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ahsxual · 3 months

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Could we maybe have a smut with doug like maybe he billys the reader but decides to fuck her and leave her alone after

Dark Fear & Pleasure

Pairing: Doug Van Housen x Fem!Reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI +18!!, rough sex, extremely mean Doug, fear play, pain kink, reader gets bullied, CNC, cumming inside w/o permission, heavy degradation/humiliation, name-calling (verbal abuse), mentions of stalking, cursing, mean!Dom!Doug x sub!Fem!Reader, possessive!Doug, spanking, dacryphilia, fingering, p in v (w/o protection)

Genre:(Heavy) Smut

Word Count: 2,2k

PLEASE BE AWARE THAT THIS FIC HAS DARK THEMES, IF YOU'RE AGAINST ANYTHING MENTIONED IN THE WARNINGS, DO NOT READ IT!!!

A/N: This is definitely the darkest and nastiest fic I've ever written... I was absolutely drooling over this request!! Doug turns me on sm and that's so alarming, but Idc. Please, be aware that this fic contains extremely heavy themes! Anyway, I hope I wrote Doug right and that you guys enjoy this 🤭😈 tagging: @aliceblxck @twelvelevens @unidentifiablesubject <3

"Leave me alone, you freak!" you couldn't take it anymore. You'd had enough. Ever since Doug laid his eyes on you, he wouldn't stop stalking you and humiliating you in front of his group, reveling in the fear and vulnerability you showed towards him. It made him feel powerful, like he could control you like a small, fragile bunny whenever he wanted to or felt bored.

This time, he crossed all your limits, invading your house while your parents were away. And this time he came alone, not bringing his friends to join in his "fun" with you, as he call it. How could he know you were home alone? Why was he so obsessed with you to the point of knowing your routine and discovering that your parents were going to spend the weekend away, leaving you unsafe for any creep who wanted to assault you? And now there you were, trapped between a pair of a psychopath's arms against the wall of your bedroom, his face so close to yours that you could feel his hot breath on your cheek. His grin was filled with malice, like a venomous snake analyzing its prey, ready to strike at any moment.

"And what fun would that be? I like tormenting you way too much, little bunny. You're so easy to scare... It actually turns me on." then you felt a warm tongue lick your wet tears running from your chin, while he moaned at the taste of fear in them.

You felt disgusted once you felt him get hard against you, so you impulsively spit on his face. You immediately regretted your bold action the moment you saw his blue irises darken so much until you could no longer see its color anymore. You'd never seen him so furious, as his jaw clenched so hard so as not to fall into the temptation of killing you right there.

"That's enough! You need to learn some manners and not disrespect who's in charge of you, you pathetic bitch!" you then felt his strong hands throw you harshly onto your bed, making you groan in pain. You were simply relieved that he hadn't thrown you to the rigid floor.

"Please Doug, what do you want from me...!?" you were feeling desperate by now, your fresh tears blurring your vision from the man who was about to destroy you.

"What do I want from you?" he chuckled, clearly mocking you like he always did. "I wanna be the one who's responsible for corrupting that cunt of yours. I bet you're not as innocent as you look... I bet you're tighter and wetter than any girl I've fucked before. And I'm gonna turn you into my sex slave for whenever I feel my balls full and want to warm up my cock. Are you more clear about my intentions with you now, huh?" he grunted before he forcefully grabbed your hair, forcing you to look at him as you winced in pain.

"No Doug, please don't... anything but that!!" you would be lying if you said that his words didn't make your panties wet and empty pussy clench around nothing, but you would never admit it to the man who's been tormenting you for months.

"Do you really think you can make a decision here?" he laughed at you. "Unfortunately, neither mommy or daddy are going to be here to help their sweet daughter from getting fucked by someone who just wants to abuse her slutty cunt. What a shame..." he slapped you across the face, purposely causing your cheek to burn and sting in pain. "You're so pathetic... and it makes my cock so hard." he said confidently, with pure danger evident in his words, before licking the top of your sternum all the way up to your chin with his long tongue.

"Why are you doing this...?" it was barely a whisper, but Doug could hear you perfectly. You looked away from him while he was pinning your wrists, restraining you with the weight of his body, while his free hand gripped your breasts and nipples roughly. He was way stronger and intimating then he looked, and the thought of being at his mercy absolutely terrified you.

"If you're a good girl for me and don't fight much, maybe I'll have pity on you..." he laughed as he said those words, making you believe he was lying with every tooth he had in his mouth. "But on second thought, I'd actually like to see you fight back." was all he said, before turning you over and shoving your face into your pillow to prevent you from breathing properly as he unbuckled his belt.

"Nooo, Doug!!" You screamed and tried to push him off you as you begged for his mercy, but that only seemed to turn him on even more, since it was completely useless. In one abrupt movement, you felt him pull your shorts and panties off, as he stared at your glistening pussy.

"Holy fuck, look at this... You're enjoying this as much as I am, you freaky slut. I knew I could corrupt you... This cunt is my fucking property now, you understand me?" you felt a hard slap on your ass, leaving a red handprint from his big hand. It hurt like hell, yet you couldn't ignore the pleasure that ran through your spine until it reached your core.

