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maybankcore · 2 months

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rafe cameron — nsfw alphabet ༝༚༝༚

context : the alphabet.. but each letter has a new rafe cameron nsfw/sfw concept. this is also bunny!reader x rafe.

tws : smut, nsfw, rafe x sweet/bunny reader, cream pie, voyeurism, brief degrading, brief daddy kink. fingering, porn/nudes, tying reader up, oral sex, a ton of nsfw headcanons.

A: aftercare • you would tend to get sleep almost immediately after you come, and the first thing rafe does is take you to the bathroom and let you pee so u don’t get a UTI, n he’ll probably wait outside and keep asking “u done baby?” ‘till you clean up. and obviously, after the oh so harddd task of peeing, he’ll carry you back to bed. rafe somehow doesn’t get tired after sex, but seeing you already get lazy eyed, he has no choice but to lay down with his little bun and cuddle up with her.

B: boobs. literally boobs. • rafe loves your tits, and he loves grabbing them even more. he’ll randomly come up behind you when you’re doing your makeup, hair, etc. and just grab ur boobs. he loves the way they fit perfectly in his big palm, and how flustered you get too. “rafe! stop— i’m doing my makeup!!” you’d say, as you wave his hands away, feigning annoyance. “relax baby, their just too tempting.” rafe snickered, smirking. rafe just can’t get enough of them, especially when your wearing the thin, baby pink, lacy top from victoria’s secret.

C: cum • okay, rafe knows that he has to use a condom, blah blah blah. but on those days where he just needs a good, raw, fuck.. trust me, he’d cum inside you, making sure every inch of his hot cum fills you up to the brim. and rest assured, you’d hate and love it at the same time.

D: dirty talk • he’d soooo dirty talk you in public, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, knowing how wet your sweet pussy gets just by the sound of his voice. he’d sometimes say the most vile things about what he’d to you when you both get home.

“do you really think i’m not noticing your blowjob eyes as i’m golfing, huh? y’know.. i’d love seeing those eyes of yours when i’m fucking you endlessly. making you cum so hard. oh god, baby, i can hear those pretty moans of yours already. hmm?” he’d huskily whisper, inches by the shell of your ear. and then, he’d walk off as if nothing happened. leaving you anticipated for the entire day, squeezing your thighs and drinking an excessive amount of water to help with the heat building in your cheeks.

E: experience • rafe deffo has experience with sex. but i wouldn’t call him the biggest man-whore, since he met you in s2 of obx, i’d say he had 4 bodies by then. 2 of them being random hookups and the other 2 being girls from a short term relationship w/ him. i also hc that bunny!reader would have a few bodies, but would act like she’s a virgin just for rafe, similar to how maddie perez did it.

F: fingering • mmm, rafe is a master at fingering. he knows how to get your pussy wet and make it even wetter when he’s touching you. he’d start off with just a few strokes on your clothed pussy, building up tension that you so desperately want to release. n then when you’d get all needy he’d slide your panties down and spread your thighs.

you’d position yourself on his lap, head on his shoulder, looking at him with your big bambi eyes, pleading. and he’d slowly circle your clit in circular motions, taking pleasure in the way your hips jerked and lips parted with heavy breaths. and then he’d sink two fingers in, slowly at first, and then going faster. the cold touch of his golden rings slipping between your lips made you moan. loud. and in amidst of all this, he’d be doing some random thing on his laptop, but secretly taking a voice memo of your sweet moans. to obviously jerk off to later, you really think he’d pleasure you and restrict himself from doing it later on?

G: g-spot • imagine no guy has actually found your g-spot before, they’d just fuck you and you’d get that tiny ounce of pleasure that made you cum, but when rafe first fingered you, curling up his fingers to hit that sweet spot that only you yourself could find, you UNRAVELED. i’m sure he was shocked at how loud you moaned. he had thought you’d never gotten fingered before. but when you told him that no guy had actually fingered you that good, he was both pleased and shook. “what d’you mean no one’s found your g-spot? isn’t that like— the main thing in sex??” but to be honest.. him being the only guy that found your g-spot really boosted his confidence lol.

H: hair • rafe absolutely loves your hair, playing with it, braiding it, seeing how it drapes over your shoulders elegantly. he had never met someone who takes care of their hair like their life depends on it. you’d have serums, hair masks, good hair days and bad hair days, and rafe was all here for it.

(this is for my curly hair readers btw). sometimes when your hair wasn’t cooperating you’d get annoyed and bang your hairbrush against your head, clearly disheveling your hair, and rafe would come over and brush it for you. putting in your gel, mousse and even diffusing it.

rafe also is weirdly obsessed with how your hair smells, he’d bury his shoulder into it, or randomly smell it throughout the day, and once he’d even gotten wheeze to smell your hair.. “her hair smells so good right? i don’t even know how, it just smells fuckin’ amazing.” he’d proudly state, and you not being sure if wether that’s creepy or cute.

I: initials (tattooed) • right on his chest, beneath his heart, are the two letters of your name, more so, your initials. Y/N.Y/L/N written in a bold, italic font. and right next to it is your favorite animal, a bunny. you were struck when he had actually gotten a whole ass bunny tatted next to your initial!!

J: jerking off in ur absence • whenever rafe has trips, or if you’ve been away for some time, rafe deffo jerks off to pictures you sent to him. you’d send a teasing mirror pic of you getting dressed, your hand covering your nipples. and then you’d send a soapy tit pic of you in the shower. but lastly, a day before you come back, you’d send the hottest picture of you in rafes favorite pink lingerie set, playing with yourself and moaning rafes name. leaving him needy and desperate until he lands..

K: kinks • omg the amount of kinks u and rafe would share imagine him fucking you for the first time and slowly starts roughing you up, only to see you cooperate and urge him to do more. the smirk on his facee😩.

L: location (where you fuck) • personally, public sex is a huge turn in for rafe, but being the little slut you are, it’s an even bigger turn-on for you. obviously you’d fuck in his bed or yours, and sometimes i’m the couch or kitchen counter. rafe would also take you on the druthers boat and make you ride his lap, stopping when a boat comes buy, your sweaty face and messed up outfit being evident.

M: marks • rafe would leave hickeys everywhere. stomach, thighs, neck, collarbone, shoulders, tits, even inches away from your pussy. you’d leave bite marks on rafe, scratches illuminating his back, and lipstick stains all over his collar and cheek.

N: nudes • he just has a hidden album filled with your nudes. wether its videos of you both fucking, teasing pictures you’d send him of your bikini try ons, or you fingering your self. he’d also have voice memos of your moans saved. p.s, rafe would so ask you to talk about something random for a minute on voice memos and jerk off to your voice.

O: only fans acc • a little similar to the one on top ^. but imagine making an only fans account where ur only follower/subscriber is rafe. and trust, he will act like a whole ass fan. he’ll comment on your videos; “omg ur so hot can i request food play” with a +400$ message next to it. youd livestream and he’d be your only viewer, talking you through playing with yourself. and when i mean he’s a fan, i mean this man would literally pay you 1000$ per month as per his ‘subscription’..

P: plushies • whilst fucking you hard, rafe would grab your favorite plushy and tell you to hold it. he found it so fucking hot seeing you cling onto the soft toy, bringing it to your mouth to bite onto to hold back your loud moans.

Q: quickies • yall would deffo have quick fucks in between parties, hangouts, dinners, etc. sometimes if your ovulating you’d practically beg on your knees for a quickie with rafe. “rafeyy, please. if you don’t do anything i’ll go to the bathroom n’deal with it myself!” you whine, nudging his arm to get up from his seat at an event. and obviously, he gives in. every. single. time.

R: riding his thigh • when your extremely horny, and need an immediate relief youd prop yourself on rafes thigh and start grinding. this would be your only option as he’d dismiss your attempts to make him fuck you, so he’d tap his thigh and say “if your really that horny jus’ ride my thigh. cmon, you wanted to come, right?”. you’d get so wet, making a mess on his sweatpants.

S: sucking his dick • messy blowjobs>>. sucking him off after a hard day, at a party when he’s high and needy, or right after you went to his family dinner. you’d look so perfect with your big, glossy eyes staring up at him. head bobbing as you perfectly swirl the pad of your tongue against the base of his cock. him groaning and praising your amazing head-giving skills.

T: tying you up • hands above your head, a belt knotted against both your wrists, restraining you from pushing rafe away whilst he fucks you mindlessly. rafe would be destroying you, pounding in and out as you take the pleasure like a good girl. you are his little bun, after all.

U: unfair • teasing you when your sat on his lap, waiting for him to finish off his work, whilst he slowly and lightly circles your clit. “daddy, i really need you.” you’d moan in his ear. “i know baby, i know. daddies gotta finish this off first, ‘kay?” and so you waited, only for him to go into the shower, not even letting you in.

V: voyeurism • sliding your panties off and stuffing it in his pocket is his favorite thing to do when he’s off golfing whilst your sitting in your garden chair, feeling the coldness of the air blowing against your sticky cunt. not being able to fix the unbearable tension in your pulsing clit, and having to wait till you get home.

W: what/how big is he • a whopping 7.3 inches. a tad bit specific ik, but the way he’d ruin you.. and what’s funny is the fact that rafe knows he’s big!! and he knows that you can take it too.

X: ion know what to put for this one.. so i’m gonna put a random hc of rafe.. • has a weird food play kink?.. i just feel like he’d take ice cream and lick it off your tits, or spread chocolate syrup all over your nipples and stomach and lick it off too. (obviously nothing down there, don’t wanna get a yeast infection).

Y: ‘your too big!’ • lining himself up against you, seeing his big cock already needy of slamming into you, made you worry. your eyes slightly widened at his size, how the fuck is he gonna fit?. “rafey, i don’t think it’s gonna fit.. your too big.” you mustered out, wanting but at the same time not wanting him. “shhh bun, ts’ gunna fit, i’ll go realll slow? okay baby?” he stated, making you ease up and unclench your pussy, allowing full entrance. he slowly slid inside you, already owning a long moan and scatters of whimpers escaping your mouth. he went in further, and you took him in fully. “good girl, i told you it’d fit.”

Z: also have no idea, so another random hc one again! • loves seeing you spit out his cum after sucking him off. just seeing his cum drop down your chin turns him on sm and makes him hard asf.

