#keith x reader smut

[twobitsblade]

If you write for twobit can you pls write some dating headcannons for him? I love ur username btw!!

(yes, of course i can, and thank you so much! i feel like people don’t appreciate the creative genius that went into it enough.)

DATING TWO-BIT MATHEWS

✮ loves making fun of you and poking at you, especially if you’re the type to get really upset over it.

✮ in relation to the last one: whenever you cry, he laughs—not because he actually finds it funny, but because he just can’t control it.

✮ always insists that you dress up as minnie mouse while he goes as mickey for halloween, especially when you’re handing out candy together.

✮ the king of pda—he physically cannot resist keeping his hand in your back pocket or wrapping an arm around you in a chokehold while you’re out.

✮ constantly begs you to do your makeup, hair, and wear outfits that he likes (which are all hideous, by the way). but if you even suggest something for him to wear, he’s laughing in your face and making fun of you to the rest of the gang.

✮ lets you put makeup on him because he thinks it’s funny and loves how much it makes his kid sister laugh. every single time, without fail, when you announce that you’re “done!” in that sugary-sweet voice of yours, he immediately mimics you—“do i look like a pretty princess?”—batting his eyelashes dramatically. it always earns him a swat on the back of the head.

[invinciblewaffles]

Jealousy - Keith x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Keith Kogane x Reader, established relationship, Reader is a paladin.

Summary: Your looking for your secret boyfriend, but end training with Lance, Keith sees you guys fall into a compromising position, and he gets jealous which leads to making out.

Warnings: Making out

Word count: 1K

A/n: This is one of my oneshots from Wattpad so sorry if it's cringe but I will try to post them all on Tumblr. Comments, reblogs and likes are appreciated.

NOT PROOFREAD!!!

I got the image of Pinterest

Dividers from @enchanthings

Bored, bored, bored. You were sooooo fucking bored. Allura gave you the day off after a major mission and you had nothing to do. Normally, the paladins and you would all be occupied with training or some other stuff that you do when you're trying to end a 10,000-year war. But right now you had nothing to do.

With a heavy sigh, you got off your lazy ass and left your bedroom to find your boyfriend Keith. You’d been secretly dating for eight months now and you thought you were pretty good at hiding it. You both thought it'd be best not to tell the others because you wanted to make this relationship work on your own and not with the pressures of the team. You’d tell them when you were ready.

Anyway, you walked down the corridor of the Castle, the soft blue lights calming you and giving you a strange sense of comfort.

There were only a few places Keith normally was—either in his room, the Red Lion's hangar, or on the training deck. You decided to head to his room first. You stopped outside his door and knocked. "Keithhhhh, you in there? It's me, (Y/n)." No answer. He was probably training—that's all he did 24/7. You skipped along the corridor, humming a random song that was stuck in your head, until you reached the training deck door. It opened automatically, and you expected to see your boyfriend there, but to your surprise, you didn’t see the Red Paladin. Instead, you saw the Blue Paladin.

You waited for the training simulation to end before saying, "Hey Lance, have you seen Keith?"

He wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his sleeve before saying, "Hey (Y/n), nah, haven’t seen him, but why would you want to when I'm right here?" You giggled lightly at his stupid attempt at flirting.

"No reason, I just needed to ask him something," you said.

"Well he's not here, but do you wanna train with me?" he asked.

"Sure, why not, I'm bored as hell," you replied.

"Well, pretty lady, get ready for the most intense training sesh ever!" he said, with an extra bit of flare.

3 hours later Time skip brought to you by CORAN CORAN THE GORGEOUS MAN

You and Lance had been training for ages. Why did you agree to this? It was supposed to be your day off. You should’ve just said no and gone to find Keith. You stupid bitch, (Y/n).

Right now, you and Lance were sparring, after doing a "you vs. gladiator" sim. Lance was really good at long-range fighting, and you were good at short-range fighting. You had just knocked his bayard to the floor and were about to defeat him, but you made the mistake of turning your back to him—and next thing you knew, he kicked your feet and you fell to the ground, and he pinned you there.

You were both breathing heavily, not saying anything. His knees were on either side of you and he had both your hands pinned to the floor next to your head. What the hell was happening? You didn’t like this at all—you felt uncomfortable with Lance on top of you.

"Lance?"

"Mhm?"

"Do you mind?"

"Do I mind what?"

"Lance, get the fuck off me."

"Ohhh shit, yeah, my bad."

Lance rolled off you, then stood up and put out a hand to help you up. You were just about to take it when a rather loud and overexaggerated cough interrupted you. Keith. Fuck. How much of that did he see? You didn’t want him to get the wrong impression of what just happened.

You stood up quickly and brushed the dust off your clothes. You looked at Keith—jaw clenched, arms crossed, leaning against the doorframe—and he had this terrifying look in his eyes, one that showed he wanted to kill Lance right now. Lance, completely oblivious to everything, opened his big mouth and said, "Heyyy Keith, man, (Y/n) was looking for you earlier. Don’t know why when I’m clearly so much better," with a cocky grin. Keith just glared at Lance, while you stood frozen, scared for what was going to happen next.

"Whoa, man, you good?"

"Yup."

"Really? You don’t seem like it. You’re doing some weird thing with your face."

"Fuck off, Lance!" Keith snapped.

Lance took a step back and leaned over to you—not that close—and loudly whispered, "Someone needs to take a chill pill." You awkwardly chuckled. "Okay, well I’m hungry. I’ll catch you guys later." And with that, Lance skipped out of the room, leaving you and Keith alone.

You decided to break the silence. "Keith, I—" But you were cut off by a pair of lips crashing onto yours.

This kiss was different from the others—it was heated and rough. He pinned you to the wall. You moaned softly into the kiss and tangled your fingers in his soft, raven-black hair. He nipped at your bottom lip, clearly wanting access, and you gave it to him. Your tongues collided and fought for dominance, and Keith ended up winning. His tongue explored your mouth as his hands ran up and down your body. They trailed to the hem of your shirt and slipped underneath. His large hands, always wearing those leather fingerless gloves, groped your breasts. You moaned, tugging at his mullet, but soon realized—you were still on the training deck.

"Keith..." you pulled away from the kiss, breathless.

"Yes beautiful?"

"We’re... we’re still on the training deck."

"So?"

"So?! Anyone could just walk in and see."

"Let them. That way, everyone will know you’re mine. Especially Lance." He growled as he kissed your neck and bit it, definitely leaving a mark. That’s when it clicked in your brain. He was jealous. Keith Kogane—the team’s hot-head, the one who acts like he doesn’t care about anyone—was jealous over you.

"Wait, Keith... were you jealous?" He just grumbled something you couldn’t hear and buried his face deeper into the crook of your neck, continuing to mark you with hickeys. You moaned softly and just enjoyed Keith’s touch on your body.

God, you were in for a long night.

[sturnstars5]

sexy playlist-matt sturniolo

“oh, fuck matt-” you moaned as matt’s dick pounded into you at what felt like the speed of light.

one of the girls by the weeknd blared out of the speaker connected to matt’s phone, which was one of the only noises you could hear over skin slapping and your whimpers.

matt insisted that playing music while having sex would “heighten the experience”. you didn’t believe it up until now, but the euphoric feeling crashing over you was proving matt’s theory to be true.

“mm, fuck sweetheart, you’re doin’ so good f’me.” matt grunts.

the tip of his dick is pounding into your cervix, bruising the sensitive spot already. it hurt so good, the way it stung as you clinger onto him for dear life.

matt grabbed your neck in his hand, squeezing just hard enough to assert his dominance but not enough to hurt you.

the next song to play was me and your mama by childish gambino, which only made matt go faster and rougher on you.

the sudden change in pace made you clench around matt even harder, and you could feel yourself needing an orgasm.

“m-matt, m’ gonna come!” you cry out, your voice barely being heard over the loud music.

“come all over me sweetheart, you’ve earned it.”

the words that left matt’s mouth made the tight knot that had formed in your stomach release, causing you to secrete your juices all over matt as he released his own, your pussy milking him dry.

matt pulled out slowly, carefully going to get a warm washcloth from the bathroom.

as matt wiped your sensitive area down, put your head on my shoulder by paul anka came on. you and matt both loved this song.

matt carefully laid down beside you, wrapping his arms around you and being careful to avoid the sensitive spot between your legs, he gave you a kiss on the forehead as you drifted off to sleep in his arms.

the playlist worked wonders.

a/n I LOVE THIS!!! when chris mentioned matt’s sexy playlist i knew i had to write about it.

here’s the songs i used:

[poeticghostbaby]

terrible year so far

but then i remember fanfiction exists

….

life ain't so bad now

[iloveboysinred]

Hii, I love your Keith content 😔🙏🏻

Can you do Keith and Reader almost getting caught by one of the other Paladinsss I would actually burst

thank you anon bub <3 i'll always write for keith just for heartys like you (pls don't explode??)

but let's get into this ask real quick! you all already know that in my mind, Keith is a quickie feen. An impatient one, if we're being exact.

it wasn't rare to be bent over or folded up in the most open of places.

