#and that's why my pussy is telling me to stay woke

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Patch Up

Older!Luke Castellan x fem!reader. 18+ drabble.

Request: What about luke x reader (whatever Godly parent) but the reader helps out in the medic Station so he gets a little cut while training so he can get stiched up by her, which leads into him fucking her in the small cabin telling her "be quite or do u want everyone to know how much you love my dick" or smth along does lines 🤭🤭🤭🤭

Warning: smut content, dominate behavior, trying not to get caught, rough style f*cking, slight degradation, small chocking.

Many times he found himself underneath your hands while you fixed him up after his mistakes in training. You’d patch up every cut and bruise on his skin, even paper cuts he used to come and see you. He didn’t need medication for any of his “injuries” but who was he to deny his overbearing lust for you.

The first time the two of you hooked up was when you were wiping off the healed cut of dried blood from his cheek. His eyes glued to your face as if it could leave his life forever if he looked away. The way you parted your lips to focus on him in every moment made him think about it in the dead of night. You had caught him staring making you get a shy grin and pull away from him. Luke ended up kissing you without hesitation, and one thing lead to another with you spreading out on the bed.

It never stopped after that. He’d come in with a small wound, you’d take him in, he’d fuck you like a whore and then leave. Waiting until the next time.

However this time was different. The gash across his chest looked bad, needing a bit extra attention from you but he was alright with that. When you placed your hands on his bear skin it reminded him of each time you’d pant and claw at his chest or back. His cock became painfully hard watching you work you magic as your soft touch made his skin on fire.

And, like always he’d have you in his clutch within minutes of his seductive eyes.

Your pants pulled down to your ankles as his arms wrapped around your body pulling you back into him with every thrust. His cock pushing into your heat making you bite your lip to try and silence the sounds you were making, but hums and whimpers filled the room. His fingers dig into your skin making sure to leave his claim incase anyone else wanted to touch you.

“that’a girl,” his husky voice spoke near your ear as the hairs stand up from his breath, “taking my cock just like that, so easy every time.” his lips kissed behind your ear.

his noises weren’t loud but still made your stomach clinch and tighten from his low groans and hard breaths. everything about him made your pussy drip.

“No matter how many times I fuck you, you still can’t stay quiet?” his hand inched up from your chest to the base of your neck to give it a light squeeze. The tip of his dick hitting far inside you when he slammed himself up making a slapping noise echo.

“M’sorry.” You mumbled as your eyes stayed shut from the pleasure within your core. He fucked you so good that you craved it from the moment you woke up, from the moment you went to sleep.

“I bet you wanna get caught with my cock inside you, don’t you? Someone seeing how good you take me, how pretty your body bounces while I thrust inside.” it was hard to deny the fact that part of you was turned on at the thought of getting caught. but it was too embarrassing.

“I see that pout at your lips, that tells me you don’t want it?” his foot moved and started a new pace. he leaned forward to start nibbling at your lower ear, “then why does your cunt clinch when I say that, hmm?”

there was no fighting when your own body was telling the truth and he could read you like a picture book. every reaction your body made he knew about it.

“That’s right baby, cry while I fuck you so good.” His hand went from your neck to your jaw and held it tightly making you whine.

“Let everyone know how much you love my cock.”

[miaoua3]

hiiii! I love your fics can I request hannie headcanons ? sfw and nsfw?

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hii! thank you so much, im glad that you’re enjoying my stuff! and sure you can!

Jeonghan Boyfriend Headcanons:

•(sfw! hcs):

you definitely give him cuteness aggression all the time so he will just come up to you and squeeze your cheeks between his hands so your lips look as if you were a fish and kiss you aggressively while saying “you’re so cute ughhh can you stop being so cute somebody is bound to try to steal you away from me?” (drama queen)

loves to randomly give you head pats while you are talking, you could be standing in front of him and complaining about something and all he does is smile gently at you while smoothing down your hair with gentle hands

speaking of hair, loves to randomly pull your hairs into two pigtails with his hands and just…play with it? lmao just randomly going “tututu” while making the pigtails bounce up and down for no reason at all

loves to play stupid when you ask for a kiss, will just be like “hm? did you say something? i could’ve sworn i heard something but oh well-“, will continue to do this until you forcefully pull him down by his shirt and kiss him, will smile while kissing you (little shit)

is the baby in the relationship, wants you to talk to him in baby voice and cuddle him and hold him and scratch his head and kiss him all the time- if you thought that you were going to be the one to get the princess treatment you thought wrong (kinda, he still will treat you like that dw it’s just that he wants that treatment first before he gives it to you too)

randomly bites you all the time- you are in the kitchen and making yourself a coffee? there he is, bending down and biting your cheek, its saturday and you free day so you’re sleeping in for once in your life? yeah no, not when hannie decides its the perfect time to bite your shoulder and demand that you pay attention to him

if you couldn’t tell by the ton of incriminating video evidence, he loves to slap your ass all the time, god forbid you drop something and bend down to pick it up, he’s already all over your ass, squeezing it and making it jiggle (smh you wonder if you’re in a relationship with a 13 year old sometimes)

while he’s usually in the happy and cheerful mode almost all the time, when you come crying to him about something that happened he genuinely gets so angry, he’s ready to throw hands and kill however made you cry, will just grab his keys and angrily be like “where is he? im going to kill him.” you will have to hold him back and beg him to stay with you instead

•(nsfw! hcs):

another one that is more into hardcore stuff, is into power play, choking, slapping and spanking you, he just loves how desperate you look like while he’s fucking you, your hands wrapped around his wrists while he’s choking you, tears and spit spilling down your face

loves it when you ride him, will just sit back and smirk at you, if you get tired will just be like “what, baby is tired already? wants me to take over?” before he flips you over and fucks you hard and fast

is into light slapping, not too hard, he would never hurt your pretty face like that, just a light tap to your cheek when you are mentally gone while he’s fucking you stupid, just a little ‘hey pay attention to me’ kind of slap

can definitely see him be the type to wake you up with his tongue on your pussy, eating you out as if you were his breakfast, will just smirk when he sees that you woke up, say “well good morning angel” before he gets back down to business

he can’t explain why but he really likes it when you wear all white, he guesses it makes you look so innocent and angelic and he gets off on corrupting you and staining your innocence but that’s just a guess

another one that likes to tease you in public, will just come up behind you while you are grocery shopping and lighting press his front into you so you can feel his half hard on pressing in your ass, all while saying “what are you looking at? ah, the date of expiration? well obviously take the left one then”

LOVES having his hair pulled, will literally moan if you do it, just imagine- he’s laying between your legs, lapping on your pussy and drinking up all your juices when you start rapidly approaching your high, and then you pull on his hair and he’s moaning so loudly into your pussy that it’s enough to make you cum all over his pretty face❤️

another one that is into orgasm delay, loves it when he can feel you clenching around his dick, your pussy pulsating in need to reach the high, your nails biting into his arms, shoulders and back, and then he just pulls out and you let out a frustrated sob (that you will get spanked for) before doing it all again

[recklesssturniolo]

Hotel - M.S

Based on a req for reader n Matt having to share a hotel room/bed together, enemies x lovers, dom!Matt, some degrading

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor (or that bitch from Wattpad you can gtfo)

Finding a hotel this late at night with available rooms was almost impossible, but we got lucky - until Nick announced Matt and I would be sharing a room.

“You’re fucking kidding right? There’s no way I’m sharing a room with him” I yell, glaring at Matt.

“Listen I know it isn’t ideal but it’s just how we’re gonna have to do it. It’s one night you’ll both be fine” Nick sighs.

“About to be the worst night of my life” Matt grumbles.

“Jesus Christ I can’t listen to you two any longer, let’s just all go to our rooms and we’ll leave early tomorrow morning” Chris says.

Everyone nods while Matt and I continue giving each other the death stare. Making it to our room, opening the door and both of us putting down our stuff, pure silence taking over.

“I’m going to change” I announce.

“Good for you” Matt mumbles.

I change in the bathroom into a simple t shirt and shorts. Walking out I feel Matt’s eyes travel up and down my body but choose not to comment on it but notice he had changed as well, leaving him without a shirt on.

Sighing as I got into the bed, I was already annoyed at how much space Matt was taking up.

“Move over for fuck sakes, and stay on your side” I say.

“Trust me I will, I don’t want to be any closer to you than I need to” He shoots back.

Matt glances over at me again before shuffling over, turning the lamp off and getting himself comfortable. I turn so my back is facing him, before attempting to fall asleep myself.

Unaware of how much time had passed, I wake up to Matt’s hand on my hip, his body right against mine. Why the fuck are we even in this position?

“You wouldn’t stop moving your fucking hips and I was freezing so moved over” He grumbles, clearly aware of the fact I had woke up.

“Alright, no need for the fucking attitude” I reply.

“Maybe if you weren’t basically grinding against my dick and giving me a hard on I wouldn’t have to give attitude” He snaps back.

My breath hitches in my throat hearing him say that. Suddenly becoming extremely aware of his dick pressed against my ass.

“Sounds like a you issue” I mumble, glad it was dark so he was unable to see the blush that formed on my face.

“Keep it up and you’ll be a whimpering mess beneath me” He replies.

All it took was that one sentence for me to feel an ache forming between my legs.

“What no snarky come back? Too affected by what I said?” He asks.

“Fuck off and let me go back to sleep” I grumble, refusing to admit that he was having an affect on me.

Turning back over and closing my eyes, I feel Matt’s hand fiddling with the waist band of my shorts. My breathing becoming heavier as I try to ignore the growing sensation of need forming.

“If you’re trying to pretend you aren’t turned on, you’re doing a shit job” He whispers in my ear. His lips trailing down my neck.

Tilting my head back slightly, giving him easier access to my neck, I let out a gasp as he nips slightly at the skin on my neck.

“Matt” I groan, the wetness growing in my panties.

“Hm?” He replies, his hand now cupping my clothed pussy with his fingers tracing small circles, “Spit it out, you’re already soaked”

“Please” I whine.

“Please what?” He asks.

“Fuck sakes Matt. Touch me please” I grumble.

“There you go, wasn’t so hard to use your words was it sweetheart?” He replies.

His hand moves under my panties, his fingers now rubbing circles on my clit, as I let out of moan. My legs spread wider as I feel his fingers move towards my entrance, tracing circles around it.

“I - Matt” I whimper.

“Yeah? Tell me what you want” He says.

“Stop teasing” I whine, my core aching for his fingers to be inside of me.

“Mm but you sound so good begging for me, like a desperate whore” He replies.

“Please I need it” I again whine, his teasing driving me insane.

“Always knew you were a little whore” He responds before pushing two fingers inside of me, curling them slightly.

“Oh my god” I moan.

He says something that I couldn’t hear, too focused on how good he was making me feel and the growing knot in my stomach.

“Are you listening to me?” He asks, snapping me back to reality as he grabs my face turning it to look at him, taking his fingers out of me.

“I - what? What are you doing? Why did you stop” I stutter, the lack of his fingers inside of me frustrating me.

“God you need to learn how to fucking listen” He growls, his hand moving to my neck and squeezing, “I said you’re gonna ride me so I can see how good of a slut you can be”

“Fuck - yes okay” I reply.

I watch as he shuffles to removes his pjs and boxers, my jaw dropping at the size of him as it sprung out and smacked his stomach.

“Get your shirt off” He demands, watching as I removed it before taking both breast in his hand and toying with my nipples, moans escaping my mouth as he did.

“Let me” I beg.

“Let you what?” He responds.

“Ride you, please I need you” I whine.

My eyes follow his hand, watching him spit on it before starting to jerk himself off.

“You think you deserve to? I could just keep getting myself off instead” He says.

