#not to say he isn't cute he's a delight. i like his little mmms

[mossy-rot]

I like that with the release of that's not my neighbor the internet has turned into a mass of 50s housewives whose husbands have stayed out for one too many late shifts

[dontbesoweirdkira]

“Did you sleep well? Don’t lie to me, I watched you.”

¡Yandere!Dark Raiden mk11

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy. I’m sorry I haven’t ever written Raiden and so if it’s a little off…no it isn’t. Lollll I’m going to replay mk11 so I can get more into his character. But there’s a serious lack of mk11 Raiden fics??? Like what is going awn??? Y’all don’t like granddaddy??

Warnings: Yandere/Toxic themes, mentions of kidnapping, violence, threats, sleep watching…

Requests: open 24/7

Masterlist

Raiden isn't someone who finds himself resting much of his own. There’s too many things that he has to attend to and so much of his time would be wasted if he slept most nights.

Besides who would watch over earthrealm and you if he was fast asleep…

Actually he just prefers to watch over you at night. Someone else can handle the latter but..you are far too precious for him to not protect.

Usually he’ll wait a few hours or so after you’ve finally dozed off. Giving you plenty of time to drift into a deep slumber so you cannot be disturbed by him, creeping into your bedroom.

It’s fairly enjoyable for Raiden to watch you rest. You are a very delightful sleeper. You don’t often move around or snore much. When you do make noise it is usually a sweet mummer or giggle.

It’s a huge contrast to during the day when you would be by his side. You were a very timid person and rather fidgety. Raiden understands just how intimidating he can be, but he had hoped you’d come around to it. That you’d understand his demeanor wasn’t personal against you.

He craves your affection and he’s seen how you truly are with others. He doesn’t mind your real personality, any more than the next man would. So if you’re worried he may think lowly of you for being energetic, he won’t. On top of that, he just doesn’t know how to be more inviting.

He absolutely despised how comfortable you were with other people compared to him. You’re not even this shy with his brother, Fujin.

Eventually Raiden had enough of it and decided to forcefully make you comfortable with him. No longer are you allowed out of his home or to socialize outside of him.

(Yeah that made you waaayy more comfortable 🙄)

He now has you all to himself and no one else has the right to your smile anymore.

Unfortunately though the only times you smile at now is when you are fast asleep, dreaming up your own perfect world.

Raiden didn’t mind this too much, it was enough for him just to watch over you. A little while longer and he’s sure you’ll get used to him.

The only thing that could make this any better is if he had the ability to see into your dreams.

What exactly were you dreaming of? Him? Tonight you seemed to smile more than usual, so delusionally he figured it had to be about him. Or maybe you’re thinking of the children you’ll have with the thunder lord.

He almost chuckled to himself as he proudly pondered the idea of the two of you teaching your children how to safely wield their powers. How cute it would be when they'd play tricks on you, of course he’d scold them but it would be kind of cute…

Before he could go any further into thought, your beautiful voice broke the silence—

“Heh…I wish we could have fun like this all the time..”

Could you read his mind? Were you dreaming about what he was thinking of?

The lord, becoming increasingly more intrigued by your dream, leaned in closer. Hoping for you to speak once more..hoping that it was true.

It would be just the confirmation he needed. You dreamt about a life with him, which means all of this was the right choice. You’re finally coming around sooner than he’d previously thought.

“Mmm..Johnny~”

What did you just say..?

Is that why you’re so happy tonight? It’s because of that imbecile??

Hearing you flirtatiously coo the other man’s name ‘Johnny’ was like poison to Raiden’s ears. Something sinister entered his body and before he knew it a fierce thunderstorm of emotions began to brew deep in his veins. Electric red currents started circulating his body as he stood up and towered over you. He tightened his balled fists until his knuckles grew pale white. With a tense jaw and a scowl that omitted a pure crimson color, he remained still. Not wanting to act out just yet in the height of his anger.

As much as Raiden was furious, he was also a devastated lover. You’ve betrayed him. He’s given you so much of himself only for another to occupy your mind…do you know just how much he’s put aside for you?? He’d risk all of earthrealm if it meant an eternity with you.

How DARE you…you will be punished for this. There was no way that Raiden would ever let these trifling feelings go without such.

And for that Johnny…..”Cage volume iii” isn’t going to be coming out anytime soon…

It was as if you could suddenly sense the shift of energy in the room. The warm, cheeky smile ran cold and a bolt of terror struck your core.

Tossing and turning, trying to get away from the darkness that started to overwhelm the dream, you cried out.

“….j-johnny…please help me. He’s going to find me and take me away. Please- that monster is going to get me—”

Jolting up in a cold sweat, your heart sank deeper into your chest after you noticed the narrow, crimson eyes above you.

Frantically you began to speak..

“R-Raiden?! What are—-“

“Did you sleep well? Don’t you even think about lying to me, I watched you.”

Raiden’s voice is as low as it was venomously commanding.

A beat, which felt like years, passed as you mustered up an answer to him. You were currently still too tired and distraught to even know what exactly pissed off Raiden.

“…I-I’m sorry Lord Raiden but I don’t really know what’s going on—“

“BE SILENT, Y/N!.” Raiden’s voice boomed throughout the entire tower, followed by a rumbling of thunder from outside.

From what was just a minute ago, a nice cool night turned into a heavy thunderstorm with heavy winds.

“You think of me as some kind of monster?!…” Raiden scoffed, his once balled fist turned into a sharp point of the finger.

“I understand that your feeble, human mind cannot even comprehend all of the things that I’ve been protecting you from…all of the devotion I’ve dedicated to you. But for you to blatantly disrespect your master is something I never expected from you.”

“ You’ve committed such disgusting sins….you need to be cleansed.”

“Wha- Raiden? I-I don’t understand. What did I do?.” Your eyes began to swell with tears and your voice became an unsteady mess

Raiden sneered down at you.

“Hmhp. Your pleas will not save you, my love. When I’m done with you, Johnny’s name will be scrapped from your memory and you will learn how to become properly devoted to me….and only ME.”

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

What You Want 🌸💕

Summary; You and Eddie have been sleeping together for weeks, and when he tells you he finally has a date with his dream girl you realise how much you've fallen for him.

But it's too late to say anything...right?

Warnings; fwb, lil bit of smut, jealous reader, idiots in love, angst, fluff. 18+ so minors begone!

I don't give anyone permission to repost, copy or re use my work.

💕

Soft moans fill your apartment, Eddie's body was entwined with yours as he fucked you relentlessly on the bed.

He was an expert in making you feel so good and your legs were shaking with pleasure as a third orgasm of the night rendered you speechless.

He presses gentle kisses to your neck, sucking on the skin, leaving little love bites on it.

His hands tighten around yours as he comes, a guttural groan leaves his mouth as he whispers your name.

The both of you are a naked, sweaty but very sated mess and you whimper in disappointment as he pulls out of you.

"That was amazing" you groan and he smirks as he leans down to kiss you.

"So uh same time tomorrow night?" you ask casually, though there is a bloom of hope in your stomach as you say this.

Eddie hesitates and you sit up confused, the two of you had been sleeping together for weeks now, a friends-with-benefits type thing and you had been used to spending time with him.

There wasn't a night you two had spent apart since it started.

Eddie smiles and looks really delighted about something as he lays back on the bed.

"So uh you know Carly? The cute blonde that is always in Family Video when I'm there and works at the cinema? My dream girl" you nod feeling a tightening in your gut.

Eddie's crush on her was well-known to everyone.

"Mmm, what about her?" you ask though the sinking feeling in your stomach seems to know what Eddie is going to say before he says it.

"I asked her out and she said yes. Isn't that awesome princess?"

Yeah, totally awesome. You plaster a huge smile on your face and manage to force out some words because Eddie is looking at you all happy and his big brown eyes shining.

"That's great Eddie. I know how much you like her" he nods thrilled as he gets dressed.

"I'm nervous as shit though" he murmurs and you push away the awful feeling in your stomach, the way your heart is aching at the news and reassure him.

