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I love your fics omg you're so talented

Can you make an adult world fic? Alex obviously. Like reader is working with him and Alex keeps pushing vibrators on her skin and laughing n stuff. Then she's sick of his shit right so then she goes to the back and does her thing out there but Alex keeps teasing her and he goes out back with her and he starts to like rub himself on her and put her hand on his boner. Stuff like that. Kinda non con but the reader likes it she just doesn't want to admit it.

Can you make Alex make the reader give him head too? If it's too much just do the teasing. Luv u <3

i tried my best to make this fit your request i hope i did alright, i’ve never really written anything non con i don’t even know if this fits as the category lol but either way hope you enjoy :)

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The Late Shift

Alex (Adult World) x f!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, slight non con, oral male receiving, sex toys (not used for sex tho), pretty rough sex tbh, lmk what else if i missed any

summary: as you and alex are doing your last work for the night, things take a different turn than what you expected…

word count: 2.2k

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You’ve never been big on sex. You like it of course. But you’ve never been one to experiment with sex toys or watch a ton of porn. So how you ended up working for a sex shop is a mystery. You were desperate for a job, and Adult World happened to be the closest, easiest place hiring. It’s been an easy job, for the most part. Except for one thing.

Your manager.

Alex is a good person, he’s funny, kind, and when you’re confused on anything he’s a great help. The only issue is how fucking attracted you are to him. You swear he’s the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. His dark curly hair, dark mysterious eyes, he’s perfect. You’ve never wanted a guy more than you want Alex. It makes working with him hard, but so far, you’ve managed. Barely.

Right now, the two of you are unpacking new sex toys for the store. You talk casually, but you focus more of your attention on the crazy shapes and sizes these dildos are. Alex must notice your surprise.

“Would you ever use one of these?” He asks, holding up a glass dildo with patterns on it.

You chuckle. “I think that thing would tear me apart.”

“I’ve seen girls stick way crazier things up their pussy’s, like food and shit,” Alex replies with a laugh.

“So that’s what you jerk off to? Good to know,” you tease.

“Yeah, I bet you wanted to know. Just so you know, ff I go searching tomorrow night and find a video of you sticking a cucumber up your pussy, I’ll cum so hard.”

You feel your cheeks go red at his comment but keep your composer. Sometimes Alex says things that make you a little uncomfortable, but you know it’s all jokes so you don’t care too much. Plus, it gives you hope that maybe he has the same feelings for you.

“Hey y/n, get a look at this,” Alex says.

Before you can look you feel the vibrations on your skin. You flinch and push Alex’s hand away, but he keeps putting the vibrator on you. He’s laughing, you’re not. You don’t find his distractions entertaining right now. After a few seconds of this you slap the vibrator out of his hand and glare at him.

“Stop Alex, I’m trying to work,” you snap. He keeps laughing and with each second that passes you become more annoyed.

“It’s just a joke calm your tits. I’m the manager dude it’s not like we’re gonna get in trouble for talking,” he replies.

You huff. “Just, stop okay.”

“How about you stop being such a buzz kill,” he mumbles under his breath.

You ignore his comment and continue to unpack. Things are calm for a few minutes, before Alex gets his hands on another vibrator. He presses it against your cheek this time. You immediately slap his hand away again, but this time you stand up and try your hardest not to lose your cool. He looks up at you, about to speak, but you cut him off before he can.

“I’m gonna take this box out to the garbage,” you say, picking up an empty box that once contained a number of dildos and walking to the back door without listening to his reply.

You wonder why he’s being so difficult tonight. He typically talks a lot during your shifts together, but this is different. Usually, his jokes and comments aren’t too bad, why’s tonight different? You get to the back of the store quick and stuff the box into the dumpster. When that’s done you lean back on the brick wall, a sigh escapes your lips at the silence, it’s nice not hearing Alex’s voice. You grab your phone out of your pocket and start to text your friends back.

Sadly, your peace is interrupted after only five minutes. Alex calls your name from the door, telling you to come back in and help him finish before you guys have to close up. You silently curse but follow his instructions. You feel a bit bad; you know he’s not trying to make you upset, but he just is. You promise yourself you’ll try your hardest to tolerate him, after all you only have an hour left till the store closes. You can suck it up.

You’re walking down one of the aisles when Alex appears in front of you. You give him a small smile. You feel worse looking at his innocent face. Maybe you were overreacting.

