#sejanus plinth x reader

[coryosmin]

imagine sejanus running his fingers along your spine while he reads his book. you’re curled up to him, listening to the smooth rumble of his voice as he reads the delicate words off the pages. and eventually, the soothing sound lures you to sleep as you rest your head on his shoulder. sejanus stops when he realizes you’ve fallen asleep, taking a moment to just look at you and study your face before pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead. and the two of you would stay like that for a while until you wake up briefly to sejanus carrying you to the bedroom and tucking you in gently before crawling into bed himself, holding you closely to him.

[thequeenofuselessinformation]

"Not all men" you're absolutely right, Sejanus Plinth would never treat me like this

[coryosbaby]

Life Lessons

Synopsis: helping your best friend fuck your girl can’t be that weird, right?

♡ Content warning . Threesome, pnv, anal (f recieving), degradation, sub! Reader, switch! Coriolanus, dom! Sejanus, creampie, multiple orgasms

Notes: a lil switch! Bisexual! Coryo moment?! Maybe.

Sejanus is his best friend.

Coriolanus’ thoughts run wild with these words, and he thinks consistently and wonders incredibly why his best friend has allowed him to do this— or why Coriolanus himself agrees to this in the first place. Your thighs lay open, skirt and underwear discarded on the bedroom floor, as Coriolanus sits between them. Your cunt is achy and swollen, begging for a cock to fill it while Sejanus lays underneath you. His dick sits throbbing inside your ass as he waits for Coriolanus to slide himself into your wet heat. He waits patiently and coos into your ear as you squirm on him.

“I know,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your neck. “Give him some time, baby, okay? Coryo’s new to this, he’s learning.”

Yes, ladies and gentleman, you heard that right: Coriolanus Snow, the handsome, perfect, golden boy of the capital, is a virgin. And now, he’s letting his best friend’s girl pop his cherry.

And sure, his ego is deflating right now as he strokes his cock and watches Sejanus’ experience. He’ll get that ego back up, though, once he learns. He’ll make sure he outdoes Sejanus in every aspect— he’ll show him, alright.

He growls at that comment, perceived as a snide remark to the blonde even though Sejanus didn’t mean it that way. His cockhead drips with precum and he rubs over it with his thumb as he presses himself against your entrance.

“Shut up, Sejanus,” he grunts. “Know what I’m doing..”

And obviously, he doesn’t. His cock clumsily slips against your hole, making you whine and clench in an attempt to suck his cockhead into you. His chest heaves and he lets out a frustrated sound. But not before his brows furrow and he’s saying, “What are you doing?” to Sejanus as the other boy tries to reach out and touch his cock over your shoulder. He pulls his body out of reaching distance, and Sejanus rolls his eyes and attempts to grab him again. Coriolanus slaps his hand away, confusion glazing his features. Calmer now, Sejanus holds out his hand and his eyes grow soft as Coriolanus’ face flushes with embarrassment.

“Cmon,” Sejanus says. “Trust me, Coryo.”

And he does. He trusts him so much that he can’t have room to trust anyone else. So hesitantly, shyly, he grabs Sejanus’ fingers after a moment, and settles them around the base of his cock. He moves his hips forward as Sejanus easily finds your hole without even having to look. He presses the tip of Coryo’s cock into you, and his mouth falls open at the new sensation. You look up at him with doe eyes, and although your true love is Sejanus, you’re happy that you can help Coryo take what he needs.

“Fuck..” Coriolanus grunts, shaky, pressing himself further and further into you. “Is it always this…tight?”

Sejanus chuckles, lifting his hips as if remembering the feeling of your cunt.

“Always. Especially with her. She’s always grippin’ my cock like a fuckin’ vice.” And then after a moment, a small grunt sounds from him as he grips your ass cheeks in his hands. “Even back here.. still has such a tight little hole.”

Coriolanus groans, his hips rocking into you. His balls press against your skin, and he’s all the way inside now. But it feels so good, he doesn’t want to blow his load in the next five seconds, so he goes as slow as possible. You mewl against Sejanus as he begins to move, his cock pummeling your tight little asshole while Coryo begins to speed up his thrusts in your weepy cunt. He can’t help it, now. Your pussy feels too good.

Sejanus watches as Coryo grabs your thighs desperately with his hands, and smiles.

“That’s it. Fuck her just like that.”

And god, Coryo knows it’s fucked up but Sejanus’ approval just makes him even more desperate. He grunts as he watches your cunt swallow him whole.

“Coryo,” you cry out to him. “Please, hard. Wan’ it hard in my pussy, give it to me..”

Coryo becomes confident, a small chuckle leaving his lips.

“Yeah?” He whispers. He begins to pummel you, skin slapping skin, shoving his nose right into your neck, and he doesn’t care if he isn’t giving Sejanus room to move. All he’s thinking about is how good your walls feel wrapped around him. “Greedy bitch wants another guy’s cock in her tight little pussy?”

You moan, nodding your head yes, and sejanus’ hands wrap around your neck suddenly. His cock twitches in you, the sight of his girl getting fucked by his best friend turning him on a lot more than he cares to admit.

“Kiss him,” he breathes. “Kiss him, baby, let me see.”

And of course you obey, your lips colliding with Coriolanus’ desperately, your tongue scraping the roof of his mouth as throaty moans sound from him. His cock kicks, once, twice, and he’s cumming and it’s the greatest sensation he’s ever experienced in his life as he fills you up rope after rope with warm, sticky cum.

Looking down as his orgasm slows, he looks at your blissed out face, the sudden orgasm providing him satisfaction but not quite enough.

No, this isn’t enough at all. He needs to fuck you more, he needs to use you over and over until he trains himself to fuck you long and hard. He growls, grabbing your thighs and pushing your legs over your head as his sensitive cock moves inside you again. From this angle he can see Sejanus’ cock too, slowly but surely rutting into your ass.

“Slut,” Coriolanus spits. “Fucking slut. Look at you, you just love being fucked like a useless little bitch, don’t you?”

You cry out, the sensations too much but you know you still need to cum. And luckily, there your sweet boy is— Sejanus, his fingers reaching around to hastily rub at your clit. Coriolanus grunts, pushing his fingers away and replacing them with his own.

He rubs them in fast circles, and your pussy pulls taut as you orgasm all over his thick length. Coriolanus grins, proud of himself as he sees you fall apart.

“That’s it,” he says. “Good girl. Cum on my cock.”

Your tongue lolls out, and the man spits onto it as he pounds you, fast thrusts soon giving way to slower ones as his hips stutter and he creams inside you for a second time. He relaxes against your wrecked body, sighing out as he pulls out and his cum spills out of your raw fucked hole.

His eyes connect to Sejanus’, and the boy seems proud but also angry. Coriolanus gets the message to move out of the way, and with strong arms Sejanus lifts up your body and slams you down onto the mattress. His cock moves desperately, chasing the high he’s been craving, and he grabs your wrists and pulls them behind your back as he fucks you from behind.

All the while, his jaw is clenched and he’s looking at Coriolanus with a fire in his hazel eyes. He has a bone to pick with him later for taking his girl’s orgasm as his own.

And as he watches the blonde’s cock get hard against his stomach for a third time, he knows exactly how he’s going to solve it.

[princessbellecerise]

What’s Mine Is Yours

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summary | Sejanus and Coriolanus are brothers. What belongs to Sejanus also belongs to Coryo—including you. Or in which your boyfriend’s best friend fucks you

warnings | smut, cuckholding, loss of virginity (f.), creampie, dirty talk, manipulation, pet names, choking, 18+ ONLY

this fic is eighteen plus. minors do not enter

divider by @princessbellecerise

Coriolanus Snow did not like Sejanus Plinth. Anyone with a brain could see that—expect maybe the boy himself, but it wasn’t because of the reason most people thought.

Sure, Coriolanus thought he was annoying and he hated him because he was district, but that wasn’t the only reason.

In fact, the main reason was you—Sejanus’ long time girlfriend that had caught Coryo’s eye the minute he saw you.

It was during your first year at the academy, and of course he had spotted you on Sejanus’ arm, looking beautiful in a white dress while Sejanus wore a white suit to match.

Coriolanus didn’t even know who you were, but he was fascinated by you and the the aura of innocence that you held which captivated the man. The whole night, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you and even when you had left, you plagued his mind.

It drove him crazy, and Coriolanus made it his mission from then on out to get closer to you. Of course, it was difficult seeing as you were all over Sejanus and even by your final year, the two of you were still painfully in love.

It made Coriolanus sick to see the two of you together, knowing that a district boy like Sejanus didn’t deserve someone so kind and pure. You were as pure as snow he liked to think; only good enough for him.

It was him that you belonged with; him that you belonged to. Sure, maybe you didn’t see it yet, but Coryo made a vow that you would. Sooner or later, he would devise a plan to get you away from Sejanus, away from the man that didn’t deserve you.

Coryo would have you all to himself before you knew it, and he did.

For as smart and you and Sejanus were, you never even saw him coming. Neither of you suspected that the man that you both had befriended in your second year, the friend that you had invited to your homes and dined with would end up becoming closer than that.

Sure, you always knew that the bond between the three of you was special, but never did you imagine that it would be this special. You and Sejanus had a plan. After graduating, you were going to get married and of course, it was only then would the two of you finally have sex for the first time.

The two of you vowed to wait for each other, wanting to make it special but now all of that was out the window as Coriolanus and your boyfriend stared at you.

A slight smirk adored Coryo’s pale face while Sejanus’ tan face looked worried. Worried that he had possibly overwhelmed you or even scared you by proposing what he did. Proposing…well you could hardly even thinking about it without your body heating up. It felt wrong; getting warm inside at the idea of your best friend, of your boyfriend’s best friend, taking your virginity.

But you did.

No matter how scared or confused you felt in that moment, you still felt a fire in your belly that you had never felt before. Looking at Coryo, seeing him in that light for the first time and being allowed to…

It almost made you say yes before Sejanus spoke up.

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to,” He told you reassuringly, and even though Coryo felt his eye twitch in annoyance he didn’t say anything as you talked to your boyfriend. “If you’re uncomfortable with any of this, we can easily leave and—”

“I want to.”

Coryo wasn’t expecting those words to fly out of your mouth, and he relished in the way you almost seemed ashamed for speaking too quickly. You seemed…eager, if he wasn’t mistaken, which only excited him more to know that you wanted this.

You wanted his cock to be your first time, not Sejanus’. You wanted him over the man you loved and planned to marry since you met him. You chose him to give yourself to, not Sejanus, and there were no words to describe how he felt as Sejanus finally nodded.

Coryo started off slow. First, he leaned in and his lips met yours in a delicate kiss, unlike him but he wanted to make sure that he didn’t scare you off.

He wanted make sure that you were comfortable so that you or Sejanus didn’t back out of this. He had gotten this far; manipulated Sejanus into thinking that this would the best, and Coryo would be damned if he didn’t see it though.

He would be damned if he didn’t get to feel you; to taste you and to take you. He’d be damned if you weren’t wrapped around his cock by the end of the night, so he went slow and he almost let you take the reigns.