"You'll be fine. She will love you. Who wouldn't?" you tell him soothingly and you realise something there and then.

You love Eddie and not just as a friend and there was no way in hell that you could tell him now that he had his date with his dream girl.

Crushing heartbreak fills you as Eddie places a kiss on your forehead.

"Thank you, sweetheart" you nod feeling numb as another thought comes to you.

"Guess this our last night together. I mean, if your date goes amazingly which it will then this will have to stop right?"

He stares at you for a second, something flashing in his eyes before he nods.

"Yeah, I guess you're right" you look away from him and concentrate very hard on your pillow. Don't cry, don't cry.

"I better shower, Robin is coming over soon with Steve. Disaster date so will need tons of ice cream and beer" he nods and gets up pulling on his clothes.

For a second he looks lost and it's a lot like you are feeling but then he comes to.

"I'll see you soon okay?" you return his grin and don't let it leave your face until he's out the door.

When you're alone tears fall down your cheeks and you curse yourself for not realizing you had fallen for Eddie sooner.

Not that it would make much difference now anyway. You could never tell him how you felt because he didn't feel the same way.

💕

Date Night

Eddie can't quite believe he's sitting here with Carly. He's been waiting for this for weeks and the date has been going well.

So why couldn't he stop thinking about you?

At first in the excitement of meeting Carly, he was just trying very hard to not make an ass of himself.

But as Carly began talking he wondered what you were doing. Was that jackass Adam from across the hall making his move on you right now?

The dude was a dickhead and the thought of you being with him dampened his excitement of being on this date.

Adam had been flirting with you for weeks now, would you take him up on his offer eventually?

He gulps some of his beer and focuses on Carly ignoring the sour feeling in his stomach.

She's beautiful and funny but they don't have a lot in common.

The things they do have in common and talk about end up in stilted conversations, that trails offf awkwardly.

"Okay, enough talking," Carly says and promptly sits on his lap and kisses him.

He feels nothing, even as he kisses her harder nothing changes. She pulls away from him frowning.

"Maybe we should just talk instead" he would be more offended if it wasn't so relieved.

She heads back to her seat and looks bored.

The conversation picks up again and this time it's a little better, he even makes Carly laugh and he has some hope that he can salvage the evening.

And yet... and yet they both seem to realise that something doesn't feel right, it's a nice date but they feel more like friends than anything else.

They both come to a mutual decision that a second date wasn't happening.

"You're a sweet guy Eddie but I don't think I'm what you're looking for and you're not what I'm looking for"

He nods even though his thoughts are a mess, Carly was his dream girl. The date should have been perfect and yet it wasn't.

The kiss that should have felt mindblowing was... Meh.

He thought about kissing you and how good it felt, the way your body fit perfectly with his, the way you made each other laugh and could talk for hours.

The way you made him feel was something he had never felt with anyone else.

Shit, he was a goddamn idiot.

He pays for the dinner and makes sure Carly gets in a taxi before heading home himself.

It's about five minutes into the drive when he changes direction and decides to go and see you.

💗

The night of Eddie's date goes by excruciatingly slow, it's like the seconds tick by at a glacial pace.

You're out with Nancy at a club but you can't get into the headspace to enjoy yourself.

Even when you've had a drink and danced with a cute guy named Seth it doesn't help the hollowness inside you.

After an hour you excuse yourself and would much prefer to be in your cosiest dressing gown with your fluffy slippers and watching something funny to cheer yourself up.

Eddie's date plays on your mind, you figure it went amazingly and they are probably having hot sex back at his apartment, no doubt all the details you'll find out tomorrow.

The thought makes you feel queasy with nerves.

There's a knock on your door and it's so sudden it startles you to the point you almost spill your popcorn.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with Carly?" you ask him confused as he shrugs off his jacket.

Grumbling a little you get up and Eddie rushes in shaking his hair, almost getting you wet in the crossfire.

He makes a face and shakes his head.

"Was terrible, I think even if it had gone well it wouldn't have mattered" he grunts out and you're stunned.

"She's your dream girl" Eddie shrugs and walks over to you, ever so gently he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, then caresses your cheek.

It makes your heart skip a beat.

"I thought so but I was wrong. She kissed me and I felt nothing. Not like when you kiss me, when you kiss me everything inside me feels light up in desire, happiness"

Did you fall asleep on the couch and this is a very vivid dream...

Nope, it's real and you move closer to Eddie curious about what he will say next.

"I'm an idiot for going on that date. All I thought about was you, princess" his confession makes all the pain of the last day fade away.

"I realised last night how much I'd fallen for you Eddie but you had the date and I thought you'd never want me over Carly"

He smiles warmly as he kisses your nose then your lips.

"I wish you had told me. Might have knocked some sense into me sooner. I want to be with you sweetheart, not just sex. I want you to be mine, I want to be yours"

"Yes, I'd like that very much"

That's how you end up curled up together on the couch, the movie long forgotten as all you are both focused on is each other and three little words.

🌸💕

[on-leatheredwings]

i've found your account only a few days ago but ever since then I've been STUCK here rereading your fanfics, especially ones with damian. i wasn't even a dc fan (heard about some stuf, watched some films and cartoons, but that's it) but now im reading comics since im Obsessed and need more batboys in my life (rip my productivity😔)

Anyway, after Sleepover i'm curious what will Bruce (and maybe even Thalia) think of batboys strange behaviour towards reader. He's smart, so he definitely notices it early on, but how he'll react....

I can see him being weirded out (like he was by Jason's anger issues, before his death), but he also can be an enabler, since Robin (literaly any of them) had a hard life, so if those relationships can help him why not pretend that everything is normal? you'll be safer in a Wayne's Manor anyway

All in all, thanks for a new hyperfixation 💞💞

P.s. About games:

1. Boyfriend to death 1&2 - since you're into yanderes you might want to check this game out. I prefer the second game, but the first is also fun. But beware the trigger warnings!!

2. Long live the Queen - more of a raising sim than dating sim but you still can romance some guys and girls.

,3. Hatoful Boyfriend - mostly a comedy, but there is a yandere.

4. The Royal Trap - it's been a long time since i played it, but it used to be one of my favorites so i'll just mention it.

5. Higurashi - once again not really a romance sim, but its an interesting horror mixed with a slice of life

;A; AWWWW THANK YOU IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE MY STUFF.... THAT MAKES ONE OF US GIJSDOFAFGHFOJDSD

and yes yes get into DC!!! (girl who hasnt even read a full run since like. injustice)

damn now you got me thinking and excited. incoming spiel

i agree entirely about bruce just knowing how Bad things can get, so to make things simpler, he's like "yes, your darling(s) can stay in the manor, boys. 🙄"

mmm yes..... when it comes to bruce noticing the batboys are yandere, i think it's always sinfully delightful to just have him be reluctantly okay with it. 😈 it's also easier narratively ngl but i also like the idea that the batfam is all just corrupted.

bruce's thoughts are that they (his sons) fight for vengeance and justice but this is where they could use some leeway.... we all need our vice... they fight so hard for gotham, they deserve a little treat (getting rid of your human rights)... it's very "Dad who wants his sons to have happiness even if its not healthy" of him. in fics where bruce is a yandere, well, he's the exact same way so he can't judge. although if that's the case, i like the idea of bruce just being like "yes what we do isn't right. let's not talk about it. just don't kill <3"

still wondering what i like more. a yan!bruce who's self aware what he's doing is wrong but he just refuses to think about it. or a yan!bruce that justifies it all because of his paranoia, Tower of Babel style (if you don't know, that's when it's revealed batman has plans to subdue/kill the justice league just in case they go rogue.)

for the batboys depends on their personality... for damian, he's so resolute in things that i prefer when he just believes 100% what he's doing is okay, if not actually righteous. ^_^

hmmm talia.... I'M STILL UNSURE HOW I PREFER THAT AS WELL... i think talia being a you-arent-good-enough-for-my-son mom is a little cliche but also. she kinda would say that. you'd have to prove your worth somehow but idk how tf darling would do that LOL. in the end, i think talia is just relieved/comforted that her son indeed feels desire and wants love and will continue the family legacy (regardless if youre afab/can biologically have children.)

no THANK YOU FOR THE ASK!!! AND THANKS FOR RECS!!!! heheh yeah ive checked out btd and im not averse to the warnings its more like im not that most of into the designs ngl. fox guy seems cute? AND LMAO FUNNY BC IM ON A HIGURASHI REWATCH (never played it tho)

[yestrday]

OK. bullying xiao has me thinking?? bullying chongyun,,,,,, hed be so flustered,,,,, bullying like any of the first years and they would all blow a fuse. short circuit

mmm i like flustering levelheaded boys just to watch them succumb to my wiles... theyre too cute not too bully

chongyun isn't in an ideal situation right now, what with you all up in his face with that mischievous grin he's so familiar with. normally, he’d pout and scold you to act like an upright senior. he knows you’re not exactly from... well, well-mannered society, but acting maturely would do you some good in a world full of snakes and their venom. but given the current circumstances... he can’t just seem to do that.

because—! why are your lips so close to his?!?! red alert red alert redalertredalert!!!!

