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Press by Cardi is a great workout song but I have to time it carefully bc if Iโm at the bottom of a squat when she goes DING DONNNNNNG!!!!! i WILL have to bail out of it
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smut with dealer rafe ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ
โCan I help you princess?โ He asked nonchalantly as you slowly walked up to the couch, hands resting behind your back as he glanced up from counting the stack of cash in his hand. His blue eyes pierced into you, glancing over the small dress you wore before letting out a soft laugh. โI know you donโt do coke.โ His tone amused. Rafe Cameron was his name or so that is what your friend had told you. She had warned you that he was an asshole, but gave the best deal on weed if you wanted some that bad.
โNo- I donโt.โ You told him quietly. โI need weed and I heard that you have some.โ You watched as he stopped counting the money, wrapping a rubber band around it before leaning back against the couch on the upper balcony of the mansion.
โI do.โ He said his voice in a low rasp.
You swallowed hard, watching his muscles flex as he stretched his arms against the back of his head. You bounced on your little heels, biting your lower lip as you waited for him to tell you how much it was. He was rather intimidating but gorgeous to look at. Buzzed hair, a strong jawline and stunning blue eyes that were staring into you.
โHow much?โ You finally asked him, opening your little Gucci purse. The money was between your fingers, when you felt a ringed hand pull you closer.
โI donโt want that shit. I want something else.โ He told you, his other hand coming out from behind his head to rest on your hip. You felt the goosebumps rise on your smooth skin making you shiver as his fingertips traced over your flesh. โI wanna put my dick inside you. You are fucking the prettiest thing Iโve ever seen.โ
You really didnโt know how to react, no man ever have telling you this before. The embarrassing thing was is that you felt your cunt pulse with want. This man quietly possibly having the sexiest voice youโve ever heard. โI- I donโt know.โ You whispered, the party below still going on. While it was dark up here, you didnโt know if anyone else wanting drugs would come up here.
Rafe removed his hand, grabbing his phone off the table. His thumb moved quickly, before setting the device back down. โDonโt worry about anyone. This is my fucking place.โ He reassured you, his hand reaching for you again. โI got something that might change your mind.โ
He pulled out a blunt, lighting it and taking a long hit as he pulled you down to sit next to him. Your eyes watched as he held it in his mouth, his hand working down towards button of his pants where he reached into his boxers. Your eyes widened as you saw his cock and just how big it was.
โCome here.โ He rasped out.
Dress lifted up and lace panties to the side, you sunk down onto him. The way you were immediately filled up made you let out a moan, gripping his strong shoulders for support. โOh fuck-you are big.โ You said, throat tight as you didnโt even have words for how good it felt.
โShit..โ His voice hoarse as your pussy wrapped around him. โYou can fucking take it.โ
He placed the blunt up to your lips which you inhaled the best you could while gently rocking back and forth on his cock. The man was huge and impatient apparently as he gripped your ass roughly. You squeaked out a moan when his cock jackhammered into you, piercing your cervix with each thrust. โFuck- fuck.โ You whimpered, becoming limp against his strong frame as he made you take it.
โShit- princess.โ Rafe grits out, your cunt squeezing the fuck out of him. โThis slutty pussy taking my big dick like a good girl. All because you are feenin for some weed. Fucking pathetic.โ He spat at you while one hand came to your throat.
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Love Plug
๐ย starring. Johnny Suh x afab!Reader
๐ฎ preview. โThe only things Johnnyโs horny for are things that come in green: money and weed. He doesnโt date, babes, and you two are on a date.โ
tw/cw. weed/drug use, shotgunning (kissing after John's taken a hit from a joint), reader likes wine, alcohol, plug!Johnny, unprotected sex, oral (f/m receiving) face riding, big dick john, 69-ing, size kink, grinding, multiple reader orgasms, fingering, pussy stretching, dirty talk, praise, ass groping, hand job, creampie/filling kink, cumming together, etcโฆ I pet names: (hers) angel, sweet thing, good girl
๐นย rating.18+ย explicitย I wc. 7.9k
๐ญย aus. plug/drug dealer!Johnny, semi-strangers to lovers, Valentine's Day, etcโฆ
โ๏ธย mlistย +ย an.ย I know this is slightly late, as it's Valentine's Day themed, but I hope ya'll like it anyway! big thank you to @sehunniepotwrites, my beta reader, my fellow John lover, my bestie- Love you girlie, thank you for helping me edit this to get it posted on time ๐
Being alone on Valentineโs Day is never fun. It would be one thing if you were with your girlfriends, but today, youโll truly be alone. Everyone is busy, people are working, or with significant others- you feel like youโre the only person without plans, and itโs driving you completely insane.
Your apartment is spotless, youโd gone on a cleaning bender to distract yourself from todayโs date, but as three o'clock rolls in, you find yourself sitting on your couch and staring at the ceiling.
Thereโd been a time in your life when boredom would make way for addictive traits. Dopamine-filled hobbies that youโve since done your best to squash. But as three becomes four and you have nothing to satiate yourself - not even the pink bottle of wine in your fridge has been able to drown your loneliness - you begin to consider more drastic measures.
Youโd never been a stoner, per se, but youโd gone with your cousin a few times to pick up from her run-of-the-mill dealer. If anything can help you relax and watch a movie, you think it might be some Grade A Indica.ย
Unknown number: Hi John, are you out today?
John: define out. Who is this
Unknown number: shit
Unknown number: my cousin gave me your number, Iโve picked up from you a few times
Unknown number: You probably donโt remember me but my name is y/n
John: I remember you
John: how much do you need?
Unknown number: Iโm thinking $100 worth?
John: Iโll bring my shit. Text me your address and I can be over within the hour
Usually, when your cousin has gotten in contact with John, he comes to her apartment and the two of you go outside, filing into his truck. He has a duffle with jars full of weed, shatter, and the like. You give him money and he helps you decide what your night is going to look like.
When John calls you half an hour after youโve texted him, youโre already almost at your door. โIโll be down in a sec,โ you tell him, searching for your keys.
โHow about you buzz me up instead?โ he suggests. โIโm outside the front door.โ
You freeze for a moment. As far as you know, Johnโs never come up to your cousinโs apartment, and the idea of inviting the sexy local plug up into your one bedroom is sketchyโฆ but at the same time, youโre feeling kind of desperate.ย
โOkay, type my apartment number into the keypad and Iโll let you in. The elevator will take you to my floor.โ
You hang up, and a moment later your phone rings again. You press the buzz-up key and hold your breath.
Youโre not sure if youโre scared of being alone with John because heโs a drug dealer or if youโre frightened of your own lack of self-control. Johnโs one of the sexiest men youโve ever seen and this is Valentineโs Day. Youโd been planning on maybe getting a little high, pulling out your vibrator, and having a good time with yourselfโฆ but if you could have a good time with himโฆ
You give your head a shake, reaching for your bottle of wine. You pour the last bit of it into a cup, lifting it to your lips while you wait for the local plug to arrive at your door.
When he knocks, you practically jump, heart lurching in your chest. You scurry to your door, not wanting to make him wait- not wanting any of your neighbors to see the tall, sexy, tattooed man standing outside your home.
John greets you with a grin. โSpecial delivery,โ he jokes, stepping past you and into the apartment and looking around. โYouโve got a nice place.โ
โThank you.โย
You watch him head into the living space. He walks as if heโs been here before, as if he belongs here. The duffle makes a thumping sound when he nonchalantly sets it onto your small dining table, but John doesnโt immediately open it to show you the product like he does when youโve bought from him before.
โIs it just me, or does it feel kind of sad in here?โ John asks, turning to look at you.
โHmm?โย
โI just meanโฆโ he gestures around, โspotless house, a pretty girl alone on Valentineโs Dayโฆ you havenโt bought from me in a while, sweet thing, I kind of thought youโd quit.โ
โI did quit-โ you stutter, โI meanโฆ I was never a huge stoner or anything, so I wouldnโt say I quit-โ
John grins while watching you search for an explanation. He leans back, palms flat on the dining table. The black v-neck heโs wearing shows off some of his chest piece and the tattoos on his neck are definitely a distraction as you try to formulate words.
โLook, all Iโm saying isโฆ Iโd hate for you to lose your sobriety streak because youโre feeling lonely on Valentineโs Day.โ
โIโm not exactly sober,โ you scoff, reaching for your glass of wine.
โIs that a rosรฉ?โ
You look down at the liquid. โItโs a pink strawberry sparkling wine.โ
โSounds nice. Give me a taste.โ He holds out a hand, and itโs clear that itโs more of a demand than a request, so with a sigh, you hand your cup to the local plug.
John swirls the glass, then he lifts it to his lips. He doesnโt sip, doesnโt take his time, he simply tilts his head back and downs the wine in two large gulps. When heโs done, he wipes his hand across his mouth, grinning mischievously. โYummy.โ
โThat was the last of it,โ you groan. โNow I have to hit the liquor store too.โ
โIs it usual for you to get crossed, sweet thing? Weed and wine? You must really be feeling some type of way today.โ
โSo says the drug dealer working on Valentineโs Day.โ You roll your eyes, annoyed that heโd downed your whole glass and isnโt cutting to the chase of your transaction.
โOuch,โ John laughs. โWhen did you get such a mouth on you?โ
โSince you just drank an entire cup of wine in two seconds and started talking about my sobriety streak- are you going to sell me some weed or not?โ
โFor a girl with nowhere to be, you sound like youโre in a rush,โ John muses. โYou want to get me out of your home that badly, huh?โ
โI mean, I would have preferred meeting you at your car,โ you admit.
John simply shrugs. โAnd I wanted to see how dire your situation was. Clearly, itโs pretty fucked. Listen, we can still go down to my car if you want.โ
โWill you sell me the weed if I go with you?โ
โNah, but I can take you out for a drink instead.โ
His words hang heavy in the air, and your mind does mental gymnastics to make sense of the suggestion.ย
Is he asking you out?ย
Finally, you ask, โArenโt you working?โ
โThe good thing about being your own boss is you can always say fuck it, I wanna go to a bar,โ John points out. โSo are you going to come with me and let me distract you better than weed would? Or are you going to mope around here with no wine, no weed, and no sexy plug to make you feel better?โ
You definitely have a sexy plug or two hidden away under your bed that could make your day better- but you donโt tell John that. Instead, you let out a sigh. โI guess I have nothing better to do.โ
โThatโs the spirit, sweet thing, now letโs go on an adventure.โ
The place he takes you to is a complete dive. Itโs a dark ambiance, and as you settle onto a bar stool, you notice the stickiness of the counter in front of you. John, however, seems completely at home here. He doesnโt mind the alcohol-stained wood, leaning over it to speak to the bartender over the loud rock music that plays through the establishment. โTwo shots of the regular,โ he announces.
โYou got it, Johnny,โ she laughs, turning to grab a bottle of whiskey from one of the higher shelves.
โSo I guess I donโt have to ask if you come here often,โ you breathe.
โAnd I donโt have to ask if youโve been here before. You stick out like a sore thumb, sweet thing. Relax a little.โ
You let out a sigh. โAre we really going to do whiskey shooters?โ
โIโm buying so Iโm choosing,โ John insists. โBut if you want a cocktail or something, you can get that too, on me.โ
So instead of taking your money today, heโs spending his money on you.
John is an enigma, and the confusion you feel has you more curious than ever.
โSo howโd a guy like you get into your line of work?โ you ask.
โHeโs eighteen, gets stupid tattoos on his neck and hands, is rejected from other lines of work, and then discovers he has a talent for growing the best weed in town,โ John responds. โAlthough, between you and me, Iโm pretty good at growing orchids too.โ
You had not pegged him as a plant guy. Heโs always seemed so one-dimensional, and you realize now that your stereotype of him had been wrong. Youโd never have thought John was the one actually growing the product he sells, and the idea of him nursing an orchid - a famously difficult flower - has your heart softening.
The bartender returns, setting two shots in front of you and John. โHowโs your day going, Hyuna?โ John asks, picking up a conversation with her.
โItโs going,โ she sighs.
โOuch, that doesnโt sound good,โ John muses, pushing one of the shooters in front of you. โI thought you were seeing that new guy- the finance bro. Figured youโd be with him today.โ
โIโm not sure heโs the commitment type.โ Hyuna brushes her long dark hair over a shoulder, looking between you and John. โBesides, someone has to run this lonely hearts club here. Youโre ruining the single vibe by bringing a date.โ
โMy bad for not introducing her, by the way,โ John grins. His arm comes around the back of your chair, and he pulls you closer. โThis is sweet thing, Iโm saving her from making bad decisions today.โ
โYeah? And how are you doing that?โ Hyuna laughs.
โBy substituting one drug for another.โ John picks up his shooter, turning to you. โTo bad decisions.โ
With a sigh, you grab your own shot, lifting it to clink against Johnโs. โTo bad decisions,โ you echo.
The whiskey is like fire as you shoot it, and you have to do your best not to sputter from how bad it tastes. You feel your face scrunch up involuntarily, and it earns laughs from Hyuna and John.
โI think we can all agree Johnnyโs taste in alcohol is a bad decision,โ Hyuna muses. โWhat can I get you, sweet thing?โ
You order your drink of choice. John asks for three more shooters. When Hyuna sets them all down in front of you, John holds one out to her. โThis oneโs for you. Iโm sorry itโs not working out with finance bro.โ
Hyuna assesses the shot, then, with a groan, she grabs it. โI shouldnโt be doing this.โ
โNo oneโs gonna care,โ John insists. โAnd we both know your manager is in love with you. Just take the shot, babes.โ
Hyuna rolls her eyes and downs the drink. She sets the glass down, her perfectly manicured black nails dragging along it momentarily. โYou and your annoying tastes.โ
โYouโll learn to love this,โ John assures her. โYou learned to love me, right?โ
โAfter I got over how annoying you are.โ
John only laughs. He downs another shot, bringing his total to three. Then he stands up abruptly. โVape break,โ he announces. โYou girls better not have too much fun without me.โ
You watch him leave, sipping on your cocktail.ย
โSo how did you two meet?โ Hyuna asks, half turning to remove some glasses from the washer so she can polish them while you chat.
You lean forward, whispering, โHeโs literally my plug.โ
โJohnโs everyoneโs plug,โ Hyuna laughs.
โHow about you? Heโs a regular?โ
โYeah, but I also dated his sister once upon a time,โ Hyuna explains. โHe was her annoying kid brother. I did my best to be nice to him but things didnโt end so well with her- then three years later he came in here, all tattooed and wreaking of weed- He recognized me right away, and heโs been coming in here ever since. Tips good too.โ
Youโd been wondering about the specificities of their relationship. Hyunaโs gorgeous, like- one of the prettiest bartenders youโve ever seen. Her lean arms are covered in intricate tattoos, her nails are filed to points, her hair is perfect, her cheekbones are prominent and her lips are puffy like pillows-
Who wouldnโt have a crush on her?
โHeโs an interesting guy,โ you muse finally.
โDonโt let his tattoos fool you,โ Hyuna says, meeting your eye. โHeโs a sweetheart. He just likes to look all tough because of his job.โ
You consider what sheโs just said.
โSoโฆโ your throat feels a little dry. โDoes he often come in here with girls?โ
โNever. And especially not on Valentineโs Day.โ Hyuna sets a cup down, leaning over the bar top to get a good look at you. โSo tell me, sweet thing, whatโs the end goal here?โ
โHmm?โ
โJohnny might be an annoying plug, but like I said, heโs a good guy. Iโm not dating his sister anymore, but heโs still like a kid brother to me. I donโt want to see him get hurt.โ Thereโs a beat of silence. โHeโs giving you heart eyes, and he let you choose your own drink. John doesnโt even let me choose my own drink once in a blue moon when we go out. Heโs also never cared about what drugs I do, so why does he care so much about you? What makes you so special?โ
โIโฆโ you set your cocktail down. โI really canโt answer that.โ
Hyuna cocks her head, pursing her lips. โGirl to girl, donโt be a bitch to him. Iโm the one heโs going to come crying to if you reject him really hard. Let him down softly, if you have to.โ
โHonestly, girl to girl, I donโt even know if heโs into me that way.โ
โSweet thing,โ Hyun scoffs, โyou must be blind as a bat. Donโt you see the way heโs looking at you?โ
โI sort of thought he was just horny for Valentineโs Day.โ
The bartender lets out a barking laugh. โThe only things Johnnyโs horny for are things that come in green: money and weed. He doesnโt date, babes, and you two are on a date.โ
Your lips part to respond, but the door to the bar opens and John comes back inside. He lumbers over with a grin, taking the seat next to you. His arm slides around the back of your chair and he leans forward, looking between you and Hyuna. โSo what did I miss?โ
โNothing important,โ Hyuna lies.ย
โIn that case, I think Iโm going to order a-โ
โYouโre aware that at some point Iโll have to take your keys away, right?โ Hyuna raises a brow at John. โI just gave you three shots, you have one sitting in front of you still-โ
โWe both know Iโm a heavyweight,โ John insists.
โSure you are,โ Hyuna rolls her eyes, โand your skin is naturally pink.โย
You assess John. Hyuna must have good vision, because in the shitty lighting of the bar, you can hardly tell that John has definitely flushed from the alcohol. His cheeks are a rosy hue, and he looks as boyish as ever, a stark contradiction to the neck tattoos that are also beginning to blossom with color.
โHow about thisโฆ two more shots,โ John bargains, holding up three fingers.
Hyuna scoffs loudly.
โHow aboutโฆ two more shots,โ John continues to hold three fingers, โAnd Iโll buy dessert so my body doesnโt turn into a complete whiskey barrel.โ
โTwo desserts and you have a deal,โ Hyuna sighs.
โTwo desserts it is.โ John sits back in his chair. โWhat are you thinking, sweet thing? This place has a really good brownie, although, there's no weed in it.โ
โWeโve also got apple pie with ice cream, tiramisu from the Italian place next door-โ Hyuna does her best to be helpful, and youโre beginning to appreciate the tough love elder sister act thing she has going on.
You order the dessert that sounds most to your liking, and as you wait, John begins to ask about your cousin. โSheโs a trooper,โ he muses. โI sold her this massive thing of mushrooms last week and she texted me like two days ago asking for more.โ
โSheโs a heavy hitter for sure,โ you agree.
โShe told me once that she only does things like weed and shrooms because they come from the Earth,โ John continues. โNever asks for links to cocaine or MDMA or anything- just the Earthy shit. She told me itโs cuz sheโs a Taurus.โ
You laugh. โThatโs my cousin.โ
โIt was interesting meeting you for the first time,โ John continues. โYour cousin gets into the car, knows exactly what strains of weed she wanted- pretty sure she was buying shatter. And there you are, asking for a blunt. Didnโt know if you wanted indica or sativa or a hybridโฆโ John shakes his head, as if it was the most baffling experience in the world. โIn the end, I gave you some indica. Could tell you had a lot of anxiety and shit. I was kind of happy when you stopped buying, Iโd hoped youโd found some other outlets or something.โ
โI picked up wine,โ you say, only half joking.
โLook, on our way back to your place to drop you off, Iโll stop and pick up a bottle for you to make up for what I drank earlier, deal?โ
โDeal.โ
John grins, and then you see his hand dipping down into his pocket. โVape break.โ
You watch John lumber outside again, and you release a deep sigh, meeting Hyunaโs eye. โBoys and their vapes.โ
Dessert had helped mellow John out somewhat, and heโd actually been pretty law abiding while driving to the liquor store after. The two of you are now walking around the aisles, with John asking you all sorts of questions about your preferences when it comes to booze.
It feels shockingly domestic, especially when people go to move past you and Johnโs hand finds the small of your back, gently prompting you in front of him to make way for others to go by.
โWhat if I get us two bottles, and you let me come up for a movie,โ John suggests as you reach for a replacement wine from earlier.
โWhat sort of movie?โ you ask.
โAnything you want.โ
โAre you sure Iโm the only lonely one today?โ you tease. โYouโre being pretty clingy, John.โ
โAnxious girls love a man that clings,โ the plug insists. โHere, Iโll sweeten the pot for my sweet thing. Three bottles of wine, on me, and Iโll hand roll a blunt that will blow your socks off.โ
โWhat happened to not wanting me to lose my no-weed streak?โ
โI never said Iโd let you smoke it, I just said Iโd hand roll it and youโd be super impressed by my skills.โ
You let out a laugh. Itโs shocking how much your opinion of him has changed in a few short hours. You canโt believe how comfortable heโs making you feel.
โFine. Three bottles,โ you agree.
John grabs two more to join the one in your hand, and you head to the checkout. As youโre waiting in line, his phone rings, and he brings it to his ear.
โHey, Markโฆโ Johnโs eyes meet yours. โI mean, Iโm kind of busyโฆ You really need it huh? Okay, give me a sec.โ The plug presses his phone to his chest. โIโve got a buddy who wants to link up. He lives pretty close by. It would take likeโฆ ten or fifteen minutes max. You good with that?โ
โYeah,โ you agree. โSounds okay.โ
John lifts his phone back to his ear. โOkay, Iโll be there in ten minutes. You better be waiting outside though, I told you Iโm busy.โ
A short while later, youโre sitting in the front passengerโs seat of Johnโs truck as he pulls up in front of an apartment building. A man in a hoodie and baseball cap is standing there, and he quickly gets into the back, giving you an odd look.
