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gloxk · 6 months

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Think she grippin’ on my dick but that’s my gun baby~

(Eren Y.)

A/n: Lil sum sum— srry fa neglecting yall. My schedule is so fuckkkkkeedd. But, I got sum more ‘plug’ eren comin up for my luvz. Anyway I hope yall enjoy this my luvz🫶🏽!

Synopsis: First link w Eren Yeager after not seeing him in a long time. ♥︎

Warning (s): Gun kink , dirty talk, Eren talking you through it, Mentions of drugs, riding an inanimate object, f/m, Uhm like reader calls him sir? Pet names, Needy s*x, Smut, ovi. girl yk the deal 17+ around here!

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You kicked your feet while biting your bottom lip, “Yeah, I know you miss me, baby.” You cheesed at his comments. Eren knew exactly what to say, his words were so sweet and slick. “Of course I miss you ren. When you gon come see me?” You heard his music blaring through his speakers. This boy really had you thinking about him every second of the day and night. “Whatchu mean? I’m outside right now ma.” You nearly took flight running down to the front door. It felt like time was nothing more than a mere interference with your speed. You swung your door open , your smile instantly dropped looking at your empty driveway “Fucking asshole, you lied.” He cackled as if you said something funny. “Nah I’m here.” He flicked his head lights grabbing your attention, you forgot his car was completely black. You didn’t understand why he would make his Hellcat so dark. Didn’t he want people to see it?

You smiled seeing him get out of his car, he looked so fucking fine in his Nike tech. To say you were nervous was an understatement, you were terrified. Knees nearly buckled as Eren approached the door. You gulped back your salvia, it felt like swallowing a golf ball. “Heyyy baby.” His lips met your cheek, it’s been so long since you saw Eren. His voice held a sweet tang and a long draw to it. His fragrance was a mix of Dior Sauvage and Backwoods. His eyes spoke for themselves; red and low. “Eren—are you high?” you pulled his face closer to yours. Examining his eyes—yeah, he was fucking hammered. “When am I not?” He flashed his pearly whites, you always wonder how he got his teeth so nice and white. If perfection was a human it had to be him, there was no visible flaw within that man. “You gonna smoke your brain away if you keep it up.” You closed the door and walked with him up to your bedroom. Eren looked at you with a soft expression, his eyes locked on to yours. “Aww, you care about me, baby? Fine, I guess I have no choice but to do as you wish.”He jokingly replied. Eren didn’t have many people who cared for him, so it was nice to know you were one of the very few.

Eren found himself in your bed once again, he nuzzled into your neck while a basic Netflix movie played. He wasn’t particularly interested in the movie, and you were aware of this. But he acted like he was excited to watch it. Your hands ran over his thigh grazing over his dick. Fingertips wrapping around it. “Damn Ren, you must be very happy to see me huh?” you giggle sinking into your bed lining. Eren's dark jade eyes met yours, the lower part of his face was covered by his hand. Unbeknownst to you, he had a new hand tattoo; a skeleton face—damn he looked fine. “That ain’t my dick, that’s my gun baby.” He laid on his back, his shirt slightly lifting revealing the weapon. You couldn’t resist wrapping your fingers around the handle of his gun; it was calling your name. You held it in your hand admiring the weapon, it alone held the power to remove a soul from this world.

“You like it?” he took the gun away from your grasp. He parted your thighs placing the cold metal against your cunt. “Yes sir.” You bit your lip at the sheer cold touching you. The hairs on your neck stood up, it was so dangerous, it turned you on. He slid your panties over letting the blistering cold metal meet your pussy. The gun started at a gentle pace, moving slowly against your clit. Erens lips occupied your neck; kissing and sucking it. His tongue lightly brushed over your collarbone, you felt his tongue piercing glide against your skin. You rutted hard against his gun trying to relieve the built-up pressure in your abdomen. You didn’t want his gun, you wanted him. You wanted him to fuck you silly until you could no longer comprehend your surroundings. “Fuucck, I need more ren, I need you.” The gun hastily left your thighs. “I need you too ma.” His mouth met his glock licking your slick off of it. Eren's lips pressed firmly together creating a ‘mmm’ sound. He got on top of you pressing his chest against yours. You felt his bulge through his sweatpants, his dick was begging to be left free. He pulled his sweat pants down, just below his crotch panel. Your fingertips slipped under his elastic waistband; tugging his boxers downwards. His dick pounced out, an angry red color washed over his tip. “Fuck, it’s been too long.” He stroked his dick letting the bead of pre cum coat his tip. Eren slid inside inch by inch, he grunted feeling your heat. “Damn baby, I ain’t fuck you good in a minute huh? You miss this dick?” You nodded quickly, yes—you missed everything about him. His hand wrapped around your mouth looking at his tattoo covering your face. It turned him on seeing it on you— whether his hand was around your throat, mouth, or ass. It always looked so perfect on you.

Eren tugged your shirt up watching your tits bounce as he pounded into you. You tried to push him away from overstimulating your cunt “Nah, This what you wanted right? Take this dick.” He grabbed your legs and threw them over his shoulder, he fucked you faster making you scream out. You could have sworn you put holes in the sheets because you were gripping them so tightly. You threw your head back clenching around Erens cock. Your body jolted at your release, finally letting go of that pressure you once had. “Ahh- fuck-“ you moaned while subtly grinding against his abdomen. His pace faltered, but not ending, Eren didn’t stop fucking you until he came all over your stomach. By then you were already on your third orgasm. He positioned himself beside you kissing your neck while tracing circles on your arm. “I know you love that shit.” He sighed, he was a fool for you as you were for him. He loved looking at your fucked out expression knowing he was the reason you looked like that.

“Mhm, I do, I really fucking do.” He grabbed his gun again setting it down on your chest, “That’s my favorite gun now, ima get your name carved in it.” That gun will forever be by his side from now on.

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4 my whores.

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alltheirdamn · 2 months

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DECLINED | Mechanic!Joel x f!reader

PART 3

Summary: Swear? On my life. Rating: 18+ Explicit Word Count: 4.1k Warnings: Pre-outbreak (AU), mechanic!joel, oral (f + m receiving), fingering, squirting, deepthroating, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, body worship, spanking, unprotected piv sex, size kink, dirty talk, praise kink, pet names (darlin', babydoll, cowboy), rough sex, creampie, mirror sex, shower sex, playful banter and teasing, so much fluff it'll make your teeth ache, porn WITH plot now A/N: I really just want to thank EVERYONE for all the love on this lil fic. It was really only meant to be a small one-shot for shits and giggles and you guys just made it mean so much more to me ;') I hope I did their love story justice <3

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“I think this is the last of it,” you huffed, handing Joel the final box off the moving truck.

It had been six months of long-distance before Joel finally put his foot down and demanded that you move in with him and his daughter Sarah. It didn’t take much coaxing since you were just as impatient as he was to live together. You had been practically glued to your cell phone over those six months, always staying up late talking to him. You learned all about him: his career, his life in Austin, his daughter, and his wife, who had left him after she was born. You came to find he was a fantastic listener, too. He’d sit there and listen to you babble on and on about your job at the marketing agency and how traffic in California always pissed you off. Once in a while, he’d hum in agreement with your complaints but always found a way to shut you up with sweet words…or dirty ones. It was no surprise to you that he had a filthy fucking mouth when he wanted to turn you on…which happened all the time.

You followed him into the house and up the stairs to the bedroom, where he set the box on the ground. Exhausted, you flung yourself onto the bed, exhaling a sigh of relief to be done moving finally. Joel plopped down next to you, staring off into the ceiling fan with an even louder exhale.

“Not sure why you’re huffin’ and puffin’, babydoll. I did all the heavy lifting,” he said, his voice soft and teasing.

You rolled onto your side, glaring at him with sweat still dripping down your face.

“In case you haven’t noticed,” you grumbled. “I’m not used to this damn humidity. It’s almost fucking eighty degrees in December! This is ridiculous.”

“Aw, s’my girl missing the coast?” he feigned a pouty face.

“Fuck off,” you scoffed, rolling over to face the other direction.

“I’m just kiddin’, darlin’. I’m happy you’re here.”

“I am, too,” you sighed.

Joel moved with you, the steady warmth of his back pressing against your body. You nuzzled into him, breathing in synchronicity, a moment of stillness in the chaos. You were home.

“Joel,” you whispered.

“Yeah, babydoll?” He asked, pressing a gentle kiss against your neck.

“I need you.”

Moving your bodies in unison, Joel rolled on top of you, holding your face in his hands. He was softer than before, his eyes washing over you with a happiness you could only have dreamed of. You arched into his touch, pressing your lips to his for a slow, hungry kiss. His mouth moved on yours with such ferocity you had no choice but to surrender completely.

“S’all you needed, babydoll?” Joel murmured against your open mouth. “Just some attention and lovin’?”

“Maybe just a lil’ bit,” you confessed.

“Sarah’s not gonna be home from school for ‘few hours,” he mused. “Reckon, I can give you all the attention you want.”

You tugged at the hem of his shirt, giving him a playful grin. In a matter of seconds, you were both fully undressed. Joel leaned back on his heels, taking in your naked body spread across his linen bed sheets. His hand wrapped around one of your ankles, his fingers slowly sliding up your calf and thigh. He never took his eyes off of yours as his hands continued roaming over the curves and planes of your body; each brush of his finger a shockwave through your skin.

“If I ain’t the luckiest son ‘a bitch alive,” he shook his head, smiling down at you.

“You’re not too bad yourself, cowboy,” you replied.

Joel was fucking gorgeous…everywhere. You knew all this time he was broad and muscular under that damn black shirt, but seeing his bare chest on display was something else. A spattering of hair covered his chest and down his stomach, a dark trail of it leading to his hardened cock. Every inch of him was defined, yet so soft, from how his biceps tensed and flexed to the curve of his stomach as his waist tapered down. You wanted to spend eternity exploring each freckle and mole, connecting the space between them on his tanned skin with an array of kisses.

Cupping one of your breasts, Joel bent down to capture your lips again, his other hand falling between your inner thighs. Your arousal coated his fingers as he slid them between your legs, teasing you with the pad of his thumb against your clit.

“Can’t believe this is s’all mine,” he whispered into your ear. “You hear me, darlin’? You’re all mine.”

“I’m yours,” you agreed.

Joel’s forehead rested against yours, his eyes drawn to where his fingers worked at your body. You whimpered and spread your legs wider, urging him to keep touching you. You never wanted him to stop, never wanted these moments to end. Your hands tangled in his hair, nails scratching against his scalp.

“What ya’ want, darlin’? Use those words.”

“You…I—I want you,” you panted. “I want your cock, please.”

“Want it or need it?” He questioned, applying more pressure to your throbbing clit.

“Need it!” You cried.

Joel pushed two fingers inside you, stretching you out as he curled them deep inside you. He was teasing you slowly, pulling those embarrassing sounds from your mouth as you clenched around his fingers. Your body lit up as the pleasure built slowly, warmth spreading through your core. His fingers curled harder, hitting you at that blinding spot that made time suspend around you. All you could do was cry as the ecstasy swelled inside you, your hands clutching his neck to keep you grounded.

“Listen to those pretty lil’ sounds,” Joel hummed. “Fuckin’ love hearin’ ya cry out for me.”

“I—fuck! Fuck, Joel, please!” you begged. “God, please!”

“Please, what, darlin’? Y’wanna cum? Is that what ya want?”

You twisted your face into the pillow, muffling a scream as your body tensed up one final time before you were drenching him with your release, the sheets under you becoming a complete mess. Your walls clenched around his fingers, pulsing through each ripple of your orgasm. Joel pulled his fingers from you slowly, your body sinking into the mattress as you removed your face from the pillows. Gazing up at him with heavy eyes, you watched as he brought his pointer finger to his mouth, wrapping his lips around the digit. Enamored, you stared in stunned silence as he licked away your arousal. Drawing it from his mouth, he pressed his middle finger against your parted lips, coaxing them open.

“Taste yourself, babydoll,” he ordered.

Taking his finger in your mouth, you swirled your tongue, collecting the remnants of your cum. His pupils were blown wide as he watched you, the corners of his mouth twitching with an approving smile. He pressed his finger on your tongue, adding another as he pushed them further back.

“There ya’ go, darlin’,” he said, his voice rugged and dark.

You squirmed under him, needing more. A string of saliva dripped off your bottom lip as he pulled his fingers from your mouth, trailing them down your chin and throat. His hands reached down to hold your hips, flipping you over to your stomach. Hauling you onto all fours, he pressed the tip of cock to your entrance, giving you no time to prepare as he drove into you. The air was knocked out of your lungs as he buried himself deep, holding you steady until he started moving. And when he began moving… he was relentless. Your hands tried to make purchase on the headboard as he railed into you, his hips snapping at a violent pace.

Your orgasm was tearing through you in no time, your cunt squeezing his cock into a vice as warm liquid dripped down your thighs. Joel growled behind you, his fingers bruising your hip bones.

“That’s it, there’s my good girl. Fuckin’ drenching’ my cock.”

His hand came off your hips, delivering a round of slaps against your ass that had you wailing in pleasure. The sting of his hand on your skin was enough to send you over the edge again, that desperate need to cum stirring inside you.

“Joel!” you shouted. “I—I’m gonna cum again, please!”

“I know, babydoll, I know,” he crooned. “I got you.”

You white-knuckled the headboard, another rush of liquid gushing out of you. You were overstimulated and crying as he kept a brutal pace. Another spank, another drive of his cock inside you… over and over in repetition.

“Gonna fill this pussy up,” he grunted. “Y’want my cum, babydoll?”

Words wouldn’t form on your lips; you could only wag your head in approval, needing him to fill you full. Joel wrapped your hair around his fist and pulled your body against his, your back meeting his sweaty chest. He slowed his pace, fucking you deeper and more rhythmically until he was panting in your ear as he caved into his release. You moved in unison, bodies heaving for air as the world dissolved around you. He held you against him for a minute, his teeth grazing your shoulder.

“Did so fuckin’ good for me,” he whispered against your skin.

You whimpered at his praises, letting your body sag into his embrace. Leaning your head back on his shoulder, you hummed in contentment, sinking into the press of his body against yours. Everything felt so right. Three little words were bubbling to the surface, but you swallowed them, too afraid to speak them aloud. You didn’t know if it was too soon; you were so caught up in the moment that you weren’t thinking straight.

“I think I need a nap after that,” you chuckled, leaving those words tucked away in your head.

“Bed s’all yours, darlin’,” Joel said, unsticking his body from yours.

You curled under the covers, his scent enveloping you as you nestled into the bed. Joel leaned down to kiss your forehead, smoothing out your hair. Through heavy lids, you gazed up at him and smiled.

“Get some sleep, babydoll. I’ll be ‘round the house unboxing stuff ‘til you’re up.”

“Thanks, cowboy.”

December passed by in a blissful blur, every day bringing something new. You had found a new job at a marketing agency in Austin, spending the usual 8-5 huddle in groups as you worked through different projects. Joel was always home before you, a plate of dinner waiting on the table for you and Sarah. You teased him constantly about the grease marks on his arms after his long days at work and made sure to tease you right back for the dress and heels you wore every day—which somehow always ended up with you naked on the bed, still wearing your stilettos as he fucked you into the mattress.

It was Christmas morning, and you were waiting downstairs by the tree with Sarah. You both had devised a plan to surprise him with a new watch; his old one had cracked at work while he was elbow-deep working on an old Mustang engine. He never mentioned needing a new one, but you noticed how he would absentmindedly look at his bare wrist at breakfast time each morning.

“You think he’ll like it?” Sarah asked nervously, handing over the grey box to you.

“He’ll love it,” you assured her.

You were nestled into the couch in one of Joel’s shirts and sweats, waiting for the man himself to finish up in the kitchen. Walking into the living room, Joel had his hands full with two cups of coffee and a glass of orange juice squeezed between the crook of his elbow. He grunted at Sarah to grab the glass of orange juice, extending the extra coffee mug to you as he dropped onto the couch cushions.

“Alright,” He yawned. “Let’s see what the fat man got y’all.”

Sarah tore into her presents, squealing at the heaps of new clothes and accessories she pulled from each box. You stole a glance at Joel, watching him look at his daughter with so much love and happiness. You had caught him giving you that same look from time to time, sometimes when you were walking out of the shower or when you were curled up on the couch together watching shitty action films. Maybe he did lov—.

“Open your present, Dad!” Sarah exclaimed, dragging you from your wandering thoughts. “We got you something special!”

“Y’did, huh?” Joel looked at you with skepticism.

You held out the box to him, shrugging with nonchalance.

“Surprise, cowboy,” you grinned.

He did a double take at the box in your hand, shock written all over his features. You looked over at Sarah, who was practically buzzing with anticipation as she waited for her dad to open his gift. Taking the box in his hands, Joel’s eyes shifted between you and Sarah, his big brown eyes softening.

“Y’all really ain’t had to do anything,” he protested. “Got all I need right here.”

You reached over to squeeze his knee, urging him just to open the damned thing. He caved, flipping open the lid to reveal his new watch. The wraps on the watch were made from military green nylon, and the face of it was made from black mineral glass that would be durable and long-lasting. It wasn’t anything flashy or extravagant; you and Sarah knew he’d hate that.

Joel wrapped his hands around the nylon, holding it as he sat silently. You craned your neck to get a better look at his face; his brows furrowed, and his lips downturned.

“You hate it, huh?” Sarah asked quietly.

“What?” Joel shook his head. “God no, sweetheart, I love it. Thank you.”

Sarah’s face perked up at his words, and she hauled herself up from the floor to give him a big embrace. You sat back and let them have their moment, enjoying the warmth floating around the room. Joel looked over Sarah’s shoulder at you, mouthing a soft thank you.

Of course, you mouthed back.