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suzar · 6 months

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Trick or treat - 🎃

Maddy perez x f!reader

Sorry I havent been active, i have been really going through it!

Note: maddy perez x female reader, wlw, halloween

The autumn breeze was making you cold already, but the one thing keeping you warm was your girlfriend's hand in yours. It was probably tacky and silly, but you two decided to dress up in the most basic way. Of course, Maddy made sure it wasn't tacky, and after all, you were the angel to her devil. The white fabric hugged you as you two walked, making you smile at the thought of your matching costumes. She looked like the most beautiful devil you have ever seen.

”Hey, what are you smiling about?” questioned the girl beside you, letting a giggle slip out of her mouth.

“Nothing..." You answer, almost teasing her. You knew that keeping things from her was almost impossible; she'd make sure of it. Seeing the party you two were attending made you pick up the pace, dragging your girlfriend with you. As you laugh, she yells.

”Come on, my love, tell me!"

As you two stop under the patio of a white house that was decorated with fake blood, skeletons, and zombies, you look at her.

You smile once again, getting close to her. She places her hands on your waist carefully, pulling you against her.

You almost whisper, looking into her loving eyes.

"I'm glad to be with you."

She smiles; she looks so calm and happy, yet she looks like she's totally in love.

“And I'm glad to be with you, my angel,” she says, pulling you closer and stealing a kiss from your lips.

You were about to talk, but she continued:

“You are going to be my treat tonight.”

#euphoria #euphoria x female reader #euphoria x reader #maddy perez #maddy perez x fem!reader #maddy perez x reader #maddy perez x y/n #maddy perez x you #euphoria imagine #wlw

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itgetsdark-x · 1 year

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dbf!joel with a reader that has an attitude like maddy perez though… i mean he shouldn’t be turned on by that but GOD she acts and talks like she owns the shit, prance around in mini dresses and skirts, and perhaps she always does this thing with her mouth that just makes him want to bend her over and fuck the bratty attitude outta her

A/N: when I tell you this had me swooning, sheesh. The thought of Joel just getting so angry until he snaps and fucks you so roughly?! Damn. I got a lil carried away; I hope it’s okay for you, anon! 💜

Summary: You’re a good-looking woman and you know it, you know you could have any man you wants and you never wanted to work hard for it. Joel Miller was different.

Warnings: 18+, minors dni! Unprotected p in v (be better than them!), degrading, slight praise kink, oral (m receiving), age gap, some slapping and rough sex. It’s kinda just filth lol.

Characters: dbf!Joel Miller x bratty!reader (f)

Word Count: 4.9k (yes, I got carried away)

You knew you were attractive, it wasn’t cocky or ignorant but you knew it; ever since you started showing an interest in boys when you were a teen it was easy to get guys’ and never once had you struggled to have a boyfriend.

You were in your mid-twenties now and that attitude had followed you; what you wanted, you got. Simple. Only now, it wasn’t that simple because you couldn’t get the one thing you wanted, or rather, who you wanted.

Joel Miller was a family friend, you hadn’t overly paid much attention to him when you were younger, partly because you knew he wouldn’t be interested in a kid but also because you were distracted by boys your own age, you had constantly been parading a stream of jock’s and idiots around your dad, and therefore Joel. Your father and him worked together and played together, they spent most evenings in front of the TV watching sports and drinking beers.

It was only now, it felt like an issue. Joel was a permanent fixture around your house and god, it fucked you off that you couldn’t seem to get him.

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It was a Friday evening, like normal, your father and Joel were in the kitchen talking about work and sports, drinking their beers.

“Hi daddy.” You grinned innocently, kissing your dad’s cheek as you entered the kitchen.

“Hey princess.” Your dad smiled back before giving you a small hug.

Joel’s eyes tracked you when you entered the space, his eyes raked over you as you got on your tiptoes to hug your dad back and he couldn’t help the way he drank in your shapely legs; your mini skirt leaving very little the the imagination.

“Hi Mr Miller.” You purred, batting your eyelashes at him blatantly.

“Hi.” Joel replied gruffly.

“What?” You asked, popping your hip to the side with attitude. “No hug for me?” You pouted, your glossy lips looking so kissable… so fuckable.

Joel mentally cursed himself at the thought. You drove him insane with your short dresses and tight outfits and your constant pouting; he wanted to wrap his hand into your hair and bury his cock so deeply into your mouth and throat you would have tears staining your cheeks.

“Joel.” You huffed, snapping your delicate fingers in his face. “I said. Do I not get a hug?” You rolled your eyes, Joel’s blood boiled at your attitude but he smiled through gritted teeth at you.

“Oh of course, always a hug for my best girl.” He said, forcing himself to be charming.

You giggled and bounded over to his, your breasts wobbling in the tight material of your white crop top. You wrapped your arms around him, around his neck and you brought your body tightly to his. He was so rough, so rugged and big and it made your core throb as you thought how it would feel to be fucked by him.

Your dad was so oblivious to the way you acted around his friend, he was wrapped so tightly around your little finger that he rarely paid any attention to the way you reacted or dressed. He only cared if you were happy and cared for, whether that be with food, money or clothes. In his eyes, you could do no wrong and you were his world.

“Daddy, I’m hungry.” You huffed, leaning over the kitchen counter to face him, Joel stood to your side.

He was grateful you were no longer hugging him, he could feel every curve of your body and he was sure if you held on any longer you would have felt the hard curve of his cock in his jeans. His hand gently gripped the edge of the counter when he glanced down at you, he saw the material of your g-string thong showing so blatantly above the waistband of your skirt. If he was stood behind you, he would have seen the full view of your plump ass showing for anyone to take.

“Funnily enough, Joel and I were discussing ordering a pizza in. Does that work for you, baby?” Your dad asked, turning to grab two more beers out of the fridge.

“Ugh. No. Gross.” You whined, folding your arms over your chest in protest. “I want Thai food!”

Joel’s jaw clenched as you spoke, your demeanour and attitude begged to be attended to, begged to be sorted out and he knew how he could sort it. He would fuck you so hard and fast until you were drunk on his cock and so compliant for him.

“I’m happy with whatever, Thai work okay for you, Miller?” Your dad said.

“Uh,” Joel started and you turned to look at him, pouting once again with your bottom lip jutted out. There it was again, that face, it drove him insane every-time you did it. “Fine. Works fine!”

———

You finished up your food, you had all moved into the living room and you were sat crossed legged on the sofa, Joel was across from you and you could feel his eyes boring into you as you ate. You slurped up your noddles, being sure to exaggerate your lips even more as Joel watched you.

“I’m going out in a bit, by the way. Can I have some money?” You asked sweetly to your dad.

“Where are you going?” Asked your father casually, finishing up his own food.

“Oh just out with the girls, Kara broke up with her boyfriend so we are gonna go out, get a little wild and see if we can find her a rebound.” You giggled. “Who knows; might find me another boy since things didn’t work out with Jacob.”

“Oh god, please don’t tell me details sweetheart, I don’t need to know what you plan on getting up to. Just as long as you’re safe and take protection with you.” Your dad laughed softly. “How much money do you want?”

“$150?” You asked.

“Princess, I gave you $80 yesterday for some new clothes. How about $100?”

You whined, rolling your eyes. “You’re the worst but fine. Whatever. I’m going to get ready.” You huffed and stomped out of the room.

Joel’s hands were clenched on the arm of the chair, you were such a brat and your father never seemed to care, never seemed to discipline you. He hated to admit it but your attitude just made you more attractive and it made his cock ache in his pants.

He hadn’t paid much attention to you when you were a teen, he had no reason to as you were his friend’s kid but when you came back after dropping out of college and living off your dad, he noticed you more. You were still you; confident, bratty and sometimes rude but now you were a woman, you had curves and your attitude only drove him madder for you. Not that he wanted to cross that line, he wanted to remain stronger than that.

The thought of you going out, with your friends no doubt dressed in something skimpy and revealing made Joel want to march up into your room, push your face into your mattress roughly and fuck the attitude right out of you. And the thought of you going home with some boy? Well that almost blinded him with pure rage.

———

Your night out was uneventful; your friends and you had plenty of drinks and you had a good time but you didn’t find anyone to go home with, didn’t find anyone to take the edge off with.

You yawned and stretched, rubbing your eyes gently to remove the final remnants of sleep from them. You checked your phone for a while, scrolling through the instagram posts your friends had put up from the night before and you smiled at them. Soon, your stomach rumbled and you decided it was finally time to venture out of your bed for food.

You pulled on a pair of hot pant shorts, the material gripped your figure and barely covered the fullness of your ass and you paired it with a cami top, it was skin-tight and cropped just above your belly button. You walked down the stairs and wandered into your kitchen, you were greeted by Joel stood leant up against your kitchen counter, sipping coffee.

He was wearing a tight t-shirt, the fabric hugged his arms perfectly and fitted slimly over his dad bod, he paired it with his usual pair of jeans.

“Hi Mr Miller, what’re you doing here?” You said, your voice smooth.

“Oh. Hi.” He mumbled, barely looking at you as you spoke. “Your dad,”

“Daddy.” You corrected with a raised brow.

“Fine. Whatever. Your daddy and I had plans to go out to the lake today but he had to pop off to the work site we have been on all week, some sort of emergency that they needed the boss for.” He shrugged and his nonchalance drove you mad. “He said I should just hang out here until he got back, he said it shouldn’t take anymore than an hour or two but the site’s the other side of town so who knows.”

“Oh well. I’m hungry. You gonna make me breakfast or buy me something?” You asked, sauntering round so Joel was forced to look at you.

It had been months of this now, constant teasing on your behalf, wearing next to nothing anytime the male was nearby, lingering touches to his hand or arm, you constantly eye-fucking him whenever he caught your gaze. You loved it, you knew it drove Joel mad and just as much as you wanted the male to make a move, part of the fun was teasing him so badly.

Joel had spent more nights than he cared to admit, fisting his cock until he came apart in his hand to thoughts of you on your knees or you bent over so he could fuck every ounce of attitude out of you.

“Joel.” You pouted, huffing loudly when he wasn’t paying any attention to you. You clapped in his face, abruptly pulling him from his filthy thoughts once again.

He looked at you, there was that face again. His hands clenched into tight fists at his side and he rolled his eyes at you.