“[y- your name]-senpai... please...” he whimpers out meekly. “this is- this is really unbecoming of a student of your position!”

“what do you mean, chongyun?” you tilt your head innocently, peering up at his bashful eyes. “unbecoming? but how?”

“w-we’re in the middle of the hallway, senpai!” he protests meekly. he attempts to push you away, but his trembling limbs pose no threat and only serve to make your body lean nearer into his. “u-uwah! n-not too close!”

“y’know, chongyun... i’ve been thinking,” you drawl, reaching out to his hair and twirling one of the baby blue strands around your finger. “you’ve been really pushing my patience these days. running away when i’m in the area, ignoring me when i call out to you... is there a reason why you’re breaking my heart like this, hm?” you give him a moment to answer, but he still refuses to make eye contact with you. 

“right, thought so,” you sigh disappointedly. “so i had a li~ttle chat with xingqiu. see what’s going on in that cute lil brain of yours.” he stiffens under you upon hearing the name of his mischievous friend, and that makes you grin. “hehe, look at you all scared. well, i guess anyone would be, after all, i did hear something veeerry interesting from little xingqiu.”

gently, as if cradling a baby bird, you cup chongyun’s chin and bring him to your face until your noses touch. he swears that there’s steam whistling out of his ears with how hot red his face is becoming. “chong~yun~♡ i heard that just the li~ttlest heat can bring out the true you. say—” your breath tickles his ear, and he stares at you wide-eyed and shaking “—is this enough?”

y— your knee...!

“senpai... please...” he whimpers, covering his teary face in his hands. he can’t allow you seeing this disgraceful side of him any further. he wants to be the level-headed junior you can always rely on. the one who keeps calm no matter what the situation is. but if you forcibly pull out the yang energy within him then... then...!

“if you keep doing this, we might do things we’ll regret.” his voice comes out hushed, raspy even, and a flicker of delight passes your eyes.

“sure, why not,” you grin. “bullying you is too fun to stop.”

[starsareseen]

Mommy!May Entry

Jeongin x fem!reader

Word count: 1,020

Genre: Smut (minors do not interact)

Content: Soft dom Jeongin, nipple sucking, teasing, fingering, reader wants a baby, praise, aftercare, pet names: mommy, baby, darling, good girl

A/N: Thank you @whatudowhennooneseesyou for making this delightful event and allowing me to participate! Being able to work with the chosen prompts got those creative juices flowing immediately and it was really fun! I hope you ell enjoy ❤️

Although Jeongin is observant, he doesn’t need to be to understand what you’re going through. The way you’ve been cuddled into him for almost five minutes, completely silent, reveling in his presence. Jeongin feels a sense of pride knowing he can be your comfort like this. And so he holds onto you tightly, admiring the way you admire him. You raise his shirt softly and look up at him, a silent request for permission and he nods, adjusting his position. You rub his chest for a moment before nuzzling it with your face and then finally wrapping your lips around one of his nipples. One of his hands caresses your head as you begin to suckle almost hungrily.

“Don’t bite, hm?”

He’s lucky you’re not feeling bratty right now, but that doesn’t mean you don’t want to play. You release his nipple, now licking a long stripe from underneath one of his pecs to the top and you quickly flick your tongue back and forth over the erect bud. Jeongin laughs lightly, taking hold of your chin and pulling you close to his face.

“Eager for something, are we?” He asks and you nod, baring your best attempt at puppy dog eyes.

“You know you can always just ask, darling. Does mommy ever tell you no?”

“No.” You answer, shying away but smiling nonetheless.

"So, what is it?" 

"Mm.. I want a baby."

Jeongin isn't sure if it's the hormones speaking or if it's part of this little "game" but it doesn't matter to him, not when he gets to cum in his favorite place. Granted, everywhere in (and on) you is his favorite but that's besides the point. Who is he to deprive you?

"Aw, my baby wants a baby, hm?"

He rolls you both over so he’s on top of you, now kissing your neck slowly. You feel the heat rushing through every part of your body and you tug at your shirt to get it off while you hum an affirmation but he stops to look at you.

“Words, darling. Talk to me.” He says, pulling your shirt off for you.

"Yes… I do." Your voice is small but Jeongin is pleased, resuming his random placements of kisses on your body. He lays a hand against your stomach for a moment and the silence is nearly deafening before he breaks it.

"Can you picture it, darling? You're gonna look so cute when you're all filled up. You want that, don't you?"

"Yes, please, yes!" You whine and Jeongin smirks, getting off the bed and tapping the edge for you to join him. After you make it, he strips both of you of your remaining clothes before guiding you into position, standing on the floor,  bent over the edge of the bed.

He leans over your back, head near yours and he speaks quietly, although not in a whisper:

"Open up for mommy, okay? Gonna make sure you're nice and full." He says, leaving a kiss on the lobe of your ear.

You spread your legs, thankful for the support of the bed because that comment alone is making your knees weak. He starts off with his fingers, watching as two of them easily slip into your wet cunt. He moves them slowly in and out, working you up until you're a mess, hardly able to keep in place, unaware of the fact you're drooling on the blanket beneath you. You struggle to stay up but Jeongin’s other arm holds you in place. When he feels you begin to clench, he pulls them out, now rubbing his cock with the wetness he's gathered from you before running it through and around your folds, the sensation on your clit making you frantic.

"Mmm, mommy..."

"It's okay, relax darling, it's coming."

His cock sinks into you no later than the last word leaves his mouth and he fits so perfectly, it makes you both dizzy. His hands gently knead your skin, your hips, your butt, your thighs as he fucks into you, thrusts steadily quickening. With the way he drags along your warm walls, the pleasure doesn't take long to build up.

"O-oh I'm close, baby.." He pants.

You can only hum at this which causes Jeongin to laugh. He licks his lips and leans over you once again, wrapping an arm around you to feel your stomach.

"You're a good girl, aren't you?"

"Mm-hmm..."

"That's right, I know you are. Can't let any spill, are you ready? Can you take it all for mommy?"

"Yesyesyesyesyes-" You chant, already shaking with the arrival of your orgasm so close.

"Oh fuck, there we go, darling, you got it-"

You don't hear the rest of what he says as you grasp tightly onto the poor blanket under you, your orgasm hitting at once, causing you to see fireworks and clench down so deliciously, Jeongin finishes immediately, filling you up like he said he would.

You're exhausted, you both are, but what kind of mommy would Jeongin be if he didn't take care of you before anything else? You've fallen onto the bed, completely blissed out but once he's back in the room, Jeongin is quick to help you back into bed properly where he begins to wipe your eyes and mouth with a damp cloth.

"My good girl, so patient and sweet. You did so well." He says, and the words make you blush as he cups your cheeks and presses a warm kiss to your forehead. Oh how good a compliment from mommy makes you feel! He brings the cloth between your legs to finish cleaning you off and then opens the bottle of water from the end table and holds it out to you. Even though you decline, he holds out until you take a sip, then he finally guzzles half the bottle himself.

