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Sinful Revenge - Till Lindemann

Author’s note: This is a NSFW smut story, so you’ve been warned about what you’re going to find if you decide to read it!

This is a self insert story, so Y/N = Your Name

Have fun!

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What you never thought would ever happen to you, happened. You caught your boyfriend cheating on you with his secretary.

You went to his office to surprise him with the news about your promotion at your own job, to find him eating out that bitch on top of his table, right next to your picture-frame.

Thunderstruck by your unexpected discovery, you just cursed them and shut the door behind you, storming off his office and heading straight to your apartment. Thank god you had refused to move in with him a couple of months before or you’d have to face him later.

You were so angry and shocked, tears streamed down your face as you drove to your apartment to digest everything that had happened and to think about what you would do next.

You were upset and heartbroken, but at the same time you felt relieved for breaking up with him? You couldn’t explain it, but you just felt it. Maybe it was because you knew you had just gotten rid of a guy that would be unfaithful to you, maybe it was because you were free to do whatever pleased you again?

You parked your car in the garage and got inside the elevator as fast as you could just wanting to lock yourself away from the world and the humiliation you had just been through. Your cell phone buzzed incessantly with his calls but you refused to talk to him, there was nothing he could say to you to make things better or to make you feel better at the moment, what you saw with your own eyes had already told you everything you needed to know.

As you reached the 16th floor, the elevator’s doors dinged open revealing your neighbour locking his door, he lived right across the hall.

“Hello, neighbor”

His deep sultry voice took you out of your trance. He was a very handsome man, about 20 years older than you, tall, strong, black haired with piercing greenish-blue eyes, definitely one of the most alluring men you had laid eyes on in your whole life, one of god’s masterpieces for sure. He was very attractive and charming, he had a magnetism that made men want to be him and women desire him and he knew that. 

He was always a true gentleman towards you, but you knew by his eyes that there was something else there, like his thoughts when he looked at you didn’t match his gentlemanly behavior.

Despite his tantalizing looks and magnetism, you never considered the idea of giving into his charm and he also never made any advances since he knew you were already taken. 

You always loved and respected your boyfriend, but deep down you knew your body secretly craved for his touch, a different new touch.

“Afternoon, Mr. Lindemann” You greeted with your eyes on the ground so he couldn’t see your swollen crying face.

“Are you okay?” He had concern laced in his voice as he got closer to you. That’s when he saw it.

“I-I’m sorry you have to see me like this, I gotta go” You tried to get inside your apartment, but he stopped you.

“Does your boyfriend have something to do with it?“

“Ex-boyfriend” You thought you saw a light smirk on his lips, but he quickly disguised it.

“Oh” He raised his brows “Well, if you need anything, I’m right across the hall” He smiled gently “I don’t know what happened, but I’m a good listener if you feel like blowing off some steam with a stranger”

“Thank you” You exhaled “It sounds like a good idea, but for now I think I just need some time alone you know, but thanks anyway”

He nodded with a sweet smile on his face and headed towards the elevator.

Once he was gone, you finally got inside your apartment and headed straight to the shower to get that heavy energy out of you. You wanted to clean everything that happened out of you, like the hot water running down your skin could wash away all of your sadness and erase your memories with your ex.

But as the shower went on, your thoughts about your ex subsided and everything you could think about was your neighbor. His alluring eyes, his strong masculine features, his black hair, his deep voice that sent shivers down your spine every time you heard it. You couldn’t help but imagine how he must look underneath his clothes. Just by how his clothes hugged his arms you knew he had a muscular body, but you wanted to see it with your own eyes.

It had been only a couple of hours since you caught the so-called “love of your life” cheating on you, but you were already fantasizing with another man and you didn’t feel bad or guilty about it.

Was it a desire you had from before that was only surfacing now?

Anyway you wouldn’t care. Till was the thing that made your terrible day lighter. When you got home to drown yourself in ice cream and sorrow, you met him and it washed away all those dreadful plans you had for the night.

And before you could realize, you found yourself standing at his doorstep with a bottle of wine in your hands. A couple of minutes passed since you rang his doorbell and you were already considering turning back home when he finally opened his door.

“Oh Y/N!” He smiled but your eyes went down to his half naked body “I’m sorry it took me too long, I just got out of the shower” He ran his fingers through his hair to take a few wet strands falling in front of his beautiful eyes.

Till had nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist, revealing how well built he was for his age. The smell of his aftershave and male parfum were intoxicating as you reveled in the sight in front of you completely hypnotized. All you wanted to do at that moment was to feel him, to touch him, to taste him, and to rip that fucking towel off of him.

Yes, you had already forgotten you were sad and heartbroken.

“You said I could come by if I wanted to spend some time with a ‘stranger’” You finally broke the silence “And I thought some wine would be great as well” You motioned the bottle in your hands and with a smile on his face he took a couple of steps back allowing you inside his apartment.

“Please come in” You stepped inside his place. He closed the door behind you and disappeared in a corridor “I’ll put some clothes on, please make yourself at home!” You heard him from one of the rooms.

You sat on his gray couch and put the bottle of wine on top of the coffee table in the center. His apartment looked clean and tidy, and was very well decorated. The light wooden floor matched perfectly with his concrete walls and furniture in shades of brown and gray, a few plants and colorful paintings on the walls brought some color to the place.

“I’m sorry again for keeping you waiting” Till was now fully dressed in light gray sweatpants and black long-sleeved shirt.

“It’s okay I’m fine” You smiled at him as he grabbed the bottle of wine in front of you and headed to his kitchen, motioning with his head for you to follow him.

Till took two wine glasses from his cabinet and produced a corkscrew from one of the drawers, he uncorked the bottle and served you both almost half a glass each.

“Cheers to being single again!” You toasted and he followed you with a side smile.

“Looks like the sadness is gone already?”

“Yeah, I mean… I’m still sad, but I think I’m also relieved?” You hesitated with the words you chose.

“I think I know what you mean” He took a sip of his wine. God! How could someone look so hot just by drinking something? “Before we continue, have you eaten yet?”

“No”

“I’ll cook us something while you tell me everything, okay?”

“You better be a good cook because I’m very demanding when it comes to eating!”

“Is this a challenge?”

“You bet it is”

You both laughed and you told him everything that happened while he boiled potatoes to make fresh homemade gnocchi, then proceeded to chop some tomatoes, basil, onion and garlic for the sauce. As the gnocchi and the sauce were cooking, he prepared some steak to go along.

As he finished the food, you helped him settle the table with plates, cutlery, pot rests, your wine glasses and the wine bottle.

“It smells amazing, Till!” You exclaimed as he sat in front of you and served you both.

“I hope the taste matches its smell” He smirked.

You moaned unwittingly as you took the first bite, the sound grabbing his attention and making his mind have unholy thoughts about you on that dining table. But you didn’t realize any of that happening, the flavor explosions in your mouth making you roll your eyes back with such amazing food.

“This is SO good! I guess I’ll have to come over for dinner more often”

“Be my guest” He answered shortly, trying to erase those sinful thoughts out of his head “We’ve been neighbors for quite some time now, but we don’t know much about each other”

You nodded in agreement.

“What do you do for a living?” He asked, taking a sip of his wine.

“I’m a lawyer and I actually got a promotion today, and you?”

“Congratulations! I’m a singer”

“A singer? Really?” You asked surprised. You had no idea he was a singer, he was always so discreet about his life you could never imagine.

“Yes, I have a band called Rammstein” That name didn’t sound strange to you, but that was all you had.

“Oh I’m sorry, the name sounds a bit familiar, but I don’t think I ever heard you” You answered, embarrassment making your cheeks burn.

“It’s totally fine, Y/N, actually I appreciate the fact you don’t know who I am”

“Are you that big?”

“Quite”

“I’m curious, I wanna see and hear you, would you show me any of your songs, please??”

He seemed to consider your idea for a couple of seconds before obliging.

“Let’s finish our dinner first” He giggled “Some lyrics might not be appropriate for this moment”

“Now you got me extra curious”

Just as you finished eating, you put your plates in the dishwasher while Till turned on the tv in his living room and searched for one of his band’s live concerts.

“Can I choose?” You asked as you sat on the couch by his side and he nodded “Rammstein live in Paris? Madison Square Garden? I had no idea my neighbor was a fucking international rockstar…” You kept scrolling down the endless list of videos.

“I’m worried about what you are going to choose” He giggled lightly as a faint blush appeared on his face.

“Why’s that?”

“You’ll have to find out by yourself” He glanced at you sideways with a mischievous smirk on his face.

“Okay, I want to watch Ich Tu Dir Weh”

He chuckled as he heard your choice, but at the same time it was going to be interesting to watch your reactions to his songs.

The song began and you started to headbang unconsciously as you got carried away with the rhythm, you weren’t sure why you hadn’t listened to them before. You couldn’t believe your quiet and reserved neighbor was that same intimidating and energetic man onstage. 

But you were caught completely off guard when Till started singing, his deep beautiful hauntingly voice sent shivers down your spine and the sadomasochistic lyrics took your breath away as you got terribly and unexpectedly turned on. And why did that black eyeliner and lipstick made him look even hotter? Not to mention his clothes that highlighted his strong chiseled arms.

Till watched you watching him attentively, curious about what your reaction would be and he didn’t miss how you bit your bottom lip and crossed your legs tightly as the video went on. He was afraid you’d get scared or even disgusted, instead he saw you get horny by his performance and that turned him on as well.

“Damn!” You exclaimed as the song ended and his deep chuckle made you shiver.

“What did you think?”

‘Please hurt and humiliate me’ - You thought to yourself.

“I loved it! It was very… Intense…”

“Intense?”

“Yeah” You took the last of your wine in a single gulp “And I had no idea you were such and amazing and talented singer, Till, you’ve got a new fan now”

“Thank you, Y/N”

“I want to watch more”

“More wine then?”

“I’m feeling a little tipsy already, but yes, please!”

Till took another bottle of wine out of his small wine closet and filled your glasses one more time as you got up to dance to their songs now randomly selected by youtube.

“Join me”

You drank and danced to this band’s songs, you never thought metal was danceable, but you felt the need to dance and headbang and sway your hips, you just couldn’t stay still and Till watched you with amused eyes.

“And here I was thinking you said you liked our songs just to please me” He joked as he watched you sway your hips to Ich Will.

“I would never! Plus I know more interesting ways to please you” You blinked at him as you took the last sip of your wine and spun around, your suggestive words making him lick his lips unconsciously and his blood run south.

Two could play that game.

“Now I’m curious to know more about your interesting ways” 

“I’m not telling them” You answered him, your faces now just inches apart as you rested both arms on his shoulders to dance with him.

The sexual tension between you hang heavy on the air as you held your lustful gazes, one waiting for the other to take the next step. He watched you turn around and bend over in front of him to put your empty glass on the coffee table and when you got back up he took the opportunity to bring your body closer to his by your waist and whispered in your ear.

“Oh yeah? And why’s that?” His deep voice and his hot breath tickling your neck soaked your panties instantly.

You gasped when you felt your ass brushing against his hard member, the size of his bulge making you gulp at the thought of how big he seemed to be.

Ignoring your light distraction, you finally answered him.

“Because I’m showing them” You reached back with one of your hands and rubbed his shaft over his sweatpants, the unexpected stimulation making him jerk his hips forward.

You turned back around and pushed him by his chest slamming him on the couch before straddling and kissing him. One of Till’s hands squeezed your thigh as the other entangled in your hair, pulling it at the same time he brought you closer to him, making you moan lightly and give full access for his tongue to explore your mouth.

