#Dmitri Antonov smut

[ravenclawbiologist-blog]

I thought I was a Steve/Eddie's girl. Turns out I'm a corrupted Russian guard who's twice my age's girl.

When will much older men stop having such a hold on me?

I never fail to surprise myself, apparently.

[marvelous-slut]

Daddy Issues - Dmitri Antonov x female! reader

warnings: p in v, female implied reader, daddy issues to the max, didn’t really proof read this?? age gap, reader is 18 but in high school

not my first go around on the smut/fanfic side of tumblr but it is for stranger things & it’s been a while, I hope you folks enjoy my late night horny thoughts of this beautiful man

“love you kid, i’ll be at joyce’s tonight for a birthday dinner, you and dmitri come over.” you crumble the note and throw it in the floor, holding back tears. you loved your father jim hopper dearly, but since he returned from russia with joyce & a man you first knew as enzo, things were different.

“yeah every year we do this, we get each other a cheesy gift and bake a cake with those stupid candles that don’t blow out.” you say excitedly to jonathan, your possibly soon to be step brother. he kept quiet, knowing hopper would be at his home this evening celebrating his birthday, not with his daughter.

you run up to your room after you trash the meaningless note in the garbage. you find the shortest skirt in your wardrobe, some fishnets and a long sleeve crop top. by the time you change, your fathers new russian friend is out of the shower, ready to leave himself. he looks up to see how your dressed, very different from what he’s seen before. he immediately tries thinking of something else so his raging hard on doesn’t show.

“you ready?” you ask, grabbing the keys and heading out the door.

the two of you arrive at the byers home, you knew your father was going to have a shit fit when he saw how you were dressed. at this point, you didn’t care. if he was going to leave you hanging for a woman, why wouldn’t you act out? dmitri was silent the entire ride, thinking of how inappropriate it would be if he slid his hands under your skirt and finger fucked you. as soon as you walked through the door, it was on.

“hey hon-, what the fuck are you wearing?” he asks, harshly. you plop down on the couch.

“clothes dad, happy birthday by the way.” you reply cold, jonathan swallows the lump in his throat. he had never seen so much skin from you, but he wasn’t complaining. dmitri walks to the table, knowing things were about to go south.

“why are you dressed that way?” you see the anger in his eyes, disappointment as well. no disappointment could compare to what you felt this evening after reading his bullshit note. “did you wear that shit to school?” you laugh, standing up, pulling the skirt up as you did.

“do you really think if i did jonathan would have mentioned it? i mean he’s like a dog in heat right now and i’m just sitting here.” jonathan’s face turns red as a tomato, joyce comes from the kitchen.

“hey! don’t talk about my son like that!” she exclaims, hopper defending her. you feel your chest heating up with anger.

“oh i forgot, you’re my new mommy joyce! i have to listen to everything you say huh? sorry he’s barley keeping it in his pants over there. hey speaking of mommy, i’m moving back in with mine. fuck this!” you exclaim, shooting out the door and making sure to slam it on the way out. hopper apologizes to joyce, dmitri gets up from the table and tells hopper he will make sure you get home to cool off, and he keeps his promise.

“come on,” he says, looking down on you crying on the steps, placing his jacket around you knowing you had to be freezing. “let’s go

home.”

the whole ride home you cry, you didn’t mean to but you tell dmitri everything as if he’s your personal therapist and he listens and he understands. he feels angry with hopper, his son was back in russia and he couldn’t do anything about it for the time being, hoppers child was right in front of his face and he choses a woman over her. “i don’t know what hurts me more, the fact that he gave up something that was special to me or that he sent you to chase me after i melt down.” finally you two arrive back at home, he places his hand on your thigh, comforting you.

“let’s go inside.” once inside, something in you snapped. you look at dmitris figure, thinking of how you wanted him on top of you. you walk over to him, brushing your body against his.

“thanks for playing daddy for me.” this sends him into a spiral, he knows it’s wrong. the man who helped him get out of russia, gave him a place to live and he was going to fuck his daughter.

dmitri backs you against the wall, his bare cold hands running up your thigh. finally reaching the pathetic excuse for underwear you have on.

“you really had your father upset tonight,” he says, pushing your laced thong to the side, teasing your entrance with his finger, “i never thought such a sweet girl like you could do that.” you leaned your head back, silently begging him to finger fuck your eager cunt, there was no way he didn’t feel the wetness between your folds.

“what can i say?” you ask, mind fuzzy still not believing this is happening.

“i think someone has daddy issues.” he slips a cold finger into your throbbing pussy, making your back arch against the wall, a small moan escaping your lips. he sees how much pleasure this brings you and adds another finger, slowly pumping. “you want someone to take care of you, to protect you, to love you. someone who won’t disappoint you.” he whispers before pressing his lips against your neck, you whimper as he’s pumping his fingers in and out of you. “am i wrong?” he stops, waiting on you to reply.

“i- i. no, no you’re not.” he grins and starts moving his fingers again. using his other hand, he gently grabs a handful of your hair, slamming his lips against yours, sliding his tongue into your desperate mouth.

“good.” he pulls his fingers out, slipping them slowly into your mouth, making you taste your juices. “i’ll do that for you.” before you know it, you two are in his guest bedroom, he pulls you to the bed laying you down on your back, spreading your legs as far as they will go, pulling his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion revealing his throbbing cock. bigger than any other you had seen, which wasn’t shocking considering that number was very low.

“you taste fucking sweet,” he says, licking his fingers, “just like candy.” he uses his saliva to coat his cock, gently gliding it into your slick cunt. your back arches and you let out an ungodly moan. his hand finds it’s way to your neck, softly gripping it.

“who’s girl are you angel?” he thrusts into you slowly, his cock stretching you out even more than you imagined was possible.

“yours, i’m yours daddy.” the word drives him absolutely insane. he pulls your tits out of the skimpy shirt you wore, kneading one with his hand, his other hand playing with your clit.

“that’s right, you’re mine.” he whispers, his lips against your neck again, careful not to leave any marks as bad as he wanted to. you dug your nails into his back, not being able to hold back. it felt entirely too good having him inside of you. “this sweet tight pussy is all mine.” you feel your stomach start to knot up, grabbing onto the sheets desperately.

“you’re close aren’t you?” he asks, laughing and hurrying his face into your shoulder. you barley get out a yes before you feel yourself coming undone.

“please keep fucking me, right there. oh my god.” you scream out. “i’m gonna fucking cum.”

“Cum angel.” the words push you to the edge, he finishes right behind you.

“What the fuck is this?” your heart sinks, hearing your fathers voice boom through the room.

[sweeter-innocence-fics]

Summer Fic Week 2023 - Day 6: Find Your Own Way Back Home

Pairing: Dmitri Antonov x Reader

Work Summary:

It's summertime, and Dmitri finally has a place of his own. When he goes to pick up his things from Hopper's place, he's not expecting to find you there, recently dumped and looking so pretty in a sundress.

Dmitri x Hopper's daughter!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1820

Read on AO3.

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Taglist: @mrs-kai-anderson @ang3l1te @missryerye

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Notes:

warnings for age gap, daddy kink, dbf!dmitri, reader is hopper's daughter, one of the nastiest things I've ever written No details are specified so reader could be an adopted daughter.

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Summer was drawing to a close, and Dmitri couldn’t have been happier about that. He was sweating. Even though the A/C in his car was at full blast, he still felt like he was melting. As he pulled into Hopper’s driveway, the beaten up old Chevy he’d managed to get for pretty cheap protested. It seemed to hate the hot weather almost as much as he did.

He wiped the sweat from his brow and then got out of the car. Hopper had lent him a spare key, but he didn’t need it. The front door was unlocked.

That was strange. No one was supposed to be home.

“Hello?” he called out, stepping into the kitchen.

“Dmitri?”

He spun on his heel and almost lost his balance. He put his hand on his heart. “You scared the life out of me.” You were standing in the doorway to the living room, wearing a sundress that fell to just above your knees.

“Hey, you’re in my house. What are you doing here, anyway?”

Dmitri tried to avoid looking at your chest. It had been difficult to live here, with his only friend’s very pretty daughter wandering around in tight summer clothing. It had been half the impetus to move out. Most nights, he would have a cold shower before bed and try not to think about how pretty your tits would look with his cock between them.

“I am here to pick up the last of my things. Your father said there’d be no one home.”

You frowned, as if suddenly remembering something. “Right. Well, if you need me, I’ll be eating a pint of Ben & Jerry’s in the living room with all the blinds closed.”

“Wait,” he said, in spite of himself. “What’s wrong?”

You sighed. “I was supposed to be going out with my boyfriend today, but he dumped me last night. Said he thought he could do better than me, now that he’s got a fancy new job.”

“What a stupid boy,” he said. “You are way out of his league.” He had met your boyfriend a few times while he was living with you and Hopper. He had always disliked him. He was rude and ungrateful and clearly didn’t respect you.

“… Thanks, Dmitri.”

“I’m serious.” Dmitri didn’t know what had gotten into him. Maybe it was the heat, or maybe it was the way that the cleavage of your sundress dipped so low that he could see your breasts rise and fall with every breath. He saw the frown on your pretty face and he thought he’d go to the ends of the earth to wipe it off. “You’re so beautiful, and smart, and funny. He was nothing.”

You nibbled on your lower lip. It was a habit that he found charming on you, although it probably would’ve been annoying on anyone else. It helped that you were so pretty.

“You really think so?”

“Of course, I do. If I were twenty years younger…” He trailed off, wondering where the line between friendly banter and him getting in trouble was, and realising that he’d probably already crossed it.

“Well, for what it’s worth, you wouldn’t have to be twenty years younger.”

His heart was racing. Did that mean what he thought it meant? He said your name like a warning, and watched the goosebumps stand up on your arms, despite the heat.

“You’re too cute for your own good, you know that?” He put a hand on your shoulder, in a gesture that could’ve been construed as friendly, but definitely wasn’t.

What was he doing? Hopper was going to kill him. Still, he couldn’t help but slide his hand further down the inside of your arm, letting the back of his hand brush against your breast. He felt you shiver.

“Dmitri?” You said his name breathlessly.

You turned to look at him with those big doe eyes of yours, and he had to fight to stop his erection from straining against his pants.

“Your boyfriend is an idiot,” he said in a low voice. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

“Oh yeah?”

This close, he towered over you. He cupped your breast through your dress, thumbing over your nipple. That drew a gasp from deep inside you.

“You going to give daddy a taste?” He nosed along your jawline, moustache tickling you.

You nodded shakily. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?” His grip on your breast tightened.

“Yes, daddy.”

