#18+ fic

[vodika-vibes]

OH DANG OKAY LOL, I cannot with the vibrating chihuahua joke😂 here I am uh respectfully requesting soft dom Fox🙏

Obedience

Summary: A moment alone between you and Fox

Pairing: Commander Fox x F!Reader

Word Count: 1231

Warnings: Smut, dom/sub dynamics

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: I don't know if I'm happy about this one. But I did my best. I think the problem is that I spent too much time focusing on it.

Warm fingers trail down your side as you lean, heavily, against Fox. He’s still dressed in his armor, as he just walked through the front door, but he seems to be in a mood, as the moment the door shut he was on you. 

His fingers are gentle as he tugs the knot at the back of your neck. The knot that is keeping your dress on.

“So pretty,” Fox breathes out, his gaze almost molten as he pulls away long enough for your dress to pool at your feet. His touch is almost reverent as he drags his fingers over the delicate lace of the lingerie that you’re wearing. “This is new.” He murmurs.

His fingers brush over your nipples, and you try to arch into his touch, “Wanted to surprise you,” You reply, your voice hushed.

“It worked.” He praises gently before he leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. And then he shifts so that his lip is pressed against your ear, “Bedroom, ad’ika.” Fox’s order is so soft and gentle, that the idea of disobeying him never once crosses your mind.

You wait until his hands are no longer tracing the lace of your bra, before you back away and then turn to head to the bedroom.

Fox doesn’t join you right away, taking his time with removing his armor and setting it neatly near the door, where he can get to it when he needs it. But even then, it takes less than a minute before he’s stepping into the bedroom to join you.

His dark eyes drag down your body, and then he releases a soft laugh and steps closer to you. Fox lightly trails his fingers over your neck and he tilts your head back just enough that he’s able to catch your lips with his own.

Fox trails his tongue along your lips, nips gently, and then soothes the spot with his tongue, before he pulls away and lightly presses his forehead against yours.

He looks at you like you’re the only woman in the galaxy, and you can’t help the slightly flustered blush that raises to your cheeks.

Fox’s smile widens, “Clothes off, ad’ika.” His fingers trail down your throat, across your collar, and linger at the lace of the straps, “Or, perhaps you’d rather I undressed you?”

“Please?” You whisper.

“Please what, ad’ika.” He keeps his voice gentle and light, “I’m not a mind reader.” Though the way his lips are curled makes it clear that he knows exactly what you want from him.

“Undress me.”

“Good girl,” Fox drags his hands to the clasp of your bra, located on the front, and he deftly unclasps it before pushing it off your shoulders and to the ground. 

He spends a long moment focusing on your breasts, caressing the soft skin, lightly pinching your nipples, ducking his head to press lingering kisses against the freshly exposed skin.

Being so, so careful to not leave any marks.

“Fox,” His name falls from your lips in a breathy sigh as he finally wraps his lips around one of your nipples and he flicks it with his tongue.

He pulls away and presses a kiss against your sternum, “Oh, ad’ika, you know better,” Fox’s voice, still gentle, has a hint of scolding in it.

Your hands come up to thread through his curls, “‘m sorry, Commander.” You mumble.

“Already forgiven,” He kisses your sternum one more time as his hands finally slide to your hips and he eases your panties down your legs. 

You’re already wet, causing the thin material to stick to your skin. It would have been embarrassing if Fox’s eyes hadn’t lit up with delight as he noticed it. 

“Already so aroused, ad’ika?” He asks as he kisses up your torso, scrapes his teeth against your throat, and then stops with his lips hovering just over yours. 

“Still,” You correct as you lean in to try and catch his lips, only for him to move back slightly, pulling a small pout to your lips, “Still aroused.”

Fox blinks at you, uncomprehendingly for a moment, before a slightly smug grin slides across his face, “From this morning?”

You nod mutely.

“Did you touch yourself today, cyar’ika?”

You shake your head in the negative.

He kisses you quickly, catching your lower lip between his teeth for a moment, before he pulls back, “Good girl. So good for me, obeying my orders all day.” Fox praises, his words tumbling through your body and making you shiver with arousal.

He considers you for a moment, and then his hands move to your hips.

“You’ve been so good,” Fox murmurs, as he walks backwards and sits in one of the chairs in the room, pulling you with him. And, for a moment, you think that he’s going to let you ride him.

But instead he directs you to straddle one of his thighs and he slowly directs you to grind against him.

You release a keening moan at the sensation of his strong leg beneath you and the feeling of the rough material of his blacks scraping, pleasurably, against your clit.

You rock your hips, chasing that feeling, and Fox leans back in the chair, his gaze darting between your tits, to the spot where you’re grinding against him, to your face.

“There you go, cyare.” He murmurs, “Look at you, you know exactly what I want from you. So clever. So good.” His hands trail across your body, caressing every inch of skin that he’s able to reach, “I want you to cum all over my thigh, cyar’ika. Can you do that?”

You release a quiet moan, so lost in your pleasure that you don’t quite answer him. The coil deep inside you is tightening and you’re so, so close, but you can’t quite push yourself over the edge on your own.

His hand smoothes up your spine, “I know you can, cyare.” Fox murmurs, pulling your attention back to him, “Will you be my good girl and cum for me?”

You whine, “Can’t…Commander-please, I need-” 

“Shh, I know what you need, cyare.” Fox murmurs, “And you’ll get it, I promise.” He leans in and presses light kisses across your face, “but you have to cum first. You can do that, I know you can.”

He shifts and presses his lips against your ear, praise falling from his tongue as you start moving a little faster. 

“There you go, cyare. You’re doing so, so good-” Fox murmurs as he lightly nibbles on your earlobe, “Cum for me, sweetheart.”

And the coil snaps.

Your hips stutter to a stop as your orgasm washes through you, and you feel Fox grip your hips to keep you perched on him as you tremble. 

As you come back to yourself, you see that he’s already removed his shirt. “You did so good, making a mess like you did.” Fox praises, “I want you on the bed now, cyare. On your hands and knees.” He cups your cheek with a gentle hand, “You looked amazing like that, cyare.”

“Thank you,” You mumble as you rub your cheek against his hand.

“Next time, we’ll have to try that with me in my armor.” His smile becomes slightly sly, “Maybe in my office. But that’s for later.” He taps your thigh, “Bed, cyare.”

And you smile at him, “Yes Commander.”

[reputationmunson]

Bad Habit | Eddie Munson x Harrington!Reader

[3.0k]

Summary: your brother’s friend has a bad habit of sneaking into your bedroom

Content: Smut (18+ ONLY), AFAB!reader, r is Steve’s adopted sister and is a year younger than him, making out, grinding, oral/fingering (f receiving), virgin!reader, some pet names, fluff, two dummies in love <3

part two

The first time Eddie climbed through your bedroom window, you thought he was just trying to scare you. You had no idea you’d end that night in Eddie Munson’s lap desperately making out and barely giving in to the need for air.

Now, it’s a part of your nightly routine. It’s pretty simple.

Step 1: Get ready for bed

Step 2: Say goodnight to your naive brother

Step 3: Triple check that your door is locked and let in the cute boy patiently waiting outside your window

Sneaking around with Eddie made you feel alive. He sees you for who you really are.

Everyone else sees you as the quiet, innocent girl that occupies the corner of a room while your eyes wander, observing the people around you. While there’s nothing wrong with those things, Eddie knew you were much more than that and he was the perfect person to help you break out of your shell.

People expect you to be just like your brother. But when you turned out to be the complete opposite, no one paid much attention to you. As much as you loved Steve, being in his shadow made you feel invisible.

You weren’t much of a partier and you weren’t… friendly like Steve was. And by friendly you meant a little slutty. It was hard to get out there and make more friends let alone date anybody.

You were so drawn to Eddie from the moment you met him and ever since that first night he snuck into your room, you felt your walls start to come down and he’s the only person that doesn’t make that scary.

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Three taps on your window alert you that Eddie’s outside. You scurry over to let him in and greet him with a quick peck on the lips. Your arms wrap around his neck and his hands find your waist, pulling you a step closer to him.

“Hey, gorgeous” He says with his signature smirk on his face.

“Hi’ You reply, shyly. Even though Eddie helps you out of your comfort zone, you can’t help but avert eye contact whenever he compliments you.

Every time you do, Eddie puts his hand under your chin and gently tilts your head up. “Don’t hide from me, pretty girl” He loves making you bashful almost as much as he loves kissing you.

Eddie guides you to your bed, never breaking eye contact. He falls backwards and pulls you down with him, making you giggle.

“I missed you” He whispers quietly, like he’s scared you’ll hear him being vulnerable. “I missed you, too.” Usually you would make a joke like “yeah it’s been a whole twenty-four hours. How did you survive?” But you always miss him.

You can’t exactly tell him you wish you could shrink yourself to three inches tall so you can live in his pocket and never be apart, so you cover it up with humor. But right now, there’s nothing funny about the way your heart is beating because of the way he’s looking at you. Like you’re the only girl in the world.

Eddie likes to tease you. He thinks it’s cute that you whine when he doesn’t immediately give you what you want. He knows it's a little mean but it makes him feel wanted and being wanted by you is the best thing he’s ever experienced.

His nose brushes yours and you think he’s going to put his lips on yours, but instead he gives you a soft kiss on your cheek. Then on your forehead. And one on both corners of your mouth.

“Eddiieeee” You whine and he chuckles. “What, baby?” He asks like he has no clue what he’s doing to you. So as expected, you do your signature pouty face and he has to act like it doesn’t affect him as much as it actually does.

You decide you can’t wait anymore. You take his face in your hands and lean in to get what you’ve been waiting for all day.

His hand comes up to grab a hold of your wrist. You worry he's going to remove your hands from his face, but he just keeps his hand on your wrist, rubbing it lovingly with his thumb. His other hand goes to rest on your lower back, sliding under your shirt. The feeling of his big hand on the bare skin of your back sends shivers down your spine.

Eddie’s tongue swipes across your bottom and you open your mouth to grant him access. He brings the hand that’s holding your wrist to where his other hand rests on your lower back. Both hands begin to slide up your back, making your shirt ride up all the way to your shoulder blades.

You let out a small gasp, suddenly feeling exposed. “You okay?” Eddie asks, worried by your reaction to your shirt being halfway off. You hum in response and find his lips again.

For the past month, you and Eddie hadn’t gone further than messily making out and clothed dry humping. It’s not that you don’t want to go further. You want nothing more than to rip his clothes off and then have him do the same to you, but you worry that your lack of experience would turn him off.

It was no secret to Eddie that you were a virgin. Considering he was your first kiss since Bobby Hopkins in the third grade and how nervous you got around him, it wasn’t that hard to piece together. Of course he wants to be your first time, but doesn't want to pressure you. If things never went any further and he had to go home and jerk off after every makeout session, he would happily do so.

After a while, you pull back for air and roll off of Eddie, laying on your side to look at him. He rolls on his side to look at you. “Hi” He speaks up, scooting closer to you. “Hi” You place a kiss on the tip of his nose. His hand comes up to rest on your hip and you cover his hand with your own.

Neither of you speak a word. You just stare into each other's eyes with lovesick smiles on your faces and soak in each other's presence. These nights are your favorite. Everytime you all hang out in a group, you ache to touch him. It’s difficult to keep your hands off one another, but it’s a sacrifice you’re willing to make if it means keeping your brother from killing Eddie.

Eddie’s about to say something but before he can, there’s a knock at your door. “y/n?’’ Steve calls out your name from the other side of your bedroom door. Your eyes widen and both of you freeze. Steve says your name again and you know he isn’t going away until you respond.

“Y-yeah?” You barely get out. Steve tries to open your door and sounds offended when it doesn’t open. “Why the hell is your door locked?” He’s still wiggling the doorknob. “Because I’m allowed to lock it. How can I help you?” Eddie snorts at this and you glare at him.

“Do you have my walkman?” You can’t help but roll your eyes at this question. “No, I don’t have your walkman. I have my own walkman that I got on the same Christmas that you got yours. I’ll help you look in the morning.” You hear Steve huff dramatically and walk away.

“I’m gonna put on some music” You say before rolling off your bed. “Play my favorite?” Eddie requests. You were going to play his favorite anyway.

Once the music starts, you turn around and see Eddie playing air guitar. He’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. You don’t move from where you're standing. You just stay put and watch him act like a total idiot. He’d act like an idiot for the rest of his life if it meant making you smile.

He finishes his air guitar solo and looks over at you and tilts his head. “C'mere,” He says, motioning for you to sit next to him.

Once you get to the bed, you crawl towards him and straddle his lap. Feeling hot and bothered, you place your hands on his shoulders and start to grind down on him. Eddie lets out a sigh and throws his head back to rest on your headboard.

Feeling bold, you take his chin in your hand and move his head so he’s looking at you. He puts his hands on your hips and encourages you to move faster.

You can feel him getting hard and you let out a small moan. Eddie puts a hand on the back of your head and pushes you closer to him, capturing you in a breathtaking kiss.

You’re moaning into each other's mouths and it feels so good, but you need more. You pull away from him and take a second to catch your breath, thinking of how you want to word what you’re about to say.

Eddie can tell you want to tell him something. “What is it, baby?” He brings a hand to your face and rubs his thumb back and forth on your cheek. Your heart swells at how well he knows you.

“I was wondering if we could take things a bit further tonight.” You respond and his smile widens. “Hell yeah we can. You sure?” You can’t nod fast enough.

“Lay on your back for me. Don’t be scared to tell me if you want me to stop, kay?”

“Okay” You smile and roll onto your back.

Eddie hovers over you and leans down to give you a quick peck on the lips. Then he starts to kiss down your jaw and to your neck. He starts with light kisses and when he hits the sensitive spot on your neck, he kisses harder. He starts to suck on your sensitive spot, making you moan.

Usually, you both steer clear hickeys to avoid questionings from any of your friends and your brother, especially. But right now, you’re so turned on you can’t find it in yourself to care. You wrap your arms around his back and push his full weight onto you. He licks and kisses at the fresh mark.

“Fuck, that feels nice” You moan out. “Want me to do something even better?” He pulls back and smirks at you. “Please.”

He goes to tug at the hem of your shirt and looks at you for approval. Once you give it to him, he removes your shirt and is pleased to see that you aren’t wearing a bra. He looks up at you and raises his eyebrows. “What? No sane woman wears a bra to bed.” He laughs and shakes his head. “Trust me, I am not complaining.”

He goes back to kissing your neck. His kisses start moving down to your chest and he plants one on each of your breasts before taking one of your nipples in his mouth.

It feels…different, but in the best way possible. “Eddie, that feels so good” You’re trying to keep quiet but you’re feeling things you’ve never felt before.

“Say my name again”

“Do something that will make me say your name again”

You can tell he’s surprised at that.

“Challenge accepted”

He kisses down your stomach and puts his fingers in the waistband of your shorts. At a torturously slow place, he pulls your shorts down and throws them on the floor. “No panties either? Is it my birthday, sweetheart?” You laugh and roll your eyes. “Get back to it, Munson” You say in the most unserious tone ever. “Jeez, okay. Someone’s bossy”

“Eddie?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you, uh, take your shirt off too? This feels unfair”

Eddie doesn’t hesitate to take off his shirt.

“Maybe your pants too?”

“Anything for you” And he means it.

He stands up to take off his pants. Once they’re off you can see how hard he is and your jaw drops. Your clit throbs at the sight and you involuntarily whine.

Eddie sits on his knees, placing himself in between your legs. “I’m gonna touch you now, okay?” “Eddie, please. Need you” you mewl.

He runs a finger through your folds and groans at how wet you are. “All this for me, baby?”

You nod “Just for you. Always”

“Tell me, pretty girl. Do you ever touch yourself and think of me?” He starts to slowly rub your clit. Your eyes roll back and you slap your hand over your mouth to muffle your moans. “Tell me or I’ll stop” You remove your hand from your mouth and try to keep quiet. “Yes. Every night after you leave”

He starts rubbing your clit a little faster and you start to lose composure. “What do you think about?”

“I think about you touching me. Just like this. Or going down on me. I think about your cock inside me. Fucking me until I can’t take it anymore” You admit. “Hmm. I think we could start to make some of those fantasies realities”

He removes his fingers from your clit and you feel like you’re gonna pass away if he doesn’t make you cum any time soon. “Eddie, please don’t stop. pleasepleaseplease. Touch me again” You feel desperate for begging, but lucky for you, Eddie is even more turned on than before.

He doesn’t say anything. He just lays down between your legs, admiring how wet you are. You’re about to beg some more but then he starts to run his tongue up and down your folds. “Oh my god”

He begins to suck your clit and it feels so fucking good you can’t believe it. Sure, you’ve heard your friends talk about it, but you never would’ve imagined it feeling this good.

Your eyes start to tear up and you look down at Eddie, letting out a moan when you see how much he’s enjoying it.

Your fingers thread through his hair and pull it a little, making him moan into your pussy. You swear you feel the vibrations throughout your entire body. You don’t think it can get any better until Eddie slowly inserts a finger into you. You would have expected it to feel uncomfortable, but there's nothing unpleasant about it. “More, Eds” You plead.

He thinks about teasing you for a second, but he knows how badly you want it. He obliges and inserts another finger, reaching that spot you can never reach on your own.

You can feel the tension building in your stomach and Eddie starts going faster. His fingers are pumping in and out of you and you can hear how wet you are. He’s eating you out like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. Eddie can’t help rutting up against the mattress. The way your pussy feels and the noises you make are driving him fucking mad. Both of you swear you’ve died and gone to heaven.

It hits you like a fucking bus. Your back is arching off the bed and you have to cover your face with your pillow because it’s impossible to keep quiet. You’ve never been more thankful that you don’t share a wall with Steve.

Eddie works you through your orgasm and slowly takes his fingers out of you when you're finished. You look lifeless and he can’t help but chuckle at how blissed out you look. He slowly crawls next to you and lays down,

“You alright?” He whispers.

“Well, I feel like I left my body for a second so I would say I’m more than alright.”

“Good. So you had fun?” Eddie sounds insecure. You turn to look at him before you respond.

“Eddie, were you not there? I was losing my mind. I had no idea it could be that good” You give him a well-deserved ego boost and he flashes his million dollar smile. “Okay, your turn.” You say, eagerly. “Don’t worry, babe. I came in my boxer like a goddamn teenager.” His cheeks turn red and you give him a kiss on the cheek. “Next time?” you ask. “Definitely”

You lay your head on his chest and he wraps an arm around you. “Thank you” You say, snuggling as close as possible. “For what?” He starts to rub your back. “Everything. My life’s better with you in it’’ Eddie’s heart nearly bursts. He can’t believe he’s improved your life even a little bit.

“Anything for my girl” He kisses the top of your head. Your lift your head up and look at him with the biggest smile on your face “Your girl?” Eddie tries to play it cool “Yeah, if that’s something you’d be interested in.” You can’t think of anything else you’d rather be. “Only if you agree to be my boyfriend.” “Hm.. can I think about it?” You playfully smack his chest. He grabs your hand and kissed it, looking into your eyes.

“How about you agree to be my girlfriend and I’ll agree to be your boyfriend and everyone’s happy”

“Deal, boyfriend” You can’t resist the urge to kiss him any longer. He hums in appreciation and the kiss goes on longer than intended.

“I should probably get going” He sighs. “Nooooo” you protest, holding on to him tighter. “I know, but I gotta unless you want to risk your overprotective brother finding out I’m here” You know he’s right and you move allowing him to get up. He hands you the clothes thrown on the floor and you both get dressed.

“Maybe I can stay with you tomorrow night? I can tell Steve I’m staying with a friend.” You move to stand in front of Eddie. “Yeah, I’d like that.” He smiles and pulls you in for a hug.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” You nod and he gives you one last kiss.

You watch him climb out of your window and after you shut it, you stare out your window to watch him run out of your yard. He turns around to give you a wave and being the wonderful girlfriend that you are, you decide to flash him. Without hesitation, Eddie lifts his shirt up and flashes you back, causing you to laugh a little too loud.

There’s no doubt in your mind that this is the man you’re going to spend your life with.

[darnell-la]

smut suggestion for rafe,

maybe like:

readers first time

being jjs sister and you guys have to be quiet bc he’s next door

something dark like with jealousy

“I deserve you” - Rafe Cameron

word count: 2.3k

pairing: jealous!Rafe Cameron x reader

warning: jealousy, sneaky around y/n’s house at night, hair pulling, choking, rough sex, risky sex, orgasms, begging, etc.

note: we added all of the requesters suggestions in this one story. we hope it’s enough!

WE DO NOT GIVE CONSENT TO COPY OUR STORIES!

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3rd person pov

Everyone in Figure eight knows about y/n. Not just because she’s JJ’s sister, but because she’s pretty hot for a Pogue. Everyone knows that, and now she’s called “one of them,” when she doesn’t ask to be. 

She knows how they treat her brother and is not down with it. The Kooks constantly tell her how she’d be welcomed with open arms while the men tell her as long as she greets them with open legs. 

“Look, we’re just throwing a small party after the biggest win a Pogue could have ever made,” JJ said as y/n got food from their refrigerator. “They never cared about you before, so why would they now?” Y/n made a good point. 

“It’s not about making them like us, y/n. It’s way more. I just bought this big house with Kie and the rest, you love here, we’re rich and a lot more. It’s about time we rub it in their face,” JJ said as he sent out tweets about the party he’s hosting tonight. 

“Ugh, whatever,” y/n sighed as she stormed out of the kitchen. “I’ll make it up to you!” He said, making her laugh, because she knew he will. “You better,” she replied before making her way upstairs. 

It’s now late at night and everyone is here. No adults but their kids. Everyone’s drinking, smoking, or doing some drugs while y/n’s sneaking past people to get snacks before she stays upstairs for the rest of the night. 

“Look who decided to show up! Little miss perfect,” some drunk girl spat as y/n passed her to get to her cabinet. “What’s wrong? You don’t want to party? Are we too good for you?” She said as he friends laughed. 

“You’re definitely not,” y/n said before grabbing her chips and a couple water bottles. “Aye, ladies. I think it’s time to leave it,” a familiar voice said. As y/n looked back, she could see how everyone around her was just as shocked as she was. 

“And you’re here because?” Y/n asked, seeing, Rafe with that dumb look on his face. We all know he wouldn’t want to be here, so why did he bring himself? 

“Just here to congratulate y’all,” Rafe said, knowing he’s not. He would never. “You could have done that when they noticed us a couple months ago. You know, when you were pissed and whiny next to your stepmom,” Y/n clapped at him. 

“Wasn’t the right time,” Rafe said, standing up for himself. “Aren’t you supposed to be doing time? You know, for murder?” Y/n asked, making people gasp. 

Rafe knew what he was getting himself into when he stepped through these doors to provoke everyone. 

“Look, that’s in my past, and I bet if you gave me a chance, you’d see how much I’ve changed,” he genuinely meant, but everyone knows that his temper is still there. 

“Whatever you said, Cameron. Your sisters with John B if that’s who you’re here for,” y/n said as she walked passed him, bumping into his arm on purpose because she can’t find the respect for him. 

When y/n first met Rafe, she had thought he was sweet and too attractive to be real, but now that years passed, she can’t see this sweetness in him anymore. Maybe the attractiveness, but anyone can say that. 

After y/n made it to her room, she got set up. She placed her door on her bed and then got undressed until she was in her underwear and bra. She turned on some movie before she hopped in her bed and snacked on her chips. 

The whole night was semi-quiet for y/n. She wanted a few movies before putting everything to the side and lying down. It had gotten very late for her, and she plans on going to the mall with the girls tomorrow. 

The whole night for Rafe was boring. Usually, he likes it when girls approach him, but he doesn’t come here for them. He came here to talk to y/n and apologize for his passed. 

He knows it’s crazy, knowing he and her never had anything since he was after JJ and the others. Y/n was barely home since her school provided a place to stay since she and JJ’s father were always gone. 

Rafe talked to a few guys the whole night as he avoided JJ and the others. As the party got smaller, JJ took this chance to go upstairs and hide in one of the bathrooms in the house. 

Since almost every room here had a bathroom, he figured no one would think about using the bathroom in the hallway, so he stayed in their quiet and bored for a good two hours. 

After time passed, he heard no one in the hallways but JJ’s music coming from his room. Rafe slowly opened the bathroom door and closed it before searching for y/n’s room. 

Finding where y/n slept wasn't hard since the girl had a certain style and her room door was covered. Rafe chuckled at how cute this girl was before slowly opening her door. 

The room was slightly dark, so he couldn’t see y/n at first, but the second he closed her room door and locked it, he turned her dim lamp on, next to her room door on her work desk. 

There she was, laid on her bed and sound asleep like he wanted her. He can’t freak her out just yet. 

Rafe took his time walking to her bed, thinking he had this all under control until her phone notification went off. 

Y/n groaned as she turned in her bed. She annoyingly grabbed her phone and put it on silent. Rafe thought he was safe, and took a slow step towards her after she laid back down, but she heard him. 

Y/n’a head shot up and turned towards Rafe, seeing his figure only a few feet in front of her. “Hey,” he looked at her awkwardly, knowing he shouldn’t be in here. 

“Rafe, what the fuck are-“ She got too loud so he jumped at her, pushing her down on her mattress as he covered her mouth at the same time. “Ssh ssh ssh!” He spat, hoping she didn’t wake anyone. 

“Hey, hey! If you stay quiet, I’ll let you go, okay? I just want to talk,” he said as she tried speaking through his big ringed hand. “Y/n, just please. Please let me talk,” he said, sounding desperate, and she could hear it in his voice. 

She sighed and shut up with an eye roll. She has no choice. “Thank you,” he said. He hesitantly pulled his hand away from her mouth, letting her speak. 

“Be fast,” she said. “It’s nothing too much, but I just wanted to apologize. You know, for everything. I don’t want to get into it because it’s late and I had to sneak around and- I just need a break, you know? I just wanna break,” he said as he got comfortable on her bed. 

“A break from what?” She asked, slowly leaning up. “From everyone hating me. I’m not saying I don’t deserve it, but I want to change. I did change but then things happened and I just- I just can’t go and it fucked me,” he explained himself. 

“Yeah, you did,” y/n responded to his confession, not really hearing him out at first, but she noticed her response what a bit shitty after she noticed his body language change. 

“Hey, Rafe, look. Your dad fucked you and you followed him. That’s what sons do, you know? But you have to admit, you hate Pogues all around. With or without your father. And you’re cocky and get what you want,” she spoke. 

“I know you’re different than you act, but you also don’t try hard enough,” Y/n said. “But I do! Like for example, me and you. I tried making you happy but you left. You ignored me and went to these other rich pricks,” Rafe grew angry already. 

“I didn’t leave you like you didn’t deserve it. You like, you hate Pogues, and I’m a Pogue. You also flirt with any given bitch, and I’m not down for that,” y/n defended herself. 

“You’re different,” was his only argument. “No, I’m not. I was just nice to you, and that’s why you liked me. Clearly looks weren’t enough because you kept going back to Vanessa,” y/n reminded herself. 

“I didn’t want her, and you know that. You even flirted with my best friend,” Rafe argued back. “Correction. He flirted with me. I was just being nice,” Y/n told the truth as Rafe scoffed. 

“Yeah, fuckin right. You drank with him and fucking giggled like the whore of the night. You never do that shit with me! You do it with every other dude, but me!” Rafe got up from her bed and he grabbed his face. 

“Well, maybe it’s because they don’t call me a whore and get pissed off at the smallest shit without asking me about the situation!” Y/n yelled and whispered at him. 

“I get pissed off because you’re easy for them, but never me. Why not me! What have I done for you to act like such a fuckin- A fuckin-“ Rafe stuttered, trying to keep himself in. 

“Like what Rafe, huh? Like fucking what!? Like a whore? Like a bitch? Like a slut? Say it!” Y/n got up from her bed and got in his face. “I did that shit because of you! They at least deserve me,” second after her last words, Rafe grabbed her by her neck and pulled her into him. 

“So I don’t? I don’t fuckin’ deserve you because what? I care for you? I’m obsessed and would do anything for you?” Rafe spat at her as she fought against his grip. 

“No, no, tell me, y/n. Tell me I don’t deserve you, and see what fuckin’ happens,” Rafe threatened. “You don’t-“Before she could even say the word, he turned around and forced her to her knees on her bed. 

Y/n went to get off, but he grabbed her hair and kept her in a certain position, forcing her to stay right in front of him, back facing his stomach. 

“You’re very ungrateful. I push dudes away from you at parties, I threaten people for you, I yell at other bitches and all you have for me is that I don’t deserve you!? You’re a fuckin’ stuck bitch,” Rafe couldn’t hold himself anymore. 

The muscular man undid his belt before pushing his shorts and boxers down enough to expose his length. “Rafe, get out of my house!” Y/n yelled whispered, not wanting to wake everyone up. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Rafe said under his breath as he rapped y/n’s panties clean off. “Hey, what the- Rafe, stop it!” Y/n began to move around to wiggle away from him but Rafe had other plans. 

The strong man forced his cock into her slightly wet cunt, making her take every inch at the first thrust. 

“Yeah, I know,” Rafe pulled y/n back by her hair, whispering in her ear. “It feels good, doesn’t it? This is the Kook dick you’ve been lookin’ for, huh?” He licked her ear as she struggled taking his immediate thrusts. 

“F-Fuck,” y/n whined. Rafe grabbed y/n’s waist with his free hand to pull her weak body back into him, making her take him rather she liked it or not. He can tell she liked it. Everything about her moans says she does. 

“Gonna keep fuckin’ other Kook’s now? Or is my cock enough? Tell me my fuckin’ cock’s enough for your slut cunt,” Rafe growled in her ear, slightly scaring her, but the way he fucks her is only putting her in the mood. 

“Say it, now,” Rafe said in a warning voice. “Y-You’re enough!” Y/n moaned loudly. Rafe quickly took his hand that was placed on her hip and used it to cover her mouth. 

“Hey, hey, hey, princess! Keep it down,” Rafe said with a chuckle as he thrust harder into her to test how far he could keep this going. “Don’t want your brother waking up and seeing this scene, right?” He asked, now completely scaring her. 

“Look at that. The whore’s quiet now,” he taunted, before he pushed her face down into her bed, forcing her ass to angle upwards as her back arched. 

“Let’s see how long that shit will last,” Rafe said before he began slamming into her soaked pussy. The sound of their skin clapping filled the room, as well as she cried for him to stop or at least slow down. 

“I bet you didn’t tell the others to stop fuckin’ you. Am I right? You just let them fuck you, but did they cum in you?” Rafe asked. “Did they cum in you!?” He asked more seriously. 

“No! I swear!” Y/n cried as the knot in her stomach burst. “I know, baby. I asked then myself,” Rafe used one hand to snake under her body and rub her sensitive clit as he pulled her hair, still keeping her arched. 

“P-Please, Rafe. I-I can’t take it,” y/n begged as Rafe’s cock twitched. “You’re gonna take it,” Rafe groans began to fill the room as his orgasm hit him like a headache. 

“Fuuuuck!” Rafe groaned like a wild animal as he fucked his cum deep into y/n’s cunt until she was filled to his liking. “That’s it, baby. Take it all,” Rafe whispered in her ear as she moved her hips so her clit rubbed on his fingers faster. 

“God,” she squealed as her second orgasm washed over her. “Yeah! Yeah!” Rafe praised as he helped her as she shook and couldn’t fuck against him anymore. “That’s my girl,” Rafe kissed all over her neck as his cum began to leave out of her hole with his cock still deep in her. 

[blazewrites-smut]

I've gotten a LOT of Mirage x Reader requests, so here I am feeding the lot of ya. Hope you enjoy! I got a couple ideas this one was by far my favorite. I already planned on doing an oral scene but a suggestion to do it helped motivate me.

I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope to write more Mirage and other Transformers Characters I'm the future.

Enjoy~

WARNING : ⚠️ 🔞 NSFW themes, oral sex, and masturbation included in this short fic. Please do not read if you are under the age or 18. This is a NSFW blog so if you are under the age, please move on!

ROTB Mirage X Gender Neutral Reader

It's night, that's all you know. You've lost track of the time. The amount of time you've spent on your back with your legs suspended over a pair of shoulders for… you can't even remember. All you can feel is a mouth and glossa teasing your sex. It's like his glossa is dancing around, leaving your back tingling and your legs shaking as he starts to bring you towards yet another orgasm.

You are making the lewdest of sounds as you buck against his face. His glossa slowing down as he helps you ride through your orgasm until he feels you go limp, is only when he pulls away to smirk down at you. A shit eating grin that makes you glare at him through your half lidded lashes.

"What number was that?" Mirage asks as he pulls away briefly to lick his lips, his blue eyes casting a glow over your body in the darkness of your garage.

"I-I can't remember." You admit, breathing heavily as you try to catch your breath. You hear a tsk and his glossa clicking in disappointment.

"Now, Mami/Papi, I told you to count for me. It seems I may have to start all over, again. I don't mind doing that, but from your bodies reaction. You're getting tired. Now, let me ask again, baby. What number?" He asks. You rack your brain for a number, your brain is so hazy with lust and the feeling of floating on cloud nine makes it even harder.

"N-nine?" You ask.

There's silence before you feel his mouth on you again making you sob in pleasure as he picks up where he left off. Sucking at you rather loudly, pulling your hips up off the table and closer to his mouth, your hips were practically pressing against his nose!

"Not quite, baby. The number you were looking for was thirteen. Seems you need another to help jog your memory. Don't worry, I'll keep you awake. We still have a few more hours until your roommate gets back. For now, enjoy the ride, baby."

You groan before squealing as his glossa is quickly working at you again. You can hear his lips smacking and sucking around you, it's loud and lewd. You love it. Though your body was starting to scream at you that it was starting to get to be too much. Mirage has you so focused on his glossa that you don't hear the sound of his paneling covering his spike opening with a soft 'click'. A soft glow and his arm not holding you is moving jerking motions.

You take a peek to see his servo wrapped around his erect spike. It's bright blue and red bio light lighting up his torso and thighs as he strokes himself while he's enjoying getting a taste of you. It's hot to see him getting lost on the pleasure he is feeling and giving you.

Mirage is a giver, he loves seeing you get worked up and begging for him. Due to the size difference, it's rather difficult to take him. So, you have found other ways around penetration. Though after the incident involving you almost popping yoru jaw out of place trying to give him oral, he's not let you do anything to his spike besides giving him a handjob or using your thighs.

"I can feel you getting closer, Ven a mí, nena~" He purrs against your sex making you arch your back and open your mouth in a silent scream as you cum again. This one hits you so hard that your vision goes white as Mirage helps keep you still against his mouth so you can ride it out.

When you come back to, Mirage has you laying on the blanket he laid out earlier. You are laying on your back and him laying on his side with his servo on your middle. You glance at his crotch to see his spike has already been tucked away, but his thighs are covered in his release.

"Have fun, mi amor?" He asks with a cheeky smirk. Your response is smacking at his chest rather weakly.

"Fuck you."

"We just did."

"I hate you."

"Love you too, mi amor."

[teddyeyeseddie]

The Cherrywood Motel

rockstar!eddie x reader

warnings: drug use, general rockstar lifestyle

(a/n- rockstar eddie? housekeeper reader? sign me up! thank you @lofaewrites for looking this over for me, my beta forever ✨ I have two more parts for this, it may be longer we shall see!)

