#stardew valley elliott smut

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𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐰 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬 ; 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝

a/n: This took a while to write, sorry for procrastinating. Got a bit too silly :(( tw: 18+ mentions of b*ners and h*rniness, and implications of s*x ᶜʳᵉᵈᶦᵗˢ: ᵒʲᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵃⁿᵏᵉⁿ ᵏᵘⁿ

Harvey 🩺

Harvey would be hesitant to ask if you're down to have sex, but whenever he's in the mood usually he tries to act like everything is fine. But really, he can't help but have his touch linger than you longer than usual 🤭, and he really is TRYING his best to remain respectful for you. 🥺 It's also easy to catch him staring at you as he bites his lips anxiously or how he fumbles slightly with his words when you're speaking with him, it's also not that easy to miss the way he faces his pants away from you. You can still catch the sight of that suspicious bump in his trousers 😚... Despite the ache in his pants, he's not going to ask you to do something about it though! Since you've probably been busy with the hard work managing the farm,,, He doesn't want to bother you about it, unless you do like to bother with it. :))

Elliot ✒️

Only at seldom times does Elliott ever get into the mood, so there's hardly ever any time for him to ask for sex and stuff. But usually after his book tours or when you've been busy with whatever tasks you've taken up--Or had a long mining trip at Calico (They should add elevators ngl), he misses you a lot. 🥺 So when he feels deprived of you, Elliott is particularly very affectionate with you. Whether you're cooking and preparing dishes in the kitchen, watching tv on your big couch, or just about to sleep, expect to feel a pair of arms wrapped around your waist as he nuzzles himself into the back of your shoulders.  😌 (He's not subtle about it either). He'll sometimes ask if you'd be willing, he may outright tell you that he "yearns" or "wants you". As he kisses the back of your neck, eyelashes fluttering up to look at you almost pleadingly, would you really say no to that face?

Shane 🐥

It's hard to say how often Shane gets horny, since he used to get a case of whiskey dick before he met you, but now that he has you, he has cut back on the alcohol, since he wants to live long enough and grow old with you. Back on topic, it really depends on how far you are in your guy's relationship. Early on, he feels like it's unreal that you chose him of all people in Pelican Town, so whenever he does get in the mood, he doesn't want to burden you with something as troublesome as dealing with him. :( Whenever he does get the small courage to ask, he suddenly backs out. "Hey, is it okay if-- Nevermind. Forget I asked." is what you're mostly met with as he walks past you, ashamed. ☹️ But if you've been together for a while (or married), he does open up more about it. Whenever you two are just laying side by side in bed, he just thinks you're so pretty then suddenly he's got a boner! He would just hold your hand and gaze at you, waiting patiently. "If you want to of course." He would mumble, "It's not like you have to if you don't really feel like it." Well maybe you do. 😊

Sebastian 🐸

Sebastian's sex drive is kinda low, so it's very rare for him to get horny. But whenever he is? He's noticeably a lot more touchy and even clingy. Sebastian would be the one initiating physical affection with you. You two are lying in bed together? He has an arm wrapped around you, spooning. Oh you guys are playing on console together? You're now playing overcooked sat on his lap! He's busy coding? His hand is resting on your thigh "to feel less anxious". Even if you're not always glued to the hip, he always finds a way to be near you. If you're cooking, he's sitting by the table, softly smiling at you. But when you're in public and he's in the mood? This boy is a MENACE. 😭 He'd innocently whisper the things he is imagining about you in your ear before pulling away with a cheeky grin as if nothing happened. Sebastian would mention he needs to go home, before not so subtly letting you know that you can come with. With the way he's now smiling oh so sweetly! Maybe you are gonna get back at him for that.

Sam 🎸

With this boy? You already know he's constantly dtf 🙄, he doesn't even need to outright say it. Sam's already clinging onto you the second he sees you, any second he's humping against your leg like a dog in heat! Especially when he gives you this face. -> 🥺 "So..." He'd always start off before following up with a "Can we fuck?... Please?" Sam might add in a whine too if he begged. Though of course he won't force you if you're uncomfortable and not in the mood; He'd usually take care of himself in the bathroom. But if you are in the mood and down to fuck.. Sam would be over the moon! He would be so happy and excited, kissing and touching you all over. Though your legs won't be happy either the next day.

Alex 🏈

Out of all the bachelors, Alex would be the shyest when it comes to being horny. His first instinct the moment he gets a boner around you is to avoid physical touch all together, he wants to be respectful with you is all..🥺 Dude won't let you sit on his lap, kiss him, or anything that involves you pressing your body against his and he refuses to let you touch him! You'd know immediately when you straddle his lap, and when you lean close, you can hear this boy WHIMPER. 😩 Alex is trying his best to be a gentleman, but when his fingers are practically digging into your waist, he is holding back SO much. He would rest his head against your shoulder, filling the room with his sounds. Alex would be PLEADING "Please-- please please can I touch you?" but he patiently tries to waits for you " That's probably enough teasing this poor guy don't you think? (I should probably write a scenario of this ngl)

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[honey-crypt]

I need farmer to ride Elliott so much that she overstimulated him to the point he passed out then she basically gives him head for the cherry on top🥰🥰😝😝

a/n: i regret nothing in the phrases used in this work of fiction

warnings: mentions of edging, overstimulation, blowjobs, and skinny dipping (minors dni)

tagging the elliott squad: @fuerrziah @sonicsbigmassivepersonality @pxtofawn @razberry-cookie

★ save a horse, ride a cowboy - elliott x farmer ★

★ elliott’s a sensitive guy… in more than one facet of life

★ but really, would you be surprised that the guy who cried at the end of every romance novel was the same guy who could nut at the slightest touch?

★ of course, over the years of sexual encounters, elliott learned how to hold himself back from climaxing aka edging; it made his orgasms 100000x better when he started edging

★ however, you- stardew valley’s farmer- were about to teach that redheaded author a lesson

★ it’s unstoppable force vs immovable object, as the two of you battled it out to see who could make the other cum first

★ however, you found his weakness when you perched yourself on top of the writer and slammed your gorilla grip pussy onto his cock

★ elliott swore he saw yoba that night, as you rode him like a cowgirl in those old western ferngillian films

★ he tried and tried to hold himself back for as long as he could, not wanting to lose the little wager you concocted up

★ first to cum has skinny dip outside willy’s shop, he thought back to the bet you two agreed upon while your cunt sucked his soul (and dick) out

★ elliott could bear the thought of getting caught in the water nude, much less outside his friend’s (father figure) shop/home

★ yet, the more he felt your heavenly pussy engulfed around his weeping cock, the less willpower he had to hold back his orgasm

★ but then you had to do it, you had clench down just at the right spot to make elliott see stars; the writer quickly unraveled and came hard

★ euphoria and relief waved over elliott like the waves outside his cabin, as he emptied himself into the condom

★ but you didn’t stop, you kept going, your pelvis colliding with his while you rode elliott

★ his dick was too sensitive, it was too much! elliott was practically foaming from the mouth from overstimulation

★ he couldn’t vocalize his thoughts, only a series of moans and slurred remarks escaped his lips

★ yoba, the way you bounced on his cock like a bunny in heat, the sensation of being overwhelmed by pleasure?

★ too much, elliott’s eyes rolled back into his skull and promptly passed out from the stimulation

★ his eyes soon fluttered back open and noticed that you were no longer on top but rather by his thighs, face close to his leaking cock; the condom was off, exposing him to the frigid night air

★ he stared down at you, as you gently took his dick in your mouth, warm and wet just like your pussy

★ you made work of him once more, sucking elliott’s sensitive cock off just as hard as you rode it

★ drool dripped down his chin and onto his bare chest, as elliott climaxed once more, coating your mouth in thick globs of cum

★ “i win” you stated before climbing to bed with him and snuggling up

★ guess he had to skinny dip tomorrow

[thebluester2020]

Blue... Blue.... Alex and the squirting farmer did something.... Can i ask for the other male's reactions to that :3 pwease

SDV Bachelors x Farmer Who Squirts

Summary: How the bachelors react to a farmer who squirts for the first time. Warning(s): S M U T, Sam being a bit of a horndog / perv, Munch Elliot and Sebastion (it's my favorite headcanons of them and I'm dying on that hill), Shane being a bit of a dom, Harvey being a slight sub. Side note(s): I love it when y'all have big-brained ideas 💙

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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Elliot

Oddly confident?

I imagine he has a diverse collection of books. Erotica is definitely on his bookshelf somewhere so mentions of a girl (or guy) squirting aren't uncommon to him. In his mind? You squirting is a sign that he's doing something good and he would take pride in it.

So follow the vision, the two of you have been dating for a while and you finally work up the nerve to stay over at his cabin for the night just to spend some more time with him, as well as hear the waves at night.

One moment Elliot was reading to you, steadily getting to a particular spicy scene in the novel, and the next?

His head was in between your thighs slurping and sucking at your clit.

♡ - In the silence of Elliot's cabin, lewd squelching and feverous moaning could be heard.

What started as a simple visit. Elliot had sent you a letter that he had received a new book in the mail and wished to read it with you, a simple and impromptu date night that steadily turned more sensual as your lover continued to read.

Mentions of the woman in the novel being touched by her lover...his fingers slowly trailing up her legs until they reached her twitching sex before the man's fingers teased her folds, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he fingered her to orgasm. You hadn't realized you were panting like a bitch in heat until Elliot teasingly mentioned the redness in your cheeks, questioning if you wanted to recreate the scene.

You couldn't imagine a scenario where you said no.

"Ah~! Elliot, oh fuck..." You moaned, your hands gripping onto Elliot's hair for dear life as he sucked and kissed at your clit, hums of appreciation escaping his glistening lips as his fingers teased your entrance.

Alone, his tongue proved his skill in pleasuring you. The whispered words of his love told to none other than your pussy as if it were capable of talking back to him, but, you oh so desperately wanted him to touch and scratch that itch inside of you. "You're twitching so much my love..." Elliot said, pressing one more kiss to your bud before he kissed up your thigh until he reached your calf.

"Elliot..." You whispered, teary-eyed and begging much to his amusement.

He leaned forward with a smirk, caging you in with his body as his free hand traveled back down to your pussy. "Yes~?" He smirked.

"N-Need you..."

"You already have me dear, what more can I give you."

Your blush only increased as your eyes looked away from his from both embarrassment and to gesture to the hand that was touching you everywhere but where you needed your lover the most. "T-There..."

"Your pussy? Aren't I already doing that?"

You pouted. "N-Need you...inside..." When his brown rose with that slow rising smile of his, your sex-dazed brain quickly remembered its manners as you whispered a shy 'Please' to him. And, without further convincing, Elliot's fingers plunged into your pussy, tearing a moan from the confines of your throat as your hands gripped the pillow behind you.

Elliot pressed sensual kisses all over your face, eventually focusing on nipping the shell of your ear as he felt your sex begin to clamp around your fingers. Your hands eventually left the pillow and moved to wrap around Elliot's neck as your moans suddenly increased in volume and frequency. "E-Elliot!" You keened. "S Something...oh fuck! C-Cumming!"

Without warning, there was a gushing noise, Elliot's attention swiping from your face to your sex before his eyes widened at the sight of a clear liquid spurting from your pussy and your legs shaking ferociously. His mouth fell open at the arousing sight, his cock twitching in its confines at the gorgeous sight before he looked back to you.

Your eyes were unfocused and cloudy, unshed tears brimming the edges of your eyes as your chest heaved up and down.

"My love..." He whispered. "Care to give me such a show again~?"

Sebastion

Flustered (his cock literally gets as hard as a diamond)

I like to believe that Sebastion is a virgin but he isn't stupid.

He knows of people being able to squirt, but he doesn't have experience due to him being a shut-in and never being intimate with anyone. When the two of you started dating though, his mind shifted as y'all got more handsy with one another.

The feeling of you cumming around his cock, the taste of your pussy. It all drove him nuts and eventually awakened something in him that screamed "Can they do more?".

And one night, when his family was out and you and him were getting hot n' heavy in his bedroom. Your body tucked into Sebastion's front as he looked over your shoulder as he fingered your lewd pussy, he got his answer.

♡ - He couldn't tear his eyes away from you.

And by "you", he meant your pussy that was clamping so tightly over his fingers if it feared of letting go of him! Such a lewd sight was a rarity- nay, an impossible scene for him to fathom for a shut-in like himself unless he watched porn or used his imagination. Of course, this was all before he got to know you.

Now? As you whined and moaned so prettily for him, your arms looped around his head in a subconscious way of trying to ground yourself while you practically fucked yourself on his fingers...his cheeks were so red that he felt as if he were on fire, he hadn't the slightest clue how he hadn't cum in his pants yet.

Sebastion pressed a sensual kiss to the corner of your lips. "You're so pretty Y/N...y'know that?" Sebastion whispered before his eyes went back to the scene before him as his fingers steadily grew more and more coated with your slick.

However, it was when a keen escaped your lips that he knew there was something different about the way your pussy twitched around his fingers then. How your hand raced to try and stop his hand and you began to whisper and beg for a break.

"Huh?" He said almost like a confused puppy. "You've never asked for a break before..." Cruelly, the thrusts of his fingers sped up as a smile cracked onto his flustered features at the sound of your moans increasing in volume.

"S-Sebby...!" You whined as your legs started to thrash and your cunt got sloppier, wetness started to coat his hand more and more as Sebastion's eyes were glued to the unfolding scene before him.

Yet before even he had a chance to predict what might happen, his hand was soon coated with the warmth of your gushing juices. His eyes widened in both shock and arousal as your legs shook and seized, the very scene stealing the very breath from his lungs as he struggled to not cum in his pants and save his load for when he was fucking you.

"Yoba..." He whispered as he brought his hand up to his face.

"Sorry..." You whispered, barely even coherent as you tried to will the energy to look at him.