You ran your hands over his strong arms and then down his torso, eager to take his shirt off to finally feel his bare body with your own hands. Till captured your bottom lip with his teeth biting it, then ran his tongue over it to soothe the slightly swollen flesch, inflaming your arousal as you ground yourself against his hard erection. He slid both his hands under your shirt, forcing you to grind against him once again as he squeezed your waist hard.

Till kissed you intensely as he lifted your shirt by its hemline, only parting your frantic lips to take the shirt off your head, revealing your naked breasts right at his eye level.

“They’re so beautiful” He cupped your breasts, big enough to fit in his hands “You are so beautiful”

His beautiful blue eyes met yours in an intense lustful gaze and he unexpectedly pinched your nipples between his fingers to watch your reaction as an erotic sound escaped your lips. Till left a trail of kisses from your lips to your chin, along the jawline to the neck, where he licked and bit lightly, quickly finding your sweet spot right under your ear, sucking it harshly to whip another delicious moan out of you.

“I’ve dreamt about having you since the first time I laid my eyes on you, Y/N”

You took the pause to take his shirt off.

“I’ve always wanted you too, I was in a relationship, but I was never blind” You gasped as his smiling lips traveled down your collarbone to the valley of your breasts. 

The cold air caressed your exposed skin, but your body felt so hot under his touches, his rough hands running up and down your curves and groping your breasts as his mouth divided its attention between them. He rolled his tongue over your sensitive nipples before blowing his breath on top of it and then sucked and bit them gently, making you squirm against him looking for more friction on your aching core, your fingernails grazing his nape as he kept working on your chest.

You were so lost in how he was almost sending you over the edge just by working on your breasts, you missed one of his hands slipping inside your pants and underwear, his skilled fingers sliding over your folds collecting your wetness and then back to your clit, applying a delicious amount of pressure on it, taking a huge gasp out of your lungs as he rolled his digits over your swollen bud.

Till kept working on your tender globes with his mouth, one of his hands snaked around your body to grip your ass as the other increased its speed and pressure on your clit according to the sound of your own moans.

Your orgasm built on your lower stomach and you started to rock yourself against his hand chasing your own release, when he suddenly bit one of your nipples and pushed two fingers inside you, making you scream his name as he started to pump and curl his fingers in and out of you while his thumb was now working on your clit. His fingers rubbed your g-spot with each stroke, those wonderful sensations making the knot on your lower stomach get ready to explode at any second. And when you were about to get there he stopped, edging you on purpose.

“Please!” You begged, frustrated while Till had a devious grin on his face.

“Work for it”

He took his fingers out of you and brought them to his lips, lapping every drop of your juices, his eyes never leaving yours as he tasted your arousal with an erotic expression.

“Can’t wait to taste it again”

You slammed your lips against his, tasting yourself on his tongue as you grazed your fingernails down his chest and abs, quickly reaching his sweatpants’ waistband, pulling it down along with his underwear while you knelt down in front of him on the ground.

You blinked at the sight before you when his big and thick manhood finally sprung out, rock hard, sprawled on his abs in all its glory. The look on your face made him get impossibly harder.

“Can’t take it?” He teased as you accommodated yourself between his legs.

“You bet I can”

His eyes darkened as you took his dick on your hand, jerking him off as you spread his precum all over his tip and length and then licked your lips, wetting them to suck him. His muscles tensed as you teased him, trailing kisses on his inner thighs taking your lips closer and closer to where he needed them the most.

He hissed when you finally slid your tongue flat all the way up on his underside from his base to the tip, taking some extra time on his frenulum, flicking your tongue back and forth on the extremely sensitive area, before sucking his tip into your mouth and licking all of his precum, your gaze never breaking away from his and the sight drove him insane.

Till groaned and grabbed a fistful of your hair as you swirl your tongue around his tip and down his length, sucking it eagerly every time you bobbed your head back, making him throw his head back as he clenched his teeth and tightened the grip on your hair as you did so. You drove him further inside your mouth each time, using your hand to stimulate the part you couldn’t fit yet and when his dick finally reached your throat, he moaned and automatically jerked his hips forward, making you take all of him at once, and to his surprise you didn’t complain, instead looked at him with a daring look on your watering eyes.

“No gag reflex?” He asked, a bit breathless.

“Fuck my face, Till”

“Oh fuck me”

He slammed his dick in the back of your throat, setting his own pace, his cock pulsing inside your mouth, ready to cum at any second when you suddenly pulled your mouth away from him, edging him just like he’d done to you minutes before.

“Y/N!”

Till’s front door thumped loudly as you both heard muffled screams of your name coming from outside. It was your ex-boyfriend yelling after you desperately.

“Y/N! I KNOW YOU’RE THERE!”

Ignoring his screams, Till pulled you from the ground crashing your lips and in a blink you were laid on the couch underneath him.

“Sure you wanna do this?” He asked before taking off your pants and panties all at once.

“Yes, please! I need you inside me now!” You whined as he quickly undressed you and then positioned himself between your legs.

“There’s just one thing I must warn you…”

He rubbed himself against your folds, teasing your clit and your entrance with his shaft as your ex-boyfriend kept calling you, banging on his door.

“What?”

“I don’t do gentle”

You screamed as he penetrated you, pushing himself all at once, stretching your tight walls as he sunk his shaft deep inside of you. You clawed his back and bit his shoulder as he put one of your legs on his shoulder and filled you up to the hilt, fitting all of his length inside you. 

His pounding was rough and intense, giving you no time to adjust to his thickness and length, and his dick rubbed your spongy magic place that drove you insane with each thrust, making you roll your eyes back and moan uncontrollably.

Till knew you were getting close to your orgasm again as he felt your walls clenching around him, making it extra painful to hold his own release back. In a swift motion, he got out of you and put you on your knees on the couch, your back exposed to him as you braced yourself on the back of the couch.

He pushed himself inside you again this time rougher than before, your body jolting forward as he did so. With one of his hands he held you in place by your hips while the other snaked its way around your throat, leaning his body forward for extra physical contact. A symphony of loud moaning and skin slapping resonated throughout the whole floor as he thrusted violently in and out of you.

His lips brushed your ear and his relentless fucking along with the sound of his sinful grunts on your ear made you explode with the most intense climax you’d ever had in your life, powerful electric waves running though your veins, making your whole body tremble as he rode out your orgasm before quickly pulling out of you to have his own release, cumming on your ass and back.

You collapsed on the back of his couch as Till still hugged you and spread a trail of kisses on your nape, back and shoulders.

“Y/N!” Your ex called again, this time sounding even more desperate and exhausted.

“OH JAMES! YOU HAVE NO IDEA JUST HOW GOOD HE FUCKED ME!” You yelled back earning Till’s chuckle.

“Actually I guess the whole building might have heard how good I fucked you, Y/N”

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Something Strange - Chapter 2

A couple of days had passed. I was begrudgingly getting used to life as an outlaw. Someone approached me from behind as I was struggling to mend a patch in someone's shirt. "Here, let me show you what to do." I turned around to see Arthur walking up to me.

"Oh, hey Arthur."  I smiled at him as he came and sat on the log beside me. He took my hand in his and started guiding the needle through the fabric.

"Your turn now." He let my hand go and let me attempt to do a bit of hand sewing and amazingly enough, I got it.

"I think I did it." I was chuffed and hugged Arthur with my free hand. He chuckled slightly and hugged me back.

"Hey, I'm thinking of doing some hunting later. You're welcome to join me if you're game." He offered.

"I dunno, I don't know how to shoot a gun and Dutch says I should wait a week of being in the gang to do any shootin'" I replied. "But I would love to if I could." I smiled, reassuring him.

"I don't think Dutch would be offended if you shot a gun a few days earlier. I can teach you." He grinned.

"I appreciate the offer, Arthur but I think I'll be ok for today." I replied.

"Alright, suit yourself." He finished off before walking off.

A few hours later, I was sat in front of the campfire after finishing all the chores that had been given to me that day. Sadie came and sat beside me. She was probably just as new to this outlaw thing as I was and I think because of this, her and I got along really good. Just like we had been friends for years. "Would you like a drink?" She offered. "You look kinda stressed."

"No, I'm not stressed. I think I'm bored." I admitted. "These basic chores are really boring. I know I could be capable of so much more that could be helpful. but I have to stick inside camp for just a bit longer. I've told Dutch all this, but I don't think he quite understands." I sighed, staring into the fire.

"Y'know, you could let Arthur teach you to shoot. I hear he's a good shot, and maybe the two of you could have some fun together while you're out and about." She suggested.

"I know, but I don't think I'd like to make Dutch mad." I replied. "He seems like he'd be scary when he's mad." I chuckled.

"What are you trying to say about me." I turned to see Dutch towering over me with a grin.

"She's bored Dutch." Sadie piped up. "I advise you take her out shooting soon. I know she'll be much more useful out there searching for food or robbing banks with us lot, not here in camp so much." She finished off. Dutch came and sat on your other side.

"Is that correct, Miss? Are you ready to do some shooting?" He asked me. "Because if you are, we'll head out first light in the morning."

"Yes, I am ready." I replied with a big smile.

"Alright, get some rest." He suggested before walking off.

I looked at Sadie and laughed. "Well, that's me told. Goodnight Sadie." I smiled before heading off to bed.

I woke up the next morning and met Dutch by the horses. "Good morning Ivory."

"Good morning, Dutch. So are we doing this?" I asked.

"It is good to know that I have such a keen student. Now, do you want to ride with me or have your own horse?" He asked.

"I want my own. How's this one?" I asked, resting a hand on the chestnut Tennessee walker.

"Hmm, I think you could do better. But he'll do for now, come on." He replied, helping me tack the horse up.

Dutch and I had been riding for hours, just talking and enjoying the sunshine that the day had provided. We ended up near an abandoned oil rig, far enough from anyone or anything. "So, you gonna kill me and leave my body here?" I joked, letting Dutch help me off my horse.

"Nah, you're too pretty to kill." Dutch chuckled. "Here, you're going to need this." He handed me what seemed to be a brand new revolver.

"What do I do with this?" I asked. Dutch stood beside me moved my hand so that I was holding the grip. He then brought my hand up so that the gun was lined up with my line of sight.

"Now, do you see those bottles? I want you to shoot them." He instructed. I did what I was told, well I tried to. I took my shot, but missed the target. "You were a little tense. I want you to breathe slowly. Shoot on the exhale." He hinted. "Now try again."

I obliged and hit a bottle. "I did it!" I exclaimed excitedly. I took another shot and hit it again.

"Look at you, Ivory. You're a natural!" Dutch congratulated me, patting me on the shoulder. "Let's try something a little less stationary, how about that rabbit over there?" He suggested. I proudly took the shot and killed the rabbit with one shot. Dutch skinned it for me.

"So, is that all?" I asked, I know I learnt something that could be vital to surviving this but I felt a little defeated, like I didn't want to finish this.

"It doesn't have to be. What do you want to do?" Dutch asked.

"You mentioned something about how I deserve a better horse. Wanna take me to the better horse?" I asked.

"Yeah, let's take a ride into town." Dutch smiled. "The stable has some nice ones."

Upon arriving in Valentine, I was instantly greeted by the smell of sheep shit. "Have you been into Valentine yet?" Dutch asked. I shook my head in response.

"I don't think I have. It smells like shit." I replied, blocking my nose. Dutch laughed in response.

"You'll get used to the smell after a while, trust me." He chuckled.

The pair of us rode through the main street, I took in the scenery. I was in a true western town now. A loooong way from my home in California. "Hey, do you mind waiting at the saloon for me? I wanna surprise you with a good steed." Dutch instructed.

"Yeah, I'm sure I can do that." I smiled back, dismounting at the entrance of the bar.