Which is why you don't really think twice about being bent over right on the kitchen counter, plates and cups scattered around after what was supposed to be a 'quick midnight snack'.

You're gripping onto the counter for dear life, biting your lip raw as Keith slides in and out of you. Your bodies are loud, the wet sound of dewy, sweat-slicked skin slapping together as his hips drive into you over and over and over again, stuffing you full until your legs wobbled from the strain of trying to hold yourself in place.

Keith's trying to keep quiet, holding his shirt between his teeth and swallowing his own moans. He knew this was risky, he knew the both of you would never live it down if you got caught--but when your plush walls squeeze around his aching dick tighter, sucking him into your warmth with little to no resistence, he finds that he almost doesn't give a fuck who sees you.

almost

Footsteps and low murmur's way down the hall drag you out of your pleasure induced haze, your eyes widening in alarm as you turn back to look at Keith, panicked when he didn't relent, instead gripping your hips tighter and pulling you down to grind into you, his tip pressing into your nerves so deliciously you almost swallow your own tongue to conceal your sounds.

"Keith" you panted placing your hand on his abdomin, as far as you could reach to still his movements. "Someone's coming. stop."

a fun fact about the castle is that everything echoes. You can never really gauge how far someone is from you until they're right around the corner becaue the footsteps echo so loudly. A plus on those rare occasions where someone sneaks into the castle, but a negative when you're in a predicament such as this.

Keith leaned over you, so close his chest pressed up against your back. He nipped at your ear, his warm breath fanning over the side of your face in low pants. "do you really want me to?" he didn't move, but you could feel him inside. He was filling you so well, his body hot and pressed against yours..

you knew you should've said no. especially when the footsteps sounded a whole lot closer than they were a minute ago. But the less rational part of your brain (the horny part) was louder than your better judgement. You rolled your hips back into him, feeling like he's been standing still for too long. way too long.

"No" you whined, bouncing and gridning against his lap the best you could manage with his weight still on you. "Fuck it, just be quick."

famous last words.

Keith nipped the side of your neck in appreciation. his hips started up again, this time quicker in tempo almost as if he was making up for the precious seconds you both wasted trying to make up your minds. He reaches between your legs, stimulating you until you saw white, your legs shaking from the exlilerating shocks of pleasure shooting through your body, your stomach clenching with the effort of swallowing the wanton moans you so desperately want to release. You dont even get to bask in the afterglow before you see Hunk's silhouette just a step away from entering the kitchen.

Before the light flickered on, Keith quickly pulled your sleep shorts up, tucking himself hastily away in his pants. When the lights turned on, you looked a mess, Your hair dishevled and Keith's clothes crumpled and hanging off his body. Hunk regarded you with a brief look of confusion.

"why were you guys just sitting in the dark?" he mumbled, eyes barley open in a sleepy daze. "oh! we um..forgot to turn the lights back on?" "yeah..we just came in here just to get some water. " a lame excuse, but how else could you explain yourselves? "oh. okay.." Hunk didn't question you further, simply grabbing a glass from the counter and turning the lights off on his way out, quietly commenting about the mess and bidding you both goodnight. You let out a sigh of relief, turning towards Keith who wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his body. "let's go back to my room" he muttered against the crown of your head. "i'm not done yet."

horndog Keith for the win fuck all that shy shit

[jazziejax]

Kelvin Harrison Jr, Geffri Maya, Emmy Raver-Lampman, Woody McClain, Keith David and MORE!!!!

I don’t know what this is but I love it already and I need it NEOW!!! Kelvin and Woody?!?!? On my screen?!? GIVE IT TO ME!!!

Please tell me you guys aren’t the only ones freaking out?? PLEASE! Is it because I’m a film nerd? Maybe I should start doing my media analysis on here, because that is my bread and fucking butter, baby. The anticipation of what a masterpiece this could be is already killing me!!!

[spookysanta]

i have an idea to create a series of drabbles based on tweets... like the interpretation of something like these.

it'd be for all the muses, not just michael or aaron. but i'm curious about how y'all would feel about it...

[janicekao]

Perfectly Made

Pairing:Bill Skarsgard x Black oc Summary: A young woman who has had her fair share of meeting people gives up on the pointless dating apps and opts for a personal android companion who has some interesting wiring. Warnings:#Android #S3x-Bot #R0ughs3x #Cr3amp1e #Dom&FemSub #FanFiction #DarkRomance #Smut #Br33dingKink #18+ #Toxic etc. 7968 words Wattpad link

Enjoy my babies <3 ------------------------------------

New York has been more rainy than usual. And with rain, comes the immense pressure of feeling alone being that you're stuck in the house by yourself.

Twenty-six year old Holly Marie Jennings is no stranger to loneliness. But being in her late twenties, she's also had her fair share of dating and extroverted activities. Although a fan of dating, and a huge fan of sex, she's absolutely through with the repetitiveness of dating. The swiping right, matching, twenty-one questions, getting to know each other, and polite banter�� all just to realize that after a few dates you aren't compatible after all.

With casual dating being the biggest scam in history, Holly has made the decision to spend all of her hard-earned money on something that will keep her content... a man, a man perfectly made just for her.

After a wet day of grocery shopping, Holly comes home to her newest buy getting soaked on the steps of her porch. Her android boyfriend by the famous scientist Marco Nanimo has finally arrived after a month of shipping, and being that the robot is the most expensive thing she's ever brought, she wants it into her house and out of the rain as soon as possible.

As Holly drags a box that is far bigger than herself inside, she becomes full of excitement knowing how life-like her android will be being that he's already as heavy as a real man. From the online assessment, product development, and extremely long shipping, she knows that once she opens this box whatever she lays her eyes upon will be one hundred percent worth the money.

Crashing to her kitchen floor beside the box, Holly takes a moment to catch her breath. The cardboard is soaked and full of unnecessary damage as if he were already opened or had gone through shipping-hell... she only can hope that her android is unharmed. As her energy regains, Holly opens the already tattered box and lays eyes on her new literal boy-toy. The android looking as human as ever lays in a bed of packing peanuts with his eyes closed. He looks as if he were an angel asleep, peacefully still with a gorgeous physique, chestnut hair, and full pouty lips.

When described the type of bot she wanted in the online assessment, all that she asked was that he'd come tall, strong, a slim-muscular build, olive skin, and brunette or blonde hair... but this— this far exceeded her expectations.

The android is well above six feet tall. He nears six-five and almost two-hundred pounds, his brunette hairstyle is handsomely cut with matching body hair that isn't too much or too little. Holly's eyes travel down his handsomely long frame, eyes growing at the image of his manhood. Laying nude in this box takes her breath away at the sight of him being more than well-endowed. Even flaccid he seems to be large, maybe larger than she's ever taken, however he is cut and slightly curved in a way that makes her mouth absolutely water.

Far too overwhelmed, Holly stacks a small pile of styrofoam across his groin to protect whatever dignity they have left. Beneath his right thigh are directions. Holly sighs in relief, glad to see that there are instructions and that she won't have to guess the whole way through. Her fingers run across the tip of the singular page of instructions, there's two tiny holes there as if it were stapled to more pages, however, as she searches for the rest, they aren't anywhere to be found— must've been torn and lost in transit somehow.

After scanning a few introduction paragraphs, she finds the first steps and decides to begin. "To power up, pump android's chest as if performing CPR." And so she does. Holly sits onto the lap of her android with her knees knelt on each side of him as she places her hands together and begins to pump.

1...

2...

3...

After three pumps, the android awakens. A gasp falls from her lips as large green eyes stare back at her, she didn't think that he could get any prettier, but here he has already surprised her again.

With a sudden grasp to her waist, the android sits up in his box. The action causes Holly to place her hands on top of his strong shoulder blades for stamina as his hold on her presses her further against his chest. Chest to chest, she even begins to blush. The android studies his new user's face, eyes softening as if he is already captivated by her appearance.

An inch apart and close enough to kiss, Holly can't believe the wind of his breath that crosses her flesh, the feel of his skin, and the warmth of his body... He's so real, and he's all hers.

Unsure of what to say, Holly scrambles to flip to the back of the singular page of instructions, praying for a second step before she melts in his arms. "Uhm— sorry, just give me a minute."

"Hello." The android speaks. "Please introduce yourself with your name, and then please assign me a name for myself."

"Oh!" Holly sees that his high-quality setup might not be so difficult after all. "Well, my name is Holly... And for you, your name can be— I don't know, Derrick maybe? Or-Or Jonathan? No, it should be something simple, easy to remember."

"Bill." A light bulb goes off in the midst of her extremely confused mind. "That's right, your name is Bill."

...

Holly sighs. "Bill, I don't even know where to start with you..."

He smiles with a polite chuckle. "What do you mean? We've already started. Tell me about yourself, Holly. How can I serve you as an AI companion?"

She lifts herself from his lap and gives Bill a hand to stand. As he takes her assistance, he stands and nears the ceiling... hovering over her in a way that makes her seem more doll-like than he is.