He kept spanking you until your ass was all red and sore. Once he got bored of it, he decided to check one more time if his actions turned you on even more, soon realizing that his suspicions were absolutely correct.

"You're even wetter now, little bunny... you should be ashamed of yourself for enjoying this. You do realize now that I'm not gonna stop ruining this pussy whenever I want to, right?" you moaned as you felt two long fingers enter you without any care and fuck you hard as if it were his dick.

"Stop it Doug, please, it hurts! It's too much!!" you whimpered loudly, no longer able to distinguish pleasure from pain. You'd never been intimate with a guy with hands as big as Doug's, and it hurt so good.

"Good." was all he said before speeding up his pace. He grabbed your hair so you could breath, and when he pushed you back against your pillow, you came and screamed from the intensity of your orgasm.

"Look at that... after all the bitch likes me to humiliate and hurt her." he whispered with a clear smirk on his face, as he looked down at his cum-covered fingers, before grabbing you by the hair to make eye contact with you.

"Open. Now." not wanting to test him any further, you opened your mouth hesitantly as he shoved two fingers in forcefully, making you gag around them.

"You better suck my fingers clean or I swear I'll make you choke on them until you pass out, you slut." you did as he said, afraid to face the consequences of his promises. When you finished, he took his fingers out of your mouth and put them in his own while staring deeply into your eyes.

"Doug, please..." you no longer knew what you were pleading for: for him to let you go or for him fuck you like the wild animal he was. You began to feel your body, especially your pussy, craving his cock and touch, making you feel slightly dizzy from the adrenaline and pleasure coursing through your blood.

"It'll feel better if you want it too, trust me. You're wet enough not to hurt your pretty pussy too much, so don't worry. I'll be gentle with you." he promised with blatant lies and fake enthusiasm as he brushed the pieces of hair from your face that were sticky with sweat, before laughing and mocking your face.

He then pushed you down hard so that you were lying on your back, while he ripped off your top to expose your tits and erect nipples, leaving you completely naked and vulnerable for him and his hungry eyes.

"No bra, huh? You're making this so much easier for me, little bunny. Now... don't even think about fighting back, because I promise you it will hurt." you couldn't stop crying, yet you couldn't stop craving him either.

You'd probably just discovered a new kink of yours that was unknown to you until then, or you'd only noticed that moment how profoundly attractive you were to Doug, even though he bullied you and made fun of you almost every day. It was extremely bizarre, however your dynamic was something you felt very addicted to, like a sweet poison that you couldn't stop drinking no matter how deadly and poisonous it was.

He was still fully clothed, which made you feel even more humiliated about the whole situation you were in. But as soon as he pulled down his black pants and boxers... you wished you could still see him fully dressed and not come face to face with the monster he was hiding between his legs.

"Holy shit..." you cursed wide-eyed, praying that you could take him all without being ripped apart from the inside out. You saw his proud, wide grin reappear, making you realize that he enjoyed watching your fear and horror at taking him inside you way too much.

"Scared? I'll make it all fit no matter what, so you better be."

The moment he penetrated you, it was as if the entire world had collapsed on you. You felt like you'd been drugged, since you could no longer think or see straight. To your surprise, it didn't hurt like you thought it would, your wetness and lust for him causing your pussy to immediately adjust to his huge size. However, it did hurt when he started pounding into you, his long cock slamming into your cervix at a fast, rough pace. Your screams were mistaken for moans of real pleasure, making him groan too at the feeling of your tight, welcoming cunt. When he changed position to fuck you deeper, you grabbed the bit of skin of his back that wasn't covered and dug your nails in until he grunted in pain.

"Fuck, I've wanted to destroy this fucking pussy for so long..." he whispered to himself with his eyes closed, loud enough for you to hear him. His confession made you clench around him as you came on his cock, since he was hitting your g-stop over and over again.

"No no, you're gonna look into my fucking eyes as you cum and ask for my fucking permission!" he shouted at you with an angry face, before slapping you as reminder not to dare desobey him. He didn't stop until he made you cum a second time with his cock, this time doing as he told you, which deepened the intensity of your last orgasm of the night.

"That's it little bunny, that's how I like my girl... Obedient to her owner like a well behaved whore."

"P-please, don't cum inside me! I'm begging you, please!!" you implored him the moment you felt him reach his orgasm, but as you expected, he did exactly the opposite of what you wished for.

"Don't fucking tell me what to do! I'll cum wherever I want and you'll thank me for that, you ungrateful slut." these were his last words, before cumming deep inside you, his thick sperm coating your walls so deliciously.

When he pulled his cock out of you, still half hard, he stared at you with pride. You were looking like a mess: naked and covered in dark hickeys, your sweaty hair all messed up, your face covered in black mascara while your eyelids were half shut from exhaustion and your chest heaving rapidly from your deep breathing. When you felt some of your energy slowly being replenished, you covered your naked body with your arms and knees as you looked out of the window, while reliving what had just happened in your mind.

"Hey, you came three times with my fingers and my cock. Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it too. In fact, I did you a favor, so be grateful. I bet no other guy will fuck you this good." he said while buttoning his pants.

