strangelysamantha

[strangelysamantha]

writing is so funny because i could write nonstop for 9hrs and then hit a block where im like "how do i transition between this moment and the next?" and then i just dont touch it for 6 months

[strangelysamantha]

stories for snow are coming soon, send requests if you have any. 🖤

LIKE LOOK AT HIM??? how could i not write about him…

[strangelysamantha]

i have a part two for this but idk if you guys want it🩷

Can you write a Steve x Eddie x fem!reader fic. Her, Eddie, and Steve are together. They share a joint, having a smoke sesh. She is wearing a skirt and fishnet and the two of them both get distracted by her. The reader prefers Steve, but she wouldn’t mind if Steve shared her with Eddie???

smoke sesh ✧

steve harrington x eddie munson x fem!reader.

warnings: threesome, choking, uses of baby, and slut, creampie, swearing, smoke ganja, graphic lol.

words: 3,165.

summary: steve invites you to a smoke sesh at eddies trailer. you were excited to hang out with them. after smoking and some alcohol, the mood drastically changed. tension rising as steve questions you about your attraction for eddie.

request? yesss thankfully omg

a/n: i can’t tell you how obsessed i am with this idea it’s so hot. also im high when writing this so if there’s any errors let me know! ill proof read after i finish my other story. :)

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steve arrives at your house, awaiting you to join him. he was picking you up to take you to eddie’s. the two of you started to have secret smoke seshes with the drug dealer. it came up casually, steve told you that sometimes he gets a fix from eddie, usually so steve can have it at his parties. but the two of them bonded and actually realized they had a lot more in common then they originally thought. this sparked more hang outs, eventually making him more comfortable to the idea of inviting you to tag along.

you get inside steve’s car, heart racing as you take in his features. his perfect hair, and soft eyes, his mouth curved into a smirk when he grabs your fishnet thigh. “i love these.” he complimented. you bit your lip, “i know, i figured i would dress up for you.” he squeezed your thigh tight, “thank you baby.” he plays with the material, looking at your entire outfit. steve puts on some music, then heads to eddie’s trailer. you sit back in your seat, eyes out the window. the sun was setting, the air was crisp, and you were excited to hang out with steve and his new friend. you were nervous to be smoking with eddie, you knew the effect weed had on you. you were talkative, giggly, and attentive. you loved the feeling, but sometimes it made you super clingy without realizing.

one night you and steve had shared a joint while hanging out. at first you were lovely, complimenting everything about him. he was taken aback the first time, unaware you felt those things for him. it made him so happy to hear how badly you needed him, and how he was the only one for you. but as the weed intensified, he saw another side of you. you were bratty, demanding, needy. you begged him to take his pants off, which he happily did. but this side of you intrigued him, how horny you got, how sweet and seductive. the weed giving you that edge off, to be confident to get what you want.

steve pulls into eddie’s neighborhood, parking himself outside of his trailer. you smoothed out your skirt before getting out of the car. steve immediately finds your side to ease your nerves. your hand intertwining with his, together you knock on eddie’s door. he swiftly opens it, welcoming you two inside. you follow steve to the couch, sitting by him, legs touching. “friends, behold…” eddie holds up the joint, putting it on display. you laugh at his antics, “it’s nice.” you reply. steve smiles, glad the night didn’t start off with awkward silence. “let’s light it.” steve says, pulling his lighter out of his pocket.

eddie takes the lighter, putting the joint in between his lips, he sparks up. inhaling two puffs before passing it to steve. steve happily takes it. you watch intensively as steve exhales the smoke from his lungs. your eyes stay set on his, he takes another inhale, his free hand reaches for your thigh again. he exhales, bringing the joint to your lips. you inhale, eyes closed. you hold it for a second before exhaling. you take another hit before you pass it to eddie. the calming effects are already hitting you. you lean back on the couch, finally taking in your surroundings. you get up to look at the knick knacks displayed on his shelf. you join them back on the couch, it being your hit again. you take it from steve, taking another puff “how’s your band eddie?” you question as you lean forward to pass the joint. he chuckles, “we’re good! we’re doing a show tomorrow actually.” you nod, “that’s sick, i’m glad.”

steve smiles, “where’s it at? we wanna go.” eddie nods quickly, “of course, i’m not going to turn down fans.” you shake your head, rolling your eyes. steve chuckles, “i’ve always wanted to get into an instrument, never could decide which one.” his words surprise you, the idea of going to steve’s show as he rocks out on stage has your heart thumping. you daydream longer at the image of him sweaty on stage. heat rises between your thighs, and you subconsciously rub them together for slight relief. steve’s aware at your little movements and smirks to himself. “we’re gonna be playing downtown, i'm super stoked.” the conversation proceeds, the three of you joking, and finding common interest.

“that weed was good.” you glance up at eddie, “yknow i had to deliver that good shit to the sesh.” you laugh, weed taking over your senses, “appreciate it man.” steve glances up at you, taking in your entire outfit. you were so pretty, dolled up for him, his fingers playing with your fishnet. he always loved when you wore fishnet, especially the nights you didn’t mind them ripping. he’d position you, his cock hard. he'd use his hands, one grabbing your ass, while the other completely rips a hole in your fishnet, he’d push your underwear to the side before sliding his cock into your pussy. the sight of the torn fishnet sent him into overdrive, and he would relentlessly pound into your hole, grabbing your hips to slam you back into him. his mind was filthy, the nasty thoughts creeping into the back of his head. he tried to keep himself preoccupied, not wanting to get worked up.

the weed also amplified your feelings for steve, after smoking the j, you kept focusing on his features. his hair was effortlessly hung in front of his face, his smile was bright, and his eyes were so soft and caring. he was so handsome, his jaw sharp, and his cheeks rosy. you got caught staring by eddie, “now you guys are making me feel like a third wheel.” you hadn’t noticed it, but you had readjusted, your legs now settled on steve’s lap, his hands absentmindedly caressing your thighs. your heart was racing, “sorry, he’s just so pretty.” you return your gaze to eddie, the direct eye contact making your nervous. you bite your lip, now noticing how attractive eddie actually was. his hair was curly, framing his face. his smile was charming, and he looked so happy. “hey i get it man, i'm not judging.” steve laughs, “we don’t even realize what we’re doing half the time.” you nod in agreement.

“how about we play a game?” you piped up, eager to eliminate the tension. “sure, what do you have in mind?” steve asked. you shrug, “do you have cards?” eddie frowned, “not here.” you think for a second, before steve stands up to go to eddie’s fridge. he grabs a bottle of beer, cracking it open and taking a decent swig. he passed it to you, and you drank it. the taste was metallic. it’s definitely not your first choice, but you take another swig before handing it to eddie. he happily takes it, downing more and then passes it back to steve. eddie and steve finish the bottle together, “spin the bottle?” eddie questions. you smile, “yes!”

the three of you brought the chairs closer to the table, eddie cleaning space before steve sets the bottle down. “true or dare, sound good?” steve asks. you nod, and eddie agrees. “who goes first?” he looks between you two. “you should, you had the idea for the game.” you usher him to go first. he spins the bottle, and it lands on him, he chuckles before spinning it again. this time it lands on you. “truth or dare?” you hesitate but end up choosing “truth.” he pauses to think of a good question. "do you find eddie attractive?" his words catch you off guard. the alcohol and weed mixed together giving him that edge off.

eddie and him had actually had a chat about you before the gathering. steve joked about eddie possibly stealing his girl. eddie awkwardly chuckled, trying to dismiss steves comment. but steve could see the change in his demeaner. "you wanna fuck my girl, eddie?" steve continues to egg him on. "nah, she's yours man, i would never do that." he stares directly at steve, making eye contact. "even if i let you?" steve steps forward, eddie is stunned. "what if i had you watch us?" steve smirks, eddies breath gets stuck in his throat. "steve, what are you doing?" he smirks, "youll see. i gotta go pick her up."

steves comment leaves you silenced, your eyes frantically falling between eddie and steve. "its a simple question baby." you bite your lip, "it feels wrong." he shushes you slightly, "its okay. i dont mind. tell me." you sigh, glancing over at eddie. "i do find him attractive, but it doesn't mean anything." you frown. "hes gonna watch us have a little fun, okay?" you nod, "are you okay with that? i need your words baby." the weed had your heart racing, the look in steves eyes had your stomach doing flips. "anything, steve." he smiles, and looks over at eddie, "you're gonna watch me fuck my girl." eddie watches in awe, no words forming in his cloudy head. steve pulls you into a steamy kiss. his hands roaming up and down your body. his hand reached for your fishnet, pulling it back so it snaps against your thigh. "isnt she pretty eds?" eddie groans, "so pretty." steve looks down at you, his hand rubbing against your clothed pussy. you throw your head back slightly, your hands feeling against steves chest. he pulls away, you immediately long for his touch. a frown pulls on your lips, you pout. "touch me again steve." he tsks, "not yet."

you’re eagerly squirming against the couch, the thought of his cock making you drip. “do you want to be a good girl and suck my cock?" he asks. you smile, “yes! i want to make you feel good.” you sink to your knees, immediately reaching for his pants before you drag them down, along with his underwear. his cock springs out, and your mouth waters at the sight. “you’re so big.” eddies eyes are locked on the sight, seeing how you adored steve made his chest sting. steves heart hammers at your commentary. since he was teasing you slowly, you plan on doing the same. your hand reaches forward, you grip the base of his cock, and you place a kiss directly on his tip. you look up, seeing him glaring down at you. “be a good girl. don’t tease.” you bit your lip. “sorry stevie, but now you know how i've felt all night.” he laughed slightly. he was fighting the urge of just taking control. he wanted to desperately grab your face, jam his cock down your throat, and face fuck you like the sex toy you are. but he refrained. you could tell he was getting impatient, so you started to actually pleasure him. your tongue licked stripes up and down his cock, arousal pooling your underwear. you felt every vein, you moan against him, you suck, hollow out your cheeks, and work on deep throating him. you pull away for air, your hand strokes him as you stare up at him.