He scoffed as he licked your slick off from his fingers. "Sorry?" He scoffed.

"Don't be~ let's do that again, but on my cock this time."

Sam

Excited (my favorite lil' perv)

I'm going to stick to my own personal theme of Sam being a bit fo a pervert and say that you squirting has been on his mind for a while now, along with the other nasty ideas floating around inside his head.

Some nights, when he's fisting his cock to the thought of you in a sundress or that time when he visited your farm and found you bent over to pick something up. He'd think about the 'What if?' moments of where he's behind you.

Beads of sweat dripping down your skin from the summer heat as he plunged into you repeatedly, his hand coming down to rub circles onto your clit as he got drunk off of your moans and begs for release.

Up until, much to his surprise, he felt a wetness splash onto him and drip down his thighs, your thighs quivering as he had to hold you up to keep you from collapsing.

Poor you, now you had to go at least three more rounds with him!

♡ - A pornographic moan escaped his lips when you squirted for the first time.

As sweat dripped from Sam's forehead as his cock dragged against your warm walls, he couldn't help the delirious moans that left his kiss-swollen lips. Almost as if he were the one who just squirted and not you. "B-Babe?" He said, lazily wiping the sweat from his eyes with the back of his arm before he leaned forward. "Can you do that again...? Fuck...you have to do that again" He begged, needy whines leaving his lisp as his thrusts picked up speed with a fervor more ardent than moments previously.

He couldn't even begin to explain how long he'd been waiting for this moment!

Since the first time he slipped into your pussy all those months ago!

When his imagination finally became reality.

From then on, he felt like a dog in heat. From a brief whiff of your perfume, to those rare-spotted moments where you bended forward in front of him. Your pussy was far too addicting for him to let go so easily, his aching cock always hard and at attention when he was around you as the thoughts of what he wanted to do next, what he wanted to experience next with you plagued his every waking thought!

But...now that he's seen you squirt? All the times he's had sex with you prior seemed to pale in comparison as the memory replayed again and again in his mind.

"S-Sam...!" You gasped. "S-Slow down- Ah!"

He pouted. "I can't..." He whined in your ear. "I just can't, fuuuuckkk, your pussy feels too good." He said, watery blue orbs looking into yours as a dopey grin slowly crawled its way onto his blushing features.

"You'll squirt on my dick again, right Y/N? Oh pleaassee say that you will..." To accentuate his begging, the side of his face dug into the valley between your bouncing breasts as he moaned at the feeling of your pussy clamping down on his dick and the sound of your fucked-dumb pleas of 'More' or 'Go faster' rang in his ears.

"Don't worry Y/N..." Sam chuckled as his grip on your love handles tightened to the point you knew in the back of your head that you'd have some bruises there in the morning, his balls slapping against your sex echoing throughout his room. "I'll make sure that you feel really good."

Harvey

Similar to Sebastion, he's flustered but like way more.

You were taking control for the night and were fucking yourself onto his dick. Yet, the deeper angle pressed into a delicious ache inside of your cunt and caused you to become a little more...greedier than you typically were.

To the point, you were unconsciously overstimulating your poor lover as he was too fucked-dumb to even still you how you were fucking him too good. How, like yourself, were beginning to feel strange as his balls tightened up at his oncoming unexpected release.

But by the time you got off his cock, that last feeling of friction suddenly made him squirt just as, if not more than you had.

He was squirting allllll over his stomach.

♡ - When you squirted on Harvey's dick, your warm wetness splashing against his thighs as you threw your head back to let out a keen of sheer ecstasy. He felt like he was in pure heaven.

Yet as you slowly came down from your high, the aftershocks from your orgasm still washing over you as your pussy clenched and unclenched around Harvey's cock. When your gaze finally settled back onto your lover, you could've sworn you saw hearts start to appear in Harvey's eyes as you steadily began to roll your hips on his still-hard cock.

"Harvey?" You spoke breathily. "You okay?"

He was more than fine.

But, it took a long minute for the doctor to express that as he lazily looked up at you as if you hung the very moon and stars just for him. After all, he was far too focused on how your hips were rubbing against him oh so perfectly. How your sloppy pussy was so warm and so tight even after the countless times that the both of you had been together...so much so that he was slipping further and further into the fogginess that his pleasure-ridden brain provided.

"Harveeyyy~" You said his name like a siren as you caressed his cheek. "Feelin' good?" You purred, giggling when Harvey answered honestly with an eager nod and an 'Uh huh'.

At his honesty, you began to speed up your hip rolls, a choked-up whine just barely escaping Harvey's throat as his grip upon your hips tightened as he ground up into you in search of more friction. Yet, you knew your lover, although he was more vocal than your previous partners. This time? He was a lot more vocal than he typically was (not that you were complaining).

You almost wanted to be concerned.

But the sight of Harvey's eyes starting to roll into the back of his head?

It was far too delectable for you to give up on.

"So cute f' me baby~" You praised as you pressed your hands onto Harvey's chest, your hips falling and rising more rapidly onto your lover as more and more unashamed moans left his lips. "You should be this shameless more often." You giggled.

"I love how shy you are but I think I like this side of you a lot more." You giggled before you quickly snapped back to Harvey's face as his moans and occasional whines began to increase in pitch.

"Oh....shit, Y/N. H-Honey, I feel weird...please don't stop!"

"I think something- Oh fuck, d-don't stop...!"

"Yoba! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-"

Quickly, you dismounted your lover before finishing him off with your hands, wanting to see the amount of his spend before you were met with the unexpected scene of him squirting. The white liquid sprayed all over his stomach and just underneath his chest as Harvey's screamed to the point you feared he'd wake your animals. Your eyes were as wide as saucers, yet...as your gasping lover struggled to catch his breath.

A part of you begged to see him do it again.

Shane

RIP to your pussy

He's definitely fucking you harder after that little display.

But how he reacts in other ways definitely depends on the location. If you two are having sex at your place? I like to imagine that he'll get really kinky with it and try to make you scream as loud as possible, making sure that everyone within a ten-minute radius of your farmstead knows who made you squirt.

If you're fucking at Marnie's house, however? That'll be the time you find out just how good (and sexy) slow sex with Shane can be.

Ultimately though, when you squirt, Shane is in the business of making sure that you continue the party alllllll night long until he's satisfied or you passed out.

♡ - Ohohoho...he's been waiting for this moment since the second he had access to your tight little cunt.

"Shit farmer...didn't know you could squirt~" Shane groaned as he pressed a hand into the middle of your back, forcing you to arch even more as he drilled his cock further into your sloppy cunt. "How many other secrets are you holdin' out on me, eh?" He continued to interrogate you even though he fully understood you were incapable of answering in a complete sentence, much less uttering a single word aside from the breathless moans that escaped your hoarse mouth.

Yet as the local drunk fucked pussy, his full balls slapping against your cunt as the noises filled your otherwise quiet bedroom.

He couldn't help but remember the fact that he used to be so rude to you before he actually stopped and got to know you.

Suddenly, your face appeared in the forefront of his mind and as he became more drunk off how your walls squeezed his cock, the enveloping warmth began to make his hips stutter as he felt his release close in on him. All he could think about was making you his cute little farmer wife.

The two of you could raise allll the chickens you wanted.

But most importantly? And the most special little bonus that he and only he would get unlike the other people in this town who possibly had a crush on you? He'd have 24/7 access to your squirting little cunt, your moans that shamelessly told him to keep going despite your overstimulation.

He uttered out a guttural 'Fuck' at the idea. "Fuck pretty...we should get married after this, huh?" He smirked. "Ain't no way I'm losing this tight pussy, especially after figuring out what you can do tonight."

[coffeeshopguest]

please i need stardew valley bachelors in a kinky gangbang with gender neutral or female farmer!

I loved this suggestion but please have mercy, I didn't know which ones you wanted so I did all 6 which was VERY difficult for me to incorporate so I made it sort of cheap in the end to save having to write a whole night of sex with them all 😭 pls enjoy! I'm sorry if it's a little shitty, I've never written or read group sex stuff 😭

The Bachelor's and the Farmer's Night

Word Count: 1569

Pairing: F!Reader x Sebastian, Harvey, Sam, Alex, Shane & Elliott

Warning: 18+, group sex, rope kink, handcuffs, swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, anal mention, oral mention, cum swallowing, light bdsm (choking, spanking), all of it is pretty vague and quickly mentioned except the fingering & vaginal sex

It was Sam's idea. Not that he was gonna openly parade that around to anyone at first. It started as a pathetic fantasy that he would get off on at night, thin walls making him cover his own mouth as he imagined the farmer laying on a bed, tied down, taking it from him and Sebastian over and over. He was ashamed to even incorporate his friend in a fantasy, but the idea of a threesome with the farmer and Sebastian was just...so fucking hot. The idea of watching her get fucked, then fucking her - Sam was a simple man and he nearly came on the spot every single time he imagined it. 

What's worse? He began incorporating the idea of Alex in the mix. He was friendly with Alex - and Sam had seen the farmer interacting with Alex a lot recently. Even throwing around a football with him the other day. Sam didn't immediately think anything of it, until he woke up sweating and hard, having dreamt the farmer and Alex going at it while Sam jacked off and waited for his turn patiently. Slowly, Sam began to think about...what if more people got involved? And oh, god. He finally let it slip to Sebastian. 

"What do you think of that new farmer?" Sam asked as he took a shot for one of the striped balls on the pool table. His voice was even, but his heart was racing a pathetic amount. 

Sebastian leaned on his stick, watching Sam's shot. "She's cute," Sebastian answered. The two made slow eye contact and Sam debated just leaving the whole conversation at that. But something about the way Sebastian stared him down made him crack. 

"Yeah, yeah, she is...uh- you like her?" 

Sebastian took a swig of his drink, nodded a little. "Sure," he said, "why?" 

"How...how do you like her?" Sam gently rested his stick down on the wall, watching his friend. "Like," he began, "sexually...or...?" 

Eyes widening a little, Sebastian tilted his head. "I- we don't usually talk about that kinda stuff," he dismissed, turning his attention to the pool table and ignoring Sam for a moment. 

Sam nodded slightly, before he finally whispered, "I know but I want to...uh..." he glanced around the Saloon to see if anyone was looking towards them. No one was. "I kinda want to...have...some group sex with them." 

Sebastian took a shot, perhaps out of shock, the cue ball launched across the table and sunk a striped ball. He stared down at the table. Quiet. "Just us three or?" 

"Uhm...I was thinking maybe Alex..." 

Sebastian raised his head up, hair falling over his left eye. "The farmer? Did you talk to her?"

 Sam shook his head and Sebastian slowly turned to the table where he'd set his drink aside, grabbing it and gently taking a sip. "Ask her. Tell me when you do."

"You...you're in?" 

Sebastian gave a short nod, and the two acted as though the conversation never even happened. 

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When presented with the idea, albeit from a terrified Sam, you agreed immediately. With a condition. You wanted Sam to invite Elliott, Shane, and Harvey. His eyes widened. 

"Six....you want six guys-" you nodded. Sam had to awkwardly adjust his pants, at the mere suggestion of that many guys fucking you he got hard. Just the idea of watching it was too much for him. "I- I'll see what they say." 

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To Sam's shock, every single person agreed. He was expecting a sharp no from Shane, but he said yes without a second thought. Harvey stuttered out a "Oh...holy shit...uh- at the farm-?" and blushed madly. Elliott tried to maintain some sort of dignity but by the immediate bulge in his pants Sam guessed his answer before Elliott could recover words and agree. Alex tried to act disgusted at first. But then he mumbled a "can I bring handcuffs and rope?" (Sam asked "dude you live with your grandparents in a small town, why do you even have those?" and was met with a glare). 

So it was arranged, a day and time was set. The six made their way down to the farm, chatting quietly amongst themselves. Sam was hard basically half the day before this, eagerly awaiting the nighttime - when his fantasy would become reality. The farmer answered the door, smiling softly at the six men. "Boys, come on in," she smiled. Sam nearly choked, they were wearing a flannel, opened up, only a bra underneath. Fuck. Fucking christ. She was good at this. 

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Upon being brought to the bedroom, Sam gently guided you to lay down, Harvey quickly mumbled "she needs a safe word-" and the rest agreed. Turning their attention to you. Six flushed, eager faces. You felt like prey laying in the bed, flannel opened to expose your bra. A safe word definitely was needed. As much as you wanted to take all six repeatedly you weren't entirely sure how much you could take before you were too used.

"Red light," you murmured out. "Yellow light means give me a break, but I want to keep going." 

And so it began. Sam quickly ripped off the flannel and tossed it aside, then tore the bra off and threw it aside, his hands wandered to your jeans, slowly unzipping them. Your panties exposed, he gently moved his hand down, rubbing softly against the wet spot. You bit your lip, about to moan. Quickly, Sam backed up, Sebastian took one side of the bed and Alex the other. Hands launched to your chest, as Sam gently finished pulling off your pants. A hand on each breast, gently running your ripples through their fingers, you began moaning out loud. Sam got off the bed. 

"Who wants to go first?" he asked, Elliott stepped forward. He gently undid his pants, erection springing out. He gently lined up. 

You bit your lip, before he backed away, "did...anyone bring lube?" Elliott's voice gently asked. It was Harvey who had, gently digging it out of his jacket pocket and handing it over. Elliott gently poured some into his hand, gliding it across your pussy causing you to moan out. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Sam, eagerly jacking off as he watched. Sebastian was still by your side, but his hands had left your body. Elliott gently shoved a finger in. "I'll start slow, you're about to have a hell of a night," he said reassuringly. 

You looked up into his eyes, nodding softly. He smiled, gently leaning down, placing a kiss on your forehead, before be pulled his finger out. "Did that hurt at all?" you shook your head, and he gently shoved two fingers in, letting your body adjust to the feeling, he slowly began pumping them in and out of you. All eyes were on you and you whimpered softly, meeting eyes with Shane who was still fully dressed. 

