#campbell eliot smut

[riddlehoes]

Need advice on whether or not this is good for my book on Wattpad! Please be critical:) but not mean.

Okay here we go:

For context: Cory/Sloane( his nickname for her) and Harry were making out in a Jacuzzi like 15 minutes before.

She giggled and pulled him to her, pressing her lips onto his. She pulled his shirt off of him, going for his jeans before he stopped her.

She continued to kiss him, and he let her. "We-can't. I-" he tried to say between each kiss, huffing but complying. "Baby, Sloane hey. I don't want our first time to be like this, okay? I want you to remember everything." He told her, kissing her neck. She got visible goosebumps as she shivered, leaning her head up to give him more room. "Your mouth is saying one thing but your mouth is also saying something else." She whispered, quietly moaning as he sucked behind her ear.

"Okay. Yeah okay. We need to stop. Damn it." Harry pushed himself away from her. "It's fucking freezing. Want to take a bath?" He asked her, walking towards his bathroom.

She nodded and followed him, taking off her bra and underwear as he started the water. "No touching." Harry told her as she sat down, he looked away once he realized she was already naked. "For fucks sakes." He mumbled under his breath, taking off his boxers.

He sat against the back of the tub and she slid in front of him, leaning against his chest, trying to ignore his hard-on.

He hissed as she tried to get comfortable.

She moaned as the water got to the perfect temperature then turned it off, leaning against his chest quietly.

He began to massage her shoulders, tensing up every time she moaned. "Sloane you have to stop." He whispered in her ear as he began to rub her her chest, his fingers nearing her hard nipples then shying away causing her breathing to get higher and higher.

He continued to rub her stomach and chest, suppressing his moans as she slid against his length.

His hands dipped into the hot water for a moment then shook them off and put one of them over her right breast, kneading it like dough.

She moaned quietly leaning her head between his shoulder and neck, one of her hands coming up and gripping the back of his head.

His hands slid down to her clit, spreading it as he gently stroked it, another quiet moan and grip.

"I-I thought there was n-no touching." She whispered, her back grinding against his dick.

Harry let out a quiet moan as he continued to torture her clit, slow strokes, rubbing her thighs or breast with his left hand

"Come on." He whispered as he noticed her breathing getting heavier. The lights flickered then went out as she came, still sliding up and down against him.

Cory turned around to face him, pulling him in for a heated kiss, her folds riding against his length as she grinded up and down against him.

She sucked his bottom lip then let it fall back in to place as her lips moved to his neck. "Birth control. I'm on-... I'm on birth control” she mumbled as he grabbed his length and angled it at her entrance. "You r-ready?" She asked him, sliding down onto him.

He let out a sigh of relief, thrusting up into her as the water sloshed in and out of her.

"Oh my-okay." He moaned, gripping her hip as she kissed his earlobe then switched back to his mouth.

She squeezed him inside, her climax coming again. Booze always sped it along, she never thought she'd be so sad to come again.

"Come on Harry." She whispered in his ear as she squeezed again and he let out a moan of relief as he came in her, her following soon after as he slowed down.

He kissed her collarbones as she stayed on top of him, feeling his dick pulse inside of her.

The two looked at each other, smiling sloppily as they kissed feeling woozy as they came down from their highs.

"I think you were made for me." He whispered, hissing as she pulled him out of her and pumped him a few times. Then sat against the bathtub wall, clenching her walls around nothing.

Harry slowly stood up, his legs shaky and helped her up, wrapping a big towel around her body then grabbed one for himself.

"Go pee." He whispered, pecking her lips. She nodded and sat on the toilet, watching as he made sure his bedroom door was locked then fell on the bed, not bothering to get dressed.

Once she was done peeing, she washed her hands and joined him, her towel falling off as she laid next to him.

He scanned her body, staring at her as she slowly opened and closed her eyes.

He pulled her into him, she wrapped her legs around him as they kissed slowly, never wanting to stop.

He got up and put some boxers on once he was able to detach from her then grabbed a pair for her and one of his hoodies.

Cory had fallen asleep so he had to slowly slide the boxers on and the shirt on then place the blanket over her.

Harry kissed her forehead and pulled her body against his, wrapping his arms around her waist as he drifted off to sleep.

[chillassimagines]

Simon Says - Campbell Eliot Smut

When you can could you pretty please make a smut of Campbell and reader playing the game of something similar to Simon says? Where the two are pleasuring themselves and they can't take the suspense anymore and they start to please the other.

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“I’m not playing that, that’s literally the stupidest shit to be doing right now.” Campbell scoffed and shook his head at you. Being a day off from responsibilities, you wanted to have some fun.

“I bet you’d play if…we drank?” You pulled out two bottles of liquor from your bag that you brought over to his house. His eyes widened for a second, but then a grin crossed his mouth.

“I’m sure one game wouldn’t hurt.” He hummed mischievously, joining you to sit on his bed. You kicked your bag off of the bed and handed him a bottle.

“I’ll go first…Simon Says…smile.” His face immediately dropped making you laugh. “C’mon Campbell! Simon Says smile!” You giggled as he shook his head once more and gave a half assed smile. “Simon Says hold up your left pinky.”

“This is so dumb.” He held up his left pinky and maintained his smile.

“You can stop smiling.” He stopped immediately making you point at him. “Simon didn’t say.” You sang, wagging your finger at him.

“Oh noo.” He said sarcastically, popping the lid off and taking a large drink from the bottle. You popped off your lid and took a swig just for fun.

“Woo! Alright, your turn, baby.” You said eagerly, but of course he didn’t match your energy.

“Well, Simon Says…” He stared off into thought for a few moments. “Stick your tongue out.” You raised a curious brow, but obliged to the order. “Simon Says, waterfall the drink into your mouth.”

“Funny.” You said and proceeded to follow the next order, and put your tongue back out after you swallowed.

“Simon Says you can stop sticking out your tongue.” You follow. He hummed for a second, thinking again. “Simon Says, give me a kiss.” His devilish smirk drew you in every time.

“This game isn’t too bad.” You teased before leaning forward to give him his kiss. His hand cupped the back of your neck, pulling you into him for a bit longer than planned.

“Simon Says…take another drink with me.” He whispered against your lips. You rolled your eyes.

“Every other command is a drink or something, Campbell?” He raised the bottle to clink against yours.

“No, but I’ve gotta have a little fun. And you don’t have to do it on your own, see?” Campbell waved the bottle in front of your face before downing some more. You took a deep breath out and inhaled in your next drink.

“Next time, I’ll remember a chaser.” You pursed your lips together, feeling the tingle of the alcohol on them.

“Simon Says, turn around.” You got onto your knees, spun around facing away from him on the bed sitting on your butt again. “You up for one more?” He questioned, making you sigh.

“Guess i brought it to use.” You lifted the bottle up in faux cheers, not facing him still.

“Simon Says, we’ll take one last shot together.” You take the last swig like a champ and cap the bottle, putting it on the side table.

“I’ll probably be a little tipsy, I can’t lie.” You laughed at yourself, knowing you didn’t drink as much as others did.

“Simon Says…lean your head to the left side.” You silently do as he says. “To the right.” You refuse to move, grinning at your attentive skills. He laughs softly. “Tough cookie.”

“I’m a pro at this, baby. It’s not hard to follow directions.” You initiated a slight teasing jab at your boyfriend. He hissed teasingly.

“Ooo, the pain.” You felt the weight on the bed begin to shift closer to your back. “Since you’re so good at following directions…Simon Says, take off your top.” Your jaw dropped, not believing what he said. You originally thought you two would be laughing and doing dumb stuff the whole time.

“Campbell-“

“Simon Says…right?” His breath fanned your ear, making you shudder internally. You followed his order and lifted your top from your torso, your head returning to its lean. You heard his hum of appreciation, whether it was for your obedience or the view you weren’t sure.

“Next?” You asked, more quiet than you’d spoken previously.

“Take off your bra.” He whispered again, but your hands didn’t move an inch. He let out another hum. “Yeah, you’re right, it’s more fun if I do it anyways.” He proceeded to unclip your bra and gently push it down your arms, flinging it across the room. Your breathing was trying to pick up, but you didn’t want it to be obvious with your now bare chest.