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The smell of bleach invades your nostrils as you push through the laundry room of The Cherrywood Motel. Your uniform skims across your thighs, the baby blue ribbon cinching your waist flowing easily behind you. You run into a few co-workers, older ladies that have worked for the family for years. Each woman bids you a soft good morning as you collect the linens you would be needing for the day. 

You load up your cart and push out into the cold crisp fall. It’s nearing 10 o’clock, checkout time coming in a hurry as you watch the parking lot before you fill with guests packing their cars to leave. 

You push to your first room when the clock hits 10:15. You’d given the occupants more than enough time to leave, so you’re not really worried about bothering a guest. 

You knock several times on the door, no answer coming from the other side. You knock once more, just to be sure. Silence. You take out your key and begin opening the door when suddenly it swings open. 

On the opposite side of the door stands a tall, lean, beautiful man. He has inky black tattoos creeping up his arms, the dark contrast on the skin drawing your eyes to anywhere and everywhere on the man’s body. 

“It’s’ 10 o’clock, what do you want, sweets?” The man groans as he holds back the long brown hairs that have slipped from the bun resting atop his head. 

“S’ actually time to check out?” you say as if its a question, the man's eyes widen comically as he rushes back inside. He closes the door in your face but returns moments later with a shirt on and clunky Dr. Martens on his feet. 

“Came in so fucked last night I must’ve only paid for one night,” he mumbles to himself as he makes his way back to the main office to settle his predicament. 

You’re left in a daze, the beautiful man leaving a lingering tingle in your heart. He was just so pretty. 

You were used to pretty men but not pretty like this man. You lived in a small town outside of Nashville, too many wannabe cowboys and country stars for your taste. You’d managed to meet a few nice men in your small town, but nothing that ever stuck. But he, he stuck with you. You remember his big brown eyes, smudged with eyeliner, his tattooed abdomen, his impossibly long fingers and even the way he smelled. It left you speechless outside of your next room, eyes scanning the expanse between his room and the office. 

Just as you’re about to peek into the motel room, you see him walk out of the office. He flashes you a smile and holds something up in his hands. You squint and see it's a pair of keys, you squint a little harder and notice the unfamiliar yellow keychain adorning the set. You send him back a smile and continue with your work, making the beds in the muggy room, scrubbing toilets and leaving complimentary soaps on each pillow.

It wasn’t glamorous work, you weren’t exactly busting at the seams when someone asked you what you did for a living. But, it paid your bills and paid them well. 

You mindlessly hum to the radio as you finish up mopping the bathroom in your final room of the day. You carefully fold up the extra towels once you're finished mopping. You wipe your hands off on the skirt of your uniform before rolling up the cord to your vacuum. You place everything back on your cart, rolling it down past the man’s old  room which now lay empty. 

You park your cart and make your way to the breakroom, pushing inside and plopping down across from your co-worker, Christa. 

“Can you believe Eddie Munson is here?” You cock your head to the side, confusion evident on your face as you look at your friend. You get up from your place at the table, walking to the vending machine and admiring your choices as Christa drones on. 

“You know Eddie Munson, Corroded Coffin Eddie Munson? Dropped out of highschool to form the most metal band of the century? Does that ring any bells?” She questions as she watches you fish dimes out of the pocket of your skirt. 

“I listen to Bowie and Kate Bush, I dont think I’m the one to be asking about metal,” you respond, pushing the coins into the machine and mindlessly punching in the number you always do. A-3. 

“He’s got like, gorgeous long brown hair? Loads of tattoos?” she continues to pry, she knows you’re familiar when your cheeks burn red. 

“AHA! You do know who I’m talking about!” she yells, rushing you to sit back down so she can hear all about it. 

You throw your treat on the table before you and take your seat back across from Christa. 

“I uh- woke him up this morning,” you state, a little shy to be talking about a customer so freely. 

“He answered the door all confused. He wanted to know why I was waking him up at 10 and I told him it was time to check out. So he freaks and rushes to the office after getting dressed. Nothing really special,” you shrug your shoulders as you play with the wrapper of the Hostess cupcake in front of you. 

Christa shrieks at your words, fanning herself as she imagines herself in your shoes. 

“So he was shirtless?” she questions. You offer her a small nod. She squeals even louder, an older lady who works in the laundry rooming shushing you two as she microwaves her dinner. 

“I saw him again, after that,” you state matter of factly. 

“He had a new key, had a yellow keychain?” you open the dessert in your hand and take a bite. 

“Yellow?” Christa Questions. You nod as you chew, Christmas mouth dropping as you confirm her question.

“That's the long term room,”

You leave the break room that evening with your mind whirling, surely he only wanted the room for the additional features. There was no way Eddie Munson would stay at The Cherrywood for that long. 

You’re walking to your car that is parked behind the office, shuffling with your keys. You spot a small ember to your right, you turn your head towards the source of the light and see Eddie Munson staring at you, his face lit by the Camel he is smoking. He gives you a small salute as you slip into your car, you only offer him a shy smile in return.

You drive home that night with the smell of cigarettes lingering on your clothes, your mind swooning at the imagine of his stubbly face lit by a cig. You toss and turn that night in your small apartment, the image of those brown eyes bore into your mind every time you tried to close your eyes.

The next morning you sneak into the main office where the small continental breakfast is offered. You sneak past your boss to the coffee station, pouring yourself a heaping cup before turning to walk to the sugar station. As you’re turning around, you collide with a firm body, expletives fly as does the coffee in your hand, sending it straight down your uniform, warm liquid causing your thin uniform skirt to cling to your stomach and thighs.   

“Shit- m sorry sweets,” the man you now know at Eddie kindly offers, “Wasn’t even payin attention,” You look up at him, frowning when you see his beautiful brown eyes are hidden by dark round frames. 

“Probably cause of these,” You mumble as you reach your hand up to take the glasses off his face. You’re met with those brown eyes that filled your dreams the night prior. There’s still eyeliner smudged under his eyes, the dark presence bringing out the golden flecks in his eyes. You frown when you really begin to study his face, his nose is dry and cracked, the skin around the nostril irritated and puffy. His eyes are rimmed red, like a permanent kiss of tears. His hair disheveled and heaping on top of his head. 

Eddie’s heart pangs when he sees you recoil at the sight of him, he averts his eyes and reaches for his glasses. You snatch your hand away, looking up at him. 

“S’ just you're too pretty for that, Eddie,” You fold the glasses up in your hand before gently placing them in the palm of Eddie’s, you turn on your heels and rush to your first clean of the day, successfully locking yourself in the room before Eddie can find you. 

Eddie curses to himself when he watches you walk, no run away. You leave him there bewildered, not quite sure what to do. He wanted to run and explain that he’s trying, trying to be better. He wants to tell you it was just one line but everyone who knows him knows that’s bullshit. One line is never one line with Eddie Munson. 

It’s one line, two lines, a random fuck, three lines, four lines, a broken chair, five lines a broken tv, 6 lines and somehow he wakes up naked in his guest bedroom. It's a shot for shot, line for line, cut throat kind of party when Eddie Munson is around. 

But now, standing here, he has this itch inside him, one he has never even entertained scratching in his years to fame. This want to actually do better and this need to prove to you that this isn't the Eddie Munson the world cracks him out to be. 

His second day there, he finds your cart and places an old Metallica t-shirt on your cart with a little note, “Sorry I dumped your coffee all over you :( xx” 

You giggle at the sloppy handwriting, you smile when you see him across the courtyard of the small motel. He sends you a wink which causes you to blush furiously. He lets out a small chuckle at your obvious flustered demeanor. He tries to wave you over but you’re quick to scurry in another direction, off to another clean. 

His third day there he stops at your cart when you’re leaving your last clean of the day.

“Hey uh- I need?” He trails off as he looks around your cart, eyes lighting up when he sees the extra complimentary soaps on your cart, “SOAP! I need more soap,”

You look at him quizzically, head cocking to the side as he lets out a nervous laugh. You simply reach for the soap and hand him some, smiling slightly when your hands touch. 

“Names Eddie,” he says softly.

“I know,” You respond, eyes never meeting his as you walk away towards the breakroom. 

His fourth day there he is bound to know your name, he even stops Christa to try and wiggle it out of her.

“She- she's really pretty?” Christa’s eyebrows raise, knowing exactly who he is talking about. 

“She always wears little white keds, with the ruffle socks?” Christa nods, crossing her arms over her chest as she weighs the benefits of revealing any information to Eddie. 

“I just wanna know her name..” he mumbles, pleading eyes looking down at her. 

“Think she’s gonna have to tell you that one,” Christa pats his thigh before heading to her car, she bids Eddie a soft goodnight and drives away, leaving him alone and wondering all about who you are. 

His fifth day there, you’re standing in the middle of the office, suitcases all around you. You’re flustered and upset talking to your boss. 

He’s watching from the outside, sitting by his door smoking a cigarette. Your boss rounds the counter, grabbing some of the bags before leading you to the room next to Eddie’s, the other long-term stay. 

You pass by him without a word, your boss simply offering him a nod of his head as he passes him. Your boss lets you into the room, giving you a quick hug assuring you everything would be okay. 

Your eyes meet Eddie’s as you go to shut the door, he offers you a small smile that you softly return but shut the door quickly so as to not start any conversation. You were over the night and you dont think your poor brain could handle another dose of being rewired by Eddie Munson. 

Your apartment had flooded, ruining much of the furniture you owned but sparing your more beloved pieces. Your boss agreed to let you stay in the other long-term as long as you were willing to help extra in the laundry room in the mornings. You agreed, thankful you had such a wonderful work family around you. 

You unpack your bags slowly, the night wearing on you. You check the clock and see that it is nearing 1am. Your boss has given you the day off tomorrow so you were excited to get to sleep in. As you lay your head on the pillow you hear a soft voice bleeding through the wall behind your head. 

“Her eyes and words are so icy

Oh but she burns, like rum on the fire

Hot and fast and angry as she can be

I walk my days on a wire” 

You hear the same words over and over, different inflections and notes flooding through the walls. If it was anyone else, it’d drive you crazy. But knowing it’s Eddie, it makes your heart skip a beat. You feel like he’s there, singing just for you, putting on a show for you that no one else can see or hear. 

You fall asleep like that, the perfected verse softly bleeding into the room, the twang of guitar accompanying the words comforting you. 

You wake the next morning with a crick in your neck, you slowly roll out of bed heading towards the shower in hopes the heat will soothe your aching muscles. You hop in as soon as it is warm enough, letting the water aid the painkillers you had just taken. Once you’re through with your shower, you slowly climb out and wrap a towel around your exposed body, heading back to the main room to get dressed for the day. 

You settle for a soft skirt and Eddie’s Metallica shirt, you shove on your Keds and make your way out the door, shrieking immediately when you open the door to find Eddie Munson standing there. 

“Shit! M’ sorry sweets.. Was just gonna knock and see if you wanted anything from town,” he soothes, hands coming to rest on your tense shoulders. Once you finally calm down a bit, you’re able to respond. 

“Was just going to town myself,” you reply, smoothing out your skirt and looking down at the ground. 

“I could take you?” he questions, eyes hopeful as they cast onto you. You switch your weight from foot to foot, contemplating the idea of being so close to Eddie for so long. You look back at his eyes, his usual unsure eyes filled with hope. 

“O-okay but I’ll drive,” you respond, looking up at him, cheeks burning at the smirk that plays on his face. 

“Sure thing sweets,” he rasps, turning to lock his door. He’s wearing baggy blue jeans, reebok sneakers and a shirt that barely rides up his tummy. His hair is pulled up on top of his head, bangs framing his face. 

He follows you to your car, a baby blue ford fiesta. You loved your car, it was relatively new and oh so cute. Eddie smiles upon seeing it, whistling as he approaches the door.  

“Mmm cute car for a cute girl,” he says with a grin, ducking into your car. He buckles his seatbelt, sniffling as he does so. Your heart breaks for a moment, knowing just what was going on. 

You stay silent during the car ride, the odd sniffle breaking the silence here and there. You arrive at your local grocery store, turning your car off once you park. Eddie pushes his sunglasses up his nose, adjusting his bangs before exiting the car. 

You round the car, making your way inside, Eddie right next to you the whole time. You browse the aisles looking for the things you need, stopping and picking up a treat here and there. You’re at checkout when you spot the Hostess cupcakes, your hand reaching out for a chocolate one but a hand is quicker than yours. Your hand meets the top of Eddies but you quickly pull it away when you feel the cold of his hands. 

“Sorry-” you mumble as you place your items on the belt before you. 

“S’ okay. Here,” he hands you a pack of cupcakes, smiling at you before grabbing another pack for himself. 

You both buy your respective items, Eddie taking your paper bag, carrying one in both arms. He puts them in the back of your car, settling in next to you in the passenger seat. 

“Listen- I know I’m kind of intimidating and I’m sure you’ve looked into who I am, but that's not really me…” he tries to offer. You stay silent before taking a deep breath in. 

“E-eddie, I know people crack you up to be crazy and you haven’t shown me that. But..” 

Eddie winces, preparing for what words come out of your mouth next. 

“I- I can see it. In your eyes, some semblance of truth,” you stare up at him for a while, his hands coming to take off his sunglasses to reveal those beautiful red-rimmed eyes. 

“S’ part of the lifestyle sweets,” he rasps, smirking but letting it fall when he sees how unamused you are. 

“Doesn’t have to be..”

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

A First Time for Everything (18+ Short Fic)

Pairings: Poly Pro!KirishimaBakugouMina x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: You and your girlfriend Mina have been dating for three amazing years. You couldn’t ask for a better partner–someone who is supportive, loving, and willing to explore new things with you…including in the bedroom. So, after a UA High 5-year reunion when you run into THE Katsuki Bakugou and Eijrou Kirishima, two of the top pros in the game and your old crushes, you don’t expect those past butterflies to come rushing back. And when you find out Mina, Kiri, and Bakugou feel the same, you decide to embark on the journey of experiencing your first-ever foursome and possible polyamorous romance.

Warnings: Smutty Smut, 18+ (MINORS GO AWAY), Unprotected PIV Sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), Adult!KiriBakuMina (both are in their late 20s), Alcohol Consumption, Consensual, FOURSOOOME, Poly Romance, Daddy Kink, Deepthroating/Facefucking, Cunnilingus, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Clit Stimulation, Choking, Multiple Positions, Praise Kink, Light Degradation, Couch Sex, Creampies, Facials, Aftercare 

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: BEWARE: LONG SMUT. GO TOUCH GRASS, SLUTS. Love y'all. -Jazz

CHAPTERS: ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR.

AO3 Link HERE!

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CHAPTER FOUR

After some much-needed encouragement and a drink of water, Mina walks you back downstairs to meet with Kiri and Bakugou. 

It’s more like the walk of shame as you travel downstairs, becoming hyperaware of how quiet it is now. Once you’re in the living room, you find that the movie is paused. Kiri and Bakugou sit on the couch you once occupied, their eyes are trained on you as you stand in front of them. 

Mina sneaks a hand behind your back, rubbing it gently. “Speak your mind, babe,” she whispers encouragingly. “You have nothing to be ashamed about.” She then clears her throat, smiling at the couple. “What’s up?” 

Bakugou and Kiri aren’t smiling, their expressions quite serious as they make room for you. “Sit down with us,” Bakugou orders though his tone is softer than usual. Mina takes your hand and leads you over to sit with them in the same order you were in before–you and her in the middle, Kiri and Bakugou on either end of the couch. 

Kiri fixes both of you with his ruby eyes, making your stomach jump. “Now be real with us,” he gently says. “Are we making you uncomfortable?” Mina shakes her head. “Not at all,” she answers, giving him a reassuring smile. “I’m just glad to be here with you all.” 

“What about you?” Bakugou asks, ticking his intense gaze over to you. Now that everyone’s eyes are on you and you’re facing your issues headon, you find yourself unable to look at any of them. Instead, your stare at your hands. “I feel the same way, but…” You trail off, gnawing at your bottom lip. 

“Do you feel uncomfortable?” Kiri asks worriedly. “Did I go too far earlier?” 

“No, no!” you hurriedly protest. “It’s just…it’s me feeling awkward.” You sign exhaustedly, finally getting the courage to look both men in the eyes. “You guys have been amazing to me, but this is just very new to me and I’m trying to not feel so…weird.” 

Kiri puts a hand on yours, squeezing it gently. “You know, this is new for us too,” he soothes,  “but we couldn’t feel as comfortable acting like this around you if we didn’t feel like we knew you or liked you so much. You know that, right?” 

His words coax a smile out of you, glad to know the feeling is mutual. “We want you to be comfortable, babe,” he continues, “and we’re more than happy to just watch movies and cuddle if you’re not comfortable being sexual.” You can tell his words are genuine and that makes you feel even worse. 

You squeeze Kiri’s hand back, the heat of embarrassment rising in your face. “But…but you all went through so much trouble and–“ 

“Shut the fuck up,” Bakugou growls, rendering you speechless. He glares daggers at you from across the couch. “Tonight wasn’t about the fuckin’ sex. It’s about us being together finally after all that flirting and tease shit. We’d do all of this again for you, whether you like it or not, dumbass.” You flush at the sweet, considerate words, especially since they’re coming from Bakugou. 

“He’s right, y’know.” Kiri presses his thigh against yours. “We wouldn’t have agreed to this if we weren’t crazy about you as well as Mina. You’re all we could think about since we met at the reunion.” 

You blink at Kiri then stare at Bakugou. “Really?” you exhale. 

Mina giggles from beside you, nudging you with her elbow. “I told you,” she sing-songs. That she did, but you hear it come from Kiri’s own mouth and be clarified by Bakugou’s intense stare makes it feel real. Knowing that the two of them care so much about you and Mina’s safety and comfort washes all of your fears and insecurities away. All you want now is to be with them tonight. 

Kiri grins sweetly at you. “So it’s your call, sweetie. Anything you decide, we’ll be happy with.” He releases your hand, leaving it feeling empty without him. “So what you want? To watch the rest of the movie? More cheesecake?” 

“I want to kiss you.” The words fly out of your mouth before you can stop them. But now that they’re out, you can’t and won’t take them back. And you don’t want to. You’ve been studying Kiri’s lips all night now, wondering how they would taste and feel against yours. “Is that okay?” you shyly ask. 

The redhead blinks at you, not expecting that at all, and his cheeks flush a light pink that makes him even more attractive to you. A big, bright grin stretches across his mouth as you take his hands in his again. “Baby, that’s more than okay!” he replies, laughing in joy. “I’ve been imagining what your lips tasted like for weeks now.” 

Feeling bold by the pet name and knowing his mutual feelings, you slowly lean in and press your lips to his. Your eyes flutter closed, falling into the bliss of the small, innocent touch of his lips against yours. The kiss is just that at first–innocent. Just getting to know his mouth against yours, relishing the prickle of his stubble against your face and how soft his lips are. 

Then it gets a little more heated when Kiri runs his tongue against your bottom lip, asking for access. You grant it to him, opening your mouth to let him explore your mouth. You practically moaned at the sweet taste of cheesecake and wine on his tongue as it swirls with yours, the kiss quickly becoming wet and less than innocent. His hands find your hips and your lower back, stroking and teasing you there while yours grasp his forearms, finally feeling up those muscles. 

He softly moans into the kiss, pulling away to stare at you with hooded eyes. “Fuck, you taste good,” he whispers breathlessly. “Like wine.” You want to agree, but your head is too clouded by the intoxicating kiss to do so. 

His ruby eyes glance behind you and he grins. “Hey, look at those two.” He juts his chin at the couple currently making out next to you. You find yourself watching, liking how Mina cups Bakugou’s face in her hands while Bakugou’s hands ran up and down her hips and legs, his lips moving greedily against hers. “Was she needin’ some attention to, Bakugou?” Kiri chuckles. 

Bakugou pulls away from Mina, a string of saliva slightly shining between their lips. “Brat wouldn’t stop squirming her ass around in her seat,” he growls at Kiri. “Plus, you were hogging Y/N for too long.” 

“Whoops!” Kiri laughs. Guess that slipped my mind.” He pecks your cheek, nodding at the grumpy blonde who currently has his eyes set on you. “Why don’t you show Bakugou how good of a kisser you are, hm? Don’t worry; I’ll take good care of your girl.” 

The idea of switching from him to Bakugou and watching Mina at the same time arouses you more than you’d like to admit. “I know you will,” you whisper against Kiri’s lips, pecking them. 

You and Mina don’t have to move a muscle. Instead, Kiri and Bakugou switch places, and once Bakugou is next to you, he can’t keep his hands off you. “’Bout time to finally stopped playin’ and let me taste you,” he whispers before his lips are on yours. 

His kiss is slightly rougher and more demanding than Kiri’s who was gentle and curious yet wanting to give you everything you wanted. Bakugou demands your pleasure, his tongue pushing into your mouth to explore yours, barely allowing you to come up for air. 

You moan into the kiss as his hands circle around your back to cup your ass, bringing you closer to him until you’re nearly sitting on top of him. Your hands fall to his arms, your fingers running over his impressive forearms before moving to his broad chest. Feeling the hard planes of muscle under your hands dampens your panties that feel uncomfortable to you now. 

It only gets worse when Bakugou pulls away from the searing kiss by gently pulling on your bottom lip. You softly moan as he does, earning a chuckle from him as your lip lightly pops back into place. “Oh…you like that,” he hums, pleased with your reactions. His vermillion eyes darken, lust deep in his irises. “Now I wanna see you kiss each other.” 

He nods at Mina who has just ended her makeout session with Kiri who has her lip gloss all over his face. “That can be arranged,” she purrs, giving Bakugou a wink. Slowly, she turns to you and you do the same, the both of you facing each other now. “I love you,” she whispers before her lips are on yours. 

Her lips dance against yours, tongue swirling with yours and emitting soft moans of pleasure from the both of you. “I love you, too,” you coo to her between the kiss. “And I love this.” The way Mina’s lip gloss makes your kiss sticky turns you on more, as does the feeling of Bakugou and Kiri’s eyes on you. Soon, you’re gushing all in your panties. 

“Cut that shit off,” Bakugou snaps. “I wanna watch the movie right here.” You totally forgot that the movie was still on. “Say no more,” Kiri chuckles, the couch shifting as he moves to get the remote. Once the sounds of the TV are cut off, all you can hear are your and Mina’s soft moans and the sound of your lips moving together. 

“Can we finally see what’s underneath these dresses too?” Kiri cheekily asks, his fingers toying at the hem of your dress. “I don’t think my cock can take much more of this teasin’ shit.” Bakugou groans in anguish. “You ain’t kiddin’.” 

Mina pulls away and stares at you, silently wondering if it’s okay. You turn to the boys and give them a nod, burning with anticipation. Bakugou and Kiri both pull up the hem of your dresses over your waists, finally revealing what lies underneath. “Oh, my God,” Kiri groans at the same time as Bakugou hisses out, “Shit!” at the sight of your asses in two thongs that make your cheeks look plumper and appetizing to the men gawking at them.

“You like?” Mina giggles, wiggling her ass around. “Had to force this one to put these on.” Her hand grazes across your ass, giving it a squeeze. 

Bakugou is incredibly interested in your ass, moving closer to get a better look. “Tried to act like you ain’t want this and yet, lookie here,” he grunts. His hand trails down your ass between your thighs, earning a small gasp in response. “And you’re wet,” he chuckles. “You’re a fuckin’ mess, babe.” 

His index and middle fingers press against your panty line, stroking you through the dampened cloth. You clench your thighs together, trapping his hand between them. “K-Katsuki,” you whimper, biting your lower lip at the wonderful feeling of his fingers stroking you. 

Kiri is like a hawk on your other side, looming over you with all the hunger of a predator. “I wanna taste how much of a mess she is,” he purrs before looking at Mina for the go. “Do you mind?” Mina laughs in response. “Hell no!” she guffaws. “But only if you give me the same treatment later.” 

She gives Kiri a wink and he sends one right back before moving onto his knees behind you. You flush at the fact that your ass is right in his face now, but your embarrassment is quickly overcome with need when you feel his hands trail down your sides. He travels all the way to your ass where he proceeds to move your panties to the side, revealing your soaking wet pussy. 

“Fuck, baby!” he gasps, not believing his eyes. “You have the prettiest lil’ pussy I’ve ever seen…well, next to Mina’s.” Beside you, Mina giggles before Kiri decides to dive right into your cunt, starting with soft suckles on your clit before moving on to long laps of his tongue. 

A low moan leaves your lips as your head falls onto the back of the couch. “Kiri,” you moan. “Please…keep going.” Your entire body begins to relax the more Kiri eats you out, his tongue and lips doing wonders along your clit. He is so attentive and careful yet he doesn’t hold back either. He listens to your body and pays close attention to how you react to each roll of his tongue or suckle of his lips. 

Your eyes flutter closed at the feeling, only hearing Bakugou and Mina’s voices beside you: “Greedy fucker,” Bakugou cackles. “You want the same attention, brat? Ask nicely.” 

You can tell he’s talking to Mina, and probably touching her too by how breathless her voice sounds. “Please, ‘Suki,” she whimpers pitifully. “Taste me too.” When you hear her moan loudly from beside you, you turn to her, wanting to watch the erotic scene in front of you: Bakugou is right behind Mina on his knees too, his hands spreading her thighs apart as he laps at her pussy. 

Mina is a moaning, writhing mess, her back arched and tits spilling out of her dress. Her eyes are closed, black lashes fanning across her cheeks, and her plump lips are parted as each unabashed moan passes her lips. You’ve never seen her look so pretty. 

Bakugou stares up at her with hooded, crimson eyes, drinking her in. “Just like old times, right?” he growls through each stroke of his tongue. “You taste so much better though now.” 

Kiri moves away from your count to spank you, his hand colliding with your asscheek causing you to let out a choked moan. “And these asses!” he exclaims loudly, humming in delight at the way your ass jiggles from the impact of his hand. “I can’t get enough of ‘em.” 

He reaches over to give Mina the same treatment, giving her ass, taught from years of training, a hard spank. A loud moan leaves Mina’s mouth, bouncing off the mansion walls. Bakugou pulls away from her pussy to laugh at her, eyes gleaming mischeviously. “Look at her arching that back after one spank. Such a little slut, aren’t you, Mina?” 

Mina whimpers in response, instinctively pushing back into him so he can continue. But Bakugou smacks her hard on the ass. “Tell me you are, or I’ll stop,” he growls. Mina whines pitifully, gripping the back of the couch. “Please don’t!” she begs in desperation. “I-I’m a little slut!” 

You’ve never seen your girlfriend so needy like this. So submissive. So slutty. It turns you on more than words can describe. Bakugou, too, because he immediately goes back to slurping up her pussy and making her whine like a cat. 

Kiri’s hands squeezing your ass brings your attention back to him. “See how good your girlfriend is for Katsuki, Y/N?” he coos. “I bet you know how good she is, don’t you?” 

‘Yes,’ you think immediately, watching as Mina grinds her ass back into Bakugou’s mouth. ‘Yes, I do.’ 

Kiri presses a kiss to your clit, making you jump slightly. “You’re a good girl for me, too. Just look at how pretty this clit is.” He then proceeds to suck at your clit and swirl his tongue around your pussy hole, making you see stars. “Fuck, Kiri!” you shout, toes curling into the couch. 

You’re shocked by how quickly you reach your peak for your first orgasm, but combined with Kiri’s magical mouth, Mina’s moans, and the sound of Bakugou eating her pussy, of course, you’re close to nutting. Kiri moans into your cunt, his hands gripping your ass more. “I wanna make you cum,” he exhales, his hot breath making your clit twitch. “Is that okay?” 

“Uh-uh!” Bakugou suddenly growls. You turn to him, finding his lips shining with saliva and Mina’s juices. “No, the fuck you’re not! I get first dibs on everything.” Kiri glares at him, irked. “Says who?” 

Bakugou glares back at him, just as intimidating. “Says me. You’re not the one running shit around here; I am.” 

Kiri scoffs at his boyfriend, rolling his eyes. “Only because of your God complex.” Steam practically shoots out of Bakugou’s ears, but before he can bite Kiri’s head off, Mina stops them. “Hey, are you two gonna fight or make us cum?” she impatiently asks. “I’m dying over here!” 

You can’t help but giggle at them, though your pussy is aching for release as well. Kiri defeatedly leaves you, pinching Bakugou’s cheek as he does. “Fine, Mr. Bossy. Get your ass over here. But you’d better make her cum her pretty brains out.” 

A playful fire ignites behind Bakugou’s eyes as he switches places with Kiri. “And you’d better do the same to pinkie…or I’ll do ‘em both.” Their competitiveness makes you even hotter, especially when it’s directed toward making you and Mina feel good. Bakugou ducks down in front of you and spreads your thighs apart. “Wow, babe,” he coos raspily. “You’re so, so pretty. Your aftershave smells good too.” He cheekily grins up at you. “Coconuts, huh?” 

You kick at him, hating how he loves to tease you. “Shut up,” you whimper as he cackles. He then drags a finger along your pussy lips, making you quiver. “Such a pretty pussy deserves some extra attention. Don’t squirm too much, yeah?” 

Before you can respond, the man is diving into the wet depths of your pussy. And damn, is it hard not to squirm. Unlike Kiri, he isn’t as gentle or careful–he is rougher and hungrier, his tongue flicking in the right places and being completely merciless with every lash on your clit. How is it that both of these fools are so good at eating pussy? 

Bakugou has an iron grip on your hips, keeping you still despite yearning to grind into him. He makes you take all of it. “Oh, my God!” you gasp as if seeing the Heavenly Father himself. 

“Fuck, Eji!” Mina moans from beside you. “S-so…so good!” You turn to her, watching as Kiri laps at her cunt eagerly while Mina throws her ass back into his face. “Mmm-hmm,” he encourages her, his voice slightly muffled. “Grind those hips into me, baby girl. Give me everything.” 

You’re so into watching them that you don’t even realize you’re squirming in Bakugou’s iron-like grasp. “Stop squirming,” he growls in a warning. “Or I’ll have to pin those legs down.” You look back at him then, a boldness flooding through you that you didn’t have before. “Oh, yeah?” you challenge him. “You can if you want.” 

The pro looks up at you then, raising an eyebrow in surprise at your request. When your playful smile doesn’t leave your lips, his eyes darken. “Oh, you’re just begging for me to fuck you up,” he chuckles. 

Before you realize what’s happening, he’s flipping you onto your back and moving between your open thighs that he pins far away from each other. 

“Hope you stretched, mama,” he cackles before diving into your pussy again. You saw the stars before, but now you’re seeing the entire fucking galaxy with the way his tongue twirls and swirls in your pussy, his nose nudging against your clit. “Oh, s-shit!” you shout, losing your shit. “Katsuki, fuck!” 

Bakugou chuckles into your pussy, each word punctuated by the flick of his tongue. “Yeah?” he teases. “Feelin’ good now, right? Make you not wanna leave.” He keeps his hands on your thighs, pinning them back despite your body screaming to be free. Being completely at his mercy and Mina at Kiri’s brings you to your peak again and your moans become higher, louder. 

Bakugou takes notice and moves his mouth away from your pussy only to begin rubbing your clit. “You wanna cum?” he growls. “Go ahead, baby. Cum for me. Let your girl and Kiri see how good of a girl you are for me.” 

“Oooh, I think this good girl is close too,” Kiri chuckles from behind Mina. “Think we can make ‘em cum at the same time?” He gives Bakugou a mischievous look. Bakugou returns it, a smirk on his face. “We could damn well try,” he laughs before sticking his tongue inside you again, giving you a long lick from your asshole up to your pussy. “Cum all over my face, baby,” he coos to you. “I fuckin’ need it. Do it now.” 

They must be sharing the same mouth because you and Mina successfully cum in unison, a chorus of moans and whimpers leaving your lips as you gush all over Bakugou and Kiri’s faces. You feel like you’re soaring as your orgasm overtakes your body, leaving your pussy aching and your clit throbbing. Even so, Bakugou continues to lap at your cunt, cleaning you up. 

You pant heavily and whimper at the sweet torture. “’Suki, wait,” you protest weakly, grasping at his shoulders. “Please…t-too much! Can’t…can’t…” Your eyes roll into the back of your head, your tongues curling around Bakugou’s head. 

Finally, he pulls away, lips shining with your cum. “That’s what you get for wearing that damn dress…and this thing here.” He proceeds to take your soaked thong down your shaky legs, giving you a grin. “I’m keepin’ this, but if you act right, I’ll buy you a new one.” 

You’re too tired to argue or lecture him, the after-effects of your orgasm setting in. Mina lies beside you, just as spent. “Wow,” she sighs. “That was amazing!” She turns to you, eyes loving. “You were amazing.” You smile and bring her hand to your lips, pecking it softly. 

“You both were amazing,” Kiri groans, still on his knees. “You both looked so good cumming for us like that! Fuck, it made me so hard!” Your eyes trail farther down and you can clearly see that he’s begun to stroke himself underneath his briefs, his jeans unbuckled and unzipped. 

Bakugou cackles at him. “Needy slut! Can’t even stop himself from stroking himself off.” Kiri pays him no mind–his attention is all on you and Mina. Seeing his muscular arm moving up and down over his dick excites you, and you find yourself wanting to see what lies underneath for yourself. 

Slowly, you sit up and give the redhead a less-than-innocent smile. “Need some help?” you purr. Both your girlfriend and the pro couple stare at you, shocked at your question and the seductive undertone in your voice. Your personality has completely flipped a switch, going from unsure and hesitant to a full-on sex siren. Even the sudden switch surprises you, but a good orgasm will do that to you. 

Kiri stands up, his pants still unbuckled. “You sure, babe?” he asks, sounding unsure. “You don’t have to do this just because I pleased you. I could just…oh, fuck…”

His words turn into soft, surprised moans when your hand reaches out to cup him through his briefs. And damn, he’s big! You can feel how thick his shaft is through the thin Calvin Klein underwear, and you desperately want to see how your hand looks wrapped around it…or maybe your two hands in this case. With how thick and fat Kiri’s dick is, you can barely fit your hand around it now. 

Mina giggles as she watches you stroke the redhead, sitting up on her knees now. “There’s your answer, Eji,” she coos, hunger in her eyes. “Does her hand feel good?” Kiri is staring down at your hand, absolutely losing his shit at the sight. “Y-Yeah,” he stutters out, his Adam’s Apple bobbing as he swallows hard. “Really, really good.” 

His eyes close and his head leans back, exposing his thick neck that you just want to pepper in kiss. 

Bakugou stands too and tugs on your hair twice. “Damn perv,” he growls. “Didn’t even get his shirt off yet.” 

You’re now realizing that yes, you didn’t even strip Kiri out of his clothes before going straight for his cock. ‘Shit, maybe I am a slut,’ you think, shook. Mina cuddles up next to you, putting her juicy lips to your ear. “Grumpy pants isn’t naked either,” she purrs into your ear, nodding at Bakugou. “Wanna help me change that, pretty girl?” 

You gnaw at your bottom lip and nod, doing your best to soothe the throbbing of your pussy by clamping your thighs together. Without another brief minute of hesitation, the two of you coax the pros forward and begin to help them strip. Kiri lets you take the reins, watching you through hooded eyes as you strip him of his shirt. Meanwhile, Bakugou is impatient and growly, snatching his shirt off as Mina watches, laughing. 

