#cant pin me down. my mind is too slippery

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[samanddeaninpanties]

Title: Lion’s Share 

AO3 Link

Square Filled: Claiming 

Ship: Dean/Jack

Rating: E 

Written for the @winklinebingo 

Tags: Dubious Consent, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Dean Winchester, Alpha Jack Kline, Alpha/Alpha, Omega Sam Winchester (mentioned), Anal Fingering, Rimming, Anal Sex, Knotting, Top Dean Winchester, Bottom Jack Kline, Possessive Behavior, Possessive Dean Winchester, Jealous Dean Winchester, First Time, First Kiss, Banter, Arguing, Violence, the violence is fairly mild it’s mainly just the set-up for the sex, Wall Sex, Age Difference, Barebacking, Mentioned Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Mentioned Jack Kline/Sam Winchester, Come as Lube, Porn, Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Heart-to-Heart, Manhandling, Claiming, Mating Bites, Loss of Control, Roommates, oh my god they were roommates, POV Jack Kline 

Summary: Jack is drawn to unmated omega Sam. His asshole alpha brother Dean is having none of it. 

(A.k.a "Knot the omega you are looking for") 

“What the fuck is this?" Dean snapped, throwing a bouquet of wildflowers at Jack as he stormed into the man-cave. 

Jack caught it but his bowl of Reese’s Puffs cereal spilled and tumbled to the floor. He scowled at Dean and placed the flowers on the arm of the La-Z-Boy recliner. "Don’t tell me you don’t know what flowers are.” 

Dean rolled his eyes. "Why were they in Sam's room?"

"Because I gave them to Sam. Why were you in his room?"

"Putting his laundry in there. That's not the point. I'm pretty fucking tired of you constantly putting moves on him."

Jack raised an eyebrow before turning his attention back to the TV. "Sam's an unmated omega.” 

"And you just conveniently didn't notice my scent marking?" 

"Is that supposed to mean something to me? Your scent is inescapable, Dean. It’s everywhere.” 

Dean snarled and grabbed Jack by his shirt collar and heaved him up out of the chair. "You’re too smart to be so fucking stupid. I meant on Sam."

Jack's breath hitched at Dean's fury but he raised his chin, stomping out any hint of weakness. "No, I didn’t notice."

"Well you should, Jack. Because it’s my knot that gets him through his heats. So I'm gonna tell you straight up: fuck off," Dean said. 

Jack swallowed a groan and tried to extricate himself from Dean’s grasp. "No. Your agreement is out of convenience, not love. Maybe Sam wants to explore his options."

Dean forced Jack backward and slammed Jack against the brick wall by the open door. Sam could come back from the supply run any second and - 

“Get off me," Jack panted and shoved Dean’s chest, hard. 

The push sent Dean off balance but he didn't let go of Jack. He thrust Jack back into the wall and pinned him there. "I don't care what you think you have going on with my brother. He's not available." 

Jack’s insides turned into liquid. "How do you know? Have you asked him what he wants?" 

"Sam is mine. My brother, my omega, mine." There was a pounding in Jack’s blood, a click in his head. Dean’s lips were rosy; fuckable. Maddeningly distracting. Really, Dean’s whole face screamed omega at first blush but Dean had been quick to put those thoughts to bed. 

"He’s never stated that. Can you blame me for trying? Sam's so pretty." Jack sounded needy and mindless rather than confident and in control.

"I don't blame you. I'm just telling you enough is enough.” 

Jack quit trying to escape. It was fruitless. Dean was bigger and stronger and he just couldn’t. "Did you really think that if you ordered me to stop I’d obey?"

"Maybe I should put you in your place then." 

Jack jolted, dick straining. Disgusting. Shameful. And so hot. His eyes wandered to the Foosball table, the unfinished bar, Dean’s toys, his whole domain. He was just another thing in Dean’s den to be used as Dean saw fit. "If you're trying to scare me it’s not going to work.” 

Dean snickered. "Thought so. You dirty boy. Moaning and whining like a bitch in heat while I touch you."

Jack was dripping inside his pants. It didn't even matter that Dean was laughing at him, his dick, his knot, knew what it wanted. "You’re not my type,” Jack lied because he wasn’t ready to inflate Dean’s overblown ego just yet. 

"Your type seems to be oversized omegas but we're going to fix that, aren't we?" Dean maneuvered Jack so he was facing the wall. “You want me to fuck you, Jack? Claim you?"

"Dean," Jack keened, canting his hips. His mind was stuck on claim claim claim. Such a derogatory word to use when playing with another alpha. 

Dean dragged his teeth over the nape of Jack's neck. A threat, a tease. So unfair. "Bet you wish you could get wet for me." He snaked an arm around Jack's body, found his cock. Squeezed it. "I should keep you both.” 

Jack groaned, rocking against Dean’s hand. Dean’s hand was fire, it was a brand. "You don't even like me." 

"Who said I don't like you?" 

"You did with your attitude. All the glaring and baring of teeth," Jack rasped and looked over his shoulder so he could gaze into Dean’s piercing eyes. 

"Yeah, well. Maybe if you didn't choose to sniff around Sam... “ Dean pushed Jack's shirt up and over his head and threw it on the floor. 

Jack drifted away from the wall, facing Dean to give him better access. "It was like that before I 'sniffed around Sam.'"

"Whatever." Dean started on Jack's pants. Once Jack was naked, Dean roughly grabbed Jack’s chin and consumed him with a heated kiss. His free hand stroked Jack. Slow. Torturous. 

Until it wasn’t. 

Dean let out a growl that shook Jack down to his bones, his innermost parts. He manhandled Jack back into position, nose facing the wall like he was a naughty child in time-out. And then Dean was sinking to his knees. 

“What are you - oh!” Jack’s body threatened to collapse when Dean pulled his cheeks apart and buried his face between them, forcing his tongue into Jack’s hole. A place he’d never let anyone. A place that was only Jack’s. 

Dean was deadset on barreling through any boundary Jack had ever had without bothering to ask him if it was okay. And Jack couldn’t even be mad, no one had ever made him feel this wanted, this desirable. 

“Two little omegas,” Dean purred against hot flesh. His tongue was slippery-wet, fucking in and out, making Jack’s toes curl. Too much, not enough. “All for me.” 

“Not an omega.” 

“You will be when I’m finished with you.” 

Jack wanted to laugh at the sheer idiocy of Dean’s statement. The certainty. Dean was letting his inner alpha run wild and dominate every part of their interaction and it showed. “You’re delusional.” 

“Nah. I just know a knot-slut when I smell one,” Dean said and went right back to destroying Jack with that wicked tongue. Dean’s hand found Jack’s cock again and pumped him expertly as he ate Jack out. “Come on, baby. Give up the goods, make a mess in my hand. You know I need it, we need it,” Dean said, using his alpha voice. 

Jack’s window of opportunity, his chance to fight tooth and nail, was long gone - not that it ever would’ve ended differently. Dean was too strong and Jack didn’t really want to get away, even if it meant the humiliation of being taken and claimed rather than being the one doing the claiming. 

Dean wanted him, a turn of events he wouldn’t have expected a few short weeks ago. Actually, he wouldn’t have thought it possible twelve hours ago - 

“Jack,” Dean said, nipping Jack’s ass cheek. Jack came with a soft whine into Dean’s hand, his sloppy, tongue-fucked hole clenching greedily. 

“Oh, baby. You can do better than that,” Dean purred. Dean waited a few beats before pressing two come-slick fingers into Jack. 

“I don’t understand.” 

“Gotta scream for me, Jack. Gotta beg me real sweet.” 

“Dean, no,” Jack said, his voice wavering as he fucked himself on Dean’s hand. 

“Nuh-uh, try again. Dean, yes.” Dean added another finger and Jack was afraid he’d break, that he was being pushed beyond his limit, beyond what his body could take. His hole felt so small with Dean inside him, how on earth was an alpha cock supposed to fit? 

“Can’t -” 

“Yeah, you can, baby. And you will. And you want it.” When Dean started to withdraw his fingers Jack tried to turn and see - but Dean was prepared for that. “No moving. Not yet.” 

Jack huffed and settled. “You’re really starting to get on my nerves, Dean.” 

“Welcome to the club,” Dean said, his giant hands using Jack for support as he returned to his feet. He only removed his hands long enough to rid himself of his clothes, tossing them into a messy pile, and then he was back to crowding Jack against the wall. And oh, Dean’s cock burned even hotter than his hands. He humped between Jack’s cheeks, making his home near Jack’s hole. Ready to claim it properly any second. “That’s how you make me feel all the time.” 

“So, I was right! You can’t stand me,” Jack said, trying to avoid the sting, trying to ignore the ache and embarrassment. He’d been told more than once he was too sensitive for his own good. His hurt was confirmation, proof the criticisms were correct. 

Dean kissed the nape of Jack’s neck, dragged his lips along it. Jack’s body was a treacherous thing because he arched into the contact like the slut Dean had proven him to be. “It’s complicated. C’mon Jack, don’t act like you don’t get it. Sometimes love can be hateful. We hurt people we love more than we hurt people we couldn’t give a damn about.” 