“I am good.” You tried to act cocky, but it came out a bit weak. He pressed his lips softly against your shoulder.

“You are…very good.” You bit your lip, knowing this was going to take a turn. “Simon Says, take off these shorts and spread your legs.” You gingerly slid the shorts off your body and hesitate a moment before spreading as instructed. “You good?”

“Very.” You chirped in response, feeling so exposed while Campbell was most likely clothes still.

“Simon Says, touch those pretty nipples for me.” He leaves another kiss on your neck, waiting to remove his lips until your fingers began to trace where he instructed. “Simon Says, stick that tongue out again.” You followed instructions, not stopping your ministrations, goosebumps rising.

His mouth started sucking on your neck, at just the spot that made you shiver under him. You felt an odd sensation traveling down between your breasts. You looked down to see it was a trail of saliva, now rushing past your navel.

“Kiss me baby.” He purred against your skin, but you only let out a small moan in response feeling the liquid reach your core. He laughed and nuzzled his cheek against yours, his lips kissing the corner of your mouth where your tongue was still out. “Simon Says, slide your fingers on your tongue.” You could hear his belt becoming undone, making you want to turn around, but you followed his orders, one hand still pulling on your nipple.

He let you salivate on your fingers for a bit, probably enjoying peering down at you.

“Simon Says you can take those fingers, close that mouth, and touch where you need it.” You didn’t hesitate to bring them down to your hot center. You ran your fingers through your slit, basking in the bliss.

“Baby.” You moaned, arching your back slightly. He hummed into your neck, maybe with a bit too much pleasure in his tone. He was loving this.

“Yeah, Simon’s gonna enjoy this with you, baby. Simon Says lean your head back and put them fingers inside.”

Your fingers shook as you pressed two up inside of yourself, crying out and leaning your head back to touch his chest. His lustful eyes peering down on you, and you realized he got rid of his shirt.

“Imagine it’s me baby…giving you every single push inside. Hitting those spots that make those pretty toes curl…ah, ah! Just like that.” You could hear the shuffling of his hand wrapped around himself, pushing himself into bliss.

“Ooo, Campbell!” You struck yourself in that sweet spot, basking in the toe curling moment. “I wan’ more.” You begged in a hushed tone.

“Simon Says lay back and let me see you do it.” You were in a hurry to lay on your back and resume your actions, wanting nothing more than his body weight on top of you.

“Please.” You whimpered, your fingers speeding up to help chase your high. Your eyes dropped to his hand, rushing up and down his member.

“Simon Says, stop everything.” You whimpered and threw your hands on either side of yourself.

“C’mon c’mon!” Your thigh shook with anticipation, while he continued to give you a show.

“If you hadn’t been so…good, I might have just kept you like this. My own little painting…” He began to line himself up with your entrance, tracing up and down your clit.

“I’m so good, Campbell, for you.” You spoke quickly, hoping he would get a move on.

“Should Simon make you work just a little harder?” He whispered, leaning back down to your ear. You whimpered and shook your head, your hips following his movements.

“Uh-uh, no please don’t! I’ve been so good, baby.” You begged, wanting this orgasm so bad, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Simon Says, let me hear you beg.” He said, sliding inside of your warmth shaking slightly. You mewled out probably one of the most pornographic sounds, but it was great.

“Please baby, I’ll be good. I’ll do whatever you say, you know it.” He began his pace slowly, dipping in and slowly pulling away a bit.

“Simon Says, beg…harder.” He emphasized, picking it up a bit. You yelped at the sudden pleasure of the pace and cooed to him.

“I know you can fuck me so well. I don’t even have to say Simon Says…I-I can just say please, baby! Please fuck me Campbell!” He soon granted your wish, the pace speeding up, skin slapping with aggression, damp with sweat.

“Be a good girl and tell me you want this.” He grunted, gripping your thighs with a passion.

“I want it all, Campbell! Only you can give, it, to, me!” Your head lolled back as he repeatedly rocked you back and forth like a doll.

“You can have everything, princess. Everything.” He let out heavy pants, and you could tell he was getting close. He just needed a little…encouragement.

“I want you to cum for me then, baby. Play by the rules…Simon Says cum! F-fuck!” You felt the knot inside of your stomach snap apart, your high trembling across your entire body. You felt him releasing inside of you and you thanked the lord for the birth control pills you had left. Campbell began to relax as he hovered over you. He dipped his lips down to yours, seeming to savor the taste of your lips.

“Simon didn’t say.” He parted with your lips, looking into your eyes curiously. Your eyebrows furrowed, his curiosity turning mischievous.

“What are you talking about baby?” You asked, smoothing his hair back delicately with your fingers.

“Simon didn’t say you could cum.” Your jaw dropped slowly, realizing he was ready to play again.

[purestxblood]

BORN TO DIE ▷ Campbell Eliot (chapter sixteen)

╔                                                             ╗  you think he took me?  you think i knew not what i did  when i laughed and placed those  crimson seeds upon my tongue? ╚                                                            ╝

I don’t normally share my fan fictions here on Tumblr, sticking solely to Wattpad and leaving one-shots for here. However, I’ve seen a lot of people asking for Campbell one-shots and The Society smut. LOL So I wanted to share a chapter on here. 

This chapter is mainly smut and is definitely, for mature audiences. If you want to read the rest of the fan fiction you can find it on Wattpad under my username: purexblood or by clicking this link here. 

Enjoy xx

THIS WASN'T THE FIRST TIME LENA AND CAMPBELL WERE ALONE IN A ROOM WITH the sole intent of having sex. Lena was the type of girl to remember all encounters from the date and place to whether or not they made it past first base and woke up from a celebration of making it home.

This had been the second time Lena drunkenly found herself with Campbell in Harry's guest bedroom.

It had been too familiar to her yet she didn't feel anxious or nervous like she did prior, she felt calm as if she was at home – except the two were everything but calm and collected.

This time was different than the rest.

They weren't two teenagers awkwardly undressing before the other in exchange of a first kiss. They were two deviled souls ready to give into their sinful desires and ravish the other.

Lena was quick to pull Campbell up the staircase, the two drunkenly toppling over the other as they took dramatic strides up each level. In the past the two had been subtle with their sensual cues, now they didn't care of the rumors that they knew would transpire once everyone sobered up.

They were both loud and obnoxious, ignoring all stares and curious yet judgmental eyes of those watching the two wrap in each other's affection as they sought an empty room.

Their hands didn't unhook from the other as if they each feared the moment their touch withered, their moment would cool astray.

With her back pressed against the door, Lena wrapped her hands around Campbell's neck, intertwining her fingers together so her grasp wouldn't break. Their lips met in a heated desperate kiss, both fighting for dominance but not one giving up power to the other.

Campbell's hands caressed Lena's cheeks before sliding down her jaw to palm her throat. His two hands tightened around the sides of her neck as he took control of their kiss and slid his tongue into her mouth massing his against hers. Her hands went to his hair and she fisted his locks, moaning as his grip on her neck tightened with each stroke of his tongue along hers.

Their bodies pressed together and his left hand snaked from her neck down to her chest, cupping her mound tighter before returning down to her thigh. His hand roamed her upper thigh to between her legs, his index and ring finger pressing against her short clad core in a teasing manner to give her a soft sense of pleasure.

Lena moaned as his fingers pressed into her but groaned and bit his bottom lip harshly when he pulled away, leaving her heat aching for his touch. Campbell smirked as she roughly tugged on his lip between her teeth and his hold on her neck with his right hand squeezed. She was certain she'd wake in the morning with remnants of his fingers upon her flesh and the idea turned her on more than his grip.

His left hand squeezed her thigh and she automatically jumped, lifting herself to wrap her legs around his waist, his free hand now wrapped around to support her against the door. She could feel his erected member press against her jeans and with one swift move he grinded into her core, his lips twisting into a smirk when she pulled away from their kiss to moan loudly.

Campbell could hear a snap of a camera and out of his peripheral vision see a classmate with their phone directed towards the sensualized pair. His lips trailed to her neck where he suckled and nibbled on her skin between her shoulder and neck, his eyes casually flashing from being closed to watching the girl take their photo.