โMark, this is sweet thing. Sweet thing, this is Mark,โ John says smoothly.
โDude. I didnโt know you had a girlfriend.โ
John ignores the comment. โHow much are you spending today?โ
โFive hundred.โ Mark pulls a wad of bills out of his pocket.ย
โThe usual?โ John asks, reaching down for the duffle by your feet.
โHalf shrooms, quarter indica flower, quarter butter or shatter, whatever you think is best today.โย
โYou got it.โ John sets the duffle gently on your lap, rifling through it. He begins to pull things out, like a jar full of weed. As John sections it off into bags, Mark leans forward to get a better look at you.
โSorry for interrupting your plans,โ he says sheepishly.
โThatโs okay,โ you assure him.
โYou guys up to anything fun?โ
โMovie night,โ John answers, tossing a baggie of weed back at his friend.ย
โNice.โ Mark nods to himself, waiting patiently.ย
Soon, Johnโs fulfilled the order. Mark hands the cash to the plug, and with one final nod and half smile, he gets out of the car.ย
โSoโฆโ Johnโs hand returns to the wheel. โMovie night?โ
Youโre two glasses of wine into the movie when John begins to roll a joint. Heโs seated next to you on the couch, his thigh just touching yours as he bends over the coffee table. For a guy with such large hands, heโs more adept than you would have thought heโd be at the fine-tuned movements needed to make the perfect joint.
Youโre more enthralled by him than the movie at this point, and you canโt help the way your body reacts when he lifts up his nearly finished product to swipe his tongue across the paper. He seals the joint masterfully before turning to meet your gaze. โIโm gonna pop onto your deck for a moment to smoke this.โ
โIโll join you,โ you tell him immediately, pausing the movie to stand up.
You follow him outside, momentarily taken aback by how cold itโs gotten.ย
John pulls a lighter out of his pocket, and after one sharp flick, he begins to smoke the joint.
You like the way his jaw looks in the shadows of light from the deck lamp. Heโs so handsome and regal-
The cloud of smoke he exhales is bigger than anything youโd ever be able to do yourself, and even that is sexy in some odd way.
โYouโre really not going to give me a hit?โ you ask.
โNope.โ John looks at you with a lazy expression and a half smile. โYouโre the good girl, and Iโm the bad guy, remember.โ
โBad guy,โ you scoff.ย
โWhy are you laughing, sweet thing? Iโm a plug with tattoos. Iโm bad.โ
โYouโre a softie.โ
Now itโs his turn to laugh. โSays who?โ
โSays me,โ you insist.
โYeah? And how do you figure?โ
You think about it for a moment before responding. โYouโve taken care of me todayโฆ even though you didnโt have to.โ
โWell, I wanted to.โ John takes another puff, blowing it in your face. โIt was pretty self-serving actually.โ
You roll your eyes, waving away the smoke. โSure it was, John.โ
โJohnny,โ he says quietly. โCall me Johnny.โ
You stare at him, taking in his pretty face, the way his perfect lips wrap around the joint when he takes a puff. โJohnnyโฆ be for real. Why are you here?โ
He lets out a laugh, but thereโs little humor in it. โIsnโt it obvious?โ
You shake your head, holding your breath while you wait for him to elaborate.
Johnny sighs. โLook. Iโve always liked you. I liked having you come around, needing an explanation about weed, and joints versus blunts, and indica versus sativa- it was likeโฆ it was like having a little bit of sunshine every once in a while. Then you stopped buying, and I was happy about that, but I also wasnโt. Hadnโt heard from you in months, didnโt have your number, couldnโt ask your cousin about you- you texted, and itโs Valentineโs Day, and I came up and saw you were alone- andโฆ I donโt knowโฆ I just hate missed opportunities, and I couldnโt let this one pass me by.โ
Youโre really not sure what to say. His demeanor is usually kind of joking, heโs the type to always have a smile- but right now, heโs not smiling, not joking- heโs being dead serious.ย
โIโm happy I messaged you.โ You feel stupid as the words leave your lips, but they bring back Johnnyโs boyish grin.
โYeah?โ
โUh huh,โ you step closer, looking up at the tall plug. โThanks for taking me out for drinks.โ
โIt would have been a crime to leave a sweet thing like you alone on Valentineโs Day, and trust me, I know all about crime.โ
God, heโs such a goof. Why is he so endearing?
โDo you know about shotgunning?โ you ask.
Johnnyโs brows furrow for a second. โIโm shocked you know about shotgunning.โย
โDo you wanna try it?โ
The plug looks you up and down. โIs this a ploy to get at my joint?โ
โNuh uh,โ you shake your head.ย
Johnny leans forward, meeting your eyes as his lips almost brush past your own. โLiar.โ
He pulls away, slotting the joint in his mouth. He watches you while taking a long drag. Then heโs removing the joint and bending down again, meeting your gaze.ย
You lean forward, reaching to gently grab at his shoulders. Your heart is racing a million miles a minute in your chest, and you do your best to exhale, although it comes out shaky.
โKiss me,โ you whisper.
Johnny doesnโt have to be told twice, he closes the distance, pressing his lips to yours in an open-mouthed kiss. He exhales the smoke into your lungs and you do your best to breathe it in, but Johnnyโs so much bigger than you, and you have to pull away before heโs completely finished his breath.
You sputter a little, feeling tears in your eyes. Thereโs a rush through your body, and you feel a little wobbly, but your grip on Johnny keeps you standing.ย
โJohn-โ As soon as youโve recovered, heโs kissing you again, but this time, itโs not for the purpose of shotgunning.
This time, heโs kissing you like he means it.ย
Like he needs it.
His large hand cups your cheek, and he releases a soft groan when you kiss him back, wrapping your arms tighter around his shoulders to pull him closer.ย
He tastes like weed and wine, and oddly enough itโs not a bad combination. As his tongue swipes past your lip and you open your mouth for him, you find yourself releasing a groan of pleasure.ย
Johnny returns the sound. In the periphery, youโre aware of him flicking the joint to the ground in favour of grabbing you with both hands. First, he cups your hips, pulling you flush against him, but after a moment, he reaches down to squeeze your ass too.
You go for a breather, and he takes the opportunity to kiss your throat, teasing his tongue against your skin and making you shiver in the cold evening air.
โYou knowโฆโ you thread your fingers through his hair, โif you wonโt give me drugs to use for happy chemicals, the least you could do is give me an orgasm.โ
Johnny chuckles, pulling away to look at you with eyes that somehow sparkle. โI thought that was a given, sweet thing.โ
โIt better be,โ you tease, cupping the back of his neck to bring his lips to yours again.
This time, when the kiss deepens and Johnny bends down to cup your ass, he lifts you off the ground, prompting you to wrap your legs around his hips. He pushes the door open behind you, taking you back inside.
Youโre so lost in his lips you almost donโt realize heโs moved past your couch, and then heโs gently laying you onto your bed. โSo how do you like it?โ he asks, pulling away so he can tear his hoodie and shirt off, revealing a toned chest, and all the tattoos youโve been itching to see.
โI like it any way you want to give it to me. Dealers choice.โ
Johnny lets out a laugh. โYouโre cute.โ
โYouโre cute,โ you retort, hooking your fingers in his belt to draw him closer again.
Johnny presses a hand to the bed by your head, bending over you so he can kiss you. Your thighs wrap around him, pulling him fully on top of you while youโre locked in the hottest tongue battle of your life.
Heโs just so big and sexy- the weight of him is enough to have you gasping, even though heโs still holding himself up with his elbow now propped into the bed.ย
His free hand finds your hip, slipping under your shirt to trace your skin. Each brush of his fingers builds the fire in the pit of your stomach, and as he slowly moves to grasp your breast, you find yourself almost dying with need for him.ย
You whimper lewdly against his lips, pushing your chest up toward his palm. With a bra in the way, you canโt get the proper stimulus against your nipple, and within moments of him massaging your tits, you begin to tear your shirt off, needing more.
Johnny helps you remove the fabric, tossing it to the side so his mouth can find your throat. โYouโre so pretty,โ he muses, reaching under you to undo the clasp of your bra. โCan I take this off?โ
โYeah, fuck- let's get naked.โย
Johnny chuckles, pulling away to look down at you. โYou sure you didnโt drink too much wine, sweet thing?โ
โIโm mostly sober.โ
โAnd that shotgunning didnโt make you needy?โ
โYou make me needy,โ you insist, cupping his face. โYou know how you said you were into me months ago? When we first met, I swear I thought you were the sexiest plug Iโd ever seen.โ
โProbably the only plug youโd ever seen,โ Johnny points out with a grin.
โJohn,โ you meet his gaze, โearlier, when you first got here, I wasnโt even sure if I should invite you up. I was worried Iโd lose my self-control and jump you or something- trust me, the physical attraction has always been there, butโฆ getting to know you today, I like who you are inside tooโฆ so, just fuck me, yeah?โ
โHappy fucking Valentineโs Day to us lonely hearts, huh?โย
Instead of answering, you kiss him again, tangling your fingers in his hair. Johnny groans when you tug gently, and he grinds his hips down against your own. You can feel the bulge of his cock as it drags against your core, and youโre pretty sure your panties are going to be ruined after this.
You canโt help yourself, you trace your hand down from his shoulders to his chest, then his abdomen- then you cup his cock, applying pressure that has him moaning again, thrusting against your hand for friction.
โI think I kind of want you in my mouth,โ you admit breathlessly.
โThatโs funny, I want you in mine.โ
You think about it for a moment. โSixty-nine?โ
โFuck, youโre a girl after my own heart, arenโt you, sweet thing?โ
You can only grin, heart thundering in your chest as you push at Johnnyโs shoulders, prompting him to roll onto his back.
โYou take off your pants, and Iโll take off mine,โ you suggest, getting off of him so you can work on your jeans.
Johnny doesnโt need to be told twice, and you watch the way his muscles ripple under his skin as he hurries to get naked.ย
Heโd never actually taken off your bra, so you do that yourself. In moments, youโre both completely nude.
You stare at Johnny, taking in his cock.ย
Heโs rock-hard and huge. It makes you excited, but youโre also not sure how well youโll be able to take him. He must be at least seven or eight inches, and thick too, with a pretty mushroom tip thatโs already leaking precum.ย
He grins at your reaction. โThink you can handle this, sweet thing?โ
โSomething tells me youโll make it fit.โ
โYou got that right,โ he laughs. โNow come sit on my face, wanna taste that pretty pussy.โ
Thereโs something so suave about half-baked Johnny. He speaks with an almost melodic tone, itโs deep and sensual, and your pussy throbs just from the words coming out of his mouth.
As you crawl onto the bed, getting into position, his hands are careful against your form, helping you settle as you swing a thigh over his head, hovering your core over his mouth. Instead of waiting for you to sit down, Johnny lifts himself up a little, burying his face in your pussy before you can even touch his cock.
โFuck-โ you whimper, grabbing the base of his length as he pushes his tongue deep inside of you, licking the length of your slit.ย
You would love nothing more than to enjoy his mouth on you for hours- but you have your own job to do, and youโre already drooling. You bring his mushroom tip to your lips, gently licking at him.
Johnnyโs large hands find your ass, and he squeezes you gently. โNo teasing,โ he mumbles, and the vibration against your clit has you squirming down on his face.
You take him into your mouth, sucking on the tip and twirling your tongue. Johnny immediately releases a groan before diving back into your pussy. He grabs your hips pulling you down tighter against his face.
Itโs hard to know what to focus on. He feels so good with his mouth worshiping your pussy, but at the same time, youโre kind of obsessed with sucking his cock. Heโs so huge, and you want to see how much you can take. You sink further onto his length, feeling your lips stretch at the intrusion-
God, heโs going to absolutely wreck your pussy. You canโt even fit half of him in your mouth before heโs hitting the back of your throat, and as you constrict around him, he releases lewd sounds of pleasure that have your core practically throbbing with need.
You pull off of him, if only to collect your saliva as lube so you can stroke what your mouth canโt reach. Taking a breath and steadying yourself, you grind gently against his tongue, moaning loudly. Then you take him past your lips again, getting lost in the act of simultaneous giving and receiving.
Youโre lost in him, so lost that you donโt even know how long youโve been in this position- but you can feel an orgasm bubbling in the pit of your stomach every time Johnny focuses on your clit.
You find yourself grinding harder against his face, and as the feeling builds, you canโt help but pull off of his cock, gasping and moaning. โFuck, Johnny, Iโm gonna-โ
โCum for me,โ he groans, squeezing your ass as he kitten licks your clit. โDonโt hold back. Cum on my face, sweet thing, give me everything.โ
Youโre stroking his cock mindlessly, your muscles tensing as Johnny takes your clit into his mouth, sucking and licking-
โOh my God-โ you whimper, toes curling-
Your orgasm washes over you like a wave. It tingles through every inch of your being, throbbing out from your core. You and Johnny both release groans of satisfaction, and the knowledge that heโs enjoying having you cum on his face only makes your pussy clench tighter.
Youโre practically riding his tongue now, chasing the last inklings of your high until youโre absolutely breathless.ย
Johnny presses one last kiss to your clit, and then heโs tapping your ass gently. โGonna roll onto your back and let me fuck you like the good girl you are?โ
โGod, yes,โ you groan. Your legs are shaky but you get off of Johnnyโs face, collapsing next to him.ย
โDamn, sweet thing, that was a good one, huh?โ Johnny laughs, sitting up and stroking your thigh.
โSo good,โ you whimper, still feeling the aftershocks.
Johnny gets between your legs, elbow pressing into the bed next to your head as he dips close to kiss your neck. โThe way you were grinding against my face was so fucking hot.โ
โJohnny-โ You wrap your legs around him, feeling absolutely desperate for his cock.
โYouโll have to be a little patient for me, sweet thing,โ Johnny sighs, one large hand cupping your breast and teasing past your nipple. โIโve gotta stretch you out before you can take me.โ
โWhat if I want you now?โ
โLike I said,โ his breath is hot against your throat, โyouโll have to be patient.โ
โWhat if I want you to wreck me?โ
Johnny laughs, pulling away to look at you. โYouโre not as innocent as you look, are you, angel?โ
You trace your fingers along the fine line, black and white, Japanese Oni mask tattoo that sits on his chest between his defined pectoral muscles. โNot when it comes to you.โย
The plug simply grins at your words, his hand trailing down until it reaches your core. Two thick fingers prod at your opening, and you spread your legs even wider to accommodate him. He teasingly dips the first digit inside of you and you release a moan at how good it feels, but heโs quick to pull it out and circle your clit.
โYou know what you said earlier?โ
He lets out a humming sound.
โAbout not teasing?โ you correct. โIf youโre making me wait for you to prep me, you better not take your sweet time with it.โ
โYouโll have to let me take my time with you next time then.โ
โNext time?โ You cock a brow.
โYeah,โ Johnny ghosts his lips over your own. โNext time.โ
โDeal, now finger fuck me open then give me your cock.โ
โJesus, I love it when you talk dirty,โ Johnny groans, dipping his finger into your core again. โTell me more.โ
โYou just feel so fucking good,โ you groan, swiveling your hips. โEven one finger- youโre just so big- Johnny, how are you so big?โ
โYou havenโt really experienced the Big yet,โ John points out, adding a second digit that he scissors inside of you, stretching you out for him.
In response, you reach down and wrap your hand around his cock, pumping him gently. โIโm gonna feel you inside me for days after this.โ
โEspecially if you let me fuck you tomorrow, and the day after- you could feel me forever if you wanted to.โ
โForever, huh?โ You let out a whimper as his digits work harder inside of you, crooking up to stroke your g spot with shocking precision.ย
โIโm still a little high, itโs making meโฆ too honest.โ
โI like honest,โ you admit, cupping his face with your free hand, drawing his lips to yours. โI like you.โ
โI like you too,โ he whispers, kissing you deeper as he finger fucks you faster. โOkay, sweet thing, I think youโre just about ready for me- dripping all over my hand.โ
โIโm ready,โ you assure him, staring into those beautiful chocolate-brown eyes.
โShould I grab a condom?โ
โAre you clean?โ
โYeah. Contrary to popular belief, I donโt fuck around that often. Iโm not a one-night stand kind of guy.โ
You giggle. โIโve sort of noticed that.โ
He kisses you again. โI can still grab a condom though.โ
โNo, Iโm on birth control. I want you to fill me up with cock and cum until itโs all I can think about.โ
โI can do that.โ Johnny pulls his fingers out of your pussy, and before he can lick them clean, you grab his wrist and guide them to your own mouth. โFuck, youโre so fucking hot, angel.โ
You groan around his digits, sucking them clean. When youโre done, Johnny grabs your jaw, drawing your lips to his so he can taste you, his tongue gliding against your own.ย
Youโve still got his cock in your hand, and you pump him gently, adjusting against the blanket to get closer to him so you can guide his tip toward your core.
Johnny takes the hint, and he breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead against yours. His gaze dips to where your bodies meet, and he allows you most of the control as you drag his cock through your folds. โYou really want this?โ
โJust fuck me, John. Please donโt make me beg.โ
He pushes forward, the tip of his cock sheathing in your tight core. โHoly shit,โ Johnny groans.
โMore.โย
Johnny can only laugh, rubbing the tip of his nose against yours as he thrusts deeper into you. The two of you hold your breath as inch after inch stretches you open. Youโre so wet, and it makes the process easier, but you can still feel Johnny everywhere.
Youโre a wriggling, moaning mess by the time heโs fully inside of you.
Johnnyโs breath is hot against your skin, and his chest is rising and falling with effort, his bicep bulging next to your head. โYou good?โ
โYeah,โ you nod, swallowing thickly.
โCan I-โ
โRail me. Break my back. Murder my pussy.โ
Johnny laughs, pressing his lips to yours to shut you up as he begins to move his hips, pulling out only to thrust back in. You can feel your insides practically quivering with each drag of his length against your walls. Heโs so big, and youโre stretched to the brink- the vein along the underside of his cock is an added stimulus that has your toes curling already.
Youโll never be the same after this.
No oneโs cock is ever going to compare and you just know it.
Johnnyโs lips canโt muffle the sounds of pleasure still escaping you, and you grab at his broad shoulders, tracing your nails against his skin.
Itโs so easy to get lost in Johnny. He makes you feel safe, and the pleasure heโs giving you has time flying by like nothing else. Johnnyโs mouth goes to your throat, teasing the spot that has you moaning even louder.
โCan I flip you over? Wanna see that ass.โ
โDo anything you want with me,โ you tell him, and you mean it.
With one last kiss, Johnny pulls out of you. His large hands find your hips. He manhandles you over, pulling your ass back and up so he can push into you again.ย
โFuck,โ you groan, grabbing at the bed sheets. โYouโre even deeper like this-โ
Each time his front meets your ass, the slapping sound turns you on even more. Heโs practically rearranging your guts like this, and you donโt mind it one bit.
โDo you wanna rub your clit for me, sweet thing?โ Johnny asks. โYouโre so fucking tight around me, and Iโm so sensitive when I smoke- not sure Iโll be able to last long, and I want you to cum with me. Wanna feel this pretty pussy all clenched and dripping-โ
Every word has your body tingling, and you bring your fingers to your clit, rubbing in quick circles.ย
โJohnny-โ you whimper.
โThatโs it, angel. You feel so fucking good- so fucking good for me.โ He grabs fistfuls of your ass, squeezing in a way that has you crying out. โWhoโs my good girl?โ
โMe!โ
โWhoโs taking this cock so fucking good?โ
โMe!โย
โFuck-โ Johnny lets go of your ass, wrapping a hand around your throat. He helps lift you up until your back is curved, shoulders pressed to his chest. His lips find your neck, hand dipping down to grasp your breast roughly, pinching your nipple.
โIโm gonna-โ
โI know, sweet thing, me too-โ Heโs fucking into you like a god damned fuck machine, and each circle of your fingers on your clit has you closer and closer to the edge- โFuck, okay, Iโm there- shit, yeah, Iโm there- youโre gonna cum with me, right? Gonna cum on my cock and let me fill you up?โ
All you can do is whimper, your body fulfilling his ask before your brain can even fully process it. Your core clamps down hard on his cock, and Johnny releases a deep groan in your ear. He holds you close, squeezing you as his thrusts get erratic.
You can feel him cumming deep inside of you, and youโve never felt this cock drunk in your life.ย
Nothing matters except Johnny and his huge cock filling you up to the brink. His lips are hot on your throat, and he fucks you through your highs, your pussy fluttering around him as wave upon wave of pleasure rocks through you.
As you both finish, he pushes himself fully inside of you. You can feel his cock throbbing, and his groans are music to your ears.ย
โHappy Valentineโs Day,โ he whispers, letting out a soft laugh as he nuzzles against your cheek.
โHappy fucking Valentineโs Day,โ you giggle, grabbing the hand on your breast and lifting it to your lips so you can kiss his palm.
He holds you for a few more moments, then he gently lowers you to the bed, cock still inside of you. โIโm gonna pull out,โ he says, smoothing a hand over your ass. โYou donโt mind if I watch it drip out of you for a second, right?โ
โIโm just laying here,โ you smile against the quilt.ย
Even so, it feels like a loss as he takes his cock out of your aching pussy. His hands are on your ass and he spreads your cheeks. โFuck, sweet thing. This is the prettiest view in the whole fucking world.โ
When youโd texted Johnny earlier for a link-up, youโd never expected this. Never expected to see this softer side of him.ย
Youโre so fucking happy you reached out- he provided more than what youโd asked for.
