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thecomfortgoth · 1 year

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Peeping Tom Part 2

18+ MDNI (just don't, ok?)

Part 1 can be found here. Masterlist can be found here.

Eddie Munson x Fem Reader x Perv!Steve Harrington

Summary: Steve hadn't been able to get what he'd saw behind that gym block out of his mind. Even when he was fucking other girls. A confession, a confrontation and a deal is made.

WC: 8.2k

CW: unprotected p in v sex (use a condom, pls), booty call, masturbation (m), panty sniffing/licking, gaslighting, use of degrading pet names, use of praisey pet names, daddy kink, dom!Steve, ONE use of y/n (I tried avoiding it but I couldn't), face fucking, fingering (f receiving), Steve being a fuckboy and a pervert, very small & brief mention of a piss kink (only time this will ever happen), mention of squirting, posessiveness, jealousy, mentions of voyeurism/exhibitionism, violence (there's a little bit of blood), bullying/teasing, illusions to/discussion of cheating, dirty talk, kinda angst? all characters are 18+

Please let me know if I've forgotten anything and I will add it.

A/N: okay here it is, part 2 finally. It was originally going to end up being huge so please don't worry, this is NOT the end of this story, there WILL be a part 3. I am a little worried this will be a bit of a let down, but I promise part 3 is gonna be worth it, so bare with me, it's coming. Leave feedback, let me know if you enjoyed it!

My requests are currently OPEN and I write for Eddie, Steddie, Steve and Billy. Send me some stuff!

Smut (and a little bit of angst this time) under the cut

He knew he'd find you here. Standing at your locker, completely unaware of his presence.

He snorted a quiet laugh to himself as he thought of how that wasn't the first time you didn't know he was there. He watched you from down the hall, sorting through textbooks and putting some in your bag, taking others out and slotting them into their rightful place inside the small metal closet full of your belongings.

His eyes gazed over the little dress you were wearing today. A gorgeous deep wine red, strappy with a black t-shirt underneath, the fabric hugging at your waist and flowing out around your hips. Your legs were bare, they looked like they were so fucking soft. The whole ensemble finished off with a pair of simple black leather platform ankle boots.

Steve had never really been one for noticing exactly what a girl was wearing, usually too focused on getting them out of their clothes to be bothered with it. But with you? It was different. He kinda wanted to fuck you fully clothed, hiking that pretty dress up enough for him to slot between your thighs and slip inside that soaked slit between your legs that he'd thought about since it was first revealed to him last week.

Fuck, he'd thought about it almost every night. Even when he was balls deep inside whatever his flavour of the day was. But he also thought about having you completely bare and exposed for him too. Alot.

Before he knew it, he was moving forwards, smirking a little as he saw your eyes flash towards him, finally noticing him. Your cheeks turned a real pretty shade of pink and he just knew it complimented the colour of your perky nipples, and that it had flushed all the way up to the tip of your ears.

You'd been actively trying to avoid him. Apart from a few little winks in the corridors in passing which made you want to shrivel up with embarrassment, you'd managed to successfully do so. But now he was coming up to you. And Eddie wasn't here to hide behind or use as an excuse or a distraction. The hallway was filled with strangers as you scanned around for one singular familiar face, cursing under your breath as you heard the footsteps get closer.

"Looking for someone, pretty girl?" He crooned, smooth and his voice still a little thick with the morning. Turning your head you saw him leaning against the locker next to yours, a thumb slotted into the belt loop of blue jeans as his other hand held the strap of his backpack.

Fuck. You had to talk to him now. You didn't want to be rude and you definitely didn't want to just walk away. It'd look really fucking strange if you did that. As much as you wanted to, so badly. "Uh.. n-no I was just.. seeing if Eddie was coming, he should be here a-any second now" you stuttered out nervously, giving him a small tight lipped smile, trying to deter him by threatening the appearance of your large intimidating boyfriend. You definitely had scary dog privileges, and you were thankful for it right now.

"Oh I'm sure he's coming alright" he grinned at you, bearing his teeth like a shark, eyeing you up and down slowly, drinking you in. You found it somewhat threatening. Even if you couldn't help but think about just how perfect his incisors would feel sinking into the skin of your shoulder. You swallowed and shook your head a little at his comment, trying to get rid of your thoughts as the blush on your face deepened.

"Look, Steve, I-I know you saw us that day behind the gym block b-but-" you started, looking down at your feet as you closed your locker but were cut off by him laughing a little at you. Kind of meanly. You looked at him in confusion, reaching up and fiddling with the guitar pick necklace of Eddie's that you always wore. He'd told you it would show everyone you were his girl - even if everyone already knew that. It'd become somewhat of a security item for you now.

"B-but what?" He mocked you a little, cocking his head to the side and looking at you now like he pitied you, still with that fucking stupid grin on his face. "Don't sit there and act all shy, sweets. You definitely weren't when I sat and watched your boyfriend drill his dick inside you while you flicked your tongue at me and watched me cum in front of you" he chuckled low, getting a little closer to you.

You still couldn't look at him. You kept your gaze on the floor, shuffling uncomfortably from foot to foot. You felt like the walls were closing in the closer he got, feeling your back hit against the cool metal behind you and a hand plant itself next to your head, the sound of it making you gasp a little and your head shooting up. You looked at the hand. It was his hand. His big, thick fingers tapping steadily at the grate of the locker. Why did you clench your thighs at the sight of them, thinking about how they'd feel stuffed inside you?

You turned your face slowly to see him closer than ever, only inches from your face now. Jesus fucking Christ, what was he doing?! Eddie was sure to come around the corner any moment now and catch you two like this. And he'd fucking rip him limb from limb if he saw him up this close and personal to you. Even if he wasn't even touching you. "Y-you need to go" you squeaked out pathetically, your voice just above a whisper.

"Why? I mean, it's not like Eddie's gonna really care. He let me watch you two fuck, didn't he?" He grinned his teeth at you wider, the grin faltering a little as you ducked your head again. "Shit" he muttered under his breath. "He had no fucking clue did he? You let me see all that and he didn't even know? And you still haven't ratted me out? Wow, maybe you are a dirty little slut after all, keeping naughty little secrets like that from your boyfriend" he groaned a little, getting a tiny bit closer. "Wonder if you'd keep any more dirty little secrets from him.." he said in a raspy tone, making your heart flutter at a million miles an hour for more than one reason.

"You want me to make your cunt drip down your leg with my cum like he did that day?" He smirked as you gasped at his words, your face shooting up as you looked at him angrily now, Steve getting ever closer to you as his hot breath fanned your face. "He doesn't have to know, does he? Cause you can keep a secret, can't you?"

You'd had enough. You couldn't fucking take this bullshit anymore. You used all your strength and pushed him away from you, watching as he stumbled back and laughed at you, seeing you storm off down the hallway with the straps of your backpack gripped tightly in both hands. Your face was now matching the colour of your dress and your jaw clenched, lips pursed tightly against each other as you made your way to class, steam practically rising out of your head.

He'd got what he wanted. He'd successfully riled you up. And he knew you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. He smirked in your direction, watching the way the skirt of your dress would flounce around your ass as you briskly walked off. He couldn't help but kiss the air again in your direction, like he'd done that day last week, before he made his way to his own class. His mind now filled with a million dirty thoughts, a lot of them about throwing you in a janitor's closet and making a mess of that pretty little flushed face of yours and getting that little dress off you. As much as he'd love to be inside your cunt with it still draped over your every curve.

That night was just a normal Wednesday night, and Steve had no plans. His parents were gone and it wasn't quite the weekend so there was no use trying to throw a party. But he couldn't shake the thought of your pretty dress and the way it swished around your thighs, almost revealing your round, jiggly ass to him as you walked off.

How it hugged against your swollen chest as you huffed down the corridor angrily. He wasn't sure why he found the thought of you walking away all pissed off and embarrassed because he'd been teasing you at school so fucking hot. He smirked to himself, humming a little and feeling a tent in his pants form as he lounged around on the couch in his grey sweats and no shirt, his bare hairy chest fully exposed to the elements.

He palmed at himself a little, thinking back to what he had seen in that alley that day. The way you looked at him, the way you licked your lips, the way your mouth fell open and you made a really pretty noise when Eddie fucked you a certain way, probably hitting your g-spot with the head of his cock. Fuck. He groaned at the thought of that, how your pussy would flutter at having that special spot inside you battered against repeatedly with a thick cock.

Steve was rock solid now. He wanted to push his dick between your wet little lips and face fuck you into next fucking year, make your eyes water and your drool spill down your chin and neck, soaking the collar of whatever you were wearing. Or just your bare tits if he'd got you out of your clothes by that point.

But he can't, cause you're Eddie's. And yeah, maybe that did make him a little jealous, because he wanted to destroy you and leave you more of a mess than Eddie had. More of a mess than you probably had ever been.

Fuck it. He wasn't in the mood to deal with his boner himself, not when he could have someone else's hand wrapped around him at a moment's notice, the perks of being "The King". He pushed himself up off the couch, heading up to his room to find his little notebook of girls phone numbers he kept. You know, the kind that any popular senior high guy would have.

Or maybe it was just Steve. Chicks really digged Steve for some reason. He wasn’t sure if it was the hair, his charm or the fact that he was more than well endowed. Or maybe he just knew a lot of slutty girls. He looked through the book, trying to find someone who was even anything close to you. Although they'd never compare, not in a million years.

Not Tammy, she sounds like a fucking muppet even when she’s having sex, especially when she cums. Steve shuddered at the memory of it. Not Nancy, she's with Jonathan and definitely too much of a goody two shoes to cheat on him, even if he knows that his dick has to be bigger and better than that little rat looking fuckers. He scoffs a laugh as he flips past her name.

He finds a girls name, no last name, just written down hastily as “Claire from Chem class”. He couldn’t remember who that was for a minute, he had to think about it. Wow, was he really that much of a manwhore? He chuckled to himself as he thought of it, coming to the conclusion that he was but he didn't particularly care.

Suddenly his eyes went wide when he remembered that she was the girl who could deepthroat a cock without taking a breath for at least 5 minutes. And she’d let him cum inside her, she did last time. “Shit” he hissed out, rubbing at his erection over his sweats, mulling it over in his head. She did have the same hair colour as you. And the same body shape. So it would make imagining it was you much easier. He picked up his phone and immediately dialled her number, confident in his choice of fuckdoll for tonight. It wasn’t long before she answered the phone eagerly, giving him a sweet little “Hello?”

He smirked to himself, poking his tongue on the inside of his cheek as he lounged back against the headboard of his bed, the cord of the phone stretching over as he lazily stroked a finger up and down the outline of his clothed dick. “Hey babygirl” he said down the phone, turning that charm up to 11 as he heard Claire from Chem Class giggle and say his name down the phone breathily, clearly trying to be sexy. “What are you up to, gorgeous? You wanna come over? I’ve missed you”

It's not long before Claire is at his place, he’s grabbing at her and pulling her close the second she's in through the door, biting his lip at her and sliding his hands up her hips to her waist, pressing her against the wall next to the front door, her hands going to his shoulders and laying there, letting him feel her up as he pleased.

He does notice as she's trying to say hello to him that she’s wearing a nice little blue denim skirt and a white tank top that pushes her tits up nicely, they’re just about as big as yours too and they make him groan at the sight of them, surging forward and sloppily making out with her, all tongue and teeth and spit as she reached down and cupped his bulge. She fucking knew exactly what she was coming here for, the little whore.

The thought makes him stiffen further in his sweats as he moves his hands under her top, cupping at her bare tits, pinching at her stiff nipples a little meanly as she whimpered into his mouth. Fuck, no bra. And suddenly he’s thinking about you again. How you showed Eddie (and him) your tits behind the gym block that day. Completely exposing yourself for any wandering eyes to potentially see.

He fucking practically growled, picking the girl up who he’d basically asked to come over so he could use her like a fleshlight, wrapping her legs around his waist, carrying her upstairs and into his bedroom. He swatted a firm hand down onto her ass and listened to her moan out as he grabbed at it under her skirt, not bothering to close his door behind them. No one was home so it didn’t matter.

He quickly got her to the edge of his bed, stripping her off out of the few pieces of clothes she actually was wearing, tossing her pretty blue lace panties into the corner of his room. Not before he brought them up to his face and inhaled them deeply as she leaned forward and sloppily made out with his neck, flicking his tongue over the small wet patch of her arousal he could see darkening them. She wouldn’t be getting those back, that was safe to say. He’d be adding them to the pile of girls underwear he’d started collecting in the last few months which he’d started doing for… reasons.

