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writer-and-lover · 7 months

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Pro-Wrestling Novice

Kinktober day 5: Collaring | Sweat

Also contains handjobs, a kind of submissive Hugo Vega and brief mentions of other characters.

After that first time Hugo and you had play-fought in his little wrestling themed room, you’d made it a habit. Once a week, you’d go out to trivia night and order a charcuterie board for the both of you. Then you’d split the winnings with each other (splitting the discount for fixing your respective cars) and head to Hugo’s house. You’d spend most of the evening talking about anything and everything. You’ve pretty much told him the whole history of the elephantidae evolution tree and the different branches. And you’re sure he’s damn near memorised every single literature book detailing the most famous or underrated artists in each art era. He’d fallen in love with Asian elephants, calling them sweet old buddies so he could watch you smile. You’d fallen in love with Monet’s paintings and how Hugo seemed to be able to analyse every single paint stroke.

As the night went on and Ernest went over to Lucien’s house, you both made your way over into the beloved room. The biggest opening to Hugo’s heart. It was stunning, so much effort and dedication placed into such a dear thing. It brought wonder into your eyes every single time. There was enough space in the middle of the room for you both to play and wrestle as long as you both wanted. Both of you would always end up breathless in laughter, the joy of acting and getting to be so carefree with each other addicting. And it was great to learn so much about the sport, the history of it, the moves. Especially the moves.

Maybe you were just a pervert. Maybe what you felt for Hugo was more than just romance. You’re pretty sure he wouldn’t mind it either, you were both grown men, God’s sake!

But sometimes, just being close to Hugo made you feel hot. Dizzy. It made you feel gross in a way. And these little play sessions- You hate to admit it, but more often than not, you’d hope that you were a braver man. That you could ask Hugo for something more than just these cute dates and more on the lines of bend you over in half. Not that it would be safe. You’re sure your back would snap in half. You’d felt the strength in that man, especially during that one trivia night. The effortless way he’d picked you up from the pure joy of seeing those wrestling tickets.

So maybe when tonight you chose to wear something different with the excuse of having accompanied Matt’s young friend to a concert beforehand, you actually had less innocent intentions in mind. You’d asked Mary, rather shyly, what the best way to hint at a man into having… “relations” would be. Her suggestion, pretty crude if you may say so yourself, was essentially to throw yourself naked at him to finally “get a good fuck.” You then went to find Matt, and beg for his more sane advice. His good advice.

Which led you to tonight. Dressed up in tight, glossy, black leather pants and a black muscle hoodie. And a collar around your neck. It had been a very last minute addition, a sudden find that Matt had insisted you wore. Something about having known Hugo for long enough to know he’d like the look of it. You didn’t understand what would be so appealing about a collar, but you trusted Matt’s judgement. With a simple ring in the middle and about eight evenly placed d-rings, the collar seemed to you to be pretty basic. Something simple you’d bought when you were younger and stupider. The buckles and spikes were a plus, adding to your obvious punk/ska aesthetic. Cute. The whole outfit was simple enough to seem legit. Plus, you had promised to take Pablo. So it wasn’t an actual lie. But there had been no need for it.

With excited encouragement from Mary, Matt and Pablo, you made your way with Matt to the trivia night. To Hugo.

Hugo’s reaction had sent nerves through you at first. His wide eyes had been the first thing you’d noticed. The second being the way his back straightened more than it already had. It had felt almost like that first date you’d both gone to. His eyes never strayed from you, even as you both answered questions where you could. But every time you looked back at him, he looked away in such a cute, bashful way. He didn’t seem to eat a lot either, nearly half of the board being eaten by you. You’d have eaten more if it hadn’t been due to your nerves.

The walk back to his house had been fun, at least. Hugo’s nervous rushed speaking made you less anxious, ironically. You loved teasing him, playfully.

But when you got to the house, everything seemed to ease slowly. Maybe it was the familiar environment, or the many number of distractions. But Hugo eased considerably. Just like always, you both talked and talked and talked. Of silly little nothings, of the compositions of stars and how music could be translated into it. Until Ernest bravely stomped down the stairs and out the front door, with a simple goodbye wave.

The tension hit like a train. Hugo nervously grinned and guided you back to his wrestling room. You did your best to crack jokes once you got there, doing silly little stretches to make Hugo relax again. But Hugo seemed so distracted, gaze averted somewhere on you. But you paid it no mind. Once you deemed yourself sufficiently warmed up and stretched, you bounced on the balls of your feet.

“C’mon, J.D Slamminger. Show me some new moves!”

Hugo laughed, “you think you can handle the power of literature?”

And so the playfighting begins.

