everyone 🔥🥵 (Aka Andy Barber is a DILF)

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sambucky + text posts

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Ice Nine Kills – ❛Hip To Be Scared❜ ft. Jacoby Shaddix

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Spencer Charnas in “Rainy Day”

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hypersonicxd-blog · 4 years ago

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she angy.

inspired by this

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Day 2 of Kinktober

Day 2 of Kinktober - Wet Dreams

Day 2 of Kinktober based on Zaidee (Eyrine)'s Kinktober list; https://archiveofourown.org/works/28671480

Wet Dreams - You have wet dreams about a certain one of your brothers friends. He takes the opportunity when it presents

Warnings: Explicit, F oral (Receive), M oral (Receive). Unprotected sex, breeding kink (Minor). Somnophilia (Tiny bit)

Minors DNI.

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The annual Zemo camping trip had come around, at 24 years of age you'd think the tradition would be long over by now. But no, they still happen, every year. Much to your disgrace. You'd much rather be at home getting ready for a wild party, your bestie, Dylan would be dragging you too. Where you would inevitably end up going home with someone that could fuck you six ways from Sunday.

What's worse about this trip in particular, is your brother's best friend James will be coming along. Having recently had a falling out with his roommate over his bitch of a girlfriend, according to your brother anyway. That wasn't the problem though, you just wished it was anyone but James.

For as long as you can remember, you've always had a crush on the older man. In high school you'd blush yourself silly around James and Steve, his previously mentioned roommate. They were both delicious specimens of the male population, providing you late night fuel for wet dreams, that plagued your mind whenever they were near.

"Hey doll." James voice draws your attention from your thoughts. "James." You greet, gritting your teeth. Trying not to look at him. "Awh, such a cold greeting for your bro's best friend. I'm sure you can do better than that." He says softly, walking towards you. You finally look at him, really look at him.

You bite your lip as you roam over the built physique. The shimmer of metal attracts your focus for a second, reminding you of when your older brother told you about James' accident, where he lost an arm. Thanks to a successful clinical trial the metal arm they replaced the missing limb with practically gave him back a normal life.

Except for a few broken cup and phones, once he adjusted to the strength of the artificial arm it was smooth sailing. You looked over James' shoulders, taking in the bulky expanse of him. Fuck, he'd gotten beefy, and even fucking hotter. How is that possible? What I wouldn't give to be able to put my legs over his shoulder as he eats my pu-

"Doll you got a bit of drool, right about there." A soft thumb wipes the side of your lip. You eyes watch, transfixed as he brings the thumb that just touched your mouth, to his lips and sucking on it softly. You eyes widen as your breath hitches.

"Mmmhmm, this is going to be a fun camping trip." James purrs, laughing as you continue to stare at him. "Don't worry, I had my time to drool over you earlier, when I saw you at the house, getting into the car in your tight little short shorts. Fuck. You grew up good. Real good." He says, before he turns and walks away.

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The rest of the day passed by quickly, James and Bart - your brother. You only called him Bart cause you knew it annoyed the shit out of him. They went to collect fire wood earlier after all the tents had been set up. You had your own, thankfully your parents realised enough that you were too old to be sharing a tent with your 28 year old brother and his friend.

Your body was already on edge after Jam- Bucky as he told you to call him repeatedly - had told you that he drooled over you, your mind racing at what he could mean by that. You core throbbing every time you would lock eyes with his intense stare. Biting your lip every time he drew your attention to his ridiculously big muscles.

Or his hands, oh god his hands. You wanted them on you, in you, wrapped around your throat. You wanted him to give you everything and it scared the shit out of you. When you were younger, you had more chance at controlling everything cause you knew he wasn't interested in you. He had a girlfriend, queen bee of the school.

Then a few years later, you were with Brad and he was with Mindy, his girlfriend at the time. Now you were both finally single or at least you thought he was. Bart hasn't told you any differently. Shaking your head, you try to clear your thoughts. Needing to settle down and actually sleep because knowing your parents, they've probably planned family activities for tomorrow.