God, what he’d give to have a pair of your panties, he doesn’t care what colour they are or if they were sexy or not, he just wanted to have something that had been pressed tightly against your cunt all day, soaked with your sweet wetness, something he could sniff and lick at just like he did a moment ago with Claire Whoever's, something he could wrap around his cock and get himself off with whenever he wanted. Or until it was too covered in his cum and he physically couldn’t use them anymore.

He tossed her onto his bed with a bounce, standing at the side smirking down at her as she looked up at him, licking her lips as her eyes hungrily watched him shuffle his sweats off, his cock springing up against stomach and already leaking a little. It was all because of the thoughts of you he’d been having. And maybe also a little because this Claire girl from chem class was actually pretty hot. He got onto the bed in front of her, spreading her legs and holding them apart for him, studying her shaved wet pussy that was spread open wide for him as he hovered over her.

Steve wasn't fussy about pussy hair or the lack thereof, if there was a hole and a clit for him to bully, he really didn't care about anything else. But yours had a tiny patch of hair, perfectly groomed that sat just above your slit. He wondered what it’d feel like against his tongue if he licked that little patch of hair on your cunt. If he’d be able to taste you from it before he’d even dipped his tongue into you.

He heard her whine a little, grinning down at her like she was his prey, rolling her hips towards him ever so slightly. “Keep your legs open for me just like that babe, yeah?” he said as he slipped a hand between her legs and slid his fingers up and down her already soaked slit, teasing her as he watched her whimper and gasp underneath him, leaning down to kiss and bite at her neck, not particularly caring if he was being too hard or not.

She didn’t say anything anyway, she just moaned out so he assumed she was enjoying it. He quickly remembered she was the type to like being used, maybe a little bit of a pillow princess. He wondered if you’d like that too, if you'd just lay there and let him do whatever the fuck he wanted to you, move you around however he wanted to.

“You gonna suck me off like you did last time, baby? I haven’t forgotten what you can do with that fuckin’ throat of yours” he groaned against her neck, licking over the teeth marks he’d just made in her skin. She nodded her head and placed her hands on his shoulders again, which he swiftly grabbed by each of her wrists and pinned above her head, pulling back to look down at her as he used one big hand to tightly bind her wrists together and push them into the mattress a bit more.

“I asked you a fuckin' question. I expect you to answer me, using your words. Or is that too much for your dumb little brain to handle?” he said through gritted teeth, clenching his jaw a little. Safe to say, Steve definitely liked to be the one in control in the bedroom, he liked overpowering girls, making them bend to his will and obey his every command.

“Y-yes daddy” she whimpered pathetically, and she almost sounded just like how he imagined you would if you said the same thing. He chuckled lowly, his cock twitching at what she’d just called him, leaning down and placing his other hand on her jaw, opening her mouth for him as he licked into it and then spat directly on her tongue, watching as she swallowed before shuffling himself up so he was straddling her chest, still holding her wrists in one hand as he lined up his cock with her mouth.

“Thats what I like to fuckin’ hear, atta girl. Now open wide, don’t keep me fucking waiting." he gritted out, watching as she parted her lips and suddenly thrusting his whole length into her mouth, moaning out as he felt her gag around him at the sudden intrusion, but welcoming him in all the same. He fucked her mouth just like that, closing his eyes and pretending it was your mouth he was fucking into instead, feeling her squirm a little underneath him and listening to all the little whimpers and whines coming from her between chokes and gags. He wasn’t exactly quiet either, moaning and groaning without abandon as he pumped himself harshly into her throat.

"Stay still, slut. I'll just fuck harder if you don't stop, leave your throat all bruised from the inside, that what you want, hm?" She sighed a breath through her nose and whined as he said that, stopping her writhing and just laying there, letting him use her mouth for his own pleasure, spreading her legs wider behind him, exposing her pussy to the cool air of his room. Just like he'd wanted.

He continues on like that for a few minutes, until she slaps her hand back on the pillow a few times to let him know she needs some air, pulling out and moving beside her, taking one of her hands and wrapping it around his cock. He moved it up and down, silently instructing her to stroke him, his hand slipping between her legs again and immediately finding her clit, rubbing harsh circles into it for a moment before sliding his fingers down to her entrance and pushing two of his fingers inside her, hearing her moan out his name, not really close to how he’d imagined you would but it would do.

He latched his mouth onto the nipple closest to him and sucked at the peaked bud, licking and slurping at it harshly. He pumped his fingers in and out of her fast and hard, feeling her pussy clench and flutter around his digits, groaning as he made her cum on his fingers after a few short minutes, listening to her moan loudly, calling her a dirty whore and asking her if she liked being used like this, to which she just whimpered and nodded, fucked out and drooling all over herself already.

Steve was too fucking good sometimes. He could have girls squirting with minimal effort sometimes, and yeah maybe he was a little cocky about it. Even if Steve really was only after his own release, he still made sure they had a good time. Good enough they'd come back begging for more and he could have a healthy collection of all kinds of girls he could take his pick from whenever he fancied it.

Soon after, he’s moving between her legs, grabbing both of her calves and pushing her legs right back, her knees almost touching her shoulders. “Think you’re ready for me now, baby. You want daddy’s cock filling you up nice and deep?” he moaned a little, reaching down to position himself at her entrance, not giving her a chance to respond before he was thrusting inside of her and bottoming out immediately.

He didn’t like to waste time with these girls, which is why he immediately got to thrusting inside her, leaning back on his heels as he held her legs up in the air, open wide for him. He listened as she cried out at the stretch of him, grabbing the pillow behind her tightly and screwing her face up as her mouth hung wide open, her tits bouncing obscenely as his balls slapped against her ass with each pump of his hips.

He imagined it was your gorgeous face. Your pretty round tits. You laying on your back underneath him, spread wide for him as he fucked into you faster and harder, groaning and cursing as he watched you lose your fucking mind beneath him, moaning louder and louder with each thrust. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to get lost in it, lost in the feeling of the girls tight cunt swallowing him up, lost in the fantasy of fucking you behind Eddie’s back.

He just had to break you down a little first, get you to the point you couldn’t resist and would just have to fuck him. He saw how you looked at him, how you licked those lips at him and your gaze stayed on him the whole time your boyfriend was railing you against the wall. Through his thoughts, he distantly heard a voice moan something about how his dick was so big and how she was gonna cum again.

“I know baby, I know, s’so big isn’t it? You’re so fucking tight jesus f-FUCK, you like being fucked like this? Like being used and being my little stupid cockwhore y/n? Bet you fucking do, such a slut fucking me while you're with Eddie” he moaned out loudly, not even realising what he was fucking saying. Suddenly the girl beneath him went quiet, but he continued on, still rutting into her, eyes closed tightly as he moaned at the thought of what you’d say back to him, imagining all sorts of filth coming out of your mouth.

“What did you just fucking say?” That wasn’t your voice.

Shit. He looked down at the girl beneath him who was giving him daggers, still fucking her but slowing down a little as he gave her a confused look, shaking his head and panting. “What? Do you not like being called a slut or something? I thought you liked it last time” He honestly couldn’t remember if she did or not, but he started to realise what he’d just said and was trying to cover his own ass.

“No, not that you fucking- get off me!” she said, sitting up and slapping at his chest, shuffling back from him as his cock slid out of her and he sat back on his heels, holding his hands out in front of himself and shaking his head again.

“What are you talking about then?”

“Who’s name did you just fucking say?”

“Yours?”

“You absolutely did not fucking say my name! You said Eddie Munsons girlfriend's name!” she barked at him, looking at him as her face screwed up angrily, her eyes narrowing in on him. “Were you just thinking about her while you were fucking me?!”

“What? I didn’t say her name! You’re fucking hearing shit, you’re that fucked out your making shit up in your head, come on babe, stop being fucking stupid and I can make you cum again and give you a nice big load of my mine” he tutted, sighing out loudly as he tried to reach forward for her, but she slapped his hands away, getting up off the bed as she looked around for her clothes. He watched her as she did so, seeing the glisten of her arousal leak down her thighs a little that he wanted to lick up with his tongue. Shit. He’d fucked up. But he only cared because his dick was painfully hard at this point and he really needed to cum. He reached down and began tugging at himself lazily, watching as she started putting her top on.

“Yes you fucking did. Stop jerking off, jesus christ. I thought you actually liked me, I thought that's why you’d called me and asked me to come over again!” she yelled at him, her expression a little hurt but mostly still angry as she hurriedly shimmied her skirt up her legs to her hips, toeing on her sneakers.

Steve was done with this shit. He fucking hated when girls assumed that they meant more to him than a quick dirty lay. He scoffed a laugh at her, shaking his head as he leaned back on his bed on an elbow, still jerking himself as he smirked at her and moaned out a little.

“Baby, you’re really gonna try that? You knew I was just calling you for a fuck, I already told you before I didn’t want anything serious with you” he chuckled, stroking the remnants of her slick over the head of his cock as he grinned at her, all teeth and sharklike. “Besides, what if I did say her name, hm? Can’t blame me, she’s a real fucking pretty girl. Got a pretty cunt too”

“Yeah, like you’d know, Eddie'd fucking kill you if you went near her so I know you haven't." Steve just shrugged and smirked at her, continuing to jerk at himself as he watched her roll her eyes and scoff at him. Oh if only she fucking knew. "Don’t fucking call me again, Steve. Lose my fucking number in that stupid little phone book of yours!” she yelled out, he could see tears pooling in the corners of her eyes as she stormed out of his room and down the stairs, hearing the front door slam shut as Claire From Chem Class left.

He knew he should feel bad, he’d clearly hurt her feelings. But he really didn’t. He’d literally just wanted to fuck her, dump his cum inside her or over her tits or something and then kick her out anyway.

He shrugged to himself, getting up and going over to the panties that she’d not even bothered to look for, taking them in his hand as he lay back against his headboard, wrapping them tightly around his cock and biting his lip, bucking up into his fist as he continued his fantasies about you, openly moaning your name and other disgusting things, rather than just thinking them, now that he was alone.

“Mmm.. you wouldn’t storm out if I said another girls name, would you baby? No, you wouldn’t, you'd be too fucking cockdrunk and gone for me.. Too fucked out with me licking your cunt, making you cum as many times as I could before splitting you open with my dick, you'd take it all baby, wouldn't you?.."

"I need to fuck you so bad, I don’t care if you have a boyfriend or if he knows or not, I need to be inside that fuckin’ dripping hole, need to feel it for myself.."

"Maybe you'd let me in your ass too, oh god, bet s'just as perfect as your pussy, you gonna show that to me too honey? Come on, spread those cheeks for me and lemme see, oh fuck.."

It wasn’t soon after that he was spilling out into the blue lace snug around his length and his hand, moaning out your name loudly. And it wasn’t the first time tonight he’d cum thinking about you. He had to throw those panties out with how many times he’d jizzed all over them while he thought about you and fucking every hole of yours available to him.

The next day at school, people were definitely talking. And Steve wasn’t sure why. He watched a few people whisper and look at him before quickly averting their gaze when he made eye contact. What the hell? He looked at them all confused, watching as a couple people walked by him and held their heads down, giggling as they did so. He sighed to himself, thinking that Carol was spreading more shit around the school about him.

He’d fucked her a few times behind Tommy H’s back, she’d said she was gonna leave Tommy for him because she loved him, Steve laughed at her and told her not to bother. She obviously didn’t take that too well and ended up making up some.. quite honestly entertaining and colourful rumours about Steve and the kind of things he was into. He’d set everyone straight when he revealed the real reason she’d been talking shit, Carol trying to deny that anything happened between her and Steve, but it was written all over her face.

Tommy dumped her on the spot and she chased after him, begging and crying for him to forgive her, saying that it didn’t mean anything, which is clearly not what she’d been saying before.

So he thought nothing of it, thinking she’d started up her hate campaign again because Tommy still wouldn’t take her back. The old rumours were quickly squashed by some other girls confirming that he definitely wasn’t into what she'd said he was and definitely didn’t have a piss kink. Okay, maybe the last one was up for debate a little, since he really did like it when he had girls squirting all over his hands, his cock or his face and he wasn’t sure if that was practically the same thing or not. He’d have to look into it to be totally sure.

He made his way over to his locker, not paying any more mind to the people around him, mentally shrugging it off since he really doesn’t care at the end of the day. He’ll still The King. He was practically untouchable, really. If he could deal with Billy Hargrove literally trying to dethrone him the minute he got here, and it still hadn’t happened? Then nothing could. He opened his locker and began shoving some random shit in there from his bag, picking up a calculus book that he knew he needed for class this afternoon so he wouldn’t need to come back later.

