#creepypasta lemon

[lordprettyflackotara]

Till Dawn || Eyeless Jack

Smut, 18+, minors dni. Tw: size kink, overall rough ass sex, unrealistic demon sex, stalking, a sprinkle of cnc, safe word IS in place, obsession, blood, blah blah. all the things. i had to lock tf in to finish this, it’s been sitting unfinished foreverrr. here you go my lovely’s <3

part two is here

You were a fascinating creature.

EJ thought so, anyways.

Many years had passed since he had been human, his interest in mortals having previously faded. That engrossment only slipping away further after he had moved into Slenderman’s mansion.

Typically, besides killing for food, (and maybe fun), he never strayed from home.

When Jack wasn’t home, he was never staying. Always passing through.

That was, until he saw you.

Your scent was divine, the demon lurking inside the depths of EJ clinging onto the idea of a tasty snack.

Once Jack had found you, he began studying you from a far.

You weren’t hard to find, the annoyed curses leaving your lips giving away your location easily. You were awkwardly stumbling over your arms full of groceries, struggling to unlock the front door to your tiny home.

Typically EJ wouldn’t have noticed your behavior at all, his animalistic instincts shouting at him to break into the window upstairs. To slide in, waiting for you to get settled. To creep behind you and slit your throat. He could hear your heartbeat, the steady pulse sending adrenaline through his veins. His mouth was beginning to salivate under his mask, his interest now peaked as he observed your life.

You liked your coffee mostly black, with a single sugar cube. You were a night owl, giving Jack plenty to watch as he hid in the shadows of darkness. It occurred to EJ as he watched you join another round of an online game, your thick headset covering your ears, that he hadn’t really thought about what humans did in a long time.

Over the years he had sort of lost the man he once was, forcing himself to view mortals as meals, nothing more. After all, one sensitive vital organ and they’d be dead. Humans were so fragile. They aged so much quicker than he did. Why would he ever get attached?

The thought of a potential attachment hadn’t occurred to him, ever. EJ was content with passing through. He was content with his minimum social interacts with his fellow creeps back at the mansion.

But your scent.

Eyeless Jack grew more and more puzzled the longer he studied you. Why did you smell so fucking good? He had never cared for blood before, wounds not visible on your body anyways. Your pulse was normal, but he heard pulses around him all the time. Including two sets he lived with. Unless he was hunting, EJ had grown accustomed to tuning them out.

What was it about you?

It wasn’t until one night he was perched up in an oak tree, watching you prepare for bed. EJ had never considered himself to be a peeping tom. The female body held no interest to him other than the organs it contained. That was of course, until he saw you changing. You had tugged your shirt over your head, your bare breast bouncing as you pulled down your pants. Your panties were lacey, a material EJ hadn’t touched in ages. For the first time in years, Jack could feel his boner brushing against the fabric of his boxers.

You were so innocent, so unaware of his presence. EJ felt heat rush to his cheeks, awkwardly looking around to make sure no one else was looking at you like he was. You were so careless, leaving your curtains open like this. He was sure you figured since you were on the second story no one could see you. Jack liked that idea, him being the only one that could see you like this.

This made him only pay more attention. His attention now was not only on you, but the people you associated with. EJ liked that you mostly had friends and regular coworkers. He had no competition, no problem to deal with. His mind overworked itself trying to come up with realistic scenarios where he could meet you. Where he could feel the heat of your body, his cock buried in your cunt.

Despite Jacks obsession, he knew that the situation wasn’t ideal. His being over 6’5 and having dark gray skin the very least of his appearance issues.

The longer he watched your life, he noticed you were lonely. It didn’t matter how many friends you hung out with, he saw the look on your face deep in the night. The photos in your room of everyone you loved, every single photograph missing yourself. The filthy books you spent your time reading, the romance movies you watched. You needed a lover. Someone to tend to your needs, every dark desire.

He was over the moon when the opportunity presented itself.

Ben had given him a heads up, letting him know a ‘gnarly storm’ was heading the way EJ had recently been camping out at.

Standing in the rain wasn’t ideal for EJ. He didn’t particularly like being wet, the rain beginning to pour down. The thunder clapping and lightning striking was comforting for him, the wetness of the situation, not so much.

It was a usual night for you, your teddy bear wrapped desperately in your arms as you attempted to fall asleep. EJ watched you turn over restlessly, the storm clearly delaying your regular sleeping cycle. His gaze wondered over to the bright pink vibrator charging on your nightstand, his eyebrows raising.

When did he miss that?

It had to have been when he went to hunt earlier. Living off of deer was borderline revolting, his craving for human organs much more prominent. However he knew if he wanted to stay, eating one too many human organs created too much attention. A good chase from the cops taught him that lesson. Took him lots of stitches to heal, ones he had to do himself.

It occurred to Jack in that moment that if he was going to go through on his idea now was the time. He slowly walked down the thick branch of the oak tree, careful not to slip as he approached your window. He crouched down, raising his hand. He tapped on your window with his index finger, the unfamiliar feeling of fear filling him. Would you call the cops? What would you do? He watched you stir in your bed, as if you were internally debating if the noise was real.

EJ waited patiently for the thunder to subside, before tapping again. This time you sat up, your eyes landing on the window. EJ nervously realized this was the first time you were looking at him. He raised his large gray hand, waving at you. Your eyebrows furrowed, throwing the sheets off of you as you approached your window. EJ knew your window was broken, unable to be locked. He noted you pretending to unlock it, before shoving it upwards.

“Can I um, help you?” You asked. The rain droplets were splashing into your dry room due to the wind. EJ didn’t like that. He cleared his throat, trying to sound as non threatening as possible. He knew humans to be sensitive and after all of these years of not thinking twice about his voice, he was thinking about it now. “May I come in? It’s a bit wet out here,” EJ said as calmly as he possibly could. He watched you study him, your eyes fixated on his gray hands.

“I’m n-not so sure that’s a good idea. My brother’s home and I don’t think-” You stuttered, the lies spilling from your lips. Jack didn’t like this. You weren’t a liar. Without touching you, he slid into your room nimbly without a second thought. His drenched clothes were dripping water on the floor, his sights scanning the room up close for the first time.

“Hey! You can’t just barge in here!” You yelled. You stormed over to your nightstand, grabbing a baseball bat with ‘Vikings Middle School’ engraved on it. You rose the bat over your shoulder, swinging it with full intent to hit your intruder. Your eyes widened in fear as EJ caught the bat in mind air, his slender gray fingers wrapped around the metal. He tiled his head to the side, observing you.

First lies and now an attempt at assault. This is not off to a great start.

Jack immediately caught a whiff of your scent, the newly founded fear reeking off of you. And it was divine. EJ pushed the bat aside, taking a step closer to you. “Dont lie to me. I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to offer you what you truly want in exchange for shelter from the storm,” EJ said. You were adorable, practically shaking in fear as he towered over you.

“I don’t want money if that’s what you’re offering. I’m not interested-” You began protesting. Jack noted your heart racing, his ears twitching at the delightful sound. He made you nervous. EJ’s dark chuckle cut off your sentence, causing you to stop talking. “Thats not what you truly want,” Jack purred. With another few steps towards you, he had backed you into a wall. With his arms on each side of your head, he slowly rose his knee. With an unseen smirk, he placed his knee between your legs.

A skimpy nightgown rode up your thighs, your face turning a light pink. “You’re lonely, I can fix that. I’ll only stay until dawn,” EJ said. Consciously he made an effort to be gentle as he rose his hand to touch your face. You were softer than he could’ve imagined, the softest silks having nothing on your skin. “I’m n-not-” You stuttered. Your heart was racing faster. It was music to EJ’s ears. “The vibrator sitting on your nightstand says otherwise,” Jack replied cockily.

His new found confidence was evident, your attention fully on him. Finally on him. EJ leaned forward, tilting up his royal blue mask as he leaned towards your ear. His voice was deep and soft, his breath hot as you trembled beneath him. “I promise i’ll make you feel really good,” EJ purred. His words were utter filth, your face flushing with heat. You could feel your core throbbing, your lust for a stranger so dirty but so thrilling.

“What’s your name?” You whispered. EJ was surprised by your question, causing him to lean back and slide his mask back into place. “I’m Jack, but you can call me EJ,” He replied. You toyed with the idea of asking him what EJ stood for, but decided against it. You stood up a little straighter, attempting to take more control of the situation. “Well EJ, if you’re going to fuck me, you better fuck me like you mean it. I want you gone at dawn. Understood?” You asked boldly.

A devious smile was curling up EJ’s lips, his mask blocking the view of his razor like teeth. “I knew you’d give into me, I can smell your arousal,” EJ replied. His gaze traveled down your body, soaking in your cleave that was revealed and your plush upper thighs. As if you could sense his devious thoughts, you pushed at his chest. “Hey i’m not kidding. Be gone at dawn or i’m calling the cops,” You threatened. Jack chuckled, before grabbing both of your thighs.

He picked you up with ease, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist. “Gone by dawn. I got it. If you want me to stop say red. Say anything else and I won’t, got it?” EJ asked. He carried you over to your bed, plopping you onto your soft mattress. You audibly whimpered an agreement, staring up at the man in front of you.

“Oh and one other thing,” EJ began, shoving his hoodie over his head. You marveled as his bare chest, his dark gray skin defining his muscles. “Dont freak out,” Jack finished. You stared at him blankly, blinking before he slid off his mask. EJ wasn’t a fan of removing his mask for any reason, not even to his victims. The most he would do is show his razor blade teeth every once in a while. Matter of a fact, he couldn’t remember the last time he had removed his mask in front of anyone.

Jack had pondered about what to do about his appearance, the oozing black empty eye sockets something that couldnt be ignored. He figured revealing it immediately would get it out of the way, and based on the way you reacted, he’d know what to do. His obsession with you wasn’t just pure filth or attraction, you smelled absolutely delicious.

He would win in every scenario.

He would know how to make his choice based on your reaction. You were confused, watching as EJ leaned down over you. He pinned you to the bed, your body on fire with desperation. “Scared?” Jack purred, waiting to hear all of the insults he heard in his worst nightmares. You found yourself nervously chuckling, thunder rumbling outside. “Only of not cumming,” You replied in a cocky tone, causing EJ to smile. Surely the unsettling rows of animalistic teeth were going to set you off.

But they didn’t.

Your approval and calmness gave EJ confidence, his lips bringing themselves to yours. He was careful, restraining himself so he didn’t accidentally nip you with one of his teeth. He kept his tongues in his mouth, deciding that would be a surprise for later. He was rough and needy, his lips practically begging yours to respond faster. His hips pressed down lower on yours, his bulge visible and pressed against your clothed cunt.

You tasted like mint, the taste flooding his tastebuds with an intense craving. You bucked your hips upwards, whimpering in his mouth as he grinded against you. “Needy huh?” Jack taunted. He pulled down your night gown, exposing your bare breast to him. He leaned down, placing soft and gentle kisses onto your chest. “I know you aren’t talking,” You teased.