While most would be disgusted over the fact someone was interrupting their intimate moment and taking a photo or video for the purpose of gossip, Campbell became aroused from the subject.

Lena and Campbell were everything but intimate at that moment. Sure, they were nearly dry-humping and exchanging wet kisses against Harry Bingham's guest bedroom door but they weren't secluded and paid no mind to the fact people were drunkenly watching.

Campbell liked the idea of his classmates watching. He finally had Lena right where he wanted her and now everyone would know it. No more secrecy.

Lena Dobson finally gave in to the hands of Campbell Eliot. Lena was his.

What Campbell didn't want was exposing the most vulnerable parts of his love. Instead of toying with the lingering eyes and giving them a show, Campbell's hand fell from her neck and went to the doorknob, twisting it open to shove them both inside.

With his hands underneath her bum, Campbell carried Lena to the bed and threw her across the mattress. Lena burst into a fit of drunken giggles as she bounced on the fluff while Campbell slammed the door shut and twisted the lock into place before turning and pouncing atop of Lena.

His legs straddled her waist and his mouth went to her lips, his body moving along hers as she pushed herself higher up the mattress to rest her head on the pillows. Their lips met and her hands went to his shirt, lifting the material up to pull it off him – his hands doing the same but slowly lingering as his knuckles brushed the sides of her bra laced breasts.

Lena allowed Campbell to pull her shirt off while she kissed him back, taking control to deepen the kiss and occasionally suck on his tongue then pull on his bottom lip in a bite. She could hear the moans vibrating through Campbell and feel his smirk when she bit his lip which caused her to bite harder each time.

Underneath Campbell's touch, Lena's body melted and became submissive to his fingers so each time he moaned and grinded his throbbing member into her heated core made her feel confident that she had served dominance.

Campbell broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck while his hands roamed her lower stomach up to her breasts. One at a time each hand fiddled with her bra straps before he slid them down her shoulders, loosening the bra to pull down each cup.

His mouth continued to taste each part of her skin until he took his time worshiping each breast. While one hand groped and massaged one mound, his lips were pressing open mouthed kisses to the other, his tongue flicking her nipple before grazing with his teeth and sucking hard.

Lena's breathing hitched into pants and her back arched, her hands going to his head. There had been plenty of times a guy kissed her in intimate places but none had ravished her body as if it were their last breath.

Using Lena's arch of pleasure as leverage, Campbell snuck his left hand behind her back and unhooked her bra, pulling the material off her and tossing it to the floor.

His eyes took in her semi-nude body to her face. Lena's lips were slightly swollen from kissing, her bottom lip puffier than the top with a faint purple color from being bitten numerous times to her caramel eyes staring at him with lust and intensity.

"What's a matter daddy?" Lena's lips twisted into a smirk and her hand went to cup his cheek then slid down his jaw to his neck where she mimicked his action and slightly choked him with a tight closed grasp, "cat got your tongue?"

Campbell's eyes hazed with lust as she tightened her hand around him, his own smirk matching hers. His free hand went to her own neck where tiny blue hues began to form from where his fingers were prior and Lena's eyes closed.

"Not one bit princess."

They were in a battle, both turned on from each other's act of dominance but it was Lena who loosened her grip around Campbell's neck and pulled him down to press their lips together once more.

Campbell's hand around Lena's neck dropped to her nude breasts, massaging and groping them as he trailed his fingers down to her shorts. His fingers teased her, lightly trailing underneath her waist band before popping the button and sliding the zipper down.

He wanted to tease her and have her begging for him to thrust inside of her but his desires overpowered his pride. Lifting up her waist, Campbell pulled both her jeans and underwear down to where Lena could kick them off.

His hand palmed her heated and wet core, before lightly tracing her slit slowly with his fingers. Lena pulled from this kiss and moaned as his fingers teased her flesh, her legs widening as he explored her bits.

Campbell smirked as Lena closed her eyes, the sensation of pleasure clouding her senses the moment he pressed his fingers to her clit and began making circular motions.

It took all of Lena to hold herself together and not cum right then and there. It had been a long time since she had been pleased but even then no one had worked her like Campbell was doing.

Lena's lips parted as she moaned while her hands caressed Campbell's chest until she palmed his member. Her hand moved back and forth along his clothed groin in the same motion he was making with her. With her other hand, she popped his button and snuck her hands into his boxers, freeing his erection.

Campbell moaned in sync with Lena as she wrapped her hand around his shaft and began pumping, her grip tightening around his length with each thrust. They both teased each other with their hands, Lena occasionally grinding into his hand to create harder friction whilst Campbell thrusted in her hand.

Their lips met in a heated sloppy kiss while they moaned into each other's mouth, losing sensation in each other's hands. Lena was the first to pull away, her hand going to stop his wrist from his fingers moving against her clit.

"I want you," she said breathlessly, pressing her lips to his chest.

Campbell smirked and stood from the bed to slide his jeans and boxers off before returning to Lena.

Their bodies were pressed, skin to skin, and for a split second neither one of them made a gesture.

Campbell and Lena weren't saints, they were West Ham's sinners and together they both warmed various beds of other's but this moment was different. It seemed like they were frozen in time together in their most vulnerable state, giving themselves to another for the first time ever.

Their pupils were dilated of darkened pleasure and Lena's fingers carelessly strummed his strands that were sticking to his forehead in sweat. His member pulsed against her wet core begging to be filled.

Campbell softly placed his lips against hers while his hand ran across the side of her face to cup her chin. While he deepened their kiss, his opposite hand lifted and parted her leg to hoist around the side of his waist.

Lena moaned as she felt the tip of his erection press into her entrance then pull out, teasing her with each stroke. A groan vibrated from Lena's mouth to Campbell's and he chuckled into their kiss.

While he was not only teasing her but himself as well, he still enjoyed frustrating her with each touch or lack of. Their tongues battled once more and right as Campbell went to bite her bottom lip, he thrusted inside of her.

Lena's head tilted upward, exposing her neck to him while she lightly whimpered. Campbell's body stilled as she adjusted to his length stretching her before he pulled out and thrusted inside once more.

Her eyes opened and were met with his, staring deeply into her. They didn't have to say anything to know the truth running through their minds.

Campbell continued his motion and Lena wrapped her arms around the nape of his neck, pulling him towards her so she could kiss his neck. Her teeth nibbled on his shoulder, her bites becoming harder with each harsh thrust he made inside her. While her mouth worked on his chest and shoulder, Lena's nails dug down his back. Teeth marks and scratches pierced his skin with tiny hints of pink blood seeping through the tears.

His skin stung from her teeth biting wounds and nails pressed to his back but the pain only heightened his pleasure causing him to thrust harder into her. Lena's tight wet walls clenched against his member and with each thrust her hips lifted to meet his rhythm.

In a synchronized round, Lena and Campbell's moans filled the air. They were in their own aura of body against body and were forgetful to the fact there was a party occurring right out their door. If it wasn't for the raging music, it was certain their moans could be heard from the other side – the idea sending a different wave of pleasure through Campbell.

He continued his rhythm and picked up the pace, his hand going to her neck. With his right hand, he cupped her skin and tightened his hand around her to lightly choke her.

Lena's body was on overdrive. Every part of her felt on fire; from his length pumping inside her, to his lips on her skin, and his grasp around her neck. The moment his fingers tightened around her neck, her lips twisted into a satisfied tight lip smiled until she moaned in pleasure.

His hold on her neck made her vision darken until she saw red and dark blue stars all while pleasing her to the core. Lena was a puddle underneath Campbell and the harder he thrusted into her and choked her, the more pleasure she felt.

Campbell groaned in pleasure from feeling her walls tighten around his erection and seeing her smirk in pleasure from his hand around her. He had tried to choke multiple of his lovers in the past but not one of them were into it. While he had found some pleasure in their distaste of his choking, there was something different about finding a girl who genuinely was turned on from the sexual action.