It was an illusion, you having control, but you didn’t know that so you were able to control the kiss to your liking. At first, you remained hesitant as Sejuanus’ lips had been the only ones you’d ever tasted, but after a few seconds of being pressed against Coryo, you quickly began to let go.

It was almost too easy to get you to kiss back, your lips moving against his in a pace that surprised even him. Even though this is what he wanted, Coroy never thought that it would be something you’d crave as well.

He never thought that you’d have eyes for anyone other than Sejanus, but alas that wasn’t true as you allowed him to lay you back on the bed.

The pretty little skirt that Sejanus had told you to wear at Coryo’s suggestion, rode up ever so slightly and you gasped into the kiss as one of Snow’s hands came to trace your thigh.

His pale hand was cold, but not unpleasant as he creeped in and went higher and higher to your panties. You had never done this before, so you relinquished the control you thought you had and let him do his thing since obviously he knew more than you.

For a moment, you hated yourself for the jealousy you felt, imaging him doing this with someone else, but that quickly went away as Coryo finally reached your white panties and touched you in a way that made you gasp.

“Oh!”

“Shh,” Coryo pulled away from your lips and smirked as he looked down at your flustered expression, loving the way your (E/C) eyes widened and looked at him with utter lust.

God, it was so easy to make you come undone and Coroy was excited to continue to see how far he could push you. In the corner, you breifly saw your boyfriend take a seat in a nearby chair as Coryo reached in and lightly tugged on your panties.

They were soaked, as he expected, and you were a little embarrassed at how damp and hot you felt for him down there. Looking at Sejanus should’ve caused you some type of guilt, but it only turned you on more to see the pained expression on his face, his own lust shining through as he zipped down his pants.

He began to take his cock out just as your own sex was exposed, the cold air making you shiver. You watched with your chest heaving as Coriolanus pulled them off, stuffing the white material in his back pocket before spreading your legs.

“Is this okay pretty girl?” He asked softly, and a tenderness you’ve never seen before seeped out. Coryo looked genuinely concerned before he touched you, and you hated to say how much it made your heart flutter.

Quickly, you took a look at Sejanus and he nodded as he began to stroke himself. The sight made your mouth water, only making it easier to say yes to Coryo as you breathed out.

“Please,” You quietly begged him, and not even a second after that was Coriolanus complying with your wishes and using his long fingers to touch you for the first time. He stroked in between your folds and you moaned as Coriolanus panted, his own cock growing harder at your wetness.

He decided to take it further and touched you again, this time pressing his thumb against your clit which made you jolt. Gasping, sly blue eyes met yours and before you could even blink, you were experiencing a pleasure that you had never felt before.

Snow decided to keep his thumb on your clit, rubbing soft circles while his other fingers teased your hole.

You grew nervous as he slowly gathered your wetness and looked at you for permission to go ahead. In the corner, Sejanus waited with anticipation for your head to slowly nod, and then he watched you moaned, your back arching as Coriolanus started to fuck you with his fingers.

Like the kiss, he took it slow and only filled you with one finger to start you off. He knew that you were a virgin and he doubted that you had ever even used your own fingers. You couldn’t have, cause fuck you felt tight around him.

Coryo could barely fit one finger in, and he had no clue how you were going to take his cock but he was beyond excited to find out. He didn’t want to loosen you too much because he wanted to feel you and open you up on his cock, but he did want you to relax a little.

You were too tense, face scrunched up at the intrusion and your chest had started heaving. You grabbed his hand for some comfort but Coryo pulled away, shaking his head and nodding ever so slightly in Sejanus’ direction.

“I want you to hold his hand while I fuck you with my fingers,” Coryo leaned down to purr in your ear, and you shivered as he pumped his finger faster while waiting on you to make a move. You did, and shakily your hand reached out to clasp Sejanus’ who had no problem holding it.

He used one had to hold onto you, and the other was still stroking himself as he watched Coryo please you with his finger. He watched as you shivered and moaned, your back arching slightly when Coryo added one more or when he sped up.

You could hardly think as his long digits stroked something inside of you that made you want to scream. Coryo stroked a fire that you didn’t even know had been lighted, leaving you yearning for it to be quenched.

Despite yourself, you started to grind yourself against his fingers to try and chase that feeling faster. Between Coryo pumping his fingers in and out of you and playing with your clit, you started to get closer and close to something that nearly blinded you with pleasure. You didn’t know what it was, but Coryo did, and he smirked as he finally brought you to your first ever orgasm.

A sound like no other left your pretty lips, and Coryo was smug as he watched Sejanus and you experience it. He watched as your boyfriend pumped his cock faster at the sound of your moans, unable to control his own. Seeing Coryo bring you to pleasure must’ve fueled him, but if Sejanus took pleasure in that, then he’d really cum once he saw what Coriolanus was about to do to you.

Once you had come down from your high, your vision felt blurry and your body felt on cloud nine but somehow, you still felt Coryo’s lips on yours and you kissed him back.

On your end, it was passionate, your lips moving in sync as your mind numbly tried to recover.

Everything was hazy, but it felt so good that you couldn’t help but to succumb to the pleasure of it all and accidentally forget that Sejanus was holding your hand. In your mind, all you could feel was Coryo; his fingers, his lips, his cock as he unbuckled his pants and freed himself.

It was only him, and your mouth watered as he pulled away and you got a glimpse of his gorgeous cock.

It slapped against his stomach almost painfully, the tip red, angry and leaking with pre-cum. His cock showed his true emotions even if Coriolanus did not; showing you that he was just as excited and eager about this as you.

Out of nervousness, you couldn’t help but to comment, “I didn’t know that you were a natural brunette,” which made Coriolanus laugh despite himself.

“There’s a lot that you don’t know about me sweetling,” He told you mischievously, but before you could even think about what that meant, you were distracted as he laid down and positioned himself at your entrance.

Nerves pooled in the pit of your stomach and you gripped Sejanus’ hand tight as Coryo captivated your eyes. He didn’t kiss bother to lean down to kiss, as he wanted to watch your face from the moment he entered you. He wanted to see very emotion, watch every expression, so he made you were looking at him and only him as he hovered over you.

“Are you ready?” He asked one last time, and instinctively you nodded as his hand came up to stroke your hair.

“Yes,” You found yourself breathing out all of your nerves with one breath, and before you could change your mind, Coriolanus began to sink his cock into you. His hips guided themselves and he was lucky that he had your wetness to help him, because fuck you had the tightest cunt he had ever felt.

You sucked him in easily enough, just like you were made for him, but there was still some resistance which Coryo knew you felt as you whimpered.

Underneath him, tears kissed your eyes and you squeezed Sejanus’ hand as hard as you could, but that wasn’t enough to distract you from the pain that you felt. It felt like Coriolanus was splitting you in half with his cock, pushing past your barriers which was easy for him, but difficult on you.

You ended up having to rip your hand away from Sejanus and instinctively, you wrapped one hand around Snow’s back and the other flew down to your cunt to try and relive some of the pressure.

Coryo looked down at you disapprovingly as you tried to stop him, gently grabbing your hand and shaking his head.

“Move your hand pretty girl,” He demanded softly, and you hiccuped as your cunt struggled to take him. “I’m only gonna tell you this once.”

He wasn’t mean, but his tone was warning enough to make you pull away, allowing him to sink deeper while you cried softly. He was quick to wipe your tears away, taking in your scrunched up face and pretty lips. They were parted and making the most gorgeous sounds he had ever heard as he made sure to sink deeper and deeper.

Regardless if you could take him, Coryo was determined to make himself fit. Determined to be a perfect match for your cunt, so even though he wanted to protest, he allowed you to wrap your legs around him, and your arms, in order to hold him close. You wanted to feel him, to feel loved by him in the moment and you did.

At least, you thought you did.

Your faces pressed together, his lips kissing your forehead as he finally grabbed your fingers and laced them together. You thought it was a romantic gesture, but Coryo found it easier to move now that your arms weren’t around him.

He found it easier to distract you by telling you sweet nothings, poison dripping from his lips which you believed and you didn’t even realize what he was doing until it was too late.

Coryo got you right where he wanted you, and once you stopped resisting he took the chance to sink himself inside of you, filling you to the hilt while his moans masked your cries.

“That’s it sweetling. You take my cock so well, I knew you would,” He cooed as he kissed your cheeks, tasting the tears and enjoying them as you squeezed his hands. Not only that, your cunt squeezed him as well, fluttering in desperation at the unfamiliar intrusion.

Really it was your own fault for allowing him so deep, since you had been the one to wrap your legs around him and pull him closer. In your desperate attempt for his touch, you had ended up taking him all the way, and now Coriolanus finally got what he wanted as he began to fuck you.

The lewd sounds of his cock disappearing into your cunt filled the room, skin on skin making you both uncomfortable and turned on. The guilt you felt earlier about wanting Coryo returned, and you felt guilty that you were wet for him, so needy and desperate for his touch.

Breifly you wondered what Sejanus must think now that Coryo had fully claimed you, and when you turned your head to look at him, he had his eyes closed, his own moans spilling out.

Gently, Coryo grabbed your face and made you look at him.

“Focus on me, pretty girl. Only me. I’m the one that’s making you feel this good, yeah? I’m the one that’s claimed this little cunt. Not him,” The demanding tone was back, and you whimpered as his fingers tightened a little painfully. “Say it for me. Say that I own this cunt, and let him fucking hear it,” Coryo growled, fucking you faster as your nails raked down his back. It wasn’t hard enough to draw blood, but it was enough to make him hiss, laughing lightly at the pain. “Go on. I wanna hear you say it. Tell Sejanus that you belong to me.”

“I belong to you, Coryo,” You moaned out as loud as you could, not sure if your boyfriend could hear you but Coroy sure could.

“Louder,” He demanded as his hand moved to your throat.

Your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head in pleasure as your breaths came out under his control. You felt more alive than you ever had before, completely immersed in a pleasure that was indescribable. The pain that you felt previously still lingered, but it was also mixed in with the pleasure of his cock hitting just the right spots over and over again.

Just like with his fingers, Coryo had found the fire inside of you and you didn’t care what you had to say or do to get to that peak again.

“I belong to you, Coryo! Only you,” You sobbed as soon he took his hands off your throat, feeling a little lightheaded but competent enough to lean up and try to kiss him. Coryo dodged your attempts smugly, liking the way your face fell for a second before grabbing you himself and kissing you roughly.

His tongue immediately made its way inside of your mouth, the kiss messy and desperate but you loved it. You loved the way he felt against you, the way he felt inside of you, pounding into your tight cunt. You liked that he didn’t treat you as delicate and just took what he wanted, claiming you for his own when your boyfriend didn’t have the guts to.

You could still hear Sejanus’ moans as you kissed Coriolanus passionately, leaning up slightly and letting him pull you closer for once.

He let go of your hands and surprisingly placed your arms around him, causing you to grip him tight as he moaned in your mouth. In return, he lifted you slightly and wrapped his own arms around you, holding you close so there was no separation between the two of you. None at all.