EJ growled into your skin as he lowered himself down your body, prying open your thighs. “Whys that?” He murmured, pressing his chapped lips against your plush inner thighs. You clamped your mouth shut, your hips involuntarily moving upwards towards his mouth. “Dont think I get any play huh? Thats funny, considering you’re practically begging me to touch you,” Jack snickered cruelly. He was relishing and thriving in your desperation, dragging your panties down with his razor sharp teeth.

They poked holes in your thin panties, the shredded clothing being dragged down your legs. EJ couldn’t take his eyes off of your bare cunt, your cheeks flushing a shade of red as the demon above you admired your dripping wet cunt. Jack had seen a cunt before, in his human life and accidentally in his demon one. But yours, yours was a sight for sore eyes.

With his index finger and middle finger Jack spread open your lips, admiring how wet you were for him. “I don’t have all night-” You began complaining, only for one of EJ’s tongues to lick a stripe up your cunt. Electricity shot through your body, causing you to let out a sinful moan. “You do have all night. I have you until dawn. And trust me, you’re going to remember this long after,” Jack said, returning his attention to your aching core.

To your surprise Jack had three tongues, each of them assaulting your cunt is different ways. Two had made their way inside of you, abusing your cunt by fucking you. The other was attacking your clit, stimulating you into a babbling mess. You grabbed his hair, his name spilling off of your lips involuntarily. It was all happening so fast, your body struggling to keep up with the pleasure. Jack couldn’t contain himself, unable to tease you any longer.

Your pussy tasted better than any fucking organ he had ever eaten. You yanked at the roots of his brunette hair, chanting you were going to cum. This didn’t encourage him to slow down, the killer in between your thighs only wanting to make you do it again.

“F-fuck Jack I-I can’t,” You whined, closing your thighs around his head. Jack smirked as he removed one of his tongues from your clit, allowing him to speak. “You know what to say if you actually want me to stop. I think you like this though. I think you like being treated like the whore you are,” Jack panted. You felt humiliated at his words, your walls squeezing around his tongues.

This made EJ chuckle, his gaze now settled on your bright red face. “You like that don’t you? Being a whore for me?” Jack asked mockingly, continuing to fuck you with his tongues. Truth was when Jack had caught you reading the dirtiest of books, he ensured to do his research. To imagine himself being the one to do the things to you like he read in the filth romance novels.

You tried to hold back your unholy moans, biting your lower lip as Jack stared up at you. His third tongue playfully licked across your clit again, causing your hips to jolt upwards. “I asked you a question,” Jack said sternly. His large hands pinned down your waist, prying your thighs open. “Y-yes I like being a whore,” You replied pathetically, feeling the knot in your stomach tighten. Jack brought his spare hand to your cunt, drawing quick circles around your throbbing clit.

Your legs began to tremble as an animalistic, low growl left EJs throat. “Whose whore are you? Tell me,” Jack ordered, your walls squeezing around his tongues. You could barely make sense of his words, the ecstasy he was providing you too heavenly. “I’m yours, i’m your whore Jack. Fuck, please make me cum,” You pleaded.

She taste good and can beg? Fuck me.

“Cum for me like the good little whore you are.”

Your legs shook violently and attempted to close as you came, Jacks merciless assault coming to an immediate halt. He watched you ride out your euphoria, slipping his tongues out of your cunt. Your pussy was red and puffy, suffering from the abuse of a demon. He wiped his chin with his hand, crawling up closer to you. Your heart was pounding so loudly it took everything in him for Jack not to tear it out of your chest.

“You’re going to feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock,” Jack growled, sloppily pushing down his pants. He leaned back, lightning flashing as he stroked his cock in front of you. “You sure you can handle me? You seem tense,” Jack asked teasingly. He knew was far bigger than you, your eyes widening at the mere sight of his shaft. “I can handle anything you throw at me,” You say, swallowing to create some moisture in your dry mouth. Your throat and mouth having gone dry from making so many sinful sounds.

Jack smirked as he slowly slid inside of you, his tip alone stretching you out. You whimpered, causing Jack to lean forward. He sank into you slowly, peppering soft kisses on your neck. Purposefully he targeted your more sensitive skin, testing the waters to see which areas made you loosen up more. You clawed at his back, your face scrunched up in pain. EJ studied your face carefully, slithering one of his hands down to your puffy clit. “T-too much,” You babbled, your words beginning to slur. Your hand slid down to grab Jacks wrist, the killer above you not changing his mind.

“Need you loosen up a bit more. You’re doing so good. You can do it for me, yeah?”

His words were like a remedy for your pain, his cock now fully buried inside of you. You pulled your hand away from his wrist, your fingertips brushing over the outline of his cock inside of your stomach. You forced yourself to open your eyes, the sloppy circles Jack was drawing around your clit helping you adjust. You swallowed hard, meeting the gaze of the lust filled demon above you. “You can move,” You whispered. Jacks ears twitched, almost as if he was making sure he heard you right.

“Play with your clit for me while I fuck you,” Jack ordered. You did as instructed, your small fingers trailing down to your abused clit. You drew slow circles as Jack propped himself up, slowly bucking his hips into yours. You let out a loud moan, his cock hitting your g spot. The demons gaze fell down to your womb, his eye sockets widening as he saw the shape of his cock slide in and out of you. “So fucking tight for me,” Jack snarled, picking up the pace.

His thrust were brutal and animalistic, unlike anything you had ever seen before. Or felt before. His pace was relentless, his body not seeming to tire. “Jack!” You cried out, wrapping your arms around his neck. He brought you into a sloppy kiss, struggling to be careful not to cut you with his teeth as he fucked you. “You feel so much better than I thought you’d feel. Fuck,” EJ groaned into your mouth, losing his control.

One of his teeth nicked your lower lip, a small tinkle of red crimson blood dripping down your bottom lip. Jack didn’t have time to think, his mouth on yours immediately. But this time, for a different reason. He sucked at your bottom lip as he pounded you, moaning at the taste of your blood. You felt disgusted how accepting your body was of this, your eyes fluttering shut as you allowed him to suck at your lower lip. Jacks orgasm was coming closer, even if he didn’t want it to.

His pace didn’t let up for a second, his body a slave to your pussy. He released your lip with a pop, growling as he felt his orgasm come closer and closer. “I’m going to fucking breed you. You’re gonna be all mine, all fucking mine,” Jack huffed, his control long gone. His gaze met yours, your face fucked out and your moans incoherent. “Cum with me. Cum all over me,” He panted, his orders now weak. Your small fingers were replaced with his own, his slender fingers resuming the assault on your clit.

“Fucking shit, EJ!” You cried out, gripping his arm as you felt your orgasm wash over you. Your walls were milking his cock, begging him for his cum. They were pleading with him to breed your pretty little cunt, to make you all his. Your orgasm was all it took, his hips stuttering as he came inside of you. His moans were no longer the human language, his sounds of pleasure reverting back to incoherent growls. EJ panted as he looked down at you, your bottom lip puffy.

Your neck was covered in light purple and brown bruises, his light pepper kisses not as light as he thought. You were fucked out, your body lying limply on the mattress below you. Slowly he slid his cock out of you, your cunt red and puffy from the abuse. EJ watched as a mixture of his and your cum dripped out of you, your breathing slow and heavy. “Y/n?” Jack whispered. He was terrified he had broken you, his gaze landing on the bruises in the shape of his fingers that had littered your soft thighs.

You murmured an audible response, causing Jack to sigh in relief. He looked over his shoulder, the sun coming over the horizon. The storm had subsided, a light spring shower coming down from the sky above instead. You sat up slowly, watching your tall demon lover dress himself. You were dizzy and tired, blinking slowly as he shoved his pants back on. “You don’t wanna stay?” You asked softly, yawning. EJ gave you a cheeky smile, before shoving his mask back on.

“We had a deal didn’t we? It’s dawn,” Jack said. He began to put his hoodie on, your eyes softening with disappointment. Jack could feel his stomach growling, the taste of your blood fueling his desire for a tasty meal. He wanted to stay, but he knew he would kill you if he lost control again. Without thinking he handed you his hoodie, before heading over to the window. You sat there dumbfounded, watching as he gave you a small wave goodbye.

“Don’t worry, i’ll be back,”

[horrors-at-night]

Toby's a possessive little shit. Expect him to leave marks, claw marks and bite marks, on you during sex and be smug about it later. Though, he's also quite affectionate in the aftermath, purring like the Horror he is and kissing your body wherever he can reach.

[tom-foolery-incorporated]

Eyeless Jack x Reader Headcanons: Ultra Horny Edition

HHhhhrrrrrr big monster man

I headcanon him as being around 6'7

Big boy

Big big boy

Jack is so much bigger than you. He honestly can't help getting hard when he sees you look up at him with big doe eyes. You really have to crane your neck to make eye-er-socket contact with him

He loves taking your chin between his fingers and making you look at him

His hands are so big and he has such big claws on top of that

Jack will super use the tentacles in his mouth to eat you out (vagina and non-vagina having friends alike)

Your legs thrown over his shoulders as he devours you in the most amazing way possible

Jack usually likes to tease you

He can't help but coo at how desperate you get for his cock

"Aww, does my little pet need to be fucked? Do they want me to bend them over right here and pound them until they can't move?"

He can't really finger you because of his claws. They're too sharp to safely put inside of you, but that does open up one of his favorite kinks: mutual masturbation

Touch yourself in front of him, stroke your sex, finger your hole(s)

Bonus points if you break out a toy and use it on yourself while begging for his cock

However, you cannot cum with that toy in you

If you cum on some fake dick instead of Jack's own cock, he'll overstim you for hours

"I'm sorry, babe. I thought you wanted to be used like a whore? I mean, the way you were creaming around that plastic toy made me think you were desperate enough to take anything! Aww, it hurts? My poor little slut."

This demon man is packing

Around 10 inches with a good girth

It's going to take a lot of practice to get the whole thing in you let alone let him knot you

Jack's goal in life is to make you cum so much you go limp and become a sort of fucked out ragdoll in his arms

He just wants to know that he made you feel so good that you can't move anymore

If you have a vagina and squirt on him? He'll go feral

If you squirt in his mouth while he's eating you out? Good luck trying to move for the next week

If you have a penis, Jack will abuse your prostate to the best of his abilities

Toys, vibrators, his tentacle tongues

You better be extra lubed up to take him

His favorite position is probably doggy where he has his arms wrapped around your waist, his teeth sunk into your shoulder, and his hips pistoning in and out of you like his life depends on it

His second favorite position probably has to be a good mating press

Just being able to see your face while he fills you with his cum

The way you're folded in half underneath him like a toy

He'll definitely buy a plug to keep all of his cum inside

Wear his clothes while you guys fuck

Jack likes knowing that he's yours and you're his

He's a possessive demon

You have to smell like him in order to go anywhere

Wear his cologne, wear his shirts, cuddle him, or keep his cum in you when you go out

Bonus points if you let him cum in your underwear and wear it for the whole day

Jack is just super nasty on a regular day

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Kinktober Day 2: Threesome

Threesome Eyeless Jack, Jeff the Killer X GN!Afab Reader

[Warnings: Fingering, oral, I guess the term is spitroasting but I don’t actually like that, knotted dick, creampie, rough sex, light degredation, praise, MINORS DNI]

[AN: One of my weaker works imo. 1792 words <3.]