Laying down on the blow up double, you toss and turn, trying to find a comfortable position. You huff as you feel your body ache for release, groaning in frustration you roll onto your back and spread your legs. Trailing a hand over your breasts you pull your tank under them, setting them free. Your nipples hardening at the cool air.

You trail your hand further down, slipping it into your panties. You find your clit, using your wetness you begin to rub circles. Mind racing to thoughts of Bucky. You quickly reach completion, moaning softly at your ride out your high. Your body finally sags against the bed, sleep taking over you quickly. You fall asleep with your tits still out and you hand cupping your pussy.

You take in his appearance before smirking at him batting your eyelashes. "Oh yeah, and what kind of greeting would you like Mr Barnes." You purr, strutting towards him, swinging your hips as you saunter closer.

"I have a few ideas, doll." He says breathlessly, eyes widening in shock and desire. "Get on your knees for me baby." He orders, watching as you obey him. He looks at you on your knees, basking in the power he feels over you. "Fuck. You have no idea how good you look on you knees."

"I'm still not understanding how this is a warmer greeting James." You say coyly, looking up at him through your lashes, while edging ever so closely to his crotch and the bulge growing there. "Do I have to spell it out for you? I know you're not that innocent. I remember all the times I would hear you breathlessly moaning mine or Stevie's name, along with the slick sounds of your dripping pussy." He moans as he unbuckles his belt.

"Yo- you heard that?" You ask shyly. "Both me and Stevie did. We used to argue over you all the time. Who of us would take your virginity. We knew you'd let us. But then you went to prom with that Stark kid and wham bam went that plan." He scoffs.

"But I'm over that now, I've got you here on your knees." He purrs as your hands reach for his button. You quickly roll his pants and underwear down to his ankles, drooling as his hard dripping length bobs in front of your face.

"Fuck Bucky." You moan as your core clenches around nothing, reminding you of just how empty you are. You manoeuvre a hand into your pants, making contact with your clit. "Fuck look at you, so desperate, I bet your soaked for me. Only me." He growls as his metal hand grips the back of your head, pulling you so your lips touch the tip of his erection.

"Open up for me." He orders, you obey him immediately. Feeling that if you don't get him inside your mouth soon you'll die. You take him into the back of your throat, still circling your swollen nub in time with your bobs. "Fuck your mouth is heaven." He moans, throwing his head back. You groan around his shaft as you insert a finger into yourself, clenching around the digit.

A high whine escapes your throat, the finger not reducing the ache in your pussy. You feel your orgasm fast approaching, drawing your finger out and circling your clit frantically.

"That's it doll, cum for me. Cum all over my face." The voice drags you out of your sleep, the pressure building in your core. "Fucccc-" A hand slaps over your mouth, smothering your moans as you tip over the edge, feeling a cold digit enter your heat.

"Good girl." Bucky's voice growls against your centre. He laps at your clit as you ride out the wave of the orgasm, lapping up all the escaping juices. "Fuck doll, thought I was dreaming when I walked past your tent, to hear you moaning my name." He purred as he sat up on his knees.

"Then I walk in here to find your tits on display and you fucking yourself with your fingers. Fuck I nearly came on the spot. My name on your lips. I couldn't stop this time." He growls surging forwards to draw you into a bruising kiss. "It was hard enough, when you were younger, you needed to have a life. Before me."

"But now, I can't help myself. You're mine now. Tell me you're mine baby." You gasp as you feel Bucky's cock nudge your entrance, arching your back you spread your legs wider, begging him to enter you.

"I'm yours James. Only yours. Always have been." You moan as you feel him enter you, stretching you so deliciously. "Fuck doll, so tight." He growls. "I'm sorry but I need to be buried in your right fucking now." With that he slams his hips into you, capturing your lips to cover the shriek that leaves you throat. The burn and ache clawing at you.

He's fucking huge, bigger than anything you've had before. "So big Buck." You moan into his lips. "Biggest you've had?" Bucky asks cockily, you nod against him. "I can tell, you're so fucking tight." He moans, trailing kisses down your neck, before placing little bites here and there. His thumb travels down your navel, before resting on your clit.