It was the most passion that he had showed you all night, and while you appreciated it, desperately taking what you could get, you also had a feeling as to why as you felt his cock twitch inside of you.

You didn’t know much about sex, but you did know that men came to their peak too and you suspected that Coryo was close.

The way he was starting to slow down, his thrusts becoming sloppy and his behavior becoming erratic, it was only a matter of time before all three of you came to your peak.

Sejanus was still watching you both, close to his high as he watched Coryo rock in and out of you. The sight of the two of you combined, kissing each other and holding one another like you and Coryo were a couple instead of you and him, made his heart pang.

It made his chest squeeze and his ego deflate as Snow pulled away, demanding that you tell him that you were his, that he owned your cunt in a way that Sejanus never would while looking right at him.

But that wasn’t even the worst blow.

The worst of it came when Snow leaned down, hiking up your shirt so that your tits were exposed to him. Your whole body was on display for him, being touched by only him, and when he was done taking your sensitive buds between his teeth Coryo had a final question.

“Where do you want me princess?” Coryo asked you gently, sweat dripping off his forehead as his hips connected with yours. He had a sneaking suspicion of what would end up happening anyways, but he needed to hear you say it for his own sake. He wanted to hear you say it, wanted it to come from your mouth so that Sejanus would know that this was what you wanted, not just him.

“Inside. I want you inside, please Coryo,” You begged him, and Coryo wanted to hear you say exactly that, so that Sejanus would know there was a reason he was breaking their one rule.

“Don’t finish inside of her, I at least want that experience to myself,” Sejanus had warned him, and now here he was, balls clenching and your cunt squeezing around him as Coryo moaned and finally spilled himself inside of you.

He made sure that he was buried to the hilt, made sure that Sejanus was watching as he delivered one last blow and took away that from him, too.

His thick seed shot out and coated your walls, and shortly after that the dam inside of you broke and soon you were creaming all over Coriolanus’ cock as well.

The sweet sounds you let out were something that he relished, something that sent Sejanus over the edge as he finally came. His groans mixed in with your own as his seed spilled onto his hand, while Coryo snapped his hips to fuck his cum back into you.

He didn’t want a single drop to be spilled, so for a few seconds he held your face, kissed you, brushed away the sweaty hair from your face, and then settled for holding your hand until he was sure that your cunt swallowed every last drop.

Only then did Coryo finally roll off of you, relinquishing your body to Sejanus’ open arms like before.

But, as he expected, when your boyfriend reached for you and asked if you were okay, your glazed over eyes could only hold Coryo’s gaze, only sought his approval and praise as you finally came down from your high.

“I’m fine, Sej,” You said quietly, looking at the spot where your arousal and blood wetted the sheets.

It was evidence of what just happened. Evidence that Coriolanus’ plan had worked. Because not only did he plan to be your first, he also planned to be your last.

Sejanus would no longer have your heart after this. After this, Coriolanus had no doubt that you would run to him eventually, begging to be with the man that was your first.

He could already see it in your eyes, feel it in the way you lingered around him instead of taking Sejanus’ outstretched hand.

A small smirk rose on his face as he thought smugly of what the aftermath would bring.

And today was just the start.

[phefics]

peeta mellark is gentle and romantic. he doesn’t want to seduce you, he wants to worship you. he’ll wine and dine you, bring you home, take off your heels and rub your sore feet, kiss his way up your legs, before eating your pussy until you cum twice, shouting his name. he might need a little guidance, his tongue fumbling for your clit, but once he finds it, he won’t leave it alone until you’re spent. then, he’ll cuddle up to you and let you sleep on his chest.

gale hawthorne is dominant and cool. he’ll bend you over a table and fuck you from behind, which would be impersonal if he weren’t kissing your shoulders and back, muttering sweet nicknames the whole time. he thinks his cock is enough to make you cum, and sometimes he’s right. his rough, calloused hands grip your hips hard, but his kisses are sweet.

finnick odair is cocky and wicked. he’ll spoil you in rich food and flashy jewelry, pick you up and carry you to bed. he knows every way to make you cum, but he purposefully teases, keeping you on edge, desperate and begging for him. he fucks you good, holding your hand as the mattress creaks with his every thrust. he laughs when you whine for more, but obliges, fucking harder, deeper. after you’ve both cum, he’ll drag you to bathe with him, washing your hair for you before carrying you back to bed.

coriolanus snow is arrogant and selfish. he smirks at you across the room, entices you with those blue eyes. he gets you into a quiet room, maybe even a closet, and pins you against the wall. he sucks marks into your neck and chest, all teeth, before hoisting you up, his hands on your ass, fucking you rough and fast. he finishes inside you, panting. after he’s finished, maybe he’ll ask your name, maybe promise to see you again.

sejanus plinth is devoted and careful. he’s gentle, mostly, but if you tell him that you like it rough, he will happily oblige. he likes to take it slow, building you up before he fucks you, using his fingers or his tongue to get you nice and wet. if you ask nicely, he’ll even let you cum before his cock has even left his pants. but once he’s inside you, he’s feral. messy, desperate kisses, gently squeezing at your throat. after all is said and done, he’ll kiss your neck where his fingers once were, tell you he’s sorry for being rough, that you’re perfect.

[murdrdocs]

i wanna be the first girl that lets sejanus cum inside and hear him just keep whimpering out thank yous while he does it :(

sejanus is addicted to your cunt.

he can’t ever get enough, always desperately begging to fuck you just once more after a round. and each time, he has to will himself to pull out. his pretty face scrunches up, his blunt nails dig into your skin, you can see and feel his hesitation, and then he pulls out and instead cums on your inner thigh or stomach.

but then there’s this once, just this one time where he’s fucking you so good and so deep and you’ve been needing him more than usual so you hook your ankles behind his back and beg for him to cum inside. not like you need to beg, all it takes is one firm request and he’s doing what you asked for with one particularly punctuated thrust.

his babbles are almost incoherent, but nonetheless dizzying:

“thank you. thank you so much, baby. feels so good. you’re so good to me. you’re the first — ah — the first one who’s ever…” his words taper off without a true end as he buries his head in the crook of your neck, breath hot against your already blazing skin with each pant he takes. with an almost tranquil nature, you’re running your hand through his short dark curls and kissing his cheek and forehead, refusing to let up on your pressure at his lower back.

not like he’s complaining.

[dark-fics-4-you]

Keeping the Peace

credit to @jadiwrites for helping write the blowjob scene

dark!Peacekeeper!Coriolanus Snow x f!Reader with a side of dark!Sejanus Plinth (only one scene for Sejanus)

Warnings: smut, noncon (dead dove do not eat), forced sex, forced oral (m!recieving), reader is held up at gunpoint, unprotected sex, degradation, slight spit kink, kidnapping, violence, misogyny, free use themes, abuse of power, power imbalance

The sky over district 12 was cloudy and grey the first time you ever took notice of Coriolanus Snow.

Growing up in the aftermath of the districts’ rebellion meant that you had barely known a life that wasn’t ruled by Peacekeeping grunts. Your memories before then were murky, you could remember a difficult life without many pleasures or much to eat, followed by periods of war, when food was even harder to come by.

You could remember countless faceless Peacekeepers blurring together, all of them looked the same to you. Just a bunch of capitol brutes who struck fear into the heart and souls of everyone in your district, yourself included. You had learned at a young age to never talk to, or talk back to, a Peacekeeper.

Even making eye contact with a Peacekeeper was never a good idea, any facial expression that implied dissent could be punished. After all, who would question the word of a Peacekeeper over some district scum, as they often liked to call you.

However, as you made your way across the market, trading some leather for food and purchasing several jugs of water and any medicine you could, you couldn’t shake the burning feeling that you were being watched, maybe even followed.

You glanced around the crowded market, trying to catch the eye of whoever might be watching you, but you couldn’t figure it out. You had convinced yourself that you had to be paranoid, that you were just working yourself up over nothing, when you finally spotted him.

He was standing several yards away from you, and despite the many people in the busy market, his cold, blue eyes were trained on you. This Peacekeeper seemed on edge, like he was hoping for a fight to break out just so he could break it apart.

You felt a shiver pass through your body, averting your eyes immediately to avoid any suspicions from falling on to you.

It had to be a coincidence, you catching him staring at you once didn’t mean anything really, but something about the look in his eyes made you feel profoundly anxious for reasons you couldn’t identify.

You spent the entire walk to your house glancing over your shoulder to make sure you weren’t being followed, and when you finally got to your house and closed the door behind you, even the safe walls of your home couldn’t calm your nerves for hours.

The second time that you took notice of Coriolanus Snow was a week after the incident in the market, but this time he got much closer to you.

You had been on a nighttime walk in the woods, trying to clear your head after the stressful shift you had just worked at the bar.

Your boss had yelled at your several times, threatening to cut your already measly pay if you messed up another order, but it wasn’t your fault that all the men who came into the bar harassed you so much that you could hardly remember if a certain order of beers went to the table where the red-faced pigs called you a whore or to the table of rowdy men that kept smacking your ass every time you walked by.

Unfortunately, you couldn’t quit. You and your family were barely surviving as it was, your mother too ill to work and your brother was too young.

You were so consumed in thought that you didn’t hear the rustling of the branches nearby.

“I don’t think you’re supposed to be out here this late, young lady.”

You spun around, fear shooting through your body when you came face to face with a familiar pair of blue eyes.

The peacekeeper towered over you, and your heart skipped a beat when he took a step closer. His helmet was gone now, allowing you a glimpse at his blond buzz cut.

“Don’t you know there’s a curfew right now? You could get into serious trouble if I reported you to my superiors.” The man’s voice was low and threatening, his eyes sharp and determined.

“I’m sorry,” you replied quietly, trying to make yourself sound as non-argumentative as possible. Fear was pulsing through your veins. You had heard about the kind of things Peacekeepers would do to the districters that pissed them off, and you were terrified of something bad happening to you when you knew no one else could take care of your family.

“I just wanted to take a walk. I’m not doing anything wrong.”

He took a step closer and your fear rooted you in place. Coriolanus studied you for a moment, his lips twitching into a scowl.

“What’s your name?”

“Y/N Y/L/N, sir.” Your heart was hammering in your chest. “Am I in trouble?”

“Depends, Y/N. Turn around and put your hands on that tree.”

“What?” Your eyes widened before nervously glancing around. You were still a 10 minute walk from the town, and 15 from your house. An area this remote was not one anyone would be visiting for hours. There was no one else around this late at night, and the cool breeze now gave you chills.

“Did I stutter?” He took another step towards you, crowding your space, and you backed away from him in fear. You didn’t miss the way that his hand came to rest on the pistol at his hip. “I said, turn around and lean against that tree, I need to search you for counterfeit goods.”

You had been searched by Peacekeepers before, but this was different. Before, it had always occurred in the market or the main square, but now you found yourself all alone in the dark, completely at the mercy of this stranger who held absolute power and authority above you.