“Sorry for walking out, I’m just tired and I want to go home,” you apologize.

“I get it, I’m sorry if I was being annoying, I really like making you laugh. Sometimes I try too hard,” he replies with a small laugh.

You smile. “That’s sweet.”

“You think so?”

You begin to walk toward him, toward the last unopened boxes. “Of course, I’m very flattered you enjoy my laughter. But anyway, how about we speed through the last of the boxes and go home early? You think they’ll notice?”

“Probably not,” he answers.

You’re close enough to him that you expect him to move aside so you can go to the unfinished work, but he doesn’t. Instead of moving he simply stares down at you, a strange look in his eyes. You know that look, you’ve looked at him like that. He wants you. If it were any other day, you’d be ecstatic. But right now, all you want to do is finish the tasks and go home. You look around him, trying to signal that you want him to move. He doesn’t.

“So, let's get this shit over with,” you say, clear as day about what you want.

He still doesn’t move. “You know y/n, you’re more fun when you aren’t taking this job seriously.” He steps closer to you, only a foot now separating the two of you. “I want that version of you right now.”

You laugh awkwardly. “Come on Alex, I just want to go home.”

“I’ll be quick, but I assumed you wanted something that would last longer.”

He puts his hands on your shoulders and backs you up against a shelf. Your heart rate quickens, is this real? You stare into his eyes, a confused expression on your face. You’ve had dreams of this happening, but in all of them you wanted it, right now you don’t exactly want it.

“Alex...” you say. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t play coy, I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know you want this too,” he answers, his lips curling up into a devilish smirk. He presses his body against you and you feel how hard he is, it makes you gasp. “I want it really bad.”

You don’t know what to say. Part of you wants to push him off you and run out of the store, but another part of you wants to see where this goes. You feel him start to rub himself against your leg, it makes you feel paralyzed. He’s too strong to push away, you think. It would be useless to try. So, you realize your fate lies with what Alex chooses to do.

He leans his head down, softly pressing his lips against yours. You can’t deny how long you’ve wanted this to happen. You just wish it wasn’t happening right this second. Nevertheless, you kiss him back, your mind adjusting to the knowledge that this is going to happen. You let him grope your breasts, squeezing and massaging them through your shirt. You even let him scoop you up in his arms and carry you to one of the desks in the back office. Though, you didn’t have much of a choice to start with.

He lays you down on a desk, his lips moving feverishly with yours. You can’t keep it together. His lips are moving so aggressively, they’re so soft. He bites down on your bottom lip and you groan into his mouth, the pain making that feeling between your thighs grow. He pulls his lips away and starts to kiss down your neck, leaving hickeys behind as he takes your delicate skin into his mouth. You throw your head back and moan, he pushes your knees apart and fills the space with his body.

“Alex... are there any cameras back here?” You ask, your breath ragged as he sucks a spot near your collar bone.

“Course not,” he answers in a hushed tone.

“Are you sure we should be doing this? What if someone comes in?” You’re second guessing this, maybe you should’ve protested more. The last thing you want is to have a customer come in and catch this.

“Just be quiet y/n it’s fine,” he responds.

You’re about to speak again, but that’s when he starts to rub one of his hands up your thigh and right between your thighs. You moan again as he starts to rub you through your pants. He knows exactly what he’s doing and it makes you feel like your body is floating.

He trails his kisses back up your neck until he catches your lips again. You kiss him hard, your arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. You buck your hips; you need more pressure. Alex understands this and presses his fingers harder on your jeans right over your clit. You’re so wet, you need him. You’ve never felt such desire for another human being.

“I want you to do something for me,” Alex says against your lips.

“Anything,” you reply without thinking, you’re too wrapped up on how good he’s rubbing you.

He pulls back and you open your eyes, he’s unbuckling his belt. You sit up on your elbows and watch as he pulls down his jeans, his hard cock very noticeable. He grabs your hands and pulls you forward till you’re off the desk. You’re confused until he pushes you down onto your knees, his crotch right in front of your face. You look up at him, he brushed a hand though your hair.

You don’t really want to suck his dick, but you’re too afraid of him forcing you that you don’t object. Instead, you pull him boxers down and stoke him gently. He sighs in pleasure and continues to brush his fingers through your hair. You don’t waste any more time. You start by slowly swirling your tongue around his tip, enjoying the way he whispers your name. After that, you lick down his shaft, you don’t like when dicks are dry down your throat.

