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[solarhorns]

Ashtray Kisses

Clay [from Margaux] x Reader

Tags: suggestive 18+, female reader, mentions of period, drug usage, mentions of oral sex, teasing

Word count: 1200

You and your boyfriend, Clay, had been dating for a few months now. He was as sweet as honey, always talking softly with you, always craving cuddles. Most of the time he was high, but when your parents came around he tried his best to sober up. You two never fully went all the way yet, it was early in the relationship and despite you two being college students, it was his boundary that he wanted to take things slowly. You respected that, especially since he more than made up for it by being sweet and romantic with you.

Today though you'd been cramping pretty badly, laying on your couch and groaning in annoyance. If you could kill your uterus, you would. She was a bitch after all, a cruel bitch who was making you cramp and swell and you were hormonal. Switching between being desperate to be touched, and ugly sobbing feeling like nobody understood you. You knew it would pass, sniffling to yourself as you mumbled “stupid period”. You thought about taking some midol, or maybe having a heated blanket but they never fully helped. Never got rid of the pain and nausea enough to make it ok. Eventually you found a position on the couch that was comfortable, hand against your abdomen pressing up against the flesh where your ovaries laid under, one leg propped up, one leg draped off the side, other arm hanging over the arm of the couch. You looked like someone murdered you, but you were comfy and that's all that mattered. Until your sweetheart idiot boyfriend got up for the day and saw you in the living room. Clay knew by now when you were on your period, he knew your body language and words like muscle memory as he shook his head.

“Babe, I thought we agreed on not dying today.” He joked softly, before moving out of the way just in time to avoid the throw pillow you launched at his head. The pillow landed on the kitchen counter, before he picked it up and tossed it over like some shitty basket he was trying to make. You'd be lying if it wasn't adorable to see him like that. The little swoosh motion of his hands and the way his shirt rode up slightly. If your own hormones weren't the reason your ovaries were going to explode, it would eventually be him. He drove you wild even if it was innocent and on accident half the time. Clay got himself a sprite from the fridge before opening it and taking a sip. He made his way over to where you were sprawled on the couch, lifting your legs up over his lap so he could sit down on the couch, a hand lazily rubbing against your calves. “So I'm guessing you just started today. You know I haven't lit up in a few hours if you wanna smoke with me.”

Usually you wouldn't, not on your period because last time you did you'd gotten so high you forgot about changing your pad and bled through your favorite pair of panties. Never like that ever again, but you decided this time as long as you didn't smoke too much it wouldn't be so bad. Slowly you sat up, resting your head next to his shoulder, eyes meeting his. “Yeah that would be nice, just… don't get me as high as last time. If I ruin another pair of panties because of getting too high you're paying for new ones.” You joked partially as your arms wrapped around him. He was warm and soft in all the right places, and of course he smelled like the usual weed he smoked. Some fruity brand he got from a dealer off campus who knew how to infuse flavors and scents into weed. This week's was Blueberry pancake weed, so he smelled like breakfast. It made you hungry in more ways than one. He rolled himself a blunt before lighting it up.

“Up, my darling, I want you to taste this my way.” He spoke softly to you, before you lifted yourself up into his lap fully. He took a hit from his joint, inhaling that sweet smelling smoke before pressing his lips against yours, exhaling the smoke into your mouth. You could taste the mixture of the weed with his mouth before he pulled away, whispering to you softly. “Mm good girl.” God, him talking to you like that was going to be the death of you at this rate. He took another hit off his joint before properly passing it to you, smirking lazily as the corners of his eyes clouded pinkish hues that told you he was getting a nice buzz started.

“You make it look so natural on you.” You were in awe of how easily he handled his weed, but of course he did. He was practically known for it at this rate. He glanced you up and down as you took a hit from the joint, the way the smoke passed through your lips, the gentle rising and falling of your chest. You were lucky to be on your period, otherwise he would've pushed you down into the couch and given you the sloppiest oral he possibly could. He knew to behave himself though, as much as he loved you, blood grossed him out. Clay settled for running his hands up your legs, pushing them under your shorts, caressing your thighs like they were the softest things he had ever touched. When you passed the joint back to him, he took another deep hit off of it before exhaling it in your face, the hot smoke blowing against your lips. He was teasing you and you almost wanted to smack him for it, if it wasn't absolutely making you crazy over him. He chuckled before kissing the corner of your lips, then meeting the middle, before running his tongue along your lips. Of course you followed his motions, allowing him to taste your mouth against his as you two shared weed infused breaths and tongue tied kisses. You could feel him starting to get worked up as your bodies pressed together, him gently guiding you back against the couch while he laid over you, the joint was God knows where now, probably fell into the couch and left a small burn hole in the fabric, well that was the idea until he suddenly pulled away. He hissed out as he held his knee, and you could see the joint had burnt him instead of the couch.