He flicks your bud. "Want you to cum with me, when I fill you up doll." He moans, circling his thumb as he picks up the pace, sliding in and out of you with more ease, thanks to your slick. "Buck, I'm not on anything." You moan out, feeling the fireworks in your body build. "Good, can't wait to see you round with me." He groans as he bites your collarbone.

"Now cum for me baby girl." He orders as he slams his hips, hitting the spongy spot inside of you. "Oh fuck, - Oh god Buck." You squeal as you gush around his cock. "Fuck that's it baby, milk me. Fuck so good." Bucky slams into you a few more times before stilling and flooding you with his seed.

He finally rolls over and settles next to you, pulling you to his chest.

"I can't believe you're finally mine Y/N"

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Day 1 of Kinktober.

Day 1 of Kinktober - Bet.

Day 1 of Kinktober based on Zaidee (Eyrine)'s Kinktober list; https://archiveofourown.org/works/28671480

Bet - It's your hen night, you should just drink and enjoy yourself. Instead you accept a bet. One that will change your life forever.

Warnings; Explicit, contains mentions of cheating. Asshole Lance except kinda not.

AN: This turned out more angsty than I meant ha. Whoops. Also I know I'm a day late but I'll catch up :D Minors DNI. Thank you.

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You gulp back water, throat dry from all the singing and laughing. You and your girls had been out for 4 hours, first food then party time. You were getting hitched in 6 weeks. You should have been excited, but you weren't you couldn't help it, but your and Jim's relationship had become stale.

Missionary sex being about as adventurous as things got, you were worried about why things had changed, was it him? Was it you? Did you repulse him now? You knew you’d gained some weight recently, but you thought you still looked good, more curvaceous and fuller figured. You’d never really been skinny, going through life as the fat friend.

It was an issue you had struggled with as long as you could remember. But you were happy, you had finally accepted who you are. Weight and all, you had become more confident. Confident enough to be wearing a figure hugging ruby red gown. Maybe you were too big for Jim now, maybe that’s why he’s been distant, and uninterested. Maybe its you who’s been un-interested. You just knew things between you weren’t right.

“Come on Y/N. No thinking about Jim tonight.” Your best friend Sarah pulls your attention back to the night at hand. “I’m good.” You mumble breathlessly, shaking yourself. “I’m going to nip the bathroom, back in a min.” You depart from your friends, heading through the mass of sweaty, grinding bodies towards the restroom.

You found them with ease, walking in, you do your business before heading to the sink. You splash some cold water on your cheeks, a benefit of having good skin was not having to wear that much make-up. You shake yourself trying to knock off the funk that’s eating at you. You needed to try and enjoy your hen night. The last big party with freedom that you were going to get.

“You can do this, go back out there, dance with your girls, get shit-faced.” You pump yourself up, looking yourself over in the mirror. You adjust your breasts, making sure they’re still comfortable before looking at your ass. “Still look good.” You say as you walk out of the rest room. You begin to make you way back over to the group when you slam into something hard and warm.

“Watch where you’re going chunk.” A male voice startles you. You look up locking eyes with the most captivating eyes you’ve ever seen, icy blue orbs staring back at you with contempt. “Sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going.” You mumble.

“Really I wouldn’t have guessed.” He spits as he wipes his now wet hand on his tracksuit bottoms. “What are you even doing in here? This place shouldn’t allow things like you in.” He glares at you. Your breath hitches, anger filling your veins. Who the fuck does this guy think he is?

“Says the guy wearing a fucking tracksuit to a club. Could you be any more douchy?” I spit, watching as his eyes widen in surprise, before trailing down my face, over my breasts, and down. Really taking in my appearance. His eyes travel back up your body, landing on your breasts.

“Excuse me dickhead, eyes are up here.” You snap, bringing his attention back to your face. “I’m Lance fucking Tucker. I belong here. You on the other hand porky, do not.” He laughs a smirk forming on his otherwise handsome face.