"Can we.. cuddle some more?" You ask.

Climbing into his spot next to you, Jeongin pulls you close without another word. Once again nuzzling your face into him, you place a few kisses on his chest before promptly falling asleep, safe and comfortable in his arms.

[teenandbeyond]

Levi Ackerman x Dom. Fem Reader

So, this is the Female Ver I mentioned, like, a year ago. Here it is.

For those of you that haven't seen the male version and you're interested in pt 1, here!

I'm off to the hole of cringe, I will cringe until I'm proven this isn't.

🕳🚴🏽‍♀️

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⚔If They Saw You Now⚔ (AOT or SNK)

Warning(s): Subby Levi, dom fem reader (but anatomy hardly mentioned), edging, no editing (remember because I'm cringing in embarrassment? lol)

Who would've thought humanity's strongest soldier was weakest beneath you?

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Levi Ackerman.

Humanity’s strongest solider.

Laying on his bed, helpless.

“What would they think if they saw you now, Le-vi? Hm?”

He gives a pitiful growl, muffled by his cravat.

And you simply wave off the glare he gives you, it was so cute.

He didn’t seem genuinely pissed off anyway, the growing flush on his face proved otherwise.

“How precious, humanity’s strongest, rutting into me like a hormonal little boy. So desperate, so weak.”

His lashes fluttered when your tongue trailed over his chest, latching on a sensitive bud.

“I bet you wish you could touch me, hm? Not until I say so, pretty boy.”

He couldn’t break from his restraints without permission, or he would get punished.

A long, muffled groan, met your ears. A delightful sound.

He really wished you’d take that damned dress off already, it wasn’t fair at all, he was down to almost nothing while you weren’t even close.

And that mouth, you were even more skilled with it than he was killing titans.

He held his breath as you unlaced his undergarment, slow and teasing.

His exhale was one of relief when he was finally free.

“Well, someone’s eager…I guess when you know what’s coming…”

You and Levi had been doing this for a while.

Just when he was getting tired of the sexual frustration, he met you.

You were charming, flirtatious, yet one of the most real people he’s met.

And one day, it was really going somewhere.

This was new to him, so for once, he relinquished control…

Well, more than once, but he hadn’t known that then.

You started with a little peck, before engulfing him.

He tossed his head back with a little whimper, brows starting to do that cute little furrow you like.

How badly he wanted to grip your hair, to beg you to go faster and not torture him with this slow pace.

“Mhmn…”

“Not so loud, you don’t want a cadet at your door, do you?” you chuckled at a twitch, “Or maybe you do?”

Before he could scowl at you, you returned to your job at the moment, faster than before.

As he shuddered, his chest jumped. Whines and whimpers obstructed by his precious cravat.

Please, please. Can he?

“You can take it off, now.”

He thrust his arms forward, breaking free of restraints, tossing his cravat aside, he hurried to take off your dress.

“Slow down, you’re stronger than you look, you might—”

*RIIIP*

He froze at his fatal mistake.

“Levi…what did I tell you last time?”

“Sorry…”

“Hm. I’ll deal with that later, for now, service me,” you lean back on your hands, your chest puffed out to him.

Quickly his tugged at your thighs, pulling you closer.

His eyes were cloudy as he lifted your bottom half, his lips meeting his desired area.

“The better you do, the nicer I’ll be with your punishment—Mmm!”

He seemed so starved, like it was his mission to please you.

And it was, he always aimed to please.

And he liked to watch his goal come into fruition, carefully watching your expressions.

“Levi…you’re doing so good,” you ran your hands through his hair, your voice almost a whisper.

He couldn’t believe you had people fooled, thinking you were so sweet.

You were savory and bold like black tea, truly.

And he loved every bit of it.

You were so pretty, he couldn’t help but rut into the sheets.

“Levi. Stop.”

It was hard to pull away, but he did.

You met his lips in a sweet kiss, “Sit back.”

As you pressed him gently against your opening, he twitched a little higher. Eager to feel you at your warmest.

Not that he’d complain about those pretty lips of yours, but the other pair felt so much better.

Just when you were about to ease in, there was a knock at his door.

A growl came from somewhere deep in his throat, “Who the hell—”

You glanced at the door, “Find out.”

“Who the hell is it?”

“Eren, sir.”

“That fucking brat, always coming at the wrong time. This is the third time he’s interrupted us. At this point it might as well be on purpose,” he muttered before raising his voice, “What do you want, Cadet?”

“I was just letting you know Commander Erwin returned.”

You sunk onto him in impatience, settling your thighs on his.

In a whisper, he whimpered, “Fuck-!”

“Captain?”

“What? I-Is there something he needs me for?” he did his best to breathe evenly.

“Just to go over what he discovered while he was gone.”

You moaning into his neck, digging your nails into his back…it was driving Levi crazy, “H-hurry up, Pretty boy.”

“Tell him I’ll come by later—" he muffled the very loud and inappropriate groan with a breast.

That wasn’t fair, you rolling your hips in a deep circle like that.

“But sir—”

“Eren, we’re busy, we’ll be done soon. I’d appreciate if you’d leave us be,” you answered for Levi, his mouth currently muffled as he let out a string of moans. You’d quickly cut him off after speeding up.

Only you could hear such pretty sounds, Eren wouldn’t get the luxury.

“Miss [Y/n] is in there, too?! Wait—Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t—”

“Go away, before I cut you up with Levi’s blade and feed the bits to the titans—” your breath hitched as Levi involuntarily thrusted into that perfect spot, rougher than the pace you’d set.

“R-Right, sorry! I’ll tell Commander Levi will come by later,” you heard footsteps rushing away.

Once he was gone you lifted your hand, only for high-pitched, pathetic little moans to spill out.

“Damn it! Shit! Fuck!” he hissed.

You could feel he was close, you knew his body well.

But you forced the pace to slow.

He gasped helplessly, “You—You brat! How could you? I was…”

You were edging him. How cruel of you.

“I told you, you were getting punished. That hadn’t changed. But since that pretty mouth isn’t too bad, I’ll be nice. I’ll only do this…two more times. Erwin can wait.”

“Please…” his voice wobbled.

“Should’ve thought of that before you ruined my pretty dress,” you did a smooth roll of your hips, “But don’t worry, I’ll let you have enough energy to go meet with your blonde boyfriend.”

“Shut up, he’s not and you know it,” he grits out.

“But I might take enough to shut up that defiant mouth of yours.”

“I—”

“Are you ready for round two? Who am I kidding, you have the stamina…”

You flash him a smile, “And maybe, if you’re a good boy, I might let you fuck me how you wish after this.”

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Love you’re blog! ❤️😍 could you possibly do a fluffy steter post?

Hey anon. @kevaaronday found these for you!

Hook, Yarn, Sinker by pprfaith

(23/23 | 65,676 | Not Rated | Steter)

Stiles is happy with his store, his hobbies, his friends. Peter's just trying to figure out how to raise his nieces and nephew without fucking them up too badly. 

Paths cross.

All I Need Is You (And Cookies) by SincerlyLittle (13/13 | 18,196 | Gen | Steter) “Daddy Stiles!” those are the words that ring out the Hale’s backyard, everything seems to stand still for a moment while Stiles opens his eyes to the sight of long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes and a freckled face. He doesn’t blame anyone for believing the kid when she looks so convincingly like a daughter of his own would.

Since said child is so cute, he can forgive her for potentially starting world war 3 - or at least he thought he could until the next words were "Daddy Peter and I brought cookies!" At least he'll have cookies in the middle of battle.

as the mist and snow by pibroch (2/2 | 14,052 | Teen | Steter) “Does it count as a daddy kink if seeing you wear the baby sling is doing it for me?” Stiles holds up a hand, forestalling whatever smartass response is on the tip of Peter’s tongue, and shrugs the strap of the diaper bag over his head. “Don’t answer that. Rhetorical question.”

The weather outside is frightful, Stiles and Peter are on babysitting duty, and Scott might be cursed. December in Beacon Hills is rarely dull, but so delightful.

