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Lewis Pullman p!links pt11

MINORS DNI

SO CALVIN CODED

pt2

He just gets so needy sometimes, but he needs to be taught patience

He secretly enjoys this, plus the giggles

New little game you introduced. he has to follow your movements or he gets punished.

he needs this

I needed to add this in here: MAKING OUT WITH BUCKY

Soft dom Lew

you're both so fucking horny for eachother

Bob, Walker, and bucky using you

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fucked up

Lewis Pullman x reader

MINORS DNI

You find yourself in a dimly lit room, the air thick with tension and the scent of expensive cologne. Lewis Pullman stands before you, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and dominance. He takes a step closer, his voice a low, dangerous purr.

"Now now, you wouldn't want everyone to know what a fucked up little whore you are, would you?" he says, his fingers lightly tracing your jawline. "What would your parents think? Your friends? Your boss?" He leans in, his breath hot on your ear. "That’s it. You walk your little ass over here if you don’t want your life ruined. I own you now, you’re mine until I’m bored of you."

His hands move to your waist, pulling you against him. You can feel the hardness of his body, the power he exudes. He pushes you gently but firmly against the wall, his lips crashing down on yours in a hungry, demanding kiss. His tongue invades your mouth, exploring, claiming. You try to resist, but his grip tightens, holding you in place.

"Lewis," you whisper, your voice barely audible as he trails kisses down your neck, his teeth nipping at your sensitive skin.

"Shh, don't talk," he murmurs, his hands roaming over your body, squeezing and caressing. "You're mine to do with as I please."

He lifts you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carries you to the nearby bed. He lays you down gently, but his eyes are wild with desire. He tears at your clothes, his movements urgent and rough. You try to protest, but your words are lost in the whirlwind of his passion.

"Please, Lewis," you beg, your voice a mixture of fear and arousal.

"Please what?" he growls, his body hovering over yours. "Tell me what you want, my little whore."

You hesitate, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment and desire. "I want you to take me," you admit, your voice a soft whisper.

A wicked smile spreads across his face. "As you wish," he says, his voice a low growl as he positions himself at your entrance.

He enters you slowly, savoring the moment, his eyes never leaving yours. You gasp, your nails digging into his back as he fills you completely. He begins to move, his hips thrusting against yours in a rhythm that leaves you breathless and begging for more.

"Lewis," you cry out, your body arching against his as waves of pleasure wash over you.

"That's it," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. "Come for me. Show me how much you need me."

Your body obeys, shuddering and convulsing as you reach your climax. He follows soon after, his body tensing as he finds his release, a low groan escaping his lips.

As he collapses beside you, his breathing ragged, he pulls you into his arms, his voice a soft murmur. "You're mine, remember that. Until I'm bored of you."

You lie there, your body sated but your mind racing, wondering what the future holds and how long it will be until he tires of his new toy.

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Breeding

if only lewis could speak to me this way:

Yes, I know you're not on birth control. But you're in my room, tied up with my rope, taking my dick like the needy little slut you are. I can see the desperation in your eyes, begging for my seed. I'm going to fuck you raw and cum inside you, no protection, no barriers. I'm going to breed you, fill you up with my hot, sticky load. You're going to take every drop like the good little slut you are. I'm not asking, I'm telling. You're my plaything, my fucktoy, and I'm going to use you for my pleasure. You can struggle, you can moan, but you're not going anywhere. You're mine to cum in, mine to breed. Let's make a baby, you dirty little cheater. Cum with me, now.

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Validation

MINORS DNI

lewis pullman x reader

Lew likes it when you're vocal with him. he loves it when you say how good he's making you feel:

Gasps "Oh fuck, that's it. Just like that, fill me up." Moans loudly, arching your back to take him in deeper "You feel so fucking big inside me. I love how you stretch me open." You reach down and grab his ass, pulling him deeper, wanting every inch of him. "Don't hold back, baby. Fuck me like you mean it." You start to move your hips, meeting his thrusts, taking him even deeper. "That's right, give it to me. I can take it all." You cry out, your nails digging into his skin, urging him on. "Fuck me harder, baby. Make me feel every inch of your cock."