"I'll take the horse. You shouldn't need him now." He smiled, taking it's reins.

I enjoyed my time in the saloon by myself more than I should have, but for the past few days I was surrounded by people I didn't know. Surrounded by strangers. I know a saloon probably wasn't the best place for me time, but it was good. Just what I needed. "Ivory, hello?" I looked up to see Dutch, snapping a finger at me. He gave me a concerned look.

"Oh, hey Dutch. How'd it go?" I asked.

"It went well. Your horse is ready." He replied quietly.

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Masterlist

Finally got around to making a masterlist for all my work. I will update it every time I post something new. 

Most are drabbles/one shots, those that are not are under a headcanon subheading. All are character x reader unless noted otherwise. 

All smut/nsfw is marked with a *

Arthur Morgan:

1. To Be Alone With You *

2. One Kiss (Dutch x Arthur) (1), (2)*

3. Native

4. Drunken Amigos (Lenny x Arthur x Sean)

5. Saviors (Dutch/Arthur x Reader)

6. Not such a tough guy 

7. Heat *

8. “Could you be happy, here, with me?”

9. “Let’s do something crazy” * (Dutch/Arthur x Reader)

10. Three

11. Ride *

12. Honor (1) (2)*

Headcanons:

1. Dating Modern Day Arthur  

2. First time with Male reader *

3. Having a crush on you 

4. Arthur as a father 

5. Love letter 

6. Having a vampire s/o

7. NSFW Headcanons *

8. Meeting your parents

9. His type

10. Arthur x Dom!Reader

John Marston:

1. You better stop disrespecting me*

2. “No one will ever believe us”

3. “I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I’m going to take care of you”

Headcanon:

1. Love letter

2. Having a vampire s/o

3. First time seeing you naked *

4. Being touch starved

5. Comforting reader when they’re upset

Dutch Van Der Linde

1. Disobedient *

2. Caught *

3. First Time *

4.  One Kiss (Dutch x Arthur) (1), (2)*

5. Saviors (Dutch/Arthur x Reader)

6. The Performer *

7. “Let’s do something crazy” * (Dutch/Arthur x reader)

8. Need any help? *

9. Old men (Hosea x Dutch)

10. Trouble *

11. Hostage *

Charles Smith:

1. My Stars and Sky * (slight smut)

2. Hunting trip *

3. “Please don’t cry/do you trust me?”

4. Guard Duty * (Javier x Charles x Reader)

Headcanons:

1. Having a crush on you 

2. His type

Javier Escuella

1. Coming home 

2. Bailar Conmigo

3. Guard Duty * (Javier x Charles x Reader)

Headcanons:

1. NSFW headcanons *

Hosea Matthews

1. The Meadow *

2. Old Men (Hosea x Dutch)

Headcanons:

1.  NSFW Headcanons *

Micah Bell:

1. Tease *

Headcanons:

1. NSFW headcanon *

Sean MacGuire

1. Stay with me 

2.  Drunken Amigos (Lenny x Arthur x Sean)

3. “You’re my best friend in the whole world okay?”

Headcanons:

1. Being Sean’s girlfriend

2. Taking care of sick s/o

Lenny Summers

1.  Drunken Amigos (Lenny x Arthur x Sean)

Headcanons:

1. NSFW headcanons*

2. Random Lenny x Reader headcanons

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Enemies to lovers

Slow burn

Star crossed

Fake date +Body swap + Love triangle

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Dumpweed Chapter 8!

It's the Mark, Matt and Ivory threesome, so has MAJOR NSFW!!!

I woke up in Mark's arms in my bed. Mark, Travis and Matt all decided to stay and keep me company after the incident with Asshole. It was pitch black out, but I didn't see myself going back to sleep anytime soon. I checked my phone to a bunch of missed calls from Ruby. I suppose, I was a no show to work today. I dialled her number and waited for her answer.

"Ivory!! You're alright!" She shouted down the line.

"Yes, I'm alright." I replied. "Sorry for not coming to work."

"It's alright. I heard what happened." She replied, "Mark told me."

"Of course he did, listen. I'm not sure if I feel safe doing the girls night out thing." I piped up. "Not after what happened."

"I understand. I was looking forward to it, but I rather you feel safe." She sighed. "How bout we just watch some movies then? That way we can hang out but be safe at the same time." She suggested.

"Yeah, that sounds like a better plan." I agreed. "See ya!"

"Bye, Ivory!" She replied before hanging up. I put my phone down and laid back down in bed.

"Everything alright?" I turned around to see Mark sat up, looking down at me.

"I'm fine, was just telling Ruby that I'm alright." I replied with a small smile. "Thanks for telling her, by the way."

"It's alright, thought she should know." Mark replied, pecking me on the forehead.

"You guys saved my life today, u don't want to know what would have happened if you didn't show up." I smiled. "You guys are my heroes, in your music and in real life." I chuckled quietly.

"What's the time?" Mark asked. "It's pitch black and you seem wide awake." He asked.

"It's like 9pm. What time did I fall asleep?" I asked.

"You were sound asleep at 5." Mark laughed.

"Wow, I must have been tired." I laughed. "I might make a hot chocolate, would you like one?"

"Mmmm, hot chocolate at 9pm? Of course!" Mark replied.

I quietly made my way to the lounge. Matt and Travis were sound asleep. Travis was on my recliner and Matt, on my couch. I decided to try and shake Travis awake. "Ivory, what's up?" He groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"Y'know, I have two fully furnished spare rooms. They might be more comfortable than these." I offered.

"Don't think I can say no." He got up and threw a cushion at Matt. "Hey, she has some spare rooms." He spoke.

"Yeah, just follow the hallway. You'll figure it out." I replied. And like that, the lounge was empty. Mark was looking at me with a smirk. "What?" I laughed, "I thought they'd be more comfortable in there."

"Oh, sure you did." He said before stepping in front of me, closing the gap between us.

"I still have to make the drinks." I chuckled.

"Those can wait..." Mark sighed into my neck. "I need you...like...now..." He whispered, lifting me onto the kitchen counter. "That's of it's ok with you?" He asked.

"Well, you have to finish what you started...." I replied, and just like that, our pants were off and Mark was perfectly lined up with me. He slowly entered me, groaning into my neck as he slowly entered my pussy. "Mark..." I sighed as he slowly fucked me, savoring the moment. "You feel so good." I sighed, throwing my head back.

Mark, started picking up his pace. I'm pretty sure he was moaning louder.

"Argghhh! My god! Ivory!" He cursed, probably a little too loudly. None of us cared though, the countertop sex was good.

"Mark, I'm gonna cum soon!" I moaned out, but Mark pulled out. "What'd you do that for?" I asked, pouting my bottom lip.

"Cause, you're gonna make our hot chocolates like you said you would." He smirked, tucking himself away. "I can finish you off later." He chuckled, kissing my neck and making his way towards my room.

I walked into my room to see Matt sitting on my bed shirtless. Mark was there too, with a shit-eating grin. "What's going on?" I asked. I was more confused than ever.

"Come and sit." Mark replied, patting a spot between him and Matt. I obliged and sat where Mark told me. "How to you feel about spicing it up for tonight?" Mark asked.

"What? I'm not good enough?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"No, you're good. More than good. Hence why I've brought Matt here." Mark replied.

"Wait, why have you brought him here?" I asked, still dumbfounded by this.

"He's invited me for a threesome." Matt spoke quietly. "Mark's kinda told me that you want to try this." He finished off, playing with a strand of my hair. The thought of this was kinda turning me on. I've had huge crushes on Matt and Mark for a while now.

"Ivory, listen. We will make sure you're well looked after." Mark spoke softly, holding my face in his hand.

"Alright, one condition. Stay away from the backdoor." I insisted. Mark and Matt nodded their heads in agreement. With this, Mark pulled me into a deep kiss, kissing my lips and exploring my mouth with his tongue. Matt was behind me kissing the back of my neck, reaching around my waist and feeling me up before finding his way to my boobs.

"Wow, such a nice set of tits." Matt whispered against my skin. Mark pulled my pants to my feet and started stimulating my clit. I was being overtaken by this pleasure. Matt pulled me back towards him so that we were both laying on the bed. Mark had followed suit. Pulling me up onto my hands and knees and leaning over me.

"I'm gonna fuck you doggy style, while you get Matt nice and ready to do the same when I'm done." He ordered. And with that, he was deep inside me hitting at an angle that was new to me. Matt stood up and removed his clothes.

"Mark, get her over here." He said.

I moved to the edge of the bed where Matt was standing, well it was more like Mark somehow moved me there while he was still buried inside of me. I turned my attention to Matt's cock while Mark was still fucking me. Matt was a little bigger than Mark was. I brought a hand up and started slowly stroking it, earning a groan from Matt. I continued, enjoying the sounds that I was emitting from him. Mark was being gentle, so I was able to give Matt some attention. But Matt looked down at me with a smirk, then back up at Mark who started pounding into me causing me to moan out loud. This gave Matt an invitation to ram himself down my throat and start face fucking me. All I was able to let out at that point we're tiny, inaudible groans. As I was being pushed to the brink.

I felt an orgasm make it's way through me. "That's it Ivory. Cum for me." Mark grunted. And with that Mark had spilled his seed into me. Causing my legs to shake under me. Wow, that was intense. Matt pulled out of me with a smirk.

"Stay on your hands and knees, but turn your ass towards me." He demanded softly. I obliged and Matt pumped into me a few times before spilling his seed into me. He pulled out with a satisfied sigh. "Wow, thanks for that guys." He breathed. "I'm going to get some sleep." He said softly, kissing me on the cheek.

When he exited the room, I turned to Mark and for some reason I started to laugh. "Wow, that was something else." I giggled. "How'd you organize that so quickly?" I asked.

"Honestly, I have no idea. But I'm glad I did." He whispered. "I kinda liked seeing you get fucked like that." He chuckled.

"Well, after all that. I think I can sleep good now." I whispered, kissing Mark on the lips one last time for the night.

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Dumpweed Chapter 7

TW; small mention of violence

The next day at work was probably the most tense things have been in forever. Ruby hasn't said a word to me since that phone call, but I was invited to a blink rehearsal so I was kind of happy. "Hey, Ivory..." Ruby finally managed to speak up.

"Hmm, what's up?" I responded, sitting on the other side of Ruby's desk.

"I just wanted to apologise for getting mad at you." She apologised. "I was unreasonable, it was a stupid reason to get angry over." She finished off.

"I think I understand, I replied. I know you may have been a little late, but I should have invited you." I replied.

"I don't think it was stupid. You have famous friends now, and you're about to go on a pretty cool tour with your favourite band." She smiled lightly.

"I'm only going on tour because I'm banging the lead singer." I laughed.

"And rightfully so, I see that you two are made for each other. But before you go, we should go out on the town. This gal needs to get her jiggle on!" She giggled.

"I could do Friday night. We leave on Saturday morning." I smiled.

"Well, Friday night it is then!" She shouted in excitement. "Hey, do you think Mark will let us get ready at his place?" She asked.

"I can't see why not." I chuckled. "I will ask at rehearsal tonight.

I was at the blink rehearsal, watching them do their thing. "That sounded awesome!" I clapped, with a big grin on my face. Mark didn't seem as enthusiastic. "I'm glad you think so, but I can't seem to get this part right." He groaned.

"I think it sounded good." Travis spoke up from behind his drum kit.

"Yeah, I agree." Matt finished off. "You do have to remember that this is a rock show, people will won't care if you mess up one part."

"Dude, people notice." Mark argued back. "People always notice our fuck ups." He finished before storming out. I exchanged confused looks at both Matt and Travis.