Reblogs are appreciated!

Kinktober Masterlist

The warmth that’s pooling between your legs is so damn unbearable that you think you’re going to keel over from heat exhaustion before either one of them touches you. Your eyes are glaring at them as you sit between them. Your nails are digging into your biceps, arms crossed staunchly over your chest and brows furrowed. “Are you gonna wait all day to fuck me?” You ask, glancing between the two men who seem just barely aware of your presence. 

The man clad in all white moves his icy eyes over to the man who represents his polar opposite, a pool of sapphire just barely illuminated by the light of the rising moon that shines from the window. “What do you think, Jackie?” His gruff voice asks, hand still firmly planted between your thighs. His fingers had just withdrawn from your aching cunt. There’s a devilish smile on his lips as he gently traces your slit before once again withdrawing and leaving you bothered and waiting for him. 

“Now?” The auburn haired man asks with a soft sigh, his own hand gently, slowly, teasingly stroking his cock. His head tilts downwards for a moment to glance at the knot that’s swelled at the base, just waiting to stuff you as precum drips deliciously down his length. He takes in a soft breath. “You can’t wait any longer?” Jack chuckles as his clawed hand leaves his cock to roll up the sleeves of his infamous dark blue hoodie. 

The dark haired man to your right hums softly to himself as if he’s really considering whether he wants to fuck you or not. “Only if our pretty toy asks nicely,” he coos in a sickeningly sweet tone before watching Jack’s hand grasp at your chin. He chuckles thickly as he observes the eyeless man steal a kiss from you alongside your breath as if to hush you while he pushes his fingers deep inside of you with hardly any warning. 

You feel your breath catch in your lungs as Jeff’s fingers once again slide into your cunt. “P-Please,” you manage to wisp out, thighs spreading just a little wider for his fingers. Your lips hang open as Jeff’s fingers curl just a bit upwards, brushing against your silky walls. “I want you, both of you,” you quickly correct. 

Jack’s brows raise up slightly as if to tell Jeff to move before he pats at your thigh. “Put your face between Jeff’s legs, babe.” It’s said so casually, but thick with a lust he’s just barely hiding. The corners of his lips curl up slightly when he sees you scramble upwards to plant yourself between the smiling killer’s thighs. He stretches a bit before standing up himself and positions himself behind you. His fingers trace at your underwear, almost lovingly toying with the elastic band before his claws snip them off at the hip with no hesitation. “I’ll buy you new ones,” he gruffly says in response to your budding protest. 

“Touch me, Sunshine,” Jeff raspily commands, his legs spreading just a bit for you. The bulge in his pants is big. He watches in a thick haze of lust as your fingers dance across his jeans to his belt, working on it like it’s almost too familiar. You pull the zipper down with your teeth, something that makes him tip his head back and laugh for but a moment. “You look so damn pretty right now,” he hazily murmurs. 

You open your mouth to his cock once it bounces up from his jeans that no longer constrict him. His tip is rosy, something redder than usual due to just how hard he is for you. You almost don’t feel Jack’s hands on your hips as he positions you just right, the head of his cock pressing against your cunt. Softly, you begin to lick at tipm and swirl it in the way that you know he likes best. You feel Jeff’s fingers raking across your skull and briefly take note of the chipped nail polish and smile before he pushes your head down. You open your mouth wider and take his cock, feeling the veins as they pulse against your tongue. 

Jack makes a small scoffing sound at Jeff’s boldness before practically mirroring him. He spits into the palm of his hand before rubbing his cock with it, just barely brushing his knot and then lines up with you. “Take in a deep breath, if you can,” he teases before pushing into you. Jack groans deeply as the head of his cock pushes into your tight hole, deeper and deeper, practically splitting you open until you can feel his knot press thickly against your lips. “You’re so fucking tight,” he hisses through his teeth. If he had eyes, they’d be rolling up at how heavenly you feel. 

You moan as Jack wastes no time in pulling his hips back before thrusting roughly back into you. You melt when his clawed fingers dig into your waist as if to push you harder against him. It feels like he’s splitting you open with every thrust while the sound of skin on skin begins to echo throughout the room. You don’t forget Jeff though, how could you? His hand is pushing you down and nearly forcing his cock deep down your throat. You swallow when he’s pushing particularly hard just to make taking him easier. You moan louder, the vibrations of your throat making Jeff cry out in pleasure himself. 

They’re surprisingly verbal, the two of them. Prior to the three of you using each other as a physical outlet and something fun to do on a Friday night, you would have never pegged them to sing their praises so loudly. 

Jack begins to pant as he roughly pounds into you while gripping you as if you’re the only thing keeping him tethered to this world. His knot is pushing closer and closer to your lips as if he wants to be even deeper inside of you while his balls swing against your clit. One of his hands unhook from your waist and slide down your midsection to the space between your legs. He’s mindful of the talons he possesses before pressing hard against your clit, the shock of the pressure making you jolt. “You dirty slut,” he giggles. 

Your hands grip onto Jeff’s thighs as your muffled scream encourages him to use you harder. Hazily, your hands move from his muscular thighs to his balls where you caress and play with them to bring him further and further to his peak. You feel as if you can hardly hold on, both men enraptured by you, unable to focus on anyone but you, it makes your stomach flutter and do flips. 

“You better not fucking cum in them you eyeless bastard,” Jeff manages to loosely threaten as his head falls back once more. 

Jack briefly glances up before thrusting into you just a bit harder. “Why not?” He asks before hunching over you like a wild animal. He’s technically eye-to-eye with Jeff now. 

Jeff squints at him before he rolls his hips upwards into your warm mouth. “You’re gonna knot them and it’ll be for-fucking-ever until I get to fuck them.” 

Jack laughs and gestures to your ass. “Tell you what,” he starts as he feels your hole constrict around his cock like a vice, “you let me knot them and I’ll let you fuck them in the ass for the first time.” 

An almost annoyed groan sounds from your mouth. You really can’t believe they’re talking ‘business’ while piping you in two of your three holes but feel your cunt flutter at the thought of Jeff taking you there. They’d been jokingly arguing dibs on that for a few weeks now, really, since they found out you’d never had more than a finger there. The thought of Jeff stuffing you with his long, thick cock and making you his made the heat rise to your cheeks and burn. 

“Oh, I think our toy likes that,” Jeff grins. “C’mon, Sunshine. Just a little bit more, gonna fill you up,” he rambles as he lets you take control once more. He watches with glee as your tongue caresses him, lips soft and plush as your head bobs. “So, so fucking pretty,” he absentmindedly notes again and again. 

Jack seems emboldened by Jeff’s words. His thrusts grow more and more erratic. “Gonna knot you,” he pants as he pushes you hard into Jeff’s lap. His knot is searing your lips as he finally pushes deep against you. He groans loudly, watching with lustful joy as your hole stretches, almost struggling to accommodate him before swallowing him whole. He ruts into you, moaning loudly at how you squeeze his cock before stilling hard against you, clawed fingers pinching and rolling at your clit. “Fuck!” He cries out as his head falls forward, chest dramatically rising and falling as he begins to fill you with his hot, sticky cum. 

You squeak in surprise at the sheer amount of it and rock against him in response. Your belly feels so much warmer with his cock twitching inside of you. Those little sounds of surprise are all it takes to drive Jeff over the edge as well, his cock twitching in your mouth as he fills you with the bittersweet taste you’re more than used to from them. You breathe deeply through your nose, as you swallow his seed and almost lovingly lap him up. Your hand leaves his thigh to gently stroke his cock. Using the flat of your tongue, you lap up the string of pearls that lay on a shaft of blushed ruby. 

You squeeze around Jack once more as if to tease him, earning a deep groan and a tired chuckle. You can feel his knot pulsing a few times, followed by a few more spurts of his warm cum and knowing that was truly the last of it. But, the knot won’t subside, not that easily. Usually when you’re knotted by him, it takes a while, and Jack likes to use that time to fill you all over again. 

The three of you are panting. Your heart races in your chest as you rest your head on Jeff’s lap, feeling more than spent. You look up at him and smile innocently to really catch his interest. 

Jeff amusingly looks down at you and your bright, pretty eyes. He hums softly in acknowledgement of you before following your wandering gaze. 

You wiggle your hips slightly, still knotted by Jack but more than aware he can still move you around. “It’s rude to keep me waiting,” you whisper to Jeff, watching as heat dashes across his cheeks. 

Jack laughs. “Brat.” 

[everydaysimppy]

Hey there! I have a request for jeff x reader x e.j (up to you if you want them nsfw or sfw) with S/O who have a personality like Raven (Mean, introverted and mysterious but secretly caring and wise/able to give the best suggestion)

SFW

You'd probably have the best relationship, Jeff doesn't want someone who's clingy or codependent, I mean after all we are talking about a wanted ki11er here you probably wouldn't see him for days. He'd probably ask you the best ways to torture someone and with a personality like raven you'd probably know. He'd probably treat you like a queen too, giving you little treasures he finds from his victims homes.

With e.j it would be the same thing except he wouldn't really bring you anything from his victims house he just doesn't see the point in spoiling you when Jeff is already doing that, of course he'll bring you something once and a while sometimes that could be flowers of your favorite color or some jewelry you've been talking about nothing like the little treasures jeff would bring you.

NSFW AHEAD

Sex with Jeff is rough but with you not being clingy he likes to take his time with you, this means starting off slow and learning more of what you like and don't like each time he goes to fucking you, he absolutely loves the faces and pretty sounds you make when he reaches a certain spot inside you. You let lose more which is a lot different from what he would normally see which excites him, each time he slides his cock in and out of you is a new look he hasn't seen and he can't help himself but cum right then and their. Hell he could just be touching you and you could say something to make him cream his pants right then and there. You just have this man wrapped around your finger.

Jack is a absolute beast in bed and with how you react with each powerful thrust just makes him to want keep fucking you, legs trembling looking completely cock drunk just from a few thrust drives him completely wild.

Now with the two of them together you know you'll be getting no sleep that night, which is rare because 9 times out of 10 they aren't in the same place together but when they are you better bet your ass you won't be able to move the next day so best call out of work. Your throat legs and back will be sore and you'll be a hot mess. But what can you say...both killers got a lot of pent up anger I them.

[writingakanatorior101]

Characters I write for:

-Peaky Blinder

-Animal kingdom

-My hero academia

-Hunter x Hunter

-Batman/Batfam

-Naruto

-Diabolik lovers

-Motley crue

-Guns n roses

-Starwars

-Supernatural

-Jujukaisen

-x-men

-Avengers

-Creepypasta

I think being a Tumblr writer is low on the societal chain however I wont fufill all your fantasies such as

`1) Scat

2) Pedopehllia

3) anything with animals

[messyhairedhazeleyeddude]

Ache // Yandere! Ticci Toby x

Fem! Reader {SMUT}

[Hello, this will be the first fic that I post. What I'm going to give you guys beforehand is some trigger warnings before we get on to it. Other than that, I hope you enjoy it and give me some feedback whenever you're done if you feel in the mood.]