“Shut up, Dean.” 

“Aw, baby. I have what you need,” Dean crooned and began pressing his cock into Jack’s ass. 

The impossible stretch made Jack’s eyes water. “I can’t,” Jack choked out. He squirmed as Dean sank deeper and Jack’s inner alpha screamed at Jack to fight. To push Dean away. Out. “You have to -” 

“Relax.” Dean soothed his big, callused hand over Jack’s lower back. “You’ll work yourself into a panic if you don’t.” 

“No, Dean, you don’t understand. We were wrong to try. Alphas aren’t made to fit a knot,” Jack said, his last words breaking and twisting into a moan. 

“Feels right to me. Looks awesome, too.” Dean grabbed the meat of Jack’s ass. Spread Jack’s cheeks as he continued to glide in, punching the air out of him with each thrust. Jack could only ride the waves of discomfort in hopes he came out the other side relatively unscathed. “Your hole is doing the work it needs to do. I’ve got you.” 

“Okay, Dean,” Jack groaned. Nodded. He ached more than anything but Dean believed Jack could handle Dean’s cock - so Jack could trust him. 

“I wanna take you hard,” Dean panted, licking a hot stripe along Jack’s neck. 

“You really wanna mess me up, don’t you?” 

Dean laughed and shoved in brutally, cock pulsing with the need to knot. “Only in the best ways.” 

“Please shut up.” The pace was quick. Bruising. There was a choking relief at being fucked. 

“Oh, I got a ‘please’ this time? Gotta mark this on my calendar, write it down in my diary. ‘I dicked Jack so good he said please. Can’t wait to do it again.’” 

“You really are an asshole,” Jack said, face flaming from humiliation as Dean cackled like a lunatic. Dean was teasing Jack and it wasn’t nice - but he’d said something very important, too. Something Jack needed clarification on. “Do you wanna fuck me again, though?” 

Dean hummed. Kissed the lobe of his ear. Breathed into it. “Hell yeah.” 

Jack whined and yelped as Dean’s next shove hit just right. “Dean, you’re killing me.” 

“Better start working on your stamina, kid, because I have no interest in going easy on you. Ever,” Dean promised as he plunged deep into Jack. 

Jack came unexpectedly with a sob, lost as Dean fucked him through the aftershocks. “Dean - please. Please can we -” his voice cut off, moaning as Dean pulled out of him. His ruined hole clenched on nothing. An eager, hungry thing. 

“C’mon,” Dean ordered, tugging Jack away from the wall and over to the recliner. Dean sat first, patting his lap expectantly. “Sit on me, baby.” 

Jack didn’t need to be told twice. His legs were desperate for a break. He scrambled onto Dean’s cock as fast as his body would let him, moaning as he sank down, taking everything. His puffy, abused hole so happy to be filled with Dean’s giant cock. “You have to come, too, don’t leave me alone,” Jack finally rasped, rolling his hips.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be with you in a minute,” Dean purred. Squeezing the globes of Jack’s ass. 

When Dean’s knot started to inflate it was bigger than anything Jack had imagined, it filled up every empty space and then some, and Jack thought he’d scream or stop breathing altogether when Dean’s knot almost popped out and he dragged Jack closer to him, making sure his knot and come stayed in. “Told you. I’m too small,” Jack said faintly as more of Dean’s come shot inside. 

“I disagree,” Dean said in his smug alpha tone then bit down on Jack’s neck, leaving a raw, tender wound. A claiming mark. “Mine.” 

“Dean. I didn’t say you could do that.” There was a not-so-secret part of him that liked it, that just needed to be forced. Playing with Dean made him feel insane. 

“You didn’t have to.” Jack smacked Dean’s chest and he caught Jack’s wrist in his tight grip. 

“Need more training, huh? Maybe when my knot goes down I should tie your feisty little ass up in my room, keep you near me always.” 

Jack bared his teeth. “Dean, you can tease me all you want, it doesn’t change anything. I’m an alpha. Not an omega. I’m going to keep wanting what I want.” 

“You still want Sam.” Relief trickled into Jack. It wasn’t a question. Maybe they were getting somewhere, maybe there was hope this could end without too much drama or tears. “I get it. Anyone with half a brain does.” Dean faltered, fell silent again. Jack tried to give Dean room to think, tried to wait. For a few seconds, anyway. He wracked his brain for a solution. Couldn’t leave Dean alone. Coax it out of him. Jack tossed his head, gazed at Dean through his lashes, and milked Dean’s knot. Come on, Dean. You can do it. And then - success. Dean’s eyes softened and he let go of Jack’s wrist. “You got under my skin in a way others didn’t. Hasn’t done great things for me. I know Sammy loves me. But I could just stick with him the rest of my life and be happy - I don’t think the same could be said about him. So, yeah, maybe I was feeling a little, uh, threatened by you or whatever.” 

For a heartbeat, Dean looked so damned sad. Little boy lost. It was gone in a blink but Jack had seen it. Dean’s insecurities, his fears, laid bare for Jack. “You know he doesn’t need to choose, right? If Sam needs more than just you… he could have it all? We could share?” Jack placed a hand on Dean’s cheek. “I won’t try to replace you, Dean.” 

Dean hummed. His gaze roamed over Jack, making Jack’s heart jump. “Maybe you could have a supervised session. If you can earn it. I want you all to myself right now, though.” Dean didn’t give Jack a chance to pout, pulling him into another life-changing kiss. 

“If you want me all to yourself, fucking me with the door wide open was a bad idea. What if Sam sees?” Jack croaked when the kiss broke. Dean tweaked Jack’s nipples, growling playfully. Even if Jack wasn’t full of Dean’s knot, he had a feeling Dean wouldn’t bother locking them away somewhere safe and private. 

Maybe that was a good thing. 

Jack let himself melt into Dean and drifted off on his knot. 

[maybe-your-left]

Did Kylo pop your anal cherry and how did that go? Sounds like that would be Dr Ren's go to prescription for birth control

this ask... makes me think too much about all the Ren’s in my mind. what was the first anal experience like with them? What's their preferred birth control method?? 

these are the questions that will keep me up at night now, because of you anon. 

LETS EXPLORE THIS! 

SUPREME LEADER, COLLEGE KYLO (Happily Ever After AU), DOCTOR KYLO REN. 

Supreme Leader Ren: 

preferred birth control method? It's a First Order standard to have an injection when you’re employed. Unless you are married, it’s expected that all women are on it unless they want to be executed. 

Our first anal experience? I can see it in my mind's eye... 

“Get in there,” Ren growled, his voice hissing through the vocoder as he shoved you into the nearest room. You had been very bad today, coming out of your quarters, without permission. Tracking down whatever meeting Ren was in just because you were horny, prancing up to his stiff form at the head of the table. Every officer thought you were crazy, signing the dotted line on your death certificate. But you just came in anyway, snuggling into his lap and letting everyone proceed like you weren’t a purring kitten in the Supreme Leader's lap. 

“What did I do? you asked innocently, trying to hide a smile with your honeyed words. Ren would have none of it, wrenching your arm behind your back so he could guide your feet. Pinning you to the nearest wall, cold durasteel biting into the skin of your midsection as it was revealed. Ren smacked you on the ass, hard. 

“You know exactly what you did, you stupid little girl,” he smacked you again, yanking down your leggings after another blow. “You think you can just walk around and demand attention, just because I’ve been fucking your whore cunt senseless every night.” 

“Uh-huh,” you giggled, trailing off into a moan when Ren’s gloved hand smacked down on you again. “It worked, didn’t it? You’re-Ah-giving me attention!” 

Ren froze, his breathing heavy through the helmet as he thought about your thought. You were buzzing with excitement, imagining all the ways he was going to punish you for disobeying him. How rough he would thrust his cock inside your cunt, leaving you dripping with his cum. Fucking you so hard that you could barely move. 

“Hm,” Ren leaned against you, “I think I won’t fuck your cunt today. I don’t think it’ll hurt you enough.” 

You whined in protest, opening your mouth to beg but halted when you felt his middle finger plunge inside you. Stroking your walls with ease, sliding another finger in next to it, you moaned at the feeling. Pushing yourself down on his fingers as they scissored you apart, you could hear how wet you were. Ringing over both of your heavy breaths. 

Ren slid his fingers out of you, his pants coming undone soon after. You were so excited, ready to take your hard fuck and be sent home filled with his cum. But instead of a thick cock sliding into your cunt, Ren prodded your asshole with his fingers. Pressing into the muscle until it gave him access, you sucked in a harsh breath. 

“What are you-” 

“Shut up.” 

Ren worked in his two fingers, letting you stretch out around them. Scissoring like he did when he was going to fuck your cunt, you let out a loud moan when he fucked them deep into you, “Fuck me.” 

“I am,” Ren ripped his fingers out, popping the tip of his cock inside you before you closed up. Softly canting his hips forward, literally tearing you apart for him. You squirmed against the wall, both his hands now holding you still as you tried to get away from him. 

“Stop moving or it will hurt more,” he hissed in your ear. Running his right hand between the front of your legs to rub at your clit. You groaned at the distraction, body relaxing for him enough to thrust fully inside you. “Such a tight little hole, all for me.