You can’t help but admire their bodies once they’re completely bare, all of their clothes now tossed on the floor. Kiri is by far more buffer than Bakugou, but both men have their fair share of impressive muscles–nothing but abs, biceps, and muscular, thick thighs that look like they could all be carved from stone. Tanned skin inked in tattoos stretch across their muscles, glowing in the warm lamplight that adorns their brown nipples that your mouth waters to suck. 

Speaking of suck, you’re aching to suck on two other things that swing between Kiri and Bakugou’s thighs that could definitely crush watermelons. Your eyes drift down their smooth, toned stomachs and V-lines to their dicks, drinking in each intricate detail. 

Bakugou’s cock is a bit longer and curves upward, the shaft a toasted brown compared to his normal skin tone. He keeps his pubic area smooth, including his lower stomach and heavy balls that swing below his dick. The pink head of his cock dribbles with precum that your tastebuds are dying to try. 

Kiri’s cock is much thicker and veinier, some of which you want to run your tongue along. In contrast to Bakugou, Kiri has trimmed pubics and a happy trail sinewy in fine, black hair that you think is all so unbelievably sexy. His cockhead is a little bit darker than Bakugou’s in terms of color, but the way it drips in precum is all the more appetizing. 

You stare at both monsters in awe, unable to take your eyes off them. Excitement and fear mix together in your stomach. How the fuck are you going to fit either of them in your mouth? Or what about your pussy? Could they even fit? Mina giggles beside you and playfully tickles your chin. “Wipe your drool, hon. Save that for Kiri’s cock.” 

Your eyes flick from Kiri’s dick to his face, finding him smirking down at you. “Go ahead, baby girl. I’m all yours.” Your eyes flicker back down to his cock, pulsing and throbbing for you. His smirk fades, replaced with a concerned expression. “You good?” he asks softly. “Think you can take it?” 

Your eyes stare back down at his third leg presented to you like a present. You haven’t sucked a dick since you met Mina, but you can’t be that rusty with your skills. So you give Kiri a reassuring smile and a wink. “Absolutely,” you purr. “Come here, daddy.” 

The nickname causes a switch to flip behind Kiri’s eyes. He wastes no time coming closer so you can get a better grip on him. After giving your hands a generous lick (because stroking Kiri’s dick takes two hands), you begin to slowly stroke him from base to tip before taking him into your mouth. 

You start off slow, giving kitten licks along his dickhead and hollowing your cheeks as you suck around the head, stroking the rest that you can’t fit into your mouth. Kiri is feeling good, his eyes hooded and his hand in your hair. “Ah, fuck, yes!” he groans, loud and unabashed. “Just like that, baby. Ease into it, nice and slow…” You pop off of him with a wet pop! Before sticking your tongue out for him, slapping his dick on the flat part of your tongue before sucking him back into your mouth. He watches you, the lust in his eyes making you wetter. “Think you can take me deeper, mama?” he breathlessly asks. “Can I please fuck your pretty face?” 

You nod, his dick still in your mouth. The vibrations of you bobbing your head make him moan. “Just tap my thigh twice if you need to breathe, three times if you want me to stop, okay?” You nod once more, committing the meanings to memory. “Open your throat for me then,” he grunts, already sliding his dick in farther. You do as you’re told, opening your throat like you’re about to yawn. 

Oh, my God. The man is thicker than thick! Your mouth and throat stretch around him the farther he goes, making your jaw ache and your eyes burn with unshed tears. “Just like that, baby girl,” Kiri grunts through gritted teeth. “Just…a little…deeper…” You don’t know how much deeper he can go until he finally hits the back of your throat. You feel him there and gag, your throat constricting around his girth. 

“Good girl!” Kiri coos before he slowly begins to bump his hips into your face, his balls lightly hitting your chin. Your hands go to his thighs, ready to tap him if necessary. But already you’re getting used to him in your throat, even beginning to breathe through your nostrils with every thrust. 

Mina watches you in awe, her hand slipping between her pink thighs to play with her even-pinker pussy. “Wow, babe,” she sighs. “You took him so well.” Bakugou stands before her, dick lightly slapping her face. “Hey,” he growls impatiently. “Stop gawking at her and take care of the dick you got right in front of you.” 

He slaps her chin again with his dick, earning a slutty little giggle from her. “Yes, daddy,” she purrs before taking him by the base and wrapping her lips around him. Though you’re conscious of Kiri still fucking your throat, you can’t take your eyes off of Bakugou and his hand wrapped in your girlfriend’s pink curls as he fucks her pretty mouth. 

“Take me deeper, c’mon,” he growls down at her. “You wanted this, right?” A gurgling sound leaves Mina’s mouth as he sinks in deeper, groaning at the feeling. “That’s a good slut. Bet you were fiending for this dick, hm?” As he begins to rock his hips into Mina’s mouth, he glances at you, his eyes hooded and lust-blown. “I bet you were too, baby. Don’t worry; you’ll get a taste of it soon.” 

Kiri cackles breathlessly above you, still thrusting into your mouth. “Fuck if you will,” he huffs. “This cutie’s throat is just too good! I could get addicted to this shit.” Pleased that you’re making him feel so good, you begin to gag on his cock, his cockhead gliding in and out of your throat as he thrusts. 

Kiri throws his head back, showing you the column of his throat. “So…fucking…good!” he whines to the ceiling. “Keep this up, babe, and you’ll make me cum.” Your stomach jumps in anticipation for that moment, wanting to take every ounce he gives you. 

But when he suddenly slides his dick out of your throat, leaving it slightly raw and your jaw aching, you realize he has a different plan. “But not yet. I still need to try Mina.” He smirks at Bakugou, his hard cock wet with your saliva. “Wanna switch?” 

Bakugou still has his dick down Mina’s throat when he turns to Kiri, eyeing you as he weighs his options. Then he slips his cock out of Mina’s mouth. “Move out the way,” he demands as he pushes Kiri over, taking his spot. Suddenly, his thick, veiny cock, wet with your girlfriend’s saliva, is hanging in front of you. “Open up, mama,” he coos, taking his shaft into his hand and feeding you his cock. 

As his head touches your lips, your mouth opens instinctively. He slides in slow but doesn’t give you time to adjust either. You gag and choke around his cock, trying to take his girth as much as you can. “Breathe through your nose, baby girl,” he breathlessly coos. “I’ve got you. You’re doing so well.” 

The praise ignites a fire in you, and you find yourself moving your hand to trail up his thigh to his heavy balls. Bakugou notices, scowling at his thrusts in your mouth pause. “What are you–” His question is silenced when you begin to gently fondle his balls, a gasp leaving his lips. 

Kiri laughs from beside him, his cock deep down Mina’s throat. “Took the words right outta his mouth, babe. Listen to those flustered lil’ moans!” Bakugou growls, flustered. “Shut up!” he barks. “I-I’m not…oh, fuck!” You have begun to suck on his balls instead of his cock now, taking your time to curl your tongue around the heavy sacks. 

“He loves it when I do that too,” Kiri snickers off to the side. “You’ll make him cum in no time.” And you want to. God, do you want to make him explode! 

But Bakugou isn’t having it. He rips himself away from you, his dick and balls wet with your spit. His vermillion eyes are filled with lust and a heated promise that makes your stomach flip. “Now you’re really gonna get it, you little tease. Get on your back. Now.” His tone is strict and deep, not up for the BS. 

It takes your brain some time to process what he just said, the fog of gagging on dick beginning to clear. Bakugou fixes you with a stare, looking impatient and daring you to refuse his order. You have no choice but to do as he says. You begin to move out of your position on your knees, but Bakugou takes a hold of you and positions you onto your back instead, making you squeak in surprise. “You were too slow,” he says matter-of-factly. 

Kiri slides his dick out of Mina’s throat, making her gasp. “Oooh, you girls got him riled up,” he snickers teasingly. “You ready for the main event now? I promise we’ll make it last.” Mina stares up at him, looking winded with spit all over her mouth. Still, she gives him a nod. 

“Lay down right here then,” Kiri instructs her, helping her lie horizontally on the big ass couch so her legs are thrown over the arm. Bakugou does the same for you, laying you down next to Mina so you’re now lying side by side. “Now you can see your girl getting fucked,” Kiri coos, a mischievous, lustful twinkle in his eye. 

Bakugou’s hands shoot out to wrap around both your and Mina’s throats–not enough to hurt, but just enough to feel it. “Our girl,” he corrects Kiri but looks dead at the both of you. “You sluts are ours now. I hope you know that.” 

A delicious shiver runs through your body. You want to be their girl, for however long they want you. 

“So why don’t you show us, daddy?” Mina purrs, batting her lashes up at the blonde. “Make sure we don’t forget.” 

Bakugou smirks down at her, running his thumb over her plump bottom lip. “Oh, baby girl, I’m planning on it.” Kiri suddenly jumps away from the couch, moving towards the steps. “Shit, we need condoms.” 

“I’m on the pill,” you blurt, practically trembling in anticipation. You don’t want to waste any more time. You want them now. “I’m on too,” Mina adds. Both pros gape at you for a moment, not believing their luck. 

“Say no more,” Bakugou softly growls. “You’re wet enough, too. Staining up my couch…” His fingers trail across your quivering, wet pussy lips, making you whimper. “Needy slut. You’re gonna pay for that and that shit you pulled sucking my balls.” 

You smirk up at him. “You liked it,” you giggle only to be silenced when Bakugou throws your legs wide open for him. “And you’ll like this,” he promises, lining his dick up with your entrance. Kiri does the same to Mina, her pink legs thrown over his broad shoulders. “Let’s do it at the same time,” he softly growls. Bakugou nods, waiting for the count. “On three…two…one.” 

And then finally, they’re easing into you and your girlfriend. They go slow, taking their sweet time to allow you to get used to them. As soon as Bakugou’s head enters you, your jaw is dropping open and your eyes are blown from how stretched you feel already. No toy could compare to how warm and solid Bakugou feels snuggled up in your pussy. 

The ash blonde looks down at you, his brows furrowed in concern. “You okay, mama?” he asks, caressing your cheek. “Can I go a little deeper? Think you can take more of me?” 

He doesn’t move without your permission, staying still despite you feeling him tremble from holding back. You nod, bracing yourself by gripping his forearms. “I’ll let you know if I can’t,” you assure him. Taking that as a yes, he begins to enter you a bit more, giving you inch after inch of his cock. 

Through it all, you breathe in and out, relaxing your body into the couch cushion. Though it doesn’t hurt, you’re feeling beyond stretched and you’re glad for the first orgasm you got because it makes it easier. 

Swallowing, you adjust your hips and moan weakly at the friction. “O-Okay,” you softly stutter out. “That’s good for now. You can start moving.” 

Bakugou nods and begins to slowly rock his hips into you, his eyes drinking in your body’s language. Gradually, you begin to adjust to his size and the pleasure starts to build. Especially when his pelvis rubs against your clit. “That feel good, baby?” he asks you, grinning cheekily at your embarrassing facial expressions. 

“So…so good,” you breathlessly reply. “You’re stretching me so…oh, my god, Katsuki!” You can’t even focus on one coherent thought because he’s so deep, touching every single tingling, sensitive part of your insides. Sparks of pleasure from your clit course through your body every time he thrusts, his pelvis rubbing up against the sensitive little bud. 

“I’m taking that as a yes,” he snickers, his hand gripping the back of the couch as he rocks and grinds into you. His pretty face is screwed in ecstasy, brows furrowed and skin glinting in sweat you want to lick off. “You feel so good, baby girl. So tight…so fuckin’ wet…” 

“Fuck, Eji!” 

You turn to look at Mina, finding one leg bent up to her chest as Kiri pounds into her, his red locks of hair falling around his face. “That’s what you get for tryna tease me,” he huffs, smacking her outer thigh. “Little slut. You think you can do that in my house, hm?” 

He smacks her thigh again, making her whine and writhe against his merciless hips pistoning into her pussy. Kiri is so big on top of her, practically covering her as he fucks her into the couch. Combined with the sounds of her moans mixed with skin slapping against skin, this sight is better than porn to you. 

“Hey; eyes on me, sweetie.” Bakugou forces you to look at him by gripping your chin and turning your face to look up at him. “Bet you like seeing your girlfriend get fucked by my boyfriend. Think she’d like seeing you get fucked into the couch by me?” He takes both of his big hands and spreads your legs wider, causing him to sink deeper inside of you. A loud moan leaves your lips once he bottoms out, your pussy clenching around him. 

“Bet you’ve dreamed about this,” he growls to you. “Bet you wanted to get slutted out on my dick for so long. Bet you couldn’t wait for tonight. All that shy shit was just a front, wasn’t it?” He leans down toward you, his nose grazing yours. “Wasn’t it?” he repeats, his hand circling your throat. 

“Yes!” you choke out, gone from the pleasure. “Fuck, ‘Suki, yes!” You’ve never felt like this before: so gone. Your eyes are closed and your mind is completely blank from the blinding pleasure you feel, each wave much bigger than the one before and washing over you. 

Kiri chuckles from beside you, still fucking Mina into the couch. “Look at how pretty your girl looks on Katsuki’s cock, babe. Look at that face! She’s loving every minute of this.” 

You wish you could muster the strength to look dead into your girlfriend’s eyes, but you can’t. The pleasure is just too good, and it’s starting to reach a deafening crescendo. You can feel it building in your core, threatening to snap at any moment. “Gonna cum!” you practically sob, your head thrown back against the couch. 

“Me too!” Mina whimpers near your ear. “Kiri just feels too good inside me.” You can hear the squelches of Kiri’s cock pounding into her wet pussy, egging on your oncoming orgasm…or is that sound coming from you and Bakugou? You can’t tell anymore. Your mind is dizzy with ecstasy. 

“Already?” Bakugou chuckles in disbelief. “Needy cumsluts. Can’t resist cumming on some good dick.” He presses his lips to your ear, leaning down so his dick is hitting that spot that has you seeing the entire galaxy behind your eyelids. “Fuckin’ cum for me,” he demands. “Let me know how good I’m making you feel. Cum all over that dick.”  

And you listen. Moans and gasps leave your lips like a chorus as that chord snaps. You unravel, cumming all over Bakugou’s dick. “You sound so good, babe,” Mina gasps, reaching her peak too. “Oh, my God, I’m gonna cum!” When she finally does, it’s high-pitched and loud, the sound equivalent to a Mariah Carey high note. 

She cums right alongside you, both of you losing your minds as you cream all over Bakugou and Kiri’s cocks buried deep inside of you. Bakugou talks you through it, telling you how good of a girl you are as he strokes your outer thighs. When the orgasm finally fades, it leaves you breathless and tired. 

“How was that, hm?” the blonde coos. “Speechless?” 

You weakly nod, unable to speak. Bakugou cackles down at you, giving you a kiss on your chin. 

“Well, find your words quick ‘cause shitty hair still needs some too.” Your eyes pop open, staring up at him in shock. An evil smirk curls onto his lips. “What? You thought tonight was done? No, no, cutie. My dick ain’t the only one here.” 

You look over at Kiri who is still just as hard, his cock coated in Mina’s cream. “I’ll let you recover first. Katsuki’s so rough, isn’t he?” He tuts in disapproval at his boyfriend’s antics. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll only be as rough as you want me to be.” 

Mina’s content sighs are a testament to this, her entire face coated in satisfaction. “That was amazing, Eji,” she sighs. Bakugou sucks his teeth as he and Kiri switch spots. “Not as amazing as I’m gonna be,” he promises, fixing Mina with a lust-filled stare.   

Kiri eyes him up and down. “Oh, is that a challenge, baby boy?” he hums, a twinkle in his eye. “I’d like to see you try to one-up me. Maybe we can see which one cums the hardest.” Bakugou doesn’t have to verbally respond to let his boyfriend know he’s got himself a challenge. The gritty look in his eye says everything. 

Which means you and Mina are in for it. 

Kiri moves between your legs, his gaze adoring but hungry, like you’re the cutest cake he has ever seen. “Lay back, mama,” he coos, gently pressing you down onto the couch. “I wanna see you watch your girl get fucked into oblivion. Look into her eyes…look at that pretty face.” 

You turn to look at Mina, finding her already staring at you. She looks so beautiful to you now: her eyes hazy and hooded with pleasure; her pink curls a teased mess from being gripped; her lips plump and kissed raw. Warmth zips through your stomach to your cunt as you picture what is about to come. You don’t get a warning when Kiri suddenly slides inside of your sensitive, aching pussy at the same time as Bakugou does Mina. 

Both of you react with long moans, the fact that you’re both experiencing the same pleasure that much hotter to you. Kiri stares down at you, his lips parted and eyes starved, as he fills you to the brim with his cock. Your pussy quivers and trembles around him, signaling that it won’t be too long until you reach your end. 

“How’s Kiri feel?” Mina breathlessly asks, her legs pinned up to her chest by Bakugou. He is buried to the hilt inside of her, his pelvis pressed thrush to her stomach. He begins to rock his hips into her, not even giving her enough time to hear your reply as she starts whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat. 

“A-Amazing!” you stutter through a gasp, earning a proud giggle from Kiri. “How’s he feel?” You tick your eyes up to Bakugou who is currently railing your girlfriend. “Can’t you tell by that stupid ass expression?” he cackles, earning a whine of protest from your girlfriend. “I’m fuckin’ her brains out.” 

And he is, judging from Mina’s face. Her eyes are nothing more than slits and her mouth is parted on breathless gasps and moans that slip from her pretty, plump lips. With every thrust Bakugou gives her, her gorgeous, pink tits jiggle and her painted toes curl. Your girl is gone, and you’re loving every minute of it. Seeing Bakugou and Kiri–such big, big guys–fuck the shit out of your petite girlfriend and absolutely turn her out is a fantasy you never knew you had. 

“You’re so cute,” you whimper pitifully. “I love watching him fuck you.” A smile curls onto Mina’s lips. “And I love watching him fuck you,” she giggles. “You’re such a good girl, taking them so well, stretched out on those dicks. Just look at this pretty little pussy.” 

Her eyes trail down to your pussy stretched out around Kiri’s cock that is stroking your walls so good. Kiri must agree from the way he’s gripping your hips and wailing in pleasure. The guy won’t shut the fuck up about how good you feel. “Fuck!” he whines, his noises making you wetter. “You’re making me so good, babe! You feel better than I ever dreamed you’d feel!” 

Bakugou smirks at his boyfriend, a devious look on his face. “Getting loud, hm?” he chuckles. “Guess I’ll have to quiet you down.” He takes hold of Kiri by his neck and yanks him in, smashing his lips against the redhead’s.

You and Mina watch in awe as the two pros make out above you, their tongues swirling against each other’s and muffled moans slipping from their mouths. Mina touches herself at the sight, pinching the dark pink peaks of her nipples. “Fuck, that’s so hot!” she whines. 

Bakugou pulls away from a blushing Kiri, a strand of saliva between their plump bottom lips. “Don’t think you two don’t get the same treatment, cutie,” he huffs before swooping down to plant one on Mina. 

Kiri does the same to you, planting the same passionate, rough kiss on your mouth that bruises your lips and gives your chin rugburn from his stubble rubbing against your skin. “You’re ours now,” he murmurs against your lips. We’re never, ever gonna let you go now.” 

You whimper pitifully at his words, your pussy gushing and clenching around him. You want to be theirs. Everything inside of you is screaming “yes, yes, make me yours!” 

Bakugou pulls away from Mina and holds her down, proceeding to rut his hips into her again, and again, and again. “Only we get to fuck you stupid like this,” he huffs. “Fuck you in every fuckin’ piece of furniture in this bitch until you get that you’re ours. No one will ever make you feel like this, you hear me?” 

“Y-Yes!” Mina shrieks in ecstasy, her eyes screwed tight as a third orgasm begins to reach its peak. “Fuck, ‘Suki, I’m gonna cum again! Gonna cum all over your dick!” She starts grinding her hips up into Bakugou’s, desperate to meet that end. Watching her makes you want to cum too. You can feel that knot in your core about to snap. 

Your pussy walls clench around Kiri’s dick as your orgasm begins to approach like a rollercoaster cart quickly approaching that hill on the track before the dramatic and thrilling drop. The handsome redhead swoops down to your ear, the scent of wine and mint on his tongue. “You close too, darlin’?” he coos into your ear. “C’mon, don’t tell me that voice is shot now. Let out that voice for me, mama.” 

His hips snap against yours again and again, turning your quivering pussy into absolute mush around his cock. You grip his shoulders for dear life as he fucks you into the couch, determined to make your orgasm come even quicker. Gasps and moans leave your lips, your breath catching in your throat from the sheer pleasure you’re feeling. “F-Fuck, K-Kiri!” you stutter in time with his thrusts. “So…s-so good! Gonna cum!” 

Kiri is sweet with his words, coaxing you to finally cum rather than ordering you to do so: “Cum all over this dick, baby, c’mon,” he coos. “Be good girl for me and cum all over me. I’ve got you.” 

Meanwhile, Bakugou is rougher, ordering Mina to finally come undone with his hand still around her throat: “Cum for me, you pretty little slut!” he demands loudly. “Fuckin’ give it to me!” 

Like you share the same body, you and Mina cum at the same time once again. You clench around Kiri’s cock at the same time she clenches around Bakugou’s and cream all over them. Your voices echo across the large living room, probably alerting neighbors and people miles away of your orgasms that hit you like tidal waves.

You see the galaxy behind your eyelids as you dig your nails into Kiri’s shoulders, warm waves of pleasure rolling through your body that don’t stop as Kiri continues to pound into your pussy, chasing his own release. “I-I’m close, gorgeous,” he softly warns you. “Where do you want me to–?” 

“Inside me!” you beg, looking into those pools of treasured rubies that stare right back down at you. “Please, please cum inside of me, Eji!” Mina cries over Bakugou’s loud grunts and moans of ecstasy fom beside you. “Me too!” she shouts, gripping Bakugou’s forearms as he jackhammers inside of her. “Cum deep inside of me, daddy. I wanna feel you.” 

Bakugou and Kiri share the same devious, lustful expression, still fucking you and Mina at the same merciful, breakneck space. “You’ve fuckin’ got it then,” he grunts. “And you’d better take all of it.” 

And you do. When Kiri finally reaches his climax with a loud whine of the word “fuck” that makes your clit jump, you take every single ounce of his warm, creamy cum that shoots into your pussy.

You can feel it coating your walls, filling you up to the point where you curl your toes and gasp at the feeling coursing through your body. Bakugou does the same, holding Mina’s legs up as he shoots his load deep inside of her, filling her to the brim with a whine that sounds so unlike him. 

Kiri’s hips begin to slow until he is sloppily fucking you, chasing the rest of his high. Then with a soft groan, he pulls out, but it isn’t over for you yet. His cock is still hard and he pumps it above you, staring down at you like he wants to eat you up. Bakugou does the same, standing on his knees over Mina, his dick in her face. “Not done yet,” he growls. “C’mere. Eyes on me, tongue out.” 

Kiri crooks his finger toward you, smirking. “You too, pretty girl. Let me see that face.” 

You and Mina slowly move onto your knees like obedient, good girls, though feeling tired and spent from being fucked into oblivion. As Bakugou instructed, you both lift your chins, stick your tongues out, and stare deep into the eyes of the pros as they pump the rest of their nut in your face. As soon as Kiri’s cum splashes onto the skin on your face, you instinctively close your eyes. His nut also coats your tongue and tits, marking you completely as his now. 

Bakugou does the same to Mina, coating her mouth and pretty face in his cum until she’s dripping with it. Once they are finally drained of everything they have, Bakugou and Kiri move quick with beginning the process of aftercare. First, they fetch some towels and water for you and Mina to wipe the cum off of your skin and quench your thirst. 

Then it’s oil massages. They use a specific type on you to soothe aching muscles that smells like passionfruit and mango. The scent relaxes you, making you feel like you’re drifting away to a tropical island, as you find yourself on your back with Bakugou’s fingers caressing your skin and massaging your calves and feet. Kiri does the same to Mina, taking his sweet time and paying attention to her reactions to every move he makes. “Just relax, ladies,” Kiri coos, smiling at Mina’s content expression. “Fall asleep if you want to. I know it feels good.” 

Mina hums in agreement as your eyes flutter closed, too drained from the sex and relaxed from Bakugou’s careful yet wonderful hands. You can just about drift off to sleep as he continues to massage every part of your body, his eyes trained on your face and drinking in every single soft moan, mewl, or gasp you make.

When the massage is finally over and you’re slick with oil, your muscles feel heavy and sleep is invading your space. Mina looks like sleep is kicking her ass too as she snuggles up next to you, her perfume mingled with Kiri and Bakugou’s cologne.

 The mingled scents radiating off of your girlfriend’s skin remind you of what just transpired: your very first foursome. And it’s indescribable how amazing it was.

“That was…oh, my God,” you sigh, staring up at the ceiling. Mina giggles beside you. “Agreed,” she hums happily. She picks her head up to stare down at you, her fist propped up under her chin. “Was that everything you dreamed it’d be, babe?” 

You gaze up at her and are reminded of how deeply you love her. The fact that she went out of her way to plan all of this for you makes you want to give her all the orgasms she deserves. You lean up to kiss her, taking her by surprise. “Everything and more,” you murmur against her hips. 

“We’re so happy to hear that, honey,” Kiri sighs from beside Mina, sounding happy but exhausted. “I’d ask for a round two, but shit, you both tuckered me out.” He stretches his big arms and yawns, making Bakugou snicker from beside you at the end of the couch. “Weak,” he cackles. 

Your own yawn exits your mouth, signaling your need for sleep too. Mina is practically out of it, her eyes hooded. “Looks like you both could use some shut-eye,” Kiri chuckles. “Come here, girls; I’m sure this couch is big enough for a group cuddle.” You hum in contentment as Kiri sandwiches Mina between his and your bodies, one of his tattooed arms slinging over her to reach you. He looks over at Bakugou, smirking. “Don’t act like you don’t want in on this good shit, Kats. Or would you rather I have these two cuties all to myself?” 

Those teasing words are enough to get Bakugou to bite the bait. He grumbles as he scoots in next to you, his warm, muscular body pressed to yours. You turn over to press your face into his chest which he welcomes, even kissing your forehead. A sleepy, happy smile grows on your lips at the warm, fuzzy feeling curling inside of your core. It’s happiness. 

“I love this,” you sleepily murmur. “I could get used to this…all of us bein’ like this.” You’re so out of it that you don’t even realize what you’re implying until Mina brings it up. “You mean dating?” she curiously asks. “All four of us?” 

His utter confusion makes you open your eyes and embarrassment sets in. This isn’t something you talked about with them or even brought up. Tonight was just about sex. Now you’re bringing up dating?

“Would you want that?” Bakugou asks, looking down at you. His eyes tell you not to play any games about it either. 

Silence settles upon you, making you feel even worse. Of course, you had to go and ruin such an amazing moment of bliss with your stupid fantasy. But you also know that these three don’t deserve the BS, so you sit up and conjure the willpower to be real with them. But before you can even speak, Kiri beats you to it. 

“I know I certainly would, and I can definitely vouch for the hothead too when I say that we’d want nothing more than to have you cuties all to ourselves.” 

Your eyes widen at him, shocked at his response. “R-Really?” you stutter, shocked at how easy this is. “So you wouldn’t mind if we all dated? It wouldn’t be weird or–” 

“Shut up,” Bakugou firmly interjects, pulling you back down to lay next to him. “We wouldn’t have invited your ass over here if we didn’t want that. It ain’t just a booty call for us. If it was, you two would’ve been out the door as soon as we finished.” 

“And there’d be no cuddling,” Kiri snickers, nuzzling Mina’s shoulder. “But i’s all up to you two girls. If you want us, we’re all yours, but if not–” 

“Are you kidding me?” you gasp, a joyful laugh leaving your lips. “It’s like you all stepped right out of my wettest dreams! Why wouldn’t I want you three?” Mina laughs at your words, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Well, that’s an enthusiastic yes if I didn’t know any better,” she giggles. “Don’t just lay there, boys: give your girls some love!” 

Bakugou and Kiri don’t need to be told twice. Both of them plant kisses all over your and Mina’s faces, their arms wrapping around you and squeezing you both until you’re squealing with laughter. You’re filled with so much happiness that you could burst. The rest of the night goes on with soft touches and caresses from all four of you across each other’s skin, chaste kisses shared between you. 

Finally, when sleeps comes for you, you snuggle into Bakugou’s chest as he snores, one arm thrown over his eyes while the other lies above you and Mina who is deep in sleep, her lips parted on tiny mewls that slip from her pink lips. Kiri lies on Mina’s side, his muscular back facing you. Both of your men sandwich you and Mina, protecting their girls even in slumber. 

You smile to yourself in the darkness as you drift off into your dreams of your three amazing partners, thanking your lucky stars for such a wonderful turn of events. You don’t care what happens tomorrow or what comes next. Because whatever it is, whether it be good, bad, or somewhere in between, you’ll have them. And that is all you’ve wanted. 

And so you sleep. 

THE END.

[the-old-witch-writes]

Day 7 🡆 Breeding Kink (dom!Zoro x afab!reader)

Summary: Zoro fucks a baby into you.

CW: public sex, sex in the forest, breeding kink, afab!reader, dom!Zoro, dirty talk, use of petnames like "baby", daddy kink, biting

Deep inside a forest, just outside of the bustling town the Thousand Sunny docked at hours before, the sweet serenity of nature is shattered by broken moans and the wet smack of two bodies meeting.

“Ah, oh fuck—Zoro!”

“Got you, baby,” he rumbles in your ear, somehow steady as he batters inside you mercilessly, groaning as the gummy walls of your sweet, greedy little pussy welcome him. “Fuck, you feel so good…!”

Again, your head is thrown back against his shoulder as you moan and moan, eyes clouded and glossy as your palms clench at the rock under you. Wherever your thoughts are, they’re definitely no longer in your head. No, no—he made sure to do away with those the minute he kissed you, the moment you pulled his pants down, when you nearly choked trying to swallow his cock, and then, the very second he bent you over this rock and was inside you.

Now, all you can think of is Zoro, Zoro, Zoro and how Big he is, arms wrapped around you, his hands squeezing at your curves, his muscles thighs slamming furiously against the back of yours—and then, of course, how his cock isn’t even kissing your cervix but outright ravaging it. Like he wants to drive you insane, like he wants to become part of you, maybe put a baby in you—

Zoro growls, sinks his teeth into your shoulder, causing you to whimper.

“Shit, love your pussy, Bunny,” he says, licking his lips and tasting a hint of copper. “Always takes me so well, like you were made for it. Made to take my cock, my seed—”

You cry out, eyes beginning to water. Fuck, no, no, no. He can’t say that, he’ll ruin you.

Zoro pauses, feels how you clench around him, the wetness that drips onto him—and he grins wide, like the devil he is.

“Oh? You like that, huh? Like the idea of me stuffing you nice and full, filling your body until my seed takes?”

Your teeth sink into your swollen lip, the gaze in your eyes taking on a new haze. One of his rough hands moves to stroke at your pulsing clit. 

“I think about it too, y’know. Maybe a little too much. You’d be such a good mommy—”

“Yes, please," you moan, feeling your eyes roll back, your mind going crazy. "Want it so bad, daddy. Wanna be filled to the fucking brim—ah!"

You barely have time to breathe before Zoro has you on your back, pinned to the rock under you. His rough hands move to throw your legs over his shoulders as he looms over you. His hands then go to your waist and lift your lower body up as he shoves back inside you, forcing your cunt along his cock as he slams inside you over and over. He’s so rough, going so deep to push you closer and closer to the edge, you end up letting out scream after scream—speech barely audible, your throat left raw, those sorts of screams. The tension inside of you starts to become difficult to hold back, your cunt fluttering wetly whenever he’s inside you, and your eyes start to roll back. 

“That’s it, baby, that’s my good girl,” he rasps, his harsh exhale coming out in near steams. “Let go for me. Let go so I can fuck a baby into you—”

And with that said, with a flutter of your cunt, your whole world explodes in color.

“Ah, fuck, fuck, mmmm,” you squeal while pressing your lips closed, face flooding with heat as your back arches, as your eyes go wide and unseeing, each wave of your orgasm taking bits of your mind with it as he keeps going, dear god. “Zoro, daddy, I want—”

“Yeah, yeah, here I come, baby,” he growls, leaning forward to press his mouth to yours, shuddering when he feels your hands scrabble along his back, raking your nails into his skin. He moves faster, almost there almost almost almost—“God.”

And with another arch into him, you moan at the electrifying feeling of being full—of him, of the love you and him made together—and as your cheek falls to his shoulder, a cock drunk smile spreads across your face.

[itsrheasgirl]

CAN’T GET CAUGHT

Requestie for the bestie, @0bsessioncntr.

RHEA RIPLEY X FEM!READER

WORD COUNT: 2903

SUMMARY: YOUR ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY WAS MEANT TO BE SPENT ON A BEACH IN BALI— NOT IN THE GREEN ROOM OF THE MADISON SQUARE GARDEN, BUT AFTER A SCHEDULING CONFLICT RHEA HAD SOMEHOW CONVINCED YOU TO POSTPONE YOUR CELEBRATION FOR A FEW DAYS. EVEN THOUGH RHEA’S WORK ALWAYS CAME FIRST, SHE KNEW JUST HOW MUCH THE TRIP MEANT TO YOU AND DECIDED TO GIVE YOU A LITTLE SURPRISE TO TIDE YOU OVER.

TW: Smut Warning (18+) Teasing, Choking, Fingering, Praise.

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Both your palms pressed down against the bathroom countertop as your shimmering gaze ran over your reflection in the mirror. Your current surroundings wasn’t exactly where you’d expected to be on your one year anniversary, but a conflict with Rhea’s schedule had left you attending her match in New York City and not sipping Pina Colada’s on the beach in Bali.

You’d been planning the perfect anniversary vacation for weeks— so you knew that your actual anniversary date would be spent in a stuffy arena instead of tanning under the glistening sun, but Rhea had promised you no work talk for a whole week when you finally got on that plane to paradise.

Pulling your long curls into a high ponytail, you lean in closer to admire the neatly written MAMI on your cheek. You’d taken to showing support for your girlfriend by embellishing your flesh with her name, the sign of affection always causing the alpha female to secretly swoon.

Lifting your gaze slowly as you heard the bathroom door open behind you, Rhea’s sapphire hues catch your own in the reflective glass before you as a devilish grin claimed her lips.

“There you are.”

Eyes locked with her mirrored reflection, you cast Rhea a warm simper before pulling your focus back to your own image in the glass.

“What are you doing here?”

You flick your gaze to Rhea’s reflection before looking back at yourself once more to check the perfect lines of your flushed glossed lips.

“Your match is in twenty minutes, shouldn’t you be backstage warming up or something?”

You questioned the sassy tone in your voice as the words left your lips, not sure if it was lighthearted enough. Batting full lashes as you made eye contact with Rhea’s reflection once more, your lips threatening a gentle smile as she crossed her muscular arms across her chest.

“Oh, you have an attitude today?”

Rhea’s purred as a manicured brow arched skyward before she gave your form a quick up and down with a impish gaze, her plump tongue coaxing over her front teeth with an eat shit smirk.

Slowly crossing the bathroom floor in your direction, Rhea didn’t once take her darkened eyes off you. She always looked so sultry when she wore makeup, her natural beauty only heightened by the purples and blacks that were painted across her lids. Gently nibbling at your lower lip as the desire in Rhea’s eyes burned at your skin, you spin on sneaker clad feet to face her dead on. Each of her steps seemed to take for what felt like hours, time keeping you apart as some kind of torture.