You took a breath to calm yourself, trying to tell yourself that you were fine. That he was just going to search you and then let you leave. You turned your back to him and placed your hands on the large tree in front of you.

When he moved closer to you, chest practically pressing to your back before he had begun to search you, you took in a sharp breath. Why was he so close to you? Had the Peacekeepers always conducted their searches like this?

His large hands came to your waist, patting around the fabric of your clothes, circling your waist before returning to your sides. They trailed lower, grabbing at the cloth of your skirt before passing over your hips. His hands ghosted over your ass for just a moment before moving to your legs. It was so quick you weren’t even sure if it had actually happened or if you imagined it.

When he was satisfied with checking your lower body, his hands returned to your waist, climbing up the sides of your ribcage.

You yelped in surprise when you felt his large hands cover your chest, roughly squeezing your tits as he held his body close to you. This time, you felt no doubt at all about whether he knew he was doing. You couldn’t move, terrified of what he might do if you tried to break away from him.

You skin crawled when his lips pressed to your neck, smooth voice whispering into your ear, “just need to be thorough.”

He inhaled deeply through his nose, giving your breasts one final pinch before pushing you against the tree and stepping back.

You spun around to look at him, back pressed to the rough bark and eyes fearful.

He looked amused as he stared down his nose at you and you were both quiet for a few moments before he spoke again.

“Don’t let me catch you breaking curfew again, Miss Y/L/N.” His voice was cold and hard. “Now get out of here before I change my mind and decide to write you up.”

You shuddered at what it might mean if he caught you again, but you didn’t have time to think about it, because when he stepped aside to let you past him, you ran the entire way home, bolting all of the doors when you got there.

You came to learn through passing that his name was Coriolanus Snow. Several of your friends had experienced run ins with him before, but nothing like what had happened to you.

After the night that he searched you in the woods, you started to notice him everywhere. He must have figured out your daily and weekly schedule, because even though you had started to try avoiding him, he was always at the market when you went shopping and you found that he had been stationed outside of the bar you worked at every night you were on the schedule.

You grew to expect the feeling of his eyes following you everywhere, although that didn’t mean it unnerved you any less.

One night, completely exhausted from your shift, you exited the bar in a hurry, forgetting to do your usual sweep to scan for Coriolanus lurking around.

Wanting to take the shortest route possible, you opted to head through the dimly lit alleyway behind the bar.

“Get any good tips tonight, Y/N?” The voice from behind washed over you like a bucket of cold water.

You turned to see Coriolanus leering above you, blocking the way you had came, a triumphant smirk plastered on his face. The sounds of the bar were muffled but still loud and raucous, although the only thing you could hear was your heart beating quickly in your chest.

You cleared your throat, trying to hide the shakiness in your voice, “No, not really.”

“Mm, tough night?” He asked, voice lighter now, but it didn’t do anything to make you feel better.

“Every night is here,” you responded, nodding your head to the bar behind you.

“I bet,” the taller man answered, inching closer to you as he did. “Why don’t you pull out your wallet, sweetheart?” Although it was phrased more like a statement than a question.

“My wallet?” You repeated nervously, reaching for your purse slowly.

He grinned as he snatched the bag from your hands and started to rifle through it. “I mean, you said you didn’t make any good tips tonight, so I figured you wouldn’t miss ‘em.”

“But I need that money!” You huffed with frustration. “My Ma’s sick! She needs medicine all the time.”

Coriolanus chucked darkly, starting to grow annoyed, “You think I give a fuck about whether your Ma lives or dies?” He grabbed the handful of cash that you had been saving up for weeks and stuffed it into his pocket.

“Hmm, seems like a lot of money, Y/N. I wonder how a simple waitress could have made so much?”

“That’s my money I’ve been saving! I told you, it’s for my Ma, I’m just trying to get her better treatments, please!” You pleaded with him, tears beginning to form at your waterline.

He just shook his head, tsk-ing like he was disappointed in you. “First you broke curfew, and now this, Y/N? You’re lucky I’m feeling generous tonight. I’m taking this money and letting you off with another warning. Unless of course, you wanna give me a reason to search you again.”

Coriolanus towered above you, drinking you in with amused eyes and enjoying the frustration written all over your face, “How does that sound?”

You bit your tongue, rage boiling inside you, “fine,” you answered through gritted teeth.

He threw your now empty purse at you, before moving to let you pass. As you walked by him, however, his hand shot out to roughly slap your ass, and you could still hear his chuckles echoing off the walls as you ran out of the alley with tear stained eyes.

Two days after that incident, you returned home from a double shift at the bar to madness. You needed to make up for the money that Coriolanus had taken from you somehow, and now you were working yourself to the bone to try to cover for the unexpected loss.

You were shocked to find the place swarming with Peacekeepers who were tearing your home apart. You entered slowly, not wanting any trouble from them, but needing to check on your ma and little brother.

“What’s going on?” You demanded of one of the Peacekeepers, but you got no answers.

Well, not until an all too familiar face emerged from your room with something clutched in his hand. His piercing blue eyes found you immediately, but his face remained hardened. Your mouth dropped in surprise when you realized what he was holding.

“This room is clear,” he announced loudly, not breaking his eye contact as you watched him stuff a pair of your panties into his pocket.

A horrible chill passed through your body and you felt like you could be sick. Why of all people was he choosing to target you? What had you ever done to him to warrant any of this?

Your brother began to cry when they entered his room, and you hugged him tight, brushing your fingers through his hair and quietly singing a lullaby to calm him. You nervously glanced at your mother, who was seated in the kitchen with you.

“Y/N Y/L/N?”

Your head snapped to Coriolanus, who gestured for you to come over to him. You pressed a kiss to your brother’s head before standing and crossing over to him, making sure you kept your distance.

“What do you want, Coriolanus?” You hissed quietly, trying not to draw the attention of the other Peacekeepers.

“Got some reports of possible rebel activity taking place here. We have to check out any tips we get.” His cool response made you want to scream. You knew that he was lying through his teeth, the only people who even came to your home were you, your brother, and your Ma.

“You and I both know that’s not true!” You hopelessly pleaded with him. “Please, can’t you leave my family alone? It’s hard enough for them as is.”

He chuckled at your desperation, clearly pleased with the panicked response he was receiving, before barking at the men in your brother’s room to get out.

When he pushed you into the doorway of your brother’s room, your ma and brother cried out in protest, but Coriolanus yelled at them to shut the fuck up before he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

“Maybe you didn’t learn your lesson the first two times. And since the other Peacekeepers haven’t gotten the chance, I think I should search you myself.” He pushed you up against the wall that you were facing, roughly pressing your cheek to it while the hand at the back of your neck clenched down.

This time he didn’t even pretend to properly search you, the hand at your neck immediately clamping over your mouth to muffle your protests, while the other groped your chest, plucking at your tits while you struggled in his grasp. He slid his hand under your shirt and bra this time, sighing into your ear when he finally squeezed the soft, tender skin of your breast.

“You’re so beautiful, y’know that, Y/N?” He whispered, and you wanted to be sick at the feeling of his fingers tweaking your hardening nipple. “With a little make up and some better clothes, you’d fit right in with the rich capital girls.”

A tear escaped, trailing down your cheek and you blinked more away. You felt impossibly trapped, frozen in fear and trembling in his arms. His hands came to your hips, pulling you closer and holding you to him as he rubbed his hard on against your ass.

His lips were close to your ear, “if you want to protect your family, you need to stop trying to avoid me.”

“Fuck you,” you whispered, against your better judgment.

At this he chuckled, and one of his hands left your hips, grabbing onto your chin, forcing your head to the side and holding you still as his lips smothered yours with a rough kiss.

And then he backed off, walking out of the room before he called off the other men.

You were still in shock as you caught your breath, staring at the space he was just occupying as you tried to collect your head.

Lips still burning from his kiss, you shuddered as you thought about what you might need to do to keep your ma and brother safe from him.

After they had all filed out and you took a moment to adjust your clothes, you finally left your brother’s room and took in the wreckage they had left behind. The house was trashed, furniture knocked over and papers scattered about everywhere.

Your room was the worst of all though, everything had been pulled out of the drawers and piled on the floor, your mattress was up against the wall, your desk had been toppled over, leaving anything on top of it to scatter across your room, and they had shattered your mirror, leaving a jagged piece reflecting your misery back at you as you stood in the door.

Your ma was a mess, crying and hugging you and your brother for an hour afterwards, repeatedly questioning out loud why they would do this to your family.

Unfortunately, the answer was all too plain to you now, although you were still too freighted to fully admit it to yourself.

For whatever reason, Coriolanus Snow had decided to stake his claim on you, and based on your previous interactions with him, you knew that it was only a matter of time before he would take what he wanted.

For a week, you were terrified to leave your house alone, always calling on your friends to ask them to walk with you too and from work or the market.

In those days, Coriolanus’ presence always weighed heavy on you, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it. Even having your friends nearby couldn’t stave off the fear that clutched your heart when you noticed Coriolanus stalking behind your group, always a good deal of distance away, but you knew that he made himself visible to you on purpose.

The feeling of safety became something of the past. Everywhere that you went, he was there, although he hadn’t spoken to you since he and his other Peacekeeping brutes tore your home apart. But that didn’t make him any less terrifying.

Even your house, which had felt secure and safe for so long was no longer sacred. It had taken days to clean up the place, and much of your furniture had been broken in the frenzy.

After Coriolanus had assaulted you in your home, you bartered with some friends to acquire a large lock to place on the front door of the house, but it still didn’t provide much protection when the peacekeepers could just break the door down.

Unfortunately for you, having that lock also didn’t do you any good if you forgot to use it.

After waving goodbye to your friend as you walked up to your door after a late night shift, you pulled out your key and turned the lock, leaving it hanging on the door and closing it behind you.

The first thing that you noticed when you stepped inside was how unusually quiet it was. Usually your brother would be at the door to greet you, even at this late hour, but he wasn’t there this time, and when you called out for your ma and brother, you only heard silence in response. Where were they?

Alarm bells started ringing in your head as you ventured further, and you had just stepped into the doorway of your room when you heard a heavy click and felt cold steel press against the back of your head.

You froze in place, staring ahead into the broken mirror across from you that confirmed who was behind the trigger.

Your eyes locked in the mirror, the cold resolve set in his icy blue gaze made you shudder.

“Didn’t I tell you to stop trying to stay away from me, Y/N?” He was angry, a lethal poison infecting his voice.

You couldn’t speak, your mouth was dry, and your mind was racing a million miles a second, but you needed to know that your family was safe.

“Did you hurt them?” You whispered.

“Not yet. Your Ma and brother will be fine. As long as you do what I say.”

You let out a shaky breath at the confirmation that they were safe, but your stomach still turned at his words. You were terrified of Coriolanus, and now that he had you completely at his mercy, you knew that he wouldn’t let you go until he took exactly what he wanted from you.

“You understand, yes?” The gun pressed to your skull harder and you quickly nodded.

“Yes.”