He squeezed Sarah one last time before breaking the hug, ruffling her hair as she pulled away. He worked the watch around his wrist, clasping it on and admiring it against his tanned skin.

“S’too much,” he mumbled. “Ain’t deserve these nice things.”

“Yes, you do,” you responded.

Joel shook his head, for once at a loss for words. Sarah glanced between you both on the couch and gave you a small smile before grabbing her opened presents and disappearing to her room. You turned your attention back to Joel, already finding his eyes settled on you.

“S’real nice of y’all to do this,” he sighed. “I really ‘ppreciate it.”

“She just wanted to do something special for you,” you said, scooting closer to him. “She loves you.”

“I know, I know.”

Joel hauled you into his lap, pulling your arms around his neck before his own settled around your waist. You leaned in close, brushing your nose against his before kissing his lips softly. Those words you had shoved down were coming back up again, crawling through your chest and banging to come out. You couldn’t wrangle them down this time.

“Joel, I—.”

“Don’t,” he whispered.

Your stomach dropped, the happiness you had felt crumbling away. Of course, it was too soon; you had been stupid to think he was ready to hear those words…or even reciprocate them. You chewed on your lip, trying—and failing—to hide your disappointment.

“Don’t say it,” he continued. “I wanna say it first. I love you, babydoll. S’fucking much.”

His features began to blur as tears fell against your cheeks.

“Swear?” You asked.

“On my life.”

Cupping your face in his large hands, Joel pulled you in for a deep kiss, his tongue tracing over your bottom lip as you surrendered to his touch. Your mouths moved together, hands roaming skin, sounds escaping in breathy moans. You hadn’t expected to fall for him so fast—or fall for him at all. It wasn’t supposed to happen, but it did, and you were happier because of it.

“I love you, too, cowboy,” you whispered.

Later that night, Joel had you laid out on the bed upside down, your head dangling off the edge as you watched him above you through the mirror beside the bed. You could see his lips pressed against your stomach; you could feel the warmth of his mouth on your skin.

“Watch me, babydoll,” he instructed. “Don’t take those pretty eyes off the mirror.”

You groaned as his tongue glided over your clit, each lick soft and slow. You bit your lip, trying to stifle your whines, knowing Sarah was only a few feet down the hall. You kept your eyes trained on the mirror, watching as Joel’s mouth worked at your wet cunt. His nose rubbed against your clit as he plunged his tongue inside you, a traitorous moan falling from your mouth. His eyes connected with yours through the mirror, the brown in his irises nearly black in the dim lights of the bedroom.

“Quiet, darlin’,” he warned. “Be good for me.”

“I’ll be good,” you promised.

“That’s my girl.”

Then his mouth was back on you. He guided you toward the edge of your orgasm, keeping you suspended between bliss and delirium. You couldn’t hold on any longer, white-hot pleasure electrifying your nerves and spotting your vision. Joel kissed each of your thighs, raising his head to capture your gaze again, a lopsided grin plastered on his wet lips. You tilted your head up, the blood rushing back to the surface as you settled into the bed. Joel crawled up your body, caging you between his muscular arms.

“So damn beautiful, babydoll,” he praised.

“You’re not so bad yourself, cowboy.”

He smiled wider, pushing your legs apart as he lined up with your entrance. Breaking you open slowly, Joel rocked into you, his pace slow and sensual. You melted against him, the press of his skin on yours enough to send another wave of pleasure through your core. Your fingers flexed against the solid muscles of his back, his shoulder blades moving with each roll of his hips. Joel’s hand slid down your leg, cupping the underside of your knee as he hauled your leg higher, forcing himself deeper into you.

“Joel,” you whimpered quietly. “Feel’s so fucking good.”

“I know, babydoll,” he whispered. “S’like you were made for me.”

You were mindless as another spasm tore through you, your legs shaking around his waist as your mouth dropped open in a silent cry. Joel chased his release moments later, spilling into you with a quiet slew of curses and grunts. He peppered your neck and jaw in an array of kisses, nipping at your earlobe with a string of praises falling off his tongue.

He hauled you from the bed, carrying you into the bathroom, where you both stood under the spray of the hot water for nearly an hour. It wasn’t long before he had you pressed against the cold shower walls, pulling orgasm after orgasm from your body.

Into the late hours of the night, you found yourself wrapped around Joel, your limbs intertwined under the comforter's warmth. Your head rested against his shoulder, fingers dancing over the hair across his chest. Joel’s thumb rubbed circles around your shoulder blade as he pulled you tighter to his body. The smell of sex and cedarwood filled the air inside the bedroom, and your eyes drifted closed while you focused on the sound of his breathing beside you.

“I love you, Joel,” you sighed, nuzzling into his embrace.

“I love you, darlin’. Always.”

The months faded away, the air turning warmer as summer crept in. Work had been picking up as the seasons changed, and your schedule was always packed from start to finish each day. On a particularly sunny day, you found yourself free for the afternoon after a long morning meeting. Driving through the town, you turned onto a street far too familiar to you now. Aside from Joel’s truck parked in the garage, the mechanic shop was empty. Smoothing down your pencil skirt, you exited your car with a devilish idea in mind. The bells above the door chimed as you waltzed into the waiting room with a devilish grin. Joel perked up from behind the counter, setting down the newspaper gripped between his hands.

“What can I do for ya, miss?” Joel smirked, quickly feeding into your energy.

“Got myself a flat,” you feigned distress, leaning against the counter before him. “Can you help me out?”

“S’gonna cost ya,” he shrugged.

“I’m all outta cash,” you whined, resting your chin on the palm of your hand.

“Gotta credit card?” he questioned.

“It’ll get declined,” you pouted.

Joel let out a heavy breath, scratching his neck as he took you in your exaggerated appearance.

“Well, that’s got you in quite the predicament.”

“A pretty big one, huh?” You stifled a giggle. He knew what you were implying.

“I reckon we can work somethin’ out,” he insisted, nodding his head towards the back door.

You followed him out to the garage, excitement bubbling to the surface. Joel leaned against the hood of his truck, tugging at your skirt to draw you closer, forcing you to stumble a bit in your heels. Wrapping a big arm around your waist, he pinned you to his body, his hand coming up to cradle your face.

“Y’sure are somethin’, babydoll,” he said before leaning in for a hungry kiss.

“Whatever do you mean?” you said sarcastically. “I’m just an innocent woman lookin’ for help.”

“Keep runnin’ that mouth of yours, darlin'. It’ll only get you in trouble,” he warned.

“What’re you gonna do about it, cowboy?” you taunted, running your hands under the fabric of his shirt.

Grabbing the base of your throat with a strong hand, Joel forced you down to your knees. You stared up at him obediently, an eager smile on your lips. With his hand still wrapped around your neck, he used the other to free his cock from his jeans, rubbing the tip of it over your parted lips.

“Better make use of that fuckin’ mouth,” he growled. “Since ‘ya need that tire fixed so bad.”

“I’ll do anything,” you pleaded.

You took him into your mouth, rolling your tongue over the head of his cock. The taste of salty precum swirled around your mouth as you took him deeper, eliciting a satisfied rumble from his chest. Joel jerked his hips forward, forcing you to sputter around his cock as he hit the back of your throat. You hollowed out your cheeks, sucking him harder with each thrust of his hips. You reached up to cup his balls, running your fingers over the silken skin as he drove into your mouth over and over again.

“Open that pretty fuckin’ mouth, babydoll,” he instructed, his voice shaky.

You obliged, staring up at him with an open-mouthed grin. With a loud grunt and flex of his thighs, he coated your tongue in his release, some of it dripping off your lip. Your tongue darted out to catch it as Joel watched in a post-climax haze. His eyes were hooded and full of desire, and you could feel your cunt throbbing with need the longer he stared at you.

Standing on shaky legs, you reeled him in for a long kiss, the taste of him still lingering on your tongue. Joel deepened the kiss by twisting his tongue around yours, muffled sounds lost against your lips as he wrapped you into a tight embrace.

“So,” you drawled, pulling away from his hungry lips. “Think I can get that tire fixed?”

“I might be able to work somethin’ out,” he mused. “We can negotiate it over dinner.”

“Oh, you wanna wine and dine me now?”

“Damn right, I do,” he grinned. “Now, let’s go home so I can feast on you.”

“Take me home, cowboy.”

You both decided to leave your car parked at the shop and drive home together in his truck. With the console propped up, Joel had you pressed against his body, your eyes steadily watching him as he drove you home. Home. In the golden hour of sunset, you watched his eyes shimmer in flex of gold and auburn. His tan skin glowed in the sunlight, the silhouette of his face perfectly shadowed by the sun dipping below the horizon. He glanced down at you, a warm smile creasing the lines around his eyes.

“What’s that look for, huh?” He squeezed your hip, his other hand gripping the wheel.

“I love you,” you sighed.

“I love you, too, babydoll. Always.”

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ghostfanwriter · 10 months

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🩷 If we ever broke up, I'd call your dad 🩷

🩷 Pairing: Boyfriend's dad! Joel Miller x Reader

🩷 Setting: No outbreak au.

🩷 Synopsis: After his son cheats on you, Joel shows you that there's one Miller man worth of your time.

🩷 Features: 🔞 Straight to the point porn, degradation with praise, unprotected p in v, cheating (Joel's son cheats reader), oral sex (m receiving), cum play (eating and exhibiting), big age gap (20's/50's)

🩷 Word count: 1.5k

🩷 Author's note: This one came to when then listening to 'If we ever broke up." The 'I'd call your dad' line just seemed to have so much potential, it made me want to write something for it. So my first smaller fic was born. Also, the bikinis I own are small ones, so picture her ass barely covered in this one. Hope you like it 🩷

Good reading 🩷✨

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Sadness was gone, now all you felt for him was disdain.

And it was that exactly same feeling that made you wear your nicest bikini — a baby pink one that darkens when wet — to his family barbecue instead of breaking up and telling him you already knew everything he did.

It was disdain that made you share a beer with his dad.

Oh, his dad. You knew you had made the wrong choice when you met him.

His broad shoulders, his warm smile and personality, his greying beard and hair, strong arms and soft dark eyes. You almost moaned when you first saw him, almost moaned when he pulled you into a hug, feeling his warmth on your chest.

He was the only reason you still hadn't broken up with his son — and you had several reasons to contrapoint him. You weren't ready to leave him, to not see or talk to him ever again.

It was disdain that made you flirt with his dad, sitting by his side by the pool, touching his legs while you talked to him. Tell him what his son did to you, show him the picture of the girl he did it with.

It was anger that made his dad want to go after him, to teach him how to respect a woman. You don't know what made you hold him back.

But it was disdain that made him lean into you, touching your thigh and giving you a reassuring smile.

“I just don't know how he thought he could ever find someone better, funnier, prettier than you, angel.”

It was disdain that made you lick your lips, looking at his, smiling to him and falling back into the pool.

Disdain made you keep looking at him, for him, the rest of the barbecue.

Desire made his dad not take his eyes off you, watching how your bikini would dry back to its baby pink before darkening again when you got back on the pool.

It was desire that made you stare at his dad until he looked back, finding a smile on your face as you turned your head towards the house. Calling him in.

It was desire that made his dad follow you inside his house, inside his bathroom, locking the door behind him, wrapping his arms around you, kissing your neck and your collarbones, squeezing your sides, biting your jaw and grabbing your ass.

Making you melt into his arms, your baby pink bikini darkening right in between your legs, showing him how much you craved this very moment.

“He's just a boy, you need a real man to show you how you should be treated, to take care of you like you deserve. To fuck you like you need to be.” He said in your ear as you palmed him through his shorts, undoing their cords and shoving your hand into them, moaning at how big — much, much bigger than his son —, how thick, how heavy and how hard he was.

“He was so gentle, Mr. Miller. He was so soft.” You whimpered on his neck, running your free hand through his hair, his hands squeezing your whole body.

“And you don't want it soft, do you, baby? You think you can do it for me? Take it like a woman? Huh? Give a grown man what he needs from you?” He asked right before rolling his tongue around your clothed nipple and biting on it over your bikini, staining its baby pink with his saliva, earning a moan from you.

“Was hoping you'd teach me how, Mr. Miller.”

"Don't call me that, angel." He says with a groan, thrusting into your hand.

He turned you around, freeing his cock, pushing your tiny bikini to the side and bending you over the sink. He slid his cock between your folds, groaning at how wet and soft you felt.

"Goddammit baby, so ready for me already."

"Wanted you for a long time, Joel." You moan, moving your hips, grinding yourself onto his cock and his body. He smiles at how you obeyed him, not calling him Mr. Miller anymore.

“A stupid young boy cheats on you and the first thing you do is fuck his daddy, huh, baby? Such a good fucking slut...” He pants on your ears, and you hate how it makes you moan, you hate how you can feel yourself wetting his cock even more with what he calls you.

But his touch is so strong, so firm, so soft at the same time. His voice so soothing and breathy. His degradation always followed by a praise that makes you need him even more.

"...My favorite type of girl, know you're gonna be so good for me." He completes, thrusting forward, his cock sliding through your folds, his tip tickling your clit, making you moan.

"I will, daddy. Need you inside me, please." You plead, and he squeezes your hips, right where your thighs connect to them, groaning on your ear.

“Good girl, so desperate for my cock. You beg so nice, pretty.” That's what he wanted you to call him all along.

He guided his tip to your entrance, grunting at how you clenched around it as soon at it went inside, at how easily your arousal made it for him to bottom out inside you, despite how tight you were.

It was lust that made you bounce your hips back on him, rolling them and moaning, biting his palm when he covered your mouth.

“Know you want to make him jealous, baby. But we can't let anyone hear us and end our fun, can we?”

It was disdain that made his dad fuck you. Not just have sex with you, a much younger, pretty girl. But fuck you.

Relentless, hard, deep, fast, rough. Squeezing your hips and your breasts, grunting and groaning in your ears, praising you for being so bad.

"Fucking your father-in-law while your boyfriend's outside. So fucking bad, baby."

"If I only knew you were such a good girl. I would've had so much more fun with you."

“How many times I came by myself, thinking about this pretty body of yours. Could've used your help all along.”

He kept going, the sounds of your bonding-time just not alerting anyone because of his shorts muffling his thrusts and his hand muffling your moans.

"C'mon, cum for me, baby. Gonna look so pretty with your eyes rolling back for me." He said, staring at your reflection on the mirror. Your brows furrowed, hair all messy, his large hand covering the whole bottom of your face. His dark and hooded eyes, his low eyebrows, a fucking gorgeous smile on his face. “Play with yourself, c'mon. Have you ever done it for me before?”

You nod desperately, you had. So many times. Sometimes when you were with his son. Wishing it was him, to treat you like you wanted, like you needed to be handled.

“I did, daddy. So many times.” You tried to say, his hand muffling most of your words, but he still got it.

“Show me how you did it, princess. Touch yourself for me, squeeze daddy's cum out of him."

You roll your fingers passionately around your clit, his punishing pace making it easy for you to cum around him, gushing on his cock and clenching around him, forcing him to fuck you even harder, forging room for himself inside you.

"Fuck, baby. So pretty cumming all over me, so bad. Cumming so hard for your boyfriend's daddy, making me feel so good. Gonna cum for you too, baby."

“In my mouth, daddy. Please.”

"Mouth? How are you gonna talk to people when we're done? Just gonna let them smell my cum on your mouth, baby? Huh, is that what you want? For everyone to know how good you were for me?"

You nod, furrowing your brows. He watches your face on the mirror, letting go of your mouth, pulling out and turning you back around.

You can feel yourself leaking down your thighs.

"So fucking good, baby." He says before kissing you, hungry and passionate, before interlacing his fingers on your hair and pulling you down.

You grab him and suck him passionately, twisting your wrists, rolling your tongue around his tip and cupping his balls. He thrusts into your mouth a few times, grunting and looking into your eyes, pulling away before pumping himself, deep and fast.

“Now open wide for daddy, c'mon.”

You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out.

"Good, so pretty like this." He praises.

He cums in long and thick streams, filling your mouth, making you smile and moan at his taste, his warmth.

You move his cum inside your mouth, letting it coat every little corner of it before opening your mouth again, showing it to him.

"Greedy girl, not one drop to waste. Swallow, baby." He pants, and you do, looking into his eyes and swallowing, smiling when you're done, showing him your empty mouth. "Did you like it?" He asked, caressing your hair.

"I loved it, daddy." You answer, licking the drop of cum falling from his tip.

"And am I gonna have to teach you some manners too?"

"Sorry daddy, thank you. I loved it."

"Good, such a good girl for me."

He lifts you up, kissing you.

"Can't leave the bathroom with this stinky mouth, can you? Can't let anyone know how much fun we just had together." He said, putting some toothpaste on his index finger. "Open up, show me your teeth."

You do as you're told. He brushes your teeth with his finger, cleaning your whole mouth, even your tongue, before telling you to rinse.

"My son is one stupid motherfucker, baby. I'll take care of you from now on. Make sure you're getting everything you deserve. Making sure you never let any boy come close to you ever again."

If you only knew that getting cheated on was the best thing that could happen to you...

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Hope you liked it. Dirty and short, new for me, but super fun to try.

Hope to see you around, have a nice one, besties 🩷

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exhaslo · 4 months

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Puzzle Pieces Ch14

(Mafia!Miguel x Shy!Reader)

Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch.4, Ch.5, Ch6, Ch7, Ch8, Ch9, Ch10, Ch11, Ch12, Ch13

Warning: Smut so Minors DNI, mentions of abuse, heavy abuse (pls call someone if you are dealing with domestic abuse), blood, murder, language, fluff, bullying, mentions of sex, praise

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Miguel sat in his living room with a small glass of vodka in his hands. The room was dark and cold. Miguel was waiting for you to come back with Lyla and Jessica. After what happened earlier, Miguel could not stay at Alchemax. He would have lost his cool to whoever came in with bad news next.