Without another word, he scooped you up and threw you over his shoulder. You made an undignified squeak as he carried you up the stairs to your bedroom.

He kicked the door shut behind him and lowered you onto your bed. Before you had a chance to react, he grabbed you by the hips, rolling you over onto your hands and knees.

“Pretty girl,” he murmured, sliding up your dress. “I want to eat your pretty little pussy. Can I?”

“God, fuck, yes,” you groaned, leaning forwards on your elbows in a way that let your dress ride up even further.

“Daddy’s gonna make you feel so good.” He slid your panties to the side, admiring the little damp spot on them. He skimmed his thumb through your folds and found you unbelievably wet.

“Please don’t tease me,” you moaned.

Dmitri chuckled. He leant back and pulled his t-shirt off over his head. “Are you gonna beg for it?”

“Please, daddy,” you begged. “Please, I’ve wanted this for so long. I want you to make me cum.”

He was rock hard in his shorts. Your voice was going straight to his cock. “How long?”

“Since we first met.” You turned your head to the side, looking at him over your shoulder. “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you.”

“Well, it would be cruel of me to keep you waiting any longer,” he said, and dove in, spreading you open with his fingers and pleasuring you with his tongue.

“Daddy,” you gasped, “oh, fuck, daddy.”

“You’re a good girl, aren’t you? Letting me play with you like this?”

“Yes, daddy.”

He leant in closer, moustache brushing against your inner thighs. He ate you out ravenously, motorboating your pussy and sucking your clit into his mouth.

You didn’t know how much longer you could last.

“Can I cum please, daddy?”

“Yes, cum on daddy’s face, princess.” You closed your eyes and felt your pussy clench, a fresh wave of fluid being lapped up by Dmitri’s tongue. “Good girl. Good girl.” His voice was a low hum, sending pleasurable vibrations through you.

You slumped forward, overstimulated, but Dmitri wasn’t done with you yet. He grabbed your leg and rolled you over onto your back.

“Daddy?” you murmured, sounding a little dazed. Dmitri didn’t respond, instead kicking off his shorts and boxers. He shifted closer, letting his hard cock fall against your pussy.

“You want daddy’s cock, princess? You want daddy to make you feel real good?”

You eyed his cock nervously. It was longer and thicker than any you’d ever seen in real life. “Will it fit?”

“Daddy will make it fit, princess, don’t worry about that.” He pulled at the straps of your dress, letting them fall, and then he grabbed at the front, pulling it down until your breasts were exposed.  

Thick, searching fingers found your hole, breaching the perimeter and stretching you open. You let out a deep sigh as he probed around inside you, looking for your g-spot. With his free hand, he pushed your thigh up so that your knee was in the air, and that gave him the leverage he needed to press his fingers to the sweet spot inside you.

“Right there, daddy. Right there,” you panted. He kept fingering you, rubbing at that spot. “I want more, daddy, please. I need your cock.”

You closed your eyes as he pulled your panties down and tossed them away. You felt his cock slap against your entrance. You hadn’t been exaggerating earlier when you’d asked if it would fit. He was big. As he slipped the head in, you let out a deep groan.

“You like that, don’t you? You like it when daddy splits you open on his cock?”

You nodded, unable to find words. He slid in a little deeper, pushing the air out of your lungs. You grabbed his shoulders, fingernails digging into the skin as you threw your head back.

“More, please, daddy.”

Dmitri chuckled again. “You’re daddy’s little cockslut, aren’t you? You love being fucked.”

“I love being fucked by you, daddy.”

He slid all the way in, drawing a gasping moan from you. Without giving you time to adjust, he pulled back and then pushed back in, making your toes curl.

He fucked you like that, harsh and consistent, making your breasts bounce with every thrust. He held onto your breast hard enough to bruise, and the other hand was tangled up in your dress, dragging you back against him with each motion.

“Daddy,” you squeaked, “ah, ah, ah, daddy, fuck.” Little gasps and moans felt from your lips, which only seemed to spur him on more. He fucked you harder and deeper until you felt lightheaded.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He buried his face into your skin, breathing you in.

“Cum for me, princess,” he groaned. “Cum for daddy.” With one last, deep moan, you clenched hard around him, your back arching. “Feels so good. So fucking tight.”

You came hard, letting him fuck you through your orgasm. When you let out a little whimper, he pulled out of you. You opened your eyes to see him leaning over you, still on all fours, one hand wrapped around his cock.

“Tell daddy to cum, princess.”

“Cum for me, daddy, please cum for me.”

That was all it took. Thick ropes of cum splattered all over your sundress, which was bunched up around your middle. Dmitri swore loudly and sat back on his heels.

Neither of you spoke for a very long moment. Then Dmitri stood up and left the room. You felt your heart sink. Was that it? Was he leaving you now?

But a moment later, he returned, a washcloth in hand.

“Here,” he said, handing it to you. With his help, you pulled off your messy sundress and wiped all traces of cum off your skin. When you were clean(ish), he cleared his throat gruffly. “I should get going before your dad gets home.” You groaned, but you knew he was right. He turned away from you and grabbed his boxers. You watched him slowly began to dress himself. “But, uh…” He spoke shiftily, without looking at you. “You should come visit me in my new place sometime.”

“Dmitri…” You touched his arm, turning him around to face you. Kneeling up on the bed, pressing your naked body against his half-clothed one, you kissed him. “I’d love to.”

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Notes:

Preview of tomorrow's fic: Sequel to my Pietro Maximoff fic Leave Me In The Deep End.

[eddiesguitarpic]

hi baby bee!!!

requesting enzo smut with like teasing and casual dominance before and then punishment sex after PUH LEAAAASE but like rough punishment sex and then soft after care with big russian man 0_0

-🌿

hehe of course, my love

dmitri antonov x gn!afab!reader

warnings: teasing, very light exhibition, spanking, dom/sub dynamics, oral (female receiving), spanking, piv sex, unprotected sex, creampie

word count: 1,530

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"C'mere." Enzo's raspy purr pulls you from the daze you were in, eyes darting to meet his.

He's sat on Joyce's couch, Hopper sat next to him, hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey as he beckons you over.

You follow without hesitation, abandoning the task you'd already forgotten about in favor of trotting into the living room, taking your rightful place on one of his muscular thighs.

"Hi." You murmur, linking your arms around his neck.

"Wanna play?" He asks, accent thick from the whiskey he'd been sipping.

"No, I'll just watch."

You wouldn't say it out loud, but watching him play poker was extremely attractive. The way his eyebrows furrowed, how he bit his lip when he was concentrated, when he took a larger sip of his whiskey because he was dealt a bad hand. You were almost feral.

You're sat on his lap for a mere fifteen minutes before you start to get antsy. The game started to get less interesting, no longer entertained by Joyce's glare and Hopper's irritated grunts.

You spare a glance toward Dmitri, noting how focused he was on the on the game before plotting your next move.

Face displayed with a look of pure innocence, you shift your hips so your back is now against his chest and your ass is pressed against his crotch. You hear his disgruntled huff, but ignore it, grabbing his arms to wrap around your waist, spread cards now a half-foot away from you.

He relaxes after a minute, acclimating to the new position quickly. It's then when you decide to shift, his soft cock now nuzzled between your asscheeks through your leggings and his jeans.

"What are you doing?" He growls into your ear, low enough so only you can hear, grip tightening on your hip.

"I'm not doing anything." You whisper back, settling into your new position.

He grunts, returning his focus back to the game while you decide your next move.

You need it to be subtle enough where Joyce and Jim won't notice, but impactful enough the Dmitri will be effected by it.

Two minutes after his subtle warning, you grind your ass back into his now half-hard crotch, sliding it between the split of your ass.

"Stop." He growls, this time not a warning, but a command.

You don't respond, at least not verbally.

Spreading your legs so your knees are right outside of his, you grind against him again. Your turn your head so your mouth is right by his ear, nibbling gently at the lobe while Joyce and Jim's attention is focused elsewhere.

"I'm so wet for you." You whisper breathlessly into his ear, knowing just how much it would affect him.

His fingers grip you harder, posture straightening. You hear a sharp inhale from behind you before his cards are being thrown down onto the glass coffee table.

"I fold. We are leaving."

/////

You cry out, Dmitri's hand coming down on your ass once again.

"What's the number?" He grits, annoyance thick like molasses in his tone.

"S-Seven." You whimper out, ass already sore, stinging from the brunt of his open-palm against the sensitive flesh.

"Good." He hums.

He continues until he's reached twenty, your ass sore and mind beaten into submission.

He lifts you by your under-arms, tossing you so your back is on the bed, head on the plush pillows. He pulls his shirt over his head before kneeling on the bed, crawling until he's hovered above you, hands supporting his weight on either side of your head.

He grinds his thick, hard cock into your bare pussy, wetness soaking through his thin boxers. He moans, grinding harder as you whine.

"Please." You whimper, needy and unashamed.

He grins, shaking his head before moving down, nipping at your neck before crawling down your body until he's level with your navel.

He presses a kiss to your hip before moving toward your pussy, spreading your lips, groaning at the slight wet sound it makes. He leans in, licking a strip from your hole to your clit.

You moan, fisting the sheets as he laps at you. He collects every drop of your arousal before sucking at your clit like it gave him oxygen.

"ебать ребенка." He purrs into your cunt.

You don't know what he said, but the Russian dialect paired with the way he's lapping at your folds like a man starved has you crying out and grinding your hips into his face.

He groans, holding your hip, encouraging you to roll them into his face. Eating you like like it's his only purpose in life, he manages to slip two of his thick fingers into your hole like its nothing.

"P-Please." You're nearly crying, eyes wet with tears, throat thick from the need to scream his name until your neighbors know his name.

"You can hold on a bit longer." He separates from your sopping pussy to say before diving right back in.

You're in shambles. Fisting the bed sheets like it's the only thing keeping you centered to the earth, back arching like it'll break if you don't, pussy screaming for reprieve.

Just as you're about to fall off the edge, orgasm so close you can nearly taste it, he rips all stimulation away.

"Baby!" You cry, distressed from his denial.

"You have to learn somehow." He shrugs before climbing up the length of your body.

He's now eye-level with you, pouty lip and big doe eyes on display, just for him.

He tuts, shaking his head. "No, you're not getting away with this behavior once again."

Then his hand is around the base of his cock, stroking himself nice and slow while you watch. Lip jutted, eyes pleading, he fucks his fist to the sight.

You barely have time to wrap your lips around a 'please' before he's sinking into you to the hilt. Balls deep, tip kissing your cervix, you feel more than full.

"Fuck-" You cry, bare chest brushing his as your back arches off the bed.