“You want to learn some manners, young lady.” Joel said gruffly.

“Yeah?” You asked, your eyebrow cocked up in question as your hand rested on your hip. “And who’s gonna teach me some manners? You?” You laughed. “Now. Breakfast. Hurry up and order something, yeah? I’m hungry. I’m gonna go shower whilst we wait.” You spoke softly but the rudely, your bratty tone oozed from each word.

You turned on your heels to walk away after rolling your eyes at the older male once again. Before you were even able to reach the doorway of the kitchen you felt rough hands into your hair and you yelped loudly as you were tugged backwards.

“What the fuck?!” You screamed, your loud voice boomed into the empty kitchen.

Before you could push Joel off, he had you pinned up against the wall, one hand was still entangled in your locks and his other hand was holding your hip against the cool wood of your kitchen cabinets.

“Get the fuck off of me.” You spat, trying to push Joel off of you. “Wait until daddy hears about this, you asshole. You’re hurting me!”

Joel barked out a laugh, it was sadistic and there was a sick smirk plastered over his features.

“Now now, don’t act like this isn’t making your needy little cunt throb.” Joel whispered. “Think it’s about time to teach you some proper manners, since you can’t seem to find any.”

“I —“ you started but Joel pressed his lips roughly to yours, his fingers tightened their grip in your hair and manoeuvred your head to exactly the right angle he wanted.

Your mouth opened willingly as Joel’s lips moved against yours, his tongue delved into your mouth and hungrily attacked every inch he could reach within your mouth. He could taste vanilla from your chapstick, he could smell your perfume wafting through his senses and it made his cock stiffen impossibly in his pants.

“You’re going to get to your knees and you’re going to be a good little girl and suck my cock. Understood? Otherwise I’m sure your daddy would love to hear how you tried to seduce his best friend, wouldn’t want that to happen now, would you?” Joel smirked, tugging your hair roughly until you were sinking to your knees obediently.

You looked up at him, through your lashes; you were the perfect sight, your plush lips were pouting again and Joel couldn’t wait until his cock was punishing your throat. Your head was swimming, you could still feel Joel’s fingers in your hair and you couldn’t deny the way your core throbbed with excitement.

Joel’s free hand toyed with the buckle of his belt to undo the leather before he freed his member from his jeans and boxers, you gulped roughly as you stared at Joel’s cock in front of your face; he was large, bigger than any other guy before him and he was impossibly thick. You knew taking him in was going to be a struggle but there was no denying that you couldn’t wait to try.

You leant forward and let your tongue kitten lick at the tip of his cock, a familiar salty tang hit your tastebuds and it made your mouth water; you wanted more. You opened your mouth, your tongue out flat and you pushed your head forward until you were enveloping his member into the hot, wet embrace of your mouth.

Joel peered down at you, he could see down the front of your cami as you leant forward, your hands laid obediently in your lap; he could see the soft peaks of your breasts and noticed the way your nipples had hardened under his gaze. Your eyes fluttered shut as you tried to sink your mouth down fully onto Joel’s cock but before you could reach the base, he hit the back of your throat which caused you to gag.

Joel laughed sadistically again, his fingers pressed into your skull as your locks entangled further around his fingers and as soon as he felt the resistance, he pushed your head down harder until his cock nudged into your throat deeper. You breathed through your nose, and your eyes screwed shut as you tried not to gag again.

“So pathetic,” Joel barked, pulling his hips back to snap forward again until you gagged once more. “Can’t even take my cock properly. Thought you were a big girl, huh?”

You fluttered your eyes open to look up at Joel, your mouth stretched around his cock as he fucked into your mouth roughly.

“Can’t back-chat now, can you, little girl?” Joel smirked, his spare hand coming up to caress your cheek softly.

You couldn’t help but lean into the tender touch, your head lulled to the side ever-so and Joel smirked as he removed his hand just to bring it down with a harsh slap. You whimpered around his length and Joel slapped you again, your cheek stung but you focused on the feeling of Joel filling your mouth.

He roughly held your cheek and used your head as leverage to roughly fuck into your mouth. Spit spilled from your swollen lips, it dribbled down your chin and you could tell that you were a mess. Tears pricked your eyes as you continuously gagged as his cock bruised your throat. You couldn’t wait until you could still feel him later, to be reminded of this moment.

Joel groaned roughly as he watched you, for once you weren’t able to pout, you weren’t able to back chat him or give him attitude. You were being just what he wanted; willing to give and so obedient.

“Good girl, taking me better now, aren’t you?” Joel cooed. “What would you do if your daddy came in and saw you like this? Crying around my cock, spit running down your chin. Dirty girl.”

You whimpered pathetically, your chest was heaving with each word and you couldn’t help but feel the panic rise in you, you were in plain sight of the front door. If your father came in now, you would be a dead woman walking. Joel abruptly pulled his length from your mouth, it made an obscene popping noise and your mouth fell agape softly, you felt so empty as soon as Joel left you.

You absently wiped at your chin with the back of your hand and Joel pulled your hair until you were on your feet once again. Laboured breaths left your swollen lips and you stared blankly at Joel, all attitude seemingly had been fucked out of your mouth and your brain was filled with thoughts of Joel and nothing else.

“Upstairs. Undress now. Get upstairs and lay on your bed face down, with your needy cunt ready for me.” Joel grunted, releasing your hair from his grip.

Your fingers massaged at your scalp softly where Joel’s grip had been, your skin aches deliciously.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, now be a good girl and go.” He spoke gruffly, his fingers dug into the small of your back and nudged your forward.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, you hadn’t seen Joel like this before and part of you wanted to laugh at this tough bravado he was putting on.

Joel noticed it, of course he did and he quickly slammed your body into the wall; it knocked the air out of your lungs and you gasped in shock.

“W-what?!” You stammered out. “I was just doing as you told, I was about to go upstairs. Isn’t that what you wanted?” You asked innocently, a small smirk spreading over your lips. You couldn’t help yourself.

“Guess I haven’t fucked the attitude out of you enough yet.”

You shrugged under the weight of Joel’s arm holding you against the wall, a shit-eating smirk only growing as you saw the frustration bubble in his features.

“Guess not. Gonna have to try harder than that, old man.” You grinned.

Joel’s hand clenched at his side, you could see his skin turning white with the effort of it and it only made you grin further. You let out a small laugh.

The older male’s face was straight, his features were cold like a stone statue but you could feel and see his anger in his eyes. He took his arm that was pinning you down and instead wrapped his hand around your throat, his fingers squeezed you pulse points gently and you moaned.

“Knew you would like that. See, I was going to give you the pleasure of a soft bed but now I’m thinking I should bend you right over the kitchen table.” Joel said with a raised brow and you nodded weakly.

He took his free hand and dipped it into the waistband of your pants; without warning his fingers slipped between your slick folds. He looked into your eyes, his gaze locked on yours as his fingers toyed with your swollen clit. He cocked a brow in question as your slick juices coated his fingers.

“So fuckin’ wet for me, little girl. You like being treated like a dumb little slut, huh?”

You nodded dumbly, your voice didn’t seem to function correctly and it’s all you could muster up. Joel’s fingers gripped tighter at your throat, the sensation made your head dizzy and all you could do was whimper weakly at the male.

“Answer me.” Joel growled, his hand releasing your throat to slap at your cheek once again.

“Y-yes, yes I do!” You spluttered out.

“Right answer.” Joel hissed as his fingers circled around your clit.

As much as he loved teasing you, he couldn’t wait any longer and he needed to hear how you sounded as you came around his fingers. You moaned, his fingers sped up and he roughly plunged two fingers into your greedy heat. Your eyes fell shut as Joel pumped his digits quickly, with the angle of his wrist, the heel of his palm nudged against your sensitive clit with each thrust of his fingers. You gripped weakly at his arms as he fucked into your hole with his fingers, his other hand squeezed your neck again and he smirked when you moaned louder.

“Come on, little girl, you can do better than that. Tell me how good my fingers feel? Huh? You wanna be a brat? Tell me how good I’m making you feel.”

“Joel,” you gasped, your fingers scratching at his skin in vein. “Feels s-so good. Can’t take it much more. You feel so good, I just need your cock filling up my hole. Please. Fuck.” You rambled, you weren’t even sure if your sentences were coherent.

“Patience. I want you to cum on my fingers. Now be a good little slut and do it for me. Hm? You wanna be all big and bratty, now cum on my fingers.” He growled lowly, his lips ghosted over your own and you pouted when he retreated as you tried to kiss him. “Stop pouting.”

Joel’s voice was gruff, it sent shivers down your spine and he pulled his fingers out to slap at the sensitive skin of your vagina. You whined and just as quickly as he pulled them out, he pressed his fingers back into you and deeper this time, they nudged at your g-spot which caused your legs to buckle underneath you. Joel laughed, he shook his head and held your hip roughly, pinning you back in place.

His fingers sped up, with each thrust the tip of his fingers rubbed over your g-spot and his palm rubbed over your clit; you were seeing stars and you knew your orgasm was about to crash over you. You clenched around Joel’s fingers and he knew the telltale signs, he kept his movements consistent and your fingers gripped roughly at Joel’s arms, searching for leverage to keep yourself upright.

“C’mon darlin’, is this all you’ve got? C’mon cum for me, be a good girl.” Joel whispered. “That’s it. Atta girl. Such a good girl.” Joel praised when he felt your walls flutter around his fingers.

You came apart almost instantly when Joel spoke to you, your legs were shaking as they fought to keep you standing as Joel’s fingers fucked you through your orgasm. Tears spilled from the corner of your eyes as you slowly came down from your intense orgasm.

Joel kissed your temple, it was a tender moment in the midst of his dominant act and it made your heart flutter rapidly.

“Bend over the kitchen table. I need to bury my cock into your pretty little cunt before your daddy gets home. Need you thinking about my cock for days after.”

Joel removed his fingers from your pants and before you could move, he pressed his slicked fingers to your mouth.

“Open.” He stated and with that, you opened your mouth and sucked in his digits.

He groaned as your tongue swirled around his thick fingers and you moaned as you tasted yourself on him. It was by far one of the filthiest things you had done, if anyone else tried it you would have slapped them and walked out but it was Joel, he was so perfect and you couldn’t say no.

“Table.” Joel said, shrugging towards the kitchen table.