Like Any Other Day by ClaudiaRain (1/1 | 11,603 | Teen | Steter) Stiles isn't a fan of mornings. Peter does what he can to make them better.

trusting and choosing by finnickyfox (1/1 | 5,618 | Teen | Steter) “I wanted to see what you’d do,” Stiles says. Peter holds off on handing over water—the truth sounds better in a hoarse voice. “You stayed. You had my back.”

Eyelids flutter open at half-mast, a deep honey stare before Stiles closes them again as he turns his chin and bares his neck. 

—

Stiles offers Peter a chance to be an Alpha again if he gets Stiles out of Beacon Hills.

Come Into My Penthouse… by 0hHeyThereBigBadWolf (1/1 |3,770 | Teen | Steter) ...said the wolf to the spark.

Quiet Nights by HyperLittleNori (1/1 | 3,654 | Teen | Steter) He wasn’t sure how it was possible for the human body to be both limp from exhaustion and tense but he was inclined to blame it on a missed step in evolution somehow.

“What sort of day have we had then?” Peter asked, letting his fingers sift up through Stiles’s hair.

“Tonight’s a quiet night,” he murmured into the space created from his forehead resting on his folded arms atop the counter. 

“Mmm,” Peter mumbled softly, as if thoughtful. His fingers in Stiles’s hair splayed a little, pressing more firmly, massaging the back of his head and neck.

Punishment? Therapy by MyLittleRandomWorld (1/1 | 3,406 | Not Rated | Steter) Peter is late getting home from work. He finds Stiles in a very unexpected position.

My Life’s Better With You In It by asarcasticwitch (1/1 | 1,091 | Teen | Steter) Stiles smiles, and the thought of Peter wrapping him in his strong arms and kissing his forehead gives him the jolt of motivation he needs to twist the handle and walk inside. He rests a hand on the doorframe to steady himself, which he’s eternally grateful for, when a thick, garlicky cloud wafts into him, nearly knocking him straight on his ass.

Peter is cooking dinner, and fuck, it smells delicious—not that he expects any less from his mate.

a soft smile across a crowded room by ash_mcj (1/1 | 744 | Gen | Steter) Stiles wasn’t sure exactly when he’d say he and Peter started seeing each other—or whatever it was that they were doing. He didn't really know what to call it, because dating didn’t seem quite right. Stiles had dated people before, but it felt very different with Peter.

[or: stiles might just love peter and his smile]

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prompt: Sharing a soft smile across a crowded room

AND

@minmu suggested these!

Domestic Bliss by moonstalker24

Cuddle Therapy by TriscuitsandSoup

(5/5 I 10,677 I General)

“Do not be alarmed; I am a cuddle therapist,” the omega said, continuing his shoulder nuzzles. His voice held all the authority of the police or an FBI Agent, not the cuddle therapist he claimed to be. Peter scoffed. Cuddly therapy was just an excuse for unmated alphas and omegas to go around throwing their musk and pheromones at anyone who looked twice in their direction.

Where Peter is being grumpy in a museum and is interrupted by a very determined cuddle therapist.

[macawritesupdates]

Wow, you're really feeding us with these prompts. The new chapters were delightful 😊. King of curses yuuji was so cute he's a sweet boy with beautiful hopes and dreams. Too bad he got paired with a tsundere. Ah, I kinda get sukunas problem with having someone who wants to change everything about you it kinda sucks. Yuuji probably has the best of intentions though he doesn't want sukuna to change because he dislikes him he wants him to change because life sucks when you're all alone, and all sukuna does is push others away. Oof, he genuinely cares, but it comes off as... OK condescending sounds too harsh, but that's the vibe. Wow, I kinda make yuuji sound bad he's a good person I'm just trying to see sukunas perspective. Unfortunately having someone made of sunshine trying to change you can make you feel awful in comparison like their light makes your shadows so much darker. Not great for someone who struggles with shame which is kinda the vibe I get from sukuna, like he's so so prideful on the outside but pride is not the opposite of shame it is it's source deep down I think he struggles with feeling inferior a lot. Although it's hard to see because he is deathly allergic to introspection and buries every genuine emotion under a layer of sarcasm. I wish he could see all the parts of himself that yuuji does like then maybe he'd have an easier time not pushing away the one person in the world who currently really cares about him. Yuuji does want to help him change for the better but as we see he likes so much about sukuna as he is. If only yuuji had told sukuna all the things he admires about him earlier then maybe we wouldn't have angst... ok I might be reading way too far into this, lol. something about your writing just drags whole paragraphs out of me hope you don't mind long comments.

As for the other chapter 🥵😎 damn that was hot, very nice, very nice indeed. Love me some gentle sweet aftercare it's as good as the kinky stuff that comes before to me. Hopefully one day they'll be able to date in public so sukuna knows yuuji isn't ashamed of him. (Although I am with yuuji on keeping the muzzles in the bedroom) mmm man thanks to whoever asked for that prompt it's a new favorite. I love yuuji as a Dom honestly it's so delicious to see how hard he can go but knowing he'll be super gentle and kind after is what makes him special. Loved sukuna being a big tsundere and pretending that he only likes the hard stuff, yeah sure baby I believe you. Why don't you stop holding yuuji for a few moments then. Do you think he ever tries to get yuuji to go hard just because he wants to cuddle and be held so sweetly after but he can't outright ask for something so soft so he's got to trick himself into accepting it. Got to pretend he's too fucked out and exhausted to push the brat away when he's being gentle... yeah that's all.

Thank you for the lovely work it was super fun to read 😘.

I always enjoy long comments! I like to read through them and get all giggle and excited when readers notice the same things I do or just to seep people excited in taking things apart! <3

I really like when people break things down as it is something I like to do too! The Yuuji curse one was hard for me to think of an idea so went with my gut and my gut is an angsty beast, but happy with the final product <3 And I would agree about Sukuna saying he likes the rough and convinces himself of it so to maintain his pride on a little bit of some level rather than admit to anything. Seems the type to be very insular and try to keep everything in ; w ;

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Through his half closed glossy eyes, Xuan gazes down at Teru for a moment with a smile. "You are not flawed, my love. You are perfection embodied in my eyes." Another soft kiss planted on his neck, Xuan's lips now brushing slowly onto the warm skin as he goes down onto the incubus's collarbone, towards his chest, leaving more kisses here and there. "Mmm... At least I can rest assured that you won't break my delicate heart. No no no, I am more than certain that my love will take good care of it!~" The beautiful young mob pulls back once more, staring down at Teru and the new love bites he's left onto his caramel tinted skin, the bright purplish red of their hue contrasting with the dark black lines of the younger's tattoos. As if impressed by his own work, Xuan then starts tracing the outline of the tattoo covering Teru's chest with his delicate fingers. "I think you are just as beautiful if not more so than me." The smile turns into a delighted grin playing at Xuan's pretty pink lips.

"I don't know how much of a magician I am, since I'm pretty sure the stiffness of your pretty 'wand' isn't the result of a spell, but that of your undying love for me.~" Xuan strokes him a few more times before finally making up his mind that tonight he's feeling like trying something new he hasn't tried before. "Mmm... In fact, I'd even say you're not just hard, but rightfully as hard as a rock, baby!~" Not breaking their eye contact, Xuan then reaches for the nightstand drawer, rummaging in it for the lube bottle, before finally finding and retrieving it successfully. "You're going to make your Master feel so good tonight! You should be proud of you, angel!~ You're a very verrry good boy!~" More praise words pour out just like the lube pours now onto Xuan's hand, coating his palm with its sticky viscosity. The raven haired then starts applying it onto Teru's manhood, making sure he doesn't leave an inch of his cock unlubbed, before doing pretty much the same to his own behind. Once done, Xuan then uses his hands propped onto Teru's abdomen for more stability and positions himself above the incubus's erection. Closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath, Xuan then starts sitting down on him, allowing Teru to enter him little by little, stretching him out and filling him up. "F-Fuck..." He moans softly, his voice shaky, as he tries adjusting to that new feeling and Teru's size.