“HARRINGTON!” Eddie barked, turning the corner and immediately finding the exact fucking gross pervert he’d been looking for. He looked fucking livid, clenching his fists by his side as he stormed up to him, his big boots stomping along the linoleum.

Steve turned his head as he heard the angry voice calling his name, freezing on the spot. He wasn’t scared of Eddie, even if he did look a little intimidating and there were rumours about him being a Satan worshipper and a cult leader because of that little D&D club he ran. But the way he was coming towards him, looking a bit unhinged like was ready to kill someone, did give Steve a slight cause for concern. Shit, had you told him? Had he finally found out that you’d been making eyes at Steve behind his back while he jerked off and watched Eddie fuck you?

“Munson, what can I do for you? You look a bit.. pissed off, but that's nothing new really is it?” he laughed a little, shutting over his locker. He was about to turn around when he felt a hand grab at the collar of his shirt, dragging him along and into the empty classroom that was right across the hall from his locker.

Okay, maybe he was a little scared now.

Eddie threw him into the room and Steve stumbled a little, turning around to fix his shirt and brush himself off as he looked at the tall metalhead who was slamming the door shut and locking it, turning to face him again and slowly stepping towards the slightly shorter boy. Steve wasn’t scared at all now, he was just fucking annoyed. “What the fuck Munson?! Who the fuck do you think you’re laying your hands on?” he said, stepping closer to him and poking him in the chest as he did so.

“Whats this I just fucking heard about you fucking Claire Quinn last night, but moaning my girls fucking name while you were doing her?” he spat confidently, his jaw clenching tightly as he finished his sentence.

"Oh that was her name. Claire Quinn." Steve chuckled a little meanly. "Just had her down as Claire from Chem Class"

Eddie was well known to be protective and possessive over you. He didn’t like any guy looking at you for a little too long or in a certain way, always pulling you closer to him and giving them death stares. Sometimes it’d get the better of him though and he’d get physical with these guys depending on what they said or did. He’d punched Gareth once for saying that he thought you looked nice today. He soon apologised to him, realising that Gareth was actually just being nice. He'd smacked a cafeteria tray across Jason Carvers face once when he smiled at you. He didn't apologise to him.

The random guy that one time in The Hideout who grabbed your ass and said that your boyfriend didn’t need to know about it if you went home with him (when said boyfriend was stood right behind him as he said it) even after you'd told him you really weren't interested, deserved the broken nose, the missing tooth and both of you being banned from coming back for a month. It was worth missing a few gigs to Eddie, to know he’d successfully protected what was his. You’d ridden him in the back of his van 5 minutes later too, so he knew it’d turned you on and you liked it.

Steve just looked at him, blinking at him for a second before he burst out laughing, walking over to a desk and leaning back against it, folding his arms over his chest as he shook his head. “So that's what everyones been talking about huh?” he laughed quietly again, shrugging his shoulders and smirking at Eddie. “And what if I did?”

“Don’t fucking play with me, Steve. I really do not give a fuck who you are around here, I will knock your fucking teeth out if you even think about my girl again” he stepped right up to him, pointing a finger in his smarmy fucking face. Usually people would retreat by now, as soon as Eddie bared his teeth to them.

But Steve wasn’t. He continued smirking at him, keeping eye contact and Eddie was a little intimidated himself. After all Steve Harrington was the most popular guy in school and Eddie was literally fucking getting all up in his personal space right now. He could have Eddie’s life ruined in a simple trip to see Chief Hopper and a few mentions of the illicit substances that Eddie was well known around school to be in possession of at almost all times.

“You know you won’t” Steve grinned at him, licking across his teeth a little. “Come on, what's so bad about me thinking about your girl? I mean… I’ve already seen you two fucking behind the gym block”

The colour drained from Eddie’s face. Looking at him with wide eyes, blinking as he processed exactly what he’d just said. Fuck. Was he lying? No, he can't be. No one knew you had both been there or what you'd done. How much exactly had he seen? He scoffed, shaking his head and throwing his hands up in the air as he turned his back to him, slowly stepping away as he tried to think of what to do here.

He was even more annoyed now, especially since he knows for a fact that Steve had seen you in one of your most intimate moments with Eddie. But he also knew if he did to him what he did to that dude from The Hideout, he’d be immediately expelled and he would never graduate. He really needed that fucking diploma this year, he’d already had a do over. He absolutely couldn't do another.

Steve knew he had too much on the line to try anything, at least in school. But they didn’t really cross paths outside. Not really even at parties, since he usually made some girl get his weed for him, thinking he’d be able to get a discount if he did so. And just purely because he knew he could get certain girls to do anything for him and it amused him. “I mean, your girl totally enjoyed it. Shoulda seen the way she was looking at me, licking her lips and shit while I jerked off, she came quite a lot didn’t she? She ever squirted like that with you before? Nice puddle left behind, I'd have got on my knees and fucking drank it from her cunt if I coulda” he laughed, deciding he wanted to poke the bear a little

That was it. Eddie's vision went completely red, he was suddenly like a bull and Steve was the matador.

He turned around and charged towards him, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and slamming his back up against the nearest wall, punching him quickly and getting right into his face, almost touching as Steve laughs in his face with his eyes screwed shut, his nose aching from the ring clad fist that just smacked into it. “Don’t you fucking dare say that shit about her. She’d never do that shit. I fucking know my girl and she’s not fucking like that” he growled at him through gritted teeth, watching as Steve lifted a finger up, swiping the tiny amount of blood dripping from his nostril now and continued laughing in his face.

“I’m serious, ask her. She sat there and watched me and she didn’t say shit to you the whole time, she was fucking loving it to making all those noises for both of us” he said, still chuckling a little as he saw Eddie rear up to punch him again. Okay, time to try and deescalate a bit, he was really pushing his buttons and maybe going a little too far here. “Ask her! Just ask her first before you beat my ass, fuck dude" he laughed loudly again, watching as Eddie leaned back a bit, still keeping him pinned to the wall but lowering his other fist. “I know I'm laughing but I'm deadly serious, you need to ask her about it”

Eddie was still raging inside. But as he thought about it, now he was a little angry at you too, not just Steve. Why hadn’t you said anything to him? You had been the one who was so scared about someone catching you that day. So why hadn’t you said a fucking word to him when Steve had inevitably seen you both? He was a tiny bit hurt too, that you willingly let someone watch you both having sex. Especially Steve Harrington, one of the most attractive guys in school, probably in Hawkins actually. Even Eddie thought so, despite the fact he’d absolutely never admit to it.

He stepped back a bit more, letting go of Steve's shirt as he sighed and rubbed his hand over his face, trying to think of exactly how he was going to ask you about this. Trying to decide how he was going to deal with him, now he didn’t know if he actually had a good reason to be violent like he wanted to be.

“What’s it gonna take for you to leave my girlfriend alone and not look at her or.. Or even think about her anymore?” he asked, rubbing at his stubbly chin and finally looking at the annoyingly handsome brown haired boy who was currently trying to fix himself up a little.

Steve scoffed, shaking his head as he fished out a tissue from his bag. “You’re not gonna fucking like what my honest answer would be to that question, Munson. And I’m not exactly thrilled at the possibility of another knuckle sandwich” he chuckled slightly, finally finding a hanky and wiping his nose with it, shoving it back in his bag and ruffling his hand through his hair.

“Just fucking say it, I really don’t fucking care, you’ve already said enough” Eddie sighed a little defeatedly, shaking his head as he turned his gaze to look out the window, crossing his arms over his chest. He was honestly still trying to process what Steve had just told him.

He really couldn’t get over the thought of you just letting someone perv on the two of you and get off to it, encouraging it. And he was also slightly confused about the fact that he thinks he would have found it hot having someone watch, if you had told him at the time. It made his blood boil and his dick twitch all at the same time. This was definitely something he’d have to unpack later on.

Steve studied him as he leaned back on the desk again, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets, crossing his ankles over one another. He thought about it for a second, whether to actually say it or not. He absolutely didn’t need to think about what he wanted to do to you, what it would take. He’d been thinking about that for a whole fucking week now already since he first saw you both. And he’d always fantasised about you anyway, since he’d never even had a chance to get into your panties.

You’d been inseparable from Eddie since pretty much the first week you’d moved to Hawkins, even if you’d only been friends for a few months before you got together. Eddie had made sure of it that no one even got a look in, since he’d fallen in love with you the moment he saw you.

“I wanna fuck her. That's what it'd take. Just once, and then I’ll leave you both alone. If I happen to catch you guys getting it on again, I’ll walk away. It’ll probably make me stop thinking about her too, it’ll be out of my system or something” He fucking wouldn’t stop thinking about you, he never would. You were literally the one thing he couldn’t ever have and that made you even more desirable to him. And Steve wasn’t one to give up without a bit of a fight to get what he wanted. At least if he got to fuck you, he’d be able to dig up the memories while he jerked off or fucked some other girl.

Eddies head snapped round at him as soon as he said he wanted to fuck you, staring at him in complete fucking disbelief. He burst out laughing and shook his head. “Not a fucking chance in hell, Harrington. You can get that idea so fucking far out of your head” he chuckled, staring the boy down as he licked across his teeth and clenched his jaw again. Who the fuck did this asshole think he was? He’d just punched him in the face for saying shit about you, did he seriously think he’d just give you to him, like he was loaning him a guitar or something, and let him rail you?

Steve shrugged, looking down at his shoes as he toed a scuff mark off the side of one of them. “Then at least let me watch again” he said matter of factly, shrugging as he smirked and looked back at Eddie. “One last time, then I swear I won’t bother the lovely couple ever again” he chuckled, rolling his eyes at how ridiculous that sounded.

Eddie stared at him, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue as he mulled it over. He really fucking didn’t want to let him watch. He didn't want him to see you as you fell apart under Eddie's touch again. But he also kinda really did? Besides, it would be a one off thing. And it’d keep Steve away from you. If you’d really already let him watch before, then he’d already seen everything…

“Okay, fine,” Eddie said quietly, throwing his hands in the air in surrender. “One fucking time. But I swear to god Harrington…” he stalked towards him, pointing a long thick finger at him. Steve wonders if he got close enough if he’d be able to smell you off of his fingers still, from the last time they’d been plunged inside you. “If I even so much as hear a single fucking thing of you saying her name again or talking about her or.. Or.. you even so much as breathing near her.. I’ll do worse than punch you in that big fuckin' nose again"

Steve smirked at him, keeping eye contact as he narrowed his slightly, licking at his lips slowly and not missing the way the tall metalheads eyes linger on them for a second too long. He felt his cock kick up in his jeans at the mere suggestion of seeing you exposed to him again. He’d have to go deal with that before class. He's sure he has a Polaroid or two of Pam in his bag that he stole from her bedroom the last time he fucked her that he could use as quick spank material.

“Deal.” he said, grabbing hold of Eddie's hand and shaking it, startling the long haired boy slightly. “Just let me know where and when, Munson. If that's all and we’re done here..” Steve said, grinning at him as he leaned down and picked up his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder as he patted the metalhead on his own a little patronisingly, making his way over to the door and leaving the room, heading down the hallway to get rid of the now uncomfortable bulge he was packing in his pants.

He had a smug fucking smile on his face the whole way to bathroom, thinking of how he would soon see your perfect body again.

Hopefully you'd love his eyes on you while you're spread out and being made to cum as much as you did last time.

I'd like to thank @elvendria @changemunson and @emsgoodthinkin for their help and encouragement on this chapter. I really REALLY could not have done it without you all, especially Elvendria who had to sit and listen to me have a fucking Menty B over a discord call because of some stuff that's now gonna be in part 3 lmfao.

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heaartzzforcupidzz · 6 months

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Do Dogday x reader!Pregnant x Catnap

“it’s gonna happen.”

Relationship(s): Catnap x pregnant!bat!reader x Dogday 🔞

Warning(s): slight smut, a little angst

Catnap had just finished painting your insides white with his scorching hot seed. this was your guys eighth night in a row trying to get pregnant in the last 2 months. They both took turns cumming inside you every night, even with the slightest hope of you getting pregnant. no matter what though, you just wouldn’t take their pups - kittens seeds.

you guys sat in the doctors office for the ninth time that month. the higher ups allowed you guys to try for kids because they knew how the ratings would go up. in the show, that had you all in some type of love triangle. this would help them decide who you end up with in the show by who’s baby it comes out to be. this would also help with their ‘experiments’ to see exactly what you guys can reproduce and what the results would look like. sick, I know but as long as you guys had that baby, right?

your heart broke at the doctors next words. you were expecting it of course but.. it still hurt to hear. “I’m sorry, you’re not pregnant.” your doctor said as she x-rayed your stomach. Catnap gritted his teeth and walked out the office, it hurt that you weren’t taking like you were supposed to. I mean what’s the point of having the organs if you weren’t putting them to use? kinda useless if you ask me. Dogday rested his paw at the small of your back and looked down at you, his gaze soft. always soft when he looked at you.