You nodded, walking shakily over to the table. You shimmed your hot pants over your ass and bent over for Joel to take you as he pleased. He hadn’t bothered to pack away his hard, leaking cock and as he walked over to you, he stroked himself a few times just to stave off the throbbing. You watched on in awe, your head resting in your arms as Joel’s hand worked his cock.

“Please.” You whimpered, rubbing your thighs together in need.

“Beg for it. Beg for my cock and I’ll fill you up so good, I promise.” Joel groaned, standing behind you now. He kicked apart your feet and slapped his heavy cock against your wet pussy.

“Please Joel, I need it so bad. I want it so bad. Please. I don’t beg, usually. I’m a mess here, never wanted anything so bad. I need you.” You all but sobbed, your watery eyes peering behind you, searching for the older male.

Joel let out a breathy chuckle, he pressed his hot cock-head to your hole and without a second thought, he thrust forward roughly. It felt like he was splitting you open and you relished in the stinging sensation of your walls stretching around him. He captured one of your hips in his large palm and he pulled out of you before thrusting back into you with fervour. His other hand weaved its way into your soft locks again, pressing your head roughly into the table. Part of you registered a dull pain but all you could focus on was the feeling of Joel’s cock filling you up.

You moaned pathetically under him, your hands pawed at the smooth wood of your kitchen table and you whimpered as you searched for something to grip.

“Such a good little cocksleeve for me, hm?” Joel groaned.

You nodded weakly under Joel’s hand, as the table bit into the skin of your hips; you knew there were going to be bruises later but for now, Joel’s cock worked into you continuously and it made you dizzy.

“I said,” Joel grunted, his hips slapping against your ass. “You’re such a good cocksleeve. It’s all you’re good for, isn’t it?” Joel asked.

“Y-yes. It’s all I’m good for!” You w confirmed shakily.

“Good girl, good little slut for me; your dad’s best friend, a man who is almost double your age. What a naughty little brat. Hopefully this’ll teach you some goddamned manners going forward.” Joel spoke, it felt as if with each word, he thrusted into you twice as hard.

You were a mess under Joel, a mess of moans and begs tumbling from your lips carelessly; his cock was making you dumber with each thrust. You couldn’t even muster a coherent sentence even if you tried, let alone a bratty response. You had finally got the person you wanted the most and it was even better than you could have imagined.

“Gonna, gonna,” you whimpered as Joel’s cock nudged deep into your walls.

“Mhm, course you are. Pathetic. Little. Slut.” Joel cursed, his hips landing bruising contact against your ass.

It was such a stark contrast to how Joel carried himself in his day-to-day life, he was usually pleasant and so charming. Not dominant and with a filthy mouth at all. It drove you insane though, his words mixed with his abusing pace of his cock, it had you tumbling into your orgasm abruptly.

Your cheeks were stained with tears, you were completely at Joel’s will and you were willing to do anything the male asked for. Never before had you cum from just a guy fucking you, and never this intensely. Your stomach felt tight as your walls gripped and milked Joel; his hips stuttered as you came, your grip on his cock was enough for him to spill his hot seed into your greedy hole. Joel’s large hands pawed at your ass, his gripped the flesh roughly as he fucked himself through the aftershocks of his orgasm, his body shuddered and he slipped out of you when he finished.

You made a small noise as your body stayed in place bent over the table, you could feel Joel’s hot cum dripping down your inner thigh and it made you moan softly.

“You still wanna act like a brat?” Joel asked, his soft hand stroking at your lower back.

You shook your head no with a lazy, complacent smile on your lips.

“Good girl, don’t you forget who’s in charge here. Act like a brat again and I’ll have to punish you again.” Joel whispered as he leant down to kiss your cheek softly. “Now go clean up, you’re a mess and your daddy will be home soon. I’ll order something for breakfast, too.” He smirked, packing himself away into his jeans again.

You let out a breathy laugh as you pushed your body off the table, you winced as your back adjusted to being stood again and you grabbed your hot pants off the floor before leaving to go shower.

“I want pancakes!” You demanded from the stairs.

“‘I wants’ don’t get, darlin’. Try again.” Joel retorted.

“Fine. Please can I get some pancakes?” You huffed softly, rolling your eyes again; you were just grateful that the male couldn’t see you this.

“Looks like my cock worked, then. Good job.” He cooed.

Your legs shook as they carried you upstairs, you finally got who you wanted and you knew it would only be a matter of time until you had him again.

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#dbf!joel miller #dbf!joel miller x reader #joel miller x reader #anon request #thanks anon <3 #bratty!reader #bratty!reader x joel miller

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hi!! could you do a super cute like fluffy maddy x platonic reader? maybe they go to the mall together or like maybe the fair? idk i just love the friendship maddy vibes🤭🫶🏼

Forever and Always. - Maddy Perez x platonic!gn!reader

Maddys Masterlist | Requests are Open!

A/N: I hope you like it, because this is my first ever request I got. Shipping: Maddy Perez x platonic!gn!reader Summary: You and Maddy were friends way before she met Cassie and when you guys got into highschool, you always were there for each other, no matter what. Especially now after Cassie's betrayal with Nate. So you made it your Mission to bring her on other thoughts through that what Maddy loves the most, Shopping. Just a cute little girl's day with your life long friend. Wordcount: 1,590 Warnings: Fluff!, Talk about Nate Jacobs & Cassie, a few cuss words, kinda implied f!reader at the end but I tried to hold it gender neutral! If I missed something tell me. Notes: English is not my first Language, so if any mistakes are in I’m sorry and give this kinda to google docs and Google Translate. This plays a few days after Maddy found out about Cassie & Nate through Rue.

“How are you feeling, you know, with that all?”, you asked, while looking through some clothes. “God, please don’t get me started with that at all.”, she looked over to the other side of the clothes rack you are on now. “I don’t know what I saw in either of them.”, she continued before going to a new one.. “I believe you that.”, you smiled before taking a top out from the rack and holding it to your torso. “If you take that top, I’m going to end our friendship. That is ugly ad fuck.”, she said, turning to you. “I just looked okay, I thought it was cute.”, you said, shrugging with your shoulders. “I love you, but Yellow is not your color.”, she took the top and put it back on the rack. “Come on, let's get out of here, these clothes are all ugly. I don’t know who goes shopping here.” She took your hand while dragging you out of one shop to go to another one. The next few minutes passed in complete silence, while looking for more clothes. “Can I ask you something?”, Maddy broke the silence first, before she turned to you. “Sure.”, you turned to her. "Well, two things. First, the black one or the red one?”, she questioned while holding two tops in front of her. “Black goes with everything, but I believe, I never really saw you in anything blank red, so the red one.” “Good, the second, be real to me, what did you think of Cassie when you first met her?”, she asked, while putting the black top back. “Well, to tell you the truth.. I never really liked her. I mean, she was nice and all, but every time I saw her I just had a bad feeling, like I had with Nate. Never liked any of them to be fair.”, you know that maybe it hurts to hear the truth of someone, but it was the truth and the truth is never not hurtful. “Why did you never say anything?”, she looked at you. “Well, first off, you seemed Happy, but second of all, I didn’t wanna lose you as my friend Mads. I know you my whole fucking life, I know how you tick, even if the last few years we never really had contact through Cassie being your Best Friend, and Nate being your Boyfriend, I kinda just hold it Back. I know how you are when someone lets something negative out over people you love, I saw it often enough.You were and are my friend, I didn’t wanna lose you over something stupid.”, you said truthfully. "Oh Babes..” Maddy came over to you to bring you into a hug, she put her arms around your neck, while you put your arms around her Body. “I’m sorry, that I was like that and pushed you back.” You know that Maddy was never one to really apologize to people, or embrace them into a hug, but when she did, you knew that she meant it. “Hey, is the Fair this year back in town?”, she asked while letting go of you. “Yeah, why?” “Well, let’s go together to the fair.”, she said smiling, while a glint of mischievousness twinkled in her eyes. “God, what is your Plan?”, you asked, smiling. “Who says I have a Plan? I just wanna have a fun Time with my friend, nothing more.”, she shrugs her shoulders while continuing going to more racks to look. You giggled quietly to yourself, before following Maddy. -

You were sitting in a Starbucks, both drinking you a latte and having a snack. You both kinda catch up with your lifes, before Maddy turns quiet and looks behind you, when you turned around you saw what makes her quiet. Cassie and Nate were walking Hand in Hand through the Mall. You rolled your eyes before looking at Maddy and making a gagging noise. That brought Maddys look back to you and made her smile. “Come let’s get finished and head out of here. No need to see those Cunts here.”, you laughed. Both of you finished your stuff, before grabbing your bags and heading to the parking lot. In your car, she connected her phone with your car and put some music on. The drive to your Home was like 30 Minutes but none of you care, with Doja Cat and Saweetie you both just felt the Music. Especially when Best Friend came on, you both were just sitting in your car feeling the Music at the top of your lungs screaming the Lyrics and having a great time. “fuck, i forgot how much Fun we have everytime.”, Maddy laughed while hugging you from her seat. You laughed with her, it was no matter how much time can pass between you and Maddy not seeing each other, once you two are back everything feels like you never spend days or months apart from each other. Once you guys reached your house, you parked and got in with all your new bought clothes. -

#maddy perez imagine #maddy euphoria #maddy perez x reader #maddy perez #maddy x reader #maddy perez x you #maddy perez x y/n #maddy perez fanfiction #euphoria #writing-with-emy

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We All Go A Little Mad Sometimes Pt. 1 of 2

Incel!Perv!Jonathan Byers x Dark!Latina!Reader

Angst/Smut : Dark Fic : Enemies to Lovers : College AU

Summary: You ask for Jonathan’s to embark on a road trip with you to terrorize a girl you’re seeking revenge on. Meanwhile, Jonathan has plans to blackmail you to assert ‘his power’ over you via the advice of his incel community. Things go south in his plan, once he meets your enemy who happens to be a familiar someone.