"Sha- shane-" you mumbled, gasping as Elliott's fingers expertly worked you. "Can- you- strip?" 

A hand gently laced around your neck, "use manners, baby, what do we say?" it was Sebastian's hand, tight grip but just light enough not to hurt. Elliott's fingers effortlessly kept time. 

"Please?" you whimpered, the hand left your neck and Shane slowly began to undo his belt. As soon as he was stripped, Elliott's hands left you, for only a second you had a miserable feeling of emptiness before Shane swapped with Elliott. 

He postioned himself, hands gently gripping your hips as he found where to line up. "Ready?" you nodded, and with one swift thrust he was in you. Lips found your neck, Shane was focused on fucking you. It was Harvey who had knelt beside you, hand gently gliding down your body to your tit's. Lips on your neck, sucking and leaving a hickey. 

Shane grunted, speeding up more. "Fuck- tight...gonna-" 

"Not in her," Sam whimpered, you had forgotten Sam was still here, in the corner of the events jacking off. "We can't all...not in her." 

To describe the events would be tiring and long and endless. They took turns, spilling themselves over your naked body, in your ass, in your mouth. Alex was partial to rough sex, Sam into watching, Harvey wanted to pleasure you however you asked, Shane was focused solely on his own quick finish, Sebastian wanted to tie you down with Alex's ropes when he fucked you and choke you out, Elliott was gentle and soft and sweet and placed kisses on your forehead as you took their dicks over and over and over. 

In the end, the sun rose when you guys finally ended the session. You had given several sessions of head. Taken fingers, fists, and dicks. Been tied down, choked, spanked, had your hair pulled. And each of them had asked for something the others hadn't. Sam begged to finish by jacking off onto your naked body. Sebastian wanted your lips wrapped around his cock when he finished. Alex, he was the one who dug out a condom so he could feel your pussy tighten around him as he came inside you. 

When the session ended, you simply told all of them. "We're doing this again." 

[sdv-roseglass-farm]

NSFW Elliott headcannons

'Hi, um could I request Elliott nsfw headcanons with a female reader? Please and thank you!' - Anonymous

Hello! Thank you for the request, sorry it took me so long :) I hope you enjoy them! I wrote for both him alone, gender neutral, female and male readers :)

Word count: 1386

Masturbation headcannons:

He is 100% a virgin before meeting you, but he definitely isn't completely lost about sex or what he enjoys

He may be one of the older bachelors but he has rather poor social skills so he has not gotten far with anyone

With getting stressed about writing, he enjoys edging himself to encourage himself to get a certain amount write before cumming

With edging himself so much, especially in a writing block, he often ends up in tears out of desperation

With living alone on the beach he doesn't have to worry about people hearing him so he is very noisy, especially with dirty talk

He enjoys reading sexual romance novels and not letting himself touch himself until he finishes the book

Sex toys are all kept under his bed in a box, where he has different things including different types of vibrators and dildos.

He uses the vibrators and dildos as different ways to edge and tease himself

He loves watching porn where the participants are overstimulated and covered in cum

Watching someone using a fuck machine and become super messy is one of his favourite types of videos to get off to

With gen!reader:

Dirty talk is his specialty to the point that half the time he doesn't even realise it - and terms of endearment fall out his mouth with so much ease you would think he has forgotten your name

He sounds rather proper due to his large vocabulary from spending all of his time reading since he was young, but watching him fall apart due to it is the best thing

He is always willing to experiment, but doesn't like much physical pain, finding it too distracting.

He prefers to use soft material to be tied or to tie you up with rather than handcuffs or rough rope

He loves being able to hear the person he is with, being able to hear the become more of a mess due to him

Cockwarming when he is writing is something he loves, though he loses track of what he is meant to be writing so easily as the sight and feel of you on him makes his mind blank

He prefers watching you go down on him mostly, just because the sight of drool, his cum and your tears all over your face can cause him to cum without being touched

You cockwarming him with your mouth under his desk makes him feel as though he is permanently on the brink of orgasm

He does sometimes lose control with grabbing your hair and face-fucking you, but he is never rough with it and is always careful to not hurt you too badly

No matter the gender of his partner or their genitals, he will keep a hair tie on his wrist in preparation if he does end up having oral sex that day, as he prides himself on his hair and likes to keep it out of the way when being so intimate

While he is down for a lot of things, he does become very flustered for your first few times and doesn't fully open up to experimenting until after becoming more comfortable

You are his number one priority and will all be checking in with you throughout no matter what you do to make sure that you are okay and enjoying yourself

He will make sure you have deep discussions before trying anything new and your plans, such as if you want him to come inside you he will talk about protection for stds (and pregnancies for people with a uterus)

he firmly believes that you can tell a lot from someone's eyes and prefers positions where you can see one another

If he is writing erotica, even just to practice his writing skills, he will experiment with you to make sure the things are possible such as the positions or the look someone gets

With fem!reader:

He enjoys eating you out, watching his mouth cause you so much pleasure but with his unconscious habit of dirty talk he accidentally breaks away from your cunt a lot

Sitting on his face and being in control is the best way to make sure this doesn't happen, and he sure won't be complaining as he loves the sight of you on top of him

He loves making you wet and watching your wetness drip from your cunt

Filling you up with his cum and watching it leak from your pussy is honestly heaven to him, and he will use his fingers to spread it around and over your clit to cause you cum again and push more of his cum out

He uses it as an excuse to fill you up again, loving the feeling of your walls milking his cock

While he will use lube with you, he prefers using your own wetness and his cum to make you messy

The best position in his mind is against his desk or on the kitchen counter, where he can watch your face as you come undone and watch your tits bounce with every movement

Overstimulation is definitely expected with him as your partner, as he will love continuously going and watching your cunt become red from the amount of attention it is receiving and from the impact of his thrusts

With his love for watching you become wet and messy, he will sometimes nick some of your underwear and become instantly turned on at any dampness on them, especially if there is any slickness in them

He will keep your underwear for a couple of days, getting off on the smell of them before returning them to your laundry

He is fully on board if you ever want to peg him, with having used dildos on himself and has offered to let you watch him ride one

With male!reader:

He enjoys giving you a blowjob, watching you lose yourself to pleasure from his mouth alone is a massive turn on

You fucking his face is definitely a turn on for him, with your cock being shoved down his throat at a pace he doesn't control causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head

He has offered to let you watch him ride one of his dildos before, and is more than willing to take either role when it comes to anal sex

He uses an excess amount of lube, loving how messy it makes you and uses your precum to help make you messier

He will make you cum multiple times, preferring you to come on him or on your body rather than on the desk or bed

He will use his fingers to push any of your cum that has spilt out of him back inside of him

He is more than willing to lick up any cum off of you, whether you scoop some up with your fingers or if it is off your stomach

He will use a desk or bed to help make sure you can both face one another still during anal sex

He is more than willing to ride you or let you ride him, with it definitely causing him to talk a lot more

He will consistently overstimulate you and milk your cock - loving the mixture of pleasure and pain and the look in your eyes with how blank your mind goes from the amount of times he made you cum

Aftercare:

He will clean you off and make sure you are okay

He will make sure you are comfortable, wrapping you up in his duvet cover while fetching you both some water and something to eat

After making sure you have eaten and drank something he will help you to the bathroom to pee and to also make sure you are fully cleaned up

He will then help you back and pull you to his chest, and have a discussion about what you enjoyed, didn't enjoy etc.

Your enjoyment is his number one priority and he is the king at communication

If you need something he will run off to grab it for you, making sure that you are not hurt physically or emotionally

He will hold you to his chest for however long you want, while making sure you know his own feelings on what happened

[waxskies]

SDV Bachelor Kinks ~ 18+ Content

Shane | Clothing Fetish

❣ nothing silences the storm inside Shane’s clouded mind more than seeing you in a sexy outfit.

❣ the sight of you has him flustered and pink, heartbeat pounding in his ears. and when his thick, hardened hands bundle a fistful of silk, satin, velvet, or leather—his dick aches.

❣ trembling, his stocky fingers feel the lace on top of your breasts. he breathes heavy while his hands explore the slutty outfit you put on just for him.

❣ he struggles to keep it together whenever he sees the way spandex accentuates every curve of your body. his hard cock twitches and drools in his pants all because of you, and your willingness to indulge his clothing fetish.

❣ the thought of you picking out an outfit for him to fuck you in makes him so hard, it’s almost painful.

❣ it’s impossible for his insecurities to tell him your love for him is a joke when you’re wearing the sheer, black thigh highs he loves so much, and you’re wearing them because he loves them.

❣ Shane has you on all fours. his fingers hooked on the white thong he’s pushed aside to fuck his wanting wet dick inside your slick warm cunt. he looks down at the nylon stockings squeezing your thighs and tightens his belly, determined not to cum. not yet.

❣ “so hot,” he groans between hefty breaths and the sound of his flushed skin colliding with yours echoes. “did you wear that for me, baby?”

❣ a series of lingering whimpers is your only response.

❣ “this what you wanted?” his voice shakes.

❣ “mhmm,” you manage to hum. hearing you shoves Shane past the edge, and he pulls his dick out of your pussy to press the head of his gushing cock against your black, nylon thigh highs. his sticky cum drips on your stockings.

Harvey | Public Sex

❣ the thrill of being caught silences Harvey’s anxious thoughts while his dick urges him to focus on the present moment.

❣ sitting next to Harvey on a fuzzy red fleece blanket under a black sky, you watched the stars flicker above you. the moon’s silver glare filled your empty wine glass, and the sweet smell of grenache and grass filled your nose.

❣ Harvey took the stemmed glass from you and set it aside before placing his hand on your thigh. his grip tightened and the hem of your dress lifted.

❣ you peered down at the back of his hand where jutted veins grew at his wrist like vines surging toward his knuckles.

❣ you traced his bumpy veins with your fingertips and Harvey leaned to kiss you with his seashell-pink lips. the palm of his hand sank into the fat of your thigh, and his touch evoked a prickle of warmth. it tingled inside you; spilling across your body. he parted his lips further, and the square-cut of his bottom lip dropped so his satin tongue could taste you.

❣ his sweet, wine-stained breath filled your lungs until the kiss ended. his half-lidded umber eyes gazed at you, gleaming with lust. the pressure of his large hand on your thigh lifted and Harvey tilted his body forward to hold your wrist. he tugged at it, beckoning you.

❣ you straddled his lap and Harvey circled your arms around his neck, tufts of his auburn hair filled the gaps of your fingers. you leaned into him, your breasts kneaded his chest and his velvet lips sealed yours so the two of you could share a single breath.

❣ he stuffed his hand between the heat of your bodies and unclasped his belt. the sound of his zipper sent you into a state of ruin, pining for him.

❣ while he eased the tip of his cock inside you, he leaned his forehead against yours.

❣ Harvey plunged his dick further inside your wet aching pussy and you moaned.

❣ his breath shuddered, and his shaking hands took his sienna tie from around his neck and stuffed it in your mouth to muffle your moans.

❣ “quiet dear,” Harvey grunted while fucking you.

Elliott | Bondage

❣ Elliott’s shamrock-green eyes washed over your body and waves of devotion flooded his senses.

❣ he admired the trail of rose petals he had adorned you with. from your neck to your belly button, he had kissed you, and sealed each kiss with a velvet petal.

❣ the green in his longing stare was a stark contrast to the thick, braided red ropes tying your hands and feet to his bed. a detail that had not been missed by Elliott’s keen sensibilities.

❣ tying you up like this was the only way he could make you understand how you made him feel.

❣ the vulnerability you felt being naked and admired.

❣ the excitement and fear of being bound by passion.  

❣ even the deep wrenching desire and anticipation you felt, he too had felt time and time again.

❣ he needed you to know—to understand—in the way only you could.

❣ Elliott stood on his knees between your sprawled legs.

❣ legs bound by the red rope that symbolized the fire you had cast inside him.

❣ two of his fingers sank into your wet cunt and your hips pushed toward his hand.  

❣ he closed his eyes, desperate to fully relish the sounds you made for him. careful to not let a single moment of pleasure escape him.   

Alex | Breeding

❣ Alex’s cock drilled into your dripping pussy. his hands strangled your hips while he railed you from behind with your body bent, torso lying against the kitchen table.

❣ you eyed your discarded wedding dress on the floor, a reminder there was nothing pure about Alex’s sexual appetite.

❣ this was not what you had expected from a man who saved himself for marriage, but you supposed it was the universe’s way of getting back at you for lying to him by telling him you were a virgin.

❣ he definitely made your pussy feel like a virgin cunt being fucked senseless for the first time. you had already cum three times. Alex two.

❣ your thighs were drenched with his seed, some of which had seeped down to your calf.

❣ Alex tried his best to scoop up his cum with the head of his cock and shove it back into your pussy, but you were too wet.

❣ it only fueled him to drive his dick deeper inside you and cum as much as he could. your slick cunt made it all the more possible for Alex to bury his cock into the farthest reaches of your pussy.

❣ but Alex still wanted more.

❣ he wanted to fuck you the way Yoba had intended: raw and filled to the absolute brim with his seed.

❣ “Alex,” you cried, your eyes wet and your pussy sore.

❣ “oh baby, just one more, please baby, please,” he’d beg as he continued to drill into you, “you take it so good.”

Sam | Praise

❣ your family was visiting, and it was the first time you truly hated how quiet farm life could be. at night, every sound was amplified by the silence, making it impossible for you and Sam to fool around without the entire house knowing.

❣ especially because Sam’s loud. he’d promised to be quiet, but you knew he couldn’t manage it.

❣ and there was no way you’d get anything past Jodi’s watchful eyes, so Sam’s place was a no-go. you had condemned yourself to three weeks of celibacy for the duration of their visit and were a little more than confused when Sam woke you up at two in the morning, throwing rocks at your bedroom window.

❣ “where are we going?” you asked him for the second time. he held your hand while marching in front of you.