With each thrust, Campbell could feel his member throb, knowing he was nearing his peak. His thrusts became messy while he rushed to push and pull himself in and out of her while Lena arched her back and lifted herself to meet his thrusts to allow him deeper access inside of her.

His hand continued to tighten then loosen on Lena's neck and it was when he felt Lena's body begin to wiggle and buck into him that he knew she was coming undone.

Lena erupted into countless throaty moans as his thrusts devoured her. Letting go of her neck, Lena gained her breath but only for a second for Campbell was quick to kiss her.

With one last thrust, Lena's toes began to curl as she lost herself in pure ecstasy, moaning into Campbell's mouth. It was all Campbell needed, to feel her cum around his girth that sent him in to his own release.

He wanted to continue pumping inside of her to ride out his ejaculation but instead pulled out and used his hand to pump himself until he came on her lower belly.

Lena watched and fought to catch her breath while his release coated her tanned skin and immediately began to pool in lust. Campbell's chest lifted then fell as he caught his breath while pumping out his remains.

Reaching for his shirt, Campbell wiped her stomach clean before tossing the shirt to the floor and plopping himself on his back right beside her.

They were shoulder to shoulder, the room quiet besides the sound of their pants. Not one of them said a word to the other, both at a loss for what had occurred between them.

Campbell turned his head to look at Lena, who was staring straight up at the rotating ceiling fan. She could feel his eyes on her and turned her head to meet his gaze.

Their eyes locked in a heated exchange and Campbell's left hand went to Lena's right, intertwining their fingers. Their fingers teased the other, lightly brushing against each other's tips before locking their hold.

Lena Dobson had found her drug and now that she had fulfilled her desire all she wanted was to devour herself in Campbell Eliot until she couldn't breathe, which would oblige with a grin because she was finally his – and always would be.

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- Keith McGee

- Cherry

- Luann Delaney

DIVERGENT:

- Eric Coulter

- Tobias “Four” Eaton

- Peter

- Will

YOU:

- Joe Goldberg

- Karen Minty

THE SOCIETY:

- Gareth “Grizz” Visser

- Allie Pressman

- Cassandra Pressman

- Campbell Eliot

- Sam Eliot

- Kelly Aldrich

- Elle Tomkins

- Will LeClair

- Bean

- Helena

- Harry Bingham

- Gordie

- Luke

RIVERDALE:

- Sweet Pea

- Jughead Jones

- Archie Andrews

- Cheryl Blossom

- Toni Topaz

- Kevin Keller

- F. P. Jones

SHERLOCK:

- Sherlock Holmes

- Moriarty

- John H. Watson

- Mycroft Holmes

- Inspector Lestrade

- Molly Hooper

- Mary Morstan

SUPERNATURAL:

- Dean Winchester

- Sam Winchester

- Castiel

- Crowley

- Lucifer

- Charlie

- Bobby Singer

- Gabriel

- John Winchester

- Mary Winchester

- Jo Harvelle

- Meg Masters

- Arthur Ketch

- Bela Talbot

- Kevin Tran

- Jody Mills

- Adam Milligan

- Chuck Shurley

I am more than happy to attempt any character on this list or not. PLEASE SEND REQUESTS! :) I am also happy to do cross-overs and ships, as well as writing two characters together. Every type of request is welcome, be it, polyamorous, gay, lesbian, smut, fluff, kink, mental illness or any other subject that may be difficult to ask for, all is welcome here and I will do my very best with the knowledge I have!

I look forward to writing your stories! Request away!

Mulvs :)

[cap-winter-barnes]

PERSONALISED COMMISSIONS

Hi guys,

I am now taking personalised commissions.  I will leave a list below of the characters that I write for, I will then fill in your name where applicable. Anything is welcome, however, I do NOT write smut at present. Please feel free to message me before hand if you have any questions.

Pricing

One-Shot [with a minimum of 5,000 words - £6.00 (2 coffees)

Series [with a minimum of three 5,000 word chapters] - £15.00 (5 coffees)

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Please send your requests to me directly on here, either via. DM or by an ask. Please send me an e-mail that I can send the completed work to and let me know if you would like to be tagged in the work when it gets posted to Tumblr. This will be approx. 3 weeks after you have received the finished piece yourself. If you do not wish for the finished work to be uploaded here please let me know.  

Commissions will be started as soon as payment has been received. 

Characters I am open to writing for new characters as long as I am familiar with them, please let me know if there is someone not on this list and I will see what I can do.

- Dean Winchester [Supernatural]

- Sam Winchester [Supernatural]

-  Bucky Barnes [Marvel]

- Steve Rogers [Marvel]

- Peter Parker [Marvel]

- Alfie Solomons [Peaky Blinders]

- Campbell Eliot [The Society]

- Kylo Ren/Ben Solo [Star Wars]

Prompt List

[grizztomysam]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: The Society (TV 2019), grizzam - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sam Eliot/Gareth "Grizz" Visser Characters: Sam Eliot, Gareth "Grizz" Visser, Campbell Eliot, Becca Gelb, Luke Holbrook, Jason Alvarado, Clark Beecher, Gwen (The Society) Additional Tags: Angst, Homophobic Slurs, Psychotic Behavior, Suicidal Ideation, Depression, babies hurting, babies finding each other again, and still hurtin, then not hurting anymore, College AU, Eventual Smut Series: Part 4 of Reunion Fics Summary:

After Grizz establishes a close friendship with Sam senior year of high-school, he decides to tell Sam he loves him before he leaves. But then Campbell gets involved and things get fucked.

 I'm also terrible at summaries so just come in and read please...

Fuck, this chapter was a fight to the death, but its finally fucking done. Went off the rails with this one as well..as per usual but enjoy none the less. 

Lowkey filler chapter..kind of..you be the judge. But I love this story too much to end it too soon..besides we have yet to get to the meat of le story. So my pacing..is warrented? Idek. Just read..thanks much! :D 

[thicctransboi]

Sam+Grizz If New Ham had never happened- Finale

(If anyone has any more prompts for a fic/ one shot/ smut they’d like to see me do please message me! Also feel free to share and comment what you think) ending of this little prompt starts now!!

Friday

The rumors about Grizz’s relationship with Sam had spread like wildfire, much to Campbell’s help. He had been telling graphic and untrue stories about what he had supposedly caught the pair doing. And it was all taking a tole on Grizz. His friends had questioned him relentlessly, people stared and whispered as he walked down the hallways. He had avoided Sam, including his messages, all week. He didn’t know what to say to him, or anyone for that matter. But, today they were supposed to present their project.

When 5th period rolled around, Grizz was tempted to skip. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t lie to nor abandon Sam. So, he came early.

Sam was waiting for him, sitting in his usual spot near the back of the classroom. His vibrant blue eyes caught Grizz’s, and he felt his heart melt. Grizz May have been sporting a black eye, but Sam looked somehow more broken.

He approached him slowly. “Hey.” He said simply.

“Hi.. So, do you want to do the speaking? I made the power point so it seems fair. Im not in the speaking mood today.” Sam said quietly, his voice distant. His signing even seemed distant.

Grizz simply nodded and sat beside him, the tension between the two seemed to be toxic as they waited their turn. When the teacher announced their names, Grizz made his way up to the front of the class, Sam following suit as he plugged his USB into the teachers computer and loaded up the PowerPoint.

Grizz suddenly felt shy, exposed standing in front of the class. Though he never had issues with it before, everything seemed to have changed.

“So, for our poem we chose ‘An Eastern Ballad’ by Allen Ginsberg. Also known as ‘song’. Ginsberg was one of the Beat poets in the 50’s through the early 90’s. Okay so the poem goes, ‘Winds around the beaches blow:

Things being as they are, although

Half clearly understood, and I

Uncurious is mystery;

Such thoughts as once were my dispair,

-The frantic sea, the silent air,

The changing moon and fridged shore-

I find delight me more and more.

I had not dreamed the sea so deep,

The earth so dark; so long my sleep,

I have become another child.

I wake to see the world go wild.’

“Now, there are lots of ways to interpret Ginsbergs work. He used to often say that he never had any meaning for most of it, and that the reader should interpret it. It’s well known at this point that Ginsberg used psychedelic drugs to jumpstart his writing and to discover his style. So, it’s safe to assume that that is what he means in this poem by becoming another child and his soul being awoken.” Grizz began.