TW // Violence, r@pe, and a whole lotta mention of murder as always.

𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ - First P.O.V

Every day, it started like this. Planted in my bed, tangled in my grey sheets, waiting for that one sliver of motivation to get out of my blankets. My room was a mess. Pieces of clothing scattered across the floor, piling up around my dresser, and hanging off of places I tossed them.

I stared over the rest of what I could see while trying to get rid of the bitter taste of soda left on my tongue from last night. The posters I've collected of my favorite bands clung onto the wall for dear life, fading away from how long they had been there. An empty Sprite can stood on my nightstand, left there after my body decided to have its third caffeine crash this week.

It was getting so warm where I was lying that I was starting to overheat, making me shuffle around to stay cold. That wasn't too hard because of how freezing my room was.

When I looked at my window, I noticed it was cracked open. If I didn't shut it soon, it would get worse. But minutes were melting into each other and I didn't want to get up. Why did I love to procrastinate so much? It shouldn't be this hard to move on with my day.

Silence filled every corner of my apartment, leaving me to peacefully rot. Was it selfish of me to be like this? That's what it felt like they were trying to say when I talked to relatives. But that's the reason why I prefer to be shut-in. I never had to hear that about myself. The world outside would remain indifferent. And hopefully, by the time I had to move, I was swallowed into the Earth below.

A sudden vibration of my phone startled me. I mumbled a barrage of curses and reached for it slowly, furrowing my brows and groaning. I could only pray that it wasn't him trying to contact me.

The last time he visited, I no longer felt safe outside. I would check behind me constantly, feeling as if his light brown eyes were glued to my back, and at any moment, he could come back and chop off my limbs until I was a headless torso. Remembering that he existed caused that horrible anxiety to spread goosebumps across my skin. I was shaking as I tried to unlock my phone.

Hundreds of notifications popped up that I had been ignoring, some of them messages from my mom, and the rest were emails. I almost accidentally clicked on one before I found the most recent. "Return library books today," it read. Fuck, I forgot today was the due date for those. Despite not wanting to, I had to get up. I did promise that if I had a reason to, I would.

I peeled myself from the comfort of my bed. My sheets clung to me like glue, trying to pull me back as if it were a bad idea. Fighting against it, I shivered at the sudden change in temperature and pulled down the bottoms of my shorts so they weren't wedged in between my ass.

After not walking for what felt like forever, I took my first steps, a soreness on my left thigh making me place a hand on my dresser for support. I looked down at a bruise from that encounter, biting my lip to distract myself from thinking about it. I need to take my pills or I'll get suicidal. So many things to do. So overwhelmed.

Encouraging myself in my head, I found the strength to go for the door. I opened it and turned down my hallway, going for the bathroom with quick and light steps.

Many pictures of family and portraits were loosely decorated on the wall, a pit in my stomach opened when I stared at them. I lingered on my dad and had to tear myself away from the picture before I felt the need to cry.

Stumbling into the bathroom, I flicked on the harsh yellow light and stood before the mirror, running a hand through my disheveled hair. I reached for the medicine cabinet, the hinges squeaking as I rummaged through it. I grabbed my medication and popped the bottle open, tossing out a tiny pill into my palm. I swallowed the bitter capsule and cringed as it slowly went down.

Turning my attention to the sink, I turned on the cold water and brought my mouth to the tap to take a sip. Then I splashed it on my face after I was done, relieved that the pill was no longer there. On the counter, I focused on the facewash I hadn't used in god knows how long. I missed the feeling of my face being clean. At least, I can't forget about it now.

I poured the runny liquid into my hands and rubbed them together, slapping it on my face and rubbing it in circles to get deep in my pores. It foamed up a bit and burned. If I'm going to be honest, I don't know if I'm supposed to be using this, but it works.

As I was splashing the water on my face again to clean it off, I opened my eyes to a man staring at me in the mirror, causing me to freeze. I could see the glisten of his goggles from here, that blue hood covering his messy hair, but it didn't contain enough around the edges. It was him. The man who attacked me and my dad a couple of days ago.

A scream clawed its way up my throat, but before the sound could escape, I reached for something. Grab anything to protect myself, that's all I needed to do. But before I could, the room blurred as I twisted, my hand grasping a razor for a split second.

I was torn away from it. I felt a hard impact on my back as I was slammed against the wall, the air forcing out of my lungs in a sharp gasp. I struggled to breathe, my hands grabbing onto his wrists while they dug into my neck.

He had me pinned against it and struggling to get any sort of noise out. Slowly, I was dragged up upward and lifted off of the ground. I choked, my vision was fading as his glare burned into mine. He's going to kill me. Just like he did to Dad. He's going to get away with it. I pulled my head back against the wall before lunging it forward to collide it with the serial killer's, his hands faltering their hold and dropping me from the force of it.

I collapsed to the floor and sputtered out several coughs, hunched up in a ball and desperately trying to regain the oxygen he took from me. My neck felt numb, the indents of his fingers bruising and stung like a bitch.

He crouched down to me. I closed my eyes and thought he would finish it right there. But when I suddenly felt his lips press against mine, they shot back open. Breathing heavily through my nose, I stared at his shut eyelids. I glanced down at his lashes, feeling his breath as he sighed. He relaxed into me for a split second before pulling away, lowering his voice to a rough whisper to introduce himself, "It's nice to meet you finally, {F/N}. The name's Tobias."

Struggling to get myself sitting up, I made it by resting on the wall and using my hands to keep me there. My chest rapidly went up and down as I watched his every move. He backed away a bit, but not enough to give me leverage. I repeated, "Tobias?" And his eyebrow quirked up like he was questioning my reaction.

"I can also go by Toby. Whatever you prefer. But I gave you my full name because I really like you, [F/N]," he added. I knitted my brows and shook my head, unable to understand what he was saying. He liked me? He just kissed me? What the fuck?

I pushed myself away from him and got back up, running for it and successfully escaping the bathroom. The front door was right in front of me, I barely got to reach for it before I felt a hand grab a fistful of my hair. No, I almost had it!

Strands of my hair were ripped out as I was yanked backward and thrown onto the couch, falling onto it and yelping in pain. Tears fell from my eyes and I clutched my head, grabbing the part that hurt the most. A headache was coming on and I couldn't help but rock myself to soothe it. I sobbed, "Leave me alone! Please, just leave me alone..." I twisted myself to let out the rest in the cushions, hearing him approach behind me.

After crying for a bit and nothing was happening to me, I hesitantly lifted myself to take a peek. Toby was sitting next to me, almost as if he was waiting patiently for me to finish. When he saw that I was staring at him, he patted his lap and said, "Here. Rest your pretty head and we can get to talking about this, sweetheart."

I was too scared of him to tell him no. It was the first time I felt pure terror from somebody. Like I would never be able to fight back with him. And I was right. I couldn't. The sad truth was that if my dad had fallen to this man, I'm sure I would live the same fate if I didn't listen. Dragging myself, I cringed while laying my head onto his leg, feeling his hand rest on my head and causing me to flinch. "Sh, sh, I'm not going to hurt you anymore. I told you, I really adore you, [F/N]," he reassured me. A part of me wanted to bite his leg to pieces, but if I went along with this until he fell asleep or left, then I could escape and possibly go to the police.

Deciding to go with it, I pretended to enjoy the warmth and snuggled into him. I wouldn't call it pretending actually, he was pretty warm. Toby hummed and it stayed like this for some time. He kept petting me, brushing my hair out of the way, soothing me from the chase earlier.

Eventually, he got bored of it and nudged me to sit back up. I tilted my head and asked, "What?" His hand went to rest on my lower back, applying pressure around it, pushing me forward until I was easing into sitting on him. A smile crossed his face at the compliance. He seemed intrigued by it.

"I didn't think you would give up this quick. I thought I was going to have to give you a couple more marks for memories," he sounded pleased as both of his arms wrapped around my waist. They were much bigger than mine, with a couple of veins etched up around them like vines, and faded scars littering everywhere on his skin. He had been doing this for years by the looks of it. There was no way in hell I was going to escape, huh?

Placing another kiss on my cheek, soft and gentle, his eyelashes brushed against me before he pulled away to speak again, "Do you know what I've been picturing every night to the thought of you, [F/N]?" His hands dropped lower to skim over my ass, lightly gripping, and dragging me toward him. My breath hitched. I didn't say a word.

Toby answered for me, "I've been picturing taking these off..." His fingers gripped around the waistband of my shorts and teased me about taking them off by pushing them down lightly. Continuing that, he said, "Have you to myself for a couple of hours..."

There were so many reasons why I should say no to him and why I shouldn't allow him to touch me like this. For one, he killed my father. He broke into my house and he was physically violent to me. I felt disgusting that he had gotten to this level too. But, I didn't stop him. I didn't say no and I didn't deny it. I looked into this killer's eyes and I leaned onto his chest, giving into what he wanted

When we kissed for the second time, I noticed how chapped his lips were, and opened my mouth a little to swipe my tongue across his bottom one. Toby tensed up. And without warning, I felt his tongue use the opportunity to have an exchange with mine. I gasped through my nose, the escalation getting worse and worse. A blush began to spread across my face.

He lifted me off of his lap to flip me onto the couch, putting both of his palms by either side of my head. I was back to being pinned underneath him. I don't know what was happening to me. Something was wrong with me, I was sick for this. I was sick... because I enjoyed this.

His sweater and shirt fell to the floor as we fought each other with kisses. His teeth bit into my lower lip and pulled it back while I moved to unbuckle his belt. I was giving in to this. I was really fucking the guy that took away everybody I loved in my life.

Barely in any clothes, we both took a moment to stare at each other, oddly feeling like he was admiring me from how he looked up and down my body. Toby took his time, pressing small pecks across my chest up to my neck, snaking his arms around to my back. He unclipped my bra and slipped it off of me. I wanted to cover myself, but I no longer wanted to move. I didn't have any motivation. There was nothing left to fight for.

The gloves and bandages around his fingers felt weird against my skin especially when he played with my chest. He squeezed one, bit the other, and once he heard a moan slip out of me, he stopped to let me process. He complimented me, his voice a bit raspy like he was fighting the urge to do something to me already, "You look even better so close like this, with how foggy those windows would get. It would make me want to break them and threaten you then and there."

I bit the inside of my cheek and he got closer, hooking onto my panties and pulling them down as a smirk spread on his face. My lack of response didn't concern him. He kept going despite that, throwing the thin fabric somewhere in the room before he looked up at me. His hair was in his face and the eyebags around his eyes told me he was more than dangerous. How many times has he done this?

Toby muttered seriously, breaking me out of the moment, "Who do you belong to?" I blankly gazed at him, watching as he stood up and slowly inched his boxers down. I can't speak. I can't tell him that. More scars appeared, his v-line making my eyes linger, and I got distracted. His dick was let out before I could respond.