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Lewis Pullman p!links pt10

MINORS DNI

He looses it seing his dick bulge in your stomach

He asks to make a tape so he can have it when filming movies

Sentry doesn't back down

not a p!link but he's so bf coded here

Say "yes Mistress"

He needed this after a long day at work

It's the way Bob would let you have sex with him like this. he wants to be taken care of and needs to be a little slut for you

rubbing his needy hole

He constantly needs his mouth on you PLUSSS this loks like him

teasing him

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"Yes baby keep talking, i'm close"

Void x reader

MINORS DNI

You're on your knees, your heart pounding like a drum in your chest as you look up at them, your eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal. You can see the cruel smile playing on their lips, their eyes gleaming with a dark, intense hunger.

"You fucking sadist," you whisper, your voice shaking. "You horrible person."

They lean down, their breath hot on your ear as they whisper back, "That's right, baby. I am. And you love it."

You feel their hand tangling in your hair, gripping tightly as they tilt your head back, exposing your neck. You can feel their other hand, tracing patterns on your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"Y-you're going to make me-" you start, but your words are cut off as they tighten their grip on your hair, a sharp sting shooting through your scalp.

"Yes, baby," they murmur. "I am. And you're going to take it. Every. Single. Inch."

You can feel the tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, the fear and anticipation coiling in your stomach. You're scared, so scared, but you can't deny the wetness between your legs, the way your body betrays you, aching for their touch.

"Please," you whimper. "Please, don't-"

"Don't what, baby?" they interrupt, their voice a low, dangerous growl. "Don't make you feel good? Don't make you scream? Don't make you beg for more?"

You can feel your body shaking, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps. You're so close, so close to the edge, and they know it.

"Yes baby keep talking I'm close." they say, their voice laced with a cruel, mocking tone. "I want to hear you beg. I want to hear you scream."

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He's so pathetic it hurts

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Subbed out

LEWIS PLEASE I NEED THIS

MINORS DNI

You push the desperate sub to your chest, their back arching slightly as they try to grind against your hand, still trapped between their legs. You can feel their rapid heartbeat, their body trembling with need. "I-I c-cant--" they stutter, their words garbled and incoherent, a pathetic whimper escaping their lips. You tighten your grip, holding them close, your breath hot on their ear. "Shh, sweetheart, you're making a mess of your words," you murmur, your voice a low, dominant purr. "Tell me what you want. Use your words, or you won't get what you need." You feel their body shake, a mix of frustration and desperation. "P-please," they manage to gasp out, their body pushing harder against your hand. You smile, a wicked curve of your lips against their skin. "Please what, my dear? You're going to have to be clearer than that." You feel their body shudder, their mind racing, trying to form coherent sentences, but all that comes out are more pathetic, desperate sounds. You hold them tighter, your hand pressing firmly between their legs, teasing them through the thin fabric of their underwear. " Poor thing," you coo, "you're so desperate, aren't you? But I can't help you if you can't tell me what you need." You feel their body melt against yours, their resolve breaking, and you know you have them right where you want them.

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Say my name

Lewis pullman x reader

MINORS DNI

You find yourself in a dimly lit room, the air thick with anticipation. Lewis Pullman stands before you, his eyes smoldering with a mix of dominance and desire. You're on your knees, your body trembling with a cocktail of fear and excitement. You've been thoroughly fucked, your body aching in the best way possible, your mind a blur of pleasure and submission.

"Such a messy little thing aren't you," Lewis says, his voice a low growl that sends shivers down your spine. He runs a finger through your disheveled hair, tilting your head back so you're forced to look up at him. "Fucked so dumb you can't even form words, but that's ok. Just say my name."