"Perfection meets perfection then. 'Cause you're just as fucking perfect as me." The pure affection he feels for the other glints in his eyes, just like his desire. The reassuring words and the sweet kisses being spread on his upper body will make it easy to him to ease into all this and offer Xuan a new pleasure. He can imagine how beautiful he must look like with the other's marks on his skin, but for now it's only for Xuan's eyes to admire it. Admire /him/. His chest lifts and lowers visibly when he receives not only touches but gets worshipped. "Master." His long fingers glide through the other's wonderful hair. "All that makes me wanna give you everything I can even more." He sighs infatuatedly, wrapping one of the raven strands around his index finger. "And yeah. Fuck yeah, you're right. Must be the magic of love then." Biting his lower lip and having his eyes rolling back he smirks dreamily, enjoying all this lovely talk as much as the dirtier nuances. "Hell yeah. My dick's all yours, do with it whatever you wanna do." Being praised he closes his eyes and nods, whined cutely. The noise however becomes a little shaky when Xuan starts massaging him down there. He's sensitive a lot to those touches from his beloved, and he enjoys it a lot to be spoiled like this. Being ready to provide Xuan one of the biggest pleasures. Watching him out of halfway closed eyes, the long lashes drawing some light shadows onto his broad cheek bones. He doesn't want to miss one second of the sight being about to present itself right above his lap now. He doesn't have the smallest dick in the world, that's for sure so it won't become too easy to take him, but they will make it work. And once he feels how his tip breaks Xuan's muscle and soon glides in this wonderful heat, being sucked in by it, he moans breathily, fully bewildered about this special sensation they share for the first time. And his arousal increases even more when he can tell that Xuan enjoys it, too. He grabs the sheets tightly with both hands, trying hard not to cum too soon. He wants to grant Xuan quite some time to have his fun.

@phoenix-of-jade

[parchmentedpetrichor]

➳it's good to see you again ♡ ☾

in which y/n l/n comes home from a 2 year long mission to subdue the rest of the escaped death eaters and meets her best friend, fred weasley, yet again.

fred weasley x fem!reader

word count: ±1.5k

tw: mentions of scars, nightmares, mentions of the war

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ft. angelina and george

it's been a long day without you, my friend

and i'll tell you all about it when i see you again

it's good to see you again

y/n was sitting comfortably in the backseat of george's fancy car, earphones plugged in and listening to a song to drown out the sound of angelina and george talking about something they had seen on the news. her head was leaning against the window, her eyes drinking in the familiar view of london in nostalgia. it hurt her that she wasn't the only person who would see the beautiful city she'd known from the very beginning. and she missed it. angelina and george had picked her up from the quarantine centre after she had made a trip to albania for a couple of years with the rest of her auror unit to imprison the remaining death eaters. albania had recently acquired many cases of dragonpox, and so all the unit members had to isolate in a little hotel by the edge of italy. it had been a few weeks since the start of the quarantine and now she was zooming along a british highway, ever so keen to see her friends and family again. and fred. fred was her best friend. they had been since 5th year. perhaps she was harbouring feelings for him, perhaps she wasn't. and here she sat, curled up and watching the views, trying to decipher whether or not he'd be different. he had survived the war just barely. it would be acceptable for him to change. did he still have the millions of freckles dotted along his face? her face flushed just thinking about it. bringing her hands up to her cheeks she shook her head. chile, y/n, he probably has a girlfriend. it's been two years, and he didn't like you two years ago, he won't like you now. the thought alone made her frown. "what's got you blushing and frowning like mad?" angelina looked at her through the mirror in the front of the car. george whispered something in her ear and she giggled. "y/n, is this possibly about a certain fred weasley?" her eyes widened. "nope, not at all." "really? so you were definitely not thinking about the amount of freckles my twin has on his face? hmm?" "no! george, seriously?" she stuck my tongue out at him. "or his ginger hair?" angelina added. "no! you guys are idiots!" she folded her arms. "and she's blushing again," angelina sniggered. "stop!" "it's okay, he blushes about you way more," george laughed, eyes on the road. "stop, stop, stop!!!!!" "it is true." "no it isn't, okay? erm, i don't like him, he doesn't like me. we're best friends. you guys are gross." she resumed looking out the window, shaking her head. they had reached a pretty big house with two levels, with large windows that y/n would absolutely die to have and cute little bricks sticking out. "what? i thought we were going back to my parent's house?" "you wish." "who are we visiting?" "oh just a person i know from work," angelina said with a twinkle in her eyes. "okay. did we bring anything?" "just you," she replied, "me and george are heading back to our place. your stuffs at your parents." george nodded. y/n frowned, "okay." she bounded up to the door and knocked a couple of times. the door opened and she immediately began babbling off a greeting and an introduction without looking at the person. "i'm y/n l/n, and i understand you're from angie's work! it's nice to meet yo-" her eyes were met by chocolate brown ones, framed by so many freckles. fred lived in this place? "it's good to see you again, miss y/n l/n," he grinned and oh my oh my, y/n felt her heart skipping beats all over again. fred was worried when there was silence, but he was pleasantly surprised when he felt arms wrap as much as they could around his waist. true to his nature, his cheeks turned as red as his hair. he breathed in the smell of her hair, the smell of her and oh he had missed her so much. "i missed you a lot," he mumbled, tightening his grip around her, "so so so so so much." "me too, freddie," there that nickname was, and it made him possibly weak at how pretty she was and how pretty her voice was. when she let go, he almost felt empty, and so he snaked an arm around her waist. "your place is so beautiful, freddie!" his secret was that he had bought it hoping that she would

live with him. he knew she loved beautiful windows and bay windows and balconies. "not as beautiful as you, lovely." and his eyes were graced by her flustered expression, her cheeks tinted the most delightful shade of pink. "but the windows! gosh they're pretty." "wanna live with me?" he dropped the question ever so casually. "are you sure? i've got an apartment set up and all so it's no big deal-" "no. i want you to live with me." "then your wish is my command, i guess. i don't have much stuff though." "that's fine! i knew you would say yes so i got a bedroom ready for you." she hesitated. fred looked at her. "is everything okay?" "i-i don't want you to think that i'm best friends with you because you're rich or whatever and i feel like i'm taking advantage of your richness and it's not right?" "you're not, okay?" she nodded, still hesitating a little bit. "if you really feel bad you can come visit me and george in the shop and do some type of customer service. you'll be paid." "am i paying rent if i live here?" she asked. "no, y/n, i own this place." "don't you pay land tax?" "yeah, but it's not that much." "nope, i'm paying rent or you're not paying me for the shifts i do. or both. take your pick." "i won't pay you for the shifts. is this really a big deal?" "yes it is! it's money and morals. that's a very big deal." "okay, fair." "gimme a list of all my shifts please." "nah, you pop in whenever you can." "okay, when's rush hour?" "hogsmeade weekends and thursdays." ☆ it was night. y/n couldn't sleep at all. she was lying in the insanely boujee king sized bed and the insanely comfortable sheets, and she still couldn't fathom why she couldn't sleep. maybe it was because she always slept with one eye open in albania. habit. so she was just sitting in her bed, looking around the room. she was tired, but she couldn't be untired. and it would be selfish to disturb fred. but he had said his door was always open. so she crept out and made her way through the corridors, finally stopping at a door which she hoped was fred's bedroom. it was half ajar, so she peeked her head around it. he was asleep, a very thin blanket draped carelessly around his body, his ginger hair messy and his chest rising with every peaceful breath he took. his room was big and simple, cluttered in the most fred way. she approached him, tapping him on the shoulder lightly. "freddie??" he opened his eyes drowsily, "mmm?" "i can't sleep." "'ave you tried countin' broomst'cks?" "i can't sleep." "'kay," he pulled her into his bed, wrapping his arms around y/n and tucking most of the gryffindor red blanket under her chin. it smelled like him, "this 'kay?" fred was shirtless. y/n was blushing. "yeah." "mm, have a good night, okay? i'm here, you're safe." y/n nodded, feeling the most comfortable she had in two whole years, cuddling up to his chest as she fell into sleep. sleep. she hadn't properly slept in two whole years. every night would be spent either patrolling or anxiously preparing for the next day. when she did get some shut-eye, it was broken and restless. but her dreams were stopped with visions of terrifying death eaters casting sectumsempra onto the auror unit. she felt the pain she had endured through a long time ago. it left a scar on her back and imprints in her mind. it was impossible to forget. she remembered yelling as she saw another auror drop dead. running, running out of the hellhole of the death eater's base. "y/n, y/n," fred was shaking her awake. she was shaking, tears were running down her face. she fervently apologised to him. "don't say sorry, lovely," he wiped the tears off of her face, "what was your dream about?" "t-the mission, the death eaters w-were cutting people up and they got me." "oh darling, why didn't you tell me this before?" he asked gently, cradling her head to his chest. "it, it comes out at the worst times." "well you're not in albania anymore, okay, love? you're here, in london, and you're safe. you're okay, you're fine." she nodded, "sorry." "don't you dare,