My eyes widened and I tried to squeeze my legs shut, but he kept them apart as soon as they moved, holding both of my knees up to my shoulders. I was breathing super fast, my heart raced, and I was feeling the ache in between both of my legs. It was nothing compared to when he positioned himself and pushed the tip inside.

Digging my nails into his arms, I cried out in pain and threw my head back, looking up at his satisfied face. Toby groaned, a laugh following behind it, "You don't have to answer. I'll do it for you." He rammed most of what he could, grabbing both of my thighs so tightly that it was guaranteed to be bruised. I screamed out. He was too rough and too much for me to take like this. It hurt. It fucking ached. I was being drilled into the cushions.

Trying to handle it was impossible. He made it impossible for me. His hips connected as he went deeper, loud slaps coming from it, bouncing off and echoing. I didn't want to think about the neighbors hearing me lose my dignity like this. I didn't want to think about the fact my dad could be witnessing this. But it was starting to feel good. Really fucking good. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and after that, I didn't care anymore.

I wrapped my legs and arms around him, pulling him closer and savoring his dick carving into the parts I didn't know were there. Moaning, swearing, and muttering filled the room. We were getting lost in the bliss and saying whatever was on the mind. Or I was. His name left me a couple of times and so did encouragement, "More.. More, please, Toby!"

Flipping around again when he got a little tired, I gyrated my hips and sat on his lap so I could bounce, sliding up and down until I could feel my walls beginning to squeeze. I was close and this position wasn't helping. I held my breath and Toby took notice, pressing his forehead against mine.

"Let it out for me, baby. Don't be shy," he cooed, sweat dripping down his forehead like he was holding back his own. I bit the inside of my cheek and a desperate moan came out, "Fuuuuuck, cummm with! Please!"

He didn't listen to me and lifted me off of the couch with him, holding me up in the air while guiding me down onto his shaft. I went limp and drool fell down the side of my chin as I buried myself into the crook of his neck, biting it a little to vent out the overwhelming pleasure. Toby didn't let up until a couple of more minutes of fucking me passed and I was fucked out enough that my legs were shaking.

When he was about to cum himself, he set me back down, rushing up to my face to give me a facial. My mouth was open from panting and I caught a bit on my tongue, swallowing it when we were back to locking eyes. The rest landed on my nose, cheeks, and lips. He let out a loud groan as he unwinded, pulling away to see the display once he was done.

I lay there. Used. I lay there for him to stare at. Until he walked away for cleaning supplies. To think about what I was doing. To come back down and face the new reality I was in. I was his now and he was mine. And there was nothing I could do about it.

[scary-lasagna]

breeding kink offender 🥺?

holy moly guys

Offender [NSFW]

Oh, how he adores the way your body trembles beneath him.

His muscular frame, this wall of solid muscle, has you pinned down in the loveliest way possible against his satin sheets.

Each tendril has a task of heightening your pleasure, whether it be keeping your legs from trembling closed, or a delicate hold around your chest.

One has even slithered between your thighs to work their magic through the flurry of Offender's pistoning hips.

You've never seen him like this. He was incredibly frenzied, crazed with the spirit of whatever Sex-God had possessed him.

How many times has he pumped his seed into you now? Six? Seven? Maybe even eight?

He's lost count, but he knows from the look in your eyes there will be many more to come.

A harsh growl snapped past his lips, and he couldn't help but to dip own and bury his face into the crook of your neck.

The tendril flailing against your sex paired with feeling the throbbing of his cock push against that perfect spot drew you to your third orgasm of the night.

The sheets below you were far from the point of repair, his claws had torn them to shreds in the desperation of pleasure.

Offender panted, this once piece of solid muscle above you trembled and shook, barely managing to keep himself from collapsing on you.

“Just one more, hm?”

[crushthecore]

MINOR BTW

Hey so I impulsively decided to make this blog for the purpose of making friends and uhh idk where to start do I just put my interests out there and people pop out of nowhere,^^`π¢√|ππ`°€°€ Anyways soo at the time it's 2am, so bare with me, sorry if some things are grammatically wrong or/and don't make sense, I know all of this has a bunch of errors. Kinda rushed through this all..:D 

Uhh

Here's an interest board🙏 this contains like the music I like, movies, and stuff,,,tbh I have some shit in here that I haven't watched cuz of my lazy ass but I really want to, does it count😞 i am interested in it

If I'm being honest some of these aren't really my current interests, or I'm just rusty in my knowledge abt em, but I haven't been interested in some things for awhile so it would be boring if I had only a few things in there soo (I barely do anything with my life but sleep. I don't even watch shows anymore, ikik boring I'm trying to convince my mom to buy me the CSM manga at the moment though. I'll have something to yap abt, maybe.🙏🙏) 

EDIT: looking back at this I forgot to include some other stuff that I'm also interested in but I forgot abt it at the time of making this... anywho I'll make an updated interest post or something if I'm motivated enough 2 do it

!! Some extra stuff that may be useful to know, to you knowww know what you're getting into. 🤔:3

Ahem ahem, I have social anxiety which means I most likely won't text you first unless I really really force myself too or/and I really like you and think you are very cool. So if u wanna be friends with me, using the anon question option thingy would be a nice first step. :D

I get attached extremely fast uhhh🤔🤔yea, oh and I'm extremely clingy so if someone texting you every 30 minutes (or minute, jkjk) sounds like a no go, than I'm not a good fit to be your friend.^_^  BUT. I also have my times where I feel like talking to no one so uhhhsidnjddj. I have no life so that's what probably contributes to me being attached to someone, maybe, probably...😇 (dumbass)

MY TIME ZONE: PDT (Pacific Daylight Time)

BEWAREE⚠️I sometimes joke around meanly so let me know if that ain't your thing, also I SOMETIMES get a little tooooo sentimental so I should probably stop playing around like that but I'll let you know if you passed a limit. Also I don't think I joke around very mean, but just to be safe. Please don't let this be a turn off. 🙏 Some examples of the jokes I may make are like "kys" and uhm yea. My minds kinda blank right now I'm getting a little tired, but my jokes consist of suicide, bombing places I don't like(school) and some other ones.So idk if it's heavilyyy offensive humor but some people don't take a liking to it so I thgouht it would be imporant to add

I feel like writing down a whole DNI list is gonna be uhh time consuming, will it take a long timr??? Some that I can name on the top of my head rn are proshippers, homophobes, and transphobes. But anyways I'll just block you if you're weird weird (in a bad way) so like age regrresors, (SFW) furries, witches, emos, oher co ol people i hsve forggteten, PLEAESRETEGD let me be ur friend 😞

I'm 14 btw,, the age range I'm aiming to become friends with is 13-16

Idk if I'd be down to be friends with people younger than 13 or older than 16, we'll see. 🤷🤷 But 13-16 people PLEASEEe INTERACT.

I'm not even kidding I'm so desperate for social interaction blehdhdhhd, I hate being an introverted socially anxious loser🤬🤬/hj :3 but please guys🙏🙏 I will worship the ground you walk on I need some friends

ONE. LASTM THING. When I talk to someone new I usually talk, uhh, formally??? Kind of, I get anxious talking to others so I'm so sorry if I seem uptight💔 I swear I'll warm up after some time, the more consistent the interactions, the faster I get used to you and warm up^^

I feel like I'm forgetting to write something else uhh, I'll update if anything important comes to my mind later, maybe (sorry for the messy formatting btw I lost all my progress when I was trying to make it pretty so I just gave up)

Well this is going to be embarrassing if this doesn't have any results errmmfjfjfjjffi I had been contemplating on doing this for awhile, praying to God at least one person reaches out 🙏🙏

 I don't even believe in that mf ☹️ 

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[lordprettyflackotara]

criminal || Jeff the killer

smut 18+, minors dni, PLEASE READ: TW: CNC, FACE FUCKING, gun play?, bank robbery, kidnapping at the end

Jeff the killer knew he was good at what he did.

He was good at killing people quickly.

Or making them suffer, depending on which he was in the mood for.

What Jeff wasn’t good at however, was two things.

1. Listening to an order.

2. Having patience.

Of course he tried his hardest to suck it up, listening to almost all of Slender’s commands without a second thought.

Those commands usually involved things he was good at.

Except for today.

Jeff grumbled unhappily to himself in the front seat of the toyota Ben managed to buy off of craigslist.

Robbery was the proxies job, not Jeff’s.

So imagine Jeff’s surprise when his latest order was to rob the local bank right before closing.

It wasn’t that the mission was hard.

Yet, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed that he was chosen for the job.

Eyeless Jack had been chosen as his getaway driver. Not out of choice but out of convenience.

Apparently Masky had been shot a couple of times the last mission they were on and Hoody has been moping around ever since. Since Toby wasn’t trusted enough to complete this kind of task alone, Jeff was the next runner up in Slender’s eyes.

Tasks like this were the closest Slenderman could get to getting Jeff as a proxy. So naturally he took what he could.

EJ was never normally a blabber to Jeff. Whether or not Jeff would come and say it outright, EJ was probably his favorite at the mansion. He wasn’t insufferable, usually keeping to himself and complying with Jeff’s odd favors.

However during this car ride, Jeff couldn’t help but consider Eyeless Jack to be yapping.

For some odd reason, EJ wasn’t in the mood to be ignoring Jeff’s usual disdain and grumpiness. Instead he chose to ramble on about his latest kill and the medical discoveries he had made.

On a typical Tuesday evening Jeff would’ve told him to shut the fuck up. But he was so miserable being assigned this task in the first place, he found himself holding his tongue.

The dim street lights were the only source of light on the street they rode down, the car not having headlights. Ben deemed them not to be necessary. It was almost comical watching EJ try to navigate the road without them.

Jeff unhappily reached into the glovebox, pulling out a black face mask and pair of sunglasses. If he had things go his way, he would’ve been wearing a ski mask. Unfortunately Slender disagreed, his concern revolving around not even making it into the bank itself.

He shoved the face mask on, the tips of his raw uncut smile peaking out near his ears. He put the sunglasses on, before grabbing the traditional black sack and hand gun Masky had lent him. Jeff thought the 1930’s sack was a little lame, but it was practical.

Jeff forced himself out of the car, quietly shutting the door behind him. EJ rolled down the window, deciding to remind Jeff of what they were doing.

“Alright look, just go in there, get the money so we can go,” EJ said firmly, the words catching Jeff’s attention.

Jeff mumbled an annoyed agreement, deciding it would be best to go ahead and walk on in.

“Hey Jeff?” EJ called. Jeff gritted his teeth in irritation, quickly turning around.

“What?!”

If EJ had eyes, he would’ve rolled them.

“Don’t kill nobody this time,”

Jeff shoved off his request, shoving his last mission filling in for the proxies in the back of his mind. It wasn’t his fault that Slender put him on a proxy mission. He also didn’t specify that he had to leave all the hostages alive.

Jeff muttered curses under his breath, mainly insulting EJ, before deciding to whistle.

He strolled into the bank casually, the hand gun tucked into his back waistband.