"He'll be ok. He does tend to get stressed before touring." Travis spoke up.

"I'll go and check on him. See if I can make him feel better."

Mark was standing outside, leaning against the building. "Hey, are you alright?" I asked, putting my hand on his shoulder. Mark looked down and gave me a small grin before turning away and sighing.

"I don't know. I'm just being a fusspot I guess." He huffed.

"I'm no expert, but I thought you sounded good. You always sound good to me." I replied, leaning my head on his shoulder. "Even before you got into my pants." This caused Mark to bust out laughing.

"Well, I'm glad you think so." He smiled.

"Yes, and I think lots of other blink-182 fans would say the same, well maybe not the last part. And Matt, and Travis would say you sound great." I encouraged him, stepping in front of him and placing his hands in mine. "Plus, the Mark I know is confident." I finished off. Mark leaned in and pecked my lips.

"You're pretty amazing, y'know?" He whispered quietly.

"I know. Now, are you going to do back in and do the thing that made me fall for you?" I asked him.

"Yes, but you have to come with me." He replied.

"Oh and one last thing, Ruby and I are going into town on Friday night. Can we get ready at your house?" I asked. Mark smiled softly. 

"Good to see you guys have patched things up. Of course you can." He smiled. 

The rest of the rehearsal session was a success. I'd hazard a guess that we were all systems go now, Mark and I were parked out the front of my house. "Are you sure you don't want to come back to my place?" He asked, holding a hand in his. 

"I'm sure, but I will see you Friday night?" I offered. 

"Probably sooner, I don't think I can last two nights without you." He admitted. I looked away, trying to hide my blush. 

"Well, I'll be seein' ya." I grinned, pecking Mark on the lips. Only, the peck turned into a mini makeout session. 

"That felt like more of a 'please, stay and fuck me, Mark' kiss than a goodbye kiss." Mark smirked as he pulled away. 

"And, what are you going to do about it?" I bit back, returning Mark's smirk.

"I am going to make you wait." He smirked.

"You're a bastard." I chuckled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight. I love you, Ivory." Mark smiled, kissing my cheek before I opened the car door and made my way to the front door.

I took a seat on the couch. It was oddly quiet tonight, quieter than it has been. I turned on the TV, only to mindlessly scroll through.  I pulled my phone out and started texting Mark.

Me: I should have let you stay. It's quiet as fuck here.

Mark: see I told you that you'd get lonely, try music. It helps me.

I smiled at Mark's advice and put my +44 CD in the player. It kind of felt like Mark was here. I sat back down and enjoyed listening to Mark's voice as I nodded off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning to someone banging on my front door. What the hell? I thought to myself as I dragged myself up, opening the door to see Robert, my ex on the other side.

"Robert, what the fuck are you doing here?" I swore.

"Hello, Ivory. That wasn't a very nice way to greet your friend." He chuckled, pushing past me into the house.

"What the fuck. Leave. Now. And you're not my friend, you're the jealous ex boyfriend who thought he could get his way by pushing me around." I was half angry and half fearing my life. Robert turned around and smiled an evil grin.

"Maybe I still could." He chuckled, clutching a hand around my neck.

"Please, Robert. I've moved on. I don't want you no more!" I yelled. This was a bad mistake, he raised his fist to hit me.

"Hey, asshole. Get the hell off of her!" I heard a voice shout. He was thrown off me too quickly for me to see who it was, but I soon saw Mark and Travis rushing to my side.

"Ivory, are you ok?" Mark asked, kneeling down to me. "Who was that?"

"Robert, my ex. Don't know what he was doing. We didn't get to those particulars." I sighed. "I didn't think he would actually figure out where I was staying."

"It's ok. You're safe now Ivory." You looked up to see Matt walking towards me.

"Yeah, but I moved out his place. I didn't think he'd figure out where I moved to. I had to leave him. He was violent." I was shaking at this point.

"It's ok, Ivory. He won't hurt you no more." Mark reassured me, he got up and then helped me up, leading me over to the couch. He sat beside me and just held me in his arms. "I won't ever let it happen." He cooed.

"Yeah, you have three mean looking punks to look after you." Matt pointed out.

"I'd hate to break it to you guys, but y'all don't look very mean." I joked. This made everyone laugh out loud.

"Very funny." Mark chuckled, still holding my head against his chest.

"So, what were you guys doing here?" I asked.

"I was wanting to bring you to a rehearsal, but I think we could watch some movies instead." Mark suggested, specially after that.

"Alright, let's do it." I smiled. Watching movies with all.of blink-182, no complaints here.

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All my Tik Tok is, just lame speedpaints like this lmao

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The Workhorse

Summary: Once a prized pony, Arthur has found himself single-handedly carrying the entire camps weight, and it’s finally worn him down. Disgusted by how the gang treats him, you drag your sweetheart out of camp for a weekend away, spoiling him to many things: a hot bath, dinner, a massage, and a strap-on.

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x f!Reader

Word Count: 3507

Rating: NSFW

Tags: Pegging, dom!Reader, sub!Arthur, Established relationship, Praise kink, massage.      

Notes: me?? writing Arthur content?? I know I rarely post about him, but I do love Mister Morgan, enough to peg his ass

Here he comes, your other half, trailing back into camp with heavy bags under his eyes; you may be on the other side of the camp, but you can spot how exhausted he is from a mile off. Arthur’s back is hunched over, his mouth slightly parted, and the grunt he makes as he forces himself off the saddle makes your heart shatter. Your poor lover, your sweetheart, your darling Arthur, as you like to call him. You’ve told certain gang members off before, for making Arthur do all the heavy work whilst other capable members lie back and relax. It’s manipulative, conning Arthur into doing all the work simply because he struggles to say no. Well, enough is enough. You’re trailing over to him now, ready to take his saddlebags off him and shoo him into your shared tent. As always, he protests the second you reach out for the bag, but you gently swat his hand away, and poor Arthur doesn’t have the energy to refuse again. “Thank you,” he replies, barely above a whisper, and takes your hand as you trail him over to your shared tent.

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GTA V oneshot.

A shameless Michel/f!reader piece of smut. I liked writing this a little too much 🤣

Do let me know if you enjoyed this and and maybe give some ideas for another shot like this? Anything will do 😁

Young reader is working at a bar that plays mostly classic rock and metal hits. Michael doesn't believe that someone so young would know such music. So is pleasantly surprised when she actually knows her shit when it comes to music.

It was a fairly quiet night tonight. I sat behind the bar, watching for any signs of customers coming through the doors. I looked up to see a man, he seemed to be in his early to mid 40's. Much like most of the folks that come through these doors. I was in my early 20's, which seemed to understandably surprise people. "Hey, beautiful. Can I please have the best whiskey that this bar stocks?" The man asked. I poured the drink and handed it to him. There was something about this man. He seemed down, like he was going to be here for a while.

"So, how was your day?" I asked, trying to start some sort of conversation. It was just the two of us here. I had to speak sometime.

"It was...a day." The man replied, "but it brightened when I saw your face behind the bar." He looked up with a smirk. I could feel the heat in my cheeks rising.

"Well, you've been my only customer so far, so you've definitely brightened my day, even though you seem kinda...sad." I admitted.

"So, what's a pretty young thing like you doing here?" He asked, a smirk coming onto his face.

"I'm working, serving you your drink." I answered bravely.

"No, I mean working in this bar. Aren't you a little young to be listening to this old music?" He asked, seeming curious.

"I'll have you know, old man. I actually do like this sort of music. So I am perfect for the role of your bartendress." I smirked.

"Alright then. What did Phil Collins do before he went solo?" He cockily asked.

"He played drums in Genesis." I answered.

"That seemed way too easy for you. What is the name of this song?" He quizzed, bringing his phone closer to me so that I could hear it.

"That's 'Night Moves' by Bob Seger" I answered again. "Keep it playing. I like this song." I smiled.

"Wow, you do know your stuff." He smiled.

"See, I did tell you." I smiled.

"Yes, you did. What about classic movies then? What do you know about them?" He asked.

"Not much, I'm more of a music gal myself." I replied.

"Well, I think I could change that. When does your shift end?" He asked.

"You don't even know my name and you're taking me to the movies." I replied cheekily. "But for your information, I'm Y/N."

"Very nice to meet you, I'm Micheal." He grinned, pulling my hand up and gently kissed the back of it. "I hope I get to kiss more than that later." He teased. I instantly felt my cheeks burning red. "But you didn't answer my question, when do you clock off?" Micheal asked again.

"I'm actually due to leave in ten minutes." I replied. "Meet in the carpark?" You ask.

"Good girl." He spoke huskily, pecking me on the cheek. Boy, was I going to have fun tonight.

I finally managed to close everything up for the night. And as promised, Michael was in the carpark, leaning on his car with a cigarette and waiting for me. "Would you like a puff?" He offered. I happily accepted and took a drag from the nicotine stick before handing it back to him.

"By the way, thank you for sticking around tonight. You made my shift less boring." I admitted. I started to shiver slightly at the cold air, prompting Micheal to open the front passenger door for me.

"Let's make moves. I promise it'll be warmer in the car." He offered.

"What a gentleman." I smirked as I climbed in.

Both Micheal and I agreed to going back to his place. Seeing as he was the one with the movie knowledge and he was home alone. For the entire ride, we talked about ourselves And made each other laugh, A LOT. We had finally arrived at his house, well, mansion as I had just figured it out. This place was huge. Michael let me out of the car before carrying me inside, bridal style. I giggled as he set me down on the couch. He set up the movie on his projector screen and walked out to fetch a bowl of popcorn and a few glasses each. He set the popcorn down beside me and poured a small amount of whiskey into the glasses. "Micheal, sit. You're making me restless." I demanded. Micheal chuckled and sat beside me, handing me my drink.

"Happy now?" He laughed, clicking "play" on the remote.

"Yes, very happy." I smiled.

The movie was done. I didn't expect it to be as good as it was. "So Y/N, what'd you think?" Michael asked.

"I liked it. Thanks for inviting me." I smiled. "To be fair, I don't think I want this night to end. I know I've just met you, but…" I was interrupted by Michael tenderly kissing me on the lips before pulling away and awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what came onto me…" he spoke awkwardly.

"Don't be sorry, can we carry on?" I asked.

"If you insist." Micheal moved the popcorn from between the two of us and crashed his lips into mine, sending tingles to all the right places. He must have picked up on this because he gently pushed me back down onto the sofa and hovered above me. He lowered one hand down between my legs, the other kneading my breasts. I let out a soft moan as I felt his fingers circling my clit. "How's that feeling baby girl?" He asked in his husky, low voice. "Do you want daddy to fuck your little brains out?" He asked, not releasing pressure on my nether regions.

"Yes...that...feels good... please... fuck me…" I answered in between labored breaths. With this, Micheal effortlessly scooped me up and carried you to his bedroom, plopping me onto his bed once we arrived. He made quick work of removing every item of clothing from the two of us. I took a moment to check him out. He was muscular for his age, but was a little more on the chubby side. And his cock was huge, bigger than I've had before. Not that I was complaining, at all.

"Wow, you are beautiful, princess." He sighed before positioning himself over top of me. "I'm going to take care of you, I promise." He spoke lowly, slowly entering into my pussy. He moved slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size.

"Micheal, that feels so good…" I sighed. He started to pick up the pace, making sure to hit my g-spot with every thrust.

"Mmmm, you like my big cock in your little count?" He grunted, starting to fuck me relentlessly. "Are you going to be a good girl and cum for me?" He asked. This pretty much flicked a switch as I felt a strong orgasm sneak up on me. Micheal chuckled and leaned down to nibble at my shoulder. "Don't worry, I ain't done yet." He cooed as he continued fucking me relentlessly. With a few sloppy thrusts, he pulled out, spilling his seed onto my stomach.