“Get on your knees, slowly.” You felt him move the pistol away from your head for a moment, and you turned around, meeting his eyes fearfully before lowering yourself to kneel before him.

Coriolanus unbuttoned his blue shirt, dropping it on the floor behind him. He looked at you expectantly and you realized he wanted you to unbuckle his belt. Your trembling fingers fumbled with the belt before reaching forward to unbutton his pants and slide down the zipper. He pushed his pants down his legs before removing his boxers as well.

He smirked down at you as you took in the size of him.

“Such a pretty girl,” you flinched when you felt one hand twist into your hair while the other brought the pistol to your temple. “But I think you’d look better with your lips wrapped around my cock.”

The hand in your hair tightened, pulling at your scalp and dragging your head forward.

Reluctantly, you lifted your hand to wrap around the base of his thick cock, nervously wetting your lips before parting them and taking the tip into your mouth.

Coriolanus pushed himself deeper, nudging the back of your throat and groaning lowly when your eyes flitted up to meet his.

You pressed your tongue flat to the bottom of your mouth, trying to make more room for him as he sped up his pace.

You closed you eyes, bringing every thought to controlling your breath as he pushed his cock to the back of your throat, in and out between your lips. The cooling metal of the gun barrel was still taut against your skin, trembling slightly as Coriolanus gritted his teeth above you.

"Look at that, you're relaxing for me, good girl." But where did your pretty eyes go? That wouldn't do, he needed all of your attention. The nails of his fingers dug into your scalp, and tears sprung into your eyes. Your muffled yelp reached his ears.

"You'll keep," a groan interrupted him as your hand tightened around his cock, "your eyes open, and on me.”

“Do....you...understand?" Each word was punctuated by a harsh thrust into your throat, pushing past your tongue and slamming against the back of your neck.

You pathetically hummed around his cock in agreement, nervously keeping your eyes on his, not wanting to give him any reasons to hurt you.

By the time he was coming down your throat, your lips were puffy from his brutal pace, and your tears made your cheeks slick and shiny. You gagged at the sensation, throat closing around his length as he spilled his seed down your throat. He held your head in place, choking you with his cock until you had swallowed every drop of his salty cum.

Coriolanus’ grip on the gun had tightened as he came and you fearfully glanced at it before meeting his eyes again.

When he pulled his cock out of your mouth, he was quick to drag you to your feet before tossing you stomach first onto the bed behind you.

Coryo finally holstered his gun, turning back to you and easily pushing you against the bed as he bunched your skirt up at your waist. He let out a low whistle as he admired your ass, reaching out a hand to grope you before giving the soft flesh a sharp smack, earning him a whine from you. You could feel your hips digging into the hard mattress that you had had for your whole life.

You struggled in his arms, but when his hand found it’s home around your throat and you felt his cockhead start sliding past your lips, you realized there was nothing you could do to avoid what was coming.

Coriolanus pushed all of himself into you in one slow, punishing thrust. You didn’t have any time at all to adjust to his thick length before he was gripping your ass tightly, canting his hips back and thrusting into you again.

Your gasps and cries were muffled by his large hand at your throat. The way he tightened his grip combined with the feeling of him stretching you out had you seeing stars.

His pace was brutal. Coriolanus had been imagining this for weeks, and after you kept yourself away from him the past few days, he wanted to make the most of the first time he fucked you.

Each time you tried to escape from under him, his large arms wrapped around you again, holding you in place as he snapped his hips against your ass, burying himself deep inside you with every thrust.

“Keep trying to get away sweetheart,” his hot breath fanned over your neck, and the blond drew closer to suck at a tender spot until you whined and melted back into his arms. “I like watching you struggle.”

Your stomach turned and you tried to ignore how weak your knees felt at the peacekeeper’s whispered threats in your ear.

Coriolanus pulled out of you, not giving you time to process his actions before he was flipping you onto your back.

Adrenaline coursed through your veins and you tried to break away from the terrifying man above you while you had the chance, but you were too slow.

The blond captured you again, throwing you onto the bed and straddling you as you thrashed against him. When Coriolanus reached his hand out again to choke you, you could feel your heart beating against his hand.

You flinched when he drew close to you, his nose practically touching yours as he forced you to look at his eyes.

When he pushed into you again, stretching you out from a new angle, you whimpered, trying hard not to let your eyes flutter close.

Coriolanus reveled at the sight of your sweet, tear filled eyes meeting his as he split you open with his cock. The way that you trembled beneath him gave him a thrilling sense of control over you. He knew that you already would let him do whatever he wanted, but for some twisted reason he wished he had held onto his gun so he could press it to your temple as he fucked you and see the fear in your eyes.

Your cunt was pulling him in, squeezing and twitching around his length with every thrust. He could feel you getting wetter around him with every brush against your walls.

“You’re so tight, so wet,” he strained, getting distracted by the sounds of your cunt squelching with every move he made. “I need to fill up that pretty pussy, Y/N.”

At the sight of your eyes widening and your lips parting in protest, Coriolanus clamped his hand over your mouth before fucking you faster, groaning and cursing under his breath.

“Someone needed to- fuck,“ Coriolanus’ voice caught in his throat when he felt you clench around him, “someone needed to teach you a lesson about respecting authority. You should feel lucky that I was willing to.”

Begging and sobbing against his hand only spurred him on and he laughed at every pathetic attempt you made to push him off.

Coriolanus’ hand crept from your mouth to frame your jaw and he roughly squeezed your cheeks until you opened your mouth. The blond spat into your mouth and you gagged, your repulsion making your skin crawl. You wanted to throw up at the feeling of his spit sliding down your throat when you swallowed it, and Coriolanus chuckled at your disgust as he leered over you.

“You’re just a filthy district slut,” his hand returned to your throat, choking you harder than he had before, “and that’s all you’ll ever be, Y/N.” The venom and hatred in his voice shocked you, and the way he was thrusting into you was downright punishing.

You were clenching around him so tight, and the sight of your sweet, innocent face marred with so much fear was enough to send Coriolanus over the edge.

He slowed, groaning as he pumped you full of his seed, his cock still twitching inside of you.

After he pulled out and moved off of you, you tried to turn away from him, but his hand shot out and latched onto your wrist, twisting your arm painfully before forcing you to face him and firmly kissing you.

When he pulled away, the words that he uttered sent a chill over your skin, “Snow lands on top.”

The next few days were a blur as you blinked in and out of dissociation. Coriolanus had his way with you more times than you could count, never caring about your distress at him using your body however he pleased.

Any resistance you put up was easily squashed when he snapped back threats to hurt your family. However if he was in a really bad mood, he would brandish his pistol, pressing the sharp metal to your forehead until you sobbed, and apologized for fighting back.

You weren’t even sure how many days had passed since you first discovered that Coriolanus had your ma and brother thrown in jail.

Every time Coriolanus sank into you, you could feel yourself receding into your mind, trying to protect yourself from the nightmare you found yourself in.

During the days, he would go out to terrorize the people of district 12, and during the nights, he would return to terrorize you.

One night you lay in your bed, praying that your ma and brother were safe. You could only imagine the horrible things they could be being subjected to at the hands of the peacekeepers.

Your neck was sore and bruised, as were your wrists. Your entire body was aching with pain from Coriolanus’ repeated abuse.

When you heard the front door swing open, you tensed instinctively, closing in on yourself in anxiety. Hushed voices reached your ears and you craned your neck to try to hear better. They seemed to be in the midst of a conversation.

“I mean, don’t you think that maybe what you’re doing here is wrong?”

“Sejanus, if anything, you’d be helping the poor girl, we’ll give her food for every load she takes.” Your stomach turned at the disgusting way Coriolanus was talking about you, and the way his friend laughed along with him.

“And you’re sure she’s not going to try to tell somebody?”

“Nobody would believe her over a Peacekeeper, and besides, who will there be to tell? I have dirt on every officer in 12, if they tried to do anything to put a stop to this, they’d be taking themself down as well.”

The men were both silent as Coriolanus’ words sunk in.

“You promise you’ll actually help her out afterwards?” His friend, Sejanus apparently, sounded somewhat concerned, but clearly not concerned enough to report Coriolanus. “And she’s gonna get something in return?”

“Yeah, I’ll make sure her brother gets some candy or something,” Coriolanus chuckled and you heard the other man laughing too.

“Is she in there right now?” Those words had you sitting up in bed, fear clutching your heart. Coriolanus wasn’t seriously discussing pimping you out to his friends, was he?

You got your answer immediately however, when your door opened and you came face to face with a man you recognized as another peacekeeper. He seemed anxious, but after he noticed your state of undress, he advanced on you with the same sick desire you had seen in Coriolanus’ eyes several times now.

Your throat was dry and anxiety laced your words as you pleaded with him, “Wait, please don’t!”

“Shut up,” he growled, leering over you as you sat on the bed.

You tried to put up a fight, but it was all in vain. You really should have known you couldn’t take on a peacekeeper. Despite your attempt to run past him and reach the door, he easily grabbed you and shoved you back onto the bed. His hands pawed at your undergarments, throwing them behind him without a second thought before he removed his pants and stroked his hard cock.

When he forcefully pushed himself into your sore pussy, you cried out, tears pricking at your eyes and spilling over when he began to rock back and forth.

Sejanus was different than his friend in several ways. While Coriolanus had been rough and kept a fast pace, you found that Sejanus preferred to take his time, slowly pushing his cock into you as you trembled in his grasp. After the initial struggle, he was surprisingly tender and gentle, caressing your soft skin, pressing kisses to your breasts, and sucking on your sensitive nipples.

Unlike the blond, Sejanus seemed almost unwilling to meet your eyes, and when you protested or put up any resistance, instead of reveling in the fight, Sejanus just covered your mouth with his large palm so your yelps couldn’t reach his ears.

“I’m doing this for you, Y/N.” He whispered against your skin when he drew close, tilting his hips back so he almost slid all the way out before slowly filling you up again all the way to the hilt.

His words only made you feel worse. You didn’t want any of this, and when you grabbed his hand off of your mouth and told him as much, his eyes darkened in anger.

You whimpered when his hand came to your throat, squeezing harshly against the faded bruises.

“I’m not a bad guy, okay?” It was hard to discern if he was trying to convince you or himself, and after he slapped you for not agreeing with him, you nodded and tearfully responded.

“You’re not.”

“I’m not,” his hot breath fanned over your dewy skin as he repeated himself on a loop, thrusting his cock into your tight cunt again and again. “I’m not. I’m not.”

You whined when his hand came between your legs, swirling around your clit and stealing unwanted gasps from you.

Every drag of his thick cock against your snug walls mixed with his twitching fingers at your clit brought you closer to the brink or orgasm.

Tears fell past your eyes which were squeezed shut, and you whimpered as you came around him and he fucked you harder, fingers never leaving your clit.

When you came again, Sejanus kissed you for the first time, desperation and hunger evident in the way his tongue pushed its way into your mouth, swallowing your moans as his lips slid over yours. You felt disgusted, but also couldn’t ignore the confusing way you clenched around him when his lips first found yours.