Before climbing out of your window, he stopped halfway and looked back at you, lying in a fetal position while you clutched your legs to your chest. He slowly approached you and knelt down to your level, watching you carefully before one of his hands tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

"I promise I'll leave you alone from now on, my little bunny... But I can't promise I won't come back to taste that sweet pussy of yours again." he chuckled darkly, as you felt him kiss your forehead firmly, before getting up and leaving your bedroom through your window.

And just like that, he disappeared in the middle of the night, as if the devil himself had paid you a visit to remind you who you belong to.

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charlottecutepie · 2 months

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Now that you’ve watched Animal room, maybe a Doug x Reader? maybe public sex or creampie ?

⋆౨ৎ˚ A real animal (Doug Van Housen x fem!reader)

author notes: hey love! so here it is, thank you for the request, it was interesting to write about this character :) although I dont really know how well it turned out, i still doubt it tbh, im so sorry if it sucks, tho i tried harddd….in any case, ill be glad to receive new requests for this character

tags: nsfw, smut, vaginal sex, fingering, thigh fucking, rough sex, possessiveness, fingers sucking, spanking, hair pulling, public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, dubcon, a little praise, degrading, mean!Doug

Doug kisses you like it's the end of the fucking world. He's groaning into your mouth, and his huge hands aren't hugging you at all, no, they're squeezing you as if he intentionally wants to break your bones. To break you not only as a person, but also as a body. Your bones, your skin, every hair on your body, every cell in you should belong to him. Doug Van Housen hates and loves you, and his every action is imbued with this poisonous and caustic mixture of madness. You seem to like that you are tightly pressed between a cold wall and his hot body, but at the same time you're afraid of what comes out of his mouth, you knew that he was far from a sweet and gentle person, you knew what you were going for, according to Doug himself.

“My fucking slut,” he growls into your neck and makes forward movements, rubbing against you. There's a lump in your throat and blood froze in your veins, you didn't expect that you'd be fucked right in this corridor, right fucking now. You wanted to invite him to your place, well . . . to watch a movie first, and then lie down and cuddle. But don't you know Doug? It's just not about him. If you dream of such an affair, then why are you dating someone as him? Doug's madly amused by you. Are you really that silly? “I'm gonna ruin you.”

“Just wait—” you can't stay still, putting your dignity at such risk, damn it. You cling to his shoulders and look into his eyes, trying to find at least some echoes of common sense. However does it make sense to look for it in a man like Doug? “Fuck, Doug, enough!”

Looking at your desperate plea, amusement flickers across his eyes. The hallway filled with the echo of your words as he pulls away slightly, raising his eyebrows. He laughs. “Someone is too cocky. Don't worry, I'll fuck this arrogance out of you. Or what? You don't like me anymore?” Doug grasps you by your hips tightly, slowly grinding into you as he nips softly at your neck. “You must have a fucking adrenaline rush, baby. I don't think you'll be as brave in a few minutes.”

“Uggh—” you groan almost in pain as he bites on your skin. “Can we at least do this at home?” you try to keep your voice quite, but Doug doesn't give a fuck so he makes a damn loud moan when you pull his black hair. You definitely don't expect this so you quickly let him go and glance at his face for signs of pain. There is silence for a second. Doug looks at you with his mouth open and breathes heavily, and then bursts into laughter.

“Was that supposed to stop me?” you stare at him wide-eyed as his laughter reverberates around. “Look, sweetie, I won’t care if we fuck in a pool of acid. The only thing I care about is claiming what’s mine. . . You're going to take me any way possible until there's not a drop of your fucking arrogance left inside you.” his lips descend upon yours fiercely; they consume your mouth entirely while he tangles one hand in your hair and grasps your hip harder. It all feels so animalistic, so brutal that it scares and excites you at once — two emotions mixing into an insatiable hunger for more from this twisted game between you two.

You're barely recovering from his rough kiss, your lips are flushed, as are your cheeks. “Doug. . .” you don't really know what you're saying, you just want to repeat his name over and over like a damn prayer. “Doug, Doug, Doug—” you whisper as he can't get enough of your neck, kissing every inch, although it's more like he's devouring you like an animal. His hands find your ass and squeeze it roughly through your clothes, which responds with a reddening of the skin and your sharp sigh.

“Oww, what a pathetic sight,” he taunts you when his fingers finally get under your clothes, pulling them down to your knees with impatient jerks, leaving you in only your panties. Before you can say anything, his finger makes its way to the sweetest spot between your legs. Doug rubs your pussy through your underwear and, feeling how wet you are, sighs contentedly and smiles, baring his teeth. “So fucking wet, look what I've done to you.” he pulls your soaked panties to the side and slips one finger inside you. So fucking slow and gentle, all the time staring into your eyes, just to tease and mock you. It's just one finger, but you can already feel your knees getting weak. “Don't faint, pretty, stay with me, yeah?” Doug hums in approval as your pussy clenches around his finger — a clear signal that his girl is desperate for more.

“Please. . .” you feel so weak to him.

He watches your pleading expression and raises an eyebrow. “More?” he asks, smirking as his second finger joins the first inside you. He starts pumping slowly while rubbing your clit in rapid circles with his thumb. Your hips jerk forward desperately and your lips part in deep sighs. Seeing you begging him like a desperate little slut makes him proud. “Pathetic, ain't you?” when you just get used to his two fingers, he abruptly plunges them even deeper into you. You gasp loudly, clinging on Doug for support as you nearly fall.