“Stupid- stupid why did I do that- oh fuck that hurts-” he then glanced to you, a worry in his eyes like you were an innocent puppy. “You're not hurt, are you babe?” He didn't give you time to answer before in his buzzed state he was checking you over for any burns. He was so sweet to you in that regard, treating you like his princess. When he realized you were ok, he breathed a sigh of relief. “No more smoking for now, I don't want you getting any more hurt then you already are.” He reached out, brushing a hand through your hair before chuckling softly.

“Yeah, maybe let's save things for next time babe.” You agreed, before snuggling up against him. Maybe next time you two would be able to do more, but for tonight this was all that mattered.

[solarhorns]

Bobby x reader // slight reader x Erik

Tags: smut, 18+ MINORS DNI, female reader, shared girlfriend, sibling rivalry, oral sex

Word count: 1800-ish

Usually you were with Bobby during the day and Erik during the night, as the two brothers both had fallen in love with you some time ago. They somehow came to an agreement to share you, and since Erik worked late, he agreed to have you as his during the nights. Bobby would spend the days with you, of course both let you rest when you needed to. That didn't mean they didn't get jealous of each other though, they were always competitive about everything, and now we're competitive about who was the better boyfriend. At first it was cute and endearing but it soon became jealous fits and petty arguments. Just this last night as soon as you'd left your job at the coffee shop at around 8pm after locking up Bobby was waiting in the alleyway for you. He looked nervous, shaking like a leaf as if he was afraid to push his boundaries against his older brother when it came to you, but he recalled last week when Erik didn't let you leave his room til well into the afternoon looking like you just saw the gates of heaven with how flushed you were. If you'd been sleeping, Bobby wouldn't have been so bothered by Erik, but it was the blatant way he had shown his claim on you that started this jealous fight between the two. Bobby wrapped his arms around you like a koala bear as soon as he saw you emerge from the shop before whispering in your ear.

“Come on, I wanna have some of my own time with you. It's only fair after Erik got too much time with you last week.” Bobby huffed as he ushered you out of the alleyway. Bobby was always the sweeter brother, the one who wanted to cuddle and talk about Paco. The one who would make you a hot mug of tea, kiss your forehead and then fall asleep next to you while you two watched romcoms together. Today however was different. When you two got home and into Bobby's room, he wasted no time locking the door before kissing you passionately, gently guiding your body to the nearest wall. One arm was around the back of your neck, angling your head to follow his kissing motions while the other rested on your hip. He was much more gentle than Erik, but that was because Bobby was much more sensitive. After a moment he broke the kiss away before sweetly whispering. “Sorry- sorry I just hate when he takes you away for too long. I want my own time with you and… cant- can we maybe do more than just cuddle today? If that's okay with you?” Bobby asked, his face flushing with embarrassment as he brought up the topic. He was always so innocent normally that it surprised you that he was asking this of you, but you obliged with a nod and a soft smile.

“Yeah of course, come on my sweet boy.” You took his hands and guided him to his bed, laying back as you guided Bobby on top of you, having his arms on either side of your head while he held himself over you. He looked like he was going to die of embarrassment if his face flushed any deeper. You knew he was self conscious about this since he lacked a lot of the intimate experience his older brother had, but that didn't deter you. “Baby, your face is redder than a tomato, I promise it's okay what we are doing.” You did your best to try and ease his discomforts, before lifting your head up to kiss him again. This time when he kissed back, he probed his tongue against your lips, seeking to find out what your tongues felt like when they danced together. You guided him through it all slowly, taking your sweet time with your shared kisses, guiding one of his hands under your shirt to grope your soft breasts. He would've melted them and there if you weren't there to keep him from falling apart. When you two broke the kiss apart he rested his head on your forehead, gasping for air while his eyes were closed from the sudden relief of oxygen returning to his lungs.

“Oh god- don't do that to me you know how it makes me feel.” He huffed softly against you as his chest heaved and trembled. It was easy to work up Bobby, and you loved it dearly the way he reacted. You smirked up at him, before deciding to flip the positions of the two of you, guiding him to lay back in bed. Bobby didn't hesitate to follow your motions, letting you take the lead. “What are you doing?” He asked softly, but part of him already knew where you were going with this.