"Baby." He pants. "Моя любовь, please."

His whining is new, but you know he's just as desperate as you are, no matter how hard he tries to hide it.

You grind your hips upward, fucking yourself back on his cock while he starts a pace of steady thrusts.

"Oh fuck." Your voice breaks on the last syllable.

He grunts, swooping an arm under your waist, lifting your hips closer while he moves onto his knees. He hits even deeper this way, nearly in your stomach with how big he is.

The sloppy wet sound of him fucking you echoes through the room, bringing heat to your cheeks with how salacious it was.

He brings one of your legs up, hiking it over his shoulder so he gets even deeper, which you didn't think was possible.

"Jesus- так хорошо для меня." He damn near growls.

You mewl at his thick accent, squeezing down on his cock like it was your life's purpose. He grunts in response, bringing a hand down to toy with your sensitive clit.

"Close- m'so close, Dmitri."

"Come for me, baby." He instructs, and your body follows on command.

Crying out, your back arches off the bed, eyes rolling back as waves of euphoria wash over you.

He groans at the feeling of your cunt spasming around him, cock throbbing from within you, only prolonging your orgasm.

"Squeezing me so good." He purrs, letting his weight drop so his whole body is covering yours, fucking you into the mattress with all his strength.

Your cries fill the room, his fingers still on your overstimulated clit, urging you to grip his cock while he chases his own high.

His head fits itself within the crook of your neck, nibbling and sucking at the soft skin while his hips grind into yours.

"Can't- feels so- please." You can barely form a sentence, too cock-drunk to even muster anything better than a few slurred words.

"You can take it, малыш." He grins. "Take my cock and I might let you come again."

You manage a nod, gasping out at the new angle, your sweet spot repeatedly getting abused with each powerful thrust. He's somehow managing to fuck you into, and up the bed. Your head is dizzy, chest heaving as he uses your pussy for his pleasure.

You feel his thrusts grow sloppy, balls thwacking against your ass, cock starting to leak the longer he goes on.

"Are you gonna come for me, Sir?" You peer up to him through your lashes, lips parting through a (slightly) dramatic gasp.

He groans, deep and loud.

"Fuck yes." His pink lips part. "Are you going to take my load, pet?"

"Please, give it to me, Sir."

"Take it, take it, take it." He groans, cock throbbing as he spills his load deep in your pussy.

Once your walls are thoroughly painted with his load, clit sensitive, and mind foggy, he pulls out and collapses beside you.

You're both panting as you roll onto your side, attaching your body to his side like a koala.

"I'm definitely doing that again now that I know this is the outcome."

[skvlly-idk]

Enzo / Dmitri Antonov x Reader(?)!

Please don’t translate, no permission to repost any of my writing anywhere, and do not copy and claim it as your own.

Warnings: smut, prisoner reader, hitting, hair pulling, quickie, secret sex, slight blood,

Pairings: Mdom!Enzo x Fswitch!Reader

18+! If you continue reading, you are acknowledging that you are 18+ and that you have read the warnings.

A loud bang on the bars pulled me out of my daydream. "пошли, заключенный." The man spoke.

(translation; let's go, prisoner)

I sighed and stood up, my hands and ankles in cuffs as i walked out. I’ve been here for months.

The hallways were slim as Hopper and I walked passed each other, taking a glimpse at one another. We've been trying to get out of here for awhile now, thankfully we're working with a guard.

"шаг вперед." The man said looking me up and down with anger as I stood there, hesitating to get on the stool. "Идти!" He then yelled, pushing me up.

(translation; "Step forward." "Go!")

I sighed again, my head dropping back slightly as another guard rattled my chains to make sure they were on still, he moved mine a couple times before letting me go. A wave of relief brushed over me as I walked through.

"American." The guard Hopper and I were working with said as he walked up next to me.

"So? Any ideas yet?" I asked, keeping my head forward to not cause any suspicion.

"I got a guy, he will fly over and get you two once your friend has paid him." He replied. I nodded in return.

From the corner of my eyes I noticed him looking over at me here and there, eyes trailing around my body.

"Play along." He whispered before turning to me and pretending to get hit.

"Сделай это еще раз, и я отрежу тебе конечности и скормлю их свиньям!" He yelled loudly, pushing me down before grabbing my wrist roughly and pulling me away.

(translation; "Do it again and I'll cut off your limbs and feed them to the pigs!")

He pulled me all the way until we got to a small building, dragging me into it.

A breath escaped my lips as he let go, shutting the door behind him. "What was the point in that?"

I watched him stand by the door for a few seconds before turning to me. "Do you know my name?" He asked.

My eyebrows furrowed before I shook my head no.

He nodded. "Its Dmitri."

"Nice. Why are you telling me that?"

His body moved closer to mine suddenly, we stood infront of each other before I felt his hands touch my wrists that were still handcuffed, a few seconds passed and he reached into his pocket, grabbing something. He pulled a key out and started undoing my hands, then dropping down to the floor to undo my ankles.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him once he stood back up.

His body got closer once again, pushing me against the table gently.

I felt him grab my waist a little, making me flinch from the sudden feeling.

"No matter how hard I try, I somehow can't keep my eyes off of you," he spoke.

My eyebrows furrowed slightly before I grabbed the rim of his belt, pulling him even closer.

"Then try a little harder." I whispered, pushing him away slightly. I wasn't looking to hook up with him I just needed to get out.

I heard him sigh a bit. "It doesn't work that way."

"Yeah well, make it work." I smiled at him before picking up my cuffs, holding them out. "Put them back on before we get caught and the plan gets fucked up.

"No," I watched him smile sarcastically.

My eyebrows furrowed again, my tongue touching the side of my cheek poking it out a little as I dropped my head back. "Fuck it,” I mumbled before looking at him again. I haven't had sex in awhile so I might as well get it done with. He stood a few feet in front of me before I grabbed his coat and pulled him closer.

His right hand reached up to his hat to take it off while the other reached my waist, pushing me against the table a little more.

My eyes caught a view of him without his hat, he was hot.

His other hand reached down to my waist as well before he pulled me into a kiss, tapping my leg a little indicating that he wanted to lift me. I gave him permission and he did, not breaking the kiss.

My legs opened as he placed himself in between them.

He started undoing my pants, pulling them off of me quickly. His coming down as well.

"We have to be quick." He mumbled.

He didn't let me get time to adjust before he pulled my underwear aside and entered me.

I let out a moan from shock. Thankfully he let me adjust to his size before he started thrusting.

"Go." I mumbled, gripping the back of his jacket.

He began thrusting slightly before the table started hurting me.

I groaned angrily. "Stop."

"What's wrong?" He asked, pulling out.

"The tables hurting me." I spoke pulling myself off of it.

He nodded as I turned around infront of him and bent over, leaning against the table. "Okay go ahead."

He lined himself back up before entering me again, grabbing my shoulder with one hand, the other grabbing my waist.

I buried my face in my hand as he started thrusting a little.

He grunted, thrusting his hips harshly now, making me cover my mouth with my hand to muffle any noise. My eyes shut tightly as he let go of my shoulder and grabbed the other side of my waist with it. His hips slammed against mine in a quick manner. I uncovered my face, biting down on my lip. This dick rutted into me roughly making me feel every little tingle, my body began shaking.

"Fuck." I let out a shaky moan, my whole body still twitching under him as my legs shivered slightly.

His right hand left my waist, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking it back slightly, letting out more grunts.

The only noise in the room was our skin clapping together and a few moans or grunts we would let out.

I felt him grab both of my arms, pulling them back and holding me up. He fucked up into me quickly. My head dropped to the front as I whimpered and whined.

His thrusts became somewhat sloppy before he let go of my arms, letting my body come back to the table. I heard him mumble curse words in Russian under his breath as he put his hands on the side of the table and thrusted harder.

"I'm gonna cum." I managed to moan out, my eyes watering a bit as I placed my forehead on my hand that was against the table.

"Fuck." He moaned. "Cum for me." His thrusts were desperate for more.

My whole body started to shake again, I started letting out whimpers as I twitched against him. He grabbed my hands with his and held my wrists pinned down to the table while he fucked me, shooting pleasure throughout my whole body. He rutted into me again, causing me to go over the edge. My walls tightened around his dick as I came on him.

My moans became whimpers again, I crossed my shaking legs slightly making him groan in frustration and let go of my hand, forcing my legs back open. "Quit.”

"Oh fuck." I moaned, his thrusts somewhat slowing down now.

He whimpered above me slightly, slamming into me a few more times before pulling out and cumming on the floor.

He let out shaky moans and breaths as he came, his chest and stomach twitching. Once he was done he helped me get my clothes back on.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking me in the eyes. I smiled softly and nodded before we both got completely dressed.

“We need to make it look real. We were in here for awhile.”

I nodded again tensing up before he landed hits on me. I was in pain now. He looked at me with an apologetic gaze before kissing every place he hit. Apologizing profusely. I forgave him because i understood. Him and i kissed softly and left the little shed together, walking back to the yards. My legs still shook a little as blood dripped from my nose.

[dameronscopilot]

Dmitri using his mustache *down there*.

And not only because it's Movember.

Whewwwww I haven't written anything for this man in a while! But in the spirit of Movember, this is for you, nonnie.

distracted

Dmitri Antonov x f!reader

Word Count: 700+

Rating: 18+ EXPLICIT

“Dmitri!”

The book you’ve been reading for the past few hours slips from your fingers, landing face down on the mattress when you’re startled by the feeling of hands grasping at your ankles. You hear Dmitri chuckle in amusement and watch as he slips into the bed under the sheets, slowly trailing his way up your legs. To be fair, you can’t blame him—he’s been waiting for you to put that damn book down all night.

When he pauses at your waist, fingertips rubbing circles into your hipbones, you pull the covers aside and glance down at him.

“Gonna come kiss me then, or what?” you ask teasingly.

Dmitri smirks, one callused finger running across the edges of the lacy underwear you’re lounging in. “I didn’t want to interrupt.”

Gesturing toward where the book lies forgotten beside you, you shrug. “I think I can free up my schedule a little now.”

Hooking a finger in the waistband of your panties, he tugs slightly before letting them snap back into place.

“I know what’s in your little books, dirty girl. I thought I would…come keep you company while you read."

While your face begins to heat up at the implication that Dmitri’s not fooled by the seemingly innocuous covers of the lewd fantasy stories that you’ve recently found yourself enamored with, he interrupts your thoughts before you can land on anything resembling a reasonable response.

“Pick the book back up,” he says evenly.