You try to speak, but all that comes out is a whimper, your body still trembling with the aftershocks of your recent orgasm. Lewis smirks, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "That's it, my little sub. Just feel. Just exist in this moment with me."

He leans down, capturing your lips in a fierce kiss. You can taste yourself on him, a heady mix of your combined desires. Your hands reach up, clutching at his shoulders, trying to pull him closer, wanting more. He chuckles against your lips, pulling away just enough to speak.

"My name," he commands, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Say it."

You take a deep, shuddering breath, your voice barely a whisper. "Lewis."

He smiles, a wicked, satisfied smile that makes your heart skip a beat. "Good girl," he murmurs, before kissing you again, his hands roaming your body, already stoking the fires of your desire once more.

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Ropes

Void x Reader

MINORS DNI

You find yourself in a dimly lit, abandoned warehouse, the air thick with dust and the scent of old wood. The sound of distant rain pattering against the roof creates an eerie backdrop to the encounter that is about to unfold. You are tied to a chair, your heart pounding in your chest as you hear the heavy footsteps approaching.

Void emerges from the shadows. His eyes, cold and calculating, fix on you with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. He circles you like a predator, his voice a low, menacing growl.

"Don't you get it, sweet thing?" he says, his breath hot on your neck as he leans in. "Running away was never a choice. I will hunt you down, use you as I please and lock you up. Running would make this all so much worse."

You swallow hard, trying to suppress the rising panic. Your voice trembles as you speak. "Please… don't do this. I'll do anything you want, just don't hurt me."

Void chuckles, a sound that is as chilling as it is mocking. "Oh, you will do anything I want, won't you?" He runs a finger down your cheek, his touch both gentle and threatening. "Just let me tie you up pretty with bows, and use you until you’re brainlessly begging for more."

You feel a mix of fear and confusion as his words sink in. Your body trembles, not just from the cold, but from the overwhelming sense of vulnerability and the knowledge that you are at his mercy. "I-I promise I won't run. Just please, be gentle," you whisper, your eyes welling up with tears.

Void smirks, clearly enjoying your distress. "Gentle? We'll see about that." He steps back, his eyes never leaving yours as he begins to uncoil a rope from his belt. "For now, let's just get you all tied up nice and neat."

You close your eyes, taking a deep, shaky breath as you prepare for the inevitable. The sound of the rope cutting through the air is the last thing you hear before darkness claims you, your mind a whirl of fear and anticipation.

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Lewis Pullman P!links pt9

MINORS DNI

you like it rough

Making out while he fingers you

He likes making you squirm

pt2

Moans and whimpers

Likes you on top sometimes making you grind on his cock

He was a bad boy

He's so desperate to cum

He asked you to tie him up but this wasn't what he expected

fucking you with his fingers

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Satisfied

Rhett Abbot x reader

MINORS DNI

Rhett's voice was a low, husky growl in your ear, his breath hot on your skin. "You wanted to finish, sweetheart, didn't you? You'll keep finishing until I'm satisfied." His hand was firm between your legs, his fingers moving with a purpose that sent waves of pleasure crashing through you. You could feel every touch, every movement, overstimulating your senses, pushing you to the brink and beyond.

His other hand was wrapped around your throat, not tight enough to restrict your breath, but enough to make you feel possessed, owned. His eyes were locked onto yours, a fierce, dominant gaze that refused to let you look away. "Keep lookin' at me, darlin'," he commanded, his voice a deep rumble. "Don't get all shy on me now. I want to see those beautiful eyes as you fall apart for me."

You whined, a desperate, needy sound that seemed to please him. He smiled, a wicked, satisfied smile that sent a shiver down your spine. "That's it, sweetheart," he murmured. "Let me hear you. Let me see you. You're mine, and I want to watch you unravel." His fingers moved faster, his thumb circling your sensitive nub, and you cried out, your body convulsing as he pushed you over the edge. But he didn't stop there. He kept going, his eyes never leaving yours, his hand never slowing, until you were a trembling, desperate mess, begging for release, begging for mercy.