You let out another moan as he thrust in and out of you, trying to spread your legs out to take more of him. Your leggings stopping you from doing so, “Ky, please, sloo-w doww-n!” 

Ren snapped into you, grinding his hips into your own, rocking deep inside you. He pulled out over and over, your ass stinging with every plunge. But, fuck it was good, the stretch, the burn, all accompanied with a leather finger circling your clit. 

You felt like you were seeing stars, tears streaming down your cheeks as you begged for him to stop, but also give you so much more. 

Ren yanked his cock out of you, fisting his cock as he hummed, “Look at you, all stretched out. What’s the matter? Do you want me to stop?” 

“No,” you cried, sliding down the wall in your tears. He let you crumble to the floor, bent over in half on the cold tile. Ren spanked you again, shoving his cock inside you from above. 

“When I send you home you won’t be able to sit down, and I expect you to be ready for me on your hands and knees when I’m back, already stretched out. I’m not fucking your cunt until you realize how bratty you’ve been today.” 

College Kylo Ren:

preferred birth control method? um, he's a college student, he has zero clue about birth control unless he's dating someone. his favorite is the ‘pull-out method’ which hasn’t failed him yet! 

however, he loves a good ole’ creampie, just for the hell of it. 

Our first anal experience? HO-HO-HO BOY. 

“Wrong hole!” you shrieked in pain, pushing Kylo off of you as hard as you could. His head knocking into the bunk of your roommate's bed in the process. 

“Shit,” Kylo grunted, “I’m sorry, I can’t fucking see.” 

“It’s okay,” you calmed down a little, wincing when he finally slid into you. His cock was still so big, it was so hard to get used to it. Every time he fucked you, no matter how long he took to try and prep you, he stretched you open so far. 

“Is that-fuck-better?” he mumbled into your hair, rocking his hips into yours a few times before pulling out. Slamming back into your slippery pussy, you raked your nails down his back. Trying to lock your ankles around his hips so he could fuck you more, “Yeah, much better. Fuck,” you squealed again, “We should’ve fucked in your car.” 

“It’s the same amount of room,” he chuckled, turning his face so he could kiss at your ear. Lapping it with soft licks before kissing your cheek, he moaned into your skin, “Would you-would you ever want to do that?” 

“Fuck in your car? We’ve done that before, don’t you remember that ticket we got?” 

“No, the other thing,” he pushed off you a bit, his arms plants under each of your armpits, “The ass stuff.” 

“Oh,” you blushed red, of course, you had thought about it. Ever since Kylo mentioned that he had done it with an old girlfriend, you thought how it would be to take him there. He told you how much he liked it, but she always complained about how much it hurt, so they didn’t do it often. You were very curious about it, you never played around with your backdoor with anyone. 

A couple of boys tried, apparently your ass was ‘too good to not lick’, but you swatted them away each time. 

“We don’t have to, if you aren’t ready,” Kylo stuttered, his face growing with worry as he watched your mind reel at the possibility, “I know you’ve never-” 

“Can, can we go slow?” 

Kylo’s eyes lit up, quickly pulling out of your pussy and planting his hands on your inner thighs. Spreading them out in front of him, getting just a glimpse of your pucker above the bedsheets, “Yeah-yes. I’ll go slow and you tell me if anything hurts, okay?” 

You nodded, “Okay.” 

“Okay,” Kylo pushed you up the bed, shuffling back on his knees as best he could in the confined space. Laying down on his stomach to he face to face with your pussy, you peered down at him nervously, “Can I eat your ass? I promise it’ll feel really good.” 

“Uh,” you took in his pleading eyes, tongue licking his lips as he waited. You thought about all the times he's eaten you out, how amazing his mouth and fingers felt. It couldn’t be that bad, “Yes.” 

Kylo didn’t wait for you to take it back, lifting your hips in the air and kissing at your pucker. His tongue lapping at it a few times, you watched as he moaned into you. Eye’s falling such in bliss as he tasted you, he brought his hands to your cheeks. Massaging them so you would relax more, “Let me in Baby.” 

You nodded once more, snaking a hand down to your pussy. Rubbing a few circles around your clit so you could relax, and soon it worked. Kylo was able to hook his tongue into your hole, just a little bit. You gasped at the sensation, Kylo moaned when you twitched, tonguing at you over and over. You felt one of his hands move to your hole, spreading your cheeks open a little more for him. 

“I’m gonna put a finger in you now, okay?” 

“Mm,” you bit your lip, biting off a moan as he slid his middle finger inside you. Lapping around the edges as he fucked you open, “Look at you, so hungry.” 

Kylo pushed in a second finger, curling them in and out of you while he sat up. Watching in awe as you opened up for him, the two of you locked eyes, smiling when he saw how desperate you were, “More?” 

“More! More. please Kylo!” 

With his free hand, he brought two fingers to your pussy, plunging in and scooping out some of your cum. You yelped at the stretch, instantly drunk on the feeling of being full in both holes. 

“You want my cock?” 

You heard him shuffle closer to you, the heat from his legs now against your cheeks. Kylo smacked his cock a few times on your pussy, slowly pulling his fingers from your ass. 

“You want it?” 

“Yessss” 

“Where?” 

You glared at him, watching as he brought the tip down to your stretched hole. 

“In my a-aH-Sss!” Kylo stuck his head in just as you spoke, pushing in inch by inch to take your cherry. His eyes fluttered shut, “Fuck-you’re so tight. Tighter than your fucking pussy.” 

He gave you shallow thrusts until he could fill you to the hilt, both of you panting from the stretch, “You ready for me to destroy your little asshole? For anyone else?” 

“Fuck me, Kylo.” 

DOCTOR KYLO REN M.D.: 

preferred birth control method? HES OLD OKAY, he doesn’t have time for pulling out, or condoms, or fucking around. All his partners need to tell him what kind of birth control they are on, and If they aren’t on any he won’t fuck them until they are. 

He hates IUDs though, he’s nicked his dick on the strings before and it was NOT fun. 

Our first anal experience? This man LIVES for anal. If you’ve never done it, he's going to break you into the drug that is anal sex. 

“What do you mean you’ve never done it?” 

“You don’t mean it it, right?” 

“Oh, thank god.” 

You watched as Ren paced across your living room, working himself through a fit of hysteria. Both of you were chatting about your experience, and you let it slip that there's something you’ve never done. He immediately jumped away from you, thinking you were a virgin which was insane because he had fucked you before, many times. 

“But, what do you mean?” 

“I’ve never had anal?” 

“Oh.” 

Ren awkwardly looked around your apartment, “Would-would you like to try it?” 

“Yes,” you blurted out, eyes widening when you said the word. Ren looked just as startled, waiting for you to take it back. But you didn't, and he lunged. Your lips locking together as he lifted you from the couch. Tongues wrestling for dominance in each other's mouths, you sucked on his, moaning at the taste. 

He threw you to your bed, shucking off his lab coat and other garments. Ren barked at you, “Strip, get on all fours. Stick your pretty ass over the edge for me.” 

You eagerly obeyed him, getting into position on the edge of the bed. Your feet dangling off as you spread your legs open, arching so he could see your ‘pretty ass’ ready for him. 

“Lube,” Ren barked again. 

“Nightstand.” 

He ripped it from the drawer, walking between your legs, you felt his cock land on your right cheek. A bead of precum drying on your skin, you hissed as the cold liquid was squirted between your cheeks. Ren shushed you, rubbing his left hand over the puddle, warming it against your sensitive skin. 

“Just relax, and breathe,” he cooed, pressing his middle finger into your hole. The lube opening you nicely, this wasn’t your first time playing back there. You had stuffed your ass full of silicone many times, but never a real cock. 

“I’ll make you feel so good, Angel.” 

 “Ugh,” you groaned, his fingers stretching you so well, the burn making your pussy drip with want. Pooling on the sheets between your legs, Ren slid his cock to your core, sliding inside you with ease. “Need to slick my cock up, so you can take it all.” 

Ren fucked another finger inside you while he thrust in your pussy. Your eyes already crossed at the pleasure, you were so full of him, you couldn’t imagine taking his cock in your ass. But the time was here, Ren pulled out of you. Your pussy clenching as he left. 

Instead of pulling his fingers out, Ren slid the tip right in with them. You yelped at the stretch, but he chuckled. Petting your outer thigh as he pressed in further, shallow thrusts into you. 

Ren fucked his fingers in with his cock, the stretch delicious, “I think you’ve been a lying slut, there's no way you haven’t had a cock in here.” 

“I-I’ve fucked my-yself!” 

“Good,” Ren took in a deep breath, “Then I don’t need to be gentle.” 

He ripped his fingers out, slamming his cock completely inside you. You shrieked at the impact, but he didn’t stop. Pulling out and pushing inside you, his hands dug into your hips. Fucking you harder than he’s ever fucked your pussy, clenching around him each time he bottomed out. 

“Slutty little asshole, you’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you?” 

“Yes,” you cried, pushing your hips back into his, “I’ve been waiting for your monster cock!” 