โI busted a fat load in you, angel,โ Johnny laughs, his thumb moving to rub your clit, causing you to whine and push back against him. โHow about we go for a shower. I can wash you up, eat you out some more-โ
โDamn, Johnny, are you pussy drunk?โ
โUh huh.โ He leans over you, kissing up your spine and to your shoulder. โValentineโs Day isnโt over yet, we should make the most out of it, right?โ
You get the sneaking suspicion that youโre going to be making the most out of it with Johnny for many days to come, Valentineโs Day be damned.ย God. Your cousin is going to have a freak when she hears about this.
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Youโve gotten accustomed to your plug boyfriend. Youโd only been dating for a month when heโd officially asked you to be his, but you know the two of you were exclusive to each other since that very first night youโd fucked.ย
Being with John is pretty easy- but his odd work schedule can be a bit of a pain. He never knows how busy heโs going to be, so you can plan date nights, but sometimes he has to push it back a few hours to do unexpected late-night deliveries.
If youโd been cock drunk for him after the first time heโd fucked you, youโre even more dependent on him now.
No drug in the world could fill you up and give you the pleasure that Johnnyโs cock does, and youโve become a little impatient when you have to wait for him to complete deliveriesโฆ although, youโd never bring it up with him
You know being a plug is his job. Itโs what pays the bills and allows him to dote on you in ways youโd scarcely been able to imagine before meeting him.
Even so, you can feel your skin crawling, pussy practically aching with anticipation as he completes the last handful of orders for the night. Heโd initially wanted to be over at your place by seven, but itโs nearly ten now, and youโre three hours behind on the fuck marathon youโd planned.
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iโm smoking that bottom shelf storm drain scranton dirt. iโm boiling adderall in a crock pot blowing non newtonian bubbles. weed man rolled up in a white polo shirt, tried to sell me a fifth of givanium, i told him i donโt fuck with that shit, cause i donโt fuck with that shit. iโm sick in the head, if i wanted a real bad trip iโd go sober. this shit aint nothing to me, iโm in the pussy like genghis khan. i donโt even need all this money, they let me take shit for free cause they know iโm him.
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singlemom!reader x neighbor!Sukuna. Valentine's day special. Sukuna gets your daughter to help him out on your first Valentine's Day together
cw: none really, maybe too much fluff?
"Alright, sweetheart, you got this?"
Your daughter nods her head, her determination so reminiscent of you that Sukuna falls a little harder in love.
"When I say, princess, you're going to...."
"Come to the livin' room with the box," your daughter recites faithfully and Sukuna nods.
"And you know what you're going to say to mommy?"
Bug nods again and he's kissing her cheek in adoration when he hears an annoying groan.
"Oh my god, how much longer is this going to take," Yuuji complains while he holds up one end of a long string of twinkly lights, one of his uninvited friends holding the other end.
"I can't believe getting pussy has turned you into this," Fugisaki says from where she is arranging some flowers on the coffee table, shaking her head as if she knows a fucking thing.
"It is a lot."
He says less, but somehow Fushiguro's condemnation of his behavior pisses him off the most. Sukuna picks up his daughter while he walks over to where his little brother is on a ladder.
"If you mother fuckers don't stop cursing around my kid, I'm going to knock you on your fucking asses."
Yuuji looks down at him, unconcerned. "Dude, you just cursed like a million times."
Sukuna kicks over the ladder and Yuuji falls, bringing down the lights him and Fushiguro had been hanging for the past half hour.
The other boy looks over at them, green eyes furious. "For fuck's sake-"
"Oy, what did I say about swearing in front of my fucking kid?"
"I can't believe you're about to get a woman to marry you," Fugisaki says, standing up and tilting her head to look over the decor that wasn't just ripped from the walls.
"I will call Zenin and tell her that you cried while stalking her instagram when she had that away tournament when you were on a break."
Her head snaps up and she narrows her eyes at him. "You wouldn't."
"I recorded a video," Sukuna says, pulling out his phone while Bug giggles on his hip,
"If you do that, I'll tell your girlfriend that you wrecked her apartment so she'd have no choice but to move in with you," she tells him, crossing her arms over her chest.
Sukuna turns to glare at Yuuji. "Snitch!"
"Don't do sketchy ass shit and I won't have things to snitch on," Yuuji says, rubbing his back which had landed right on the floor.
Sukuna and Kugisaki stare at one another until he puts the phone away and she looks smug.
"Finish decorating and then get the fuck out of my apartment."
"Fuck!"
Everyone turns to look at the little girl who had just said her first swear word. Fushiguro is pressing his fingers to his temple like he's the one who's going to get in trouble for this. Yuuji and Kugisaki look delighted.
"You're so fucked, dude," the brat tells him and Sukuna sighs.
"Let's go practice in the other room, sweetheart," Sukuna says to his now fouled mouth daughter. "We'll let the help finish up over here."
Sukuna ignores three separate cries of "Hey!" and hopes that your daughter drops her newly acquired vocab before you come home.
"Alright, when I say princess...."
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When you walk in and see the apartment, you look excited if a little suspicious.
"What's all this? I thought you said Valentine's Day was a corporate conspiracy to take money from losers who should have been weeded out from natural selection."
"This isn't about Valentine's Day," Sukuna tells you and you hum as you take off your jacket and put your stuff by the door.
"Okay, just a coincidence then?"
"Sort of," Sukuna concedes and then pulls you towards him, your eyes looking around at the twinkle lights that have been placed all around your living room. There's flowers on the table, not roses because he wasn't corny, he'd gotten a mix of your favorites and you look pleased in that way you did whenever he did something that showed he paid attention to you.
"So what's the special occasion?"
The long answer was, it was in part because of Valentine's Day, but it was something he'd known was coming since the day he'd met you.
Bug had written many cards in the week leading up to Valentine's Day, everyone in your lives had gotten one. Sukuna had been proud to have received more than anyone, aside from you. Uncle Yuuji had pouted he'd only gotten two until Kugisaki had punched him, saying she'd only gotten one and she'd had to share it with her girlfriend.
The card that had started this whole chain of events had looked like any other. A heart clearly cut out by an adult, colored varying shades of red and green, Bug's favorite colors at the moment. On the inside, it had said, Happy Valentine's Day Daddy!
Happy Valentine's Day Daddy.
The words had been written by an adult, but Sukuna wondered what had happened to get them there. Had the teachers made the same card for everyone, which seemed rather obtuse even to him, or had Bug requested a card for him. For her dad.
Bug still called him 'Kuna, and he didn't mind. She was young and you had only been together for a little over a month. He didn't expect things to change overnight and considering the little girl had already lost one father, he could understand if she was hesitant to use the title again.
But it was there, in writing, and Sukuna just couldn't wait anymore for it to be true.
He had been so pleased that the two of you were officially together that he hadn't pushed for more. He had thrown around words like forever and wife, more than once and you seemed receptive but those words had stayed mostly in the bedroom.
The two of you were even trying for a baby, although that was another thing that remained mostly behind closed doors. Sukuna hadn't given this part of his plan much thought, but he had assumed that once you were pregnant, it would be a quick matter to convince you to marry him and put his ring on you so you could never escape him with a child and the law to bond you two together.
Getting you knocked up could take months though, even giving it as much effort as he was every night and he didn't want to wait anymore. He wanted to call you his wife and Bug his daughter. He wanted to call you his in front of the few people he didn't actively hate and he wanted to know that when he woke up, you would be there too.
So here he was, in the apartment you both shared, holding your hands in his, seeing what they looked like without his ring for hopefully the last time.
"Sukuna?"
"I'm getting there, be patient," he told you leaning in to kiss you. You responded eagerly and you leaned up so he had easier access to your mouth. Keeping in mind the little girl definitely listening in, he pulled back. He took a second to appreciate the way your eyes were almost hazy with desire and the way your lips look freshly kissed.
"I need to be the impatient one tonight," he says and he gives you one last kiss just to savor you. "I can't wait any longer, princess."
There's a quick pause and you look a little confused, mostly curious, when the door to your daughter's room opens and your little girl steps out. She's dressed in a beautiful white dress. She'd picked it out when Sukuna had taken her shopping the day before and she had a crown of flowers on top of her head, courtesy of Kugisaki who Sukuna maybe hated a little less right now.
You smiled at your daughter and held out your arms for her to come to you and she did, holding her dress up as she ran to you.
"You look like a princess, my love."
"Imma princess, just like you," she says and you look at Sukuna fondly.
"Guess that's why we got such a charming prince with us, right?" You tease and Sukuna doesn't care how corny it is, this moment is just for your little family anyway.
"We got something to ask you," Sukuna says and he nods at Bug, who opens up a sparkly purse.
"You do?" You ask and he sees realization start to sink in. "Sukuna-"
Bug pulls out the box and holds it out to you. "Mommy, can 'Kuna be my daddy now?"
You look at the box and then look at Sukuna.
"Is this-?"
"Open it and see," Sukuna tells you and he reaches over to grab your daughter who giggles and he holds her tighter as she looks over at you.
You open the box and in it sits a ring. Sukuna had bought it before the two of you even started dating. He had seen it in the window of a shop and just known it would look beautiful on you. You bite your lip and your eyes begin to well up with tears.
"So? What do you say, princess? Marry me?"
You're crying now and he sees Bug start to get a little worried before you're smiling and leaning over to kiss Sukuna, your hands holding his face to yours. He grins against your mouth and uses his free arm to pull you closer, his whole world in his arms now.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Yay!" Bug cheers and you both kiss her face as she giggles and pushes against you.
You let Sukuna pull the ring from the box and put it on your finger, where it will stay forever if he has anything to say about it. You look at him in confusion when he holds his own hand out.
"There's another ring in that box for a reason," he teases and you look at him in confusion.
"Isn't this a ring for after you're married?"
"Well there aren't a lot of pretty engagement rings for men, but if you get to walk around showing everyone you're mine until we tie the knot, I want everyone to see I'm yours."
You start crying all over again and you put the golden band on Sukuna's finger and he can't help the pride he feels at the sight of it. The knowledge that everyone will look at it and know he belongs to you.
"We don't need to rush the wedding, it can be up to you," he tells you. "I'll marry you in the summer or the fall, or we can go to City Hall tomorrow and take the kid to honeymoon at Disney for all I care. I just want to be married to you."
You smile and then you look up at him shyly. 'Well we probably shouldn't wait too long."
He raises an eyebrow and then you put your hand on your stomach.
"We should probably do it before I start to show, don't you think?"
That's the end! Are you actually pregnant or are you just being cautious, who knows! Hope you enjoyed, I wrote like 2,000 words, deleted all of it after I wrote the scene at the beginning of this one. Is that me learning how to edit?
Appreciate all of your support always and hope you know you are loved and amazing today!
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ใ MEMBERS ใ โฎ mark lee, huang renjun, lee jeno, na jaemin, lee haechan, zhong chenle, park jisung
โฃ content warning โฎ perverted, depraved, & taboo thoughts, nerd!mark, cnc / dubcon, innocence stealer!chenle, somnophilia, mentions of weed usage as a form of coercion, too strong!jeno, manhandling, rough!jeno, degradation, religious sacrilege, corrupt church boy!jaemin, slight humiliation, corruption, ra!renjun, manipulative!renjun, cocaine usage.
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โฉฉ mark lee โฎ so what if he's a 'nerd'. he doesn't care if you make fun of him in class with all your friends. he shrugs it off like no big deal. it really wasn't a big deal, until you brought up his dick size. see, mark isn't one of those guys whose ego gets shot from small dick jokes. but when the joke leaves your pretty little mouth, well something shifts in the pit of his stomach. he still shrugs it off though, until you're walking home from class, skirt swishing back and forth just barely covering the swell of your ass. good little girls should know better... it was easy, really. clamping a hand over your lips puckered in a silent scream. and then to drag you back to his car. oh, it was so, so easy. in fact, you really wanted it. the way you spread your legs, revealing a patch of arousal on the seat of your lacy panties. how you willingly helped him slip them to the side. the way you moaned his name when he slid into your puffy cunt, tits pressing against his chest and eyes locked on his. you begged for him to keep going. for him to go harder. so he did. again, and again, and again. until you could barely walk when he dumped you outside the front of your dorm. but sure enough, you stayed quiet in class the next day...
โฉฉ huang renjun โฎ renjun has an addiction. it's not porn - not technically. it's not cocaine, or nicotine. he's not an alcoholic, yet still, he felt the withdrawal all too much. he was addicted to you. or, your body, rather. he dreamed of it, hands reaching up to cup your tits, cock sunk deep in your pussy, spit dribbling down the side of your mouth as you lost yourself on him. and when he woke up, aching and hard, he had no choice but to pathetically jerk off to the remnants of the memory. he thought about putting cameras in your room, maybe the womens showers, to capture you. something he can have as a keepsake of this obsession. see, he had access. he was your resident advisor. he could do that. but then he found out from a little birdie that his star resident in room two oh twelve used her daddies money to buy coke off her dealer boyfriend. see that...that was the key. all he had to do was used that as bait to convince you. and he did. one night, at a stupid party he was supposed to shut down, he saw you snort a line off the living room table. next thing he knew, you were upstairs, tears welling in your eyes, pleading with him not to tell. you would do anything. anything.
โฉฉ lee jeno โฎ really, his strength was his best asset. but he's never had someone put up this much of a fight. seriously, after one good hair pull and a hand around the throat, girls usually let up. but you... you were fun. you were a challenge. you push back, hands slapping against his chest to combat him. all he does is snarl and shove harder, pressing your back against the kitchen counter. his biceps flex with the exertion of grabbing your wrists and pinning them to the marble. you thrash around still, until he twists your body so sharply, you cry out. he chuckles, "god i love you." he presses his stiffening cock against you, circling his hips to gain some sort of friction, "feel that? you're driving me crazy." a few half-hearted attempts at getting free does nothing for you, instead, it spins you around so now your chest was pressed flat against the cold surface. he transfers your wrists into one giant hand, and uses his other to yank down your bottoms. "...and you're soaked. fuck, y/n. gonna give you what you need. gonna fuck this stupid attitude outta you, yeah?" your walls flutter around his uninvited fingers, "ahhh, you like that, you sick fuck. want me to fuck you into submission. make you a real good girl for me. gonna train you to take me, and only me." he doesn't even feel you resist anymore, because you give up. you let him use your body until he's spent, and even then, you let him use your mouth. anything for him. anything for jeno.
โฉฉ na jaemin โฎ he wasn't a god. but at this moment, with his entire world peering up through wet lashes, on bruised knees...well, he surely felt like one. it didn't help that he stood overtop your broken figure on the edge of the alter. he caresses your jaw and gives you a smile full of pearly white teeth that gleam in the stained glass shadows, "speak." with tears welling in your eyes at the command, it takes a second, but eventually your hoarse voice echoes out, "forgive me father for i have sinned." you see, jaemin wasn't a priest, but he took your confessions as if he was one. he wanted you to bare your soul to him. your perverted, depraved, sick thoughts. he doesn't speak though, just cocks an eyebrow and crouches down so that he was eye level. you continue, "i-, this is so...embarrassing, gosh, i don't..." he gives your jaw a squeeze, making the words tumble out, "i did it again. i... i touched myself again..it's wrong, i- i know, but he, you...plague my mind." your voice quiets the longer his gaze burns into you. but nothing compares to the image that burns brighter in his mind. your innocent fingers slipping between plush thighs, jaemin being the temptation you couldn't withstand. it made him feel fucking good. "it's okay darling, god forgives you, i forgive you..." he stands up again and reaches a hand down to toy with the buckle of his belt, "but with sin comes punishment." he undoes the latch and slowly slips it from the belt loops of his dress pants. the sound makes you flinch, a whisper escaping your pouted lips, "oh god." heat surges through his veins, almost bringing him to his knees, "no angel, i'm not god. i'll be more forgiving than any god. i'll be gentle, i'll liberate you from all sin. i'll make you good. my darling, i'll make you pure again."
โฉฉ lee haechan โฎ yeah, he did it on purpose, so what. technically, he didn't force you to inhale, he simply stuck the blunt between your fingers and called it a day. admittedly, you did exactly what he wanted, but he chalked that up to good luck, and the devil on his side. watching you slowly revert to a rambling, squirmy mess made his cock stir in his jeans. and when you got all cuddly, snuggling up to his chest and dragging him closer, well, what else was he supposed to do other than stick his tongue in your mouth and push you back against the arm of the couch. you came on to him, really. either way, the night led with his tongue down your throat, and his hand up your skirt. and still, when he pushes your panties to the side and slips a finger into your cunt, his suspicions are confirmed. your arousal dripped down his wrists, a testament to how much you truly wanted him. really, he was doing you a service. an act of kindness. "be still baby" he growled, forcing your legs wider apart. you whimpered and whined, body holding still but head rolling on your shoulders. "hyuckie.." you kept mewling, and with each sound of his name, he grew harder and harder. it felt like he might burst if he didn't bury his cock in you right this minute. so he does. sloppily, because he was high too, but he does. and it's slow, and messy, and sick. and he loved every fucking second. god, he can't wait to do this to you, no, with you, again.
โฉฉ zhong chenle โฎ stealing innocence, robbing naivety, corrupting purity... whatever people call that, chenle calls a normal everyday thought. he hasn't really fucked you yet, only teased you. he's coerced you into letting him touch your cunt, but only the soft skin on the outside. you've let him touch your breasts, but never the sensitive bud in the center. you also let him toy with your ass one time, but the second he tried to slip a finger inside, you pushed him off and told him to wait. nothing could happen before marriage. but chenle was tired of waiting. he was bored of watching you through the camera in the shower. sick of touching himself beside your sleeping figure - the only time he could shift your legs in your sleep to poke at your clothed cunt. just rubbing you through the satin material of your pajama bottoms got him off, but he needed more. this time, he was able to wriggle your shorts down around your ankles, and what a sight it was. oh he was gonna have so much fun. one finger, two fingers, his tongue, eventually working his way up to the tip of his cock. pushing in, not too much to make you stir... just enough to tease himself. you were so tight, so untouched. it was obvious he was your first, and it took everything in him to hold back. tomorrow night...tomorrow night will be the night he fucks you full, until you're leaking his cum. until you're his. ruined for him only.
โฉฉ park jisung โฎ jisung hates how you think of him. not just you, but everyone really. see, he's not just the maknae. he doesn't want the baby voice, or the coddling, or the fucking head pats. if you really knew what he was capable of, maybe you'd think twice before treating him like a kid all the time. if you could see the way he fucks his fist, fingers twisted in the sheets of his bed, or knuckles jammed between his teeth... the things he thought about; you sitting on his cock, forced to take every inch of him, even when the tears well over the brim of your eyelashes. cunt full of his fingers while he sucked and nipped at your breasts. the bruises he'd leave on every inch of your skin. how he fantasizes about pushing you to the floor and stuffing his cock down your throat until you were thrashing for just a small breath of air. he doesn't get off on hurting you, no, he could never do that. but making you see just how much stronger he was.. how he could force you onto your knees, and rough you up a bit until your swollen lips screamed his name. well, maybe then you'd stop treating him like some dumb kid.
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โงห*ยฐเฟ : 18+ only, no minors.ย ย โง. โ โญplug!ryusei shidou x f!reader
Genre: smut
Notes:ย iiiiiii want him n need him desperately โก i made him icky, manipulative and dress like pete davidson
warnings: 18+, (soft?)dom!shidou, sub!reader, dubcon, drug use (weed), blowbacks/shotgunning, reader has pubes!, ryusei has a gold tooth, virgin!reader, corruption kink, dumbification?, fingering, blowjob, head pushing โก, male masturbation, use of nii-chan (not referring to ryusei), slight dacryphilia, shush!kink, praise, pet names, cum eating โก, he calls your pussy 'her', slut used once.
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โNo way am I coming over. Your big brother would kill me.โ
Ryusei canโt stop himself from smirking when he can hear your attempt to conceal a whimper. And he just knows thereโs a plump little pout on that pretty little face on the other end of the line.
Heโs been dealing to your brother for years, theyโre basically best friends if you subtract the client aspect from the equation. They smoke together, theyโre always hanging out and Ryusei isnโt a stranger to the apartment you and your brother share.
โHow did you even get my number anyway, darlinโ? Reaaaal naughty of ya to be calling me like this. Gonna be in big trouble if I tell your nii-chan.โ he tells you. And this time you hear the smirk behind his voice. Heโs teasing you. Heโs toying with you, but you still canโt stop yourself from becoming paralysed with fear.
โHe gave me it for emergencies! Please donโt tell โim!โ you sigh. โHeโs on some weekend work trip because heโs tryna get a promotion. Iโm just lonelyโฆโ
โAwe, and why is that my problem?โ he asks, harshly. It takes you aback slightly though your determination doesnโt falter. You take a deep breath and try to formulate a response in your mind.