Soon enough you’re deepthroating him, practically gagging on his dick. He’s a moaning mess, both his hands tangled in your hair. You don’t mind it as much as earlier. You even enjoy certain parts. Like how when you move your tongue as you suck, he’ll praise you, or how when you tighten your lips around him, he groans. With each sound that leaves him your panties become more and more wet.

When he’s close to cumming he pushes you off him, telling you to take your clothes off and lay back down on the desk. You do exactly as he says and before long, he’s back between your thighs, leaving wet kisses all over your body. You can’t handle how much you need him. The heart beat between your legs is all you can think of, and when he brushes his tip between your soaked folds you almost moan.

You grip his shoulders, your eyes locked on his. “Alex just fuck me already.”

“Someone’s needy,” he mumbled, his tone sending tingles throughout your body. He positions his tip at your entrance and leans down to connect your lips. “But your wish is my command.”

With that, he begins to fuck you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your nails digging into his shoulders. He thrusts at a pace that makes your toes curl. It’s so hard, so deep, so perfect. The desk rocks so hard you think the legs might break. You don’t even care. All you care about is that Alex doesn’t stop, not for anything.

He does though, but for a good reason. He pulls out of you and before you can even question it, he grabs you, flips you, and bends you over the edge of the desk. He resumes his thrusts, and you can’t help but moan loud enough that anyone in the store would be able to hear. You almost scream when he grabs your hips and pulls you back, his dick hitting right on your cervix over and over again. It’s almost too much for you to take.

He leans down after a few minutes and whispers in your ear, “You feel so fucking good y/n, it’s so hard not to cum.”

“Alex,” you moan.

“Are you close baby?” He breathes.

“Yes, please keep going,” you answer.

In minutes you cum so hard you swear you see stars. You moan Alex’s name so loud you’re sure everyone in the building next door can hear you. It’s the best feeling of your life. Your legs give out, Alex has to hold you up. Your nails dig into the desk, your whole face turns red, and you feel those orgasmic pulses throughout your entire body. He cums soon after you, pulling out and spilling his seed onto your back. You’re grateful, you forgot to tell him you weren’t on the pill.

“Well,” he says as you’re both still trying to catch your breath. “That was definitely better than unpacking those boxes.”

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acrosstheunivcrse · 18 days

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working late (alex x reader)

cw: pwp, takes place in sex shop, unprotected sex, piv, inappropriate workplace dynamic i guess

sorry if this sucks i’m just horny

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you leaned against the scuffed adult world counter, watching as your manager sorted magazines for the millionth time that night.

“why can’t we just close earlier? nobody ever comes in this late anyways. i’m bored.” you complained as you fiddled with the lock on the cash register.

alex jokingly scoffs at your exasperation, putting away a magazine to walk over and rest his elbows on the side of the counter opposite to you.

“what, you think i wanna be here right now either? we can’t afford to lose business. it’s late at night, people get up to their stuff and that’s what we’re here for.”

you rolled your eyes in response, letting out an exasperated sigh.

“and what if i wanna be getting up to stuff, hmm? can’t do that when you keep me stuck here.” you played with a strand of your hair, leaning back against the wall as he eyed you. “you must miss out on a lot of that yourself.”

he lets out a light laugh in response, resting his chin on his palm.

“yeah, but it’s not all bad. i get to spend my nights re-arranging the anal bead rack, what beats that?” he grins at you as he feigns appreciation for his work. “besides, nobody’s exactly trying to jump the bones of a sex shop manager in the first place.”

you look him up and down with curiosity. there was no way that was true; he could work in a morgue for all anyone cared and still get anyone he wanted. he was the hottest manager you’d ever seen, that’s for sure. over the course of your gander at him, you might have gotten an idea or two on how to relieve your boredom.

“who’s to say they’re not?” you leaned down onto the desk, coming closer to him. “especially if that person happens to work there too.” you looked down at your nails, trying to act casual about your slight proposition.

he let out an awkward cough, looking up at you as he took in the implication of what you said.

“you’re saying you wanna fuck your manager? that’s not very professional.” he gave you a shit eating grin as he fully stood back up, placing his hands on the counter as he leaned forward, interest evident in his dark eyes. “might have to call HR on you or something.” he raised his eyebrows in mock disapproval as he threatened you with adult world’s imaginary HR department.