“Not porky enough for you to check out though.” You say, turning to walk around him. “Don’t flatter yourself, I wasn’t checking you out.” He hisses and you begin to walk away, you throw a look over your shoulder catching his eyes glued to you ass.

“Yeah, just like you’re not staring at my ass as I walk away from you. Have a nice night Lance Tucker, or better yet don’t.” You flip him off over your shoulder before you spot your friends, who are gawking at you. “Bitch, you did not just flip off THE Lance Tucker?”

“Firstly, I have no idea who the fuck he is, nor do I care. Secondly, the guy was a fucking jackass. Who comes to a night club in a tracksuit, a red one at that.” I say downing one of the shots on the table.

“An Olympic gold medallist.” Casey says in response. “I don’t care if he was the Queens son, he needs knocking down a few pegs.” You say knocking back another shot. “If you really want to knock him down a few pegs, I have an idea.” Susan says, you roll your eyes, not even sure why she’s here. You both hate each other. “What idea?” You ask, grabbing one of the cocktails you and the girls made earlier.

“I bet you can’t seduce him; he’d be embarrassed to be hit on by a fat girl.” She starts, earning a slap over the head from Sarah. “You’re joking right?” I scoff. “I’ll give you 100 thousand as a wedding gift.” Oh yeah, that’s why she’s here because she’s loaded and Jim’s friend. You mull it over, 100 thousand could really help yours and Jim’s future and at what cost, you attempting to seduce some arrogant, self-absorbed Olympian.

“Fine. You got yourself a bet. I manage to seduce him, to the point he wants to sleep with me, I win.” You say staring coldly at Susan. “Oh I’m 100% sure he won’t want to sleep with you anyway. I mean if your soon to be husband wont, why would Lance Tucker, who can get any pussy he wishes.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to prove you wrong, then when I’ve got my money, I’m gunna beat the shit out of you. Once and for all.” You spit, before turning to Sarah. “Come dance with me babe?” You laugh as she nods, glaring at Susan before following you.

You glance around the writhing bodies of the floor, your eyes catching a pair of icy blue once, locked on your figure as you sway and move to the beat. Sarah follows your eyeline and pulls you too her body, gyrating her hips against yours. You keep eyes contact with him while you grind against her.

“Trust me.” She asks. “Always” You respond before feeling her hands settle on your hips, trailing up to cup your breasts. You watch as Lance’s eyes narrow in on her hands smirking as you watch him readjust himself, before moving closer.

You continue dancing, turning your back to him while you dance. You feel hands wrap around your waist and turn your shoulder seeing a blonde beauty smiling at you. Deciding to live a little, you dance with the stranger gyrating against his growing hardness. “Get your hands off my girl.” A voice you recognise as Lance’s spits to the tall wall of muscle behind you.

“I don’t think she’s your girl man.” He laughs his hand travelling up towards the curve of your breast. “No but this is my club and if you want to stay in it, you’ll remove yourself from her now.” The guy behind you curses and walks away, leaving you with the beast.

He stalks towards you. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He seethes. “Dancing, got a problem?” You huff as you continue to move your body. His eyes are like liquid fire as they rake over your figure, watching your hips swing side to side.

“You call that dancing.” He spews, coming closer and gripping your hips, trying to still you. “Look around Tucker, I’m just doing what everyone else is.” You laugh and throw your head back slightly, your breasts jiggling. You look back at Lance finding his lust blown eyes focused on your full breasts.

“What you’re doing is different and you know it.” He says softer than you expected. “No, I’m dancing, well I was.” You snap as you try to move your hips again. You brush you hips against his crotch softly, gasping when you feel a slight hardness.

“Tell me Lance, how was it different?” You purr, invading his space, pressing your breasts against his well-toned and muscled chest. You feel him shiver as your hard nipples brush his chest. You arch your back involuntarily at the contact, a hiss leaving your lips.