“doing so good baby, so fucking good.” you smile, “thank you.” your mouth returns to his cock, you massage his balls, his cock deep in your throat while he groans above you. “fuck baby, just like that.” his hand grabs your head, pushing you further down on his cock, he couldn’t resist it. he thrusted his hips forward, his cock reached the back of your throat, your tongue continued to lap against it. “see how good she is as sucking cock?” he pulled out of your mouth, strings of your saliva cover his cock. “almost made me cum too early.” you interpreted this as a compliment. eddies breath was heavy, his bulge protruding out of his pants. he so desperately wanted to pull himself out and jerk himself, but he didn't want to risk getting kicked out of the show. he cupped your face, rubbing your cheek. “please,” you say softly. “i want you.” he nods, gripping your neck, tightening slightly before crashing his lips on yours. you moan against him, your hand slides down to your thigh, causing him to pull away from the kiss.

“what do you think you are doing?” you press your thighs together. “i want you so bad please do something.” his hand grabs your thigh, squeezing it tightly. “since you are so eager, i’ll just fuck you like the slut you are now.” the nickname sent chills down your spine. he hikes your skirt up. taking his finger, he plays with the fishnet, he immediately rips a hole, and you gasp. "steve!" a moan falls from your lips. "ill just buy you a new pair baby." his fingers slide your thong to the side, displaying your soaking cunt. he starts to circle your clit. he pumps his cock slightly, "im gonna stretch her out eddie, ready to see her crumble beneath me?" eddie holds back a moan, steve looks back. "i see you've restrained." his eyes glance at eddies cock, he looks back at you, he aligns himself with your entrance. he slowly slides in, and you wince while adjusting to his size. the look on your face was enough for eddie, he undoes his belt. his length springs forward, he spits in his hand, rubbing himself, he watches intently. the way you got around steve, how much you adored him. it was too much for eddie.

steve holds your neck, pounding into your achy hole, "taking me so well baby." you tighten against him at his words, "you're so sexy steve, you fill me up so good." he moves one of his hands down to your clit. your senses are overwhelmed, "how would you feel if we put your mouth back to work?" you smile at his words, "yeah?" you question, he smirks glancing over at eddie. "come over here eddie." steve pulls out of you and you wince at the loss of contact. he repositions you to be on your knees, back arched.

eddie stands before you, cock out and dangling. your mouth waters at the sight. "take him in your mouth sweetie." you rest on your elbow, opening your mouth to eddie. he's watching you intensely, worried that you'd change your mind, or that you didn't actually want him. the hesitance washed away once you suck on eddies tip. your warm wet mouth covered his cock, his hands finding the crook of your neck. he held it firmly while you choked on his dick. steve sees eddies face contort into pleasure, satisfied, he lines himself up, sliding into you. you gasp as he fills you up once again. he slaps your ass, "such a good whore for us." you moan around eddies cock, you pull out to breath. you spit on his cock again, jerking it. you look up at eddie. "always wondered what your cock looked like." you stare at him seductively; and bite your lip. "naughty girl." steve mutters. eddie grabs your chin, "you feel so good." his kindness surprises you, but it vanishes just as fast. "i didn't say you could stop sucking my dick." he slaps your cheek, forcing your mouth back on him. "thats right." he groans as you slobber around him. "how she feelin steve?" you moan beneath the pair; your hole being relentlessly pounded into while your mouth was full from eddie. "so wet, she's perfect."

your climax was close to approaching, you shut your eyes with pleasure, struggling to hold yourself up still. you moan against eddie, "im so close. please." eddie groans, feeling himself get closer. "just a little longer, princess." steve groans. he lowers his hand beneath you, rubbing your clit. he continued to pound into you, "swallow me." eddie ruts against your mouth, his high close. you went fast against his cock, ready for his load. you look up at him, he locks eyes with you, groaning. his cock pulsates as thick strings of cum covered your taste buds. you do as directed and swallow, sticking your tongue out to prove you had obeyed him. he pats your head, slightly out of breath, "such a good girl," eddie musters.

steve pushes your back, having you fall onto your stomach, he grabs your hips thrusting into you. "cum for me baby." he slaps your ass, and moans fall from his lips. a moan rips from your throat as he was balls deep into your pussy, the coil in your stomach building, "gonna cum on your cock steve, dont stop." you throw your head down, resting on your arm. your climax pushes through you, your body shakes with electricity. steves hip movement stalls, his balls draining into your cunt. he hesitates, trying to catch his breath. steve pulls out, "pretty girl." you thank him softy. eddie watches, grabbing a warm towel. he hands it to steve, he wipes you up, kissing your lips.

you take your ripped fishnet off, fixing your skirt. eddie and steve get dressed as well. you were conflicted. unsure of what the two would say about what just unfolded.

eddie swiftly grabs another joint. he lights it, inhaling it quickly. he passes it to you first, you quickly take a drag. exhaling the smoke. you hold it up to steves lips, he takes a hit. steve chuckles, "that was great." you cuddle into his side. "i enjoyed it." you shyly admit. he wraps his arm around your waist. "i knew you would." steve glances up to eddie, "i dont mind sharing. i know she can't find anyone better than me." you shake your head, "stevie!" you giggle, you didn't want to fuel his ego. "you're right..." eddie chuckles, "thanks for the playdate steve. it was amazing." you take another hit, continuing the conversation with them. the night flying by smoothly. steve had asked you to spend the night at his, and you happily stayed with him.

"you're so perfect baby." your sat on top of his lap, in his room. the stereo played a slow song. "steve, promise me you're all mine." as much as you enjoyed the night, seeing how easy it was for him to initiate the threesome made you worried about if he had slept with someone else. "baby, i don't want to lose you. i'd never risk that. today was the first-time i'd ever done anything like that." his words reassure you. "thank you." he pulls you into a hug, "you're all mine, okay? and i'm all yours." you play with his hair. "but you don't mind sharing me?" you question. "only if i'm with you." you kiss him. " and you trust the other person?" he smirks, "yes. and i have to trust the other person." these words relax you. after a fun night, you and steve watched a movie. both engulfed into the program before sleep overtook you two.

like if you enjoy! tysm! :)

[strangelysamantha]

wasn’t expecting this to blow up

since you're asking..can u do a touch starved!damon salvatore pls,,,

hunger ✧

damon salvatore x fem!reader.

warnings: swearing, blood (obvi), smut, MDNI. 18+. biting, kissing, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, use of nickname baby.

summary: damon was locked in the salvatore cellar for months, and when you finally bargain with stefan to let him out, he is touch starved, and all he wants is your attention.

a/n: i’m so excited to write for tvd. i’m rewatching the series and ITS SO GOOD. damon is such a hottie. like and comment if you enjoy, and my other stories/masterlist is pinned on my account. 🩷

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damon had been locked away for six months. stefan was trying to prove a point, and it made you nauseous seeing damon in such terrible condition. you couldn’t stomach it after a while, you really tried in the beginning. every morning and night you’d be outside his cell waiting for him, however as he was starved, he became more aggressive. attempting to push you away so he had no reason to look forward for the future. you didn’t allow that. you were always there, even after the comments, and hostility. his words started to affect you though. being around his presence was something you couldn’t walk away from, but you knew interacting with him when he was locked away was hard on him. you stopped staying good morning, only sitting outside his cell in silence.

you relentlessly begged stefan, wanting damon to be freed. “he’s been in there for months, with me by his side he’ll be contained. i promise.” stefan shook his head, his eyes low. shocked he even heard you suggest that again. “he can’t control himself, and the second we let him out he will go on a rampage.” you sigh, but stefan continues. “i’m not willing to get that blood on my hands, and you shouldn’t be either.” tears well up in your eyes, frustration clouding you. “stefan, i’m letting him out. he’ll do good; for me. if i'm wrong, we can throw him right back in that cell.” stefan could see how much this matter meant to you, and damon was his brother, it meant a lot to him too. “you have asked me multiple times now to free him.” you look behind him, to the hallway to the basement. “i can’t keep seeing him like this…” you voice trails off, flustered by how you were feeling. “it hurts.” stefan lowers his head, his eyes trained on the floor. “fine. but the second he can’t control his urges, i’m hunting him down.” you pull him into a hug; relief washing over you. “thank you. thank you so much.”

you run down the hall, grabbing a few blood bags on the way. you approach the cellar door. “damon?” you question. you hear him let out a devastating groan. he weakly speaks up, "hey." your heart stings at his tone, "im here to rescue you." you let out an airy laugh, you glance inside the cell, noticing a small smile on damons lips. "is that right?" you toss the blood bags into his cell, and he's quick to his feet. he immediately reaches for them, devouring the drink. "im here for you damon." after the blood bags, he had the energy to stand face to face in front of the door. his hand reached through the crack, and you join your hand in his.