โYou guys are always havinโ fun togetherโฆ but you never let me join in. I wanna have fun with you too, Ryuseiโโ
โNo.โ
โButโโ
โI said no.โ he stands firm and shows no signs of backing down. He hears the little deflated exhale you release, and he licks his lips as he thinks. He doesnโt want you to be sad, but he knows fucking around with a clientโs sister behind his back is a stupid fucking idea. โYouโll be alright on your own. Why donโt you invite one of your friends over.โ
โW-Wellโฆ I just wanted to see you.โ you tell him, honestly. โIโ I wanted to try smoking with you.โ
He chuckles when he hears that. It hasnโt been a discreet crush youโve harboured since you saw him for the first time. You may have thought otherwise, but Ryusei has always known. He kisses his teeth and laughs again as he thinks about this tantalising proposition being thrown onto his lap.
โYouโre really tryna get into trouble this weekend, huh? Do you always invite drug dealers over?โ he wonders, knowing the answer already. He knows youโre a good girl who always does as her nii-chan says. But today you want to let your hair down. Today you can let your hair down because he isnโt here for the whole weekend. You can be a little naughty and reckless and have some fun for a change. โAre you that lonely, baby? Jusโ want some company?โ
โโฆ Y-Yes. โm lonelyโฆโ your lower lip wobbles as you think about being in the same apartment all by yourself for the next two days. Youโre fine now, itโs only 12:30pm. But what about when it gets dark out? Youโre a stupid girl who lets her mind run wild with the possibilities of ghosts and home invaders. Youโve seen one too many horror movies while your brother and Ryusei are high in the front room for no regard to your taste in genre. You hate horrors but youโve seen so many thanks to them. And now your mind is racing. What if you got kidnapped or killed for the fun of it? โI donโt wanna be alone, Ryuseiโฆ โm so scared.โ
He grits his teeth, resolve crumbling as he thinks about you all alone in the apartment heโs spent so many nights in. So many pointless nights where he could have been out making more money or fucking a multitude of girls who donโt hide their attraction for him. So, is he really about to sacrifice the same for you?
Lonely, frightened, you?
โWell, we canโt have that, can we? Iโll be there in twenty.โ
Now that heโs here youโre not sure what you were thinking. Youโve never smoked before. Youโve not even had a sip of alcohol before! But you know drugs are Ryuseiโs whole life right now. Selling, buying and occasionally consuming. He locks the door behind himself as he enters. Heโs wearing a wide grin as he comes in and approaches you.
He thinks youโre just the sweetest little thing.
Your feet walk you backwards as he gets closer to you, lunging forward to grab you when you almost trip over your pink Kirby slippers that your brother got you for your most recent birthday.
โClumsy girl.โ he grins, gripping into the fat of your underarms. He leads you over to the couch and more or less throws you down onto it. He dumps his backpack on the coffee table. โWhat time does your brother come home, sweetheart?โ he asks, not even looking your way as he takes out his belongings and spreads them out on the table.
โUhโโ you think, eyes squinting as you look up at the ceiling and try to act natural. โMondayโฆ morning.โ you tell him.
โWell, Iโm sure he wonโt mind if I keep you company โtil he gets back, right?โ
โR-Rightโฆโ you arenโt so sure about that, but youโre hardly going to disagree with him. Though in truth, he knows heโll be furious. But the time he cared about your pathetic brotherโs opinion has been and gone. What kind of man would he be if he left a poor defenceless thing like you all on your lonesome in such a sketchy part of town?
You watch him carefully as he pulls out a grinder, some papers, and a large baggie of weed and puts them all down on the table. Your mind wanders as he describes the effects to you, none of it is computing. And it gets even worse when he starts talking about different strains doing different things. As far as you were aware, weed was justโฆ weed. Youโd never heard about strains or effects. All of your knowledge comes from movies. Tripping, munchies, all of the clichรฉ stuff.
He grins when he sees your dumb expression. Of course youโre not understanding anything he says. All you need to know is that youโll be okay because heโs here to look after you. Heโs here to take you through it.
You watch him as he grinds it up in a tall metallic grinder. And seeing him roll is like witchcraft to you. Itโs not like itโs the first time, but itโs the first time youโve seen it up close. Your nii-chan always exiles you to your bedroom when theyโre rolling and smoking. Youโre only allowed out once theyโre high, though itโs never stopped you peaking from the crack of your door.
Your eyes widen in disbelief as he holds eye contact with you while he licks the paper. Suddenly youโre looking anywhere but in his direction. Heโs revelling in it, making you so uncomfortable and shy. You really are sweet โn innocent, huh?
โHere.โ he hands it to you, his voice earning your attention and you look into his pink eyes before they drop to the blunt in his hand. You look back at him, confused, and he finds himself adjusting the baggy shorts heโs wearing in hopes that you havenโt noticed the way his cock jumps when you tilt your head so stupidly. โWhat? This is what you wanted.โ he speaks, his defensive tone surprising you.
โButโฆ I donโt know what Iโm doing. Iโve never smoked beforeโฆโ
โNever? Not even a cigarette?โ he asks.
โNothingโฆ never smoked or had a drink or even been to a party. Nii-chan is too protective.โ you pout. He wants to fucking ruin you. Youโre so fucking cute and stupid he thinks he might cum in his underwear just from hearing you speak. Youโre so obedient and it makes you so fucking stupid. As if you arenโt a grown woman who could get her own apartment and do whatever she wants. โWill you show me?โ you speak, cutting through his thoughts.
He nods, effortlessly. He lounges back into the couch, legs spread wide as he lets the blunt balance between his lips. Itโs lit instantly, and you canโt believe what a pro he is. Heโs got one of those stupid lighters. The ones with the metal bit you have to spin with your thumb rather than one of the plastic ones you just push down. You can never use them. Your brother always lends them to you when you want to light a candle, but he always ends up lighting them for you.
โGet me somethinโ to use as an ashtray.โ he tells you, itโs a rude demand rather than a request. But his lack of manners doesnโt stop you from immediately jumping to your feet and rushing over to the kitchen sink. You just washed your brotherโs ashtray this morning. You smile happily as you hand it to him, clearly willing to do anything he asks whether heโs polite about it or not.
He takes a few more drags and flicks the ash every so often. And when heโs halfway through, he looks at you, expectantly.
โYour turn.โ he tries to hand it to you again. You take it, and you flinch as he also forces the lighter into your palm. โYou didnโt invite me over just to watch me smoke, did you? What, are you trying to take advantage of me?โ he laughs, running his tongue along his top row of teeth. His golden canine twinkles at you, halting you from speaking for longer than youโd intended.
โItโs not like that! I justโ Iโm nervous, and I hate these lighters.โ you explain. You stiffen as he rolls his eyes and adjusts his body, angling it to face you. His stare is harsh, bordering on agitated. Itโs only fair, you think. He hadnโt planned on spending his day babysitting you or showing you how to do something so simple. โโm sorry.โ you speak, itโs so quiet he almost doesnโt hear it. Almost.
โOpen up.โ he commands. Youโre confused at first, and before you know it his rough thumb is tugging at the fat flesh of your lower lip. โI said: open up.โ
You clear your throat and angle your body in a similar way to him. Although youโre nowhere near as tall or intimidating as him. Youโre like a sullen little dormouse, respecting the orders of your master. Your lips part ever so slightly as he places the blunt between them. Your lips close around it, keeping it perched firmly between them. He can see lip gloss residue smearing on the paper; his depraved mind is going into overdrive. His lewd thoughts encompassing him, he needs to break free and focus on you before you start to ask more silly questions.
He tucks your hair behind your ears and away from your face. A brief thought crosses his mind of how embarrassing it would be to get caught by your brother because he singed your fucking hair.
โDonโt just suck it, yeah? Breathe it. You wanna feel it go in your chest, alright?โ he asks you, it sounds like a reminder. Like heโd already told you this and heโs making sure you are listening this time. Itโs hard not to when all you can focus on is him. How heโs staring at you. How he smells like cheap aftershave and weed. The smell of weed is revolting, truth be told, you arenโt sure how youโre going to be able to inhale it without gagging.
He flicks the lighter a few times and keeps an eye on your expressions and your breathing to make sure youโre doing it right. You look terrified.
And he likes it.
Your eyes get wider and wider the more you inhale, and heโs worried they might pop out of that pretty head of yours. You suck and you breathe in as much of the earthy smoke as you can until it embraced your lungs like an invader claiming its new home. He canโt hide his laughter when you begin to choke, realising you are the good girl youโre claiming to be and absolutely have never smoked anything in your life.
โEverything hurts.โ you tell him, still coughing and sputtering out lingering smoke as your eyes water. โIt tastes like shitโฆโ you continue, covering your mouth as you canโt stop yourself from choking anymore. He gets up, handing the ashtray to you to balance the blunt in and he flees the scene of the crime without a word. He returns a few moments later with a glass of water, he even added in a few ice cubes for you.
โThink youโre all grown up because youโve had your first puff?โ he wonders, โNever heard you swear before, darlinโ.โ he finishes as he hands the glass to you.
โI swearโฆ Iโm allowed to swear, Ryu.โ you answer defiantly.
Cute, he thinks. You really are trying to sound all big and bad for him. But heโs never going to take you seriously after that little display, youโre just a little girl trying to act tough. A cute girl trying to be the cool girl.
But you both know youโre far from cool. A cool girl wouldnโt care so much about pleasing her brother and being a good girl for him. A cool girl would do whatever she wants without fear of the consequences.
At least youโre trying, he thinks.
You glug and you glug until you soothe the suffocating dryness in your chest. Heโs transfixed on a droplet of water clinging to the corner of your mouth, unable to tear his gaze as it begins to run down your face. And he canโt think of a cuter sight than you still trying to be the cool girl, wiping it away with the back of your hand before he can notice despite it being much too late for that.
โC-Can I do some more?โ you ask him, big wet eyes blinking at him as you hope heโs still willing to guide you.
โThink you can handle it?โ he asks. โGet some more water.โ he commands, not even letting you answer first. Itโs probably the right call, though, youโre hardly going to be accustomed to the feeling of smoke contaminating your insides after one heavy inhale.
You follow his pathing from moments before, getting yourself some water and fresh ice cubes before returning and facing him again. You drink so much; he grabs your wrist and moves the glass away from your lips before you down the whole thing.
He lets out a heavy breath as he holds the blunt and sees how your lips immediately part for him this time without being asked. Fast learner. His thumb pulls at the metal wheel twice, each time it sounds make your eyes flicker further open.
โBreeeathe.โ he demands, and you obey. You take it waaaay better this time, holding it for longer after he pulls the lighter away and takes the blunt from your lips. โThatโs it, atta girl.โ he smiles as you slowly exhale, only coughing a little bit. Your little hands are immediately reaching for the glass of water you set down moments before.
โI feelโฆโ you try and think, eyes darting around the room in search of the right words to use. Your eyes close without your permission, humming happily as you embrace the feeling, a cheery smile visible on your face. โWeirdโฆโ you giggle, deeming it the only appropriate word that springs to mind.
โIs that right, baby? Feelinโ weird?โ
โMhmm.โ you sigh, dreamily, letting the feeling consume you wholly. You want to melt into the couch beneath your thighs; and you involuntarily begin to lean back into the plush leather before Ryusei stops you. โMy eyes are hurting, Ryuseiโฆโ
โMm, Iโll bet. Theyโre all bloodshot, princess. Think youโre high.โ he smirks.
โWanโ some more.โ you tell him, reaching to take the blunt from his hold. He moves his hand away. The fat, brown joint just out of your tired reach. And fuck he canโt stop his cock from twitching when you don that pout. That pretty little pout that you canโt stop yourself from displaying any time youโre disheartened. โPโlea, p-pleaseโฆโ your lower lip juts out further.
โCโmere.โ he instructs you, his empty hand patting at his adjacent thigh. He sees the hesitation in your eyes. The little protest lodged in your throat as you think what a bad idea this could be. Why does he want you to sit on his lap? Your heart is racing with possibilities. Is he going to try and kiss you? Or is it simply an easier position for him to help you smoke? โMove, baby, now.โ his voice is firm, almost scary. Your movements are slow, but you find yourself moving on his order regardless.
You go to him, but he stops you as you try and sit nicely in his lap. It isnโt quite what he had in mind. He doesnโt want to baby you like the princess you want to be for him. Youโre like a ragdoll as he positions you, limbs loose beneath his touch until you realise youโre straddling him. His legs are spread wide, relaxed, and youโre hovering above him a little.
โOpen your mouth fโme.โ youโre like a robot, complying with each and every command he issues without hesitation.
Youโre too good, too perfect. And Ryusei Shidou is quite the opposite; heโll ruin you if you arenโt careful.
But right now, you couldnโt care less.
Your dewy lips part, wider than they had earlier until Ryusei seems satisfied. Heโs relieved youโre only hovering over him, or youโd have definitely felt the way his dick twitched at the sight of your pudgy lips widening for him.
He relaxes, fully, his own eyes becoming more bloodshot as the minutes go by. Weed doesnโt affect him like it used to, not in the way itโs affecting you. But heโs calm. All of his thoughts are collected, and he feels at peace. Itโs probably the reason heโs being so brazen and not giving a second thought to the consequences of being with you anymore.
While youโre waiting for his vision to be realised, while youโre waiting for the reason as to why he wants you in this position with your lips spread, he lights up the blunt once again. You watch him through a heavy-lidded stare as he takes a hefty inhale.
You sense him planning something, the cogs whirring sinfully in his mind as he looks between your eyes and your lips as he inhales the smoke deeper and deeper into his lungs. He rests his arm over the rest of the couch, harbouring zero consideration for the potential ash staining the cream carpet below.
He tries to close the distance between your bodies, and you instinctively jolt away from him, your lips clamping shut just as quickly. As much as he wants to smile, to laugh, his lips remain neutral and sealed. His empty hand holds the small of your back. His fingers drift, trailing up the column of your spine. He flattens his palm between your shoulder blades, pushing your face and body closer to his. His right hand remains between your shoulder blades, the other coming around to tug your viscid lower lip until your mouth is ajar. He leans in, closer. The closest heโs ever been to you in the entire time youโve known him.
He's going to kiss you.
Your heart is thumping, the intense beating, hammering your heart through blood, muscle tissue and flesh. Your eyes close instinctively, and at that, he does smirk.
His eyes alternate between yours, and your gloss covered lips. And then his are ghosting yours, not close enough to touch but not far enough for you to not feel their presence. His gaze becomes heavy, lustful as he observes you. Heโs fixated on how you react as he blows the smoke from his lungs into yours.
Your eyes widen as you realise he isnโt kissing you, but your mind is hazy as you realise what he is doing. His lungs shrink as he empties them, but he doesnโt move. He smiles, though, and you fucking feel it. Heโs waiting patiently to see just how desperate you are for him to kiss you.
Your breathing is intense. He can hear each breath you take through your nose as you try and compose yourself. You try and calm down and hide your burning shame from him. He knew what youโd assume and chose not to correct you. Just to see you squirm.
But you want to kiss him.
You want him to kiss you.
He chuckles lightly when he sees a nervous little gulp plummet down your throat, heโs sure if he blinked he would have missed it. He wonders if your eyes always vibrate so intensely when youโre nervous.
โDid you like that?โ he whispers, his lips still inching away from yours. You feel each and every breath it takes for him to speak that sentence.
โYeahโฆโ
โYeah?โ
โMmโฆ mhmmโฆโ you nod, eagerly and yet somehow still awkwardly. โDโ Can you do it again?โ you whisper. Itโs so meek and downright precious he can feel pre fucking ooze out of his tip.
He adjusts his position, nodding, his lips almost catching yours but not quite before he pulls away to smoke some more. Your lips part beautifully and heโs smiling sinisterly yet again. His hand travels from your back to hold the crown of your head, you canโt back away this time, not that youโd want to. Heโs keeping you in place as he slowly begins to puff smoke past your desperate lips.
You moan, involuntarily, as you feel your mind cloud and your body grow wearier. But still, you canโt get enough. You canโt fully satiate your desires of intoxication. Not with drugs. Not with attention. Not with touch. You need him. More of him.
โBaby?โ you hear him mumble, his lips clumsily toying with yours as he refuses to fully close the gap between them. โI think ya wanna kiss me.โ
You squeak, almost, a high pitch whine sounding through your nose as the uncomfortable statement surges through you. Were you so pitifully obvious the whole time? You lean in closer, attempting to close the separation between you. But he pulls away, ever the tease, and he canโt help but relish the whimper that claws its way up your throat.
โYou ever even kissed anyone?โ he asks, closing the gap once again. โYโknow, since youโre such a good girl.โ
You feel the tips of your ears and face begin to sear with heat, embarrassment flooding through your blood. You nod, defiantly, doing all you can to assure him youโre not the big loser he seems to think you are.
โI haveโฆ โve had boyfriends beforeโฆ Ryuโฆโ you tell him, though itโs still a little humiliating.
โSo,โ he starts, his hand holds your hip as he adjusts himself slightly. Thumb stroking your side calmly, despite his cock driving ever so gently into your core as he moves. Not hard enough to set off alarm bells, but just enough to leave a lasting impression. He bites lip and releases it just as fast as his eyes rake over you, and you feel so small under his stare, despite him being the one looking up at you. His fingers weave and comb through your hair until he gets a tight enough grip. Your noses are touching before he tilts his head, your lips barely lingering on one anotherโs as you each fight against fully committing. โIf I kiss you right now, itโs gonna be worth my time?โ he whispers.
In truth, itโs been a while since you kissed anyone. You havenโt had a boyfriend since high school and that seems like a lifetime ago now. But you donโt want to go another second without feeling his lips fully pressed against yours. So, you nod. Itโs weak and unconvincing, but you nod anyway.
Itโs enough for him. In truth, he wouldnโt have cared if youโd never been kissed before. Heโd be more than happy to teach you, though heโs sure heโll teach you plenty anyway. Heโs going to turn you into a masterpiece; one that has been created only for him to enjoy.
His lips slot against yours and itโs like an explosion. Youโve been fucking starved for him, and you can barely remember to breathe as it intensifies. Suctioning sounds repeat as you kiss without stopping. Neither of you remember to come up for air until youโre gasping.
Your lips part divinely as his tongue pushes past them and itโs so rapturous as your little wet muscle meets his. He groans, loudly, as he licks and swipes all while youโre moaning pathetically into his mouth. He bets your soaked, heโs rock hard and leaking like a virgin getting his first hand job after all.
โStick out your tongue.โ he tells you, and like always, you do as youโre told. He licks at it, swirls his own tongue around it. He sucks it until heโs heady with lust.
His body collapses against the back of the couch, and like the perfect pet you follow him. You canโt stop making out with him now. You canโt possibly get enough. You doubt it would even be enough to crawl inside his skin and live out the rest of your days there.
Youโre addicted to him.
He pushes your body down so that your crotch is fully pressed into his. The feeling of his throbbing cock almost entirely against your panty-clad mound is a surprise to say the least, you hadnโt expected it and your surprised expression gives you away instantly. But he doesnโt comment right away, instead, he grinds his crotch against yours as you carry on kissing. Your breath fans across his face, youโre delirious from the sensation of him being against you like this, youโve never known anything quite like it.
โFeel what youโre doinโ to me?โ he chuckles, parting away from you enough to look up at you again and lick his lips. But you chase him, you think you might stop breathing if you deny yourself of him. Your tongue pushes past the seam of his lips, and of course he doesnโt object. He feels your little wet muscle searching for something, and he canโt contain the amused scoff when he realises you were tracking down his gold tooth, the tip of your tongue licking it from behind all of the way to the front until you reach his gums. โFuckโฆ youโre filthy.โ he informs you before kissing you again.
You giggle before he yanks at your hair. Flirtatious laughter being forced into a tantalising gasp, your head angled so that youโre looking up at the ceiling above. The column of your neck is almost enough to make him cum. Itโs so fucking bare. So pure and untainted. He wants nothing more than to sink his teeth into you. To cover you in hickeys and bite marks so that everyone knows what he fucking did to you.
But he knows, deep down, it isnโt worth it. It isnโt worth the questions and the bullshit and the drama. Not this time, anyway. Instead, he leaves gentle kisses and soft suckles against your skin. His tongue leaves fat, wet stripes over your throat and pulse point, hot breath fanning over them between kisses. Youโre keening for him as his lips begin to ascend. Youโre shuddering against him as he breathes heavily, deliciously, into your ear. His hand drifts to squeeze your tit over your crop top as he continues to breathe thickly into your ear canal. The intensity forcing your skin to break out in goosebumps.
You mewl, and itโs a fucking siren song as he sucks on your earlobe. He drives his covered cock up into you as he takes the cartilage between his teeth, alternating between that and sucking like heโs trying to get milk from nipple.
โDoes anyone else know what a naughty little thing you are?โ he talks directly into your ear, thumb rubbing over the thin material of your top, your hardened nipples unfortunately hidden behind your push up bra. โOr do you only get like this fโme?โ
โJusโ youโฆโ you sigh, your arm wraps around his neck so that you can hold his head the same way he had yours. Tiny little fingers toy with blonde and pink tufts, he groans slightly at the comforting feeling.