You wanted her near you, you desired to touch her and feel her fingertips against your skin but she should be focusing on her job and not keeping you entertained. There would be plenty of time to celebrate each other on your trip.

Craning your neck upwards as Rhea came toe to toe with you, you fell back slightly to rest against the sink countertop. Rhea towered over you as the smell of her perfume flooded your nostrils, the intoxicating aroma causing a pool of saliva to form on your tongue quicker than you could swallow it back. Even after all this time together, she still intimated you with her power and stature.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Your tone dripped with innocence as you peered up at her through full lashes. Your fingers slowly curling around the counters edge, you flinch slightly as in one swift motion Rhea snapped her arms out either side to you— caging you in place against the countertop.

“Now now lover, we don’t have time for games.”

Your palms move to smooth over the soft skin of Rhea’s biceps, fingertips dancing across her shoulders before securing around her neck. Reaching up on your tiptoes, you press your lips tentatively against her own before dropping back to the ground.

“No lipstick tonight?”

Your brow arched slightly at the only imperfection to Rhea’s otherwise flawless makeup, a cheeky grin plastering her uncolored lips as she leant down to whisper softly against your earlobe.

“Didn’t want to make a mess.”

Before you had time to react you feel the feverish heat of Rhea’s lips as she began to devour your neck in heated kisses, a soft whimper vibrating from your chest as you gripped your nails into the subtle flesh of her shoulder blades. You forgot to breathe as Rhea’s hungry kisses turned into sharp nips and eager sucking against your fragile flesh, your head cantering backwards as your girlfriend left her mark upon you.

Your heavy lids fell closed as your spine arched slightly, the aggressiveness of Rhea’s hunger for your skin causing a throaty moan to break through your lips. You hadn’t noticed Rhea’s arms move from your side until her lips retract from your throat and your eyes snap open. Watching curiously as she joined her palms behind her back. Was that it? She was going to rial you up like that and then leave you?

Jutting out your lower lip in a playful pout, you continue to watch her with caution. It wouldn’t be the first time Rhea had tempted you with her womanly ways before disappearing to some work thing.

“I thought we didn’t have time for playing games. Don’t tell me you’re done already.”

A throat chuckled vibrated in Rhea’s chest as she gave you a quick up and down, her palms reemerging to grasp at your hips and effortlessly lift you up to sit upon the sink counter.

“Just getting started, baby girl.”

Rhea purred as her muscular frame took a small step back. You hadn’t noticed the purple bandana in her grasp until she handed it towards you, a small hum leaving your throat as you tentatively reached out to grab it. It was very common that she’d used the small square of fabric in your intimate moments and it didn’t bother you one bit.

Slowly coiling your fingers around the cloth, you chew playfully at your bottom lip. What would it be used for this time you wondered as you awaited further instruction.

“Which sense do I lose this time?”

An eat shit smirk captured Rhea’s lips as she closed the space between you once more, slipping in between your thighs as her heated lips returned to the hollow of your collarbone. Even the slightest touch from her caused you to whimper in desire and this time was no different, your forearms draping over Rhea’s shoulders as you tilted and angled your neck to allow her the best access. You couldn’t imagine what your neck looked like right now, undoubtably the flesh would be embellished with purple and blue bruising by the time Rhea was done. Mami always left her mark.

Painfully slowly, Rhea’s kisses moved back up your neck towards your jaw. You wanted her to kiss you, to feel her lips against yours. Gently craning your neck in attempts to meet her lips, you gasp as Rhea’s fingertips grip around your jaw and turn you away.

“Come on now baby girl, you know the rules.”

Tugging your earlobe softly between her pearly whites, you swallow back a moan as Rhea released your jaw and took a step back.

A devilish glimmer flashed behind Rhea’s gaze as she fixated on her masterpiece, admiring the chain of bruises that claimed your throat like a necklace.

��Be a good girl and put that on for Mami.”

Rhea’s tone dripped with authority as her sapphire hues flicked down to the bandana in your gasp, her plump tongue sliding over her lips before she turned her back on you to head over towards the bathroom door.

Following Rhea’s orders, you chew eagerly at your lower lip. Bringing the purple cloth up to cover your eyes before tying it tightly behind your head, pulling your ponytail free as the soft sound of a click from the door lock muffled through the fabric into your eardrums.

You could only slightly hear the sound of Rhea’s footsteps as she crossed back towards the sink, a tremor running up your spin as her palms slid over the expanse of your thighs. Her touch always caused your skin to pimple, her fingertips like fire and ice against your flesh.

Losing your eyesight caused all your other senses to heighten, making every inch of your skin hypersensitive to Rhea’s touch as she danced her fingertips over the exposed flesh of your thighs. You hated when she tempted you, but more often than not the reward was worth the wait.

“Please don’t tease me.”

You purred as your palms felt around for her own, a soft whimper parting your lips as she slaps your hands away. Rhea didn’t like to be rushed when it came down to pleasing her woman, but her match started in fifteen minutes and you didn’t want to be left high and dry when her job pulled her away.

“Patience princess, let Mami work.”

You could feel her nimble fingers toying with the lace between your thighs as her lips once more returned to the supple flesh of your jugular vein, pearly whites grazing against the pulse point like a lioness waiting to devour its prey.

You hummed softly as Rhea parted your thighs further so she could push her thumb against your sensitive bud, your hips arching towards her as you swallowed the pool of saliva that collected on your tongue.

You wanted to call her name— beg her to just take you but you’d already been warned about the rules and knew to wait until the right time.

Rhea’s thumb paused as she felt your hips shift, the fiery sensation of her lips at your throat disappearing in an instant and were replaced with a firm grip. The pads of her fingers finding just the right spots to make your toes curl.

“Mm—”

The pressure against your throat tightened slightly as the fingers near your core twitched.

“What’s a matter, baby?”

She was testing you. You knew what she wanted but you were more than ready to give it to her, you didn’t want to wait any longer.

Inhaling a shallow breath as Rhea’s fingers slipped skillfully beneath the lace of your panties, you roll you hips eagerly against them.

“Mami, please.”

Rhea slowly curled the tips of her fingers around your jawline, craning your neck down to press her lips feverishly against yours. Her plump tongue wasted no time invading your mouth, as she gently caressed your entrance with two fingertips.

Your tongues battled with dominance against each other as she gently inserted her fingers into the tightness of your core, your back arching and you head falling back as a soft moan parted your lips.

Rhea’s classic eat shit grin claimed her lips as she began to slowly pump her fingers up and down against your slick walls, her warm breath casting across your skin as she moved closer to whisper in your ear.

“That’s my good girl.”

Rhea’s grip still remained locked around your neck as she sucked the shell of your ear between her lip, her two fingers increasing their speed as you greedily rolled you hips. You expected punishment, Rhea hated being rushed and insisted on taking her time with you but the desire to have your girlfriend bring you over that edge was currently in charge.

“Awe, what do you want baby.”

Rhea purred, her lips moving to suckle at the soft spot below your ear as she waited for your response.

You could already feel every muscle in your body beginning to tighten, Rhea’s skilled fingers keeping up their rhythm as you gripped your fingers around the countertop. You wanted more— no, you needed more and you knew just how to get it.

One of your palms moved to snake into Rhea’s slicked back tendrils as you gently forcing against her hold around your throat to find her ear, your voice slightly labored as you spoke.

“I want you, always.”

A throaty chuckle vibrated in Rhea’s chest as she turned into your lips, her palm that clung to you throat dropping to rest upon your thigh as the pace of her fingers quickened.

Curling her fingers against just the right spot, Rhea kissed feverishly against your lips as a plethora of muffled moans fought from your chest. Each pump of her fingers tightening the tension in your stomach like an elastic band waiting to snap.

Breaking your kiss as you pant for air, your hips begin to grind against Rhea’s fingers once more. The fingertips of her free palm gripping onto your leg as to hold you still, you whimper in need as she continued to curl her fingers deep inside you.

“Pl— please, Mami.”

You whimpered as you hips continued to rock against her, desperate for her to bring you to completion.

“Please.”

You panted again. Your fingers tugging at the length of Rhea’s hair as her lips pressed heated kisses along your jaw.

Your begging was like music to Rhea’s ears as she continued to add more to her artwork upon your flesh, her rhythm slowing down only slightly to make you squirm. She was being such a tease and you knew it, but you had limited time and she couldn’t keep you waiting forever.

Tugging at Rhea’s hair to pull her from your pulse point, you tightened your hold to keep her head in place. If you couldn’t get what you wanted, she wouldn’t get what she wanted.

Rhea’s lower lip rolled beneath her teeth as she fought back to urge to stop all her actions all together, the idea of leaving you so close to release flashing through her mind as you gripped tightly to her hair.

“Demiii..”

You whined, wiggling your hips in eager desperation as a throaty chuckle vibrated in Rhea’s chest. Her slender fingers retracting from your upper thigh to coil back around your throat like a serpent.

“Want to try that again, baby girl?”

You knew exactly what she was referring too. When it came to your passionate moments it was always Mami and never Demi, she thrived off the power and you always enjoyed giving her dominant control.

“Mami— I..”

A soft moan from your chest vibrated against Rhea’s palm as she tightened her grip, her lips morphing into a devilish smirk as she watched you intently.

“I ache for you. Let me cum, please.”

Your back arched towards Rhea as she slowly slipped a third finger into the tightness of your core, your slick walls tensing around each digit as she increased the speed of her actions once more. Each pump of her fingers pulling you back towards the edge, towards the euphoria that you craved so much.

A plethora of moans pulled from your throat as you released Rhea’s hair, moving your palm to place it on top of her own as you encouraged her to squeeze tighter. The less air you could consume meant for a higher high when the band finally snapped.

Each thrusting motion of Rhea’s fingers wound up the tension in your stomach, your legs beginning to tremble as you could feel your climax drawing closer and closer.

“Fuuck..”

You purred, as your palms slammed down against the counter to grip tightly at its edge. Your toes beginning to curl and your head lulling back as Rhea’s tight hold around the column of your throat remained fixed.

The edge was close, you could feel it pulling you. Coiling one of your legs around Rhea’s waist you rest your heel in the small of her back as she increases her thrusts, the pad of her thumb finding your sensitive bundle of nerves and rotating counterclockwise.

The extra pressure against your clit caused you to inhale sharply, a satisfied chuckle parting Rhea’s lips as she leant forward slightly to hover her lips against your own. Whispering gently before pressing them together in a heated kiss.

“Be a good girl and cum for Mami.”

Your lips moved against each other in perfect unison, your tongues returning to explore each others mouths as your grip against the counter loosened. Your fingers winding round the back of Rhea’s neck to keep her close as you hips bucked for the last time.

The tension in your stomach reached its breaking point and you let out a pleasured moan as you released yourself over Rhea’s eager fingers that continued to pump through your climax, your head craning back and breaking your kiss as your nails dug into the supple flesh of her neck.

A soft whimper left your lips as Rhea retracted her fingers from deep within your slick walls, your fingertips moving back to play with the ends of her hair as you tried your best to level your breath.

You legs trembling and your inhales labored, you swallow the saliva that pooled on your tongue. A small flinch traveling down your spine as you felt nimble fingers against your ear, the brightness of the room causing you to squint as Rhea removed your blindfold.

“You did so well, princess.”

Rhea uttered as the pads of her thumbs moved to stroke against the apples of your cheeks, her lips curving into a warm simper as she leant forward to press a gentle kiss to your temple before whispering against the shell of your ear.

“Happy Anniversary, baby girl.”

[vintagepresley]

68’ COMEBACK SPECIAL

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader

Word Count: 6745

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, SMUT, SMUT. TONS OF SMUT. Virgin reader, dry humping, oral (m receiving), fingering, praise kink, some daddy talk, teacher/student. Etc etc

Authors notes: I don’t really know what to say about this one. But they call it the COMEback special for a reason, looool. Possible spelling errors. I hope you enjoy!

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“I know baby you can’t lick it, I’ll make you give in.”

It’s the rehearsals for the 68’ Comeback, a huge event that was going to be debuted on NBC for none other than Elvis Presley. This was his huge comeback to the music industry after being away for so long and making movies that he eventually got tired of. This was a TV performance that needed a live audience for him to perform to, you happened to be one of the lucky people who got picked out to be in the audience for the special. Your mother protested it, but you were 20 years old, and this was a once in a lifetime experience. You’ve always been a huge fan of his and had the biggest crush on him much like every other woman in the world. You were so excited to be able to watch his big return and to see some of the behind the scenes for it as they filmed. You were lucky enough to get a seat right at the front of the small square stage. It was bound to be an intimate performance with how close he was to everyone. You had worn a special outfit for the occasion, a black and white short sleeved, mod style dress that your mother thought was too short, but you argued with her that it was the fashion nowadays, you paired that with white stocking that came up just below your knee with black flats to match. You left your hair down and curled it a bit, keeping it held back with a head scarf to match your outfit and a simple pair of earrings, your make up was a light-colored eyeshadow and mascara, making your lashes look like the how the fashion models did theirs and a light shade of pink lipstick. You were hoping it would catch his attention. Please let him notice me.

It was almost time for him to come out as they set up for the stand-up part up the special and much like every other woman in the audience you were so excited, your heart practically beating out of your chest. You couldn’t believe you were going to be seeing Elvis Presley in person and be so close him. The lights in the studio were dimmed and the applause sign going off informing you all to start clapping as he began to walk out onto the stage. You felt your heart sank into your stomach the moment you saw him in that black leather suit, his hair slightly messy but perfect as well. You felt faint by the sight of him, biting down on your bottom lip gently as he took the stage and grabbing his guitar. You didn’t think it was possible for him to be so beautiful in person. Throughout his entire performance you couldn’t keep your eyes off him and the way that tight leather hugged each part of his body, the sweat dripping down his face, and sweat dripping down the part of his chest that was visible. At one point during his performance, he dropped to his knees right in front of you, legs spread wide open, you caught yourself staring at places you knew you shouldn’t have. You quickly looked away from him, hoping he hadn’t noticed you were staring. But... He did.

The two of you now continued to make eye contact with each other and you noticed the smirks that played on his lips each time he looked at you. You thought it was all in your head that he was looking at you, but each time he did, it made you all flustered. Shortly after his performance was done, they announced they would be taking a short break to set up for the sit-down portion of the show. As Elvis was heading back to his dressing room, he stopped and walked over to Jerry who was standing with some of the other guys watching the performance from behind the scenes and he pointed you out in the crowd that was now thinning out as they changed the set-up of the stage, “Ya see that lil’ girl over there, Jerry? Bring her back to my dressing room for me, will ya.” He said patting Jerry on the shoulder before making his way back. Jerry not questioning Elvis’ reasoning went over to where you were and introduced himself to you. “Hey, I uh... I’m Jerry, I work for Elvis, and he wanted me to bring you backstage.” He spoke in a hushed tone. You raised an eyebrow at him with a confused and nervous look on your face. Elvis wants me to come to his dressing room? This can’t be real. “Hi, I’m N/A. Me? Really?Oh, I- Okay, I guess.” You said in an anxious tone. You weren’t sure what was happening or why this was happening. But you couldn’t pass up the opportunity no matter how unsure you were of his intentions.

Jerry gestured for you to follow him and so you did, taking slow deep breaths as you walked past the crowd towards the backstage, nervously playing with your hands. Elvis had made himself comfortable as he waited, he was sat on the big light brown couch that sat in his dressing room, legs spread open and a towel around his neck with his head tilted back against the couch. Once you and Jerry approached his dressing room door, Jerry knocked gently before opening the door, “EP? I’ve got N/A here.” He said and Elvis tilted his head back up with a smile and grabbed a hold of the towel that was around his neck and tossing it to the side, you peered into the crack of the door and caught a glimpse of him, biting your bottom lip. “Well, don’t be shy darlin’ come in..” he said playfully. You slowly made your way into his dressing room, Jerry shutting the door behind you, glancing back at it nervously before turning your attention back to Elvis. He looked gorgeous sitting on that couch, and you couldn’t help but glanced down at his legs wide-open, manspreading as he usually did, he was still sweaty which you thought was so hot, you caught yourself staring at the same place he caught you looking earlier, and you quickly adverted your eyes elsewhere. You could feel your face becoming red especially with the way he was looking you up and down admiring how your dress hugged every curve of your body. You weren’t sure what to say, you were so nervous, and he could tell. “So…N/A?” he hummed. “What did you think of my performance?” he asked with a smile. “Oh, it was amazing! Y-You were amazing as always.” You answered in a fangirlish tone. Oh god, shut up…

Elvis chuckled, “Thank you, honey. Why don’t come sit down… I don’t bite.” he says teasingly. When he called you honey you blushed and felt your knees go weak but snapped yourself back to reality as you slowly walked over to where he was sitting, fumbling nervously with your hands again as you sat beside him. Smoothing out your dress that was now exposing your thighs a bit more. Mother was right… This dress is too short… You took a deep breath as you were now face to face with this beautiful man. You let out a small gasp when he reached over and placed his hand on your right thigh, keeping it there. You hated how he was making you feel right now, it was feelings you never felt before that was building inside of you. “So, tell me about ya self, baby. How old are you?” He spoke lowly in that thick accent of his. You licked your lips slowly as you stared at him, his blue eyes practically staring into your soul as his hand squeezed your thigh a bit. “I’m 20, and um…” you said shyly. You weren’t sure what to say so you just blurted out, “I’ve been a big fan of yours basically all my life!” You giggled nervously. That made him smile and you watched as he scooted over closer to you, the fabric of his leather pants brushing up against your thigh, a part of you hated how much this was turning you on, but another part of you loved it.

You watched as he lifted his hand up from your thigh and up to face, resting it against your cheek and brushing the pad of his thumb against your skin gently. You took a deep breath as you moved closer to him, his facing getting closer to yours, now your lips were inches apart. You stared at those soft full lips of his, biting down on your bottom lip, screaming internally for him to kiss you already. “That pretty lil’ dress caught my attention, baby. But so did those wandering eyes of yours.” He whispered, a smirk forming on his lips. Oh, God… He noticed. You tried to act innocent and play it off, “I have no idea what you mean….” You whispered playfully. “Sure ya don’t, darlin’.” He whispered before crashing his lips against yours, kissing you softly, you kiss him back hungrily, your hands find their way against his chest, gripping his leather suit. You were surprised at your own actions; you were still a virgin and sure you’ve been on dates with guys but the furthest it got was some kissing nothing as intense as this though. You felt Elvis’ right hand against your thigh slowly moving its way up your dress, you reached one of your hands down to grab his arm to stop him, pulling back from him and you look down a bit embarrassed. He raised an eyebrow, and he placed his hand beneath your chin, making you look at him, his eyes now looking at you with concern. “What’s the matter, baby?” he spoke softly. You couldn’t believe you were going say this especially to Elvis Presley, who’s been with tons of girls probably more experienced than you, you sighed softly as you stared into those ocean blue eyes of his, “I-I’ve never done anything like this before. I… I’m a virgin.” He nodded slowly with a small smile. “That’s okay, baby. I won’t hurt ya. But if this isn’t what you want, we can stop. Okay?” you were surprised by his reaction, reaching a hand up to play with your hair, twirling it between your fingers nervously, as you took a moment to think about what he said, shaking your head. “No… I want to, Elvis. I just don’t want you to be disappointed in me being unexperienced.” You say quietly. He chuckled a bit. “Darlin’, I could never be disappointed… I’ll be gentle with you.” he said reassuringly. You bit down on your bottom lip, nodding in response.

He leaned toward you again, his hands finding your waist and gripping it firmly and pulling you closer to him as his lips found their way back to yours, kissing you softly, your arms slipping around his neck as you returned his passionate kisses. His hands on your waist turning you on more and you could feel the dampness that gathered in your panties. One of his hands made their way up your back and finding the zipper of your dress, he mumbled softly against your lips. “Can I take this off, little one?” despite you being nervous about doing this you were also so eager that you nodded your head quickly in response to his question. He began to slowly unzip the back of your dress, raising his hands up to slowly pull the dress down your shoulders and you pulled back from him a bit to help. You stood up slipping off your flats and slipping your dress off, letting it fall to the ground and now you were standing in front of Elvis in just your white bra and panties and knee-high stockings. His eyes scanning every inch of your body, biting down on his lip and you could see the obvious boner growing in his tight leather pants, begging to be released.

He sat up a bit in his seat now a wide smirk forming on his lips, “Can you take your bra off for me, baby?” he said, and you were blushing so much now your face was practically red. Elvis Presley is going to see me naked, this can’t be real. “Sure…” you said shyly, and you reached your hands around to unhook your bra and slowly slipping it off and letting it fall to the floor with the rest of your clothes. The cold air hitting your nipples and causing them to get hard had you immediately bringing your arms up to cover your breasts as you stared at Elvis. He chuckled leaning forward and reaching his hands out to remove your arms, pulling you toward him so you were standing between his open legs. “Don’t do that… I wanna get a good look at ya.” He teased, staring even more intensely at you. Between the look he was giving you and his cock growing harder by the minute in his pants, you were so turned on it was driving you wild, you could feel the wetness growing in your panties more, anxious to see what he was going to say or do next. He moved over now and patted the spot next to him. “C’mere, baby…” the words coming out of his mouth like silk.

You sat down beside him and watching him closely as he reached down to unbutton his leather pants, pushing them down enough just to reveal his hard cock that sprang right out, fully hardened now, you gasped at the length and the grith of his member, biting down your lip as you brought your legs up onto the couch sitting on your knees now, his hand reaching over to wrap around your waist, rubbing his hand gently over your back as his right hand took his cock into his hands, pumping it slowly, precum coating the head of it, he looked at you with a smirk as he spoke softly. “Soo… You’ve never done anything before, little one?” you shook you head slowly, “N-no…. just a bit of kissing.” He nodded with a smirk, his hand still slowly pumping his cock, a small groan escaping him as he spoke, “Well, I’m gon’ teach you so much, baby.” He pulled his hand back from your waist and up to your face, resting his hand against your cheek and letting the pad of his thumb brush lightly over your soft plump lips, and moving his hand to stick two of his fingers into your mouth. “Lemme see you suck on my fingers, baby. Slowly….” He said in a low tone. You were so turned on by this and he’s hardly done anything, and you could feel the heat between your legs growing, your panties practically soaked now as you began to suck on his fingers nice and slow. He watched you intensely as his groans grew a bit louder the faster that he started pumping his cock in his hand. He mumbled between each groan, “Good girl… Good girl.”

He started pumping his fingers slowly into your mouth now and you reached up to hold onto his wrist as your eyes stayed on him as you continued sucking on his fingers and when he saw how comfortable you were becoming, he pushed them a bit further into your mouth. You couldn’t help but gag a bit but continued sucking and now bobbing your head a bit faster. “Fuck, there you go… just relax.” He mumbled as his breathing became heavy; he wanted your mouth on his cock so bad. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth, covered in your salvia now and licked his lips. “That was your first lesson, I think you’re ready for the next….” He used those two fingers you just finished sucking on to gesture for you to lean down toward his cock. You moved in a more comfortable position on the couch still sitting on your knees as you leaned down toward his cock, a bit nervous but excited at the same time. A man has never made you feel the way Elvis was making you feel in this moment. You loved every minute of it. He lined his cock up with your lips and brushed the tip against them slowly, the precum from his cock coating your bottom lip. “Open, baby.” He demanded. His left hand resting against your back rubbing it gently, you slowly open your mouth and wrap your lips around the head of his cock, slowly inching him further into your mouth as much as you could and began to bob your head slowly. He tilted his head back as he let out a soft groan, bringing the hand up that was holding onto his cock to grab hand full of your hair to keep it out of your face as he tilted his head forward, watching you take him in your mouth. “Goddamn… You’re a quick learner.” He cooed. Carefully pumping your head a little faster on his cock. Hearing those words turned you on and made you happy that you were pleasing him the way he liked, you started swirling your tongue around the length of his cock.

“Fuck…. Just like that…. I want you to relax that throat now, baby. Are you ready?” he spoke softly. You responded with a “Mmhmm.” against his cock, preparing yourself for what was to come next, he tightened his grip on your hair and kept your head still as he began to thrust his hips up and plunging his cock deep into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and you gag around it, saliva already gathering at the sides of your mouth, dripping down the sides of his cock. His groans now louder than before. He brought the hand that was resting against your back, down to your throat, brushing his hand gently against it. “Mmm, such a good girl. Just keep that throat relaxed for me.” He said between heavy breaths. His hand moving back to rest against your back, lingering down to your white panties, his fingers tracing over them, giving your ass a gentle slap. You yelped softly against him and now he was he was fucking your mouth at a steady pace, hitting the back your throat each time he thrusted into you, causing more obscene noises to escape you, making a mess on his lap with your salvia. His hand that was resting on your ass moved further down between your legs and he rubbed two of his fingers against the soaked fabric of your panties, pushing his fingers against your folds, a big smirk forming on his lips because of how wet you were for him. You grinded your hips slowly against his fingers and he continued to rub his fingers against your panties, giving you the friction that you’ve been yearning for and now while he was throat fucking you, you were moving your hips back and forth against his fingers at a slow pace, letting out soft mumbled moans against him. His head was tilted back against the couch as his own groans filled the echoing room. “G-goddamn….” He groaned out. You could’ve made him cum right then and there, but he had other plans for you, so he pulled your head back, his cock popping out of your mouth covered in your spit, strings of salvia dripping from your mouth as he pulled you up.

“Damn, baby.” He chuckled softly. “I’m gon’ have so much fun with you.” You couldn’t help but giggle. You couldn’t believe what was happening right now or what you just did for him. But you were wanting more. Much more. He grabbed his cock pushing it back into his leather pants but leaving them unbuttoned now. You were curious about what he was doing, and you began to pout. He caught a glimpse of your face. “Don’t worry… It’ll be back out, little one. I still have much more to teach you.” He said as a small chuckle escaped his lips. “Take your panties off, baby.” He hummed. You stood up from the couch and hooked your fingers between the hem of your panties and slowly slipped them off, kicking them to the side with the rest of your clothing. He patted his right thigh gesturing for you to come sit on his lap, you sat yourself down on him, your legs on either side of him, your pussy now sitting directly on his cock, you could feel every inch through his pants against you, throbbing for you. You reached your arms up to wrap around his shoulders, he leaned forward kissing your now messy lips and trailing kisses down your neck to your shoulder until he reached your breasts, swirling his tongue over your right nipple, grazing his teeth over the sensitive bud. You let out a soft whimper as you watched him, twirling your fingers in his hair gently, he then moved over to do the same to your left nipple before trailing his kisses back up to your lips, kissing you deeply as his hands found their way to your hips, he positioned himself better on the couch, spreading his legs open a bit wider.

He began to grind your hips against him slowly, you let out a small moan feeling the harsh leather against your thighs and your pussy, the friction it was causing against you made your eyes roll back a bit, another soft whimper leaving your lips as you squirmed slightly, Elvis was enjoying seeing you behave this way, it turned him on. He was hardly touching you and you could feel the slick from your pussy dripping onto his pants. He leaned forward and whispered into your ear, “I told you… I’m gonna be gentle with ya.” He smirked as he leaned back and now his hands were squeezing your hips tighter, his fingers digging into your skin as he began to grind you a bit faster on his hips as he slowly began to move his own up against you. You couldn’t contain the next sound that escaped your lips, a soft whimpering moan. How was is possible for him to make you feel this way? He wasn’t even inside of you. He was driving you crazy now, but the smirk on his face said it all. He got off on this. Heavy petting. You wanted to take this leather off, you wanted him to just fuck you already, but he shook his head when you tried. “Uh uh… No, darlin’. What did I say? I’m gonna teach you how to please me.” He said sternly. You pouted but went along with it because you were still new to this. He lifted his hips a bit to thrust against you and you gasped softly feeling the harsh leather hit your clit as he grinded your hips slower and deeper against him, your slick leaving streaks along his pants each time you moved against him, your juices dripping down his pants. You blushed at the sight of how wet he had gotten you. The sounds of your soft moans growing louder and his groans filling the room, you almost forgot where you were for a minute until you heard movement outside the door.

You tried your best to not be so loud, but it was hard when Elvis was pushing you deeper into this ecstasy of passion, now he let go of your hips and rested his hands behind his head and he grinned, “Go ahead, baby… Show me how much you want my cock..” He said teasingly. Your hands gripped at the collar of his leather suit as you now began to grind yourself against his pulsing bulge, moving yourself faster as you humped him, your breathing becoming heavier by the second and your moans louder, he didn’t take his eyes off you as he watched you proudly, biting on his bottom, groaning loudly. You slowed your movements, and they became long and slow, the slick from your pussy dripping down your thighs now. Your hands moving up to grab at his hair, tugging and pulling at his dark locs. You couldn’t hold on much longer and you whispered almost breathless into his ear, “I-I’m gonna cum... E-Elvis....” he heard those words, and he shook his head, grabbing your hips and stopping you. “Not yet, little one.” He said softly. You let out a small whine. You desperately wanted him to just fuck you already. But this was his game. He enjoyed the foreplay.

Now he was lifting you up and turning you around on top of him, you let out a small yelp because you weren’t expecting the sudden change and now your back was facing him, comfortably placing your knees on either side of him again, you weren’t sure what he was doing now. He slouched down against the couch to get in a better position, holding your hips, you could now feel his cock directly up against your ass, and you wiggled it against his cock teasingly, the harsh leather rubbing in between your ass, you were getting used to the feeling of it and was enjoying how rough it felt against your skin, he pulled you back so that you were resting against his chest and he began to slowly grind his hips up against you, the bulge in his pants moving up against your ass and he kept one hand on your hips and moved the other down between your legs, trailing his hand up and down against your thighs, your eyes fluttered shut as you exhaled sharply at the feeling of his hands so close to where you were wanting him, your arms reaching up to wrap around his neck, your hands getting tangled in his hair as your body is now stretched out on top of him, he leans his head down a bit, kissing at your neck soft and you whimper softly when you finally feel his hand where you needed it, against your wet heat. He moved two fingers between your dripping wet pussy lips, and now you started to grind not only against his fingers in desperation, but your ass was moving against his cock, the friction from both ends driving you insane as he continued to kiss your neck. He lifted his head up a bit to peek at his fingers that were now covered in your juices, mumbling softly against your soft skin, “Fuck. I love how wet that pussy is just for me….” He brought his lips back to your neck. You got flustered by his words, whining softly as you spoke shakily, “P-Please… I want to feel you inside of me….”

He smirked, gliding his fingers back between your wet folds as his hips continued to grind up against your ass a bit faster now, his groans vibrating against your neck, rubbing one of his fingers against your sensitive clit in slow circular motions, causing your legs to shake a bit and a louder moan escaping you, tugging at his hair now, while you continued to grind your ass up against him, he moved his hand up that was holding your waist to your breasts, squeezing them gently, he started kissing on a different part of your neck now, leaving his mark on you. Two of his long fingers now slowly inching into your tight wet pussy, he took his time getting them inside of you as you stretched around them, but he could feel you tightening back up. You couldn’t control the loud high pitched moan that escaped you, your head tilting back in pleasure, your eyes shut tightly as you felt his fingers deep inside you, you whimpered the words, “Fuckkkk..” under your breath as he slowly began to pump them inside of you, the wet sounds filling the air as he pumped them a bit faster once you adjusted around them. “Good girl, good girl… Taking my fingers nice and deep in that pussy.” He whispered softly against your ear.

His words having you on the brink of cumming all over him. He’s been teasing you this whole time that you didn’t think you could wait any longer. He moved his hand down from your breasts and back to your hips now grinding your ass against him at a quicker pace, while also having you ride his fingers as they pumped deep inside you. Your face against his, leaving sloppy kisses against his lips as you moaned out in pleasure, pulling tighter at his hair, his groans long and low against your mouth, your toes curling from the stimulation of his fingers and his cock grinding up against you in sync together. You whimper in between your moans trying to form a sentence, “I-I… I’m going to cum. P-Please… C-Can I, daddy?” you begged against his lips. You never thought you’d be saying those words. But you could not hold back any longer, the orgasm that was building inside of you was screaming to get out. “Cum for me, little one…” He whispered softly against your lips giving them another kiss. Hearing those words were all you needed for that sweet release and as your body moved once more, you were gripping tightly at his hair and he hissed softly at the feeling as he groaned out loudly at your movements and as your body tensed up above him, your mouth forming an O shape as you finally reached the orgasm that had be building up, your eyes rolling back in pleasure as you cum all over his fingers, the euphoric feeling taking over and your body squirmed above him as you rode out your orgasm against him, breathing heavily as your movements came to a slow stop, your body weak from being over stimulated.

“Damn, baby… You made a mess. I ain’t finished with you yet.” He chuckled softly. Your eyes widen at the sound of his words. Yet? YET? You didn’t think you could take anymore, even though you were still desperate to feel his cock inside of you. You watched as he brought his fingers that was covered in your juices up to his lips and tasting you. You blushed at the sight, biting your bottom lip as you heard a soft, “Mmm.” escape his lips. You sat up now in his lap and turning yourself back around to face him, kissing his lips softly to taste yourself. He brought out a different side of you... Someone you didn’t think you were, but around him… You would do anything he asked. Anything to please him. “How does my girl taste, hm?” he said teasingly. His girl? The sound of that made you want to melt right into him. “Yummy….” You whispered against his lips. You glanced down at his pants to see he was still hard as a rock. How was that even possible? You then noticed he had came all over the inside of his pants, a bit of it was seeping out at the top, you brought your hand up to your mouth and giggled softly. He raised an eyebrow at you and then looked down to see his pants. He chuckled softly, “Ahh, shit… That’s your fault, ya know?” he said playfully. “Don’t you have to go back out to perform, Elvis?” you asked. “Ha, yeah. Well… Bill won’t be too happy about me ruining the pants.” He laughed.

Now he was slowly unbuttoning the leather jacket and removing it, exposing his chest and you reached up to rub your hands gently over his skin, your fingers twirling through some of his chest hair, you leaned forward pressing light kisses against his chest, his skin so soft and a bit sweaty still and you couldn’t help but inhale his scent, glancing up at him with a smile as your eyes met his. “So… What are you going to teach me next?” you say teasingly. He was enjoying this side of you, a grin forming on his lips as he spoke, “I’m gonna give ya what you want, little one.” Your eyes widened with excitement, and he grabbed your hips and lifted you up, and switching positions now so that you were laying down on the couch. You loved the way he manhandles you. Nipping at your bottom lip as you watched him with excitement hovering above you, you could feel yourself getting wet all over again just from the sight of him. He grabbed a hold of your thighs, spreading your legs wide open for him as he moved himself between you, pressing you up against his leather pants, your eyes rolling back from the feeling of it against your bare pussy, grinding himself slowly up against you. You took a deep breath as he did, you were hoping he was done with his teasing. You needed him more than he knew. He hooked his arms around your thighs and brought them up toward him, you wrapped them around his waist tightly and now he was pressed firmly right up against you, his hands resting by either side of your head against the couch and he started grinding himself up against you a few more times, as he leaned down kissing along your breasts as he moved his hips back and forth humping your pussy, the leather causing so much friction between the two of you he finally couldn’t take it anymore and he reached a hand down in between the both of you with his left hand, tugging his pants down a bit just enough to pull his girthy member out.