Sam’s interpreter was signing along for Sam to understand, even though Sam knew what Grizz was supposed to be saying. However, he didn’t see the plot twist that was about to happen.

“But, upon reflecting and rereading this poem, I have another interpretation. If you read ginsbergs letters up until this poem, he talks about realizing his sexuality... he uhm.. He realized he was gay and how that realization opened his eyes. I believe, that this poem isn’t about realizing and noticing the world through the use of drugs. But it is about waking up and seeing the world through new eyes upon realizing who you are, as a person.”

Grizz was shaking, and Sam was speechless.

“That’s a rather interesting interpretation, Grizz. I assume by the two different annotations that the first was Sam’s interpretations and the second was yours?” Mrs. Newberry asked, easing an eyebrow.

Grizz nodded slowly, his eyes filled with tears.

“Mr. Eliot. What do you think of Grizz’s interpretation of this poem?”

Elliot gestured for his interpreter to speak for him as he signed l, “I can see where he is coming from. But, I disagree. Eveidence shows that this is a spiritual awakening, caused by Gimsberg’s drug use at the time. But, Grizz likes to read into things.”

Grizz felt his heart plunge.

“Well, very well done you two. You may have a seat.”

**

Sunday evening, November 21st

Weeks went by, Sam ignoring Grizz’s texts, Grizz ignoring the questions from the gaurd and his other friends. It was soon late November, and the pair had not spoken. The winter formal was coming up, and Sam asked Becca to be his date.

“You know I hate those things. Besides, I’m not who you want to go with. Ask him, he’s been texting you non stop for over a month now. It’s kinda annoying.”

Sam chuckled and rolled his eyes as they sat in Becca’s bedroom. ‘You know he wouldn’t risk his reputation going with me. Besides, you’re my best friend, I want you to go with me.’

Becca sighed, “Sam, talk to him. I hate school dances, you love them. It’s your senior year, go with the guy you want to go with, not your beard.”

Sam felt dejected. And conflicted. He refused to make a spectacle out of himself or Grizz. Grizz was obviously not ready for this yet, and that was partially Sam’s fault that it ended this way. Or, at least, that’s how Sam felt.

**

Sunday evening, November 21st

Grizz had been fidgeting in his room for over an hour now, anxiety coursing through his veins. When his mother called for dinner, he knew it was time.

Making his way downstairs and to the kitchen table, he rubbed the sweat off of his hands as he sat down across from his father. He was nervous, really fucking nervous. But he had to do this, he had been holding it back for too long.

He watched anxiously as his mother laid out their dinner on the table before sitting down.

Now or never, he thought to himself. “Mom, dad. I have to tell you something.”

***

Monday, November 22nd

Sam walked begrudgedly to his locker, spinnng the dial around until the lock came undone. As he opened the metal door, a small slip of neon green paper floated to the ground from inside the door.

It was a note. He unfolded it and read it to himself:

Sam, the winter formal is next Saturday, I hope to see you there. I’ll be wearing green and pink.

-Grizz

Sam felt his heart stop momentarily. This couldn’t be serious, could it?

**

Sam, being himself, had arrived to the dance right as it started. Only to find out his ticket had already been paid for. He wore a white button down with a rose gold vest and a plaid neck tie. His ginger hair styled neatly on top of his head. He felt anxious as he made his way into the gym: lights were hung here and there of all kinds. Fairly lights, that changed color, random lamps and chandeliers. All fashioned in blue, silver, and white. The tables were dressed with silver table cloths with blue placemats and white flowers. Student council had gone all our for this one. He could feel the bass of the music through his shoes and he anxiously made his way through the crowd, finding a lone spot near the back at an unoccupied table. He suddenly longed for Becca. He had a bad feeling about this.

Time rolled on, and soon 45 minutes had passed with no sign of Grizz. He hadn’t shown, and Sam had given up and lost patience. He rose to his feet, and began shuffling through the crowded dance floor. He was stopped in his tracks when he felt a firm but gentle hand grasp his wrist. Turning, he saw Grizz. Towering above him in all of his glory. Wearing a neon green button down and a plaid bow tie in similar fashion to his own. Sam couldn’t hold back his smile.

“I didn’t think you’d come.” Sam said, taking a step closer to Grizz.

Grizz could feel eyes on the pair, but it was too late to turn back now.

“Neither did I.”

Without another word, Grizz pulled Sam into him, pressing his lips against his. Sam happily kissed him back, standing on his tippy toes to reach him.

[chillassimagines]

Too Much - Campbell Eliot Smut

REQUESTED: Please make a smut from Campbell from Society. Reader and Campbell have a lot of sexual tension and it finally breaks out. They end up going all over one another, lots of dirty talk and Campbell wants to please her every desire. They go slow foreplay and eases into sex. Lots of built up sexual tension comes to life. Perhaps what causes it is when they see one other flirt with someone and they get into a argument over it and they let go and give into how they feel.

“So…Y/N…what was up with Harry back there?” Campbell asked you while walking with you back to your house. You shrugged and kicked a nearby pebble out of your way as you passed.

“Nothing much really.” You recalled Harry approaching you in the cafeteria, asking you how you’ve been. Somewhere along the way you guys got pretty deep into conversation about what you missed about your old lives.

“Looked a little more than ‘nothing much’, but hey, that’s just coming from me and everyone in the cafeteria that saw you.” Campbell’s hands were fiddling inside his jean pockets as his attitude began to rear its ugly behind. He always had a temper.

“We were, bonding, I’d say for a lack of better words. Honestly, nothing crazy, Campbell, let’s get inside.” You ushered him up your steps and opened the front door to get inside away from the chilly night’s air. You remembered how Harry’s hand brushed up against yours, waiting for you to move your hand off the table, but you kept it there. So he grabbed it and held your hand as you got into deeper subjects. Then he started to lighten the mood, crack a joke or so, or point out people in the room and list off embarrassing moments they’ve had. You never thought to let go of his hand.

“I get it, it gets pretty hopeless in this place, but I’m sure there’s a better pick than Harry.” He pointed out with a slight huff as you both kicked off your shoes. You furrowed your brows and headed into the kitchen.

“Drop it, Campbell. No need to be an asshole to Harry.” You grabbed a glass and filled it up with water at the sink.

“If anyone’s the asshole, it’s always been Harry, and by hearing some of the shit he had to say today, it’ll always be Harry. You’ve got shitty taste in guys.” You turned around to see Campbell, smug, leaning against the kitchen island, and facing you, directly opposite from you at the sink.

“So what? You just mad you’re not getting any in around here?” Of course you had never had sex with Harry, but if Campbell wants to believe it, then why keep saying it didn’t happen? He wanted a rise out of you. However, his face turned sour at your inquiry.

“I wouldn’t need much work to get anything around here. Harry only dreams he could fuck anyone, even you, like I could.” You scoffed and nodded. It did cross your mind briefly once or twice, Campbell had a crappy attitude, but he wasn’t bad looking.

“Hop off your high ass horse baby. You seem to be a bit delusional lately, maybe chill on the drugs, and while you’re so high, imagine me with my clothes off. Cause that’s the only way you’d ever see it.” Didn’t like that comment either.

“Watch your fucking mouth!” He stepped forward, but you stepped forward as well, not backing down.

“Fucking make me! I dare you. Harry would never be able to get me to stop using it.” He rushed forward and pinned your body against the counter, his hands coming up to brace against the cabinets. This was getting hot and intense real fast.

“I would use your whole body, not just that bratty mouth.” One of his hands went to your chin, tilted your gaze upwards, and allowed him to look down at your lips.

“I’m only hearing words and speculation, your opinion is biased.” Your volume dropped significantly as you could feel yourself growing curious.

“You want me to show you, don’t you?” He leaned his lower region up against you and your lips parted in awe.

“Thought you didn’t like my bratty mouth?” You damn near whispered, followed by your tongue wetting your lips.

“If Harry can make good use of it, why can’t I?” Oh this is it.