Almost mesmerized as I watch his hand move up and down, my pussy throbbing for him, I manage to choke out, “Matt fuck come on”

He smirks before replying, “So needy, get on”

Moving so he was lined up with my entrance, I begin lowering myself, wincing as my pussy stretched due to his size.

“You can take it, don’t pretend you can’t” He says.

My hands on his lower stomach for support, a growl leaves his mouth, and a moan from mine as he’s fully inside of me. Moving myself up and down, my pace fastening as I continued I watched as his eyes repeatedly trailed up and down my body.

“Fuck me you really are a whore” He groans, “So fucking tight”

“Feels - feels so good” I whimper.

My pleasure only increases as Matt begins to thrust his hips up, matching my pace and meeting with mine each time I went back down.

“Matt fuck I’m going to come” I whine, his dick hitting my g-spot and sending shivers down my spine.

“Not yet you’re not” He says.

“What?” I reply.

“You’re gonna wait till I do” He groans, thrusting his hips harder now.

“I can’t hold it” I whimper.

“You can and you will” He says.

A whimper falls from my mouth as my head falls back, using everything in me to follow his instructions. The continuous sensation of his dick slamming into me making it nearly impossible to control myself.

“Oh fuck, fuck I’m coming don’t even think about stopping” Matt growls, his eyes squeezing shut as I feel him release into me, the sight only making it harder to not come.

“Please” I beg, unsure if I could even hold myself back any longer.

“Such a whore, needing to come so badly” He groans, “Come for me”

Moans flow from my mouth as my climax takes over, my legs quickly growing weak as pleasure consumes my body. My body going limp as my high came to an end. Lifting myself up off of him and basically collapsing onto the bed.

“That was -“ I begin.

“So good” He finishes my sentence for me, “I’ve never doubted for a second that I could have you begging for me”

“Jesus Christ you couldn’t just not be cocky for 5 minutes?” I mumble.

“Nope, it’s in my nature” He shrugs.

“Fuck you’re so annoying” I say.

“You didn’t seem to think I was annoying when you were moaning out my name and begging to come” He smirked.

“Yeah well you are now” I reply.

“Whatever you say, just wait, I’ll have you begging again soon”

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[shaguro]

— ✰ MORNING | TOJI F.

✧ synposis: toji never wants you to leave for work, maybe this time he'll convince you to stay?

✧ contents: fluff! (it's a lil suggestive towards the end but no actual sex here) established relationship, i guess toji's divorced here?? idk LMAO

✧ word count: 0.4k.

✧ shanti's note: i'm in love with toji so i felt like i needed to write this.🩷

“toji.” you whine, his buff arms were holding you in place as you attempted to lift yourself up. “gotta get ready, baby. don’t wanna be late.”

you get no response, just toji squeezing you tighter. burying his face in the space between your breasts, squishing the soft mounds against his cheeks.

somehow, toji always made you late for work. you could never say no to him — not when he was so warm and the bed always felt more comfy than usual. he’ll just say, “five minutes…” five turns ten, ten into fifteen… and before you know it, you’re thirty minutes late. hearing your boss’ mouth is not how you want to start your day.

“toji, c’monn.” you were shifting and twisting your body to no avail because toji wouldn’t let up. tilting his head up to see your face, toji blinks slowly and you think he looks so cute when he’s all sleepy. he lets out a loud huff, like you’re annoying him. “nah.”

“but toji—“

“don’t care. y’er stayin’ with me.”

his voice had that gruff, husky tone like it always did when he just woke up, he knew the effect it had on you. his calloused hands caressed your hips, his tender touch made you want to melt into his arms but no! you couldn’t give in!

“can’t. boss has been on my ass lately, don’t want to give her another—“

“what did i just say, girl?” he interrupts again, chortling at the unamused look on your face. you were so annoyed with his sassy ass. “y’er stayin. don’t wanna hear any excuses.”

rolling your eyes, you lift a hand to his cheek, leaning down to give him a soft peck. “give me one good reason why i should stay with with your annoying ass.”

“so mean, baby. like gracin’ you with my presence isn’t enough.” he joshed, a hand on his chest like he was really hurt by your comment. “tch, alright. i’ll pay you for the day, how’s that sound?”

you tapped your index finger on your chin, humming as you shook your head. “hmm, okay.. gonna need more than that, hun.”

toji lifts an eyebrow, pausing for a moment before he smiled devilishly, his tongue swiping across his bottom lip. “and i’ll eat yer pussy ‘till you cry for me to stop—“

“deal!” your hands scrambled to find your phone in the silk sheets, ignoring toji’s laughter as you quickly dialed your boss’ number, skipping out the room to tell a well-crafted lie.

toji could only shake his head, not at all surprised by your quick reaction. “nasty girl.”

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Because of a Party

bottom!ftm!tasm!Peter Parker x top!masc reader

🕷️ Word Count: 1,843 🕷️

↳ [REQUEST] | [No AFAB Language Version]

CW: Dub-Con (Dry Humping), Drunkenness, Blowjob, Cunnilingus, Squirting, Biting, Marking

Peter and Gwen have been friends for a few years and most people think Peter’s in love with her. But in reality, he's in love with you. You don't talk to him much, you have your own group of friends and he's a year older so you never even considered becoming his friend. Peter's been content with just watching you from afar since he’s convinced he has no chance with you. He figured nothing would happen and you’d just be an old crush in a few years.

All that changed when Gwen heard you were going to a party. She asked if Peter could come with you because he spends all his time studying and working. You figured you should get along better with who you think is going to be your sister’s future boyfriend so you agreed.

Now you're at your friend’s house and Peter drank way too much in an attempt to ease up and enjoy the party. You didn't know until it was too late and at this point you're too drunk to bring him home so you ask your friend for help. He gives you the key to one of the guest bedrooms so he can sober up.

You drop Peter onto the bed and sit down next to him. He shimmies out of his uncomfortable jeans, leaving him in just his underwear. Peter mumbles your name and pulls you onto your back to make you lie down with him. You turn your body to look at him, your faces too close together for both of your comforts. You look into his eyes and wait for him to speak but instead of talking, he goes in for a kiss. You’re not sure why, but you actually reciprocate the kiss. Peter has no idea what he's doing but you can't tell, and even if you could you're too drunk to care. He pulls your pants down just enough to grope your bulge and get you hard. He moves his hand away and wraps his leg around yours, adjusting himself so that his pussy is right against your boner. He starts to desperately rub his cunt against you, humping you at an unnaturally fast pace.

You pull away from the kiss. “Peter..”

“[Name]–” He gasps. “Fuck- mmh~” He throws his head back. He moves like he's never touched himself before, it's clear that he's enjoying himself. He whimpers as he feels his orgasm quickly approaching. “yes! yes!”

You let him bring himself to his completion, watching as he comes from humping you. He looks so irresistible like this. You gulp, trying to hold back all the urges you have right now.

Peter calms down and lies on his back. Before you can even speak he passes out, leaving you to take care of your boner by yourself. You sigh. At least this won't be the last time you see him.

Your family’s flying to England to visit Gwen’s new choice of college. She decided New York wasn't giving her what she needed so she applied and got a full scholarship. She’s moving in the summer but your parents wanted to help her find a new place. Your brothers wanted to come along too. You stayed back because you wanted to talk to Peter about the party. You’ve seen him a few times but you never had the chance to get him alone but now's the perfect time. It's especially perfect if that conversation leads to something more.

You invited him over under the guise of needing help with science homework, since you assume that he's forgotten all about the party.

Your original plan was to have a civil conversation but now that he's right in front of you, you don't know what to say. You bring him to your room, planning to wait for a better moment to talk about it.

“Do you remember anything that happened during the party? My memory kind of stopped at some point and I woke up with a splitting headache.”

You turn around. “You don't remember?” You ask. He shakes his head. “Anything?” You step closer to him. He shakes his head again. “You were all over me at the party.”

His eyes widen. What did he do?

You lean into his ear. “You were rubbing yourself on my cock and acting like a desperate whore. You didn't even let me come.” You chuckle at the last part.

His cheeks are even redder than before. The visual you just gave him is setting him on fire. Was he clothed? Or did he rub his bare cunt on you? The thought is driving him insane.

“You’ll make it up to me though, right?”

Peter nods. He can't even begin to describe how he feels, he might just explode.

“Get on your knees.” You order. He quickly sinks down to the floor and pulls your pants down. “That's a good boy.” You praise him. He's surprised at how much his body reacted to hearing that, he's already soaking wet. He slowly tugs on the waistband of your underwear, almost scared to see what's underneath. He looks up at you then back at your bulge before impulsively shoving your boxers down.

“shit..” He gasps. You're definitely well endowed. He holds it in his hand and gently licks the tip. He wraps his lips around your girth and slides his mouth down almost to the hilt. He moves backwards and forwards, sucking your cock feverishly. He doesn't have any experience but he's determined to make you feel good. Even though he's not experienced, it feels amazing. Just seeing him and his eagerness is enough for you. He looks adorable doing it.

“That’s right, you’re doing so well, baby.” You murmur, running your hands through his hair. Peter blushes and looks up at you, shivering when he sees your expression. He closes his eyes and speeds up his movements. He can't believe that he's in this situation. He’s dreamt and fantasized about being with you for years and now it's finally a reality. He thanks his drunken self for getting you interested in him. “Peter-” You breathe out.

He pulls away from you and jerks you off. “Mmh?” He looks up at you.

“‘M gonna come-” You warn. His eyes widen and he quickly goes back to sucking you off. He wants to swallow it. Your peak comes even faster when you realize his intentions. Peter swallows your cum happily, enjoying your taste. He pulls away and looks at you with a small smile. God he’s so cute.

You help him stand up and bring him to his bed. “Is this your first time?” You ask, taking your shirt off. Peter nods, taking his clothes off too. “I’ll be gentle.” You promise.

“You don't have to be.” He smiles. “Be as rough as you want. I can take it.” The room starts to get hotter.

“Oh yeah?” You smirk, running two fingers down his cunt before slowly pushing them inside of him. “I think you overestimate yourself.”

“I disagree.” He grabs your wrist and pushes your fingers in all the way, a soft moan leaving his lips. “I think it's the other way around.”

“Really now?” You move closer to his face. “Why don't we find out?” You angle your fingers a certain way, hitting his g spot exactly and causing him to moan. Before Peter can get another word out, you hit it again. And again, and again. You give him a break and move your face in between his legs. Your tongue against his clit runs a shiver up his spine. His eyes widen when your tongue enters him. He knew it’d feel good but not this good!

“Fuck!” He cries out. “Oh- [Name]~!” He throws his head back and lifts his hips. “Li- like that! Oh my God–”

Out of embarrassment, Peter grabs a pillow and brings it to his face. You’d like to hear him but you don't want to force anything out of him. He practically screams into the pillow. He feels like he's floating. He needs more. More. More. More! More! Yes! Peter feels his entire body react to the feeling of your tongue against his pleasure spot. Slick suddenly gushes out of him like he had a secret water gun in between his legs. He’s never had an orgasm this powerful before. He wants to feel it again.

You pull away from him and wipe your face. “You really liked that, huh?”

Peter moves the pillow away and nods. “I loved it.”

You hold your aching cock, pre cum dribbling out of it steadily. He can see how horny and desperate you are, he has a good estimate of how rough you're gonna be and he's so fucking ready.

“You don't have any plans for tomorrow, do you?” You ask, sliding a condom on.

He shakes his head quickly.

“Good. Because I don't think you’ll be able to go anywhere once I’m done with you.” You ease yourself inside him. You grab his legs and fold him in half. “Ready?”