Word Count: 4.8k+

A/N: I wrote this fic because I was inspired by a post in the Jonathan Byers smut tag and it gave me this idea that I thought could be fun. This will is a End of The Fucking World-esque Plotline. It’ll be somewhat modern with modern language. It’s a 2 parter and part 2 will be posted pretty quickly because I’ve written a bunch of fics that I’ve been pushing out. I intended the Reader to have a similar personality to Maddy Perez from Euphoria. This will have dark humor mixed in with some hot content. This has Jonathan’s POV (darkened/italic are his thoughts) throughout the story but it’s mostly in 2nd POV. Part 2 Here

Warnings: this is fucked up, perv!reader, yandere!reader, reader and Jonathan are both batshit insane, incel community and toxic language, bi!reader, pining, sexual tension, misogyny, gatekeeping, dark humor, cheerleader!reader, dom!reader, sub!jonathan, use of ‘papi’, handjob, oral sex (f receiving), bonded hands (via scrunchie), ass worship, anal play/sex, degradation kink, fingering, cumming in pants, minor praise kink, dry humping, kissing, all characters over 18, jonathan is a virgin until he isn’t 😉😉, reader is given the alias ‘Babydoll’ which is used throughout the fic instead of Y/N

*Jonathan’s POV*

Morning, readers. This is Jonathan’s daily words. I just wanted start off by saying…When I graduated, I thought the days of social cliques, petty rumors, and caring for reputations were all over. I felt that all were left behind when I stepped into the ‘real world’ . I was so wrong. College was no different. It wasn’t only a place for the intelligent. You had your jocks and cheerleaders who were lucky enough to obtain sports scholarships, rich brats with parents that paid their way in, and then the worse of them all…attention whores. The ones that swear they’re intelligent and top of the class.

This girl at my university is the perfect example of all 3. Cheerleader, rich, and whore. I call her “Babydoll” because she’s just as plastic and fake as one. I hate her with my every brain cell. Girls like her were only trouble. They use people to get what they want. It works in her favor every fucking time because she’s “pretty”. She’s average at best. Yet, people always fall for her. The weak-minded ones, anyway.

Us, though, we see through the shit. That’s what makes us better than anyone in this godforsaken planet. That’s what’ll make us rule this earth someday. Before I go, I challenge you all today. Do something that you believe’ll make a difference. That way we’ll be one step closer to that future molded by us.

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Jonathan signs off, preparing to head to his first class of the day. The one he shared with you. Although, he despised you, he also found you quite fascinating. You were great writing material for his journals and his followers seemed to be a fan of you as well.

Jonathan enters the classroom, noticing a frat brother sat right in his seat. He stares at the burly man. The man staring back.

“That’s my seat.” Jonathan says. His voice so monotone it was hard to tell he was angry.

“There aren’t any assigned seats, dork. Find another.” The frat boy dismisses him.

Jonathan clenches his jaw, seething and staring at the man one last time before choosing another seat. He can hear his fellow peers whispering behind his back calling him ‘sociopathic’ and ‘psychotic’.

“Did you see his eyes? He looked like he was gonna kill you?” One peer says.

“Maybe he’s killed before.” The other would say.

He tunes them out. This is the kind of insufferable shit I’ve got to deal with every day. He growls to himself. Jonathan’s thoughts cease to exist the moment you finally walk into the classroom. His eyes following your every move. You sat in the row beside him, two seat up so that you were in front of the class. Attention whores loved to sit in the front to be teacher’s pet. Clearly, she’s teacher’s pet. Each day of class, the professor won’t keep his eyes off of her, staring down her shirt she wore to show off her body. I’m sure they’re fucking each others brains out. He was considered a ‘Chad’ and that’s exactly the type she’d prey after. Jonathan thoughts are once again interrupted when he sees you whip your head around in his direction. In fact, the entire class was looking directly at him.

“Jonathan Byers.” The professor calls out.

Jonathan recognizing that his name was being called for attendance but he’d been so distracted by you. The professor has already called his name twice by now. Redness creeped up on his cheeks. “Here.” He says.

The students stifled chuckles as they turned their attention back to the front of the room. His eyes shift back to you. You were still looking at him, smirking then turning away. It was as if you knew your effect on him.

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After class, Jonathan stopped by for some lunch at the food court area. He sat to himself, reading his manga and occasionally taking bites of his food. He didn’t have much friends or friends at all. The nerds in his photography club didn’t count as true friends. His friends were online. A community of them that shared his belief.

He found himself so immersed in the story, he hadn’t recognized you standing there for at least 10 seconds, looking down at him. His eyes dart up at you, lowering the manga.

You point at the single, empty chair at his table. “This seat taken?” You smile.

There was that sickeningly evil smile you loved to shoot others to get what you wanted. It was brain rotting. Jonathan worried if he stared at you any longer that he’s burst to ash.

Nonetheless, Jonathan shook his head as a ‘no’, giving you the permission to sit. You plopped your tray on the table and took a seat, eyes squinting at the book he held in his hand.

“I love that manga. Great taste.” You complimented him but in Jonathan’s eyes you might as well have called him an idiot.

He scoffed. “You read manga?”

“Yep.”

“Name three.”

“Are you really gonna quiz me on this?” You’re the one to scoff now, crossing your arms.

Jonathan remains quiet but his expression lets you know that he meant it.

You sighed. “Banana Fish, Akira, Parasyte.”

Shit. All the ones I like, too. No way did she learn that on her own. Some nerd probably taught her that so she can pick up more nerds to do her homework. She only sat here to seduce me for just that reason.

You study Jonathan’s face noticing the inner conflict within himself, you smirked. “Are you realizing that you like the mangas that most manga readers already know? How does it feel being basic?”

“You came here to pick on me? Take a number.” Jonathan bites hard into the baby carrot, underlining his creeping anger.

“No,” Your voice soft and sweet. “I genuinely would like to get to know you. I’m Y/N, by the way.”

“I know.”

“How?”

Jonathan gazes at her, incredulously. “We have History together.”

“I know I’m just teasing, Jonathan.”

His body freezes at the sound of his name on your lips. It was the first time he’d heard you say it. It sent blood flowing to an area that he really wished wouldn’t awaken at this moment.

“I just wanted to formally introduce myself,” You continued. “We haven’t talked once and this semester’s almost over. I didn’t want it to end before we could speak since i don’t think anyone will be in town for winter break.”

“What could we possibly talk about that we’d have in common?”

You shot him a bored look, picking up his manga as an answer. “And I’m sure there is so much more. Hey, why don’t we study for that final together? It could be fun.”

“I’m fine. Thank you.”

You lean in, breath tickling his lips and eyes locked on one another’s. “Trust me. It’ll be fun.”

Jonathan swallowed hard. He should say no. He declined perfectly fine before but with your apple-scented shampoo wafting in the air, he couldn’t think clearly.

“O-okay, but we’re not doing anything.”

You threw your head back in laughter, leaning back in your chair. You cocked your head to the side. “What kind of girl do you take me for?” You hold a hand up as if held under oath. “Estaré en mi mejor conducta.”

He hoped that meant that you promising to leave him be. He couldn’t imagine you coming over to his place. You were clearly teasing.

“Tonight at 8. At your dorm?” You asked.

“Why not yours?”

“My roommate’s asked for some privacy for tonight. The ‘sock on the door’ thing, ya know. I walked in on her one time. Saw some really freaky ass shit. Never again. So I’m pretty much out of my door from 8-9. I figure maybe that would be my opportunity to study with a new buddy.” You nudged him with your elbow before checking the time on your watch. “Well, gotta go to my next class. I’ll see you tonight.”

Waving, you gathered your things and left him alone once again. He was surprised that you were comfortable enough to even approach him to behin with and now you two had a study date. Had she been replaced by an alien?

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Evening, fellas. So the Babydoll decided to approach me while I was peacefully reading my favorite manga and she’s all, “I’d like to come over to your place to… ‘study’.” And like a fucking simp I said “Yes.” You see that’s the thing with venomous women like Babydoll, you let ‘em too close and you’re suddenly not thinking straight. They’re like fucking witches. So, I come before you as humbled as can be. As a fellow member of this community. How should I stop this brainwashing from continuing any further? How do I give myself the strength to pry myself from her hex?

*comments*

Brosbeforehoes67 actually this could be good.

HeManWomanHaters yea maybe you can finally get some from that slut

Nice_guysfinishlast all in favor for Johnny to take the bitch by her reigns, say I 🙋‍♂️

Allwhoresarewitches just say yes to anything she says now maybe it’ll work in your favor

Jonathan smiles wickedly at the responses, amused by the suggestions. Most ranging from silly to outright violent. He hears a knock at his front door. That was weird. He wasn’t expecting a visitor so soon.

Answering the door, you stood right in his doorway wearing your skimpy cheer costume. Jonathan could feel the front of his pants begin to tighten, heart pounding at an alarmingly dangerous rate. He need to sit down soon or he could faint.

“What are you doing here?” He asks as unfazed as he could.

“I know I’m like an hour and a half early but I did try to change before I got here from practice. Roommate decided to start the fun early so no access to decent clothes. I had nowhere else to go and knowing you don’t take night classes on Thursdays so I came here.”

“How do you know my schedule?” He inquires.

“U-um…well, I saw your planner opened up on the table during lunch. I’m a little perceptive you could say. Let me in? Por favor.”

He shakes a hand through his hair, frizzing it up in frustration then reluctantly moves to the side and lets you in.

Your eyes surveyed up and down the room. “You have a dorm to yourself?”

“For now,” Jonathan answered. “They haven’t found me a roommate yet.”

“Lucky you.” You lead yourself to his bedroom much to his chagrin.

“Hey, that’s off limits. We could study out here in the living room.”

You ignore his protests, taking him by his hand and leading him into the bedroom. You have him sit on the edge of his bed along with you, throwing your backpack down between you.

“Shall we begin?” You say, rummaging through your bag.

“B-begin what?”

“Studying, mi amor.”

Did she just call me her ‘love’? This could just be another one of her temptress tactics.

“Right.”

He takes the textbook on the shelf beside him, opening it to the chapter you both were meant to study.

“First question is…Who was the first president of the United States?” You read.

“What? No way. That’s too easy. Is that really one of the questions?” Jonathan skims his notes.

You burst out laughing at his confusion. “Kidding. Boy, you really can’t pick up a joke.”

“It’s hard to do so when your a girl. I don’t understand girl humor.”

“The hell is ‘girl humor’? It’s just a joke.”

“That’s subjective.” He retorts.

“Maybe,” You shrug. Then all of a sudden, you began to violently cough into the long sleeve of your cheer crop top. “You think you could make me some tea. It could really help my throat. It’s sooo sore.”