"you have to promise me something before i can let you out, okay?" your words made him nervous, but he was desperate to be let out of this penitentiary. "anything, i promise." you smile, your eyes locking with his. how badly you wanted to just let him out and crash your lips against his. that was the hardest part of him being locked up, no kisses, hugs, hand holding, nothing. "you can't go on a bender again." he's silent now, the memories rushing to his head again. similarly, like they had so many times in the silence and dark of night. "i wont, you motivate me to be better." his words comforted you, you glance over at stefan and he gives a nod of approval. you undo the lock, cracking the cellar door open.

with no hesitation, damon is engulfing you. his hands roaming every inch of your body, his mouth desperately on yours. in between kisses he mutters out, "i've missed you so much." you have tears now, the reunion you've been craving for months suddenly becoming reality. you both pull away to breath, his hands holding your face, your hands around his neck. "ive been waiting, so long." you let out a hushed whimper, and damons heart softens at the sound. he was being honest, he genuinely loved you, and he wanted to do everything he could to ensure you would be his.

"thank you so much for believing in me." you pull him into another kiss, desperate to make up for lost time. "i love you damon." he pulls you into a tight hug, "i love you so much." you pull away, and link your arm with his. you lead him upstairs to join stefan. "now that you are out, any slip ups, and i will make it my life mission to lock you away, for good." you knew stefan was serious, it left a weird tension in the air. "i know brother, i'll be on my best behavior." he flashed a cheesy grin. stefan scoffs, "i'll believe it when i see it." with that, stefan leaves the room, giving you and damon some space.

"please be good for me. i can't go that long without touching you again." he grabs your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him, "i promise i won't do anything to ruin this." you nod, "maybe you should shower." he shy's away at this, now becoming insecure of his scent. "noted." he leads you upstairs to his room. he sets out a change of clothes, heading into the bathroom. you lay on damon's bed, eager for him to finish his shower.

the steam fogged up the mirror, damon washed out his conditioner. he desperately needed the comfort of the warm water. he finishes washing up, meeting you in his room with just a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. you bite your lip, his abs on full display. "you're so handsome, damon." he smirks slightly, "im so thankful for you." you look away, "it was really hard not being able to touch you." he sighs, "i know, and i said some really harsh stuff that i regret." you nod, "i didn't take it personally i know you had a lot going on." he's relieved, and you take note of his wet hair dangling in front of face. you stand up, and he immediately pulls you close to him. "i need you." he mumbles, his hands grabbing at the flesh of your ass. he plants his mouth against yours, hungry for your touch. "i need you so bad." you groan beneath him. he leans into your neck, slowly dipping his teeth in you. he rubs your back as he drains your artery. he pulls his teeth from your neck, licking the blood that spilt down your throat. "you are so sexy, baby." you fold at his touch, and he gently places you on his bed.

you lean back, and he's littering your chest with small kisses. "missed everything about you." you lean forward, pushing the damp hair out of his face. "yeah?" he nods, his hands slipping underneath your shirt. he gently massages your stomach, desperate for the feel of your soft skin. "you know how many times the thought of you, got me through it?" your eyes go soft, "i was there every day. i asked stefan so many times to let you out." you look away, starting to frown. he tsks, grabbing your cheek. "i'm here now baby, and i don't plan on leaving anytime soon." you hold onto him tightly, afraid to lose him. "can i touch you?" without second guessing you eagerly say yes. "please touch me." he's quick to remove your pants, his fingers circling your clit. you lift your body up, melting into his touch. "fuck damon."

he lifts from your pussy, and you whine from the loss of contact. he drops his towel, revealing his hard length. "all those times in that lonely cell i thought about pounding you in a million ways." you smirk, "now we have so much time to reenacts those thoughts." he jerks his cock a few times, "yes we do, don't we?" he grabs your legs pulling you closer to him. "im gonna fuck you so hard." you shiver at his tone, he lifts your legs above you, sliding into your hole. his cock is huge compared to your tight pussy, and he groans at the feeling. "fuck you're tight." he slides deeper inside of you, filling you up. "i missed your cunt." your eyes are locked onto his facial expressions, his face filled with pleasure. he pounds you, moving your position to where your legs were wide, and you were slightly angled up. he swirls your clit with his thumb. you grab his hand while he overwhelms your bundle of nerves. "you feel so so good.." you slam your eyes shut, overwhelmed by damon's cock. his cock filled you to the brim, his fast paced had him hitting a deep spot inside of you. "its been a while im so sorry." he mumbled, his hips stirring "cum with me baby." he continued pounding you, adding pleasure from massaging you clit. he had deep groans falling from his lips, and that sent you over the edge. "please i'm gonna cum." your legs shook as your orgasm washed over you, damon's thick streams of cum cover you walls.

he stayed inside you for a second, letting you guys catch your breath, he holds you close, his lips curved into a relaxed smile. "you are perfect." he whispers. "im so glad you're all mine." you snuggle into him more, and he slowly pulls out from you, he lifts you up and carries you to the bathroom. he cleans you up with a warm rag, he kisses your thighs. "want to go to the mystic grill?" you ask him. he bites his lip, "yeah sure." you change into acceptable clothes, and the two of you head to the bar.

[strangelysamantha]

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[strangelysamantha]

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[strangelysamantha]

sabotage ☆

rafe cameron x plus!fem!reader.

warnings: mention of fat shaming, swearing, anger issues, physical violence.

summary: rafe is obsessed with you, he can’t get enough. and when someone threatens his relationship with you, it send him over the edge.

a/n: thanks for reading this! if you enjoyed please like and comment so i know what content you guys enjoy! <3

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“i’m sorry rafe, but i can’t be friends with someone who still associates with topper.” his face falls as you continued. “he fat shames and bullies me, i just don’t want anything to do with him.” his eyes trace down your body, “when did he say that?” you roll your eyes, scoffing, “it doesn’t matter when he said it. he still said it.” rafe shakes his head, shocked since he was unaware of what topper was saying.

he thinks, trying to figure out how he can fix the situation at hand. “ill tell him to stop! i promise, he won’t say anything anymore. everything will be normal again.” you stare at him, unamused. “rafe,” you start, his eyes look at yours. “what?” he responds, questioning you. “you aren’t hearing me correctly rafe… i don’t want to talk to him ever again. even if you ask him to not say anything anymore, that doesn’t mean he won’t think the same things, and it definitely doesn’t change the past.” his hands run themselves through his hair.

“what can i do? i don’t want to lose you baby, tell me what i need to do.” you shrug, unsure on what to say. "i dont know what you can do, because the only solution we have is to cut him out of our lives." he groans, but before he can protest you interrupt, "he is openly fat shaming your girlfriend rafe, doesn't that upset you?" his eyes squint. "yes, that does upset me." he turns away, walking out the front door. "you coming?" you eagerly follow after him. you're unsure of what he is about to do, but you knew you did not want to miss it.

rafe is on a quick hunt searching for topper. the more he thinks about what you said, the grumpier he becomes. “when i find topper, im gonna kick his ass.” his anger fueled his adrenaline, and he was walking so fast you struggled to keep up. “rafe! slow down!” you hurriedly followed behind him, you finally reach him, his car in sight. he opened the passenger door, “get in.” you obediently do as he says, letting him close the door for you. you reach for your seatbelt, fastening it.

rafe speedily approaches the driver side door, he rips it open, his face was red with heat. his chest heaving slightly. he steps into the car, turning the key. he made sure the cool ac was on, before glancing over at you. “baby.” he spoke sternly, and it immediately brought an uneasy feeling to your gut. “yes, rafe?” you spoke softly, your eyes locked with his. “if anyone ever, says something to you like that, you need to tell me, right then and there.” you nod but he continues. “don’t wait to tell me someone hurt you. i need you to trust me.” you smile.

“i do trust you rafe, and i always tell you when someone has been mean or backhanded. but it’s different when it’s your friends.” he nods, “it’s you before my friends. i couldn’t care less about them. you are my priority.” you pull rafe into a tight hug, your arms wrapped around his shoulders. you look up, whispering kindly, “you do protect me rafe, i love you so much.” he hungrily leans over the middle console, his lips crashing against yours. “i love you so much more.” he puts the car in reverse, “how many times has he said mean stuff to you?” rafe asks. you think for a moment. “most of the time when he is around he’d say a mean comment.” rafe hands are gripping the wheel firmly, his interrogation with you only adding to the flame. “i can’t believe all this time he was disrespectful to you, this wont happen again.”

rafe puts the car in park outside of toppers home. “you stay here.” rafe pulls out his phone, dialing toppers number. “hey, i’m outside.” you couldn’t hear what toppers response was. “nah, how about you meet me out here?” rafe rolls the window down, “in case you want to hear what’s about to go down.” he chuckles darkly, hopping out his car, shutting the door behind him. topper is approaching the car, and rafe yells out. “topper! yeah man, look.” rafe gets stern and serious as he steps closer to him. “you’ve been saying shit to my girl, that’s not cool.” toppers face goes white. “no, its just jokes, i swear.” he tries to excuse his behaviors but rafe doesn’t buy it. “well she doesn’t think it’s funny.” he tilts his head, “and right now?” he starts, “i don’t find the shit funny.” topper nods, backing away slowly. rafe lunges forward, getting in his face. “is that all you can say to me?” rafe scoffs, “still such a pussy. come on!” topper looks around, and you make eye contact with him through the cars windshield. “look, ill tell your girl i’m sorry. i wasn’t trying to be a dick.” rafe nods, “okay, yeah. lets go.” rafe leads topper to your window and you roll it down. “i’m sorry for saying those things to you. i wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings.” you nod, “yeah you were a real asshole.” you admit. rafe nods, “thank you topper, but i still have to do this.” rafe swings topper straight in the face, and topper goes flying back. “next time, think before you speak.” topper groans, “what the fuck?” you hide your smile, “sorry man, but you disrespected me, by disrespecting her.” rafe hops into the car. “i’m so sorry baby.” you bite your lip. “don’t be sorry rafe, you defended me.” the two of you drive off, leaving topper blindsided.