“Fuck yes– AH~!” He moans loudly as you ram into him like there's no tomorrow. He doesn't even consider the fact that your neighbors can most definitely hear him and you're enjoying this too much to silence him. He looks down at his cunt, loving the way your cock slides in and out of it, then up at you.

“You feel so good, Peter.” You praise him in between breaths, leaning in to kiss his neck and make hickeys. He moves to expose more of his neck to you, encouraging you to continue. You stop sucking his neck and Peter can hear your heavy breathing even more clearly. He doesn't know why but he loves it.

“Bi- bite me~” He places his hand on your head and urges you to do it. It doesn't take you any convincing, you sink your teeth into his neck, almost deep enough to draw blood but not quite. He lets out a loud, breathy moan and comes. You slow down your thrusts, taking in the feeling of his pussy convulsing around you. “Hah– keep- keep going..”

You pull out, making him whine, and flip him onto his stomach. You raise his ass and slide back into him. You grip his waist and roughly fuck into him. Peter rolls his eyes back, his moans muffled by the pillow. He feels like he’s on cloud nine. He can barely think properly. You lean forward and graze your teeth against his neck. Peter’s breath hitches in response. You bite him again, his pussy squeezing you tight. You create a plethora of hickeys and bite marks all over his back, leaving the two of you with something to admire in the morning. “Gonna come..” You moan, slowing down. You thrust into him a few more times before stopping and filling up the condom with your spend.

You pull out and take off the condom, throwing it in the trash. Peter looks at you, his face flushed. “Felt so good..” He smiles.

[konigsblog]

https://x.com/sluttywh0r3/status/1716577080249323754?s=20

This could work for so many of your aus I can't choose who or what aus this belongs in.

rape/non-con warning, bondage, abuse of authority, kidnapping

kidnapper!horangi gives me these vibes :3 🎀🔪

you can't tell me that he wouldn't tie you to a table so he could fuck deep into you without you're constant squirming. sliding his lengthy, veiny dick into your slick pussy repetitively whilst you squirm and sob for him to stop! stop only means more, right? you're clearly enjoying this, so why fight it?

horangi loves that he's able to slam into you and groan out without the thrashing or the struggle beneath him. he chuckles at your weakness, thankful when you finally give up, as it was humilating you to try attempt to fight against him.

“아, 내 더러운 작은 것... 너 그거 좋아하는 거 알잖아, 아닌 척은 하지 말자, 응? 아냐아냐... 쉿, 네가 그 소중한 보지 안에 이 자지를 구석구석까지 집어넣고 싶어한다는 걸 알아.” *Ah, my dirty little thing... You know you like it, let's not pretend you don't, alright? No-no... Shhh, I know you want every inch of this cock inside that precious pussy.”

but you know what SCREAMS this? doctor!könig, doctor!ghost... 🩻🏥🔪

doctor!könig grew a fascination with you... and well, that soft, addictive body he got to see every time you visited him, using your vulnerability to his advantage. once he had you on the medical bed, he waited for the anesthesia to knock you out so he could ease his thick, girthy cock into your dripping pussy, rutting into you sloppily until you woke up.

gagged and silenced, you couldn't speak. you watched the way he drove his thick, huge dick into your pussy repetitively, grinding his cock into your slicken cunny while you wriggled and sobbed – cries muffled and your face tearstained as he continued fucking deep into your wetness, a shaking little mess unable to stop crying and hyperventilating at the rawness and ache between her soft thighs :(

“oh, ich weiß, ich weiß... du magst es nicht, wenn du benutzt wirst. du magst es nicht, dich verletzlich zu fühlen, ja? ich konnte nicht anders, ich konnte nicht anders, als direkt in deine enge muschi zu rutschen...” *Oh, I know, I know... you don't like being used. You don't like feeling vulnerable, yes? I couldn't help it...- I couldn't help it, but slide into your tight pussy.

unlike doctor!könig, doctor!ghost isn't gentle whatsoever. he doesn't even wait until you're asleep or under anesthetics, he's already wrestling you to the medical bed, tying you there while grinding his bulge again you. he adores sliding his thick and hard dick into you while you're sobbing and shaking, breathing out heavily as he continued plough into you, his hazel eyes behind the blue medical mask piercing into yours.

until you give up, knowing the power and authority he had over you. you're just one of many patients, you're nothing in comparison to him.

“quit fuckin' squirmin', girl... don't make me hit you. stay. still. c'mon, why are ya' actin' like i can't feel your pussy squeezin' 'round me like this, love?” he huffed out, gritting his teeth and slamming into you relentlessly, shaking his head, frustrated at your disobedience and nervousness.

[beenbaanbuun]

dom wooyoung who makes you cum 8 times after you act bratty to make him jealous on purpose for fun, one for each letter in his name

wooyoung would have way too much fun with this. like sure, it’s kind of torture for you, but wooyoung is having the time of his life.

i feel like he does it over the course of a day, number one because he doesn’t want to overwhelm you too much, and number two because he likes the unpredictability.

so obviously orgasm no.1, no.2 and no.3 come the day after the jealousy incident, and it happens first thing in the morning. you wake up to his own low moans and you turn to him, only to finding him working on his cock. his hand is slicked with lube as he runs it slowly up and down his length.

“you’re awake then, honey,” he says when he spots you wide eyes and staring at his dick, “good. i was just about to wake you myself. it’s time for your punishment, baby…”

and obviously you’re confused because you’ve only just woke up, but wooyoung just pushes the quilt from your body and moves himself to sit between your legs. your sleep shorts are pulled to the side, revealing your quickly slickening pussy. and with no delay, his fingers are on you. they spread your juices around, allowing for him to slip his fingers inside with relative ease and spread you out for his dick. he knows exactly how to get you off, so he pulls out all the stops and brings you to your high in record time.

“that’s W,” he says and his hands grab your thighs and push them apart to allow his pelvis to press closely against yours, “you ready for O?”

and to say you’re now absolutely baffled by his words is an understatement, but before you can ask him what he’s on about, he pushes into you. this time, he takes it slower, rolling his hips in and out slowly in the way he know drives you insane. and not in a good way…

it doesn’t take long until you’re begging him to go quicker and harder, but he just laughs from his position above you and continues at his excruciating pace. you don’t get much solace from it until he places a finger on your clit yet again, grinding it down in circles until you tighten up around him and flop flaccidly against the bed. he cums pretty soon after and pulls out slowly.

and the plan was to leave it at that until later, but when he spots the cum, his cum, oozing out of you, he just goes feral. now, i am of the opinion that wooyoung likes things to be dirty and messy because i think it works so well with his meanness, so i don’t think he has any issue eating his own cum from your pussy. in fact, i’d argue that he finds it hot knowing that the concoction he’s swallowing down is actually just a mixture of the two of you. that’s where the second O and orgasm no.3 come from…

he cleans you up after that and after a little pushing from you, finally reveals his schemes.

“eight orgasms, baby,” he says from where he sits with his chest to your spine in the bath. the water is still warm, despite how long you two had been in there, “one for each letter of my name. you seemed to forget it’s me you belong to yesterday, and i just want to make sure it won’t happen again.”

you’re kind of astounded by his creativity, and honestly, a little turned on. you turn around to straddle him, only intending on a lazy make-out session in the bath.

you end up having orgasm Y and O right there…

Y happens when you get a little carried away and begin to grind your hips down against his lower stomach. you purposefully avoided his dick, wanting to tease him a little more to see whether or not you could get a rise out of him. you do, and that’s why orgasm O follows immediately afterwards, with you riding him the as rapidly cooling water splashes over the sides of the tub.

and then wooyoung has to leave you for a little while. something about work, although you try your hardest to get him to stay at home and finish his job. he tells you it’ll happen later, so you’re left to sit and wait on the edge for a while, not knowing when he’ll be home to finish the punishment. it sends a shiver down your spine, and you can’t help but wonder whether this anxiety is just another aspect of it all. knowing how evil he can be in bed, you wouldn’t be surprised.

it’s evening by the time he gets back, and everything is very much normal. you eat together, watch tv together, and then before you know it, it’s bedtime. you have yet to bring up the punishment, suspecting that he’ll bring it up when he’s ready to, but as you watch him put his pyjamas on and crawl into bed, you can’t help but think he’s forgotten about it.

you crawl in beside him, ready to just sleep and move on with tomorrow as if the unfinished punishment wouldn’t be living in the back of your mind for the next week, and then you feel his fingers on your core. he begins to rub circles over your shorts, much like he had in the morning, pulling a few surprised whines from you.

“didn’t think i’d forget, did you honey?” he asks, and when you nod, he coos, “i’m sorry, baby. i’d never forget about you, i just wanted to make you wait for it.”

you don’t reply as he slides a finger in and begins pumping it slowly. soon after another joins it, and together they begin to curl up into your walls. you gasp when they find your g-spot, and then carry on abusing the same area. they tease that one specific spot until your back in arching off the bed and you’re letting out breathy moans into the darkness of the bedroom. he works you through it, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips as you pant.

“that’s U, baby,” he says, “just two more, okay? but i want them on my tongue, baby. want to taste you when you cream on my face.”

this time he doesn’t bother tearing the covers back and just dips himself beneath them. he finds himself settled between your legs and once against shifts your shorts to the side to reveal his favourite meal. he dives right in, working you through one orgasm, and then straight into another. while the first one takes a while, the second comes hard and fast, clit too overstimulated for anything else to happen. your thighs squeeze around his head as he pushes you through it, and before you know it, it’s over, and he’s pulling away from you.

with a goodnight kiss from his sticky lips, he sends you off the sleep. you have to admit, it’s the best you’ve slept in weeks.

[faghubby]

NOT ALL BUSINESS

I packed Stacy's suitcase. She wouldn't have time, besides I was used to taking on untraditional roles. Four years ago after Stacy gave birth to our daughter. Lucy. We found ourselves in a odd situation. Stacy's career was on the rise. While mine was well non existent. The company I was working for closed. So after some discussion I chose to stay home be a stay at home Dad. This turned out to be the best idea ever. It allowed Stacy to focus on her career and she rose quickly. A year ago that meant a some travel. Just a few days a month.

"Paul, you are the best" Stacy told me. When she saw I had already taken care of everything. She took me to bed. I kept myself in great shape. No reason to let myself become a fat househusband. I used to joke. Stacy looked better then before we had Lucy. Our lovemaking was pretty normal I guess. Consisted of two positions. Missionary and if adventurous a leg on my shoulder. With me usually preforming oral on her. While I settled for the once a year blowjob on my birthday. Tonight started no differently. We went right to missionary. But I finished quicker then usual.

"OH baby" I will be away for three days" Stacy pouted. "Help me" she rolled her eyes toward her nightstand. We had played with her vibrator before. I made a face but grabbed it. I teased her first with the toy. I couldn't help ignore that it was much bigger then my 5 inches. I slid it inland she moaned. It was thicker then I was as well. But slid in easily.

"Lick my clit" she moaned in my ear. She hardly ever spoke like this. Without thinking I slid down and did just that. I instantly tasted myself. I lifted my head quickly. But Stacy pulled my head back down.

"Don't stop" she moaned. I licked her clit again ignoring the taste. Stacy loved it she went wild. Shoving my head down hard. I never seen her cum so forceful before. She laid there trying to catch her breath. She just held me against her breast. As we fell asleep. When I woke Stacy was already gone. We talked everyday of course. This trip was three days. She accompanied her boss.

"Last night was special" she told me. The first night as we said goodnight. She always spoke about dinner time when she traveled sometimes she had late meetings. And didn't want to miss our time. If I fell asleep.