“I’m gonna fill your ass up with cum every day now, do you understand?” 

He yanked on your hair, forcing you off your hands to bend in half. “There’s not going to be a day where you won’t be stuffed with my cum. And you’ll keep it there until I get home from work and do it all over again.” 

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HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A CHANGE OF PANTIES 

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[philosophicalparadox]

I couldn't choose one ^_^; but for mephirin how about one of these?

3. “Am I dead?”

18. “Would you quit moving around?” “It’s not my fault we’re tied up together!”

57. “Wait a second.. are you jealous?”

86. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”

111. “Is that a challenge?”

151. “Times up!”

191. “Don’t give me that look! You started it!”

204. “It’s midnight, what do you want?”

(I promise I used one of these, it's just at the end!) TW for talk of suicide, death, self harm(minor) and angst (with a little fluff at the end. But first you must suffer the cringe that is Mephisto + feelings)

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Rin sat down in front of Mephisto's mansion, letting the weight in his stomach anchor him to the concrete, even though his mind felt a million miles away.

"You do realize it's the middle of the night." A smooth voice chimed behind him. Rin had expected his company - in fact that was the very reason he was there, or so he thought.

Getting no reply to his passive statement, Mephisto came up on his flank, dressed in a dark purple velvet robe that was left largely open at the top, exposing his pale chest to the humid night air, his bare, clawed feet making not a single sound. It wasn't hot, but it wasn't cool either, not that Rin would have noticed anyway.

"I'm surprised you didn't ask why I'm here." Rin said softly after a long, wet pause.

"Did you want me to?" Rin felt his teeth clench. He didnt have the energy to play stupid games. But he also knew Mephisto was right. He really needed to stop expecting human responses from a cosmic demon entity. It wasn't good for his sanity.

"I want you to sit by me." He stated. If Mephisto wanted him to be forthcoming with his desires, so be it. Rin half expected a retort, but couldn't say he was all that disappointed when the older man obliged. He sat at arms length, predictably uncomfortable with intimacy in these situations. And Rin knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he knew why he was here anyhow.

"Nothing can live forever, Rin. I know that better than anyone."

"Except for you, maybe." Rin replied sarcastically. "And only because you choose to live through it all." Rin responded bitterly. His grimace turned to a body-wide tremble. "How? How do you watch people die again and again and just keep doing it?"

"Doing what, precisely?"

"Living."

"Hmm." Mephisto hummed as he thought, bringing a thin, sharp clawed finger to his jawline. "That is actually not a bad question." Rin turned a curious gaze to his elder, surprised how compliant he was being tonight. Usually the man was as rigid as iron and as slippery as smoke whenever it came to feely-stuff like this, not that such a vague statement was out of the ordinary for him.

"And why isn't it a bad question?" Rin parroted his typical sing songy voice at him as a jab, but they both knew there was no heart in it.

"That is a good question." Mephisto smiled leerily at Rin, who was so used to these kinds of interactions by now he was hardly fazed. "And is it one worth answering? Or are you too intimidated by me? By this?" The look that morphed onto Mephisto's face like a sculptor playing with clay was priceless.

"Excuse me?" He said incredulously.

"You're intimidated by touchy feely stuff, though I don't know why. Me being all fucked up and hurt right now creeps you out, I know it does." Mephisto pursed his lips into a hard line, and Rin knew he was spot on. He decided it felt good to torment the man a little and dug in deeper. "So if you're going to sit there and mock me because you're a coward who is allergic to feelings, then you can fuck right off."

"Coward?" Rin felt a tiny ripple of panic tear through his already heightened body, the tone Mephisto used indicating that that might not have been the best word to use. But it was too late to back out now.

"Yes, a coward." Rin swallowed, refusing to be fazed. "And if you want to prove me wrong you'll answer the damn question instead of beating around the bush. But you're too scared of feelings to do that," Rin sighed, suddenly overtaken with a sense of fatigue. "So I don't know why I try. Or what I came here for, anyway. Company? Comfort? Hah. Don't know where I got that idea from."

A long, pregnant pause ensued. Rin glanced up at Mephisto once or twice, expecting a sharp retort, and seen him ruminating on an apt reply. What he said next was not what Rin was expecting though.

"Is that a challenge?"

Rin met cautiously determined eyes and was a bit unsure of what to say. "Only if you plan on taking it, Mr. Tough Guy." Rin tried, and failed, to stop the little smile that graced his lips. "Or do you think you cant be that open with me?" Rin could tell from the apprehension that drifted across Mephisto's glowy irises like a tiny cloud dims the moon that he was right. This man was in the business of trusting no one with his secrets. Not even his best piece. Especially not his best piece.

"I'm not going to think less of you for feeling things. Quite the opposite if anything. Besides..." Rin cringed when the thought of his brother's freshly dug grave. "I could use the distraction from my own thoughts."

"So you've elected to pick through mine. How charming of you." Mephisto pinned his ears with a sarcastic grimace before returning to his thoughts, though his expresion was a touch softer.

"I am not unfamiliar with death, of that you can be sure - and I don't mean the entity either." Mephisto began. "I have died before. But as you know by now, death for demons is not quite the same. Indeed, neither is the death of Nephilim." Rin felt his heart throb achingly in his chest and fought the sudden, unbidden urge to cry. He was the last one left. All he had was Mephisto now.

"And suicide?" Rin asked boldly, unsure of where, even, the question rose from. "Are you familiar with that?"

"Yes, actually, I am. In a way." Mephisto's voice took on a somber tone (for him) and Rin had to resist the urge to ask if he was being serious or not. Mephisto looked to Rin's face and could read everything. "I am not immune to my own mind, unfortunately. Boredom, depression - these things are not beyond me. I have experienced them, in my own way. I admit I have trouble understanding why some humans end their lives, but not all of them."

"So..." Rin's mind was reeling trying to catch up. He wasn't precisely surprised, exactly - Mephisto could be very macabre when the situation allowed, but Rin didn't trust the integrity of his words just yet. "Have you ever tried to kill yourself?"

"Not intentionally, no. By which I mean that I have most certainly damaged myself and my body needlessly, but it was never with the exact intention of dying."

"So you've hurt yourself? On purpose?"

"Yes. Sometimes out of boredom. Sometimes for other reasons." The sudden, though subtle tension in Mephisto's voice told Rin that was as close to disclosing those reasons as he was going to get.

"I can understand that, I guess." Rin thought about it. He'd injured himself on purpose before, although it was out of curiosity more than self loathing. He couldn't say he hadn't considered it before while he felt really low, though.

"What happened to Yukio was not your fault."

The statement came out of left field and hit Rin like a train. He couldn't stop the tears from flowing now. "He did what he felt he had to do." Rin justified weakly. "He was getting old. His body was eating itself. I don't blame him or me for not letting him suffer." Rin's voice cracked. "I just wish I could have been there. Said goodbye. I know it didn't hurt, but..." Rin couldn't keep his composure. "There were better ways to do it. No one would have told him no. No one." Rin garbled through sobs.

"I tried to talk to him about that actually. He didn't want anyone else doing it for him. He wanted to be in control of his life to the very last second."

"I know. I know." Rin heaved a heavy sigh to try and calm down, but everything, every part of him was shaking and he just wanted to run away from the pain. To curl up and die because the last part of his world had gone to a better place and he desperately wanted to follow. He didn't want to be alone. Anything but alone.

A cold, spindly hand on the small of his back shocked him back into reality, and he realised he was clenching his jaw so hard it hurt.

"Don't drift away. It wont take you anywhere you want to go." Mephisto advised wisely. The, Rin wanted to call it sovereign, look in his eyes proved what he knew from experience. Don't drift away. Rin focused his mind on the surprisingly cold hand, not because of it's temperature but because of how lightly it touched him. Gentle might have been a part of gentleman, but he had never really known Samael to be either the former or the latter with any amount of honesty.

Rin got an idea then, and pounced on Mephisto before he was able to object, bowling him over lightly and straddling his chest. Confused and slightly concerned eyes met his own stern and jaded ones. He wasn't going to feel any better by sitting here feeling the hard concrete dig into his ass, that much was true.

"Then help me stay right here." Rin offered, his tail wiggling somewhat enticingly, Mephisto's face lighting up in realization.

"Is that a challenge?"

[hereliesbitches--me]

@draconicmatriarch​ asked: "Rosie." She stalled, letting Suzaku sleep on her folded legs. "Am I a bad person for loving someone despite knowing that they still do terrible things?" She didn't have the strength to say his name, but everyone knew. "I could spare so many people suffering if I could kill but one man. That's what a queen should do, right? Destroy one for the sake of many. B-But I can't," she sobbed. "I can't kill him. As soon as I raise my fist, I see a scared child that was once him."

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What is it that makes a person fall in love? Who ever had the answer to why the heart one day begins to thump a little faster when you see a particular person? Why one day a simple friendship is suddenly forever altered by a change of feelings from the blue? Who is to blame for the strands a desperate soul throws to the winds in hopes it catches its match?  

Can you change what fate decides? or does it all dwindle down to the simplistic needs of basic animal biology to have companionship?