And when he finally let you come down, his voice was a soft, satisfied purr. "Good girl," he murmured, his lips capturing yours in a fierce, claiming kiss. "So fucking good for me."

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Restaurant Shenanigans

Lewis Pullman x Reader

MINORS DNI

His Pov:

In the middle of a busy restaurant, the hum of conversation and clinking of cutlery filled the air. The waiter approached our table, pad in hand, ready to take our order. You shifted in your seat, your eyes flashing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The vibration in your pants was subtle, but I could see the effect it was having on you. Your cheeks flushed, and your breathing quickened. I reached under the table, turning the toy on and off, teasing you mercilessly. Your shy whimpers were almost inaudible, but I could hear them, and so could you. You sounded like a cat in heat, and it was driving you wild.

The waiter's eyes flickered to you, noticing your discomfort. I snapped my fingers sharply, drawing his attention back to me. "We'll have the special," I said, my voice firm and authoritative. "And make sure it's prompt." I watched him walk away, my eyes never leaving his back until he disappeared into the kitchen. Your whimpers grew louder, and I could see the pleasure building in your eyes. You loved the attention, the knowledge that everyone in the restaurant was wondering what was wrong with you. All eyes were on you now, and you were lapping it up.

I leaned in close, my voice a low growl. "You're enjoying this, aren't you? The thought of everyone watching you fall apart." You moaned softly, grinding against the cushion of your chair, your hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. You knew exactly what you were doing, and it was driving me crazy. I slammed my hand down on the table, the sound of utensils clattering to the floor echoing through the restaurant. "I'd strongly advise you to stay quiet for the rest of the night," I said, my voice a low warning. "I'll sort you out at home." Your eyes widened, and you bit your lip, trying to stifle another moan. But I could see the challenge in your eyes, the silent dare for me to do my worst. And I intended to.

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Pathetic

Need Lewis Pullman to speak to me this way.

MINORS DNI

You're such a pathetic little thing, aren't you? Already squirming and flushed, just from my words. Look at you, legs trembling, thighs slick with need. You're desperate for my touch, aren't you? Such a needy little baby, begging for attention.

I can see the wet spot growing on your pants, you dirty thing. You're so eager, so hungry. Didn't you just finger yourself? Didn't that tight little cunt of yours get enough? It's pathetic how much you need me. How much you need to be filled, to be used.

Keep those legs open wide, baby. Show me that desperate little pussy. Let me see how bad you want it. You're such a needy, pathetic little thing. And I love it. I love how much you need me. Now beg for it. Beg for my touch, my cock, my everything.

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Lewis Pullman P!links pt8

MINORS DNI

moans and whimpers

pt2

pt3

pt4

Oh he's big big

you made him angry

pt2

he wants to fuck you everywhere in the house

Grinding on his dick

He LOVES fingering you

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Robert Floyd x reader

MINORS DNI

Your boss, a towering figure with a commanding presence, corners you in his office during the annual conference dinner. His breath hot on your neck, he growls, "You think you're clever, don't you? Parading around in that tiny dress, trying to distract me." His hand grips your ass firmly, squeezing and kneading the flesh, sending a shock of excitement through your body.

"I'm sorry, Sir," you whimper, your voice barely audible.

A sharp smack echoes through the room as his palm connects with your ass cheek. The sting is immediate, but so is the wetness that pools between your legs. He spanks you again, and again, each impact sending jolts of pleasure and pain through your body. He wraps your hair around his fist, tilting your head back to expose your neck. His lips find your ear, his voice a low, menacing growl, "You'll be sorry, alright, you little tease."

His fingers trail down your neck, over your collarbone, and finally to your heaving breasts. He teases your nipples through the thin fabric of your dress, rolling them between his fingers until they're hard and aching. You can feel his erection pressing into your back, and you push back against it, eager for more.