“Campbell, I’d never let Harry use my body, because I want yours.” You closed the distance between your lips. He was momentarily stunned, before he returned the slow and sensual kiss. Your hands found themselves bunching up his jacket into fistfuls.

“Say you want me.” He broke the heated exchange in which you were temporarily dazed out of as his mouth left yours.

“I really, really want you, Campbell.” You spoke softly before backing him up into your room, adjacent to the kitchen. He helped you remove your top, to which you did the same for him, and he guided you to lie back on the bed.

“You’re beyond beautiful, yanno?” He asked you as if it was common knowledge. “It feels like your body reacts to me with…excitement.” He whispered before latching his lips onto your neck. You sighed out in pleasure as his hips instinctively grinded against yours.

“Am I game for you to play, Campbell?” You teased as he went for your bra clasp. He shook his head and revealed your bare chest.

“You’re my gift to unwrap. My mystery to uncover. Harry can jump out a window if he thinks he’ll ever have you like I do.” He spoke with a smirk before wrapping his pink lips around your nipple.

“Oh my god, Campbell.” You whimpered out as one of his hands dipped below your pants. He hummed against your chest and nipped at you with his teeth, before alternating breasts. His fingers were met with your damp lower lips.

“I’m gonna have you wrapped around my finger. You’re going to do as I say if you want what I can give you.” And without a second thought, you stupidly blurted out.

“Yes please.” This brought a grin to Campbell’s face as he teased your lips, never separating them to dive in.

“The bratty mouth has some manners. Now, you’ll do that every time I speak to you or please you, because I will be pleasing you tonight. Saying please and thank you are very important, Y/N. Understood?” You nodded immediately.

“Understood, Campbell.” His fingers started dragging your bottoms down your legs, kissing you along the way.

“You like to say my name, huh? Nobody says it as often as you do. You like to make sure you have my attention. You like to know I’m listening to every word that falls from these lips, right?” His lips stopped when he realized you had no panties on.

“Took you a minute.” You said with a shy smile. He said nothing, only forcefully spreading your thighs without a word. You grew more antsy as he just sat there, gripping your thighs, and letting yourself be presented to this man.

“That mouth will get you into trouble in the future.” Was all he said before he hunkered down and wrapped his supple lips around your clit. Your hands shot down to his thick hair and grasped as he did not start easy. He used his tongue deliberately to elicit reactions out of you.

“Oh my god, yes. Please don’t stop.” You whimpered as you really realized how deprived you were nowadays. If he stopped, you probably would have burst into tears, because it was so needed and so good. He pulled your thighs towards himself, burying his nose into your wet heat, and you removed one of your hands from his hair and braced yourself against the bed. “Y-You’re doing, s-so well. Fuck yesss.” You could audibly hear your wetness and his saliva at work as his tongue maneuvered around you and he made noises against your body.

“I need you to cum for me, baby.” He spoke breathlessly before diving back in. You nodded and cried out as he didn’t let up.

“Faster, faster and I can cum.” You urged him to continue on. He slid his thick tongue inside of you making you gasp. He used his grip on your thighs to slide you back and forth, his tongue slipping in and out of you swiftly. His nose would bump against your clit at every jolt and it sent you over the edge. You cried out as your legs tightened around his head and your back arched so high you swore you were upside down for a minute.

“What do you say, my pretty girl?” He asked as he hovered over you again and brushed your sweaty hair off of your forehead.

“Thank you, so much.” You were still trying to recover as he began taking off his bottoms.

“You got another one in ya?” You bit your lip as your eyes went to the outline of his hardness strained against his underwear.

“Only if it’s good.” You gave him a smile and he returned it sweetly.

“I don’t disappoint.”

“So, did you plan to fuck me today, or do you not have a condom?” You asked after he began discarding his boxers. He smirked and reached into his pants pocket.

“Lucky guess.” Your eyebrows rose at him in surprise. You didn’t know why you were shocked, because you knew who he was. It was no secret to anyone in this town that Campbell Eliot was not good. Nothing he does goes without intention and thought.

“Either you think I’m easy or you have a lot of confidence in yourself.” He slid the condom onto his well grown length and pulled you further down the bed to get closer.

“I’ve always liked a little challenge. So that when you got used to me, it’s an unspoken promise that you’d be mine.” Without another breath, he thrusted into you. You were stunned at his word choice, knowing that there would never be a time to turn back from this. You wrapped your arms around his torso and allowed yourself to feel his back muscles contort as he worked himself inside of you repeatedly.

“Campbell.” You whispered breathlessly. He seemed concentrated and part of you wondered…but it was a very small part. The rest of you got lost in the pleasure. The feeling of his hot skin on yours.

“That’s right baby. Who do you belong to?” He cooed and began kissing and sucking on your neck. His hips stuttered and you moaned shakily.

“You, Campbell. Please, don’t stop.” He hiked your legs up higher in the air so that he could further submerge himself. You could hear your wet skin slapping together and you knew you were close.

“You like that, don’t you?” You nodded and whined.

“Please, please, please…” You were chanting your new mantra as he brought you closer and closer to your end. He brought his lips to yours and with a final thrust you felt his body tremble against your own. Your nerves were buzzing as your second climax hit.

“Not too much was it?” He asked softly, looking into your eyes with a boyish gaze. You brought one hand up to his soft cheek and smiled right back.

“Thank you.”

[purestxblood]

𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗡 𝗧𝗢 𝗗𝗜𝗘, 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵.

"𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗? 𝗶 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲, 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗼𝗺. 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶 𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝘂𝗶𝘁 𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺?" ▔ 𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗡 , 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘𝗣𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗘.

𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗧 𝘅 𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗔 𝗗𝗢𝗕𝗦𝗢𝗡 (𝙛!𝙤𝙘).

𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘.

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦, Elicit Language. Mental Illness. Emotional Physical Mental Abuse. Substance Abuse. Self Mutilation. Death. Suicide. Smut. Exploration of Kinks.  

𝚁𝚎𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟿 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚍.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗦 𝗩𝗜𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗔 𝗦𝗢𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗔𝗦 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 through the speakers of Harry Bingham's first floor living room and up towards the second floor guest bedroom. With the door sealed shut and lock in place with Lena Dobson's back pressed against the white wood, there was absolutely no way the brunette and Campbell Eliot were to leave the room. Not that either wanted to of course.

For a second Lena was a deer in headlights as Campbell's eyes roamed over her frame, taunting her with his dark gaze and crisp smirk. Her eyes followed his movements as he placed a pink circular pill onto the tip of his tongue and chased the drug with the bottle of vodka held in his opposite grasp.

"Aren't you afraid of my darkness?" he asked with mischief and a hooded gaze, while holding out his index finger with a pill laying on the tip. Lena puckered her lips and tilted her head to the side in an innocent and teasing manor before pushing herself off the door and closing the gap between them both.

They were inches apart, his hand creating a small space between their faces. Not once did their eyes break from the other, both of them battling the other for dominance. Lena licked her lips and formed a smirk of her own, "nope." Grabbing a hold of his hand, Lena remained eye contact and bent slightly, wrapping her lips around his finger and sucking until the tip of her tongue met the pill to take it in her own mouth.

Campbell's smirk widened as he closed the distance by tightly gripping Lena's hip and pulling her against him. Lena let out a soft moan as she felt the bulge in his pants rub against her. They were nose to nose, their eyes toying with the other.

Taking the bottle from Campbell's hand, Lena brought it to her lips, "you haven't even seen mine yet."

[chillassimagines]

When you can could you pretty please make a smut of Campbell and reader playing the game of something similar to Simon says? Where the two are pleasuring themselves and they can't take the suspense anymore and they start to please the other.

5. Simon Says-Campbell Eliot

[chillassimagines]

Please make a smut from Campbell from Society. Reader and Campbell have a lot of sexual tension and it finally breaks out. They end up going all over one another, lots of dirty talk and Campbell wants to please her every desire. They go slow foreplay and eases into sex. Lots of built up sexual tension comes to life. Perhaps what causes it is when they see one other flirt with someone and they get into a argument over it and they let go and give into how they feel. Thanks !!!