He now lined himself up with your pussy that was dripping with your slick all over again and throbbing in desperation for him, you brought your hands up to his broad shoulders, pulling him closer to you so that his chest was pressed against your own and now he was guiding his cock between your folds and circling the head against your sensitive swollen clit. You let out a soft moan the anticipation of him being inside of you building. You were nervous, but more than ready to feel him inside of you. His beautiful blue eyes staring deep into your N/A eyes, pressing a soft kiss against your lips and he whispered softly, “Are you ready to take me inside of you, baby?” You nodded your head slowly, “Yes, please…” you cooed. You were bracing yourself now as you felt him pushing the head of his cock inside of you, inching slowly and carefully. He groaned softly, “Fuck… So, fucking tight for me…” He whispered. You whimpered softly from the pain, clawing lightly at his back as you felt him pushing himself inside. He gave your lips another gentle kiss. “Just relax, baby….” He said with such warmth in his voice. You nodded. You were slowly stretching out around his cock and slowly adjusting to his size, the feeling going from pain to pleasure. You tilted your head back moaning softly, he felt so good deep inside of you, filling you up. “You okay, baby?” He whispered through a soft groan, brushing his hand against your face. You nodded with a smile and now he began to pump his hips against you slowly, your moans growing louder with each thrust that he made.

His lips finding yours again, each of your moans vibrating against each other’s lips, your hands clawing deeper at his back and piercing the skin as he began to pick up the pace and moving quicker into you. He groaned out loudly, “Fuck, you feel so good around my cock...” he hissed and now he plunged his cock deep into you, his breathing becoming heavier which each movement, his hands placed back at either side of your head, gripping the fabric of the couch tight between his fingertips and now you were moving up against him. The sounds you were both making growing louder and louder by the minute, your eyes fluttering shut from the amazing sensation. You couldn’t believe that you were fucking Elvis Presley. This didn’t feel real to you at all. But it was. Now his hips were slamming into your own roughly, and you began to moan his name out over and over and louder, “Elvis.. Elvis… ELVIS….” Someone was bound to hear what was happening in here now. Your hands moved down from his back to his ass and squeezing it tightly through his pants with a playful smirk on your lips and keeping them there as you both were reaching that euphoric peak. Beads of sweat running down his face, his hair sticking to his forehead, he looked beautiful. You whimpered loudly from the feeling of how deep his cock was in you and all the spots he was hitting just right. You didn’t think you’d be able to cum twice, but he was about to prove you wrong.

He his head was now buried into your neck and your hands gripped his ass tighter and you whispered against his ear almost breathless, “E-Elvis, baby… I-I-I’m gonna cum….” You were hoping he was close as well, you wanted him to fill you up with his cum, make you his. When he heard your words, it only forced him to fuck you deeper, harder and as he groaned out against your neck, his words coming out mumbled and airy when he spoke, “D-Do you want me to cum inside you, baby? O-Or pull out?” Bringing your hands back up and tangling it into his messy hair, you practically begged as the words left your mouth holding him close to you, “P-Please….. C-Cum inside of me, Elvis… Please…” That’s all he needed to hear, you were both on the edge of your orgasm and he thrusted one more time inside of you, his hips bucking as he let out a loud moan against your ear and you felt the sweet release of his cum filling you up as he reached his orgasm and yours followed immediately after, moaning out his name at the top of your lungs, cumming all over his cock, the both of you riding out your orgasms together until your movements come to a stop and his body falls against your own, his head resting against your chest as the both of you try to catch your breath. Your hands brushing his hair softly as you glanced down at him.

You suddenly hear a loud knock on the door that nearly makes you jump. You hear a strange man’s voice who’s accent you couldn’t place. “Elvis! You were supposed to be back out on that stage 10 minutes ago!” he shouts. Elvis lifts his head up to look at the door as he shouts back, “Alright, Colonel. I’ll be out in a minute!” he the mumbles under his breath, “Goddammit.” Before he looks up at you with a smile and cupping your face in his hands as he kisses your lips, whispering against them, “This was amazing, baby. Will you stay and wait here for me after the show?” he smiled. You couldn’t help but smile widely at his words and you nodded your head slowly, “Of course.” You hummed. He planted another kiss on your lips, pulling himself out and climbing off you and standing up to put his leather jacket back on and walking over to the mirror to fix himself. You bit down on your lip as you felt the warmth of his seed seeping out of you and you turned yourself over onto your side, your right hand resting against your head. You just stared at him, admiring him, and giggling as he looked down at his pants again forgetting what he had done in them earlier. “Ah fuck it….” He mumbled as he pulled his pants back up and buttoned them, shaking his head. “All your fault, little one.” He laughed. He came back over to you to steal another kiss from your lips.

A louder knock coming from the door, the Colonel yelling, “ELVIS.” And he rolls his eyes as he hears the man’s voice again. “Alright, alright, I’m coming, goddammit!” You giggled and he shook his head with smirk as he headed for the door, looking back at you as he opened it. “Don’t ya go anywhere, darlin’” as he spoke softly giving you a wink and then shutting the door behind him as he walked out.

You shifted around to lay on your back again, staring up at the ceiling, smiling to yourself happily, bringing your hands up to cover your face, still processing what just happened and thinking to yourself, Elvis Presley just took my virginity.. Oh my god…

PART TWO :))

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Make Me Feel Good - Supergirl x Male Reader

Warnings: Fluff 🥰 and Smut 💕 (Pretty Heavy Smut, which includes anal and oral sex)

18+

"Y/N... You Make Me Feel Good about myself"

"You too... Golden Curls"

Credit goes to suestormicons for the Rebirth Supergirl edits

'Orange words are inner thoughts of the characters'

Within the home of a nerdy, geeky girl and a boy out of time, the Kryptonian and the Space Human Cowboy, The Maiden of Might and the Un-Killable One, the Girl of Steel and the Man with the Fastest Draw in the Universe, these two people were known to the World as Supergirl and the Gunslinger, their names being Kara Zor-El and Y/N Venj, Kara going under the identity Kara Danvers to blend into Humanity as a Human, Y/N undergoing a little name change, with his last name of course... L/N. She was happy with him staying, staying with her as the two passionately kiss like their hearts desire it.

"Make me yours baby, I'm all yours" The Girl of Steel whispered sexually into his ear, continuing their make out session afterwards, his hands dragging all around her suit, feeling the soft texture of her uniform, her skirt, her skin and his favourite thing about her suit? The cape.

He thinks it makes her look adorable, a hot blondie in a red cape, donning an S on her uniform and cape? Was he the only one who found it adorable and hot? Especially since her breasts make it an excuse to look at the House of El glyph on her tight and flexible uniform and he loves it when she wraps him around with her cape, feeling protected as their bodies contact each other.

She loves the way he moves, the way he talks, his attitude especially, just some cool ass space cowboy with paracausal powers.

"Oh this is a better idea than we originally planned, oh Rao, fuck!" she moans as Y/N goes for her neck, pinning her to the wall despite leaving a dent due to the collision, as his hand reaches under her thigh and lifts it up, knee high up to his waist as he continues to work on her neck, kissing and nibbling which was making her squirm like the last time they did this, his other hand caresses her glyph, massaging her breasts as she lets out more soft moans.

The two had just came back not long ago, planning to watch a movie and have a takeaway for dinner but... It was clear that both parties wanted something more than those two things.

She thought he would be going back to his Earth, his own timeline, but he had other thoughts, not leaving the girl he cherished since he was introduced to her firstly in the city she protected as her heroic identity.

*

Y/N came from a more different future than the main timeline, his timeline's future didn't have what he's within now, there was no Superman, no Justice League, there was nothing like that.

Instead... There was a growing conflict between two entities, Light and Dark, that was it...

He grew up to a mentor that was the fastest draw within the Solar System, they called him Cade, he was like a Father Figure to him since he was an Orphan, his parents tragically died during an all out invasion from an alien race, but Earth was defended by what were called... The Risen.

The Risen were those gifted with extraordinary powers, gifted from the Light itself, able to bend cosmic nature and other uses of elemental power to use it as a weapon.

How did you gain this power? Well... It was a time of telling.

Fires burning, Earth was scorching, suns were fading almost, Darkness was winning, until a New Light shined bright upon you, being chosen as the Earth's saviour.

You pushed back the growing Darkness, all the way to the end... Until you were brought into a different world upon vanquishing the evil that lurked.

Here... You were in a timeline if it were the same as yours, Superman existed, there was a Justice League and there were many heroes... You felt like a stranger to this world, which you were... Until you met...

Her.

* "So... You're saying that there's someone here, my age, in this city that can help me get used to this Earth?" A curious Y/N asked as he was being carried by the Man of Steel himself.

"My cousin can show you the ropes around here, I know she'll love to have a new friend with her day to day life, especially with both her jobs as Supergirl and Kara Danvers, we'll be meeting her at the DEO upon the agreement" the man said proudly as Y/N's eyes widened at this.

"She? You HAVE a cousin who has the exact same powers you have and It's a SHE?!! Why am I getting told this now??" he sounded a little distraught... And a little nervous, who knows what she's gonna be like? 'I hope she ain't too crazy or otherwise, we're gonna have problems'

"I thought you already knew? Oh well, don't worry, I know Kara won't hurt a fly... I think"

"Yeah, you think?" He said brashly, rolling his eyes as Clark chuckled.

"You'll be fine with her, I know that for sure, if you're not sure of staying here in National City for a bit, then you can come back to the Hall of Justice, the decision is up to you" The Man of Tomorrow gave him the option that still stood for Y/N, he mostly thought about it before coming to a conclusion.

"We'll see when I meet her, I wanna see what's she's like first" he sighed a little.

It wasn't long till they got to National City, upon the view, it did remind him a lot of a city he used to live in back in his timeline before it was destroyed, ravished by the Darkness that had arrived to Earth during that time.

"Well we're here" Clark landed at the DEO, putting down Y/N as he swiped any cloud dust off of his outfit, before pulling down his hood, looking at his surroundings.

"Okay... This looks, alright, not as good as the Tower but... it's alright, still doesn't mean I'm staying here though"

"We'll soon see about that" Clark replied.

"I'm just saying Supes, no offense, if your cousin is anything crazy or something? I swear I am definitely going back to..." he stopped in his tracks upon eying... Her

She wore a bright blue tunic made of Kryptonian fabrics showing off the red custom S glyph surrounded with a diamond shaped shield with a yellow background to make it stand out; proudly wearing it like her cousin, a red cape attached to her tunic which also donned the S diamond shielded glyph coloured all yellow, a red skirt with a gold laced belt above it, red high-knee boots, and she had golden blonde flowing hair with blue eyes gorgeous as the oceans.

He laid eyes upon Supergirl.

Clark had told him she was the same age as him, both being 18 years old, it was Kara's birthday not long ago.

She took notice of the arrival of both parties and goes to hug her cousin, exchanging words with each other in the meanwhile...

You were in your little daydream.

When she looked at you, all you saw was love hearts flowing around her 'Wow she's... She's beautiful and h-h-hot' she flicks her golden locks as she smiled at you gracefully, winking and smirking as she approached you, blowing a kiss toward you not long after as you stared at her... Though that was only in your head...

"Uh, Kal? Is he alright?" Supergirl asked her cousin, looking at the boy with concern on her face as her leans down to her.

"Yeah, he's just nervous" he whispers to his cousin before shaking Y/N, making him jump a little.

"Oh uh, I'm here, what's going on?" he asked with an eyebrow cocked up before looking back at Supergirl, tensing up a little.

"Kara, remember the boy I told you about? The one you agreed to help get him comfortable with on our Earth? This is him" Clark asked his cousin as she got a little excited, now knowing this is the boy she's now standing in front of.

"Wait, this is him? The boy who's from another timeline?! Y/N is it?" she immediately reached her hand out to him, offering to shake his hand as he looked at it and her a few times.

"Uh... Y-yeah, Y/N's name, ugh no, name's Y/N, I uh... Hi" he nervously chuckled but shook her hand nonetheless, surprisingly surviving the hand shake, no bones were broken.

"It's so good to meet you Y/N, you can call me Kara, but... Supergirl is the name known to all!" she posed like a superhero, resulting in him blushing a little as she did look cute doing so.

"I know you'll be showing him around, which is why I've gotten him a secret identity to go with yours, he'll tell you the rest of the details, if he's made up his mind of staying here for the time being with you" Clark looked at him as Y/N's thoughts ran rapidly through his head, in front of him was a pure, beautiful blonde girl with blue eyes, wearing a red cape, surely nothing would go wrong?

"Uh... I do change my head, I-I m-mean mind, I'm actually staying, you seem... hot-I mean cool, yeah, cool" he began rubbing his arm nervously as the Girl of Steel stared at him with a blank expression, before her cheeks turned a rosy red, blushing from his brief word vomit.

"Well... I'll just leave you both to it then, I can't stay, gotta back to Metropolis for Lois needs help with something important" Clark began to back up a little.

"Oh, yeah, no worries, I can take it from here, it's good to see you Cuz, hope to see you again soon" Kara faced him as he was about to leave.

"You will, I'll be checking in with you about him soon, oh one more thing, he'll be staying at yours!" he reminded to tell her as Y/N looked wide eyed at this.

"Already got that covered! Bye Cuz!! ~" she waved as he left, leaving her alone with Y/N within the DEO, she looked at him and placed her hand on her arm - "So ~" she started off - "you like donuts? I know a place"

"You kidding? Who doesn't like donuts?!"

* For the better... Supergirl had lots of fun with you being around her, starting off as just friends, yous telling each other about who they are, what their lives were like behind the gun and cape, beyond your superhero life.

When she struggled at high school due to still trying to get used to Earth technology, she least expected you to turn up at her school within the same class she took,

Meeting the Director (Director Cameron Chase) of the DEO was... Interesting to say at least, it's not like one of her Agents misunderstood you for the enemy, wasn't the first time you were misunderstood and fired upon by other Government Agencies.

You showed her why your the fastest draw of the galaxy not long after, issuing a classic Mexican Standoff with some B-grade Villain, she was rather... Impressed that you were fast, almost as fast as her though she challenged you to a game of skeet not long after.

"Well, let's see who's faster?" she smirked, hands on her hips as she gave him a teasing smile.

"You're on Goldie Locks!" he readied his hand cannon, smirking with her.

Over the course, Superman would check in on your progress, Kara filling him in with all the details, he could tell there was something else going on, especially with how Kara felt around you, you both were just friends from the looks of it but as he looked closer, he could tell Kara had some sort of feelings toward him, how he knew this?

Through Barbara Gordon.

They had to drop by Gotham for a little investigation, you were there also, talking away with Barbara about gadgets and other things.

*

"Kara, mind if we have a chat?" Clark asked her cousin as she stood with Robin and Batman at the computer.

"Sure Cuz, guessing it's about Y/N huh?" she happily accepted as the two cousins walked off to talk privately, waving at Barbara and Y/N as she walked out with her cousin.

"I've noticed your very comfortable with Y/N around, how's things going between you and him behind the cape?" he asked her as she brightly smiled upon being asked.

"Are you kidding? He's amazing! He's like a Super-Friend to me, someone to talk to on a daily basis, he's met my foster parents and they love him! He's also great at art and all that stuff too! I know it's been two weeks since you last checked in but he's slowly getting used to his new surroundings, I think he likes it here" Kara gushed about him, she felt really happy around him and Clark could tell but... He wanted to tell her something that could break her heart.

"Good, it's good to hear he's adapting but I also brought you aside because... We've managed to get into contact with his Earth and it looks like he'll be able to go back soon as it is, we're all working on a way to send him back to his home" Clark told him as this made Kara's facial expression turn from happy and cheerful, to gutted and saddened.

"Oh... Well... Th-That's g-good" she looked down at the floor beneath her as her cousin looked at her with a sorrowful expression, knowing how she feels toward him by looking at her face, he could tell she was in love.

"Kara ~" he placed his hand on her shoulder, making her look back up at him - "I know how you feel around him, you kept looking back at him and... I heard you talking about him with Barbara" this made her blush red immediately, she began stuttering, but couldn't believe he was listening into her "girl talk" with Barbara.

"Kal that was a private convo! You weren't supposed to listen!! ~" she hissed quietly before sighing - "But, knowing he's going back soon, I-I don't know if I can" she looked down again, her face filled with a deepened sadness.

"Then tell him how you feel before it happens ~" he suggested - "I know I was like this with Lois, butterflies in the stomach, feelings gushing about, looking at her when she wouldn't look back, I've seen it in your face, tell him how you feel Kara, before he goes back to his Earth" he comforts her as she looks back up with a slight smile.

"I know but... I'm just... Scared to tell him, and now that he's going back to his Earth, what's the point? This just... ~" Kara huffed before thinking of something - "What if he can... Stay here? On our Earth?" Kara wondered, asking her cousin this as he didn't know what to tell her.

"I don't know what to tell you but... It's up to him if he wants to stay, but knowing how much he misses his home, he'll want to go back, but hey... At least he'll remember the good memories he spent here, and I think that's worth while, but you should tell him how you feel Kara, because I think he likes you too, I've seen it in his face also" Clark smiled, comforting his cousin once more.

"You really think so? That he likes me?" she asked him.

"From what I've seen? Yes, I think he does, but don't leave it too late, we don't know how long till we eventually find a way to his Earth since his Earth's coordinates are... Out of place" he tried finding the right word.

"Thanks Cuz" she hugged him, Clark accepted it no long after

*

Though things were a little awkward with Kara after her conversation with Clark, especially living with you as her roommate for now, there were moments where she almost gave in to kiss you right then and there as the same went for you, both conditionally having feelings without saying anything, but this would start to begin something very...

Special.

*

Supergirl swoops on down, joining up with the rest of the heroes from the JLA upon the aftermath of dealing with a huge situation that Y/N played a big part in.

Supergirl looks toward Y/N who is currently fiddling around with his gun, reloading a cylinder canister of rounds within it before holstering it, locking the gun into place with a retracted sound.

She always thought it was cool when it did that, as she wondered what type of technology his Earth has.

Thoughts ran through her head as she approached him, now that the situation had been dealt with and everyone regrouped together, Kara wanted to return to National City for the night.

She really wanted to tell him how she felt, she's only left it for a few days, trying to build up confidence.

Upon agreeing to go home with her, the two said their goodbyes and left, Kara carrying him in her arms, bridal style.

She was very quiet, lost in her thoughts 'Should I tell him how I feel? How will he react? Does he really have feelings for me? Or am I just imagining this?' she couldn't stop thinking to herself, let alone, she was nervous to say anything.

"You're awfully quiet?" he asked the Maiden of Might, pointing it out as Kara looked at him for a brief moment.

"Yeah, pretty tired that's all" she lied, putting on a smile.

"Really? The Girl of Steel? Who is literally a ray of sunshine and rainbows, never runs out of energy... Is tired? ~" he laughed - "Kara... I can tell something is wrong by looking in your face... You have something going on behind that smile of yours" he smirked as Kara huffed a smile before stopping herself from flying, staying stationary in the air.

She takes a deep breath and looks at him - "A few days ago when we were in Gotham, at the Batcave, Kal told me that the League has found a way to contact your Earth and establish communications, within the next two weeks... You'll be going back"

"Wait? Really? Huh? I wasn't told that? Guess -"

"I was supposed to tell you because I... Wanted to be the one to tell you" Kara quickly interrupts, her frown saddening as she looks away.

Y/N took notice of this and then... He smirked - "No? You're actually sad about me leaving? Aww Kara, I'm touched" his heart melted as she looked back at him, beginning to blush.

'C'mon Kara, just say it, SAY IT! Tell him you like him! Tell Him before it's too late!!' Kara argued with her own thoughts, staring into his eyes as he cocked an eyebrow.

"Um... You stopped flying Kara and you're blushing... Is there something else you want to say?" he pointed out her stationary levitating state, holding him in her arms to keep him safe on the flight home, Kara's blush deepened as she began to chuckle nervously and saddened her frown.

"It's just that... *sigh* Y/N, for the past month and a half after Kal introduced us... To know that you'll be back within two weeks... I ~" she couldn't keep eye contact as she chuckles down a lump in her throat, Y/N looking concerned - "I... I've had thoughts constantly run through my head... Thoughts about you and... How happy you make me and... Now that you'll be gone soon, I don't know how to tell you this but... I... Have feelings.. For you" she blushed a rosy red upon finishing, looking away sheepishly as her cape flapped behind her in the gentle wind.

Y/N's eyes went wide as he kept his gaze on Kara, admitting she had feelings for him, but after all this time, he also had feelings for her, and it all started when he first met her, love at first sight.

He smiled and chuckled softly - "Kara" he called her name, gaining her attention as she sheepishly blushed upon looking at him, gazing into his eyes, he found it cute the way she was right now.

"I know, I know what you're gonna say, you don't need to *smack* MMMFLGHHH!" she was cut-off... With a pair of lips on hers 'He's kissing me!! Oh... mmphh, his lips'

She melted into the sudden kiss with a smile rising on her face, her stomach filled with butterflies as her heart pounds in her chest, the smacking of their lips together fills her with joy as she enjoys the taste of his lips.

He pulls back after a long minute and chuckles with Kara - "Strawberries" he tasted the sweet Chapstick on Kara's lips, complimenting it as she blushes and smiles brightly.

"You-You kissed me, does that mean?" she looked at him with hopeful eyes 'Obviously he does Kara, he freaking kissed you!!'

"Haha, Kara... I liked you since the day my eyes fell on you, when I thought you were... Beautiful *begins to blush* and hot... I actually thought you blew me a kiss which in reality you didn't but... It was love at first *smack* -" he was now interrupted with Kara's pair of lips on his, kissing him back even harder, slightly making out a little as she moaned softly into his mouth, his arms outstretched around the crook of her neck.

"Mwah! *giggle* I guess we're even now ~" she giggles afterwards, smiling with a cute expression - "Though I know you're going in two weeks, I just... Want to make this last, before then" Kara gave him the sweetest smile she's ever given, melting Y/N's heart as he pulled her in for a quickie.

"Muah! *chuckle* Exactly what I thought too, and we will... What we doing when we're back?" he asked as she then smirked, thinking of something... Breath-taking.

It's something the two will remember for the rest of their lives.

*

As the two weeks pass by, the two enjoying their relationship while it lasts, it being sweet, cuddly, soft-core and heart-warming, Kara was like the spoon to you, she was this cute ball of fluff who has a side to her to never piss off, especially when it came to another girl flirting with you, whether they were a hero or not.

When the time came for him to go back, Kara was a little upset, she admitted to having fun with you while it lasted.

As she along with other fellow Heroes who helped make contact with Y/N's Earth, his Commander and another fellow Risen were the ones to confront him finally, exchanging words as the time was now.

He agreed to go back with them but he wouldn't go until he shared one "last" kiss with Supergirl, smiling at her as a few tears ran down her face.

Upon nearing the portal with his own allies, he stopped for a moment, looked back at everyone before his eyes fell on Kara...

And you gave her a wink.

"Actually... I've changed my mind" he called out, the Commander and the other Risen solider looked back at him with a questioned face.

The others behind looked a little shocked to say at least, Supergirl being the most shocked as her heart began to beat faster.

"What? What did you just say? After all of that trouble to get you back, you've changed your mind?" the Risen soldier's tone got annoyed, before sighing.

"Let him speak his words, I need to hear this" the Commander stepped in, his hand preventing Eli from ripping Y/N a new one.

"Commander, I know this may sound, displeasing but... I've now just realised that if I leave... I'll be leaving something important to me behind ~" he turns round, smiling toward the girl he loves - "I'll be leaving the girl I've came to love behind ~" he extends his hand out to her - "Come here Golden Curls" the Maiden of Might begins to burst out of joy, giggling happily as she floats over to take his hand.

Her giggles stop as she pulls herself in for a quick kiss, landing on the ground as she embraced him by wrapping one arm around him and her other hand on his chest as the two smiled adoringly at each other, all that sadness in Kara disappeared completely with a click of a button, being drained out with her rays of sunny goodness and cheerfulness as she always is when she's happy.

"Her name is Kara Zor-El, some of her friends know her as Kara Danvers, but everyone knows her as the Maiden of Might, the Girl of Steel; Supergirl, but to me? She's my Goldie Locks, Golden Curls and... My Angel of the Sky ~" he couldn't take his eyes off of her as his smile grew bigger along with hers, blushing hard not long after - "I can't imagine my life without her, and neither can she... So ~" he looks at the Commander - "I'm staying, for her... And for the allies and friends I made here" he looks at the heroes behind him with a smile, all standing proud and smiling as he gave his change of heart to his Commander.

All the Commander does is let out a sigh... Before smiling, looking upon Y/N to speak his words - "Cade would be proud of the person you've become, I wished he was here to witness this, he made a wise choice taking you in, he knew your father and your mother, he was as devastated when he heard the news of their deaths, leaving you alone *long thought before sighing* just know that I am proud of you also, you've become something greater than just a Risen, you've become a Guardian to our people, and the people of this Earth, I bid you the best of farewells, Godspeed Y/N, you will need it along with you all and thank you" he sent his regards nodding his head before disappearing through the portal, Eli said nothing, smirking, baring him farewells also before leaving.

Upon now staying here, he was given quite the heart-warming ovation, Flash even hinting on letting Y/N join the League which the Space Cowboy declined, but would only join if Supergirl were to join.

It wasn't long till you wanted to go back to National City, wanting to be cuddled with Kara's cape and be drowned in kisses with her.

"So? Wanna kiss and cuddle on the couch? Have your cape as the blanket?" he asked as she was flying with him in her arms, above the clouds as they both admiringly give each other looks of affection.

"Sure, wanna get a takeaway and watch TV? A movie perhaps?" she asked giving him a peck on the lips as the city came into view, a beautiful view with the dusky sky around them.

"I'd love that" he smiled but as he looked into Kara's eyes, he saw something else... Heart eyes, her eyes filled with lust, craving for one thing.

'Actually? Y'know what? I really wanna fuck him so bad, he's got me in the mood for it' she thought to herself, biting her lip, thinking of dirty thoughts as she did want to try a few different things when it came to it.

"Or... I have another idea of what we could do" she smirks, her sex drive kicking in as he knew exactly what she was thinking.

*

"Mmmffpp! Mmmm-mhh!" the sounds of smacking lips and moans coming from Kara as soon as you both arrived, you played hard to get before Kara used her super-speed to catch you, taking your hand cannon and placing it on the living room table before you began removing the top half of your outfit, showing off your hot body to Kara's eyes as she giggled seductively, her eyes craved for you as she wrapped her cape around the two of you, continuing to make out.

Both trying to dominate each other with the kissing, the smacking of their lips intensifying as tongues danced in each other's mouths, you kicking off your boots.

"Y/N... You Make Me Feel Good about myself" she whispers with lust in his ear, turning him on more as her hands slipped down his back, slowly and softly feeling his skin on her hands as she purred.

She let out a gasp as his hands squeezed her breasts, her grinning hard afterwards with a giggle - "You too... Golden Curls" he smirked as she giggled more, pulling him into a deep kiss, their lips began dancing as she began leading him to the kitchen, where things began to get a little heated.

"Make me yours baby, I'm all yours" The Girl of Steel whispered sexually into his ear, continuing their make out session afterwards, his hands dragging across all around her suit, feeling the soft fabric of her uniform, her skirt, her skin and his favourite thing about her suit? The cape, especially when she has it draped over her shoulders.

He thinks it makes her look adorable, sexy and powerful, a hot blondie in a red cape that drapes over her shoulders, donning an S on her uniform and cape? Was he the only one who found it cute and hot and powerful? Especially since her breasts made it an excuse to look at the House of El glyph on her tight and flexible uniform and he loves it when she wraps him around with her cape, feeling protected as their bodies contact each other once more

She loves the way he moves, the way he talks, his attitude especially, it turns her on just thinking about him, he's just some cool ass human space cowboy with paracausal powers that she fell in love with and doesn't regret it at all, it made her purr when he would use his yellow sun energy to increase her adrenaline and strengthen her powers more, a power boost, he was practically a moving solar battery for her.

"Oh this is a better idea than we originally planned, oh Rao, fuck!" she moans as Y/N goes for her neck, pinning her to the wall, leaving a dent on the wall due to the collision of the Kryptonian, as his hand reaches under her thigh and lifts it up, knee high up to his waist as he continues to work on her neck, kissing and nibbling which was making her squirm like the last time they did this, his other hand caresses her glyph, massaging her breasts as she lets out more soft moans.

She was bulletproof, her skin was impenetrable but when it came to his touch? He was her Kryptonite and she knew since that night she thought dirty about him, quietly pleasing herself when he least expected.

"Rao, you're the only acception of Kryptonite to me, oh. My Y/N" her hand reaches the back of his head, running her hand through his hair as she moaned out softly, rolling her eyes back as she begins to laugh with pleasure, her body was on fire with his lips on her neck, his hand rubbing her breasts through her suit, turning her on to the extreme.

She then smirks before using her strength to dominate him, pinning him against the wall now as she pulled herself onto him - "hahaha, getting dominant now aren't you Goldie?" he chuckles, flirting with her as her grin grows profusely, connecting her lips with a smack, moaning as they continue to make out, her hands slip down into his pants as she begins to play with the bump that was growing, using some of her super-speed to make him groan with satisfaction. She used her x-ray vision also to see how big it was growing, which it was a little bigger than last time, growing to around... 5.5 to 6.2 inches.

With her hand still on his chest, she uses the hand in his pants to pull off the mechanical holster with gentle care, placing it on the table behind her.

Her smirking grew big as she pulled down his trousers, allowing him to kick his trousers off as his boxers were pulled down next, allowing breathing space for his member to pop out, gasping as it bounced up and down, her giggling before taking a long lick up the shaft, teasing him as she licked the tip, getting on her knees to begin sucking on it - "Oh Hot Stuff, I'm gonna enjoy this snack" she giggles more before taking it to the mouth, beginning the blowjob.

She pushes her blonde hair to the side of her face as she bobs her head forward, lustfully looking up to his eyes as she did it.

Her partner begins to groan as his hands moved to the back of her head, pushing himself and her forward as she begins to gag profusely with pleasure

She pulls away from his member and giggles, licking her lips before going back to it with sucking his cock.

"Oh fuck Kara, oh that's..." you moan as she bobs her head a little faster, licking the tip of his cock like she would with ice cream, which in fact turned him on that one time when the both did go for ice cream, prompting in her giving him a quick blowjob in the sky that time afterwards.

There was something about Kara giving him a blowjob while in costume, just seeing her as Supergirl made the blowjob way better, the bright blue uniform with the red cape that drapes over her shoulders, red skirt, gold belt and red boots, it made her pretty sexy and undeniably stunning.

Kara giggled through the hell of the blowjob she was giving him, before she stopped, beginning to use her hand to start giving him a blowjob, even using some of her super-speed into the mix, getting faster, and faster, and faster, becoming a blur at this point.

she mentioned she was way faster than her cousin when it came to super-speed which rivals the Flash's top speed overall... But Y/N didn't think she meant it in this way too... She really showed him how fast she can go with this action, her hand literally becoming a vibrator at full power, beyond full power the way she was jerking him off.

She slowed down as she began to taste some of his pre-cum leaking out of his tip, taking a long lick around it to clean it up a little.

"You wanna fuck my mouth?" Kara asked in a suggestive manner, he was took aback by her suggestive question, it was an suggestion he couldn't refuse as he smirked, caressing Kara's face with his hand.

Kara practically grabs his cock and aims it toward her mouth, facing forward as he grasped Kara's head with both hands and inserted his member into her mouth as her lips engulfed, beginning to thrust into her mouth as she began to gag.

You moved your hips faster like a jackhammer, quickly thrusting into her mouth, touching the tonsil at the back of her throat as she gagged in pleasure, drooling not long after as you kept thrusting with even more speed as the time to orgasm was rising.

"Mngh-ph!" Y/N groaned, releasing his seed after one last thrust in Kara's mouth, her saliva dripping from her mouth as he slowly pulled his member out.

"Whow ~" Kara spoke, mouth full of juices before slurping it all down with a big gulp - "That tasted so fucking good ~" she dirty words slip out, licking her lips, giving it one more lick as she smirked - "But now... I think -"

As soon as she stood back up, Y/N immediately picked her up as she yelped before placing her on the dining table.

"Oh? *cute giggling* wow Y/N" she giggled as he chuckled, proceeding to kiss each other as his hand moves up from her leg to under her skirt, where he began to rub the part where her tunic covered her lady-parts, beginning to tease her as they kissed affectionately.

"Mmmm Rao Y/N, by great Kryptonnn! ~" she moaned through the smacking of lips, your hand teasing her special area as you sneakily pulled at the tunic, making the covered area exposed as his one finger went inside, causing her to gasp out of pleasure - "Ohhhh fuck yeah!" she moaned loudly, rocking her head back as her pupils cross-eyed upon another finger entering her cherry.

You lift up Kara's skirt as you begin to lean down a little to where your face was right in her clitoris.

"Make Me Feel Good" she worded out with a moan as he smirks, his tongue began working on her clitoris as his fingers done a wagging motion inside her pussy.

The Girl of Steel began rubbing herself, her hands driving up her breasts before she began playing and massaging them, squeezing them as her finger traced the House of El glyph.

"And they call you the 'Girl of Steel' huh? ~" Y/N chuckled as he kept his two fingers moving in her, performing 'come here' motion - "Clearly your pussy isn't made of steel" he flirted with a seductive intent, both giggling at the little call-back to her nickname.

"Only when I'm around you I'm not made of steel" she flirted back with a laugh that soon turns into a pleasured soft moan upon him using his tongue next to please her, and hopefully make her orgasm.

But Kara's thoughts ran through her head as she was having the time of her life, having her cherry get eaten out by her partner 'I really want his dick in me... In my ass, his cock his lubricated and I'm close to orgasm already, oh Rao I'm about to cum' - "Oh Rao Y/N! I really want, AHHHH!" she screamed out as she uncontrollably orgasmed, squirting out her juices which splashed in his face, though he found it a little unpleasant, he began to laugh softly.

"Well that was fast, a little quick warning next time hun?" he chuckled as Kara's face lit up.

"Ohhh I'm so sorry! I got a little too excited thinking of your cock in my ass" she said with embarrassment.

"Wait. What? ~" his face now lit up red 'she wants WHAT in her ass?' - "You want to do anal instead? I thought you'd want your pussy smashed? You sure about this?" he asked her with concern, knowing the risks of anal sex and this being her first time wanting anal.

"Yeah... I've always wanted to try it and since your cock is still lubricated enough and I have lube in the bathroom, I don't wanna miss my chances" she smirks, getting off the table, kissing him on the lips as she floated a little off the ground, beginning to heat up the kiss.

Her arms wrapped around him as she took him up with her, flying to the bedroom where she dropped him onto it, floating back down on the ground.

"Hang on, let me uh... Clean my face a little" he rushed off to clean the remains of Kara's... Juices off of his face using water.

"I honestly didn't think I'd orgasm that fast!" Kara shouted from the other room.

"Yeah, it's incredible... Besides ~" he came back... With a bottle of lube - "You're probably gonna be squirting pretty big for this, don't ask how I know that" he walks back to Kara who pulled him into a deep kiss.

She pulls back after a long minute, seductively smirks as she slowly removes her cape, letting it fall off of her tunic, her boots next, then teasingly asks him to take off her skirt which he had no idea how to.

"Let me show you" she whispers into his ear, smirking as she leans back up, guiding his hands to remove her skirt slowly, giving him a little show.