[strangelysamantha]

dancing ✧

steve harrington x fem!reader.

warnings: NSFW! 18+, MDNI. daddy kink, sugardaddy!steve, overprotective!steve, smut, unprotected sex, spanking, rough sex, needyness, foreplay, SUGAR DADDY = DADDY KINK! ect

summary: sugar daddy steve picks you up at a strip club and hes desperate to please you.

a/n: i love steve harrington and i want to write about him 24/7. this is 100% filfthy. masterlist is pinned. like if you enjoyed. thank you.

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"cmon baby give me your number." steves words slurred together, the hint of whiskey lingering. "dont make me beg." he let out a slight groan when you bent down close to his face. "sorry handsome," your hand reaches for his shirt. "you gotta show me how bad you want this." you smoothly danced around him, joining your girls back on the pole. your hips move to the beat, you sensually look at steve, biting your lip. you grab the pole, swinging around, you were close to your break, ready for some water. the current song ends and you wave goodbye, picking up your bills before heading to the back.

you smiled at the girls in the room, you sit down quickly, drinking your water. "fuck that steve guy wants you so bad." you smirk at the other dancer's comment. "i know, it's kinda hot isn't it?" she smiles brightly, "you need to bag him... he's loaded." you glance over, "rich rich?" she nods, "richer than that." you shake your head in disbelief. "how do you know?" she shakes her head, "he's kind of a legacy around here. he endorsed this club when it started to struggle. hes always here, but he never flirts with anyone." you gasp, "but he's flirting with me?" she enthusiastically exclaims, "exactly! don't screw this up!" the pressure quickly sank in, and you became nervous. "i definitely won't." she stands up, "im back on but i had to let you know." you smile, "i appreciate your heads up."

you touch up your make up, adjusting your jewerly. your money is safely put away in your locker, and you head back to the stage. you began dancing to the song, swiftly making your rounds up and down the stage. steve watched in admiration, his eyes locked on your figure. he was obsessed, he knew you never got with anyone. he had been watching you for some time. he was curious the first day he met you, he was entranced by your beauty and quickly decided who he wanted to support. he lifted a hand, signaling you to come over. you head his way, you bend down. "what do i have to do?" he questions. you playfully bat your eyes at him. "do you have a pen?" he pulls one out of his pocket. you move his drink over, using the napkin underneath his drink. you write down your number. "how about you call me tonight to find out?" you smirk, " and you better not share that with anyone." with that, you stand back up, you finish your last song. your shift was over by this point.

in the parking lot you run into steve. "look, theres something about you. its so intriguing. i dont want to talk over the phone." you step forward. "ive been eyeing you for a while steve. you're a regular, and you are by far the hottest guy to stumble in that club. why do you have an interest in me?" you bluntly admit your feelings, and your eyes trace the floor. you manage to look back into steves eyes, his eyes are soft and theres a small smile hung on his lips. "the way you present yourself, the way you move, how you respond to people. its enticing, it makes me yearn for you." your heart speeds up from his words, "is there anyway you could come over for some dinner? i know its late." you nod, "that would be nice. i was actually about to get on the bus." he frowns, "do you usually take the bus?" you shake your head. "no, my car was totaled recently though. one night it was parked on the strip and a drunk driver crashed into it while i was working." he tsks, "that's no good honey. i can help you with that."

he leads you to his sleek black car, he opens the passenger door for you. you get inside his car, and he gently shuts the door. he rushes to the other side, hopping in and starting the car. "how can you help me?" you question. he looks at you, "i was going to wait until we got back to my place, but i can ask you now." you look at him with pleading eyes. "tell me now so im not anxious." he smiles, "i want you to be my sugar baby. ill buy you anything you could ever desire, you could stay with me if you wanted, but id get you your own room, your own car. id support you, and only you." your breath quickens at his offer, "what would i have to do?" he smirks, "well, id get to have some fun time with you, physical affection." you nod, your thighs automatically clenching together. "steve, id fuck you even if you weren't paying me." hes slightly shocked by this, "why?" is all he could muster up. "you're so sexy steve. anyone would be lucky to even get a glance from you." you words only inflamed his cockiness, but he was ecstatic you felt this way. he gently grabbed your thigh. "you're gonna be my princess, right?" he asks.

"of course, steve." you melt under his touch, your submission turned steve on. "you ready?" he left his hand on your thigh, and your breath was staggered slightly. "yes." steve starts the car and begins the route to his house. upon arrival you see how huge his house actually is. "you're the only one who lives here?" you look over at him and notice he was already looking in your direction. "for now, but hopefully you'll be my plus one?" you nod, "i would love to live here." he smiles brightly, "that is amazing! we can move your stuff in whenever you want too." you graciously pull steve into a hug. "thank you so much." he happily hugs you back. he leads you inside after unlocking his front door.

inside the interior is more magnificent than the exterior. you are astounded by the furniture and paintings. "its beautiful." he guides you through the rooms, bringing you to the kitchen. "im going to start cooking the meal. make yourself at home." you decide to stay with him, "i want to get to know you steve." he opens the fridge. "ask away." you shrug, coming up short on what to say. "i wish i had a change of clothes so i could shower." you frown slightly looking down at your dirty shorts and random shirt you had packed for the bus ride home. you felt significantly underdressed. "well, i may have done something for you already." he leaves for a few minutes, coming back with a name brand gift bag. "you didn't.." you gasp. he sets the gift in front of you on the kitchen counter. "i bought you a pajama set. you can shower and change into it. that will give me time to prepare you a home cooked meal. then you can ask all the questions you want." your mouth is slightly hung open. "i dont know what i can say, thank you so much!" you open the gift bag, pulling out a fancy name brand set of silk pajamas. "i love them!" you giddily jump out of the chair, wrapping your arms around steves neck. you lean in for a kiss. and he kisses back. you pull away, locking eyes with him. he was desperate with desire to fuck you now, but he knew that wasn't courteous. "follow me, ill get you a warm shower going." you follow behind him, allowing him to set everything up.

you enjoy the warm shower, steve even added steamers, which only caused more relaxation. you step out, drying off before you put-on your new set. you leave the bathroom, your hands full of your dirty clothes. "where should i put these steve?" he turns around at the sound of your voice, "here ill take them." he grabs your pile, and he throws them into the washer. when he returns, he gently places a hand on your lower back, leading you to the dining table. he sits you down, "i hope you like it." steve goes to sit in his seat. "this is all amazing, thank you so much." steves happy he successfully cooked you a good meal.

after the meal, you help steve clean up the dishes. he's quick to put away the leftovers. once everything is cleaned up, steve is showing you to his room. "this is my room, if you ever need me, ill probably be in here." you nod. he continues the tour, "you rooms over here. ill be close in case something ever happens, okay?" you smile, "that is perfect."

"well i think thats all for tonight, let me know if you need anything else. ill be in my room." you thank him generously; still happy he considered you out of all the dancers. you sit comfortably on the bed, but after a few minutes, something starts nagging at you. remembering steve in all his glory, how smart, and sexy he was. it was bound to get you worked up, however, you couldnt help yourself, thinking of all the ways steve wanted you, caused you to become wet. you sheepishly slide out of bed, you remember the directions to steves room, and you gently knock. "daddy?" you call out. steve quickly responds, "yes, baby? come in." you slowly creak the door open, seeing steve shirtless with shorts on in bed. the sight alone causes your legs to become weak. your stomach drops, your heartbeat fast. you bring yourself to take a few steps forward, "can i lay with you?" hes shocked by your request, "of course, get in." he lifts up the blanket. you slide into the bed with him. he pulls you close, “wasn’t expecting you to be in my bed this fast.” he chuckles. you turn over so your head is on his chest, and your arm is wrapped around his torso. you frown, “selfishly, i was thinking about you.” steve lifts an eyebrow, the lighting was dim, the only source being a lamp. “how so?” you hide your face in the crook of his neck. “thought about how you’d taste when your cock was deep in my throat. then it spiraled from there.” you admit honestly. his fingers fiddled with the silk on your shorts. “naughty girl.” he tsks, “well, should we do something about your neediness?” he lifted the blanket from you two, he leaned on his side, his free arm gently rubbing your clit through your shorts. “does this feel good, baby?” you softly moan against his touch, “mhm it feels good when you touch me.” he nods, “i need to kiss every inch of your body, show you how much i value you.” you open your eyes to look into his, “need you, steve.”

your desperate whines has steve’s cock throbbing, “fuck your pathetic moans go straight to my cock.” he groans, reaching for your hand. he places your hand on top of his bulge. he moans at your touch, you squeeze him, palming him slightly. “do you see what you do to me baby? how turned on i get?” his words hit hard, you gasp slightly. “you feel huge.” you kiss him, deepening the kiss. steve pulls away, “you want me to fuck you?” he questions. you frown at his attempt to delay your pleasure. “yes steve please hurry up. i need to feel you inside of me.” your hand was still holding him, and you felt his cock twitch at your words. you inhaled sharply, entranced with this entire moment. you’re starting to feel fed up, you slide onto his lap. eagerly, you begin to grind against him through his pants, the thought of his cock making you soaked. “baby? i wanna know what your mouth feels like on me.” you nod, “anything daddy.” you bite your lip. “especially if it makes you feel good.”

you slide over. you reach for his shorts, pulling them down. you palm him through his underwear, attempting to tease him so he knows how you felt. “don’t be a tease, hunny.” you obediently nod, removing his underwear. his cock springs forward; you kiss the tip of his cock. you look up, locking eyes with him. “i can’t wait to taste you.” you maintain eye contact whilst you spit on his tip. you stroke him, opening your mouth to take him fully. his eyes watching you intensely. “fuck you look so hot with my cock in your mouth.” he was fighting the urge of just taking control. he wanted to desperately grab your neck, jam his cock deep in your throat, and face fuck you like the slut you are, but he refrained. he didn’t want to be too rough the first time he had you.

your tongue licked stripes up and down his cock, arousal pooling your underwear. you felt every vein, you moan against him, you suck, hollow out your cheeks, and work on deep throating him. you pull away for air, your hand strokes him as you stare up at him. “doing so good baby, so fucking good.” you smile, “thank you daddy.” your mouth returns to his cock, you massage his balls, his cock deep in your throat while he groans above you. “fuck baby, just like that.” his hand grabs your head, pushing you further down on his cock, he couldn’t resist it. he thrusted his hips forward, his cock reached the back of your throat, your tongue continued to lap against it. “okay…” he pulled out of your mouth, strings of your saliva cover his cock. “almost made me cum too early.” you interpreted this as a compliment. he cupped your face, rubbing your cheek. “daddy please,” you say softly. “i need you.” he nods, gripping your neck, tightening slightly before crashing his lips on yours.