Stacy plane got delayed and she didn't get in till late coming home. I was already asleep. I was still half asleep when Stacy guided my head between.her legs. I didn't resist just licked and sucked. It was off bit I figured from travel and hadn't showered. Stacy went crazy pulling my hair and crying out I was soon fully awake. Unfortunately so was Lucy being woken by her mothers cries.

"Sorry baby I just needed that" she told me. I wiped my face and went to get Lucy back to bed. Stacy was sound asleep. I picked uo my phone and watched some porn as I jerked off. Before returning to bed. In the morning I got made breakfast. Stacy running late grabbed coffee and kissed me goodbye before heading to the office. Lucy had half day nursery school. I took that time to unpack Stacy. I found Stacy's underwear, was that dried cum? I thought as I hand washed them. The ones from last night were still damp. Four pairs of panties all with traces of cum in them. Stacy was having an affair? I found myself excited by this. Over the years it had become a fantasy I often found myself masterbating to. But it was just that a fantasy.

I arranged for my mother to take Lucy for the night. And waited for Stacy to come home. She arrived on time.

"Where's Lucy?" She asked I had not thought about her not seeing her for three days. And felt bad.

"Are you having an affair?" I asked.

"Yes, why?" Stacy replied calmly.

"What?" I was stunned by her response I expected denial or at least remorse.

'Don't act surprised. Why do you think you always pack my sexiest lingerie when I take a trip? You been hoping I was" Stacy told me.

"And last night when you sucked my bosses cum out of my pussy? Tell me that you didn't want that as well. You showed me you did when you ate yours" she continued.

Stacy stepped close.

"I been fucking Greg for a year now. Ever since that first business trip." She told me. Greg was her boss. He was at least 15 years older then her I thought. She reached into my pants and stroked me. I was rock hard.

"He is so much bigger then you are" she whispered in my ear. "I am so glad you know" she stripped me. I stood before her naked. She knelt and took me in her mouth I lasted only a minute. She stood and kissed me. I tasted the salty taste on her lips I tried to pull away. But she insisted and kissed me. Feeding me my own cum.

"I love you and don't want to lose you. But it turns me on so much knowing you are home waiting for me. When I am with him" she told me. Stacy was still fully dressed as she pulled me naked into bed. She held me again in her arms my head against her chest. She told me everything. In detail. How he Greg had seduced her ever so gently. How he fucked her made her feel lime a total slut. She had given him her ass. And always sucked his cock. I cried knowing she wouldn't do these things for me.

"It's different he makes me, he makes me want to please him" she told me. "He loves how you always pack sexy things for me to wear for him. I tell him I usually wear simple cotton bras and panties for you don't i"

"Does it hurt, you know anal? " I asked.

"At first, why would you like to try" she asked. I just blushed.

"You can fuck my ass if you like, or eat it for that matter" she laughed. She shifted and pulled up her dress exposing her ass.

"Try it" she teased I moved and she pulled her panties down she laid onnher side opening up her ass.

"Eat my ass" she told me. I licked and kissed her ass. Then drove my tounge into her hole. She moaned but giggled as I ate her ass. As it amused her. After a few minutes she had me stop.

"So we are clear about Greg then, you can pretend you don't know. Or embrace it either way its not going to stop" she assured me. I stayed naked the rest of the night. She got off on it.

Stacy often would text me "private meeting" when she was going to be late because she was getting fucked. She loved when I would clean her after those meeting as well. She did learn to be at least alittle quieter when I did. As a special treat once a month or so Lucy would spend a night at my moms and I would spend it naked listening to all of her sexual encounters. I never have fucked her ass. But enjoy eating it often. Our weekly sex session may change on occasion now. The first one after I discovered the affair she just chose to jive me a handjob, but she prefers me to make my mess in her and lick it clean now.

Stacy is pregnant again. And we are both pretty sure it isn't mine. We couldn't be happier.

[themorriganwitch]

Welcome home, Lieutenant / Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

Summary: Your boyfriend just came home from his deployment and you found a way to thank him for his services

Pairing: Jake Seresin x Girlfriend!Reader

Words: 1,4K

Warning: no plot, just smut. MDNI !!!, unprotected sex (p in v), dirty talk, fingering

A/N: English is not my first language, so there will be mistakes. Feedback is always appreciated. 

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You feel his warm fingers circle on your hip, while his other hand lazily made its way to your right boob. You exhaled loudly when you felt Jakes fingers softly pinching your nipple, your hips automatically bucking behind, where your boyfriend was spooning you.

His hot breath in your neck made you shudder, a quit whimper leaving your lips as you felt his hand wander between your thighs.

It was early in the morning, so early the sun has not fully risen yet. Your boyfriend just came back from a 4-month deployment the evening ago. You do not really know where he had been and what that deployment had been about, but you saw how exhausted Jake was. After he had hugged you strongly, wiped your tears away and kissed you lovingly on your hair, he had just made his way into the shower before falling into the sheets. You had heard him snoring not only 3 minutes after his head met the pillow.

Normally you two stayed up the whole night after his deployments, needing to feel each other sometimes rough and hard and sometimes slow and passionate. But after Jake drifted into sleep that fast, there was not anything you could do but laying down on your side, pressing a soft kiss onto his forehead and wishing him a good night.

But now that he had rest a couple of hours, he woke you up by kissing you down your throat, ready to make up for all the time you lost, while he was gone.

He now sucked in a sharp breath when his middle finger teasingly rubbed over your damp panties. “So wet already, baby?”, he cooed, making absolutely no move to hurry up and give you what you need. Instead, Jake let his fingers rest right on the spot where your clit is, slowly circling the fabric, which draw another impatient moan from your lips. “Jake”, you whined again bucking your hips against his already hardening cock. “Shhh, honey, we’ve got time. Let me enjoy this”, is all he said when he intensified the pressure on your clothed clit a bit. “Jake, please. I need you”, you begged, your voice husky with desperation. “Honey”, Jake started while he pinched your nipple again. “When was the last time you got off, while I was gone?”

“Couldntgetoffwhileyouweregone”, you said hastily, hoping he won’t noticed how embarrassed you are.

“What was that?”, you could literally hear the smirk in his voice, his movement on your pussy stopped. You whined again. “I could not get off while you were gone”, you mumbled, feeling your cheeks burning with shame.

“I mean I tried, but it just didn’t feel like you and I could not enjoy it and I just couldn’t come, and I felt so tense and…”, you rambled absolute nonsense by trying to describe the desperation of your last couple of weeks with out him.  

“Oh, sweetheart why didn’t you tell me?”, he cooed, going back to teasing your clit through your now fully soaked panties.

“Could have told me how needy you are for me. That I am the only one that can get you off. Must been so hard for you, needy little slut. Your cunt aching, your pussy so wet and nothing you could do about?”, he asked softly.

Tears of embarrassment started to build up in your eyes, knowing that he was absolutely right. You nod slightly. “Say it”, he commands. “Say it and I will made up for every time you tried to get yourself off but could not because you are such a needy whore for my cock, my fingers and my mouth”.

With you face buried in shame in the pillow to you left you answered: “You’re the only one that can give it to me. Please, Jake. Need it. Need it so bad”.

As the words left your mouth Jakes hand finally wandered inside your underwear, rubbing your clit in tight circles.

“Good girl”, he praised, leaving hot kisses on your neck. Your hips start to move in the same rhythm he moved his fingers on your swollen bundle, your eyes closed with pleasure.

“Fuck”.

The air was steaming hot, the only sounds that filled the room occasionally were your obscene moans and embarrassingly wet sounds your boyfriend draw from you by sliding his fingers through your folds.  

“Jake”, you moaned, raising your hips in a desperate attempt to hint that you need his fingers elsewhere. Your boyfriend who of course immediately picked up on it, smirked again. “What do you need, gorgeous?”.

“Need your fingers inside me, Jakey. Need to come on your fingers so bad”, you whined not caring anymore about embarrassing yourself.

“Fucking Good Girl”, he groaned when he slipped two of his fingers inside your aching cunt.

“Jesus Christ”, you screamed as he curled his fingers up, meeting that sweet spot of yours.

You unashamedly started to ride on his fingers, chasing that high you need so desperately after weeks and weeks of involuntarily edging yourself.

“Gonna cum, Jakey. Please don’t stop. Need to come. Please”, you begged.

“Then come for me, pretty girl. Come for me, soak my fucking fingers”, he sped the tempo of his fingers, meeting that sweet spot again and again until you came with a scream loud enough to wake your whole house up.

Jake gave you a couple of minutes to catch your breath again before he softly turned your body around to him, the both of you laying chest to chest now.

His hands caressed your cheek lovingly, his lips meeting yours in a sweet kiss.

“Did so good for me, sweetheart. So proud of you”, he praised, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You smiled at him coyly, just wanting to cuddle up against his broad chest, feeling him finally close to you again. But after your post orgasm bliss faded you felt that familiar longing again, knowing you need your boyfriend again.

“What goes on in that pretty head of yours, baby?”, Jake asked smiling.

“Need you again…”, you let your lips wander to Jakes chin, pressing feather-light kisses down his throat.

“So so needy”, he mumbled, closing his eyes in pleasure as you pressed your lips on that spot right beneath his pulse. You sucked his skin beneath your teeth, nibbling on it just like you know he loves it.

He put his pointing finger under your chin, lifting your face up to meet his piercing gaze. His normally green eyes are now fully black and filled with lust. “I love you”, he said. You smiled at him, your fingers finding their way in his blonde locks. “I love you more”.

Jake pressed his forehead against yours before he raised your leg onto his hip and placed his hard cock on you entrance. He slipped into you slowly, knowing you would need a moment to adapt to him again after missing him for so long.

“I missed you so much”, he moaned deeply as he felt your walls clenching around him. “Fuck, you feel so good. Fucking made for me”, he rambled, slowly thrusting into you.

You hide your face in the crook of his neck, your hands wandering again into his hair, lightly tucking it. “Fuck, Jake”, you moaned, breathing the scent of him in. The scent you had missed so much.

He placed one of his hands in the middle of your back, his other hand found its way between your thighs and onto your clit. “Doing so good for me. So so good”.

He sped up his tempo, feeling your clench around him again and again. “Gonna cum, honey”, he warned you, pressing sloppy kisses your shoulder. “Close too, Baby”, you confessed meeting his hips eagerly.

“Come for me, baby. Fill me up. Make me yours. Mark me. Need your cum in me, Jakey. Fill me up like nobody else can”, you rambled feeling your high crushing over you the same moment, Jake cursed loudly filling you up as you begged him too.

You feel Jakes cock soften inside you, but you did not care. He was home and with you again. His gaze met yours and the two of you smiled at each other.

“Welcome home, Lieutenant”.

[sugarrazz]

Can your write reader being jealous of someone getting to close to Wednesday so threw out the day reader has an attitude towards Wednesday until eventually Wednesday has enough of it and puts the reader in her place? You can decide if you want to make it sfw or nsfw

Hi anon! I wrote this one just for you. I really got into this while writing it and I hope you enjoy it. ;)

I Wasn’t Ignoring You / Wednesday x gn!reader

Notes: female anatomy, dom!wednesday, wednesday x reader, wednesday pleasuring reader, nsfw, smut, cum eating, new student grabs wednesday’s attention, reader with attitude, kinda bratty, talk of corpses, jealous feelings, fingering, oral sex, pussy licking, cumming, pls let me cum, fic, oneshot, i was listening to madison beer while writing this

Today has been shitty. You missed your alarm and the only thing that woke you up was Enid bouncing up and down on your mattress, chanting that you’re gonna be late to class. You didn’t even get to brush your teeth and your hair looked like a bird’s nest.