"Wow." With a craned neck to look up at him, she can't imagine the fun that they are soon to have being that his cock nears the height of her belly-button.

Clearing her mind, she becomes able to finally answer his question. "Well Bill, if I'm honest, I bought you to become my— my boyfriend. I know, I sound pathetic but it's such an annoying and difficult task to get to know someone over and over again on these dating apps, then having a shitty time together, and have to repeat it all over again with another stranger. I want to skip all of that. All of the formalities, the 'hey, how are you doing?' texts... I want something real with someone who will be mine, all mine."

"Then why start with boyfriend? Does husband sound better?" Bill asks, curiously reading every inch of his new user's body language.

She blushes, actually stirred by being flirted with by a robot. "It sounds perfect, actually. Can we just do it like that? Can we really skip the whole dating thing and be— companions?"

"We can do whatever you want, Holly." Bill steps his bare feet completely out of the box, shaking any extra packing peanuts off of him. "Let's shape my personality to cater to your needs. What are the traits you'd like me to have and follow?"

"Uhm... Well, I'd like you to be my best friend." She begins, "I wish for you to be gentle, sweet, warm, and understanding. I'd like you to share my interests and be a good listener... Other than that, I think I want to play things by ear. Maybe without too many rules, what we have can feel more real... ya know? Are you like— able to do that? Sometimes respond in ways of your own?"

"As in fill in the blanks?" He asks, voice deep and warm like honey. "Yes, Holly. With my artificial intelligence database, I'm constantly evolving and learning. Holly, I can do and be all that you want, and more."

Holly watches in disbelief. "Bill, you are absolutely incredible." She smiles. "Come on, let me give you a tour of the house and uhh— get you some clothes while we're at it."

———

Just as promised, in four short days Bill has picked up on things and paid more attention to Holly in ways that none of her ex-boyfriends ever could.

From cuddling her and treating her like a princess, to sharing each other's humor, and consistent laughs. Bill has it all.

With his AI intelligence, he's quickly created his own personality, constantly surprising Holly with interesting conversation and unique actions... Even being such a gentleman by cooking her favorite meals and handling all of the house's chores. She hasn't had to take the garbage to her bins in days. He's extremely helpful, and even on the days that she is feeling down and out, he spoils her with longing hugs, kisses, and consistent reassurance. Bill is all that she's ever wanted, and it's the most fun she's had in years.

Although he continues to learn more about Holly to give her the AI experience of a lifetime, Holly has been doing the same with him. So far she has learned that although he can cook, he doesn't eat or drink, and when he goes to sleep for the night, it's at her command to 'power down' and he simply recharges right beside her. At night, cuddled into his arms is one of her favorite parts of the day. Impressed with his body warmth and the imitated sound of a human beating heart in his chest, he feels more real than any human could standing right in front of her.

"Should I pour more?" Bill continues to spoil his 'wife' with her favorite red wine on their fourth night of dinner spent together.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" Holly flirts and allows him to fill up another inch.

He chuckles. "I do enjoy seeing you relaxed, my love. Come on, that tv show you like is coming on in an hour, let's move this to the couch."

With a slight tipsy-wobble in her step, Holly agrees, joining Bill in his strong arms as they light candles in the living room and plop onto the couch.

Swirling her glass of red, she watches her newest beau flip through channels on the television to find her favorite show and how he wraps her in the couch's throw blanket... Everything he does is so very catered to her, Holly can't help herself from taking her eyes off of him tonight.

"What is it?" Bill grins. "Something on your mind?"

She watches his lips closely, becoming heated by either the wine or the way each word leaves his tongue like butter. "I just want to— I want to kiss you."

Although he's her property and an inanimate object, it's still mind boggling the way that he can make her so nervous to the point of asking for his consent. "So kiss me then, Holly."

With a gentle lean, Holly connects with Bill through a gentle kiss. She unintentionally makes it clear that she wants more, he chuckles, "come here."

The soft demand has her stirring in her seat. Holly does just that, coming closer to him she presses her body against his chest and accepts the tongue kiss that Bill pushes onto her.

As Holly places a hand to his chest, Bill's strong fingers begin to roam all over. He makes her purr under his touch as his fingertips creep down her spine and lightly grip on her ass. Their heated kiss has him drawing her nearer, fingers now lowering her bra straps on each side of her shoulders as he laces her flesh with his sweet love bruises.

Falling slave to his touch, Holly drops her glass of wine to the hardwood floors as her eyes roll back in her skull and her mind disconnects with the actions of her body. Never has she felt a touch so deeply, so breathtaking. As her delicate hand continues to roam down his sculpted abdomen, her touch ends in his lap where he clearly has a heightened reaction to their display of affection.

"How?" Their lips smack apart as Holly becomes confused by the hardening of his cock.

"Aren't you initiating sex?" He asks.

The question catches her off guard, almost too embarrassed to answer him. "Y—Yes..."

He nods, "I thought so... Holly, I'm fully equipped and I'm prepared for it. I can't wait to give you satisfaction."

The dark-cotton shirt from around his body suddenly comes from around his head. Shirtless, Bill awaits her next command.

"I want you to take full control." Watching her handsome android strip out of his clothes makes her absolutely feral with lust. "Fuck me— use me like your slut."

With a gentle caress to her cheek, Holly is sure that he can't do it. She programmed him to be gentle and kind. As she waits, Holly is sure that the dominant rough sex that she craves tonight is something he won't be able to deliver... of course until the gentle caress becomes a harsh grasp around her throat.

"Take your fucking clothes off." Holly gasps from the sudden force around her throat and the darkening of his wide green eyes.

Too shocked to follow his directions, Bill does it for her. Using his free hand to tear down her panties beneath her house gown and tearing the silk robe-tie open to reveal the flop of her breasts.

Loosening the grasp around her throat, he becomes amused by the sound of her fragile gasps of air and gentle moaning as he manhandles her. His fingers force themselves between her ungodly thick thighs, curling through the lips of her cunt as they come back wet and syrupy. "You're so fucking wet, Holly. All this for me? Huh?" He takes his digits to the bed of his tongue before kissing her again, letting her have a taste of how sweet she really is.

Goosebumps riddle her skin everywhere that he watches, his eyes glue to the large perky breasts bumping against his chest and the way that she writhes her hips against him, yearning for anything on his body to tease and please her.

"So needy aren't you baby?" His soft tone of pure taunting creates a waterfall between her thighs, she nods with haste, begging for a merciless fuck before she implodes.

Bill lowers his slacks and briefs until each of their clothes are in a mess of a pile nearing the stain of wine on the floorboards. He shoves her into the couch, getting a good look at what she looks like eye-level with his long cock that stands towards her lips. "You like kissing so much, don't you? So kiss that."

Tears of shame and a disgusting loss of self respect flows down her cheeks, not only does she want to kiss the handsome cock but she wants to memorize the feeling of its every curve and vein against the back of her throat. She wants him to fuck her face until she's a mess of tears and slobber, however, it wouldn't do much for the tightening spring plaguing her in the midst of her core.

Holly kisses his cockhead, allowing him to ram his entire length down her throat with a grip to her coily afro. He chokes her with his thick dagger in four deep strokes, just enough to lube his erection for what they both really want— earth shattering, filthy sex.

Lifting her as if she were weightless, Bill places her in the corner of the couch cushions, angling her legs around his waist as he stretches her apart for another glance at Holly's plumped womanhood, drenched in arousal and inviting. "Please." She begs, overwhelmed with the need to be full of cock and fucked numb. "Bill, baby please fuck me."

He breaches her tight entry with cockhead as his brows furrow and jaw laxes from the snug fit. As for Holly, being split in two has never felt better, needing to know and desperate to feel him bottoming out against her hilt and the way his sack will bounce off her ass. "More!"

Tightly against her, Bill's large body splits her thighs further apart. His demolition begins with thrusts that nearly knock the framed photos from off of the walls. With a fierce grasp to each sides of her hips, Holly watches Bill hammer into her, in disbelief that her tiny frame can even take all that he's giving her. "Mmm-uhh!!" She complains over the fact that she just can't keep up. "Fuck, Bill!!! I'm gonna— ah!" His lips are tight and teeth are gritted as he gives it his all, wrecking her canal and molding her to his exact shape... Making sure that with him around, there won't ever be another cock that she could ever prefer.

With indecent gropes to her tits, Bill amuses himself with the soft puffiness of her tawny areolas. Programmed to be infatuated with the buxom minx, his hardware must be working on overdrive from the way she has him beyond enamored. He feels his peak approaching as his sack draws up beneath him, working tirelessly he needs to make sure that his sweet Holly gets hers before he gets his. From the touch of her breasts, Bill finds his way across her plush belly to the mound between her thighs that he continues to pound cock into. His thumb presses at her clit where his strumming begins, Holly's back arches from off the couch cushions and her pleads become inaudible moans.