“Ohh—! No, fuck, that's—”

“Too much?”

“Yes, t—too rough, wait!” his smile broadens at that. And. . . Then he pulls back suddenly, leaving you panting heavily, your legs trembling.

“You taste heavenly,” he slides his wet fingers into his mouth as he savors your taste, watching your embarrassed face. “take off my fucking belt, baby,” he tells you before pushing two of them against your entrance once more, this time fingerfucking you faster. You don't know what to do, your body doesn't obey, while Doug roughly fingers you, tearing incoherent moans out of you. You try to grab his belt, but his fingers are moving inside you so fast that your hands are shaking. “i said take off my fucking belt.”

He knows you're about to cum as your pussy clenching around his fingers, but he doesn't let you, instead he slows down so you can finally take off his belt. You sigh and Doug takes his fingers out of you, which makes you look at him in shock, brows raised and eyes wide.

“Bu—!” he pulls your panties down and slips his painfully hard cock between your thighs, your soft skin making him groan loudly.

“Mhhm— You feel so fuckin' good, doll,” Doug thrusts forward, rubbing his dick between your damp folds. His length sweetly slides against your slit, every inch of it coated with your wetness. “my good fucking girl.” he wraps one arm around your waist and pulls you closer, not letting you fall.

His hips rock against you in a fast, sinful motion, teasing your cunt with the tip of his cock. He lets out a low groan, his shaft sliding across your folds and over your clit. “Ahhnn— ohh, im close!” you can’t help but whimper softly, you cling to him, fingers curling into fists at his shoulder, hips rolling instinctively with each slide of his dick through your wet folds.

“Cum for me.” Doug fucks your thighs faster, hitting your sensitive nub repeatedly. His breathing deepens as he thrusts harder between your thighs, spreading your wetness around his cock. “My little slut. . .” he hides his face in your hair. “cum for me.” he demands, you feel the delicious tension building in your belly, spreading through your core until it becomes all-consuming. Your whimper as you grind against him helplessly, your hole clenching around nothing.

When his tip slides over your little aching clit, that makes you shudder, a loud moan escaping your lips as you finish. You nearly scream, but your sounds muffled by Doug's chest.

“Good girl.” he praises you. “now I'm going to fuck your brains out and claim this little pussy.” Doug doesn't waste any time to prove his promises. With a ruthless determination, he flips you around, your face against wall. You gasp in surprise, your eyes widening as his dick presses urgently against your entrance. “Thaat's it, you stupid little girl.”

Doug slips inside you, bending his knees to be on a level with your ear and breathing loudly into it, mumbling what a tight cunt you have. You don't want to admit it, but his cock feels perfect. And although his sharp and rough thrusts hurt you, because he immediately began to push into your warmth, you find yourself enjoying this. You're still sensitive after orgasm, but it's only to his advantage as he moves his hips, driving his cock deeper.

”Fuck—fuck! Slow down, ohh” you yelp as he rails your pussy, he doesn't give a fuck that it does hurt you, just like he doesn't give a fuck if anyone sees you. The sounds of skin slapping wildly arouse you, as well as the fact that he's manhandling you and uses you the way he wants makes your legs buckle. “Hahhh, Doug!”

“I won't, you feel too good.” he groans, fucking you harder. “Ughh, you know you want this, your cunt ruined and filled with my cum, yeah?” he growls, feeling your walls tightly squeeze his cock. “Yeah?” he repeats in his mocking manner.

You don't answer his question, so his hand lays down on your ass, and a loud smack echoes down the hallway. “Y—yes! Yes, please, Doug!” you cry out.

Doug grabs a handful of your hair, yanking your head back so your eyes meet his. “Stupid brainless doll made just for my cock.” his heart beat like crazy, feeling your tight and wet pussy wrapping around his shaft as you take him. He pumps deeper into you with every thrust and reaches forward, he slams one hand against the wall beside your head. “You're mine, all mine.” he murmurs, looking down where your ass meets his hips, smile faded from his face. Your whines and moans sounds way too pretty and broken, your eyes burst with tears.

“Hnnhg. . . Slow down!” you tell him like he cares, like he's going to stop. “Doougg”

Your head fuzzy as you feel his cock reaching way really too deep, where you almost feel him in your guts. Doug ignores your words and pleas, knocking the air out of your lungs with his rough pace. He feels you on a completely different level, not only because he's balls deep inside you, he feels the madness that covers his eyes like a veil. Hatred, anger and arousal merged together. And your “ohhh god, Dougg!” which slips from your lips only inflames him even more.

“My pretty slut, my little girl, mine, fuuuck, just like that,” Doug's lost just like you, fucking you like an animal, a crazy one. “Thank me, thank me for fucking you.” after these words, he puts his long fingers in your mouth, as if trying to pull out your tongue. They penetrate so deeply that you feel sick. He runs his fingers over your mouth, wetting them in your saliva. You're almost suffocating.