You were closing up for the night, the sight of Jeff annoying you. You had counted every drawer except for your own, and now you’d have to stay past closing. You brushed off your pencil skirt, painting on your best customer service smile.

“Hi, how can I help you?” You asked. You were puzzled by Jeff’s appearance, the sunglasses throwing you off. You wanted to assume the best, thinking he possibly blind and cautious of infections.

Jeff could hardly contain his excitement once he saw you. You had such a lovely face, your smile bright and filling him with ease. Your delicious thighs were covered by your black pencil skirt, your hair in a tight professional ponytail. He was smiling under his mask, a genuine one that wasn’t carved on.

“I’d like to make a withdrawal,” Jeff said calmly, his voice smooth like butter. His eyes scanned the bank quickly, realizing you were the only one there. Jeff mentally cursed to himself as he realized he hadn’t gotten out of the mansion much lately.

He could feel heat rushing to his cheeks as he looked at you, your curious eyes searching his covered face for further elaboration. Even in your modest uniform, Jeff could see your natural curves. How long had it been since he had been around a normal girl? One without a clock for an eye or burnt pale skin like his?

“Sir are you okay-” You began to ask, before your eyes fluttered down to his crotch. His boner was poking not so discreetly through his black jeans, your face flushing pink. Your surprised look snapped Jeff out of his daze, causing him to quickly yank his gun out of his back waistband.

“Put the fucking money in the bag bitch and no one gets hurt,” Jeff growled, shoving the bag at you. Fear crashed down over you like a violent wave as tears prickled in your eyes quickly. Your hands shook as you grabbed the keys to your cash drawer, struggling to insert the key into the keyhole.

Jeff watched in awe as you struggled to miss the keyhole for a third time. He rolled his eyes. “Useless bitch do I have to do everything? Give it to me,” He sighed. You held out the keys hesitantly, your body shaking in fear and an odd arousal as you heard him talk more. He unlocked the cash drawer, before turning his attention back to you.

“I’m not going to touch it. Put it in the fucking sack before I blow your head off,” Jeff spat. He stepped out of the way, his boner not going down. You grabbed handfuls of cash, shoving them in Jeff’s sack. He watched as you bent over, your ass looking great through your tight uniform.

“Please don’t kill me,” You whispered, tears finally falling from your waterline. Jeff contemplated his options, remembering Slenderman’s and EJ’s warnings. You were cute after all, even for a little bank teller.

“Maybe we can work something out doll,” Jeff’s pale hand stroked your face as you shoved more stacks of money into the bag. His touch felt disgusting, but his words were like pure honey. “What d-do you want?” You stuttered. You finished emptying out your drawer, turning to him and handing him the money.

Jeff towered over you, his ashy black hair hanging over his forehead and top of his sunglasses.

“Well doll, you’ve created a problem for me you see,” Jeff purred. He grabbed your tiny hand, placing it over his aching boner. Just your touch was enough to make him shift in place. Your face went bright red, your eyes widening. “I c-can’t just let you fuck me. There are cameras everywhere. I’ll be humiliated-” You began rambling, afraid that this conversation wasn’t a negation.

Jeff glanced down at the plentiful stacks of money in the bag, figuring spending a few extra minutes with you would be a decent reward. “I’m a man of compromise,” Jeff offered. He was itching to pull the trigger on the gun he was holding at your head, but taking out a camera or two would have to do for now.

He shot at the cameras on each side behind the desk, leaving only the main one in the lobby on. Jeff mentally thanked Masky for the silencer on his main gun, as it gave him more time with you. “No cameras, and as much as i’d love to ruin your tight pussy, no sex. Knees doll,” Jeff grunted. He was having a hard time adjusting to negation with a regular human, but your puppy eyes full of tears were just too darling for him to ignore.

You wanted to be disgusted by the situation, to be kicking and screaming. But something about Jeff, the way he talked and moved had you aching for more. Your bare knees hit the raw carpet, promising rug burn on your skin. Your hands were still shaking as you began to undo his belt, the killer staring down at you eagerly.

You slowly unzipped his zipper, the two of you working together to pull down his pants. “I don’t have all night,” Jeff told you impatiently. You squirmed to have him fully revealed in front of you, his cock hard in front of your face. His tip was a pinkish color, while the rest of his shaft matched the rest of his pale white skin. You slowly took him in your mouth, screwing your eyes shut. Jeff let out a quiet groan, a string of curses following behind it.

“Nuh uh doll, open those pretty eyes f’me,” Jeff ordered, trying to sound stern as you bobbed your head up and down his cock. You weren’t half bad for a little bank teller, your nipples poking through your button up as you struggled to keep your eyes on the man standing before you. Jeff grabbed your slicked back ponytail, forcing you to take more of him.

“Thats it, take it all,” Jeff murmured, licking his lips under his mask. You forced your jaw to go slack, his fingers tightly yanking at your hair. “I’d relax if I were you, unfortunately for you I don’t have all night,” Jeff sighed. You almost raised one eyebrow, before his shaft forced itself down your throat. Your waterline filled with tears immediately, your nose touching his black curls.

Jeff sighed in relief at the sensation of your tight throat, his hips beginning to buck on their own. You listened obediently, staring up at him as he throat fucked you. You struggled to breathe, a burning sensation clouding your nose. “You know, you’re actually pretty good at this,” Jeff snickered. He pulled out briefly, offering you the reward of breathing.

You gasped like a fish out of water, inhaling as much oxygen as you could. A foul mixture of saliva and drool pooled under the carpet beneath you, soaking it. Jeff considered praising you, complimenting how pretty you looked like this. Your face all red, hair messy, covered in tears and spit. But as the thought crossed his mind, there was only one other thing he would like your face coated in.

Jeff forced your head back onto his cock, continuously face fucking you as he pleased. He could feel himself getting closer, his hips stuttering. In the far distance he heard the sound of police sirens, causing him to grit his teeth in annoyance. “I’d love to paint your face doll, but I can’t leave any DNA behind. You understand right?” Jeff asked mockingly.

You almost mentally asked what he meant, before his tip hit the back of your throat one final time. His seed was warm and salty, causing you to gag at the slightest taste your tongue had the displeasure of sensing. He stayed lodged in your throat for a moment, enjoying watching you struggle to swallow him all.

Jeff snickered as he pulled out of your mouth, your knees raw with rug burn and your throat desperately trying to swallow his cum.

You panted as you looked up at him, the police sirens getting closer. He fixed himself up, extending a hand for you to take. You stared at him curiously, forgetting your situation and taking his hand.

“I’m not allowed to kill anyone. And now that you’ve seen me, you’re a liability,” Jeff told you. Your eyes darted back and forth at his sunglasses, searching for a look of his orbs.

“Looks like you’re going to have to come with me. You’ve grown on me anyways,” Jeff huffed. In a swift motion he threw you over his shoulder, dragging you and the bag of money to EJ’s car.

[horrors-at-night]

Thinking about Toby grinding the handle of his hatchet between your legs, through your clothes, teasing you. Let’s say his hand is holding your hair or head still, or maybe your arms, keeping them out of the way as he plays with you. 

“Stay still,” he coos in your ear. “Don’t want anyone to get hurt, riiiight?”

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Eyeless Erotica

>18+ ONLY, I don’t want to be charged with corruption of a minor

>Read the full story on qoutev: https://www.quotev.com/story/15010860/Eyeless-Erotica

>AFAB reader/No gender specified

>Monster fucking, mutual masturbation, squiring, light choking, unsafe sex (please use a condom), dom Jack and sub reader, voyeurism, pre-established relationship, dry humping, pussy drunk Jack, vaginal penetration, light primal play, Jack is a creepy weirdo <3, extra nasty horny thoughts, knotting

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        The dust of the cabin danced through the streams of early morning light that come through the window. A warm morning glow filtered through the dusting leaves of the pines outside. The rundown interior from another era seemed almost magical in this lighting. Yellow and dusty rose florals that peeled off the walls had a fairytale feel to them. The creaking wood floor that was patched up in some places with mismatched wood planks became musical. Scratchy sheets that were lovingly picked out by a long-dead elderly woman at some point in time long ago wrapped around your body as a moth fluttered above you by the window.

        Jack's frame filled the doorway to your shared room, really the only room in the cabin. He couldn't help admiring you like this. You were so unaware of his presence, so vulnerable. You slept next to a monster every night. Your fingers traced over his claws and cold grey skin without fear. Jack didn't know whether to feel impressed by your bravery, soft at your love for him, or pity at your ignorance of what he is. The birds outside the window had stopped singing the moment he got home from his nightly outings. Today it seems, he had gotten home a little later than he was used to. He honestly expected you to be awake at this time. Yet here you were fast asleep and unaware of his presence. Jack could pounce on you right now and tear into you like a predator his prey. His sweet sleeping sheep is caught in a wolf's den. He could easily sink his teeth into your jugular until his mouth filled with your warm being and you'd be none the wiser.

        Jack shivered at the thought, taking creeping steps towards you like a cougar stalking a deer. He could pounce at any second and rip the sheets from your body. Were you sleeping nude again? As exciting as that would be; he hoped you would at least have his favorite pair of underwear on so he could see your face when he rips it from your body with one hand. Like shredding the wrapping paper on a present.

         His long clawed hands delicately removed his mask to discard on the nightstand then he made quick work of his jacket and pants. It's not that you were an incredibly heavy sleeper but rather Jack had the experience and know-how when it came to sneaking around someone's room. To him, this was part of your foreplay. He gently pulled on the covers to reveal your sweet body to him. An aroma washed into his face that caused a deep growling sound in his chest. You were wearing one of his shirts and it seems like nothing else. He could smell his scent on you, the smell of your arousal, and the scent of your sleep. Were you touching yourself before you fell asleep? Were you wearing his shirt when you were doing it? He shuddered at the thought.

        A long purple tongue traced over his large sharp teeth as drool began to form. Should he take you now and have you wake up to his cock pressed deep within your lovely frame? Walls flutter to accommodate his size as the barbs on his shaft grip at your insides to keep him sheathed within your clenching hole. His boxers became increasingly tight with the thought.

        "Jack?"

        Such a small voice made him shudder. You had turned over onto your back with an arm up by your head on the pillow to face him. Your voice still had traces of sleep as you squinted in the golden light. Jack could take you right then and there. The way you looked at him in such a vulnerable state. "I tried staying up," you yawned "to wait for you to get back." Warmth exploded through Jack's chest at the thought of you waiting to be in his embrace to fall asleep. He had almost forgotten the scent of your cunt that was wafting off of you. He took a deep breath and shuddered, causing your breath to hitch when your eyes landed on the large tent at the front of his boxers. Suddenly you felt very small as you watched his claws dig into the worn mattress beneath his leaning form.