Up Next:

1. Focus-Landon Kirby Smut

2. Too Much- Campbell Eliot

[ao3feed-grizzam]

by K_houston

Grizz Visser returns from his expedition to everything just as he left it, except for the fact that Sam Eliot now has a daughter. Eden Gelb has become the most important thing in the red haired boy's eyes and there's nothing that Grizz can do to change that. * * * -Lexie and Harry are not running New Ham -Campbell didn't pull his dumb shit -Everything is fine. Yay!

Words: 1142, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Society (TV 2019)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Sam Eliot, Gareth "Grizz" Visser, Becca Gelb, Eden Gelb

Relationships: Sam Eliot/Gareth "Grizz" Visser

Additional Tags: Falling In Love, Domestic Fluff, Eventual Smut

[grizztomysam]

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: The Society (TV 2019), grizzam - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sam Eliot/Gareth "Grizz" Visser Characters: Sam Eliot, Gareth "Grizz" Visser, Campbell Eliot, Becca Gelb, Luke Holbrook, Jason Alvarado, Clark Beecher, Gwen (The Society) Additional Tags: Angst, Homophobic Slurs, Psychotic Behavior, Suicidal Ideation, Depression, babies hurting, babies finding each other again, and still hurtin, then not hurting anymore, College AU, Eventual Smut, SLOW FUCKIN BURN Series: Part 3 of Reunion Fics Summary:

Sam and Grizz get close senior year of high school. Then Campbell gets involved...

 Ok my lovelies...new chapter up. Warning its low key explicit with terms and stuff, but not so much the act?..you be the judge. Enjoy!

Got couple more chapters to go..but it’s slowly coming to a close. 

Thanks again for the love!!

[grizztomysam]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Society (TV 2019), grizzam - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sam Eliot/Gareth "Grizz" Visser Characters: Sam Eliot, Gareth "Grizz" Visser, Campbell Eliot, Becca Gelb, Luke Holbrook, Jason Alvarado, Clark Beecher, Gwen (The Society), Allie Pressman, Cassandra Pressman, Gordie (The Society), Will LeClair, Bean (The Society) Additional Tags: Angst, Homophobic Slurs, Psychotic Behavior, Suicidal Ideation, Depression, babies hurting, babies finding each other again, and still hurtin, then not hurting anymore, College AU, Eventual Smut Series: Part 4 of Reunion Fics Summary:

After establishing a close friendship with Sam senior year of high-school, Grizz decides he's not waiting until college to come out. He's telling Sam he loves him before he leaves. But then Campbell gets involved and things get fucked.

 Posted it on AO3..edited a bit..tweaked..added stuff. Made it better..worse..idek..LOL..But Enjoy.

[grizztomysam]

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: The Society (TV 2019), grizzam - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sam Eliot/Gareth "Grizz" Visser Characters: Sam Eliot, Gareth "Grizz" Visser, Campbell Eliot, Becca Gelb, Luke Holbrook, Jason Alvarado, Clark Beecher, Gwen (The Society) Additional Tags: Angst, Homophobic Slurs, Psychotic Behavior, Suicidal Ideation, Depression, babies hurting, babies finding each other again, and still hurtin, then not hurting anymore, College AU, Eventual Smut Series: Part 3 of Reunion Fics Summary:

Sam and Grizz get close senior year of high school. Then Campbell gets involved...

 Here ya go folks...dear Lord have mercy, but it’s up. Thanks for the patience, truly! It’s a bit meaty and dialoguey, and probably all over the place, but I felt this chap needed to be written in order for us to really go forward, like certain things needed to be addressed. But anywhoo....enjoy!

[purestxblood]

BORN TO DIE ▷ e i g h t e e n

The entire Campbell Eliot fan fiction can be found on Wattpad here . However, I wanted to share this ‘smut’ one-shot/chapter. Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, drugs, and sexual content. 2, 754 words. Enjoy :-) xx

THIS WASN'T THE FIRST TIME LENA AND CAMPBELL WERE ALONE IN A ROOM WITH the sole intent of having sex. Lena was the type of girl to remember all encounters from the date and place to whether or not they made it past first base and woke up from a celebration of making it home.

This had been the second time Lena drunkenly found herself with Campbell in Harry's guest bedroom.

It had been too familiar to her yet she didn't feel anxious or nervous like she did prior, she felt calm as if she was at home – except the two were everything but calm and collected.

This time was different than the rest.

They weren't two teenagers awkwardly undressing before the other in exchange of a first kiss. They were two deviled souls ready to give into their sinful desires and ravish the other.

Lena was quick to pull Campbell up the staircase, the two drunkenly toppling over the other as they took dramatic strides up each level. In the past the two had been subtle with their sensual cues, now they didn't care of the rumors that they knew would transpire once everyone sobered up.

They were both loud and obnoxious, ignoring all stares and curious yet judgmental eyes of those watching the two wrap in each other's affection as they sought an empty room.

Their hands didn't unhook from the other as if they each feared the moment their touch withered, their moment would cool astray.    

With her back pressed against the door, Lena wrapped her hands around Campbell's neck, intertwining her fingers together so her grasp wouldn't break. Their lips met in a heated desperate kiss, both fighting for dominance but not one giving up power to the other.

Campbell's hands caressed Lena's cheeks before sliding down her jaw to palm her throat. His two hands tightened around the sides of her neck as he took control of their kiss and slid his tongue into her mouth massing his against hers. Her hands went to his hair and she fisted his locks, moaning as his grip on her neck tightened with each stroke of his tongue along hers.

Their bodies pressed together and his left hand snaked from her neck down to her chest, cupping her mound tighter before returning down to her thigh. His hand roamed her upper thigh to between her legs, his index and ring finger pressing against her short clad core in a teasing manner to give her a soft sense of pleasure.

Lena moaned as his fingers pressed into her but groaned and bit his bottom lip harshly when he pulled away, leaving her heat aching for his touch. Campbell smirked as she roughly tugged on his lip between her teeth and his hold on her neck with his right hand squeezed. She was certain she'd wake in the morning with remnants of his fingers upon her flesh and the idea turned her on more than his grip.

His left hand squeezed her thigh and she automatically jumped, lifting herself to wrap her legs around his waist, his free hand now wrapped around to support her against the door. She could feel his erected member press against her jeans and with one swift move he grinded into her core, his lips twisting into a smirk when she pulled away from their kiss to moan loudly.

Campbell could hear a snap of a camera and out of his peripheral vision see a classmate with their phone directed towards the sensualized pair. His lips trailed to her neck where he suckled and nibbled on her skin between her shoulder and neck, his eyes casually flashing from being closed to watching the girl take their photo.

While most would be disgusted over the fact someone was interrupting their intimate moment and taking a photo or video for the purpose of gossip, Campbell became aroused from the subject.

Lena and Campbell were everything but intimate at that moment. Sure, they were nearly dry-humping and exchanging wet kisses against Harry Bingham's guest bedroom door but they weren't secluded and paid no mind to the fact people were drunkenly watching.

Campbell liked the idea of his classmates watching. He finally had Lena right where he wanted her and now everyone would know it. No more secrecy.

Lena Dobson finally gave in to the hands of Campbell Eliot. Lena was his.

What Campbell didn't want was exposing the most vulnerable parts of his love. Instead of toying with the lingering eyes and giving them a show, Campbell's hand fell from her neck and went to the doorknob, twisting it open to shove them both inside.

With his hands underneath her bum, Campbell carried Lena to the bed and threw her across the mattress. Lena burst into a fit of drunken giggles as she bounced on the fluff while Campbell slammed the door shut and twisted the lock into place before turning and pouncing atop of Lena.

His legs straddled her waist and his mouth went to her lips, his body moving along hers as she pushed herself higher up the mattress to rest her head on the pillows. Their lips met and her hands went to his shirt, lifting the material up to pull it off him – his hands doing the same but slowly lingering as his knuckles brushed the sides of her bra laced breasts.

Lena allowed Campbell to pull her shirt off while she kissed him back, taking control to deepen the kiss and occasionally suck on his tongue then pull on his bottom lip in a bite. She could hear the moans vibrating through Campbell and feel his smirk when she bit his lip which caused her to bite harder each time.