“maybe i am. awfully unprofessional for an establishment such as this, i know.” you mumbled sarcastically as you looked back at him, smiling suggestively. “wouldn’t want to disappoint HR.”

he stood up fully, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

“what would HR say if I just pulled you into my office right now, huh?" he spoke quietly, looking down at you with hunger.

“i think they’d tell you that it’s a sex store, so anything goes.” you replied suggestively as you shrugged, praying he’d take the bait.

“i think we need to have a serious talk about your unprofessionalism. come to my office, right now.” he spoke in a fake stern voice with a smirk, turning on his heel to make his way into his shabby office as you followed behind him, grinning.

alex held the door open to his office, gesturing for you to go inside, shutting the door behind him. he locked it out of habit, not that he was expecting anyone else to come back there anytime soon.

he turned to find you leaning against his desk looking up at him expectantly. he made his way over to you, placing his hands on the desk on either side of you, pinning you in place. he looked down at you with a smirk, trying to keep up the mock professional demeanor.

“you know why i brought you in here, right?" he grinned down at you, his boyish demeanour breaking through his joke facade.

“i was having inappropriate thoughts about my manager.” you blinked up at him, waiting for a reaction.

he looked down at you, his gaze slowly raking over every feature of your face, lingering on your lips.

“that’s exactly what i need to talk to you about. tell me, what were you thinking about?" he lifted a hand to briefly play with a strand of your hair, already desperate for any kind of contact.

you looked at him innocently, pretending to think.

“hmm, well i thought about you taking me and fucking me against your desk, sucking you off behind the counter… there’s too many to count. very, very unprofessional of me.”

his eyebrows furrowed above you as he groaned in response, feeling himself getting harder with every word.

“those are awfully inappropriate things to say, you know.” his gaze darkened as he eye-fucked you.

“mhm, you should really shut me up.” you mumble. he doesn’t give you a second to say another word before he leaned down, pressing his lips against yours in a rough, hungry kiss. one of his hands moved to hold the side of your face, the other holding you in place as he pressed his body up against you. his tongue made its way into your mouth, wanting to taste all of you.

he pulled you up onto his desk, stepping in between your legs as he continued to kiss you like a man starved. his hand moved to your hair, tangling his fingers in it, pulling you closer as he moaned softly against your lips.

“need you to fuck me alex-“ you mumbled against his lips as he took hold of your hips, digging his rough fingers into the soft flesh.

a shudder ran through him, your plea driving his lust through the roof. he swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. he pressed his lips on the soft spot just below your ear, his voice soft, low and filled with need as he whispered against your skin.

"you want me to? you want me to take you, right here on my desk?" he punctuated the question with a soft nip on the side of your neck, making you shudder.

“please.” you had half a mind to respond, aching for him on a level that was almost painful.

unable to refuse you, he hastily pushed up your skirt, and made quick work of pulling your soaked panties down. he hovered over you as he looked down at you, his eyes blackened with lust as he spoke.

“lay down.” he didn’t wait for you to comply as he gently pushed you back with his hand against your chest, his other reaching down to unbutton his jeans and free his aching length.

he pulled you to the edge of the desk with force, leaving you to squeak out a moan. you instinctively opened your legs, wrapping them around his waist as he teased your folds with his tip. he let out a soft whine at the feeling, needing more.

he abruptly pushed himself into you, both of you gasping at the feeling. he gripped your hips bruisingly hard as he started to rut against you, his head dropping down and his eyes closing in concentration.

one of his hands moved to rub his thumb against your clit, leaving you shaking as he continued to fuck you with force, punctuating his rough thrusts with groans and desperate whispers of your name.

“can i please come?” you choked out as you felt yourself about to unravel beneath him. he let out a low groan in response, feeling himself get closer too.

“please..” he whined, and with his permission you let go, legs shaking as you pulsed around him, the vice grip quickly bringing him to his own release.

he managed to pull out of you at the last second, jerking himself as he came in hot streams onto your still-clothed stomach, moaning quietly at the feeling. after taking a second to breathe, he braced himself above you with his hands on either side of you, desperately attempting to get himself back together. he laughed down at you breathlessly, eyebrows furrowed in exhaustion.

“you see why we’re open late now?”

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