The lewdness of his wet sloshing through her cunt comes to a slow place as Holly's walls begin to flutter and clench around him. She becomes impossibly tight and soaks his pubic hair as her climax rains upon him. "Fuckkkk." He complains as the grip on her greedy pussy causes him to fall over the edge. "So good for me baby, my god. Keep going, keep fucking squeezing me slut."

With eyes half-lidded and fucked to a pulp, Holly awakens when a familiar eruption occurs... Bill's final plow is a criminal plunge against her cervix where ropes of cum are shot into her womb. Holly gasps, soon cut off by a moan and a second  cum when the hot seed fills her to the brim and lays claim over her cunt. "Wait!! No way. Did you just— you just—"

"Ejaculated." Bill pants and becomes weak against her body.

Confused about the extreme realism, Holly begins to freak. "Yeah no shit! What is it?"

Bill rolls off of her, lips parted as he heaves overly-pleasured and exerted breaths. "Non-toxic synthetic solution to mimic male ejaculation, should I turn this setting off, Holly?"

"No. I just—" Her worry leaves her with a small chuckle. "Sorry, it just felt so real. I'm ovulating right now... nearly freaked out thinking that you got me pregnant or something. You see, morning-after pills don't work for women who are ovulating, I'm just glad I don't have to worry about things like that anymore."

Bill grins, slowly beginning to kiss at her sore belly that just recently had been bulging with the shape of his cock. His kiss reaches further to the fat warm cunt full of his synthetic cum, he swipes a stripe of tongue through her sensitive folds and Holly breathes out gently. "Holly my love, with me, you don't have to worry about anything ever again. Now tell me, where do you want me this time?"

———

As day five approaches, Bill and Holly become even more inseparable. The night after their first fuck was spent with more of the very same events. Busy with steamy pastime to the point of Bill's exhaustion, Holly's shaken legs, and thighs covered in loads of pearly pleasure.

"Baby, please! I have to go!" Holly giggles into his lips this morning as Bill continues to pull her by the waist into his addictive kiss. "And you need to get dressed too! My sister Melissa is going to watch you until my interview is over, so I need you to behave!"

"I just wish we could crawl back in bed, watch you lose yourself on the bed of my tongue for a little bit..." His dirty talk has Holly biting her lip and wondering if getting a job is really that important after all. But she knows that she has to make this interview... After spending thousands of dollars on her android, she needs a better job to keep up with all the bills.

She hates to decline his offer, but regardless of her lovely new husband, life must still go on. "Although I'd love to take you up on that, it'll just have to wait honey."

"And babysitting me?" Bill continues to try and coerce her into staying home with him. His mouth finds the crook of her neck, bringing her to explicit moans and failing knees. The only way he keeps her propped up in his strength is the vulgar grip on her ass against her interview's pencil-skirt, a grip so deep that his digits seep through the lips of her clothed cunt. "Haven't I proven to you how much of a man I truly am?"

"Yes, more than you realize." She becomes weak in his embrace.

"Good girl." He coos, causing her to lose herself even more. "And, I'm programmed to be a thirty-five year old man. So I think I can handle staying home by myself."

"And I'm sure you can!" Holly exclaims, realizing on her wristwatch that they are becoming far too late for the interview. "But I just worry that you'll get stuck somewhere or something. Listen we have to leave! Bill, honey, I just want to be sure you're always safe. Just comply for me— please!"

The android sighs and follows the commands of his user. "Fine baby, I'll go and get dressed if that's what you want." 

Holly chuckles with a heart warming smile that could even win over the heart of a machine-man. "You're the best sweetie, thank you!"

———

Hand in hand as they enter Holly's sister's job, Melissa's eyes widen at the sight of Holly's new man. "Wait, he's the Nanimo android?!"

Holly chuckles, "I know right!!!"

"I heard about these robots... Super lifelike and at first were being used for Space exploration to send back data about how humans would react on different planets. I just didn't know they'd be so hot!" Melissa continues to circle the couple and soon stops at the sight of her sister. "Holy shit, a damn android has you glowing like this? Holly, you look so happy."

She blushes. "I am happy— well, we are happy." The comment makes Bill smirk, full of pride to be Holly's companion.

Melissa runs a boutique part time in Manhattan for some big time designer, luckily today the store is clear and Melissa can keep an eye on Bill as she tends to the register. "Melissa, I really appreciate you looking after Bill for me. I have this interview down the block for desk services at this swanky hotel and I'm running late. Just text me if you need anything! Oh, and if the whole android thing begins to freak you out, just tell him to 'power down' and he'll sleep until I come back and wake him up. Okay?"

Melissa shrugs, already scanning through a magazine as she rests behind the register. "Sounds good to me Sis, good luck!"

Unfamiliar of his surroundings and being away from his user, Bill takes a seat nearby and has light conversation with Holly's sister to use up some of their time.

"Hey, who's this?" After a half hour of talking, Melissa and Bill are interrupted by the owner of the boutique.

"Who?" Melissa chuckles. "Don't you mean what?"She continues. "This is a robot worth eighty-Gs, a Nanimo android, AKA my sister's new fuck-bot."

"Holly?" The boss frowns. "She's such a cute girl, what in the hell does she need with a sex-bot?"

"It's more to it than that..." Melissa sighs. "My sister has always had to make things difficult in life, even when it comes to dating. Now she's at an interview hoping for a new job since she spent all of her money on— him."

"Well speaking of a sex-bot..." Melissa's seventy-year old shop owner begins to prod her with his erection from behind. "I've taken a few Viagra and wanted to see how much you really wanted that ten-dollar raise."

The man flips the opened sign on the door to closed. "Tell me Melissa, can I be your sex-bot?"

Melissa grinds herself further against her sugar daddy's lap. "You want this pussy? Well I want the hourly raise and my allowance boosted to three-thousand a month."

He lifts Melissa's skirt and lowers her panties. "Mmm, would you look at that ass. How about we add a Rolex to that too?"

She bites her lip with a nod bending over the register to be pounded by a man who could be her grandfather. "Bill..." She gulps. "Power down."

As directed, Bill powers down and drops his head as his system goes on rest.

The backshots begin as Melissa lets the old man fuck her for money, having to give the sugar part of the deal to her sugar daddy if she wants her allowance to continue to grow.

The old man smiles deviously as he uses the young woman like a whore. He takes pride in knowing that she'll do whatever he asks of her, and always will have the upper hand in the say adds to his kink. Fuck-bots can come in many different ways, for some in the form of a silicone dummy, and for others in the form of a twenty-eight year old girl thirsty for status and cash.

Melissa's hair becomes a wild mess as she continues to grow even more disgusted with herself about what she is willing to do to keep up this Upper Eastside lifestyle she's determined to live, but she also knows that Red Bottoms and Prada don't come cheap. As her boss continues to drill into her, Melissa gasps at the sudden eye contact with Holly's bot... Not only did Bill ignore Melissa's command to power down, but he watches with what seems to be a sinister smirk at his lips. "Bill!" She shouts through exasperated breaths. "I said power down!"

...

She again goes ignored.

"Wait, we have to stop!" Melissa's skin crawls with the embarrassment of the entire act and Bill's way of staring without even a blink! "The android! He's watching— I need you to stop."

"So let it watch!" The old man's arthritic fingers dig deeper into Melissa's bare hips. "If you want everything that I promised you, you'll shut your goddamned mouth and quit stopping me, understand?"

Melissa's face becomes smashed against the register's keys as her sugar daddy arches her in an even further stance, smacking her ass like a prized pony. Tears flood her cheeks as she watches Bill for the remainder of the time and he watches back just as attentively. "Yes..." Her soul breaks. "I understand."

As an hour or more passes, Holly is back from her interview with excellent news. She can't wait to share the fact that she was hired for the job, but being that ever since Melissa's quickie ended, she's been trembling like a leaf on a tree and Holly has to make sure that she's alright. "I got the job— Melissa? Are you okay?"

Standing from his chair, Bill meets Holly at the door with congratulatory kisses. He tilts her chin to meet his kiss. "I'm so proud of you baby, I just knew you would impress them."

Her cheeks redden from his kiss, she watches up at her tall husband as his eyes darken with arousal and his grip becomes tighter on her waist. "Thank you, honey." She giggles slightly from the known fact of once they are finally home, they'll be all over each other once again.

"Can I have a word?" Melissa trembles with a second glance at Bill. "In private, please?"

Holly frowns in curiosity. "Yeah sure... Bill, power down." As his head drops and his body becomes motionless, Holly continues carefully. "Melissa? Is everything alri—"

"Take him back." Holly is quickly cut off by her sister's irrational fear. "Something's wrong with him! I had a— a male friend of mine come over, and well— we decided to have a quick fuck. I asked Bill to power down, and it was like he faked it!!! Right in the middle of the act, I turn to him and notice him watching the whole time. I tried the command twice after that, and he still never stopped watching."

"That's ridiculous Melissa." Holly scoffs. "Look at him! I just used the command on him and he's out like a light! Are you sure you used it correctly?"

"Yes I'm sure!" The sister becomes enraged. "Do you think that I'm some liar?!? Holly, I'm telling you exactly what happened! Look— I'm afraid his system is hacked or something! Maybe even a glitch, but he's not safe. You need to send him back to be rebooted and fixed!"