"Wow, that was amazing. Thank you for that." I sighed with both exhaustion and contentment. Micheal grabbed out a tissue and cleaned me up before laying beside me and pulling me into his arms.

"I hope this won't be the last I see of you. I would love to do that again." He winked before kissing me on the forehead and falling asleep beside me. I wasn't far behind and fell into a slumber as well.

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James Hetfield + F!reader oneshot

Reader gets lost trying to find a bathroom. Bumps into the man himself. 

Contains NSFW!!! Enjoy 😉

word count:  1116

What a show! You thought to yourself. You had just been to see Metallica live on their Worldwired tour. It was expensive but goddamn it was worth the money. You decided to go to the back of the arena to go to the bathroom before catching a taxi back to your house for the night. Little did you know that this place was a goddamn maze. Out of nowhere, you bump into a large man. "I am so sorry, sir…" You looked up to see James smiling down at you. "Oh, James. Hi.." You tried not to stutter. James smirked in response. 

"What's a pretty young lady like yourself doing back here?" He asked, moving a strand of hair behind your ear. 

"I was looking for the... bathroom." You replied, blushing at James's gesture. 

"I have my own bathroom. You could use it if ya want. These public bathrooms at concert venues are dirty. You deserve better." He offered. 

"Are you like this with every fan that you meet?" You asked, looking him dead in the eye. James shrugged.

"Not every fan. I just saw you enjoying yourself out there and it made me kind of uhhh…" he trailed off. Against your own better will, you looked down at the obvious bulge in his pants. "Hey, my eyes are up here." He whispered, bringing your chin up so that you were looking at him. 

"Can you please just get me to that toilet? I'm kinda busting." You urged.

"Oh, sure. Let's do that." James replied, moving away from you. 

"So, the toilet is just through here." James said, pointing to the toilet door. "I won't go anywhere, I promise." He smiled. 

Once you got out of the toilet, James was sitting there in a towel. 

"Hey, thanks for letting me use the bathroom." You said quietly, trying to just slip past him. But he gently grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you down so that you were sitting on his lap. 

"Please, stay for a bit. I could use the company." He smiled that wicked smile of his. 

"But James, you're married aren't you? I don't want to ruin that." You replied. "Plus, you don't even know my name." You smirked. 

"I was married, but not any more." James replied. "And I'd hazard a guess that your name is Y/N. Your license fell out of your pocket." He smiled

"Ok, I think I could stay but if you drop me off at my house afterwards."  You replied. 

"Of course I can." He replied, before pulling you down to meet your lips with his. They were so soft, softer than what you were expecting. He was soon licking your lips, as if he was asking for permission. You were more than happy to grant his access. With that, James pretty much shoved his tongue in your mouth. You felt yourself getting really turned on by this. James was that much of a good kisser. "Stand up, get those pants off." He ordered. You were happy to oblige and stripped yourself of your pants and James undid his towel. Wow, he was huge. You weren't sure that he'd fit inside of you. James pulled you back down so that you were pretty much perfectly lined up with him. "Are you ready for me?" He asked, nibbling on your neck, just below your earlobe. 

"James, just fuck me." You groaned in response

“Tut, tut,tut, where are your manners, hm, Y/N?” He snickered. 

“Fine...James, just fuck me, please?” You pleaded, flashing him an innocent smile. 

“That's much better.” He cooed, before flipping the two of you over so that he was on top. He lent down and started biting your neck, being sure to leave hickies in his trail. You gave a light moan in response. This man was really turning you on. You tried to lift your hips up to grind up against him, or grind on something but James had just about all of his body weight on you. You were not moving anytime soon. James Chuckled and snaked a hand down in between your legs and started rubbing small circles through the fabric of your jeans. “You like that, don’t you, princess?” He whispered in your ear. 

“Yes, it feels...good…” you sighed. And with that James had stood up, unzipping his jeans and setting himself free. To say that he was big, was an understatement. He then came along and pulled your jeans off. Now the pair of you were naked from the waist down. 

“Here, follow me.” He offered his hand and you obliged, James leading you to sit on one of those big suitcase things, so that you would both be lined up perfectly. James pulled you closer, before slowly entering you. He slowly, thrusted himself in and out of you, watching your face for any signs of discomfort. 

“Are you OK?” He asked.

“Yes...I’m good. Keep on going, please..” You replied. James gave a smirk before picking up his pace slightly, causing you to moan out loud. This caused him to start fucking you relentlessly, making you scream his name.

“That’s it Y/N, say my name.” He grunted, pounding into your g-spot, gripping your thighs to stop you from moving too much. You felt your walls clenching around his dick. You were close.

“James...I’m gonna cum soon!” You cried out. This didn’t slow him down at all. He added pressure to your clit, using his thumb. Before you knew it, you felt that knot in your stomach explode and you came hard! “James!” You cried out loud, James wasn’t too far behind and spilt himself inside of you with a loud growl. He pulled out of you and gave a soft sigh, probably the softest you’ve heard from him since this all started. 

“Wow, Y/N. That was…” He spoke up, “that was amazing.” He smiled. 

“I think I would agree.” You smiled back at him. “I do hope this won’t be the last time something like this happens, especially with you.” You hinted. 

“Oh, it definitely will not be the last time. How about I get your number so that next time we can fuck somewhere a little more covenient. Somewhere like a bed.” He suggested. 

“I like that idea, but first let me get off of this thing and put my pants back on.” I laughed quietly. James happily helped you down. As soon as you both had your pants back on, you exchanged numbers and just as soon as you had gone to open the door, James pulled you close and gave you one last smooch. He says it’s for good luck.

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Dumpweed Chapter 6

CONTAINS NSFW!!!

"So, what were you wanting to talk about?" I asked Mark. We were walking around my block, hand in hand.

"I just wanted to personally thank you for agreeing to come with us on tour." He replied. "I know we haven't known each other for long, but I kinda want you to be my girlfriend." He confessed, stepping in front of me and holding my hands in his own. "Mine and only mine." He said sternly. I was a little taken back from his question.

"I think I would like that. If, you make me breakfast when we get to our first stop." I replied, smiling up at the man.

"How about I buy you breakfast now?" He offered.

"You have a deal." I accepted, pecking him on the cheek.

It was a few hours before Mark and I both arrived back at my house. Hayley was the only one there. "Oh, hello you two." She spoke excitedly.

"Hey, where is everyone?" I asked.

"They all had to go. I figured I would wait for you both to get home, because I didn't want to leave the house unattended." She replied. "Where'd you guys go? You both look all loved up."

"Oh, we just went for a walk around the block and Mark asked me out." I replied.

"And she said yes." Mark finished off, kissing me on the forehead.

"Alright, I'll let you two lovebirds alone. Oh, and Ivory. A girl called ruby came by, told me to get you to call her." She finished off before heading out the door.

"You should call your friend." Mark spoke, leaning in to kiss me. "Just to see if she's alright."

"Nah, I'll see her at work tomorrow. Right now, it's just you and I." I smiled, pulling him in for a kiss. "You, me and an empty house. Choose your furniture." I smirked.

"I have to take a shower first. Afterwards?" Mark asked.

"Fine, you shower and I'll call Ruby." I sighed, giving into Mark.

"Hey, Ruby. What's up?" I asked once she answered the phone.

"Why didn't you tell me you were having a party?" She snapped.

"Ruby. I didn't even know there was a party organized. You left and then people just started showing up. It was that last minute." I replied, trying to explain.

"Yeah, all your rockstar friends?" She snapped. "Not even the friend that has been through thick and thin with you? The one who has dried all of your tears?"

"Ruby listen, it's not like...."

"Like hell it is. Screw you Ivory and don't even bother talking to me at work tomorrow." She finished before hanging up.

I threw my phone at the wall and the phone broke in the process.

I was slumped on the couch just about in tears when Mark came out with just a towel wrapped around his waist. "Hey, Ivory. Are you alright?" He asked, sitting beside me and wrapping an arm around me.

"I'm fine." I spoke quickly, holding back my tears.

"You don't look alright." He answered back.

"Ruby found out about the party. She's not happy with me." I admitted.

"I'm sorry. I would've invited her, but it was so last minute." Mark replied. Pulling me in for a hug.

"I know you would've. But for some reason, she thinks I'm replacing her for all my rockstar friends." I sobbed.

"Aww, Ivory. We both know that isn't true." He spoke softly.

"Yeah, we both know that isn't true. But she doesn't. How do I make her realize she's still a friend?" I asked.

"Maybe hit the town one night this week. As I dunno, a girl's night out." Mark suggested.

"Mark Hoppus, you are a genius. But what if it doesn't work? I fear this may be the one too many times where she gets mad at me for something like this." I asked.

"Maybe you two just aren't meant to be friends. Buy yourself out of your business, then cut her out. Because, if you're friends with the rockstars you'll have enough clientele to start on your own." Mark advised. "But only do that as a last resort." He advised. "But right now, let's just enjoy each other's company." He suggested, winking at me. I smiled, biting my lips at his suggestion before leaning in and pulling Mark into a passionate kiss. Mark pulled me into his lap so that my clothed pussy was lined up with his cock, that was only covered by a skimpy towel. I started kissing down Mark's neck and chest, leaving little hickeys in my trail before landing at the top of his towel.

"Wonder what we have here?" I questioned licking my lips and feeling Mark's hard dick through the towel. I undid the towel, letting his dick free. I made quick work, spitting his dick then slowly taking him all in, slightly gagging when he hit the back of my throat.

"Ivory...shit..." Mark groaned, thrusting his hips up slightly. I moaned softly, knowing damn well Mark was enjoying this. Suddenly, Mark roughly grabbed a handful of my hair and started mercilessly using my mouth as his own personal fuck hole. "Ivory, I'm gonna cum...." He groaned before pulling out of my mouth and spilling his seed on his stomach.

"How was that?" I asked, catching my breath.

"That felt so good..." Mark sighed before he pulled me up to kiss him. "But it's your turn now." He winked, before lifting me up and carrying me into my room and gently plopping me on my bed. Mark made quick work of removing my pants and underwear. "Did I ever tell you how stunning you are?" He groaned in my ear, while using his fingers to rub circles on my clit.

“Mhmm, I believe you have...” I moaned in response. With that, Mark started slowly pumping in and out of me. He started picking up the pace once he saw that I was enjoying what I was doing.

“You like that don’t you, Ivory? You like it when i finger your tight pussy.” He whispered into my ear.

“I...love it but please...fuck me.” I managed to string together a sentence.

“Hmmm, don’t think I can do that....not yet anyway.” He chuckled, pulling his fingers out and putting them in his mouth, cleaning them of my juices. He licked his lips and went between my legs, licking up and down my slit.

“Mmmmph, Mark....keep going...” I moaned. He started again with pumping his fingers in me, but this time he was faster. At the same time, he was using his tongue to stimulate my clit. This is what pushed me to the edge.

“Mmm...yes...that’s it, cum for me....Ivory...” He groaned into me. Upon this, I came hard. Mark came up beside me and wrapped his arm around me.

“Wow...I think I need a moment to rest.” I sighed, resting my head on Mark’s chest. Mark looked down at me and smiled.

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Dumpweed Chapter 5

I woke up the next morning, sprawled out on Mark's bed. I went to lazily wrap my arm around Mark, only to find that he wasn't there. I sat up and took a moment to look around, just in case Mark was in the room, only to see that he wasn't. "Mark!? Where are you?!" I called out, earning no response from him. Worried, I wrapped myself in the thick duvet to go and look for him, finding a note on top of the dressing table.