“it’s gonna happen. I just know it, Angel.”

you nodded softly as you couldn’t stop the hiccup that escaped. the tears falling way faster then you hoped. Dogday was quick to hold you and kiss the tip of your head, whispering positive affirmations. you weren’t.. infertile, you just knew you weren’t! you guys walked out the office together, Dogday carrying you to his home.

you guys laid in bed. Catnap was god knows where with god knows who. you didn’t blame him, who would want to be with someone as infertile as you? you laid against Dogday as softly snored. you had an idea and quickly got ontop of him, whispering his name. he perked his eyes open. a slight glow illuminated around the irises. he let out a low gruff as he woke to you “..hm? yeah, Angel?” he quickly blushed as he saw you ontop of him, his face darker orange. he quickly sat up as he watched you slide your top off and onto the floor, showing your tits.

you rode Dogday like a champ. the slick skin on skin sounds so erotic as he sucked on your perky nipples. you whimpered as his cock bullied it’s way in and out of your tight fuck hole. the mush inside you locked onto his cock like a vice. Dogday couldn’t help but cry, he felt humiliated. he’d have cum inside you around four times and you still hadn’t stopped. causing him to cry as his dick couldn’t handle this much all at once. his hands clamped onto your waist as he quickly switched your positions, starting to fuck into you, harshly. “oh, your tight lil’ pussy’ feels so good, mama.” you tried to stop it but you squirted all over his sheets, between his cock and his words, you crumbled like a cookie.

here you guys were again in the doctors office. Catnap had came this time. He wanted to know if anything had changed, anything at all. your doctor came in, she looked at you three and gave a pitiful smile, knowing the results before even doing the test. your doctor, Rose, had began the test. she felt around your tummy and her eyes went wide abit. she didn’t get too excited though as she brought her x-ray over and put it to your stomach. a shriek.

“YOU GUYS ARE PREGNANT!”

you couldn’t help the tears that flowed. not sad ones but happy ones. you were finally fucking pregnant. Catnap stood there in disbelief. why were you finally pregnant? after 2, almost 3 months? he looked at you and Dogday and decided to ask later. for now, he would join the hug pile and kiss you.

you guys were standing around in a circle. you had given birth 9 months ago. your baby on your hip. his fur was a light purple and he was dog with little wings. I guess both their sperms took after all, huh? you chuckled as you watched Dogday and Catnap show their spawn the play care even though he had seen it ever since he was born. they just were really excited parents.

A/N: probably the pic of the baby I’ll be using for my pregnancy stories. just imagine him with wings and smaller. also how do we feel about Dogday calling us mama in the heat of the moment? abit short I know, didn’t have much idea on this one 😭. the anon that requested this though feel free to let me know if you want another part or anything.

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watcheraurora · 4 months

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Princesses and Family

Finally had an idea for a continuation of "The Ranchers unintentionally adopted a kid" AU 3.1k words

(Part 1)(Part 2)

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Tango paused on his way up the path to the front door of the ranch house, scrunching his brows. "Uh... hi Gem," he greeted loudly.

Gem waved from the balcony of his and Jimmy's bedroom above the covered front porch. "Hi Tango!" she greeted.

"What are you doing here? Not that it's not good to see you. I just wasn't expecting it."

"Oh I came to show Jimmy a new way to braid Skye's hair for flying," Gem said, showing off the single braid wrapping around her head like a crown or halo.

"I see. So why are you on the balcony alone, then?" Tango's pointy ear flicked almost in sync with Gem's pointy ear as a breeze made the wheat field roll with waves like the sea.

Gem glanced through the small window into the master bedroom. "Oh I'm the princess," she said with a perky, bright smile. "Skye is rescuing me from the dragon."

"The dragon?"

At that moment, Jimmy cried out from inside the house. Tango bolted inside, dropping the bag of supplies he'd brought back from town on the front path and throwing the door open with magic before he even reached it.

Jimmy was sprawled on the kitchen floor, his enormous yellow wings taking up most of the floorspace and his hair flopped back, one arm draped over part of his wing. His knees were bent with his feet on the floor. There was a wooden sword caught between his arm and his side.

Skye was standing beside his knees in an old leather armor chestplate that was waaay too big on her, and dyed purple. One hand raised triumphantly and wings spread wide. There was a small yellow feather tucked into the plait of the white braid ringing her head just over her ear.

Both of their eyes turned, wide, to Tango at the sound of the door flying open.

"Oh hi Tango," Jimmy greeted first, lifting his head a bit.

"Gem said something about a dragon," Tango said.

"It's Jimmy's turn to be the dragon! And then he gets to be the knight, and I get to be the princess, and Gem gets to be the dragon!" Skye explained, a little out of breath but beaming. She leaned forward, holding a hand up to her mouth so Jimmy "couldn't hear" what she was going to say. "I think Gem likes being the dragon the best."

"She's certainly got the fierceness for it," Tango agreed. He set a hand on his heart. It was racing. "I thought you were being attacked. I heard Jimmy shout."

Jimmy smiled. "I'm nothing if not committed to my role. Including the death scenes. If I was actually hurt, you'd feel it."

Right. The SoulBond. Tango forgot about it sometimes.

"I like being the princess because Gem and Jimmy actually swordfight," Skye said matter-of-factly. "But I think Gem goes easy on him because he's not actually very good."

Jimmy's jaw dropped open, playfully offended. Tango tried not to snicker. Truthfully, they both were abysmal in combat.

"I think your princess is waiting on her knight to rescue her," Jimmy said softly to Skye.

Who gasped. She whirled and ran toward the stairs, rushing up them.

Jimmy chuckled and got to his feet, folding his wings in and dusting them off.

"Having fun while I was gone?" Tango asked, smirking.

"We, er... kinda got carried away," Jimmy said, ruffling and fluffing his feathers to reorder them after lying on the floor. "Gem and Skye were talking while I braided Skye's hair and it turned into playing Knight-Princess-Dragon."

Tango chuckled. "Glad you had fun." He went outside and retrieved the supplies he'd left on the path, bringing them inside. Skye was "escorting" a very-hunched-over Gem down the stairs. "Hey ladies," Tango said.

"Hi," Gem replied.

"Sir Tango, you need to refer to the princess as Your Highness," Skye corrected, smiling.

Tango flung his arms out and bowed deeply. "Sincerest apologies, Knight Skye."

"No, no, no," Skye said, her wings puffing up as she pulled off the leather chestplate. "I rescued Gem, so now I'm Princess Skye." She beamed when Jimmy chuckled. She pulled his yellow feather out of her braid behind her ear and tucked it into the plait at the top of her head like the point of a tiara.

"Ohhh. My sincerest apologies, Princess Skye," Tango said. He took the supplies into the kitchen and dropped the bag on the counter, beginning to unpack them.

Gem snatched Skye around the waist with a playful, "Gotcha!" and ran up the stairs.

Skye squealed and laughed. "Jimmy help! I'm being kidnapped by a dragon!" she screamed.

"I'll save you, Your Highness!" Jimmy called, picking up the wooden sword Skye had "stabbed" him with and running for the stairs. But Gem came thundering down them with a dramatic roar, her Elytra now equipped and fluttering with her movements. She picked up another wooden sword and together they ran for the front door while Tango watched. Once they were out on the path through the wheat field, they started swordfighting, the wooden blades clacking together. They left the front door open, and Tango could hear Skye cheering on, well, Gem. Even though she was probably supposed to be cheering on Knight Jimmy.

Tango laughed and went back to unpacking. Once everything was put away, he went outside and leaned against one of the support pillars for the porch to watch, folding his arms and grinning.

To Jimmy's credit, he was better with a sword than Tango was.

Tango quirked a finger, tugging on one of Gem's curly plaits with a little magic.

"What the—?!"

Tango did the same to the little bit of hair on the back of Jimmy's head that always stuck straight up from the whorl of his hair.

"Eh?!"

Amusement flooded down their SoulBond from Tango, who was trying not to snicker.

"Tango! Stop messin'!" Jimmy protested.

"What?!" Gem demanded. "Tango! No cheating!"

"There's no cheating here!" Tango retorted. "I mess equally."

Gem shot him a glare over her shoulder and briefly the phrase If looks could kill passed through Tango's mind. Tango briefly gestured for her to turn around. She did in time to block Jimmy's swing, not even really looking.

Yeah. She was good with a sword. Something Tango had noticed was that she never really went for critical hit points. She just relentlessly pursued her trajectory, never giving an opponent the opportunity to fight back, until she won.

Which was better than what Tango could do.

He couldn't see Skye. The balcony was built into the porch roof. But he could hear her wings flapping as she cheered on Gem and called for Sir Jimmy to save her in equal measure. Tango smiled.

He hadn't wanted kids, when he and Jimmy committed to one another after discovering their SoulBond. He had never seen himself as much of a caretaker. He'd lose his own head if it wasn't attached to his shoulders—how could he expect to take good care of a child if he could barely take care of himself?

But that changed when Jimmy rescued Skye. She had slotted into their life like she was always meant to be there. Neither Jimmy nor Tango could imagine not taking care of her. They weren't perfect, but their best was usually enough. She was happier now, healthy, and learning to fly. She was moving past the grief of losing her parents and the trauma of being kept in a cage at a pillager outpost. She filled their lives with sunshine and they loved her as their own.

Jimmy eventually drove Gem into the path in front of the house, pretending to slay the dragon. Then ran inside to go rescue Skye, who squealed in excitement while Tango and Gem chuckled outside.

Tango liked his life. But he liked it even more with this little family in it.

—

"So I ran into Cleo in the market today," Tango said, winding some of Jimmy's hair around his fingers while they laid in bed.

"Yeah? How are they?"

"Good. We chatted for a bit. I mentioned that we've taken in an orphaned Avian girl. And that she's about six. And..." Tango bit his lower lip and hesitated.

Jimmy's eyes opened, meeting Tango's gaze. "And?" he prompted.

"Cleo offered to teach her. You know Cleo used to be a schoolteacher, right? Before the whole... zombie thing?"

"I think I knew that?"

"And there's really no other education around here. There aren't really any other children. I told Cleo that I'd talk to you about it, but that was probably a good idea."

"So... what? We take Skye to Cleo's every day?"

"It's better than her just sitting inside every day once harvest is over," Tango said. "When winter hits, she'll be really bored. But we can fly with her to and from, drop her off at Cleo's for at least a couple hours. Even if it's just one or two to start with. She does need to learn. I don't... can she even read?"

"A little," Jimmy said. "She reads labels at the market when I take her. But she could stand to learn more. And she'll be better at maths than me in about two weeks."

Tango tried not to laugh too loud. "That's not true."

"No. No it is. I'm so bad at maths. I ran into Cub at the market one time talking to Scar and they were doing some sort of calculation about groceries and I felt nauseated just listenin' to them." Jimmy was definitely exaggerating for the sake of effect, and Tango snickered.

"If you say so."

"So are we going to tell Cleo 'yes'?"

Tango yawned, covering his mouth to hide his sharp teeth, and nodded. "I think so. I think, ultimately, it would be good for Skye."

"I agree," Jimmy said. Tango went back to playing gently with Jimmy's hair. Jimmy's eyes fluttered closed again. He nuzzled a little into Tango's hand. Tango smiled and kissed his nose. Jimmy giggled softly. "Goodnight, Tango."

"G'night, Jimmy."

Jimmy was asleep within minutes.

Tango tried to follow Jimmy's sleep pattern. He really did. But, as an Avian, Jimmy really embodied the Early Bird concept. Tango just... didn't. He liked the darkness. His mind seemed to work better in the late hours of the night. He'd rather go to bed deep into the night and wake up late in the morning. Usually, Jimmy let him.

And recently, in the last six months, Jimmy always took care of Skye in the mornings while Tango kept sleeping. In the month-and-a-half since Skye's first flight, their routine had altered a little. Jimmy would slip out of bed and into Skye's room, gently wake her, and they'd go for a flight. She was nearly ready to fly on her own, and her wings were getting stronger. Then when they returned, they would have breakfast and get started on ranch chores. Skye didn't have to work out in the fields or with the animals all day. She would do an hour or two, then go inside and play.