Upon hearing giggling, Miguel exhaled softly. He leaned back in his seat and ran his hand through his hair. He closed his eyes for only a moment as he brought the glass to his lips. He could hear your soft laugh as you opened the door,

"A-Are you sure...I can pull off that kind of dress?" You giggled, hiding your smile. Lyla followed behind you,

"Girl, yes!" She chirped and noticed how dark the place was, "Oh geez, Miguel, you are not a vampire!" She huffed, seeing his glowing red eyes. You flinched and turned towards Miguel,

"W-Were you waiting long?" You hurried over to him, wrapping your arms around his back. Miguel hugged you back,

"No, Mi pequeño conejito (my little bunny)." He whispered, placing his glass down, "Did you have fun?" He asked. You smiled and nodded,

"Yep~" You chirped and turned towards Lyla and Jessica, "It was one of the best days I've had with girls. T-Thank you so much for t-today."

"Of course. If you ever want another day like this, just ask." Miguel kissed your head and glanced at his two workers, "Good job, enjoy the rest of your night."

"Bye Boss!" Lyla chirped as Jessica just nodded in response.

You waved towards the two, happy to have hung out with them. You covered Miguel's eyes as the driver brought up the bags, not wanting him to see what you got. After you found a good hiding spot, you hurried back to Miguel and hugged him once more.

"Thank you," You whispered into his chest. Miguel picked you up,

"Amor (love), I don't want anything to feel rushed. What's mine is yours and this will be your home now too. Just be as comfortable as you want. I can have the rest of your stuff picked up tomorrow." Miguel said as he brought you to his large couch.

"I-I go too. I just...want to make sure everything is picked up." You frowned at the thought, "I...I just can't believe...t-the nerve of them! M-Marriage s-should be my choice! Not theirs!"

"Hehe," Miguel chuckled lowly as your face turned red, "Sorry, baby, but hearing you raise your voice is quite adorable. But fear not, you are not going to marry that asshole. I'm going to make sure of it."

"Mhm, Miggy, I'm sorry...I'm causing so m-many problems-"

"You're not," Miguel reassured you with a kiss, "I'm here for resolve all of your problems, no matter how big or small. Your parents can't marry you if they don't know where you are," He hummed.

You felt your heart skip a beat as you kissed Miguel back. Once you got the rest of your things, your parents had no way of finding you. It was a scary thought, but even changing your phone number seemed like an option at this point.

You needed to cut the toxic out of your life.

"I have another surprise for you, but I'll give it to you when you're completely moved in."

"Miggy, you're g-going to s-spoil me~"

"You deserve it, amor."

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Miguel was against you going back to your place. He wanted to have his men take care of your belongings, but how could he say no to your begs? Your nerves were kicking in and you wanted to make sure that everything was grabbed.

Miguel only let you go as long as you messaged him every few minutes. He had this gut feeling, but he also had important meetings and deadlines to take care of today. Just to play it safe, Miguel had Peter join you.

"He better not say anything stupid." Miguel hissed lowly.

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"Oh you should have seen Miguel's face when I brought Mayday to work one day! Ha! It was like he's never seen a baby cause so much destruction!" Peter roared in laughter as he should you pictures of his baby.

You chuckled towards his jokes, feeling a little bit better about the day already. You felt like there were butterflies in your stomach. Once you arrived at your apartment building, you heard Peter tell you to wait. Confused, you sat in the car as he got out and walked around the building.

"Um...I-Is e-everything...alright?" You asked in a whisper once he returned. Peter smiled towards you,

"Just gotta make sure it's safe. We all kind of have this gut feeling and act on it." He reassured you and helped you out of the car once the moving van arrived,

"I-I'll show y-you guys the way." You muttered, texting Miguel as you made your way upstairs.

This felt so surreal. It felt like just yesterday that you moved into this place. And now, once again, you were moving out because of your parents and ex. Hopefully, this would be the last time you do so.

You helped Peter and the others grab your things, making sure that everything you wanted was taken. Once the apartment started to get empty, Peter told you that he was going to meet with the landlord really quick. You nodded and stayed behind in your apartment to double check.

"It...feels so...empty," You whispered.

Glancing at the time, you were about to text Miguel before you heard a knock at the door. The movers had already finished and left, so this must be Peter. Whispering your final goodbye to the place, you went to the door and gasped in horror.

"Missed us, sweetheart?" Eddie said with a wide smirk.

"E-E-Eddie?!"

"Y-Y-Yes. Fuck, still stuttering like a little baby. How the fuck did you manage to seduce anyone with that annoying habit?" Eddie spat as he pushed you back into the apartment, "Awe, what's wrong? Aren't you going to apologize for running away? Making me work harder to find your fucking ass?"

"N-No-Ah!" You cried as Eddie shoved you onto the floor.

"You FUCKING made my life harder! Had to waste time to hunt you down! I needed you to fucking HELP me for once and where the fuck were you?! Jumping on some other dude's dick!"

"S-Sor...S-Sorry." You cried, holding your head as Eddie went to kick you.

"Sorry doesn't fucking cut it! To make matters worse, the fucking supermarket got bought out! It's going to be harder for you to slide the drugs in now! So I'm going to need you to be a good fucking girl and sell my drugs with your body. Then maybe, just fucking maybe I'll forgive you."

You were a sobbing mess. Eddie was screaming in your ear, forcing you to listen to him as he pulled you up by your hair. It was as if you never left. Why did you even think you were going to have a better life in the city?

"ANSWER US, BITCH!!"

"M-Miguel," You cried loudly. Eddie tossed you onto the floor and was ready to kick you again,

"You never fucking le-"

At that moment, Eddie was flung into the nearby wall. You were shaking like a leaf, but felt something cover your body. Frighten, you poked your head from under your hand and saw Miguel standing before you, furious.

"M-M-Mig..." You whimpered, overwhelmed with joy. Miguel exhaled loudly, glancing down at you,

"Baby, I'm going to need you to close your eyes and cover your ears. I'm not going to be able to hold back."

You did as he said and proceeded to cover yourself under his jacket. The only thing you could hear were muffled grunts and screams.

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Miguel came in like a rabbis beast. All he heard was that Eddie was near the area and Miguel came running. When he saw Peter knocked out, Miguel nearly lost all his reasoning. Well, he never had some towards Eddie to begin with.

But, everything changed when he heard yelling.

The mere fact that Eddie had the audacity to raise his voice towards you, was disgusting. No man should ever treat a woman like that. As Miguel grew closer, he heard your cries. It was when you cried for his name and Miguel broke the door down in a frenzy and punched the living shit out of Eddie.

Unable to think straight as he saw you on the floor, Miguel was about to kill Eddie right here and now. It was until you whimpered that Miguel threw his jacket over your body and came back to reality.

He needed to torture Eddie.

Not kill him.

Yet.

Miguel rolled his sleeves up as he approached Eddie. The pathetic man already cussing over a broken nose. As if that was all he was going to end up with.

"So you're the new man, huh? Isn't she an easy fuck do-"

"Cierra la maldita boca, cerdo asqueroso. (Shut your fucking mouth, you disgusting pig)." Miguel spat as he swung another fist towards Eddie's face, "You're lucky that I'm not going to kill you here and now. No, I have much more saved up for you."

"Heh, you...have no idea...who you're messing with," Eddie spat out blood, smirking towards Miguel.

Miguel just laughed.

"Oh, it's the other way around." He whispered, his red orbs shining brightly, "You messed with the future wife of my family. It's you who fucked with the wrong mafia."

Eddie's smile immediately disappeared as Miguel threw another punch. Once Miguel saw blood, it was as if he could not stop. Miguel's fists kept swinging one after the other. He eventually stopped when Peter finally came by and called his name out. By then, you couldn't even recognize Eddie.

"Take him to the base."

"Miguel-"

"NOW!" Miguel roared.

Waiting for Peter to drag Eddie's unconscious body away, Miguel quickly washed his hands. He hurried over to you, carefully picking you up. His face was flushed with anger as he saw the state you were in.

"Aye, baby, I'm sorry I wasn't here any sooner," Miguel's tone was hurt as he showered you with kisses. You just sobbed and wrapped your arms around his neck,

"Y-You came!" Was all you kept repeating. Miguel groaned lowly as he held your head to his neck,

"I'm sorry, amor. Let me take you to the hospital to get you checked up." He whispered.

Miguel refused to let you go the whole time. You had cried yourself to sleep, which did worry the nurses at first; however, Miguel had a special relationship with the hospital so all was good. He was able to stay by your side the whole time.

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You gasped, waking up with a cold sweat. Miguel immediately grabbed your hand, reassuring you that everything was okay. When you realized that you were fine, you started to cry again. Miguel came and saved you.

"T-Thank...T-Thank you," You buried yourself in his chest, ripping onto his jacket tightly. Miguel's hand was on your head,

"(Y/N), there's something I need to tell you," He said with a soft sigh. You rubbed your eyes,

"Hm?" Miguel's brows furrowed, "Miggy, you can tell me anything..j-just as I can with y-you."

"I know, I know," Miguel sat beside you on the bed and stroked your cheek, "(Y/N), I want you to know that I'm going to kill Eddie. But, it's not just for you, you see, he's been ruining my other business."

"Other? Not...Alchemax?" You questioned. Miguel wiped a tear away,

"No, conejita (bunny), I have another job. One a bit more sensitive and secret. I want you to know that I do my best to keep this city safe from a lot of bad things," He sighed softly. You were still a little confused, but scooted closer to him,

"It's okay, Miggy. I love you no matter what," You said shyly. Miguel groaned at your confession,

"(Y/N), I'm the leader of the Spider Mafia. I run this whole city and keep it safe, keep normies like you, safe, from people like Eddie." Miguel whispered, pulling you into his embrace, "I will never, ever, hurt you or break your trust. Which is why I'm telling you now. I am going to kill Eddie."

"..." You gripped Miguel's chest, biting your lower lip as tears started to form, "I-Is...I-Is it...Is it wrong...f-for me to be o-okay with that?" You asked with a whimper. Miguel reassured you with a smile,

"Of course it is. After everything's he's put you through. I'm going to make sure he suffers tenfold."

You cried softly as you hugged Miguel. You wanted to say you had an inkling to his secret life, but that would be a lie. You were so blinded by love that you didn't care. Right now, you still didn't. Miguel still treated you right. Miguel still cared about you.

"I-I love you, M-Miguel! T-Thank you. Thank you!" You cried on repeat. Miguel just held you close, stroking your hair,

"I love you too. I'm going to make sure everybody who's wrong you get's what they deserve."

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snipersfucker · 10 months

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As someone new to transformer fics, I'd love a fic where Mirage and the reader learn what the others name for body parts are (hand/servo, etc.) And obviously Mirage uses it as an opportunity to put the moves on the reader.

yall are so creative with these i legit opened my mouth when i read that...... such a good idea omg lets go (im so deep in that shit i legit remember most robot names for these body parts without having to look em up lmao)

"That's a chassis."

You let out a sigh as Mirage pointed at another part of his metal body. You knew you wouldn't be able to remember all these ridiculously strange names, but still wanted to be a good student, especially because you asked him to teach you.

"Mine's a bit bigger than the ones your little boys have."

And there it was. His constant bragging, showing-off, comments that indicated he was damn aware he was better than humans.

You raised an unimpressed eyebrow at him, not having to look up that much because he was sitting on his... aft. Or something.

"Helm, face plate, optics, pedes, tank..." He kept pointing at random body parts of his, naming them as fast as he could just to get to the most interesting ones he could use to finally rizz you up.

"'m surprised you don't have a diploma for being the best teacher ever, Mirage," you muttered under your breath shamelessly, sarcasm dripping from your tongue as you stood there with your arms crossed on your chest.

He liked the way you said his name, even if it wasn't in a particularly nice tone.

"No speaking unless you're being spoken to, miss," he reprimanded you like a strict teacher would, using his best Optimus Prime voice. Then, before you could talk back, he extended his left arm, putting it right in front of your face. He made a fist but allowed his middle finger to stay up, "What's this called?" he asked you, even though you haven't gone through this particular body part yet.

"Flipping someone off, sir," you answered in an overly eager, sweet tone, as if you were trying to sound like the teacher's pet.

You calling him sir made his spark skip a beat or two.

"Wrong." He lowered his hand and placed it on his metal thigh with a soft clang. He shook his helm in fake disappointment, letting out a long sigh. "It's a digit. And what do we do with digits?" he continued in a teacher's voice, making a specific motion with his servo to encourage you to answer his question, even though he automatically did so in his mind.

We put them inside disobedient girls.

"We flip people off, sir," you responded in a fake innocent, childish tone, straightening your back and smiling widely as if waiting for praise for giving him a good answer. It made you cringe internally but you also thought it was funny so the choice whether to continue talking like that or just leave was easy to make.

He snorted at your words, shaking his head in amusement once more as he brought his servo to your body and flicked your arm gently with his two digits.

"That's what we do with 'em."

"Oh, fuck off." You smacked his servo before he could pull it away from you. Even though you could barely feel the flick of his robot fingers, you still massaged your arm, hoping it'd make him feel at least a little bit bad, and he'd stop bullying you.

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" He raised his optical ridge at your words, not being able to fight back a teasing smirk forming on his lips.

You could kiss me with that mouth.

As soon as the thought appeared in his mind, he immediately got rid of it, not letting it distract him.

"Tibulen, cadulen..." he began naming other body parts, and there was no way in hell you'd be able to remember those. "Glossa..." He stuck his metal tongue out, pointing at it lazily with his index digit.

A question popped up in your head, "You got saliva?"

For the first time, you were actually curious about something, expecting an actual, truthful response, but instead you got what Mirage was best at. Sarcasm.

"Oh, yeah, our saliva's made out of corrosive acid actually. Cool stuff." He shrugged nonchalantly as if what he just said was nothing. "Want me to spit on you so you can get the drill?" he asked overly casually, already slightly leaning in your direction.

He was having so much fun...

You grimaced at his question, even though you knew he was most likely joking. Most likely.

"Pass," you murmured under your breath.

"...But there are other ways you could... feel it."

His time to shine has come which he was very much aware of.

His unnecessarily mysterious tone made you snort quietly, an eyebrow involuntarily raised as you asked him with amusement dancing on your tongue, "Care to share?"

He tilted his head with a very, very sly smirk on his lips, which partly gave you an answer to your question. The realisation almost made your face drop but you contained yourself, and just rolled your eyes at his silent offer, pretending not to notice the heat spreading across your own cheeks.

"No."

"I didn't say anything," he responded in an amused, innocent tone, raising his servos in a defensive gesture.

"Yeah, but your eyes said a lot," you argued, the sudden shift in your confidence making you unable to find the situation as funny as before.

He made an unbelievable amount of butterflies awaken and fly around in your stomach, and as pleasant as it felt, you couldn't show him that.

"Optics," he corrected you immediately, playful superiority in his tone coming back just in time to crush you once more. He leaned in, making the gap between your faces a lot smaller than before. "And I'm pretty sure you're just imaginin' things," he added teasingly, the smirk almost challenging you.

His plan was working.

"Am I?" You tilted your head slightly to the left, your gaze never leaving his blue optics.

The intensity of your eye contact made him back off just a bit, before he shook his head in both amusement and surprise at the sudden comeback of your confidence.

"We're not done yet," he just said, which may have sounded like a warning but you felt like he was talking about something else than this game you were both playing. "I didn't show you everything," he explained, even though this lesson about his anatomy was the smallest thing occupying his mind at the moment.

You refrained yourself from frowning, feeling pretty sure that he'd already named every single body part of his possible, but you didn't want him to notice how little attention you were actually paying. So you just nodded, getting ready to hear more of that very interesting stuff.

"...Ever seen a metal dick?"

Your jaw almost dropped when your brain registered his shameless question. You couldn't even say anything to that, just unsurely shaking your head to show him that you, in fact, have never seen a metal dick.

And you thought he was about to offer to present one to you just now, but he just let out an amused noise. "Too bad."

And with these words, he transformed into a silver Porsche and drove past you towards the exit of the garage, leaving you confused, breathless, and wanting something more...

might make a part 2 for this with smut if you want

#this one is disappointing #didnt go as planned tbh #i will rewrite it someday i promise (remind me)#mirage x reader #mirage x you #mirage #mirage rotb #mirage x my pussy #transformers rotb #mirage transformers #rotb #transformers #wattpad

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slut4thebroken · 3 months

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Until Next Time

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Pairing | Neil Lewis x reader

Summary | The second time Neil sees the stranger, he gets a little bolder.

Warnings | Smut, non con, 18+, sexual content, non consensual everything lol, Neil being a creep once again, in public, groping, grinding, thigh fucking, kissing, blackmail, pervy needy Neil.

Words | 2.4 k

Notes | And yes you horny bastards, there will be a part 3 🙄

Ao3 link | <3

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Part 1

Every single time he took the subway he was constantly looking around, seeing if you were there. After a couple weeks he started losing hope. He still jerked off to the pictures he took of you, but he accepted that he wasn’t going to see you again.

That was one week ago.

He was standing in the subway car looking at his phone when he heard it. “Sorry about that.” He would recognize your sweet voice anywhere. His head snapped up and he looked around until he found you.

You looked even prettier than he remembered. Your makeup was still subtle, but this time for the day rather than for a club or wherever it was you went, and your hair looked just as soft as last time. He couldn’t see past your neck though.

He started subtly moving toward you, trying not to draw attention or make it look like he was walking closer. When the doors opened and people were going in and out, he walked quickly, blending in with the movement. You stepped back to give people more room and he was almost behind you now. He could see that you were wearing a tank top— which makes sense given that it’s the middle of summer. But he couldn’t see anything else yet.