it isn't your fault. sleep, okay? i'll wait for you to go to sleep before i do, yeah?" she nodded. her head fell onto his chest and fred traced gentle patterns on her back, whispering small nothings in her ear. for the first time, it seemed like fred could watch her without repercussions. even with her tear-stained cheeks and wild hair, she was beautiful. and when he had stayed up for hours into the night and morning for this girl, this was when he realised. he would do anything for her. he loved her.

[robert-de-niro-only-fans]

Uncle Jimmy

Jimmy Conway x Reader

TW: smut!, light alcohol drinking, Daddy kink, age gap

Word count: 3.2k

"Fuck!" you shout as Tommy sends drink glasses flying, all for the punchline of another one is his jokes. You're at the bar in the restaurant you hung out in every week with all your favorite wise guys; you and your crime family practically own the joint at this point.

As you're using a napkin to dry up some of the champagne that had gotten on your cute black bodycon dress, when you suddenly feel a tall presence behind you, "Watch your mouth, young lady. Good girls don't curse."

Jimmy.

You look at him nonchalantly over your shoulder, "You know I'm 21 now, just like Tommy and Henry, you don't have to take care of me any more..." In fact, Jimmy is well aware that you're 21 now, and it isn't lost on you how all over you he's been.

His hands slide over your sides, pulling you close to him, as he whispers in your ear, "I know you're a grown woman now, but Uncle Jimmy still wants to care of his girl..." He'd never done anything like this before, and it sent shivers down your spine right to your center. Your eyes widen in shock, both at his comment and how your body responded to it.

You quickly push his hands off of you, turning around to face him, "Order me a drink then, if you wanna take care of me so bad." It came out of your mouth before you could even think, and you weren't completely sure what you meant by it, but Jimmy hails the bartender and places an order for something he knows you'd like: the first drink you ever had, a Cherrys Sour.

Back when you were still in high school, Jimmy made it for you one night when you were staying with him, saying how he wanted to "be there for your first drink, your first REAL drink, because I'm the uncle that'll let you get away with it."

When the bartender drops your drink off, Jimmy picks it up and holds it a few inches from your face. He plucks the cherry off the rim, and although he's tempted to steal it, he places it gently against your lips, appreciating the way the bright red fruit looks against your pouty bottom lip and the way your tongue flicks out to pull it into your mouth and popping it off its stem.

After that, he couldn't help himself. He places a hand on your cheek and the glass to your lips, making you take a sip of your drink. You close your eyes, nose wrinkling a bit as the liquid coats your taste buds.

"Just like the first time..." Jimmy reminisces, "How's that for being taken care of, darlin'?" You slip the drink out of Jimmy's hand and simply give him a look, trying to be pouty, but the man could tell you liked it.

Jimmy ordered himself the same drink; he just loves cherries, and he leaves you for a little while to go greet a few people, including your dad...

But he isn't gone for long, before he saunters up behind you again, setting his empty glass and placing his hands on the bar on either side of you, trapping you in.

"Jimmy..." you whine, looking down at the bar, but he can't see the smile on your face.

"(Y/N)..." he mimics you. He gently and slowly touches his chest to your back, and combs your hair away from your neck, placing a few soft kisses there.

"Jimmy," you breath heavily, "my dad is here..."

"Well then we better get out of here before he sees us," he leaves a little kiss on the shell of your ear, as he presses the beginnings of his arousal against your backside.

"Ooo-ooooh!!! Looks like Uncle Jimmy noticed our little (Y/N) is all grown up!" Henry hollers down the bar.

"Maybe he wants to be her Daddy Jimmy now! God knows he's old enough to be!" Tommy cuts in.

The place is filled with laughter, and simultaneously, you and Jimmy cut looks that could kill at Tommy and Henry. Jimmy makes a move to storm over to them but you grab his hand, holding him back. "You're just jealous Uncle Jimmy never loved you as much as he loves me," you throw over your shoulder as you drag Jimmy out of the restaurant, laughing as soon as the cool night air hits your faces.

Through his laughter, Jimmy unlocks the passenger door of his car, pushing you in and sliding in after you. With you at the wheel, he cranks up the car and says, "Why don't you take us somewhere, baby girl?"

Things go quiet for a moment, then a big smile spreads across your face. You don't get to drive much, and he knows how much you love to.

"You aren't drunk or anything, are you?" he whispers, always checking on you.

"No, I just had the one drink you got me," you answer.

"Good good, you know I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you," he kisses your cheek and pats your thigh, indicating that you should drive now.

You weren't sure where to go, so you just drove to this little park that took up just a block. There are some swings and a jungle gym, but also some trees and grass and benches. You didn't know what Jimmy would think but you thought it might be romantic.

He chuckles as you stop the car, "You want Uncle Jimmy to take you to the park?"

"Hmmm, I think you meant 'Daddy'" you say, mocking Tommy.

He lets out a little grunt and places a hand on your cheek, wiping his thumb across your bottom lip, "Watch your mouth, I'm warning you..."

"But... That's not even a curse word," you say, but then it clicks in your head. You decide to store that information away for later, and you both get out the car.

You quickly discover the fence to the park is locked, but that kind of thing never stopped you and Jimmy before. You slip off your heels, handing them to the man next to you, and start climbing the fence.

"Hey! Be careful!!" He shouts, but you were already over the other side before he could stop you... and he wasn't really sure how you climbed the fence in a dress that tight.

He takes your shoes over to the car, tossing them in the back seat and pulling out a blanket, probably there so he could wrap a body if he needed to, but he figured you could use it to sit on the grass.

He throws it over the fence to you before fumbling over the thing himself; he was much more graceful about it when he had a cop after him.

Inside the park, you stroll around for a while, getting used to Jimmy being all sweet on you like this. You liked it, but he had always been your Uncle Jimmy, so it's a little weird at first.

You walk over to the swings, plopping down in one. Jimmy stands behind you, gently pushing and pulling the chains back and forth. You look back at him and you both share a giggle as he starts pushing you harder, really getting the swing to go. Your giggles grow into hysterical laughter as you fly through the air.

Jimmy leaves you to your own devices to swing as long as you'd like, while he sits on the swing next to yours and pulls out a cigarette, smiling from ear to ear as he watches you.

As your swing slows down, you pluck the cigarette from his fingers, taking a drag on it. He quickly gets it back, saying, "Hey! That's not good for you, baby," in a serious tone.

"It's not good for you either..." you say as your swing comes to a halt.

"Yeah, well. Do as I say, not as I do." Jimmy says, pulling your swing over to his. There's a pause for a moment before he changes the subject, "I'm gonna kiss you now. Are you gonna let me?"

"Why don't you try it and see?" you tease him.

With that, he pulls you off of your swing and onto his lap, holding your waist as his lips meet yours in an open mouthed kiss that can only be described as electric. Jimmy didn't do anything half-assed, especially kissing you. One of his hands tangles in your hair, and you hold his cheeks in your hands as you make out.