And sometimes she'd already be at playtime by the time Tango woke up.

A bit after Jimmy finally fell asleep, Tango slipped out of bed. His Blaze Rods flared into being around his head and he used them to glide over to the door, down the hall, and down the stairs. He reached through the narrow gap between two double chests and pressed a button. Moved to its new location so Skye didn't accidentally press it.

Pistons retracted and revealed a staircase to the basement in the kitchen floor. Tango hurried down them and into his redstone workshop.

In Tango's opinion, redstone was not, inherently, dangerous. Handling the dust could be. If it floated up into the air. You didn't want to inhale it. But he didn't want Skye down here in case something fell and crushed her, more than anything. Hence he'd hidden the entrance.

He slipped a book and quill out of a chest and flipped it open to where he'd left the quill. People around town liked to request redstone devices. Tango liked making them, and it brought in a few extra diamonds on the side. He knew Etho and Impulse did the same, but the townsfolk knew Tango's particular type of redstone. He was the one asked for the whacky contraptions. The silly ones. Impulse and Etho could make the efficient, effective ones. Tango got to make toys a lot. And he loved it.

He got to work on a project request. It was nearly done, and he'd been fiddling with it for a week. He was eager to deliver it.

As he tinkered, his mind wandered a little. To Skye. Wearing Jimmy's feather in her hair. He had some of Jimmy's feathers himself. He usually kept the small one on a bracelet chain somewhere safe, only wearing it when it felt important that he display his commitment to Jimmy. He was too scared of burning it to ash otherwise. The other feathers of Jimmy's were scattered around his workshop as quills for writing. Sure they had a lot of chickens on the ranch, but why use those when Jimmy's feathers were so much sturdier and he shed them all about once a year? Most of them were properly disposed of, but Tango always kept a few—with Jimmy's permission—to turn into quills.

The fact that Jimmy had placed one of his shortest feathers—typically from near his spine—in her braid meant something. Tango wasn't overly familiar with Avian culture, but he knew enough to know that exchanging feathers was a big deal. Jimmy gave Tango a feather he'd plucked specifically for Tango the first time. As a sign of commitment and love. The one Tango had on a bracelet chain.

Jimmy gave Skye one of his feathers for her hair as a show of family.

Tango leaned back in his chair, taking a short break to stretch his spine. His Blaze Rods burned into existence, spinning around his head. One of them an inch shorter than the other ones. No one had ever noticed but Jimmy.

Tango had given Jimmy a small portion of that Blaze Rod as his own sign of commitment and love. Jimmy had it on a leather necklace cord. Tango had used magic to seal its fire deep within so it wouldn't burn anything—especially Jimmy.

He reached up and caught the shorter one, bringing it down in front of him. It hovered just over his hand, rotating slightly. The end that had been broken off was only slightly slanted, compared to the near-perfect perpendicular of the unbroken end. He hadn't cut it perfectly, but he'd shaved the jagged edge fairly well.

If he used all his Blaze Rods, he always spawned more. He just hadn't used many since he'd given that piece to Jimmy. And hadn't needed enough at once to use this one.

If he cut another inch off this one... it would start being noticeably shorter than the other whole ones around his head.

Was that really a bad thing?

He reached for his axe and went to the crafting table.

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"Psst! Skye!" Tango whispered as he slowly opened her door, knocking gently with one knuckle. She shuffled in bed. "Psst!"

One eye peeled open, deep blue and dark in the light from Tango's hair. "Wh... wha's goin' on?" she asked, voice slurred with sleep. The weak light of dawn was peeking past the pink flower banners that had been added to her windows as curtains.

"I have a little present for you."

Her other eye opened. "A present?"

"Uh-huh."

She sat up in bed. "What is it?" She'd left her crown braid in, and the flyaways that had escaped it were a messy mad-scientist halo of white around her head.

Tango crept into her room. "You know how Jimmy gave you a feather for your hair?" He perched on the edge of her bed. She nodded. "Do you know what that means?"

"My mama used to put her feathers in my hair, and mine in hers when they fell out."

"That's right. For people with feathers, exchanging them is telling them you love them." He lifted his arm to show her Jimmy's yellow feather, preserved by magic to not get too brittle, dangling off a gold chain. "Jimmy gave me one because he loves me. And he gave you one because he loves you." He smoothed down some of her flyaways. "Have you noticed the necklace Jimmy wears?"

"The brown one with the little orange... yellow thing on it?"

"Yeah, princess." Tango's Blaze Rods reappeared, orbiting his head. "Like these." He looked up at them.

"You use those to fly." It wasn't a question. Skye had noticed that he only ever really displayed his Rods when he flew. He couldn't fly without them, and he didn't want to burn anything with them accidentally.

"That's right. I gave Jimmy a small piece of one of these to show him I love him." The shorter one stopped in front of his head. He flicked it so it spun, and then caught it to stop the spinning, bringing it down in front of him to show her.

"Why is that one so short?" Skye's eyes flicked to the other Blaze Rods, noting their lengths.

"Because I chopped a little bit off either end."

"Did it hurt?"

"No, sweetheart. They can't feel pain. Nothing about them can hurt me." Tango smiled and let the shorter one take its place back in alignment with the others bobbing as they rotated.

He pulled the leather out of the pocket of his jumpsuit. "This is for you. To show you I love you."

Skye took it carefully. "It's a necklace like Jimmy's!"

"Mmhmm. Because you're part of our family, so you get something from both of us to show it."

"I... I am?"

"Of course."

Skye smiled and gave him a hug. "Thank you, Tango."

"You're welcome kiddo."

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"So... you stayed up all night," Jimmy said.

"Mmhmm," Tango said quietly, tiredly.

"And Skye has a necklace like mine."

"Mmhmm."

"I'm guessing you stayed up to make it?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

Jimmy kissed the side of Tango's head. "I'm glad. Go take a nap. I'll wake you up later."

"Don't have to tell me twice."

#Team Rancher #Team Ranchers #Rancher Duo #TangoTek #jimmy solidarity #Tango Tek #Aurora Writes #Rory Writes

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(kinda based on the last ask) okay but now i’m thinking about steve inviting eddie to his gym and he only agrees because steve working out while making those little whines and pants?? obviously he’s going, but nope he made a mistake because now he has to pretend to work out (gross) and be publicly flustered by steve…

recently turned this gym partner steddie ficlet into a fully fledged 6.5k ao3 fic. feel free to check out the added filth here <333 mwah and thank you again to anon for the prompt that inspired it !

read pt.2 here !

read pt. 3 here !

your mind !! giving you a round of applause for this one !

okay so steve shows up in the tiniest gym shorts he owns and a white crop top bc he gets really sweaty—which eddie quickly finds he’s extremely turned on by. and ofc steve’s kinda oblivious to the real reason why eddie asked him if they could workout together. so he just takes eddie around the gym and shows him how to use the cardio machines, free weights, bench press etc. not batting an eyelash at the obvious hard-on eddie’s now sporting beneath his own shorts bc he’s too distracted by trying to get a good workout in.

and the thing is, steve’s been a member at this gym for quite some time now and he’s well known around town (ex-jock/popular kid and what have you). so a bunch of his old teammates/acquaintances from high school stop by to chat with him as he leads eddie through their workout.

which only adds fuel to the fire—for a multitude of reasons—bc some of the guys are a little too handsy with steve as they make small talk. they’ll smack his ass, making it jiggle obscenely in those extra-small shorts, or they’ll reach over to teasingly twist one of his perky pink nipples through his fitted t-shirt. it’s all the stereotypical, jock-y, borderline homoerotic locker room, bullshit eddie used to pay witness to after gym class in school. the type of shit he used to roll his eyes at and ignore to the best of his ability.

but now, with steve harrington right in front of him, letting out all these breathy little moans and sighs as he exercises, getting fondled like a piece of meat by whoever can get their hands on him—eddie can’t quite ignore it. he quickly becomes a mixed bag of emotions, as steve reps out more bicep curls and socializes; jealous, confused, and unbearably horny.

bc god does steve look appetizing. he’s dripping sweat, smells deliciously musky, his veins are swollen from the exertion, his tits are all too visible through his dampened shirt, and the outline of his cock is readily on display in those shorts. the head of it almost peeking out from the hem every time he moves too quickly. and his ass looks so plump and round, eddie wants to sink his teeth into it asap.

but worst (best) of all are the sweet cries of effort he’s continually making. it’s a dangerous fucking game for eddie to be next to him right now. he can hardly take it, so he tries to palm himself just a little bit over the pants, as steve pushes his body to finish the set. he’s moaning so high in his throat to get the weight up the rest of the way and eddie knows if he just closed his eyes, he could easily imagine those pretty noises in a very different context. but if he allowed himself to do that, he’d also probably cum on the spot, so he grits his teeth and tries to avoid looking at steve for the time being.

and later on, when they go back to the locker room to get changed and shower off, eddie thinks he’s in the clear. he breathes a sigh of relief and can’t wait to get home so he can jerk off to the thought of steve’s gorgeous little sounds.

but when he goes to enter one of the gym shower stalls and starts to rinse off, he finds himself forcibly pressed up against the tile wall.

“y’know,” steve whispers hotly in his ear, licking the shell of it and nibbling on the lobe, “i’ve heard sex burns a decent amount of calories and since you were doing a lot more staring than lifting today, i’d say that might be a good way for you to make up for it.”

#unhinged and debauched steddie thoughts #hope you enjoy anon #steddie #the steddie brainrot is real #steddie brainrot #steve harrington headcanon #steddie headcanon #steddie au #steddie ficlet #steddie blurb #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #steddie things #eddie munson headcanon #steddie imagine #steddie nation #fruity four

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☆Sword Demon x Martial Art Prodigy Reader

Part 2☆

Warning: a bit of violence, a bring up of sky and yeri, vent, and, philosophy shit and wisdom.

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You landed at white hawk town to take a little drink/ a break right before you find the mighty sword demon that comes out of the darkest shadows in the halls to express his undying power to most cult enemies, but jaha finds him inspiring and also worthy to be a master but that's pretty obvious since he taught mongrang martial arts also electing him to be part of the 4 great evils of the murim world that is matching superhuman strength. He wonders how he's able to beat jaha to a pulp even though jaha made him go through a lot. But no. That will get him killed.

you saw him while you were drinking your specially edited wine with the freshest plants made to put it as a delectable drink, sipping a small portion of it from the cup to the pool of your mouth, it cost 3000 yuan, pretty normal price for a rich province born martial artist such as yourself. your eyes looked to the left to see mongrang staring at your back, even the girls around him were fuming in an ocean of jealousy since they saw him look at you for a couple minutes. your neck snapped right back at him to intimidate a bit. but he didn't get fazed at your attitude that didn't flinch when it shot him like a gun.

his steps rushed to you and sat at the seat right across from your table. He seems to be intrigued by your physique, appearance, and hopelessly beautiful jewelry lathering right across your body like a violet evergarden village of the delicate scenery, he took a small cup and slowly poured the dark subtance to his own cup to break off the argumentative silence a bit. he kinda knew that his charisma couldn't work on a province born sword wielder. even when you got the news that he apparently acted pathetic to a sect leader capable of killing a bunch of men rather than treating women properly in this world. it rattled a light chuckle a bit before you took a sip of your expensive wine.

he scowled a bit at your chuckle and spoke up. "Hello, I'm mongrang. such a divine little thing you are..so where are you from?" You slammed your cup down to his sudden question. you analyzed that he's trying so hard to spread out his charisma like a virus, but all you are thinking about is to see the mighty sword demon. Perhaps this pervert has the key to exposing his locations. you answer in a condescending tone to possibly drive him away. "I'm from the Liang Province. Belonging to a family of wealth. anyways. if you can be at any use to be, then do you know where the sword demon resides? I need to meet him immediately. " he was confused at why you suddenly wanted to meet his master but he had something else in mind.

"If you would give me a little kiss on the lips, then I will lead you to him." You stuck your tongue out in disgust of ever touching your own lip skin onto mongrang's perky lips that probably has a lot of DNA in them by every relationship he ever been in with a woman. until a girl jumped in joy right behind his long brown hair, holding a box of specialty chocolates. costing 7000 yuan in total.

"Yeri!"

she took his hand away from you, whispering in ear, but you overheard in the easiest way possible: "I'm gonna meet my girlfriend sky. wanna come with me?" You stood up once they ran off like boyfriend and girlfriend to a nearby forest full of a bunch of fresh grown chinese fruits. it was a beautiful lake glimmering of the bright sun. It's a small bridge that leads to a nearby village. you must think that's where the sword demon must reside. shaving the dirt of his sword to see any visitors in his training grounds. you walked even further to see a big house. a sound of sword striking is heard from the inside of the gates. you approached the gates to see a man sitting right at the left of the house. is that who I think it is? Is the legend of the sword demon true? It isn't a lie? Maybe this is only a mere disciple? I shouldn't eavesdrop on a random disciple. I should just go-

"whoever is at my gate. show yourself."