“You were grinding with your friend, letting her cup your breasts.” He says looking in your eyes. “And? Look at them.” You motion to the set of girls, enjoying themselves next to you. “They’re practically fingering each other on the dancefloor.” You purr into his ear, nibbling his ear lobe.

“So, what’s the real issue with the way I was dancing Lance.” You ask, as you lick his neck. You feel his hands wrap around your back pulling your closer to him. “The issue is I couldn’t take my eyes off you; I couldn’t get this to go down.” He grinds his hips making you aware of the hardness in his pants.

“But the biggest issue is, I wanted to be the one cupping your breasts, I wanted to be the one you were dry humping in my club.” He breathes out looking ashamed.

“And why is that a problem?” You ask as you turn around, pressing your back to his front allowing his hands to rest on your stomach. “Because in all my life I’ve never been attracted to a.” He pauses, gulping air like he’s being starved of oxygen.

“A fat person.” You ask softly, watching a look of unease cross his face. “You’re not fat.” He says as he nuzzles your neck. “You’re beautiful.” He murmurs bringing his hands up the curve of your breast, gently swiping his thumb over the hardened bud.

You hiss at the contact, your hips bucking against his length. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of.” You say as you look at your girls, noticing them watching you, Susan with a look of shock on her face. “I’m engaged.” You admit.

“I don’t care, I’m Lance Tucker, I get what I want beautiful.” He says softly before he cups your breasts, his cock-sure attitude coming back. “And right now, I want your pussy wrapped around my cock and my face buried in your tits.” He purrs as he pulls you against him, his cock pulsing against your ass.

Fuck, you didn’t think this through. You thought this bet would be easier, but the more time you spend pressed against him, the more you want him to bend you over and take you in the middle of the dancefloor. “One minute.” You try to walk over to the girls, but he comes with you.

He doesn’t let go of you, trailed close behind you, almost afraid if he lets go, he’ll lose the opportunity. “Sarah, I’m gunna head out.” You say to your bestie, watching her smile in happiness at the idea of your getting some. It’s been long enough.

“Are you joking, did you pay him?” Susan asks. “No, I didn’t, but you can keep your money. Bet’s over.” You admit, feeling Lance tense slightly. “Bet?” He whispers against your neck.

You nod. “Yeah, Susan here bet that I couldn’t seduce you, said you’d be embarrassed being hit on by a fat chick.” You watch Susan scoff in disbelief. “What a bitch.” Lance says, face still in your neck. “I know she is.” Susan smirks.

“I meant you.” Lance replies, before pulling you closer against him. “We gunna get out of here.” He asks, rubbing soothing circles on your hip. “She’s engaged.” Susan snaps in anger.

“Oh, I know, I plan on rocking her world so much she leaves this fucker and chooses me.” Sarah cheers. “Anything’s better than Jim.” You laugh softly knowing of your best friend hatred for your soon to be husband.

“Jim deserves better anyway. Do you want to know why he hasn’t touched you in months? Because why would he go to McDonald’s when he can go to a Michelin star restaurant.” Susan smirks, standing up to leave.

“Excuse me?” You spit, dread filling your body.

“That’s right, your soon to be husband has been fucking me for the past 6 months. Too disgusted by your ugly ass.” She smirks getting in your face. Wrong choice. “Bitch.” You bring your fist back, landing a punch, smack bang on her nose, busting it with one punch.

She falls back against the table, crying out as blood starts to run down her face. “You bitch, you broke my nose.” She hisses. “And you broke my relationship, get the fuck out of my sight.” You snarl, anger running through your body.

You grab your clutch off the table, storming towards the door, Lance on your heels. “Hey, hey it’s okay, that fucker didn’t deserve you.” You ignore him grabbing your cell out of your bag and dialling your dickbag of a fiancé.

He picks up on the second ring. “Hey baby.”

“Don’t hey baby me, we’re over you piece of shit. Weddings off.”

“What why? Don’t do this baby”

“Do what cheat on you? No wait I can’t do that if we aren’t together. At least I had the decency to break up with you before going elsewhere.”

“What are y-”

“Cut the bullshit Jim.”