Rosie has been in love before. She tasted its bliss and basked in the euphoric highs that would have been the closest to heaven a person like her could have ever been. Rosie knew love so intimately, held onto it with such desperation, she believed not a damn thing in the world could ever hurt her again. But that was one of life’s greatest lessons; For to love was to fall into its deceptive arms of comfort, knowing well there lay a sword to fall on should you lay down your heart in callus hands. Love held the power to heal you, to build you, and break you down all in the same breath. And now she stood the result of its breaks, a shambled, pessimistic deity trapped within a human skin. A broken doll. Giving advice to a mother with a heart that still dares to love. A bastard chicken , of all things to have tied herself to. Its been a long but pleasant day for them, spent catching up and tiring out the little halfling tyke on their little adventure through Kia’s lands. Rosie appreciates her company, she loved Suzaku, but good things had a tendency to vanish quickly in the Moon’s life -- this moment was no different. She knew that question was coming from a mile away, a thought that ate at Kia throughout the day as they walked and talked, nagging at the back of her mind. Her shifting, her wandering eyes, the way her fine lips opened and closed with practiced words never spoken, did not go unnoticed. Now at last they spill out with all its hesitance, with the practiced pacing of a politician, carefully asked in the sanctuary of two friends that shared almost everything. For some odd reason, Rosie finds herself winded by the question.

    She must bite her tongue before her cynicism comes pouring out. In fact, it takes everything in her power not to twist her face and scowl in disgust at the outrageous question that should have had an obvious answer for anyone listening ; The reality of this was far more complex than a simple yes or no answer, so she settles for balling her fist til her knuckles turn white and holds in those words with her stolen hair she managed to retain in. Kia is delicate, she knows, as any woman would be when the heart full of misplaced love is raw from its emotional misuse. If it had been anyone else, Rosie would have bitten down with cruelty of the harshest truths, to call her a fool and roll her eyes at the notion of sympathy for a bastard king of pea brained birds just because he was left twisted by childhood. But this Rosie knows love, and how blinding and controlling love can be when it has latched its silken strand and binds itself to another. Now there came a child born from it, and the dragon is the bird in the cage, pinning after a man who will never appreciate her the way she deserved to be. All these words jumbled in her mind makes it difficult for the cat to filter through and pick just the right ones that can be strong together well enough to cushion the crushing blow Kia needs to hear. She’s torn with the bias of bitter resentment, and the instinct to be a comforting friend. For a while, Rosie can’t bring herself to look at the Queen. Because if she looks, everything she thinks may be conveyed too well through her eyes that Kia will shatter. She fixes her gaze instead to the colorful sky, a mural of pinks and oranges as the sun begins settling along the horizon, shades that could smooth her temper and malice. Softening her worn edges well enough, the angel sucks in a breath into her desperate lungs, flaring her nostrils in subtle irritation, before letting it slip away with the breeze and her negativity.

A Moon’s purpose is to bring and keep balance. Balance it.

  “ It isnt exactly so clean cut as a yes or no answer, despite what the people around here whisper to each other…”  She starts. Yes, the sonar ears on her head can hear a whole lot when people have no idea just what cat ears can pick up. The mentioned featured twitched and folded back slightly , her tail swaying with emotion she would not convey in words. She sniffs and turns slightly, enough to reach her hand out and stroke through Suzaku’s blonde tufts, stare shifting to study the sleeping boy intently, “ As Queen, you’re tied to your duty to your people . But being a Queen doesn't mean you’re not a living being with feelings. Its the human part-” She stumbles slightly, “ Eh, its the person you are that helps you empathize with your subjects and the people around you. It shouldn’t come as a shock that the empathy can be spread further to the companions you work with, especially when politics are thrown into the mix.” Adding politics and love certainly made for a slippery slope that don't make the conversation any easier. In the midst of her reply, Kia’s crackling voice as she heaved a sob tore Rosie’s focus upward to her dear friend just as the tears pooled and spilled over her round cheeks. An unsightly appearance, red faced and blubbering, for a queen.. A sight that seers through Rosie’s skin and makes her wince, in both a flush of bubbling wrath and the cold chill of empathy that washes over those flames. How could anyone ever expect a woman to kill the father of her child? No matter the nature of it, no matter how the celestial herself felt, Rosie cant blame Kia for her nature of seeing the good in people. There had been something between her and Shahin that passes as a secret only lovers will ever know and understand, no matter how much the bastard pretends that there is nothing. Fighting her trembling anger, Rosie transforms and redirects it to shuffle herself higher on the grassy hillside to pull Kia within her arms. Careful not to disturb the sleeping youth, Rosie’s brows knit together and crease her forehead in rippling waves of worry as she cradled the Queen. Stroking through the silken raven hair, she pressed her cheek upon the crown and purred soothingly,

“ Kia, I understand you. Trust me, I do. I know what love can do, what it makes you think and feel.. But it can’t be used as an excuse for him.” She whispers, gentle yet stern, her eyes falling closed, “ Even still, I nor anybody can force you to act against your heart… So, if you really believe there is something in him that can be saved or reasoned with,” Her scarred palm bearing the cross rose to wipe the tears away from Kia’s cheeks, relinquishing her venom to a kinder alternative for the Queen’s sake, “ Then I’ll help you. I can try to change his ways with some convincing, a little at a time. But , if all else fails..”

Rosie sits up straighter, wills herself to meet the crimson gaze of the Dragon with solemnity as she held her by the shoulder,

“ I won’t ask you to kill him.

But I will do what I must,

if I feel its for the safety of you and Suzaku. And Your kingdom.”

[laylascoldcoffee]

With Grace pt3

So, here it is, part 3 where they finally get it on!! So be warned there is smut ahead.....

I barely slept at all, tossing and turning unable to stop thinking about Ed and how he had made me feel, my mind kept wandering to what would have happened if I hadn't of stopped him, I roll over covering my head with my pillow groaning to myself feeling totally embarrassed at how he was getting to me.

I hear his bedroom door open, it was practically opposite mine at the top of a short corridor leading from the living areas, I glance at the bedside clock 3.48am.

I wonder what he's doing up at this time then I remember he said he was going away for a few days 'nice one Grace, that's gonna be mega awkward when he gets back' I think to myself, I lie still in case he can hear me, listening out for any noises to indicate what he's doing, its all quiet so I assume he's back in his room having gotten something from the kitchen, I turn over and attempt to settle back off already having decided to skip my run this morning, I just couldn't be bothered, I wanted to slob around in bed until I needed to be at the café for my usual 12-6 shift, I close my eyes in an attempt to fall to sleep but not even 10 minuets later I'm huffing because I just cant settle enough to let sleep take me, I give up I think to myself throwing the covers back heading to the kitchen for a glass of water.

Its not light out yet so the kitchen is dimly lit, I don't bother with a light as I know my way round, I reach up grabbing a glass from the shelf next to the fridge and just as I'm about to swing the fridge open to grab the filter jug I hear 'so you couldn't sleep either' I jump my heart pounding at the fright dropping the glass in the process 'shit!' I yelp as I find myself bare foot surrounded by at least a million shards of glass, I look up to see him sitting at the dining table facing the kitchen, how had I not noticed him as I came out of my room my brain questions,

'Fuck, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you, stay there' he jumps up and in no time he's near me, he's barefoot too but he's standing in a clear spot where the glass hadn't reached,' ill grab some shoes' he says 'don't move you'll cut your feet up' off he dashes to his room coming straight back hopping to get the last trainer on his foot, a quick flick on of the lights and he's at my side in no time and suddenly I feel myself being lifted, I'm taken aback 'wh..what..' I stutter then he's placing me up on the work surface out of the glass mess, he quickly turns and grabs a dustpan and brush from under the sink and starts sweeping the glass up 'oh, let me do that' I say feeling bad he's cleaning up my mess 'you've got no shoes on, stay there' he orders 'I'll have it done in no time' I bring my feet up so I'm sitting crossed legged on the top of the unit and watch him as he sweeps up the mess paying attention to the task and making sure he gets every little glistening shard, he empties the pan in to the bin and glances around checking he's got it all 'right, think that's safe' he says finally looking at me, 'thank you' I reply looking into his eyes, he looks away pretty quick 'here let me get you some water' he says as he reaches up for another glass, filling it quickly and handing it to me, 'thank you' I say taking the glass and bringing it to my mouth, I take a gulp and move to get down from the unit scooting towards the edge, his hand shoots out to help me hop down, I take it hesitantly only needing the help as my other hand still held onto the glass and I didn't want a repeat of what just happened 'thanks' I say my feet hitting the floor, he drops my hand pretty quickly and takes a step back from me looking at his feet and giggling, he'd grabbed odd trainers, one was bright red and the other stripy neon colours neither matched his blue checked pj bottoms, I couldn't help but laugh myself 'now that's totally gangster' I giggle, his cheeks blush as he looks away from me 'thank you for rescuing me and cleaning up my mess' I say his eyes meeting mine once again 'Well I kinda caused the mess so its only fair I sort it out' he says running a hand round the back of his neck, 'god this is awkward' I think to myself' he doesn't look comfortable at all, is he feeling bad about last night, does he regret it I question myself, 'ill leave you too it' breaks me out of my thoughts as he walks past me towards his room, my stomach drops.