Fast forward to now, your arm was hooked around Wednesday’s and you were enjoying what little warmth she had. “Your lack of hygiene doesn’t phase me.” She kept telling you every time you apologized for looking like a mess. She even helped you fix up your uniform. You felt so lucky to have her in your life. Your head rested on her shoulder as she proudly escorted you down the halls of Nevermore. As you passed a couple of students, one of them bumped into your shoulder, making you detach from your beloved and a small gasp escaped your lips. 

“Oh, sorry about that! I don’t think we’ve met before. What’s your name?”

You remembered that there was a new batch of students and you just managed to bump into one of them. Wednesday peeked around you, concerned by your gasp, and met the new kid’s gaze through her bangs. 

“My nam-” “It’s Wednesday.”

 You couldn’t believe this. He bumped into YOU but completely ignores you and ogles your girlfriend. You didn’t want to stay and chat so you attempted to pull Wednesday along with you, but she blew you off.

“That pin on your uniform. It’s to my liking. Give it to me.”

“Oh, my corpse pin? No way, it’s my favorite one. I can give you another one though.”

Flabbergasted, you spun on your heels and ran off to class. The image of the love of your life and some random guy getting along is imprinted on your brain. Wednesday doesn’t just get along with anyone. So why?

When you make it to class you throw your books on the desk, garnering a couple of students’ attention toward you and your disheveled appearance. You couldn’t focus at all on what the teacher was saying the whole class, your rage getting the best of you. The way he looked at her was anything but friendly. You couldn’t be overthinking this. Fine, she can do whatever she wants. You’ll just treat her the way she treated you. Brushing you off like a leaf on a windy day. The bell rang and you packed away your books, getting ready to go meet Wednesday and head to the cafeteria. 

“-so they found his dead body by the lake, and there were dog bites all over him. They blamed the werewolf kids for it.” You stared into his eyes, silently wishing death upon him. You hated it but he had the most gorgeous blue eyes you had ever seen. It was no wonder he was so popular right now. All the girls at the table behind you were staring at him hungrily.

“A most grotesque scene, one that I would have loved the honor to have seen.” Wednesday seemed to be enjoying their strange conversation over dead bodies, both of them seeming to share a love of corpses. The thought of them having common interests was pissing you off even more. Wednesday reached out to rub your hand under the table but you jerked it away, your brow twitching. She glanced at you curiously since you never reject her advances. But you gave her an annoyed look, brushing off the chills you suddenly received. “How much longer are we going to talk about dead people? I’m trying to eat.” You swallow your food messily and some of it gets on the new boy, whose name you didn’t bother to learn. Nor did you care. You were glad his uniform got dirty. Maybe he’ll go away. But no, he takes a napkin and wipes it off, not even giving it another glance as he jumps back into the conversation. You felt like a third wheel for the rest of lunch.

“Let’s go to Jericho”, Wednesday told you and you happily agreed to a chance to get away from this womanizer. “Jericho? Cool, I’m headed there too! We’ll have the best day out. C’mon!” If your headache could get any worse then it would as you feel like a vein is going to pop out of your head. You couldn’t get a single moment alone with Wednesday. What’s the point of going if her attention isn’t gonna be on you? “Yay”, you sarcastically cheered as the bus pulled up. Your attitude did not go unnoticed by a certain goth girl. She let it go, for now.

You brush away your feelings long enough until you arrive at Jericho. Wednesday stops you after you’ve exited the bus and you’re on the sidewalk. “Y/N”, Wednesday said sternly, an underlying tone masking her voice. Dread fell upon you as you looked up at her, black eyes boring into your own. 

“This outing would be more than adequate if you were to behave yourself.”

 “Behave yourself”, you mocked her, flipping your hair in her face and continuing to walk. Boy, would you regret that later.

 “You seem to be having a lot of fun with this guy, so I should just leave you to it.” You both stood there having a staring contest until she decides to break the deafening silence. 

“Y/N, he is a charlatan trying to show off to a master. He is nothing to me.” Her stern gaze leaves a silent warning to stop acting up. You did not heed.

“I’m sick of your attitude. Let’s go fix that right now.”

“Huh!?”

Wednesday drags you back to Nevermore and up the stairs to your dorm. Her grip on your skin is tight and sure to leave a mark. She looks around for your roommate, making sure the coast is clear before she pushes a chair up against the doorknob. That’ll give her enough time to hide if anyone stops by.

“You’ve been quite defiant today. I should educate you on some proper manners.”

In one swift movement, she throws you on the bed, and undoes her tie, her predatory eyes making your pussy throb. You look away, which doesn’t please Wednesday a single bit. She hovers above you and grabs your chin, forcing you to look at her.

“While I adore your submissiveness, I require your utmost attention for what I’m about to do to you.”

She then tilts your chin up, her plump lips floating right above the skin on your neck, hot breaths that further teased you. She left hickeys up and down your neck, marking you as hers for everyone else to know. Your breath hitches as you try to stifle a moan. Wednesday notices and briskly grabs a hold of your neck. 

“Don’t hold back.”

And just like that, you melted at her orders. Little mewls started to come out of you as Wednesday started rubbing your folds through your panties, and your juices started to ooze out of you. Her fingers were rhythmic as they made a moaning mess out of you. You squealed as she entered her fingers inside you, working with feverish haste and giving no time for you to accommodate her. 

While her fingers on one hand were busy, her other hand rubbed circles around your lips, before she dove in for a kiss. She was surprisingly gentle, and her tongue brushed against your lips, begging for entry. You decided to test your luck and denied it. She let out a muffled groan and her thumb purposely brushed over your clit. You jolted, but Wednesday caged you under her, sealing your fate. At that moment, unbeknownst to you, you opened your mouth just enough for her to finally get inside and your tongues danced around in each other’s mouths. An oral ballad that she always won. Your french kiss didn’t last for long as she pulled away and took a mental screenshot of you, tousled under her.

“You’re most alluring in this view.”

She said in a monotone voice, but her eyes glinted with a deep passion for you. It made your heart skip a beat. You couldn’t help the blush that spread across your cheeks but Wednesday snapped you out of it as her head went under your skirt, closer to the heat between your legs. She raised back out with your panties hanging in between her teeth, a morbid grin on her face as she dropped them on the floor. She dove back in and you mentally prepared yourself for what was to come next. Her warm tongue started lapping up the excess juices that were coming out of your pussy and you instinctively opened up your legs for her, your breathing picking up. You grabbed the sheets as your hands shook. She sucked your clit at a devastatingly slow pace, making you quiver at her mercy. You felt so hot and bothered and as the knot in your stomach built up, you unconsciously bucked your hips, which encouraged Wednesday to keep going. Her fingers kept busy inside you as her wet tongue devoured you. 

“W-wednesday, I’m-”

“Just a little longer.”

You plead with her to let you cum. You wouldn’t be able to obey her for long but she wasn’t having it. Your juices started trailing down Wednesday’s fingers as she pumped her fingers in and out of you at an unrelentless pace, her breath picking up. You were twitching, trying to get away from her, but failing, as you were reaching your climax. You let out a loud moan as you came, as Wednesday pulled her fingers out of you and consumed every last drop of cum you had to give. 

You felt satisfied but dizzy as you dropped your head down. Wednesday ran off to clean her hands and face in the bathroom, leaving you to recollect your thoughts. When she came out, she just laid next to you on the bed. Didn’t say anything, it was a tranquil peace as she held your hand and you both stared at the ceiling.

“You still came without my permission. I’ll get you back later.”

[avintagepumpkin]

Slashers when you tell them you love them for the first time.

Featuring: Jason Voorhees, 1978 Michael Myers and Bo Sinclair

Trigger Warning: Mentions of killing, Smut

Not proofread

Jason Voorhees

Stalking and killing teens was hard work, and you had trouble keeping up sometimes. So you had started to work on your cardio, Jason never gave you the slightest inkinkling that it had bothered him. He would slow down to wait for you even if it meant losing the victim. He knew he'd always get them in the end. You just felt like you let him down all the time, he had began to notice when you started staying at home more often, he would gesture why, and then look very sad as he was leaving.

Today, you had been extremely down about yourself, and Jason noticed, he just came and sat down next to you. Setting his chin on your shoulder, he stared at you.

" What?"

You stared back at him. He took both his index fingers and put your lips into a smile.

You gave a soft laugh,

"Is it that obvious?"

He shook his head yes and motioned what was wrong.

" I dont know, sometimes I feel like I'm more of a hindrance to you"

Jason pointed at you then took your hand and put it up to his heart. You felt your cheeks flush, and kissed his mask, whispering,

"I love you."

Jason jumped up and lifted you off your feet, hugging you and spinning you around. He had seen it in a movie you made him watch. After a minute of spinning, you were laughing and getting dizzy, so Jason put you down. He looked at you and pointed to your heart and then at himself, forming a heart with his hands. He wasn't a man of many words, but he made you feel wanted none the less, you knew he was your forever.

Micheal 1978

You and Michael had been dating for about 6 months. Well, you guess you were dating, he never really made it clear. You were beginning to become impatient with the fact he refused to show you any feelings. You didn't know where you two actually stood, and it drove you insane.

You had decided today was the day to make your feelings known, so you sat him down and asked him where he thought your relationship was at. He just shrugged and looked away from you. You took your finger and turned his chin so he was looking at you. You stared deep into his eyes and told him,

"I love you Michael Myers with all my heart, you are it for me."

He just stared at you, then got up and walked out the front door. Your heart was utterly broken. You couldn't believe he had just left you. Tears began to stream down your face, and you cried for what felt like days. Finally, after crying out all of your tears, you fell asleep on the couch. The next morning, you woke up in a groggy haze and noticed Michael had come back. Once he noticed you were awake, he kneeled down in front of you, gesturing at your puffy eyes. You felt the tears beginning to surface again when he took your hand and started to walk you towards the bedroom.

" Michael, no, this isn't how it works. You don't get to break my heart and then take me to the bedroom."

He motioned for you to look, and when you did your heart swelled with love. Laying on your bed was a tombstone with your name and his name on it, only the last name was different, it was stolen for sure. The epitaph read,

"EVEN IN DEATH THEY LOVE"

You jumped into his embrace and began crying, kissing his cheek. He wiped your tears and held you.

Bo Sinclair

Your legs were currently thrown over Bo's shoulders, he was pouding deep and fast into your pussy. You felt so overstimulated, you had been at it for 2 hours and you weren't sure how much more you could take.

Days like these when Bo was upset like he was, usually after one of his victims getting away.

You knew you were in for another few hours of fucking. During one particularly strong orgasm you screamed out his name making him slam harder into you. You felt his balls slap against your ass with each thrust so you knew he was in as far as he could

You were used to him taking his frustration out on you. You actually liked it, but sometimes you craved romance. You two had been together a year and had never said I love you. Feeling another orgasm overtake you, you pulled his face down to yours and whispered "I love you," as your cunt tightened around his huge cock.

Bo stopped mid thrust locking eyes with you,

" What did you just say?"

Feeling embarrassed, you hid your face. But Bo was having none of it he pulled your face back towards him.

"What did you just say to me?"

Tears were beginning to build up

"I love you"

You whispered again,

"Are you fucking serious?"

There was a bit of uncertainty behind it.

" You actually love me, or was you just sayin it because I'm fucking you?"

Your lip trembled unsure of what his reaction was going to be,

"With all my heart, Bo, I'm so madly in love with you"

Bo continued to stare at you, then leaned forward and kissed you passionately. Laying across your body, he wraps his arms around your neck so he could be as close to you as possible. He slowly starts thrusting into you again, kissing your neck and lips. His movements were passionate and deep, leaning into your ear and kissing your lobe he whispers

" I love you so much baby"

After a few more thrusts you both cum together.