“She told you.”

“Yeah, she told me. Now for the last time, we’re over. I’ll be over in the week to get my stuff. Don’t bother contacting me. I’ll be busy.”

He begins to plead for forgiveness. “Coming back to mine then beautiful?” Lance purrs and he wraps his hands around you.

“WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?”

“Goodbye Jim.”

The pair of you reach Lance’s house in record time, barely keeping your hands off each other in the back of the car. “If this was my driver and not a cab. I’d have made you cum right here with my fingers.” He purrs as he rubs your nipple through your dress. You finally pull to a stop looking at the extravagant house. "Wow. It's beautiful."

"You are." Lance hums softly, before getting out the car and coming around to your door. He opens it and helps you out of the vehicle. You pull him into a passionate kiss, letting all your frustration and anger leave your body. "Come on darling, I'll make you forget all about what's his name."

He pulls you into the house, opening the door he drags you in, slamming you back against the door. "I wanna rip this dress off you." Lance growls against your throat. "Then do it. He bought it me." You need say no more, cause as soon as those words leave your mouth you feel the dress leave your body.

Lance ripping the flimsy fabric easily, leaving your exposed in the black lacy set you wore that night. "Fuck, you're the sexiest thing I've ever seen." He purrs, lifting you and wrapping your legs around his waist. "And you're very strong." You try to laugh away your self conscious thoughts.

"Please, you're not even heavy." He huffs as he grinds his hard length against your throbbing core. You moan as you feel him grind against your clit. "Fuck." You huff head slamming back against the door. "I wonder how wet you are, bet you're fucking soaked. If how you're seeping through my pants is any indication, I'd say your were fucking dripping." He purrs.

"Why don't you find out." You hum, before pulling him in for a kiss, so consuming you feel like you forget how to breathe. This is only enforced when you feel Lance's hands trail down your body, skirting over your stomach. Your breath hitches as his hand rolls over the curve of your belly. What if he hates it. What if he thinks I'm ugly.

"Stop overthinking, you're beautiful. I know I said some stupid shit at the club and called you some hurtful things. But I was pretty shook, I've never felt anything as strong as the attraction I felt when I saw you. When you were dancing with your friends, I couldn't take my eyes off you."

Your breath hitches as Lance slides your panties to the side, trailing a finger through your slit. He groans as he's greeted by your wetness. "Fucking soaked." He growls. "Watching you neck the water, when you took a break had me panting and straining my pants. Wishing is was my cock you were sucking down like that."

His finger teases your swollen nub. "When I seen you escape to the bathroom I knew this was my chance to meet you, it didn't go like I planned, but I froze and turned into an asshole. But you gave as good as you got and that was so fucking hot." His finger breaches your hole, making your moan as he finds your g-spot instantly.

"Fuck, your soaking my hand. I cannot wait to taste you." He growls as he captures your lips, biting them before sucking your tongue into his mouth. He adds a second finger, his thumb attacking your clit. "You gunna cum for me beautiful?" He purrs as he looks into your eyes, seeing the desperation and lust in them.

"That's it babygirl cum for me." Lance bites on your neck as he slides a third finger into your dripping hole. "Fuck, oh fuck Lance." You scream as your legs shake. "Good girl. Let it all out." He places kisses on your neck as his tongue works it's way down towards your cleavage. Your body tenses as you're thrown over the edge, voice going hoarse as you scream out.

You hear your release gush around his hand, feel him groaning into you neck as his cock rubs against your leg frantically. "Oh fuck, so fucking hot." He growls as he pulls your left breast free from your bra, pulling the nipple into his mouth. His hips buck against your leg, before he stills and shudders.

"What have you done to me? You've managed to reduce me to a horny teenager who cums in their pants." He laughs before placing a soft kiss on your lips, you laugh as you kiss him back aggressively, wanting more than anything to have been filled with the load he just released in boxers.

"Lets take this upstairs shall we?"

#kinktober 2021 #kinktober #lance tucker #sebastian stan smut #the bronze #lance tucker/plus sized OC

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