Your third orgasm was close behind the second, tearing through you with force and Sejanus grunted at the feeling of your slick cunt choking his cock, fucking you faster and chasing his own release.

He cursed loudly when he came, shuddering as he slowly snapped his hips against yours to fuck his cum deeper inside of you.

Sejanus kissed you again before pulling out, quietly apologizing without meeting your eyes and then he was gone, leaving you exhausted and sore in a bed you no longer felt safe in.

As you lay there, trying to ground yourself and comprehend what you had just gone through, you couldn’t help but think of your mother and brother, who were being held in prison just because of the twisted infatuation Coriolanus had with you.

How different would your life be now if he had never approached you that late night several weeks ago?

And what was your life going to look like now that he had claimed his stake on you and was planning to let his Peacekeeper friends “share” you and take advantage of you whenever they pleased?

Hours had passed as you tried to think of any way out of the bottomless pit that you now found yourself in. Tears had subsided a while ago, but now you were just left with emptiness. You were still lost in thought when the door opened and Coriolanus’ large frame cast a shadow across your bed.

The grin he shot you after he took in your distressed state was smug, triumphant even, and the glint in his eyes told you exactly why he was entering your room at the early hours of the morning.

Tonight, you didn’t put up any fight at all.

[tinfairies]

Sejanus losing control during sex.

You just feel so damn good, he can't help but grip your hips tighter, thrust harder, and oh god, when he hits that sweet spot he really goes feral.

He's flipping you onto your stomach, pushing your ass in the air then slamming his cock back into your puffy cunt. Sej fucks into you with reckless abandon, searching for that gummy spot again. He finds it, and begins to bully it with his cock. He's loving the way you squeeze around him and the strangled moans tearing out of your throat make his cock throb inside you.

His arms wrap around your waist and he buries his head into the crook of your neck. He kisses, licks and nips the skin, moaning and apologizing for treating you like this.

"Fuck baby 'm so sorry, 'm sorry, sorry sorry. Fuck, you feel s' good. S' tight an' wet, I can't help it."

[leclercstarrs]

academy coriolanus and sejanus giving you oral at the same time ; mdni

you’re sitting on the edge of your bed, your legs spread as far as possible, and between them, the two boys are on their knees. coriolanus is on the left, one of his hands gripping your thigh, restricting you from squirming in pleasure. his other hand reaches for one of your tits, massaging your hardened nipple.

sejanus is on your right, one of his hands reaching behind you to squeeze your ass, while his other hand softly runs through the other boy’s blonde hair, guiding his movements as the two of them work together to make you cum with their tongues.

“fuck, keep going.” you gasp, lying back with the support of your elbows on the bed. the two boys eagerly lap at your folds, their tongues meeting when they reach your clit, quickly overstimulating the sensitive nub. “oh my—” you bite into your lower lip, to focused on your pleasure to realize that if you bit any harder, your lip would start to bleed.

their tongues occasionally meet as they continue to mercilessly lick your clit, your hips bucking and writhing with every movement from them, soft moans escaping your mouth.

“doing so good, baby.” sejanus pulls away from your cunt for a moment to praise you, some of your juices coating his lips. you nod in response, raking your hand through his curls, then doing the same with your other hand for coriolanus, who’s too busy trying to make you cum to say any praise, or even any degrading remarks. sejanus lets coriolanus keep kitten licking at your clit, while he instead starts exploring your folds with his tongue. he gathers all your juices as he sucks at your pussy. tossing your head back, your mouth opens but you’re unable to even let out the sounds of your ecstasy. your thighs shake lightly, a knot slowly building up in your stomach.

your eyes roll back, “that feels so good.” you breathe out, “keep going, please, please.”

coriolanus and sejanus do as you say, increasing the speed of their tongues, not holding back. you let out one final moan, the pressure in your stomach quickly building as you cum, letting yourself fall back on the bed.

coriolanus moves away from your clit as sejanus licks up every last drop of your juices. “come here.” the blonde instructs sejanus, who follows his demand. coriolanus leans towards sejanus, the two of them starting to kiss, their tongues exchanging a mixture of their saliva and your cum.

[strawb3rrystar]

Taking him.

Paring: Peeta Mellark, Haymitch Abernathy, Finnick Odair, Coriolanus Snow, Sejanus Plinth x GN! Reader

Warnings: Oral (M! Receiving), Throat fucking, Cum play, Dacryphilla, Teasing, Size diffrence

Word count: 350+

✰Masterlist

✰Peeta Mellark is so soft and gentle. He'll just sit back and watch you take his cock. Will buck his hips a few times, but let's you go at your own pace. He becomes a whiny, desperate mess quickly. Your mouth just feels too good, though! He can't help that his eyes roll back as he cums down your throat.

✰Haymitch Abernathy is the complete opposite of the precious baker boy. He will grab your hair and fuck your throat raw. He loves using your tight little throat like a fleshlight. And who are you to deny the poor alcoholic some relief from his stressful life? Just make sure you look up at him with cute tears in your eyes, and swallow every last drop of cum that he gives you.

✰Finnick Odair doesn't want to hurt you in any way. Sure he gently pushes your head down on his cock. And maybe he likes it when you choke and gag a little too much. But he'll always wipe the tears that spill from your eyes. When he gets close, he'll pull out of your mouth and fist his cock until he cums on your perfect face.

✰Coriolanus Snow can switch up on you in two seconds. Some days, he'll let you tease the shit out of him. Running your tongue around his tip and across every vain of his cock. Other days, he'll have your knees hurting while he bullies his tip in the back of your throat. And press on the bulge it makes to make you gag and recoil, only for you head to be shoved back down. Your nose against his boney pelvis as he expects you to worship his cock like the slut you are.

✰Sejanus Plinth is an absolute sweetheart but is too big for his own good. He doesn't even need to try to make your jaw hurt by the end of it. He feels so bad and sometimes ashamed of his size because of this, so reassure him by letting his cum fill your mouth. He's such a good boy, letting you do whatever you want to him. Most of the time, you end up only able to take half while you jerk off the other. He loves it when you suck him off and will gladly return the favor.

Star's notes -> Here's a birthday special post :3 Happy birthday to me!!

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[spideyhexx]

tw bit of dark coriolanus

Coriolanus thinking you and sejanus are so disgusting with how much you dote on each other. Maybe it’s jealousy or maybe coriolanus just doesn’t like seeing the affection and sweet words mumbled between you two but he’d never really figure it out.

He couldn't understand why someone like you loved Sejanus so deeply, but he always redirected his mind. To not dwell on it, of course.

He’d watch you two giggle and kiss and plan dates during your lunches.

Sejanus would talk about you more than half the time when spending time with Coryo. He'd tell him how he plans to marry you and how lucky he is to have found love with someone good to marry in their positions. Coriolanus thought weak of Sejanus, making his love for you so blatant and known, sooner or later someone could easily sweep you away.

Coriolanus felt like he practically knew you regardless of the fact he’d only had one or two full conversations with you. His views on you would be simple. You're high status, competition or equal to him, he wasn't sure. He thought you very beautiful, there was no doubt about that. He often wonders if you won over Sejanus' love with your body instead of your personality.

When him and Sejanus get closer and then ultimately spend more time together in district 12, all Sejanus can talk about was how much he missed you. And Coriolanus must admit to himself, he rather missed your presence, even though he barely spoke to you.

But this wasn't his main focus. In district 12, he was focused on Lucy Gray.

But Sejanus would talk about missing your kisses and then your touch and Coriolanus couldn’t help but get turned on by it. He felt disgusted with himself when he'd feel his cock twitch in his pants, remembering the way your lips looked and your bright eyes.

He would do his best to forget about these thoughts, push them aside while he deals with the more urgent situations arising.

And as we all know, Coriolanus’ betrayal towards Sejanus ends with his death. Coriolanus feels bad, even misses his friend and cries over him but he can’t admit it was his fault.

Once Lucy Gray leaves him and he's on his way back to the Capitol, he decides to meet with you.

You’re mourning and deeply upset over the loss of your love but who’s there to patch it up? Coriolanus Snow.

He never lets it slip that he may have something to do with Sejanus' death but not because he wants to hide it from you, but because he can't even accept that himself.

He invades your personal space when you are at your lowest. Picking up all the broken pieces.

He mimics the love he observed Sejanus give you and he's got you falling right into his arms in no time. Coriolanus does end up liking you more than he'd want to admit, but he does not let that cloud his thoughts the way it did Sejanus'.

And this path he took ends up working so highly in his favor when he finally gets to call you his wife and climb the social ladder with you, a prestigious capitol member by his side.

let's chat about coryo, or sejanus, or both, here :)

[coryosmin]

► THG P Links

NSFW | Minors Do Not Interact

All links are from twitter! i have compiled a list of links that anons have sent me + some that i have found for you guys to enjoy! this list will be updated frequently.

► Coriolanus Snow

• politician coryo relieving his stress

• riding drug dealer coryo in his car

• academy coryo and innocent reader

• breeding & overstimulation with university coryo

• post peacekeeper coryo x you

• politician coryo punishing you

• riding coryo’s cock while sej games

• riding best friend coryo

• riding coryo

► Sejanus Plinth

• sej desperately fucking reader

• breeding kink w sej

• soft dom sej teasing you

• district men do it better

• soft & sensual sex with sej

• sej fucking you hard and fast

• taking control

• sej eating you out

► Finnick Odair

• mutual masturbation with finnick

• riding finnick

• finnick fingering you

• finnick worshipping you

[leviathanspain]

money, power, and all your glory

coriolanus snow x reader, sejanus plinth x reader

synopsis: coriolanus snow knew that you would be his cash cow, only issue was, the budding romance between you and his best friend.

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“coryo.” you couldn’t believe your eyes. he stood handsome and proud, wearing a shirt that had once been his fathers. no longer a boy, he filled it out as a man. coryo smiled brightly, always keen to your tones, “might i say you look dashing? perhaps too dashing?” just as you said it, sejanus strode up, “more dashing than i?” he pretended as if he were hurt, feigning a broken heart as he sat in his chair.

you blushed at sejanus, smiling as he sat down, “no. never.” you breathed, giving coryo one last look before heading back to your seat.

coriolanus thought your schoolgirl crush on his best friend was ridiculous. it was getting worse with each passing day, your admiration for the boy, and how he acted, was practically all you talked about, irritated him more and more.

coryo sat down beside sejanus, a devious smile on his face. he looked back at you once before he settled in, “wow.” he exhaled, and sejanus looked at him, “what?” the confusion on his face was clear, but there was also something he wasn’t telling him.

“you and y/n.” coriolanus didn’t divulge into the details, instead leaving it up to sejanus.

sejanus shrugged, “she’s gorgeous, what about it?” he said it so casually that coriolanus almost fell over.

he paused, thinking how he would proceed, “yeah, she is, isn’t she?” he looked over at sejanus, “my grandma’am loves her.” coryo’s lie slipped out so easily. it surprised even himself, and he gave a proud look to sejanus, who expressed his surprise.