Your embarrassment melts into a thrill that begins to crawl up your spine at his tone—it’s one that brokers no room for argument. As you thumb through the pages to find where you’d stopped before he interrupted you, Dmitri slides your underwear down your legs, tossing them to the floor.

She cries out at the feeling of his cock splitting her open, and his mouth greedily latches onto her supple breasts as he pounds into her wet cunt.

Dmitri’s hands grasp your thighs, pushing them apart, and it takes you three tries to get through one sentence as you squirm in his grip at the feeling of the coarse hairs on his upper lip scratching against your skin.

His teeth graze one of her pert nipples, and she arches into his touch, a needy whine tumbling from her swollen lips.

A quiet, keening sound leaves your own mouth at the feeling of Dmitri’s mustache tickling against your folds. He inhales deeply, nose lodged against your clit, and you nearly rip the page that you’re on when he slips a finger inside of you. The book falls against your heaving chest when he crooks the digit and drags it forward.

“Did I say to stop reading?” he admonishes, his breath hot on your cunt.

Blinking and slightly dazed, your fingers fumble in your attempts to find your place on the page once again.

He roughly snaps his hips into hers, reveling in the way her cunt squelches wetly around his thick shaft.

Your eyes make two feeble attempts to scan the words in front of you, but the moment that Dmitri’s tongue traces a broad stroke through your folds, the book goes sailing across the room, landing on the floor with a thump. As he begins to lick his way inside of your dripping entrance, a strangled whine leaves your throat at the contrast between the silky feeling of his lips and the rough scratch of his mustache.

It's ridiculous, really.

But it feels so fucking good.  

He knows how much you love it, feels it in the way another slick gush of arousal leaks out of you as you spread your legs even wider for him, and so he begins to hungrily lavish your cunt like a man starved.

With one hand digging firmly into your hipbone and two fingers of the other pumping in and out of your soaked channel, Dmitri fucks you with his tongue until you’re a writhing, whimpering mess, gushing with your climax.

Once your legs stop trembling, Dmitri lifts his head, resting his chin on your thigh with a sparkle of mirth in his eyes.

And his mustache? It’s a fucking mess, sticky and wet with your release.

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[lemonflavouredchaos]

Beg

It started with you calling him at work. Being a security guard is hardly the same as Kamchatka, and you know he gets bored...

So you call him and tell him about your day, your panties, and how you brought yourself off in the bathroom thinking about him and you're sure your boss knows. The goal was to drive him mad, but Dmitri only laughs, deep and throaty, and whispers that he loves you before hanging up.

You thought the plan was a bust until he got home. Quite how you went from on your feet welcoming him home to on your back on the couch you can't say. Your skirt is up at your waist, your legs raised over his hips, his hand firmly but gently on your throat as he fucks you mercilessly.

The whole couch moves when he thrusts hard, and somehow that feels obscene. When Dmitri pulls the front of your shirt open, popping two buttons, and drags the cups of your bra down you realise your tease may have been more effective than you thought,

"Feels so good," you gasp and he chuckles, burying his face into the crook of your neck for a few moments,

"Trying to drive me mad," he pants in your ear as he pulls back, hands on your hips dragging you with him until he's kneeling on the floor and you're bouncing in his lap. All you can do is whine; his cock is stretching you to the limit,

"Please," you whimper and he shakes his head,

"I should keep you in my office," he pants, "tie you to the desk and remind you who's body this is." You gape: dirty talk is common, but this is filthy. "Mm? Make you take me over and over, fuck you so good you scream. Who'll know? Just us in that big building... I could do anything to you."

You wrap your arms around his neck and gasp, trying to keep your cool, but Dmitri presses the thought,

"Or maybe I'll come to yours, hm? Fuck you nice and slow in the supply closet? Slow and hard so that every man there knows you're taken care of." His fingers have pushed between your bodies, he brings you off quickly, grinning when you gasp and moan loudly. In the haze of pleasure, you realize he's not under you anymore... then his hand slipps into your hair and the head of his cock presses against your lips.

"Are you going to behave from now on?" Dmitri asks as if expecting an answer - as if he's not fucking your throat just like a pussy. You managed to shake your head and he laughs, "No? Hm, pity..." he's losing his grip, you can see it in the half-lidded, soft look in his eyes, "I...uh...I-" he groans, cheeks flushing when you swallow every drop.

"You're going to be the end of me," he says after a few moments, but it's a tease; he kisses the top of your head and leads you to bed.

[moonxknightx]

𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 --- Dmitri Antonov x F!Reader ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 --- Smut ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 --- Stranger Things ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 --- 18+, smut, oral (f receiving) ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 --- Dmitri wakes you up by eating you out. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 --- “I could eat you out for days.” (No.9)

SUNDAY MORNINGS. The best mornings in the week. Especially when your boyfriend is Dmitri Antonov.

See, Dmitri has different ways of waking you up. Sometimes he would wake you up by softly calling your name. Other times he would wake you up with kisses, or by tickling you, or by making you breakfast in bed.

Dmitri had various ways of waking you up. But, there was one way that stood above all. And that was when Dmitri would wake you up by fucking you with his tongue.

That was the best way of waking up. Dmitri was a skilled man, especially when it came to his tongue. His tongue never failed to make you come, never. So Dmitri knew you were rather fond of being woken up in that way.

So every Sunday morning, Dmitri would wake you up by kissing the insides of your thighs while slowly going upwards until he would reach your cunt, just like he did today.

Dmitri’s head was between your legs, kissing his way up to your pussy, like he did every Sunday.

He made sure to kiss every bit of your thighs before he made it to your cunt.

“So pretty.” Murmured Dmitri while reaching for your panties. You whined a little while turning your head to the side, still deep asleep.

Dmitri carefully reached for your panties and slid them off, leaving you bare for him.

Dmitri’s lips turned into a smile before he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your clit, causing you to moan slightly.

“What are you doing?” You murmured while opening your eyes slightly. 

“I’m making you feel good.” Smiled Dmitri before softly licking at your folds, causing a whimper to escape your mouth.

“Fuck Dmitri-” You whined while slightly arching your back. Dmitri chuckled while looking up at you, meeting your eyes.

You were so beautiful. So pretty.

“Don’t stop please.” You moaned softly while placing one of your hands on top of Dmitri’s head, pushing his face closer to your cunt.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Smirked Dmitri before diving back into your cunt, eating you out like he was a starved man.

“F-fuckk! It feels so good.” You breathed while arching your back even more. Dmitri chuckled which sent vibrations against your pussy, causing you to moan softly.

“You taste so good.” Murmured Dmitri against your cunt while slowly sliding a finger into your pussy, causing you to yelp.

“I could eat you out for days.” Groaned Dmitri as he sucked at your clit while slowly fucking you with his finger. 

“Shit Dmitri…” You moaned while grinding down onto his hand. “Ssh baby. You’re doing so good.” Dmitri praised while adding another finger to your pussy.

“Fuck i’m close i think.” You managed to say between moans while wrapping your legs around Dmitri’s head. 

“I’ve got you darling.” Dmitri smiled while swirling his tongue over your clit. “Fuck!’’ You cursed while throwing your head back slightly.

“I’m gonna come.” You announced while Dmitri sped his fingers up. “Go on darling. Release all over my face and fingers, okay?” Dmitri spoke softly while looking up at you.

You gave him a small nod and within seconds, you came. You released all over Dmitir’s fingers and face, just like he asked you to.

“Oh fuck yes-” You moaned while riding out your orgasm. Dmitri immediately began to lap up your juices, which caused you to moan weakly.

Once you had rode out your orgasm, Dmitri moved away from your pussy and leaned over you so he was looking you straight in the eyes.

“How was that huh?” He asked with a slight smirk. 

“Good. Really fucking good.” You answered softly, causing Dmitri to laugh. “I’m glad.” Dmitri smiled before leaning down to kiss you.

“I love you Darling.” Dmitri said while pulling you into his side. 

“I love you too, Dmitri.” You smiled softly while placing your head on his chest.

“I’m glad you do.” Chuckled Dmitri while kissing your forehead before closing his eyes, enjoying the warmth of your presence by his side.

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[spencer-reids-wrld]

Umm hey y’all…. My bf broke up with me so I’m back bc this is how I escaped reality😗✌️!! This kind of feels like when you suddenly go back to your friends after leaving them for your bf lol

[ravenclawbiologist-blog]

I'm FINALLY writing the Dmitri Antonov x Reader fanfic I had been thinking about these last few days. It's been ages since the last time I wrote something in English, so it's gonna take me some time to finish it (no matter if it's gonna be short or long, I want it to be goooood)...

I really hope you guys will like it 💕

[marvelous-slut]

MASTERLIST - you can find all my works here on this page. I hope you enjoyed reading them just as much as I enjoyed writing them. I don’t own any of the characters in these works.

* IM TRYING TO GET MY LINKS IN ORDER SO BARE WITH ME PLS *

SONS OF ANARCHY

Chibs Telford

Happy Lowman

Tig Trager

Juice Ortiz

Nothing here yet - coming soon

Opie Winston

STRANGER THINGS

Dmitri Antonov

[polakina]

my masterlist

all of my filth at your disposal <3

everything is 18+ (nothing here is sfw as of yet)

updated: 27.05.24

shadow and bone

call of duty

headcanon masterlist scars do heal series (completed)

1. the rookie and the cowboys 2. eyes in the sky 3. on the hunt 4. he saw red 5. 92 days 6. cracks in porcelain 7. chicago after dark 8. shacked up and locked in 9. clearing the fog 10. the company of whiskey

in the shadows tell me your secrets

red dead redemption 2

headcanon masterlist evenings in the east on his knees for you

(request) follow the trail (request) hard to ignore (request) drunk thoughts, drunker actions

spider-verse

que maravilla, que bonita intensified senses you can handle it

the mandalorian

don't tease me, cyar'ika

moon knight

his undoing fixation - part 1 the finest whiskey - part 2 when heaven meets hell dipped in honey history lesson

(request) anticipation

[strangerthingslover69]

Your mother’s new husband

Dmitri Antonov + Female Reader

18+ minors do not read!

Warnings ~ Swearing, smoking, & smut ~

This is not how you expected you life to be at all. Twenty six. Still living at home. Working a shit job to help your mum with the bills. Still somehow living in the wreck of Hawkins as the town and people begin to slowly build themselves again. And now? Well you most definitely did not expect yourself to be under your mothers new husband in bed. Let’s start of the beginning shall we?

Today was like any another normal Thursday. You got up at 7am, have a shower, brushed teeth, got dressed and went downstairs to have breakfast. Same breakfast as always. Peanut butter on toast, your favourite. You took your place at the dining room table like normal. Only for these last few months you’ve had an extra house member. Your mothers new husband. Your new step father. Dmitri Antonov.