His cock was already fattening up in his pants just staring at you. He waited a tortuously long time for the doors to open again, then he was moving quickly until he was behind you. He saw now that you were wearing a skirt. A pleated one that was just the right length to make you look unintentionally slutty. You were shorter than him now that you weren’t in heels and he stepped a little closer to get a view of your tits again. Were you even wearing a bra? If you were, it must've been strapless.

He ignored the painful tightness of his pants and focused on you. Were you wearing shorts this time? He prayed the answer was no. Pushing down his nerves, he tentatively raised his hand to lightly grab your hip, making you turn around. Before you could say anything he was shushing you.

“Before you yell, I want to show you something.” He said quietly, releasing your hip to grab his phone. You seemed to recognize him now, especially when he pulled up a picture and showed it to you. “These have been really useful personally… but I’m sure a lot of other men would love to see it. I’d hate for them to get spread around…” You stood there frozen, staring at the picture of your panties. “I hope you don’t have an important job… This kind of thing will set you off on a completely different path.” He frowned mockingly.

“M-my face isn’t even in it… There’s no way to know that’s me.”

“Yeah but employers don’t really care about technicalities. One accusation and you’re done.” He shrugged. “So,” he pocketed his phone and placed his hand back on your hip, “are you gonna yell? Or are you gonna be a good little girl and not fuck up your reputation?” He waited for you to respond, but you just stared at him with teary eyes, silently begging him not to. “Smart choice. Turn around.” He said quietly.

Once you obeyed, he placed both hands on your hips and slid them up to your waist, then back down. He stood closer so he could look down at your tits, hearing your breath hitch when his bulge brushed your ass.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered. “I’ve thought about you every day since then.” You tried to step forward but he just pulled you back, keeping you planted firmly in front of him. One of his hands slid down to grope your ass and it was better than he could’ve imagined.

“I’ve thought about coming on this ass again every single fucking day.” He groaned, placing a kiss on the back of your neck. When he suddenly turned you around, you gasped and placed your hands on his chest to steady yourself. He snaked his hands up your waist, then up even more until he was groping your tits over the tank top. He bit back a moan once he realized that you weren’t wearing a bra.

“Jesus Christ.” He murmured, massaging them in his hands.

“S-stop… Someone will see.” You whispered, trying to push him back by his chest.

“Someone will see if you draw attention to us. Stay nice and quiet and we’ll be fine, baby.” He looked around behind you and when he was sure no one was watching, he brought his hands down to your thighs and slipped them under your skirt. You gasped when he roughly cupped your ass and pulled you closer.

With his bulge pressed to your pelvis, he groaned quietly and started rubbing it against you. Under his hands, he could feel the lacy panties you were wearing and he ached to find out what they looked like, but he had to be patient.

His back was only inches away from the wall and everyone in front of you was facing away, toward the doors. It was practically perfect. Keeping one hand on your ass to hold you still, he moved the other one up to grope your tits again. He was focused on your nipples just barely poking through the fabric, but when he heard a low whimper, his eyes snapped up to your face. There were still tears in your eyes, but your cheeks were flushed and you were biting your bottom lip, holding in any sounds.

“I fucking knew you wanted this. You’re probably already wet too, huh?” He chuckled quietly and you shook your head with a quiet whine. “No?” He cooed mockingly, tilting his head like a confused puppy. “I think you’re lying to me.”

“I- I’m not,” you started, but cut off with a gasp when he suddenly pulled your tank top down, exposing your tits. “Wait-” You whispered, panicking.

“If you make a scene, you’ll draw attention. So go ahead, baby. Make a scene.” He dared and you looked around nervously, trying to see if anyone had noticed what was happening. When you finished examining everyone, you closed your eyes and a tear rolled down your cheek, making his cock throb in his pants. He cursed under his breath and tightened his grip on your ass, then started rubbing up against you even harder. With your tits now out, he used his free hand to grope them, roughly pinching and pulling on your nipples, making you hiss in pain. Once he was satisfied with touching them, he grabbed his phone again.

“Wait,” You tried to stop him, but he gave you a warning glare and grabbed your ass hard enough to force a whimper out of you. So you shut your mouth and let your arms hang limply by your sides. He took a few pictures, then lifted the front of your skirt to take a few more, this time getting your tits and panties in frame. Before putting his phone away, he righted your clothes, then turned you around and lifted your skirt, getting more pictures of your ass that was barely covered by the slutty lace panties you were wearing.

“Take them off.” He ordered, pocketing his phone again and turning you back around to face him.

“What?” You choked out.

“Take off your fucking underwear. Now.” When you heard his tone, you used shaky hands to slowly push them down your legs, then step out of them. You placed them in his open palm and he immediately lifted them up to his face and inhaled deeply. “Fuck.” He hissed and you let out an embarrassed whine. “God you smell fucking incredible.” He groaned quietly, already getting excited at just the thought of being able to smell your cunt when he jerks off at home.

Unable to take it anymore, he stuffed your underwear in his pocket, pulled your tank top back down to expose your tits, then grabbed your ass under your skirt and continued grinding his bulge against you. His movements were desperate and far too obvious for their current setting, but he didn’t care. All he could focus on was how soft your ass was, how pretty and perfect your tits were, and how beautiful you looked trying to hold back tears from his assault.

“You drive me fucking crazy.” He whispered with a small smile. Suddenly leaning forward, he kissed across your neck, making you whimper quietly. He bit and licked, but mostly focused on sucking the skin into his mouth, leaving as many marks as possible. He wanted everyone to see how much of a pathetic slut you are for him— for a stranger. As the intoxicating smell of your perfume invaded his senses, he groaned and his kisses got sloppier.

Anyone who looked back would just see a couple being slightly perverted in public, with him grabbing your ass and kissing your neck. But they wouldn’t know that you were bare under your skirt, letting him mark you and claim you as he got himself off with your body. They wouldn’t be able to see the way your tits were out, your hard nipples pressing against his chest. And they wouldn’t be able to see the way you were crying silently.

When he pulled away from your neck, he kept his face only inches from yours, feeling your breath fanning his lips. Unable to hold back, he moved one hand to fist your hair and hold your still as he surged forward, pressing his lips to yours in a bruising kiss. You whimpered and tried to push him back, but he was unmoving. Wanting to deepen it, he forced his tongue in your mouth, licking into the kiss, making you whine and try even harder to pull back. He couldn’t really decipher the taste of your mouth but it was something sweet. After another moment, he pulled back, a trail of saliva connecting your lips.

“Fuck, baby.” He rasped, voice thick with arousal. His orgasm was nearing quickly and he looked around once more, then released you to open his pants and free his cock, making you stiffen.

“W-wait,” Your breathing grew shallow as your eyes widened. He shushed you and grabbed your ass again, pulling you closer until his cock was between your thighs, pressed up against your heat.

“Kiss my neck, baby. C’mon.” He all but whined, desperately bucking his hips and fucking your thighs. “You know what I’ll do if you don’t.” He said through a breath, making you stiffen, but lean forward. He held his breath until your lips pressed against his neck. “Oh my god.” He whimpered. “Leave some marks.” He practically begged.

Reluctantly, you sucked and licked and kissed and bit all over his neck. Leaving a few marks and making him even needier. Through heavy lidded eyes, he looked around the crowded subway car, finding everyone still either facing away from them, or focused on something. This was so fucking perfect.

“Good girl. Keep going… Put your hands in my hair.” With a silent sob, you lifted your hands and gently grabbed his hair. “God— you’re gonna make me come.” He said through a breathy laugh. “Squeeze your thighs together.” You obeyed and he had to bite down on your shoulder to stifle a moan.

His hips started bucking more frantically now. If anyone looked over, it wouldn’t take them long to figure out that something inappropriate was going on. But he was so fucking horny and drunk on you that he didn’t even care. He wouldn’t care if every single person turned around and started watching. They wouldn’t see your tits or feel your ass like he could, they couldn’t feel your lips or the softness of your thighs. So he didn’t give two shits if people wanted a free show. It didn’t change the fact that you were his.

“You’re so good at this.” He whined, enjoying the feeling of your lips on his neck and your body against his. He was able to smell your perfume and your hair so clearly and it was making his brain practically go blank.

When the subway stopped, he paused and held you close to make sure no one could see your tits. He waited until the subway started moving again before continuing, listening to the automated voice call out the next stop— his stop. Tightening his grip on your ass, he started rutting his hips faster as he chased his orgasm. You continued kissing over his neck and lightly pulling on his hair, getting him so worked up that his dick almost hurt with how hard it was.

“Don’t stop… don’t stop, baby.” He whispered breathily, moving one hand from your ass to squeeze and grope your tits. You whined quietly and it was like everything inside him just snapped. He bit down on your shoulder and pulled his hips back to jerk himself off quickly until he finally fell over the edge. Each rope of come that shot out his cock landed between your legs, covering your cunt in his seed— marking you. He grunted quietly as he panted, riding it out and savoring it as much as possible. When his orgasm finally faded, he tucked himself back in his pants, then pulled back to look at you with a smile.

“You’re such a good girl.” He chuckled, taking out his phone. “Lift your skirt for me.” You let out a silent sob, but took the bottom of it in your shaky hands and slowly pulled it up. He took a few close up pictures of your pussy and some wider shots when his come started dripping down your thighs, then pulled back even more to get your tits in it too. “Smile.” He chuckled, getting once of just your face and your tits. That’ll probably be the one he uses the most. He put his phone away and bit his lip as he stared at you, reaching out to feel your tits one last time.

“Goddamn…” He muttered to himself. The subway slowing down snapped him out of the trance he was in. “This is my stop. Thanks again.” He smiled, moving his gaze up to look into your glossy eyes. “Until next time.” The way he said it was as if you both had your own inside joke now. You didn’t respond as you fixed your tank top and wiped the tears and mascara tracks from under your eyes, but he wasn’t exactly expecting you to. When the subway finally stopped and the doors opened, he walked out, already imagining what would happen the next time he saw you.

Part 3

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ukigun · 28 days

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੭୧ ellie (kinda head cannons¿)

'm not even that much of an ellie girl, but jackson ellie makes my brain all mushy n i can't think anymore at all.

cw: sfw with a tiny sprinkle of suggestiveness on one. scrambled piece, wrote only to clear my head

imagine giving every inch of skin on her face soft little kisses to wake her up when she's all sleepy before patrol.

｡ﾟwaiting forever for her return so you can get filled in on absolutely everything that happened on said patrol.

｡ﾟsitting in her lap while she rubs firm but gentle circles into your back muscles, you relax when you inhale that familiar scent on her clothes.

｡ﾟwatching ellie play the guitar, letting her think she's teaching you. i mean, c'mon, you're not reallyyyy listening, just admiring her.

｡ﾟyou would have a learned habit of picking up ellie's hair ties; that girl is always losing them. when she can't find them, she knows your wrist is covered in a plethora of choices.

｡ﾟyou and ellie would definitely be in a gifting war, always always seeking out pretty things to gift each other. not even expensive things, but ‘it reminded me of you’ type of heart felt gifts.

｡ﾟellie's journal would be filled with pages adorned by sketches of you, so much so, she now has journals devoted to just you.

｡ﾟellie would be shy about showing you her sketches at first; she'd full on shield her journal from you. now, she proudly shows you the moment she captured of you.

｡ﾟtaking care of each other when either of you is on your period. she would try acting tough, but she'll always end up cuddled up near you while you soothe her, and definitely vice versa too.

｡ﾟon extra cold days..

she would insist on spending all day huddled up under blankets, seeking warmth from each other.

she'd undoubtedly make an attempt at slipping her cold, numb hands up your shirt. insisting that it's only to warm up.

not wanting you to get sick, she'd let you parade around in a rly excessive amount of her clothes.

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tojisprettywife · 1 month

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{note: for a change, i actually read through. if there are mistakes, ignore them😞. was supposed to be for geto only. i usually never write about giving head, this is my very first time 🧍🏻‍♀️. i hope it’s okay 😵‍💫. minors DNI.}

warnings: 18+, f! reader, oral (m! receiving only), swallowing cvm, subtle soft dom (m!)?!?!?

“c’mon, baby” he coos, running his thumb over your jawline, making you look up into his eyes. he presses his leaking tip against your lips, smearing them with his precvm. “open up, doll.” he says in a condescending tone, laced with pure desire for your submission. you part your lips slowly, your tongue tip, touches his leaking tip. he grits his teeth, a soft hiss escapes his lips. you hesitantly, swirl your tongue around his tip. he slowly pushes his covkhead past your lips, you softly suck on it, using your tongue to envelope around it. “Mmm good girl.. a bit more, you can do that for me right?” he isn’t giving you a choice here, he wants you to give into him. the feeling of superiority he felt was addictive, he liked this view, you on your knees for him and this high, certainly awakened something in him. you nod, looking up into his eyes, he slowly pushes the rest of his thick length past your lips “make sure your teeth doesn’t graze okay? use your tongue more, okay baby?” his tone silky, filled with pure lust, and this newfound high. you gag, your eyes glossy, as his length hits the back of your throat. his breath hitched, chest heaving a little, as your small and warm mouth, wraps around his cvck. his nostrils flare up a lightly, clenching his jaw. you barely hold on, breathing a little unsteady, his hand grabs a fistful of your hair. “It’s too much? but you can take it, doll. you look so pretty like this” he slowly thrusts into your mouth, it keeps hitting the back of your throat, salvia dripping down your chin, tears rolling down your cheek. he wipes a stray tear drop with his thumb, the grip on you hair tightens. “Mmph—” you grip his leg and your free hand slipping under your dress, to rub your clad hardened bud. “you should focus on me, love” he said, his eyes on your free hand under your dress and then looking back up at your eyes. he smirks, he starts thrusting into your tight throat, his heavy balls slapping against your chin.

a small moan escapes his lips, as he reached his high. he pushed himself to the hilt, as ropes of white milky liquid coated your throat. he bucks his hips against your face one last time, his body trembling slightly, after reaching such a high. “fuuu—ah..ck”. he slowly pulls his length cock from your throat, past your lips. you catch your breath, wiping your glossy eyes. “clean me up properly, doll.” you look up at him, slightly confused. then look down at his lower half, you see some cvm dripped down to his balls. “go on, clean them up, for me”. you gulp down, inching your head slowly, unsure of what you’re supposed to do. your tongue tip, chastely touches his sack, you lap the cvm and look up. “properly. love.” he smiles, was that a loving smile? nope. your eyes widen, it registers to you slowly, what he meant. you lean down a little, taking one of it into your mouth. slowly sucking on them, gently, you suck on it little harder. his hand reaches for your head, his nails lightly, digging into your scalp. “fuck, baby” you let go it with a pop sound, and move your head taking the other one into your mouth. he throws his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. his tip leaking precvm again, dripping down to his sack again. you suck on it, gently and then a little harder, your teeth grazes slightly. “god” he breathlessly moans. you pull away, with a pop sound. you look up at him, your own panties wet with arousal. “Ha, come here” he extends his hand, helping you stand up. He smiles, his hands cupping your cheeks, he leans in kissing you deeply. “you taste like me, huh?” he smirks, his hands sliding down from your waist to your ass, groping them. he pulls you into a hug, his hand travel back up, rubbing your back in soothing circles . “you did so well f’ me. now let me, take care of you, angel.” well you know what happens, when the night is young and so are you.

~ GETO SUGURU! , Shiu Kong, Fushiguro Toji, Rukawa Kaede, Suna Rintaro, Iwaizumi Hajime,

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kaylalovesmaneskin · 1 year

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Detention

A/n:heyyyyy loves I’m back with another story i promise i will try to upload a lil more but I have been busy with my personal life and I would hope y’all would understand stand and I will get back also for my next story please comment or suggest someone bc I’m running out people to write but with out future a do let’s get into this story also by the way y/n will be in college in this story so she’s like around the age 20-24 and rheas her own age 🙌❤️‍🩹 Taglist @ellior1111 @tommy-lee-slash

Paring:Rhea Ripley xFem!reader

Warnings:lesbian sex teacher x student relationship and swearing and a whole lot of smut🤭

"Well that's stupid." Your friend muttered, looking at her phone. "Seriously. If I get stuck with Mrs Jackson. again, I'm going to die!" I cried out, hitting my head on the lockers. "Oh, you'll be fine. It's just one hour anyway." she said, putting away her phone. "Yeah, one hour that I could be spending with you...or sleeping." I added. She giggled, "Go to detention you trouble having ass kid." "Yeah, whatever. See you tomorrow." I chuckled. I sighed, flung my backpack over my shoulders and walked down the hallway. People passed by me, bumping into me without so much as a side glance. Just like the fucking airport... I scoffed and headed to my homeroom where detention is to be served. It's not like I was bad kid or whatever but I blame Ms. Ripley. Every since she fucked me in math class 2 weeks ago, I've been horny as hell for her. What does this have to do with detention? Well, I'll tell

~2 WEEKS AGO~

"Duuuuuuude, I'm so fucking horny right now." I whispered to my bestie. "And you feel the need to tell me this why?" she questioned, looking up from her phone. "Because you're my bestie and you should know everything about me." I teased. ”l don't need to know that much about you. But just do it in the bathroom. No one's gonna catch you as long as you're quiet." she shrugged. I chewed my bottom lip. I didn't have much of a choice really. I can't keep ignoring it and I have Ms.Ripley next hour! My horny vibes are going to be through the fucking roof. I sighed and rushed into the girls bathroom, locking myself in a stall. I stayed quiet for a couple minutes, making sure no one would walk in. I slowly reached into my pants, moving down my stomach to my panties. I closed my eyes and pictured Ms. Ripley’s tits and the feeling of sucking on them. My mouth started to water just by the thought of it and I found myself quickly rubbing my clit on my panties. I let out soft whimpers, just wanting to touch her again. I held onto the stall, rubbing faster just about to reach my climax. I opened my mouth to let the moans flow out a little louder than before. Oh my God, it was so risky yet so fucking hot and I could feel my juices flowing down my inner thigh as I moved my hand into my panties. "Oh, Ms. Ripley.." I moaned, gently sticking a finger in. I rode my finger, wanting to scream with pleasure. I exhaled shakily, wanting more than a quick release. I wanted her body pressed against mine and our chest rising and falling as we fucked each other endlessly. Fuck, I want her so bad! I slammed my finger into me and I let out too loud of a moan. I covered my mouth as the bathroom door flung open. I kept going though, because I was so close and if I'm being honest, I loved the feeling of being risky. Loud heels clacked on the floor as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, about to cum. "Oh, y/n you naughty girl. Touching yourself without me watching is so bad." Ms. Ripley whispered through the door.