        "I couldn't fall asleep," you pushed yourself up onto your elbow ignoring the bashfulness that made itself home in your body. "I just thought I would-" "Lift your shirt." You almost choked on the rest of your sentence from his demanding tone. "It's your shirt," you said pressing your legs together in hopes of either alleviating some of this newfound throbbing at your core or making your timid body smaller under his gaze. Jack breathed in deeply as dark drool dripped onto the patched fitted sheet you both slept on every night. "I know. Lift your shirt," he wasn't asking, he was demanding and he wasn't going to tell you again. You pulled at the bottom seem of the shirt and slowly pulled it upwards towards your belly. You kept your eyes on his black sockets as you did so, a coy teasing sparkle in your eye when you saw more drool fall onto his knuckles. You thought about how his fingers felt rubbing your cunt night after night. His thick bony hands calloused from his work always made good on his promises of turning you into jelly. Jack took in another deep breath when he saw your glistening pussy. Some juices still staining your inner thighs as more made itself known in his presence. You always looked so gorgeous like this. If Jack had his way you could be sopping wet and bent over every hour of every day for him. His own personal little fuck toy to use as he pleases. Oh and he plans to use you how he wishes. Jack practically scrambled onto the bed making you giggle a little bit as his clawed hands reached out for you like a toddler.

        Jack assumed the position with his hands on either side of your head, trapping you against the bed and his body. You looked up at him with big doe eyes, waiting for his next move. Was he going to tease you? Make you touch yourself for him? Maybe he would just ram right into you and use your pretty little cunt like his own personal flesh light. Jack was a man of habit but when he got into his moods he was a loose cannon. You'd never know if you'd fall asleep next to him in a rose petal bath or be limping for the next week with a doughnut pillow beneath your bottom. Is it bad you were kind of hoping for the ladder? You gasped when you felt his cold tongue slide up against your neck feeling your pulsing jugular vein. Drool slid down your skin and pooled in your collar bone as he went in for your neck. You turned your head making room for Jack as his locs brushed against your jaw. His sharp teeth dancing dangerously over your fragile skin like tiny knives upon parchment paper. Jack's hands slid down your body before finding their home on your hips. It took little effort for him to lift your lower body up to press against him. You looked down at him making a bruised and slobbery mess of your neck through heavily lidded eyes. You could feel his monstrous cock resting against your pelvis, waiting to enter its true home in your sobbing pussy. You ground your hips against him earning a rumbling growl and a buck from his hips as he started to dry hump your bare pussy through his blue boxers.

        "Jack-" your moan was cut off as his tongue entered your mouth. His pursed lips folding against yours like tectonic plates meeting below the earth. The rumbling in his chest completed the picture as his grip became tighter but his thrusting slowed down. You reached your hands up to hold either side of your beloved's head. You gently ran your fingers along the rows of his locs until you felt the rubber band that held them all in a small ponytail. You slid a finger underneath the hair tie and freed his hair to fall along his shoulders. Jack's hands moved underneath your shirt to grip your sides as he pulled back from the kiss. Your lips were swollen and shiny from your saliva mixing together. His face softened seeing you like this. His perfect babe beneath him all submissive. He panted softly through his mouth before kissing your temple and pulling you in for a hug. "I love you," Jack said into the hickeys he left along your neck. Your arms pulled themselves around his chest as the tar from his eyes joined the saliva on your skin. "I love you too, Jack," you spoke against his temple leaving kisses where you could reach. 

        God the way you said his name made him shiver and buck his hips against your clit causing a sharp whimper to break through your pursed lips. You could feel him chuckle a little bit at the noise you made. "Don't be mean!" you whined grinding back against his hard cock. "I'm sorry," he said leaving kisses along your face "you just sound so cute when you make those noises." You whined looking into his sockets then gasped as a large hand enveloped your neck. "You know," Jack leaned back to look at you better. You were a whiney, flustered mess dripping slick all along your thighs and down into the sheets below you and you were still in his shirt. "I've been waiting all night to have you like this," a wicked grin spread across his face and you gulped seeing his ferocious teeth. His other hand went to dip the waist of his boxers below his cock making it bounce with its own weight. Your mouth watered as you gulped at the memories of him fucking your throat with the very same appendage. He pulled his hand back from your neck and rubbed along your hips and thighs. "Do you remember the safe word?" he hummed softly watching as your soft skin dipped beneath his fingers. "Red for stop, yellow for slow down, and green for more," you said proudly beaming up at you beloved boyfriend. "Good pet," he rumbled making you shutter and moan from the nickname. It was honestly kind of embarrassing how easily you played into Jack's sexual whims. He had you wrapped around his finger and soon he'd have you wrapped around his cock.

        A calloused finger gently rubbed against your clit being careful of his claws. Your hand shot up to grab his shoulder to keep you steady as he rolled your bundle of nerves in figure eights. His focus was trained on your pulsing sex and watching it leak lubricant for his waiting cock. His sockets drilled the image into his mind for later use when you weren't around. Oh the pornographic memories he has stored of you. Jack flipped his head back knocking one of his locs out of his face as he sped up his ministrations. Your hips bucked and your legs twitched at the rising pleasure that grew in your stomach. You could feel the belt stretching itself thin with every rub of your beloved's finger against your sex. "Jack," your grip on his shoulder tightened making him smirk "baby, I'm so close! Please let me cu-" Your pleas were cut off with a whine of disappointment as Jack retracted his hand from your throbbing cunt just before you had hit your climax. He ran his finger through your folds, dodging your clit despite your cries, gathering as much of your slick as he can on on his finger before bringing it to his mouth. He groaned in pleasure at your taste. You tightened your legs around Jack's hips as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips once more. "Let me see you finger yourself," he grinned as his cock twitched at the thought. "Wait, actually," Jack climbed off of you, pulling his boxers all the way off and discarding them on the ground with the rest of his clothes. You turned onto your side and watched him shuffle through the cracked bedside drawer before pulling out a purple bullet shaped toy. Your eyes widened and your heart hammered when you realized what he wanted you to do. "I want to watch you fuck yourself on this," Jack's teeth were on full display as he beamed with excitement at you. You took the toy from him and watched as he knelt in front of you with his hands on your calves. Once you got yourself into a comfortable position you spread your legs wider much to Jack's delight.

        "That's it baby," he groaned watching you run the purple toy through your glistening folds. You rubbed the tip around your hole before pushing the toy in with a soft moan. Jack grabbed a hold of his cock and gently pumped himself watching you fuck yourself open on the purple dildo. It was hard trying to prep yourself to take Jack's girth. He was no easy fit and his claws made it very difficult for him to finger fuck you himself. Instead Jack found out that he rather enjoys watching you fuck yourself with your fingers or toys. The only thing is that Jack'll edge for hours if you end up cumming on the toy or your own fingers instead of his cock. He twirled his fist around his shaft and rubbed a finger along his urethra in complete ecstasy over simply watching a fake bullet shaped plastic cock fuck its way in and out of your dripping cunt hole. "Jack," you moaned making eye contact with his empty sockets. "What is it baby," he pumped his cock a few times when he saw your gaze drop to his crotch. "Use your big words," he scolded when you responded with a whine. You pumped the toy faster in and out of your sloppy cunt as juices trailed down between your cheeks and onto the bed. "I want your cock!" you whined reaching for your clit "Jackson, I want you to fuck me!" Again the belt was stretching in your pelvis making you tilt the toy more upwards towards your G-spot.

        Your ministrations were stopped suddenly when Jack grabbed a hold of your wrist. "That's a good pet," he growled very much pleased with your begging "let me fuck you nice and good then." You whine as he guided your hand, removing the toy from your hole as it flexed around nothing. The cold tip of Jack's cock slid its way up and down your slit making itself even more familiar with your folds. You raised your hips to him and snaked your legs around his hips. He hummed in sinful delight at your actions and pushed to press the fat head of his cock into your fucked out hole. You groaned at the stretch. Jack was much bigger than any toy you have ever used and definitely bigger than the one you were just using for his viewing pleasure. Jack leaned down as he entered you, moaning in your ear and leaving kisses along the shell of your ear. You ground yourself against his cock like a bitch in heat as he made his way into you earning a pleased half chuckle half moan from your love.

        Once he was fully seated inside of your warm dripping cunt the knot at the base of his cock began to swell against your rear. You shivered in anticipation at what was the come but waited for him to start thrusting before continuing your humping. "Now that I have you like this," Jack panted, grey skin flushed and locs hanging in his face "I don't think I could be able to stop myself from ruining that cute little hole of yours." Before you could reply he wrapped his arms around your chest and set a brutal pace. Fucking his cock into you so fast his balls swung back against your skin making a slick slapping sound echo throughout the room. You held onto Jack for your life as your fingers strung their way through his hair. You felt him leave open mouth kisses along your collarbone as the ridges of his cock massaged every inch of your insides. His knot swelled even further making you whimper in anticipation as it bumped against your hole with each thrust. "Are," Jack panted against your ear "you doing okay, love?" "Green," You nodded and moaned out appreciatively. Something deep within him finally snapped and he bit onto your shoulder, holding you down while he fucked himself into you.

        "Jack," you panted through your words "I-I feel weird." Your sentences were jagged as his body pushed yours up the bed with each thrust. "You gonna squirt," Jack licked over the bite mark on your shoulder "are you gonna squirt all over my cock?" You whimpered at his words and at the full feeling in your pelvis. The belt was at its limit and was about to snap, hanging on by a thread. Jack snuck a hand down to your clit as he lifted himself up to see your whole body once more. "I want to see my pet squirt all over my cock while I fuck them," Jack groaned as he rubbed your clit like his life depended on it. "Come on baby," he huffed watching you squirm and moan his name. The wet slapping sounds increased as his new goal was realized. "Come on," he moaned sockets never once leaving your beautiful form. "Jack!" you wailed, your hips rocketing off the bed as the thread finally snapped and a clear liquid exploded all over Jack's pubic area. Jack let out a deep growl at the sight of your overstimulated cunt twitching around his cock. You squirmed and panted trying to move away from the over stimulation from Jack's pounding but he pulled you back by your hips. "Fuck, baby," he moaned into your ear "that was so fucking hot." He growled as his knot teasingly pushed at your abused hole. "Are you gonna take my cum?" he licked a line across your neck "are you gonna be my good little breeding bitch?" You whined in over stimulation as tears formed in the corner of your eyes. Your boyfriend cooed at the sight, tasting the salt of your tears on his tongue when he went to lick your cheek. "Such a good-" Jack said between a thrust "pet."

        His knot was poking at your entrance, ready to enter your poor abused cunt. His hammering didn't stop until with a loud growl, he pushed his knot against your cunt. It only made it half way in much to Jack's anger as he let out a disproving growl before giving you another hard thrust and fulling sheathing his knot into you all the way to the base. You whined and reached up to grab at Jack's hair as you felt hot fluid fill your insides. It was so much cum you swore you could burst. Jack kissed along your neck rubbing along the growing bulge in your tummy as his orgasm fades. "Babe?" he asked running the back of his finger against your cheek "are you okay?"