“Thh. . . Nkkk—” that fucking bastard, you know why he's doing this. He wants you to realize what a helpless, pathetic, but wonderful little ragdoll you are. If his dick wasn't pounding your dripping pussy right now, you'd definitely slap him in the face for it. “Aankkk yo— Ahh! Ouhh”

He chuckles, literally fucking your mouth with his fingers as he hears your babbling. “What was that? Didn't hear you.” you want to cry hysterically, want to bite off his fucking fingers. But his voice is so hot, so damn beautiful. Even though he tries to sound normal, you still catch these little groans and breaths, his voice shaking. And it only makes you wetter. “Hard to talk with your mouth full, baby?”

He takes his fingers out of your mouth, all in your drool, and you almost calm down, but then you arch your back and yelp when you feel them touching your little clit. He rubs your bundle in tight circles, what makes your cunt throb around him. “Fuck, thank— Thank you! Thank you, Doug—” you're moaning so loudly that your throat is already dry.

“Mhmm, such a good girl, that's it,” he cooes, grunting. “so fucking good for me. A slut who needs nothing but my cock.” your chest rises and falls from increased breaths, blood running hot, a mess he loves to see.

He lost his sanity a long time ago and therefore does the same thing to you, making your brains melt as if under the scorching sun. You don't feel yourself, you only feel Doug, everywhere, in your pussy and in your subconscious, your brain and your heart. You even forgot that you're in this fucking hallway.

“Wanna feel you cum all over my cock, pretty.” he leans closer to you, his fingers never stopping rubbing your clit. He brushes his lips against your neck, sliding his tongue on your fresh hickeys and bite marks.

“I'm gonna c—cum, ohh,” before you know what's going on, your body shaking and you feel like you're already falling. Although this would have happened if Doug's hands hadn't been holding you all this time. You cum hard and he follows, burying himself even deeper inside of you as he grits his teeth and groans, his seed spills inside you in thick ropes as your pussy greedily milks him dry. He breathes heavily and moves his hips, fucking you much more slowly to make sure that every drop of him fills you, you moan as you feel his cock twitching inside you.

Doug doesn't take his hands off you, holding you possessively still. But he notices that you're trembling, and his grip soon loosens as he puts his hands on your waist. He kisses your neck, whispering something.

A pair of eyes looked at you two from the darkness of the corridor, and their owner took a deep breath.

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whorrorfix · 3 months

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bitches be like “he’s my comfort character” and it’s just some dude covered in blood

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gostlyghost · 6 days

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𝐆𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭.

I love him♡

#matthew lillard #true lies #true lies 2023 #nathan the wolf #the wolf #Nathan #Nathan Wolf #stevo levy #doug van housen #tim laflour #stu macher #dean boland #scream 1996 #slc punk #animal room 1995 #matthew lillard x reader

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mattey-stu · 10 months

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Yall i made this mf

Silly:3

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unidentifiablesubject · 4 months

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dear people of tumblr should i start writing? if so ill put together a will and will not list also if yes and you wanna see my works don’t forget to follow bookie

#doug van housen #stu macher #spencer reid #tim laflour #matthewlillard #x reader #blurb #smut #fluff #angst

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stuslover · 10 months

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diva, vc poderia por favor fazer um daquele abecedário nsfw tipo o que você gez pro billy e pro randy, mas com o stu?

abecedário nsfw – stu macher

pairing: stu macher x fem!reader

avisos: todas as merdas de nsfw que vocês já estão acostumado, um pouco de breath play hardcore, stu em uma modern day au fã de hentai, noncon... minhas esquisitices de sempre.

notas da alec: oiii anon </3 então, eu só queria dizer que eu não sei se foi você que fez o outro pedido do threesome com os stuilly, ou se a pessoa que pediu vai ver isso aqui mas eu só queria avisar que está demorando pra sair porquê eu tô sem ideiajskskse mas eu já comecei a escrever. espero que vocês não me matem :( e mais, sinto que eu poderia ser um pouca mais descritiva com isso aqui mas não sei como, vou tentar consertar na correção mas não prometo nada. beijo.

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não revisão ;(

A = Aftercare ( como é depois do sexo )

sou só eu que não consigo ver stu como um homem de cuidados posteriores? tipo, não quer dizer que ele não se importe com você ou coisa do tipo, ele liga muito pra todas essas coisas e tals mas ele não consegue genuinamente fazer algo pra te ajudar...?

tipo, stu teria boas intenções em cuidar de você, fazer você se sentir bem e confortável só que o pós sexo dele se resume em apagar ao seu lado no mesmo instante ou levantar pra fumar. ele liga mas não impulso pra fazer nenhum tipo de cuidado posterior que não seja beijar e perguntar se você está bem, se você gostou.

B = Body part ( parte favorita do corpo em si mesmo e em seu parceiro )

nele mesmo eu não preciso nem falar que é a língua e nem os motivos, não é? stu está exibindo sua língua enorme o tempo inteiro por algum motivo, ele era como um exorcista sugando até a última gota de energia do seu corpo só com um oral, stu iria se certificar que você gozasse na língua dele no mínimo duas vezes antes de te foder, e uma menção honrosa para annilingus - você pode negar o quanto quiser mas isso não tornaria stu menos tarado por sexo anal. vou guardar isso pro wild card...

e em você, acho que stu gostaria da bunda, ele é a definição de ass guy. as mãos enormes dele iriam cobrir as bochechas da sua bunda pra bater, apertar e amassar como se fosse massa de pão. ele também gosta de beijar e deixar chupões na sua bunda.