I don't want things to be awkward between us, 'Ed' I call just as he's about to close his door, I move to the end of the corridor and see him pause but not turn around hand still on the door handle, I panic wondering why i'd called out to him, my mind working fast trying to form words, 'I...erm ..I just want to say that I'm really sorry about last night' I say looking down at my hands 'and I hope things aren't going to be awkward between us now' he doesn't move so I continue 'I want you to feel comfortable here, you live here and I want you to feel like you can be around me without thinking badly of me' he spins round 'what?' he questions 'god no Grace I don't think badly of you' he's coming towards me now, concern showing in his expression 'I behaved shockingly last night, I should not have done that or put you in that position, I pushed things and I'm the one to blame so I'm the one who should be apologising' he's in front of me now 'Grace I'm so sorry, I feel so bad that I behaved that way, you let me into your home and I do that' he looks so pissed at himself and I'm wondering why he's feeling so bad, it was both of us not just him, I gave enough signs to indicate I was a willing participant and he could carry on, why would he feel he was to blame.. 'no' I interrupt him 'I was fully into that last night, there was no pushing involved, I was there and I wanted it so its not your fault at all' he looks down at me puzzled his brain processing what I'd said, 'you wanted it?' he questions hesitantly.

My breath catches as I realise I shouldn't have said that 'well, yes, I guess in the moment I wanted it' I say looking down avoiding his questioning eyes, 'Grace' my name on his lips send shivers right through me 'look at me' he asks his hand coming up to my chin and lightly lifting my face upwards till I meet his gaze 'if you wanted it, why did you stop me?' his lips look so good, soft and plump, my eyes are drawn to them like a magnet, I shake my head his hand falling from my chin 'I.. I.. Don't really know' I gulp ' I guess I panicked' my eyes searching for anything to look at so I didn't have to meet his gaze, 'you rent my spare room and you seem like a nice guy, getting involved with me really wouldn't be a good idea' I spit out, in a nano second he closes the gap between us his hands coming up to my cheeks lifting my face towards him and those lips are on me straight away, softly as if asking permission, I hold back not returning the kiss to start with mainly through shock and wanting my brain to catch up with what was happening, he pauses for a beat lips barely touching mine, eyes wide gazing deep into mine, he ever so lightly nips his tongue over my bottom lip which makes my knees weak and a whimper fall from my mouth, my lips come crashing back to his, desperate to taste him, my hands grab at his shoulders and neck pulling him into me, he backs me against the wall flattening his body against mine his forearms resting either side of my head flat against the wall, tongues probing each others mouths and centres grinding against each other we stay like that for a short while both enjoying the moment, he breaks away first looking down at me 'can I take you to my bedroom?' he asks in a slow breathy groan his nose gently touching mine as his lips fuse back against my waiting mouth, his tongue drags along my lower lip then flicks up into my open mouth dancing around with mine, god he tastes so good I think as I pull him closer, my hearts pounding and I cant seem to catch my breath, god I want him, I want him so bad but can I really do this...

'mmm hmm' I moan into his mouth unable to form words, he groans into my mouth in response which sends shockwaves right through my core, god I need him, but its been so long, my heart quickens with panic, he pulls away looking at me, studying my face making sure this is what I really want 'I need to hear you say it Grace' his face pleading with me, he's unsure I can see it in his eyes, my fingers trail up from his neck to his face, cupping each side sliding through his scruff, my thumb trailing along his bottom lip feeling it wet with our saliva's, so sexy, his mouth just makes me weak, I find my voice, low and lustful 'I want you Ed' I bring my face closer to his and lick his bottom lip 'I want you right now' I tell him landing my lips back on his, his whole body weight comes down on me pinning me even closer to the wall, he's grinding so hard against my core its driving me crazy, I feel his hands slide down my waist and over my ass stealing a squeeze as they travel further down my thighs, suddenly I'm being lifted, still snug against the wall, he hoists me up my elbows landing on his shoulders and my legs wrapping around his waist, he pushes me back against the wall and its then that I feel him, I gasp as I realise he's pushed against me, I can feel his length through the material that separates our cores, he's hard, so hard pushing against me, grinding into me,  I feel myself get slippery and I clench trying to get a bit of relief from the ache that's over powering my core and deep inside of me ' I need you' I breathe out into his mouth 'fuck' he replies 'you've no idea what you do to me' he stills his pelvis pushing up hard against me 'do ya feel that' 'do ya feel what you do to me' he groans, he lifts me away from the wall taking all my weight easily and carries me to his room not loosing eye contact the whole time, he kicks the door closed behind him and lowers me down onto the bed climbing on as he does so at no point do our bodies separate, his lips find mine again, tenderly nipping and licking slowing things down, my hands twist through his hair feeling a heat rise deep inside of me, he holds himself up on his forearms and looks down at me, I bring my hands down running them over his shoulders and down his chest till I reach the hem of his t-shirt, I tug it up and he kneels slightly to allow the fabric to be cleared from his body, he's up between my legs kneeling shirtless and i swear I've never seen anyone look so sexy, I squirm slightly trying to get some relief, god I'm aching for him, I feel like I'm dripping wet already, he reaches out his hands landing at the waistband of my shorts, my hips naturally lift allowing him to remove them, he leaves my panties in place running his hands up my thighs after discarding my shorts, coming to a rest on my hips just below the hem of my vest, his eyes staring deep into mine as he slowly lifts the material up my body, I arch my back off the bed allowing him room to remove the vest, he all but growls as he catches sight of my breasts for the first time, I see him lick his lip as he stares alternating his glance between my eyes and my nipples which were hardening up under his lustful glare, he leans forward over me holding his weight up on one arm and brings his free hand up to cup my breast slowly dragging his thumb over my erect nipple, my back arches off the bed as groan escapes my lips, he lowers his head and his mouth approaches my wanting bud, I watch as he flicks his tongue out and circles me a few times before taking my nipple into his mouth and gently sucking, my core shoots up to press against him as I feel his warm mouth envelop me, my hands grab at his hair as I attempt to grind myself against him, he shifts lower so my core reaches his and he pushes back down on me, i pull his head up to me so I can feel his lips, the kiss is deep and passionate my hands pulling him in and my core searching for relief against his 'god I want you so bad Grace' he rasps as my mouth trails towards his ear, his scruff tickling the side of my face, my mouth nibbles at his neck up high by his ear slowly making a trail down until I'm nuzzling the grove where neck meets shoulder, he's pushing down hard on me, grinding me into the mattress, groaning as my mouth works him up into a frenzy, I feel his hand squeeze my breast as his finger and thumb roll my nipple around causing jolts of electricity to run through my core, his mouth is on my neck now leaving little nips as he travels down to my collar bones and right down the middle of my chest leaving nips and kisses between my breasts hand still working the one, he shifts his weight to his other hand and begins to work up my other nipple, pinching and puling  it between his heavenly fingers, my back arches again as his tongue slips down to my belly button, kissing and licking there for a beat, my hands grip his hair as he moves towards the fabric of my panties, his tongue trailing the line of them across my abdomen.

‘God he's driving me wild’ I think, the sight of him low between my legs is fucking divine, my hearts pounding as he moves his mouth over the front of my soaking panties, I grab his hair firm causing him to look up at me a worried expression flashes over his face 'Grace is this ok' he asks concerned, his mouth millimetres away from where I'm aching him to touch, my gaze is hard, trying to convey my thoughts to him, my brain unable to form sentences 'its. It's been.. Oh god, Ed I want this... I do..' his eyes are wide worrying about what I'm trying to say 'its just been... God its been so long for me.. I need... Oh god Ed' I'm breathless trying to voice how I'm feeling and doing a bad job at it, I bite my bottom lip feeling like i may cry any minute, he see's my upset and immediately moves up to touch his forehead against mine, his hand reaching out for my face, he holds me tenderly lifting my face so I meet his eyes 'I got you baby girl, I wont do anything you don't want me too, just say and I'll stop' he's so reassuring my heart all but melts 'oh Ed' I sigh lips crashing down on his, he takes my breath away with his gentle kiss, his fingers running through my hair, he kisses me until my worries disappear, then breaks away and travels back down my body leaving gentle kisses on the way. He's back at my core fingers hooking over the top of my underwear, I take a deep breath and lift my hips watching him slide the fabric down and free my legs, he's kneeling back up again sat between my legs which are drawn together at the thighs, suddenly I feel embarrassed, he senses this and calmingly rubs the tops of my thighs 'baby I gotta see you' he rasps 'please baby' his hands firmer on my thighs not pushing them open but willing them, I take a breath and relax my legs, letting them fall open, his eyes spread wide as he licks his lips 'so pretty baby girl' he says almost talking to my pussy and not me, i rest my hand low on my belly the other up near my head, he carries on rubbing my thighs fingers massaging the insides reaching higher with each stroke, I close my eyes  breathing deeply trying to calm my brain of the fact that Ed Sheeran the famous singer who happens to be my roommate is looking at my dripping wet pussy, oh god how did this happen, I concentrate on my breathing trying to calm myself, as I open my eyes I'm met with his deep blue pupils looking so wanting at me, he's desperate to dive in but he's cautious and seeking permission, his hands still stroking my thighs pausing close to where I'm aching for him to touch, my bottom lip tucks under my teeth and i nod in agreement my legs suddenly feeling shaky, he glances down to watch his hands inch higher, thumbs finally reaching my outer lips, he lightly traces the outline of them his breath hitching as he feels the first sign of my wetness, he concentrates on my dripping hole, lightly stroking his thumb over it, he lowers himself so his face is between my legs, i feel his warm breath dance over my opening as he raises his thumbs taking me with him exposing my swollen clit 'so beautiful' he exclaims as he lets his one thumb lightly circle over the little pink nub, my back arches up off the bed as I gasp at the sensations he's causing 'ohh Ed' i groan 'feel good baby?' he asks, i lift my head locking eyes with him and nod watching as his mouth inches closer to my centre, his eyes close as his tongue licks a light strip right up my opening i throw my head back down to the mattress gasping at how insanely good that feels, he repeats the lick this time a bit firmer stopping to look up at me before he makes one final stripe up my drenched core only this time he dips his tongue inside of me, just a quick dip 'god you taste amazing' he says before his mouth finds my clit, his tongue probing softly at first, he uses his thumbs to hold me open as he works his mouth over my clit, my hands reach for his hair pulling him in closer 'you like that baby?' he asks as i gasp at another jolt of pleasure 'god yes, please don't stop' I rasp back.