Your mothers best friend Joyce had a package from Russia sent from her beloved Jim Hopper, rose from the grave. Your mother insisted for Joyce and Murray not to go on their own. So of course she invited herself along too. Even when Joyce and the kids moved away from Hawkins they kept in contact everyday. They did have a beautiful friendship. You loved your mother dearly but my god she liked to take over. Anyway long story short after Joyce and Hopper reunited and moved back to Hawkins your were even more surprised to see you mother with a man. Another one. You see your mum was a bit of, well to put it bluntly, a whore. You didn’t even know who your father was as there was three people in the line up. Yes three. Of course you were very wary at first as you had no idea who this stranger was and now he was living in your home. A month after he moved in they got married in secret. You were mortified when you found out. You were so angry that your mother did this. Brought this stranger into your life without knowing him properly. Was here here for a green card? Or did he actually care for your mother? Or was there any other reason? You really didn’t know. You acted more of a child than you should of but she just left you if the dark again. The day you found out you stayed in your room refusing to come out. You sobbed into your pillow as you felt let down by her again. There was a gentle knock at your door. ‘Go away!’ You shouted. ‘Y/N, please?’ You hear Dmitri’s voice on the other side of the door. ‘What do you want?’ You said sadly. He opened the door and his heart broke a little seeing your eyes all red and puffy. Tears still rolling down your face, chest breathing heavily up and down. Dmitri closed the door and sat next to you on the bed. ‘I, I am sorry. She told me you knew’ Dmitri begins to say. ‘She said you were happy to have a father figure in your life. I promise if I would of known how this would of made you feel I would of not married her’ he says his hand stroking your back. You looked up into his eyes, bottom lip still trembling. You didn’t know what to say, Dmitri’s words hit home a lot more than you expected. You can’t deny it was kind of nice to have him around. You talked a bit and did get on well, maybe he wasn’t the bad guy? ‘I, I’m sorry Dmitri’ you say as tears start to roll down your cheek again. Dmitri did not say anything, he only brought you in for a hug. This was the first time you two had been this close. You wrapped your arms around his neck and cried into it. Your chest pressed again his, his hand still stroking your back soothingly. He let you cry as much as you needed that evening. That evening you two got a bond. A bond that would never be broken Flicking through a magazine about New York’s new fashion trends whilst eating your toast you hear Dmitri and you mother upstairs. They were arguing. Again. You see as yours and Dmitri’s relationship became better, his and your mothers seemed to be getting worse. Your mother had sadly fallen back to her old ways. Before Russias rescue mission and Hawkins downfall your mother would go out every weekend drinking and bring a different man home. You had the unfortunate of your room being across from you mothers and hearing them. You listened to your walkman a lot. She swore to you after everything that had happened these last few months she would not become who she was. She lied.

One Friday last month your mother did not come home that night. Around 2am the phone rang waking you up, Dmitri answered. You opened your bedroom door and crept down the stairs listening in. ‘Who is this?’ ‘Excuse me?’ ‘You fucker’ ‘For fuck sake. *sighs* Yes I’ll be there in ten’ Dmitri slammed the phone down. You walked to the kitchen and saw him rubbing his eyes. ‘Everything okay?’ You asked in a quiet voice. Dmitri turned to you giving you a warm smile. ‘Yes, fine. Your mother. I, I have to go pick her up from, from a friends’ he says looking like he may want to cry. You know exactly what he means. ‘Do you want me to go?’ You ask walking over to Dmitri. He shakes his head, ‘No, no. You go back to sleep. I won’t be too long okay?’ He says placing a kiss on the top of your head. ‘Be careful’ you say hugging him, he hugs you back and rests his hand upon yours. You and Dmitri had become more close so hugging was comfortable and natural now. ‘I will, go on. Back to bed’ he says letting go of you. ‘Goodnight’ you say walking back upstairs. ‘Night’ Dmitri says as he puts his coat on. You fall back asleep no problem only to be woken up not even a hour later. You sit up and hear shouting from Dmitri and your mother. You try to ignore it only it’s difficult. You get out of bed and open the door slightly.

‘Кто, черт возьми, это был?!’ (Who the hell was that?!’) Dmitri shouts.

Neither you or your mother speak Russian so you have no idea what he is shouting.

‘I do not understand what the fuck you are saying!’ Your mother shouts back words slightly slurred. Yup she was drunk.

‘Ты сказал, что больше не пьешь!’ (You said you don’t drink anymore!) Dmitri shouts something out again.

‘Talk fucking English if you want to talk to me! I. Do. Not. Understand!’ You mother screams back angrily.

‘What is the point? You clearly have had a drink. After promising Y/N and myself that you wouldn’t. I get a phone call from another fucking man asking me to pick you up. From his house! From his bed! шлюха! (Whore!)’ Dmitri shouts. You’ve never heard him like this. You mother does not reply to him. You can hear her moving to the kitchen, most probably looking for more drink. You hear footsteps coming up the stairs, you peek your head out slightly and see Dmitri clearly upset. He stops on the landing catching his breath. He turns to your door and you quickly shut it before he sees you. You hear more movement from your mothers downstairs and then Dmitri’s bedroom slam shut. You climb back into bed hoping to somehow sleep

Things had not been the same since then. Your mother still goes out over the weekend. Does whatever she does and then calls Dmitri to pick her up. He always does. That’s the saddest thing of all. No matter where your mother was or what time he was calling he always got her. They wasn’t as much arguing as before. It’s like Dmitri had slowly come to accept his new life. He was suppose to have a better life here. You couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. ‘Morning sweetie’ you mother said beamingly as she made her way to the kitchen. ‘Morning mum’ you said with a smile. ‘Do you mind finding something to do later, you know, so you’re not at home?’ You mother asks pouring some coffee. You look up from your magazine. ‘Why?’ You ask. Your mother sits across from you. ‘Well some people are coming over. Work friends.’ She says taking a sip. ‘Oh Denise and Carol? Why do I need to go? I haven’t seen them in ages would be nice to say hi’ you say taking a bite out of your toast. ‘No not those friends sweeties. Having Gary and Dylan over. They are new. Going, going to show them the ropes’ she says smiling. You drop your toast down, it lands wrong way up but you don’t pick it up as it sticks to the plate. Your stomach churns and eyebrows raise. ‘W-why, why here? Why can’t you show them at the office?’ You ask stuttering. Your mother rolls her eyes. ‘You know why. C’mon sweets. I’ll give you some money so you can do whatever you want?’ She says finding her purse. ‘What about Dmitri?’ You ask. She looks up at you blankly, for a second you think she’s forgetting who Dmitri is. ‘Oh honey, he knows. Don’t worry’ she says handing you $60. You look at her not saying anything. She grabs your hand and pushes the money into your palm. ‘So I’ll see you Saturday okay?’ She says kissing you goodbye. ‘But mum, it’s only-’ you shout to her but she shuts the door and is gone. ‘It’s only Thursday’ you mumble to yourself. You don’t bother to finish your breakfast. Works pretty slow so the morning drags. On your break you decide to call Dmitri at work, just to give him a heads up about tonight. You didn’t know what your mother was planning on doing but you didn’t want Dmitri to see whatever he was.

‘Hawkins police this is officer Antonov how can I help?’ Dmitri says answering the phone

‘Hi Dmitri it’s Y/N’ you say

‘Oh hello Y/N. This is an unexpected call. Everything okay?’ He asks slightly concerned

‘Yeah all good. I, I was just wondering. (You can’t exactly blurt out what you thinks gonna happen with your mother and her ‘friends’ over the phone) I was, lunch. Want to grab some lunch?’ You ask hoping he will say yes. It will be much easier to talk in person

‘Sure, was about to go for lunch, I’ll come pick you up?’ He says grabbing his keys

‘Okay, sounds good. Thanks. See you soon’ you say hanging up the phone.

You were nervous to talk to Dmitri. You didn’t know what you were going to say or how you were going to say it but you needed to. Ten minutes later you see Dmitri arrive. You go outside and get in the car. ‘Well this was a nice surprise. My morning has been pretty shit to be honest. So thank you’ he says with a warm smile. Your heart drops to your stomach, surely you’re just going to make it worse. How can you tell him when he’s looking at you with such a warm kind smile? ‘N-no problem. I’m sorry you’ve had a bad morning. Wanna talk about it?’ You say putting on your seatbelt. ‘Don’t want to bore you don’t worry. What about that new drive through for lunch, it’s just opened? I don’t have too long so something quick will have to do’ he says pulling onto the street. ‘Sure, sounds great’ you reply. You can’t help but shift in your seat, you were feeling nervous and uncomfortable keeping this from him. You wanted to tell him but how could you? Dmitri noticed. ‘Hey, are you okay?’ He asks turning his head slightly to you. ‘Mmhmm. Fine’ you reply in a small voice. ‘Y/N, I’ve been living with you for some time now. I can tell when something is wrong’ he says pulling into the drive through. ‘What would you like, my treat?’ He asks. ‘Just a burgers good. Thanks’ you say quietly. Dmitri orders and parks up. He begins to eat as your fiddle with the wrapping of your burger. You look over to Dmitri surprisingly he’s already looking at you. ‘C’mon. Tell me what’s wrong’ he says taking a bite of his food. ‘Nothings wrong’ you mumble. Dmitri sighs and puts his food down. He turns slightly towards. ‘Y/N?’ He says. You don’t look up. You feel his fingers lift up your chin so you look at him. You flinch at his actions as they take you off guard. ‘I can tell you have something to say’ he says, his fingers not leaving your chin. He looks at you with those kind eyes and warm smile. You sigh. ‘You can’t go home tonight’ you say in a quiet voice. He looks at you confused. ‘Mum. She has, she has people over. She’s given me $60 to be out of the house till Saturday. I’m so sorry Dmitri’ you say as your eyes fill up. You close them so you don’t see his face. A tear rolls down your cheek, you feel Dmitri’s thumb wipe it away and stroke your cheek. ‘Y/N?’ He says in a calming tone. You reluctantly open your eyes. You look at him. He doesn’t seem to have any bad reaction. No anger in his eyes. He removes his hand from your face and sighs loudly. ‘I know. Gary and Dylan right? I, I heard your mother on the phone last night. She thought I’d fallen asleep on the sofa. I heard what she said. She told me it was a work thing but not those two men. She does not know I know. I would like to keep it that way. I, I have a room booked in a hotel for the next two nights.’ He says looking at his hands. You don’t reply straight away, you are shocked to hear. ‘You, you know?’ You whisper. Dmitri nods and turns to you. ‘I do. But I do not want her to know that I do. So I would be grateful if you did not tell her’ he says with pleading eyes. ‘But why? Why do you not want her to know? She’s, she’s cheating on you!’ You blurt out more loudly than anticipated. Dmitri rubs his eyes. ‘You think I don’t know that? She does not hide it well. I don’t think she cares anymore. I, I don’t think she loves me anymore’ Dmitri says sadly. ‘Dmitri, I, I’m sure she does. My mum. She just. It’s the alcohol. It makes her so stupid things. Really stupid. I am so sorry she makes you feel like this. You, you do not deserve it at all’ You say sighing sadly. ‘You are too kind Y/N.’ He says looking up at you with sad eyes but smiling still. You smile back. For a minute the whole world just stops as you look at one another. You’ve never realised how handsome he is