“want me to stretch out that tight pussy, baby?” you moan at his deep voice, “please fuck me steve,” he nods, his hands feeling your thighs. he massages your soft skin, reaching for the waist band of your shorts, he slides them off of you. “so pretty.” he rubs your clit through your panties. “did sucking daddy’s cock get you wet?” you nod your head, “yes, i loved sucking your cock.” he bites his lip, “you’re such a good girl for daddy.” he removes your underwear, “i’m gonna treat you so well princess.” steve uses his finger to get you ready. he adds another, “you’re so soaked.” you grab his wrist, “i need more. please.” he smirks, “i think you’re ready now.” he completely takes his shorts off. “lay on your back baby.” you do as steve says, laying on your back using one of his pillows for support. he teases you, stroking his cock in front of your aching hole. “how badly do you want me?” you groan, desperation radiating off of you. “fuck, so bad. i want you so bad.”

he groaned, his length sliding into your soaked pussy. “fuck you’re so tight.” your mouth is hung open, your eyes watching steve as he stretched you out with his giant cock. “fuck steve you’re so deep.” he grabs your throat, “what’s my name?” you whine, “daddy.” he nods, “good girl, take daddy’s cock.” he slid in and out of you at a menacingly slow pace. he was trying to ensure he didn’t hurt you. “tell me when it's okay.” you bite your lip. “it's okay.” this was the confirmation he needed to pound you relentlessly. you were breathless, you’d never been fucked this good before. “fuck i love this pussy.” you’re a moaning mess beneath him; your hands find their way to his messy hair. “fuck your cock is perfect.” your vulgar words turned him on more. his thumb came down, rubbing circles on your clit. “wanna make you cum, baby.” his cock was deep inside of you, his grunts filling your ears as his free hand helplessly grabs around your hip. "i could fuck you for hours." his words bring you close, "it feels so good, please." he smirks, "please, what baby?" he taunts you, "let me cum, can i please cum?" he bites his lips, "cum for me. his words confirm your release, and you moan out as your high washed over you. "good girl, such a good girl for daddy." he slowed down to help you, before he abruptly pulls out. you wince at the loss of contact. "why?" you whine.

he chuckles darkly, "flip over." you eagerly twist around, your ass arching. he slaps your ass, squeezing the flesh. "god, every inch of you is perfect." he slaps the other side of your bottom, "ready?" he smiles. "yes, please." you respond. he lines himself up with you again, "youre so wet, i slide right in." you nod, your head low as he reenters your pussy. he grabs your hair, lifting you up as he starts to thrust in you. "hows this angle? does it feel good?" he questions. you're completely lost in the pleasure, your eyes shut tight. you almost didnt hear him due to his low growl. "fuck youre so deep." you manage to yell out. you arch your back more, the pleasure already starting to build up. you use one of your hands to massage your clit. "keep going, please dont stop." steve maliciously laughs, "wasn't planning on stopping baby. gonna fuck you good till you cum on my cock again."

steve raises his hand to slap your ass again, this time it stings, and your ass gets a red mark. "fuck princess you're swallowing me. i wanna fill your pussy with cum." you nod, "yes please. i want your cum." he continues his fast pace into your cunt, "fuck, cum with me baby." he lets out low groans, and a slight whimper. this triggers your release and you tighten against him as your high hits you. his cock twitches and he fully enters his cock into your hole, squirts of his seed fill you entirely, and a few drops leak out and land on his sheets. you collapse onto the bed. "fuck." steve grins, "i know." his legs were shaking beneath him. he ran a hand through his hair to get it out of his face. "you drained my balls." you giggle. "good." you struggle to stand up, but steve holds your waist firmly, helping you out of the bed. he follows behind you while you lead the way to the restroom.

in the restroom you clean yourself up. steve washes himself as well. he leaves to grab your sleeping set. he comes back and you put the outfit on. "you ready to sleep?" you nod, "yes i am." he lifts the blanket up for you. you slide into the bed. he joins you and the two of you cuddle together. he kisses the side of your temple, his arms wrapping protectively around your body. you feel at peace in steves bed.

[strangelysamantha]

match maker ❀

rafe cameron x fem!reader.

warnings: rafe camerons buzz cut

summary: sarah’s eager to play match maker, so she can find you, your perfect soulmate. meanwhile, rafe changes his appearance to cater to you, in hopes you would notice.

a/n: this is so fun, my master list is pinned on my profile. like if you enjoyed! ty guys!

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rafe usually wouldn't intervene when it came to sarahs friends. typically, they seemed like a bore, he could never learn to care about any of them. however, the first time he met you, it was different. after a few of your visits, rafe was determined to get to know you. sarah had told you he wouldn't bother you guys for too long, but once you went downstairs for snacks, he immediately invited himself into the conversation.

"what are you two up too?" he smiles, leaning against the counter. you look up at him, "we were just making food." sarah giggles, "and she was about to explain to me what her type was." you groan, recalling her earlier question. you sigh, "i don't know, it just depends." sarah pokes your side as she slides by you to use the microwave. "c'mon tell us!!" she eggs you on, desperate to hear your answer. "i guess i like guys that are casual, laid back. i like buzz cuts, i dont know." you sheepishly scratch the back of your neck. sarah grins, "finally!" you playfully roll your eyes. "yeah, yeah.. why do you wanna know so bad?" you question her. "im going to play match maker for you!" you face goes hot, "i guess i can't say no to that."

rafe watches intensely. "there sarah goes, playing cupid again." the two of you break into a fit of laughter due to his comment. "anything else you can think of?" you contemplate for a moment, "i like when they are protective, kind to me, and they support me." you shrug, "i want something serious too, im sick of flings" sarah nods, "good, this intel will help me find your perfect match." you glance at rafe, noticing how interested he was in you, and your responses. you become nervous under his eye contact. you quickly revert your attention back to sarah. she grabs two drinks, handing them to you, to carry. sarah grabs the two bowls of food, that were now finished. "well rafe, it was nice talking but our foods done." she leads the way back to her room, you softly speak up as you leave, "bye rafe!" his lips curve into a smile, and he nods.

the two of you enter sarahs bedroom, continuing the sleepover. meanwhile, rafe was back in his room. his mind was racing, all he could think about was your response. "casual..." he leaned back in his office chair, "laid back," he runs his hands through his hair. rafe knew he could win you over, he had charm, and he knew exactly what you wanted in someone. he stood up, walking to the bathroom, he looks into the mirror. he bit his lip, contemplating if it would be too soon to buzz his hair. however, he figured he needed to be confident to get what he wanted. he quickly decided, reaching for the electric razor. he turns it on, taking off a swipe of hair. the adrenaline he felt only fueled him more, and after ten minutes he had perfectly buzzed his scalp.

in the morning, you leave in a rush, your parents ushering you home so you can help out around the house. sarah gave a genuine goodbye, and you were quick to leave. rafe was disappointed when he woke up and found sarah alone downstairs. "why are you alone?" sarah shrugs, "you just missed her, she had to go back home." this piqued rafes interest, "is she okay, did something happen?" he urgently requests some answers. sarah lifts her eyebrow up in concern, "you shouldnt be that worried about her, you dont even know her." she stares at him a little longer before noticing his hair cut. "a buzz cut?" she shakes her head, "no rafe! no. you are not going to get with my friend." rafe chuckles, "cmon match maker, im right here." he places his hands on his hips. sarah groans putting her hands in her pockets. "she would never go for you." rafe smirks. "oh? she wouldnt?" he laughs, "im nonchalant, protective, looking for something serious, and oh! i got a buzz cut." in the air, he uses his hand to gesture checking boxes. "check, check, check." sarah sighs, "those were generic traits! i bet i could find someone who isnt related to me!" sarah storms upstairs, and rafes quick to follow after her.