❣ “you’ll see,” he said.

❣ “Sam,” you whined, but he ignored you. dragging you farther into the night until the two of you were standing behind the nauseatingly blue joja mart, in front of the back entrance.

❣ with one hand still holding yours, Sam shoved the other into his pocket and pulled out a key.

❣ grinning wide, he opened the door and pulled you inside. both your shoes squeaked across the clinically blue tiles and Sam turned on the florescent lights. his torso leaning against your back. you turned around to face him.

❣ “really?” you laughed, and Sam grabbed the elastic waistline of your pajama pants and pulled you into him.

❣ “yup,” Sam’s voice lowered, and he tilted his head forward to kiss you. his soft pink lips gripped yours and the week of suppressed urges caught up to you. causing a fit of longing to bounce through your body.

❣ “cameras?” you pulled away from him and asked.

❣ “Morris is too cheap,” he shrugged and sunk his hands past the waistline of your pants. your skin warm to the touch. he slipped his palms under your underwear and grabbed your ass to push your hips into his. you felt his semi-hard cock poking you through his sweatpants. and the open space made your cheeks burn hot with shame.

❣ “privacy?” you said, turning your head to look around at the eerily empty store. as if the place wasn’t creepy enough during the day. Sam groaned, impatient and horny and you glared at him. he chuckled and smiled, playing it off. the last thing he wanted was to annoy you when he was so close to getting what he wanted.

❣ “yeah…i was going to say, we can go…,” Sam said, his eyes desperate and darting, “there.” he pulled one of his hands out of your underwear and pointed to a closet. you squinted your eyes at him as the realization he had dragged you out in the dead of night to fuck you inside the joja mart fully registered.

❣ “ok,” you said, and Sam’s blue eyes lit up like a winter star tree. one of his hands was still shoved inside your pants and cradling your ass, he gave it a quick squeeze before letting go and leading you over to the closet.

❣ with his arm stretched across your shoulders, he opened the closet door. he slipped his arm downward to press the palm of his hand against your back, guiding you inside while he turned on the light. it was small and nearly full of metal shelves piled with cardboard boxes. he shut the door and leaned against the wall, holding out his arms.

❣ “baby,” he cried, stretching out his arms and squeezing the air between you. the desperation in his voice matched the pained expression on his face.

❣ “oh, Sam.” you moved toward him, and the sound of your voice fizzed in his mind, frying his thoughts. his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer, while one of your hands held his face and cradled his cheek and the other stroked the feathery blonde hair at the nape of his neck. Sam sighed and leaned further into the wall, holding you tighter. your body between his legs as he held you close.

❣ close was never close enough for Sam, even when the two of you were completely naked and pressed together, he wanted more. you couldn’t imagine how awful the past week had been for him.

❣ “i did good?” he leaned his forehead on yours. the tip of his nose brushed against the bridge of yours. you bit down on your bottom lip and smiled, and Sam’s eyes danced. his warm breath touched your mouth.

❣ “so good,” you whispered, and a short whine pressed against Sam’s throat.

❣ “how good?” he begged. you kissed him and he buried his hands underneath your shirt, pawing at the clasps of your bra. but before he could get them apart, you dropped down to your knees in front of him. Sam gasped and your fingers curled and hooked onto the waistband of his sweatpants.

❣ “this good.” you looked up at his face. strings of blonde hanging down and framing his cheekbones. his eyes glazed and his heart thrumming. eagerness singed and stirred inside him, filling his cock from base to tip. your bent fingers and pulled his pants down.

❣ the tight tent his dick had pitched stood out, the head of his cock directly in front of your mouth. your mouth watered as you eyed it. you lifted your hand and massaged his length from the confines of its cloth prison. Sam responded with a loud moan and leaned his head against the wall.

❣ “i missed this so much,” he whined while you bullied the tip of his clothed cock with your thumb.

❣ you opened your mouth and pressed your tongue against his tip, closing it to suck on his dick for a moment before pulling away. Sam nearly sobbed and you watched as a patch of precum spread across the navy-blue cotton. 

❣ “you taste so sweet babe,” you hummed while pressing your hand against his thigh. you slithered your hand up his thigh, past his boxers and cupped his balls in the palm of your hand to massage them gently.

❣ “mphm,” Sam groaned, thrusting his hips, pushing himself further into your hand. desperate for more. “please, please, please,” he babbled.

❣ “anything for you,” you spoke softly while you took your hand out of his boxers and started to pull them down. inch-by-inch you peeled them away from his skin while Sam writhed and whined.

❣ “i deserve it?” Sam asked while his pink cock sprang to freedom.

❣ “so much.” you circled your fingers around his shaft. “you’re such a good boy.”

❣ you wet your lips while staring directly into his wide, blue eyes. “and good boys deserve rewards.”

❣ you led with your tongue first, guiding his cock down your throat. Sam whimpered, his legs already shaking.

Sebastian | Free Use

❣ Sebastian watched the end of your skirt wave. hypnotized by its movements while you picked at book after book, pulling their spines to the edge of the dusty bookshelf before shoving them back into their designated spots.

❣ your skirt slapped against your thighs, and a nearly audible groan weighed against his Adam’s apple. he knew you weren’t wearing anything under your skirt. and the only thing keeping his greedy eyes from seeing the image of your bare ass was a strong gust of wind.

❣ you wore nothing underneath because it’s the way Sebastian liked things. you did it because when you confronted him about the agonizing dry spell you endured when the two of you started dating, he struggled to explain his fear that—even now—you would reject him.

❣ the broken chords cracking in his voice were what kept you from telling him how ridiculous he was. so instead you had promised to be ready for him whenever he wanted.

❣ what you weren’t expecting was for Sebastian to bury his cock inside you every second the two of you were alone. both a fortunate and unfortunate side effect of the agreement the two of you had made.

❣ Sebastian curled his fingers and held his hand out underneath the bottom of your flittering skirt. he drummed his fingertips against the inside of the hem, lifting the fabric far enough away to catch a glimpse of the curve at the bottom of your ass.

❣ with his stare fixed on your creamy thighs prettily pressed, all he could think about was spreading your legs so he could stuff his face between your thighs.

❣ you continued to thumb through literature, knowing if you indulged every horny gesture Sebastian made, nothing would ever get done.

❣ Sebastian wondered if he got on his knees and plunged his tongue in your pussy if you’d yelp. would it be loud enough to get Gunther’s attention? would Gunther understand that Sebastian desperately needed to taste his girlfriend’s cute cunt? even in the middle of the afternoon inside the town’s library. the thought of it was making Sebastian’s pants become unbearably tight.

❣ suddenly a pair of footsteps robbed Sebastian of his midday fantasy. a current of shame rushed through him, and he moved away from your behind to pretend the colored book spines wasting away on wooden shelves were more interesting than your beautiful ass.

❣ “hey there,” Gunther called from the end of the aisle where the footsteps had stopped.

❣ “hey,” Sebastian responded, playing the part of casual library enjoyer instead of horny pervert.

❣ “going to grab a lunch, think you two will be ok, alone?”

❣ Sebastian’s heartbeat quickened.

❣ “yes, sir." Sebastian’s mouth widened into a mischievous smile.

❣ “well alright then,” Gunther spoke, then left.

❣ Sebastian peered over at you, nose in some book, unbothered. unaware of the excitement stirring inside your boyfriend. once he heard the library door click shut and the rattle of Gunther’s cowboy boots disappear, Sebastian wasted no time.

❣ you did yelp.

❣ surprised by Sebastian’s warm tongue. the noise only encouraged him, both of his hands holding you in place for him to do what he wanted.

❣ because you were his, and why shouldn’t he be able to do what he wants with you.

[stardewstardropthoughts]

Your first time with the bachelors, MDNI pls

Content warning: sex, I try to keep it all gender neutral so everyone can enjoy! Shane’s and Harvey’s are a bit more female leaning on accident 😅

Alex

He’s got experience so even if you don’t he can help you out

Will take it slow for you for your first time together

Always has condoms on hand, we practice safe sex in this house

Pulls you onto his lap for a heavy make out session first, hands roaming over your body while he encourages you to do the same

Always asks before removing any article of clothing from you, consent is sexy

Once your both naked he’ll lay you back on the bed, he’ll do all the work he just wants you to enjoy the ride

Makes sure you cum on his hands and mouth first so your well prepped since he’s a bit big

Lubes himself up after rolling on the condom and starts inching himself inside you, he’ll watch your face the whole time to make sure your not in to much discomfort

Once he’s fully inside you he’ll give you time to adjust if you need it, likes to give you lots of little praises

“Fuck baby, that’s it, your taking me so well” “look at you all stuffed full of my cock like such a good girl/boy/pet”

Once you let him know he’s good to move he does try to take it slow at first, but after a few moments he’ll pick his pace up to a nice quick thrusting

Definitely plays with your nipples or clit while he fucks you, wants to make sure your feeling as good as he is

When he gets close to cumming his thrusts get sloppy and a bit out of rhythm

Leans close to your ear and whispers absolute filth

“Take it, fucking take it” “look at you all drunk on my cock, that’s okay baby I’ll take care of you”

Burrows himself to the hilt with a harsh grip on your hips when he cums

Sam

Like I said, not the most experienced but he makes up for it by being eager to learn

Chances are your gonna have to take the ropes at least for the first time

Definitely a whiny subby mess

Loves when you leave hickeys on his chest while his hands grab at anything they can reach

When you slide the condom on his cock and sit on it he’s almost in tears at how good it feels to be inside you, isn’t afraid to let you know

“F-fuck sweetheart, feels so fucking good” “don’t stop please don’t stop”

He will not last long, how could he? Your warm wet walls clamping around him feel like heaven

When he cums he tosses his head back and let’s out the breathiest whine as he grips the sheets until his knuckles are white

If you haven’t cum yet he will use his mouth to make sure you do, he isn’t a selfish lover by any means

Harvey

He’s got a decent amount of experience under his belt

And so much lube and condoms since he’s the town doctor

He likes to take his time working you up, a gentle body massage with some body safe lavender oil

Scented candles in a dim room

Likes to have you pretty much begging for him to touch you before he actually gets to working his fingers inside you

Once he’s pumping his fingers in and out at a slow steady rhythm, the other hands busy gently pinching your nipples

Wants you to cum on his hands first before he slides into you

Once he has his cock inside you he likes to keep the pace slow and steady, hands still roaming your body he snakes one hand between you both to rub encouraging circles on your clit

Whispers soft praise in your ear the whole time

“Your doing so good for me love” “fuck you look amazing under me” “taking me so well, cum for me again I know you can”

Will make you cum a second time before he even thinks about finishing himself

Moans softly in your ear when he cums

After sex cuddles with him are top notch please tell him he did a good job he has anxiety

Shane

Listen, he’s got frustrations and if you’ll let him he’s gonna rough you up in bed

He likes it rough and dirty and he isn’t afraid to be mean in bed (with your consent and discussion before hand of course)

Your safe word is pepper

He’ll work you up with his hands first and mouth first, leaving hickeys and bite marks on whatever exposed skin he can reach while he’s got three fingers pumping in and out of your tight hole at a rough speed

Once your prepped enough he’s manhandling you onto your hands and knees, face shoved in a pillow while he shoves his cock into you

One of his hands has a bruising grip on your hips while the other hand is tucked under you holding a vibrating wand on the highest setting against your clit

He’s pounding into you so hard the beds shaking, you would be worried about breaking it if you could think straight at the moment

Spews absolute filth, he does not shut up

“Fucking take it like a good little slut” “all your good for is taking cock isn’t it? Fucking repeat it” “ah ah don’t try and wiggle away, stay put”

Will absolutely overstimulate you to the point of tears, wants you to sob on his cock

If you want him to he will gently hold your throat but actually choking you beyond a gentle squeeze is something he won’t do

Will spank you

When he cums his grip on your hips tightens as he hissed out a moan

Big on aftercare, will massage any particularly sore spots, run you a hot bath, get you water and a snack, tell you what a good job you did for him and how proud he is of you

He wants you to know he loves you and that it’s just part of a scene when he says your just a little whore and not what he actually thinks of you

Sebastian

Fully flustered mess

Does not know what he’s doing but more then willing to learn

Your probably gonna have to take the lead here as well

Get him all worked up and ready to see him on the verge of tears and begging for you to sit on his cock already

He’s a switch but definitely subby the first time

When you finally seat yourself on his cock he lets out a very shaky moan, dude knows he isn’t going to last long at all but he can’t find it in him to care

He probably lasts like three minutes at most but he’s literally never been inside someone cut him some slack

You do infant cut him slack because it’s the hottest site you’ve ever seen to have this lanky emo man almost crying in overstimulation underneath you

He will use his hands and mouth to make you cum just give him a few moments to recover please

Elliot

A romantic man

Pulls out literally all the stops

Body safe scented rose oil, candles, dim lights, rose petals on the floor and bed

He’s got a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice on the bedside table

Soft music playing on the radio

He starts by undressing you slowly, leaving a trail of light kisses on each new exposed patch of skin

Leads you to the bed where he lays you down and starts gently massaging you, working his way to your dripping hole where he gently stretches you out with his fingers until your cumming on them

When he finally enters you it’s all slow and sweet, he’s holding your hands, fingers intertwined with yours

Forehead kisses while he whispers in your ear

“Your doing so well for me” “I love you so much” “god you feel amazing around me my love”

Not afraid to moan in your ear, breathy little groans as well

Relishes in all the little sounds you make for him

When he cums he definitely pulls you into a passionate kiss while shoving himself to the hilt inside you

Stays inside you for a little while after while his cock softens so he can feel close to you

Loves after sex snuggles

[autumnywinter]

could you do some yandere elliott nsfw? i need this man like i need air to breathe i swear-

Just had a surgery this morning, I hope this is coherent because I still feel a lil groggy haha. I tried to make the reader as sexually neutral as I could since I don't do that very often. I hope I did decently ^^;

Yandere!Elliott x Reader

Tags: NSFW, MDNI, Stalking, masturbation, sex toy usage, general creepy behavior, gender neutral reader, no sex specified for reader

For hours at a time, Elliott would follow and stalk you (although he would put it into more light terms) as you went about your business. He wanted to be near you at all times, but the crowding might have scared you away so he made do with spying.