‘So what will you do?’ He asks snapping you out of your trance. You look at him confused. ‘I mean tonight and tomorrow?’ He asks. ‘Oh shit. I forgot. I, I don’t really know. I would stay with a friend but Eddies at a gig, Nancy and Johnathan are away for the week, Steve has a few dates lined up and Robin is working.’ You say wondering what an earth you could do. ‘Well -Dmitri clears his throat-, if you wanted. You, you could stay with me?’ Dmitri asks slightly nervously. You can feel your cheeks blushing, wait why are you blushing? ‘Are you sure?’ You ask hesitantly. ‘Of course. Can’t have you no where to go just so you mother can do whatever the hell she wants. I’m sure we can watch some movies, room service? How does that sound?’ He asks. Just you and Dmitri. Your step dad. Alone. You can’t help but get a tingly feeling all over your body. Your not sure why your reacting this way. ‘I’d love to. Thank you Dmitri’ you say with a smile. ‘No problem, now eat, we need to get you back to work’ he says with a smile. You tuck into your burger as he drives you back to work. You mind wanders to this evening. You realised you didn’t have any clothes. You’d have to go home regardless to pack.

The rest of the day goes quickly compared to your morning. Dmitri called you at work to ask if you could pick him up since Hopper needed the car in the garage, you said you would. Before picking him up you drive back home to pack some clothes for the next couple of nights. Luckily no sign of your mothers car. You decide to have a quick shower before packing you bags. You throw on your black skirt with a band tee, pairing with knee high socks and your vans. You pack your clothes, toothbrush, hairbrush, deodorant, all the essentials. Just as you zip up your bag you hear the door open downstairs and the sound of your mother laughing. Great. You put on your bag and make your way down. ‘Sweets. What are you doing here?’ You mother asks smiling through gritted teeth. You feel the two men staring at your legs as you come down the stairs. ‘Just packed a bag for a couple of nights. I’m out of here don’t worry’ you say going towards the door. ‘Boys why don’t you make yourself a drink, kitchens down the hall to the right’ she says with a flirty smile. You wanted to puke at the sight of your mother flirting with these strangers. She pulls your arm before leaving. ‘Where are you staying?’ She asks looking you up and down. ‘Just at a friends. They said I could stay on the couch.’ You reply back. Your mother smiles from ear to ear. ‘That’s great honey. I’m glad you can sort yourself out. Here’s another $40, maybe come back Monday?’ She says with a Cheshire Cat smile. You snatch the money and roll your eyes. ‘No problem.’ You say bluntly as your open the door. You turn back before leaving, ‘You know what? Dmitri doesn’t deserve this shit from you. He deserves someone better.’ You say slamming the door shut. She doesn’t even bother to come out after you. You drive to the station ready to meet Dmitri feeling infuriated by your mother and her actions. How can she chose to sleep around with men when she has Dmitri? He’s so kind and caring. Not mention he’s a very beautiful man, it hadn’t go unnoticed by you of course but he’s your step father, so those thoughts were hidden. As you park up you see Dmitri talking to Hopper each smoking a cigarette. Dmitri has changed into some more comfortable clothes, jeans and a top. You can’t help but stare as Dmitri brings the cigarette to his lips, he inhaled the sweetness of the nicotine his nostrils flaring slightly. He holds it for a minute then breathes it out, his chest heaving as he breathes out.

Dmitri sees you as he finishes his cigarette, you just staring blankly at him with an expression he’s not seen before. Hopper follows Dmitri’s eyes. ‘She okay?’ Hopper asks. ‘I think so, why do you ask?’ Dmitri says putting out his cigarette. ‘Listen man not my business but she’s looking at you like the way Joyce looks at me’ Hopper says. Dmitri turns to him raising his eyebrows, ‘Excuse me? Dmitri says surprised. ‘Like I said man. Not my place to say, have a good weekend’ Hopper says parting Dmitri on the shoulder. Dmitri picks up his bag and walks over to your car. You snap out of your trance when you see him walking over to the car. He opens the passenger door and throws his bag in the back. ‘Thanks for picking me up’ he says sitting down putting on his seatbelt. ‘No worries’ you say with a smile. You sit there for a minute in silence before Dmitri spoke. ‘So the hotel is about a forty minute drive, I’ll direct you or I can drive?’ He offers. ‘Maybe you drive, I’m not the best with directions. Dmitri chuckled and gets out of the car walking to your side. You climb over to the passengers seat, Dmitri notices your skirt lifting up, his eyes follow it as it lifts. He can see the outline of your lace underwear. He feels a twinge in his boxers. Both seated Dmitri starts to drive to the hotel. A minute of excitement and nervousness runs through you. ‘So where does your mother think you are, I presume you didn’t say with me?’ Dmitri asks turning to you slightly. ‘I told her a friends. She was happy I wasn’t staying long. Where did you say you were going?’ You ask. ‘Told her had to work away the weekend, don’t know if she believed me but either way she did not care. She was also happy I was not going to be there.’ Dmitri replies in a somewhat sad tone. ‘I told her she doesn’t deserve you before I left. I told her you deserved someone better’ you said. ‘You did? Well that was very sweet of you Y/N, I appreciate it’ Dmitri replies, his hand moved on your bare thigh giving it a little squeeze, it’s like it had mind of it’s own. You felt your cheeks blush at his touch, you could feel him pulling his hand away but you rested yours on top so he couldn’t move. You both turned to one another and face a small shy smile. You stayed like that the whole car ride. Dmitri turns into the hotel, ‘Sleepy Stays’ the sign read. It was nice looking, a large building with lots of windows and trees around. Definitely better than a motel but no five stars. He parks up and you reluctantly move your hand away so Dmitri can move his. Your not sure what is going on with you but you want his hand back on your thigh. You both get out grabbing your bags, we’ll you go to get yours but Dmitri takes it. ‘I can carry my own bag’ you say shutting the door. ‘I know but I would like to’ he says smiling. Gosh his smile is breath taking

You walk next to one another as you walk to the doors. It’s even nicer inside, light yellow walls, red flowers dotted around in vases, a fancy chandelier in the middle of the lobby. It was better than you anticipated. You both walk up to the front desk, the lady behind it gives you two a smile. ‘Good afternoon, we are checking in. The name is under Dmitri Antonov’ Dmitri says taking his wallet from his pocket. ‘Good afternoon sir, madam, I will just check that for you’ she replies typing on the computer. ‘Yes got you down here. King size bed with suite, will that be cash or card?’ You don’t hear what Dmitri replies as your heart is beating through your ears. You didn’t even think about the sleeping arrangement. A king bed? At least it’s big enough for you both. But what if you snore or drool in your sleep? What if you roll over and your next to him? What if- ‘Y/N?’ Dmitri’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts. ‘Mmhmm?’ You reply, your unsure if words will come out of your mouth. ‘I said you ready?’ Dmitri replies grabbing the bags. ‘Oh, yeah sorry’ you reply. ‘Enjoy your stay Mr and Mrs Antonov’ she says with a smile. Dmitri nods back and you smile. Neither of you correct her. Y/N Antonov, you kind of liked that. Damn it snap out of it. He’s married. Married to your mother! Okay calm down. Dmitri presses the button as you wait for the lift to arrive. ‘You okay?’ He asks. You turn to him, ‘I’m good yeah, why? You okay?’ You reply far too quickly. ‘I’m good. Just checking, you seem, nervous?’ Dmitri says shrugging his shoulders. The lift door opens and Dmitri lets you go first. He presses number two and you start to go up. ‘Well, I am a little bit I guess’ you say twisting your fingers into one another. ‘Hey, there’s nothing to be nervous about, I promise’ he says with a reassuring smile. His tone of voice and smile help you calm. You make your way to the room and Dmitri unlocks it with the key. Again letting you in first. Of course such a gentleman. But also in the back of Dmitri’s mind he can’t help but look at your ass as you walk in front. It’s been a while since your mother and him were intimate due to her list of men. He couldn’t help but get excited as it wobbles a little as you walk. Dmitri’s thoughts remind him, calm down. Your married. To her mother. Stop this now.

The room is nice, same colour yellow as the lobby. The king size bed taking up most of the room, it looks very comfortable. There’s a small TV, two bedside tables, lamps and a painting of two people kissing above the bed. You quickly look away from that and go investigate the bathroom. ‘This is lovely’ you say walking in. ‘Sparkling clean for staters and look at this, a bath and a shower!’ You say excitedly. Yes you have a shower at home but the pressure terrible you couldn’t wait to try this one out. ‘I’m glad you like it, it is very nice’ Dmitri replies putting the bags down, he lays down on the bed and moans. Wait. What? You’re unsure if you heard that right but he does it again, it sounds fucking heavenly. ‘Y/N, this is the most comfortable bed I think I’ve ever felt. You must come try!’ Dmitri shouts to you in the bathroom. You make your way to the bed and see Dmitri laid in the end of it, arms stretched up behind him. You plop on the edge and lay down, not too close to Dmitri though. You can’t help but let out a small moan too. You cough to cover it but Dmitri heard you. He would do anything to hear it again. This damn bed was magic. Making you both moan as soon as you lay. What they hell was going on? ‘I have to agree. This is much comfier than my bed at home’ you say stretching your arms up sinking more into the bed. You close your eyes and just relax for a minute. Dmitri turns to you. He can’t help but stare at you. You truly are beautiful. You are beautiful just like your mother but you were a much more decent person. He watched the way your arms starched above your head causing your top to go tighter around you chest. He gulped at the sight of your chest constricted in that top. He’d give anything to take it off. He gulped nervously as he could feel something growing in his pants. You turn your head and open your eyes to see Dmitri staring at you. Your cheeks blush once again as did Dmitri’s. For a minute you both just stare into one another’s eyes, like it’s the first time you’ve truly seen each other. Dmitri clears his throat and sits up. ‘So erm room service, sound good?’ He asks getting up looking for the menu. ‘Yeah sounds good’ you say sitting up. Dmitri finds the menu as sits down next to you so you can both look at it. Your heart beats quicker as you feel his clothed leg rest on your bare leg, shoulders bumping into one another. Neither of you move away. ‘So, see anything you’d like?’ Dmitri says looking at the menu. You haven’t even looked at the menu yet, just at him, you unconsciously bite your lower lip. Uh huh you think to yourself. ‘What would that be?’ Dmitri says looking up at you. Shit you spoken out loud. He is surprised to see you staring at him, my god that lip bite. He can’t help but think how sexy you look. You quickly look down at the menu. ‘Oh erm, the, the- pizza!’ You shout pointing to it. ‘Sound good, I’ll order two pizzas and some beers?’ Dmitri says standing up to order the food. ‘Sure, sounds great. I’m gonna have a shower quick, if, if that’s okay?’ You say standing up. ‘Of course’ he says smiling. ‘Cool cool, won’t be too long’ you say rushing to the bathroom.