"sarah please, i wont hurt her. shes different. all i want to do is protect her." sarah frowns, "why do you feel so attached already?" she questions him, he sighs. "i dont know how to explain it." he leans against the door frame. sarah crosses her arms, "well try." she taps her foot, annoyance seeping through. "if you can give me reasons why you genuinely care about my friend, then i will play match maker for you." he shifts uncomfortably, struggling to explain his emotions. "shes just really sweet, and i want to protect her. i care about her because the few times we talked she was nice, and i know she could make me better, because i want to be better for her." he look away, his breath heaving. "please, just give me a chance." sarah sighs, "okay, but you better not hurt her, you would ruin our friendship." he nods understandingly, "i promise, i would never." she nods. "alright. well i’ll see what she thinks of you, but there’s no promises.” with that rafe feels accomplished, he leaves sarah’s room gleaming.

sarah sits on her bed, pulling out her phone. she pulls up your contact, eager to fulfill her match making prophecy. she sends you a text, “hows chores coming along? will you be able to hang soon?” your phone dings and you smile as you open it, a text from sarah. you quickly type a response back, “almost done! where should we meet?” sarah lets out an excited squeal, her plan was effortlessly falling into place. “my place is good if you are down.” you quickly send back the thumbs up emoji, finishing everything your parents asked before getting ready to go back to sarah’s.

once you arrive at sarah’s place, she’s waiting outside for you. “i’m so glad you’re here! i may have found you the perfect match!” your mouth falls open, “this quickly!?” your shock was evident, and she couldn’t hold back her smirk. “first, i want to ask you something.” you nod, “what would you like to ask me?” she rubs the back of her neck, “do you think my brother is attractive?” your heart drops at her question. “why do you ask?” your face went red, embarrassment seeping through. “i think rafe might be the perfect match for you…” she says these words slowly, testing the waters. “i think he is attractive, and he seems protective.” you look up to see sarah grinning. “upon further evaluation, he actually hit every requirement on the list you provided” you look around, trying to see if rafe was around. “really? but does he like me back?”

“i do, i’m the one who convinced sarah to recommend me.” rafe joined in the conversation, revealing himself. you grin, “sarah! is that true?” you question her. she nods, “yeah, it is true.” you’re overwhelmed by his confession, “well, rafe, i was not expecting this.” sarah stands up, “i’m going to head inside. ill let the two of you talk and figure this out.” with that she exits, leaving the two of you alone together for the first time. “rafe, i really would want to give this a try.” you admit. he steps closer to you, reaching for your hands. “i really want to prove to you that i can treat you right. just give me a chance.” you bite your lip sheepishly. “i would love that. will you take me on a date?” rafe chuckles, “ill take you on so many, i’ll show you all my good spots.” you grin at this, “that sounds perfect.”

[strangelysamantha]

Could you one with jj praising you and being rough, but is still gentle, then after he takes a bath with you as aftercare?

gentle ✧

jj maybank x reader.

warnings: MDNI! 18+, NSFW. smut. choking, dom!jj maybank, swearing, penetration, lust, grinding, teasing, dirty talk, unprotected sex, after care, rough penetration.

summary: after jj is away for a week, the tension between you two is rapidly increasing, and its difficult to keep your hands off of each other.

a/n: finally, a plot line! someone give me an award. thank you for the request! love you all, thanks for reading, and like if you enjoyed. my masterlist is pinned on my profile!

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you hadn’t seen jj in a week. one whole week shouldn’t seem like a dire amount of time, but for you and jj, the two of you hadn’t spent a day alone in almost two years. he was scheduled to be back from his boys road trip in less than hour. your excitement couldn’t be contained, and you couldn’t help but boast about your boyfriend.

“kie!!!” you gleefully smile. she rolls her eyes, but a small smirk is hung on her lips. “yes?” she questions. you bite your lip, “my boyfriend is coming home today!” she lets out an airy laugh, “i know, our other friends are also coming home, did you forget about them?” you sigh, “no i didn’t forget about pope and john b, im just not as excited to see them as i am jj!”

“awe, that's really sweet." sarah walks into the room joining you two. "whats sweet?" you light up at her question, "jj comes back today!" sarah grins, "john b also comes home today." you laugh but kiara tsks, "you guys are so lovestruck, it makes me sick." sarah and you break out into a bigger fit of laughter due to her comment.

you guys are interrupted by the sound of the front door being opened. the three of you scramble to meet the boys. jj was the first one to come in, he left the door wide open, running up to you. you jump into his arms, pulling him into a big hug. his arms are gripping around your waist, and he's spinning you around effortlessly. "ive missed you so much, baby." his voice is drained, and the tone leaves a shiver down your spine. you have to remember to breath. "ive missed you alot jj." you tighten your grasp around him, squeezing him tight.

jj sets you down gently, placing a kiss on your forehead. you glance at john b and pope, "welcome back guys!" they smile at your acknowledgment. "thank you." john b tried to speak but jj interrupts, "excuse us." he grabs your hand, "c'mon we have a lot of catching up to do." you obediently followed him to his room. "get comfy," he sets down his luggage, stashing it in the corner of his room. you watched him intensively, he leaned over to untie his boots, he slips them off leaving him in socks. he swiftly removes his tank, exposing his abs and tan. you have to look away, the thoughts in your head started to wander when you saw his exposed chest. jj caught on, noticing how tense you got. he decided he wasn't going to put a new shirt on.

he sat in bed with you, you two are facing each other. "how was the trip?" you ask. he smiles, his hands on your thighs. "it was really nice, we saw a lot of cool places." you nod, and he continues, "next time you have to come with though. one week is far too long to go without you." you nod your head in agreement. "it was really hard to be away from you. we got through it though." he leans forward, pressing his lips into yours. you kiss back, your body melting under his touch. he softly pulls away. "im sorry for interrupting, i've just wanted to do that since i got here." you pull him into another kiss, this time your desires were exposed as you quickly climbed onto him, deepening the kiss. you pull away, rubbing his abs. "you should have kissed me sooner." jjs hands reached for your hips. "i wanted too, i thought about you every night." his confession made your heart race. "thought about how, if i was back home..." his hand reached for your neck, "with you..." his voice got low, "i'd be pounding into you, my cock stretching you out." you let out a small whimper, "how your pretty mouth would make such vulgar sounds." he tightened his grip around your neck, his mouth attaching to yours again. he pulls away, standing up. your head was spinning at his dominance, your pussy desperate for his touch. you look up at him, your thighs rubbing together due to your arousal.

"please jj, touch me." you voice was drenched with lust, your tone whiny. "so naughty." he exclaimed. "but its been a week, so ill go easy on you this time." you sigh relieved. "thank you." he pats the bed, "lay down for me." you do as he instructed, getting comfortable laying down. once you give him the thumbs up, his entire demeanor changed. he pushed your shoulders back, forcing you to lie back. he climbed over you, his mouth finding your neck. he leaves a few marks, claiming you. "i need your soft pussy." he grinded himself against you, "please fuck me jj. i need your cock so bad." his teasing by this point was only pushing you further into being sexually frustrated.

"yeah? you desperate for my cock? ill give it to you baby." you moan, he stands up. "take my pants off for me." you sit on your knees, you undo his cargo shorts, pulling his underwear off as well. his cock springs forward, he pumps himself a few times. "bend over." he reaches forward, his hands pulling down your pants, exposing your sexy bottoms. "did you wear these for me?" you smiled, "yes i did." he grunts, one of his hands reaching down, smacking your ass. "you're fucking perfect." he pulls your panties down, his thumb swiping over your hole. "you're soaked." you smirk, "you get me this soaked." you were exposed now, on your knees, your arms on his pillows.

jj aligns his cock with your hole, he pushes himself inside your tight walls, his cock stretching you out. you couldn't speak words, only letting out deep breaths, and small whimpers. with fear that your roommates might hear, you intentionally held in your moans. "fuck your pussy feels perfect." he continued to thrust in and out of you, his hand smacked your ass again, his rhythm fast and deep. you could feel every inch of jj inside your tight cunt, his groans and growls created butterflies in your stomach. he relentlessly pounded into you, "fuck you feel so good baby," you let out a moan at his words, "fuck jj you're so deep." he continued his thorough pace, he reached around, his thumb playing with your clit. "my pretty girl, are you gonna cum for me?" his fingers were digging into your hips. you nodded, the feeling approaching fast. "please don't stop jj." you lay down further, arching your back more as your high washed over you. jj continued, his high was approaching fast. jj was close, watching you crumble beneath him, cumming on his cock. "fuck, im gonna cum baby." he thrusts deeply inside of you, his cum spurting out while he rode out his high.

the two of you catch your breath, "lets get cleaned up." he grabs a nearby towel, gently wiping you off. "im going to run us a bath, does that sound good?" you nod, "yes that sounds great jj." he quickly puts on a pair of shorts. he goes into the bathroom to start a warm bath. he adds bubbles and lights a few candles. he heads back into the room with you, picking out a pair of shorts and one of his t shirts. "i picked this out for you to wear." you smile, "thank you, it's perfect." he beamed, "i think the baths almost ready, are you?" he questions. "i am!" he gently grabs your hand, and you enter the bathroom. you remove the towel wrapped around yourself and climb into the tub. jj takes off his shorts, slipping in the tub, going behind you. you lean back on his chest, your eyes closed. you're enjoying the moment; the peacefulness eases you. "i really missed you this week." you admit. "i know baby, but im here to stay now." he lifted up his cupped hand, pouring some soapy water onto your chest. "you're gorgeous, im so lucky." you smile, "im very lucky too, jj." jj kisses the side of your head, the two of you relaxing in each other's presence.

[strangelysamantha]

guys i want to write about this, and i will! but its new to me so im doing research 😌😌💕

thinking about jj with a gun kink….. “she thought it was my cock but my glock very hard”

jj maybank was like your own personal security guard, he always protected you, assisting you everywhere you went. without even having to ask he'd happily be by your side. he cared about you a lot, you were the most important thing to him. he would do anything for you because he couldn’t imagine ever loosing you. <3

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[strangelysamantha]

Hiii, I've been reading some of your stuff for a little while and decided to make my first request since you're so open with ideas and write so well.