Your skin blitzed with fear at the strikingly terrifying sound of his voice calling out to an intruder he's going to kill soon, but you caved it and opened the main gates to see a site never to be seen in your life. The beautifully powerful sword demon with his hair withering at the wind of his unapproachable attitude in the way, being covered as an obstacle to set up with any sword decked out to be spilled by the controller of our hands.

his dim, gray eyes glanced up to see you in shock. To see the same kid training as a ruthless, relentless warrior of china to a full-fledged martial artist being praised in all the provinces for your outstanding combat skills. even he couldn't deny it as a good addition to the demon group of murim. he slowly put his sword that has a carving of a gray dragon on it and approached you in the most un-intimdating matter a demon could possibly do. he recognized you somehow. and some brief memories can get him to drop his unapproachable side of his human being and be a good person to those who grow up after training as a baby.

he reached his hand to you, and you did the same to him like you in him are on the same page with a rose on it that separates the petals from the plants. You softly smiled at him and felt as if a weight had been lifted off your shoulders for a man this intimidating to make an elite fighter have piss run down his legs. "The legendary sword demon...it's really you." his throat cleared to his sudden alias, stepped back in a proper man.

and smiled in the same dull expression he gave to everybody. "Would you like some tea? Sir/ Miss Y/N?" Your mouth gasped at his kindness, bowed down to him, and gleefully took the generous offer to have tea with the mighty sword demon.

he had some leftover tea he had with mongrang in the back, poured it in a small container, and handed it to both you and him.

"It's so nice to meet you."

(And that's how it ends. I'm so sorry. I had to rush to make this right before I took my trip to japan. but don't worry. I will have internet there so my upload schedule is back to normal♡

#return of the crazy demon #jaha lee #return of the mad demon #webtoon #광마회귀 #sword demon #goddamnit #hate fucking work #no

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reinahwanggg · 1 year

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I Met You At Sunrise ㅡ Ch. 17

CHAPTER 17 - that's embarrassing

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•warning(s) mentions of nerves, friends teasing each other, beomgyu has a terrible sense of direction

•word count 917 words

“why do i remember your schedule better than you do?” y/n asks her best friend, watching as she rubs the back of her neck in embarrassment.

“you were always the better planner between us, it helps with memorization skills, y’know?” shakyla responds, hands rubbing on her jeans to get rid of her nerves.

“that literally makes no sense, but i’ll let you slide for now.” y/n replies, patting her friend’s back in encouragement.

shakyla woke up from a pretty weird set of dreams today, but whenever y/n would ask about it, the dark brown and ginger haired girl would reassure her that it wasn’t anything downright terrible, and that she would tell her later.

“let me text ms smith to let her know i’ll be late, stephen still hasn’t come out yet, and it’s almost 3pm.” shakyla says after a few moments of comfortable silence between the two best friends.

y/n moves her hand from her best friend’s back and watches as she walks towards the nearest corner. y/n sighs in melancholy, she hopes kyla’s not letting her dreams drag on her mind like she did in the beginning. another story, probably for a different time.

y/n pulls her phone out of her pocket, and the first app she opened was twitter (sue her). she had answered stephen and jen’s posts from a bit earlier, but she noticed that she had another mention in her notifications, so she clicked on that. when she sees the odd question her internet friend decides to ask her, she’s quick to reply, downright confused.

then her phone tings off seven separate times, and she gets even more confused, concerned for her own wellbeing. these kids are ruthless sometimes, and that emoji has her very suspicious. she texts shakyla’s older brother back from his incessant messages about the car, and laughs when he sends a funny sticker in return.

she scrolls down her messaging app to see if she hadn’t responded to anyone yet for the day (despite it being 2:36pm), and looks over to her friend’s corner to see her on the phone, looking a little upset. y/n deducts that kyla’s probably talking to ms smith about her tardiness. stephen texts her right in that moment to let her know that he got lost, and he’ll be to their meeting spot in less than five minutes.

y/n smiles at the development, and looks up to see shakyla looking at her, she nods as if she could read her best friend’s mind. by the way the beauty deflates, it was probably the right move to make. shakyla seems to get more perky from her body language, so y/n guesses that the conversation is now taking a better turn.

y/n flinches once she hears someone borderline shout from behind her, and turns around to see twelve kinda tall guys talking over the other as they all push their luggage, and start walking towards a different part of the airport. one of the guys, a shorter doe eyed cutie that she recognizes all too well, is trying to get everyone to calm down, but they all ignore him. he sighs heavily, and stops walking as the rest continue on and argue in what y/n can assume to be korean. shakyla walks back rubbing her temples, and makes a comment about the loud guys that causes y/n to laugh a bit too loud.

that causes one of the boys to stop walking as well and notice two things. well, three. one, they’re walking in the wrong direction. two, jungwon was wayyyyy behind the rest of them, which meant they were being too loud. and three, the girl that’s laughing (probably at them) on the sofas looks uncannily familiar. he looks back at jungwon who looks to be cursing him out with his eyes, and then looks over to the two girls on the couch, only to lock eyes with one of them. the girl smiles softly and sends a small wave at the male, causing him to blush and look away.

he hears laughter again, and this time he’s sure the girls are laughing at them. he then looks to see the boys are further away, and calls out to them in his loud voice to grab their attention.

“guys,” he starts, and it gets everyone to stop walking, looking at him confused.

“you’re all going the wrong way.” he and jungwon say at the same time, and everyone looks at the sign to see that they were, indeed, trekking the wrong path.

“that’s embarrassing.” the youngest, riki, says as he swiftly turns around with his luggage to walk back over to his other hyungs.

“it’s very embarrassing when it’s beomgyu hyung telling us we’re going the wrong way.” taehyun says right after, and they all laugh at the shocked face the ravenette makes at the accusation.

“excuse me? what are you implying kang taehyun?” beomgyu asks, dragging his luggage along with him to walk over to the brunet.

“gyu, your sense of direction sucks. we would’ve been out of here twelve minutes ago if you didn’t tell us to take that right when we should’ve taken a left.” heeseung says from his spot, and everyone agrees verbally.

beomgyu proceeds to disagree with everyone else, and they all turn around to walk towards the exit, completely missing the trio by the sofas who were hugging their best friend as he finally arrived.

•notes from reina this part is purely wRITTEN ! woah ! it's actually a lot shorter than i thought it was gonna be, i'm so sorry about that, but we're definitely in bhs now, there's no turning back. finally. just a heads up; a lot more writing is gonna happen, y'all. but yeah hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! see you guys for the next one! reina OUT !!

TAGLIST !! @beomies-world @bangchansbae @vatterie

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another cherry pepper bites the dust. 😭

it looks like something crushed it. i noticed the paper collar bent out of place. i added 3 seeds to the hole and an extra plot in front with 2 seeds. the last time I planted some, none sprouted.

this shit sucks. my eggplants and peppers are really trailing behind. i try not to get upset, but my brother sent a picture of his japanese eggplants and I'm like... 😢

I'm closer to pulling up the parsley so that I can give it more attention. part of me thought that maybe it would help deter pests, but whatever it is, is still getting around them. i could pull them and put them in the back by the tomato. tbh, I'm not too worried about collecting the seeds and at least they'd be out of the way. (i just did this. the parsley roots were kinda nuts, but I like how the peppers look now. a lit more space. and having the parsley in the back gets them out of the way.)

i planted some more rainbow carrots in empty spaces. there were only 3 spots, but it should give me a decent stagger.

found a small cutworm by the long beans. doesn't look like any beans were harmed. also found a huge green worm by the eggplants.

finally got some Italian basil from the dollar store. $3 for 2 pots isn't bad, even though they are really worse for wear. 2 pots, 7 individual plants, and i cut up some to propagate in water and then repotted the base of all 7 deeper in a mix of their soil and my own leftovers. so far, so good. they're already looking a lot more perky. with any luck I'll have a bunch to put in the spot behind the lone tomato.

my lemon balm is looking so bad, i want to cry. i don't know what else to do with it, honestly. i added more seeds, and out of all of them, only maybe 5 or 6 ever germinated. one sprout just died. the smallest one is dying. the 2 mature ones are attempting to push out new leaves, but the older leaves are already crisping. i might break down and try to purchase more seeds.

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hyperbole-smut · 4 years

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A just reward

We were at his place, playing games as usual. I had always been a quite boyish girl and always hung around with guys, but it always ended up with them not treating me like one in the gang, obviously treating me differently because of my gender.

This guy though had never even made it an issue. He never even spoke about it, and over the years we had become good friends, I'd even go so far as to say we're best friends.

It was getting quite hot. It was in the middle of the summer and his game room was in the attic. We were sweating, both of us, but we kept going; we were used to this.

"Hey," he said suddenly. "You borrowed that hoodie from me, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Could I have it back? I actually thought I had lost it."

"Sure, I'll give it back." I returned to playing, thinking I'd give it to him later.

"Could we do it now? So we don't forget, I'm gonna wear it tomorrow."

"Oh, sure. I'll just go change." I rose, he chuckled in response.

"Hey, don't worry." He pulled me down again to the bed we sat on. "Just change here."

"But I'm not wearing anything under." I blushed, he simply laughed as a response.

"Don't be shy with me! We're friends, right? It's so hot in here anyway so losing some clothing isn't such a bad idea." He pulled his shirt off, remained seated wearing nothing but his sweatpants now.

I wasn’t sure if he was trying to hit on me, or if he actually didn’t mind it. He had never treated me any different than his other friends, so I decided I'd just go with it.

I pulled it off, revealing my small and perky breast before him, blushing as I sat topless next to him. He stared, in awe, and his jaw almost fell to the floor, and he just couldn't take his eyes off me. Nervously I grabbed the controller, and he followed suit.

We kept playing, but I quickly noticed he wasn’t paying attention as he kept peeking at my breasts all the time.

Had he not actually realized I was a girl? That would explain the way he had treated me, though could he really be so dense? No matter how stupid the idea felt everything he did from what he had said, how he was reacting, hinted that it was actually the case.

"M... Man..." He stuttered. "It really is hot in here." He was visibly sweating, and there was no way I could miss the boner peeking up in his sweatpants.

"Y... Yeah."

Now it was me who couldn't help but peek at his boner. As time went on, he seemed more at ease with my nudity, not peeking as much at me, but his boner remained, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Damn, I was getting horny.

"I win!" He cheered, bumping into me, like he always did, seemingly already forgetting I was naked. Unprepared at his assault I countered my fall, too much so that I fell down over him.

My breasts pushed against his arm and as my head landed in his lap, I felt his boner right against my face, twitching as it pushed against my cheek.

Silence for what felt like eternity followed and I felt his dick twitch again against my lips as my breath hit it.

Fuck, can't hold back any longer!

"Congratulations." I rose my head just enough to meet his gaze. "Guess you deserve a reward."

With my teeth I grabbed his sweatpants and boxers in one go and slowly pulled them off, his eager cock pushing hard against my face.

My tongue moved from its base up to the tip and I carefully put my lips around it, letting my tongue move in circles around the head.

I could taste the sweet pre-cum as I heard him moan softly in response. He put his hand on my head, carefully holding my hair out of the way, and I moved my lips down his shaft.

His fingers tingled around my ears and neck and I moaned straight into his dick as it moved further back my throat. I reached the base and let the tip of my tongue lick his balls as the rest of my tongue rolled around his cock.

He grabbed my head with his hand and a moan let me know he was close, but before I could react I felt his dick twitch in my mouth and soon I felt his warm cum pour down into my throat. He let go of me, and carefully and thoroughly I made sure to swallow every last drop.

"There you go." I smiled at him. "Should we continue playing?"

He simply nodded in response, still naked, as he grabbed the controller.

#Kinda like a 'Small and Perky 2'#Smut #Fluff #Leading girl

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dindjarinmandalorian · 2 years

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STANCY VOLUME 2 OUTLOOK! READ BELOW GIFS!

Alright.. Stancy’s. Here we go. Deep dive for volume 2.