You close the door behind you and rest your head on the door. My god woman calm the fuck down. What had gotten into you? I mean yes this is the first time you and Dmitri had been alone. And yes you’d always found him attractive but he’s married. Once again to your mother! Not that she deserved him anyway. You push all thought aside as you focus on your shower, yes the lovely shower. You strip out of your clothes and step into the shower. Already the warm water helps you calm, the pressure feels so good too. There’s shampoo and soap already in the shower compliments of the hotel. You begin to massage to shampoo into your hair. It smells like roses and driftwood, very pretty. The smell of driftwood lingers more and your minds brought back to Dmitri. He smells of driftwood sometimes. You can help but think of him whilst you wash the shampoo out. You think of him in the shower washing your hair for you. You think he’d be gentle, washing it throughly making sure all the bubbles were gone. After your hairs all clean you begin to wash your body. You think of Dmitri and how he’d help you. Starting at the top working his way down. His hands lathering you in bubbles. Cleaning everywhere. Not missing a spot. Him going down on his knees in front of you, looking up at you with those deep blue eyes. Kisses on your inner thighs, him moving them apart so he can look at your bare. The water running down his body, his hair. He didn’t care. He was face to face with your bare beautiful pussy. You think about his lips. How they’d kiss your clit. How his tongue slowly click a stipe across your- ‘Y/N?’ Dmitri voice comes with a a knock on there other side of the door. You quickly open your eyes to find your hand has wondered down to your throbbing core, you hadn’t even realised what had happened. ‘Erm, yeah?’ You shout back quickly removing you hand. ‘Foods here’ Dmitri says. ‘Already? That was quick!’ You shout back washing the remaining bubbles. ‘You’ve been gone twenty minutes’ Dmitri days. ‘Oh shit, sorry, getting out now!’ You say turning off the shower. Your imagination got the better of you, how the hell were you suppose to face your step dad again after those intrusive thoughts? You get out the shower and wrap the towel around your body.

‘Oh fuck’ you mumble. With hurrying to get to the bathroom you’d forgotten your pyjamas. Wait. Fuck. You were in a rush you pack your bag you’ve just realised you didn’t actually pack any. There’s nothing you can do other than go out. You look in the mirror and take a deep breath before you open the door, you poke your head out and see Dmitri bent down in front of the TV flicking through the channels. You step out and approach the room. Dmitri hears you as he continues looking for something, ‘anything you enjoy watching most?’ He asks. ‘I don’t mind, erm, do. Do you have any pjs or something?’ You ask holding your towel tightly around your body. ‘Pjs?’ Dmitri says turning around to you. Fuck. Dmitri stands up straight and is taken back by seeing you just in that small towel. Hair wet running down your shoulders, towel hugged tightly around you so he could see your curves, the end of the towel resting on your wet thighs, he could see your nipples sticking through the thin fabric of the towel. Shit. He was done for. He gulped as he looked at your body up and down, he could not help it. ‘Dmitri?’ You say feeling very flustered. The way he’s looking at you gives you tingling feeling through out your body. ‘Hmm? Sorry. Pjs right. Erm, I don’t own any. However I have a spare shirt?’ He suggests pointing to his bag. ‘Yes please. Thanks’ you reply moving to grab his bag. You lean down a little to pick it up from the bed. Your towel rides up, your bare ass is out. Dmitri can help but look. He lets out a small moan at the sight of your ass. It looks even better than he thought. The moan doesn’t go unnoticed by you. You turn around shirt in hand. You can see Dmitri’s face is full of lust and excitement. You can’t help but bite your lip again. You don’t know what comes over you. If it’s the long looks. The touches here and there. Or just because you and him are finally alone but you decide fuck it. You walk towards him slowly until you stop right in front of him. You look right into his eyes tossing the shirt down. He watches it land down on the floor. Without saying any words your hands unwrap the towel around you, you drop it to the floor. Your heart races faster than it ever has

Dmitri does not say a word as he sees the towel drop to the floor. His eyes dart down to your bare body. It’s even more magnificent than he imagined. Dmitri falls to his knees in front of you, you’re unsure what he is doing. He picks up the towel and lifts it, ‘I think you dropped this?’ He says throwing it across the room. You watch as it darts across the floor, Dmitri’s hands make your head turn back. You feel his hands stroking the back of your legs up and down slowly sending goosebumps through your body. His hands stop when they meet your ass, he squeezes your cheeks causing you to gasp. You look down at him to see him smirking up at you. He leans in closer as presses his lips onto your stomach. He kisses along your hip bones, you can already feel yourself becoming wet. ‘Fuck’ you whisper. ‘Y/N, you have such a beautiful body’ Dmitri praises as his lips trail down lower. ‘So perfect. In every way’ he continues praising you as you feel his lips move down to the top of your thighs. ‘Such a pretty girl’ he says as he places a kiss on the part of your thigh that is right next to your thobbing core. You whimper as the almost contact. He looks up at you again with those deep blue eyes as he stops his face in front of your pussy. Looking like how you pictured him in the shower, only this time it’s really happening. He places a kiss on the top of your pussy. You can’t help but squirm as you need more. ‘Please Dmitri’ you whine. ‘Please what baby? Tell me what you want’ Dmitri says digging his fingers into your ass more. The new nickname baby melts you heart. ‘Please. Touch me’ you beg pathetically. You don’t care though. You need him to touch you. Dmitri doesn’t use his words to answer. His hand leave your ass and make there way to your pussy. He opens up your dripping wet lips. ‘ебать’ (fuck) he mutters under his breath. You moan loudly as you feel his tongue lick your wetness from your hole to your clit. Your body jolts at his movement, you hand moving to his hair to pull it. He moans as you tug his hair. He licks you again, agonisingly slow. Your body struggles to stand as his tongue licks up and down. ‘Need, need to lay’ you moan out. Dmitri gives one last long lick before standing up and walking to the bed. He lays down on his back, you look at him confused. ‘You said lay down no? Come here Y/N. I want you to sit on my face’ he says in a seductive tone. Fuck. You make your way over quickly not caring how desperate you look. You crawl onto the bed till you stop at his face. You swing a leg over so it’s on the top of his shoulder as you line your pussy up to his mouth. ‘так красиво’ (so beautiful) Dmitri says as you sit on him. You don’t know what he is saying but it turns you on even more.

Dmitri doesn’t waste another second, his tongue immediately finds your clit with no problem. He starts off slowly licking a figure if eight on your throbbing bud. You feel yourself becoming more and more wet, you’ve never been turned on so quickly. His moustache tickles you a little but you don’t mind, it’s a reminder of who is under you. You’re a moaning mess on top of Dmitri, his tongue picks up speed as his lips latch onto your clit and he begins to suck the tender skin. ‘Fuck’ you moan throwing your head back. You reach your hand out behind you and make your way down to Dmitri’s jeans. Your stop when you find his button and zip. You fumble around trying to undo it but can not. ‘Undo these, need, need to touch you’ you moan as Dmitri’s tongue circles your clit. Dmitri’s hands wonder down undoing his zipper and button. Your hand wonders back down as you meet the waistband of his boxers. You move your hand under and slowly graze the head of Dmitri’s cock. You move the pre-cum on his tip slowly. Dmitri moans in your pussy as he feels you touching him. The extra vibrations cause you to buck your hips into him. ‘Fuck Dmitri!’ You moan as you carry one moving your hips. Dmitri detaches his lips and looks up to you, ‘Ride my face baby’ he says before going straight back in, his tongue flat licking you up and down. You do as he says as you start to ride his face. You let go of his cock so you can balance yourself. His tongue feels so fucking good as you move back and forth on it, his moustache brushes past you clit from time to time causing you to moan loudly. The noises you were making anyone walking past would most definitely hear you but you didn’t care. This is what you’ve been craving for so long without even knowing. Your hands come to your breasts as you start playing with your nipples as you can feel that familiar feeling creeping up on you. You begin to move faster on Dmitri’s face as you ride his tongue. ‘Fuckfuck’ you moan. ‘Gonna, gonna - cum!’ You scream out as you feel yourself letting go and coming on Dmitri’s tongue, it’s the most intense and best orgasm you’ve had. Dmitri licks up all your cum as you slow down on him, you finally stop to catch your breath. Dmitri can’t help but give you small kitten licks. ‘Too, too much’ you say whimpering. After catching your breath you move one legs off Dmitri and fall back into the bed on your back. You’ve never had an orgasm that intense before, you feel a bit dizzy. Dmitri shifts so he is laying next to you, still fully clothed. He props himself up on his elbow as he moves your hair from your face tucking it behind your ear. You look up to him seeing his pupils so blown as he looks at you so lovingly. You can see his moustache, lips and chin are wet from you, it turns you on even more

You pull him by his top and bring him in for a much needed kiss. His lips are soft and just how you imagined. He’s gentle at first, taking his time. He does not to forget your first kiss anytime soon. He hopes it is not the last. As you kiss more it becomes more passionate, your hands start to roam his body, tugging his top for him to take it off. Dmitri breaks the kiss to pull his top off. He also finally takes off his jeans properly and his boxers. Now he is fully naked with you. You can’t help but admire his body. He looks fucking good. Nice toned body, little bit of hair leading down to…wow. His cock. It was big. You’ve not seen many but out of them all his is definitely the best looking one you’d seen. Dmitri sees you at looking him with fuck me eyes, he can’t help but feel smug. ‘Like what you see мой дорогой? (My dear) he asks smiling. You look up to meet his eyes, nodding and biting you lip. You open up your legs to invite him in. You see Dmitri’s cock twitch at the sight of your open legs. ‘Fuck me Dmitri’ you say propping into your elbows. Dmitri can’t move fast enough. His body pressed again yours, chest to chest. You bring your hands around his neck bringing him in for a kiss. Dmitri instantly takes control of the kiss, you open your mouth letting him enter his tongue. You can taste yourself still on him. The kiss becomes more sloppier and needier. You can feel Dmitri’s hard cock pressing on your stomach. You move your lips to kiss his neck, careful not to bite it no matter how much you want to. You hear Dmitri let out a low moan making you clench around nothing. ‘Please. Fuck me. Daddy.’ You say the last word with a smile on your face. Hearing you call him daddy makes Dmitri harder if that is possible.