She could've worked at the strip-club if she wanted, she knew exactly how to dance like one, giving him a little show.

All of that was left was her uniform as she took it off slowly, teasing her partner before showing off her completely, beautiful, breath-taking naked body for you to witness, her perfectly shaped and archetypical sized breasts, her hardened nipples, the slim, astonishingly shaped body, she was a literal Goddess.

He couldn't help but approach her and began sucking on her breast, she gasped at this sudden move as she began to moan softly, his tongue licking her nipple and sucking on her boob.

She purrs for him to keep going, she loved the way he sucked on her boob as she played with her other one, letting out soft moans as he kept going, even biting her boob a little to make her yelp with pleasure as her hand went down to his cock, giving him a little handjob as he kept sucking on her breast, before moving onto the other one as she moaned tenderly, her speed increasing on the handjob the more he sucked... But she didn't want him to blow his load... Not yet, that was for the main course, she stopped upon feeling his cock twitch in her hand.

"I keep forgetting how breath-taking you look without clothes on, my my you're a literal angel... A Goddess" he purred pulling back, opting Kara to giggle as she got on the bed on all-fours, swaying her ass toward the wall as she looked at him.

"My hole isn't waiting Tiger" she purred after you with a soft laugh, before your hand clasped the sides of her thighs and then the other hand went on the other side, getting in position behind her as your thighs contacted her ass cheeks, your cock over the crack of her ass, arousing her further when she felt it.

Using some lube, he rubs it on Kara's hole, she smiled with pleasure as she felt his finger near her hole, biting her bottom lip.

"Oh Y/N, this is definitely gonna be good! Your cock in my ass, I've always wanted to try this" she opens her mouth with satisfaction, feeling the lube around her hole as he closed the cap of the bottle, putting some lube on his member just in case if it wasn't lubricated enough.

"You ready?" he cooed, Kara looked back at him with a smirk.

"Oh yeah I am ready... Make Me Feel Good Y/N, I'm all yours" she spoke suggestively, her thoughts driving her hornier by the minute.

*Gasp!* Kara's mouth opened wide, hissing as her eyes popped out of her sockets, she felt her partner's cock slowly enter her backside - "Oh. My. By. Great Krypton!!" she gasped with another hiss, feeling it fully insert, groans escaped Y/N's mouth as the Kryptonian moaned and laughed with a flush of excitement coursing through her body.

"Oh. Fuck" Y/N groaned as he began thrusting slowly, getting a really good grip of her thighs, slowly thrusting in and out, in and out.

Kara begins to play with her clit, rubbing it thoroughly as she moaned her heart out.

"Oh Rao! My ass is... Stretching!!" she felt her asshole stretching the more his cock went deeper, beginning to easily slip it in and out, she hissed more as this began to concern Y/N.

"You want me to stop?" he groaned slightly, but a lot concerned for her safety of doing this.

"NO, keep going!! It feels so. FUCKING. Good!!!" she moaned at the top of her lungs, the room somehow began to shake upon her shouting, knowing her super-sonic scream power kicked off a little there.

But he liked that... She was clearly enjoying herself, moaning in pleasure, demanding he go faster, her ass being pretty tight as expected, if she wanted to scream and make everything shake in its wake, he wasn't going to stop her from doing it, he found it hot.

The walls of her ass stretched a little more as he went much deeper, she felt she was going to orgasm with her moans increasing loudly, she kept rubbing her clitoris before - "AHHHHH! OH YESSS UGH!!" her tongue hanged out of her mouth, her eyes rolled back as she squirted on the bed sheets below her, squirting lots of her juices each thrust he did to her.

"OH GOD I CAN'T STOP SQUIRTING!!" she screamed out with pleasure, tears brimming from her eyes due to the pleasure she was feeling, his cock inside her ass, her squirting over and over again, she has never felt this good before, who thought anal sex was also her Kryptonite too?

"KEEP GOING, KEEP GOING!! HAHAHAHAHA!" she craved for him to keep going, not wanting him to stop anytime soon, laughing with a crazy side to her he's never seen before, he didn't think she'd enjoy this too much, panting like a dog afterwards, tongue hanging out, cross-eyed as she moans louder, the entire room began to shake, even the bed with her continuous moans and screams, begging for him to go all deep inside her.

His flesh slaps with her flesh, slapping noises from the way he was thrusting into her as she kept moaning with his groans overlapping each other, the bed was moving a little, banging against the wall.

"OH FUCK, FUCK FUCK! FUUUCK!!" Kara screamed out, squirting on the bed sheets again, her body was on fire, speaking Kryptonese not long after, cursing a few words.

He cock slipped in and out, in and out, in and out, easier to begin thrusting with more speed before a sensation filled her thoughts of riding on his dick, she couldn't help it.

As he began to slow down a little, she quickly flips him over as his cock slips out of her gaping hole, some of his pre-cum discharging out of her ass as she climbs on top of him.

"What the?" he asked with surprise, it was all of a sudden.

"Sorry! Couldn't help myself Hot Stuff ~" she smirked, panting still as she guided his cock back into her ass with no need for more lube, slamming down onto him as it went deep inside her - "Oh. Fuuuuck!" she moaned out, beginning to ride his dick in her ass, rubbing her clit while doing so.

Her hands drive up to his chest, using it for support as she shakes her backside up and down as her athletic ass cheeks jiggle, her eyes fixated on his as her mouth hangs open in ecstasy, enjoying the feeling of riding his cock.

She leans herself down onto his body, her perfectly archetypical breasts press against his chest, drawing her face closer to his before planting her soft, tender lips on his, making out with him as she rides his cock.

To her surprise, he begins to thrust up in her too, in lapse with her slamming down on him as she moans through making out, taking breaths in-between to moan her heart out with pleasure, overlapping his little groans once more.

She looks at him lovingly, knowing her body is on fire with the pleasure he's giving her, she needed this, she thought the last time they had sex was great? But this? This was way better, trying oral sex then this? Anal? The bed began to creak with the amount of pressure she was putting on with slamming down on him.

Did she care if the bed would break? No... All she cared about, was wanting him to finish inside her ass, at first it sounded unpleasant to think about but it grew her desires to want it to happen, she wanted to feel his juices inside her ass, perhaps gaping it out.

"OH FUCK YOU'RE COCK IS RUINING MY ASS!! AND I LOVE IT!!!" she screamed upon pulling herself back up, hissing and opening her mouth to stick out her tongue, rocking her head back.

He saw a glimpse of her eyes turning red with heat vision, for a moment, he thought she was about to lose control of her powers but it seemed she had it under control.

She looked back down at him, pupils still red with heat vision as she grinned, laughing with a fiery desire, with lustful eyes, she was all his as much as he was all hers.

"You like that don't you Supergirl? You like your ass getting fucked don't you?" you talked dirty, feeling the climax approaching soon.

"OH FUCK YES I DO!! I'M YOUR SLUT, YOU'RE SUPERSLUT!!" she growled in pleasure with a huge grin, laughing and moaning loudly as she began to squirt once more.

Her juices splattered onto his chest as the climax began to approach nearer by the minute, her satisfactory moans increasing louder as she kept bouncing, feeling his cock twitch inside her.

"K-Kara!" he hissed, feeling his cock twitching inside her as she looked at him, not keeping her eyes off of him as she began to giggle, slamming down one more time with a long moan, while he groans with ecstasy, releasing his seed up into her ass, her eyes bulged as she felt it shoot up in her before pulling herself into him to make out as the orgasm passes.

Both heavily panted as time progressed, their pants synced together before kissing each other again, making out passionately.

His cock went limp, falling out of her ass as her hole began to gape, squirting some of his overflooded juices out as her hole made a noise.

Her hand tenderly massaging her ass cheek as the juices dripped out of her onto the bed where she laid beside her boyfriend, both still panting as they look up at the ceiling together.

'Oh my god... That was amazing!' Kara thought to herself, satisfied with what they did - "Wow... That really made me feel... Like I was on fire, I want to feel like that again" Kara spoke out of breath, still panting alongside him.

"Y-Yeah *chuckle* that was fun, we're definitely doing that again" her boyfriend chuckles after a few seconds, they both look at each other before giggling, kissing afterwards.

"I say we get cleaned up, get some food and snuggle on the couch" Kara suggested after pulling back for air, smiling like a goofball.

"Don't forget the cape" he reminded her, giggling at his response before kissing him.

*

Kara began typing on her laptop, working on some project as a portal opened in the middle of the room, revealing Y/N walking out from it.

"Honey I'm home" he called out, driving her attention from the laptop to him with a smile.

"How'd it go?" Kara got off of her seat, approaching her boyfriend as he pulls down his hood with the mask retracting into his outfit.

"Could've gone better but overall... The best part? Coming home to you" he flirted, making her blush as she floats up to his level, planting a kiss on his lips.

Distant meows of Streaky was heard in the other room, running around the corner to greet his other owner.

"Hiya Streaks, hello, missed you too buds" he knelt down petting the cat as it trilled upon being touched, purring not long after to walk away.

He gets back up and pulls Kara toward him, leaning in to plant his lips on hers.

"Mwah! God I missed your lips" he mumbled to her, making her giggle sheepishly.

"And I missed your touch" she said back, pecking his cheek, smiling brightly at him.

He chuckles with her as he began to think back to the first time he met Kara, oh how things changed.

He thought back to that one moment where he could've gone back to his timeline, but he decided not to because of her, he didn't want to leave her behind, nor leave the fact he'll have to live without her.

"Kara, know that I love you so much and I cherish every moment we have together, because you... Make Me Feel Good about myself, about... Us ~" he takes her hands in his, holding them in each hand - "I'm just so lucky to wake up beside you every morning when I can since... Well, National City needs Supergirl sometimes or when she's not there, this guy is" he smiles brightly at her, staring into her blue diamonds, knowing there's love behind them, an untamed flame of love.

"That's so sweet Y/N *giggle* I love you so much too Hot Stuff" she smirked, pulling herself in to kiss him passionately.

His hands run down her back as the two begin to slowly make out a little, her hands reach up his chest, pulling back as the two connect foreheads together as they both look at each other and smile.

"So? You're not busy right now are you?" he hinted at something as she took notice of his little hint.

All she did was smirk, thinking the project can wait as she took off her glasses after pulling back, the brown hair slowly turned back into her traditional golden blonde hair due to the advanced tech of the glasses, out came Supergirl as she guided him to the bedroom.

To make up for...

Lost time.

[ronearoundblindly]

Bet bucky understands japanese manga reffrence

Bucky*sees readers art*is that Hentai?!

Y/n:yes and i have more reffrences

Steve:O-O bucky no!

Now I HAVE to write it, guys. It's no longer 'haha'-optional! Please enjoy a naughty mini-fic about this hilarious comic strip. It's very short but the Stucky portion is *implied.*

Dirty Doodle, a steve rogers x artist!reader drabble

"That's..." Steve looks vaguely gray and sick to his stomach, confusion pinching his brow together, "it's lovely, sweetheart."

Half of the fun is how uncomfortable your adorable Steve gets in sexual situations, and innuendo is just whipped cream and the cherry on top of his glorious body.

Bucky pops into the lounge for a snack. "Hey, guys."

You beam, tossing a wink over your shoulder since poor Steve is still beet red and struggling to decipher all the meaning in your sketch. You don't imagine Captain Rogers knows what 'tentacle porn,' 'monster fucking,' or 'hentai' are but, by god, it's fun to watch the wheels turn.

Then Bucky slows his approach to the counter, eyeing your sketchpad curiously.

"Is that..." Bucky shakes his head. "Never mind."

"I made a drawing of Steve," you announce proudly, "pretty good likeness, I think."

Bucky steps closer with a controlled expression. "Uh huh, that's definitely Stevie."

"My girl's got quite a talent for--" Steve gulps "--fantasy."

"Yeah," Bucky says with a shrug, rolling his tongue slowly across his bottom lip, "I think I've seen something similar..."

This revelation seems to crawl inside Steve's brain and nest. "Like handcuffs?" Steve squeaks.

Oh.

Oh, poor baby.

Today is the day you liquify Steve Rogers's brain...with the help of his friend.

"Well, if by handcuffs you mean the slippery appendages that then kinda--" you stick two fingers in your mouth "--sure. Like handcuffs."

"It's a very popular form of adult entertainment."

You tap your screen a few times. "I have more examples."

"Ooohhh," Bucky hisses, "he's not ready for that one, but dang that's a good one. Show him that. Stevie, look at your abs."

Steve grips his own sketch paper so hard it crinkles your likeness.

"I'm so glad you like it," you coo to Bucky. "I worked really hard on that one to get the angle just right. " The tablet is zoomed in on a very handsome, blond man with a clenched eight-pack, legs spread and out of frame. The detail on his testicles and completely erect penis is stunningly upsetting to your boyfriend.

Steve covers his eyes and whimpers.

"His balls are very sensitive," you fake whisper to Bucky behind the back of your hand.

"Always have been," Steve's best friend mutters back.

"I hate you." Steve buries his whole, hot face in his hands, elbows thunking against the breakfast table.

You remain undeterred and, in fact, inspired.

"There was this one position we tried last week--" you flick through your projects to find your drawing "--he got this desperate look on his face and I tried to--"

Your tablet shatters against the far wall, Steve standing above you with apologetic shock.

"I'm sorry. I love you so much. I'll...I'll buy you a new one."

He stalks off, holding his sketchpad and pencil roll in front of his crotch.

You wait until he's out of the room to meet Bucky's eye. "Stevie hasn't really gotten a grasp on the cloud yet," you say, pulling out your phone to open the art app, "but I've got a new strip I'm working on..."

[Main Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

[vodika-vibes]

*slides $100 in a monopoly money over*

You got any sub!crosshair and Dom!reader smut in the back?

We Could Be More pt II

Summary: Recently defected from the Empire, you and Crosshair struggle to make ends meet while you cross the galaxy looking for a safe place to call home. At least you have each other.

Pairing: TBB Crosshair x F!Reader

Word Count: 1766

Warnings: Smut, oral M!receiving, Dom/Sub dynamics, reader is a gentle dom, Crosshair swears when getting laid

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: *accepts the money and slides this fic across the table* So, I decided to make this request a sequel to We Could Be More, since it seems to fit. I hope you like it! So this story (which is probably going to have a third part) is basically Crosshair and Reader falling in love and finding their happy ending. Why do I keep doing this to myself with Crosshair?

“I can’t believe you managed to talk that hack into buying the tie fighter,” You say as you offer Crosshair half of the sandwich you bought from a nearby stand.

“I didn’t sell it,” Crosshair counters, taking the sandwich gratefully, “I traded it for a better ship.”

“Better how?” You ask, as you take a sip of your grape drink.

“Well it comes with a droid-”

You release a happy gasp.

“-a protocol droid.” Crosshair continues, a small grin crossing his face as you wilt, “It’s the ship's pilot. It also has a proper kitchen and a bedroom.”

“Oh thank kriff,” You mutter under your breath.

“What, you didn’t like sleeping in the chairs?”

You scrunch up your nose at him, “Not in the slightest.” You finish your  half of the sandwich, “I suppose we need to buy food now?”

“Already taken care of. That guy was way too happy to get his hands on a TIE fighter.”

“Mm, probably part of the rebellion.” You muse thoughtfully.

“Not our problem.” Crosshair warns, “We’re not getting involved.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.” You toss your trash into a nearby can, and fold your arms over your stomach, “So, how are we going to afford to keep this ship?”

“Bounty Hunting.”

“Cross.”

“I know, I know. But it’s what I’m good at. And at least this way I get to pick my targets.” He points out. Crosshair quickly finishes his sandwich and tosses his trash as well, “In any event, it’s time for us to get off this planet and move on.”

“Where to?”

“Salesman said Takodana. He said that we can get help there.”

“Help?”

“That’s what he said. I figure it won’t hurt to check it out.”

“Your call.” You shrug, “If you think it’s safe then it probably is.”

He smirks at you, before he kisses the tip of your nose, “You’re too trusting.”

“It’s you, Cross.” You counter with a roll of your eyes.

“Mm.” He glances at you, a sly smile on his lips, “I don’t suppose you want to spend one more night in the hotel? For a repeat of last night?”

“Maker, don’t you have an off switch?”

“Yeah, it’s located in my dick, you have to suck really hard-” You punch him in the shoulder and he laughs.

“You’re a pig.”

“You weren’t saying that last night.” He says smugly.

“I…don’t recall.”

“So my dick was so good that you have no memory of it. Sounds like you need a repeat.” Crosshair muses as he drapes his arm over your shoulder and directs you towards the port where the new ship is waiting.

“Sounds like wishful thinking on your part.”

“Ooh, I’m hurt.” His grip tightens around your shoulder.

“Cross-” You murmur, your gaze flickering to the Stormtroopers harassing a shopkeeper further down the street.

“I see them. Keep walking. They haven’t noticed us.”

“...so much for a repeat at the hotel,” You quip with a small smile as you lean against him.

“Eh, we have our own bed now.” Crosshair replies, he keeps the stormtroopers in his sights right up until you climb the ramp onto the new ship, and only then does he start to relax.

He heads into the cockpit to give directions to the droid, while you poke through the rest of the ship. The kitchen is fully stocked, and the bedroom is clean and the bed even has fresh linens on them. More surprisingly, the closet is full of clothes. Actual, properly fitting, clothes. 

“Surprise.”

You blink at him, “What’s all this?”

“The Fighter was worth a lot more than this ship. So with the extra I got all of this.”

“...how do you know what size bra I wear?”

“I spend a lot of time staring at your tits, kitten.”

You grin at him, “Honestly, it’s almost like you’re only using me for my body or something.”

“Eh, the rest of you isn’t terrible. But I really like your tits. And your ass.” Crosshair tilts his head to look at you, “That bother you?”

“Nope. I do have an amazing chest after all.”

“Alright, little miss modest,” Crosshair says, sounding deeply amused, “We’re taking off in the next fifteen.”

You hum a response as you pick through the clothes to see what he picked out for you.

“Does it all meet your approval?” He asks sarcastically.

“It does! Well done.” You pause when Crosshair inhales sharply, and you turn your speculative gaze towards him.

“Right, well…I’m going to go make sure the clanker doesn’t kark up our departure-”

You cross the room and lightly pinch the material of his shirt between two fingers, and Crosshair doesn’t pull away from you. “Cross,” Your voice is light, and he seems to curl in around you, “I want you to take this off, please.”

“...and why should I do that, kitten?” Crosshair asks, his voice low and raspy.

Your smile is small and peaceful, “Because I asked you nicely.”

He leans in slightly, “Maybe don’t ask so nice next time?”

Your eyes glitter with mirth, “Cross, take it off.”

“Why?”

“Because good soldiers follow orders,” You tease, “And you are a good soldier, aren’t you?”

Crosshair groans, “That shouldn’t be half as hot as it is.”

He steps further into the room and allows the door to slam shut behind him, before he peels his shirt off and tosses it to the side. You smooth your hands across his chest, lightly tracing the scars and tattoos that cover his skin. “Lay down please?”

It’s a soft request. Gentle. Just like everything else about you, but you have a feeling that Crosshair will treat it as an order.

And you’re right.

Crosshair settles himself in the middle of the bed, with his head resting on the pillows. His dark gaze trails over your body, and he tucks his arms under his head. “What’s the plan, kitten?” He asks. 

“I’m going to taste you,” You reply immediately, “And then I’ll go from there.” You settle yourself on the bed next to him, and slowly unfasten his pants, giving him the chance to refuse you. 

“You gonna take any of your clothes off?” He asks, as you lower his pants enough that his half hard cock bounces free.

“Hm…maybe. If you’re good.”

Crosshair watches you with half lidded eyes, “You don’t have to be so gentle, kitten. You’re not going to break me.”

You duck your head, a small smile on your lips, “I like being gentle with you, Cross.” You drag a single finger down the side of his cock, hard now that you’re touching him. “You deserve a little gentle.” And then you wrap your hand around him fully and give him a lazy stroke. 

“Kriff-” His hips twitch at your touch.

Gently, very gently, you press your free hand against his hip, “Lie still, Cross.” He releases a second curse but stills his hips. You favor him with a warm smile, “Good boy, you follow orders so well.”

His head falls back with a low groan, and you can see the muscle flexing in his arms, “Motherkarking…-how are you so good at this?” He demands.

You just smile at him, “Would you like me to stop?”

“No I do not want you to karking stop you-” He trails off when you slowly raise your eyebrows, “I’m not going to beg you, kitten.”

“I would never ask you to,” You continue to languidly pump your hand, “I just want you to feel good.”

He releases a shaky breath, “I assume there’s more to this than just ‘lie still’.”

“You don’t get to touch me until after I’ve made you cum. That’s the only other condition.”

“At all?”

“At all.”

He flashes a cocky smirk, “Easy.”

“Well, we’ll see won’t we?”

With that said, you turn your gaze back to his leaking cock. He’s long and thick, though you’re not sure how he’d compare to other men. Honestly, you don’t much care, because he’s perfect for you. 

You lower your head and lightly lick the precum from the head of his cock. His groan sounds like music to your ears, and you decide that you want to hear as many noises as he can make. 

You wrap your lips around him and slowly start bobbing your head.

There’s no need to rush, after all. Plus, you’re still new at this. 

He’s warm and heavy in your mouth, with a taste that you’ve come to associate with Crosshair over the last couple of days. Slowly you ease more and more of him into your mouth, using your hands to massage the part that you can’t quite take yet.

Above you he’s groaning, and alternating curses and praises.

You can feel the muscles of his thighs flexing under you, and you’re touched. Crosshair is so much stronger than you, the fact that he’s willingly going along with this is…incredibly empowering.

And incredibly arousing.

You pull back slightly when Crosshair groans your name, though you keep him in your mouth as you work him over with your hands. 

He groans low in the back of his throat as you push him over the edge. You make sure to swallow every drop, and you don’t pull away from him until he’s spent. 

“How was that?” you ask, a little shyly. 

Crosshair drops his arms from under his head as he starts to catch his breath, “Incredibly, incredibly hot.” He finally says. 

You smile slightly proud, “You didn’t mind?”

“If I did, it wouldn’t have gotten as far as it did, kitten.” He shifts and kicks his pants off the bed, and then turns his gaze towards you, “Come here.”

You slide up the bed so that you’re closer, and then you squeak when he quickly tugs you across his chest, his lips crashing against yours. He quickly tugs your clothes off and tosses them to the side, before immediately sliding one of his hands down to massage your ass, pulling a startled squeak from your lips.

“Kitten,” He murmurs as he breaks the kiss, “I want you to sit on my face-”

Your face flames with flustered embarrassment, and Crosshair smirks.

“And then I’m going to fuck you into the mattress.”

You pull away to press your flaming face against his chest.

“And after that, I’m going to show you how to be a proper Dom, Princess.” He coos in your ear, “Your way is very hot, I want to show you my way.”

You peek up at him, a small smile on your lips, “Okay.”

His smirk grows into a grin, “Good girl.”

[reputationmunson]

Brought Me Back to Life | S.H x fem!reader

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Summary: The suspicion of your boyfriend cheating grows and grows causing you to go get a drink, or several, at a local bar. What happens when you meet a man with the kindest eyes you’ve ever seen?

Content: SMUT (18+ ONLY), modern!au, infidelity, flirting, drinking, swearing, oral (f&m rec), fingering (fem rec), oral (m rec), slight exhibitionism, protected sex, multiple orgasms, titty sucking, missionary position, sort of rough, slight choking, dirty talk, praise, fluff, pet names, use of y/n, afab!reader, she/her pronouns, barely proofread

word count: 4.8k

a/n: In honor of it being Steve’s birthday and also high infidelity day i figured this was fitting! Enjoy! (sort of based on high infidelity by t swizzle)

ANY MINORS OR AGELESS BLOGS THAT INTERACT WITH THIS POST WILL BE BLOCKED

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The noise in the bar drowns out as you stare into your drink, hoping it will magically give you some sort of answer to your problem. 

You were supposed to have a date with your boyfriend tonight, but apparently he had “stay late at the office” and by that you’re pretty sure he means he has to bury himself in his secretary.

It’s so cliche, isn’t it? A man having an affair with his secretary while you stay at home being the so-called perfect girlfriend. It’s ridiculous. 

“Why don’t you just leave him?” your best friend asked you the first time your suspicion appeared and isn’t that the question of the century?

At first, the thought of leaving him seemed scary and it still sort of is. He’s your first serious boyfriend and the beginning of the relationship started off so well. He was kind, affectionate, and treated you like you could walk on water. It all seemed too good to be true. Turns out you were right. 

Now, he barely touches you, he only tells you he loves you when you say it first, and you can’t remember the last time he did anything nice for you. You keep hoping he’ll change at that it’s all just a phase, but there’s only so much hope a person can have. 

A man you’d seen in here a few times before sits next to you at the bar. You’d never properly met him, but he seemed kind. He was never creepy or crude. There were even multiple occasions that you’d seen him order a girl an uber when she was far too gone to do it herself and he waited with them to make sure they got in safely. It was endearing. 

He lets out a defeated sigh and you turn to look at him. “You okay?” you ask and his head whips up to look at you. “Me? Yeah, sorry. I’m here for my birthday and all my friends are gonna be here late so I’m kinda bummed” 

“Oh, I’m sorry. Happy birthday, though” you smile and he smiles back. He’s cute. Way too cute to be sad on his birthday. “Thanks. I know it’s totally lame to be a grown man and be upset about this” he chuckles. “No, I get it! I’d be sad too. You’re never too old to wanna have fun on your birthday, right?” 

“Right. I’m Steve, by the way” he introduces himself. “y/n.” you respond. “I like that name. Suits you” Is he flirting with you? Is it bad that you hope he is? “Thanks. Had it my whole life” you say and he laughs. 

“What are you drinking, birthday boy?” you ask due to the lack of alcohol in his glass. “Jack and coke. Why?”

“Hey, Tony!” you get the bartender's attention “Can I get a jack and coke and two tequila shots with limes, please?” you request. “On it, sugar” Tony replies before going to fetch the drinks. 

“You know him by name? You always come in here to cheer up sad guys on their birthdays?” he teases and you shake your head. “No” you laugh “I, um, I come in here whenever I have a fight with my boyfriend, which is pretty often. I guess I should get some better coping habits, huh?”

Boyfriend. ‘Of course you have a boyfriend’ Steve thinks to himself. Just his luck that the pretty girl he’s been admiring from afar for two months has a boyfriend. 

“What was it about? The fight, I mean” He wonders and hopes you don’t get upset with him for asking. “Oh, I’m pretty sure he’s cheating on me” you say it so casually Steve assumes this isn’t the first time you’ve had this thought. “Shit, I’m sorry. Why do you think that? If you don’t mind me asking” 

“He’s been having a lot of late nights at the ‘office’ lately and when he isn’t there, he’s always on the phone at two in the morning claiming it’s the office, but why would they need him that late? He’s shit at his job so he’s the last guy they should call. Oh, and I found an acrylic nail in his car that most definitely didn’t belong to me.” you sigh and feel a little embarrassed about the admission. You get enough judgment from yourself and you really don’t need it from the handsome man sitting next to you. 

“Shit, that sucks. I got cheated on once and, god, it was rough”

“Yeah, it is. Are you in a relationship now?” Wow, subtle you think as soon as the question leaves your mouth. “Nope. Single as a pringle over here” he cringes when he says it, but you laugh and he realizes it wasn’t that bad if you thought it was cute, even if he feels like an idiot for saying it. 

The bartender comes back to set your drinks in front of you and you thank him.

“You didn’t have to get me anything. I should be buying you drinks” he says and you shake your head at him “No way. It’s your birthday. I hope you like tequila. I didn’t even ask!” you exclaim and hand him the shot glass. “Are you kidding? I love it” he raises the shot glass to his lips but you stop him. 

“Are you a neanderthal? We gotta lick salt off of our hands first”

“Oh we do, do we?” he cocks his head and raises his eyebrows. He’s so pretty that you feel like you’re already tipsy before you’ve even had one full drink. “Yes, obviously. Salt, tequila, lime. It’s math” you state. “The only math I know is me plus tequila equals bad decisions” he responds and you lean in close to him. “I’d like to test that” you whisper and he gulps. His cheeks flush and you can’t help but smile. “o-okay, so, um, salt first?” he stammers. 

You grab a salt shaker and his hand. He feels dizzy from your touch and he can’t imagine what it’ll be like after he’s had a few drinks. “You gotta lick your hand” you move his hand near his mouth and wait for him to do so.

“You don’t wanna do that for me?” he smirks “Mm, you’d like that. Maybe the next one, though” you playfully wink. 

“I’m gonna hold you to that. Permission to take the shot?”

“Permission granted” 

You clink your glasses together and throw the tequila back. It slightly burns your throat, but oddly in a good way. You feel warmth spread throughout your body and you aren’t sure if it’s from the alcohol or from the way Steve hasn’t stopped looking at you. 

“Next rounds on me and no way we’re getting another shot of that” he grimaces. “I thought you said you loved tequila” you pout and he wants to kiss the expression right off your face. “I like when pretty girls take tequila shots with me” he corrects and you roll your eyes. “Alright, casanova. Unfortunately, this place doesn’t let you buy your own drinks on your birthday. Weird, right?” 

“So weird, considering I bought my first drink all on my own. How about I play you in a game of pool and loser buys” he suggests. “But I suck at pool” you whine and he stands up from his seat. “C’mon, I’ll go easy on you” he offers you his hand to help you down from the stool and you gladly accept the offer. 

“Do you wanna break?” he asks as he lines up the solids and stripes in formation. “No, you can. Might put you at an advantage and you’ll probably need it” you tease. “Oh really? Thought you said you suck at pool?” 

“I suck at pool, not trash talk” you clarify. “Ah, I see how it is. Watch and learn, pretty girl” 

Steve breaks and of course one of the balls goes into a pocket because he’s annoyingly good at everything from what you’ve seen so far. “Solids it is. You might wanna take a seat, I think I’m about to be on a streak” he jokingly gloats. 

Steve makes three in a row and it’s finally your turn. You assume what you thought was the correct position because it’s 8-ball and there’s really only one way you can do this. 

“That’s your form? No wonder you suck” 

“How many forms are there? This is, like, standard form” you defend and he tsks. “You gotta- hold on, I’ll show you.” Steve sets down his cue stick and walks over to you. 

“First, you’re kinda hunched over weird” Steve rests his hand on your lower back, signaling for you to arch a bit more and you comply. “y-yeah.That's good. Next, you gotta position your hips in line with the ball. It helps with aim” He doesn’t actually know if that’s true, but he still gently grabs your hips to position you. When you move, your ass brushes his crotch and he lets out a small gasp at the contact. 

“Now what?” you ask since Steve hasn’t moved or said anything in about ten seconds. “Oh, um, now the way you hold the cue stick. It’s abysmal the way you do it” 

“Show me then?” you ask, sweetly and look over your shoulder at him. “Here, like this” He moves his arms to position them with yours. “This” he starts and you can feel his breath on your neck, causing goosebumps to appear on your skin “helps you keep it steady. Look what happens when we go to shoot” 

He moves the cue stick to demonstrate and pushes himself closer to you. “You wanna keep a nice grasp on it- yeah, just like that- it can be kinda hard at first, but once you find a rhythm it’s simple. You don’t wanna be too rough or too soft with it, either. Gotta find the perfect in-between” 

“You’re still talking about pool, right?”you kid. “Do you want me to still be talking about pool?” he whispers in your ear and it’s so difficult to keep your composure. “Mhm. Still gotta kick your ass, don’t I?” 

You do, in fact, kick Steve’s ass. 

“I told you I’d win!” you exclaim, jumping with glee. “Yeah, yeah. Guess I owe you a drink now” 

Truth be told, Steve let you win. Not only did he want to buy you a drink, seeing pure joy on your face is worth the relentless teasing he's going to endure for the rest of the night. 

“Yeah, you do” you respond, stepping closer to him so there’s barely any space between your bodies. He wants to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you to him so badly, but he worries he’s crossing a line. Sure, you’ve been flirty with each other and a little touchy, but you’re still in a relationship. What if you’re just trying to have a little fun before going back to your douchebag of a boyfriend?

“What’re you thinking about?” you ask “You look all serious with a hint of confused”

“Just wondering how the hell you beat me in pool” he lies. 

You take the plunge and wrap your arms around his torso. He feels drunk on your touch. The scent of your perfume and the way you’re looking up with him with your alluring eyes is driving him crazy. 

“I’m just that good” you boast. “I think you just had a really good teacher” he moves his hands to rest on your waist, gently moving his hands up and down to rub your sides. “yeah, he is. He’s too handsome, though. Makes it hard to focus”

He puts his hand under your chin, keeping your head tilted up so he can look at you. “I think I might be able to make that up to you” 

Your eyes flutter close as Steve leans in so slowly that it’s almost painful. His lips brush ever so slightly over yours and the anticipation is killing you. “Can I kiss you?” he whispers, lips hovering over yours. “Please” 

He graciously presses his lips to yours. The kiss is soft and sweet, simple yet effective. The kiss isn’t heated or messy, but you can feel the passion. You can’t remember the last time you felt like this, like everything else around you has become insignificant except for this one moment. 

Steve’s nerves get the best of him and he pulls back sooner than you’d like him to, causing you to whine at the loss of contact. 

“Why’d you stop?” you pout. “I just can’t think of the last time a girl made me this nervous” he confesses with a nervous chuckle. “I make you nervous?” you ask, surprised. “Are you kidding? It took me two months to even work up the courage to just sit next to you.” 

“Two months? I think we have a lot of lost time to make up for”

“I’m gonna tell my friends not to bother then we can get outta here” he says, pulling his phone out. “You don’t have to do that. I’m not going anywhere, so we can stay”

“Good, because they’re already on their way” he tells you once he reads a text from Robin that says:

on our way, dingus. prepare to throw up tonight

“Dingus, huh? Suits you” you giggle and he presses a chaste peck to your lips to avoid more teasing, and also just because you look so pretty right now that he couldn’t resist. 

“Oh, you’re gonna fit in with them perfectly”

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Steve was right, you fit in with his friends like you’ve known them for years.The introduction felt a bit awkward at first, but after that it was smooth sailing. 

You seemed like a completely different person tonight, compared to the melancholy girl he’s so used to seeing drink alone at the bar. You’re fun, witty, and you have a smile that lights up a room. It unfathomable to him that someone who’s lucky enough to call you theirs would fuck it up so badly. He admits he’s crossing his fingers that you’ll give him a chance to show you how you actually deserve to be treated. 

You and Steve are currently watching Robin beat Eddie in their fifth game of 8-ball. Steve hugs you from behind and you both sway to the rhythm of the music. He occasionally presses a delicate kiss to your neck, or shoulder, or cheek, basically anywhere he can kiss. It makes you shiver every time. 

“Can we go sit on that stool over there?” you ask, pointing to a stool not too far from the pool table. “yeah, let me go grab another chair”

“I don’t know. Looks big enough for the two of us, don’t ya think?”

And that’s how you end up sitting on Steve’s lap. Your ass is pressed against his crotch and he swears that if you keep moving, he’ll finish before anything has even started. 

“Baby” he whines, hands gripping your hips to keep you in place “you gotta stop moving” 

“Sorry, handsome. Am I hurting you?” you ask, voice filled with concern. “No, no. It’s just your keep grinding-”

“Oh! well, I’m not sorry then” you smirk and he can’t wait to get you back for that. 