I cant seem to stop my groans, his mouth is driving me absolutely wild, I clamp down on his hair pushing my core up into his face, i can hear him lapping at my clit, sucking it into his mouth grazing his teeth over it, he's moaning in to me 'taste... So... Fucking...good...' he rasps between licks and sucks, god I'm coming apart right under his mouth, its been so long since I've felt anything like this, I can already feel the knot inside of me starting to unravel, layer upon layer of warmth emitting from my soaking pussy as his tongue works wonders on me, my hips seem to have a life of their own and keep shooting up to his mouth, he snakes an arm over my belly to ground me while he works, he's strong i think as I'm helpless to move, my thighs are tingling as the pressure inside of me builds, god I feel like I'll explode any minute but cant help wanting more 'Ed' I groan 'I need....' urgh, this feels too good I struggle to voice my needs 'what da ya need baby girl?' his tongue flicking over my clit as he looks up at me, oh god those eyes, that tongue, I can feel my wetness spreading all over my thighs, fuck I'm soaked for this guy! 'I need you' I whine breathless 'How'd you need me' he asks god he's making me say it, I tip my head back trying to hide my embarrassment, he senses my uncomfortableness and says 'is it my tongue you need inside you? As he takes a slow dip inside my drenched hole, I gasp, looking down at him slowly shaking my head, he smirks back up at me 'does my baby girl need my fingers?' he says dipping his tongue inside me once again, biting down on my lip I slowly nod watching as he brings his hand up to stroke me, he circles my clit a few times before slowly slipping his finger up inside of me his palm facing upwards and his thumb landing on my clit 'oh god' I'm up on my elbows staring down at him mouth open, its been so long since I've felt filled its an exquisite feeling, he slowly starts pumping in and out of me, rubbing my clit gently as he does, a few pumps and he withdrawers quickly re entering along with another finger 'Ed' i scream as my head  is thrown back 'god that feels so good' i screech as he pumps my pussy filling me up 'fuck you're tight' he says 'warm and tight just for me baby girl' he lowers his mouth to my clit as he continues finger fucking me, my pussy clenches tightly around his fingers as he tongues my clit, I almost fly off the bed when he starts sucking on me, I'm screaming and rasping swear words into the air above us hands wrapped tightly in his hair, it's then that I feel it, its like a firework going off deep inside of me spreading heat as it blows, 'Ed' I scream out as I convulse around his fingers, the spasms are strong and visible on my stomach, I clench tightly around his hand and he keeps pumping adding to the pleasure, I'm pulling hard on his hair shaking all over 'oh god..oh god...' falling from my lips he starts to slow his hand and gently withdrawers from me when i settle, his hand is dripping, his eyes light up at that sight 'fuck baby, all this for me' he says bringing his hand to his mouth to lick his fingers clean, my pussy spasms again at that sight 'oh' i gasp watching him take my fluids so willingly, the sight before me so sexy, he's still mere inches from my core his face glistening with my juices and he's eagerly licking me off of his hand fuck!! That sight wrecks me..

My heart is still pounding and I'm trying to steady my breathing, my hands leave his hair and come to cover my face, fuck, I cant believe I just came all over his face.. 'hey' he says 'you ok?' he's moving up my body resting on one arm at the side of me, he uses his other hand to lift my hands away from my face 'talk to me' he says 'I just came all over your face' I say almost cringing at the thought, he laughs 'yeah you fucking did, it was so fucking hot too' i look at him shocked, he trails his tongue over my closed lips 'you're so fucking sexy Grace, I've wanted to taste you since I first saw you' my mouth drops open 'what?' his lips are on mine and tongue taking advantage of my shock slips inside my mouth, I taste myself on him straight away and move to deepen the kiss pulling him closer by his hair, we stay there for a while just getting lost in each others mouths, I feel him lightly grinding against me, his arousal evident by the hard length pushed up against my soaking centre, poor guy i think he must be so desperate for some relief, i pull back and break the kiss, our eyes locked on each others 'Grace, we can stop if you want' he says when he sees me tentatively chewing my lip, he thinks I'm unsure about continuing but really I'm trying to decide if I'm brave enough to do what i really want to do, take him in my mouth and taste him, god I want to.. His eyes look so concerned, I lean up and gently nip his lips between my teeth, 'switch with me' I say barely a gasp but he groans in response, his hand falling to my hip pulling me with him as he rolls over and settles on his back, i land at his side one leg over his stomach, I push myself up and over so that I'm straddling him and sit upright looking down at him, i cant help it, my core starts to grind against him and he hisses at the sensation hands flying to my hips to help me along 'fuck you look so good sitting up there' he rasps 'grinding on ma cock making me so fucking hard for you' the groans and hisses coming from him are just divine, fuck you could listen to him for the rest of time, that mouth so talented in so many ways.

You let your hands fall to his chest lightly dragging down to his waistband where you toy with the material whist you continue to grind upon him 'need to feel you baby girl' he hisses pushing your hips down hard against his throbbing length, you hold yourself down on him 'yeah' you ask as you shuffle backwards slightly so your sitting over his thighs, you let your hand slide over his encased cock feeling the material of his pyjamas already soaked through, god he's hard, your thumb cant help but glide over his tip, his hips buck up as he groans throwing his head back, fuck he's so sexy you think, you slowly start pulling at the waistband the material sliding off is hips and down his thighs 'holy fuck!' you exclaim when his cock bounces free, his head shoots up eyes wide, you look up at him 'Ed, you're fucking huge' you say the shock evident on your face, he starts to laugh nervously 'yeah I've got a lot going on down there' 'you're fucking telling me' you reply your eyes trailing back down to his cock, you gulp as you reach out to touch him god he really is big you think, how the hell is that gonna fit you question in your head, you cant help the gasp as your hand lands on him, he's so warm and smooth and fills your grip so easily, you slide your hand up your thumb gliding over his tip 'fuck Grace' he rasps, you let your hand continue to lazily stroke him whilst you adjust your position so your weight is on your elbow and forearm next to his hip and you're lying between his legs, his thigh under your one arm, when you're settled you hold his cock still for a beat 'so fucking sexy' you exhale as you lean your mouth toward him,  you run your tongue from the base right up to his tip and he chokes out a raspy 'oh fuck' trying to keep his hips grounded, his head lifts and he's looking down at you watching as your tongue approaches for a second flattened lick to the underside of his cock 'fuck baby girl, your tongue feels amazing' you grin bringing your tongue down for another stripe along him only this time you don't stop at the tip you carry on encasing him in your mouth still looking up at him, his eyes are wide, mouth hanging open fist clinging to the bedsheets, you slowly lower your mouth down over his cock going about half way down before slowly dragging your lips back up, your tongue flattened against him the whole time coming up to flick the tip of his cock when you reach the top, you start your descent again this time taking more of him, god he's big you think as you try not to catch your teeth on him, your not sure you'll be able to take all of him so you use your hand on the uncovered section of his throbbing cock keeping your fist close to your mouth as you travel up and down his length 'feels so good baby' he rasps his hand coming to rest on the back of your head, you adjust so your leaning up over him balanced on your knees and one arm opening your throat up more for him and sink down over him taking more of him inside your mouth, he  almost shoots off the bed when he feels the back of your throat 'fuuuccckkk!!' he growels his hand twisting in your hair you slide back up his cock making a popping sound as you release him using your hand to stroke him as you look up to his lustful eyes, his chest is heaving and there's a sheen of sweat at his brow you notice as he brings his other hand to your face resting his palm on your cheek running his thumb over your lower lip, you slip your tongue out and lick his digit and he takes the invitation and slips his thumb into your mouth where you gently suck on it, he hisses 'such a pretty mouth' as he withdraws his thumb dragging your lip out slightly before letting it pop back into place, you take his cock back in your mouth and slide down as far you can wanting to take him further but struggling at his size, you go slow trying to warm your throat up for such an intrusion managing to take him slightly further each time, his grip is tighter in your hair and he's groaning at the sensations your causing him, the slurping sounds making your pussy clench as you work his cock into your soaking mouth slick with saliva and his pre cum, he tastes pretty good you think to your self enjoying the power you had over him and getting lost in the pleasure this act was giving you when he abruptly shoots up stilling your head with his hand, you look up eyes wide with fear what happened you question with your eyes 'fuck... Baby I'm sorry.. Fuck..' he stutters 'I need to stop baby..' i sit up 'oh' i say quietly unsure of what id done, he sees my worry and straight away sits up so his face is against mine his hand cradling my cheek 'that was fucking amazing but I'm so close baby and i don't want to.. Not like that this time.' it dawns on me why he stopped 'oh' I repeat again as his lips find mine 'god this mouth' he breaths into my open lips 'the things you make me feel baby girl' he growls between kisses, my hands come up to his hair and I lean my weight against him pushing him back down so I'm lying on top of him, my mouth moves to his neck where i kiss and lick trails on each side, his hand finds my nipple where he gently twists and tugs at me making me groan into his scruff 'do you have a condom?' I ask lifting up to kiss his lips 'bathroom' he replies between kisses, i press down on his shoulders lifting my weight off him 'don't move' I order as I dismount and head to the bathroom my legs slightly shaky.