So we start where Volume 1 left off. Nancy is trapped by Vecna but makes it out. When she comes back she falls, Steve catches her and takes her to ground carefully. She cries and is in full panic, not even blinking. Steve attempts to calm her “ It’s okay. I’m right here. I’m right here…” The writers insert that line stating that Steve is here…now with Nancy. This foreshadows Jonathans line at end of the season when talking with Nancy, “Sorry I wasn’t here” STEVE WAS

Next Scene is a big one on the drive in the RV. Steve and Nance share a conversation with Steve sharing his dream in life to her. He states “ I always had this dream that I’d have this really…really big family, I’m talking about a full brood of Harringtons like five or six kids.” Nance laughs and replies “six!?” It shows the playfulness and perkiness they’ve had the whole season. Steve replies “Yeah. I figured all of us Harringtons would pack into something like this and explore the country. Nancys reaction is full of curiosity and happiness. She can’t take her eyes off Steve. He finishes by stating “Live in the sand, find a small town in California, learn to surf or something.” Nance looks to him and says” That sounds nice..” The writers give Steve a look of surprise but very hopeful. “Yeah? She smiles and replies “Yeah.” We then get a second of them again staring lost into each others eyes before Nancy states 6 kids is a bit of a nightmare. Steve signals to the back of the RV and says “If only I’ve had some practice” Nance laughs and says that’s fair. They look again to each others eyes before this time, Steve breaks contact while Nancy continues to stare at him…thinking. This really shows how much the kids mean to Steve. And Nancy is beginning to see how much he has changed. She admires it.

Next is in the Trailer back to the upside down. Steve heads right for the rope and climbs in. He takes the lead. He does a flip and lands on his feet. The directors then give us an interesting camera shot where Robin and Nancy stand next to each other. Robin states “Does he want us to applaud?” Nancy actually has an impressed look on her face with a smile, before Robin delivers the line. Next Nancy enters and lands on the mattress. Steve helps her up and they get inches from each other. Steve looks into her eyes the whole time while Nancy looks between his eyes and lips before Steve moves her along. (Glad the kiss didn’t happen here as it will mean more later and didn’t want Steve to be accused of being “The other Guy” and Nancy a “cheater.”) AGAIN they could have entered the upside down in any order but the duffers leave us with STANCY. They give us that moment for a reason. I firmly believe Steve and Nancy would not have shared that moment had Eddie, Dustin or Robin been in there with them.

Finally we get the scene in the woods. Robin runs ahead leaving Steve and Nancy on there own. This is one of the most playful scenes we’ve had between the two since season one and the writers and directors make sure we see it. Steve explains how he always moved backwards instead of forward. They have some funny back and forth kinda mocking one another and then Steve stops and says “I guess what I’m trying to say in a weird roundabout way.. is thank you.” Nancy is taken back and replies, “Thank Me?- He then replies “For giving my head the biggest bump of its life two years ago.. The directors then show Nancy’s reaction which is full of regret.. We get this on purpose. Steve moves away until Nancy catches up, still not saying anything since his comment. Steve says “Now I’m moving forward…slowly.” Again another reaction shot of Nancy hurting. He then says he thinks he and her would have made it had he been hurt by another girl first. Nancy doesn’t know what to reply knowing she’s still in a relationship. Steve then proceeds with one of the biggest Stancy moments of all time.. He says “ You remember that dream I told you about? Nancy stops and is wide eyed. Fully invested in what he’s saying. “The winnebago, seeing the country my six little nuggets..” Nancy smiles MAJORLY and lets out a little affirmative chuckle. Steve continues “it’s all true. every word.” Nancy continues to watch him not blinking not taking her eyes off him.. “I left one part out. The most important part.” We then see Nancy’s eyes begin to well with tears.. (Yes Tears 😭 Check it) “You’re there…” Her eyes widen.. He then takes a moment before stating, “You’ve always been there.” She takes it all in. She looks to the floor.. Dealing with many feelings she can’t find the words… (Currently dating Jonathan still in her mind) She begins to open her mouth when.. They are interrupted by Robin. The duffers could have easily ended the whole thing there. It could have gone two ways… 1) Nancy says Steve we can’t or I don’t feel the same way. Which ends the whole thing or.. 2) She begins to have a real conversation about the whole thing with her acknowledging her feelings for him.. but instead we get Robin to interrupt this before anything is said on Nancy’s side… Steve puts all the cards on the table in case one of them doesn’t make it out of this suicide mission. He had to tell Nancy how he feels… Season 5 will be Nancy’s turn..

Finally.. (Small One) Jonathan talks to Nancy as they board up Hoppers House. Jonathan states “I’m glad you were here.” Othwise who would have been in charge? Steve?” He tries to throw a jab and MISSES BADLY. The duffers again could have just had Nance laugh this off as a small joke or simply say “Right” but instead she delivers a huge line for the future of Stancy . She takes her eyes off Jonathan and says “ He’s actually grown up quite a bit, you know?” And then to end it all he lies again about college…

The future is bright for Stancy. The looks and glances they share are undeniable and there are still feelings for each other for both of them. Then throw in Jonathan continuing to lie.. Stancy S5.. Here we come. Let me know your thoughts!

Any scene between Steve and Nance in season 5 will be really interesting with Steve having put all of his feelings on the line. I look forward to seeing it all play out.

#stancy #stancyedit #stancyendgame #steve harrington x nancy wheeler #steve harrington nancy wheeler #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #strangerthings #stranger things 4 #spoilers #personal rant

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iheartthesmithsblog · 2 years

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48 hour challenge by @zen-shu

i will be starting this challenge tomorrow 7-25-22 and ending it 7-26-22 (as 48 hours is 2 days lol)

what i will be manifesting

my desired body (i workout but thats just to stay in shape for sports i just want my desired body and to maintain it with working out)

being 5’7 (this kinda tags along with my desired body)

my self harm scars being completely vanished to where u cant see them

long 3c curly hair

my desired face ( not much as i actually love how i look just kinda like mindset changes for confidence or femme fatale)

getting the job i applied for

moving to a new house and getting my own room again

rich , loving wealthy family

making my schools volleyball team, being amazing at volleyball

thats it sooo here are the affirmations ill be using

affirmations

i always manifest within 48 hours or less

no matter what nothing can stop or get in the way of me getting my manifestations in 48 hours or less

all subliminals and affirmations give me my full desired results within 48 hours or less

i have my desired body

i am 5’7

her body looks exactly like mine (ill look at my db pictures)

i have a plump bubble butt

i have small , perky, perfect boobs

all my self harm scars are completely faded to the point they’re nonexistent

my family is rich, supportive, open minded, caring and loving

my family supports the lgbqt community and supports and accepts me for being apart of the lgbqt community

i am extremely athletic

i am amazing at volleyball and my skills are unmatched

i made the varsity schools volleyball team

i am extremely rich

i got my desired job

every job i apply for i get

i have long 3c curly hair

i have long, healthy, beautiful hair

i have perfect straight white teeth

i have my desired face

i am so hot, pretty, and gorgeous

i have a angelic side profile

i look gorgeous from all angeles and in all pictures and videos

i have a small button nose

my parents are moving us into a new big house in the area

my parents got a new big house in the area

i have my own room and bathroom in our new house

methods

affirmations and subliminals and SATS before sleep every night bc i think myself to sleep LMAO so why not use it too my advantage

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ilyr · 3 years

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Everglow Onda smut(kinda rushed but still posting it)

(Plotted with no Covid)

"We have one upcoming variety show and 2 of you 6 have to attend it while the other 4 will be going back home for a while but don't worry,the 2 will also have the same fair treatment." Said the manager of Everglow,while the girls were listening closely to their manager.He looked at the girls one by one and went back to his papers.Since they'll be having a 2 months break after this, they'll need to send some big images to gain more attention and income for the company."I was about to send- "

"I can go to the schedule" as he was saying,Onda interrupted him confidently and full of spirit.He also was surprised for her enthusiasm but "I'd love to send you but I'm pretty sure Yiren and Sihyeon will have bigger impact on this.I know they were so busy this year but this is the last one for them.So,can Yiren and Sihyeon do us a favour?" Their manager ignored Onda just in a second.Well,Yiren and Sihyeon were bigger faces for Everglow but at some point,Onda felt depressed.All her life,she dreamt about becoming an idol with fair treatment but reality was a little rough to her.She did become an idol but not that fair treatment.Shortly after,the meeting ended up Yiren and Sihyeon was left behind for further information while the other 4 were walking back to their dorm,thinking what will they do for their break.

"I'm thinking like,I think I will go to a sauna and have a really great day there" said Aisha while Mia nodded in excitement and they decided to go together some day while E:U decided to just spend time with her family.For Onda,she was pretty stressed out and decided to go abroad, somewhere where no one will recognize her.After discussing with her members,she decided to leave to Spain for half a month.During the around 13 hours flight, everything stuck in her mind was her not being picked/almost the last to be picked for all their schedules,event and everything.

Arriving in the new country,she just decided to sleep the whole first day since she felt exhausted and drained from her stress and flight.The room was so clean,neat and spacious just for one small Asian girl to be in and she decided to be carefree,not caring to unload her luggage but immediately jump into a warm steamy tub but her body asked for one more, masterbuation.She haven't done it in awhile but she always see Yiren and Sihyeon getting called by the investors at night for no reason,Mia bringing man/men to their dorm,Aisha randomly going out middle of the night when everyone fell asleep and E:U being with her Sugar Daddy.Everyone see Onda only as a cute innocent girl which made her frustrated.But this time,her body was really asking for it and without her notice,her hand was already there,touching herself.As she was too tired to argue with herself,she just gave into her naughty side,her private part was already itchy and she used 2 fingers for her pleasure underwater,moaning softly and imagining herself being pleasured by a real cock one day from a man or her boyfriend in future.One hand of her was kneading her cute perky tits while the other side was fingering underwater for awhile until she released her orgasm.She felt satisfied and walked around the room in naked manner with a glass of alcohol in her hand,not caring if others will see her body until the room service came to give her mean for the night.She regretted wearing clothes before opening the door but being a good girl,she knew she did the right thing and decided to sleep before spending her day outs for a few days.

The next sun rises slowly,bringing light and warmth to some part of the world.The warmth colour of the sky was spectacular as it was slowly rising but Onda took longer to rise than the sun.She washed herself quickly before going down to get her breakfast served.There's variety of choices for Onda and luckily,she got a table for herself.The country is beautiful and so romantic at some points.She sat by the window, savouring her food with her mind full of thoughts about what she should do today or maybe take a break in her room.Onda took a walk around her place since she feel sleepy.There were no guards or maybe the guards were away for something,she shrugged off.She walked to the nearby convenience store,buying some food for herself to enjoy while watching movie and during her way back,she saw 2 figures whispering in the smokey alley.She checked the surrounding before going in,it was 2 men making business out of drugs and curiosity killed the cat,before she could turn away,she accidentally kicked the tin can which attracts the attention of the men and they saw her.She took quick steps but her steps were smaller than the men.Safely she arrived at her hotel and when she turned around,the two men were right behind her.The elevator took longer than usual which forced her to take the stairs and that's when the hunters caught the prey,they covered her mouth and pull her in the storage room.She shook her head,expressing that she doesn't understand Spanish which they got her message.The taller man gave a sharp slap on her cheek when she refused to give them the key forcing her key out and they told her to act normal until they reached her room.

Luck wasn't on Onda's side,her floor was quiet which favours the men to easily get in her room,locking the door with their hand choking her neck.The taller one was checking around the room while the shorter one was telling her to keep her mouth shut about what she's seen with his hand on her neck.Onda was frightened and kept on nodding as she didn't want to die.But those two had different idea for her as they found out she lives alone.Bending the helpless girl on the table after taking her shirt off,with her hands tied with her own shirt,her body was free to use.The tall man started spanking her from her pants while the other took his pants off,revealing his 8" meat in front of her.She was rejecting it at first but the shaft was forced in her mouth,hitting her throat everytime it goes in and she felt her pants coming off her legs,as if her body was meant for both men.The tall man didn't waste a second,he removed her soaked panty before pushing his face in her private part,pushing his tongue in and out to pleasure the girl.They were praising her body in Spanish while they're enjoying her small and cute body.The man on her bottom part stopped eating and begin to slap her pussy since her mouth was filled with another's cock.He was relentless that her body twitches and roses up,favoring the man controlling her.The dominators had crossed their eyes and nod slowly before thrusting their cock and tongue deep in the girl at once,making Onda groans in pleasure.They threw the girl on the bed before taking their clothes off with smirks on their faces,Onda was too tired to open her eyes but the two monsters weren't.The short man gather her hair in ponytail,playing her mouth with his fingers while the other man was rubbing his big veiny 9" cock on her womanhood, distracting her to be more dumb.