Underneath Campbell's touch, Lena's body melted and became submissive to his fingers so each time he moaned and grinded his throbbing member into her heated core made her feel confident that she had served dominance.

Campbell broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck while his hands roamed her lower stomach up to her breasts. One at a time each hand fiddled with her bra straps before he slid them down her shoulders, loosening the bra to pull down each cup.

His mouth continued to taste each part of her skin until he took his time worshiping each breast. While one hand groped and massaged one mound, his lips were pressing open mouthed kisses to the other, his tongue flicking her nipple before grazing with his teeth and sucking hard.

Lena's breathing hitched into pants and her back arched, her hands going to his head. There had been plenty of times a guy kissed her in intimate places but none had ravished her body as if it were their last breath.

Using Lena's arch of pleasure as leverage, Campbell snuck his left hand behind her back and unhooked her bra, pulling the material off her and tossing it to the floor.

His eyes took in her semi-nude body to her face. Lena's lips were slightly swollen from kissing, her bottom lip puffier than the top with a faint purple color from being bitten numerous times to her caramel eyes staring at him with lust and intensity.

"What's a matter daddy?" Lena's lips twisted into a smirk and her hand went to cup his cheek then slid down his jaw to his neck where she mimicked his action and slightly choked him with a tight closed grasp, "cat got your tongue?"

Campbell's eyes hazed with lust as she tightened her hand around him, his own smirk matching hers. His free hand went to her own neck where tiny blue hues began to form from where his fingers were prior and Lena's eyes closed.

"Not one bit princess."

They were in a battle, both turned on from each other's act of dominance but it was Lena who loosened her grip around Campbell's neck and pulled him down to press their lips together once more.

Campbell's hand around Lena's neck dropped to her nude breasts, massaging and groping them as he trailed his fingers down to her shorts. His fingers teased her, lightly trailing underneath her waist band before popping the button and sliding the zipper down.

He wanted to tease her and have her begging for him to thrust inside of her but his desires overpowered his pride. Lifting up her waist, Campbell pulled both her jeans and underwear down to where Lena could kick them off.

His hand palmed her heated and wet core, before lightly tracing her slit slowly with his fingers. Lena pulled from this kiss and moaned as his fingers teased her flesh, her legs widening as he explored her bits.

Campbell smirked as Lena closed her eyes, the sensation of pleasure clouding her senses the moment he pressed his fingers to her clit and began making circular motions.

It took all of Lena to hold herself together and not cum right then and there. It had been a long time since she had been pleased but even then no one had worked her like Campbell was doing.

Lena's lips parted as she moaned while her hands caressed Campbell's chest until she palmed his member. Her hand moved back and forth along his clothed groin in the same motion he was making with her. With her other hand, she popped his button and snuck her hands into his boxers, freeing his erection.

Campbell moaned in sync with Lena as she wrapped her hand around his shaft and began pumping, her grip tightening around his length with each thrust. They both teased each other with their hands, Lena occasionally grinding into his hand to create harder friction whilst Campbell thrusted in her hand.

Their lips met in a heated sloppy kiss while they moaned into each other's mouth, losing sensation in each other's hands. Lena was the first to pull away, her hand going to stop his wrist from his fingers moving against her clit.

"I want you," she said breathlessly, pressing her lips to his chest.  

Campbell smirked and stood from the bed to slide his jeans and boxers off before returning to Lena.

Their bodies were pressed, skin to skin, and for a split second neither one of them made a gesture.

Campbell and Lena weren't saints, they were West Ham's sinners and together they both warmed various beds of other's but this moment was different. It seemed like they were frozen in time together in their most vulnerable state, giving themselves to another for the first time ever.

Their pupils were dilated of darkened pleasure and Lena's fingers carelessly strummed his strands that were sticking to his forehead in sweat. His member pulsed against her wet core begging to be filled.

Campbell softly placed his lips against hers while his hand ran across the side of her face to cup her chin. While he deepened their kiss, his opposite hand lifted and parted her leg to hoist around the side of his waist.

Lena moaned as she felt the tip of his erection press into her entrance then pull out, teasing her with each stroke. A groan vibrated from Lena's mouth to Campbell's and he chuckled into their kiss.

While he was not only teasing her but himself as well, he still enjoyed frustrating her with each touch or lack of. Their tongues battled once more and right as Campbell went to bite her bottom lip, he thrusted inside of her.

Lena's head tilted upward, exposing her neck to him while she lightly whimpered. Campbell's body stilled as she adjusted to his length stretching her before he pulled out and thrusted inside once more.

Her eyes opened and were met with his, staring deeply into her. They didn't have to say anything to know the truth running through their minds.

Campbell continued his motion and Lena wrapped her arms around the nape of his neck, pulling him towards her so she could kiss his neck. Her teeth nibbled on his shoulder, her bites becoming harder with each harsh thrust he made inside her. While her mouth worked on his chest and shoulder, Lena's nails dug down his back. Teeth marks and scratches pierced his skin with tiny hints of pink blood seeping through the tears.

His skin stung from her teeth biting wounds and nails pressed to his back but the pain only heightened his pleasure causing him to thrust harder into her. Lena's tight wet walls clenched against his member and with each thrust her hips lifted to meet his rhythm.

In a synchronized round, Lena and Campbell's moans filled the air. They were in their own aura of body against body and were forgetful to the fact there was a party occurring right out their door. If it wasn't for the raging music, it was certain their moans could be heard from the other side – the idea sending a different wave of pleasure through Campbell.

He continued his rhythm and picked up the pace, his hand going to her neck. With his right hand, he cupped her skin and tightened his hand around her to lightly choke her.

Lena's body was on overdrive. Every part of her felt on fire; from his length pumping inside her, to his lips on her skin, and his grasp around her neck. The moment his fingers tightened around her neck, her lips twisted into a satisfied tight lip smiled until she moaned in pleasure.

His hold on her neck made her vision darken until she saw red and dark blue stars all while pleasing her to the core. Lena was a puddle underneath Campbell and the harder he thrusted into her and choked her, the more pleasure she felt.

Campbell groaned in pleasure from feeling her walls tighten around his erection and seeing her smirk in pleasure from his hand around her. He had tried to choke multiple of his lovers in the past but not one of them were into it. While he had found some pleasure in their distaste of his choking, there was something different about finding a girl who genuinely was turned on from the sexual action.

With each thrust, Campbell could feel his member throb, knowing he was nearing his peak. His thrusts became messy while he rushed to push and pull himself in and out of her while Lena arched her back and lifted herself to meet his thrusts to allow him deeper access inside of her.

His hand continued to tighten then loosen on Lena's neck and it was when he felt Lena's body begin to wiggle and buck into him that he knew she was coming undone.

Lena erupted into countless throaty moans as his thrusts devoured her. Letting go of her neck, Lena gained her breath but only for a second for Campbell was quick to kiss her.

With one last thrust, Lena's toes began to curl as she lost herself in pure ecstasy, moaning into Campbell's mouth. It was all Campbell needed, to feel her cum around his girth that sent him in to his own release.

He wanted to continue pumping inside of her to ride out his ejaculation but instead pulled out and used his hand to pump himself until he came on her lower belly.

Lena watched and fought to catch her breath while his release coated her tanned skin and immediately began to pool in lust. Campbell's chest lifted then fell as he caught his breath while pumping out his remains.

Reaching for his shirt, Campbell wiped her stomach clean before tossing the shirt to the floor and plopping himself on his back right beside her.

They were shoulder to shoulder, the room quiet besides the sound of their pants. Not one of them said a word to the other, both at a loss for what had occurred between them.

Campbell turned his head to look at Lena, who was staring straight up at the rotating ceiling fan. She could feel his eyes on her and turned her head to meet his gaze.

Their eyes locked in a heated exchange and Campbell's left hand went to Lena's right, intertwining their fingers. Their fingers teased the other, lightly brushing against each other's tips before locking their hold.

Lena Dobson had found her drug and now that she had fulfilled her desire all she wanted was to devour herself in Campbell Eliot until she couldn't breathe, which would oblige with a grin because she was finally his – and always would be.