โDarlinโโฆ you know you have to pay, donโtcha?โ he asks. Itโs so out of the blue, you push away from him. He grins as he watches the confusion and horror take over your facial expression. You were so blissfully at peace, lost in the feeling of his lips and his touch all over your body. โDrugs arenโt free, yโknow.โ
โB-Butโฆโ you think, panicking, โIโ nii-chan only left me enough for emergenciesโฆโ you tell him, hoping heโll take pity on you. He offers a fake little pout, tutting at your excuse. Itโs so feeble and pathetic and he loves how easy it is to mess with you.
โAwe, baby.โ he offers faux sympathy, his thumb stroking over your cheek yet again. โYou better do what I say then, yeah? Gonna have to keep beinโ a good girl fโme, โn then we can forget the whoooole thing.โ
โWhat do you want me toโโ
He thrusts his hips up, and you lose balance, falling perfectly into his arms. He tugs at your crop top, urging you to take it off. You start pulling it upwards, though itโs too slow for his liking. He yanks it over your head, getting a quick eyeful of your tits and aqua blue bra before he sucks hard into the fat flesh of your breasts.
Youโre too busy moaning, rolling your hips against him to notice he has unclasped your bra with one hand. He pulls carefully at the straps, ridding you of the material covering part of your modesty. He bites his lip and breathes heavily as he ogles them. You feel the way his cock pulses against your cunt.
โSโfuckinโ prettyโโ he muses. You feel different, now. Youโre fully on display for him and you are completely at his mercy. Your rational mind is telling you to give him the emergency money your brother left and send him on his way. But sadly for you, your poor neglected pussy wants him to stay and have his way with you. โYouโve gotta suck my cock, baby. Now.โ he demands.
Your heartrate sky-rockets. Things are moving so fast you can barely process it at all. You look down between your thighs and see the ever-growing bulge in his shorts. Can you argue with him? Reason with him? It doesnโt matter either way, youโre already sliding carefully onto the ground and getting down on your knees between his spread legs. You arenโt sure where to start. Everything you think about doing dies a sudden death with each new idea that comes to the forefront of your mind.
โPull it out, hurry up.โ
Little hands shake as nimble fingers grip onto the waistband of his shorts. You pull and you pull and he lifts his body to help in your efforts. He almost grunts as his cock springs free, pearlescent pre leaking a ton from his twitching slit.
โMmmmโฆโ he moans as he grips his cock at the base, shaking it a few times so that the tip hits your nose softly, soupy liquid sticking to you as he does. โBe a good girl, show me how bad you can be.โ
Thereโs not a single universe where youโre successfully concealing your apprehension from him, though he thinks nothing of it. He thinks youโre nervous because youโve had a crush on him for quite some time now and you donโt want to disappoint him. Your hands carry on shaking as you grab onto his length. Heโs huge, both of your little hands are holding him in your grasp and thereโs still more of his thickness unable to be held.
You think to start off you should clean the tip; you lick and lave over his throbbing head and your face scrunches as you register the warm tanginess permeating your tastebuds.
His body almost dissolves into the couch as you start to take more and more of him. He shoos your hands away and holds himself so that you can balance your hands on his thighs. His free hand holds your head, forcefully attempting to shove you further and further down on his length until youโre choking on him. Youโre spitting and sputtering just like you had when you smoked.
โSโcute.โ he moans. The light praise encourages you to keep trying for him. So, you do, try. You try to give him mind blowing head. You try to remember to use your tongue to keep him nice and stimulated as you bob up and down on his cock. You even remember one of your friends telling you that squeezing your thumbs stops you from gagging as much.
But itโs all in vain.
Ryusei hisses, flinching from an amalgamation of too much teeth and not enough spit. He snatches you away by your hair, seeing red veins stabbing through the whites of your eyes as they begin to gloss over. A watery sheen telling him of your deepest shame and embarrassment.
โAre you a fucking virgin, baby?โ he wonders. His cock spills more pre as he sees tears fall from your eyes and cascade down your cheeks. The little sniffles you canโt stop are a symphony to him and he can see the way your throat is choking back audible cries. He can hear the little croaks trapped there, though, poor thing. โNever sucked a cock before, have you?โ
โโm s-so sorry.โ you stop fighting your losing battle as you start to cry, utterly humiliated that your secret has come to light because you did such a terrible job giving head. โIโllโ g-get my purse โn then you can just g-o. Iโm sorโโ
He leans forward, hand snaking between your thighs to cup your cunt. โNever had a cock in her, huh? What about fingers? Anybody ever ate your pussy, sweetheart?โ
โN-Nothing!โ you speak, almost defiantly though that wasnโt your intention. Youโre feeling vulnerable and defensive. Youโre embarrassed, and he has his hand somewhere nobody has ever touched you before. โOnly kissed beforeโฆโ
โMmmโฆ no wonder youโre so wet.โ he speaks, though he isnโt seeking a reply. Heโs simply musing to himself. He should have known, really. When would you get a chance to fuck and learn how to suck cock when your brother practically holds you hostage in this shit hole apartment? โI wonโt fuck you, today. Youโre not gonna suck my cock either. Come here.โ he continues, he grabs both of your wrists and drags you back to your previous position with little effort. Youโre above him, again, your thighs straddling his. โStand up, actually.โ he orders, you obey.
Your tits are still exposed and youโre standing in nothing but your pleated mini skirt and silk panties beneath. He twirls his finger, encouraging you to do a spin for him. You complete it, quickly, your skirt raising ever so slightly and exposing a peak of pink silk before you find a neutral position once more.
โSlower.โ he tells you, so you spin again. Slower, just for him. โStop.โ he tells you when your back is facing him.
โIs something wrong, ahโ!โ you yelp as he ruthlessly kicks the inside of your ankles until your legs are spread apart from each other.
โBend over, put your hands on the table.โ he instructs you. Youโre slow in doing so, not wanting to rush this time; though you still feel your heartbeat in your throat. Your skirt rides up, the pink silk completely covering your most precious secret. Though he grunts at the sight, unable to control himself. His jaw clenches and bubbles at the sight of brunette curls peaking from the sides of your panties. โHoly shit, fuck.โ he sibilates, thick long fingers hooking into the pink silk. He wastes no time tearing them from your body, shoving them into the pocket of his hoody.
He grabs the globes of your ass, kneading the flesh under your little skirt and parting your pussy lips in the process. Heโs enamoured by the sight, the way your arousal has soaked your pubic hair. Itโs shimmering, he canโt help but to touch and toy with your pubes when theyโre taunting him like this. He canโt remember the last time he fucked a girl with a cute bush of hair like yours. Itโs always fucking waxed and landing strips and of course he wonโt complain, but seeing your intimate form in all of itโs glory like thisโฆ youโre perfect. Youโre fucking holy.
He pushes a single finger hastily into your wet hole. You almost fall forward; you cry out from the feeling of being stretched for the very first time.
โNever shave this fucking pussy, yeah? Leave it like this fโme.โ
You donโt reply, mind spiralling from the feeling of pain and pleasure as he burrows his finger in deeper and begins to curl it when he feels that perfect little spongy spot buried deep. Your cheeks are stained with glittering tears, the overbearing living room light not offering you any courtesy in that regard. Your tear-stricken face will be exposed to him, eventually.
Will he care?
Will he show concern?
Will he be sympathetic since he is the cause?
It appears not. He holds no consideration as he pummels a second finger inside of your gummy interior. He scissors them again and again and again until youโre practically screaming. It feels worse when he pushes against the spot. That spot that blinds your fucking vision.
โA-Ah. Aaahโ!โ you sob, scream, anything your body can physically project in your current state. It almost feels like an out of body experience. โOuch! Ow, R-Ryusei. Hurts! Hurtinโ meโ!โ you explain. He wraps an arm around your midsection, fingers still cosy deep inside. He pulls you back, your spine flush against his chest. His hand moves from your stomach to your mouth, silencing your cries and whimpers as his fingers carry on battering your g-spot.
โShhh, itโll feel good in a minute.โ he informs you. โRub your clit, baby, show me how you touch this virgin cunt.โ your entire body becomes scalding in an instant, the lewd language and very notion that you masturbate filling you with unease. But without question, your fingers find the swelling nub between your pussy and begin to rub and rub.
He rests his forehead against your shoulder, smiling down as he hears painful cries turn to libertine moans. His smothering hand frees your airways, allowing you to send your mewling into the airspace freely. He squeezes his cock, hard, and begins to masturbate himself. A sticky, clacking sound filling the room. Itโs mixing in with the sound of your squelching cunt.
Your eyes cross as he finds a perfect rhythm with you. Youโre sure you look like a bona fide whore, but you canโt bring yourself to care. Youโre balancing on the balls of your feet with your legs spread open wide, putting your cunt on full display. Your left hand digs into the leather arm rest beside you, the only form of balance you have.
Youโre so fucking loud. Heโs never heard anyone scream or moan as loudly in his life, though heโs one to talk. Heโs on the verge of cumming after so much torment and he couldnโt be more vocal if he tried.
โD-Do you want all the neighbours to hear what a little slut you are? Want โem to tell your brother you got fucked stupid while he was gone?โ he asks, itโs rhetorical, of course. He doesnโt care that youโre being loud. He just wants to torment you, tease you and build that unadulterated shame that youโve had embedded in you your whole life. You are the product of repressed sexual urges. Would you have let a drug dealer strip you and play with your cunt if you werenโt so desperate and needing to be toyed with?
โโm gonna c-cum. Fuck, Ryusei! Cumming f-for youโ!โ you cry, your walls squeezing his fingers until they feel close to breaking. โOh my godโฆโ you sob. Your poor little virgin slot throbbing and pulsating around his thick heavy fingers and you continue to cum for what feels like a lifetime. His curling fingers dragging out the feeling for as long as humanly possible.
โHah- haah- ah, fuck!โ he finishes, white, gluey fluid shooting up your back. He fucks his fist until he drains every last drop from his swollen balls. He admires his work, smearing the remaining residue on your ass cheek and your skirt. He wonders if youโll remember to wash it, God forbid your stupid brother find a cum stain on it.
He scrapes his cum onto his fingers and orders you to face him. He brings his sperm to your lips, expecting you to know what to do.
โEat.โ he says. You hesitate. He wants you to what? Itโs a liquid, you canโt eat it. Does he want you to lick his fingers? Put them in your mouth? Heโs sick of waiting, however, forcing them by your lips until the bitter taste coats your tongue. โEat it.โ he looks at you with venom in his stare.
You hold his hand sweetly with both of yours. He watches you as you suck his fingers, internally thinking how much better you are doing this than you are at sucking cock. He bears his teeth, the golden one glimmering in your eye once again as you continue to clean the cum from his digits.
โThaaaatโs it, good girl. Itโll get the taste of weed out of your mouth.โ he tells you. You finish sucking, releasing his fingers with a gentle pop before placing his hand back on your thigh.
He allows his fingers to lightly caress your skin. The pads carefully glide over you as you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him for the final time during this encounter. But he wanted to fuck you, didnโt he? He wanted you to suck him off properly, too. Heโll let it go for today, but this certainly wonโt be the one and only time youโll bare it all for him.
You still owe him for the weed, after all.
He thinks he might set up a depraved little payment plan for you.
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Pairing: Modern!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Summary: Eddie warms you up for "work."
Warnings: +18, Smut, unprotected sex, insults like 'slut', mention of drugs, slaps, Dom!Eddie, mention of 'Daddy', pornographic video. (I think that's just it haha)
Author's Notes: This is my first work, I couldn't proofread it so don't throw stones at me for mistakes lol. English is not exactly my language, forgive me if something is wrong. ๐ซถ๐ผ๐ฉท
You and Eddie are best friends with benefits. He calls you when he wants to wet his cock and you call him when your pussy needs attention. But what no one knew was that you two made videos during sex and posted them on a famous porn site, you two were famous on the site and made money. All of this had advantages, after all, who wouldn't want to make money just by having sex? Especially with Eddie Munson.
Having money was good and having sex with Eddie Munson was even better, he was her best friend but God, how could someone like him, who hadn't had that many experiences with girls throughout his life, be so good at fucking? It was a secret, maybe he was so fascinated in pornography since he was young and now he was doing his own with you.
Lying on your best friend's couch, wearing nothing but Eddie's old shirt, white lace panties, white socks on your feet and a herb wrapped in silk between your toes, you watch your best friend sitting on the other side of the couch, his skillful fingers, which They were in your pussy a few minutes ago, typing on the laptop on his lap, probably checking the comments on the video he posted of fucking your breasts earlier.
His curly hair was a little messy, shirtless, the tip of his tongue between his lips and the buttons of his black jeans were open, showing the happy trail of his pubic hair. He was sitting lazily on the couch, his legs parted as if silently inviting you to sit on his lap or kneel between his legs to suck him off. Both options were really good.
You pass the herb wrapped in silk for him to take a drag of which he thanks you with a wink and squeezing your thigh with his hand, leaving the marks of his rings and fingers on your skin.
Eddie laughed at a particularly nasty comment about her tit-sucking skills. "Looks like the Hawkins Freak has a new skill." He says with a smile as he squeezes your thigh, enjoying the sight of your ass peeking out of those white panties. "I bet I could make them cum just by sucking on those tits right now." Eddie blinks and blows a smoke ring, flicking the ash from his cigarette into a nearby ashtray. "Want to make us more money, baby?" Eddie asks as he caresses your bare, reddened thigh with his fingers.
You laugh, slapping his hand playfully and making a fake pout with your lips. "Doesn't the star here deserve a rest?"
Eddie smiles smugly, stretching and flexing his arm to show off. "Nah, we're doing good now, honey. I know you can take more." He suggests, pressing a finger against your cheek to gently turn your face to his, and looking at you lustfully. Eddie hands you the weed as he puts his laptop aside and lays down next to you on the couch, turning you onto your side to fit on his side. You feel his bare chest against your back. "I know you can. You never let me down." Eddie whispers, slowly rubbing his hard cock against your ass. Eddie's breath tickles your ear before kissing it softly. "Are you going to deny me, slut?"
Your breathing becomes shaky when he calls you a slut, kissing your ear and making you shiver. You bite your lip and then take another drag of the joint, playfully blowing the smoke in his face. Eddie laughs at your playful teasing and takes a deep whiff of the smoke, then takes the joint from your fingers. "So fucking sexy, baby." He murmurs, pulling your closer by your hips until they're flush against each other. "We'll give our fans something to jerk off to." He hand slides over your stomach, running his fingers over your sensitive skin, causing a soft moan to escape your lips. "Tell me, slut. How do you want to fuck tonight?" Eddie's fingers curl around your waist, giving your ass a gentle squeeze as he ponders your answer. "On your knees, on your back, bent over... It's your choice." His lips brush against her cheek, making her shudder as his hard cock presses against her ass. "We're going to make our fans cum, baby. Let's have fun."
You smile at him, rubbing your nose against his as you blow smoke into your half-open mouth, in which Eddie swallows the smoke satisfyingly. "Anyway you want."
Eddie laughs, placing a lingering kiss on your lips before pulling away. "Open your legs, baby." His voice is full of desire, the command mixed with a harsh tone. "I'm going to touch your soaking wet pussy." Eddie's hand slides up your thigh, pushing your panties aside to expose your slick folds. "I bet your pussy is already dripping for me, isn't it?" He murmurs against your earlobe, his finger tracing circles around your swollen clit as you gasp, your hips arching. "What a horny slut..."
Eddie's finger slides inside you, making you moan louder. His fingers curl deeper, teasing your sensitive spot as you throw your head back, your body shaking with pleasure. "They want to see us cumming on each other... And that's exactly what we're going to do." Eddie's free hand runs down your chest, pinching your nipple as he pumps his finger inside you, until the rings are inside you too.
Eddie pushes a second finger inside you, stretching your wet pussy as you whimper his name. "So wet, slut." He rubs his fingers against your G-spot, his cock throbbing in your ass as you pant. "I want to see that beautiful pussy when I fuck you, baby." Eddie slowly withdraws his fingers, tracing a wet path towards your clit before rubbing it firmly. "Get ready... I'm going to make you cum and we'll film it for our fans." His warm breath on your ear, sending shivers down your spine as you nod anxiously. "Let's give them what they want, slut." His thumb pressing against your clit as he hooks another finger, rubbing your swollen bud until your hips buck uncontrollably, your wet heat squeezing him. "Come for me, baby..." Eddie's voice is low, a whisper harshly as you choke. Your body shaking as you scream and whimper his name, your juices covering his hand.
You cum in his hand, panting and your chest rising and falling. You take a drag on the joint before passing it to him, placing the joint between your lips for him to take a drag on, since his fingers were busy in your soaked pussy.
Eddie sucks on the joint, shaking it as he strokes her tender, sensitive pussy, admiring your sensitive flesh glistening with her arousal. "Perfect, slut. It's show time..."
He kisses your hip, trailing down your inner thigh as you let out a satisfied sigh. "Get on all fours, baby." Eddie orders softly, pulling his fingers away from your pussy, making you moan softly, eager for his touch. โNow.โ Eddie says in a husky voice, pulling your hair playfully, his cock throbbing with excitement as you obey, spreading your legs wide. Eddie smiles satisfied, taking the video camera with his hand wet with his cum, the other hand slaps his ass hard before starting to lower his black jeans to his knees, he wasn't even in his underwear.
You tilt your head to look at him over your shoulder, but Eddie grabs your hair and forces you to face forward. "Not yet, porn star." He plays with you, although his tone is hoarse with desire and commanding. He watches your panties stuck between your soaked folds. Eddie basically preps you before turning on the camera, adjusting your shirt above the waist and taking one last drag on the joint. The joint always made him hornier than normal.
Eddie turns on the camera, pointing at your wet pussy from behind, making you blush slightly. He records his finger playing with your wet lips, teasing you and hearing you whimper softly. โPleaseโฆโ You whimper, breathing labored. Then suddenly he stops and you know what that means, it means he would continue if you called him..."Daddy. Please, daddy..." You add and that makes him smile, murmuring a "good girl" while pushing your panties to the side, revealing your slippery folds.
"Open your legs wider." He commands in a husky tone, his finger tracing circles around your sensitive flesh, making you moan softly. "What a horny slut..." Eddie teases your clit, making your hips shake as he takes another hit of the joint. "I'm going to fuck you deep, baby. So deep..." Eddie's voice grows husky, his cock poking your pussy from behind, teasing you. "Ready?" Eddie asks, his dick pressing harder against your wet entrance.
"Yes, daddy." You say with a trembling voice, unable to take the delay any longer. But Eddie has some fun, pointing the video camera at the hard cock at the entrance to your wet pussy, the pink head of his cock rubbing teasingly against your wet folds, threatening to penetrate, but only penetrating the head of the penis and pulling away to rub the tip on your sensitive clit.
"Eddieeee..." You whimper, already starting to feel your eyes watering from wanting his hard cock filling you so much. Eddie smiles and gently probes your tight opening with his swollen head cock, enjoying the feeling of being enveloped in your heat. "You're so tight, slut." He murmurs against your ear, pushing deeper, filling you slowly.
โThis pussy is going to take all of meโฆโ Eddie moans in the back of his throat, sinking completely inside you, your bodies connected in a way that was intended to be filmed. "They're going to love this, baby..." His fingers curl around your hips, holding you firmly as he begins to pump his cock in and out of you, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing in the room , captured on camera. Eddie leans over you, his bare chest against your back, the camera suddenly thrust in front of your face. He was recording your face as he fucks you hard.
"Tell 'em, tell 'em you're my slut..." Eddie's breath is hot against your ear, his body tense as he fucks you harder, looking down and growling as he enjoys the sight of his disappearing cock inside your tight pussy. "I-I'm your slut, daddy.." You say, voice shaky and drunk with pleasure and his big cock fucking you.
"Cum for me... Cum while they watch us fuck..." His voice is rough, full of desire as you moan, your body shaking beneath him, close to your climax.
Eddie grunts, his cock throbbing as you squirt around his cock until it leaks out of your pussy, a wave of pleasure rushing through him. โFuck, babyโฆโ He gasps, his release imminent. He pulls you close, burying his cock deep inside you as he unloads inside you, the sight of your cum-filled pussy caught on camera making your climax even more intense.
"Perfect, slut. Just perfect..." Your breath hitches as he slowly pulls out, his cock glistening with your juices. Eddie smirks at you, rubbing his cum covered cock against your sensitive flesh, enjoying the way you shudder beneath him. "For my horny slut, here you go." He grinds his hips against you, recording with the video camera and flooding your pussy with his hot cum, making you whimper even louder as you grip the couch, your body shaking with pleasure. "That's it, slut. Take Daddy's cum..." Eddie's voice is full of satisfaction, his gaze fixed on the sight of your cum-filled pussy before he pulls away gently, collapsing against your back, panting.
His chest rises and falls against you, his arms wrapped around you as you bask in the glow, completely exhausted. Eddie then turns the camera to focus on his sweaty face and his face, sweaty and flushed with pleasure. He gets up and hits your ass hard, making you jump and moan. Then he smiles, giving the video a thumbs up.
"Use a condom, kids." He says, ironically and playfully.
"You are so stupid." You say breathlessly, playfully rolling his eyes.