C = Cum ( qualquer coisa haver com porra )

treme muito quando goza, tem vários espasmos e vê tudo branco em suas retinas. stu se contorce e tende a ir ainda mais forte depois de gozar, ele sempre dá mais algumas estocadas finais mesmo quando vocês dois já estão satisfeitos e as vezes isso pode desencadear em outra rodada, ou ele fodendo você com o pau mole por mais uns cinco minutos até aceitar que já acabou.

e o aspecto e bem ralo, branco transparente e alguns pontos mais densos. o ponto ideal pra fazer aquelas cordas de porra, quando ele goza na sua boca e pede pra ver antes de você engolir, ficariam como cordas indo do seu da sua boca até a língua. o sabor é mais salgado do que amargo, quase nunca doce e ele gosta de gozar dentro, grande fã de creampie mas pode se contentar com gozadas na boca também. já disse que ele gosta de ver como ficou e quase sempre vem uma sessão de spanking depois de ver o que ele fez com você; uma sequência de cinco ou seis tapas na cara, ele também usa o pau pra bater na sua bochecha.

D = Dirty secret (seus pequenos segredos sujos )

mais um para a lista de garotos que não teriam vergonha de seus desejos sexuais estranhos, ele está disposto a tentar tudo e vai te contar as ideias malucas que ele tem. se você gostar então farão sem sombra de dúvidas, mas se sua reação for negativa então stu vai agir como se estivesse brincando e riscar a opção da sua lista mental de fantasias sexuais.

E = Experience ( qual de experiência tem? )

muito boa, só não acho que seja tão alta quanto a do billy. estaria ali entre 8 e 9 numa escala de zero até dez.

F = Favorite position ( auto explicativo )

qualquer posição que sua bunda fique pra cima ou na direção dele, as que vocês mais fariam seria cowgirl reverso, dooggystyle. stu realmente ama cachorrinho porquê pode puxar seu cabelo e bater na sua bunda o quanto ele quiser, sem contar que ele teria todo controle em todos os sentidos. constantemente puxaria você pelo pescoço pra juntar suas costas ao peito dele e te degradar por estar sendo tão submissa a ele.

e cowgirl reverso ele seria completamente apaixonado por conta da visão; você cavalgando no pau dele, jogando a cabeça pra trás pra gemer, sua bunda engolindo o pau dele todinho, ele iria amar tudo isso mas não consegue abrir mão do controle então essa posição será bem menos frequente do que doggy.

G = Goofy ( quão pateta pode ser, basicamente )

muito pateta! e não adianta negar, vir pra cima de mim com esse papinho de que só por causa da dominância dele esse garoto ficaria sério, coisa e tal; eu não vou cair nesse seu canto de sereia! stu macher é homem mais bobalhão que você algum dia chegará a conhecer e, como um hard dom, ele ficaria ainda mais idiota vendo você choramingando pelas torturas dele.

ele iria rir de você como se estivesse assistindo um filme de comédia - como se você estivesse com o rosto pintado de palhaço fazendo graça pra ele. idiota até na forma de falar com você, sendo arrogante e ignorante, te dando língua e "bullynando" você. stu puxaria seu cabelo como um valentão do fundamental e empurraria você pelos ombros antes de te puxar em direção a ele e te beijar com força, pra logo depois rir de novo da forma como você se derreteu nos toques dele mesmo depois de ter sido tão humilhada.

H = Hair ( quanto de cabelo tem? o tapete combina com as cortinas? esse tipo de coisa )

mantêm limpo, completamente carequinha e tals mas as vezes ele deixaria crescer, mais por preguiça de tirar mesmo, e seus pelos seriam da exata mesma cor do cabelo, e também não se tornaria grosso embora ele use gilete. também tem um happy trail que envolve o redor do umbigo descendo até a virilha mas raspa.

I = Intimacy ( aspecto romântico )

o mesmo de sempre, sabe?! antes de você stu teria uma vida sexual bem ativa até, com esses casinhos de uma noite ele pode ser meio seco e afins porquê ele tá ali só pelo sexo, sabe? mas se vocês estiverem em um relacionamento sério ele vai sim dar uns beijinhos em você, no seu rosto e nos seus ombros quando terminarem ou vai ter vez ou outra que ele vai ficar baunilha e pidão.

não faz cuidados posteriores porquê não é o tipo de romantismo que desperta nele mas ele se importa e mostra que se importa com algumas palavras doces e beijos na testa. "eu te amo, sabia? não sei porquê você está comigo quando eu sou um merda contigo. " e esse tipo de coisa.