"Fu...fuck me" the girl begged before the man pushed his fingers in her mouth deep while the man behind her insert his cock to her tight,wet hole,making the girl accidentally bite the fingers."Fuck sake,this bitch" the man got mad as his fingers got bitten and he waste no time to land a sharp slap on her face which made the submissive girl fell down on the bed.He pulled her again by the hair,calling her dirty names in Spanish while the other man abuse her hole with his cock.Onda could be named the one who's enjoying the situation the most out of all 3 of them.The more she expresses her pleasure,the harder the duo went on her body."The bitch's cumming!!" the man exclaimed while thrusting hard and deep in Onda,making the girl's mind go blank.Her cute pink walls were grasping tight around his shaft,making it hard to move but the man was forcing it hard until Onda had her orgasm like a street whore.She was screaming in pleasure with her bottom cumming nonstop.Before she could flat down after her orgasm,the bulls flipped her body to take care of her tits, squeezing and twisting her tits hard and pouring alcohol in her mouth when she open her mouth.The room was so tense,Onda was getting ruined on every part of her body but the other two could say they enjoy it.

Time for the new cock,the shorter man didn't hesitate to put all the way in her anal and started thrusting without giving the girl to adjust his size.Meanwhile the other man was hitting her tits and tummy with his belt with his mouth saying "Pain is pleasure in sex" but obviously the girl is distracted enough to hear his words.The room was filled with the man's grunts and the girl's moans,Onda was moaning her heart out,even reaching better vocal she was given to sing.The sensation of the cock rubbing her walls in and out made her becoming more wet and excited as time goes by with her tits standing tall and hard as if they were ready to be lactated.She managed to open her eyes when she felt a tongue on her breast,the tall man was tasting her bud,biting and nibbling on her sensitive part with his fingers rubbing her other bud,her anal was stretched to fullest.The room was filled with her moan when her tits got bitten and twisted making the latter laugh at her and continue back on their works.Being a cute bitch,she hold his head and push down,pushing her cute but perky tits fully in his mouth before he switched to other side.They took Onda in front of the mirror,still pounding her from behind while the free man was holding her ponytail hard and telling her to open her eyes.Her face getting slapped until she open up her eyes and shocked,she doesn't have her innocent image anymore,her hair was messed up,her face was messed with saliva and pre cum,her cheeks were red from all the slaps and her tits were bouncing from the hard thrusts.The man spit in her mouth after bending her body furthermore,she has already given up her body to the keen men.Her face and tits got slapped hard everytime she closes her eyes and the thrusts from behind become slow and hard as her walls become tight again.She could feel him hitting her spot every thrust and after a few thrusts,she fell down on the floor with cum leaking through her hole.The males took the cum from her body part,forcing it in her mouth to let her taste her own cum."Are... aren't you going to finish?"she said between her gasps,asking the two to cum on her face but they went too far,they released on her head,face,mouth and breast, spreading it over her petite body.Lastly, they wrote 'Slut' on her pussy and 'Whore' on her ass before taking their phones out and taking a few pics of her.

The two bulls went out of the room after taking away her panties and bras,leaving the girl on the floor with full of cum on her face and some cash on her bed along with the note saying "You should shut your mouth up about today or you'll be seeing us again with better treatments",who knows,Maybe Onda will try to find them again but now, she's savouring the cum on the floor,thinking she deserves more vacation than going on Variety shows

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#everglow smut #onda #smut #kpop #jo serim #yuehua entertainment

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tooweirdforyou · 4 years

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The OP Boys & Their Personal Dirty Secrets pt. 2

A/N : Hey hun! I hope you like this! ( i can’t tag you idk why ) I saw you wanted a part two to this and decided to do it because it was fun. I guess, lol. anyways hope you like this! :>

Soooo, don’t judge the gif I couldn’t find anything else. Also I’m kinda tired ;-; alsooo. these ones are a LITTLE bit dirtier.

Warning : NSFW AHEAD! PROCEED WITH CAUTION! ⚠️ ESPECIALLY W/ THATCH.

kid and mihawk don’t have specific dark secrets since I couldn’t think of anything that would yk connect to them. ;-;

Summary : All of these boys and their personal, hidden dirty secrets. PART TWO!

Doflamingo

Oh boy, this male, despite his possessiveness, has a bit of a voyeurism kink. He hasn’t yet, but he DEFINITELY wants to turn on the country wide announcement, ( like those screens whatever used in Dressrosa when he talked ) and just fuck you as everyone watches throughout the island. He dreams of it, and one day, HE WILL make it a reality.

“How does it feel?” The lick of his lips and the shit-eating grin was on display all over the island for the people of Dressrosa to see, the image of Doflamingo’s hips thrusting and making contact with your rear.

“Does it feel good to have the whole island watching you being fucked senseless, by me? Their king?”

You couldn’t respond, lost in the insane amount of pleasure that ran through your body, specifically your lower regions. You didn’t even care that you were being watched, basking in the euphoria you were given at the moment.

Doffy’s strings suspended you partially in air, the material binding your body so you couldn’t move in the slightest as he took you from behind.

Arms wrapped around your bare figure, one holding you thigh tightly while the other wrapped around your torso, his hand grasping your throat and his fingers, pressing itself onto the flesh of your neck.

If you were fortunate, your face was cut off from the screen to be visible but your exposed body was seen by everyone who watched.

Doflamingo felt glory and power, as he continued to fuck you for all to see, your sweet, melodic moans echoing through the island as he did this.

What a fantasy that will soon become a reality.

Kid

Literally anything but also nothing. I couldn’t think of anything.. so here’s a kink he has! Dominant Submission. (?) basically, he LOVES the submissive ones, but those who really fight back. Feisty bitches yk? But like, he knows you’re all talk because he’ll have you begging for him on your knees once the two of you really get started. ;)

You’re teasing the hell out of Kid. You’re being bad by ignoring Kid and disobeying his orders and the Captain has had enough.

He barges into your room, slamming the door shut with the lock clicking on and before you could react, he has his hand around your throat and your back shoved to the wall.

“You think you’re being funny?” He growls into your ear, instantly using his free hand to rip your clothes off in a swift pull.

Despite the lack of air you had, your face still formed a sly and cheeky smirk in response. “I..I think it’s.. hilarious. Ha.”

Kid scowls before slowly smirking himself and tightened his grip on your neck a little bit more, but not enough to actually kill you. ( he cares after all :> )

“Tch. Looks like you need a punishment.” He drags you over to your bed and shoves you roughly done onto him, unbuckling his pants and pulled the belt out from the loops and pressed the two ends together so he had an able whipping belt. ( make sense? )

You merely grin at this and tilt your head. “Oh? Is that for me?” You hum and sat up, legs up and spread for him to see your already getting wet pussy, arms over you knees.

The sight of it made Kid growl lowly before he walks closer to you. “Time for you to face the consequences of pissing me off.”

With one hand, he forces you down onto the bed, breasts against the mattress and your ass forcefully in the air.

And with the raise of his other hand, it was only seconds before a loud whip was heard.

Tears stings the corner of your eyes but you still held strong, biting your lip. “Is that all you got? Guess you weren’t so angry.” You laugh and Kid didn’t respond, only whipping you once more, a little more force.

“Don’t you worry. I have all night long.”

[ I could write a whole OneShot about this, I had to stop lol ]

Marco

Little bit harder, buttt, come on. Sex in the air? Marco’s dream, for sure. And if he’s going to admit it, yes, he has done sexual activities in the air, where no one would be around.

The blonde doctor soars across the sky, a little ways away from the ship, not too far to lose sight but enough where he wouldn’t be seen, regardless of it being the time of night.

He’s only ever done it once or twice, but the no matter how many times Marco would do it again afterwards, the first time experience couldn’t ever be bested.

Sexual activities in the air.

Yet, that didn’t mean Marco didn’t love the thrill and excitement it brought him, especially when he did it so often in his younger days.

Extending his bright cyan blue wings out and around him, Marco palms himself through his pants, shutting his eyes before slightly lowering his pants enough to release his cock into the exposed cold air.

Marco shivers before reeling back and moving so he was laying down, his wings as support. One left propped up and his fingers wrapped itself around his shaft, his touch slow.

With nothing but the moon lighting down on him and the refreshing night breeze in the midnight sky, Marco felt at ease as he continues to rub his length in a teasingly slow motion, only increasing in speed seconds after.

Marco won’t lie, when it came to his release, he often did it into his hands and a bit dripping down onto his hips and chest,

but it felt good letting his cum spurt into the ocean.

Thatch

It’s pretty known that Thatch is a real perv with large sexual desires. ( at least to me because of @ honeybakedthatch lol ) however, this personal secret is his dirtiest one yet.

Thatch bit his lip as he grunted out a soft groan, feeling the rest of his warm, bitter cum shooting out from his tip and into the leftover mixture of cream and condensed milk he made for the cinnamon buns.

Pulling his pants up and zipping it tight, Thatch made sure to thoroughly mix the cum and mixture together with a plastic spoon before drizzling it over the cinnamon buns he left out just for you.

The plastered grin Thatch wore merely widens as he watched the ordinary looking cinnamon buns look identical to the others, but he knew the pleasant surprise in taste that differed.

Just as he finished drizzling the cream, the door opened, you having walked in. “Thatch, I smell something good! What is it?”

The cheery, innocent smile you had made Thatch smirk a bit, the imagination all too pleasant, the thought of you eating his delicious cinnamon buns.

“I made cinnamon buns. Here, I made these especially for you.” Thatch holds out the separate plate he had and walks closer to you, placing a sweet kiss on your temple before letting you take the plate and fork.

“Enjoy. If it’s a bit too bitter, let me know and I’ll.. sweeten it up for you.”

Mihawk

This stoic ass man is such an intimate, romanticist, he doesn’t quite have very dirty secrets.. but, one kink he secretly has is bondage and slight corruption. He won’t ever mention it but if you bring it up, he’ll voice his opinions on it.

“Now, now, love. You should be careful.”

Mihawk’s strict but amused tone was evident as he sat in his chair and watched you writhe in the tight black silk ribbons that bounded you on the ground.

Your arms were tied behind your back, your vision blocked by a silk blindfold and your legs were forced spread by a ankle bar, exposing your bare heat towards Mihawk.

You were leaning against a table/chair, and the only thing you could hear were Mihawk’s praises and warnings, along with the humming vibration that came from the vibrator strapped to your clit.

“You might loosen the binds, and you know you don’t want that, do you?” Mihawk sternly questions and you shook your head, biting your lip to prevent yourself from moaning out too loud.

“Oh? You aren’t responding?” Mihawk smiles slightly as he leans on his hand, elbow on the armrest of his chair. “I asked you a question.”

You gasp out in realization and stammered out, trying to close your legs from the shock and orgasm you keep receiving.

“I-I mean no.. h-hah.. ah.. I, I don’t want it to loosen.” Your blush darkens at the embarrassment you held, but you loved this, just as much as Mihawk did.

Shanks

I could come up with a bunch of things but the first thing my mind went to was — sex tapes. Shanks is all for EVERYTHING but I feel like sex tapes seal the deal. Especially since he hooks up with so many women, I’m sure.

Shanks watches as the woman below him arches her back and curls her toes in pure bliss and euphoria.

The loud moans escaping her lips and filling the motel rooms only edged him further.

His tight grip on the woman’s left thigh glides up to grab the soft mound flesh on her left, his fingers twisting the little perky bud as he thrusted his hips roughly into her, eliciting a louder pleasurable cry.

The sound of skin slapping was the only thing heard other than the heavy grunts of Shanks and the mewls of the woman being fucked into oblivion.

Shanks, despite having the time of his life and was nearing his climax as he continued to thrust into the two small and tight lips, it’s walls clenching around him, could only think about the recording camera on its designated position on top of the drawer.

As much as he loved the real experience at the current moment, he couldn’t wait to rewatch the recording of it and relive the experience that way.

A/N: here you go, hun! I know you wanted a part 2 with these characters and I hope this went out you expected and wanted! :>

A few don’t have proper endings but it’s gooddd enoughhh for me. :p

jus wondering, what do y’all think Kid has? Master, sir, daddy or captain kink? Or none and just his name?

Law def has a “doc/doctor” kink lol but since I’m at it, I don’t think Marco has that.

#tooweirdforyou #one piece #one piece x reader #op x reader #x reader #op #one piece writing #dracule mihawk x reader #donquixote doflamingo x reader #one piece thatch x reader #one piece thatch #red haired shanks #akagami no shanks #marco the phoenix x reader #marco the phoenix #eustass captain kid x reader #eustass kid x reader #ns.fw

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