"You like this, don't you?" he murmurs, his voice laced with amusement and arousal. "You like it when I'm rough with you."

He spins you around, his lips crashing down on yours in a fierce, demanding kiss. His hands roam your body, grabbing, squeezing, and exploring every inch of you. You can feel his cock, hard and insistent, pressing against your stomach. You reach down, rubbing him through his pants, earning a deep groan from him.

He breaks away from the kiss, his chest heaving as he looks down at you, his eyes wild with lust. "On your knees," he commands, his voice leaving no room for argument.

You obey, sinking to your knees in front of him. He unbuckles his belt, his eyes never leaving yours as he slowly unzips his pants, revealing his thick, hard cock. He takes himself in hand, stroking it slowly as he looks down at you, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Suck it," he orders, his voice a low growl.

You lean forward, taking him into your mouth, your lips stretching wide to accommodate his girth. He tastes salty and musky, and you can feel the vein on the underside of his cock pulsing against your tongue. He grabs your hair, using it as leverage to fuck your mouth, his hips moving in a steady, relentless rhythm.

"That's it," he groans, his eyes rolling back slightly. "Take it all, you little slut."

Tears stream down your face as you struggle to breathe, your nose pressed against his pelvis as he hits the back of your throat. He pulls out, giving you a chance to gasp for air before he's thrusting back in, his pace unforgiving.

He pulls you to your feet, spinning you around so your back is to him. He bends you over his desk, your breasts pressing against the cool wood. He hikes up your dress, exposing your bare ass and soaked pussy. With a swift motion, he rips your panties off, the fabric tearing with a sharp sound that sends a shiver down your spine.

He enters you from behind, his cock filling you completely, stretching you wide. He sets a brutal pace, his hips slapping against your ass, the sound echoing in the room. His hands grip your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your flesh as he pounds into you, each thrust claiming you, owning you.

"You're mine," he growls, leaning down to bite your shoulder, the sharp pain only heightening your pleasure. "Every fucking inch of you is mine."

Your body trembles, your orgasm building with each thrust. He reaches around, his fingers finding your clit, rubbing it in tight circles, pushing you over the edge.

"Come for me," he commands, his voice a low growl. "Let me feel that tight pussy milk my cock."

Your body obeys, your orgasm crashing over you in waves, your inner muscles clamping down on his cock, milking him as he continues to thrust through your release. With a final, deep thrust, he comes, his hot seed filling you, marking you as his.

He stays inside you, both of you panting, your bodies slick with sweat. He leans down, his voice a low whisper in your ear, "Good girl."

He pulls out, turning you around to face him, a satisfied smile on his face. He cups your jaw, his thumb brushing your cheek. "You did well, my little pet. Now, let’s get you cleaned up."

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Quiet Games

Robert (Bob) Floyd x reader

MINORS DNI

You slip into the room, your heart pounding with anticipation. Bob is mid-meeting, his voice steady and professional as he addresses the screen. You can see the bulge in his pants, and you know what you want. You approach him, your steps silent, and straddle him, feeling his hardness press against you. You lean in, your breath hot on his ear.

"You can stay quiet, can't you, baby?" he whispers, his hand gripping your thigh firmly. You nod, your eyes locked onto his, and you can feel your own arousal building. He unzips his pants, freeing himself, and you slowly lower yourself onto him, both of us letting out a soft, shared moan.

"You behave, and you can have this," he says, his voice a low growl. "But if you make a sound, there will be consequences." You nod again, understanding the game. You start to move, grinding down on him slowly, carefully. You can feel every inch of him, and it's intoxicating. You keep your eyes on his, your body moving in a rhythmic dance, staying quiet as promised.

Bob's hands grip your hips, guiding you, his breathing becoming heavier. You can tell he's enjoying this as much as you are. You lean in, your lips brushing against his ear. "I can be quiet," you whisper, your voice barely audible. "But I want more." He smirks, his grip tightening. "You'll get what you deserve, baby. Just stay quiet."

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