Sometimes Elliott would pretend to accidentally bump into you in town, acting as though it was coincidence that you were on the same street and walking in the same direction.

When you were gone, he sometimes snuck into your home. At first, he would only go to touch your things, the things that had touched you and smelled of you. He would hold up your shirt to his face and breathe in the smell, trying to simulate your embrace.

It wasn't as good as the real thing by any means, but it satiated him for the time being.

He grabbed a discarded pair of underwear on the ground, and didn't even think about his next actions. He brought it up to his face and shakily inhaled. A choked moan escaped his mouth.

Just as he was ready to pocket it and leave, he heard the front door open. He didn't have enough time to crawl out of the window, so he frantically locked himself in your closet. It wasn't the first time he had been in there without your knowledge, but it still filled him with panic each time.

His heart raced as you walked in, humming softly. He peered through louvered slats and saw you taking off your clothes. Elliott covered his mouth with his hand to keep from moaning aloud. His cock throbbed, and he felt ashamed.

You weren't a mere object for his satisfaction, but he couldn't help himself.

You stripped down completely, and he nearly came in his pants when you removed your undergarments and dropped it on the floor. This was so much better than watching you undress through the window.

Sure, he always had binoculars or a camera on you, but the visual was never enough. Now you were just a few feet from him, body ready to be ravished and worshipped.

It took every fiber of his being not to come out of the closet and do it himself. The anticipation was too much. He began to undo his fly as quietly as possible.

He watched as you slowly and sensuously rubbed yourself. He imagined it was him you were thinking of.

Next thing he knew, he was using his free hand to bring the underwear up to his face. It smelled just like he imagined it would, your scent driving him wild.

Like fate, you flopped on the bed and grabbed what he recognized as a dildo. As upset as he was you were using other toys when you could be using his very-real cock, his disdain melted into pleasure again once you started fingering yourself, preparing yourself for it.

He imagined he was the one preparing you for his own cock. He imagined his fingers deep inside you, gently caressing your warm, wet inner walls. He would coax you open, until he would be able to replace his fingers with his leaking cock.

Not without pampering you beforehand, of course.

He ached for you, and had to finally free his erection from the confines of his pants. He shuddered from the cold air against his burning flesh.

He spit into his palm and stroked himself to the rhythm of your fingers. Normally he never used his own spit, but he was too frenzied to care.

The underwear pressed against his nose as he inhaled deeply. It was intoxicating, and he felt more drunk than if he had chugged an entire keg of beer. The scent was pure you, and he would never have it any other way.

You started teasing yourself with the toy, just about the size of his own cock. He wished it was him, filling you up and making you cry out in ecstasy.

A beautiful moan escaped your lips once you slid it inside, slowly. 'That's it, theeere you go, sweetheart,' he cooed to you in his head. He started stroking his cock slower, only to imagine it was him pushing inside you at such a gentle pace. He could be so sweet to you if you just gave him a chance.

You rocked yourself back and forth on the dildo, making a motion so mesmerizing to watch. He couldn't take his eyes off you, even if the view was obscured.

Elliott didn't notice he was drooling pathetically, but he didn't care.

He sped up his pace to yours again. He felt so dirty watching you like this, but he felt too good to stop.

Suddenly, you switched positions and the view got a little better. Now Elliott had the full picture of your entrance accepting the toy so readily.

He envisioned himself hovering over you, and kissing your soft skin while moving in and out of you. Oh, what he'd give to have your arms wrapped around his neck and your legs around his waist.

The scenario was set clear in his mind. After a romantic candlelit dinner, he'd make love to you on the bed. The lighting would be dim and sensual, with his scented candles burning pleasantly. He would treat you to a full-body massage first, getting you all loosened up before he made sweet love to you. He would whisper how much he loved you in your ear and cover your face in kisses. He'd make sure you climaxed first, before taking his own.

That is, if he could even control himself. He had came in his pants an embarrassing amount of times just looking at you. He was barely hanging on at this point, but he tried to wait for you to finish first.

Your shift in moans showed you were getting close, so he brought the undergarments down from his face and to his cock. He wrapped them around himself and ardently stroked his cock.

His breath hitched at how intimate it felt, using the garment as a tool for masturbation.

He was teetering on the edge when you suddenly cried out in your orgasm. The noise was a symphony to his ears, and he came soon after.

For a moment, he saw stars. He had masturbated to you countless of times before, but that was the best orgasm he ever had.

His vision returned, and he felt disgusted with himself. He had came in your underwear. He couldn't return it to you now; he was supposed to leave no trace behind. He supposed it'd make another good keepsake.

Elliott's attention turned back to you. You were covered in sweat and catching your breath.

He wished he could cuddle you afterward, stroking your hair and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. He'd give you a nice bath, and then order something nice from the restaurant for take-out, since you'd both be exhausted. He knew how much you loved your take-out, anyway.

Elliott rearranged himself into his pants. You stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom, and he quickly gathered your discarded clothes from the floor, along with your used toy.

He wanted to use that opportunity to leave, but he was still too busy composing himself.

You entered your room again with your regular night clothing and passed out on your bed. Elliott peeked through the slats of the closet again to watch you sleep for a couple minutes. It was such a gorgeous sight.

Finally he opened the door, gauging your form for any signs of reaction. He silently sighed in relief when you didn't move. He did his best to not step on anything that would creak under his weight and had to stifle a chuckle. You kicked your covers off of you in your sleep.

He risked pulling them back over you and taking that moment to stare once more at your relaxed expression.

One day you'd be his. He considered himself a patient man.

[babiebom]

bachelors and their weird kinks/turn ons perhaps 👀

A/N: it took a LOT for me to find weird things that arent gross(literally shit or dead people sorry if you’re into these) and even then I don’t even think these are weird but there’s only so many sites that I can go on to find weird kinks or even kinks in general. Fun fact there’s a kink for watching people fall down the stairs!! Keep in mind I’m talking about these fetishes and kinks from my own memory from looking them up lmao.

Tw:nsfw like all of it, cursing etc let me know if I should tag anything else!!

Bc: at least 4 for each? One for what the kink is and one for the explanation?

Stardew Valley Masterlist

Sebastian

Dacryphilia the kink or fetish for watching or causing someone to cry(positive or negative). A kink for tears if you will

I don’t know if I’ve talked about this before (I might’ve?) but dude has a major crying kink. Like he needs to make you cry while having sex. In this instance it’s a good crying. Like from how good his dick feels inside you. How good it feels when he moves, when he touches you. It’s like overstimulation but the crying is the main thing he wants.

Somnophilia the kink or fetish for having sex with someone while they’re asleep.

AGAIN this is all consensual but he likes the way you look when you’re asleep. You’re fully content and relaxed, no troubles or worries. He just wants to make you feel even better to send you to a new level of paradise. And the way that you are free in your reactions instead of holding everything back. All of your sounds and the way you move…it just gets him off in a different way.

Sam

Katoptronophilia the kink or fetish for watching yourself or others have sex in a mirror

I think this kink more so has to do with his partner. I do think he would get off with watching you or him fucking you in a mirror. Like you both can see your own faces and it’s just hot how you can see how good he’s making you feel and the other way around. It’s like his recordings kink but in real time.

Claustrophilia the kink or fetish for tight spaces literally the opposite of claustrophobia

I think he would like the whole stuck in a small closet together thing or the whole (if you’ve seen kdramas bc this is the only time I’ve seen it) hiding from someone in a tight space and being forced to be close or touching.

Shane

Shibari the fetish or kink of Japanese bondage. It’s more artistic than regular bondage and can sometimes be nonsexual(meaning it can just be for the act of being tied/tying someone up)

I do think Shane might have a artistic side to him, he loves his blue chickens and even though he hasn’t particularly shown that he likes art I think he’d appreciate this form. Like yeah it has bdsm tones and he likes that, but he likes the time taken to tie you up, the time it takes to make the ropes look pretty on you. It gets the both of you riled up so the sex might be more passionate.

Electrostimulation the fetish or kink to being stimulated or stimulating someone with electricity

Oh dude is definitely a sadomasochist. He wants to shock you, he wants to be shocked (partially because he wants to feel something other than mental and emotional pain). It’s never so much that it hurts too much but it’s a little stinging sensation that he can’t get enough of.

Harvey

Quirofilia the kink or fetish for hands, but well taken care of/pretty hands

Oh I think Harvey HAS to take of his hands. As a doctor I think he would be happy if someone complemented how soft his hands were or how clean they looked. And on the other hand(heheheh) he would appreciate how nice your hands look, how soft they feel, how good they feel when touching him.

Breeding/Pregnancy the kink or fetish for pregnant people or getting someone pregnant. It has nothing to do with the child itself but the person carrying the child.

NGL I think once you two come to an agreement about pregnancy(in this case you agree to start trying for kids) Harvey is absolutely going to go batshit insane with this new development. Before he would’ve never said that this is something he’s into but once you two agree he’s so pumped up and actually starts talking dirty if he didn’t before. It’s crazy how different he is during this time.

Alex

Anasteemaphilia the kink or fetish for extreme size differences so either a giant or a dwarf(I hope this word isn’t offensive it’s what the website used)

Dude would NEVER reveal this but actually would love a giant girlfriend. I think because of the lowkey misogynistic views he has he would like a bigger woman and a smaller man. He would LOVE lady dimitrescu from resident evil. Like bffr.

Food Play the kink or fetish of involving food during intercourse so either eating it off each other or involving it in some way

Oh absolutely would love to eat food off of you and would want you to lick stuff off of him. Like whipped cream and chocolate syrup are MUSTS if you’re having a particularly long night. He thinks it’s so erotic to eat and consume stuff off of each other that don’t really have anything to do with sex.

Elliott

Psellismophilia the kink or fetish for stuttering

One of the weird ones I found. I think he would think it’s cute and if you do have a stutter or happen to stutter when you’re nervous he’s going to have such a confidence booster because of it. Like YES keep stumbling over your words and stuttering it actually is cute to him and he feels like he’s in a book or a movie or something.

Podophilia the kink or fetish for feet

I think this one is obvious? I think he’d prefer beautiful people and that includes feet. In a lot of erotic movies and books and even in romance books feet have some sort of importance to them. Whether it’s used to dominate someone or to pleasure someone he likes beautiful feet. He wants you to step on him(not in a rough way) and tbh I could see him wanting to recreate the scene in that one tarentino(is this his name) movie where he casts himself in the role that drinks I think alcohol from that woman’s food after it runs down her leg.

[strayy-starss]

Hii! Could you do some Elliott Headcanons? If not, don't be to shy w the Alex smut🤭

✧A/N: Yes of course!! Elliot is definitely my second favorite bachelor, so this is absolutely perfect!! And don’t you worry, Alex smut will be coming in the future 😏. Also, I wasn’t sure if you wanted NSFW or SFW, so I just did them both! Hope you don’t mind :)

✧Warnings: eventual mentions of sex and kinks

☆SFW & NSFW Headcanons for Elliot☆

✧ SFW:

Elliot definitely reads a lot of books (like, a LOT). I feel like this is a given, seeing that he writes them and has a library when he moves in with the farmer. Let me tell you, though, if the farmer is also a reader, he will be ecstatic. And I mean, like, through the roof. He’d want to talk about them all the time and he’d likely recommend lots of books for you to read based on both your preference and his.

I think he’d also love to read books out loud to you, whether or not he wrote them or not. His voice is angelic though, so it’s not like the farmer is complaining.

Speaking of books, he’d definitely ask you for your opinion on plot lines or scenes for his stories, regardless of whether you’re a bookworm or not. Mostly I feel like he’d just seek validation that his writings are as good as the ones that he’s read, or just good in general. 

I feel like sometimes, and I mean VERY rarely, Elliot will spiral into a place of despair when it comes to his writing. When that happens, he can go into writer’s block and will push you away to think of ideas. If this happens, depending on the severity, I think you may be able to pull him out of it with reassuring words and cuddles. If he’s in too deep, however, it’s best to give him space until he makes it to a better place, where he either figures something out, or decides it isn’t worth the trouble. He’d definitely apologize to you after the fact and make it up to them with lots of TLC.

Elliot doesn’t use the words “pretty” or “handsome”. No, he uses words like “gorgeous” “stunning” “glorious” and “ravishing”. I’m sorry, but this man is way too sophisticated to use simple words. Make that shit fancy and pair it with a silky voice and you get Elliot.

Elliot’s a wine kinda guy. He’d definitely have those nights where he feels compelled to make a charcuterie board with all those cheeses and grapes and have some red wine with you.

Now, I know you’re all thinking it, and I'm thinking it too: Elliot with a ponytail. I bet you he loves his hair, but it does get annoying sometimes when it falls in his face when he’s trying to write or help out around the farm, so he definitely keeps a hair tie on his wrist in case he needs it. He’ll always offer it to you, too, if he thinks you need it.

He’s an early riser, too. He’ll be up before you and he’ll be sitting and reading a book with a cup of coffee and he’ll greet you like, “Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?”

And like the gentleman he is, he probably does a lot of extra and unnecessary, but thoughtful, things for you. Like, if you’ve had a long day, he’d sit you down and take your shoes off for you, even though you insist that you can do that yourself. Then he’d take off your jacket if you were wearing one, and make you a nice cup of tea so that you can wind down with him.

✧NSFW BELOW THE CUT✧ ⬇

✧ NSFW:

I firmly believe that Elliot’s a switch. He’s always willing to take initiative, but we all know that Elliot is a pretty princess at heart and sometimes just wants all the attention.