“Bobby, sweetheart, just trust me. You've been dying to have extra attention from me since Erik stole me away last week, right? Just follow my lead.” You told him. Bobby nodded along, sitting up to watch you as you slipped between his legs, pulling down his sweatpants. You could tell he was hard, and nervous. You two rarely got this intimate with each other, mostly because his anxiety gave him struggles with accepting this level of intimacy. You stopped, looking up at him. “Babe, you know it's okay to tell me to stop if your uncomfortable-”

“I'm not uncomfortable y/n please- just… oh god you don't know what it's like every time you do this it makes my heart race knowing someone as beautiful as you is between my legs.” he reached out, gently touching your face. “But also your teasing is driving me so crazy and-” he got cut off by you pulling his boxers down, still watching him with those beautiful eyes of yours as you teasingly licked his length from tip to base. His words melted away into a soft whimper as he watched you. You of course kept going, loving the way he reacted due to him being more sensitive. You swirled your tongue around the tip of his pretty cock while he panted and whined, staring down at you with those pleading eyes. You knew he wanted more, but he didn't have the words to say it, not unless you made him.

“Baby if you want more you're gonna have to beg for it.” you teased Bobby before kitten-licking the tip of his cock again, which earned you another whimper from him as he shallowly bucked his hips upwards at your tongue and lips. You loved him being submissive for you, ready to take whatever you gave him whenever you two were in bed together.

“Oh my god please-! Quit teasing with your tongue babe, I wanna feel your whole mouth around me, fuck maybe your throat… I feel like I'm gonna go mad if you-” he managed to find his words, awkward as they may be with him not knowing how best to articulate his need for you, before losing them instantly the moment you took his full length into your waiting mouth. The flushed tip of his cock nestled in the back of your throat as you took him deeper than you'd taken him in the past, hollowing out your cheeks and focusing on breathing through your nose before you began to bob your head. The groan he let out when you took his full length was unholy, divine and beautiful all at once. His hands tightly gripped the bedsheets beneath him as he fought the natural urge to buck his hips harder, faster. He didn't want to choke you, always having been the gentler one, but today he was really fighting impulse. With every lift of your head he could see the way his flesh was spit shined by you, the flush on your face, the stretch of your lips, those beautiful eyes staring up at him like you were promising him more. It was all rapidly becoming too much for him, until he couldn't take it and his hands found your hair, needing to ground himself somehow. “Oh my god- oh my god- oh fuck-” he stammered as his hips moved on their own in time with your rhythmic bobbing. Finally he couldn't take it anymore, as his hips stuttered and his cock throbbed before his release flooded your mouth and throat. “Shit- ‘m sorry-” he mumbled sweetly, but he couldn't fully bring himself to regret filling your mouth with his cum. He pulled himself out of your mouth, looking you over to ensure you were alright. You, however, had other plans as you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out, giving him quite the visual of his own release painting the inside of your mouth before you swallowed. If he hadn't just orgasmed, he absolutely would've done it again just at that visual alone. Slowly you sat upright, pushing yourself up with your hands on your knees before grinning at him.

“Such a sweet boy, do you feel better baby?” You asked him as one of your hands gently stroked the side of his face, he leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as he nodded.

“Yeah- yeah I feel much-”

Both of you were interrupted by the sudden loud knock on his bedroom door, followed by the jostling of his locked door handle and the sound of Erik's voice.

“Are you fucking kidding me?! I heard everything! Y/N if you don't let me in or come out here-!” he wasn't being aggressive in the way he was shouting, but you could tell whatever the hell was going on Erik's head, he was needy too. It was less obvious then whenever Bobby was needy but you were dating both brothers. If you didn't know the signs by now you'd be a fucking idiot. The inflections in the way he spoke told you he wanted your attention now. You chuckled and got up before whispering a soft goodbye to Bobby, how you'd see him in the morning once it was his time with you again. Bobby smiled back as you walked away, giving you a soft wave as he pulled his pants up.

When you stepped out of Bobby's room, Erik's arms wrapped around you immediately. That was one thing both brothers had in common, latching onto you like koalas. “I'm sorry, I just really need you babe.” He buried his face in your shoulder. “That was because I had you for half the day last week, wasn't it?” He knew why Bobby had done that without warning, taking you when it was supposed to be Erik's time with you. You nodded, and Erik chuckled softly. “Of course… I guess I can't be too mad then. Babe, do you still have energy for me tonight?” Erik wanted to ensure you'd be able to handle him before doing anything else. You knew if you said yes, you were not going to feel your legs in the morning. Despite this, you happily nodded. He smirked, before dragging you off to his room. It was going to be one hell of a night.

//low-key wrote this because I'm attracted to both brothers and want both. I haven't written fanfic in like 10 years and deleted all my old accounts off the Internet so I hope this is good for smth small//