Probably from blowing the teacher. Jonathan rolls his eyes. The quicker he follows your command, the faster he’d get through this study session and report back to the guys. “Fine. Wait here.” He grumbles, leaving the room.

Little did Jonathan know that this was all a ploy to buy you some time to look through his accessible computer. The tabs were still open. You knew this would be fun.

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Jonathan walks back into the room and he nearly dropped the hot tea cup onto the ground. He stood there paralyzed but he had to make a move or else you’d see too much.

“Look, I can explain.”

“Babydoll? That’s the best you could come up with,” Your sickeningly sweet voice now low and sultry. “By the way, this…” You gestures to your boobs and body. “Is all real. No plastic here, mi amor. And ‘average at best’? In your fucking dreams, maybe.”

“I-I…” Jonathan can barely form a sentence.

You stood up slowly from the computer chair, eye contact not breaking from his. Every step forward you took, he took backward until he ended up hitting a wall, a drop of hot tea splashing out its cup onto the carpet.

You looked down at it then up at him again with a wicked smile. “I’ll just take this from your hands. Wouldn’t want you making anymore of a mess?”

You placed the cup on the shelf beside you, pressing your body against his and he gasps. “Look at you. You’re trembling,” Her fingertips glide down his flannel shirt. “Haven’t had a touch from a woman before, have you? Such a shame. You are quite handsome.”

“You’re strange.” He says, trying to gain his confidence but his wavering tone couldn’t fool you.

“I’m strange? You’re the one who pretended like you hated me when you secretly want to fuck me,” You wrapped a hand around his throat. “You can’t stop thinking about me. It makes you so mad that I’m fucking the teacher and not taking your cock instead.”

“You’re wrong. I don’t want to fuck you. I know you’re just trying to use me and hurt me.”

“That’s exactly…” You cupped his erection for emphasis eliciting a small yelp from him. “…what I want to do to you.”

“I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Does it matter?” You rolled your eyes.

“What do you want from me? Why are you suddenly interested in me? Then, you invade my privacy and your touching me like this. We said nothing will happen.”

“Nothing will happen. But if you wish for me to let you go. I can, papi.”

You were trying to kill him. That was it.

“Ask me to let you go and I will.” You rephrased.

“I c-can’t.”

“Why?” Your voice returns to its saccharine state.

“Because I…I—”

“Like it?” You suggested.

“I don’t know.” He whimpers as you begin to palm him through his pants. He stares up at the ceiling, relishing in the feeling of you pressed against him taking up his oxygen with your intoxicating scent.

“You’re smart,” You yank yourself away. Hands no longer wrapped around his throat and his hardness. “Figure it out. Until then, I won’t touch you any further. But I did have a method to my madness.”

Jonathan lowers his eyes, back to reality. “What?”

“You have all this hatred towards women, right? Maybe I can give you your first victim to practice this out.”

“What do you mean?”

You exhaled deeply, dropping yourself on his bed again. “There’s this girl. We used to be…close. But then she fucking left me high and dry and betrayed me. I hadn’t seen her on a year. We went to different universities but, winter break, I’ll be able to see her again. She’s lives in Hawkins. I once lived there, too. And you as well, right?”

“Yeah?” He says in a confused tone.

“You’re wondering how I know that. Well, I guess I should come clean about myself, too. That way we have no more secrets between us. I’ve been watching you reeeaal close.”

“So, in other words, you’ve been stalking me.” Jonathan teases only to be surprised by your answer.

“Yes. I have.”

“Well, let’s just say that I get kind of intense when there’s someone I really like.”

“Y-you like me?”

“I do. I thought fucking the teacher would get you jealous enough to do something but I guess I must accept that you just aren’t the assertive type. That’s okay. I can be that for the both of us.”

Jonathan’s world felt like it was spiraling. This felt like a fever dream. No way could this be real.

“Anyway, I’m going to Hawkins for the break and I want us to travel together. We’re going to break into that puta’s house and we’re going to fuck with her mind.”

“And why would I help you?”

“Because I know you want to,” Her voice becomes menacing. “Also, I may like you, but I will take you down. I have pictures of your disgusting posts. I will share them with the entire college population and end you.”

Jonathan is speechless.

“Shall we resume our studies?”

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Hey, readers. Let me tell you a story. Stop me if this sounds familiar. Ice Queen reveals herself to be infatuated with an invisible misfit. Then, she asks you to join her on a trip to attack her lesbian lover as retaliation for breaking her heart. There’s a possible chance of violence maybe even…murder.

*comments*

redchevy1972 all girls are either sluts or lesbians

mangaover_comics is that the plot to jennifer’s body? never seen it but that megan fox is surely a 10

incelsarelaw86 *mangaover_comics she’s about an 8. too hairy for me. if this is about Babydoll, Johnny boy, you’ve gotta make her your personal sex slave

luigiisunderrated *incelsarelaw86 yea or he could expose her for the crazy whore she is maybe blackmail her into doing sexual favors for you

Maybe there was some way he could turn the situation around so that he’s have the power over you. This winter break trip was just what Jonathan needed. This would be his big break. In his eyes, he’ll go down in the history books of man.

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Finals had come and gone. Jonathan found out you’d passed with a grade higher than his. That pissed him off so badly that he knew that he had to control his power on you soon or he just might focus his rage in more harmful outlets.

His rage was silent but you’d caught onto it, glancing at him as he drove. It was finally winter break now so your plans for Hawkins was in full motion. You wanted to enjoy the trip with your new love but you were getting irritated at his behavior towards you.

“Qué pasa? What’s got your knots in twists?”

“Nothing. I’d like to have a peaceful drive to Hawkins. It’s going to be a long one and I don’t wish to argue.”

“You’re such a child,” You groaned. “Is it because you caught me speaking with the teacher today? I promise it was innocent.”

“No. For the last time, I don’t care if you sleep with the teacher. You and I are not even friends.” Jonathan feels as if the air has been sucked out of the car. You grow quiet in a bubbling rage.

“You…” You say through clenched. Jonathan awaits an explosion of fury instead there’s an explosion of tears. “You are such a dickhead.”

Jonathan darts his eyes between the road and you in a panic. “Hey, wait, don’t cry. I’m sorry, okay.”

You continued to sob in your hands, your words muffled by them but Jonathan can hear things like ‘why won’t you love me’ and ‘asshole’.

“I’ll seriously give you anything you want if you please stop crying.”

“Anything?” Her head pops up.

It was all an act! The fuck is wrong with this girl?

“Yes. Anything reasonable.” He adds.

“Well, we have been driving for nearly 3 whole hours. We’ve got to get some rest.” You advised.

“We agree on rest stops on every 6th hour.”

“6 hours is kind outrageous, dude. We need a break,” You point. “There’s motel right there. We can check in.”

“Fine.” He enters the parking lot of the motel and positions his car in a space. You both made your way to the front counter.

“How can I help you?” The man asks.

“Two—”

“One room please. The one with a king bed.”

“What?”

“Anything, remember?”

Jonathan crosses his arms. She was obviously not letting him live that down for the remainder of the trip.

When you got to your room, you immediately dropped your bag and dropped your whole body on the bed, shoes kicked off. You pretended to make snow angels, sinking deeper into the soft mattress.

“Ahhh, this will be nice.”

Just as Jonathan began to remove his jacket, you pull him by the hand and yanked him up onto the mattress, too.

“Jump with me.” You jumps and circles around Jonathan.

“So, I’m the child, was it?” He asks, referring to your comment earlier.

“Will you stop having a stick up your ass and join me?” You continued to bounce taking his hands to urge him with you. Soon, he found himself jumping forcefully and then involuntarily.

It felt lighthearted and fun, spinning, bouncing, and laughing with one another. You’d almost forgotten that you were here for anything but wholesome actions. Then, some damning evidence falls out of his pockets and your mind is back on its goal.

You scrambled for the items that fell onto the mattress, hearing him stammering above you. It was candid polaroid photos of you in comprising positions. You look up at him, seeing his adam’s apple bobbing.

“You little pervert.”

“I’m sorry.” He says, head lowered as he sat himself next to you.

“What were you gonna do with these? Sell them off to your incel fuckers?”

“It’s not like that.” He shakes his head, looking defiantly into your eyes.

“You’re trying to make a power move over me. Are you? You think leaking little photos of me slipping into my cheer uniform is going to make me submit to you,” You chuckled. “Mi amor, I used to get paid for shit like that. That’s nothing.”

“It’s not what these are for?”

“So you’re just carrying these in your pocket to jack off to or something?”

“M-maybe. Is that so wrong? You’ve always known that I’ve wanted you for so long. What’s so surprising about me carrying them? You’re just trying to humiliate me at this point. It’s all you women do.”

You stood up from the bed, standing in front him. “Kneel before me.”

Jonathan wanted to stand his ground but the look on your face told him to do as you said. He sinks to his knees in front you, watching you with a glint of wonder in his eyes.

You take the scrunchie from your hair letting your hair flow down from it’s ponytail. You asked for his hands and he releases them to you, stretching the scrunchie over his wrists then letting his hands drop to the front of his lap.

“You better not break it or I’ll break you.”

Psychotic witch.

Pulling your underwear off, his face was in level with your glistening core. His mouth suddenly began to salivate. You run your fingers through his hair.

“You’re virgin. Aren’t you, papi?”

You tug his hair when he doesn’t answer, he groans. “Yes. I am.”

“I can tell. You get sensitive from every little touch. I bet you’ll cum before I have you in my mouth tonight.”

He shivers at your words.

“See? Look at you. Trembling the way you did the night I touched you in your room,” Your fingers began to rub at you clit. You close your thick thighs around your hand. He can hardly see you touching the nub. He needed you to spread your legs. “I wanted to fuck you so badly that night. I didn’t because I wanted to make sure you liked me. You have a hard time showing a girl you care, ya know?”

“Can I taste?” He pants, cock hard against his jeans.

“You wanna taste me? You wanna know what I feel like riding your thick tongue.”

“Mhm. But I want you to ride my face from behind.” He’d seen it in a porn before. The guy would have access to the girl’s anus as well as her pussy so he can lick both with no issue. He’d always imagined eating your ass especially since it was so beautiful shaped and ample.