God help me this man knows how to talk dirty. He’s read enough books that he knows exactly what to say to you in every circumstance, and exactly how to turn you on or get you in the mood. And then the next day he’ll act all innocent like he wasn’t just whispering how much he was gonna ruin you last night. He’s the type of guy to say, “I don’t want you to be pleasured. I want you to be trembling.” (Jesus FUCK I’m down bad for him.)

I feel like Elliot would set up a safe word with you, but he’d want it to be something symbolic or fancy or something. Like instead of “baseball” it would be “nightingale” and you'd have to spit that word out when you want him to stop. Speaking of, as soon as you do say the safe word, he’ll stop everything and just gently hold you, whispering that he’s sorry and that he hopes you can forgive him, even though you really aren’t that mad at him at all, just a little shaken.

As far as kinks go, I think Elliot is open to almost all kinks with a few restrictions on things that he just isn’t into. I feel like he’d especially be into bondage and blindfolding. It’s more of a spiritual thing for him, as it opens you up fully to him, like you can’t hide anything from him anymore and you completely trust him with your body. If you aren’t into that, then he’ll be a little disappointed, but would get over it quickly as long as you promise to let it happen on his birthday. 

Elliot absolutely loves to be tied up, though, for the same symbolic reasons. He trusts you with his whole being, and knows that you only want to make him feel good.

He's a sucker for neck kisses, so give him a hickey or two. He wears that collared shirt for a reason, right?

He hates the idea of a gag. He loves to hear you crying out in pleasure. It fuels him and makes him feel happy that he could pleasure you so much. If you want it, though, he'd never deny his lover what they want, even if it means he can't hear you as well.

Elliot naturally isn’t rough when it comes to sex, but he most definitely can be. This man will be on his knees to do exactly what you want him to. He prefers it that way, actually. So long as you give him the guidelines of what you want him to do, he can take it from there. If you don’t, though, he’d probably be asking a lot of: “Is this okay?” Because like the gentleman he is, he would never want to overstep your boundaries, even though he probably knows everything that one can about sex.

He’d definitely use writing as an excuse to see you naked. It would be something about him needing to know the anatomy of a person, regardless of your gender identification or sex. It would be funny if you were a man, too, because then he’d get all flustered when you’d ask why, as he’s a man himself. He’d make up something like how your body is shaped differently than his, and he needs a reference that isn’t himself.

Same thing about writing goes for sex. He might ask you to touch yourself or even him for a scene, and he’d take notes as he’d try to hold himself back from touching you. He’d jot down every little sound you make and every single word you say to “make the scene more real,” though it may or may not be for him to read and masturbate to later.

You later figure this out and tell him that he doesn't need an excuse to have sex with you, but he gets embarrassed and insists that it truly is for his writing, though he will be a little more open-minded about it in the future.

✧ That’s all, thank you for reading!! I also need to make a longer list for Alex. I feel like I didn't do my baby justice, seeing as I wrote much more for Elliot.

[sting-raes]

ppl who think Elliott is vanilla are wildin. Are you telling me the man who writes for a living, has probably read enough smut to fill a tiny library, sniffs you after you've been sweating your ass off after a day of hard work and enjoys it, is vanilla??

[honey-crypt]

elliott x his husband farmer having breeding kink, go wild with this one 🫡 I need to make that man pregnant even if he has a dick idc

a/n: i regret nothing with this fic. i regret nothing!!!!!!! (minors dni ofc)

word count: 1.7k

warnings: breeding, tit sucking, mentions of pregnancy and lactation, mpreg kink in a way idk???, bottom!elliott, farmer keeps calling elliott "mommy", too many uses of the words "cock", "dick", and "ass/hole", farmer has a dick but no gendered pronouns

summary: you want a baby and you want one now, even if your husband has no physical means of getting pregnant.

★ gonna make you a mommy - elliott x amab!farmer ★

“I want a baby.”

Elliott peered up from his book, a mystery thriller by his favorite author Bailey Sloan, to eye his spouse. You laid in bed beside him with your hands clasped together and resting on your chest, eyes boring into the ceiling. Elliott placed his book down on the nightstand and adjusted his reading glasses, “What sparked your interest?” he asked. You turned on your side and stared up at your husband, “I mean, we’ve been married for almost two years, usually people start thinking about having kids around now.”

“That’s true,” the writer hummed and took off his reading glasses to rub the sleepiness out of his eyes, “Perhaps, we should discuss this more in the morning.”

“Ellie,” your nickname for him made his stomach do a somersault, “Can I give you a baby?” the energy in the bedroom shifted, as you traced your fingertips lightly against the back of Elliott’s arm. He shivered slightly, “Give me a baby?” the question rolled off his tongue timidly. You sat up and pressed your body against his side, your breath hot and tickling Elliott’s ear when you spoke, “I’ll be frank with you… you’d be a great mother.”

“Mother?” he gawked as if you grew an extra head. You chuckled softly at him, “Yeah, Ellie. It’s been on my mind all day after I saw you give Jas and Vincent an English lesson in the library,” you snaked your arms around Elliott’s body and pulled him close, “I wanna have a baby with you one day but tonight, can I give you one?”

Elliott’s cheeks reddened, “I don’t understand, my love. I can’t get pregnant,” you began to nip lovingly at his neck, “Tonight, I’m gonna get you pregnant,” you clarified to him. Elliott gawked at your answer, “You’re going to- oh Yoba…” the puzzle pieces finally connected together, “You really want to give me a baby?”

“Yes, yes I do,” your hands roamed your husband’s flowy nightshirt, its sheer material showcasing Elliott’s toned and somewhat hairy chest. The redhead bit down on his bottom lip to suppress a moan, as you unbuttoned his nightshirt and peppered his freckles skin with light kisses. Elliott found his way into your hair, combing his nimble fingers through your locks while your lips hovered one of his nipples. You latched on and gently bit the sensitive bud, a loud moan making its way out of Elliott’s throat, “Fuck,” you chuckled lowly, “I can just picture these fucking tits all big and heavy with milk.”

Elliott covered his blushing face with his spare hand and gripped onto your hair, “Don’t be weird!” he mumbled. You snorted and removed his hand, pecking him on the cheek, “Don’t you wanna be a mommy, Ellie?” you hopped on his thigh, rutting your aching cock against his flannel bottoms, “Don’t you wanna have a tummy full of cum?” you rubbed his stomach with one hand and stabilized yourself with the other on the headboard behind Elliott, “Don’t you wanna be a good boy and let me breed you?”

Elliott’s eyes glossed over with a hue of lustful obedience, “Yoba, please,” he whined. The way you rubbed his stomach so tenderly, your cooing voice, everything made any sense of logic melt away. He felt how hard your cock was on his thigh, oh how he wanted to give you everything you ever wanted. Elliott wished to worship every inch of you and delve every little whim of yours, “Please give me a baby.”

“Good boy,” you kissed him on the temple and pulled your body off him. Elliott whimpered softly at the loss of contact, but quickly resumed his moaning when you freed his leaking dick from his bottoms and into your mouth. You happily sucked your husband off, eyes rolling to the back of your skull at the sensation of having a cock-filled mouth. In your eyes, every part of Elliott was angelic and perfect, especially his dick. While you blew Elliott, you managed to secure one hand on his left tit and squeezed firmly, eliciting a cry of pain mixed in with joy. You promptly popped Elliott’s cock out of your mouth, as spit dribbled down your lips and onto his twitching, wet dick, “Do that again.”

“Do what-” the writer cut himself off with another whimpering cry when you roughly squeezed his tits. A mischievous smile graced your lips, “That.”

Elliott pouted at you, “My love, you’re being so firm with me, do you-” another moan interrupted his question, as you massaged his chest with your calloused, working hands. Your mouth watered at how delicious and tender his breasts were, you had never seen such voluminous tits on a man before. You latched back onto one of his tits and inhaled sharply, watching your husband squirm and whimper under your control. What a good boy, you smiled to yourself while you sucked on his tit eagerly. Elliott maneuvered you off to the side slightly so he could get access to his cock, wrapping his hand around the veiny shaft. Using your spit as lube, he started stroking himself, his head growing hazier and hazier by the second. 

“You’re so pretty, Ellie,” you purred in his ear, taking a pause from suckling to admire how your husband jerked his cock with such focus. His feverish stroking filled the air with wet ‘squelch!’ sounds, patting with his tongue out like a bitch in heat. You couldn’t take it anymore, you had to breed him right then and now. In one uniform motion, you flipped Elliott onto his stomach and playfully slapped him on the ass, “Ass in the air,” you directed him. Elliott threw his ass higher up, his other freckled cheeks on full display. 

You reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of silicone lube, squirting the jelly-like substance on your fingers. Despite your overwhelming need to fill your husband up, you didn’t want to go in with his poor asshole unprepared. Elliott let out a shaky moan when the chilly sensation of lube made contact with his tight hole. You gently prepped your angel of a husband for a good fucking, as you coated his hole with lube and carefully stretched him out with your fingers. His cock twitched with anticipation, clear fluid dripping down from the dangling mushroom tip. 

“Ellie,” you hummed to your husband, slowly stripping yourself of your remaining clothes and allowing your dick to smack against the back of Elliott’s thigh, “You look so eager and ready for me to fill you up,” you palmed one of his aes cheeks, as you coated your cock with lube and lined it up to his entrance, “Are you ready, baby?”

“Always,” he answered back. You rubbed his back reassuringly, as you slowly slid yourself inside. Your husband sharply exhaled at the sensation, but recovered within a minute; after all, he was the bottom in the relationship. Soon, you began to thrust, your hands clenching Elliott’s ass for support, as you pistoned your cock in and out of his hole. You couldn’t hold back your primal urges, you needed to make Elliott a mother. 

“You’re gonna be a good mommy, aren’t yah?” you laughed, forcing Elliott’s head into the pillows. He tried to respond, but his voice was muffled and the only sounds you could hear come out from him were “Aah! Aah!” and “Fuck! Fuck!”, as your cock teased his sweet spot with its angry tip, “You’re gonna be a good mommy, I know that for sure! You’re gonna have a cute little tummy, all round and swole with my kids, yeah?”

“Yes!” cried Elliott, his ass jiggling with each slap from your pelvis. 

“You gonna let me suck on your tits, too? Yeah?”

“Yes, they’re all yours!”

“Good boy,” you mused aloud, your thrusts intensifying. For moments like this, you were grateful that the farmhouse was so isolated from the rest of Pelican Town and Stardew Valley, or else you and Elliott would have been drowning in fines for noise violations. You wrapped your arms around your husband’s upper body and hoisted him up, allowing yourself to hit his P-spot just the way you knew he liked it, “Pretty boy~”

Tears of joy dripped down Elliott’s cheeks and onto your hands, his mind on the fritz from the pleasure. Yoba, how he loved being toyed with, how you hit that one spot just right. His cock bounced with each thrust, his heavy balls slapping with the movement. You grabbed onto his dick with one hand and held him up with the other, stroking and fucking him in unison. 

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” your husband recited your name like a prayer, “I’m going to- I’m gonna- Fuck!” sticky, white cum erupted from his cock, as he convulsed in your embrace from his orgasm. Nonetheless, you continued to fuck Elliott, chasing your own orgasm, “Good boy, you did so good!” you praised your husband, “You know what good boys like you get, yeah?”

“Can I have your cum? Please, please, please!” he pleaded. You pressed a harsh kiss to the back of his neck, your thrusts becoming sloppy and uncoordinated. With a sharp gasp, you spilled your load into Elliott’s hole, holding onto Elliott for dear life while you shot ropes and ropes of cum into him. You waited until you were soft enough and pulled out of your husband’s asshole, some cum leaking out. Elliott yelped in surprise when you promptly shoved any leaking cum back inside and plugged up his hole with your fingers.

“Gotta make sure you get knocked up,” you replied with a teasing smile. Elliott huffed and rested his body down on the pillows, your fingers still shoved up his ass. You gave him all the kisses you could possibly offer and kissed him all over from his back to his face, “You’re the best. You know that, right?”

“I know,” he responded with a smile of his own. You pecked Elliott once more on the lips, “You’re gonna be a good dad whenever we have our baby,” you stated, tracing circles on one of his ass cheeks. 

“So will you, we’ll be wonderful parents,” your husband answered in agreement, “Now, get your fingers out of my asshole and let me go to bed, I have a meeting with my publisher at ten in the morning.”

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ok but reading your latest sdv headcanons has given me an idea. You wrote Sam being horns for farmer in a sundress and it's has unlocked in me the feminine urge to be railed in a sundress. I'd love to see your take on it with the sdv bachelors.

SDV Bachelors x Fucking Farmer In A Sundress Summary: Bachelors to you looking too pretty in a sundress. [Includes; Elliot, Sebastion and Lance (From SDV Expanded)] Warning(s): No established relationships (I'm in a mood for FWB relationships + unrequited love what can I say?), Elliot low-key sluts out the reader, Elliot and the reader are kinda tipsy in his part but the sex is consensual dw, Sebastion is kinda a needy hopeless romantic and jerks off to the thought of the farmer, Alex and the farmer have sex outdoors like true outdoorsy people do 💪. Side notes: I only included three bachelors because- lol I gotta put all my focus on this other SDV fic. It's a bit longer so I need more time on that.

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Elliot

The man nearly keels over when he sees you in a sundress. It was when you first introduced yourself to him actually! After that though? He was hooked on you like a drug.

Not necessarily in a perv way but more so in an "I definitely have a crush on them" type of way.

But he more or less keeps it in his pants until he spots you again but this time? It was at the Stardrop Saloon and both you and him were tipsy after sharing a beer.

Tensions were flying and after you placed a hand on his thigh? Y'all were fucking in one of the more secluded rooms in the saloon because y'all didn't have a chance in hell of making it home.