Good morning, Ivory. I hope that you slept well. I have had to run some errands and sort some tour stuff. Feel free to help yourself to whatever is in the kitchen and make yourself at home. I will see you when I'm done. Mark xx

I felt my heart flutter at the note. He was so sweet, even when he wasn't around. I dropped the blanket onto Mark's bed and walked my naked self into his ensuite bathroom. Yes, I needed a shower. While waiting for the shower to heat up, I saw my reflection in the mirror. Mark had left hickies along my neck and chest. I smiled at the memory of last night and got under the shower.

It was now the afternoon, and I was happily dancing to myself with music blaring in my headphones. I had decided to make some blueberry muffins. I was so into the music and had almost jumped out of my skin when Mark came up and took an earbud out of my ear. Mark laughed out loud, giving me a moment to pause my music. "So, I was saying that whatever you are making smells great." He chuckled, pulling me in by the head and kissing me on the forehead. I wrapped my arm around his waist and rested my head on his chest. "Thank you, doesn't smell as good as you though." I chuckled. Mark laughed and held my shoulders at arms length. "You smell better though, if I must say so." He smiled. "I am just going to pretend that what you said wasn't creepy at all." I joked. "You started it." Mark joked, smiling at me. "So, would you like to come on tour with us?" He asked. "I know we've just met and all, but I'd like to be able to hang out with you some more." He admitted. Everything inside me was telling me that I should go, but I had work and my life here that needed my attention. "What would I do about work though?" I asked. "You are a graphic designer. Surely, you could get a laptop and bring your work with you?" Mark suggested. "Plus, you could become blink-182's graphic designer!" He said excitedly. "I dunno Mark. It's a lot to think about." I sighed. Mark looked down at me with a defeated face. "We leave in a week, so you have time to decide." He smiled. "I know that we would both love it." He whispered before pulling me into a kiss. "I do need some time." I replied, kissing Mark on the cheek. "But I should be getting home." I finished off.

After hours of stalling with Mark (no, not that sort of stalling), I was finally home. Ruby was visiting. "Come on, Ivory. You should go!" She shouted excitedly. "I want to go, Ruby. I really do. But what about my job here?" I asked. "I can't expect you to take my work load as well as your own." I explained. "You do realize that you own your business, right? You can do whatever the hell you like." She replied. I inwardly laughed at her answer. "Are you sure you'll be OK though? I don't want to leave you on your own." I asked. Ruby looked like she was getting a little bit annoyed at my paranoia. "You're going, Ivory. You'll love it and I'll be fine back here." She assured. "Alright, alright. I'll go then." I laughed. "Like you should. When do you leave?" Ruby asked. "I have another week, so plenty of time to get things in tip top shape before I leave." I replied. "I better tell Mark that I will be going." "I will see you tomorrow. I have some 2IC stuff that I need to take care of." Ruby smiled before exiting my home.

Just about as soon as Ruby left, I quickly dialled Mark's number. "Hello Ivory, do you already miss me?"  Mark asked. "Yes, I guess I have." I replied. "I have made my decision about the tour by the way." I finished off. "Aaaand...what may that be?" He asked. "Did you decide that my good looks and charm were enough to get you to come along?" He asked. "I guess they were, because I'm coming with ya." I replied. I swore that I could feel Mark smiling through the phone at me. "Well, that's good. I will try to look after you." He said softly.

Suddenly, I felt a knock at the door. "Hey, Mark. I have to go. There's someone here." I said. "Alright. I'll see you when I see you." He said softly. We both said our quick goodbyes as I went to answer the door. I opened the door to see no one other than Brendon Urie standing at my door. "Hey, Brendon! What's up?" I asked, confused at how the hell he'd know where I lived. I don't remember even giving him my address. "Nothing at all, I just heard that you're set to embark on a big tour." He smiled. "And thought that it'd be worth partying for." He finished, pulling the full crate of beer up. "What? A party of like two people?" I teased. "No, there will be others on the way soon." He replied. "Oh, Where's your stereo?" He asked. I pointed him in the direction of my stereo.

My home was soon packed with famous rockstars. Everyone from Green Day to All Time Low were here. Even Matt and Travis were here. "Hey, Matt. Where's Mark?" I asked. Matt looked at me and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I dunno. He did say that he may be a little late." He replied. "By the way, you have a nice home." He complimented my house. "Thanks. It ain't much but it's something. Plus, I bought it with my own money." I replied. "That makes it even better." Matt smiled, patting my shoulder. Just as I walked away, I heard the doorbell go off again. I answered the door to see who looked like to be Hayley Williams from Paramore at the door. "Hey, Brendon told me about a party here." She smiled. "Uhh yeaah, sure. Come on in." I said, trying to suppress my disappointment. Yes, Hayley was cool but I was kinda waiting on Mark to show up. "Hey, are you alright?" She asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. "Yes, I'm fine. Just waiting on Mark." I replied. Just as I said that, I saw Mark walking up my driveway. "Hey, Ivory! I made it. So sorry for being late." He called out. "That's ok, I'm just glad you came." I replied, wrapping my arms around him. Mark pulled me in tighter, then leaned in to kiss me. "Oh, and I hope you don't mind that I asked Brendon to throw you a party." He spoke softly, kissing me again. "Should we go in, I'm cold." I turned around to see Hayley standing. "You can go in." I smiled before turning back to Mark.

I woke up the next morning with a killer headache. Mark was laying next to me, softly snoring. I looked us over and we were both surprisingly both fully clothed. I got up and left Mark to sleep. Everyone else was in the lounge, sleeping wherever they could find room for themselves. Hayley was the next one awake. "Oh, good morning Ivory." She spoke in her usual cheery tone. "Thanks for letting me join the party last night, it was fun." She spoke warmly. "You're welcome. But it really should be Brendon you're thanking. I didn't even know there was going to be a party until he got here." I admitted. Hayley laughed out loud. "Well, if Brendon is throwing parties at your place, I think you'd be considered his friend." She smiled. "Yeah, I guess you're right." I replied. "So, I never go to ask. Are you and Mark a thing?" She asked. "I dunno. We hooked up a few weeks ago and started a friends with benefits thing." I replied. "Are you sure? Cause from where I was standing, you seemed like lovers." She teased, "Damn, were we that obvious?" I asked, blushing hard. "Don't worry. I think it's kinda cute." She smiled. "Mark's a cool guy. And you seem cool too."

Mark was the next to rise. "I know, he's a good guy." He smiled, walking up to me and wrapping his arm around me. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" I asked. "I had the best sleep I've hand in a while." He replied, kissing me on the forehead. "Hayley, is it ok if I steal my girl away for a bit?" He asked, turning to look at Hayley as if he was almost begging her. " "Off you two go then." She replied, smiling. "Oh, and Ivory, I'll make sure everything is clean and tidy by the time you're back." She smiled.

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Dumpweed Chapter 4

More NSFW lol

It had been a week since the festival, and a week since I last heard from Mark. I should have known, a big shot rockstar like him was sure to forget about someone as small as me. "Ivory, I'm sure he's just busy or something. He is a touring musician." Ruby tried reassuring me. "I know Ruby, but he said he wanted to get to know me some more. That he wanted to hang out more." I replied, looking down at my hands. I was meant to be working, but I was too...I didn't even know the words to describe it. Maybe I was just being insecure.

"Ahhh, so this is the work station of Ivory Lurz." I snapped my head up from my computer to see Mark waltzing up to my desk. He took the seat and brought it around to my side. "What are you working on?" He asked. "Nothing important. Just some flyers for some art show next month." I replied, not taking my eyes off the screen. "Ivory, please look at me." Mark urged. I swung around in the chair and was met with eyes. His face relaxed into a smile upon seeing my face. "Would you care to come for a walk?" He asked. I looked back at Ruby, who was signalling me to go. "Go on, take the afternoon off. I'll cover you." She insisted. "Thank you, Ruby. I owe you one." I thanked Ruby. "Yes, an invitation to yours and Mark's wedding." She joked. Mark and I exchanged shocked glances before laughing along with Ruby.

"What were you wanting to talk about?" I asked Mark, as we were walking down the street. "Nothing important, I was just wondering if you'd like to come on a date with me tonight?" He asked, hopefully. "Why can't we make right now a date, and have a little fun later?" I asked. "I like your idea better." He replied, winking at me. "Where would you like to eat? There's a nice Italian restaurant around the corner." "Italian it is then, let's go." I replied, taking Mark's hand.

"Hey, I'm sorry I took so long to get back to you. It's been a busy week with the getting ready to go on tour and stuff." Mark spoke once the waiter had brought our food out. We just ended up by sharing a large margarita pizza between us. "It's ok, I understand. Music seems like a busy business." I replied. "I'm just glad you didn't forget about me." I finished off, smiling at Mark. He brought his hand up to my face and cupped my cheek. "I could never forget you." He smiled back, before pulling me in for a kiss. I didn't realize how much I had missed the taste of Mark Hoppus's lips. "Hmm, maybe we should take this somewhere more private?" I suggested. "We'll just take the pizza for later." "I like the way you think." He winked, waving a near by waiter for them to put the rest of the pizza in a bag to take away.

Mark and I both agreed to meet at my house. Only, I was dropping my car off and Mark was picking me up and taking me to his place. "Are you ready to go, Ivory?" He asked, reaching over to open the door for me. "Quite the gentleman you are, Hoppus." I smiled. Mark brought his hand up and cupped my face, giving me a soft smile. "For you, I would do anything, but lets get on our way." He winked before pulling out of the driveway.

It took arriving at Mark's house for me to realize that he was in fact, a rock star. He has been such a kind, down to earth guy around me, although we have only really hung out twice and once was to fuck. Mark gave me an amused look. "Are you OK?" He asked, trying to hide back a laugh. "I am, just haven't been in a house this size." I admitted. Mark smiled as he took the pizza into the kitchen. "Hopefully, this won't be your last time here." He winked, leading us into the living room. He sat on a huge lounger that sat in the middle of lounge, it almost looked like a bed. Mark pulled me down, causing me to land on top of him. I caught my lips in his, entangling us in a deep kiss. He pulled away, giving me a lustful smile. "Did I ever tell you that you are beautiful ?" He smirked. "I believe that you did." I replied, leaning down to kiss Mark. Mark gave a small laugh and flipped us over so that he was on top. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked, laughing quietly. "What would you like me to do?" He laughed. "I dunno, maybe take me to your room and have your way with me?" I winked. With that, Mark stood up and carried me to his room, gently laying me on his bed as we got there. Mark leaned down to me and started to kiss me hard as he was grinding against my lower region. I let out a breathy sigh in response to Mark's actions. Mark chuckled into the kiss as he reached between us and unbuttoned my pants, reaching into them to rub me through the fabric of my panties. "You wet for me, huh Ivory?" He whispered into my ear before nibbling at the lobe, being sure to make me putty in his hands. Mark continued to pull my pants down to my feet, followed by my underwear leaving me completely bottomless. Mark stood up and removed his own bottom half, his hard dick springing out upon release. I let my eyes roam his body, good thing he's attractive. "What are you looking at?" He asked, laughing. "I'm looking at you, of course.".I smirked. "What are you gonna do about it?" Before I knew it, Mark was on top of me. He ducked his head down to my neck and started to suck and bite on it. I moaned softly in response. I could feel Mark's smirk against my skin. He slowly inserted himself inside me, groaning as he filled me to the hilt. "Hmmmm, Ivory. You...feel...so good." He grunted as he thrusted in me at a slow pace, but making sure to hit my g-spot each time. "Mark...harder...please..." I begged, almost screaming his name. This was enough for Mark to start fucking me with all he had, biting hard at my neck. "Yes, that's it. I'm going to come!" I cried out, before riding my high. Mark wasn't far behind, spilling his seed in me and collapsing on the bed beside me. "That was fun. Thank you, Ivory." He winked before pulling me into his side and kissing me on the forehead. "No, thank you. It was totally worth the early work finish."