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SYNOPSIS: you need a roommate, and you love eggplant. [college au]
WORD COUNT: 7.4kย
WARNINGS: photographer/roommate!ellie, ocs an artist with a rep and black :3, crack, light smut [masturbation], sexual tensionโฆ itโs starting, light angst, weed, brief mention of suicide, pretty cute tbh
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A/N: hi stinks :3 iโm obsessed with themโฆ.. taking my time with these two hope yall like it LOL bye
Butterflies are fluttering, birds are chirping, and the crops are watered when you wake. You slept through the entire night, and the beast inside you is satisfied.ย
But the gorgeous scenery in your mind dies in an instant when you recall what the fuck you did last night. Maybe you are a low-down, dirty whore, just like your roomie said. She has the audacity to terrorize your subconscious enough to actually feature in one of your meat-beat sessions. Not only that, but you busted in two minutes to the thought of her demanding you to fix a window that isnโt even broken.ย
Youโฆ are a hoe. How awkward. You just wanted to fight her days ago, and now your pussyโs got a crush. Not you, your pussy. You accepted that you and your cunt are two separate entities a long time ago.ย
You lay in your bed, eyes melting holes into the ceiling; What the fuck is going on?
Ellieโฆ sexโฆ her asking for headโฆ you asking for head from herโฆ The math isnโt mathing. Ellieโs gay as a bitch, you know that for a fact, but why her? The math has never mathed, actually. Youโre going to fail statistics, speaking ofโฆ Is statistics considered math?ย
Itโs still freezing in your apartment. Is Ellie still not back yet? Your shared space is never this silent or cold; A rat could be crawling around in search of cheese and you would hear it like a hounddog.ย
You throw your blankets off and instantly regret it; Youโre shocked snow isnโt falling from inside your fucking apartment. It has to be negative thirty in this bitch. If Ellieโs asleep, you donโt know how she survived the night.ย
Your knees crack as you quietly pull your door open, light creaks from the hardwood sounding your walk to Ellieโs bedroom. You canโt imagine how crazy you look, ear pressed against her door, listening for any movement to prove that sheโs alive and not a fucking block of ice.ย
Either youโre hallucinating, or sheโs mumbling in her sleep. Her voice is hushed and croaky, supposedly asking if Spider-man stole her fucking lunch money to pay the Pope back for stealingโฆ something; You canโt pick up what she said from out here. Your hand flies over your mouth to hide a laugh. She must be exhausted; When did she get back last night?ย
You let her sleep-talk in peace and head to the kitchen to brew your coffee. You really beat off to that bonehead. Go figure.ย
For the first time since Ellie moved in, youโre gone before her.ย
Youโre strolling the icy streets, strutting to your heartโs content, Tina Snow vibrating your eardrums. Last nightโs nut really did something incredible to your spirit; Youโve never felt lighter. One more unsuspecting gust of wind and youโre taking flight, for sure. Your brain gives subconscious Ellie knuckles.ย
You burst through the coffee shop like you own it, silently celebrating when you realize thereโs no line. You order and receive your dark drink in record time, taking a seat by the large window at the back of the shop. What gorgeous scenery!ย
Your cup is almost empty when your phone vibrates on the table. Itโs Maymay! You answer with the brightest smile. โMy babyyyโ โ
โBitch, cut the shit! Fuck you! Why havenโt you called?โ She yells through the line.ย
โWell, uhโฆโ You almost committed arson in your building! โJustโฆ just school stuff! You wouldnโt know about that, Ms. Celebrity!โย
Your best friend giggles, โShut up! Iโm a D-lister at most!โ You shake your head in denial; That internship program doesnโt understand the blessing that Amaya holds. Her ear is godsend and she comprehends sound like no other.ย
โHowโs the roomie thing going? I havenโt heard much!โย
Oh, fuck. โโฆ Fine.โย
Sheโs silent for a second, โThe fuck does that mean?โย
Your fingernail snaps between your teeth. โI mean itโs fine, just like I said.โย
Amaya hums, clearly suspicious, โโฆ Whatever you say, then.โย
โYup.โย
She snorts. โAnywayโฆ whatโre you doing for Chriโ โ
โEllie made me bust with her telepathy.โ This is not the conversation you should be having in a coffee shop, but if people heard you, fuck it.ย
โโฆ Bitchโฆ What?โย
โI didnโt wanna tell you, okay? I didn't! Incel made her way into my fucking brain and I busted! Sue me!โย
Silence passes, and then thereโs laughter from the other line. โAre you high right now?โย
โNo, itโs fucking nine in the morningโ โ
โAinโt nothing wrong with a lilโ wake-and-bakeโ โ
โI just told you I mentally fucked my roomie and thatโs what you say?โย
She sighs, โI meanโฆ I saw the picture you sent me. She's not ugly. Doesnโt seem like your type, though.โย
โSheโs not my type! I thought about her for two seconds on accident and I came! Abby couldnโt even get me there and sheโโย
โWoah, woah, pauseโฆ Abby couldnโt get you where?โย
โNot a location, bitch. I couldnโt bust!โ A sharp gasp from her. Your brows furrow, โWhat?โย
โOh, bitchโฆโ
โWhat, Maya?โย
You hear the smile in her tone, โYou gotta crush?โย
You gag, โFuck no! Have you lost your mind! Myโฆโ You pause and check to see if anyoneโs near. Nobody. You whisper-shout into the speaker, โMy pussyโs crushing!โย
Amaya sucks her teeth in annoyance, โGirlโฆโ
โItโs true! You know she gotta mind of her own! I canโt do anything about that!โย
Your bestieโs snickering to herself, โWhatever you say, mama. But for someone that thinks with her clitโฆ you might wanna have a conversation with her. You know her better than anybody.โย
Youโre stunned to say the least. You love Amaya to death, but sheโs batshit crazy to suggest that youโre crushing on someone like Ellie. She called you a worthless tramp in broad daylight, for fucks sake. She wasnโt entirely wrong, but it still stung a little.ย
You sip your coffee, โI love youโฆ I gotta go.โย
โMhmโฆโ You hate how sure she sounds. โLove you, too.โย
You nervously twiddle your fingers until your first class, the day dragging even more than usual. Mainly due to the fact that youโre wondering if Amaya was right. Your lectures feel like a blur; All you can think about is Ellie. The spot-covered hermit. Squash-loving loser with a decent noseโฆ and decent handsโฆ and decently toned arms.ย
Your pussy squeezes in the middle of class when you briefly envision them wrapped around you, and it sends a shockwave to your brain.ย
Oh, shit.ย
Raja was sweet enough to cover your shift for you; You canโt focus on credit card sales today.ย
The second you enter your freezing apartment, you hear quiet sobs. Ellie sits at the small table as she scrolls through her phone, forms scattered all over the glass. Sheโs sniffling and wiping her face with her hoodie sleeve, and your brows crease.ย
You shut the door behind you before making your way over to her. Not too close, though.ย
โUhhโฆ you good?โย
โYeah.โ Her voice breaks, and something shifts in you. Somewhere in your chest. Whyโre her cheeks so red?
โโฆ You sure?โ You cringe.ย
โI said yeah.โย
She clearly doesnโt want to chat. Whateverโs going on, she can handle on her own. She doesnโt need coddling, especially from you. Whyโre you still standing here?
โI, uhโฆ I found a Snickerโs.โ You slip.ย
Ellie finally faces you, clearly confused. Why canโt you just shut the hell up for once? Another shift from your chest at her teary eyes.ย
โWhat?โย
โI mean, uh, I bought a Snickerโs. Like, candy.โ You pull said bar from your puffer pocket. You did buy it for Abby for when you see her to study, but it looks like your roomie needs it more.ย
โโฆ Okay?โย
You pull out and hand the wrapped chocolate out to her, โYouโre not you when youโre hungry.โย
Her eyes switch between your face and the candy bar; She doesnโt look impressed. Maybe sheโs allergic to nuts! You knew you shouldโve got the fucking Sour Strawsโ
โThanks.โย
You barely register her taking the bar, her cold fingers brushing against yours. Another zap in your brain. She rips it open and eats it in silence. An awkward chuckle from you, โIs it yummy?โ You expect her to tell you to fuck off, but she doesnโt. She just nods and chews.ย
Your nosiness gets the best of you, discreetly inspecting the forms on the table. A bunch of random names are crossed out in her notebook, a couple of signed forms crumpled up and raggedy. You donโt know what any of this means.ย
โYouโre not slick.โ Ellie talks with her mouth full.
โHm?โย
โYouโre really gonna read my shit like that?โย
You take a seat next to her, โโฆ I didnโt.โย
โOkay,โ She mumbles. โRememberโฆโ She scratches at her ear, โRemember that booking that got canceled because of the storm?โ You nod. She swallows the last bits of her candy. โI was supposed to take pictures of this couple before their wedding, butโฆโย
โThey, uhโฆ They donโt wanna reschedule. Said itโs too hectic because of the holidays and thereโs not enough time.โย
You hum, โOkayโฆ So, what does that mean?โย
โI canโt submit my portfolio without those pictures. And it fucked my money up.โย
โDamnโฆ how much were they paying?โย
She scoffs, โA lot. I donโt even wanna think about how much I lost trying to get the setup right.โย
You ponder for a second, โI mean, Iโm sure thereโs other people who want nice pics. Youโve been hustling this whole timeโ โ
She interrupts, โI donโt wanna hustle anymore. Iโmโฆ Iโm tired. Itโs fucking exhausting doing promotions by yourself.โย
You hear the stress in her voice, and you feel for her. Being a full-time creative can be pretty shitty at times. Most times. The amount of attempts youโve had in commissioning in your lifetime is astronomical; Some pick-ups, lots of disappointment.ย
โWhat was the shoot about? Likeโฆ the scene, I guess.โย
Ellie nibbles at her lip, โRomance.โย
โBoooring,โ You joke. Ellie doesnโt laugh, so you cough awkwardly. โYou gotta come up with a new plan, I guess. Itโs all about the grind mentality.โย
โYou sound like a misogynist with a podcast.โย
You chuckle and she continues, โThereโs no new plan. The portfolio Iโm submitting is based on emotion. Itโs notโฆ complete if love isnโt somewhere in there. Thatโs how I see it.โย
โSpeaking of see, can I?โ You arch your brow, โYour portfolio, I mean.โย
โNo.โ She says plainly.ย
โWhaโ why not? You saw my paintings!โย
โTheyโre on the wallโฆ in the living room. Thereโs no other choice but to look at them.โย
โBro, what the fuck. Youโre not the only visualist in this house! I might have some pointers you could use!โย
โI donโt need pointers from you.โ Aggravation clouds her pupils. You try not to take offense to that, but it doesnโt work.ย
โWhy the fuck not?โ You glare.ย
Her tone gets louder, โBecause you wouldnโt understand it! Why do you wanna help so badly, anyway!โ
โIโmโโ But you donโt know what to say. Why do you want to help? Ellie squints, awaiting your answer, but nothing comes out. Youโre uncomfortable; Itโs suddenly not that cold in here.ย
โWhatever. Forget I asked!โ You rise and march to your room. Another slammed door, another pending noise complaint.ย
Ellie hasnโt talked to you in days, and youโre not sure why itโs bothering you. Youโve been sending her looks throughout the entire stats lecture, but she hasnโt acknowledged you once. Sheโs just scribbling and tapping her ballpoint on her notebook. Her notetaking seems very intense from where you sit, her eyes scanning the board.ย
Does Ellie like math? Or logistics? Or whatever statistics is considered? Curiosity pokes at you; You donโt know much about your roommate. Youโve been living together for nearly a month, and you havenโt had one valuable conversation yet. What about photography interests Ellie so much? Why does she enjoy disgusting vegetables? When did she get her tattoo? Is she actually gay or are you a dickhead for assuming?ย
Your venturing thoughts makes class fly by; Another successful day of not taking useful notes!ย
Ellieโs packing her run-down backpack and you watch. Sheโs meticulously placing her books on top of each, at least from what you can see from the big hole on the side. Her headphones are thrown on, and in one swift motion, her bag is on her shoulder and sheโs heading towards the door, holding it open for everyone leaving.ย
You swiftly pack and walk towards the exit. Ellieโs too distracted by her phone to notice you turn the corner to watch her. All the students vacant the room, and she lets the door shut. You follow from a distance as she moves towards the staircase, down the steps, out into the quad and onto the open field. She pauses, so you do too.ย
You follow her line of vision, right at the sky. Itโs pretty today: the sunโs peeking out, just barely, from underneath the dark gray clouds, rays of light highlighting various sections of the quad.ย
Ellie unzips and digs in her bag, retrieving the olive-green polaroid before setting her bag down on the frosted grass. She maneuvers around the grass, trying to avoid obstruction from the trees, adjusting her stance, picking the best angle before holding her camera up. One quick flash, and sheโs holding a photo of the sky.ย
She shakes the picture a bit before squatting to search through her bag, pulling out a large binder and placing the photo in a laminated encasing. You canโt see any of the pictures in detail, but there must be a lot in there. That binder is thick as fuck.ย
And just like that, sheโs off into the cold.ย
You wonder what else is in that binder.ย
Youโre starving. The second you get that direct deposit, youโre whipping up something fierce. Shrimp and eggplant have been calling your name for weeks; Youโre ravenous for it.ย
You run up to the apartment to snag a granola bar, Ellie already in the kitchen, propped against the counter eating Kraft mac and cheese.ย
You shut the door behind you, โWonderful weather weโre having, isnโt it?โย
Ellie stops chewing, eyes large and soft cheeks filled with creamy noodles. โHm?โย
You walk to the cupboards, mouthwatering for Nature Valley, โItโs just beautiful outside! The trees, the sky! Almost pretty enough to paint, ainโt it!โย
More chewing. She just shrugs, but youโre not having it, โI wish I gotta picture!โย
โโฆ Go take one.โย
โOh, my fucking god,โ you mutter to yourself, โCan I see the picture you took earlier?โย
โโฆ Howโd you knowโ โ
โThe details arenโt important! I was thinkiiing,โ you rip open the wrapping, โif I canโt see your portfolio, I can see that giant photo book you have!โย
She glances around awkwardly, โWere you watching me earlier?โย
โโฆ Well, yesโ โ
โWhat the fuโ why?โย
โI like seeing people do shit they enjoy.โ You shrug and bite your bar. Ellie isnโt looking at you, but her cheeks tint, and it makes you grin. Interesting.ย
You chew and swallow, โEspecially talented people.โ You inch closer, just barely. โYou should show me some pictures sometimeโฆ Iโll show you some of my secret creations, too. A little exchange, if you will.โย
Her fingers clench around her plastic spoon, and her breathing changes, cheeks even brighter. Her hands are very niceโฆ They look so soft.ย
โThink about it,โ you say, quieter, just between the two of you, โCall itโฆ roommate bonding.โ You crunch and adjust your bag before walking towards the door. โI think itโs overdue!โ You throw over your shoulder before shutting the door behind you.ย
Youโre not sure if Ellie likes or hates compliments.ย
Closing was so hectic; you donโt make it home until one in the morning. Training rookies is probably the worst part about working in hardware; They never know where shit goes.ย
You donโt feel tired, though. The drive back home is usually when your exhaustion takes over, but this ride was smooth. Sleep is going to be difficult to come by tonight.ย
You unlock your front door andโฆ push. And push. And push again. What the fuck. Somethingโs blocking the door. You fight with the wood until the crack is wide enough to slip through. The smell in the air is very telling as to why thereโs a pile of hoodies blocking the slim opening at the bottom of the door.ย
Your mouth gapes at the sight of Ellie on the couch with no pants on, blunt in her handโฆ blowing Oโs. Her eyes are glistening and lazy when she opens them. You quickly shut the door and kick the hoodies in their original position before the scent escapes.ย
โHey,โ she mutters. Goosebumps rise on your arms at her voice.ย
โโฆ Why the fuck are you chiefing in this no smoke building.โย
She stares like youโre stupid. โDe-stressing.โ
โDeez-fucking nuts! Ellie, weโre not gonna have a place to sleep if we get caught. Bitch ass Carol doesnโt play that shit.โ You hate your landlord with every fiber of your being. The second anyone accidentally breaks a rule, sheโs on their ass like grass. You canโt imagine how sheโs going to react if she sees Ellie being disobedient on purpose. Youโll both be living out of your car. Fucking hag.ย
Your roommate sighs and crosses her legs, boxer shorts riding up her taut thighs. Alright, okay. She pats the empty cushion next to her.ย
โI'm bored.โย
โOkay, what about it.โย
She taps the cushion again. Your heartbeat spikes for some reason. โRoommate bonding.โย
You gawk. Ellieโs never been this relaxed in your presence. Her posture is incredibly comfortable, leaning back against the propped pillows, manspreading. Why is it attractive?