“oh. i didn’t know you and y/n were….” sejanus faltered as coryo smiled coyly, never would’ve thought that coryo would even have interest in any of the girls here, he was always on and on about the plinth prize.

“also..” sejanus knew he would have to tell his friend before it was announced, “there’s no more prize.” he whispered.

you could see their figures talking and whispering from your seat. you were in the farthest row, because your father ‘didn’t like the look of those boys’ even though they were both filthy rich.

your mind filtered out most of highbottom’s speech. you couldn’t take him seriously with all the little vials you’ve seen him pound down before each class. until he revealed that there was to be a rule change.

you were to mentor a tribute, akin to fattening a pig for the slaughter.

you gulped thickly, feeling nauseated as he started assigning your classmates to their tributes.

“y/n!” highbottom called you to attention and you looked up, “district three. you get the girl.” he lazily spoke, pointing to the overhead screens, showcasing your tribute.

you stayed emotionless as the reality of what was happening, sunk in. you hadn’t even realized that sejanus was assigned to a former classmate from two.

“sej!” you called his name as you were all released. you could see his and coryo’s figures striding out of the academy, “sejanus.” you called his full name as he finally stopped.

“hey.” he didn’t seem too happy, why would anyone if they were assigned to mentor someone who used to be their equal.

“i’m so sorry about marcus.” you couldn’t help but grab his arm, comforting him.

sejanus shrugged, “it was my father’s doing.” he was clearly upset, he hated the games enough to begin with, now he was majorly involved?

coriolanus didn’t let the hand on his go unnoticed. he cleared his throat and you let go of sejanus, awkwardly stepping back. coryo could see that you forgot he was there, “coryo. i see you got that enchanting songbird?” he nodded in response to your question, “yes i did.”

sejanus looked at you and coryo, “i better leave you two alone. i’ll see you around, y/n.” he stuffed his hands into his pockets as he walked away from where you stood with coriolanus.

“how odd that sejanus said ‘leave you two alone’,” you had been reliving the interaction in your mind, only now saying it out loud. it caught coryo’s attention, who had been rambling on and on about what he would do about his tribute.

“why would he say that, coryo?” you stopped dead in your tracks, “i mean, we’re just friends.” you didn’t ever see coriolanus as anything but your friend. yes, he was handsome and often too good-looking for his own good, but he wasn’t the one you wanted.

coriolanus looked down at you, shrugging coolly, “maybe he sees something we don’t.” he could almost beam at how good of an excuse he had made up.

your eyebrows furrowed, “oh.” there was disappointment evident in your voice, disappointment that sejanus didn’t even think twice about you. he just assumed you and coryo had something going on.

“could he be wrong?” coryo looked at you again, searching for a crack in your expression, a way for him to get in. a union with you would benefit him in more ways than one.

you sighed, perhaps this was how it was supposed to go. sejanus didn’t like you, he never would.

you looked at coriolanus, eyes catching on his handsome face and the way his curls fell over his eyes. you grabbed his hand, pulling him in close, “the cook always makes extra. stay for dinner?” you were just a few feet away from your apartment, coriolanus had never seen the inside of it, but he imagined it just as lavish as your entire family appeared to be.

coryo nodded, ignoring the throbbing rumbles of his empty stomach as you sealed your fate.

you rose up to kiss him, and coryo met you halfway, kissing you roughly that you were pushed into the brick of the building. you pulled away for a breath, and realized that sejanus had been onto something.

coryo couldn’t help but feel satisfied that his plan had worked. sejanus did have an affection for you, years of it. but he didn’t want you to ever know, and hid it better than you did, even letting you go for his best friend.

“mother, father, this is-“

“snow.” your father had cut you off, leaning back in his seat as he stared at coryo, “what is he doing here?” he looked at you and you pursed your lips, “he’s my boyfriend, father. his name is coriolanus.” your father didn’t like the snows much, he thought crassus to be a myriad of insults.

coriolanus smiled, “i am told to be nothing like him.” he had this charming way about him, that a single sentence like that was enough to calm your father.

it had gotten late. coriolanus had been polite and indulged your father in all of his questions and random stories, but you knew he had to go home sometime.

you walked him out to the hall, “goodbye coryo.” you kissed his cheek, and coryo bent down to kiss you on your lips, biting them gently as he pulled back, “i’ll see you tomorrow, y/n.” he always picked you up from your apartment as friends. it was weird to think that the next time he did it, it would be as your boyfriend.

“i’ve never..” you faltered, “done this before, coryo.” you made a point to be clear with him. your feelings for him weren’t as strong as you felt they should be, it was very much just tossed together. you hoped that in time, your love for him would grow.

coriolanus nodded, “i understand. i’ll be gentle.” he commented with a smirk as he kissed your forehead, “goodnight.”

you wished you could say you were happy. it had been just a few days since the beginning of your relationship with coryo, and the beginning of your mentorship.

coryo had gone to great lengths to promote his tribute, the songbird as everyone had been calling her. he had even sacrificed his lunch for the girl, which you had found to be ‘very noble’ as sejanus did the same.

you brought your food as well, going with them to visit your own tribute.

the girl had been quiet. you were nice, offering it to her as you talked to her a little bit. she had made a point that she wouldn’t survive, as if she knew it to be the truth. you had nothing to say to that, instead filling the silence with more food.

sejanus strode up to you as coryo and his songbird were featured on camera. you looked at them, noticing how close the girl was to your boyfriend but ignored it.

“sej.” you stood up from your spot with your tribute and smiled at him, “i haven’t seen you in days.” you commented, “i missed you.”

sejanus laughed, “yeah, well.” he looked over at coryo, “couldn’t have missed me that much now that you’re with coryo.” he knew.

of course he knew, he was coriolanus’ best friend. they told each other everything, at least almost everything.

you shrugged, “doesn’t mean i still don’t miss you.” you had only started spending more time with coriolanus because sejanus had been too caught up in rebelling against his father, but before, sejanus had been your only friend.

“yeah.” sejanus didn’t know what to say. he had tried to avoid you, knowing you were his best friend’s girlfriend, he had to ignore the feelings that came around when you did.

coriolanus called your name, and you sighed, watching as he strode over to you both, “y/n, sejanus. should we head back?” he looked at you expectantly and you smiled, nodding as you slipped an arm around his waist, “yes.”

sejanus watched as you two walked ahead of him, swallowing thickly. he shouldn’t feel jealously at the two of you, he had no right. coryo was the one who had got to you first, and you chose him.

“y/n.” you turned your head just as the arena started crumbling. “get down!” someone shouted at you, and you ran, rolling on the floor as more pieces of concrete and metal fell onto the ground. you couldn’t see anything with the dust, you looked around for your tribute, but you couldn’t see her.

and you couldn’t see coryo, who had been with his tribute, not too far from you.

“coryo!” you shouted, and you heard his cries, “help me!” he shouted. you tried to stand up, feet wobbling over the uneven ground. the dust was settling as only a few pieces crumbling off now. you saw a tribute zip past coryo and his tribute, muttering something to the girl before running off.

you stared in confusion, collapsing before you even reached coriolanus.

you awoke with a start.

you could feel an ache in your body, unsure where but it was there, nonetheless. you blinked, lips crusted as you looked around the room. in a bed, next to you, was coriolanus, who laid unconscious. his back was wrapped, injured from the arena as well.

you stood up, limping over to his bed. you examined the wrappings, looking over at his face, you brushed a curl back with your hand. you found yourself worried when you had heard him crying out for help, someone had did the heroic effort of saving his life, and someone did the same for you.

you kissed his cheek, heading back to your own bed as he laid quiet.

you didn’t know who had saved you. coryo had woken up, and when he did, you had been introduced to his cousin, tigris.

she was incredibly sweet, a gem to coryo’s life. you and her had chatted for a bit as coryo and sejanus watched the tributes interview.

from your knowledge, your tribute had been crushed under pieces of the arena, and you were no longer a mentor. you could’ve been just like your tribute, crushed under some rubble, but sejanus had been the one to save you.

he played it off, and continued his conversation with coryo, but you could tell by the look in his eyes that it meant much more.

you got discharged before coryo. he had injuries to his back that required another day of observation. you had mild injuries in comparison.

“sej.” you saw him exiting coryo’s room, the one where you had been in as well, “i’ve been discharged, do you mind walking me home?”

sejanus hesitated to nod, before speaking, “the driver can just drop you off.” he walked, and you followed after him.

“i wanted to,” you paused as the driver opened the door for you, sejanus right behind you. you scooted all the way in, and sejanus remained with a good amount of space between you, “thank you, for saving my life.”

sejanus shrugged, “of course. i-“ he didn’t say anything, “you’re welcome.” he elected to say.

you scooted closer to him, “sej, i know that i haven’t really been able to see you as often anymore, but i still care about you.” he was your only friend for many years, you wanted him to know that you didn’t forget about him.

“it’s okay, y/n. you and coryo…i understand.” he sounded off, and you looked at him, “do you?”

sejanus couldn’t lie to you. if he did, there were always telltale signs that he was lying. he knew you’d be able to tell, and he was nervously clutching onto the seat’s fabric.

you watched his expression change and your breath hitched, “sej…” you faltered, “why did you never tell me?”

he liked you. as you liked him.

“i was going to tell you the other day, after highbottom’s announcement, i was going to buy you dinner, and introduce you to my father…” he trailed off, shaking his head of those thoughts, “but coryo mentioned his grand-ma’am and how she loved you- and i knew.”

you looked at him, confused as ever, “i’ve never met coriolanus’ grandmother.” you swallowed thickly, “are you sure that’s what he said? why would he say that?”

sejanus shrugged, “no clue. but that’s what he said, and that’s when i assumed you were together.”

the driver stopped suddenly and you realized it was in front of your apartment. you looked over at sejanus, and sighed, “thank you, for saving my life and for the ride. i-“ you shook your head, “i wish things had ended up differently.”

sejanus nodded, leaning in close to you, “i do too.”

there was a moment of silence before you kissed him.

there was a difference in the way his lips felt against yours. he was gentle, sweet, loving. as if that kiss had been everything he had been waiting for.

you pulled away, the guilt of having kissed another man crept in, and you opened the door without saying anything, running inside as the car sped off.

you ran to your bedroom, sobbing as guilt washed over you.

you had tried to get over sejanus plinth, tried to fall in love with coryo, but you wanted sejanus, now more than ever, especially with knowing the truth.

coriolanus stopped by your apartment on the day of his discharge.

in his hand, he had a small rose, just as your parents greeted him.

“coryo!” you exclaimed with surprise as he stood in your drawing room, “how are you feeling? are you alright?” your hand reached out for his and you pulled him towards you, throwing a look to your parents. they quietly excused themselves and you and coryo stood alone by the doorway.

“this is for you.” he presented it to you, and you smelled it, breathing the rose scent as he looked at you.