It lasts a long time, grunts and laughter filling the room at each others theatrics. But at some point, you realise that this is very quickly turning from innocent to a bit sexual. Hugo’s shirt is bunched up around his waist, the first few buttons having popped off after a particularly hard tug from you. His pants are riding low on his hips, giving you a sneaky glimpse to the edge of his underwear. You’d always noticed that Hugo seemed to have a very good amount of body hair. Now, it’s glaringly obvious. His chest and stomach are covered in the thick, dark strands. And he’s got a very unholy happy trail disappearing into the waistline of his trousers, and you really can’t help but wonder. Where else does he have this much hair? You’re both sweating gallons. But your eyes trace the way sweat drips down his neck and clings to his skin, to his chest hair-

He takes advantage of your distraction and lunges at you. It’s so damn sudden, that you can only yell as your world turns upside down in the matter of seconds. When you blink away the black spots in your vision, your breath gets stuck in your throat. Hugo’s face is right in front of yours, a crooked smile and effort squinted eyes staring at you in such pure innocent joy. His face is flushed, hair messy and matted down from the sweat pouring down his face. He’s pinning you down with all his weight, making you grunt. He’s incredibly good at this game, smart to see where you could definitely break out of the hold. You’re essentially half-pushed up against the wall, upper back resting against the cold material. His knees pin your hands to the floor, preventing you from pushing him off. But worst of all, he’s got your legs pinned right to your shoulders. Hell- you didn’t think you were still capable of bending like this, although your back is complaining. His hands are pushing up against the back of your knees, and despite how hard you try to kick off or push back Hugo is just too strong. It’s messing with your head-

“I- uh- don’t think this counts as a pin, Hugo,” you breathe out.

Hugo lights up, “you remembered! No it doesn’t, because your shoulders aren’t touching the floor.”

You tremble slightly in the hold, feeling sweat pour down your neck and gathering at the leather of your collar. Fuck, you must make a sight, your legs essentially framing the collar around your neck. You look up at him with half-lidded eyes.

“Then why- are you holding me down like this?”

His smile drops into a look of confusion, until it seems his brain catches up with him. And he seems to choke on his breath, hurriedly dropping your legs and letting you out the pin. He’s wringing his hands, so utterly nervous. Poor guy. You’d comfort him, but you’re still panting for breath on the floor. You let your face hand a bit, and your legs stretch out in front of you. Sweat drips off your face onto the floor in a disgusting puddle.

“L-look, I’m. I’m sorry, really. I hadn’t meant to put you in such an uncomfortable situation and I understand if you’re-”

“Hugo.”

“- mad at me or- or if you don’t want to come back! It was improper of me, to put you in such a weird position-”

“Hugo-”

“- I swear, it won’t happen aga-”

“Hugo!”

His mouth snaps shut, and he stares at you with the guiltiest puppy eyes. You stare back at him, unapologetic and unwavering.

“You know,” you whispered, “I’ve been wanting you to show me how to do a Rana pin.”

You were scared that maybe you’d gone a bit too far, but the look on Hugo’s face is worth the fear. You both know that he isn’t going to be teaching you any moves right now, and you know you wouldn’t be able to learn it anyways. So when comes back to kneel in front of you again, you’re expecting the tentative hands skimming over your skin. The touch is so soft, it sends subconscious shivers up your skin. He traces up your sides, rough hands wrapping around your shoulders and brushing up the curve of your neck. They pause at the edge of your collar, slipping two fingers gently under the leather and tugging. You breathe out a gasp, closing your eyes and letting your head drop backwards. His hands are restless but gentle, his right index hooked on the O-ring at the front. Hugo pulls you close by it, shyly bringing you in for a kiss. It’s pretty chaste and simple, until you playfully bite at his lower lip. He huffs, opening his mouth for you to slip your tongue in. The kiss gets deeper and more frantic. Hands clawing at each others clothes, hastily pulling them off each other.

Once you pull Hugo’s shirt off, you can’t help but sink your face into his chest. You nuzzle into it, relishing in the softness of his muscle and the scratchiness of his chest hair. He gasps, moving his hands down to squeeze at your sides. You lick at the sweat-addled skin, eyes fluttering at the taste of Hugo. You let out a sigh when Hugo’s hand moves past the waistband of your trousers and gropes at your sex. The whimper he lets out sends you dizzy with want. You’d forgone underwear all together, and you’re sure he can tell. His hand feels good despite how gentle and slow it is, so you buck your hips against it to get more friction. In exchange,, you bite and suck at his chest. Leaving marks that’ll eventually turn into bruises. Your hand sneaks down to Hugo’s formal trousers, unbuttoning them deftly and undoing the fly. You shimmy your own hand into his underwear, wrapping your hand around his dick and giving it a gentle squeeze. And God, he’s so sensitive, whining at the feeling of your dry hand around his dick. The sweat that had accumulated eases the slide a bit, but you still pull back to lick at your hand. It tastes salty, his sweat clinging to your hand. You make sure to let enough spit cover your hand, so when you wrap your hand back around Hugo’s dick it glides much more smoothly than before.