Bo relaxed across your chest as his cock slipped out,

"I really love you baby, you're mine forever"

"Ditto"

[drh3nryj3kyll]

OH YEAH ALSO HAVE THIS FIC WIP I STILL HAVE TO WRITE THE PART WHERE VAL COMES IN GOES "wtf vox" THEN THEY JS CUDDLE UHH it's also on ao3

Behind the Scenes (your favourite television man suffers from dysphoria)

Vox woke up to the uncomfortable, warm, wet sensation between his legs. Oh fuck. It was that time of the month. He groaned, digging his claws into the blanket. Why have menstruation in Hell if you can't even fucking reproduce? Well, he supposed this was Hell. It makes for more suffering, doesn't it? Fuck, he even tried to replace his lower parts since Vox was quite easily upgradable. Unfortunately, he'd wake up the next morning just to find it would revert back to what it was no matter how often he tried. Though, for some reason, that issue wasn't present when he got top surgery. Hell's rules sure are strange, but hey, at least Vox didn't have to suffer his past difficulty breathing from having to hide his chest all the time. Binding his chest with bandages did not do well for him at all. It’s been years and he still has breathing difficulties and back pain because of it.

The TV Overlord let out a sigh and sat up. There was a pool of blood where he sat on the bed. Gross. He'd have to change the sheets later. For now, he needed to change. Vox slid off the bed, nearly stumbling when he stood up. He walked to the drawer and . . . Fuck. He was out of pads. Another disgruntled sigh escaped his mouth. It was 4:19 on a weekend, so Velvette would be asleep, if Vox was lucky maybe she was staying up late doom-scrolling. He sent a text and waited, about a minute or two. Velvette hadn't replied yet so Vox figured he'd walk over to her room himself and grab some pads.

When he got to Velvette’s room, she indeed was scrolling on social media. Vox cleared his throat loudly, standing behind the other demon from the other side of the bed. “I sent you a text,” he said flatly.

Velvette didn't even bother to even look at Vox when she replied, “I put you on mute. You're always blowing up my phone about that Alastor weirdo.”

Vox rolled his eyes. He was about to sit on the edge of the bed, but then he realised that was a horrible fucking idea because his pants were drenched in blood, so he remained standing.

“Whatever,” the TV-headed demon grumbled. “I just need some pads. And unmute me. What if I have to tell you something important?”

Velvette scoffed. “If by ‘important–” She made air quotes with her fingers. “–you mean rambling about sharks or the Radio Demon. Fuck’s sake, it's like those are the only two aspects to you sometimes. Pads are in the drawer over there.”

The doll demon pointed to the other side of the bed which Vox stood at still not looking away from her phone. Velvette was annoying, but at least she was casual about the fact Vox was a man who had menstruation. Valentino could sometimes be a little . . . inappropriate, to say the least, with the fact Vox had a pussy whilst being a man. Vox sighed and grabbed a box of pads before retreating to his room.

He set the box on top of a drawer, which he had decorated with a few figurines of various sharks. He also kept his toiletries on that desk because he didn't like keeping them in the bathroom. It felt icky to him, keeping all the soap, toothpaste, shampoo, toothbrush, and everything else near the toilet. Vox grabbed a pad, a change of clothes and put them in the bathroom sink. He sat on the toilet, sighed, took off his pants and put on some new underwear to place his pad on. The TV demon paused for a moment as he looked down. Why couldn't he just have a dick like every other man? Sure, his lower parts looked a lot different from a typical cis woman’s now due to testosterone, but it still wasn't what any other normal guy would have, and he'd never be the same as other men because of it. He'd always have to put on an act to be as masculine as possible to overcompensate. Sure, he easily passed as a man, but still . . . It wasn't the same. He wasn't the same.

Vox pulled his underwear up and put on some pants. He took off his vest and shirt too so he could change into newer and cleaner ones. Vox often wore the same outfit. Velvette and Valentino didn't understand it but he excused it with “needing to be iconic for the public.” Despite being in an industry where change and innovation is a big thing, Vox liked predictability – needed predictability in his life. At least to some extent, in certain aspects like clothing, music, and a vague routine. It always gave him a sense of comfort and control.

The tech-headed demon let out another sigh and dumped his old clothes in the laundry basket. He quickly changed the sheets on his bed and threw himself onto it. Vox really, really wanted to tear at his chest with his claws or a cutter, knife, anything sharp, really, but ultimately, he resisted. He didn't want Valentino to comment on it the next time the two had sex or whatever, as tempting as it was to hurt himself.

Instead, Vox rolled over to the side of the bed and opened the drawer in the nightstand. He kept a few of his comfort items in there, like a shark-shaped fidget toy and other things he could fidget with. Vox preferred the harder, clickier fidget toys, but he did have one of those little necklaces you could chew on too, though he didn't use it often. He couldn't use most stress balls as his claws would usually tear them by accident. That was fine with him, though. The sound and feeling of clicking on something satisfied his mind (technically, he didn’t have an actual ‘brain’, considering the fact he had a television for a head) better. He'd always keep that drawer locked because he feared the other Vees would see it as childish that Vox seeked comfort in such items. They already saw his little shark obsession and the fact his whole room was covered almost almost completely in shark-themed items to be something rather foolish. Vox scooped up a few of his favourite fidget items from the drawer, as well as his shark plushies he kept on top of the nightstand, and put them alongside him on the bed to fidget with. That always helped him relax and get his mind off things.

Vox had nearly fallen asleep now. Nearly. Buuuut, then he heard the door open without warning, and he immediately sat up in a panic. “Who is it?” he called out, but he could already take a guess at who it was. Footsteps approached, and, of course, there stood the TV-headed Overlord’s business partner, Valentino. Vox quickly threw the blanket over his comfort items, but Valentino had most definitely already taken notice.

[iwantanywayyy]

dad and i are sitting on the couch together watching tv. it's Friday night so neither of us should be worried about getting up early tomorrow. i honestly always feel on edge when i have to stay at dad's for the weekends. he watches me do things i know dads shouldnt but he says it's because he loves me and wants to make sure im healthy and safe.

as we're watching the movie he keeps hinting i should go to bed because it's late. every time he talks he presses his toes up against me...i shudder every time and cant help clinging onto the side of the couch. i swear sometimes i see him smirk. he seems annoyed every time i tell him i want to stay up and shakes his foot against my pajama shorts before slightly relieving pressure.

after the fourth time hinting he got up and started muttering to himself as he walked to the kitchen.

i quickly shoved my hands under my panties and checked and oh gosh im so wet why am i wet?! im scared because i know dad does bad things but i can never remember anything i feel crazy and if im wet does that mean i like it? does he know i like it? i hear his footsteps coming back and i quickly squirm back into the position i was in before he left trying to make my face cool down.

he has a cup of water in each hand and i smile in appreciation as he gives me one. taking a few sips i go to put it down but dad tells me to keep drinking because it will make me go to bed quicker. he says he's tired and will do the same but he cant sleep until i do so he counts us down and we both finish our waters before he puts his arm around me and lets me cuddle against him. honestly it made me kind of uncomfortable but dad is so big and he was so warm and made me feel safe at the same time.

as the movie goes on i feel my eyes starting to get hazy. i didnt think the water trick was gonna work that quickly (i didnt think it would work at all honestly but dad's old and maybe it works for him) i mutter out to him im sleepy and try to stand up to bring myself to my bedroom but in my efforts dad firmly grabs my thigh and plops me back down next to him. i dont know why but this made me giggly  so i tried standing up again just so he'd do it and i stumbled back on the couch letting myself fall all the way back.

my eyes were closed for i dont know how long and i felt so sleepy but dad woke me up when i felt his teeth biting into my neck making my eyes flutter open and i couldnt help but cry out i didnt know what was happening i looked down and my tits were pulled out of my top and dad has two fingers trying to shove their way into my little pussy as i squirm against him starting to cry pleading with him over and over to stop but he just hushes me and grabs my neck pulling me up with one hand and pushing me flat against the couch as he strips my pajama shorts off my flailing legs as he tried to force them apart but i fight against him which i shouldn't have because he took his second hand and brought it up to my neck choking me so hard i thought i was going to die!

when he let go i gasped for air and laid there as he easily picked up my legs and placed himself between them. i started crying when i looked down and saw his face pressed against my pussy and felt his tongue drilling my little hole.

"mmmmm little girl stop crying this little pussy is so wet for your daddy isnt it? ive tasted this cute little cunt before you know that sweetheart?"

he shoved a finger inside me making me cry out and beg him to stop i couldnt think at all i felt so weak what was he doing and why didnt i want him to actually stop?!

"you've got no fight left babygirl? you want daddy to breed that tight little teen pussy?"

i laid on the couch exposed and dripping, crying, feeling defeated as my dad pushed my thighs against my chest and lined his big cock against his daughters pussy that he just ran his tongue all over like an animal not caring what im feeling just taking what he wants.

"I'm a filthy fucking man baby im gonna rape my seed into your little teen cunt do you know what that means sweetie?"

i stopped writing there dangit i wanted to know what happened next :/

[final-girl96]

STOLE HEARTS CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Author's Note: It has been forever since I updated this, and I apologize.

~♡~♡~♡~

A WEEK LATER

I sat in the kitchen at my dad's house. After what happened with Eddie I went home and packed as much shit I could get in my car and came straight to my dad's. He wasn't home though; he was on his tour with the rest of the band. So I was here alone. Drowning in my own thoughts; replaying every word Eddie had said to me. I would have stayed in our house but when I told him not to bother coming home it only produced more harsh words from him.

“Well, congratulations, Eddie, you're a free man now. You can go fuck whoever you want and get as drunk and high as you cold icy black heart can handle. I'm done. We're done.” I began to walk towards my car, but stopped and turned back around. “oh, and don't bother coming home. I'll pack your shit and you can go live your life the way you want since I'm such a bitch.”

“Technically, sweetheart, that house is mine. I bought it and it's in my name. So you should be the one to leave.” His words were slurred but still very clear at the same time. “Don't need you anyway. Not when I can have any girl I want. Only used to get where I am now! Stacy is hotter than you and has a better pussy!”

I couldn't stop the tears that fell down my cheeks. He was drunk and didn't mean it. That's what I tried to tell myself. But you know what they say, “drunk words are sober thoughts.” I got in my car, went back to the house, grabbed as much as I could fit in my car, and left. I came to my dad's and the flood of tears I've been holding back that I've been holding in since the hideout. I cried until I fell asleep and when I woke up a few hours later, my eyes were still sore, red, and puffy.

It's been like that on and off for a week. I would cry until I fell asleep, then I'd wake up and force myself to eat something. I haven't gone anywhere or done anything either, just been curled up on the couch or in my bed all day. I didn't bother getting dressed, favoring pajamas or sweatpants and an oversized sweater. I'd slowly make my way into the kitchen and make myself eat something at least once a day.

Today I wore a pair of black sweats and one of my dad's sweatshirts, with a pair of wool socks. I was making my way downstairs when the doorbell chimed through the house. I stopped halfway down the stairs, my heart stopped for a second before picking up and hammering against my ribcage. I haven't heard from Eddie at all since I left that night. I was kind of disappointed and sad he didn't try to reach out, but at the same time I was glad he didn't. I was frozen on the stairs not wanting to check and see who it was; afraid it might be him.

What would I do? What would I say? What would he say? Would he try to apologize? Or would he beg for me to forgive him and give him another chance. Say that he didn't mean everything he said? The doorbell rang again followed by someone pounding on the door. I slowly moved down the stairs and towards the door. The person on the other side pounded on the door again and I moved faster, coming up to the door, and peaking through the peephole. Who I saw was someone I never suspected to be at my doorstep. I unlocked the door and pulled it open.