So, you drop your bag and unzip your puffer before plopping down next to her. She says nothing, just extends the lit herb to you. You look between her and the big B. โThatโs a fat doinker.โย
โโฆ Right.โ Ellie puffs once more before attempting to share.ย
You push her cold hand back softly, โI donโt smoke.โย
โOkay.โ One last long pull from her, and sheโs putting out the grass on the ashtray. โDo you wanna play checkers?โ She exhales around smoke clouds, cold air blowing in from the barely cracked window.ย
โโฆ What.โย
โI said do you wanna play checkeโ โย
โAre you a lesbian?โย
Your eyes widen at your own question. Interrogation? Fuck. Ellieโs looking around the warm space blankly as if sheโs trying to register what the fuck you just said. Youโre a fucking asshole.ย
โE-Ellie, Iโm sorry, I dunno why I askedโ โ
โCan you not tell.โย
โWell, yeah.โ You stutter, โโฆ But I thought it was likeโฆ fucked up to assume based on uh, appearances, or whatever. I donโt have good gay-dar, so.โย
โIโve been called a carpet muncher since I was eight.โย
โโฆ Fuck, really?โ She nods, face flat. Your fist extends, silently asking for knuckles, โMe too! Thatโs whatโs up.โย
โI almost killed myself.โ
Your fist drops with your expression. โOhโฆ uh, damnโฆ Sorryโฆ Iโm glad you didnโt, though, real shit.โย
โWhat does love feel like?โย
This conversation is giving you whiplash. โAre you one of those fake-deep potheads? Like, you believe in flat earth and all that other bullshit?โย
Ellie blinks dumbly, โUhhโฆ I donโt think soโฆโย
โWhy do you ask?โย
Ellie points at the wall, at one of your paintings. Two women laying on a bed of grass, completely at peace, surrounded by colorful flowers and butterflies. A small smile spreads across your face, recalling how excited you were to show your first girlfriend what you made for her birthday.ย
โLove feels like you're getting shotโฆ but not in a bad way.โ You ramble. โItโs likeโฆ like, fuck Iโm really gonna die without this person next to me type shit.โ You think back to when you made the painting on the wall, the memories of your younger self so deeply infatuated with another person for the first time. It felt eternal back then, souls interconnected.ย
But then your eyes travel to the next painting, right below the latter. Complete void, no color, no life, just darkness, and your expression falls. The faceless girl trapped in the center of madness is calm, though, accepting her doom with grace.ย
โThat makes it worse, thoughโฆโ You think of Dina and how you fought. How nasty it got. How disgusted she seemed with your presence. You almost want to cry as you relive it. โWhen they leaveโฆ something inside you really does die. That space never really gets filled again. Youโre just kindaโฆ stuck with a hole until you croak over.โย
โWhat if they donโt leave?โย
They all leave. โโฆ Iโm not sure yet.โย
Ellie hums and it goes quiet for a moment. You wonder what sheโs thinking about.ย
โAre you a lesbian?โ Your roommate throws back at you. You laugh, โAre you asking if I eat coochie?โย
Ellie nods with a giggle. You stiffen; This is the first time youโve heard her laugh. The hairs on your arms stand upright at the sound.ย
โAs a matter of fact, I do!โ Ellie laughs harder, head resting against the back of the couch. You watch the apple of her cheeks heighten. But then the wind blows harder than normal and they drop. She's blank again. โThe heaterโฆโย
โWhat about it?โย
โItโs brokenโฆโย
Fuck. โDid you put in a maintenance request?โ Her head shakes.ย
โUhโฆ why not?โย
โBecause I heard you masturbating and forgot.โย
Your heart, stomach, pride is at your feet, โโฆ What did you just say.โย
Ellie finally looks at you, eyes doe-like, guilt swimming in them. โIโmโฆ Iโm sorry! I was sleeping and I woke up to pee but I couldnโt because you wereโ โ
โEllieโ โ
โIt keptโฆ buzzing, and I couldnโt move! I kept asking
myself how is her stamina this fucking good! It didnโt turn off until likeโฆ an hour later! I almost pissed in my bedโ โ
Your body heats at her confession; She thought about your stamina? You place a hand on her shoulder to ease her, and she stops. โItโs okay. I justโฆ Yeah, this is awkwardโฆ We gotta submit that request before that next blizzard or weโre fucked.โย
Ellie mutters in agreement, but sheโs not listening. Sheโs eyeing your fingers, the ones resting on her shirt. If you move your thumb an inch, youโll touch her collarbone.ย
โWe, umโฆ We can send it in the morningโฆโ She whispers okay, and your fingers curl around the fabric. A sharp inhale from her, and you sigh. Her warm breath is hitting your wrist and youโre trying not to squirm. You watch her chest rise and fall at a steady pace, eyes flicking between yours and your hand.ย
You watch her and she watches you, hand inching up until youโre tracing the warm skin under her tee. Your nail scratches her collarbone, just barely, and the muscles in her thigh jerk. Nope. Not happening. You pull away and stand.ย
โThis wasโฆ youโre funny.โ You stare at your feet; You never took your shoes off. โUhโฆ bye.โย
โBye.โ Her voice is flat. Fuck, fuck, fuck, you fucked up.ย
Your shoes go flying and you rush to your room. Youโre not sure if you slammed the door or not; The pounding in your ears is too loud.ย
Ellie fucked up. She knows she did.ย
I heard you masturbating and forgot? You left over an hour ago, and sheโs still replaying that moment in her mind. What the fuck was she thinking? She wants to peel her skin off and her stomach is in knots. The ghost of your hand is still on her. She was freezing before you came home, and now sheโs overheating.ย
Ellie thinks sheโs done a good job of acting normally around you after that night. That doesnโt mean she doesnโt think about it. All the time.ย
She hates how, every night since it happened, she listens for you. When you come home in the wee hours of the night, the devil convinces her that youโre aching and desperate, dripping and ready to get yourself to the peak you crave. Youโve been working so hard; You deserve to wind down.ย
Itโs sick, she knows. She masks it well, but every time you're home, sheโs hot. Roommate bonding, youโd said. Why did you say it like that, though? You sounded so alluring, like a siren preparing for a kill.ย
Maybe sheโs reading into it too much. You're a flirt and youโre good at itโฆย
Itโs either hot or cold with you. Compliments, or cursing. Admiration or judgment. Thereโs no middle ground, and itโs driving her crazy.ย
Why did you have to touch her? You couldโve kept your distance like youโve been doing, like you did in the kitchen. You gave her a chance to run at arm's length.ย
Ellieโs thoughts are racing; She needs to smoke again, but sheโs too distracted to spark. That ache between her thighs is overpowering.ย
Her eyes travel over the painting that captured her attention a few weeks ago. A small self portrait of you. She commends your attention to detail, but still, youโre so gorgeous in person; Thereโs no comparison.ย
Two deep breaths, and her hand is shoved in her boxers, fingers slippery in seconds. She keeps her eyes glued to the painting as she rubs her clit in quick circles, the bud increasing her sensitivity.ย
Itโs like the painting moves with every squeeze of her walls: she can almost see your animated eyes rolling into your skull, your pink tongue out, drool dripping down your chin. And your voiceโฆ Itโs tantalizing when you want something. She can almost hear you now: itโs so good, right there, I love when you touch me like that.ย
Fuck, she wants your hands on her. Everywhere. Anywhere you want. Sheโs breathing so loud; She hopes you dozed off by now, even in your noticeably restless state.ย
But what if youโre not? What if you forgot something in the living room, or need a drink of water before bed, and you walk in and see the mess you make her? Her hand moves faster at the thought of you angry, disappointed that she couldnโt keep her hands to herself. Sheโll never say, but something wicked happens in her underwear when you're fuming. She likes how expressive your eyes are.ย
Her free hand flies over her mouth as her stomach tightens, the beats in her clit and heart synced. She's so close. A few seconds, and she groans into her hand, the walls melting around her when it finally crashes. Tears jerk in her eyes as she rubs herself through it, riding it out for as long as she can.ย
The hand on her mouth slides under her shirt, cold fingers prodding her nipple as her orgasm descends. She gasps into the cold air, trying to catch her breath. She palms her clit and her walls twitch. She tiredly plops onto the couch, hand still in her underwear, eyes glued to your portrait, scaling the wall until she revisits the depiction of you and your first girlfriend.ย
The idea Ellieโs been sitting on for the last few days crashes down on her again. Youโre soft, despite what others may say. You seem like a lover.ย
Itโs Friday. Rent is due. Fuck.ย
You just got paid, and now more than half of your earnings is in your landlord's pocket. You havenโt even been grocery shopping yet.ย
Ellie has, apparently. It smells so good in the kitchen. You take back whatever you said about her and her cheffing skills. That soup was delicious; You secretly hope she cooks more. She can get downโฆ a little bit.ย
You wipe the tired from your eyes and make way to the kitchen, and your jaw drops, stunned in your spot by the fridge. Empty grocery bags are stacked on the counter, and Ellieโs frying shrimp and eggplant.ย
โHiโฆ you didnโt eat last night. I heard you talking about eggโ โ
Your whimper, followed by several guttural sobs interrupt her greeting, hand flying over your mouth. Ellie simply stands by the counter with wide eyes, fork in hand.ย
Ellie thinks youโve stopped crying, โUhโฆ I just wanteโ โ
More loud sobs from you. Snot dribbles down from your nose and Ellie cringes, tearing a piece of paper towel and handing it to you. You take it graciously and blow your nose.ย
โThis is,โ sob โthe best thing a-anyone,โ sniffleโฆ sob โhas ever done f-for me.โ
Ellie just nods and flips the eggplant. You canโt control yourself, arms wrapping around her waist, sobbing into her back.ย
โI, umโฆ Consider it a peace offering, I guess.โย
โI take back,โ heave โI take back whatever dumb shit I said about you before you moved in,โ heave โYouโre soโฆ fuck you, Ellie!โ You hug her tighter.ย
โQueers gotta stick together.โ She mumbles.ย
โLike wet pussy lips!โ You wail, fat tears seeping into her t-shirt. She snickers to herself, โGet a plate.โย
You sniffle all the way to the cupboards and set the tiny table.ย
Chef Butch. Thatโs Ellieโs new name around these parts.ย
For someone who supposedly โhates eggplantโ, she seasoned and fried the fuck out of it. Get this bitch on the Food Network!
Youโre full and energized before leaving the house for once. You donโt even need your morning coffee.ย
โHey, uhโฆ can I ask you something?โ Ellie calls from the table.
You pause dish scrubbing to look at her, โMhm.โย
โItโs kindaโฆ a big deal.โ She mutters, eyes flickering nervously.ย
โโฆ Should I sit down, or?โ
โItโs not bad. Itโs justโฆ I donโt know.โย
You rinse your hands and set the last plate on the rack to dry. You grab a clean towelette and sit across from her. Ellie canโt meet your eyes and her cheeks are fiery. You smirk.ย
โNeed help with something?โย
Her head bobs, eyes glued to the table.ย
โThen ask me.โ You lean closer. Ellie whispers your name. A deep sigh from her, lips parting around her question.ย
โDo you wanna model for my portfolioโ โ
โOf course Iโll help you send nudesโ โ
Confusion paints her face, โWhat.โ
โโฆWhat.โย
โWhat did you just say.โย
โNothing.โ You shrug, face burning.ย
โYou can say no. Itโs not that serious.โ That guarded twinge in Ellieโs voice has returned. You donโt like it.ย
โYou think Iโm pretty?โ You tease with a pout.ย
โWhat.โย
โYou think Iโm sooo hot and sexy that youโre gonna make me the star of yourโ โ
Ellie blushes, โYouโre not theโฆ star of anythโ โ
Your hands wave excitedly, โIโm so honored! Iโd love to! When do we start!โย
Ellie sighs, massaging her temples, โDo you have work on Sunday?โย
โNot anymore!โ You do a little dance in your seat, โWhat am I gonna be doing in the pics, o ye camera master?โ Her ears are so red. Why is she so fucking nervous? Youโve already accepted!ย
โJust look like youโre in love.โย
โโฆ Oh.โย
Ellie grimaces at your tone, โListen, I only have two weeks to finish this submission. I havenโt had any luck finding people to help me out!โย
You pause, โIs this why you buttered me up with a buss down plate?โย
โโฆ Would you hate me if I said yes?โย
โFuck, Ellieโ โ
โIโm desperate!โ She exclaims, โBut I also donโt wanna just ask anybody! I need the photos to be believable! And you kindaโฆ you kinda get it!โ Ellie points to the painting of you and your first love.ย
The silence is thick as you explore her face. Her forestry-filled eyes are nervous, but thereโs a glimmer of hope in her pupils. You like it; Her orbs look brighter. Greener somehow.
โI wanna see it, then.โย
โSee what?โย
โYour big ass binderโฆ and your portfolio!โย
Her eyes roll. โPick one.โย
โWooow, youโre really gonna ruin another opportunity for roommate bonding? Thatโs wild. Alright.โย
โPick one.โ Sheโs stern with her demandโฆ You like that, too.ย
You smirk. โShow me your portfolio.โย
She crosses her arms over her chest. โYou see it when itโs finished. After the pictures are done. Take it or leave it.โย
โOkay, damn,โ You give up, โSoโฆ what do I gotta do for prep?โย
โNot much right now. I have to set up my equipment and all thatโฆโ She glances around the living room, โweโll talk about the rest later.โย
โโKay.โ You twiddle your fingers together before the biggest light bulb shines over your head.ย
โI also get 40% of the earningsโ โ
โFuck no.โ She says with a small grin. You pout.ย
You knew something was wrong when Abby randomly invited you over to studyโฆ on a Saturday night. You donโt know how sheโs a STEM major; You havenโt seen her with a book since youโve met her!ย
The second she opened her door, something was off. Itโs been days since youโve seen her and she barely reacted to the grilled cheese you brought. Her answers have been curt and sheโs not laughing at any of your jokes. Your Cheetos are doing a great job at soothing your anxiety. You want to comfort your friend with whateverโs bothering her, but youโre not sure how.ย
So, you talk. And talk. And talk about Ellie.
โIโm not gonna lie,โ You crunch, comfortable on Abbyโs beanbag. โIโm kinda excited! Iโve never done a photoshoot before.โย
Abby shrugs from her work desk, voice monotone, โI mean, just be mindful. Itโs obviously not a game for her so you needa take it seriously.โย
Your brows furrow, โWhat do you mean?โย
โYour roommate slash crushโ โ
Your head shakes, โI donโt have a crushโ โ
โSlash crush,โ Your friend emphasizes, โasked you to be a part of probably one of the biggest creations of her life. If that photo book or whatever is as important as you say, itโs not just a โphotoshootโ for her.โย
โฆ Nah, youโre still confused.ย
Abby scoffs, โA photoshoot about romance and youโre her only model, making you breakfast, and whatever else sheโs done! How much does she have to spell it out for you?โย
โI donโt understand why youโre yelling!โ
โIโm not fucking yelling! Iโm watching out for you before you do something you regret!โย
You sit up straighter, โAnd what does that mean!โ
โWhat have you been saying this entire time? I donโt wanna live with someone I fucked!โ She mocks, โIt seems like yโall are pretty close to that.โย
You stare pensively, โWe havenโt fucked and weโre not going to! Youโre doing the fucking most!โย
โYeah, whatever.โ She continues to scribble.ย
โAbbyโฆ whatโs wrong?โ You clumsily stand from the bean bag. โIโm so conโ โ
โYou wanna know whatโs wrong?โ She snaps, pen slamming on the desk. โEvery time we see each other, you talk about her! Iโm sick of hearing aboutโฆ whatever the fuck you have going on at home, quite frankly! We canโt even joke around because youโre so pressed about someone you donโt even like!โย
Youโre going to cry; You can feel it. Abbyโs never been this upset with you, โWhy did you wait so long to tell me this? I wouldโve stopped coming to you a long time ago!โย
โBecause I cared and didnโt want you to feel by yourself while Mayaโs away! Thatโs why! But now, itโs likeโฆโย
A tired sigh from her and she gives up, hand waving dismissively, โTalking about this shit is pointless. Iโm going to bed. Shut the door behind you.โ Abby rises and brushes past you, switching her lamp off and climbing into her warm bed. You allow your tears to fall as you gather your belongings, gently shutting her door behind you and attacking your face with your sleeve. You hate crying in public.ย
The elevator ride feels much longer than it shouldโve been as you weep. The doors shutter open, and you can see the weather is not on your side. Itโs pelting bullets outside; You knew you shouldnโt have walked.ย
โYou got a ride?โย
You look over at the security guard perched behind the front desk. Fuck all feds, but Stanleyโs cool. You shake your head.ย
โYou canโt walk home in that. Driving is also dangerous but,โ He shrugs, and you sigh. You pull your phone out of your pocket.ย
โHey, Siriโฆ Call Chef Butchโฆโย
โCALLING CHEF BUTCH.โย
Stanleyโs warm laughter eases your shoulders.ย
DING!
You unlock your phone and smile at Ellieโs text, rising from your chair.ย
โAlright, Stan. Pray I donโt turn into Frosty out there,โ You throw over your shoulder.ย
He laughs, opening the heavy door for you, โI will! Get home safely!โ You throw your hood over your beanie, easing past him and nearly being blown away by the fucking wind. How did Ellie drive in this shit!
You somehow manage to follow the view of your car, pounding on the passenger window to get Ellie to unlock it. You miss your step on the curb and fall face first into the seat. You hear Ellieโs laughter.ย
โYou alright?โย
โYup! Fucking peachy, thanks!โ You stumble in and slam the door with the wind, out of breath, body melting from the heat. โYou couldnโt have parked a little closer?โย
โโฆ No.โย
You stare at her through the snow in your lashes, โEllie, take us home, please. Iโm annoyed and going through a fucking breakdown, like I canโt be outside right now. Iโm gonna pass out!โ
โโฆ You wanna talk about it?โย
โNo.โ You spit.ย
โAlright.โ She puts the car in drive, but her foot is still pressed on the brake.ย
โI just canโt believe this shit right now!โ You ramble anyway. โYou think you know a person, like, fuck! This is stupid!โ You punch the glove compartment.ย
โโฆ What happโ โ
โLike, fuck! Fuuuck! Like what the fuck!โย
Youโre screaming your head off and Ellieโs just watching, face flat as ever. It makes you scream louder. But your wails pause when your eyes flicker downward. Veiny hands clenched around the steering wheel. Your screams suddenly sound like whimpers. Whenโs the last time you had sex?
Is it sad that the thought of Ellie choking you out is easing your meltdown? This is the worst day ever!ย
โIโm gonna rip my fucking face offโ โ
โWhy're you staring at my hands like that?โ
โWhat the fuck, Iโm not staring. Be quiet.โย
Your roommate grins like a fox, โOkay.โย
The carโs moving and so are your eyes, all over Ellie, wherever they can reach. Youโre pissed and horny and you need a shot.ย
โYou ever get the urge to strangle the fuck outta someone?โ
โMhm.โย
You ponder, โHow does it feel to smoke weed?โย
She shrugs, โIt feels good.โ
โHow good? Scale of one to ten.โย
โโฆ Thirteen.โ
โBetter than sex?โ You ask quietly. Your brain is elsewhere, locked on the bulging blue veins in her hand, following the lines through her hoodie.ย
She ponders, โโฆ Yes.โย
โYouโre biased, though. I canโt trust you.โย
โStop staring at my hands like that.โ Her low voice is like a kick in your back, spine slightly arching in your chair. Youโre glad sheโs looking at the road; Sheโs making you go into heat and she doesnโt need to see it. Maybe Abby was right about you being a fucking hypocrite.ย
โOr what?โ Your tone is icy, and she licks her lips.ย
โIโll pull over.โย
You shudder at her boldness, โPull over.โย
Your car jerks to a stop and you jolt forward, eyes still glued onto Ellieโs mouth. One kissโฆ It isnโt sex. Itโs just kissing; Who doesnโt love kissing? Youโre alone and warm and itโs gorgeous outside. It would be just a kiss. Just one, just one.ย
Ellieโs staring at you, eyes reminiscent of the storm outside. Flurrying and dark. Her tongue swipes over her lips again, and your gut swirls. โStop staring at my hands.โ You suck your bottom lip in your mouth when her breath hits it. Sheโs leaning forward and so are you. Just one kiss, thatโs all you need.ย
Your pussyโs talking and sheโs loudโฆ Literally meowing for her.ย
โIs that a fucking cat?โ Ellie whispers, nose brushing yoursโฆ She can hear that? How horny are you?ย
โDude, thatโs a cat! Thereโs a cat right there!โ Her gasps shock you, and you peer out the window, finding a small, dark spot in gusts of white snow. There is a cat!ย
โOh, my fucking god! Ellie, what the fuckโโ Youโre pushing the door open and she grabs your arm.ย
โWait, youโre gonna fucking fallโ โ
โWe canโt leave her, sheโs gonna die out here!โ You rush out in seconds and youโre slipping like a cartoon character on a banana. Youโre kissing the air to lure the kitty over, but she just cries. Sheโs probably starving!ย
โCโmere, baby, cโmon!โ You hear Ellie muttering curses from behind you. After almost busting your face on icy concrete, youโre finally close enough to scoop up the shivering ball of fur, and youโre sobbing as you wrap your scarf around her tiny body.ย
โEllie,โ you choke, โWe caโcanโt leave h-herโ โ
โOkay, okay, stop crying, where is she?โ You hold up the bundled fabric and Ellie gently takes her, shoving her in her hoodie before grabbing your wrist and guiding you to the car. Ellie hops in the driver's seat, the car filled with desperate meows and your hysterical sobs.ย
Ellie cranks the heat and holds the wrapped furball, softly cooing at her.ย
โWhereโs your mama, hm?โย
Meow!ย
โNo mama?โย
Meow! Meow!
Youโre wailing, โSheโs a fucking orโorphanโ โ
โCan you be quiet.โ Ellie snaps.ย
โOโโyou sniffle harshly, โOkโokayโ โ
โHold her, I gotta drive. Weโre going to Petco.โ Ellieโs zooming down the street, whipping and swerving. Youโre almost positive she ran a red light.ย
โI know you donโt like small animals, but c-can we keep her, pleaseโ โ
Ellieโs lip curls, โItโs not that I donโtโฆ not like themโโ She rambles on, but youโre so focused on the baby in front of you. Poor thing looks so tired. What if sheโs sick? Oh God, she wouldโve froze to death if you didnโt stopโ
You blabber to her between choked whimpers, โI love you so much, weโre gonna get you safe, donโt worryโ โ
โOh, my fucking god,โ Ellie sighs softly beside you.ย
Pheromones will have to wait. Youโre a mother now.ย
After your emergency pet escapade, you and Ellie sneak the cat past the complex security and into your apartment. If anyone finds out โ if Carol finds out โ youโre fuckedโฆ and unhoused.ย
Small meows are filling your ears. Your babyโs full, at least. Poor thing was horking down minced tuna in the car. Her teeth are so small and cute. She looks like sheโs going to doze off soon.ย
You watch as Ellie sets up her little area in the living roomโฆ Right next to her fucking photography set up when the fuck did she do thatโ
The corner of the living room is fully decked with maroon and ebony backdrops, Ellieโs sticker-littered camera resting proudly on its stand. Thereโs aโฆ big ass umbrella-looking thing towering over the setup and a stool on the dark floor cover. Thereโs a small, white briefcase on it, tied down with a padlock. Itโs either a gun or her portfolio.ย
โBring her over here.โย
Your gawking gets cut short as you cradle kitty over to Ellie, handing her over so she can lay her on the small, paw-shaped bed. Sheโs purring; Your heartโs melting.ย
โI see you havenโt changed your mind.โย
Ellieโs tucking your baby in, โAbout?โ She hums.
โThe shoot.โ You whisper.ย
โWhy would I?โ She faces you and stands. You shrug nonchalantly, but your mindโs racing. You probably found someone worthy of doing it.ย
Ellie inches closer, looking down at you. โConsider it roommate bondingโฆ Featuring adopted cat child.โย
You giggle. She's staring at your smile, all over your face. Into your eyes. Yours flicker down to her mouth. Either you're hallucinating, or sheโs leaning closer. One kiss wonโt hurt.ย
โUmโฆโ She whispers, gaze dropping to the floor. โEarlier I was gonnaโฆ say something.โย
โWhat is it?โย
She shrugs, โโฆ I forgot.โย
โOkay.โ Youโre whispering now. Sheโs staring at your mouth. Her eyes are hypnotizing; There's a universe in them. A forest with trees that grow for eternities, miles and miles of green meadows.ย
โYouโre staring.โ She mutters.ย
โSo are you.โย
Ellie wants to say something. You can see it. But she doesnโt, and neither do you. โGotta get up earlyโฆ Iโll see you tomorrow?โ Her voice cracks.ย
Youโre cheesing and your hearts in your throat. โYes. See you tomorrow.โย
One last toothy grin, sheโs gone into her room, door shutting softly for the first time. You exhale like youโve been holding your breath, already missing her presence.ย
Youโre giddy when you finally climb into bed. You canโt help but think that Ellie is, too.ย
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.*โข.*โข ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ - ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฑ- ๐๐จ๐ฒ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐๐ง ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐จ.
๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ซ! ๐๐ซ๐๐ง, ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐ฌ, ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ค ๐๐จ๐๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ, ๐๐ซ๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ, ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง, ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐ฌ, ๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ฑ๐ก๐ข๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ. ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ง๐๐ง๐๐ฒ (๐๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐), ๐๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐
.*โข.*โข ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐๐ฌ - ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ!๐ญ
โAre you all dressed and ready my love?โ You called out to your two year old daughter as you grabbed all your things. โYes mama! I ready.โ She giggled as she slipped into her crocs but with each shoe on the wrong foot.
You smiled at her goofiness and bent down to help her with her shoes. โYou put them on the wrong feet baby, but Iโll help you.โ You smiled up at her. Obsessed with her cute little face. She was the perfect mixture of you and Eren. Her greens eyes resembling his all the way.