Dmitri moves his hand down to toy with you sensitive clit. You moan at his back touch. ‘Such pretty noises from a pretty girl’ he says leaning down to kiss your neck. He finds the special spot instantly as he teeth latch on and suck it. You moan into him as your wrap your legs around his back pushing him closer. Dmitri lines up his cock to your pussy and slowly brings to insert it. You can’t wait, you move your feet and push down on his bum to push all his cock into you. ‘Fuck!’ You moan as Dmitri bottoms out. ‘So tight, ебать’ (fuck) Dmitri says as he fills you. His thrusts start off slow as he pumps himself in and out of you. You feel him reach places no one ever has. You know you’re not going to last long, Dmitri knows he’s not going to last long either. ‘Harder daddy’ you command as you dig your nails into his back. ‘My princess wants it harder does she?’ Dmitri says pulling all the way out before harshly pounding back in. ‘Fuck, yes!’ You moan, it stings a little but it feels too good for you to care. Dmitri starts pumping in and out of you hard and fast, you can hear how embarrassing wet you are for him. You moan in sync with one another and you feel your orgasm approaching. You clench around Dmitri making his cock twitch. ‘Fuckfuckfuck, gonna cum!’ You scream into Dmitri shoulder. ‘Cum Y/N. Cum on me’ Dmitri moans. You finally let go as your orgasm breaks. Your legs shake uncontrollably as you cum all around Dmitri’s cock. Dmitri is not far behind, you feel his cum fill your pussy up as he moans your name. There’s so much it begins to spill out of you but Dmitri doesn’t stop. It feels too fucking good to stop. Once Dmitri has done filling you up he lays in you still catching your breath. Your eyes meet and you both smile lovingly at one another. He leans down and kisses your lips, gently but with just as much passion. Dmitri slowly pulls out of you and let’s next to you, you feel his cum starting to pour out but are surprised when you feel Dmitri’s fingers pushing it back in, you moan as your still very sensitive and a little sore. ‘This. This is mine now. I can not let you go’ Dmitri says as his fingers push the cum in. Your stomach flutters at his words, demanding yet but sexy as hell. ‘I’m all yours daddy’ you say pushing his hand further up in you. He brings you in for another kiss

You don’t know what the future holds, you and your step dad had just crossed a big line. A big one. You’re both betrayed your mother. But neither one of you are thinking about that as Dmitri holds you in his arm tracing circles. Right here. Right now. This moment is perfect

[skvlly-idk]

Enzo / Dmitri Antonov X Reader(?)!

A/N: the russian used in this is from google translate so if anything is off please let me know

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Please don’t translate, no permission to repost any of my writing anywhere, and do not copy and claim it as your own.

Warnings: smut, hair pulling, choking, breeding kink without pregnancy, slight praising, officer reader

Pairings: Mdom!Enzo x Fsub!Reader

18+! If you continue reading, you are acknowledging that you are 18+ and that you have read the warnings.

I banged on the cell door to the american. He looked up at me with no emotion, standing up with his hands cuffed.

"пошли, американец." I ordered, unlocking the cage.

(translation: come on, american.")

"пизда." He mumbled as another guard passed us, i punched him in the back of his head to show the other guard we weren't about to have a conversation.

(translation: "pussy.")

"Did you meet with him yet?" i spoke, walking next to him.

"Yeah. He’s a real charmer." He mumbled sarcastically.

"Yeah yeah," I chuckled, pushing him ahead a little for him to step up on the stool. The guard infront of him raddled his chains, I noticed him tense up a bit as the guard did this.

Without another thought, I turned and walked away from the area to go find Dmitri. He told me to meet him in room 218 on the second floor.

The blue painted doors that were somewhat chipped and rusty passed by me as i counted the numbers up. Finally, I reached 218.

I tapped on the door in our code, 2 times then a pause then another 2 times.

"The doors unlocked." He spoke from the other side. I twisted the handle and walked in. He was sat on the couch, watching some old Russian show.

"So what's up?" I asked, walking towards him before i sat on the couch as well, taking my hat off my head and fixing my hair.

"Eh, just wanted to talk."

"Oh. Alright well, what's the plan with the American?"

"I have a guy, names Yuri. When his woman pays the money Yuri flys over and gets the american. Theres a vehicle waiting for him when he gets out of here."

I nodded, my eyes trailing down him. He had his hat off and I had to admit, he looks good.

"Yknow, i've never seen you with your hat off." I changed the conversation, making him turn to me.

"I haven't seen you without yours either." His accent was strong as his eyes curiously danced around my face.

A small smile appeared on my lips as I brushed down my hair with my fingers slightly before getting caught on a curl.

His attention turned back to the TV when we heard loud laughing.

The window on the right caught my eye when I noticed snow fall. I suddenly felt a hand gently land on my thigh, squeezing it slightly. Immediately, I was wet. I turned to him, his eyes lingered on my body before he spoke. “Can I?” He asked, his hands reaching around my waist. I nodded, making him pull me on his thigh.

A whimper escaped my lips as I gently moved against his leg, grinding slowly. His hands grabbed my waist, pulling me onto his dick that was throbbing through his pants, he wrapped his arms around my waist as I started gently grinding against him again. His hands traveled up to my hair while he attacked my neck, yanking my hair back to get more skin. He began grunting under me as my body twitched gently.

Suddenly, I felt my body being stopped and lifted, his hands immediately going to his belt, unbuckling it quickly. I stood up quickly, pulling my pants down. His dick sprung out of his boxers before he grabbed my hands and pulled me back on top of him all in a swift movement, he pulled my underwear to the side, immediately entering me.

A whimperish-moan escaped my lips as he filled me completely. A few grunts escaped him before he whispered curse words in Russian. I felt him throb inside of me when I began to grind and move up and down all together.

He held my waist with his hands, throwing his head back as he shut his eyes. His legs gently bounced while I continued to move on top of him.

"Fuck." I moaned, my hands going under his shirt, rubbing up and down his chest. I removed my hands from under his shirt as he lifted his head back up and made strong eye contact with me. I pulled him in, our lips connecting frantically, our chests moved up and down from breathing so heavily. I wrapped my arms around his neck, running my hands in his hair. Our faces stayed close to each other as he pulled his lips away. Our heavy pants echoed throughout the quiet room, the only other noise was the tv and the slight slapping noises.

"You feel so good." He moaned, our lips rubbing against each other as I began moving harder and faster. Each thrust up slammed against my g spot, my legs quivered as I was reaching my high. I felt his whole cock in me, my walls squeezing him, making me tighter and tighter. He moaned my name a few times, turning me on so much more.

I removed my hands from his hair and placed them on the back of the couch, throwing my head back as I bounced on his cock, my whole body bouncing now as he put his head under my shirt, I felt him move my bra, sucking on my nipples gently. My body started twitching harshly, my movements pausing every second.

His head popped out from under my shirt, hair messy as he grabbed my waist and guided me to my climax. His hands then traveled up my body to my neck, wrapping both hands around it, holding it firmly as I came all over him. My walls clenched around him tightly making his cock twitch in me as well. I felt his load shoot up into me, he slammed his hips up into me more, hands still wrapped around my neck.

My legs shook aggressively as we both let out moans and whimpers. He slammed into me a few more times until I tapped on his arm to stop.

"Fuck," I whimpered, he was still inside of me, another moan escaped me as I came a little more.

He tapped my thigh gently telling me to get off of him. I did and sat on the couch, covering my body as I continued to twitch. Both my cum and his spilled out of me before he pulled up his boxers again and looked at me. Thank god i was on the pill. I felt him pull me over gently and lay my head against his chest, kissing my head gently.

did that actually just happen?

[ismangoamonster]

All secrets and lies…

[lemonflavouredchaos]

Brute Force

Aka Dmitri and Reader get rough. NSFW MINORS DNI.

It's not often that he feels like being rough with you, but when he does Dmitri can exert unbelievable strength. You take short, shallow breaths through your mouth as the broad span of his hand presses down on your lower back.

The play fight had started gently, but when you sank your teeth into his shoulder Dmitri had made the kind of sound that brought colour to your cheeks.

And in a blink you were on your stomach, arse being dragged back into the air as he stripped your leggings and brought his hand down on the bare flesh with stunning efficiency. The sharp crack made you gasp, then moan as heat spread,

"God save me," Dmitri mumbled, "you bring out the animal in me."

He presses two fingers into you pinning you in place with the weight of his body, murmuring filth in your ear,

"Sweet little thing, hm? So tight and wet for me," he pants against you, the press of his cock on your flesh as he leans over you and let's his weight press your stomach to the mattress is almost too much, "do the men you work with know how you beg for me? Hm? How easily these legs open for me?" He pulls his fingers away and fumbles until his cock pushes into you, stretching the needy flesh without mercy, and you whimper and buck under him. "Good girl." He grunts a number of sweet nothings as he takes you, hard and fast enough to shake the bed and make it obscenely obvious to anyone in within earshot just what the two of you are doing.

"Dmitri," you whimper his name and reach back to hold his neck, coaxing a kiss in the hope that it will soften him, but when his hand closes gently on your throat and he pulls you up to meet him, his free hand roams to your breasts and gropes the flesh with bruising force, drawing a yelp,

"Forgive me," he murmurs, burying his face in your neck as the pace slows. After reaching a sudden fever pitch, he falls back into himself, "God you're so sweet for me," he whispers and kisses and takes you slow, hips rolling steadily until you squirm and gasp, then his fingers find their ways between your legs.

Tomorrow he will look at you with big doe eyes, shocked and appalled at the lovebites and hand prints he has left on you, though you'll reassure him that you loved every second.

Tonight he takes a fistful of your hair and tugs you back to the edge of the bed, kicking your legs open so he can slip between them, places a hand on your hip and whispers something too filthy to repeat before sinking back into your aching cunt, dragging you back onto him again and again.