I gasped quietly, stopping all fingering movements. Oh fuck... I slowly pulled out my finger and unlocked the bathroom stall with my other hand. I hid my cum filled finger behind me. There Ms. Ripley stood, her black short hair beautifully hanging by her ears down her hourglass figure body. Her chest was bulging out of her shirt and she looked down at me with a smile."M-Ms. Ripley ..." I whispered, my pussy throbbing. "Y/n..." she replied, making me wet. "Hm...detention." was all she said. "W-What!?" I cried out, exposing my other hand. She stared at it before quickly grabbing my arm and holding it up. I whimpered as she licked her lips before sucking on my finger. She dropped my arm and trailed her eyes up my body. "Detention." she muttered, walking out.

~PRESENT TIME~

So yeah, that's what happened. Am I mad.. yes. Hell yes. But she was so fucking sexy that I couldn't stay mad. I entered the classroom and threw my backpack on the ground next to my desk. I rolled my eyes to find an empty teacher's desk. Big fucking surprise. I scoffed just as the door opened and in walked the sexiest person alive. I gulped and sat up in my seat. She looked at me before turning around and locking the door. Oh...? She closed the blinds to the windows and stayed by the wall. "Here." she said, pointing in front of her. I quickly stood up and walked over to her. I stood so close, her tits were almost in my face. She had a fake thinking look on her face as she decided my fate. The air in the room was so thick you could cut it with a steak knife. "Now why. would you think it was okay to pleasure yourself without me?" she questioned, grabbing my tits. "I-“. "You.. you?" she squeezed. "I was just feeling really horny so I-" "Who did you think of?" she asked, already knowing the answer. "You." "Good girl." I blushed. She massaged my breasts for a little, making me wish she would just fuck me already. I bit my lip as she gave them one final squeeze before undoing my shirt. She pulled it over my body and stared at me and my exposed breasts. The more she stared, the more I wanted to hide. Her gaze was so intense it felt like she was judging my boobs. "You have amazing tits, did you know that?" she inquired, taking one in her mouth. "Oh I- ngg~gh" I moaned, as she sucked on one. "God, they're so good." she whispered, teasing the other one. Her tongue swirled around my tit, making it feel special. She roamed the well known tits, claiming them as hers. I resisted the urge to touch myself as I let her know how much I loved her mouth. She sucked on one making a long drawn out moan before letting it go with a loud POP. I exhaled with a lip bite as she slid her hands up my breasts so my tits went through the gaps in her fingers. I swear I'm getting high just by her touch my God. "On the desk for me." she said. I looked back before slowly backing into the desk so I could sit on it. I got on the desk, spreading my legs slowly just to tease her. She flashed her pearly whites and walked closer, grabbing the bottom of my pants and ripping them off of me. I gasped as she left me in my black panties. The cold air hit my legs, making me go stiff. "Relax...Lay back." she whispered, pushing me back against the desk. I lifted my legs waiting for her to do something. She pulled off my black underwear and threw them somewhere. My vision was to the ceiling as she kissed my pussy so gently I could barely feel it. I whined to which she slapped my thigh. I gasped and shot up. "Do that again." I demanded. "Again..? Like this?" she asked, slapping my thigh again. "Yes..." I moaned breathlessly, leaning back down.

"Or like that?" she questioned, hitting my other thigh. I moaned loudly, knowing I would bruise later. She rubbed the spot she recently hit as she used her tongue to just get the surface of my pussy wet. I shivered, wanting more. She stopped rubbing and used her other hand to open up my flower. She moaned happily before applying her warm, wet, wonderful tongue to it. She stuck it in me and tasted every part, wanting to get to know me and my body. "Fuck, you taste good." she whispered."Fuck!" I moaned loudly, closing my eyes. She sucked my clit before adding in two fingers. I clenched, not ready but got used to it quickly. I sighed as my body moved with her fingers as she pleasured me. She used her thumb to rub small but quick circles around my clit as she licked and sucked other areas of my pussy. I squirmed on the desk, whimpering and moaning her name constantly. "Oh fuck I'm so close! Don't stop..." I begged, wanting to just cum all over her face. "Mmm.. cum all over my finger you naughty girl..." she taunted. My body was shaking and my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I reached my limit. I gasped as my cum shot everywhere on her fingers and boobs. I moaned, satisfied. "Oh, you didn't think I was done did you?" she asked, unbuttoning her shirt. "What?" I asked, trying to catch my breath. She let her shirt fall to the floor and she unhooked her bra with a smile. She leaned over the desk and her tits hit me in the face. "Suck." I stuck her tit in my mouth and did as I was told. Her moans turned me on as I kept going, rubbing the other one. She giggled, slowly but surely touching herself. Fuck, I feel another orgasm coming! She moaned louder as she took her tit away from me. She climbed on the desk, resting comfortably on my hips, her pussy just barely touching mine. "Scissor me mommy." I pleaded. She sat on my pussy and rocked back in forth. I hit the desk with my hand and moaned loudly. She went faster, so fast to the point where she had to hold onto the desk for support. The desk rocked with us as we fucked and our bodies become one in this classroom. I screamed happily as she rubbed directly on my clit again. “Fuck!" I moaned, her boobs moving with us. Her moans collided with mine as we both released ourselves together. I moaned tiredly as she got off me, panting. I rolled over, laying on my belly, trying to breathe. She smacked my ass and laughed. "Good fucking girl."

THE END HOPE YALL ENJOY

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t9fi · 4 months

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allure. — roymen sukuna☆

pairing. True form, lord!Sukuna. Fem!reader.

Warnings. Misogyny. sexism. spanking. m!masturbation. sukuna being sukuna. he is still a big meanie. slut shaming. lil lord/king kink. sukuna is strong and manly and yummy

word count. 1.5k

notes. so sorry bbgs on the late chapter!!! hope this makes up for it !!

ch. three.

Sukuna muttered angrily, his frustration boiling over as he trailed behind you after your dramatic exit. The humiliation in front of his friends had ignited a fire within him. He couldn't understand why you were making such a fuss.

As he reached his bedroom, he realised the door was locked. He knocked impatiently.

"open the door, little girl."

You failed to respond, prompting him to knock once more. This time, he pressed his ear against the door, catching the sound of your soft cries.

How adorable.

"Y/N, open this fucking door or I'll break it down," he declared firmly, exerting his dominance over you. And it worked. The door clicked as it unlocked, slowly swinging open.

Sukuna stood tall, his imposing figure towering over you, his intense red eyes piercing into your very soul. You could sense his anger, his disappointment.

He pushed you inside and locked the door behind him.

"You're utterly pathetic, aren't you?" Sukuna sneered, his voice deep and husky. He advanced towards you, causing you to stumble back.

In an instant, he seized your wrist, forcefully raising it up. "Typical women, always complaining when they don't get what they want," he spat, shoving you against the nearest wall.

His knee slid between your trembling thighs, eliciting a gasp from you. "Shut your mouth," Sukuna snapped, gripping both of your wrists and pinning them against the wall.

As he noticed tears streaming down your cheeks, his other hand reached out to wipe them away. "Is it just because you couldn’t touch me?" he chuckled, mocking your vulnerable state.

You shook your head, attempting to speak but failing. Sukuna grabbed your face, his grip firm. "Tell me," he demanded.

With a gulp, you managed to stammer, "Y-you made me feel used."

He pushed you away, only chuckling in response. He rubbed the temples of his forehead and sighing before sitting on your now shared bed. Sukuna looked into your eyes, you were only new to this, you didn’t know how this worked.

“And what do you believe your duties as a wife are? Merely to sit there and look pretty?" Sukuna spoke, making you feel stupid.

Your heart raced, a part of you yearned for him to treat you like a real wife, to care for you. But you knew deep down that it was just a fantasy, something you could only dream about when you closed your eyes at night.

"You exist to be used, to be touched. I am the King, and I can do whatever I damn well please with my wife," he growled, his words dripping with dominance.

His intense gaze bore into your soul. Sukuna's hand tapped his knee, urging you to come closer. Without hesitation, you followed his command. "Tch, crawl, you slut," he commanded.

You were taken aback, your eyes widening in surprise. "I said crawl, don't make me repeat myself," Sukuna snarled, his impatience evident.

Feeling foolish, you dropped to your hands and knees, crawling towards your husband. He smirked, clearly amused by the sight of you. Eventually, you stopped and sat on your knees in front of him, locking eyes with him.

"Because you insist on acting like a brat, I have no choice but to treat you as one," Sukuna sneered.

"But you know, I don't want to, little one. You're still so new to all of this, I can tell. But as your husband, it's my duty to show you what's right," you nodded, determined to be his good girl once again.

"I'll teach you how to pleasure me properly, and then you'll receive your punishment. Understood?" he questioned.

"Yes, my Lord," you replied obediently.

Sukuna slowly began to remove his kimono, revealing his naked form. Your eyes drank in the sight of his chiselled abs, strong arms, and thick thighs. It was enough to make you weak at the knees.

Your gaze eventually landed on his cock. It was a sight to behold, with a flushed red tip and delicate veins tracing its length.

He took hold of his member, his voice dripping with authority. "This is how you please your King."

Sukuna's tip glistened with wetness, oozing with anticipation. The temptation to touch him, to bring him pleasure and make him release, was almost unbearable.

Slowly, he began to stroke himself, his low moans filled the air, his grip on his cock firm and unyielding. Unable to contain yourself, you whimpered, your lips forming a pout.

"Did I give you permission to speak, slut?" His gaze bore into you, his hand never ceasing its movements. You shook your head, your eyes cast downward. "Fuck, look at me, need to see your eyes, princess" he commanded.

Princess?

The pet name sends a surge of desire straight to your core, leaving you dripping with need. Meeting his gaze, you saw the hunger and lust burning within his eyes. His hand quickened its pace, more pre-cum spilling onto his fingers. Sukuna's moans grew louder, more desperate. "Ah, fuck," he gasped.

His crimson eyes locked onto yours, his hips thrusting into his own hand. "You like watching me stroke my cock slut, Yeah? I know you fucking do" he growled.

The sight before you was mesmerising. Your King pleasuring himself, causing your mind to blur with desire. You craved him, yearned for him.

“Bet that pussy is so wet f’me” Sukuna moaned, “fuck, lemme see”

Leaning back, you slowly revealed your body, pulling your kimono up to your hips. His eyes were fixated on your cute little panties, but you knew he wanted more. "Oh, look at that, I can see a wet spot right there," he exclaimed, pointing to your clothed clit.

"Take them off for me," he demanded, and without hesitation, you slide your panties down, exposing your bare pussy to Sukuna's hungry gaze.

"Such a pretty fucking pussy" Sukuna moaned, his hand moving faster along his cock. You could sense his climax approaching, his movements becoming erratic. "gonna cum, s-shit, gonna cum, spread that pussy, princess."

Eager to please him, your fingers delicately spread your labia open. Sukuna let out a primal groan as he released his load, calling out your name in ecstasy. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming.

"That's how you please your King," Sukuna smirked, his satisfaction evident. "Now, strip."

Without hesitation, you shed every piece of clothing, revealing your naked body inch by inch. “Lay down on my lap," he commanded, his dominance palpable.

Your body rested against his knees, your chest pressed firmly against them while your hand clenched the sheets, trembling with fear of the impending punishment. Suddenly, a light slap landed on your ass.

"Gonna have to smack the fuck outta this ass to make you act right, dont i?" he playfully taunted, his hands gently kneading your cheeks.

"I miss my good girl, you know? You're gonna be my good girl again after this right?" he said with a slight pout. You nodded in agreement, eager to gauge his reaction to your actions.

In response, he let out a low hum and said, "Count for me."

Without warning, he raised his hand and delivered a sharp slap to your backside, causing you to cry out and your hips to involuntarily jerk.

Again and again, he continued to strike your ass relentlessly. "That's five, fuck," you gasped, feeling the sting intensify with each hit.

His voice dripped with venom as he spat, "This is what you get for embarrassing me, disobeying me, belittling me." The room filled with his cursed energy, reminding you of the wicked and vile King he truly was. "I'm sorry, my Lord," you pleaded through tears.

Sukuna laughed sadistically at your state. "Be a good slut and take your punishment."

Suddenly, he ceased his assault, his hands now gently caressing your reddened cheeks. "Stand up," he commanded.

You complied, tears streaming down your face, standing naked before him. "There she is, my good girl," he remarked, a twisted sense of satisfaction in his voice.

He rose to his feet, his touch tender as he cupped your face, his thumb softly stroking your cheeks. "Go clean yourself up for me and get ready for bed," he instructed.

To your surprise, he smiled at you, actually smiled, before lightly kissing your cheek. He chuckled darkly and left the room.

Resting your head against the soft silk pillow, you curled up into a comfortable ball, yearning for sleep. However, slumber eluded you as you eagerly awaited your husband's arrival to join you.

The maids had adorned you in a delicate pink ensemble - the top barely concealing your boobs and the bottoms teasingly revealing your curves. With closed eyes, your thoughts wandered to Sukuna - reminiscing about the way he delighted in his own pleasure and how he would punish you. The mere memory sent shivers down your spine.

Suddenly, the door creaked open - Sukuna had arrived.

Pretending to be asleep, you felt a sense of anticipation as he approached. The back of his hand gently caressed your cheek, his voice barely audible as he whispered, "my sweet girl," assuming you were in slumber's embrace.

The bed dipped as Sukuna settled beside you, his strong arms encircling your waist while his other hand played with your hair. A rare sense of peace washed over you, a feeling so unfamiliar yet comforting.

Sukuna's chest pressed against your back, his warm breath tickling your neck. He placed a tender kiss upon it, whispering, "goodnight princess."

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aguacatetoast · 3 months

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The competition

You and the rest of your crew spent a late night drinking and celebrating after a long battle finally concluded, and your crew got the victory. After a couple of rounds of drinks some heated questions start being asked.

Female Reader x Zoro x Sanji

Warnings: 18+,These two..., threesome, overstimulation, smash or pass, getting a bit drunk, overstimulation, oral m!receiving, oral f!receiving, unprotected sex(be safe), jealousy, possessiveness, praising, probably more pls lmk!

Word count:2,399

Also it's my first time writing a story like this so I hope its good!<3

(Likes and reposts are greatly appreciated!<3)

You and your crew were worn out after a long battle, and tonight you guys were finally able to relax and celebrate the victory. Your crew had decided in a bar, with a restaurant of course for the Captain to indulge himself in as much meat as he wanted. You were laughing as you already had a couple of drinks in, admiring just how much your captain can eat. You Nami and Robin were all sitting in the same side of the booth. Usopp was off somewhere rambling to some strangers about his lies and fake stories as per usual, Zoro was on the other side of the booth downing some sake, and Sanji as always smoking his cigarettes. You saw your Captain stop eating and started to semi yell "I'm boredddd" You saw Robin let out a soft chuckle and calmly say "How about we play a game?" You can see Luffy's face light up in excitement. Sanji also immediately joined in the conversation as soon as Robin spoke. "Whatever the beautiful Robin-swan says," Sanji says with his eyes in the shape of hearts. Zoro still kind of off to his own world said "Yeah I guess we can play something.."

As everyone started to gather around at the booth Usopp suddenly felt left out and ran towards them, he had overheard that his crew wanted to play a game, he had a mischievous look on his face as he put a pointing finger under his chin. Once he reached the booth he said it in a prideful tone "How about we play Smash or Pass?" Nami had an evil smile on her face "Usopp that's a great idea!" Sanji was over the moon with a nosebleed, your heart started to race because of course you've thought of a couple of your crew mates sexually, it can get lonely in the sea at times. You blushed a bit, and in the end, everyone agreed to the game. "So who's gonna start?" asked Luffy, Nami confidently asked "Robin…would you smash or pass Usopp" Robin was startled by the mention of her name and then processed the question. In a monotone voice, she answered "No, he is not my type of offense" You see Usopp fake cry but then have a cheeky grin on his face "It's ok I already have a girl that I have my heart set on" Next went Luffy "Sanji would you smash or pass Nami" Sanji let out a yelp and started putting his stupid pervy face and blushing "Why Of course I would, she wouldn't have to ask" Luffy is cackling as Nami is hitting him in the head for asking such a stupid question. Zoro rolls his eyes in annoyance and asks "Ok who's next?"

Usopp volunteered "Y/n would you smash or pass Zoro, since he's so impatient" Zoro's eyes widened as he didn't want to be the next choice, and he was anticipating your answer a bit… Your heart started pounding and you bit the inside of your cheek, you had definitely touched yourself in the past to him but how shameful it is to admit that. You felt everyone's hard stares, especially Zoro and Sanji's. You let out a soft sigh and looked away from everyone, "Smash.." everyone started a commotion, especially Sanji. He started yelling "What about me my sweet?" You started to blush again, once again, it's been a lonely couple of months. "Smash…" he starts celebrating and going crazy as expected but you were feeling so ashamed for admitting that out loud. As the commotion was going on, you took this distraction to its advantage and rushed to the bathroom. You locked yourself in a stall and started to breathe in and out trying to calm yourself. Once you felt calmer after 15 minutes or so, you felt a light knock on your stall door "y/n? Are you okay?" You were nervous at first but settled down once again when you realized it was just Robin. You let out a soft sigh "Yeah I'm ok, just needed to be alone for a bit." You started opening up the door, Robin greeted you with a nice smile "Well come on, hurry up we're leaving" You two made your way out.