♡ - "Oh Yoba...Fuck—" A choked up uncharacteristically needy whine escaped the lips of the writer as he fucked you on the wooden floors of the Stardrop Saloon.

Despite the tipsy haze his vision had however, no amount of beer could dampen your beauty and the fact that you were the most captivating person in this entire tavern. From the first day he met you to now, those were his thoughts but tonight? Oh, they increased tenfold when you waltzed through the doors, unaware of how you stole his very breath with your outfit.

A simple brown sundress that was mid-thigh length and only had thin spaghetti straps to keep your outfit up upon your shoulders. The deep v-neck of your dress barely leaving your dress to the imagination as small beads of sweet dripped down your skin and between the valley of your chest. Combined with the scent of your perfume, how you looked at him when you sat beside him and the light application of your make-up.

All of it served to make him absolutely dizzy.

To the point where the quickly growing tension between the two of you, fueled by your brief touches and your conversations growing more and more naughty.

There was no way that the two of you could wait to get home to either of your houses.

No, it needed to be handled now.

"Y-You must've wanted this to happen, my dear...didn't you?" He moaned in your ear as his chest was pressed against your back. His thrusts sloppy and rough as he hugged you so tightly you had a mind to think he was trying to bury himself into your skin. "Yoba your sooooooo pretty." He continued to pant into your ear like a dog in heat.

You responded with a breathy moan, your head turning briefly to slot your lips against Elliot's. Quickly, Elliot lightly bit at your lower lip, prompting a gasp from you that allowed his tongue to slip in. His tongue tasting every area inside your mouth before you two parted with a single string of spit still connecting the two of you.

When Elliot's eyes refocused on yours, however, his moans began to increase in volume as his thrusts started to pick up pace in lieu of his impending orgasm. He swore he was falling deeper and deeper into the pit of his crush that he had on you, to the point where he dared to say that he was falling in love with you.

"Y/N...Oh fuck..." Elliot continued to moan your name as he grew closer to his orgasm, his moans getting higher and higher as he struggled to hold onto his sense of self and not spill out the fact he had a bigger crush on you than this moment could portray.

But, you beat him to it. "Elliot...I-I love you, s-so m-much." You said.

Another choked-up grunt spilled from Eliot's lips at the confession before you felt your insides being flooded with a searing heat, his own orgasm pushing you over the edge as you shuddered at the force of your climax. Your vision temporarily went black before you slowly returned back to Earth. Your skin was sticky with sweat whilst your slick drenched the back of your thighs and Elliot's cock.

"So..." Elliot spoke, breaking the post-climax silence. "You love me, hm?"

Sebastion

I'm going to spoil myself a little and imagine he saw you in a sundress once and practically never again.

However, that didn't mean he didn't stop thinking about it.

After seeing you, he developed a crush on you that he was too shy to really do anything about (completely ignoring the way you visited his room constantly to deliver frozen tears to him).

So to satiate his lust for you?

Masturbate ofc, with you being front and center in his mind.

♡ - He's tried so hard to avoid doing this.

But, he feels like a little self-credit is due here. It wasn't like he wanted to be in this position right now! Where he was left alone in the middle of the day due to his family apparently wanting to go to a town event that didn't interest him in the slightest. And although he was currently lying in bed, trying to doze off, his mind wouldn't leave a particular thought of you.

It was around the time when you came to visit his mother for some supplies he believes. The smell of perfume that smelled like lavender and cherries brought him out of his room he admits, Sebastion never smelled anything like it and it was as intoxicating as wine...and like a dog expecting a treat, he followed it out of his room and up the short case of stairs before he peeked around the corner and saw you.

A simple black sundress with a skull plastered on the front where the top of your breasts threatened to spill out.

Suddenly, his mouth was dry and his cock was hard.

Now he was here, in his bed, and hornier than he'd ever been before, and you were the cause. But Sebastion couldn't bring himself to feel too bad afterward when he began to palm himself over his pants, sucking in a sharp breath in-between his teeth as the image of your started to appear in his mind like someone had cast a spell on him.

It was as if you were really there. The smell of your perfume from that day, the sundress, your soft skin and kind smile...everything. And when the vision of you started to trail kisses down his neck and down his front...lifting up the front of his hoodie and everything until you finally reached the place he wanted you to touch most when you wrapped your pretty pink-tinted lips around his leaky cock.

He could've sworn you were really there.

Looking up at him through your long lashes as if he were the most important person in the world, the only one in the world deserving of your time and attention. No matter how unrealistic it may have been, a shut-in like himself? Dating the prettiest person in the valley?

A laugh almost slipped from behind his hand as he covered his lips, his free hand desperately tugging at his dick to the vision of you. Soft pants escaped his lips as he honed in on the image of your head bobbing up and down on his cock, lewd sucking and slurping leaving your lips.

He was so close...sososososo close...until you stopped.

You moved to sit up, winking his way before you lifted up your dress a little and moved to straddle him, pulling your panties to the side before you slipped down onto him.

He nearly came in his pants at the thought of how your wet walls would feel around him. How soft and warm they would be as they hugged his dick so tightly that he feared the air inside his lungs would all but be choked out, his moans increasing in volume and growing increasingly needier and needier as he imagined your soft touches. Your nails raking down his sides and leaving delectable goosebumps in their wake as you moved your hips up and down.

"Y/N...Oh fuck...! Y-Y/N..." Sebastion moaned as you began to quicken your pace, the sound of his name from your lips getting him off more than he was prepared to admit to himself before...there was suddenly a knock at his door. The way the vision in his head slipped away so fast, it nearly made him want to cuss out the person who dared to knock as well as cry at the same time.

Until he heard a familiar "Sebastion? Are you awake? I have a gift for you!" Immediately, his cock twitched at your voice, his brain's imaginations started to conjure back up again as the slightest feeling of...hope, perhaps started to dot his mind.

It seemed he had a bigger crush on you than he thought.

And he prayed that one day, his imagination would come true that you liked him just as much.

Alex

He's bold when he sees you in a sundress. He first sees you in one when he's visiting your farm (Evelyn wanted him to deliver some home-baked cookies to the farmer, how sweet of her)

So check this out, you're doing your farming work and you drop something.

You thinking that no one's around, you get on your hands and knees to fully pick the item up and this steals Alex's breath to the max because he gets a perfect view of your underwear.

A lacy blue thong that, in his mind, couldn't even be considered underwear!

Right then and there, he wants to fuck you.

Luckily, you've been wanting to fuck him as well!

♡ - An unabashed moan left your lips as your hands slightly slipped on the dirt beneath you, the sounds of grunting and slapping from behind you nearly drowning out the sounds of the cicadas from the summer heat.

You'd been attracted to Alex for a while, a simple and sweet-hearted crush that stemmed from the fact that he more or less made his attraction clear to you.

From the way he'd call out your name and invite you to hang out with him, to how he'd initiate close contact with you whenever the both of you were around each other to even now! Even as he pistoned into your needy pussy, your slick dripping down onto the dirt below as he pressed his hand down into the dip in your back to force you into an arch, your heart still got a fuzzy feeling out of your crush for him!

Though...you suspected that, at this moment, calling your attraction a mere "crush" wasn't exactly correct.

"F-Fuck—" Your breath caught in your throat when Alex leaned some of his weight down onto your back, his fingers moving to circle and pinch at your clit.

"Ssshhiiittt." He moaned hotly into your ear, a cocky chuckle following suit choked up aht-aht-ahts left your lips as he sped up his thrusts, a boiling coil beginning to form in the pit of his stomach. "You must've really wanted this to happen, huh farmer? Do you even hear yourself?" Alex said, your cheeks burning even more as Alex suddenly slowed his thrusts to grind his hips into you, the sound of your sticky slick sticking to the front of Alex's thighs making you both want to burst into flames out of sheer embarrassment as well as dig a hole to hide away in.

Of course, however, your newfound lover wasn't going to allow that to happen. Not after he'd been waiting for an opportunity like this to happen since the moment the two of you had met! The sound of your moans slipping from your pretty lips, wet and glistening from your heavy make-out session minutes earlier, the way your breasts bounced underneath you, flushed as pink as your face whilst your hard nipples were practically begging to be played with!

The sheer orgasmic rush that Alex felt...figuring out that the pretty farmer was a whore just waiting to be broken in by the right man. His cock twitched inside of your cunt at the mere thought, his thrusts resuming their original speed as more thoughts of you flashed through his mind.

Maybe a different position, on the bed perhaps? Your fingers dipping into your pussy as you moaned out his name and begged for him to take you against the wall?

Or even him fucking you on a table? In his room?

"A-Alex...~!" You cried out as your pussy began to twitch, a familiar burn beginning to tighten within the pit of your stomach.

"Dirty farmer, don't you dare cum without me." Alex hissed into your ear, a moan escaping his lips afterward. "Y-You need to have some energy to go a few more rounds...I-I'm breaking this pussy in."

At the thought and the act of Alex dragging your further on his cock, his cock pressed up against a spot deep inside of you that made stars appear in your vision. Your body convulsed from the sheer force of your orgasm as your thighs twitched whilst the energy drained from your arms. You would've plopped onto the ground had Alex not held up for your torso, his heavy panting and the warm full feeling inside of you a sign of his orgasm.

"You came a little earlier than me..." He clicked his tongue in false annoyance.

"Guess we have to go again, huh? Let's hope no one comes along farmer girl~"

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Just imagine Elliot ranting to his friend (Reader) how he just can‘t really put the scene from his mind onto paper, the reader of course would love to help him…

turns out the scene was about a beautiful woman masturbating, that lands her on Elliots bed with him telling her how to touch herself (to get it as accurate as possible of course) with him so close to her, watching and analyzing her every movement while he takes notes for his story

(You can add as much to it as you want)

ᴀ/ɴ: Okay, anon, wow. What is your BRAIN! I drooled a little over this, honestly. And I was SO excited to write this. I hope I hit the right spots with this, because hehehe. Had my head go brrrrrr. Thank you so much for your time and attention and your willingness to request! <3

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Elliott (SDV) x Fem!Reader

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ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: alcohol consumption, masturbation, making out, being watched while masturbating, finger fucking, teasing, pining.

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Usually, Elliott tried to avoid talking about his writing on Fridays. The reason for that was simple: Fridays were spent with you in the saloon and needed to be honoured.

This Friday was different, though. Something was bothering Elliott, and even though he tried not to show it, he did show it. On accident, of course. A dramatic sigh left his lips, wettened by the beer he was sipping, eyes looking out of the window wistfully. His whole body language screamed “HELP ME OVERCOME THIS WRITING PROBLEM”, and you just weren’t one to let your friends suffer.

“What is it, Elliott?” You asked, leaning your elbows on the table so you could take a closer look at the author. “It’s nothing,” he sighed, voice filled to the brim with drama and expiration. “You sure?” “Yesss, everything is finnnnneeee.” The stretched-out “fine” ended in a drawn-out sigh, hazel eyes looking up at you, just begging for you to ask again. You sipped your own drink, eyebrow cocked at him. “You suuuuuuureeeee?” “I mean, it’s Friday...,” Elliott began, his lips now pushed forward in a cute little pout, “I don’t talk about my writing on Fridays.” “And if I tell you that it really is fine?” “Well…Maybe I would be able to make an exception then,” he murmured, adding a quiver to your lower lip. Oh, Elliott. So cute, so dramatic, lying it on thick for you today.

“Alright, it really is fine for you to tell me about you-“ “There is this scene I am struggling with,” he quickly began, scared you could change your mind faster than he could get his words out, “and I think you would be the perfect aid.” You hummed, licking your lips clean from the stickiness of the alcohol. “Is that so? And what is that scene about?”

The shimmer of mischief in Elliott’s eyes should have worried you, even more so when it was combined with him lowering his voice to a hushed whisper, telling you how he needed to tell you at his shed. It wouldn’t work here, you see, confidential information would be shared with ears that shouldn’t yet hear it. So of course you agreed, following your friend to his home without even a seed of doubt planted in your mind. “You want what?” You asked, disbelief drenching your voice. “I know, I know, it must sound absolutely ridiculous, yet you must consider! I am stuck on this scene, and I could use a beautiful muse like you!” “So, and just to be clear I heard you right, you want me to masturbate in front of you!” Elliott gave you this awkward, pleading grin, head cocked to the side: “Uh…Yes. Though it would be professional, I promise! No words will be shed about this – I just… I just really could use it for my book.” His hands clasped together as if he was silently begging you, and yet again he pulled his face into that cute little pout. “Pretty please…It is one of the last elements of my book and I-“ “Fine.” Surprise flashed over Elliott’s face, and really, you yourself were surprised. Both of you had expected that it would have taken a lot more to convince you, yet who was Elliott to complain? “Great, great! Thank you so, so much, darling! How about you lay down and get comfortable already, and I will just get my pen and paper.” “You will take notes about this?” “Why, yes!” Well, that had answered it, hadn’t it?

You took a deep, shaky breath as you began to take off your top, the little skirt that you had thrown on for the saloon. After a moment of hesitation, you even discarded the bra that had been holding your tits up, allowing them to bounce free. With a glance in Elliott’s direction, you allowed yourself to slowly find a spot on his mattress, but as soon as your head hit the pillow, you were surrounded by his scent. It would have been a complete and utter lie if you had tried to say that this didn’t begin to turn you on; lying almost naked in your friend’s bed, surrounded by his smell. About to be watched by him. Goosebumps arose on your skin, your clit twitching gently at the thought. You had always found Elliott handsome, but he had always seemed to keep his distance; most often hiding himself behind his manuscripts. This…was incredibly raw and open.

The sound of a chair’s legs scratching along the ground caught your attention. Elliot’s flustered face appeared in your field of vision, leading you to blush as well.