He sucks his bottom lip into your mouth, giving it a delightful little nibble that makes you squirm. Your hands move to squeeze at his sides while you desperately kiss one another, both realizing you'd wanted each other much longer than you thought. His hands grab your hips and lift you up so he can stand and wrap your legs around his waist; his lips never leaving yours. He walks a few steps over to the grass and sinks to his knees, laying you down in the damp but soft grass. He grips at your thigh, hard; it'll probably leave little bruises where his fingertips are.

You let out a little whine and he realizes he's hurting you, "I'm sorry, honey."

"It's okay..." you breathe out, "Daddy..."

You watch as he gets a lust blown look in his eyes from your use of that word, and his lips slam back into yours. He starts grinding his hardness against you, "Say it again," he mumbles through attacking your lips.

"Mmm!" you push him of you a little, making him stop and look in your eyes, "Daddy."

His eyes are practically begging you, for what you aren't sure, but he lowers his head and softly kisses at your decolletage. Your fingers grace over his head, threatening to mess up his gelled hair. As his lips give attention to the top of your breasts, Jimmy's voice pipes up, "(Y/N)," his eyes look up at you, "Let me make love to you."

"Jimmy..."

His hand creeps up, intertwining your fingers with his and pinning your hand to the ground. His face meets yours with another fiery kiss.

"Jimmy," you moan against his lips, "What if we get caught?"

"Well, it could be kind of exciting if we get caught," he presses a kiss to your earlobe.

"I mean, by the cops... What if we get in trouble?"

"Listen to yourself, princess, when did you ever care about getting in trouble? Besides, fuck the cops," Jimmy argues still kissing at your neck, and he does have a point.

You push Jimmy up and he sits back on his knees. You get up and sit in front of Jimmy, except you turn your back to him, then you brush your hair to one side to the front side of your shoulder.

"Okay," you say.

"Hm?" Jimmy asks.

"James Conway, unzip my dress right now, or I swear to God, you won't get another chance to for the rest of your life!"

Zip! You feel your dress loosen immediately. His hands roam your back as he scoots closer to you. His fingertips glide over your silky smooth skin while sliding the little dress straps off your shoulders.

"When a pretty lady like you talks, I listen," his voice is lower than it was before.

You chuckle and lean back into him as the top part of your dress falls around your waist and Jimmy's hands explore your bra. You hear his breathing get a little heavier just from looking at you without a top on.

You turn around and start to lay back down on the grass. "Wait-" Jimmy starts, "Let me go grab that blanket."

"You afraid of getting a little dirty, Daddy?" you say in your sexiest voice. It's funny how you can visually see Jimmy short circuit a for minute every time you call him that. He snaps back to reality and jumps up, "I'll be right back!"

He quickly returns to lay the blanket on the ground for you, before grabbing you and gently laying you down with it. You slide your dress off your legs, and Jimmy can hardly think straight seeing you in your lacy black underwear.

"Are you just gonna stand there, big man? A little girl like me got your wires all crossed?" you joke at him.

Jimmy simply responds by taking off his jacket and tie, and getting on his knees between your legs again. You sit up and unbutton his shirt, quickly discarding it and finally feeling the warm skin of his torso. You look up and give him a teasing look before unlatching his belt, sloooowly. He's completely breathless at the way you've taken charge of the situation; you'd always been a little girl in his eyes.

Almost as if you'd been reading his mind, you say, "If I'm gonna call you Daddy, you better start acting like one, hm?" You raise your eyebrows at the last part as if you were expecting something of him.

He exhales and crawls on top of you, "You're so right... God damn it, you just look so good!" He roughly kisses you and pins your wrists down to the ground above your head, "But now I'm gonna make you mine."

You're left gasping as Jimmy moved to your neck, leaving his mark on you. Everyone would know he had had you when they see those hickies on your neck, and that thought- that thought drove Jimmy wild.

He releases your hands as he works his way down your body with his kisses and sucks on every inch of your skin. He pops back up on his knees and works his pants off, and he looks around to make sure no one is walking by around the park. "Want me to lose these, baby doll?" he asks, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer briefs.

"You know I do," you giggle at him.

He groans happily, "You sure you're ready to see your Uncle Jimmy naked?"

You sit up and stroke his hard length as it strains against the fabric, "I thought you were my Daddy now... You must not want me to call you that if you keep forgetting..." You pretend to pout at him.

He takes you by surprise, grabbing your throat and shaking you a bit, "Daddy didn't forget."

You give him an excited smile, and he removes his underwear, stroking himself for you. He grabs your legs and shoves them straight up in the air, giving your ass a solid smack before pulling your panties down.

"Oh, baby," he lays himself on top of you, rubbing his hardness against your clit, "You look beautiful, and you're already so wet without me even touching you... You think you're ready to take me?"

You nod your head, "Mhmm."

"Say it," he demands.

"Say what?"

"You know what I want, princess. Now, say it."

You look up at him with doe eyes, appreciating his muscles as he towers over you, "I want you, Daddy... Take me please, Daddy, I'm ready!"

"Mmmm, God, baby girl, you beg so good," he praises as he presses the head of his cock into you.

You let out a soft, breathy groan as you feel him fill you up. The noises Jimmy makes as he starts to move in you--it's as if he feels relief mixed with absolute pleasure. He moves slowly at first, rocking his whole body gently back and forth, as he kisses the side of your face.

Your little breaths mixed with moans and gasps only turns Jimmy on further; he wants to make you make more of those noises. He shifts his weight onto one elbow, and with his free hand, grabs your hand to bring it to his face. He stares deeply into your eyes as he kisses your knuckles.

Jimmy enjoys your fingers playing with his hair, and he really enjoys it when you give it a harsh tug as he hits a sweet spot inside you. You inhale sharply, "Daddy!!!"

"Yeah, baby? Is that the spot?"

"Uh-huhhh," you whine loudly. You reach down to play with yourself, but your hand is met with a sudden slap.

"No. That's Daddy's job." Jimmy quickly replaces your hand with his, rubbing circles on your clit. His hip movements speed up, and he only takes his hand off of you to pull your bra down off your shoulders before forcefully ripping it and throwing it aside. As his hand returns to your clit, his mouth explores your breasts, sucking on your nipples and leaving more love bites.

How he could do three things at once is beyond you, but it is leading you to your orgasm. When you reach your end, Jimmy shoves two fingers deep in your mouth, muffling the loud noises you would've made. He wouldn't want anyone to hear after all...

Wasting no time, he sits up and pulls your legs up again, hooking them on his shoulders as he fucks into your as fast as he can. You still hadn't fully come down from your orgasm, so your legs shake violently as he slams your g-spot.

"(Y/N)..." Jimmy says weakly, eyes closed tightly in pleasure. He's close.

"Cum for me, Daddy."

"Fuck!" he groans as his hips grow erratic.

"Daddyyy... Cum for me," you beg.

You can hardly finish your sentence before he pulls out, stroking himself as his seed spurts in ribbons across your belly, yet again marking you as belonging to him. His breathing comes out in the form of needy moans as he finishes.

He takes a moment to collect himself as he shakes his member, making sure he got every drop onto you. "You look good with Daddy's cum on you," he pants, grabbing the blanket to wipe it off before it gets sticky in the cool night breeze, "You're 𝘮𝘺 girl now. All mine." He lays next to you, pulling you into him for cuddles.

"Yes sir, Daddy," you look up, rubbing your hands on his chest.

"Good girl; you're such a good girl," he whispers the next part, "and you mean so much to me." He gives a series of soft, sweet kisses.

"Hey! What do you two think you're doing?!" You hear someone shout from outside the park fence. A cop.

Jimmy pops his head up and scopes the guy out, "Fred?" One of the cops Jimmy pays off.

"Jimmy? Is that you?"

"Yeah, what are you doing working nights?"

"Oh, uh, my wife and I have a baby on the way and the force doesn't pay that well. I picked up more hours. But you two go on with whatever you're doing, I didn't see a thing, Mr. Conway," the cop saunters off, leaving your alone.

"That's the other reason I wasn't worried about the cops," Jimmy chuckles to you.

After that, you found yourself in Jimmy's bed as often as possible, and that cop found himself at home with his wife more often, having a much needed pay raise.