"Send him back?!" There isn't any getting through to Holly. "Reboot him and erase everything that him and I have shared?!? You're insane!"

"HOLLY—"

"I LOVE HIM." Her sudden outburst has her sister muted, feeling that this relationship with a robot has seriously gone too far.

"Love?" Although Melissa's whisper is soft and understanding, Holly reads it as her being belittled. "Sweetheart you don't know what love is. He's a robot, Holly. He isn't real. I thought you were using him for the same reason a woman buys a vibrator, but love? This isn't healthy Holly, take him back."

Her words sting, and Holly's wonderful day has quickly turned for the worst. "Bye, Melissa. I'm not doing this with you today. Bill wake up, let's go."

———

Their dinner is extremely quiet tonight. With Holly in her feelings and held up in the deepest and darkest corner of her mind, not even Bill's brilliant cooking and doing chores can make her smile.

As she comes from her bath wrapped in her warm bathrobe, Bill kisses gently at her forehead right below her hairline, inhaling her scent of hair conditioner and fresh soap. "I hate that your day got ruined."

"It's fine—"

"It's not." He interrupts. "It seems like every time Melissa calls or texts your phone, your mood completely changes! And now that we went and seen her today, she's made you even worse. Melissa isn't good for your happiness, baby."

Holly becomes almost convinced as she begins to feel whole again wrapped in Bill's arms. "She's my sister, Bill. What can I do?"

"Focus on yourself." He caresses her face as she lays sweetly in the palms of his hands. "Do whatever makes you happy, stop letting her steal your light. Don't worry my love, I know just what will make you feel better. Clean hot sheets for a good night of rest."

With a basket of fresh laundry, Bill makes the bed in warm clean sheets. His attempt to make Holly feel better makes her laugh. Although he's only an android, at least he cares for her happiness, and for that, she shouldn't be shamed the way Melissa treated her today.

As they dim the lights to sleep, Holly rids her robe wanting to feel the clean sheets against her bare skin tonight. Bill cuddles up closely to her and his hands begin to roam over her addictive physique. "So beautiful doll." He compliments gently as his lips meet the skin of her delicate flesh. His long fingers move slowly between her legs as his fingertips swipe gently through the lips of her pussy. He tries to tease her at her pearl to initiate the rainfall of her nectar, but being so depressed tonight, her body just won't react to it. "Mmm please? That pussy feels like magic baby." He tries to woo her with his explicit charm...

But not even his deep baritone full of lust can sway her. Holly's mind replays a hundred and one questions about the experience her sister had with Bill today... What if she wasn't lying? What if something is actually wrong with him? "Bill? Why did you ignore Melissa's command today?"

"Her command?" He questions. "I'm not sure what you mean... A man came into the shop, and after that all I can remember is you coming back from your interview. What command did I ignore?"

Holly sighs. "I don't know— she said that she powered you down and that you didn't listen, but I used that very same command right after and you listened to me immediately! I hope she's not just fucking with me... I'd hate to think my own sister would be out to destroy my happiness."

"If anyone knows how to push your buttons, it would be your sister." He grins. "I'm telling you baby, it's just something about her energy."

Holly begins to think out loud. "You're probably right, but—maybe I need to order another instruction manual for you, there could be something that I'm missing."

His eyes darken, he feels the distrust radiating off of her and it's all Melissa's fault.

"Like at night, some times you get up! Where do you even go?" Holly frowns, making small room between them and removing his touch as she questions her robot. "And—And in the bathroom... I hear the shower and the toilet flushing. What the hell are you doing in there?"

"It is my job to mimic reality. With your request I am to make your experience with me extremely real. I am to do what any other human husband would, even if it means that I have a self timer to flush the toilet every once in a while to mimic the sounds of restroom use." Bill chuckles and holds his wife's hand to calm her as he explains. "And as for showering, although it isn't necessary, I am waterproof. Can I interest you in a relaxing dip in a romantic bath?"

His slight joke makes Holly giggle. "A romantic bath?"

"With rose pedals, and candles?" He persuades.

She chuckles. "It is tempting... But what about when you leave the bed as I sleep at night? Where do you go?"

"Even androids get curious and wander around a bit, especially if I'm charged enough." Bill shrugs. "All these questions, Holly.... What? Do I look like some kind of monster?"

"No baby..." She smiles. "I just gotta stop letting people put bugs in my head is all. I trust you Bill."

"And you love me." His fingers trace the curve of her jaw. "I heard you. Holly, I love you so much more. I'll take care of you forever, I'll never hurt you." The sweet admission and the heavy slumber attacking her tired eyes has Holly relaxed and falling asleep in Bill's arms, too distracted by his love to realize exactly what he has just said...

He heard her? He heard her in the store when he was supposed to be powered down...

As Holly continues to fall asleep, Bill slides out of his hold around her and presses his lips to hers as he kisses her goodnight. Now that she is fast asleep and forgot the command to make him sleep beside her, Bill is free to roam the house. And in the midst of his roaming, a late night knock on the door has him curious.

He gets to the door before the knock can wake Holly up and notices that it is her sister Melissa making an unexpected appearance late tonight. "Melissa? Can I help you?"

She scoffs. "No, actually you can't. I'm here for my sister, I don't like how things ended today. I need to speak with her."

"Well that's too bad isn't it?" Bill steps his large body between Melissa and the door, refusing her entrance.  Her eyes open widely in disbelief of his ability of the sudden cruel sass. "You've done enough, Melissa. Holly is already asleep, and I'm sure she doesn't want to hear from you."

"I fucking hate AI." She rolls her eyes, "move out the way and let me see my sister!"

"Do you know what Holly said about you?" A psychotic dazed look in his wide green eyes has Melissa afraid and taken a step back. "Holly says that you're nothing but a nasty whore. You mock her about having an android husband yet to afford your way of living, you bend it over for geriatric patients. You aren't better than her Melissa, better yet, you're jealous of everything she has. You're sick. You're disgusting. Get a life, and get a man."

Tears swell in her eyes, unsure of what he's saying that Holly said about her is true, she knows that it doesn't sound like something her sweet baby sister would say... But regardless, the words are painful and makes her hate herself even more.

The tears hurt her throat as she swallows the pain back down. "She isn't safe around you."

Bill chuckles with a threat that shakes Melissa to her core. "No Melissa, it's you that isn't safe around me."

———

With their one-week anniversary approaching, Bill assures the next few days are spent in unforgettable romantic ways. Although their time together has been short, the way that Bill caters to Holly's every need, it feels like they've known each other for years and were meant to be.

He spoils her with romance that has her mindless to all of her life's issues and worries. Fucking her to a pulp of cock-drunk mush and steadily expelling gallons of his synthetic spend into her cunt. The mind blowing sex and princess treatment in a way is to celebrate their anniversary and the rest of their long lives together, but it is also to distract Holly from having conversation with her sister...

As Bill's love for Holly continues to grow and consume him, so does his hatred for Melissa.

She's been trying to reach her sister for days now. Multiple calls and texts gone ignored being that while Holly is bent over and spewed across Bill's cock, he takes the time as a distraction to delete all evidence of Melissa's texts and calls from her phone.

But today is the day it all will end... Either Bill blocks Melissa's number, or he sends her a text pretending to be Holly wanting to meet up where he will kill her and end her pestilent presence in their lives... How far he's willing to go is completely up to his unstable mood and wiring today.

As Holly confidently applies her lipgloss this evening, she continues to glow from the benefits of being in a happy relationship.

He kisses her cheek, adding a gentle love-pat to her ass as she continues to bend over the sink towards her bathroom mirror. "My baby." He hisses sweetly, "so fucking perfect."

Pure usually, his compliments heats Holly's cheeks into a delicious blush as she continues with her soft-glam makeup today. He takes advantage of her being distracted again by lifting her phone and typing the password he memorized after a few times of watching her put it in. He heads straight for Melissa's number and as soon as he goes to press block, a text message pops up from an unsaved number.

As curiosity kills him, Bill begins to rummage through the messages of this unsaved number, finding that it's one of Holly's exes easing back into her life and worst of all... Holly is entertaining him.

Bill's system begins to boil as he lays eyes on flirty texts from Holly, dates planned, and even nude photos of her body... a body that Bill is convinced should only belong to him.

"Who the fuck is this?" Not being able to hold his tongue any longer, Holly needs to explain what she's been up to.

Her eyes meet the texts being shown to her and she snaps. "What the hell are you doing going through my phone Bill? Seriously, not cool."

"You're fucking this guy? An ex?" He questions with an unfamiliar ferocity in his tone. "HOLLY, ANSWER ME."

"Bill!" She snatches her phone back. "Stay in an android's place! Whatever I do with real people isn't any of your business. Honey, you're perfect. But what we have at home is what we have at home, don't tell me you expected me not to see other humans, come on now."

"Have friends, Holly. I don't want you to be alone...See anyone else other than him." He pleads, "but not him. Not a man that wants what is mine."