“You look like shit.” The door was pushed open and they pushed their way into the house. “Excuse you! You can't just barge into my house like you own the fucking place!” I closed the door. “Hargrove!” I walked after him, finding him in the kitchen sitting the bags of food on the counter. “What are you doing here? What the fuck is that?” He started to go through the cabinets. “Hello?”

“It's chinese. Where’re the plates?” I pointed to the cabinet to the left of the stove. “Why are you here?” I asked. He grabbed a couple plates, turned, set them down, and began to pull everything out of the bags. “Thought you'd want company. Also figured you probably haven't been eating much of anything other than ice cream. You women are pathetic after a breakup or any little inconvenience.” I raised my brow at him. “Excuse you? I have eaten more than ice cream, not that it's any of your business and I don't need comp…”

“Honey chicken?” I looked at him confused and he raised his eyebrows at me along with an annoyed look. I nodded my head and he proceeded to put a little over everything on the plates. “Sit and eat.” I sat in one of the stools with a sigh. “I didn't need any company.” Billy stayed standing while he ate and scoffed. “Are you going to tell me that you haven't been curled up in your bed crying all day for a week?” I shoved rice into my mouth and rolled my eyes. “No. Sometimes I lay on the couch,” I said with a small smile forming on my face. Billy scoffed out a laugh. “Oh well, excuse me.”

Silence fell over us for a few minutes while we ate our food. “Why are you really here, Billy?” I asked after a while. He shrugged, “Guess I just thought I'd come check on you. I know you're here all alone and what happened between you and E…” I gave him a look that cut him short. I didn't even want to hear his name. “Look, I know you probably don't want to hear anything about him or what happened at the bar…what he said was fucking…I wanted to knock his ass out for it. But I don't know if what he said is true. And before you bit my fucking head off let me explain why.”

I stood up, going over to the fridge and yanking it open. I pulled a water and a beer out, placing the beer in front of Billy. “Well? Go on. Let's hear why you think he wasn't telling the truth? I mean brink words are sober thoughts, right? That's what they say. But before you do let me tell you something you don't know.” He nodded his head and let me continue. “She was there at his last concert. She was waiting outside. We came back here because things started to get really rocky between us. It was a party every night after a concert…after a while I decided to stop going with him. He continued partying and would be out all night long not getting until sometimes four in the morning.”

I took a sip of water and looked up at him. “I have no doubt that she has been around for a while now. He was just drinking, Billy, and he was also getting high. I know talking about smoking pot either. I'm talking about cocaine. He swore it wasn't all the time and that it wasn't enough for him to get addicted to. It went from just being in the green room with the boys and a few girls the other guys would pick out of the crowd of fans to going out to clubs and being out until four in the morning. Also, It wasn't the first time he said something like that to me.”

[ashbrat488]

Candy - Chapter 14

Word Count: 1389

Cassidy wakes up between Lloyd and August...

MINORS DNI

Cassidy woke up in the morning nestled between August's warm body and the soft snoring of Lloyd behind her. She shifted closer to August, his chest rising and falling rhythmically as he lay awake, staring at the ceiling. His eyes turned to her as she moved, and he greeted her with a soft, "Good morning."

Her voice was soft and contemplative as she asked a question that had been gnawing at her since the night they met at his Christmas party. "Why are you married if you just cheat on your wife with me... and other women?" The idea of being the 'other woman' bothered her more than she cared to admit. She had always known that most of her clients were married, but with August, it felt different, and it stirred feelings of jealousy she hadn't experienced before.

August turned to look at her, his expression thoughtful. "It's a marriage of convenience," he explained, his voice equally quiet. "I married her for the sake of my son. I grew up with divorced parents, always being shuffled around, and I didn't want that for my child."

"So you have an open relationship?" Cassidy probed, trying to understand the dynamics of his marriage.

August let out a low, somewhat ironic chuckle. "More like a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy. We didn't bother with a prenup, and if I left her, she'd get half of everything. So..." He trailed off, the complexity of his situation evident in his eyes.

Cassidy continued to press, her tone tinged with a mix of concern and curiosity. "So, you choose to stay and sleep around with other women? Do you really think that's a healthier environment for your son than just splitting up?"

August's jaw clenched, a sign that he was growing uncomfortable with the conversation. He shook his head slightly. "My son is not your concern. Now," he changed the subject swiftly, pulling her on top of him. She straddled him, her bare skin brushing against his, sending a shiver down both their spines. "Why do you ask? Are you jealous?"

Cassidy scoffed playfully, her hips beginning to move against his. "Jealous? Why on earth would I be?"

"Because there is something here between us, doll... That's why you should stop seeing all other clients and let me take care of you."

"Oh?" She teased his cock, now hard under her with her hands on his chest. "Are you jealous?"

"Fuck yes I am," he admitted freely, grabbing her hips as he glided her pussy over him. "I want you all to myself. Lloyd is lucky he's my friend, or else I would have killed him last night." He reached down between them and grabbed the base of his cock to tease her entrance. "Now tell me you're jealous, doll."

Cassidy could feel the heat building between them as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock, but he halted her descent with a firm grip.

"You can't deny it, Cassidy," August whispered, his voice a blend of desire and challenge that sent shivers down her spine.

"I'm not..." Her voice trembled as he guided her down onto his cock, a moan escaping her lips as pleasure surged through her.

"Liar." August's grip on her hips tightened as he continued to orchestrate their passionate rhythm. He drew closer, his heated breath tantalizing her ear. "Tell me you're jealous, Cassidy."

"August..." Her resistance crumbled with each commanding thrust, her voice reduced to a needy whimper as she surrendered to his dominance.

"Say it," he demanded, his tone thick with possessiveness and lust.

Cassidy's body undulated with pleasure as she rode August with increasing fervor. His words stoked the fire of her longing, and she felt her climax edging ever closer. "Yes," she gasped, her voice heavy with desire. "I'm jealous, August. I want you all to myself."

"Good girl." August's eyes darkened with desire as he watched her. With one hand still tangled in her hair, he seized her hip with the other and thrust into her with primal intensity, propelling her to the brink. Their lips met, their tongues entwining as he moved her against him. She quickened her pace, thrusting forcefully as she neared her release. "Come for me, doll. Make it yours."

With a trembling cry, she collapsed against him, her climax crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her body convulsed with pleasure as he tenderly traced his fingers along her back, their lips locking in a passionate kiss once more.

"That was fucking hot," Lloyd interjected beside them as August groaned.

"I forgot he was still here."

Cassidy giggled, leaning back up straight, still moving slowly on August's cock as her chest heaved. She watched Lloyd hop out of bed and open a bedside drawer before positioning himself behind her. "What are you doing?"

"Have you ever done anal, pumpkin spice?"

"Yes," she gasped out as she felt him push her onto August's chest before she felt the cold lube.

August stroked his fingers through her hair, lifting her chin to pull her lips to his to distract her. He felt her tense before whimpering into his mouth as he felt her pussy clench around him and knew that Lloyd had begun to push his way into her. "Relax," he whispered as she nodded, swallowing down a moan.

"Fuuuck," she whimpered as Lloyd eased his way into her ass. "Fuck." She relaxed, letting her body become accustomed to the feeling as August moaned low in his throat.

Lloyd gave a short thrust before withdrawing, only to slide his cock back inside. Her breath hitched as he started to pump into her, stretching her opening to accept his length.

"Like that, pumpkin spice?"

"Yeah."

"Good." Lloyd began to increase the speed of his strokes, speeding up as August began to pump into her at the same time.

Her hands gripped the bedsheet on either side of August's head as he held her firmly against his chest. Each thrust seemed to send another jolt of pleasure coursing through her body as her juices dripped from her.

She leaned back to look at August and found him staring at her with an intensity she'd never seen before. It caused her heart to skip a beat and made her quiver with anticipation. He grinned as she met his gaze and smiled. "This feels good," she admitted, biting her lip to hold back a moan as Lloyd increased the speed of his strokes. "Don't stop..."

"I'm gonna fill your fucking pussy, doll," he told her with a smirk as he thrust into her.

"Ahhh..." She bit her lip to keep from crying out as another orgasm built up inside her. The feeling was so intense, her body trembling as her climax washed over her.

"Yes..." she cried out, clawing desperately at the sheets as her body seized up. The feeling lingered long after the waves had faded and both men stayed inside her, slowing after filling her.

Lloyd pulled away slowly before collapsing onto the bed beside them. August kept Cassidy on his chest, lifting her chin to gaze into her eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she panted with a smile. "Another bath would be nice though."

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her lips before rolling her onto the bed beside Lloyd. "You got it."

As Cassidy stepped out of the bathtub, a hushed conversation between Lloyd and August caught her attention. She wrapped a blanket around herself and tiptoed to the slightly ajar bedroom door, straining to overhear their words.

"Why did you tell her we had a present for her? I told you that we weren't involving her in this," August's voice hissed, his irritation palpable.

Cassidy heard some rustling from the bedroom, which only piqued her curiosity further. She leaned in closer, trying to catch every word.

"And I told you that we should involve her. That she deserves to decide for herself."

"Well, I'm the one in charge."

Lloyd's exasperated sigh echoed in the room. "Oh, fuck off, August. Your ego is even bigger than mine. And what are we going to do about Joe?"

Cassidy couldn't help but peek through the crack in the door to see August resting his hands on his hips, deep in thought. "Show her the videos," he finally responded.

Cassidy could contain her curiosity no longer. She pushed the bedroom door open and stepped inside, wrapping the blanket more tightly around her. "Show me what videos? And what's my present?" Her eyes darted between the two men, her expression a mix of intrigue and confusion.

Chapter 15 Candy

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Chapter Seven: Pink Dress

The sex that was just had couldn't be put into words it lasted forever and he never wanted to stop she lost count of how many orgasms she had. But she would never forget how deep he was inside of her and how he made her feel. She'll remember the people in the next room knocking on the wall to tell her to quiet down she'll remember the headboard constantly beating on the wall and his lips being on every inch of her body she'll remember his chain hitting her in the face with each stroke and his hand wrapped around her throat tightly.... She'll remember it all.

He made it that way on purpose. He needed her to make her way back to him because he wasn't through with her yet regardless of what he said he liked her... a lot and he looked forward to seeing her but her decision to suddenly stop the sex because she wanted more ... didn't make sense to him. So he did what he knew how to do and that's fuck her just the way she likes she never had to tell him what she likes he just knew her body inside and out he knew when to tease her he knew when to give her his all or ease up he knew her.

But now that was all over..... according to her. He had just finished putting his clothes on as she watched him completely mesmerized. Her body glowed she hadn't felt that good in a while. Goodbye sex hit different Her face was relaxed In a smile. He stared down at her taking mental pictures. "So this is bye fr? Or you've changed your mind?" She bit her lip. Sitting up she covered her body with the blanket and began to speak

"That was amazing .... But I still have to let this go for my sake I could really fall for you and then I'll just be stuck.... Stuck loving you from the background stuck waiting on you and stuck being number Two and I'm just too damn good for that... you can agree with that" He came back closer to her grabbing her head gently kissing her lips and her forehead staring deep in her eyes. "Yeah you are completely right you deserve somebody who can give you more than I can right now but selfishly I want you around so if you ever wanna come back around just hit my line? Okay?" "Okay" He kissed her one last time his fingers went under the blanket and slowly entered her making her gasp.