J = Jack off ( headcanon de masturbação )

definição de punheteiro: stuart macher. preciso falar mais? olhe pra ele! se você não consegue ver o homem sacando o pau pra fora das calças todos os dias antes de dormir então não sei pra quem você está olhando mas definitivamente não é stuart macher! com ele não tem essa de começar devagar, ou provocar, se preparar... não. stu fecha os olhos e imagina seus próprios cenários sexuais, os mais depravados, nojentos, sujos e inacreditáveis que algum ser humano poderia pensar e se masturbaria o mais rápido que pudesse, ele também treme muito quando toca a si mesmo e tem muitos espasmos, fica o tempo todo de olhos fechados, com a cabeça jogada pra trás e a boca aberta.

também acho que ele recitaria algumas coisas que falou pra você na últimas vez que transaram, ou responderia as coisas que você está o dizendo na imaginação dele, como se fosse uma peça e vocês fossem os personagens principais em cena, tendo o diálogo mais picante do cinema, pra ele você é uma estrela de cinema.

K = Kink ( um ou mais de seus kinks/fetiches )

humilhação, annilingus ou qualquer envolvendo anal, dinâmica de escravidão, superestimulação, breath play, não me pergunte porquê mas hentai, voyeurismo e noncon. vamos lá.

a humilhação e a dinâmica de escravidão dele estariam diretamente ligadas quando vocês estiverem transando, quero dizer, a forma como você faz que os desejos dele se tornem os seus desejos apenas pra agrada-lo mexe com ele, sabe?! ele vai achar isso ridículo, ridiculamente quente e puta merda esse cara não iria se segura antes de expor o que pensa das suas atitudes de atriz pornô-brinquedo sexual. superestimulação e breath play também iriam caminhar lado a lado, stu faria você cair no seu quinto orgasmo seguido num intervalo de seis minutos e a mão dele estaria ao redor da sua garganta, segurando com tanta força que poderia te matar se ele quisesse, stu leve esse lance de te fazer gozar a sério, algumas noites que ele se sentisse mais safadinho que o normal ele iria te levar por horas, fodendo você sem parar e arrancando vários orgasmo de você, um a trás do outro as vezes, e ele nem precisaria gozar pra se satisfazer nessas noites, stu se sentiria satisfeito só pelos vários orgasmos e a visão de você se contorcendo no aperto de sua mão enorme em seu pescoço, stu não te polparia mesmo, chegaria um ponto que depois de cada gozada você sentiria dor de tanto contrair. noncon ativa nele quando está vestido de ghostface, não vamos fingir que ele não transaria com a casey se o billy não estivesse ali para o impedir, também pode ativar seu voyeurismo, sempre tem um jovem transando durante os filmes de terror e stu sempre pegaria no flagra porquê "regra número um: nunca, em hipótese alguma, faça sexo se não você já era! " e... sei lá, o stu parece o tipo de cara que iria tocar umazinha assistindo suas vítimas transando antes de atacar, ele obviamente assistiu billy tirando a virgindade da sidney aquela noite antes de ataca-la. e sobre o hentai, eu só acho que em uma modern day au ele seria viciado em hentai, não se limitaria a consumir só esse tipo de pornografia porquê, bem, estamos falando de stu macher, mas ele se sentia instigado, é diferente e chamativo, ele só iria se incomodar com as censuras e a forma como hentai é ridicularizado, porém se aproveitaria pra zuar randy de ser viciado em "porno de desenho animado" como se o pervertido em meninas japonesas peitudas não fosse ele.

L = Location ( lugares favoritos pra fazer )

qualquer lugar da casa dele tá bom. ele ficaria muito mais do que gratificado em ver seus pais fazendo uma refeição na mesa da sala de jantar ao se lembrar que ele já te comeu ali em cima uma dezenas de vezes.

e cada vez que ele passa por cada cômodo lhe desperta uma lembrança diferente, uma mais suja do que a outra.

M = Motivation ( o que lhes dá tesão, e tals )

literalmente qualquer coisa nesse mundo pode fazer esse homem ficar de pau duro...

N = No ( algo que não faria de forma alguma, broxante )

... e literalmente nada nesse mundo pode ser estranho o suficiente pra fazer esse homem broxar. com tanto que o pau dele entre em você em algum momento ele estará topando.

O = Oral ( preferência de dar ou receber, habilidades... )

claro que stu gosta de boquetes, me diga qual cara que não gosta, mas tipo, o lance dele é chupar buceta e pronto, foi pra isso que ele nasceu, pra sugar até a última gota de suco das bucetas das garotas. esse é um dos pouca momentos em que ele cala a porra da boca enquanto tá transando, ou seja, é a única hora em que ele não está te xingando por nenhum motivo.

grande fã de sentar na cara, assim como o randy, mas a diferença entre esses dois é que o ray gosta de submissão de ter uma deusa sentada na cara dela e o stu ficaria com um pé atrás por causa do título de dominador que ele tem na cama, mesma coisa com a posição favorita dele, ele deixaria de aproveitar pra poder ter o controle, claro que teriam suas excessões só que muito raramente, maioria das vezes estaria por cima de você, segurando duas pernas.

P = Pace ( rápido e rude, devagar e sensual...? ritmo, por assim dizer )

rápido e rude, não preciso me justificar sobre isso. stu até gostaria de ser romântico de vez em quando mas como já disse ele não consegue, é dele ser rude quando tá transando, é uma força maior que o impede. se você realmente só gostar de baunilha ou quer uma pausa de tanta transa agressiva ele pode se forçar a isso.