        You don't remember when you closed your eyes but you did. You fluttered them open to see Jack's worried face looking over you. "That was-" you panted taking his face into your hands "amazing." Jack smiled and leaned down to take your lips into his. "I love you so much," he rubbed the tip of his claw against your lower lip as he watched your breathing slow down. "I love you too," you rubbed at the temples of his head and leaned up to kiss his forehead. "I could really go for a shower," Jack groaned rubbing your cheek. "Yeah, let's go," you looked up at your boyfriend with eyes full of love and content. Jack went to pull out but pulled you with him. Panic began to form on his face as he pulled a little more before releasing a stinging breath.

        "What's wrong?" you asked trying to sit up only causing Jack to wince as he guided you back down. "I can't get it out," he said through his teeth. The flush of arousal was replaced with that of embarrassment at his situation. You couldn't help but giggle at his situation before pulling him down to lay on top of you. "Hold me then?"

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Kinktober Day 3: Pegging

Pegging [Toby X GN!Afab Reader] 

[Warnings: toy usage/pegging, fingering, handjob, praise, creampie, gentle dom, MINORS DNI]

[AN: I really don’t know why I didn’t make the EJ, Jeff, and You threesome for today??? And pegging for the second??? Whatever. 1501 words <3.]

Reblogs are appreciated!

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Your hands slide down his chest to his stomach, nails lightly tracing over the happy trail that leads down to your prize. A wicked smile blooms on your lips as you gaze lovingly into his brown, doe-like eyes. “You’re such a pretty boy,” you murmur sweetly before leaning forward, and let your palm press against his stomach. Your knee situates between his just barely spread legs. “Do you want a kiss?” You ask as your lips whisper against his. 

Toby nods rapidly. 

You pull a small face. “Oh, baby boy, you need to use your words,” you coo. 

The brunet beneath you feels heat rush to his cheeks. “Please,” he murmurs, “kiss me.” 

Obliging him, you press your lips to his and steal a kiss. It’s something soft and sweet, intimate as if to remind him just how much you actually love him. He tastes a little sweet, but there’s also a hint of iron. You wonder if he’s been chewing his lips again from habit and tsk in response. Your knee rubs against him in between his legs. You can feel his cock as it brushes his lower stomach that feels softer than one would expect. Your tongue traces his lower lip, amused at how chapped he is before pulling away. He looks so needy. 

“Let me work you up, okay?” You hum as you lean back, your bottom resting on your feet and knee still wedging his legs apart. Your hand that rests on his soft lower abdomen presses against him a few more times before you take his semi-hard cock into your hand. Slowly, you wrap your fingers around him and begin to stroke him and watch with glee as he sucks in a sharp breath. Your other hand warmly caresses his strong thighs and squeeze them for a moment to earn a squeak from his parted lips. 

Toby’s thighs tense slightly when he feels your hand slither downwards before your fingers just barely rest against his ass. He looks up at you with those some doe-eyes before opening his mouth. “Do you want-”

“Yes,” you say as your thumb swirls the head of his cock, amused at the pearls that bead from a simple swipe. You watch with half lidded eyes as he hands you a bottle of lube, unscented, but it holds the same consistency and color as cum. The strap on you’re using - not only is it molded after him, the real thing, it has a cum tube, and you plan on making good use of it. Toby’s been such a good boy and filled up the tube earlier, making sure it was nice and warm for play later. You take the lube and drizzle it onto your fingers before rolling it between your palms. One hand goes back to stroking his thick cock, the other goes to his asshole. 

Slowly, your index finger swirls him and feels just how tight he is. You haven’t touched him like this in a while, but his body is practically begging for it. Your eyes catch how swollen his balls are, heavy, waiting for release. You stop stroking him as fast. “Take in a deep breath,” you say as you just barely begin to push your index finger in. He’s so warm, you can’t help but think it as your middle finger presses against your index and pushes in. You can hear Toby’s breathing hitch before his hips roll up and startle you for a second. You laugh. “Mind your manners,” you teasingly remind him. 

Toby shoots a small glance at you before you push your fingers in deeper before you hilt at the knuckle. In and out, you stretch out his asshole and bask in the pretty sounds he makes. Eyes glued to his chest, you watch as it rapidly rises and falls while his calloused fingers grip at the sheets. 

“Oh fuck,” he moans loudly as you thrust your fingers in a little faster while working his cock. He can feel your fingers trace the veins on his shaft and follow them up to his tip, and back down again to his balls. He knows he shouldn’t be giving in this easily to you, but you make it hard to resist. “I want you,” he admits as the thick blush that covers his cheeks deepens. 

A smirk finds its way to your lips. “You do?” You hum in a sing-song tone. Slowly, you withdraw your fingers from his hole and stroke the strap on. “Say that again, sweetheart. What do you want me to do to you?”

He has a look of exasperation dotting his face as he looks up at you in the low lights, a cascade of purple and red falling over your form and making your skin glow like some heavenly aura. His eyes follow your hands as you release his cock and slather more of the lube on the toy that was made in his likeness. “Please, fuck me,” he starts, only continuing because your gaze tells him to do so, “I want you to fill me up.” His face is burning. 

“Good boy,” you praise sweetly, leaning down to kiss him for a job well done before spreading his legs some more. You press the head of the toy against his asshole before slowly pushing in, your own breath hitching at how well he takes you. Deeper and deeper, you push your hips forward. “Breathe,” you remind him in a soft chuckle. 

Toby’s legs are hooked around your waist. He’s clenching hard around the toy and gripping the sheets again. “O-Oh gods,” he groans in deep pleasure once you hilt inside of him. 

There’s a moment of anticipation between the two of you before you gingerly pull your hips back and then lightly thrust back, seeing how he handles. Hearing his airy gasp and the moan that follows, you know you’re in the clear. You begin to thrust into him, a bit softer just to let him acclimate before your hand moves down to stroke his cock. You time it right, almost as if his head feels like he’s fucking himself. Your hand moves in tandem with your hips. 

“You’re such a good boy,” you sweetly tell him, “taking me so well. So deep, clenching me like that,” you ramble off as your thrusts begin to gain speed. You’re working him up and panting a bit. You look positively drunk off watching him writhe beneath you. The sound of skin on skin echoes through the bedroom as one of his forearms falls over his eyes. “Oh no, no, baby,” you reprimand, “let me see your pretty eyes. Watch me fuck you.”

Hesitantly, Toby peels his arm away and pulls his gaze to the cock that’s making him see stars. It’s just glimpses of it, and he has to admit he’s a little enraptured with how your hand is working his cock, but he too is growing drunk off the sight. He can hardly form words, all he can feel is the pleasure. His legs are gripping you so tight, you’re certain you’ll bruise. He’s getting louder, needier, craving you as much as another person can crave someone. 

“Cum in me,” he begins to rattle off, “gods, I just want you to cum in me. Fill me, use me-!” He cries out loudly, his hips bucking strongly upwards as his cock spurts across his lower abdomen and your hand. He’s making guttural sounds, heart fluttering and pounding in his chest as thick, pearly white ropes of cum paint the two of you. 

Your hand quickly reaches around for the syringe that’s full of ‘cum’, your thrusts growing erratic and heavy. You pant deeply as you roughly slam into him, giggling at how his mouth hangs open to sing his praises and pleasure even louder. “You want me to cum in you? Want me to fill you up?” 

“Yes, oh gods, fucking yes–!” He pleads. 

You moan out yourself, barely able to offset the throbbing between your legs before you hilt deep inside of him and press the syringe hard, sending warm, sticky ropes of cum deep inside of him. 

Toby’s back arches as he loudly cries out for you, his beautiful brown eyes squeezing shut as he grasps for you and pulls you to his chest, legs vice gripping you as he rides out another orgasm. He buries his head into your shoulder as you continue to unload the syringe into him, wave after wave of pleasure budding in his body and sending electricity to every single part of him. His chest is heaving as he shakes and trembles beneath you, unable to peel his legs from your waist. “It’s so much,” he chuckles, feeling the warmth pool on the bed beneath the two of you. 

“I wasn’t done with you,” you tease back before pressing your lips to his once more. “We still have a whole bottle left,” you trail off, watching as the heat rises to his cheeks once more. 

[everydaysimppy]

Hey! If requests are open could you do eyeless jack with a bimbo/life of the party type girlfriend?

Jack with a poor bimbo girlfriend? Man you are in for a ride!

Jack likes that you're just a dumb attractive bitch who honestly couldn't tell that he was a killer, yes there are very obvious signs of him being a fucking killer but all you worry about is the little gifts he brings you (which he stole from his victims) you just happily take them from him and of course give him pretty much anything because who wouldn't love a tall fucking demon and let him hit a few times?

NSFW AHEAD MINORS DON'T INTERACT

"Fucking hell having you bent over like this moaning out my name drives me Fucking wild~" jack groans as he bites down onto your shoulder rutting his hips into you roughly as you couldn't help but moan out his name loudly

He'll honestly having you bitch and moaning each time he has you bent over the counter whenever he's having a heat cycle, the privilege of having you as his own personal toy without needing to do much but loving you and spoiling you is one hell of a plus

"Such a dumb bitch for my cock keep this up and I might take you out to that new show you've been dying to see~" He licks the blood off your shoulder from the bite he made. Sex with him was always this rough but you of course loved every bit of it

That was weeks ago and just like he promised he took you to the exact show you been dying to see, and since it was a masked event he blended in very easily, you've seen what he looked like buy you didn't care you loved your demon boyfriend even if you couldn't necessarily go on 'normal' dates with him. Jack leans down a bit and moves his mask to the side a bit and taped his cheek, you smile happily and kissed him on the cheek.

You loved the little moments like these something so small as a kiss on the cheek warmed Jack's cold heart even if you were some dumb bimbo who was dating a killer at the end of the day you still loved him and he loved you. And that was the only thing he wanted from you really... Well besides some good sex

[ivrxquack]

Ticci Toby x reader lemon

You were washing the dishes wearing your apron with nothing under it revealing your curvy pale skinned body

“Hey there sugar tits!!”Toby said coming in smirking

“O-o-oh h-hi b-big d-daddy”you said blushing light pink and your cat ears went down

“You look so cute in your*bibo*(tic btw)apron!”he said staring into your ocean blue orbs

“T-thanks”you said looking down as you dried your hands off with a towel and brushed a strand of piss blonde hair out of your face

“I’m feeling*wow*kinda horny babygorl”Toby said as he pushed up against you and you could feel his 60 inch long dick pressing against your back

“T-Toby”you said blushing deeply as he picked you up and set you in counter with ease cause you were only 4”3 and he was 6”9 and he shoved his giant cock inside your tight pink hole

“YES YES!!!”you moaned as he pounded into you at a fast pace

“I’m gonna bread you kitten!”he said

“Fill me up daddy!!”you yelled as you clenching around him

“I’m so close daddy!!”you yelled as he captured your soft pink plump lips in a kiss and he ejuculated all inside your small little pussy and you creamed all over his cock

“Now you will bear my children!!”He said using your cream for his coffee you made him

“Yes daddy”you said blushing and looking down

NO THIS ISNT SATIRE

[strawberri-syrup]

i hope i die in some kind of freak accident that never gets fully resolved and i live on through middle aged women doing their makeup while talking about the landmine incident of 2022