"Give me one more before I go" her back arched as she grabbed his arm digging her nails in as she moaned and grinded against his hand. "I'm really gon miss this pussy ... it's so damn good" "Fuck... mmmm" she said softly his thumb rubbed her sensitive clit and she released all over his hand. Her eyes were closed but he watched her cum taking her all in.He needed to remember her just like that. He sighed pulling away from her "Alright I gotta catch my plane in a couple hours soooo...I gotta go" he kissed her again "goodbye LaMelo be safe" he walked towards the door slowly "hopefully this isn't really good bye" he says before shutting the door. She lays down calming her breathing down.

This was a new chapter in her life.... And it was gonna be worth it.  She settled in the bed drifting off to sleep. The next morning when she woke up she took her time getting up then she brushed her teeth took a bird bath and went and worked out after she worked out she came back in taking a shower she hadn't heard from Jayson until he texted. "It'll be tickets at the door saved under your name" "oooou professional I would've bought my own tickets though " "well now you don't have too.... can't wait to see you" "Ditto💕"

Everytime she moved her body she could still feel Melo she was so tempted to text or call him and hadn't even been 12 hours yet. Is it wrong to have two boyfriends? I mean neither has committed to her so why does she have to be committed to either of them. She's sure Jayson isn't a saint he's a NBA player he's getting some from some where it's no way he's not. Why can't she do the same? And when and if he wants to be official she'll just drop Melo. But what if she can't ever truly drop Melo should she just stay in the shadows ... what should she do?

A few hours passed by and she was at the game with her friend once again. She dressed very boho chic today a cute plain black top with black and white polka dotted pants with wide pant legs and cute sandals that showed her fresh pedicure and her faux Locs was pulled up into a high bun. "So you and Jaylen 👀" YN says smirking at her friend looking her up and down "I haven't spoken to him since that night" YN gasped "did you fuck?" "Yeah and uh it was decent but I was expecting more it's my fault really" "more in what way?"

" aggression? Idk like you saw how we were in the club he was tonguing me down and when we got back to my place he turned into a little puppy like I had to guide him but he did put it down but I don't like feeling like I have to take charge🙄" "it's cause you're not patient😂 he probably would've stepped up"

"hmmm maybe so but regardless he hasn't hit me up so maybe I was wack" "I doubt it he might text it's just been two days" "speaking of two days ... what made you stay? I love having you in my city but you're never here this long" "You right and a little birdie told me he would make it worth my while... so I'm trying it out" "J.T?" "Mhmm" YN naturally bit her lip thinking about him "aye if y'all get together then I'll see you more... I'm here for it" "shittt me too but if you miss me friend come and see me😩😩"

And finally the national anthem was sung and the players were called individually she watched as Jayson glanced up into the stands to try and find her but he didn't see her yet. But the game was about to start. So he started to focus. Jayson,Jaylen and three of their teammates took the floor.

"Maybe Jaylen will work for you" YN said softly to her friend "we will see ..." "what about doctor bae?" "He still trippin after our date got canceled he hasn't planned another one and I tried too yesterday but he came up with excuses shit pointless Fr" "that sucks cause he seemed sweet" "they always seem sweet in the beginning" YN sighed " yeah man 🥺"

                          *Time Skip*

It took until half time but he finally saw her in the stands his team was only down by 5 it's been a close game this whole time. She loved the way he looked up at her like she was a new opportunity he saw something in her that she didn't see in herself yet. When the game started back up it's like he had a second wind. He had made an additional 15 point points in the third quarter and by the time the game ended he had 58 points which is super close to beating his record. With him going off like that they won the game the Grizzles had no clue what to do they weren't expecting that at all.

After the game she had planned on getting dinner and then going to sleep. Jayson would be spending time with his son for the night and then his mother would get him tomorrow and that's when she would see Jayson. She was nervous about it honestly she had no clue what they would be doing but hopefully they get to know eachother and become friends and maybe build to more she was excited for the future .

                     *the next day*

It was three in the afternoon and Jayson was downstairs waiting for her. He decided to keep his plans a secret. YN didn't like surprises too much because she like to know what she should dress for. Like if they were doing something fun and then going out to dinner at nice restaurant maybe some jeans and a cute shirt so she could move if they were going bowling she needed socks it's multiple things she wanted to know but he told her nothing so she settled on a maxi dress she put heels in her bag to dress it up

For dinner but it was comfortable enough that if they had a picnic or went walking she would be fine in her sandals. Her jewelry was champagne colored. He was outside the car for her which made her smile. "You look beautiful I love your hair" she had decided to take her faux Locs out since she was anxious about the date so it took her mind off it so now her hair was in high puff. "Thank you ... you look nice too" his look was casual but she found him so sexy.

After he said thank you he opened her door letting her in and then he shut the door after her. Then he got into the car he glanced at her. She smiled "Do you wanna tell me where you are taking me JT" "oooou you calling me JT now?" He pulls off "that's what other people been calling you I thought I would just fall in line" he laughed

"don't be like others be different" she smiled "okay stop switching the subject" "you like how I did that huh?" "Nahhh you too slick you almost got me" she laughed "okay last time ima ask can I at least get a hint?" "I guess you can get a hint.... It's one of my favorite spots I think you'll like it it's a nice day" "hmmm so is it outside" "yeah it's outside" "I'm dressed okay for it though?" "You're dressed perfect" she smiled "thank you"

"you seem a little more shy today what's going on?" "I'm not trying to be... I'm just digesting everything and I was drunk the first time you met me drunk YN is a different type of girl but I am a little nervous I'll be honest" "hmmm why?" "Dates make me nervous.... Spending time with new people make me nervous I'm a home body" "mmm I get that I do I'm laid back myself so I appreciate you spending time here choosing to stay a few days to get to know me I know you could be doing better things" "I don't wanna be anywhere else .... I'm enjoying my time here " she smiled he grabbed her hand softly. " well don't be nervous or shy....I'll guide through it all"  She wondered if that was layered like what would he guide her through just the date? Or the whole relationship since she was timid but she felt like that question was too loaded for the playful mood they were in so she remained quiet

When they were close to their destination she glanced out the window "oh wow that is so beautiful I haven't seen anything like this" "that's where we going so I'm glad you like it" he smiled wide she glanced at him "you had this planed or are you just stopping cause I like it?" He laughed "it's the plan.... We have a tour guide and everything" "oh my goshhh I'm so excited .... What's the name of this place?"

"Charles River it has a lot of nice spots" he parks the car "so do you always take people here?" he laughs as they get out of the car. "Nah I wouldn't recycle no place with you" he waits for her behind the car as she fixes her dress and grabs her bag walking back to meet him. "Wellll maybe you can come to my city some time ... if you like me by the end of the night" she grabs his hand make the first move he smiles squeezing her hand quickly and then keeping a strong hold on it. He was glad she initiated touching him cause he was trying to respect her space and boundaries but now he knows she's open.

They headed to the bridge to meet the person giving them a tour "I'm sure I will still like you" "you know what I couldn't stop thinking about the other night?" "Nah enlighten me?" "That kiss..... you kissed me like you've been waiting for me" he smiled laughing slightly "maybe I have..... like I don't go out that much but I happen to meet you the one time I choose to go out with Jaylen you weren't supposed to be out either but you ended up out .... Now how that work....I deserve you" she smiled "I'm not perfect at all I'm a little Fucked up" "and that's fine cause I am too but like I said .... I deserve you" they finally make it over the hill where the tour guide introduces himself and walks them to a golf cart. YN was great that it would be some space between him and them

"You guys can sit on the back and I can talk you through things or I can just drive and if you guys have questions you can ask" "which do you prefer?" YN asks smiling "honestly the latter it's all self explanatory except for a few historical moments you may enjoy" "okay you don't have to explain everything then" YN laughed slightly as they sat down "thank you mam..... I wish I gave more people like you tours..... ima huge fan by the way" he glances back at Jayson turning the golf cart on

"thank you sir" YN says making a joke Jayson shakes his head "thank you man" Jayson says smiling  "you're welcome .... alright let's go!!!" The tour guide got hype all of sudden speeding off making Jayson and YN laugh. "Mind if I play my radio?" The tour guide asked "no man you can call play it" Jayson says so the Tour guide turns it on

"now back to you" Jayson says licking his lips making YN blush "back to me what?" "You said you a lil fucked up .... So what made you dead that lil situation you was in?" "It was time.... I rather not get my feelings tangled in with someone who is always gonna just see me as a second option... he agreed I deserve better" "but he couldn't give you better?" "I'm sure he could have but he didn't want too" "as long as you know" Jayson smirked making YN lift an eyebrow

"what you mean?" "If a man wants to do something he will... like me I just met you two days ago but I was able to plan this date while getting to know you.... And working and it's all because I wanted to get to know you even if this doesn't develop into a relationship even though I hope it does but if it doesn't I know I gave my all" she smiled and kissed his lips quickly she was sure why she was being so bold but she liked it

"not in front of the trees YN" he said jokingly she bit her lip "well ...that was very pg compared to the kiss I was thinking about" he licked his lips "ahhh you can show me that in the car....." "you don't like pda?" "sometimes but getting carried away and can't do anything about it ... that'll fuck me up" it's the way he looked at her he meant every word he said " get carried away how? What you wanna do to me?"

He smiled staying quiet for a while she watch him intently as he thought about the many positions he could put her in but that was for a different time.

"It's the first date.... So just kiss" "you sure?" "That's all you're gonna do.... So that's all I wanna do.... No sex for you" she laughed loudly "why you acting like you know me already what if I have sex on the first date?" "You bluffing that didn't even sound right coming out your mouth stop it" she smirked "you right" "yeah yeah I know" "but you don't like to be teased?" "Nah I don't even like them games at all" she bit her lip

"I'm a teaser...." "If you tease me I'll tease you so bad you'll never wanna try me again" Now that was sexy "wanna bet?" She smirked "look at the trees and stop playing with me" he smiled pulling her closer "even though you didn't ask.... I love being teased" "mmmm that makes sense then" "what makes sense?"

"Your whole attitude especially when I say certain things I see your eyes light up" she shook her head "my face always tells on me man" "yeah it does it's how I'm getting to know you" "so ask me something........ something you really wanna know and I'll answer honestly" "are you using me as a rebound from the last situation? Cause even if it wasn't a relationship it was clearly serious to you and if I'm a rebound or distraction I just wanna know " "I don't believe in rebounds I wouldn't use anybody especially not a innocent person just so I can feel better no.... You asked me out and I like spending time with you that's why I'm out"

"last question about that situation if he dropped everything and said I wanna be with you would you drop everything too?" She thought for a second "Honestly if he cheated on her what would make me different? I couldn't trust him enough to be my boyfriend" she shocked herself with what she said cause she never really Thought about it but now it was clear she had made her decision. Waiting on Melo was stupid cause she doubts he'll change so why add herself to the cycle she's glad she got out now"Wow that's a different way of thinking" "I mean .... It's the truth "

"sorry did I get you down?" "No no I just hadn't thought about it .... I asked him if he could ever be serious with me and he said no he would never leave his girl and that made it easier to leave.... It had nothing to do with you but if I'm still being honest you came at the perfect time" "and why is that?"

He smiled which made her smile too " you have me out in public in broad daylight ..... with no issues and you made time to do it" "so what that mean?" "It means someone would date me like Fr date me .....  I'm pretty and I'm smart with personality I get that but that's not always a selling point to be wifed" "well you wife material so let's make sure this thang work I know you fresh on the market but I wanna put my bid in and snatch you back off " she smiled he kissed her lips softly making her relax It was easy with him it had never felt so easy with anyone

"I want to start by being honest" "don't tell me anything you have a clean slate ... starting now it's me and you fuck everything else" "you sure?" "I promise"

"I'm happily off the market.... After the first date Damn" "not even after..... during .... You like me already I'm that good" "that's my damn problem" she shook her head laughing "well.... You my problem now so say hello to your new chapter" he kissed her check