Once you've made it to the ship, you realize everyone went to their respective rooms so you said your goodnight to Robin and rush into bed, you are not ready to face those two tomorrow. As you felt yourself drifting to sleep, you heard a soft knock. You were confused as it was late at night but stood up in case it was an emergency. When you opened the door, you were surprised to be greeted by the presence of both Zoro and Sanji. You immediately felt your face get hot and before you could even ask what they were doing there, they asked you "We have a favor to ask" Both with a serious straight face, you assumed it was something important and said "Yes, of course what's up" before even asking for the details. Then you see a devilish smirk appear on Zoro's face. Zoro whispers in your ear "We're having a competition…, on who can make you feel better" Your eyes widen in shock and Sanji leans into your other ear "Only if you let us M'lady.." You were shocked, not expecting to be faced with this situation, but you thought to yourself 'When will this happen again'. So you simply agreed to it, they seemed to be pleased with your answer and you allowed them into your room. They had both been in your room before, but never like this. You were wearing a simple tank top and shorts as your pjs, which they both seemed to a fan of.

You noticed Sanji headed towards the open window in your room looking off into the distance with a cigarette in his mouth he simply stated "Moss head, you can get a head start, I know you'll be needing it" Zoro gritted his teeth but didn't complain because that meant he had more time pleasing you. His body towered over you as he leaned in to kiss you, he wasted no time and immediately went to grab your ass and pushed you into his firm body. The kiss was warm and passionate, he tasted like the remains of booze he had consumed earlier, but it was delicious. You ran your hands through the back of his neck playing with his hair teasing him with a little tug. He pulled away at the tug, a string of mixed saliva being pulled along with the movement of his face. You saw how his eyes saw you with pure lust, and you felt your pussy getting wet with just this view.

He pushed you onto the bed and he took off his shirt preparing to go on top of you. He kisses you once more before he takes your shorts off swiftly. You were flustered as you were just in panties and the tank top. He started teasing your wet clit through the clothed panties causing you to release a soft moan. His eyes never left your beautiful face as he didn't want to miss any single one of your reactions. Before he could progress, you heard a soft sizzle and footsteps getting closer to you. "Step aside moron, I'll show you how it's done" Zoro shoots a deadly glare at Sanji, while he's undressing himself.

Sanji, in only underwear now, kisses you while being on top of you, you feel the taste of the fresh cigarette from his mouth leave its imprint on yours. The combination of Zoro's taste and Sanji's was so erotic and you couldn't help yourself but get some more. Sanji pulled away and started leaving a trail of kisses from your collarbone to your lower stomach, he was so close to your throbbing pussy. You felt his heat and desired it. And as if he read your mind, he carefully slipped off the soaked panties with darkness in his eyes, he licks your entire pussy, licking up every single part and consuming the juices you had released so far. This made you moan out loud and you saw Zoro getting jealous by your reaction. He then proceeds to kneel down by your face, with his cock pulled out, stroking it, hard as can be. Your mouth started to water at the view, but at the same time, you were concentrating on how good Sanji was making you feel. Eating your pussy like a starved man, his wet tongue flicking your clit so good every time. But Zoro brought you back to him, he ran his calloused thumb over your semi-opened mouth, using your bottom lip to allow him access to your hot mouth. Zoro's size is just as you expect for a fit man like him, big and girthy. Your mouth stretches over his tip and he's already letting out a small groan before he slowly shoves it all in your mouth.

Sanji had decided to stick two fingers in you as he was bringing you closer to your climax. Meanwhile, Zoro is face fucking you, his salty taste taking over your senses and your saliva dripping down on your chin. Your hands were gripping the sheets, Sanji had one hand gripping your thigh as he ate you out and the other one was his curled fingers being shoved into you. Zoro has his hand resting at the back of your head guiding you through his inches, "Fuck sweetheart you take me so well", Zoro let out a soft moan. His praise and Sanji's constant precision to your clit caused your legs to start twitching and trembling "That's it beautiful, cum all over my tongue" said Sanji in a raspy voice, as he started to go at an even faster pace. The burning sensation that had been growing intensely boiled over and as you started sputtering with your release, Zoro started pushing your head harder into his cock making tears start to flow.

Zoro let go of your head and took his cock out dripping with precum, he didn't want the fun to end just yet. Meanwhile, Sanji made sure to not let any single drop of your release go to waste "Madmoseille, that was one of the best things I've ever tried." You blushed and he made his way up to lean in and kiss you again, your juices mixing with zoros. But while he tried to take off your shirt Zoro pushed him off "Move pervy cook, you've had enough" he says clearly jealous that he hasn't been able to feel your cunt yet. Sanji moves away feeling like he's already won the competition. You felt Zoros strong hands flip you over into all fours, ass arching up and he backed up behind you and felt his tip tease the entrance to your pussy, "You ready sweetheart?" as your pussy throbbed for him you let out a soft yes he tugged on your hair "If you want something you're gonna have to speak up baby. While you were trying to form the words in your mouth, you noticed Sanji touching himself as he saw you in such a sinful state. You spoke up wanting to satisfy yourself, and Sanji. "Y-yes, fuck me Zoro" and with that, he thrusted all of his inches and girth, and although Sanji had stretched you out a bit with his fingers, nothing compared to the size of Zoro, as you let out a loud moan, he only thrusted harder making your legs feel weak. Sanji started to get closer to you, tired of teasing himself, and aligned his tip to your mouth.

Both of your holes being filled felt so sinful but you could care less, as Zoro thrusted into you making your ass bounce, Sanji's face fucked you. These two, although always fighting, they were able to find a rhythm. Your mouth stretched over Sanjis impressive size as he was abusing your mouth, having a tight grip on your hair and admiring your flushed face and plump lips "Fuck y/n with that pretty mouth of yours you'll make me cum soon", Sanji said with flushed cheeks, and hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat he's produced on focusing on not cuming right then and there. While moaning Sanji would moan things such as "Fuck y/n you're so beautiful like this", and Zoro while still abusing your cunt saying things like "Such a pretty pussy fuck" and "takin' me so well baby.." but you couldn't even acknowledge what they were saying because you were on cloud nine, too overstimulated to focus on anything. All these praises you were getting led you to your release again the flame in your lower stomach making it unbearable to hold it in any longer, and while you came, you felt Sanji's cock twitch and he let out a groan "Fuck..Y/n I'm g-gonna" and before he could even finish his sentence he released his seed in your mouth. You made sure to swallow every last drop, although it was difficult for you to do so gently as Zoro was thrusting at you with full force causing even more tears to come out of your eyes you felt his hips stutter and he released his seed into your cunt, he pulled out wanting to see his work of art dripped out of you, right before he pushed it back in. Your cunt felt empty now without Zoro.

You still had Sanji in your mouth as he was being overstimulated and you enjoyed watching him beg and be flustered until he couldn't anymore. You let go of his cock with a pop as he moaned until the very last second, Zoro had gotten a damp cloth to clean up his mess, meanwhile, Sanji reached for a handkerchief that was in his suit to wipe the tears and saliva off your face. You were wrecked after such pleasure and abuse, you laid down in your bed with Zoro and Sanji on each side as the three of you cuddled up, you were in the middle squished between their chests, you felt as if you had died and gone to heaven.

While you drifted off to sleep, you knew that you were going to have to choose a winner eventually…

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skz317cb97 · 1 year

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Everything in it's Place

Han Jisung x Female reader

Word count: 4.9K (hahahah!😅)

Synopsis: Sometimes you just couldn't help but be a brat, and sometimes Jisung had to put you in your place.

A/N: 18+ ONLY! A wise person @cessixja asked why we don't see more dom Jisung so I answered the call to duty! If you like this absolute debauchery please reblog, like, comment, hit up my asks, maybe there'll be a part 2? Who knows! 🤷🏻 As always warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/ strong language, LOTS of dirty talking and name calling, Jisung hard dom/MC sub(brat), masturbation(m&f), oral(m&f receiving), punishment, scissors(Jisung cuts MCs dress off), mentions of the color system(yellow/red not used), bondage, blindfolding, spanking(flogger/hand), hair pulling(hard), deep throating/throat fucking, breath play/gagging/choking, spit play(Jisung spits in MCs mouth), cum shot, cum play, cum eating, unprotected piv sex(please use condoms), cream pie, anal(butt plug), sex toys(bullet, vibrator), clit/pussy slapping, squirting, degradation/name calling(slut, whore, hole, cum dump, cock slut, Jisung mentions letting Chan/Minho use MC), mentions of gang bang, mentions of double penetration, praise/pet names(good girl, good slut/whore, beautiful, angel, etc, MC calls Jisung daddy but not like in a ddlg way), breeding kink. I thiiiiink that's everything but if I missed something please let me know and I'll add it asap!

There was a certain dynamic between you and your boyfriend Jisung in the bedroom. The way it worked was Jisung was in charge and you were to listen. Well that was the way it was supposed to work. Every now and then what would happen was, you’d be a brat and egg him on until he was forced to remind you yet again, just who was in charge. In actual reality Jisung respected the shit out of you and was a caring, attentive boyfriend. So, when the line crossed into the bedroom you gave him the reigns... for the most part but sometimes you just couldn’t help yourself and today was one of those days.

You and Jisung were going to have a date night. You got into your sexiest black cocktail dress and went to the studio to pick him up for your dinner reservations. When you got there you lightly tapped at the door and walked in. Jisung’s eyes lit up when he saw you standing there a whole glass of gorgeous in that sexy fucking dress. He held up a finger signaling to give him just a moment. You nodded smiling and quietly sat on the couch while you waited for him and Chan to finish recording the part of the song they were working on. As soon as they cut, both of the men stood to properly greet you.

“Hey beautiful!” Jisung gripped your waist with both hands and pulled you in for a kiss and then sat back down. Chan gave you a hug and you made a point to push your breasts that were on full display in the dress you were wearing firmly against him, when he pulled away you gripped his arms tightly.

“Wow Channie, your arms are getting so big!” Jisung immediately started side eyeing you. You ignored him and touched Chan’s chest squeezing his pec a little, making his ears turn red.

“Your chest too Channie you’re massive!” He chuckled shyly while your boyfriend had both eyes narrowed on you. You ceased your groping of Chan.

“Uh thanks y/n I’ve been eating more meat so...” You smirked at Jisung before looking at Chan again.

“Well whatever meat you’re eating...” You cocked your eyebrow licking your lips.

“Keep it up... big boy.” You winked and Chan quickly sat down, turning to the computer trying to not blush profusely. It was just too easy to embarrass Chan and rile up Jisung.

“Baby, why don’t you wait in the hall and I’ll be right out.” He said it like it was a choice, you knew it wasn’t. You nodded your head sweetly.

“Okay Sungie!” You bent at the waist, leaning over and wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s broad shoulders to peck his soft cheek. It also left your thick round ass bent over eye level for Chan who, despite his best efforts, couldn’t help but sneak a look or two. You sat back up very pleased with yourself and rolled your hips, swaying your ass as you walked out to wait for your man.

“Bye Channie.” You blew him a kiss and wiggled your fingers at him.

“Uh, bye y/n... nice... seeing you.” You smiled and shut the door behind you. Jisung sat there and looked at Chan for a minute. Chan shrugged and raised his eyebrows.

“What!? What did I do?” Jisung just laughed shaking his head.

“I’m heading out hyung. Don’t work all night.” Chan laughed and nodded.

“You either...” Jisung laughed.

“Oh I have my work cut out for me tonight I think.” Chan shook his head.

“Yea I think so too brother. Good luck! Have a good night.” Jisung clapped his friend on the back and then headed out to have dinner with his beautiful girlfriend who, obviously wanted a little attention. Well you had Jisung’s now but Jisung couldn’t let you know that of course. You smirked at him expecting him to admonish you for your behavior just then in the studio but he had his big toothy smile plastered on his face.

“Heya gorgeous, let’s eat!” He placed his hand on the small of your back and led you out. Jisung was all smiles on the car ride to the restaurant too, his hand gently resting on your thigh as he drove. You with your cute bratty little pout for not getting the reaction you’d hoped for. When Jisung parked he got out and quickly ran around to open your door for you. Your silky leg emerged from the car and he took your hand, helping you out. You smiled at him finally. Teasing or not, your man treated you well and you were thankful for that.

“Thank you Sungie.” You kissed the beauty mark on his cheek, your favorite place to peck him. He winked at you.

“Anything for my angel.” He palmed your ass and you giggled and went inside. You were seated at the usual booth you reserved when eating at that restaurant. It was a half-moon shape and allowed you to sit next to each other instead of across. Jisung liked sitting by you. Everything was lovely as usual. You ordered your drinks and an appetizer, your meal was absolutely delicious, both of you picking off the other’s plate as well. You’d both opted for one more drink instead of dessert tonight. Jisung had his own ideas about dessert for later. The hand that had rested on your thigh since dinner was done slowly slid up higher. Jisung wanted to tease you a little to get you back for that move with Chan, wanted to trace your slit over your panties and make you squeeze those sexy thighs together but when Jisung ran his finger up your slit, there were no panties to tease you over. You let out a breathy laugh and Jisung stiffened up, moving his hand back down your thigh. He leaned over his lips right against your ear.

“No panties? In this short slutty little dress? Really?” You licked your lips smiling and nodded.

“So when you bent over for Chan earlier were you just trying to show him what I get to fill?” His hand left your leg and rubbed the back of your neck before gently grabbing a handful of hair at your nape. You shrugged and cocked your eyebrow.

“Get your ass out to the car now. I’ll pay for dinner and then when I get you home, you’re gonna fucking pay beautiful.” He pulled your hair a little tighter, you moaned softly, and he let go.

“Now go.” You slid out of the booth and made your way out of the restaurant and to the car like Jisung had told you to. You were so wet already and still had the drive home. There was still time to press Jisung’s buttons too and you were going to every chance you got tonight. Jisung got in the car silently, started it and headed towards your shared house. No sooner than he’d pulled out of the parking lot you lifted your skirt, spread your pussy lips, and started playing with your slick cunt, teasing your clit. Jisung glanced over and his eyes narrowed on you again.

“Oh I know you aren’t playing with my pussy when you know your ass is getting punished tonight.” You gathered your arousal and rubbed faster panting.

“If you know what’s good for you, you won’t cum.” He warned you again but did nothing to actually stop you. You stuck your fingers from your other hand inside your hole and started pumping them teasing your clit harder. Jisung licked his lips, fuck he wanted to taste you so bad, you knew he did too. You pushed yourself into your orgasm, shaking in the passenger seat as you worked yourself through your peak. You rubbed your juices around with your fingers and went to put them in your mouth. Jisung gripped your wrist tightly stopping you. He pulled your hand over and sucked on your fingers cleaning your cum from them himself. He took your fingers from his mouth then shoved your hand back down in your lap and pulled your skirt down. He looked ready to spit fire.

“You’re so fucked tonight baby.” The rest of the car ride was dead silent and the tension was building. As soon as Jisung put the car in park he reached over and grabbed your hair, pulling you nose to nose with him. He licked at your lips and pulled a little harder.

“Get the fuck in that house now. Act like a dirty cock hungry slut I’m gonna treat you like one.” He let go of your hair, you got out of the car and walked towards the front door like he told you to. He unlocked and opened the door, letting you walk in first. As soon as the door was shut and locked Jisung pushed you against it hard and wrapped his fingers around your throat.

“You’ve pushed my button’s all night baby. Flirting with Chan, no panties, playing with my pussy and coming?” He tsked you. You smiled ear to ear pleased with yourself. You wanted to rile him up and your task was achieved. He squeezed tighter and you could feel your arousal start to coat the insides of your thighs.

“Oh you think it’s funny?” You cocked and eyebrow and shook your head yes. He grabbed a hand full of your hair with his free hand and pulled your head back.

“We’ll see how funny you think it is here in just a minute. Bedroom... NOW.” He let go and pointed towards your room. You walked at a leisurely pace, wiggling your ass with each step. Jisung just shook his head and followed behind. Once you both were in the bedroom the real fun could begin.

“What should I-” Jisung’s hand was around your throat again.

“You should shut your mouth unless I’m stuffing my cock into it understand?” You nodded.

“Say it.” He let up off your throat enough for your to speak.

“I understand.”

“Good now what’s our one unbreakable rule?”

“Red means stop.” He cupped your face and kissed you sweetly.

“That’s my girl.” The switch flipped back on.

“Get on the bed, face down ass up.” He squeezed your neck and then pushed you back towards the bed letting go so that you could do as he’d told you. You crawled on the bed on your hands and knees. He walked over and kneeled by you.

“I said face down!” He grabbed your wrists from between your legs and pulled them back making you fall into the mattress face down. He ran his hands over the swell of your plump ass over your dress. He left the bed for a moment to grab something. When he came back he was behind you again, he gripped your dress and suddenly you felt the cool blunt side of a pair of scissors as they cut up the back of your dress. Once he had it cut up the back entirely, he roughly yanked the fabric from your body then started cutting it into strips. After he cut your dress into four strips, he went to work tying you up. He grabbed one of the hands he’d pulled between your legs and tied it to your ankle, then he pulled on the other and tied it to the other ankle. Now there was no getting out of the position he’d demanded you take. He grabbed another strip and tied it around your eyes.

“Ji I can’t see eith-” You whined and he interrupted you.