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Dumpweed Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning, slightly sore from last night. Mark was laying next to me, watching as I shifted from my slumber. "Good morning, beautiful. Sleep well?" He asked. "I sure did, and you?" I asked, Mark nodded his head and leant over to kiss me. "I'll take that as a yes." I chuckled and sat up. "Where can I use the bathroom?" I asked him, he pointed to the closed door. "Just through there." He replied.

When I got to the bathroom, I instantly noticed the hickeys on my neck and shoulders. Ruby was definitely going to question those. Mark came in after me and kissed the back of my neck. He too noticed the hickeys in my reflection. "Sorry, I didn't mean to...y'know." he stuttered. I turned around to face Mark, running my hands along his shoulders. "I honestly don't mind. It's going to get Ruby off of my back about getting laid." I laughed. "Plus, I had fun." I finished off, kissing his lips. "I had fun too. Thanks for keeping me company, Ivory." He smiled down at me. "I'm going to get in the shower, you want to join?" He asked. "Nah, I'll have one after you. I better tell Ruby that I'm alive." I replied. Mark laughed in response. "Fair call, there's a robe of mine on the couch that you can use if you don't feel like walking around the hotel room naked." He laughed.

I scanned the room and found Mark's robe, it was so soft! I slipped it on and pulled my phone from the coffee table. I had about 11 missed calls from Ruby, I dialled her number and she picked up straight away. "Girl, where are you?" She asked in a worried tone. "I'm at the hotel. I'll be there soon..." "Hotel? Oooh, who did you fuck? Actually, tell me when you get here." She replied eagerly. I laughed in response. "When are you getting here anyways?" She asked. "Soon I hope, I'm just waiting on the shower." Just as I finished that sentence, Mark came out of the shower.

Mark and I pulled up at the back of the venue, where the party last night was. "Hey, can I please get your number?" He asked. "Because I was serious when I said I wanted to hang out with you more." He smiled, handing me a pen and paper. I quickly jotted my number down. "Text me. I have to find Ruby." I smiled, leaning over to kiss Mark. I pulled away to see a pout on his face. "I really wish you didn't have to go." He said quietly. "I do too, but I'll see you when you perform later on." I reassured. "You better be front and center dancing." Mark smiled. "I will be, see you later." I said before climbing out of the car and making my way to mine and Ruby's shared camp spot, but not without bumping into Brendon Urie again. "Hey, there you are." He smiled. "Yes, here I am." I replied. "Thanks for dancing with me last night at the party." I smiled back at him. "It was my pleasure to dance with such a beautiful woman." Brendon smiled, slinging his arm around my shoulder. I was sure that if Mark saw this, he would probably get jealous. Brendon was an extremely good looking guy. But Brendon wasn't the guy I was wanting to fuck. "So, where did you disappear to last night?" He asked me. "I went back to Mark's hotel with him." I replied a little too proudly, before wondering off, leaving him in the lurch.

I eventually found Ruby and our campsite. Thankfully she had already set it up. "Yay! Ivory is finally here!" She shouted excitedly, getting up and pulling me into a bear hug. She eventually let go and went back to sitting down. She patted the empty seat beside me. "So, tell me. Who was the lucky guy?" She asked. "Was it Alex Gaskarth? Cause he was kinda cute and I did notice him eyeballing you at the party." She tried guessing. "No, it was Mark Hoppus." I replied proudly. Ruby looked at me with a dumbfounded look. "I had a funny idea that you two would end up fucking." She laughed. "So was it a one night stand, or are you two a thing?" She asked. "At the moment, we're just keeping it as a casual no strings attached thing. Maybe, we'll turn it into something more serious down the track, but we will see how we go." I admitted. "Aww, I hope you two work out." Ruby smiled. "Though, I did notice him eyeing you up for most of the night." She laughed. I laughed in response, thinking of the moment Mark admitted looking at me, just before we made out on the hood of his car.

It had been a few hours since the end of all the bands had finished playing their sets for the night. Just as Ruby and I were walking back to our tent, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. It was from Mark Mark. Hey, Mark here. Saw you dancing at the show. You looked fine. Would you like to come to the after-party? Your friend can come too. You felt Ruby looking over your shoulder. "Girl, you should go. I'm going to get some sleep though." She gave me a wink, before letting out a small yawn. "If you're sure." I replied, not really wanting to leave Ruby alone. "Seriously, go. Or I'll walk you there myself." She smirked. "Plus, I know you want more of Mark's dick." She joked. I raised my hands in defeat. "Fine, I'll go." I replied, before pulling my phone out to text Mark back. Ivory: I will be there soon, can you or someone wait outside for me? Mark: I will wait, see you soon :-*

It took the good part of half an hour to get to where Mark was wanting to meet me. And to credit him, he did stick to his word. "Hey, Mark." I tried saying as nonchalantly as possible. "Hello, my Ivory. Still as beautiful as ever I see." He winked, before giving me a quick peck on the cheek. I looked up at him and feigned annoyance. "Hey, my lips are here." I said, pointing at the corner of my mouth. "I know where they are. I just don't think I'll be able to stop once I start kissing them." He winked. "Maybe I wouldn't want you to stop." I replied, pecking him on his lips. He laughed. "You, Miss Ivory are a hard soul to bargain with. Let's get inside." He smiled, taking my hand and leading me inside to where everyone else was.  I looked around and saw where Matt and Travis were sitting and chatting between themselves.

"Would you like to sit down with them, while I order drinks?" He offered, gesturing towards his band mates. "Sure, I'll see you soon." I replied, turning around to walk towards Matt and Travis, but not without bumping into Alex Gaskarth again. "Hey, Ivory. It's good to see you again." He smiled, pulling me into a friendly hug. I gladly hugged him back. "Good to see you too, Alex." I replied with a smile. "So, what happened to you last night? You just disappeared." He asked, Mark was soon behind us with our drinks. "Good to see you two have met." He smiled, handing me my drink and taking a sip of his own. "We met last night, remember Alex was the one who introduced us." I had to remind Mark. "Oh, yeah. I remember now. It's been a long 24 hours." He smiled before carrying on to Travis and Matt.

"So, you and Mark. You're a thing now?" Matt asked. I was now sitting down next to Matt. Mark and Travis were getting drinks. "I think we're just a casual, no strings attached at the moment." I replied, smiling at Matt. "Well, hopefully those no strings attached means you can come on tour with us. You're good company." He smiled. "I hope so too. But I don't want to be in Mark's hair the whole time." I admitted. "I don't think you'll be a burden at all. I've seen how Mark has been looking at you. He's head over heels for you." Matt assured.

Before I knew it, it was 2 in the morning again. For tonight, I was only planning on going back to the tent to catch up on some much needed sleep. "Are you sure you don't want to come to the hotel with me?" Mark asked, having me pinned between himself and his car. Just like last night. "I'm sure. I need sleep and I don't want to worry Ruby." I replied, trying to convince Mark. "Fine, but can I at least walk you back?" He offered. "I don't think I can say no, come on" I replied, taking his hand.

The walk back felt quicker than what it should have been. "I suppose this is where we part ways." I sighed. I was really enjoying Mark's company over the weekend, and was sad to have him not around. "It's only for now, but we don't have to separate." He hinted, but I had no idea what he meant. "Why don't we share your tent for the night? We don't have to have sex, just lay there and enjoy each other's company." He offered, making me smile up at him. "I don't think that I can refuse such an offer. I'm up for it." I replied.

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Dumpweed Chapter 2

Contains NSFW

I had been at the party for a good few hours. I was sure it was like 2 in the morning. I had been having a blast. I got to dance with Brendon. Well, a slow song came on as I was walking past and he pulled me in by the arm. I also met and got photos and signed autographs from All Time Low and Green Day. Tre Cool was a great laugh. Ruby on the other hand was flirting up a storm with the oblivious bartender. I wonder how many drunks flirt with him though? He is good to look at. I thought to myself, as I stepped outside to grab some fresh air.

I was leaning on the hood of a random car, enjoying the cool California air. Whatever that meant. "So, are you enjoying the night, Ivory?" I turned around to see Mark walking towards me. "Probably the best night of my life." I replied with a blissful smile. "I didn't think something like this would ever happen." I admitted. "I'm glad it was you that won. You're good company." Mark complimented me. "You're not too bad yourself." I replied, moving closer to Mark so I was brushing shoulders with him. "Thank you." He replied, leaning his head on mine. "So, what do you do for a job?" He asked. "I'm a graphic designer. I do some of the signs that you see around the city." I replied, pulling my phone out and showing him some of my work. "Wow, you're really talented." Mark replied. "Do you have Twitter and Instagram? I can follow you and share some of your work." He offered. "I think I'd love that, but can we just enjoy each other's company for now before we have to go inside." I answered. Putting my phone away. Just as I was pocketing my phone, I felt it vibrate. Ruby: See you tomorrow. Hot bartender is taking me home ;) I shook my head and laughed. Maybe he wasn't so oblivious. I out my phone in my pocket and enjoyed the comfortable silence between Mark and I. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close, so that I was flush to his side. "Hey, did you notice how many guys inside were eyeballing you?" Mark asked, breaking the silence. I had to stop myself from laughing. "Ha! You're funny! No one would look at me." I replied, looking down at my hands. "I know that ain't true." Mark whispered in my ear. He had turned around so that he was facing me. "I don't wanna seem creepy, but I have been staring since you left after the autograph." He admitted. "What a gentleman you are." I chuckled, punching his shoulder. He feigned his pain before stepping in front of me so my back was flush to the hood of the car. He wrapped both arms around my waist, pulling me close. "It's true though." He was looking into my eyes with a smirk. "Would you be offended if I kissed you right now?" He asked. He didn't need a reply as I pulled him down, kissing him on the lips. "There's your answer." I smirked. "No, I was thinking something more along the lines of this..." He replied, kissing me again. Only this time, it was more passionate. He lifted me onto the hood of the car, moving his lips from my lips to my neck. I let out a small moan, as I started to feel the juices leaking out from down below. "Look at us, making out on a random person's car." I laughed. "Imagine if the owner catches us." "Maybe he already has." Mark smirked, kissing me on the lips and pulling his keys out. He pressed the button to unlock the car. "Back seat?" He offered. I nodded and let him help me up.

Mark opened the door for me. "Ladies first." He smiled. I obliged and climbed into the backseat, with Mark behind me. He shut the door and shuffled closer, closing the gap between us again. I pulled my fingers through his hair, earning a soft groan from him. Mark moved us so that I was laying across his backseat and he was on top of me. "Are you alright?" He asked. "Never better." I smiled back, entangling us in another kiss. Mark moved his hand to the hem of my shirt, snaking it up my my skin and leaving goosebumps in his trail. He moved his hand to my back, unhooking my bra and pulling the straps loose.

Mark continued our little make out session, while massaging my boobs in his hands. He moved his hand down so that it was resting at the waistband of my jeans. "Are you alright with this?" He asked, looking into my eyes. I nodded a little too enthusiastically. Mark chuckled and sat up, undoing my jeans. He pulled them off and smiled at my black laced panties. Good thing Ruby insisted that I wear them. I thought to myself. Mark used one hand to keep my legs spread, and the other was rubbing circles on my clit causing all sorts of fireworks to go off in my brain. I let out a small moan when suddenly there was a knock on the car window. This caused both Mark and I to jump out of our skin. Good thing he was still fully clothed. I quickly sat up beside Mark and covered myself. I looked up to see Matt. His face and my face were probably the same color by now.