So, can you pls write an imagine/one-shot/fic (I don't really know what you call them) between nerdy!reader and jj? Basically, they know each other but they just interacted a few times, and reader has a crush on jj but she just is content herself to dream and watch him from afar because she's to shy and fear rejection from him (because how could a girl like her have a chance with the cool jj maybank who rides motocycles and is super confident?). Anyways, reader has basically a cinderella life (she has two kook step-sisters who are mean af to her) and one day at some party at the beach with pogues and kooks, one of reader's sisters steal reader's diary (where she wrote about jj) and starts to wave it in the air telling that reader is in love with him, making some people laugh and jj get confused of what is going on and why reader (who he hasn't really ganh out with but interacted with her enough times to think she's a sweet girl) seems to be at the verge of tears. Reader runs away embarrased to cry somewhere alone and jj goes after her to comfort her, after calling some dude that said "wait does that loser really likes you?" an asshole and snatching reader's diary from the sister's hand. Jj can be popular, but he's not a bully and can't stand good people getting hurt.

(some details about reader that can help with writing descriptions: reader is a nerdy who is very into unusual stuff likemoths or space, she uses glasses, she's a bit chubby/thick)

diary ❀

jj maybank x fem!reader.

warnings: bullying, underage drinking, party, pushing.

summary: after your sister exposes your diary entry of your secret crush for jj, you are left feeling humiliated. jj, however finds it distasteful that your sister would violate your privacy like that, and he's eager to talk to you.

a/n: gosh this is such a cute story idea tysm for the request!!! masterlink is pinned on my page, requests are open, and i appreciate you <3

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class was easier to sit through when you had jj maybank to star in your thoughts, he consumed most your time. you struggled to pay attention in class, you already knew the topic, and besides, you had already finished the busy work. you'd imagine jj eating at the wreck with you, swimming at night while watching the stars. you had an endless imagination when it came to him. he was just so precious, and despite his rough exterior, you knew he had another side you had yet to see. your home life wasn't that great either, you felt like the black sheep of the family. unable to fully get along with your sisters, they cared more about popularity, and boyfriends. this pushed you to be in your head a lot, daydreaming about another life.

you hadn't interacted with jj too many times. you had a project with him last semester, and despite his reputation, he was eager to help you work on it. jj had quite the rep, and you knew to stay away from him. that feeling never went away though, the longing to get to know him, to figure out who he was. class was close to over, jj was sitting a few seats in front of you, he was laid back in the chair, ignoring the assignment. you thought about offering to help him with homework, but you were already named the schools "nerd" and you didn't want to intensify the label.

it was the last class; you were dreading going home. the bell rings, dismissing you. you gather your supplies and rush out the room. at home, you head straight to your bedroom. you pull out your diary. you write about how slow the school day went. you mentioned how your last class went by the fastest. then, just like most days, you write about jj. you noted how good his hair looked, how it was messy but still neat. his shirt was tan, and he had cargo shorts. you smile as you recall the memory of jj. you finish your diary entry, putting it back in your secret spot. you got up, grabbing your book bag and walking away.

you head downstairs, preparing to start your homework. "what kind of loser is doing homework on a friday night?" your sister snarled at you with a venomous tone. "it's easier to do it now." you argued back. she laughed at you, teasing you loud enough so your other sister decided to join in. "is she really doing homework?" she tsks, "see, that's why you aren't invited to parties." you frown, tears welling in your eyes. you were too frustrated, all you could do is cry. they giggled, proud that they caused you to cry. "look! she's crying!" you run away, out the front door, speeding down the street. by this point, your vision was blurry, and you struggle to calm down. you take a few deep breaths. after a few minutes of reflection, you decide to walk back to the house. you go inside; and find your sisters are long gone.

you put your homework away, you didn't want your sisters to be right, however, a party seemed fun. you quickly change your clothes into something a little out of your comfort zone. you've been yelled at numerous times from your sisters. they would degrade you for dressing up. you put on some cute make up. you were fully confident, ready to show your sisters you weren't going to take their abuse any longer. you looked at your phone, searching for any parties occurring tonight. you found one, located at the beach, a girl from school boasting about how fun it will be.

upon arrival at the beach, you saw multiple crowds of people. nerves creeped up but you pushed them down. tonight, everything was going to be perfect. you approach a table full of beers and seltzers. you eagerly grab a drink, cracking it open, and taking a big gulp. you walk towards the crowd; music is blaring off a speaker. people are dancing excessively, most teenagers obviously inebriated. it was a thrill being able to witness this event. you become a part of the crowd, and it wasn't long before your envious sisters noticed your appearance. "you can't wear that!" you roll your eyes, "you can't tell me what to do." you cross your arms, the people around you are watching intently. "you don't look hot, you're trying too hard!" your other sister spits out. a rando in the group perks up, "no, she's hot!" a rush of heat rises to your face, the compliment catching you off guard. your sisters seethed at this, fuming with rage, she runs off, reaching for her tote bag. inside, unbeknownst to you, she swiftly reaches for your diary.

she squeals, ripping your book open, your secrets close to being exposed. you turn around, familiar with the words she was shouting. "jj is just so flawless! he's effortlessly cool, and he is so mysterious." you rush forward, lunging after your journal. "stop it! that isn't funny!" you are desperate to retrieve your belongings. "i saw jj in class today, he looked so handsome, his eyes looked brighter than usual." you stop in your tracks when you realize jj was there, and he had definitely heard your confession. your anger causes adrenaline, you push your sister, she slips into the sand, the book dropping from her grasp. you sigh with relief until you scan the crowd that was laughing at you.

in the crowd you notice someone. your breath gets caught in your throat, the intense eye contact between you and jj becomes too much, and you had to look away. "your diary is so pathetic." a drunk student mutters, he scoffs walking off. you shake your head, running off while tears stream down your face. you find an abandoned sandy spot to cry about the humiliation you just endured. you were so upset, filled with worry that jj would be laughing at you too.

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jj was having a good time, he had a good night with john b, getting lucky in the fishing department. eager to celebrate their abundance of fish, they decided to go to the party on the beach. it was all the rage at school. at the party, jj was content with his friend group. they all drink, enjoying the free beer. after fifteen minutes of peace, a large crowd gathers around, due to curiosity the group joins. him and his friends had missed a lot of the altercation. ""jj is just so flawless! he's effortlessly cool, and he is so mysterious." his ears perk at the call of his name, he rushes to push through the crowd so he can see who was talking about him.

once he's at the front of the crowd, his gaze softens. "stop it! that isn't funny!" it was you, and your sister? confusion was written all over jj's face, he was shocked to see this crowd was gawking over a small fight between siblings. jj filled with rage, watching your sister mock and ridicule you. you hadn't done anything to deserve such an invasion of privacy. he was speechless, unsure of how he could respond, or intervene. "i saw jj in class today, he looked so handsome, his eyes looked brighter than usual." jjs stomach dropped at those words, you really paid attention to the small details of him. jj didn't know how he felt about you. you two had only ran into each other on a few occasions while at school. what he did know, was that you were really sweet. you were compassionate and you definitely shouldn't be put down by your blood.

when he locked eye contact with you, he felt your fear, noticed how flushed you were. he couldn't bare make eye contact, when he was merely a bystander. with that look from him, he wasn't shocked when you used grunt force to knock your sister down. he watches you look around. he hesitated, waiting to see your next move. "your diary is so pathetic." you run away, hurt from those words. his heart stings at the sight. he turns over, another drunken boy speaks bluntly, "wait, does that loser really like you?" jj had to control his temper, comforting you was more important. "you're an asshole." he rips the journal out of your sister's hand. "you should feel ashamed. that was not okay." his stern, low voice, startled her. "im sorry." jj laughs, "im not the one to apologize too." with that, he leaves the crowd. he's determined to find you, to assure you that he isn't upset.

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you settle yourself onto the sandy beach. you watch the party from afar, so many people went back to swimming, and drinking. while you were here, out of your element. a few minutes of silence occurred; you felt peaceful for the first time since being home. you were startled when a body gracefully sat by you. you glance over, realizing jj had joined you. "hey." he let out a sigh. "hi, jj." nerves fluttered your system. being this close to jj felt like a dream come true. you couldn't even count the number of times you wrote about how badly you wanted this. he looks at you, "your sister doesn't seem nice." you grin, "what gave you that impression?" you joke. he chuckles, and you speak up again. "she actually is worse, but it was different since we were in public." jj scoffs, "worse than reading your diary to the whole school?" you put your hands on your head. "jj, listen. im really sor-." he cuts you off blankly. "don't start all that." you frown, "what do you mean?" he looks back at the party before staring at you again, "this wasn't your fault. you didn't deserve this." he scoots closer to you, "you should know that."

his words sent a slight chill down your back, his close body made you nervous. "i know, i didn't luck out in the family department." he nods, "i can relate." you gasp, "what! really?" he laughs at your shocked expression. "yeah. deadbeat dad, long story. but i know what it's like to never feel like you can stand up to them. but, if it's worth anything, i was proud of you for pushing your sister." you smile brightly at jj, "it was exhilarating, but i felt bad after." he shakes his head, "awe, you're just the sweetest, huh?" you bite your lip, "oh yes, definitely." his eyes locked with yours, a few seconds go by, neither of you two say anything. he leaned forward ever so slightly, his eyes drifting close.

you close your eyes and lean in, your lips brush against his and you feel how soft his lips actually are. after a few seconds, you pull away. you don't say anything, you just look at him. "i kind of like you too." jj mustered up, nervous to admit his feelings. you smirk, leaning towards him. "well you already know how i feel about you." you explain. he playfully rolls his eyes, "i want to hear it from you, not from your sister reading your secret journal. okay?" you nod, understanding. "okay. well i notice you at school. you're cool, way too cool for me." he places a hand on your thigh. "no such thing, you're smart, and kind. you're too good for me." you hug him gently. "i felt so embarrassed when i saw you." he sighs, "you should have told me sooner. i was surprised when she read your entry, i didn't think you saw me that way."