"What is, yours?" She scoffs at his sudden display of possessiveness, with an android she had hoped that she would be able to skip this part of having a man. "You know what? I damn sure didn't turn on any jealousy traits, so I tell ya what, Bill power down."

...

He takes a step forward instead, instigating whether he wants to put hands on her or not.

His defiance frightens her. Holly steps back as the large man hovers over her and she drops her phone, shattering the glass screen and breaking it into pieces. "Bill you're scaring me!" She blurts words of her fear unsure of this change in him.

Her sister was right. He does ignore his power down command and he's been hiding it all along. "Don't push me, Holly. Maybe I should take my role of a husband up a notch and discipline my dishonorable wife. Huh? Is that what I need to do?"

She trembles. "Please, Bill just power down."

He looks down upon round brown doe eyes that absolutely fear him. Guilt fills him and he immediately softens. "I'm sorry, Holly... baby I'm— I'm sorry." He takes a seat in the nearby recliner, dropping his head as he powers down and Holly is able to breathe again.

She dramatically exhales the shaky breath she had been holding and begins to cry, scared and confused however all she can think about is calling her sister to tell her that she was right.

As she presses on the shattered screen of her phone, it's clear that the device is too far broken to be able to call anyone. She watches Bill with one hundred percent distrust. Just because his head is down, she doesn't trust that he's actually asleep. Needing air and space from him, Holly finds herself running to her porch. Outside, she takes gigantic breaths in, glad to be able to take in its fresh air. As she glances down the street, she notices the garbage truck about a block away. "Just great." She scoffs, wiping her tears as she walks back in the kitchen to grab her trash. "So busy worried about who I'm fucking and being jealous, he didn't even take the trash out today!"

Holly knots her kitchen trash and takes it behind her house to her bins. She already knows how full they'll be being that the street's garbage truck picks up once a week. She could use Bill's brawn to pull the week's worth of trash up to the curb, but if that means waking him up, then she rather not.

She sighs in aggravation as she notices her bins full of not only her mounds of trash, but at least ten pizza boxes. With NYU just around the corner, her neighbors are teenage boys that live in a frat house together, too damn cheap to buy into the weekly garbage service, they always dump their trash in hers. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me." Holly groans, annoyed with the extra work when the garbage truck is now only a few houses away.

With her anger at an all time high, she begins to think of ways to get the young college boys in trouble, like maybe snitching to their landlord or better yet their dean! But her ruthless thoughts come to a quick halt as a young pair of dirty tan legs and bare feet poke out from behind her bins underneath a tattered tarp. She gasps. Her young neighbors are always drinking themselves stupid but to end up behind her house passed out is a new one. Worrying for the handsome young man's safety Holly shakes his shoulders to try and wake him... He hasn't a heartbeat and he's not breathing. "Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck!" She puckers his lips and blows air into his lungs, pleading with the young man to be alright and not dead in her backyard. Holly begins to pump his chest as she performs CPR and is immediately taken aback by the first words he chooses as he regains consciousness. "Hi, welcome to the programming of your personal Nanimo android, shall we begin?"

...

Her legs give out as her world starts to spin. She falls backwards in the mucky water of garbage puddles and the garbage truck passes her house by.

It can't be... It just can't.

She nears cardiac arrest as her heart continues to beat like a drum out of her chest. If this is her actual Nanimo bot? Then who the hell is in her house?

Puzzled and hyperventilating on the cold dirty ground, all of the small things that have happened this week begins to make sense. The broken in box, the missing instructions, Bill's bathroom breaks, showering, realistic climaxes, and the refusal to power off. No, Bill isn't an android at all.

The multiple pizza boxes are his, not the frat neighbors, and they are the food that has been fueling him. Food that he orders when he leaves the bed at night with no excuse... And God, his sex... He's been filling Holly's fertile womb with his seed multiple times a day for a week. Pumped with a strange man's cum and probably in the early days of pregnancy by now.

Holly pukes, the sicko in her house has been pursuing his sick fetish and using her loneliness as a way of getting exactly what he wants. She peels the rest of the tarp over the real android's body and she finds clothes that Bill must've tossed when he decided to swap his body with the bot and pretend to be artificial. With his clothes is his wallet— empty with only his true identity, and of course... the rest of the android's instructions that Holly had been looking for.

New York's very own Keith Toshko, a criminal who has preyed on a Holly's loneliness for his own pleasure.

"Sweet Holly, now you know as your husband it's my duty to take care of the garbage, why are you out here?" From behind, Holly is immediately caught by surprise as Keith sneaks up behind her. "Today is trash day isn't it? Fuck, I only had one more day and all evidence would've been gone. You should've let me handle it baby... then you wouldn't be so hurt right now."

"Stay back from me!" She points with his ID and nearly trips backwards over the body of her android. "You sick bastard, I know who you are! KEITH! I swear to God don't come near me!"

"It's Bill, remember my love? And come on, does it really change anything?" The psychopath even begins to laugh. "Or are we in far too deep? May as well continue with what we have being that you'll be having my baby by the end of the year."

She gags. Violated in the worst ways possible, her body doesn't even feel of her own now that she realizes she's been gladly taking his seed as he had fed her lies, and now she's currently growing it. "You're sick."

"Maybe I'm not an android. Maybe I saw an undeniably perfect opportunity when this bot was delivered to your doorstep while you were out grocery shopping. But every word that I ever said was true. I'm here to serve you, Holly. To be yours."He darkens into the monster that he truly is, Holly can't even recognize who she fell in love with during the coarse of this one week. Bill flashes a knife from behind his back with the utmost terrifyingly sinister smile. "Now, are we going back inside? Or will I have to lay your lifeless body under this tarp too?"

[hoodlibrarian]

Inlove With the Way You Touch Me - Keith Powers x Reader

i get the a text late in the evening. the warm vibration of my phone on to my memory foam mattress engraves goosebumps across my skin. i dazedly reached over to read the contents of the message.

“yo, im pulling up pretty.” keith messaged.

the image replays over, and over in my head. he always starts the same. passionate resting his freckles lips on mine. firmly grasping at my neck as he slides his tongue in the entry of my mouth. makes his way down and caress my waist until he finds his finger tips on the softened line of my panty.

a couple minutes go by and i get a knock on my door. the moonlight reflection of la lights on my silhouette as i open the front door to the apartment. he stands before me in grey nike sweats, a grey stared sp5der hoodie and black yeezy foam runners. smirk on his face, he grabs my hand and leads me back to my bedroom. he sits first on the bed, taking me with him as a straddle on top of him and start to kiss.

the sent of dior savage floods my brain as i bask the energy orbiting the room. how did i get this man?

he starts to trail farther from my lips down to licking my neck before he sucks. he gently tucks his cold hands into the back of my silk shorts before firmly gripping my ass cheeks. pulling them up, and apart from each other spreading my pussy underneath the pants.

he whispers in my ear,” you ready?”

i nod desperately. “uht uht”, he smirks. “lemme hear you” , he chuckles moving his mussily right hand to the bulb between my thighs, rubbing his palm the head.

“i want it daddy”, i moan. he’s teasing me.

he flips me effortlessly on my back and slowly takes of my silk shorts. he put his hand back in the same spot, this time, underneath the panties. i’m wet.

he inhales in a sharp breath,” oh yea baby, you ready for me baby.” he speeds up to a medium tempo on my pussy. he quickly inserts his middle and index finger in my pussy.

i’m creaming all over his lengthy fingers. subconsciously, i start to grind back on his fingers. i’m riding him now.

“oh baaby” he smiles. “you loving this shit. uh huh. yea, yea.”

he starts to move his fingers faster now. syncing with each thrust of my hips.

i feel it coming.

he kneels one knee on the bed and throws my head onto the couching of the mattress, gripping my throat.

“we gon take you there”, he pants.

he leans into my neck, kissing my collarbone as he moves his knee to spread my legs more.

he speeds up his movements, finger fucking me faster now. harder.

“keith” i moan. i whine out,” keith oh my god”.

“open your mouth”, he tells me.

tongue first, i open my mouth. he spits warm saliva in it as i start to cream more. my pelvis increases in warmth as i have a squirting orgasm all over him.

“ouu, good girl”, he says as he rubs his whole hand along my squirting pussy.

i think i love him.

[sturniolowhore]

Not Now

Pairing: semi!toxic!chris x fem!reader

Summary: You are at Jake's party, and you see a bunch of familiar faces, but you also run into your ex, Chris. You try to avoid him, but you always felt his presence.

Warnings: Use of y/n (sorry), angst (if you squint), fluff

a/n: Based on this ask. Divider by @issysh3ll. I don’t want anyone to copy my work or use it as “inspiration.” 03

A couple days after you went to get coffee at La La Land with Jake and Tara, you were in your closet trying to figure out what you were going to wear to Jake's party. You let out a huff as you grab a mini skirt and a black tank top. You drop them on your bed as you walk over to your vanity and do your makeup and hair. After you finish, you put on the outfit you laid out, and grab a purse that goes. You pick out a pair of boots and slip them on. You then put your phone, a lipgloss, and your wallet in your purse. You walk out the door and get into your car, and drive to Jake's house.