"Ahh, there you two are." Matt chuckled. My face was still a beetroot, Mark's face was too. "Wait there. I think we have some unfinished business at the hotel." He winked before getting out of the car. I sat up in the backseat and slipped my jeans back on. After a few minutes, Mark opened the driver's door. "Hey Ivory, we're going to bring Matt with us. He's at the same hotel in his own room. Are you ok to sit on the back?" He asked. "Yes, that is perfect." I replied. "Just as long as there's heating back here." I smiled. Mark laughed and turned the car heater up. Matt soon climbed into the passengers seat. "Hello again, Ivory." Matt smiled back at me. "Hey Matt. How did you like the party?" I asked as if he didn't almost see me naked. "It was pretty rad. Thanks for coming to see us." He smiled. "Oh no, thank you for putting up with me. I can't wait to see you all perform tomorrow night." I smiled at Matt. Matt smiled back before turning around again.

It didn't take long to get to the hotel. Matt decided to take the stairs up to his room for some unknown reason. Mark and I were going to take the elevator. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you lot live here in L.A. Why are you staying in a hotel?" I asked out of curiosity. "Because why not?" Mark replied with a wink. He brought his hand up on my back and started rubbing in soft circles. I felt a shiver going down my spine as he was doing so. Of course Mark noticed. "Are you alright?" He asked as he stopped his hand for a bit. "Oh yes, I'm fine. That little back rub felt kinda nice if I'm honest." I replied with a smile. Mark smiled back and leant down to kiss me. I was caught off guard but was happy to kiss back. He snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him as he deepened the kiss. He started rubbing little circles on my back again, seeming to know full well how it's affecting me. He pulled away and gave me a smile.

As soon as the elevator opened on our floor, Mark and I were out as soon as we could step outside. He held my hand in his as we made our way to his room. He fumbled in his pocket for his swipe card before letting the pair of us in. "So, we're here." He smirked as he closed the door behind him. "Were you wanting a drink of something?" He offered. "Just some water will do." I replied. I think I had enough alcoholic drinks for the night. Mark pulled a bottle out of the fridge and took a sip out of it before handing it to me. Once I had my full, Mark took the bottle and put it on the bench. He took my hand and started to pull me towards the big king sized bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me so that I was sitting on his lap, almost chest to chest. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" He asked, holding my waist. "If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be here." I smiled, learning in to kiss Mark again, pushing him back onto the bed. He responded by rubbing his hands down my back before giving my ass a squeeze and a light slap. He brought his hand back up to the hem of my shirt, lifting it up. I momentarily sat up to make it easier. Mark tossed my shirt to the side before bringing me back down. I started grinding my hips against his, feeling his growing hard on. Mark let out a grunt before flipping us over so that he was on top.

He made quick work at removing my shorts, sliding them down my legs and tossing them aside. He leant back down, grinding his hips against mine and sucking on my neck, being sure that the marks showed through. He started to slowly  move down my body, being sure to kiss every inch of bare skin he could. I let out a small sigh of pleasure. "Are you liking this?" Mark asked, coming back up to kiss my neck. "Mhm..."  I groaned, unable to form a coherent sentence. Mark pulled away and sat in his knees, giving me a devilish smile. "That's not a good enough answer, Miss Ivory." He said with a grin. "I was enjoying it, until you pulled away." I replied, crossing my arms and feigning annoyance. Mark chuckled as he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a nice looking torso. I leant back and bit my lip, enjoying the view. "Are you liking what you're looking at, hmm?" He winked, before removing himself from his pants and boxers. I couldn't help but cast my eyes down to his cock. It was big, but not so big that it was going to hurt me. He slid my underwear off and dumped it on the floor beside the bed. He hovered over me. "Are you ready?" He asked. I nodded in response, earning a grin from him. Mark cupped my face in his hand. "Come on, Ivory surely you know by now to say if you want something." He cooed. "Yes, Mark. I want you...all of you." I moaned in response, and with that Mark slowly entered me with a deep groan. "Ivory...you're so tight..." He huffed out, as he started to thrust in and out of me with pace. He leant down and started biting at my collarbone, causing me to whimper a little bit. "Umph, Mark...that...feels...so...good." I moaned in response, only just managing to string together a full sentence. I felt my walls tighten around Mark's dick. "Mark...I'm close.." I moaned, pulling my fingers through his hair. He sped up, thrusting at an unrelenting pace, my orgasm creeping up upon me unexpectedly and strong. Mark wasn't far behind me, spilling his seed in me. He pulled out and laid on the bed beside me. "That was kinda fun." He smiled, kissing me on the lips, pulling me flush to his body. "There is one condition though." "And, what would that be?" I questioned, tracing my index finger along his jawline. "I want to get to know you some more. Not just as a one night stand thing, but maybe we can just have a friends with benefits think, unless we decide on something different." He suggested. "So, you're basically saying I can be friends with the singer of my favorite band and I get a side of casual sex to go with it?" I replied. "Then I'm totally in." I smiled, snuggling into Mark's chest. "Good, that's what I like to hear." He whispered, kissing me on the forehead one last time before I rolled over and fell asleep in his arms.

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Dumpweed Chapter 1

Reposting my dumpweed fic on here because Tumblr is being a cunt and not letting me find every chapter on my main profile, so here you go :)

It was summer at last. I was set to go to most of the rock concerts and festivals that were to happen over the season, but this weekend's festival has to be the best one yet. It had a bunch of my favorite bands, blink-182 was the most exciting band by far. And my best friend/rock concert accomplice, Ruby was joining me. Her and I were invited to party backstage with the bands the night before. An exclusive thing that was won by me. Ruby was my plus one for this event. Apparently, we were the only two that aren't otherwise affiliated with the bands that were invited to this thing.

I stopped by Ruby's house to get ready to get to the concert. "Hey, sweet thang." She almost tackled me to the ground as she rushed to hug me. "So, Ivory. Who are you planning on banging tonight?" She asked with a smirk. "No one, well I'm not planning on banging anyone." I replied, giggling at Ivory. "Oh come on. It's about time you hooked up with someone." She joked. "It's been a good six months, there'd be cobwebs down there by now." She finished off before reaching into her drawers, digging out a cute blink-182 crop top. And short shorts. "I'm not wearing those." I stated nervously, trying to hide my self consciousness. Ruby wasn't buying it though. "Sweetheart, you will look beautiful in these." She smiled reassuringly. "I just have to put some make-up on you and you will look good enough to eat." She teased. I looked at Ruby with a small smile. "Ok, but can we swap the crop top for something that shows a little less...tummy?" I half asked, half demanded. Ruby had already tossed another blink-182 shirt at me. The make-up was done, and I was dressed up and ready to go. Ruby was too. "Let's get to this thing then." She grinned.

In no time, Ruby and I were at the party and inside. "Look, there's Mark Hoppus, from that band you like." She teased, pointing out to Mark who was in fact talking to his friends. I looked back at Ruby, who had a shit eating grin. "Well, are you going to talk to him?" She asked impatiently. "Give me a moment, I'm going to get a drink first." I replied, heading in the direction of the bar. I ordered my drink, vodka mixed with raspberry soda. While leaning on the bar, I heard a voice from behind. "Make that two, I'm paying." I turned around to see Alex Gaskarth from All Time Low. I tried my best to not get too excited, but it just happened. "OMG! You're Alex Gaskarth!" I shouted, wrapping my arms around him in a hug. He chuckled then hugged me back. "Yes, that's me." He laughed. "I dig your shirt by the way." He smiled, pointing at my shirt. "Yes, blink-182. They're one of my favorite bands." I smiled. "Favorite above or below All Time Low?" He asked, jokingly. "Blink-182 is my favorite, but All Time Low. They're a close second." I replied with a smile. "Fair point, they're one of my favorite bands too." Alex looked as if he was thinking for a moment. "Hey, have you heard of our project, Simple Creatures?" He asked, pointing a finger at me. "That's the project that you're doing with Mark eh?" I asked, earning a nod from Alex. "I have heard it. NVM and Strange Love are my two favorites, closely followed by Lucy. " "Those are both good songs, how would you like to come with me and meet Mark?" He asked. "Yeah sure, at least I can tell my friend I at least spoke to him." I joked. "Ha! Well, he's single. You might just have a chance." He laughed, wrapping a hand around my shoulder and walking in Mark's direction. I looked over at Ruby. She smiled at me and winked. I shook my head and laughed.

"Hey Mark. What's up?" Alex asked Mark, causing him to turn to face us. Holy shit! Mark fucking Hoppus from blink-182, is standing right in front of me! And he's hot. "Hey, Alex. Who's your friend?" He asked Alex. "I'm Ivory, awesome to meet you." I answered Mark's question with a blush. I offered my hand for Mark to shake, but instead of shaking my hand, he pulled me in for a hug. Holy shit! Holy shit! "Nice to meet you too, Ivory. I dig your shirt by the way." He replied pulling away from the hug. By this time, Travis and Matt had joined us. I almost fainted, I was so starstruck. "This can not be real! Matt Skiba and Travis Barker too!" I shouted excitedly, hugging them both. Surprisingly, they were both happy to hug back.

I turned around to tap someone a random person on the shoulder, "excuse me..." Oh my Lord, it's Brendon Urie... "Could you please take a photo of us four?" I asked him, as if I was not just about to die right there on the spot. Brendon smiled and took the phone from my hand. "Sure, as long as we can get a photo too." He smiled. I stood in between Mark and Matt. At this point, I was sure that I had died and come back to life. Brendon took the photo, and snagged a selfie of the two of us together. "It was nice to meet you..." "Ivory. That's my name." I smiled at Brendon. "Yes, that's it. Nice to meet you Ivory." He smiled. "I hope you have a good night." He smiled, pulling me into a hug before walking back into the crowd. I turned around, to see that Mark, Matt, Travis and Alex were chatting together. Mark turned around and put his arm out, inviting me to be a part of the conversation. I accepted, and let Mark hold me close to him.

"So Ivory. What's your favorite blink song?" Travis asked me. "That's a hard one, but I'm going to have to say Aliens Exist from Tom's era, and Heaven from this era." I replied. "But they're all great. Every blink-182 song is special to me." I admitted. "That is a very sweet thing of you to say." Mark said with a smile, looking down at me. "Yeah, but it's true." I smiled. "Would it be ok if I got your autographs? I need to make sure my friend is behaving herself." "Of course it'd be alright." Matt chuckled, picking up a napkin, and pulling a Sharpie from his jean pocket. He scribbled his signature and handed it to the others. Mark was the last to sign. He handed me the napkin and gave me a kiss on the cheek. My face felt like it was on fire. "Hey, don't forget you can come back whenever." He whispered to me. I hugged them all before going to find Ruby.

Ruby was leant over the bar. She seemed to be flirting with the barman, but he was oblivious. I laughed and wrapped bumped my shoulder with her. "Hey, it's...Ivory..." She slurred drunkenly. "So...did you...fuck him?" She asked, wrapping her arm around me. "No, I just got their autograph and a few photos with them." I replied with a smile, pulling my phone from my pocket. I opened my phone and noticed Brendon had taken a few selfies of himself. The cheeky sod. I thought to myself. I showed the photo to Ruby. "He's definitely checking you out." She smirked, pointing at Mark. "No! He's just being nice! He's like that with all of his fans." I laughed. "Can I please have the same as before?" I asked the bartender.

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James Hetfield appreciation post ❤️😍😈