He’s desperate, rocking his hips weakly into your hand as you grind against his. You push your face further down his body, sucking at his nipples harshly and making him cry out. Although you can’t see his cock, you can feel veins wrapping around it as you pump it in the rhythm of his thrusts. It’s thick, enough to keep your fingertips away from each other. It’s a bit longer than average too. Soon, he curls up around you and spills into your hand. Shaking like a leaf ontop of you. You grind harder and harder into his hand. He kisses you, whimpering as he licks into your mouth with desperation. He pulls hard at your collar, thinning your breathing and making you come with a loud cry. You slump back against the wall and, as you stare at each other, you both begin to laugh.

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yanderefantasies · 4 years

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'M half baked here n wanna asked sum dream daddy hc of a fem obsetions? How and what are their personality?

Imma just say it now, I had to rewrite this 3 times so I’m not gonna lie, these might’ve turned out a little shitty. Sorry dude.

On the other hand, I’ll still be making the reader a male. Mostly because in game you play as a DAD that dates other DADS. Also, y’know, I wanna write mlm stuff too.

I have not written Damien any hcs on this since I already made them, so I’ll be skipping him in these. If you want to find his hcs just scroll down my blog a bit and you’ll find them.

Craig Cahn:

Craig holds the ‘best friend’ card over everyone. He uses the fact that he’s known you longer than everyone else against them. Craig knows you trust him, which is why he can hide his yandere tendencies better than everyone else.

He invites you to outings with him(though it’s more like a date in his eyes), he can gain your attention and affection easier, all because you put your trust in him the most. Craig will eventually start to initiate more intimate gestures, starting off with small things like having an arm around your shoulders, keeping a hand on your waist, to randomly holding your hand while you’re walking with him.

Mat Sella:

Mat is probably one of the dads that’s not good at hiding his intentions. His yandere tendencies are a bit more obvious than the other dads. But thankfully he knows when to appear more laidback, and chill. He’ll find a way to calm down his yandere side by sticking beside you whenever he can. Anytime you’re at a barbecue with the other dads, Mat will stay beside you the whole time.

If you ever go on your first date with him, he’ll try to learn as much about you as he can. The majority of the date will be making sure you’re having fun and everything, but also him asking subtle things to try and learn your interests.

Brian Harding:

Brian is a very hard yandere to pin. On one hand, he doesn’t show his yandere traits much, but on the other hand, in private, he’s a huuuge protective. Wich is odd since protectives are very obvious.

Besides that, Brian is the type to show off to get your attention. He wouldn’t start one-upping you, but rather the other dads instead. He’ll make them look bad, like they aren’t as good as he is for you. He won’t say it outright, but he wants to show off all of his accomplishments so he can show you how much of a good husband and second dad to Amanda he’ll be. He’s already such a great dad! And Brian likes to show that off to you.

Robert Small:

Robert is the most obvious out of all the dads. His protective and possessive traits are rather loud with him. Robert uses his intimidation against others, knowing what to do and say to get people to back off from you. He proposes himself almost as a guard for you. He wants to keep you protected, whether you really want him to do it or not.

Robert is also a very hands on type of guy. Rather than words, he’ll use action to get on your good side, and convince you to be with him instead. Not by threatening or hurting you(gods no, none of the dads would want to harm you.) but simply by working his way into your pants.

Hugo Vega:

Hugo is more of a manipulator, like Joseph. I mean, what do you expect? Hugo’s a teacher. Either way, Hugo would use sweet words to get on your side. And plant ideas into your head. He’ll convince you that everyone around you isn’t trustworthy, and that they’ll hurt you if he isn’t with you. You can’t trust anyone but him, he’ll say. Your friends will slowly start leaving you, people will begin to avoid you. All because of Hugo.

Soon, it’ll come to the point of you losing your trust in your family. The only person you could turn to is Hugo. And he’ll be waiting for you with open arms and a smile.

Joseph Christiansen:

Joseph uses his position and power over you. Like Hugo, he’s also the manipulative type of yandere. He’s a pastor for Christs sake! How could you not trust him? Not only that, but he also knows that he’s a good father on the outside.

He’s the type to use his kids to get on your good side. He’ll use them to convince you to be with Joseph, how you all will finally make the perfect family. With you as their second dad, and Amanda as their older sister! It’s perfect, really. Why would you even think to turn down Joseph? He’s got everything, and he can get you anything you wanted, it was perfect.

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