I feel his head turn to watch me as i go, 'top drawer' he says as I enter the bathroom, pulling the light cord I'm instantly met with the sight of myself in the mirror above the sink, my hair a tousled mess and my cheeks flushed, I study myself for a moment my gaze dropping to my body, I hadn't always been slim although id been slimmer than this at one point, the running and regular yoga sessions had built up strength in my body and it was now firm and toned, something of which i was quite proud of, I knew I had a good body but that didn't stop me feeling a little self conscious especially as I was naked with Ed Sheeran the superstar singer, I shake my head almost scolding myself, 'not the time to think about this Grace' my brain says, I pull open the top drawer and am met with numerous bottles and boxes, different brands of aftershave and body wash filled the drawer, i root around a bit not finding what I'm after i move to the next drawer and bingo there they are an unopened box of condoms next to an electric shaver which considering how much facial hair Ed has I'm guessing isn't used an awful lot. I grab the box and  free it from its clear wrap and pop it open grabbing a little silver foil and heading back out to the bedroom, he's still exactly where i left him, head cocked to one side watching as i walk towards him, his cock still standing to attention laying snuggly against his belly, his one arm is tucked under his head and as my gaze raises to his face he smiles the sweetest smile as I mount the bed scooting over towards him, 'can you?' I ask handing him the foil, he rips it open as I swing my leg over his body resting on his thighs watching as he takes himself in hand and gently rolls the condom over and down his length giving himself a few strokes once its in place, I feel my pussy clench at this sight, his hand moves to my thigh stroking 'come here' he says his hand trailing from my thigh to my ass as I lean over and down to meet his lips, his tongue finds mine as his hand tangles in my hair, he breaks away 'you sure this is ok Grace?' he asks tentatively, nodding i sit back up moving myself closer to his cock, I take him in my hands and gently run them the length of him, I cant help but worry at his size, as if on auto pilot my hand falls to my opening and my fingers slip inside of myself gently pumping to slick them up, he crosses his hands behind his head linking his fingers and lifting his head for a better view, he's biting his lip eyes wide watching as I finger fuck myself, he hisses when he see me bring my soaked fingers to his cock, getting him ready for me, I run the wetness up and down his shaft hearing him growl and seeing his cock twitch as i do so, i repeat the plunging of my fingers making sure he's well slicked, and move my soaked pussy to line up with him.

I ever so slowly lower myself, gasping as I feel his tip meet my hole, my lip tucks beneath my teeth and I bite down as I lower myself further, fuck he's really stretching me, 'shit' I hiss as he's hardly inside me, the burn it had been so long since id felt starting as I lower further, his hands come to my hips gently helping steady me 'look at me Grace', my eyes fixed on his cock entering me, I look up his eyes filled with concern 'we don't have to' he says, I move my hands higher on his chest resting over the lion and slowly sink the rest of the way down on him 'oh fuck' tumbles from his mouth as his fingers dig into my hips, my head drops, my hair grazing his chest, I don't think I've ever felt so full, he's stretching me in the most delightful way and I need a moment to process how that feels, I stay still for a few beats adjusting to him then as my head lifts to meet his eyes I slowly start rising off him, lifting almost clear of him before sinking back down 'fuck' he growls looking down at where he's enveloped by my wetness watching as he comes into view as I lift 'oh Grace, you're riding my cock so fucking good' he splutters as I come back down on to him, picking up speed I lean forwards my hands either side of his head on the bed gripping at the material, his hands working my hips up and down helping my movements along, I feel like I've been holding my breath as its only now that sound emits from me, long sighs and Breathy swears leave my lips, 'Ed' i sigh into his neck 'fuck' i bite down on his shoulder as he hits the right spot over and over, he's grazing my g spot in the most wonderful way, layer upon layers are building deep within me, I bury my face in his scruff little screeches escaping every time he hits that spot, his hand moves to the small of my back working me down on his cock in a grinding motion 'oh god' I rasp 'I'm so close' my fists tighten in the bed sheets and my face resting in his crook, 'come for me baby girl' he growls 'gotta feel you' he rasps in my ear hands pulling me down on him at such an angle I cant do anything other than hold on and wait for it to hit, I'm biting my lip trying to suppress my screams when I feel the first wave take me, i clench down hard on him and hear him hiss as he feel me start to spasm around his cock 'that's it Gracie, let me have it' he growls egging me on, my whole body is flooded with heat, my limbs shaking and body tense as my pussy spasms wildly around him, it feels like its lasting forever, he slows his pumps up into me using long slow strokes as i ride out my pleasure, I feel weak as his arms wrap around my waist holding me tightly while my breath returns, I try to lift my head to look at him but I'm spent, exhausted from the mind blowing orgasm id just had, all i can do is sigh into his neck, my breathing has finally slowed when i feel him lift and he rolls me over so he's snug on top of me cock never leaving my pussy.

He brushes the hair from my face and finds my lips where he tenderly kisses me, cock still moving long and slow inside me, our kiss breaks and he rests his forehead on mine and closes is eye 'you feel so good around my cock Grace, so tight and wet just for me' he quietly says, I reach up taking his face in my hands 'fuck me Ed' I say as I nip his bottom lip, 'you want me to fuck ya?' he asks 'fuck me' I repeat our eyes lock and I feel him start to move a little faster, short fast strokes replace the long deep ones and within a moment he's pounding into my pussy hands still in my hair holding my face so i cant look away 'you wanna be fucked' he rasps skin slapping against mine 'ahh' i sigh arching my back off the bed as he hits the delicate spots inside that drive me wild 'fuck me Ed' I'm gasping 'please fuck me' my lips are back on his deep and forceful as he starts to slam into me at a speed i can barely keep up with, I'm trying to meet his thrusts but it feels so good I keep missing a beat, it doesn't throw him off, he carries on fucking into me at an amazing speed, 'Ed' i screech as my legs come up and wrap around his waist 'you like that baby girl?' he asks biting at my ear my back arching up off the bed clinging to him as he hits deep inside of me 'pussy feel so good' 'taking all of me so deep' 'fuck so tight'  his mouth is at my shoulder teeth nipping as he dives into my welcoming pussy, his shoulder tense up letting me know he's close, his thrusts start to miss a beat, I run my tongue up his neck stopping just below his ear to sink my teeth in, kissing it to soothe any pain after, 'gonna cum for me?' i rasp in his ear 'fuuuccckkk' he groans back at me 'gonna fill me up good?' I nip at his earlobe 'fuck Grace' he breathes out before his hips slam into me deep where he stills and i feel him shooting out inside of me, filling the rubber barrier breathy 'ahh's' falling from his lips until his body slumps against mine 'fuck baby' he says as he lifts his upper body from mine and uses one hand to clear his face of his sweaty damp hair still breathing hard he looks down at me 'you ok baby?' his concern evident in his shaky voice, my hands rest on his shoulders 'I'm good' I nod back catching my own breath my eyes feeling heavy I close them for a short while opening when I feel him slip out of me, gosh I feel so empty now, he kneels up still between my legs and I watch as he rolls the condom off gently making sure not to let any fluids escape he leans over and grabs a tissue from the bedside cabinet and rolls the rubber up and tosses it back on the cabinet his hands landing at my thighs stroking slowly, 'here' he says pulling the covers back, we're still horizontal on the bed so I have to scoot up and round to land in the space he's offering me, my eyes close as my head lands on the fluffy pillow and i feel him climb in next to me and cover us both up, he rolls to face me, gently kissing my forehead 'sleep baby girl' he soothes as the darkness takes me.

TBCxx