“Is my cock in your mouth? I don’t think it is because you’d be choking if it was. Now close your mouth. This is a punishment. No touching no seeing and...” He walked over to your dresser and pulled out a pair of your panties. He shoved them in your mouth and then took the fourth strip of fabric tying it around your mouth stuffed with our own panties. Jisung got up off the bed and admired his work. You were naked, tied and gagged. Your cunt was glistening with your juices, he was dying to taste you again but he had to punish you. He took off his shirt and unbuckled his belt, you could hear all of this happening, hyper aware of sounds with your other senses taken away. You wished you could see him, fuck Jisung had a beautiful body, tan and broad defined.

“I’m going to grab a few things; don’t you go anywhere.” He laughed as he made his way over to a very specific drawer you kept. He was pulling out his arsenal for punishment and you had no idea what that meant. He grabbed a few things it sounded like and then was back over on the bed behind you. Jisung spread you apart and spit on your asshole, suddenly you felt something cool circling your hole and you clenched with excitement.

“Open up baby, your ass is getting stretched.” He spit on your asshole again and then started to push in the tip of the butt plug you were all too familiar with. It was a pretty pink glass one that he got you for your last anniversary. You moaned around the panties in your mouth as you felt it slide in and fill you. Once the cute little glass rose was the only thing sticking out of your ass Jisung grabbed his next tool. He was going to spit on your pussy but you were so creamy he didn’t bother. He pushed the bullet he had grabbed inside you, then he was off again, grabbing yet another tool he’d pulled from the special drawer. Jisung drug what he grabbed across your ass cheeks and you clenched around the butt plug. You felt the little leather straps of the flogger trace your skin causing goosebumps to erupt all over your body.

“You know your ass is in trouble now don’t you?” He gently slapped you with it.

“You think you can just act like a whore?” Smack, a little harder, you clenched again and moaned.

“Try and show Chan my holesl?” Smack, a little harder, your juices were dripping down your legs.

“You would've let him fuck you right there wouldn’t you?” You shook your head no but he smacked you again anyway, light pink marks started to appear after that one.

“Don’t lie to me dirty slut! I saw you flirting with him!” He smacked you again. You wanted to moan out but your mouth was stuffed with panties keeping you quiet, just like Jisung told you to be.

“I’ll keep your holes so busy you won’t think of anyone’s cock but mine.” Jisung grabbed the remote to the bullet he put inside you and turned it on low. Your muffled sounds and the buzzing inside you were all that could be heard. Jisung slapped you with the flogger again, not as hard but this time the soft leather straps landed across your cunt. You tried to press your legs together but couldn’t. He slapped your pussy with the flogger again then teased you with the tips of the straps your pussy juices were dripping down your belly.

“Are you gonna cum? Did I fucking say you could cum!?” Slap across your ass again, hard. You tried to answer but couldn’t.

“Quiet! I don’t need an answer, I didn’t say you can cum so you can’t.” Smack smack smack then leather straps slowly drug across your ass that was burning now. Jisung tossed the flogger and took off his pants and boxers, stroking his thick cock.

“I’m gonna take this gag off your mouth for one reason and one reason only and that’s to replace it with another. You better get ready to choke down some dick. I'm fucking that throat hard tonight. “ Jisung crawled by your head and gathered your hair into a ponytail pulling on it hard, lifting your head from the mattress, holding it up and untying the gag. As soon as it was loose you spit your panties out and took a deep breath the bullet vibrator and butt plug still driving you mad. Jisung tilted your face up towards him.

“Open your fucking mouth.” You did as you were told and Jisung spit into it. He stuck three fingers in, rubbing it around, pressing on your tongue, then gagging you with his fingers, making your mouth water more. He pulled his fingers out and rubbed your spit all over your face, then shoved his cock into your mouth, two hands gripping your hair tightly as he held you up and fucked your throat hard. The gagging and squelching made Jisung throb. He pulled you off patting your cheek.

“Open wide whore.” He shoved his cock back into the back of your throat thrusting. Slapping your cheek again then he reached over and started slapping your pussy and you screamed around his cock. He pulled out, drool and precum dripped from your lips and chin. He leaned down close to your already fucked out face as you gasped for air.

“I’m gonna fuck your face hard now baby and then I’m gonna cum down your throat and you better swallow every drop I give you. Got it?” Your open mouth was his answer.

“Stick out your fucking tongue.” He slapped his cock on your tongue and face then rubbed his tip against it hard.

“That’s right open up, that’s my good little cock hungry slut.” Jisung had fist fulls of hair again, he pulled hard tilting your head back and spit in your mouth again then fucked your throat hard, he could see the tip bulging in your neck. He held you up by your hair tightly with one hand and pinched your nose with the other as he continued his relentless thrusts to your face. You gagged hard around his tip and a strangled moan was your only warning before Jisung started coming down your throat warm and thick. With your nose plugged you had only one choice which was swallow. He let go of your nose and pulled you off his cock panting, face covered in spit and cum. He let go of your hair and your face fell back into the mattress your ass perched up still. Jisung looked at your glistening cunt and tsked you again.

“And you were doing so well... coming without permission. He slapped your pussy and you jumped still sensitive from your orgasm you had hoped he would miss seeing.

“Well now you’re gonna cum until I say stop.” Jisung pulled out the bullet and grabbed something else. You only realized it was a wand vibrator once he pushed it against your clit and turned it on. You moaned out and you were thankful you weren’t gagged anymore. He pushed two fingers into your hole and started pumping them fast and hard while he turned up the vibrator.

“Cum.” Your legs started shaking as another orgasm washed over your whole body. He pushed the vibrator against your clit harder and turned it up more. The squelching of his fingers pumping in and out of you got louder and louder. You still tried to squeeze your legs closed even though you knew it was pointless. Jisung spit on your cunt and started slapping it, turning the vibrator up more and then pushing three fingers inside you. You screamed and got a warning.

“Keep it down or I’ll cum on your panties and shove them back in, do you fucking hear me?!” You nodded as you came again quieter with your face buried in the mattress. Jisung kept going taking you to another peak and pushing further and further until you were a drooling babbling mess begging him.

“Awww baby... check in huh? What’s your color.” You took a deep breath.

“Fucking green don’t you dare fucking stop.” You panted out. He gave you that mischievous smile of his.

“Such a good little whore for me, begging for me to stop, I’ll stop baby, I’ll stop... I’ll stop when you squirt all over these sheets.” His fingers pumped inside you deep and hard hitting your g spot over and over, harder and harder, your asshole clenched around the butt plug still nestled inside you and Jisung turned the vibrator all the way up. Your juices sprayed from you as you screamed into the mattress to keep the volume down. Jisung dropped the vibrator and started slapping your clit as you squirt and dripped cum down your legs. He rubbed his fingers back and forth as you sprayed a mess of your cum all over yourself and the bed. You could hear Jisung sucking on his fingers, savoring your taste he leaned over and licked and sucked at your cunt collecting your cum on his tongue as you twitched and shook from overstimulation. Jisung crawled up by your head, his cock long, thick and hard again. He pulled your blindfold off and after a second you could see clearly. You saw Jisung kneeling stroking his big dick.

“You’re gonna lay there and watch me stroke my cock until I paint that pretty fucked out face. You haven’t earned my cum in any other holes yet. So you’re gonna wear it and eat it.” Jisung spit on his cock and started jerking off with both hands, tugging roughly on his balls, twisting his wrist as he squeezed his tip. The squelching and fapping in front of your face got faster and louder, he spit on his cock again moaning as he felt his orgasm approaching. He aimed his cock at your face.

“Open that fucking mouth up, open it slut!” You opened your mouth and Jisung leaned in, twitched and started coming on your face and in your mouth.

“Ohhhh fuck yeaaa wear it baby, lick it up, ohhhh fuck yes so hungry for my cum aren’t you?” You licked your lips and any cum that dripped down your face nodding. Jisung shoved his cock in your mouth.

“Suck it out, get it all.” He pulled his dick out of your mouth and slapped it against your cum cover face. He smeared his load all over your face with his hand, then shoved his fingers in your mouth gagging you.

“Fucking suck them!” You sucked and cleaned his cum from his fingers and he gently slapped your cum covered cheek.

“Such a dirty fucking whore. Let’s clean you up a little.” Jisung wiped up your face and tossed the cum rag crawling behind you again.

“You’re gonna take this cock now, as hard as I want to give it to you, and you’re gonna thank me while I wreck your cunt. Got it.” You nodded any fight that was in you completely fucked out already. Jisung pushed the tip of his cock inside you then shoved his whole fat cock in to his balls making you scream.

“I asked you a fucking question! DO YOU GOT IT YOU FUCKING SLUT!?” He rammed into you harder.

“YES! FUCK YES!” Deeper, harder.

“YES WHAT?!” He spanked your ass hard.

“YES PLEASE DADDY! THANK YOU!!!” He held you down and started railing you.

“You’re my fucking cum dump understand?!” He started fucking you harder just absolutely ravenous.

“Your’s Daddy I’m your hole to cum in fuck fuck fuck!”

“You want Chan to fuck your mouth don’t you? Huh? Fucking slut. Maybe I’ll leave you tied up, call Chan let him fuck you open too hmm? I know we talked about Minho joining before, maybe call him too huh?Let him take a hole too? Sounds like a good idea to me. You were so eager to show Chan my fucking holes, dirty fucking slut.” He rammed his dick into you harder and harder your juicy pussy dripping and squishing.

“Fucking whore, look how wet you are thinking about me and my friends taking all your holes.” He pumped the butt plug in your ass and continued his breakneck pace pounding into your abused hole.

“You wish that was Minho’s dick in your ass don’t you?” He shoved the butt plug deeper and you moaned out.

“Want Minho to fuck your asshole open while I tear up this cunt?! DON’T YOU!?” You couldn’t speak he was fucking you so hard, so good, all you could do was gasp for air and nod. He grabbed you by the hair with both hands again pulling hard, holding you up as he fucked your tight cunt fast and hard, his balls slapping wet against your pussy lips.

“Want us to gang bang you huh? My cock hungry little slut aren’t you?! FUCKING SAY IT!” He pulled your hair yanking your head back further.

“I-I-I'm a-a-a cock h-hungry s-s-slut! W-want you a-a-all to f-f-fuck my-my holes!!!” Jisung started spanking your ass hard over and over as he fucked you.

“I knew it you fucking whore! These are my holes, you fucking hear me?! If they get filled it’s because I let them understand!? SPEAK!” You nodded and screamed.

“YESYESYESYES your holes fuck! They’re yours Daddy YOURS!!!” He slammed into you hard one more time and pulled out. He reached over to the table and grabbed the scissors cutting the straps that had you tied together. Your body fell flat against the bed face down as you tried to catch your breath. Jisung rolled you over and settled between your thighs.

“Checking in baby what’s your color?” You sighed as he ran his fingertips up and down your body.

“MMmmgreen Sungie.” He smiled and smoothed your hair away from your face and started rubbing your whole cunt with his hand.

“I’m gonna fill this pussy up with my babies, that way everyone knows who you belong to. You gonna have my pretty babies gorgeous?” You nodded.

“God yes! Cum inside me Daddy, put your babies in me!” He smiled.

“There’s my angel.” He slid into you and started rolling his hips slow and deep. When he bottomed out you could feel him rub against your g spot and the butt plug and your body buzzed as the coil inside you wound up again. Jisung leaned over and wrapped both hands around your throat squeezing as he fucked you harder snapping his hips into yours.

“Such a good girl, my sweet sweet angel, you’re gonna cum for me one more time right? You’re gonna cum with me?” You nodded as he squeezed tighter your face turning red.

“GOD FUCK! SO SEXY! FUCK! TAKE THAT COCK! I’VE GOT A BIG LOAD FOR YOU PRETTY! GONNA FILL YOU UP!!” He slammed his fat cock into you harder and harder pushing the butt plug deeper with each thrust. You started coming hard, your mouth falling open in a scream silenced by Jisung’s hands choking you as he chased his own orgasm.

“Beg for me baby! Be a good girl and beg for my cum! Maybe I’ll give it to you if you beg me real nice!” He let up off your throat, gripped your hips and started jackhammering into you, the sound of wet skin slapping filled the room along with your begs and screams for Jisung’s cum.

“GIVE IT TO ME DADDY FILL ME UP GOOD! FUCK YOUR CUM IN ME DEEP WANT MAKE SURE IT TAKES DADDY WANNA HAVE YOUR BABIES FUCKFUCKFUCK PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! GODFUCKSHITFUCK!” Jisung moaned out loud, pushed his hips flush against yours as he started twitching and coming inside you.

“Oh you feel me beautiful? OH FUCK!” He pushed in deeper as his cum filled your cunt. He kept thrusting making sure to get every drop inside you.

“Hold it in there angel.” He stroked his cock, his tip still pressed inside you as the last of his load filled you. He pulled out grabbed the back of your knees and pushed your legs back, lifting your ass up off the bed so his cum would slide deeper inside you instead of squeezing out of your swollen hole.

“Good girl, hold it in.” He massaged your ass cheeks and then gently pulled out your butt plug. After he set your legs down he fell on top of you, his body weight crushing you. You liked it when he crushed you after. You liked to feel Jisung so close after you had hard intense sex like that. He cooed in your ear as he laid on top of you, whispering sweet nothings about his endless love for you. How perfect you were, how lucky he was to have you, his hands rubbed up and down your body as you both came back from the earth shattering sex you just had. After cooling down Jisung rolled off of you and got up to get a bath ready for the two of you. Jisung turned and looked at you laying on the bed fucked out.

“You know...” You looked over at him when he spoke up suddenly.

“If you’re really down... I can talk to Chan and Minho. I’m sure they’d be game.” You leaned up on one elbow biting at your lip as you could feel your body flush thinking about what your boyfriend was proposing. You could feel his cum starting to ooze from you.

“Really?!” He walked over and kneeled on the bed kissing your lips.

“Absolutely, one rule though...” Jisung ran his fingers through your slit rubbing the cum that was leaking from you all over your tender cunt then shoving them inside your pussy, making you tremble.

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angelwithdemonictendencies · 1 year

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every new lover is a shapeshifter, a magical being; i’d bite his lips ‘til they’re bloody, just to see him scowl, just to make him you.

tz11 x reader x jh86: jack isn’t trevor, but he’s close enough (not really).

(warnings: blasphemous filth, oral sex (f on m), penetrative sex (m on f), choking (no way?), hair pulling (obviously), spanking (cringing as a write that word), degradation, praise, squirting (cringing harder), obviously dirty talk (i’m a bit of a sex god amongst my fellow virgins). please be warned, don’t read if you’re not 100% sure.)

long a/n: please be kind. i didn’t check for typos. i swear i don’t hate jack (i love him, but sometimes the #1 draft pick has to be second choice). i also don’t think trevor is capable of this kind of eloquent language, jealousy does crazy things to people (like work miracles. and if you get a 10 minute misconduct penalty for talking shit, you like to toss your girl around in bed). this is literally the most homoerotic thing i’ve ever written (is there anything gayer than teaching your best friend how to fuck your ex?). i know tz11 doesn’t call jh86 “jack,” but name something more unsexy than the nickname “hughie.” petition for all players to call their friends good boy. anyways, gif is not mine. let me know what you think! it’s lonely up here in the sin bin (my head).

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you justified it by thinking it was really trevor who was hurting jack, not you. at least not you altogether.

if trevor wanted to call things off with you for the hundredth time, because of the millionth bullshit fight, who would you be to ignore his best friend’s heated gaze? to turn him away when he told you that “z never treated you right”? to push his wandering hands off of your sides?

so you didn’t.

you let jack’s hands slide down to your waist, let him pull you against him, indulged him, snaked a hand around his neck and into his soft hair.

“you gonna let me take you upstairs, pretty boy?” you whispered into his ear, almost laughed at how quickly he took your hand and tugged you into the nearest bedroom. you immediately pushed him back onto the bed, climbed on top of him, ducking down to claim his lips in a kiss that burned. he groaned as you ground your hips down into him, felt him harden underneath you.

you leaned forward, trying to will him to kiss you harder, as you liked. you took one of his hands, threaded it through your own hair. “pull it,” you ordered.

“aw, sugar,” came a figure from behind you. neither of you had heard to door open. “tryin’ to show him how to fuck you like i do?”

jack bolted upright, while you, still straddling his best friend, leisurely turned your head around to face your ex-boyfriend.

“he’s a fast learner, trev,” you praised, smiled when you felt jack grow even harder at your words. “besides, this has nothing to do with you. you broke up with me, remember?”

trevor clenched his jaw, ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek. “well, then,” he said, gesturing flippantly, “by all means, don’t let me stop you, sugar.” jack looked hesitantly between you and trevor. “go on,” he continued, “since this has nothing to do with me.” he sat down in a chair in a corner of the bedroom, legs spread invitingly. “god knows he’s wanted you since i first had you.”

you smiled a razor sharp grin, turning back to jack. “that true, pretty boy?” you asked through your lashes, pulling down his boxers in the process, slowly palming his cock. “been thinkin’ ‘bout me?”

when he whimpered in affirmation, you took him in your mouth, groaned when he rooted a hand in your hair and pulled.

“oh god,” he moaned, breaths coming heavy. “ah, good girl, baby.”

you pushed yourself further down and hollowed out your cheeks, humming as you enjoyed jack’s loud moans.

“that’s perfect, baby,” he all but gasped, “so good.”

trevor rolled his eyes from his chair, but he couldn’t help but bring a hand to run over the tip of cock at the sight of you, on your knees for his best friend like you had been so many times for him.

you continued your motions until jack’s hips began to lift off of the bed, until his whimpers grew desperate and his grip on your hair lost persuasion.

you pulled your mouth away from him, twisting your hand around his dick and running a thumb over the sensitive tip. “you close, jack?” you asked, voice syrupy sweet. “want you to cum for me so bad.”

he tilted his head back, groaned. you turned your head to the side, made eye contact with trevor, now lazily fucking into his fist. “wanted you for so long, pretty boy,” you pleaded, staring into trevor’s eyes. “please, please, will you cum for me?”

jack immediately spilled into your awaiting mouth with a deep moan, groaned again as he watched you swallow.