"well i didn't want to get rejected by you. but now? now, it's different. will you take me on a date?" you smirk, proud of yourself for asking him on a date. "yes, i'm going to take you out, how about tomorrow?" you stand up from the sand, "that sounds perfect." you exchange phone numbers with jj. he gives you a gentle hug, "i wish your sisters didn't treat you that way." you sigh, "i know, i wish they didn't too." jj walked you through the beach, the two of you bonding and joking together. it felt so casual to be friendly with him. he brought you home, walking with you.

"i had a fun time hanging out." you nod enthusiastically. he looks around carefully, "if it ever gets too bad here, text me." your heart flutters at the thought of him protecting you from your evil sisters. "i will jj, i promise." he hesitates to leave, "its getting late, ill let you rest." you smile at his comment, muttering a soft, "goodbye." he leaves your front porch.

you walk inside your house; all the lights are off and it seems like the coast is clear. however, once you reach the stairs, you see both of your sisters. "jj might be talking to you now, but just know he thinks you are pathetic, and he won't actually stay with you." you roll your eyes. "you know that how?" you question them. she shrugs, "he's got a reputation." despite their warnings, you walk past them, gunning for the stairs. you reach your room and slam the door shut behind you. you quickly grab a pen before writing about your day in your diary.

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ty for reading my story!!

[strangelysamantha]

sick day ❀

eddie munson x fem!reader.

warnings: none.

summary: eddie takes care of you while you are sick!

a/n: cute lil fic while i start to complete my drafts. <3 masterlist is pinned! check it out :)

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you frown, drenched in sweat. your face was warm with a bright red hue. eddie sighed, taking the thermometer out of your mouth. "awe honey, you've got a fever." you groan, leaning your back against eddies bed frame. "i don't feel good." he nods, he quickly grabs you a pajama set to change into. "here, let me help you." he lifts up your shirt, quickly tossing it to the floor. you laugh, noticing the laundry basket that he missed. "thank you for taking care of me." he shook his head, he gently slid off your pants, replacing them with shorts. "you know i'll always protect you." his words comfort you, and you reach for his hands.

"i love you eddie." he grins, "i love you so much, baby." he plants a soft kiss against your forehead. you grimace, aware of how sweaty it is. "lay down, i'm going to make you some soup." you slide down, now laying on the bed. "are you hot or cold?" you sigh, "both, i feel hot but i have the shivers." he bites his lip, thinking for a moment. "i'll turn the fan on, and get you a light blanket, okay?" you grin. "anything you do, will be perfect." he grabs a small blanket from the corner of his room. on the way back to the bed he turned on the box fan. "here, and what would you like to watch?" you look behind him to his tv, "my favorite movie, please." he grabs the vhs and slides it into the player, after he made sure it started correctly, he headed to the kitchen.

in the kitchen, he's quickly making you a bowl of soup, as well as some juice. he brings it to you, after he made sure it wasn't too hot. "i brought you some soup, and juice." you smile weakly at him. "thank you so much." eddie then grabs a washcloth, dampening it slightly. he puts the cool rag on your forehead. "you can take it off while you eat, but i wanted to make sure you had this." your heart swells because of eddie, his kindness and hospitality was a new side of him that you hadn't fully seen. you felt safe, protected, and loved. you attempted to eat as much of the soup that you could, and you soon fell asleep. eddie smiled softly, he tucked you neatly into bed. he brought a glass of water to your bedside table. for when you wake up. he took your soup, cleaning out the bowl. he heads back to his room, turning the tv off. he approached the bed. "goodnight baby." he kissed you gently, making sure you wouldn't wake up.

[strangelysamantha]

cry ☆

jj maybank x reader.

warnings: slight hint at infidelity, break up.

summary: based on the song cry by cigarettes after sex.

a/n: short angst for you all. more stories on the way. :)

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jj held a soft smile on his lips. he looks away, taking in the scenery of the beach in front of him. you glanced away, a slight hum falling off your lips. he placed his palm on your knee, his eyes soft against your gaze, “baby?” his direct eye contact leaves you with unease. “yeah, jj?” he sighs, his chest heaving. he couldn’t control his flustered thoughts. “it's making you cry every time you give your love to me this way…” you quickly frown in response, “jj, don’t.” he gently moves your hair to the side, “shh.” he places his finger to your lips. he hesitates, continuing after a few seconds. “saying you’d wait for me to stay?” he shakes his head, “i know it hurts you, but i need to tell you something.”

your eyes start to water, the sadness bubbling inside of you again. “jj, you can be better for me. you haven’t even tried.” he frowns, his eyes trained to the sand. “my heart just can’t be faithful for long.” you grab his chin, forcing him to face you. “i know you only feel that way because you’re used to everyone leaving. i’m not leaving jj, i’m not going anywhere.” he sighs, “i swear ill only make you cry.” your eyes are glossy, your heart racing. “jj, please.” his eyes are cold, a slight red tint to his cheeks. the sun setting ahead, casting a hue. “i just don’t want to be tied down.” you nod, “why do you keep hurting me?” your words affect him heavily, a twinge of guilt settles in the bottom of his stomach. the idea of officially loosing you sinks in. he closes his eyes; you stare at him in confusion. “talk to me, please.” you urge, desperate for answers. he is silent, lost in his own head. you sigh, a part of you wanted to comfort him, give him support. you resented yourself for still caring about him. you stay silent, kindly setting your hand in his, the feeling of your fingers catch him off guard, but he relaxes under your touch. “maybe id change for you someday.” he lets go of your hand, finding a shell to fidget with instead. “but, i can’t help the way i feel.” you nod, silent from his confession. “wish i was good.” you roll your eyes, but it goes unnoticed by jj. “you can be good jj.” he sighs, “i wish that i could give you my love now.” you let out an awkward airy laugh, “right person, wrong time?” he offers a half smile for your comment. “something like that, yeah?” you nod. he questions you, “does this ruin everything between us?” you look forward, watching the waves crash against each other. “i don’t know.” you slowly stand up. you use your hands to dust the sand off of you. “stay safe jj.” he watches you walk away, his head swarmed with thoughts. he sits silently on the beach, once you are out of view, tears slip through his tough exterior.

[strangelysamantha]

Hi my beautiful Sam!! How’s life been? -🕊️

i’ve been swamped with work :(. it’s unfortunate because everytime i have the motivation to write, i don’t have my computer with me.

[strangelysamantha]

after hours ✧

steve harrington x fem!reader.

warnings: 18+, NSFW, MDNI. smut, blowjob, swearing, hanjob. possible sub steve ;) fluffy ending.

summary: giving steve head after your shift at family video.

a/n: jj fic coming next, i was going to write about him but then i saw a steve harrington edit and i had to. LMAO LOVE YOU TY FOR SUPPORTING ME. <333

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you pulled steve into a kiss, one hand gripping his jaw. you pull away softly. “isn’t this so hot steve?” you smirk, you place your hand on his bulge, palming him through his pants. he let out a pathetic whine, “mhm baby.” you fidget with his belt, undoing his jeans. you slide your hand into his underwear, gripping his cock, he shivered underneath you. “you like when i touch you steve?” he breathlessly let out a “yes,” he finally reached your gaze, his eyes locked on yours. “you’ve never touched me in public.” you bite your lip, “are you worried someone would see?” you tilt your head to the side, a small laugh escaping you. you fully grip his cock now, slowly jerking him. “what if someone could see you crumbling beneath me?” he threw his head back, profanities fall from his lips.

you grabbed his hand, placing it on your chest. this move caused him to touch you more, his fingers tracing every part of your body. “steve.” your stern tone caused him to retreat. you pull his cock out, and you look at him, raising a hand in front of his mouth. “spit,” you stare at him, and he happily obeys. you rub your hands together, using his spit as lubricant. you completely wrap your hand around him, jerking him. he watches you, his chest heaving. “don’t tease me baby.” you shake your head, “i’m not teasing, i want your cum.” your words turn him on more. “cmon stevie, you had a long day at work. don’t you want some relief?” he nods his head, his hips thrusting forward. “fuck, you’re such a slut.” he musters between breaths, causing you to roll your eyes. you speed up, massaging his balls as well. “and? you love it. don’t you?” he forcefully settles his lips against yours, his tongue fighting for dominance. “yeah i love it.”

you glance around, checking to make sure the coast was clear. seeing no one, you bend over, your mouth taking him whole. “shit baby.. you don’t know what you do to me.” you wrap your lips around the head, your tongue swirling against his tip. you use your hand to jerk the rest of him. you deepthroat him, slobbering against his cock. he grabs your hair, thrusting into your mouth. “fuck i’m not going to last long.” you continue, desperate to make him reach his high. you lift off of him, taking a breath of air. “cum for me steve.” you quickly jerk him, sticking your tongue out for his load. he closes his eyes, his head falling against the head rest. ropes of cum land on your face, he inhales deeply, catching his breath. he reaches in his glove box for napkins, quickly cleaning your face. “you’re perfect steve.” he looks away, embarrassment flooding his cheeks. you continue, “i’m so lucky to call you mine.” he looks at you, smiling softly. he looks away for a moment, "i don't deserve you."

you frown in response. "you are too good to me, i want you. only you." he kisses your lips, his hand on your thigh. "i love you so much." you grin, "i love you more." he chuckles, "wanna go to mine?" you nod, "yes, please."

[strangelysamantha]

i miss when i didn’t work full time and i could actually find time to write stories :(