You turned around bending over in a 90 degree and back yourself against his mouth, grabbing the front of his hair for support. He laps away at your core finding himself lost in the globes of your ass whenever he’d lick there. All you could do was moan and writhe against him.

He was a man starved. He’d never tasted anything like it but he was addicted. He was sure the members of his community would freak out and possibly turn on him if they knew how well he worship you.

He needed his hands free if he was going to make you cum super hard for him. Expertly slipping his hands from the scrunchie one hand at a time, his large hands grip your hips and you’re caught by surprise.

He makes it so that you are bent over the bed, him still on his knees. You laid out on your stomach gave him the support he needed to thoroughly taste you. He dives back in sucking your labia into his mouth hard, collecting all your juices on your tongue. He groans, the vibrations going straight to your core. You rock back and forth against his tongue before he dips it back to tease the anal hole.

You were crying out like you were in pain. In a way you were because the pleasure felt so good it was borderline painful. He pulls his mouth away from you and just about when you were going to protest, he sinks two thick finger into you.

“Oohhh fuck yes.” You mewled, thrusting back against his fingers. Kneeling onto the bed next to you, his fingers never leave your core. You’re on all fours now, riding back against his fingers, and he presses his hardened cock against the side of your thigh. He’s humping your leg and the delicious feeling of him throbbing warm against you makes you feral.

You push his back against the mattress, climbing on top of him. Rubbing your slick core back and forth right of his clothed cock. He can feel your wet heat staining and pulsating against his jeans. He kisses you first and you moan into it. You were happy to feel his lips and tongue on you for the first time. Getting so greedy that you could practically swallow his tongue.

You rut feverishly against him, him thrusting up into your core.

“I’m gonna cum.” You whispered against his mouth.

“Me too.”

He says, digging his fingertips into the flesh of your ass.

“Cum with me, papi. Let me feel it.”

That was all the permission he needed. He releases in his pants spurts of hot cum seeping through his black jeans. You can hardly tell the difference between the patch of your wetness and his but the thought of your mixed juices turned you on and soon you’d follow right after him, mouth on his once again to ground you while you went through that earth shattering experience.

When you’d both come down, you slid of his lap lying by his side and panting. Your breaths matching each other’s.

“I can’t believe I did that.”

“Me neither. Where did you learn to do oral like that?” You say in complete disbelief at how well he did. “You were fucking incredible.”

Jonathan felt a pride in his chest at your praise. “Porn.”

“No way. Porn is terrible at teaching people how to fuck. Must’ve been one hell of a video.” You joked.

“Are we going to have sex?” Part of Jonathan was excited the other was worried about what that meant for his reputation in his community.

You must’ve sensed this because you say, “Nah. That’ll be when your ready to let go of those losers you call your community.”

“They’re really not so bad.”

“They are terrible to women.”

“And you’re not?” Jonathan says raising his head to face you.

“No. I’m going after my ex only and that’s because she knows what she did to me.”

“What is it?”

“Not ready to talk about it now. Okay. Maybe in due time.”

“So I’m not ready to give up my virginity and you’re not ready to open up.”

You nod. “Who knows? Maybe we’ll come to our decisions at the same time. That’d be romantic.” You curled up to his side.

In the back of his mind, Jonathan worried that this was all just a plan to further corrupt him until you’d eventually get bored and toss him aside. Maybe he wanted you but he’ll definitely keep an eye out for anything suspicious.

Estaré en mi mejor conducta = I’ll be on my best behavior

Qué pasa = what’s wrong

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lolawassad · 2 years

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Can you do a maddy Perez x reader smut when they 69 And maddy F her with a strap

SMUT MINORS DNI

Not my best work sorry:(

Dom!maddy x sub!afab!reader

3rd pov

You walk into your girlfriends house and call out "mads?" But get no reply, its then you hear moans

You can feel your heart break in millions of pieces when you hear maddy's moans and two other peoples moans.

You walk into her room prepared to see her with two other people but she has on porn making you sigh in relief, you quickly wipe the tears but maddy sees em

"Princess come sit here" she says patting her naked lap, the only thing she has on is a strap-on, she pulls you so your back is to her chest when you get in reach, you can feel her strapon sitting between your asscheeks

You then see two girls 69ing, maddy starts kissing your neck "i want us to do that, i want you to choke on my cock, you okay with that?" She asks you

"Yes please" you say making her move quick, your panties are pulled down and your face hovering over the pink dildo

She pulls your cunt onto her waiting tongue and starts eating you like a starved woman, you start licking the strap-on but she is quick to pull your hair and manhandle you to start sucking, when you start she moans loudly due to the inside having a smaller dildo in it, thats nestled into her tight hole

She starts slapping your ass when you stop sucking for a bit to let out loud mewls

After a bit she stops and bites the inside of your thigh "get up" she demands making you get up on shaky legs she pushes you on the bed and shoves her dildo inside you

She also shoves two fingers in your open mouth and starts pounding into your cunt

#euphoria #euphoria smut #maddy perez x reader smut #maddy perez smut #maddy perez x reader #maddy x reader #euphoria x reader

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infernalodie · 2 years

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how bout a maddy x male reader where they are in a secret relationship and like inlove with eachother (you can pick what the readers relationship with nate is) even while she's with nate, and maddy wants to leave nate but can't get away from him no matter what she does, so the r and maddy come up with a plan to get rid of him, like maybe they dig up some shit on him or get evidence of every little thing he has done to maddy and others (you don't have to do this plan you can come up with whatever you think fits best)

Oooooo, I like this! I got you babe.

𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

“𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵”

Inspo: Bruno Mars - Locked Out Of Heaven

Pairing: Maddy Perez x Male!reader

Summary: Love may have been a broad thing, but the instant connection Maddy had with you stayed with her. Following ever step of the way, using you as a way of silence and safe haven from all the bullshit. She loved you, but never could truly live the life she wanted. But thank god you were more than keen to hurt Nate.

(gif used is not mine)

Warnings: slight angst if you squint and fluff

Words 2004

The night air hit your skin bitterly with each gust nipping at your flesh. Arms crossed over you chest in a desperate hope that it would give you the warmth needed. Music in the mall parking lot blasted from the rest of the kids having their own little public party, a mini car meet per say.

But you constantly glanced left and right, hoping to spot Maddy sooner than later. She knew the spot and time when you would be grabbing her, so it was just a matter of waiting or getting a text to call off the night. But the chance of that happening was highly unlikely considering the fact that she had called you to set this up instead of you.

These nightly gettogethers weren’t at all unfamiliar to you. This has been happening for a good majority of 3 months now. You may have been Maddy’s sneaky link, but at least you were something in her life. Considering her love life with Nate was the definition of horrific. So, for you to be the safe haven for Maddy was something you were fine with. Especially with her already having professed her love for you.

What made it better was during school. When you were seated across the cafeteria, you could find her stealing glances at you. Always finding a way to leave a lingering touch on her body when no one was paying attention. Those brief touches and moments of intimacy and affection had been enough for Maddy. They kept her wanting more after school where you two would meet up and stay together for the rest of the night.

When you felt an additional pair of arms wrap around you, you smiled. Craning your head and finding Maddy smiling widely at you. “Hi.”

“Hi.” You chuckled. “Where do you want to go?”

She shrugged. “We just need to talk. Wherever would do.”

Taking that answer as being good enough, you motioned her to the passenger seat with you getting in on the other side. Once the both of you were situated, you drove out of the parking lot and thought of the nearest restaurant or fast food place you two could be and know there was no curious eyes watching.

When it came to keeping what you two had, there came difficulties. There wasn’t ever a situation where you two could chance anything. Ever knew Nate and even more knew Cal Jacobs. So, if they saw Nate’s girlfriend slumming it with some kid from the Southside of Highland, there would be some questions. And as much as you wanted Maddy to yourself, you wouldn’t put her through that bullshit. Nate was bad enough as it is and you had to deal with sharing this girl.

She made it worth it for you. ‘Cause while you had to watch them hold hands and kiss at school and fuck at Nate’s, she didn’t love him. It was a matter of him being so damn controlling that he wouldn’t let Maddy get far enough away to be free. So, as long as she loved you and weren’t using you, then you could deal with this a little while longer. As long as you got to spend countless nights with this girl and see her walk around in nothing else but your shirts.

After swinging through a Subway, the two of you parked in a quiet parking lot. You had started eating as Maddy unbuckled her seat belt and turned towards you. “I wanna leave, Nate.”

You nearly laughed. “Babe, we’ve talked about this countless times. Every time you’ve tried, he’s been controlling.” It wasn’t like you weren’t on board, it was more so the fact that you didn’t see any easy way of doing it. Sure, show up with a gun and threaten Nate would work, but could backfire. Get people to beat his head in? That would work but unless those people were loyal, you would surely get locked up.

“I want to blackmail him.”

That made you stop, turning your head to her as you continued to chew. That could actually work.

“What do you have in mind?” You asked, placing your sub on the wrapper and onto the dark as you dusted your hands off.

“Okay, so, you remember that CD?” You nodded at her question. “We can hold that over his head. As well as the fact that he had blackmailed Tyler, the guy I fucked last year and made Jules make a false report of the crime.”

Sighing, you leaned back in your seat and thought it over. The idea wasn’t a horrible one. But what other ones could you do that weren’t incriminating?

Turning your head to your girlfriend, you raised a brow. “Do you still have the disk?” You asked, earning a nod. “Okay. We should copy it just in case he tries anything. But I can do the talking. Just when you copy it, hide in the vent in your bathroom or something.”

Maddy felt her lips curl into a smile with her hands grabbing yours. “So, are you in?”

That smile, those eyes, they held so much hope. Hope that you would be there and be willing to do as much for her as she was for you.

For so long, for three long months, Nate had been holding you from heaven. Creating a large golden lock that divided you from Maddy. You didn’t get full access. What you had to do was to sneak around and see her and then leave as soon as Nate checked. You had been deprived of this girl for so long and you were indeed willing to do anything to have her for yourself.

So, with a smile, you nodded. “I’m in, baby.”

Nate rode in his truck. The skeleton’s of houses on either side of him as dirt bellowed behind his vehicle. Keeping a watchful eye out for the grey Impala he was told to find.