His hand trails up your leg and stops once he reaches your inner thigh, leaving his hand to rest there after giving it a rough squeeze. His thumb occasionally rubs your skin and if he was just a few inches higher, his thumb could brush your clothed core. He wants to so badly. He wants to tease you until you can’t take it, but he knows you’re waiting for him to do so and he decides he’ll let you wait in anticipation instead. 

The corner you’re in is barely lit and the bar itself is already dark, it’s practically begging Steve to make you whimper while he has his hand in your panties. 

Steve buries his face in your neck, pressing sloppy kisses to the column of your throat. His index finger plays with the hem of your panties and you let out a small gasp. 

“You want me to touch you?” he mutters through kisses. “Yes” you breathe out. “Ask nicely” 

“Please touch me, Steve” 

He pushes your panties to the side and his finger glides through your slit and grazes over your clit causing you to let out a moan that’s a little too loud. “Quiet, baby. You don’t wanna get caught do you?” 

“n-no. I’ll be quiet” you answer without trying to moan again. “Good girl” 

He rubs slow, tight circles on your clit and you grasp onto him tightly to avoid falling off the stool. “already so wet. what’s got you so worked up?” 

“you, steve. Just you” 

You can’t recall the last time you had been touched like this, in a public place nonetheless. It’s exhilarating. His touch feels like it’s brought you back to life. You’ve been spending the last three years of your life in a dark night, waiting and hoping for someone to bring you daylight. 

You aren’t the sad girl who stays at home while her boyfriend is out doing god knows what. Right now you’re Steve’s girl and it’s the best thing you’ve felt in a long time. 

Steve’s pace grows faster, causing you to let out a whimper. His other hand comes up to your mouth to try and muffle your noises, but he’s so desperate to hear them. 

“I’m gonna make a deal with you, okay?” he begins “if you can be quiet when you cum, I’ll take you back to my place and make cum over and over again until you’re screaming. that sound good?” you nod rapidly at his words and he goes back to kissing your neck. 

He presses another finger to your clit, giving it a few more quick rubs before moving his fingers down to your entrance. He slowly inserts his fingers, curling them to hit the right spot. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet. Can’t wait to see what you feel like around my cock” you clench at his words and he lets out a low chuckle.

 “You like that baby? Thinking about my cock?” you nod again, scared if you try to speak you’ll let out an emphatic moan. His fingers pump in and out of you, his pace almost relentless “What are you thinking about? How deep inside you I’ll be? How hard I’m gonna pound you?” 

The thought of his cock is enough for the feeling in your abdomen builds and builds. “Can feel you squeezing my fingers. Gonna be a good girl and cum for me?” 

As if on command, your sweet release hits you and you cum around his fingers. He peppers kisses along your jaw to soothe you through your orgasm, which is the first one you’ve had in a long time that you didn’t have to do yourself. 

Steve removes his hand from your mouth and withdraws his fingers from your soaking core. You grab his hand and suck off your juices from his fingers. He doesn’t think he’s ever been so hard in his life. 

“Holy shit. I need to fuck you now” he groans and you let out a laugh while trying to catch your breath. 

Once Steve requests an uber and you say you’re goodbyes, you both stand outside, kissing each other like your life depends on it. You fist his shirt to pull him as close as possible. His hands rest on your ass, occasionally giving you a rough squeeze. Your legs are still a bit wobbly, so he has his thigh between your legs to support you. You can’t help but grind against his thigh and moan into his mouth at the sensitivity. 

Your uber pulls up and Steve is definitely going to have to give the driver five stars for what he just witnessed. 

It’s hard to keep your hands off each other in the backseat, but you keep it to a minimum due to the poor stranger who was unlucky enough to be the driver for two very horny individuals. 

“We’re about three minutes from my place. Think you can handle another one?” he mutters in your ear before gently nibbling your earlobe then kissing down until he reaches your collarbone. “I think the real question is if you can handle me, Stevie” 

You and Steve hurriedly get out of the uber before it even comes to a complete stop. He kisses you all the way up to his door and struggles with the keys, making you giggle into the kiss. 

“Shit, sorry. Hold on” His hands are shaky as he tries to open the door. “Steve, relax. I’m not going anywhere” 

The door finally unlocks and you’re back on each other as soon as you’re inside. His hands travel down to the back of your thighs and you jump to wrap your legs around his waist. 

He carries you all the way to his bedroom and you both flop down on his bed. Steve’s weight on top of you feels so familiar, despite this being the first time you’re sleeping together. In this moment, it feels like nothing bad could happen to you. You’ve never felt more secure with someone. 

Your hands fly to the hem of his shirt and once it’s removed he wastes no time kissing you again. 

“Take your clothes off for me, gorgeous” he demands. As you take your top off, Steve slowly drags your skirt down your legs before tossing it on the floor. “Can we take this off too?” he slides down the strap of your bra and you reach behind your back to undo the clasp. 

“Oh my god” he groans once your tits are free. It’s almost like an automatic response when his hand massages your tit, thumb brushing over your nipple, causing you to whimper. “Lay back. Gonna make you feel so fucking good’’ he practically growls. 

Steve wants to tease you a little, but he can’t resist the urge to wrap his lips around your breast while his hand massages the other one. You feel wetness pooling in your center and you need him to touch your pussy, but he looks so fucking enthralled with your tits that you can’t even complain. 

He eventually trails kisses down your stomach, pulling your panties down while doing it. “Bet you taste so fucking sweet. Can I find out?”

“yes, steve, please!” you cry out. He licks a stripe through your slit and you shiver when his tongue catches your clit. 

He presses a kiss to your bud before devouring you. No teasing, no anticipation, just him licking and sucking your clit like a man starved. Two of his fingers slowly enter you and his eyes roll in the back of his head when you let out a guttural moan. 

It doesn’t take long for you to cum and even when you do, he doesn’t stop. 

“Steve!” you yelp at the overstimulation. You’ve never felt anything like this before. Your boyfriend rarely goes down on you and you also rarely even cum from sex. Even times when you do, it’s a one and done situation. 

“Fuck yes” you cry. Tears begin to fill your eyes and he hasn’t even been inside you yet. You can’t imagine how good it’s going to be to have his cock fill you up. 

Your third orgasm of the night approaches even quicker. You have to practically pry Steve off your pussy so you can recover. 

“Holy shit” you say, breathless. “So that was good?”

“Oh, don’t even try to be modest. I think my soul ascended for a second. I’m gonna need a minute to recover though” you laugh and he has a smug look on his face that makes him look devilishly handsome. “We don’t have to go any further if you don’t want to”

“Shut up and take your pants off, big boy” you respond and he wastes no time fumbling with his jeans to get them off as quickly as possible. “Boxers too, please” you add. 

Your mouth drops once his cock springs free. You honestly just thought he just had something in his pocket when you were sitting on his lap, but that clearly wasn’t the case. 

“Is that reaction good or bad?”

“It’s good and you know it. Do you have a condom?” you ask and he nods, opening up his nightstand drawer to retrieve it. 

He positions himself between your legs and sits on his knees. “Can I put it on you?” you ask, shyly. “Go for it”

You wrap your hand around his cock, giving him a few pumps. He throws his head back and moans “That feels so good, but I wanna cum in your pussy, not your hand, baby” 

Your core throbs at his words and the excitement of having him inside you builds and builds. You slide the condom on his length before laying back and spreading your legs for him. 

He swears he could cum right now just looking at you. Your dripping pussy on display for him and only him. Your sweet tits just begging to be in his hands and the look of pure lust on your face is enough for him to lose his mind. 

“Ready?” he lines his cock up with your entrance and you moan out a ‘yes’ 

You both moan in unison when he puts the tip in. Slowly and inch by inch, his cock fills you up so perfectly. Like you were made for each other. 

You gasp when he begins to thrust. He’s slow at first and you need him to go faster. 

“Faster, please” 

“Wanna hear you beg for it. How badly do you need it?”

“So fucking bad. Please go faster, I’ll be so good. I promise” you beg. “How hard do you want it?”

“I want it hard, Stevie. Don’t wanna be able to walk after”

That was all he needed to hear before he starts pounding into you at a ruthless pace. His eyes focus on the way your tits jiggle and his hand that isn’t on his headboard grabs your breast, squeezing and massaging at just the right amount of roughness. 

“You feel so good, y/n. Could live in this fucking pussy, shit” he says through gritted teeth when he feels the way you squeeze his cock. 

“Fuck, right there!” you exclaim as he hits your spot over and over again. You feel like you’re seeing stars. It’s hard to wrap your head around the fact that it feels this good. 

“I’m so close” he moans “you gonna cum with me, sweetheart?’’

“Uh-huh” you barely get out. “What do you need? Want you to cum with me”

“Choke me, Steve. Please” It’s nearly impossible for him not to cum when you ask him to choke you. He wraps his hand around your throat, not squeezing, but keeping it there to remind you that you belong to him now. 

“I-I I’m gonna cum” you stammer. “Me too, fuck. Let go, baby”

Steve collapses on top of you as he cums and you gush around him, your hips thrust so you can work through your orgasm on his cock. He moans in your ear over and over at the sensitivity and you come to the realization this is the best orgasm you’ve ever had. Shit, it’s the best sex you’ve ever had. 

As you both come down from your highs, you play with his hair and he presses kisses along your collarbone. You lay in a serene silence and you both have loopy smiles on your face. His room smells of sex, sweat, and his cologne. You’re both severely dehydrated and exhausted, but there’s nowhere else you’d rather be. 

“Leave him” Steve says, his words muffled by his face being buried in your neck. “I can’t understand you, Steve” you giggle. He moves his head to look up at you. You get lost in his eyes. They’re beautifully golden and you truly believe you could stare into them forever. You could connect the freckles on his face like a constellation and he’s truly the most mesmeric person you’ve ever seen. 

“Leave him” he repeats. “For you?” you ask, hopeful he says yes. “Not just for me, but for you too. You deserve the world, y/n, and I’m not saying I could give it to you, but I’d try a hell of a lot harder than he would” he promises. 

You feel like you could burst into tears. You’ve known Steve for less than twelve hours and he’s made you feel more than your boyfriend ever did throughout three years.

“Okay” you whisper “I’ll do it for me and for you”

“yeah? you wanna be my girl?” he beams. “More than anything. Can we take things slow? well, starting now”  you chuckle. “I’ll do whatever you want me to” he kisses the tip of your nose before laying his head on your chest. 

You fall asleep in each other's arms that night and you break up with your now ex-boyfriend the next day, like you should’ve done a long time ago. 

Who would’ve thought April 29th would change your life forever?

[darnell-la]

Forbid - Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson & Steve Harrington

pairing: older!dom!billy hargrove x older!mean!eddie munson x secretive!steve harrington x reader

summary: a new app had surfaced worldwide, and y/n seemed interested. this hookup app threw Steve and Eddie over the edge to the point they forbade her to participate. knowing y/n, she did anyway, but what happens when it is someone her two coworkers have had past problems with? will she ignore the weeks of sexting and disobey her coworkers?

warning: Eddie, Steve, and Billy in their 40s, y/n in her mid-20s, hookup kink, sex in the woods, sex on a car, prey kink, slapping, hair pulling, force gagging, bondage, ass slapping, gripping, very rough sex, pleasurable crying, etc.

note: this is part one of forbid! if you guys want more, please comment, share, and follow us! also, please remember to send in requests. this is supposed to be a foursome, so please stay tuned.

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3rd person pov

“It��s just a fantasy hookup. It’s like Tinder, but it’s not. It’s better if we’re being honest,” y/n tried explaining the app to her older colleagues. “Isn’t that dangerous? Like what if that person you’re meeting with is a serial killer?” Steve asked, very concerned about this new app that came out.

“Yeah, but that’s the fun of it,” Y/n said with an awkward laugh. “Hmm,” Eddie took a look at Steve before looking back at y/n. Eddie knows how y/n is. She felt comfortable talking to him about her more personal life, so he knew this was going to come up sooner or later.

“I heard about the app a few weeks ago. Didn’t think it was real, but here I am, bleeding my ears out,” Eddie rolled his chair away from the conversation and back to his tattoo station as Steve went on his phone to look this hookup app up.

The glasses on the lower bridge of his nose show y/n how concerned he is. When he brings his glasses out, that’s when you know he really cares about a situation.

“There’s no way this shit is real. Eds, look at this,” Steve turned his phone towards Eddie. The older man sighed loudly as he lazily rolled back over to y/n and Steve. His mood is already ruined.

“What do you even do? Oh, mister stranger sir, please fuck me behind a bar,” Eddie mocked before scoffing and rolling back to his desk. “So fuckin’ dumb,” Eddie said, only hating on the app because y/n has taken a liking to the idea.

“It’s kind of cool. C’mon, guys! What if there was a pretty lady on the app who would happily meet you two?” Y/n genuinely asked, knowing Eddie would take it, but Steve, he’s different.

Eddie has spoken to her about Steve’s past, and that he’s done with whatever hoe-phase he went through. He’s just a happy businessman, waiting to meet the perfect woman.

One thing Eddie hasn’t told y/n is that Steve has already met his perfect woman, but she’s not woman enough for him, but he’s willing to wait it out. This conversation isn’t helping him wait.

“Stevie here ain’t fallin’ for it, sweetheart, so stop askin',” Eddie said, trying to concentrate on his emails about appointments, but y/n keeps talking about this app. She was hoping they’d have a different reaction because now, they definitely won’t have a good reaction once she brings out the news.

“I signed up,” y/n said under her breath, but they heard her loud and clear. “What!?” The older men shouted, making her jump. “What the hell are you thinking, y/n!?” Steve asked as his fists tightened. She can’t go out there.

“Look, I’ll try it out one time, and if I don’t like it, I won’t do it again,” Y/n said, trying to convince them. “One time can get you killed. This is too dangerous. I forbid!” Eddie said in a serious tone.

“What!? No, you can’t forbid anything from me. You’re not my dad,” y/n laughed at the older man. “Yeah, well I’m your boss, and if you participate in this, you’re fired. There,” Eddie said with no care.

“What!? Eddie, you can’t do that!” Y/n said as Steve laughed. “This isn’t funny,” Y/n said, making them both laugh together. “Whatever, I’m going on break,” y/n walked out of the building, angry at the threat Eddie just gave her.

To give y/n a break from Eddie and Steve, she drove to the mall to eat at the food court and get some college work done in the seating area.

She knew the two wouldn’t 100% agree with what she wanted to do, but she didn’t think they’d take it that far. It’s not a secret that the women workers do their own thing on the side, but when y/n wants to be on a hookup app, it’s a problem? She can’t believe them.

“Haven’t seen you in a while,” a familiar voice said out of nowhere. Y/n took her AirPods out and looked up at the figure. Billy Hargrove. “Billy,” y/n greeted, not smiling at him at all.

“See you still have that attitude,” Billy smirked as he tilted his head to check her out. He’s always been interested in her, but Steve and Eddie forbid she talk to him. Now that she thinks about it, they forbid a lot of things.

“You know you’re a big girl, right? Eddie and Steve can’t tell you who you can and can’t talk to,” Billy said, knowing the two older men want a fine young woman like y/n all to themselves.

“I choose not to talk to you, Mr, Hargrove,” y/n said, making Billy chuckle as he placed his hands over his heart. “Now that one hurt. What makes you call me by my last name? You know, I’m not too old,” Billy said, not letting y/n go.

“You’re like 40. Fuck off,” y/n said as she placed her AirPods back into her ear. As y/n went to play one of her college videos, her phone notification went off. She paid no mind to it until she realized that the notification came from.

At first, she stayed silent, hoping Billy would leave because he wouldn’t know what the app was, right?

“Interesting,” Billy said with a look before he walked off. Y/n rolled her eyes and then went back to her work. If he knew the app, it’s whatever, right?

The whole day, y/n shoooed then went home. She didn’t even bother to go back to work. Steve and Eddie had pissed her off.

As soon as y/n came home, she emailed the two, saying she’d not be attending work for a few weeks. She’s taking all of her leave. Let’s see how they like that.

As soon as the two men got the email, they flipped. They tried calling her and messaging her, but she wouldn’t answer. They even left voice messages, and yes, she listened to them, but never called back. It’s not like they can take her leave away.

For the next few weeks, y/n has been out and doing normal college work. This free time gave her a lot of time to be on the hookup app.

She hasn’t met anyone, but she’s been sexting a lot of people and getting free money just for her body looks. She’s never shown her face until it came down to one dude.

@HotNStuff is a stranger y/n has been sexting every day. He gives good money, but even without the money, he’s amazing. His reply time, his texting, his calls, his voice, his cock… Everything is perfect for y/n.

“Why don’t we meet? Any way you want princess,” the stranger said through text, making y/n’s cunt throb, but she can’t. Eddie forbids it, and if she goes, she could get fired, and she can’t have that. She needs the money.

As y/n went to reply, a photo popped up on her phone. The stranger had sent a picture of sex toys all spread out in his bed. “If you say, yes, I promise you, I’ll give you the best fantasy fuck of your life,” the stranger typed right under the photo.

“Fuck,” y/n whined under her breath. She’s definitely wet by now. She hesitated, but eventually messaged him back. “Lovers Rock at 6pm tomorrow,” y/n replied before tossing her phone and screaming to herself.

There’s no way Steve and Eddie would know, anyway. They’re too busy always working and when not working, they’re at the bar, downing beers.

Y/n picked her phone back up after a few notifications went off. “I swear to god, I’m gonna fuck you good. Been thinkin’ about this for a long long time,” the stranger said. Y/n loves how addicted she makes these men feel on this app.

“You’ve told me all your kinks, so I know what to do and not to do. But I will warn you, I don’t hold back. I like it rough,” he sent.

“Let our safe word be red. Pretty basic but easy to remember because trust me, princess, you’re gonna fuckin’ forget anything else,” the man kept turning y/n on more and more.

“That’s fine with me,” Y/n replied, trying not to sound too excited. “How do we start?” She asked. “As soon as I see you, the movie starts. One thing you have to do for me is wear your prettiest skirt with the smallest panties. Wear a tight shirt and long socks. I know you have them, baby,” he replied. He’s basically seen y/n’s whole sexual wardrobe.

After a little more of texting the stranger, y/n got herself in the shower. She’ll shave tonight and shower again tomorrow to be extra smooth and clean.

She’s excited but also scared. What if Eddie was right? What if these are serial killers? Y/n was stressed for a little but kit too long to have her change her mind. She’s going to go rather he and Steve like it or not.

It’s now the next day and 5pm. She has an hour to get to Lovers Rock and she’s so ready to meet this man. He looks close to her age. No, she hasn’t seen his face, but his body says enough. He’s fit and his cock is just way too nice.

Y/n had already taken a nice shower and now she smells like flowers and fruits. She’s never been this ready for sex in her life. The excited girl is now getting dressed in her tightest panties and well-fitted lingerie bra.

Before y/n could put her clothes on, she got a FaceTime call from Eddie. Her boss is how she addresses him now. Y/n sighed before she answered, only showing her face.

“Hello?” Y/n asked, trying to sound professional and not angry. “Hey, sweetheart. Was just wondering when you were coming back,” Eddie asked, knowing he knew. “In the email I sent, I said I was going to be back this Monday. That’s in two days.” Y/n said.

“Ah, okay,” Eddie said as you/n tried her best to not roll her eyes. “So, what are you doing tonight? Wanna eat out for dinner? Steve can’t come because he has work to do,” Eddie hoped y/n would take it.

“No, I’m sorry sir. I already made some plans,” y/n spoke, shocking Eddie a little. Sir? “Oh, uh, are you good? You kinda never call me sir,” Eddie awkwardly laughed. “Yeah, I’m good. Look I have to go so, see you Monday,” y/n fake smiled at the screen before hanging up.

Y/n placed her phone down and took a deep breath. They haven’t spoken since the day she left work, and all of a sudden, he calls now? An hour before she leaves to do what he forbids?

Y/n overthought a bit before her al went off, telling her that she was cutting it a bit close, so she grabbed her things and headed out of her door.

On the way there, y/n played some music to calm her down. It’s still light outside, so it’s not like this situation is totally bad.

Y/n drove for a good half an hour before she parked near Lovers Rock. People don’t come here anymore, so she thinks this place would be good for her sex fantasy.

The pretty girl walked her way up to the location and sat on a nearby bench, awaiting the stranger. She can already feel herself grow wet at the situation she’s in, and she loves it.

As soon as the clock hit 6pm, a car drove up the hill, heading her way. This must be him. Y/n stayed seated on the bench table as she kicked her legs back and forth, a little nervous.

The man in the car instantly grew hard at the sight of her. He’s been waiting a little too long to just not get what he wants tonight. This will be a fun night.

The man parked his car before leaving in his back seat to grab his duffle bag. Y/n waited until he slowly got out of his car. That’s when her face dropped. This can’t be.

“Hey, princess,” Billy spoke as he dropped the duffle bag and lit a cigarette. “HotNStuff?” Y/n asked his user name as he nodded. “If you want confirmation, you’ll find out soon,” Billy said as he took his jacket off and threw it through his window that was rolled down.

“There’s no way,” y/n pushed herself off of the bench, now standing and thinking to herself. It makes sense. She’s never seen his face. The way he texted her seemed like he already knew her as well. Now she’s kind of regretting putting her actual name as her user.

“You’re so easy to find and even more easy to impress,” Billy began walking towards the girl, taking a few hits of his strong-smelling cig. “Wait, no, this is a misunderstanding,” y/n said as she backed up just one step before she hit the bench.

“No, I don’t think it is,” Billy smirked as he scanned her body and blew out smoke. Fuck. “Wore what I told you to? Good girl,” he licked his lips now in front of her. “I-I thought you were someone else,” y/n said, trying to lean back, but she could only go so far.

“And that was who? Some stranger? God, you really are a whore,” Billy laughed to himself. They told the truth, and now he’s here to teach her a lesson. “I’m going to give you two chances,” Billy said, taking a step back.

“Safeword,” Billy spoke. “What?” Y/n asked, confused. “Say the safe word and we can leave this behind,” Billy said, giving her a chance. As y/n went to open her mouth, she stopped and thought to herself.

“If you leave, you don’t get what you want. You don’t get that special fantasy fuck you’ve been begging for,” Billy said, not making this choice better for her. “5 seconds,” he spoke, so he could start this movie he’s been waiting for.

“So now that you took your sweet ole time, I’ll give you a chance to run. If I can’t find you, you get to go him safe and sound, but once I catch that fine ass of yours, you’re in for a long night. Trust me,” Billy said, knowing he had much more planned for her that she didn’t know about.

Y/n’s mind got foggy but she ran. Why did she run? She doesn’t know, but she did. He told her to right? She can get out of this right? This was the only way, other than just saying the safe word… Why didn’t she just say the stupid fucking safe word?

“Oh, this is gonna be so much fun!” Billy shouted as he took his belt off and threw it near his duffle bag. “You don’t understand how hard I am right now, baby. I’m so fuckin’ hard,” Billy could barely keep himself together as his cock began to hurt.

“Billy, I-I made a mistake, okay? Just let me go and I swear this will be the last you hear from me,” y/n begged. “Now why would I want that, baby? I’ve wanted to fuck you for so many years, and now that I finally got you, you think ima let you go!? Fuck no,” Billy said now picking up his speed.

Y/n hid at Lovers Rock, hoping Billy would get tried as he walked up the slight hill, but she then remembered how fit he was. She’s definitely not getting away. She hasn’t run in years.

“You suck at this game, baby. Or maybe, you wanna be fucked. What am I kidding. You do,” Billy walked up the hill, so close to y/n, she could barely breathe. “You’ve never looked pretty. All scared and helpless. God, I’m gonna have the best night,” Billy spoke, getting closer to y/n.

For some reason, y/n decided to turn and try to run again, but it was too late. Billy had already gotten to her, grabbing her hair and pushing her right to her feet.

“Don’t worry, baby. Let’s get through this part so your pretty knees won’t bruise,” Billy said as he reached into his jeans and pulled his cock out. Y/n’s eyes widened at how much bigger he looked in person.

“I-I can’t do it. I actually can’t,” y/n tried sounding serious, but Billy ignored her. The man sighed as he forced his cock between y/n’s lips, making her take him whole. She instantly began gaging at the length he was.

“Fuck, y/n,” Billy chuckled as he rubbed his face with his free hand. He couldn’t believe his own eyes. She’s finally on his cock. “So fuckin’ good, fuck,” Billy cussed a storm full as he grabbed y/n’s face and began fucking into her mouth.

The young girl gagged harder as spit drooled down her chin. “You don’t understand this feeling, princess. I even took a few pills to last in you, baby, but they’re not help,” Billy admitted. “Fuck, I should have taken more,” Billy felt his knees buck. He wasn’t ready to cum, but her mouth feels too good.

“P-Please,” y/n’s words were muffled. She had no idea why she started begging now, but after she came to her senses that Billy was going to fill her mouth, she had to say something.

“Look at me,” Billy said, so close to the edge. Y/n closed her eyes, trying not to enjoy this, but it was hard. This is exactly what she’s wanted. “Look!” Billy slapped y/n’s cheek hard but soft enough so his cock wouldn’t slip out of her mouth.

“Disobey me again, and I’ll hurt you,” Billy threatened as she looked up at him with glossy eyes. Every vein rubbed against her throat as his thrusts got a bit sloppy until he finally pushed all the way down her throat.

He watched as she cried in his cock. She couldn’t take it, but he knew she liked it just like that. As Billy pulled out, a few strains of cum shot into her face and chest. “So pretty,” Billy admired her.

“My keys are in the car. If you can get to it, and drive to your car that I watched you park down the hill, I’ll let you go,” Billy said. “Hurry hurry,” Billy evilly smirked at her.

She knew this had to be some trick, but she did as told and ran as fast as she could back to his car. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” y/n stressed as she opened his car door and tried looking everywhere before he comes.

“Oh my god! Fuck!” Y/n grew angry. There’s no way he hid it. He got out of the car too fast to hide the keys. Y/n looked up and towards the way she ran from to see if Billy was coming, and he in fact was with a smirk as always. Always that fucking smirk.

“Times up, baby,” Billy said, but y/n continued looking. “Don’t cheat now. I said-“ Billy stopped for a second before he grabbed her ankles and pulled her out of his car as he said, “Time is up!”.

“Always knew you were hard-headed. God, aren’t you like in your mid-20s? And you still don’t fucking listen?” Billy pulled y/n to her feet before pushing her down onto the front of his car.

“Stay,” he demanded as her cheek grew cold on his metal front. Billy stepped back and then stepped to the side to look around in his duffle bag that he had ready and prepared for her.

“You’re in for a crazy night, baby,” Billy laughed to himself as he grabbed some things out to lock her up. “W-What will you do to me?” She asked, a bit scared but that’s what turns her on.

“Once I put this one, everything goes on for tonight, okay?” Billy tried getting her to speak and agree to this, but she kept her mouth shut. “You’ll regret that,” Billy gripped y/n’s ankles hard, causing her to whine out loud.

“Shut the fuck up,” Billy got into character, as he’s been waiting for this all day. Billy began locking y/n’s ankles up that had a bad in between the cuffs, forcing her to keep her feet apart.

“What the- Wait, Billy. Billy!” Y/n began freaking out. “Oh, now I’m Billy?” He laughed to himself as he continued with the set. The next two sets had straps so he could strap them around her knees and the other around her thighs.

“Billy, y-you can’t do this! I-I can’t even get free!” Y/n said, but the last time he checked, she was into any and everything. Billy stayed silent as he grabbed the handcuffs.

Without speaking, he grabbed her wrists and cuffed them behind her back as she tried wiggling to prevent him from getting what he wanted, but deep down, she was going easy.

The older man couldn’t stop laughing at the weaker woman, knowing she was faking this until she made it. That’s what he likes.

“Once I stretch this cunt out, you’re gonna want more,” Billy had leaned over y/n’a hear and whispered. “As if,” y/n said and seconds later, earned a smack on her ass.

“Let’s see what this ass looks like,” Billy lifted the pinned girl's skirt up, instantly letting out a rough groan in his throat. “There’s no way you’re not taken. Are you sure you’re not married and skipping around Hawkins acting single? I wouldn’t put it past you with your slutty kinks,” Billy grabbed y/n’s hair and pulled her back.

“I-I’m not married,” y/n whined as her hair ached. “I didn’t care anyways,” Billy stayed truthful as he grind his hips huh against her ass. He’s still hard, but he probably won’t be able to cum again. She’ll get cum either way tonight…

“You still okay with this baby?” Billy asked but quickly spoke again. “You’re not gonna answer anyways, since you’re a little bratty bitch,” Billy pushed y/n’s upper body down hard before pulling his jeans down this time.

“You’re gonna end up telling me how much you wanna sink on my cock, rather it’s sooner or later,” Billy said as he pulled y/n’s tight panties to the side before pushing at her soaked entrance without warning.

The two maimed at the feeling of pleasure. “God,” y/n moaned as a tear ran down her cheek. “Yeah, tell me about it,” Billy pushed further into her until she was too full of cock.

“Ssh, baby. Don’t want strangers hearing you being slut out in the middle of the woods,” Billy said, knowing she wouldn’t do anything to stop him if anyone came around the corner.

“O-Oh god,” y/n cried in pleasure as her cunt gripped Billy’s cock. “Fuck, don’t do that. I’m too old for those,” Billy said, but y/n couldn’t help herself. His cock feels too good.

“So inconsiderate,” Billy slapped at y/n’s ass once again before grabbing her waist to push her down in his car and fuck her into it. “Oh, you gonna cum? Gonna fuckin’ cum in my car like a desperate little bitch, hmm? Do it. I fuckin’ dare you to,” Billy snapped his hips harder into her.

“S-Shit!” Y/n shook as she came all over his lower body and car. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Y/n’s vision became blurry for a good while before she came back to her normal eyesight.

At first, she had thought ahead was a dream as she saw her boss leaning up against a tree. She went to ignore it and lay her head back down on Billy’s car until she realized he was actually there.

“Took you long enough,” Billy had slowed his thrust down as he leaned over and whispered in her ear. “E-Eddie?” Y/n asked, terrified before he pushed himself off of the tree and slowly made his way over to the two.

“You’re fired,” Eddie said, making y/n’s heart drop. How could he still fire her as Billy’s taking her from the back right in front of his face?

“Wait, Eddie, I can explain,” y/n said, but she had nothing to say to save herself. “I said what I said,” Eddie said now on the opposite side of Billy’s car, watching every second of y/n’s body jolting against his car.

“I’m sorry,” Y/n’s eyes began to water at the disappointment. Eddie just fired her yet she can’t stop clinching around Billy. Billy even chuckled as she clenched around him. “Still a slut. Even unemployed,” Billy picked his paste-up once again.

“P-Please, Billy, stop it,” y/n tried demanding as her voice cracked, but he ignored her, and he’ll continue to until she says the safe word she’s been refusing to say.

“Billy, please stop! I-I can’t do this anymore,” y/n tried speaking up for herself and seemed strong, but she was not. Her body was so weak against his. She probably couldn’t even walk back to her car after the fuck Billy was giving her.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Eddie said as he walked around the car. Y/n felt Billy pull out of him and step back. Eddie smirked at the locks on her, knowing she was not getting out of this.

“I’m so sorry, Eddie,” y/n kept tearing up. The poor girl was crying so much that she didn’t notice someone right behind her ass until the person pushed fully into her.

Y/n tried lifting her body up, but a hand instantly gripped the back of her neck and slammed her down in the car as the other dug into her waist. It’s Eddie. His rings are giving it away.

“Now that you’re not associated with my job anymore, you’re open to fuck,” Eddie spat before snapping his hips against her ass. How does he start off this fast, she doesn’t know, but she couldn’t stop moaning.

“E-E-Eddie!” Y/n basically screamed as his grip tightened on her skin. “Yeah? Like this? Like being a free-use bitch, waiting to be found and fucked. Wanna be filled by strangers, hmm? Huh!?” Eddie grew aggressive.

The older man let y/n’s neck go then reconnected it in her hair. “Look at this shit,” Eddie pulled y/n’s head back, causing her back to arch the furthest she’s done. “Do you not see yourself slitting yourself out? This belongs to me and whoever I allow to fuck it,” Eddie growled in her ear.

“Yeah, keep moaning. Keep fucking crying for my cock, and I swear to god I’ll give you a baby. Maybe then you’ll settle down,” Eddie kept saying mean things to her to get in her head, but she liked it. She likes it so fucking much.

“When we’re done here, we’re gonna head to Stevie’s house. See what he has to say about this slutty situation. Maybe you’ll listen to him,” Eddie pushed y/n’s upper body away from him before connecting his now free hand on the opposite side of the hand gripping her waist and leaving bruises.

“You’re so fucked, y/n, you have no fuckin’ idea. Steve tried giving you a long leash, but after he find out you disobeyed my orders, he’s gonna ruin you, and you won’t be able to handle it. Trust me,” Eddie threatened y/n once again.

“We used to call him King Steve for a reason,” Billy spoke up. There’s no reason he’s bigger than these two. Eddie’s right, she won’t be able to take it, but right now, she has no choice.

Eddie’s fucking her like a monster from hell as Billy, the supposed man he hates, watches him. They’re both getting off of this view and in y/n’s head that she will not admit to, she loves it. This is what she wanted.

part two?

[blazewrites-smut]

This was the winner of the poll I posted a week ago.

This was so much fun to make. I've never actually written this type of sexual activity beforem but I enjoyed it! I hope you all enjoy it as well!

Warning(s): NSFW warning ⚠️🔞 Masturbation and phone sex! If you are a minor, please do NOT read! This is a writing blog that contains NSFW content. Minors are not welcome!

TFP Optimus Prime X Gender Neutral Human Reader

Work had you stressed out, you were on a two week work trip away from the team and your beloved, Optimus. You missed him so much. You craved him. His touch, voice, kiss, everything. You wanted him. You were pent up, and the stress didn't help.

Tonight though, Optimus thought of a great solution to your problem as well as his. It as brought to his attention when doing research on how to relieve stress while long distance. Something that intrigued him and fueled his curiosity of how it would work. This idea ended up with you holding your phone, video chat online. You could see Optimu sitting at his desk, the datapad showing a live screening of his upper half. You were anxious and excited, you've never done this before. And Optimus has neither, it was a new experience that you both were willing to try.

"You seem nervous, do we need to stop?" Optimus asks making you panic that your wiggling and fidgeting was coming off as anxious.

"No, I'm ok. Just- Just excited. I miss you, Optimus. This isn't the real thing but it's close enough. And it's new, I know you aren't one for trying new things that often." You hear him chuckle, you could imagine the rumble of his chassis. His voice was so deep and intoxicating, there were a few times he made you cum from him talking you through an orgasm.

This mech drove you crazy.

"Are you ready? I would like to see you again." Optimus starts, you see his right arm shift to move between his legs. He was more than likely excited for this as well. He was great at keeping his cool in check. You nod in response to his question, before moving the phone to rest on an object to prop it up, you spread your legs and lean against the pile of pillows. Exposing your body to him.

Your sex exposed to him. You heard his engine revv before he cleared his throat with a nervous smile. "By the Primes, you are as beautiful/handsome when I last had you naked beneath me." You bite your lip as your hand travels down your body, smoothly gliding down to your crotch where you start to tease yourself. You can see Optimus shakily ex-vent as he watches you work your magic.