“so good, baby,” he said, pulling you up for a kiss. “you’re so perfect.” you smiled, if not a bit half-heartedly.

a laugh from the corner broke the spell. “gonna tell him you’re not so into praise, sugar?” trevor said, now approaching the bed. “or maybe i should just show him how to fuck you right.” he turned to jack. “what do you say, jack? want a masterclass on how to make my sugar cum?”

“you had your chance, z,” jack said, little more than a mumble.

trevor smirked. “oh, don’t worry baby,” he teased his best friend, “you can have some of her, too. sure she’d love that.”

he pulled you abruptly away from jack and towards him, cock standing at full attention. “and what about you, hm?” he said, finally talking to you directly. you felt yourself grow wet at his searing gaze. “you want to cum?”

you nodded, however pathetic it made you feel. trevor hadn’t fucked you in days. maybe you could chalk it up to withdrawals.

his returning smirk oozed with cocky pride before he flipped you onto your stomach so you were again facing jack.

“c’mon then,” trevor said, almost impatiently, “show him what he’s been missing.”

your hand immediately went to jack’s re-hardening dick, slowly tugging up and down, savoring his sensitivity after his first orgasm. you peered up into jack’s eyes, basking in the effect your gaze had on him.

seemingly bored, trevor harshly pushed your head into the bed, smirked when you gasped. “lesson one,” he said, lifting up your hips, “my sugar likes it rough.”

he firmly brought a hand down across your ass, paused to hear your familiar moan before repeating the action. with his other hand, he pressed his palm against your clit, waited for you to grind back against him before smacking you again, harder.

trevor dragged two fingers lazily through your folds, brought his hand up so jack could see it. “see?” his voice was smug. “probably just about ready, aren’t you?”

before you could register it, he thrust into you hard and deep, your mind being pulled between stimulations like a pendulum.

he groaned, a guttural sound compared to jack’s mirroring whimpery ones.

“lesson two,” he continued, “none of that ‘you’re so perfect’ bullshit.” he pulled your head and neck back up to him by your hair, loved how you winced and cried out at the sensation. “she’s a slut who likes to be told as much.”

it was your turn to whimper as trevor continued his relentless rhythm, all while you continued to bring jack closer to a second orgasm.

trevor made eye contact with jack. “your turn,” he ordered.

to your surprise, jack wrapped a hand around your exposed throat and squeezed. your body felt like it was blurring at the edges. “that’s it, baby,” he cooed, “want me to cum again, yeah?” his voice grew tight. “know you love it.”

you moaned jack’s name loudly. trevor rolled his eyes. “oh, good boy,” he sneered at his friend, then smacked your ass again. “but who’s fucking you so good, sugar? hm?” at your silence, his voice grew raspy. “say my name.”

your own voice was desperate. “you are, trevor, you are.”

he smirked. “been such a slut, haven’t you?” trevor continued. “sleeping with my friends.” he pulled your hair back higher so you were forced to look him in the eye. “if you missed my cock so bad, you should have said so.”

you felt your clench around him at his words. he groaned, satisfied.

“lesson three,” he continued, although more tightly, “when you fuck into her like this,” he emphasized his point by angling his hips up into you, “and rub her like this,” he bit out, a hand coming down to make circles on your clit. he grunted with each thrust as you grew tighter, closer. “just do this,” he all but growled as he splayed a hand across your stomach and pushed up. despite everything, trevor let out a low, arrogant laugh. “sugar will just love that,” he finished as you practically screamed his name, legs spasming as you squirted all over his cock.

jack came again at the sight, wispy moans wafting through the room, while trevor came a few more thrusts into you, too tight, too much.

his deep final grunts gave you a comforting but disorienting sense of deja vu.

eventually, your legs stilled and you regained conscious thought. you felt the rhythm of the two heaving chests next to you in your bones. jack absentmindedly ran a hand back and forth across your thigh.

eventually, trevor got up, got dressed. you thought he might finally kiss you, that maybe you’d get to feel his lips on yours, that you’d get to just barely pull at his hair while biting down on his bottom lip, just as he liked. but it didn’t happen. he began to walk towards the door.

“have fun with my sugar, jack,” he advised lightheartedly. who would he be to control you? you could be jack’s for now, but you would always be unmistakably and utterly his.

and didn’t you both know it.

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bangytell · 7 months

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A Little Help

Practically on my knees, but I know I shouldn't think about it, you know what you're doin' to me. Ariana Grande –Break up with your girlfriend, Cause i'm bored

Summary: Jungkook offers to be a rebound after your ex, Jimin, just cheated on you, What could go wrong with that?

Genre: Friends to Lovers

Rated: m +18

Pairing: Jimin x reader, Jungkook x reader

Word Count:2k

Warnings: oral (f receveing), (m receveing), protected sex, and maybe just a bit angsty at the beginning

a/n: I went to a party, some things happened with a couple i just met and i got all crazy with this idea, i finished up at 5 am and i enjoyed pouring everything out. Also i believe that after looking at those Jungkook photos for that magazine got me thinking different. Anyway just enjoyy.

You have never done something like this, and coming from the you that got hurt, shouldn't mean a good thing. But why the heck not? Jimin didn't even think once before being unfaithful, why would you take a second to rethink this, he offered, and you’re drunk enough to ride the motorcycle. With your arms around his toned torso, he takes you to his loft.

Only this time for something different, something never crossed your mind before.

It was a warm day in August, Jimin finally had agreed to meet your parents, and everything between you two seemed to be just how it was supposed to be; he treated you like a princess, bought you flowers, nothing could be wrong, right? Except that it was, after the dinner with your parents, and getting the same lecture from your best friend Namjoon beforehand “how can you trust the man after dating for five whole months and not asking to meet your parents” now it comes to your mind, all those times that the said it, and he loved you, that was why he told you, but Jimin had you in his arms, so foolishly in love to ever realized that you were the girl he could keep lying to the most time. The next day you went to Jimin’s apartment, to surprise, when actually the surprise was more for you, he was fucking with a classmate of yours, on the same couch you did it several times. You didn’t cry, you didn’t scream or shouted anything, you closed the door and walked away. Jimin went behind you, saying that it was all a mistake, that he loved you and would change for you, as if that could mean anything by that point.

“Jimin, get the fuck away from me, we are done, don’t call me, don’t look for me, we are over, go back to fucking that whore” he didn’t move anymore, in the five months you dated not that much of curse words came with your vocabulary, he was obviously shocked, and so were you.

You called Namjoon, he answers and after you said your sad hello and he asks was wrong, you cry, every memory comes to your mind

“Where are you?” “At your apartment?” you make a noise, something to agree on what he asked and he hangs up, after 20 minutes you hear your door, is him.

It’s always been like this, Namjoon always had your back. And you have his, 5 years of friendship will have to take as something.

He doesn’t ask, he hugs you, lays with you on the couch and strokes your hair while you cry for you don’t know how long.

“He cheated on me”

“It's better for you like this” you nod, cause he always told you that.

You made a poor choice of boyfriends before, and every breakup Namjoon had always said the same.

After a week of feeling like shit, you get a phone call, as you watch your romantic comedy movie, but you choose to answer.

“Namjoon, I told you like five times that I don’t want to go to that club” you answer, as an instinct, it is always Namjoon who calls you, right? you hear a soft chuckle on the line, and when you check, you don’t recognize the number

“I’m not Namjoon, is Jungkook actually” his voice sounds raspy

“Jungkook?” you hear music in the background, and a few laughs, is he at a party?

“Yes, I already said that” he chuckles, again, and something within you lightened up

“Why would you be calling me? and what do you want? I told Jimin not to look for me”

“Those were a lot of questions, how about you come over to this party, and I can tell you all about it” you don’t answer, what if Jimin is at the party? “Jimin is not here, if you are asking, but Namjoon is, he asked me to convince you” you chuckle this time

“Why would he tell you?”

“He thinks I have a way with people, are you coming?”

Jimin’s best friend is inviting you to a party, where he could be, cause they are best friends, you dont wanna see him and get drunk, cause if you do that you don't know if he will stay ex that way.

“C’mon beautiful, just enjoy yourself a little”

“I'll go, but don't tell me beautiful again” he chuckles

“You’ll have fun sweetheart, I promise, and you said not to call me beautiful, so i didn’t” was he always like this? maybe not because you were dating his friend, but you could take the chance

“Text me the location” and you hang up, you change your pajamas for a brown top and a pair of jeans, with sneakers, get a bit of eyeliner, not too much or you'll get carried away.

[Here’s the address, beautiful:) \location\] he texted you

[I thought I told you not to call me that] he replied with an emoji the kiss one, you get the keys to your car, cause surely Namjoon doesn’t have his and you drive, it's actually close, after 10 minutes your car is already parked and you text Jungkook that you're outside, he comes to the door to greet you it was a fraternity party, so loud, louder than when he called you, maybe he was further away.

You walk in and Namjoon hugs you and whispers “you look amazing” . He smells so much of alcohol you respond that he looks great too.

You get a few drinks, talk to Namjoon and his friend, Hoseok, as always, he’s all touchy with you, he stopped when Jimin and you dated, but knows that all is over. What you don't notice is Jungkook's gaze directed at you, and Hobi’s hand on your thigh, you brush it off, probably wasn't even looking at you there's a lot of people at the party.

You get up, to smoke a cigarette outside, you need the fresh air, Jungkook follows you.

“Hey” Jungkook was there, next to you at the balcony.

“Hey, you” he smirks

“You look so beautiful” you chuckle, letting go of the smog of the cigarette

“And why do you decide to say this now?” he shrugs and you smoke a little more

“We have a class together, remember?” you nod, it was the same as Jimin. French. The one you don't actually have to take, but seems to be the easier, just to fill the school schedule

“That’s where i met Jimin, and.. you”

“But i can’t compete with Jimin, that’s for sure” you chuckle, he had him in a pedestal or something

“Jimin already wins at being the most cheater, are you trying to win that?” he denies with his head, your cigarette is done by now, but by the way Jungkook is looking at you, you don't know if you wanna go back inside

“Jimin did you wrong, I told him that one day you'll find out”

“So you knew and didn't tell me? well talk about loyalty”

“It's not like that” you shrug, and light up another cigarette

“Then what is it like Jeon, hm?” you don't know where the confidence is coming, so you just go with it.

“I didn't want to hurt you Y\N?” you chuckle

“Me? Why would you care about me and not your friend?”

“Believe it or not, it was about you, it was always about you” you gaze him, hes serious, not moving with his eyes locked with yours, so full and big you could get lost

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Now that you're done with him, let me get through you”

“You wanna fuck with me?” he chuckles

“Not just that Y/N, or if that is what you want, i'll have it”

“Explain it to me, everything” he leans closer, you're surprised he still hasn't looked at your boobs, his cologne smells amazing, so soft but not sweet, and not to much to smell from afar but enough to notice when you're close enough, like how you're right now.

“I always liked you Y/N since the first semester” but you have only met him the first semester, how?... “I took french cause Jimin told me that was were the good looking girls went, and i was a freshman, so we went together, and he always had that charm with women, I don't know how he does it, he went after every girl at the classroom, but i could only looked at you, how your copper hair was always shining, how after every lesson you just knew everything” he noticed all that? “Am I scaring you?” he noticed your expression, but you're not scared, not at all.

“No, you aren't”

“Jimin got your attention before i tried, and i just couldn't tell him that i liked you, he was my friend, first foremost and i know it hasn't been long since you left him, but give me a chance, give me tonight, and if you think that you can't get him out of your mind, i'll leave it be”

“Jungkook, I-...” why not? Even he knew that Jimin didn't treat you right, all the time you dated he cheated, he just wanted one girl after the other.

Why not try one night with someone that will appreciate it. Why not? Screw it.

You kissed him, slowly, his hand went to your neck, slowly pulling to deepen the kiss, your hands were on his arms, trying to grasp from something.

When you pull away, just a little, still close to him you whisper under your breath “Take me out of here” he nods, you go inside, ask who hasn't drink that much, Hobi is your answer, you give him the car keys and tell him to take Namjoon home, he agrees, and you step away again, the music now is more quieter, leaving you with your thoughts while you wait Jungkook to bring his motorcycle from where he left it. And that bring us to the beginning where you're on your way to an apartment you only visited once or twice in the five months you dated him, not saying his name now while your hands can feel the toned body of Jungkook, he works out, regularly, more than him; you can tell, his back is wider, and more firm. You arrive after 30 minutes, once inside neither of you can't wait, after tasting those soft lips you can't seem to have enough.

The bed is upstairs, it is a nice building, his bedroom is surrounded by windows, you're way too high up for anyone to see, to hear you maybe it will be easier.

He helps you get naked, slowly taking his time with each cloth, kissing and licking making his way through your body.

He caress your breast while getting each nipple sucked but not in a way that hurts like Jim… he makes you look at him, while opens up your legs and gets in between them

“Aren't you taking your clothes off” he smirks and denies with his head

“Not yet baby doll” he caresses your thighs, slowly making his way up to your vagina “I wanna make sure that you cum more than one time” he doesn't give you time to answer, or to think.

at the edge of his bed he start to lick you, he knows where, how, and is making you squirm, he starts to fasten his pace

“Jungkook…” you try to tell him that you dont wanna cum yet, that you need him inside, but before you can think of that, he already made you finish while you said his name. Like a mantra, like when you were little and at school they make you repeat everything. Jungkook's name does not leave your mouth.

He slowly gets away from you, helps you lay down while he goes away a little to his night stand. He makes you sit down so you can see him get naked, he starts with his shirt, his tattoos that hugs his skin makes him look so good, he continues with his pants, and you get

to see his dick, by now is wet with pre cum and that makes you feel good about yourself, like you know that just by being you he gets like that. And it is like that. He starts to rip the condom when you stand to get him closer, he didnt expect when you start to lick the tip of his dick, getting full of your saliva and trying to get inside your mouth as far as you can, he whisper under his breath your name, and you feel like you have to compensate what he did to you, but when you least expected he had already got you laying down again. he gets the condom in and asks you, getting in missionary “Are you sure about this?” you smile and nod “Please say it” you grab him, his dick more specifically and answer

“Please, get inside of me” he smirks, and doesn't make you wait any longer, starts with a slow pace, looking at you while you moan and try to keep eye contact. His thrust get harder, same pace just harder, and you feel him get deeper and you moan louder

“Fuck! yes, like that!” he keeps the pace

“You like that huh gorgeous?” he smirks and you feel yourself more and more like you're becoming his, all fully to him

Now his thrust is faster, and with his thumb he starts to finger your clitoris, while he's inside of you, moaning your name and saying that you're all his in that raspy voice.

Once again you let yourself go while he's inside of you

“Yes baby, you feel amazing” he moans, and with a few more strokes he finishes inside of you, even with the condom that feels amazing.

He pulls away, and you try to stand to get to the bathroom. He gets to you after throwing the condom away

“I'll help you” he takes you in his arms and leaves you inside the bathroom “There's towels inside the closet and if you want i'll help you open the water so you'll get a hot shower” you thank him and he closes the door behind him. You'll never get this pampered after sex, it's weird to you. You don't need the shower so you get yourself dry after all the sweat. Maybe you'll have to go home after this, but it's so late, and you don't have your car and…

“Y/N? Are you good? I can borrow some clothes if you wanna sleep in”

You open the door, he's wearing a pair of boxers and now you miss your underwear.

“You don't have to bother, i'll just get an uber” he denies with his head

“I won't let you leave my house in an uber, I can get my car if you really wanna leave but i really would like it if you stay” by the end you already had your underwear on, next to his bed.

“You want me to stay? with you?” he nods

“Yes, with me, please sleep here, i can take my couch if you want” he pleaded and you nodded

“Okay, but borrow me some pajamas” he chuckled and helped you with some clothes.

You fell asleep under his arm, breathing so slowly and deep every detail in his face. His moles and dimples, the scar in his right cheek, you’ll be sure to ask for that later, after him saying good night and turning off the lights you drifted off.

The smell of coffee brings you back to life, the soreness in your body feels so much heavier and you can't seem to be able to get up. You hear Jungkook singing at a distance, he has a good pitch, your phone starts to sound, it's Namjoon, so you pick up.

“Where in the hell are you?’ he shouts

“I'm at Jungkook's house” you whisper, carefully not to call his attention for now

“Excuse me, what?” you chuckle a little

“It's a long story, to make it short right now this is the best sex i've had in like forever”

“Well thank you baby” you shout a little and Jungkook burst into laughter

“Jungkook… good morning?” you start to laugh too “I’ll call you back Nam, love you”

“I’m sorry” you cover up your face, that was embarrassing, at top of the list for sure

He takes your hands and you make eye contact.

“Sorry you had to hear that” he chuckled

“No worries honey, it was a boost to my ego so no hard feeling” you chuckled “And good morning, i made breakfast and coffee”

“What time is it?” he looks over his watch, he took a shower, his damp hair is falling his forehead and his skin was glowing with the sunrays through the windows

“It’s just 9 right now, i figured you have classes today so i let you sleep a little more” you smiled, he is always attentive?

“Thank you…” you smile and look down

“Is something the matter?” you deny with your head

“You’re too sweet” you gaze upon him, he smiles

“Is that the problem” you deny again

“No, it's just… new to me, just that”

“Well, i want to make it your routine, and still surprise you, if you let me”

“Let’s take it with ease, i smell pancakes” he nods

“Get up so i can drive you to your place and then to class, if that's okay with you”

“I think i'll have to accept, probably Hobi still has my car and i don't wanna be late”

“My pleasure gorgeous” you smile and feel really good

You know that everything around Jungkook feels better, somebody that actually treats you differently, maybe accepting tonight wasn't such a bad idea after all.

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