He had gotten a call from you, from his childhood best friend to meet at the newest neighborhood that his dad’s company was building. He didn’t think much of it because it was you. The guy he used to chill with in grade school and got drunk and smoked weed for the first time together. Now, you two would barely acknowledge one another in the halls at school. Perhaps you two would be catching up on old time sake.

Turning down another road, the high beams of cars headlights flashed twice before turning off. Nate smiled as he came to a park in front of the vehicle and spotting you through your front window. Smiling and waving at him as he got out.

“What’s up, you motherfucker?” Nate chuckled as you got out of yours and walked towards him with arms open.

“Nothing much, but what about you, you dumbass?”

The both of you hugged and laughed softly. “You got big you bastard. Never actually noticed until now.” You patted his arms as he chuckled.

“Well, footballs been a good help.” The both of you leaned against the side of your car with you pulling out a joint and sparking it up.

Glancing at Nate, you grinned. “Just like old times, right?” You handed him the blunt and he took a hit. Inhaling deeply before handing it over to you.

As much as you wanted to ignore it, you wish you had been here under better terms. But Nate had changed and you had never wanted to be affiliated with him. And you hated that this reminded you of the times when he was a good person and wasn’t a complete sociopath. Better yet, a psychopath.

“So, what did you call me here for, Y/n?” He asked, looking around. “Not usually the type of place I had in mind to meet up with a friend.”

Sighing, you nodded. “You’re right.” He turned to you, raising a bow. “This isn’t where friends meet because we aren’t friends, Nate. I’m here to give you a warning and I’ll only give it once.”

Nate now seemed on edge as he stood up from your vehicle with him turning to you. “What is it?”

Taking another hit off the blunt, you exhaled and looked up at him. “Leave Maddy alone, man.” You said. “Move on. Find some other girl to abuse in your free time, a’ight?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Nate chuckled. “I don’t abuse-”

“You blackmailed Tyler.” You cut him off. “You blackmailed him and said Maddy was black out drunk. Of course, Maddy did this for whatever reason but she admitted that she wasn’t.” A laugh escaped your lips as you pointed at him. “And she fucked another dude to get back at you.”

Clicking your tongue to your roof, you shrugged. “I mean, we’ve been fucking on the low because she wants to-”

Before you could finish, Nate grabbed you by the collars of your shirt. Ready to punch you, but something clicking stopped him. Looking over his shoulder to see Ashtray with a shotgun. “What’s up, daddy’s boy?”

Fez hopped out the back seat of your car with a gun in hand. Nate looked at both the brothers than you. He was met by a grin as you tilted your head. “What? Thought I wouldn’t come prepared?” You asked as he shoved you and backed away. “Nate, everyone knows you got problems with your anger. So, I made sure to call some friends of mine to make sure you don’t step too far out of line.”

“What the fuck do you want?” He barked as you ran your hands down your sweater.

“Well, you’re going let Maddy leave you.” You stated. “She doesn’t love you, man. She loves me. Deal with that how you will, but it’s the truth and you’re gonna have to live with that.”

“And if I don’t let her?”

Just by the look in his eyes, you could see he was testing you. Seeing if you would actually stand your ground. It was his word against some low lifes and he was very confident that he could get you and the two brothers in jail.

Standing to your feet, you tossed the blunt to your feet and crushed it under your Nike Air Maxes. Stepping to the boy, you smiled. “Then I show everyone that disk of your daddy.” You whispered. “Then, I’ll go to the police and tell them you blackmailed Jules with explicit photos of her to get what you wanted. I’m sure they would let you take Tyler’s cell in return, bud.”

Nate could only glare at you as you smiled, patting his chest. “Do with that information as you will. But you don’t come near Maddy or even talk to her, alright?” You stopped at the car door, waiting a response. “Got it?” You asked again, tone more serious as the boy glanced at Ashtray then back at you.

“Got it.”

You then smiled, clapping your hands together. “Then we’re in agreement.” You opened your door and stepped inside. “I’ll see you at school, Jacobs.”

Nate watched you, Fez and Ashtray drive away, leaving him behind to think over his options.

“Rue, I’m going to throw hands if you do that shit again.” You warned as the girl giggled in amusement. Poking your cheek again, your grabbed her and lifted her over your shoulder. “Bitch, I’m going to fuck you up!”

“Fuck you!”

“Y/n!”

You spun around, Rue still on your shoulder as Maddy walked over to you. Before you could utter a word, she pressed her lips against yours. You didn’t hesitate to reciprocate with your hand holding her hip.

When she finally pulled away, she was grinning like a fool. “It worked.” She muttered. “You got him.”

That made you smile as your kissed her again. Smiling as she hummed softly, arms wrapping around your shoulders.

“Hey, uh, can you let me down? I don’t really wanna be right here when you two start making out.”

#euphoria #maddy perez #euphoria hbo #euphoria imagine #alexa demie #maddy perez x reader #maddy perez x male reader #maddy perez fluff #fuck nate jacobs #euphoria s2 #maddy perez x male!reader #maddy perez euphoria #nate jacobs

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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Study Buddy

Warnings: cursing, mentions of drug use, oral sex

Pairings: Maddy Perez x Female Reader

Summary: In which Maddy and Y/N get partnered up for a project at school but, when Y/N comes to Maddy's place to work, things take a turn.

Character: Maddy Perez (played by Alexa Demie)

Show: Euphoria

You pulled into the driveway at Maddy's place. She had invited you to come over to work on the project together so, you decided to come. You got out of your car and locked it then walked up and knocked. Maddy opened the door and smiled.

"Hey Y/N." She said.

"Hi Maddy.." You smiled a little. You followed Maddy as she walked back inside. You felt weird to be here. You were not friends with Maddy but you saw her around all the time at school. She was so pretty and you honestly wanted so badly to be her friend, or more than that.

You were always just way too awkward to talk to her but now that your teacher partnered you up with her, you thought this would be a good chance to get to know her and hopefully become her friend. She led you to her room and opened the door. You walked in first and she followed behind you before closing the door.

"So, are you ready to get to work?" You asked.

"Well obviously. That's why I invited you over here." Maddy said with a chuckle.

"I- right.." You chuckled awkwardly. She sat down on her bed and you just stood there awkwardly. She looked at you and corked her brow. You locked eyes with her but then looked away and looked out the window.

"Y'know you can sit down, right?" Maddy asked.

"I- uh- yeah.. sorry." You mumbled as you sat down. You were suppose to try to be her friend, not be socially awkward. You felt so stupid. You tried to push past your embarrassment and got started on the project with her.

"Well, we have been working on this for awhile. I think we should take a break." Maddy said.

"Okay." You nodded and put the text books away along with your binder. "So, what should we do?" You asked.

"Something fun." She said.

"I- like what?" You laughed. Maddy sat there thinking for a moment. You were hoping that she would not bring drugs up. That was not your thing at all and you had no interest in taking part in that type of stuff. You knew that she did that type of stuff so, you were just worried that drugs was going to be her idea of fun.

"I have an idea." Maddy said with a giggle and smirked.

"Okay, what is it?" You asked.

"Well, before I tell you... I have a question." She said.

"Okay, shoot." You said.

"Are you single?" She asked. You blinked, super shocked that she would ask you about that. On top of that you were shocked that she even cared.

"I- what does that have to do with what we are going to do?" You asked.

"Just answer the question Y/N." Maddy chuckled.

"Well, yes I am single." You said.

"Mm.. good." She said with a giggle.

"But why did you want to kn-" Before you could finish your sentence, Maddy giggled and gently pushed you down onto your back on her bed. You were shocked at what she was doing.

"I- what are you doing?" You asked nervously.

"Well... I want to eat you out and see how fast I can make you cum." She said with a giggle. You were so shocked at what you were hearing right now but, you couldn't lie, you did love what you were hearing.

"If that is okay with you." She said. You laid there for a minute in shock before you spoke.

"I- yeah.. it's more than okay." You said biting your lip. Maddy smirked and then pushed your skirt up and pulled off your thong. She spread your legs. You felt both nervous and excited about what she was about to do to you.

She ran a finger through your folds and smirked.

"Mm.. you're so wet for me already, you must have been wet for awhile now." She said smirking. You felt your cheeks heat up and you bit your lip before looking away. Seeing your reaction just made Maddy smirk more.

She then licked a long strip up your folds making you gasp and bite your lip more. Right after that she dived right in. You moaned out and your hands flew to her hair, your fingers tangling in her raven black hair.

She smirked and kept going as you pulled her even closer to your pussy. You loved the feeling that she was giving you. You had been eaten out many times before but, no one could ever do it as good as she was doing it right now.

Maddy began to suck on your clit before she slid one finger into you without warning. You gasped and threw your head back, moaning out louder. You were lucky that you and Maddy were the only ones in the house since you were being so loud.

When you had first arrived at Maddy's and you were so awkward, you honestly regretted agreeing to come over, but now, you were so fucking glad that you did come over. She was able to make you feel so fucking good with just her tongue and now with her finger too.

She then slid a second finger inside your tight hole. You gasped louder and moaned out even louder. With every thrust, she went faster and faster still sucking on your clit. You tugged on her hair gently as she slid a third finger into you making your eyes roll.

You felt a knot bubbling in your stomach and you knew you were gonna cum. You clenched around her fingers, signaling to her that you were going to cum.

"Mm.. you love this don't you?" Maddy asked with a smirk.

"Fuck yes!" You moaned out.

"Such a little whore for me." She said with a smirk as she thrusted her fingers into you harder. "Are you gonna cum?" She asked. You nodded quickly. She smirked and got an idea.

"Beg for it." She said.

"God please let me cum Maddy! Please!" You moaned out.

"Okay, come on, cum for me." She said. With that your eyes rolled back, your legs began to tremble and a scream tore through your throat as you squirted onto Maddy's fingers and tongue. She smirked and she sat up, looking at the mess you made.

"Damn, who knew she was a squirter." She said with a smirk. You face got as red as a tomato and you bit your lip looking away. "Don't be embarrassed, it was... super fucking hot." Maddy said. You looked back at her and she gave you a smile.

You smiled back at her before she crawled up to you and planted a kiss onto your lips. You smiled and kissed back. You came here to try to become friends with Maddy or even just be her study buddy but, now looks more like you were fuck buddies.

a/n: This was my first fic of Maddy so, I hope I did good! I hope y'all enjoyed!

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