Q = Quickie ( opinião honesta sobre rapidinhas )

ama rapidinhas, mas tanto tanto tanto </3 provavelmente o maior fã delas, ele não poderia amar nada tanto quanto isso, é tão quente e gostosinho arg. stu estaria sempre ocupado em suas festas, tendo que dar atenção ao seus amigos e convidados mas nada pode o parar de uma pausa pra rapidinhas no quintal ou no banheiro, até ousaria em fazer isso em um dos quartos com a porta aberta, quando tivesse pouca movimentação no corredor, claro.

e ele diria coisas tipo "qualquer pessoa que passar vai ver como você é uma vagabunda boa pra mim, abrindo suas pernas tão rápido quanto eles abrem uma latinha de cerveja. " só que suas rapidinhas não teriam nada de rápido, vinte minutos se você contar a conversa fiada.

R = Risk ( quão arriscado isso pode acabar se tornando )

ele transa de porta aberta em uma casa cheia de gente, adora creampie, faz sexo bêbado e drogado com desconhecidos e não ironicamente quase te mata sufocada. não preciso falar mais nada.

S = Stamina ( quantas rodadas podem durar )

pode ir a noite toda, minha querida e seriam 20 minutos cada rodada mas quem está contando, isso não importa de qualquer forma, stu não iria dar uma trégua entre uma ou outra então a partir de algum momento a contagem iria se embolar. você pode pensar como várias rodadas de 20 minutos até o amanhecer, ou uma única rodada que dura horas e horas a fio.

T = Toys ( usam brinquedos? tem alguns? ect )

gosta de plug anal, só. sinto que em uma modern day au ele gostaria daqueles com a ponta de rabo de gato, ele iria te tratar como uma gatinha quando estivesse usando um. 90's stu se contente com a tradicional joia brilhante colorida, gosta principalmente das roxas – lowkey a cor favorita dele –, não o vejo curtindo muito o lance dos vibradores, ele tem pau e sabe como usar, vai foder a vontade de ter brinquedinhos sexuais pra fora de você como se fosse um demônio e ele fosse o exorcista.

U = Unfair ( quão provocante isso pode ficar )

o lance dele é superestimulação, não precioso dizer que ele é um provocador nato, não é?! sem contar o lance de ser dom, negador de orgasmos vez ou outra... mas não resiste por muito tempo antes de te dar o que você quer.

V = Volume ( gemidos barulhentos ou grunhidos quase inaudíveis? )

fala pra cacete, não consegue calar a boca se não estiver com ela em algum lugar. ele geme alto, descompassadamente, dizer que stu geme muito e fala pra caramba é quase um eufemismo, não para de dizer coisas sujas. seus gemidos são curtos e vem do fundo de sua alma pelo o que parece. é bem quente.

W = Wild card ( um headcanon aleatório, cartão livre pra criatividade )

eu estive escrevendo e pensando o que colocar nesse wild card até que escolhi que essa categoria em aberto seria usada pra falar da tara de stu por sexo anal, ele gosta tanto de comer cu que arg, chega a ser irritante o quanto ele insistiria por isso o tempo todo! não consigo tirar da cabeça que stu tem uma queda desgraçada por qualquer coisa envolvendo anal porquê DEUS OLHEM PARA ELE! tudo nele grita por isso, ele clama pra que você coloque sua bunda pra cima sem mais nenhum questionamento e o deixe se enterrar na sua bundinha.

qualquer sessão de oral que você esteja recebendo dele se tornará annilnilingus, ele não vai se conter antes de parar de chupar sua buceta, enfiar dois dedos dentro e começar a beijar sua bunda, lambendo e mordendo as bochechas até realmente lamber seu ânus e ele ficaria todo "você vai me dar o cuzinho hoje, né?! vai deixar de ser uma vadia arrogante do caralho e vai me deixar foder sua bunda apertadinha. é ainda melhor que a sua buceta, puta que pariu. " e ele também contaria pro billy quando você o deixasse comer, tipo "é cara, eu pedi e ela já tava abrindo as pernas pra eu colocar. porra, me deixa cheio de tesão só de lembrar daquele cuzinho apertadinho engolindo meu pau como ela fez com a garganta. [...] eu sei lá se ela era virgem! só sei que eu quero foder aquela bunda de novo. " (só queria mencionar que eu também acho que stu seguraria você como um brinquedo, não vou falar sobre isso mas vou deixar um foto do nosso maravilhoso doug van housen no final e vocês podem imaginar o que quiserem com isso ;)

X = X-ray ( basicamente como é o formato, tamanho, espessura e afins )

grande mas não enorme, de se chocar. enfim, de 15 ou 16 mole, chegando até 19 ou 20 quando estiver duro. torto pra esquerda, a cor bem mais morena do que o resto do corpo dele, cabeça mais fina, a pele também estranhamente macia.

Y = Yearning ( quão alto pode ser seu desejo sexual? )

bem alto, ele sempre tá com tesão, todos os dias da semana, mas consegue se satisfazer sozinho na maioria das vezes. transa com você sempre que pode, quando tiver oportunidade ele estará enterrando até as bolas dentro de você, nem precisa estar previamente excitado pra isso.

Z = Zzz ( quão rápido caem no sono? ) l

depois de tomar uma água, fumar e tomar um banho ele adormece. cerca de quarenta minutos depois, em média.