Your fingers tease yourself, gliding up and down before you cup yourself and start working yourself up. It's exciting. Watching the mech you know to be in control of his emotions, start to slip the act of leader, the real him starting to slip through. Tje gentle, lovinv mech starting to emerge as he got all worked up over you. His words of encouragement and groans, having you continue working yourself up towards your end.

You make sure to be a little louder than normal so he can hear you. It obviously works as he suddenly grabs the datapad and aims it's down to his lap. Your gasp stutters at the sight. His spike is rock hard, weeping at the tip. His other servo is stroking at it vigorously.

"Come with me, I wanna hear you. I want to hear just how old you are making yourself." He orders, you don't hesitate. You quickly pick up to pace. Gasping and moaning his name as the two of you watch each other start to peak towards your end. You moan his name, shaking and bucking as you cum. You can vaguely hear Optimus groaning as he releases as well. The sounds of moaning and wet, slick masturbation fills the room.

When you come back down, mind hazey yet satisfued, Optimus is leaning back against his office chair. His faceplate flushed, and his vents cycled air loudly on the other side of the call.

"How was that?" You ask him, hoping he liked it. He chuckles with a gentle smile as he starts to clean himself up. A rag he's used on himself before when the two of you have been intimate.

"It was great, my Spark. Though, I miss the real thing. I hope you know, when you return. You will not be leaving my berth for the rest of the night." He says, his voice growing husky, sending chills up your spine at the images and sounds your imagination created from that little sentence.

You were glad the trip would be ending soon.

[bexleyfix]

Dirty Pool, Doll...

(Revisions complete!)

WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY (NO MINORS) NSFW... swearing, smoking, fluff and stuff, angst, smut, sexual content, oral sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up, fools!)

Relationship: Eddie Munson x Y/N (friends to lovers), Vickie, Robin, mentions of Nancy and Steve, etc.

Copying, translating, or posting my work on any other platform is expressly forbidden. I do not give my permission.

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"Senior year officially sucks!" I plopped down across from Robin and slammed my head on the lunch table. "I can't wait for this year to be over so I can finally be free of this shithole."

"Seriously, Y/n? The school year just started. It can't be that bad. Stop being so dramatic."

I lifted my head. "That's easy for you to say, Robin. The majority of your classes are spent with people you can tolerate. Why can't I have more than two classes with you, Vickie and Nancy? I mean... I'd even take Munson for Christ's sake?"

I looked over at the infamous freak table. There was Eddie, chewing on his pretzels and laughing at whatever the Hellfire peanut gallery was discussing. (Damn, is he handsome)

"I mean, I never really talk to the guy except for a hello here and there, but at least he's not an asshole. I swear, if I have to spend one more minute taking shit from the dick bag jock brigade I'm gonna unleash. They're really testing my inner bitch."

I snuck another look at Eddie. He and his buddies were nice guys. I loved Mike of course, and all of his friends. And Eddie may've been known to most as a freak, but I found him to be quite charming... and incredibly adorable. Something I've managed to keep to myself for almost two years. (Or so I thought)

My gaze lingered a little too long. Eddie looked at me and I quickly averted my eyes. (Shit, I hope he didn't notice me staring) I couldn't help but look over again and saw that he was still looking at me, this time with a smile. (SHIT! He did notice) I turned my horrified gaze back to Robin pretending nothing happened.

"Well, you shouldn't have quit band. Then you'd have another class with me. Plus, you're gonna miss the band trip this year."

"Yeah, well... if the band director didn't act like a total Nazi dictator during practice I may've stayed." I took another quick peek at Eddie. He was giggling, having turned his attention back to his previous conversation.

"Well, Y/n, you know I love you, and I wish I could help, but my hands are tied. All I can say is, try and crawl out of your shell and make nice with people so you can at least get through classes without having a nervous breakdown. Hey, isn't Keith in one of your classes? Hang out with him."

"Really, Robin? Keith? It's bad enough we have to work with him. He won't stop staring at me with his mouth open. It's creepy. And I'm pretty sure I saw him eating pencil lead in Biology the other day, so..."

"Ok, so no Keith."

"No Keith."

"Well... I'm out of ideas."

I slammed my head back down on the table and whined.

I didn't fit in with any particular clique. I'm not popular, but I'm also not labeled a loser. I'm kind of in the middle. Mainly because my core group of friends consists of Vickie, Robin, and Nancy. We're all from different walks of life so we get along with most people. Vickie's been my friend since kindergarten. She and Robin became friends freshman year during band, and last year, by some bizarre twist of fate, Robin and Steve Harrington became inseparable, he's super close with Nancy, so there's that. We all loved being around each other, but our schedules this year were practically polar opposites. And I wasn't exactly a 'social butterfly'. I'm painfully shy unless I know someone well, so I pretty much keep to myself.

Now, the jocks... well, they're in a social class of their own. Chrissy Cunningham is super sweet and never gives me problems, but the others... what a shit show.

I love Metal and Glam bands, which is evident by the many pictures of my favorite musicians plastered all over my book covers and inside my locker. I also wear a lot of band t-shirts. That's part of the reason the jocks give me so much shit. That and my all-around lack of girly appearance. I wasn't hard on the eyes, but I was a tomboy. I also made a huge mistake last year. A brief obsession with Depeche Mode resulted in me cutting off all my hair, which kinda made me look like a boy, so that earned me some torment. It's grown enough to where I'm able to style it again, and I did start wearing lipstick this year, but that was as girly as I got.

"No, you're right, Robin. I just... you know I don't have an easy time talking to people."

"Hi, ladies! Sorry, I'm late. I got held up in Clarke's class. Nance has a school paper thing so she's not eating today." Vickie set her lunch on the table and sat down next to Robin. "What's with her?" She asked, noticing my melancholy expression.

"Oh, you know. The usual. Classes without us, her lack of social skills, the jock jackoffs."

"Ah, I see. They still givin' you shit?"

"That's an understatement. And I have Clarke next period with ALL of them. It's a nightmare."

The bell rang signaling the end of lunch. "Well, off to Hell. I'll see you guys later." They waved at me with sympathetic looks on their faces as I headed to my next class.

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I was sitting at my Biology table, listening to my Walkman like I always do, waiting for class to start. I'd just about finished doodling a Megadeth logo on my notebook when my headphones were knocked down my forehead. I looked over to see Jason and his goons laughing at me. I turned in my chair so I was facing him. "Touch me again, Carver, and I'll break your fucking arm."

"Ooooo... I'm scared, Y/l/n." Jason laughed again and sat down. Chrissy gave me a look of concern. I could tell she wasn't ok with what Jason was doing. I gave her a little smirk to let her know I was fine when I heard a gravelly voice chime in from behind me.

"I wouldn't test her, Carver. I'm pretty sure she can kick your ass." (What the fuck!) I turned to find Eddie standing next to my table. He smiled at Chrissy and my heart sank. (Figures... he likes the pretty cheerleader... Wait!... He wasn't in this class. What was he doing here? What the Hell was happening right now?!)

"Oh, is that so, Freak?" Jason got in Eddie's face.

"Sure is... go ahead, find out. I'd love to see her break your arm. Ooooo, but then how would you play your precious game of balls and laundry baskets?" Jason pushed Eddie hard causing him to stumble backward. I started to get out of my seat to intervene. Luckily Mr. Clarke walked in before anything else could happen.

"Alright Class. Everyone settle down." He shot Jason and Eddie a look.

"You're lucky, Freak," Jason whispered.

"Go fuck yourself, Carver," Eddie spat back as Jason went back to his seat. Eddie leaned over to me. "This seat taken?"

"Uh, no... no." He smiled at me and sat down, leaning over to look at my doodle.

"Megadeth... nice!" He flashed me the Megadeth patch on his vest and smiled. I smiled brightly meeting his huge, gorgeous, brown eyes then looked away bashfully. I was still very confused by... well... everything, so I turned back to him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I whispered.

"Oh, hi Munson, good to see you," he whispered. "Hey... thanks for coming to my rescue back there. That was very kind and manly of you." His words were dripping with sarcasm. He just smiled at me and turned to his books. We continued in hushed voices.

"Alright, smartass... I didn't mean it like that." He winked at me, causing the butterflies in my stomach to do summersaults. I looked down at my notebook, hoping the flushed feeling in my cheeks wasn't visible. "What I meant was... you're not in this class... so why are you sitting here?"

"Turns out I need one more science class to graduate. I refuse to be a 4th year Senior, so I dropped study hall and picked up Biology."

"Oh... cool..." I smiled to myself. "And by the way... I didn't need rescuing. I'm a black belt in Taekwondo, but I appreciate the gesture."

"I know..." he whispered. I looked at him shocked, but his attention was fixed on Mr. Clarke.

"You... you do?!"

"Of course." Still no movement.

"Wha... HOW?"

He turned his head my way and smiled. "Y/n... Doll." He emphasized the word 'Doll' with a cock of his head and a smirk. I lifted my brow giving him that 'what the fuck did you just call me?' look. "I've been secretly stalking you in the hopes of one day catching you unaware and locking you up in my sex dungeon." I blinked dramatically and my eyes went wide, but his inability to keep a straight face was my assurance that he was joking. I smiled, shaking my head, and glared waiting for the real answer. "The Taekwondo place is right next to the gas station. I see you there all the time."

"Ahhhhh, well, I guess I dodged a bullet." I let out an exaggerated breath and feigned wiping sweat from my brow. 

"So does this mean you're not interested in being my sex slave?" His smile was ridiculous, and he tapped my arm, chuckling at my seemingly unamused expression. "I may be a freak, Doll, but contrary to popular belief, I'm not a sadistic deviant... unless you want me to be." He flashed me a wicked smile and wiggled his eyebrows.

I snickered and shook my head. "There's something seriously wrong with you, Munson." I couldn't help but smile. His deep laughter was so enticing.

"Well, it got you smiling, so I'd say that's a win." I nodded and returned my attention to my notebook. (Jesus, when did it get so fucking hot in here) "And by the way, I'd never offer you up to the wolves like that if I didn't know you could fight," he trailed off. "Although... I was kinda hoping you'd beat his ass. I would've loved to see the look on his face." I just laughed.

"Ok guys... we're having a lab today, so pair up," Clarke announced.

My anxiety reared its ugly head. No one ever wants to partner with me in this class. I always get stuck with Keith. I looked over at him, and sure enough, there he was, chewing on his pencil, staring at me. He stood up and started to walk over. (No... no, no, no, no, no, no!) Eddie must've noticed the look of fear on my face.

"Sorry dude... Y/n agreed to be my partner today." Eddie chimed in before Keith could get a word out.

"I did?" He bumped my knee with his. "Yeah... yeah, I did... sorry, Keith."

"Whatever," he said and walked away.

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks," I said.

"No problem, Doll... and they call me a freak. Nice enough dude, but he takes creepy to a whole new level." I laughed and nodded in agreement.

We managed to get through class without any more issues from the douchebag convention, and when it was over we cleaned up our equipment.

"Lemme walk you to your next class... you know... in case Carver and his cronies want to try anything."

"I appreciate it, Munson, but it's really not necessary."

"Not for your protection, Doll... for mine." We both laughed. "Come on," he waved for me to follow him. I threw my bookbag over my shoulder and ran after him.

We got quite a few looks from people as we walked down the hall together, and by the look on Eddie's face, it didn't go unnoticed.

He leaned over to me. "You sure you wanna be seen with the town Freak?"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "Fuck these people, Munson. It's so childish. I'm very aware that you're not some Satanic, Devil worshiper." He smiled brightly at my words.

"Yeah, well...you're one of a select few." He said bashfully. All of a sudden Eddie was pushed from behind and slammed into a set of lockers. Jason came out of nowhere and got right in Eddie's face.

"Not so tough now, are ya, Freak! WHAT THE...!" I grabbed Jason by the arm and locked it painfully behind his back. "What, you need your freaky little girlfriend to fight your battles for you, Munson? OW, FUCK!" I pushed Jason face-first into the lockers and tightened my grip. Everyone in the hall was watching the commotion as Jason tried desperately to free himself.

"Hey, I'm a lover, not a fighter. And she makes her own decisions, Dick!"

"He's not the only one who's sick of your shit, Carver. Now... unless you want me to make good on my offer, I suggest you and your goon squad leave us, and the rest of the Hellfire Club, the fuck alone... that is... unless you want the entire school to know that you got your ass beat by 'Munson's freaky little girlfriend'." The words just spilled out, I didn't even realize what I said 'cause I was so pissed.

"Yeah, ok, ok! Whatever, you crazy bitch!" And with that, I let him go and glared at him. He straightened himself up, and he and his cronies ran in the opposite direction. When I spotted Chrissy my expression softened and I mouthed an 'I'm sorry', but she just smiled and followed after them. I turned my attention back to Eddie.

"Sorry about that. You ok?"

"Are you kidding?! That was fucking Metal, Doll. Did you see his face? Totally worth it." He shot me a wink and we smiled at each other. To my surprise, he threw his arm over my shoulder. "Thanks...," then he leaned in close and said jokingly, "freaky girlfriend." I smiled shyly, and we continued walking to my next class.

●●●●●

The rest of the week was absolutely amazing. Eddie entertained me every day in Biology, he started walking me to all of my classes, we'd make faces at each other across the cafeteria, and then sneak to the woods to have a cigarette before class. And the best part... the jocks had finally backed off. Sure we got seething glances from Carver and his dick bag friends, but that's where it ended.

On Friday after school, I was walking with Eddie to his Hellfire meeting when we ran into Robin and Vickie as they were leaving the band room. We said our goodbyes to Eddie and he headed around the corner, but not without throwing a wad of paper at my head before he vanished. I opened up the paper to reveal his messy scribbles and smiled.

Play pool with me tonight after Hellfire. 8 o'clock. I'll pick you up.

Eddie

"What was that about?" Vickie asked.

"Nothing... he wants to play pool tonight."

She chuckled, "Does he know how ridiculously good you are?"

"No, he does not." I smiled slyly.

"Well..." Robin started. "We're going to get a coffee before I have to be at work. Wanna join?"

"Absolutely!"

●●●●●

The three of us made our way to the local coffee shop. We grabbed our drinks and sat down at a table in front of the building.

"God, aside from lunch, I feel like we haven't seen you in ages."

"Yeah... I'm sorry about that, Robin. I had Keith change my schedule this week so I could work on my car with my dad."

"Ah, well... you need to have a phone put in your garage then. I was starting to get worried when I couldn't reach you."

"I'm so sorry. You know I hate to worry you." I gave her a big hug.

"I see you've been spending a lot of time with Munson." Vickie shot me an accusatory smile.

"Yeah, well, thank God he picked up Biology. We've become pretty good friends. That reminds me. The jocks have finally backed off! I think Carver realized I was serious about fucking him up. I'm actually glad I lost my shit." They both laughed.

"I still can't believe I missed that. It's about time someone put that asshole in his place." I nodded at Robin. "I'm also glad you took my advice and stepped out of your shell. It's nice to see you're not miserable anymore. And Munson seems like a good dude."

"Yeah, well... he's the one who initiated conversation. He's so sweet, and surprisingly easy to talk to, and super funny. I'm constantly in stitches. He even walks me to all my classes." The thought of him was making me giddy. I looked down and smiled, biting my lip.

"Oh... my God!"

"What?" I realized my mistake and tried to play dumb.

Robin gave Vickie a swat on the arm. "Do... do you have a thing for Munson?!" I'm pretty sure I was blushing. "You... you do, don't you?!"

"I FUCKING KNEW IT!" Vickie yelled.

"NO!... I mean... I really wouldn't call it a thing..." I was shifting uncomfortably in my chair, unable to look them in the eyes. "He's just... he's really sweet, ya know? Not the crazed, Satanic lunatic everyone makes him out to be... I don't know..." I trailed off, picking at my coffee cup.

"Oh... oh, Wow! You know you can't play dumb with us. You're a terrible liar."

Vickie started on me again. "I mean, I thought I caught you staring at him a couple of times, but... Wow!"

"Shut up." I looked down at my cup again. "Yes, I stare at him... a lot... but... well, look at him! He's a gorgeous metalhead, and you know I love me a metalhead... but... it's not like he's interested in me. I think he likes Chrissy. He's always smiling at her." By the looks on their faces, they could sense I was disappointed. "We're just friends. We enjoy each other's company. He likes that I treat him like a human being."

"Oh... oh honey... no." Robin continued. "I see the way he looks at you."

"Wait... WHAT?!"

"Well... you know nothing gets past me. I see it all the time!"

"You DO?!"

"Well... yeah."

"W-why haven't you ever said anything?! How long has this been going on?!" I was hysterical.

"Since Junior year," Vickie said nervously.

"JUNIOR YEAR?!" I yelled. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Robin continued. "Yeah... well, it started with just glances here and there. I didn't think anything of it... and then... I started to notice it a lot more."

"L-like, when?"

"Well... at first it was just at lunch... then I noticed it when we all had Algebra together... then whenever we were at the arcade... and at the Video Store." She winced, waiting for my reaction.

"Jesus, Robin! I can't fucking believe this! I'VE BEEN DROOLING OVER HIM FOR ALMOST TWO YEARS!"

"Yeeeeeeaaaaah... Harrington picked up on it too."

"Oh... well... that's just fucking great! Why the hell didn't anyone tell me?!"

"We wanted to, but... when you started to get all that shit from the jocks, we just thought..." she hesitated for a moment, looking at Vickie, "we thought adding Munson to the mix would've made things worse for you."

"Oh, Robin... you know I don't care about that shit!"

"I know! I'm sorry... we were worried about you."

I sighed heavily and grabbed each of them by the hand. "Look, I don't blame you guys. You're my best friends. I love you both, and I know you've only ever looked out for me... I'm just... I'm kicking myself right now. I didn't mean to take out my frustration on you guys. I should've made a move earlier. I just... I never did because I thought for sure he had a thing for Chrissy!"

"Oh no, Hon... he's nice to most girls. He's always been like that... and um..."

"And, what?!"

She exhaled heavily. "Well, a while back, Nancy overheard Mike and Eddie talking. Eddie was telling Mike how pretty he thought you were, but he was afraid to approach you because he didn't think you would waste your time on 'The Freak'," Robin held up her fingers in air quotes, "of Hawkins High. Mike told him you weren't shallow like that and told him to go for it, but..."

"But WHAT?!"

She shuddered before continuing. "He noticed how the jocks treated you too. Like us, he didn't want to make it worse." I pressed my fingers to my temples. I felt like my head was about to explode as I processed all this new information. "But... m-maybe he changed his mind about that. Now that I think about it... it would explain why he asked me what science class you were in." She immediately slapped her hands over her mouth realizing what she just said.

"He did WHAT?!" They both shuddered at my reaction.

"I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry! Please don't kill me." She pleaded.

I just waved it off, leaning my head back over my chair, and covering my face with my hands. "Oh... my God." I sat bolt upright. "I just had an epiphany... it all makes sense now."

"What?... What makes sense?"

"His decision to take Biology... his behavior... why he stood up for me... why he wants to walk me to my classes... why he's so touchy with me."

Robin and Vickie exchanged confused glances. "Um... what're we missing?"

"He caught me staring at him at lunch on Monday!"

"So."

"SO! He... he caught me staring... and, and, and... I tried to hide it by looking away, but when I looked over again to see if he noticed he was smilingoooooooooh, shit!... He knows! That's why he finally started talking to me! He was testing the water. That was his IN."

"Well... that's good, right?" Vickie asked.

"What?!" I shot her a horrified glance. "I... I don't know! I mean... yeah it's good, but... SON OF A BITCH! I've just wasted the last year and a half pining for no fucking reason!!! I could've been with him this whole fucking time! What the hell am I supposed to do now?!"

"Uh... first, you're gonna calm the fuck down, then you're gonna go home, put on something HOT, and go get you that metalhead you've always wanted."

I nodded at Robin in agreement. I shakily grabbed a smoke from my bag, lit it, and took a drag trying to calm my nerves.

"Guys... I'm sorry. You know how much I love you and Nance, but I'm gonna be absent a bit longer." I got up quickly, pulled them both into a hug, and smiled. "I have a LOT of lost time to make up for." And with that, I ran like hell to my car.

"TELL YOUR DAD YOU'RE STAYING AT MY PLACE THIS WEEKEND!!!" Robin shouted after me, smiling.

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I was sitting in my room on my bed. My leg was going a mile a minute. I was so nervous and excited. I took Robin's lead and told my dad I'd be spending the weekend at her house. This was nothing out of the ordinary so he didn't question it... but I had other plans. I decided to throw on my pleated, plaid skirt, a short, navy blue, low-cut, tank to match, and my Docs. I styled my messy pixie cut and put on my raisin-colored lipstick. Then I heard it, Eddie's van pulling into the driveway. I looked out the window, grabbed my bag, and bolted downstairs. I yelled bye to my dad and ran outside before Eddie could make it to the door.

"Hey, Doll. Where's the fire?" I don't know what came over me but I was compelled to give him a big hug, which I'd never done before. I think it kinda threw him off, but he went with it and held me close. (God, he smelled so good) "You alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Let's get outta here." I ran to the van.

"Ok?" He opened the passenger door for me and walked around the front of the van to get into the driver's seat. Once he'd closed the door, he just... looked at me. I must've seemed mental. "You sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm... I'm good. Just... excited to play."

"Alright, let's go then." He shot me a smile and started the van.

When we got to the arcade we claimed an empty pool table, and Eddie went and got us something to drink. I picked out a pool cue and checked it for balance, chalked it up, and racked the balls.

"Damn... done this before?" He set our drinks on the table.

"Um, not really," I lied. I didn't know what I was going to do, but I was determined to have a little fun with him. "I've played a few times with the girls and Harrington, so I picked up the basics."

"Ok... you wanna break?"

"Uh, no... you go ahead. I kinda suck at that." (Where the hell was I going with this?)

"Alright... prepare to be schooled by the master."

I just laughed. "You're on, Munson."

We played a few games. He was really good, but not as good as I was, which he had yet to discover. Then I made a split decision that would most definitely change the dynamic of our entire relationship, or lack thereof.

"Dammit, Munson! You won again."

"Yeah, well... there's not much to do in this boring ass town but get high, drink beer, and do shit like this." He smiled that gorgeous smile. (Here goes nothin')

"Care to make it interesting?"

"What'd you have in mind, Doll?" He was genuinely intrigued. He lit a cigarette and took a drag.

"A friendly wager."

"I'm listening," he said, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

"Let's keep it simple. If I win, I get to ask something of you, and if you win, you get to ask something of me."

"Ok? What are we asking for?"

"Whatever... just... keep it a secret. That way neither one of us feels compelled to throw the game."

"Fair enough. You got a deal." We shook on it.

I smiled slyly. "Rack 'em," I told him.

"As you wish."

I started to play a bit better, still not to my full potential, but enough to where I had one ball left and he had a shot at the 8. He placed his cigarette between his lips. "Here we go, Doll. 8 ball, corner pocket."

I lit a cigarette of my own. He shot me a wink and bent down to line up his shot. He looked so sexy with the cigarette hanging from his pouty lips, and the smoke billowing in front of his face. I put my cigarette between my lips and immediately walked to the pocket at which he was aiming. I leaned my hands on the corner of the table and bent down slightly. He was just about to shoot when I leaned in more, using my biceps to push my boobs together so he had a good view of my cleavage. When his eyes caught sight the stick slipped from his grip and he knicked the side of the cue ball, missing his shot. He didn't move. He just stared at me in disbelief as I gave him an evil smile.

I straightened up, grabbed my pool cue, chalked it up, and took my shot. I sank my last ball with ease. Then I went for the 8. I called my shot. "Side pocket." I moved around the table in front of him, brushing my ass against the front of his jeans, and I bent over the table to line up my shot. I could feel the hem of my skirt lift slightly as I did so. No doubt he was staring at my ass. I took the shot, and the game was over. "Wooooooooo," I threw my arms in the air victoriously. "I win!" He looked at the ground chuckling, and shook his head, then peered at me through those dark lashes.

"That was dirty pool, Doll."

"Why, Mr. Munson. Whatever do you mean?" I went to the little high-top table, grabbed my drink, and took a sip like nothing happened. He walked over to me, hands in his pockets, and stood a few inches in front of me, still staring. His eyes were incredible. All I could do was stare back, frozen in place.

"You know exactly what I mean." He took his hands out of his pockets, put them on my waist, and slowly backed me into the wall. "You hustled me... and you cheated."

My head was spinning. His eyes were boring into mine. "I... I did no such thing."

"Oh?... so you didn't just pretend that you have no skills, or flash those perfect tits of yours making me miss my shot?" His eyes veered toward my chest before meeting mine. His body was pressed completely against mine, his lips lingering inches from my face, and his fingers at the edge of my shirt brushing my skin lightly.

I shook my head slowly. "Nope... I won fair and square." He laughed slightly and backed away leaving me breathing heavily. (FUCK!) I could feel the wetness starting to pool between my legs.

He sat at the table, propped his elbow on it, and rested his chin in his hand. "Alright... if that's how you wanna play... what are your demands?" He continued to smile knowing he wouldn't win this battle.

"Well... first I'd like to know what you were gonna ask for... had you not had your ass handed to you."

"You really wanna know?"

"Wouldn't have asked if I didn't."

"Alright then," he straightened up on the stool and laced his fingers together resting them on his lap. Then he lifted a hand and beckoned me over with one finger. I obliged and walked to him slowly until I was standing between his knees. I gave a startled squeal as he lifted me by the backs of my thighs and sat me down on the edge of the pool table. I started laughing. Eddie rested his hands on the table on either side of my hips and looked down at my face. "I uh... I was gonna ask if... if you uh... if you wanted to be my freaky little girlfriend." I just smiled as he spoke, looking down at my lap, blushing.

"Oh. Well, that's... that's too bad... 'cause, um... 'cause I probably would've said yes. Sucks for you, huh?" I teased, then looked back up at his face.

"Oh yeah? Well, if you would've said yes... I was also gonna ask if I could do this." He practically whispered his words and moved in closer between my legs. I could feel his cock starting to get hard through his jeans as it pressed firmly against my now-soaked core. He took my face in his hands and placed his lips on mine. It started soft, and then he pulled my head closer, deepening the kiss as he shoved his tongue in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his soft, curly hair as we crushed our faces together. When he broke the kiss we were both breathing heavily. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close, still looking at my face as I continued to play with his hair.

"So, um... what else do you want from me?" He wiggled his eyebrows. I let out a hearty laugh.

"Well... a couple of things actually."

"Huh. Is that so?" He leaned in and whispered in my ear. "And, uh... what would those things be?"

"Well... I'd like to ask you a question..." He just waited. "Do you really think my tits are perfect?"

"Uhh..." He looked down at them, cheeks flushed, and licked his lips. Then his eyes met mine. "Doll... what're you trying to do to me?" He did look like he was having a really hard time holding back.

"I'm asking the questions, Munson... answer," I whispered the demand.

"Uh," he started laughing nervously. "I can only imagine how perfect they are... and... I've imagined them... a lot," he confessed. "Like... A LOT, a lot." I smiled bashfully. "And, Doll?"

"Yeah?" I whispered.

"That ass of yours..." he sucked in a breath of air and furrowed his brow emphasizing his approval, "now that's the money maker." He smiled at me playfully as I laughed.

"Eddie?"

"What, Sweets?"

"We've wasted so much time."

He looked genuinely confused. "How do you mean?"

"I mean... what I really want... is you." He looked at me completely shocked.

"Me?!" I gave him a nod. "How so?" God, he was oblivious.

I rolled my eyes and sighed before I continued. "Eddie... how should I put this?" I placed my hand on the back of his head and pulled it forward so I could whisper into his ear. "First off... you look like you just pissed yourself," he immediately looked down at his crotch in horror, "and the reason for that... is because I'm not wearing any underwear." He lifted his head. I had his attention now. "Secondly... my dad thinks I'm at Robin's all weekend... soooo... I want you... to take me to your place... 'cause I've been crazy about you for almost two years... and we need to make up for lost time." I placed a small wet kiss just below his ear lobe, let go of his head, and leaned back to look at him. The look on his face was priceless. Then I hopped off the pool table and ran like hell to the van. He was chuckling devilishly, and not far behind.

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When he pulled up to his trailer he jumped out of the van and threw open the passenger door. He scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder before kicking the door shut. Then he ran with me into his trailer. He carried me back to his bedroom and threw me onto the bed. I watched him with excitement as he removed his jacket and shirt, jumped on top of me in crazy Eddie fashion, and peppered my skin with a bunch of little kisses. He had me laughing so hard. When he stopped to look at me I stopped laughing and gazed into his dreamy eyes.

"Watching you prance around in this outfit tonight... I wanted to bend you over the pool table and take you right then and there." I could not help but moan. He leaned down and kissed me like it was his last day on Earth. He licked a trail down my neck before stopping at the crook and sucking a mark into it, then he trailed gentle kisses down my chest as he used the tips of his fingers to gently pull down the straps of my shirt and bra until he freed my breasts. He just hovered above me staring at them.

"My imagination did not do you justice, Doll. You are... so beautiful." He leaned down and took one of my breasts into his mouth and started massaging the other. He made sure to pay the same attention to each one. I tangled my fingers in his hair trying not to moan like an idiot as he tongued at my sensitive nipples. He removed my top and my bra completely then licked a hot, wet trail down my stomach, making his way to my aching core. He lifted my skirt and sat back on his heels covering his mouth with his hands as he gawked. "Jesus, Doll... so incredibly gorgeous. I can't believe I did this to you." I smiled at him, chewing nervously on my thumbnail as he admired me. He could hardly contain his excitement as he stared at the huge wet spot between my legs. He crawled back up my body and gave me a gentle kiss before slowly disappearing back below my waistline. He leaned down, placed his arms under my thighs, and rested his hands on my stomach. He took one more look before plunging his tongue into my folds.

"Oh... my, God!" I couldn't control my whimpering. I reached out to either side of the bed and clenched the sheets in my hands as he worked me over. My chest was heaving, my body shaking as his tongue touched all the right spots.

"Mmmm... fuck... you taste so fucking good." He continued to lick and suck at my clit. Tiny flicks with his tongue were enough to make me fall apart.

"Eddie!" I managed to breathe out. "I'm... I'm!"

"Come on, Doll. Cum on my face." He continued his torturous movements and the knot in my stomach came undone.

"Uhhhh... God! EDDIE!!! FUCK!!!" I couldn't control my breathing as he devoured everything my body was giving him. When he sensed the end of my high he placed a soft kiss on my folds, wiped his mouth with his hand, and crawled back up my body to claim my lips again. We wrapped our arms around each other breathing each other in.

To his surprise, I rolled him onto his back and straddled his lap. He started laughing and brought his hands to my face, rubbing my cheeks gently with his thumbs before bringing me down for another kiss. I worked my lips down his cheek to the sweet spot under his ear. "Oh, Doll... that... that feels good." I trailed more kisses down his chest. His skin was so warm and delicious. I placed a kiss on his tattoo and flicked both of his nipples with my tongue, making him shiver. I licked a trail down the hair on his abdomen before undoing his pants. His cock was so hard it was difficult to unbutton his jeans. When I finally got them undone I pulled down his zipper and started to pull down his pants. He lifted his hips ever so slightly so I could pull them off the rest of the way.

I was staring, mouth agape in complete awe. He was truly blessed. "That's what you do to me, Doll."

"Looks like I wasn't the only one going commando." I shot him a devilish grin before taking his length in my hand and plunging my mouth onto him. He let out the most delicious sound I'd ever heard. I took him out of my mouth and licked a thick stripe from his balls to his tip before going down on him again. I took him so deep my nose touched his trail.

"Ohhhhhh, FUCK! You... you're gonna have to stop that... or I'm not gonna last much longer." His breathing was uneven. I gave him one last lick, removed my skirt completely, and climbed onto his lap. I put my hands on his chest and rubbed his cock through my wet folds before I sank onto him. It was painful, but a good pain. I leaned forward and rested my forehead on his as I got used to his size. He wrapped his arms around me, hands flat on my back. "You alright, Doll?" I just nodded, eyes closed, assuring him I was ok and started to move.

The sounds we were making were downright pornographic. He cupped my breasts in his hands, taking them into his mouth as I rode his magnificent dick. I straightened up and arched backward starting to pick up the pace. He grabbed me by the hips and squeezed.

"You are so fucking sexy." He sat up to meet me, grabbed my face, and pulled my lips to his. Wrapping his arms around me and resting his forehead on my chest, I threw my arms around his neck and held him close as I continued my movements. "I... I can't fucking believe I'm inside you right now... mmm... mmmhhh."

"E-Eddie... this feels so right." He looked up at me. I grabbed his face and smashed my lips to his, then rested my head on his shoulder, hugging him so tight. I couldn't hold him close enough. He could sense my need for him, so he laid back down pulling me with him, and rolled me over so he was on top. He was being so gentle, savoring every feeling, making sure I knew how he felt. I wrapped my legs around his waist, still hugging him close as he made love to me. He kissed me tenderly as he continued to bury himself deep inside me.

"I'm... I'm so close, Doll. Cum with me?" And that's all it took. I nodded and buried my face in his neck as the sensation overtook me.

"Fuck, Eddie... EDDIE!!!" I dug my nails into his back, still not letting him go.

"Shit... uhhhh, HOLY FUCK!!!" He emptied himself into me as my walls squeezed tightly around him. We lie still for a moment trying to catch our breath. He wrapped his arms around me, kissed my neck, and sighed heavily. "You... are so amazing." He squeezed me tighter like he was afraid I would disappear. I kissed the side of his head and held him. And then it happened. I started to cry.

"Oh, Doll," he lifted his head and looked at me with concern in his eyes, "no... no, no... don't cry... please don't cry." He rolled off of me and sat up pulling me to his chest. He held me close and rocked me, running his fingers gently through my hair. I was so fucking happy, but I couldn't stop the tears. I grabbed at him desperately and tried to hold him even closer. "Shhhhhh... don't cry... shhhhhh." He kissed my head.

"I'm... I'm sorry... I'm just..." I lifted my head from his chest so I could look at him, "I'm so fucking happy." I crashed my lips to his, before speaking again. "I've wanted this for so long, and... and I could've been with you this whole time. I'm sorry if I ruined the moment. I don't mean to be a blubbering mess. I'm just... so happy." Niagra Falls still poured down my face.

"Hey, hey, hey... stop." He grabbed my face in his hands and chuckled playfully. "You're such a spaz... but it's so cute." He smiled so brightly, and I just laughed. He wiped the tears from my face with his thumbs then kissed my forehead tenderly and cradled me against his chest. "We both messed up... but better late than never, yeah?" I nodded. "I've finally got you... and only you have the power to end this... 'cause I'm never letting you go."

"Oh, Eddie... I'm really sorry to say this... but," I looked up at him and he looked like his heart was about to break, "unfortunately you're stuck with me." His expression eased. He dropped his head and let out a huge sigh of relief. He met my gaze again and lifted his eyebrows.

"Dirty pool, Doll." Then he smirked, poked me in the side making me squeak, and pulled me down with him. We were both laughing now. He laid on his side and pulled me against him. I buried my head in his chest as he held me close.

"Eddie?"

"Yeah, Doll?"

"I love you." He smiled into my hair.

"I fuckin' adore you, Y/n." He laughed again. "Does this mean you'll be my freaky little girlfriend?" I nodded into his chest, laughing happily.

"Good... 'cause I love you too much to let you go."

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