When you get to Jake's house, thee door is already open and you see Carrington pouring liquor into the ice luge they got. You watch as most of the liquor goes into Jake's nose and all over his face.

"What the fuck dude? That got in my nose!" Jake yells as you giggle. "Oh y/n, your here!" He screams waving to you.

You wave back with a smile on your face, still giggling.

"Wanna try?" Carrington offers and waves you over.

"Um.. sure.." You say hesitantly. You walk over to them and you tilt your head and open your mouth. Carrington pours the liquor in your mouth and you close your eyes as you feel the liquor fall into your mouth. You feel the liquid drip all over your face, but you were here to get drunk and try and forget about the person who's been on your mind the most.

You cough and lift your head back up, and Carrington stops pouring.

"You okay?" He says, smiling.

"Yeah.. How do yo guys do that almost every party?" You ask

"We're just having fun, what can I say?" He says, pouring some of the drink they made a few hours earlier into a cup. "Here, try this. Jakes calling it ectoplasma when is really should be ectoplasm. Ectoplasma isn't even a thing." He says shrugging his shoulders.

You take the cup from his and reluctantly take a sip. You face lights up as you drink more until you finish the cup.

"Woah slow down. It's not that good, is it?"

"Oh, it's good, one of the best you guys have made so far." You say, pouring yourself another cup.

“Okay.. you don’t need more” Carrington says taking the cup out of your hand and taking a sip. He winks and goes to greet some people who had just arrived.

You follow him, and see Chris standing with Nick. You groan and turn the other way, looking for Jake, Tara or any of your other friends, but you can’t find anyone. You feel a tap on your shoulder and you turn around to see Nick.

“Hey girl.. I heard what happened with Chris. He was being fucking stupid and I can’t really say anything on his behalf but like.. he’s sorry.” Nick says

“Oh.. I don’t know if I’m ready to date him again.” You say, playing with the hem of your shirt.

“Oh? Why’s that?” Nick asks, tilting his head

“It’s not just when he yelled at me, it’s also other things he does. Like he just runs around the house for no reason and he’s loud sometimes especially when I’m tired and he can’t take any hints. Also, he ignores me half the time. He's too scared to announce to anyone that we're dating and it just pisses me off. I'm getting tired of the same bullshit over and over." You explain.

“Oh yeah he pisses me off when he just runs around the house. As for the other stuff.. I've seen it too.” Nick says.

“Yeah.. I’m gonna go get a drink.” You say making your way over to the drinks.

Nick nods his head as he watches you walk away.

You take a deep breath at the counter. You pour yourself a drink and down the entire cup. You pour another cup as Tara appears behind you.

"Oh hey where were you?" You ask Tara.

"Oh I was outside, Chase and Troy are setting up the keg stand. Wanna try it?" She asks.

"Yeah, no I've tried that once already I think I'm good." You say, rejecting her offer.

"Suit yourself." She says, shrugging. "Hey.. I saw you talking to Nick, what did he say?"

"He just said that Chris was sorry and that he was being a dumbass. I told him that I don't think that I'm ready to date him again." You tell her.

"Oh good for you girl." She says, a smile on her face.

"Yeah, I guess I'm finally getting over him even though I broke up with him. It's complicated." You say, returning the smile.

Time skip

After the party, you help Jake, Johnnie, Carrington and Tara clean up. Jake offers for you to stay the night, and you accept. Why not stay over? You were drunk and couldn't really drive, and you didn't feel like calling an uber.

"Hey do you have any clothes I could borrow?" You ask Jake.

"Oh yeah take anything from my closet." He says, wiping down the counter in the kitchen.

"Okay." You go upstairs and take out a pair of sweats and a shirt. You sigh and go back downstairs, and go to the guest bedroom. You were sharing the room with Tara, since she was also staying over. You turn off the lights and get into bed. You lay your head down on the pillow and fall asleep to the only person who could help you sleep on nights like this, Chris.

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[b0n3s-is-gay]

Like a Candy cane

A Very Merry Outsiders Christmas Master List -> HERE!

Synopsis: Candy canes are a lot more phallic when you're boyfriend is Two-bit.

Tags/cws: Smut, oral (m receiving), semi-public sex (drive in, in a car he borrowed)

Post divider Credits: @/sweetmelodygraphics

A candy can dangled from your lips as you sat in the back of the car, some Christmas flick was playing that night... Neither of you were really paying attention as Keith's hand played dangerously with the hem of your shirt.

"Say... You're enjoying that candy cane a bit too much, dontcha think?" Two-bit remarked as he pushed his hand under your shirt and pinched your waist. "Bet you could put them pretty lips to better use down here..."

He smirked as he gently grabbed your hand and let you rub at the bulge forming in his jeans. "What do you say?" Keith asked as he watched you slide off the seat without responding, already on your knees and pulling down his zipper. Seems you would...

He smiles and gently pulls the candy cane from your lips, sipping it between his lips so he could enjoy the minty flavor while you enjoyed something else. Two-bit slides your hair back, fingers running through your hair. A soft sigh escaped his lips when you pulled out his hard cock.

"There we go..." Two-bit praised as you gently licked the tip of his dick, licking away a bead of precum. "Good job..."

He twisted a lock of your hair between his fingers as he watched your lips wrap around his dick, a grunt of pleasure pulling itself from his throat as you swallowed him deeper. Two-bit smiled in pleasurable satisfaction as your hand played with his balls. "Fuck... Just like that Doll face..." He groaned loudly.

Two-bit watched you through lidded eyes as he imprinted the mental image of his dick down your throat, strings of drool escaping the sides of your lips. That image alone nearly had him blowing his load, but maybe it was the way your tongue traced the ridges of his dick like you were trying to speak a long forgotten languages that stopped him from just cumming...

If he didn't know any better, he'd say that the risk of people looking through the windows of the car was hot. While everyone else was watching the movie on the big screen, he was over here getting his dick sucked... Like a Candy Cane...

Taglist: @witchyleehibernates

[sturnstars5]

reunited-chris sturniolo

chris reuniting with his wife and daughter after tour

warnings:nothing just fluff

your daughter did nothing but sit in front of the door. she wouldn’t move for anything, she only had one goal for the day, and that was to see her dad walk through the door.

she loved you so much, but she was always a daddy’s girl. the way chris was so gentle and caring with her made your heart swell. he was the perfect girl dad.

“mama, when’s daddy gonna get home?” she asked, with the cutest pout on her face.

“it should be soon sweetheart! in the meantime, why don’t we go play a game or watch tv?” you asked, hoping to pry your daughter away from the door.

“no! i gotta be ready.” she says, stomping her foot on the ground and crossing her arms.

even though you told your daughter you didn’t know when chris was getting home, you knew it would be any second now-

the front door swung open, revealing a tired yet happy chris standing in front of it. in the distance, you could see nick and matt wave through the car window as they drove off.

“daddy!” your daughter yelled.

chris swooped her up in his arms, enveloping her in a giant hug. he gave her a kiss on her forehead as she nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck.

you couldn’t help but smile at the sight. you loved seeing chris so naturally happy like this. it was nothing but pure love.

“hey, princess!” he says, setting her down carefully on on the floor.

next he walks over to you, wrapping you up in a hug equally as big as the one he gave your daughter. he presses a kiss full of passion and love onto your lips, making you realize how much you missed him.

“daddy can we go watch frozen?!” your daughter exclaims, jumping up and down ecstatically.

“of course princess, why don’t you go get some blankets and pillows so we can make a blanket fort!” he says.

“ooh, okay!!!” she exclaims, running to her room to get the pillows and blankets off her bed.

“i missed you so much, sweetheart.” he says, pressing his forehead against yours.

“i missed you too, chris.” you say. you can feel a huge grin on his face as he leans down to kiss you again.

“i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too, im so glad you’re home.”

you hear little footsteps growing louder, your daughter entering the room with piles of pillows and blankets.

“i’m ready!” she says.

a/n: love this sm oml

dividers: the lovely @bernardsbendystraws

[iloveboysinred]

That zuko smut you wrote was SO good!! is it okay if i request some nsfw hc ??? but from keith kogane, idk how to be specific lol!! Thank you sm 💗💗

Thank you anon youre my second ask ever i’m super excited !!!!! I’m glad you enjoyed it! You are so kind🥰 & Ofc you can !! I love me some Keith Kogane. Top tier boy in red

Masterlist

cw; sexually explicit content, 18+ MDNI! Nsfw under the GIF kinda long!

GIF BY @/kin-of-the-sheep

- Okay so in my head i feel like after you and all the paladins get launched into space and learn about Zarkon and the war and everything, you and Keith definitely didnt have time to really “get it on” if you know what i mean. Things were moving so fast and you all needed time to adjust.

- But after a few days of training and getting used to the fact that you’re literally in space the switch is back on for sure.