“You look…stunning,” he whispered. There was no dramatics in his voice, no exaggeration. Only that sweet, honest compliment. You gave him a smile, biting down on your lower lip. He had taken off his coat by now and rolled up his sleeve; his hair tied back in a top knot. He looked absolutely delicious himself, the way he started to write his notes. Hazel eyes taking you in completely, just to scribble something down on the paper. He had lit up a candle on the nightstand, the flickering flame accenting his sharp features in a way that made you want to drag him onto the bed with you, but instead, you slowly let your fingers slip down your neck, to your breast. The movement caught Elliott’s attention, and you could feel his gaze following the dance of your fingertips. You, on the other hand, shamelessly focused your attention on him. Being watched like this had a thrill to it that you hadn’t expected, but now fucking loved. Your thumb was now caressing your own nipple gently, mind wandering to the thoughts ofhow it would feel if Elliott was the one doing it. The goosebumps that appeared in your skin weren’t solely because of the pleasure you felt from teasing your nipples, but also because you believed Elliott’s hands on you would feel much better.

He scribbled something down again as your hand travelled down further, catching the hem of your panties. You lifted your hips, slowly sliding them off your hips. Your lower lip was bitten as you felt the air brush your cunt, and the throw of your panties towards Elliott definitely wasn’t an accident.

His eyes lingered on your cunt as it was exposed, taking it in with a deep inhale. He wrote something down, then scribbled over it, running a palm through his hair while shifting on his seat. “Oh, yes,” you whispered as your thumb caught your clit, giving the bundle gentle flicks of your thumb. Elliott swallowed thickly, his feather scratching the paper in a newfound frantic. You pressed your feet in the mattress and spread your legs wider, your eyes slipping shut as the gentle waves of pleasure washed over you. You had only just started, but feeling Elliott stare at you like this…Yoba, it made you wet. As if to prove it to him, you allowed a single digit to run through your folds, only to suck it into your mouth. The low groan coming from next to you caught your attention, yet when you looked, Elliott was fixated on the paper, feather just barely able to follow all the words that were supposed to spill out of it.

You slowly allowed your hand to pick up the journey along the curves of your body again, slowly stroking up and down your thighs with quivering fingers. You knew a pair of hazel eyes were following each and every touch, and you easily began to rub your clit again. More warmed up than the first time, you let a moan of pleasure leave your lips, not even opening your eyes when you heard Elliott shift on his chair, his hot breath hitting your skin soon after. “Mhhh,” you cooed, arching your back in a little just for show, dipping a finger into your cunt, your perverted mind wishing it was the author’s dick instead.

The quivering gasp next to you was the first thing that caught your attention. Looking over at the man, you could see that his hand was placed firmly in his lap, eyes wide. “What’s wrong, Elliott? Got a little hard there?” You whispered. Pride that your looks turned him on so much filled you, making you add another finger. The brunet grunted, shifting in his seat again under the pretence of getting more comfortable, but the lustful expression gave him away.

“You just look so luscious,” he breathed, his hand now wrapping around his shaft through his pants with barely an ounce of shame. “So pretty for me,” he added, willing himself to at least pretend to write down some more notes.

You didn’t really care about that, your eyes were now solely focused on his hard dick, just barely hidden behind his hand. Fucking yourself with your fingers, you whimpered his name, causing his attention to snap towards you.

You were close, you could feel the orgasm building up beneath your touch, but you just…you just needed a little more. “Elliott, kiss me? Fuck, please,” you whispered, a high-pitched moan leaving your mouth as you circled your clit again. Elliott’s lips pressed against yours in a captivating kiss; teeth clattering against teeth, tongues battling for dominance. Even though you had just asked him for a kiss, his hands automatically began to roam, finding your clit with ease and replacing your thumb there. Him rubbing patterns into the bundle of nerves while his tongue licked over yours sent shocks of pleasure up your spine, leaving your brain light and empty. In all honesty, Elliott couldn’t hold back anymore. His hips sloppily and greedily humped against your thigh while he rubbed your clit, sucking on your tongue with a tenderness you had expected from him, but also with greed that made your heat throb.

“El- Gonna-“

He didn’t let you finish the sentence, too busy to fill your mouth with his tongue again, his humping growing faster against your leg. The squeal that left you made him moan lowly, rubbing the bundle of nerves despite your orgasm already being torn out of you.

Your free hand reached for Elliott’s hair, tugging the long strands as you moaned, your body spasming at the feeling of your orgasm recking through you. Not even the tug caused Elliott to show any signs of mercy, his thumb steadily kept up its circling, with him only pulling away from the kiss to watch you shiver and squirm beneath his late touch.

“Elliott!” You cried out, eyes rolling back as you felt one of his fingers enter your sensitive gushing cunt, the grin on his face almost diabolic. “Are you going to cum a second time, my muse? It would be great for my story,” he whispered to you, working his finger into you while his thumb was still tracing patterns on your clit. His lips peppered gentle kisses upon your chest, making your heart thump against your ribcage.

“Elliott, can’t, oh, Yoba!” You tried to hold on to his wrist, but his merciless treatment of your slit didn’t even falter. “El! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Your body squirmed away and drew closer, like the tides at the beach, but in the end, he still pushed you over the edge. With a quivering cry you released, your hips snapping up to get the author’s finger knuckle deep within you, your legs spreading and snapping close – it was as if your body was malfunctioning.

As your back met the mattress, Elliott’s fingers on you began slowing down. Gentle kisses were casted upon your skin, attempting to calm you down. Your hand was still buried in Elliott’s hair as he came down next to you, one arm wrapped around your waist. In the bliss of two orgasms, you rolled around and slowly snuggled into his side, pressing your face into his chest.

“You know,” you whispered after a while, voice still hoarse, “I think your book really needs a sex scene…And I know just the muses.”

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Summary- Poor Eliiott has been in a bit of rut so to speak. Writers block has plagued his poor mind again and this time it’s getting harder to clear out. He’s supposed to write a scene about a beautiful greek man being worshipped by his lover, but sadly his mind blanks and words won’t fill the paper. That is until the farmer has something to say about.

Contains: Male player x Elliott/ body worship/ nipple play/ oiled up/ can kinda be read as gender neutral

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Elliott’s stared at the page, desperately hoping that some form of inspiration would spark in his mind. But sadly the only thing that came to his mind was his own annoyance at his self for not being able to conjure something up in his mind. It was late evening, and he’d been up since the sun had risen over the horizon and greeted him with a ray of light to his brilliant green eyes. Frustration ran up his spine as he desperately tried to push out something other than a few choppy sentences that an even a toddler could comprehend. He felt his blood boil as the realization hit him; he wasn’t that good of an author. Seven years he’d spent trying to write this damn book. Hell, within those years he even managed to move to a completely different town and still his book remained unfinished. He felt his rage turn into complete despair as he realized that perhaps his mother was right; he was waste of talent. He should’ve finished years ago, should’ve have the trilogy done and should’ve been a hit author by now. But all he managed to do was get himself more stuck into a rut of his own design. Elliott sighed and looked down at the wasted paper, before finally declaring himself finished and with a push of the chair he was away from the desk and on the docks to clear is mind of trouble.

Two green eyes stares back at him, his own in the reflection of the water. He looked like himself, the only thing that was different was the faint crack underneath his eyes, indicating his exhaustion and woes. Staring down at himself, he traces his face with a slender hand, closing his eyes as he feels the shape edges of his face. He sighs out as he skims a slender hand on pink bottom lip. He worries it, then turning his body away from the water but bumps into a rather tall figure. It’s the new farmer and Elliott isn’t exactly happy to have run into him while he looks so exhausted.

“ Ah, Y/N, I apologize for such an unbecoming greeting.” He chokes out, desperately trying to ignore the beating of his heart as feels you large hand on his back to keep you both from falling in the water. You release him, much to his disappointment, and abruptly clear your throat.

“Nah, s’all good. I was just about to ask you something, actually.” You stated, scratching the back of your neck. Once you realize he’s giving you the floor to speak, you continue. “Yeah, so I coming down to fish and I noticed you looking rather…stressed?” You giggled nervously, completely unaware of the mental gymnastics Elliott’s growing through. He hates when his perfect persona flatters. But despite that he continues to let you speak. “Yeah, so I just wondering what’s up, you’re usually relaxed or something.”

You finish your sentence and with an awkward hand motion, before deciding to just place your hands in the pockets of your jeans. Elliott sighs and looks between you and the sky, before finally giving in. “Well…” He starts off before telling you his woes. The seven years spent wasting time, his own personal failures, his disappointment in himself and so on so forth. You listen intently before asking him what part he’s stuck on, thinking you can help give him some inspiration.

“It’s a romance you see, and sadly I’m at a halt when it comes to this particular scene between…” His stops, face flushed as he realizes what he was about to say. Your brow raises and you question whether you want you should push or not. Luckily you don’t have to because he continues. “It’s a scene where two men are in a chapel and the one is praising the other….” He clears his throat and looks away with embarrassment. “Sexually.” He states finally, palms sweating from his own nervousness. You don’t react, in fact you slowly nod and smile.

“Oh, you mean like body worship? Yeah I’ve read loads of books like that in my teen years.” You state all too casually and Elliott feels himself swoon over the fact. He swallows his nervousness and speaks again. “Yes, something like that. But the issue is I have no idea how one would go about that-” He states finally before fiddling his necktie. You nod and slowly rub your neck, blushing. You swallow hard, contemplating whether you speak or not. But then you look at the poor poet, umber hair flowing in the gentle summer breeze. Green eyes blow out in embarrassment as he looks up at you, a pretty pink lip caught on his teeth.

“You know, I could…uhmm..help you. With that scene thing…” You state looking down at your muddy boots. He gasps and you feel the shame of it all well up in your throat. You’re about to apologize before he grasps your hand and with a twinkle in his eyes states. “Would you?”

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So that’s how you got here, in his shack on his bed as he lays underneath you, still clothed beside his undershirt slightly unbuttoned. He’s breathing harder than usual and you feel awkward, but then a pink lip worries again and you realize that this may be a blessing in disguise. You slowly grab his chin and lets your lips naturally meet each others. He gasps into the kiss and before you know it his mouth is open and tongues collide. You lean in closer and make him gasps as the weight of you pins him to the bed. You smirk and take the opportunity to bite his lip. He gasps and once you both pull back a beautiful vision is bestowed upon you. Elliott, hair forming a halo around his head with a swollen lip and blushes face looks up at you with beautiful blowout eyes. Only a small silver of green is left. You smirk and take this opportunity to slowly remove his overcoat and finish unbuttoning his undershirt. With his bare freckles chest now exposed you smile as you see a vulnerable pink nipple exposed to you. Your pinch it and in turn hear a small gasp. You smirk and continue the motion before leaning down to suck on it. Elliott gasps and you smirk, twisting other one and he mewls underneath you. Leaving bite marks in your wake, you trail up his neck and bite that sensitive spot between the crook of his neck.

“My-ah~ dear.” He interrupts himself with a small sigh. “Please be gentle, my chest is a rather sensitive area….” He moans and bites his finger as you twist both the pink numbs. You smirk at that, declaring your love for them. But sadly, that’s not what you’re here for, well, not entirely. You ask him where the lube is, he states he only has coconut oil and you smirk. “Even better actually-” You state as you grab the small gold dish from underneath his bed. You pour a generous amount on your hands and slowly massage it into his chest, shoulders and back. He melts into the motion, letting you position him into a sitting position. You rub his shoulders, getting in between the shoulder blades and trace a line down his back. Soft, satisfied groans can be heard as you praise his body and slowly you reach his rear. “May I?” You ask, he nods and slowly you pull down his trousers leaving him in nothing but his boxers. You marvel at long, slender legs and strong calfs. Slowly you get down on your knees and massage up from his ankles to his thighs, being sure to kiss your way up before slowly biting his inner thigh. You grin as you watch his gasp and flinch, then slowly you pull down his pants and start the main course. You slowly massage his length and pump slightly, loving the little moans your milking out of him. His thighs tremble as you slowly move up to kiss his leaking tip. He moans at that and instinctively grabs your hair. Slowly, you open your mouth and start to suck. Giving him a good show as you look deep into his eyes. Moaning he grips you tighter and lets his head fall back, relishing in you skilled mouth. You finally bottom out, letting him watch you deep throat him. You smile, probably too lovingly for a one-time hookup, but start to slowly bob your head making him see stars. He changed the grip on your hair and slowly starts fucking your throat. You let him, happy to help him and you even meet him halfway. The sound of choking and spit fill the air. You feel his cock twitch and he moans louder than before, forgetting himself and practically screams. Shoving himself deeper and moving quicker he doesn’t even remember to ask if it’s okay before he’s fully cumming down your throat. Enjoying the aftermath bliss before the reality of it sets in. He pulls you off immediately apologizes for his actions. You smile, choking slightly as you swallow him. He blushes at that and clears his throat.

“Ah…my dear. How rude of me-I should’ve asked permission.” He states, but you smile and get up, dusting the sand from his cabin floors. “Just glad I could help. Hopefully you have some more inspiration from this.” You smirk and slowly get up to leave, but he grabs your wrist and gently pulls you back. “Ah, but YOU haven’t exactly finished yourself darling. You’re not even out of your clothes. You smile and shrug. this was about him and not you, you explained. He grimaces and promises that he could be just as good to you as you are to him. But you shake your head, not because of lack of want; but because you’ve been gone for too long and have yet to tend properly to the farm. He nods his head in understanding, before letting you go.

“But…I would like to make it up to you, at some point.” He finally states, twiddling his hair. You nod, brushing it out of his face. “Hopefully some other day.” You ask, and he immediately nods. Perhaps this wasn’t a one time things.

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Fin.

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Fanfic by: Mosquake

[waxskies]

weirdest thing the sdv bachelors have put their dick in

Alex

A vacuum hose because he thought it'd make his dick longer.

Elliott

A jar of honey.

Sebastian

The neck of a plastic bong.

Sam

A lukewarm bowl of mac & cheese.

Harvey

A medical glove full of lotion.

Shane

Pam's mouth.