You were running late, but it was your fault. You had forgotten to pack her bag last night, resulting in you running around the house trying to get everything together.
Grabbing her hand, you raced out the house but not before locking it behind you.
โI canโt wait to see Vivi today! She said we would make cookies the last time!โ Aaliyha spouted happily in her car seat. Making you smile at her. You were happy with how comfortable your daughter was with your friend Felicity. Luckily enough she also had a daughter that was a year older than yours. Her name was Vivica but Aaliyha called her Vivi. โCan you try to save mommy some cookies baby?โ
โOtay mama.โ
-
After you dropped her off you raced down to your job. It was a new club that had just opened up about a year ago and it was already pretty popular. ๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐ฌ was the name and you worked their as a bartender/server, but recently youโve been thinking about switching to an aerialist dancer since they a little made more money.
Keeping up with your bills was starting to get a little hard, especially since your daughter was getting older and her expenses were getting more costly by the year.
I wish Eren was here to help me. I probably wouldnโt have to work so hard. Shit, I probably wouldnโt have to do anything if he was here.
But that was just something youโd have to deal with. After all Eren had no idea he even had a daughter to begin with.
Two years ago, when you had found out you were pregnant, you decided to make the biggest decision in your life. Taking a few stacks of his cash you knew he had hidden and disappeared.
Of course you didnโt want to hurt him, but Eren was starting to change into someone you couldnโt recognize and bringing a baby in the mix of who he was becoming scared you.
You see, Eren used to be a sweet boy. Although he was the plug for weed he always had his head on right. That was until he started to deal with heavier drugs. He slowly started to become colder, more detached and distant. . .
I knew he had gone two far when he started to come home late at night when he thought you would be sleeping. Blood being splattered all over him.
Although Eren always kept you away from the dangerous lifestyle he was getting into, you saw what it was turning him into and it was becoming to much for you.
It scared you.
So you left, and havenโt looked back for two whole years.
You did miss him though. He was the best boyfriend youโve ever had. He was always one to spoil you and tell you how beautiful you are. Always catering to your needs. Listening to your opinions and ambitions.
You loved the way he made you feel. So safe and secure.
You missed being in his arms. The way he kissed your neck on all your sweet spots.
The way his fingers scissored your pussy, leaving you drippinโ wet. You missed the way his dick bruised your walls and rubbed your insides with all his curved 8 inch glory.
No matter how many guys you had fucked after you left him, none of them could get you off like Eren did.
Yes you missed him.
Even now. You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter by the moment. Your body burning up just from the memories.
โHey boo, you good?โ Jordan, your coworker asked you. Snapping you out of your lustful thoughts.
โYea girl Iโm fine.โ You tried to reassure her, but she wasnโt fooled. โYou sure? You seem like you got a fever,โ she placed a hand on your forehead. โAnd you feel hot.โ
You smacked your lips, and brushed her hand off. โJ come on, letโs get this money bitch.โ
โMm, let me guess you was thinking about yo ex again.โ Jordan teased you. Placing a hand on her hip as she eyed you. You couldnโt help but crack a smile.
โYea I was thinkingโ bout that nigga.โ You couldnโt help from telling the truth. For some reason the past couple of months heโs been on your mind far more often than not.
Putting your small waistline apron on, you got to work.
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Eren couldnโt believe his eyes. He sat frozen with his hand tightly gripping his glass filled with whisky. He tried to keep his composure as best as he could as to not alert his newest business partner. Eren could feel his heart beating faster and faster in his chest.
He just couldnโt believe it. There you were just across the floor, serving customers. His customers. Who would have thought that after two years, fate would lead you back to him.
โEren?โ Jean called out to him. He glanced in his direction. Jeans eyes subtly moving from the client back to him.
โ๐
๐ซ๐ข๐๐๐ฒ. ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.โ Eren told the two men in grey suits. Soon, Eren would have his own casino on a remote island. There he would host a black market auction that sold only the rarest of treasures.
The two men in grey suits stood up and offered their hands to shake.
Once Eren saw they were out of the club, his attention immediately went back to where you stood. You looked different, but he knew it was you. Heโd never mistake that pretty face for someone elseโs.
Your hair was no longer the long length it had been. It was not cut short and styled in finger waves. Your face sported two new nose piercings along with a few new tattoos from what he could see.
He also noticed that you were no longer the skinny bodied female he knew two years ago. Your breast had gotten heavier. No longer the small B cups. Even your hips had spread. The way your mini skirt clung to you let him see just how big your ass had gotten.
Finally - he thought. Iโve fucking found you.
-
That night, Eren had followed you home. You didnโt live that far from the club and that gave him the satisfaction of knowing just how close you were.
The next day, he had a close friend of his bring up a file on you. To say he was shocked to find out that you had a child was an understatement. He was furious.
It was like he was staring right into he own eyes. She looked just like a mixture of the both of you. Already, Eren could tell that she was his.
He couldnโt help but be upset with you. First you leave unannounced and then you have his daughter and didnโt think to tell him anything. He would have taken care of you guys. He would have given you both the world.
So why. Why did you do it? Why did you leave him?
All these questions that would soon be answered when he had you back. And this time he didnโt plan on letting you go.
-
You had just dropped Aaliyha off at day care for a few hours so that you could get some time to yourself today.
It had been a pretty busy week for you and you needed a small break to recuperate and gather your thoughts. Maybe even do a little self care.
You decide you deserved a nice looong hot steamy shower. So you made your way upstairs and stripped out of your leggings and sports bra. Turning the water to hot, and letting it warm up, you went and grabbed your speaker.
Cleo Sol played in the background as you stepped into your shower, washing all your worries away. The hot water loosening all the stiffness in your back.
30 minutes had passed and you finally decided to wash your body. Grabbing your pomegranate scented soap, you scrubbed the dirt and grime from off of you.
You stepped out of the shower and wrapped your fluffy towel around yourself and wiped your feet of any extra water feeling ten times better than you did before. After doing your face routine, you applied pomegranate scented lotion to your body before leaving your bathroom.
You werenโt really paying attention as you made your way to your dresser. Dropping the towel without a care in the world.
โ๐๐๐ฆ๐ง ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐, ๐โ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง.โ
You halted in your spot. That voice. It couldnโt be. . .
A gasp escaped you as you glanced over your shoulder.
Erensโ piercing green eyes stared right at you. They were menacing. He sat on your bed shirtless, pants unbuttoned with a blunt in his hand already sparked.
โ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ? ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐? ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐.โ He said as he took a hit. You gulped.
You didnโt really know what to say or how to react. Apart of you were happy that he was here. You missed him, but . . . The other part of you was scared. How had he even found you. How had he even got into your apartment!?
Quickly, you fumbled to pick up your towel and wrap it around yourself once you realized you were completely naked in front of him.
This only made him laugh. A smirk playing on his face. This snapped you back into reality. If it was one thing, you hated being laughed at.
โThe fuck is so funny Yeager!?โ You raised your voice at him. Your face filled with an attitude he missed. Just seeing it made his dick jump.
โ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐จ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ.โ He said as he put the blunt out on your pink comforter before standing. It was like he had grown taller. His body was more muscular than it was the last time you seen him. His hair was tied back in a low bun. Something you always thought was sexy on him.
His knuckles sported new tattoos and even a few lingered on his body as well. He pretty much looked the same but something definitely changed about him.
It was like he was a whole different person, and this person is someone you wouldnโt want to cross.
He took a step towards you. โ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐โ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง. ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐โ๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฌ.โ
โ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ.โ He spoke lowly as he took a few more steps.
โ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ซ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ง๐จ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.โ As he said this, you couldnโt help but feel heartbroken for him.
You knew he was angry, you knew he had every right to be, and you were sorry, but you couldnโt fix the past. You werenโt sure that even if you could, you would want too.
You had to remember, you thought you were doing what was best for her. You stared at Eren from underneath your lashes. A pout sitting in your face as he towered over you.
โ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ซ.โ
Now this made tears well up and fall from you. โI-Iโm s-sorry. I d-d, I-I wasnโt trying t-to-โ
He only shushed you. Tilting your tear stricken face upward towards him. โ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.โ Not a second later, he pressed his lipโs against yours with a sizzling need. He gripped the towel you were holding onto, yanking it away from your body.
The sudden change in your body temperature caused you to flinch at how cold it was suddenly. โMm!โ You cried out when he gripped your short tuffs of hair, pulling your head back so he could stick his tongue deeper down your throat.
His hands wandered down and gripped your ass in his large hands. Another thing you missed about him. โ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐.โ Eren spoke in between kissing you. He lifted you into his arms and walked you both to your bed, you sucking on his tongue, devouring his mouth with your own.
It had been so long since youโve felt like this and you were to far gone to have any rational thoughts to stop. He laid you down on the bed before lifting up just to cup your breast.
โ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฌ๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐๐ก.โ He gripped your nipples, twisting slightly, making your body arch up. โ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฌ?โ You nodded, but squealed when he flicked your nipple.
โ๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฒ.โ
โYes Eren, I missed you.โ You couldnโt help but whine. This made him grin. His finger rubbing slow circles around your clit.
โOh yesss!โ
โ๐๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ก, ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ฒ. ๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐..โ He spoke โ slipping two fingers inside you, making a โcome hereโ motion.
Your legs opened wider for him. Your body writhing in pleasure as he took you to a place you havenโt been in a long time.
โOh fuck! Pleeaassee keep doing that!โ
Eren continued his assault on you. Kissing his way down your body until his mouth hovered over your pussy.
โ๐ ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐?โ
โYes daddy! Please, I missed this.โ Your body was shaking as the orgasm pulsed through you. Erens fingers were now coated in your wet creamy cum.
Erens lips latched on to your clit suckling just the way you liked. Your moans grew louder and louder as he did. His tongue lapping up your juices, making the most embarrassing wet noises ever, but you didnโt care.
All you cared about was how good this man was making you feel.
โUh, boss? Do you want us to clear everything out, or take only the important stuff?โ A big hulking figure asked from the door way causing you to scream.
Eren lifted his head from between your legs slowly. He looked behind him with a menacing look that made the big guy take a step back.
โSorry boss, Iโll uh- figure it out.โ He said before tuning and leaving, only for two more guys to come in and start grabbing things from out of your closet. They paid you both no mind. Just simply grabbing what needed to be grabbed and walking out without a glance your way.
โEREN WHAT THE FUCK!โ You yelled. You werenโt so comfortable with men coming in and out of your room while you were naked and being eatinโ out. Eren ignored you though, and lowered his head in between your thighs, licking away like a starved animal.
You tried to hold in your moans as best as you could but another orgasm ripped from you.
โ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ.โ He taunted.
Once he removed himself from your thighs, he took his own pants off with his boxers following. His cock stood at attention. Dripping pre-nut and sporting thick veins. He was ready for you.
You couldnโt help close your legs slightly. It had been a while since you had sex, and you knew this was going to be a little uncomfortable. I doubt Eren was not going to take it easy on you.
โ๐๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฒ/๐ง, ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ.โ
And you did. Slowly but surely you did. โ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ.โ He gripped the back of your knees. Grinding his dick against you a couple of times before he pushed himself inside.
Your hands flew to his abdomen trying to slow down his intrusion but it did little to stop him. He was now fully seethed inside of you. The feeling of being full was so foreign to you but it felt so good.
It felt good to be filled by him again.
โ๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง. ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐?โ
He thrusted into you at a fast pace. You gripped his arms tightly as he assaulted your womb. His ball clapped against your ass in a steady repetitive motion that only added to your lust filled heat.
โ๐๐ฎ๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐?! ๐ ๐๐๐งโ๐ญ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ?โ He asked you again. This time going faster. โAh! Yess, yess daddy! I m-mmissed youuuu!โ
Your third - or fourth orgasm tore through your body once again. Your slick making it easier for him to go deeper.
โYesss โREN! Just like that daddy!โ You could feel him brush against your cervix with every thrust. He groans getting mixed in with our own.
You could tell he was close to nutting. His once hard thrust becoming sloppy but still working your pussy.
โ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ.โ Eren grunted, his nut filling you up with one last thrust. The both of you panting and out of breath.
When he slid from the warmth of your walls, he quickly threw your towel back over you and slipped back into his boxers and jeans, lighting the same blunt he had put out earlier. His men still walking in and out of the room with your things as if nothing ever happened.
โ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐โ๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.โ
๐๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐
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Hood Connie Tales PT 1
(#hood connie being so sweet to his princesa ๐๐ซถ๐พ)
warnings: gun kink??, puerto rican connie, riding, daddy kink, chocking, mention of drugs and guns. (this is so nasty yall) ๐ MDNII!!
mood song (luv this song)
Hood Connie who picks you up at random ass times in the a.m ๐คฆ๐พโโ๏ธ. his light grey 2023 ford mustang BLASTING down your street. whether it be the music or the loud sound of his exhaust, you can always tell when he arrives. (your neighbors have complained multiple times)
Hood Connie who has a nice ass car, all blacked out with dark tinted windows, vegan leather seats, and dark blue leds, paired with red stitching all customized by him. which always smelt like a nice cologne mixed with a low, deep, weed smell. he even got your initials hand sewn into the passenger seat headrest.
Hood Connie who greets his baby with a loong kiss, sucking on your tongue and whining softly when you pull away. โcโmere girl,, wasnโt finished..โhe says in a deep husky tone, closing his eyes and drawing you in for another kiss.โbabyy stawppโ you giggle pushing at his chest, eventually giving into his kisses.
Hood Connie who when pulling out of your driveway, does that sexy thing where he puts his arms on the back of your seat and leans in his, so he can look in his back window, the hairs on his chin look gruff, like he hasnโt shaved ina while.
Hood Connie who pulls up to the nearest McDonalds (the only thing opened at the time) and orders you whatever you want off the menu. he always makes sure you eat even throughout the day while heโs at work.
Hood Connie who works as a mechanic and sometimes sells with his bro eren in his freetime. he doesnโt do it often but still makes hella money off of it when he does.(which ofc he uses to spoil you...and his car)
Hood Connie who isnโt too far into the drug business but still totes a heavy, black, glock 19 since he still has hella opps. opps who would go out of their way to try and hurt his girl and he wont be having that.
Hood Connie who pulls up to yalls favorite spot. a hidden lake that not too many people know about, which is only really used for fishers and kayakers but still hosts a beautiful view, which is even better a night with the stars twinkling off of the glistening dark water.
Hood Connie who lets you eat in silence before he starts to talk. โso wassup mami? did you need something, you seemed worried when you calledโฆโ his voice trailed off, he knew what was wrong he always does. its just that finals week was coming up and you were so stressed with all the studying and pre exams, youve had no time to spend with him. ๐ฅบ
Hood Connie who is not the slightest bit surprised when you swing your leg over the middle console and straddle him as if youโve done it a million times before. wrapping your arms around his waist while leaning into his gun print sitting on his hip, and digging your face into his neck. he smelt good- really good.
Hood Connie who rocks you back n forth feeling up and down your thighs to squeezing your ass. when he hears your meek voice asking him to do the thing.. constance knows exactly what to do.
Hood Connie who reaches for his glock and caresses it on your cheek. when he feels ready he prods the tip on your plump lips until you open up. staring into your low hazy eyes, you begin to suck on the nozzle. sliding the underside of your tongue up and down, admiring the rifts and ridges.
Hood Connie who praises you all the way while you suck on his glock. โthere ya go..suck on that shi good princesa.โ and โgood girl always doing what daddy says.โ which makes him get uber hard when he hears you loudly moan for his praise.
Hood Connie who as your salivating on his gun, starts to touch on your pussy. you wore nothing but a hoodie and slides. connie was surprised to feel there was no kind of cloth clothing your core and he could immediately feel your wet sticky pussy, which was yearning for his touch. โplease touch me papa..hurts there..โ you whine sliding your lips off his glock now.
Hood Connie who lets his princess ride his dick while he holds up his glock to your head, chocking you.
โooo..o-oh shit baby- so deep.โ you sob while he thrusts up once again, continuing his brutal attacks on your pussy.
Hood Connie who might not last with the way your gripping and creaming around him, a white ring forming at his base. โungh...oh fuck- dios mioss..chupando mi mierda bien..โ he damn near screams feeling your cunt cleanch on him- hard this time letting him know your close.
Hood Connie who times his nutt perfectly, to be in sync with yours. he watches as your brows furrow and your mouth opens to form an โoโ not even a drop of sound leaving those lips- until he hears a meek โooo..o- shit daddy..ungh cummingg.โ the grip you have on his dick almost making it impossible for him to pullout in time, cumming on your belly.
Hood Connie who carries wipes and aftercare supplies in his car, cleans you up and makes out with you.you continuing to straddle him for about an hour more till you fell asleep.
Hood Connie who stops by the corner store before dropping you off. leaving you sleeping in the car for a quick minute so he can get some of your favorite snacks.
Hood Connie who drops you off and is elated to hear that you passed your exams next evening, all thanks to him ๐ซถ๐พ๐ฉท.
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super short london slang guide !!
i haven't got a scooby doo about cockney so this is mainly gonna be mle and like the way 14 year old secondary school boys talk oookay let's go (just so yk i am a londonder!!!!!)
direct things to call people (or avoid calling people)
bruv, blud, man, mate, fam (can use in replacement of a pronoun like he, she, you and i or for emphasis โ "man's got a meeting, bruv!")
more on "man" it can be used in plural too โ "us man" or "them man" or "you man"
my g, my guy (for referring someone you are friendly/friends with)
bossman (something you'd call a shop or business owner โ "aye bossman get me the 3 wings and chips yeah")
big man (usually used in a sarcastic friendly but kind of demeaning way, the older cousin of "big guy" โ "oi big man what you sayin' cuz?"
i wasnt going to put these here cause of personal preference but ๐ญ people are gonna use them anyway so i might as well tell you what they mean:
peng (adjective cute/pretty โ "her? she's peng!")
leng (adjective hot/sexy โ "rah, he's leng you know?)
nouns
ting (usually to refer to a girlfriend but can also just mean "thing"... or a knife? โ "don't chat to my ting fam!")
grim (very outdated word for a promiscuous woman โ "she's a grim bruv!")
skeng (gun)
shank, spinner (knife)
paper, Ps, pronounced "peas" (money)
ends (neighbourhood, area โ "if i catch you in my ends yeah")
mandem (group of friends โ "having a laugh at the pub with the mandem" aha)
gyaldem (group of women / female friends)
ganja (weed)
blem (cigarette)
pagan/paigon (snitch or untrustworthy person, not a super common you might wanna use "snake" or "snitch" instead)
wasteman (someone who's useless, a lowlife)
pussio/pussyo (pussy, coward)
other common words and phrases
wagwan, or "wag1" in text (what's up, what's going on)
bare (a lot โ "i got bare problems with him!")
gassed (prideful, full of yourself โ "im actually so gassed, man got promoted"
"and that" (instead of "and stuff" โ "i got links and that")
"allow it" (let something slide โ "i forgot my wallet allow it bossman")
safe (like "alright cool", or as a bye โ "aight safe")
"pattern up" (fix up, get it together)
hard, tight (cool, good, though "hard" is also used in an offensive way โ "bro thinks he's hard, pussio")
blam (to get shot, not actually very common to hear in my experience)
sheffed (up), shanked (to get stabbed)
ahlie (used as an interjection when in agreement with something, similar to phrase "am i lying?")
non-mle specific words i hear sometimes
thick (dumb, stupid)
clapped/tapped (ugly, weird, unattractive)
merk/murk (kill, beat up)
slag, sket (slut)
chav (used to refer to someone of the low social status, associated with violent or rude behaviour)
taking the mick, taking the piss (being annoying)
mad (means crazy obviously but people use it a lot, can have positive and negative connotations โ "that's mad!")
nonce (literally means pedophile / sex offender, do what you will with it ๐ญ)
dickhead, bellend (similar to douchebag)
wanker (used towards someone you dislike, or in a joking way)
geezer (usually to refer to an old man)
also!!!
depending on which communities are predominant in the area, words from other languages can come in / have come in
some words are common with US slang too because they share origins ๐ ain't that cool
there's a lot of influence from jamaican patois due to the history of british jamaicans in london for ex in words like "ting" or "mandem" or "wagwan" (hence why mle is sometimes referred to as "jafrican") and its not strange to hear "bomboclaat" or "bloodclaat" here either
in communities where there's muslims and arabs (especially in east london) you might hear arabic terms like "wallahi", "khalas" or "astagfirullah" (though people debate whether that's cultural appropriation or not)
south asians have also had an influence with words like "gora" or "ganja" though again this is largely area based and the impact of hinglish is also found a lot outside of london
some people have a mix of different dialects! i mainly alternate between mle and estuary (sometimes yorkshire don't ask it is very easy to pick up...)
you're not gonna hear every single word here all the time the usage varies throughout london. the way north and west londoners speak can be v different for example
uhhhh if you wanna learn properly just listen to some grime or sutn . listen to londoners speak!
for some more resources in-depth PLEASE check out these guides made by other british people ! (one and two)
ok that's it bye bye british ppl & londoners feel free to add on! it is midnight rn so ive probably missed stuff lol... dms are open in case you've got any questions or want any help :p
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