“i’m alright. i just wanted to see my girl.” he brushed a lock of hair from your face, and leaned in to kiss you.

you kissed him, matching his intensity as he gripped your hip. you pulled away for a moment, grabbing his hand as you led him to your bedroom.

you slammed the door shut and coryo threw his bag onto your bed, grabbing you as you rushed in to kiss him again.

you didn’t know what was coming over you, why you had this intense urge to want to rip his clothes off, even if he was barely discharged from the hospital.

he groaned slightly and you realized that perhaps he was still in pain.

you pulled away, panting. “we should stop.” you breathed, looking at coryo and the lipstick that was smudged over his mouth. he shook his head, “no..i want you.” he whispered.

you shook your head, “we can’t. you’re still healing, coryo.” you sat down on the bed, “maybe after you win. a big reward for a big win.” you teased, and coriolanus smiled, “you think?”

he sat on the bed beside you, “i do.” you spoke, staring deep into his blue eyes. “that tribute, how are you going to do it?” you whispered.

coryo shrugged, “however i may have to.” as he finished speaking, he hadn’t realized that you had been trembling the entire time, shaking like a leaf. as if you were hiding something.

[coryosbaby]

i’d do ANYTHING for a part 2 of life lessons

Teacher

synopsis: Coryo oversteps some boundaries with himself (and doesn’t regret it).

♡ content warning . Threesome, more Sejanus x coryo in this? (the genderfluid in me screaming rn) + some sexuality questioning and inner homophobia, handjobs, praise and degradation, cum eating . Dom! Sejanus, switch! Reader, sub! Coryo <3

He didn’t think it would happen again.

Not in a million years. Not after that one night, when him and Sejanus had let go with you watching. When Sejanus had punished him for taking your orgasm from him. When they touched each other. He thought their friendship was ruined.

Oh boy, was he wrong.

Sejanus has him sprawled out on your bed now, the pink sheets that made Coryo let out a snort before the other boy had scolded him silky and soft. Coryo’s cock lays against his stomach, red and aroused to its fullest capacity. You’re on your stomach, your cheek nuzzling Coryo’s thigh, leaving little kisses on the meaty skin there. You’ve grown fond of him, this handsome blonde boy, and you know Sejanus’ adoration has only increased since that one night.

And that’s why Coryo has allowed him to touch him again.

It’s not as intimate or close as it was that one night. No— this is easier, simpler. Coryo feels less pain slicing through his stomach when Sejanus’ face isn’t towering over his own. When it isn’t a fight— a rough, desperate battle of tongue on tongue and skin on skin. When he’s not seeing a boy above him.

He has no problem with men who like other men. He finds it stupid to worry about such a dumb, small thing, to be in other people’s business like that. But those words from his peers, the hatred towards such people, it makes his gut twist with guilt.

Guilt because he likes men. Guilt because he likes Sejanus.

He likes you, too. At least sexually. Maybe a little romantically too, but he doesn’t know how comfortable Sejanus would be knowing that, so he keeps his mouth shut about his feelings. About it all.

He shakes the thoughts out of his head. There’s no reason to think these things right now, not when Sejanus’ fingers are wrapping around his cock and tugging, something he’s oddly good at and Coryo suspects he’s probably done this before. His precum drips over the other boy’s fist, wet and warm and perfect. You keep giving Coryo these teasing little eyes, challenging him to do something, anything to test your limits, to test Sejanus’, and you know that once Coryo is challenged that he’ll try his hardest to win.

He tries to move away from Sejanus’ hand. He doesn’t want to. It takes all his willpower to pull his hips away. But he does it, and he does it because he wants Sejanus to put him in his place and not because he wants to stop. Sejanus knows this, because if he really wanted to stop he would use the safeword. He grunts, his big arm grabbing onto Coryo’s lean body.

“Stop it,” he growls, burying his chin in the boy’s golden curls. “Don’t be a brat.”

Coryo smirks, his nails digging into the other boys equally bare thighs.

“Or what, Sejanus? It’s not like you have any power, anyway. She’s wanting to suck my cock.”

Oh, he’s done it now. Mentioning you in his little tantrum, claiming some kind of territory over you. Sejanus hand goes up around the boy’s neck, the kind of grip that Coryo didn’t expect from him. His teeth scrape against his neck and his hand goes back down to his cock.

Only this time, he slaps him. Hard.

Coryo grits his teeth. A groan escapes him, and his cock reddens under Sejanus’ hand.

“What did I tell you?” The brunette warns him.

“Mmm…” Coryo lets out a sultry little whine, his hips humping up into the open air with precision. “I’m sorry.”

He says it with no real meaning, a faux tone in his voice. Sejanus scoffs, and his hand wraps around him again. You watch the whole scene with an amused look.

“You’re gonna be,” Sejanus says, and his eyes direct to you. “Open your mouth, sweetheart.”

You obey, all sweet and innocent. Sejanus’ hand furiously rubs over Coryo’s cock, and the boy gasps, his hips lifting up as he groans throatily. You think he looks gorgeous, abs pulled taught, wet cock threatening to squirt into your open, awaiting mouth. Sejanus’ hardness rubs against the boy’s back as he watches the scene, his best friend and his girl getting each other all hot and bothered. Coryo’s face is contorted in intense pleasure, and he knows he’s close. Can feel it in the way his balls draw up tight, in the way his ears begin to ring from the force of his upcoming orgasm.

When he cums inside your mouth, your tongue laps him up greedily. You’re a slut for cum, all salty and creamy and thick, and you can’t wait to get Sejanus’, too. Coryo pushes your head forward, demands you lap up the rest of it. Sejanus lets him. You clean his cock up in no time.

But Sejanus gives you a look. A look that tells you not to stop. You know your boyfriend well, after all, and you can read practically any expression he makes.

So you don’t stop sucking him. Coryo tries to move your hand off, tries to get you to stop, “‘s too much,” he says in that whimpering tone. But Sejanus grabs his fingers and holds them down so he can’t take you off of him. He cries at the overstimulation, literal tears flooding his blushing cheeks, and Sejanus kisses his neck.

“It’s okay, Coryo,” he says softly. “Gonna cum again, yeah? Gonna cum for us?”

And how can he resist that?

So with a mix of pleasure and pain coursing through his cock, he makes himself let out weak spurts of cum onto your tongue again. But your mouth doesn’t stop— again. And no, no, it’s too much, it hurts, but how can Coryo resist?

So he sits back, lets Sejanus move down to play with that space behind his cock, and submits.

[targaryenluvs]

i have a request for an angsty scenario where coryo and reader are together and at the bombing in the arena instead of going to reader he goes to protect lucy gray and reader has to be saved by the peacekeepers or one of her classmates.

WORTH IT

pairings: coriolanus snow x fem!reader, coriolanus snow x lucy gray (suspected), sejanus plinth x fem!reader (suspected)

summary: coriolanus made the mistake of protecting lucy gray during the bombing, rather than you.

warnings: angsty angst, yelling, mentions of cheating, crying, miscommunication and misconceptions

a/n: we do not condone the villainization of lucy gray in this house no ma’am - i think i’m horrid at angst so bare w me please

the roof was crumbling.

the bomb had blown you miles away from where you once stood and your body was aching. the rubble surrounded you and the only person your eyes were searching for was corio.

a flash of red and yellowy blonde darted towards the array of rainbows, lucy and corio.

you were forced to watch on as he tried his hardest to move aside the rubble that was crushing her, and not you. you were lying a few metres away yet his first observation was her, and his mind was on her, his hands too as he dragged her out from underneath.

his face was twisted in, anguish? confusion? he looked at lucy gray as if she was the oddest thing in the world before his eyes drifted to you, then behind you as sejanus pulled you out from underneath.

and as you were about to thank your friend the world faded from your grasp, heaving breaths and the sound of someone shouting your name being the last thing you hear.

the beeping was irritating you.

you thanked the machine for keeping you steady but god did it drive into your skull. as you opened your eyes, corio invaded your space, clutching your face in his hands and he worriedly looked over you, “are you okay? does it hurt? i’m so sorry i thought lucy was you i didn’t- i just saw her hair and- i’m so sorry y/n.” corio rambled as you scoffed. getting up you saw the room was empty, “your parents are outside, so is tigris and sejanus.”

you brushed him off as you approached the tv screen infront of you. lucy. and god did she look amazing. donations were pouring in and all of a sudden you understood why corio seemed so adamant on being with her, helping her. she was a gorgeous songbird and you were a dull capitol parrot. nothing special.

“she looks amazing coriolanus. i hope you win with her.” you spoke softly as your eyes began to tear up at the thought of him leaving you. “hey- i’m doing what we’re all doing, nothing more and nothing less. i’m trying to win here y/n/n, you know i need this more than anyone else.” you sighed, “i know, do what you must.”

corios eyebrows furrowed as you made your back to the bed but not before corio reached out for you. “hey, i’m sorry. you have no idea how scared i was when the bomb went off. the first thing i wanted to do was make sure you were okay but i didn’t have enough time to make sure the person i was going after was the right one. i’m so sorry, i promise i’ll make it up to you. and i promise, you are the one that i want. lucy please.”

was that the sound of your heart breaking?

you raised your head up high, trying to stop the tears from dropping as coriolanus was for once, at a loss for words. you turned around and smiled, “have a nice time with her corio. three years of us down the drain for district 12 scum. she probably doesn’t even love you, wonder what she’ll do when you slip up.”

“and what’re you going to do? crawl to sejanus?”

and as he stuttered, trying to come up with an apology, your eyes teared up again you came to a decision.

he wasn’t worth it.

[lovercomeback]

sejanus! sejanus! sejanus!

he’s totally a munch

(18+)

oh 100%. that boy will make sure you’re satisfied

(quick little drabble for now 🤭)

sejanus was between your legs, his face lit up by only the warm lamp next to his bed. your back was resting comfortably against sejanus’ sheets as his hands caressed your thighs.

“please, honey,” he spoke, his voice a quiet whisper. he looked adorable between your thighs like this. he could barely tear his eyes away from your pussy, and his tongue darted out to drag across his lower lip. were you imagining it, or did his head just lean in a little closer?

a slight smile began to stretch across your face as you looked at him. your hand touched his curls, and a gentle hum left his mouth as his eyes shut.

“you don’t have to, sweetheart,” you murmured, your fingers trailing down to caress his face. he looked like a sad puppy when his eyes fluttered back open.

“but i really want to,” he spoke in the same gentle tone, “i want you to feel good. i want to take care of you.”

you could practically feel your stomach fluttering. there’s no way you could say no that, not when he looked so cute. “alright. go ahead, sej.”

sejanus’ eyes widened in an excitement and his mouth began to press warm kisses along the inside of both of your thighs. your lips parted in a breathy sigh, eyes closing as his lips trailed higher, and higher.

you felt his hands pushing your legs a little farther apart. he glanced up at you for a moment, the hint of a smile forming on his face. finally, his lips parted and his tongue licked a long strip from your entrance to your clit. when you moaned out his name and your hands moved back into his curls, his mouth watered. now, the only thing on his mind was how badly he wanted to make you cum.