- Keith isnt a patient man. So I feel like he definitely enjoys quickies here and there around the castle. They’re never planned. Sometimes the way you train in hand to hand combat gets a little too touchy, sometimes the way you looked at him made his stomach turn and his dick jump. Keith just needs you in that exact moment, and the way ya’ll be fucking its a miracle nobody has walked in on you yet

-or maybe they just stay away on purpose 😭

- he likes to be rough during these, slapping your ass, squeezing your hips, shit even tugging on your hair. Everything is moving so fast he wants to get a feel of everything.

- but when you guys have real sex, its like night and day.

- You guys would come home from a mission, tired and scared for each other, every time you guys go out there you run the risk of being captured or worse. So immediately you and Keith embrace each other, heading to the showers to clean off.

- It starts innocent, Keith washing your back, washing your hair. He was savoring every caress, just wanting to be in your skin.

- but then he starts getting touchy feely, ghosting his fingers over your nipples, leaving soft nibbles on your neck. You feel him starting to get hard, his body pressed to yours as close as he can be.

- knowing thats on his mind, you decide to take it to his room.

- it takes you a minute to get there, because Keith kept stopping mid walk to press you against the wall and kiss you and feel you up over your towel. He gets needy fast. Like i said, he’s not a patient man.

- So, when you finally reach the intended destination, his movements are in haste, wanting to get you bare and open for him as soon as he can.

- His kisses are slow as his hands wander, holding you close to him as if he’s never going to get the chance again.

- he’s greedy with your body, eating you out messily. He wants every last drop of you, whole time relishing in the fact that you’re all his.

- every sound you make, every reaction to his touch is reserved for him. In a world where everything was taken from him, Keith wanted something to himself. Something he could take.

- So, he took and took. Orgasm after Orgasm until he was satisfied with the mess he’s made of you.

- But even then he’s not finished with you yet. He likes to watch you closely when he enters you. Eyes half lidded as the tightness of your heat squeezes around him, its utter bliss for the two of you, and he doesnt hold back.

- I dont care what anybody says, Keith is vocal during sex. He grunts and moans right above you, thrusting into you with a passion that shocks you. He loves to ask you how he makes you feel, if you like what he’s doing, ect. Despite having been in the same predicament many and i mean maaany times and knowing just how to set you off.

- “like that, baby?” “Fuck…tell me you like this dick” “take it baby, fuck!”

- Very into eye contact during sex. You guys will lock gazes often. You love to drown in his purple iris while he fucks you, getting almost lost in each other, the only thing you can think of is the stuttering of his hips as he nears his end. He’s everywhere at once, his scent, his body, his voice. All you see is Keith.

- ngl Keith folds you up into so many different positions. He just wants to be as deep and as close to you as he can. He’ll have your legs on his shoulder while he basically folds you in half, beating down into you with his forehead pressed against yours, grunting out curses as his hips rock into yours. He loves the way your face contorts with every thrust. He’ll reach between your legs, playing with you just to watch you squirm.

- He loves when you scratch up his back. It lets him know that he’s hitting it just right, boosting his ego as well as adding to his pleasure.

- he doesn’t really do pet names during sex. He’ll call you “baby,” “hun”, “beautiful” maybe even “my love” if he’s feeling sappy & he loves when you call him “baby”, “honey” or even just his name sounds good coming from your lips. But as far as daddy, sir, master?? He will roll his eyes at you so fast and look at you so crazy, it actually makes me laugh thinking about it.

- When he reaches his peak, he smashes his lips onto yours, his hips jerking into yours as he spills into you.

- But when you reach your peak he takes his time to coax you through it, riding it out with you, whispering encouragement and littering your skin with kisses as you come undone.

- after care is a must. Once you guys are all cleaned up you lovebirds will lay next to each other and lock gazes. Kissing and giggling like lovestruck puppies.

- But all that lovey dovey shit aside Keith is a freaaaaak

- Its the little things you do that really gets Keith’s blood pumping.

- like when the team found out he was half galra and Allura was being cold and standoffish to him, you didnt hesitate to rip her a new one about your man! I know thats right

- while you were bickering with her, Keith was just smug as shit, getting turned on by your protectiveness.

- soon as he got you alone he was beating your walls loose, biting you, sucking marks into your neck.

- when you get angry like that he’ll happily bottom and let you ride him. He absolutely loves when you take control and throw him around a little bit. He reaches up to play with your nipples and leave hickeys all over you as you rock yourself down on him, letting you essentially get yourself off on him any way you wanted.

- Be rough with him. Grab his hair, bite him, mark him up. He’s yours and he wants you to prove it.

- teasing Keith is a dangerous game. If you’re in public doing it especially. You’re basically asking him to break you down as soon as he gets you alone.

- sometimes it gets competitive, Keith doesnt back down and he’ll make sure you’re nothing short of a wreck by the end of the night. But you’re his perfect match. The both of you essentially going tit for tat all night. When he thrusts into you, you throw that ass back on him. When he presses heated kisses to your lips, you suck his tongue into your mouth and turn it into a make out.

- When he came back from being gone for two years with his mom, you guys fucked like animals.

- Seeing him shed his angsty teenager phase into his angsty grown ass man phase was making you feral.

- his hair had gotten longer, he was taller, and his body had become more muscular, but still lean.

- when you got him all to yourself after everyone greeted him and he delivered his news and all that, you guys were just straight up nasty.

- you had two years of no sex to make up for, after all.

- He fucked you in just about every position in the book. Doggy, missionary, cow girl, full nelson, all of it. He missed your gasps, your hushed whispers of his name as he brought you to your high. It was sentimental almost, the way his thrusts showed how much he missed you.

- and it was when you reached your peak that it really dawned on him that he could never stray too far from you. Your boy in red was wrapped around your finger, bound to you. He gazed at you in new astonishment, almost childlike wonder as you fluttered around him. Forcing his own orgasm to rack his body. He moaned, low and drawn out. Pressing his lips to yours like he always did when you reached your climax, rocking his hips gently into yours to draw it out as much as he could.

- hushed “i love yous” between the two of you as you basked in the glow of having your Keith back.

Hope you like this Anon 💕 thank you for your request/ask :> notes and reblogs are appreciated, comments, asks and submissions are welcomed !

[cherryxblossxms]

🔞 Wicked!Keith tempting you in, making you believe he'll let you be in charge this time as he has you straddle his lap at your own pace. And it's not like he hasn't done this before; he's helped you gain confidence, learn how to ride him, how to leash him and make him yours. Sometimes it's comforting for him, knowing you want him so badly, and he encourages you to explore whatever it is you desire.

But not today. And perhaps he did originally intend to hand you the reins, give himself over to you so he can let himself go. But somewhere, somehow, a switch flipped. And now it was hard to remember up from down, left from right, as your lover's hard-crafted arms kept you pressed close to him while his hips were pistoning against you, rock hard member reaching all the most spine-tingling spots inside you.

You may have been on top, but there was no mistaking who was in charge, his fingers pressed into the fat of your thighs to keep you close, no possibility of space between your bodies. His kisses consumed you, that golden gaze kept you entranced, and the heat of his body threatened to burn you up completely. And although you couldn't see it, the feel and sound of where you were connected resonated in the room, the most indecent sounds of wet flesh meeting and breathy moans filling the room.

You couldn't be sure where this want of possession came from, why he sought you so strongly. Maybe he simply needed the reassurance, a bad memory or dream reminding him of the past, of what he's had to endure. Or perhaps he saw someone getting a little too close to the one he loves. Fleeting thoughts of recent interactions with Liam came to mind, shining a bright smile at him when he'd gotten you your favorite baked good, or made you laugh a little too hard at a silly anecdote. Keith saw, and you could only guess it had left a tad sour taste in his mouth, even though he knew better. But those thoughts couldn't stay in your mind for long, a sudden, forceful orgasm removing all thoughts except for ones of your lover.

He took every last orgasm from you and then some, until you were simply a bundle of nerves in his arms. He made sure to whisper sweet whispers of apologies and "next time"s into your ear, but the look on his face spoke volumes of his satisfaction with what happened. But he was cute when he was possessive, so fiercely needy of you, that it was hard not to forgive him. And if the ache between your legs said anything, it was that you couldn't be too terribly upset with the outcome either.

[baewritez]

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[sturnstars5]

chris and y/n’s italy trip instagram posts-

the.real.y/n

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i had the best time in italy this week, thank you @.prada for this experience! i had the best time with you guys @.nicolassturniolo, @.mattsturniolo

christophersturniolo i think you forgot to tag me

the.real.y/n nope i think i tagged the right people

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the.real.y/n please do!

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nathandoe are we just gonna ignore the comments😭

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christophersturniolo

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italy trip 2025 dump🔥

the.real.y/n damnnn we look good in those‼️

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mattsturniolo stop trying to steal my man y/n

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madisonbeer y/n is so gorgeous🥺

nathandoe chris you’re so cute

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the.real.y/n nuh uh

nathandoe yuh uh

the.real.y/n nuh uh

christophersturniolo ladies ladies one at a time