#they all look so cute (they are grown ass men)

[kitthew]

no one understands my hatred of doodles other than people who also work in pet care

[justanisabelakinnie]

Hey Encanto fandom this is your reminder to please stop making Camilo the “overprotective little brother” of Dolores when it comes to her being with Mariano. It’s not cute and it’s not adorable and it’s not funny. It’s creepy and invasive and disturbing and sexist, and I’m disgusted that it’s so prevalent. You need to stop. 

[luminiamore]

biker geto suguru x black hoochie mama reader

warnings: fingerfucking, soft dom sugu, he’s a tease, sugu has a big dick, but we knew this!

a/n: this man is so fine i need him neow.

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Life has always treated you so well, beyond well, in fact. You resided in one of Atlanta’s finest lofts, debt-free at 23 despite recently graduating from college. Even though you have your own income, your generous parents still send you a fat check every week or so. You had men constantly begging on their knees to fund your entire existence, and on the occasion, women, too. Everything you wanted simply came to you with no trouble. 

You wanted that cute brown skin man with the waves that you saw at the grocery store? He already has your number. You want that pretty ’90s hairstyle you saw in a vintage magazine? You were already on your way to go get it done. You want to change your dramatic nails, even though you just got them done two days ago, because you found another style you want more? Who can deny you? It’s your world. 

Was it manifestation? Who knows. The one thing you do know is that the world hands you everything on a pure gold platter.

Popularity followed you whenever you went, but who could blame you? You were the epitome of everything sexy. From the way your rose-colored wedges beautifully complement your flawless white toes against your dark skin to how your denim mini skirts hug your curves and accentuate your figure, and your tops, or mainly bikini tops, enhance your boobs so well that they could make a grown man cry. 

Had you been an adult woman in the 90s instead of being a high-maintenance child, you might have been a star, perhaps even one of the most iconic video vixens. However, that title belongs to your momma. The OG.

She was the sought-after beauty every top rapper wanted for their music videos. From Snoop Dogg to 50 Cent, Lil Wayne to Jay Z, Biggie - she lit up screens. She even brought fire to the feud between Tupac and Biggie when she appeared in the latter’s video. You’re almost sure that lady even told you about how Pac was nearly your father before she met your dad. And you, like the little minx you were, lived up to her status.

Now, you weren’t in those modern-day rap videos of the pretty big booty woman shaking their ass on camera. Your momma raised you to have more class than that. She taught you that your ass isn’t the biggest asset you have to offer, figuratively. Your face is, the way you make people feel is, the way you seduce people is. 

That resulted in you appearing in a few music videos where the artist expressed love for someone, as those typically featured the camera focused on one girl. And that girl was you. Those got you the recognition your momma had. Those got men practically lining up to pay all your bills, those got plentiful women dying to either be you or be with you.

Your reputation preceded you; you were exceptional, operating on a different level altogether. Your complexion was flawless, your lips rich and full, and your eyes possessed a captivating allure that could weaken anyone with just one glance. You were taught to always go after the best because you are the best. 

So, what the hell was your ass doing walking around in Oakland City? Wearing your ripped undercut booty shorts, which showed more booty than shorts, along with a vintage Dior top you borrowed stole from your momma, complete with a matching purse.

Your flower sandals from Dolce & Gabbana made such a powerful tapping sound, combined with the multiple pieces of gold adorning your wrists, ears, and neck, that everyone you passed couldn’t help but look to see just who it was, and they were definitely not disappointed.

You’re not stupid. You wouldn’t dream of entering one of the most dangerous areas of your hometown without protection. Your bedazzled gold pepper spray and your fully loaded Beretta Nano 9mm pistol in your purse, itching to be used if someone tries you.

They wouldn’t dare, though. Your momma wasn’t the only legendary figure in your family. Your dad ran one of the leading crime families in all of Atlanta, dealing with heavy drugs, counterfeiting, and smuggling illegal things across borders. He was feared just as equally as he was respected. 

Messing with you? Your pops would send their family a well-decorated package with their son on a shirt. The last man that cheated on you was a prime example. You couldn’t feel bad for him, though, you did warn him.

To answer your earlier inquiry, which has been nagging at you since you parked your Toyota GR Supra Coupe at a motel five blocks away from the neighborhood, you were there to buy drugs. Weed, more specifically. You could have asked your father, but you really weren’t up for hearing his opinion on how he believes you smoke too much. So you go to the next best thing, Satoru Gojo. 

Since your dad was focused on dealing with harder drugs, he didn’t bother with substances like shrooms or anything related to weed. He considered himself too old for that and delegated the task to his second in command and your friend since birth, Satoru. You quicken your pace, heels tapping rapidly as you approach one of his many houses. You’re almost there. 

He has some of the best shit in the A, but whenever you ask him how he does it,

“I just sell it, Sis. My best friend does all the hard stuff,” 

You would always roll your pretty eyes at this because this supposed best friend he always bragged about was never around. At first, you believed he fibbed about having a best friend out of embarrassment, suspecting that you were the only one who could tolerate his antics.

But you saw glimpses, small ones. A fine leather jacket hanging off his dining room chair that you know Satoru wouldn’t wear. A motorcycle helmet standing tall on the side of his kitchen counter. Your suspicions proved unfounded as your gaze shifted to a sleek, blacked-out MTT 420 Turbine Superbike as you approached Toru’s driveway. 

You know damn well that can’t belong to Satoru. Your movements stop once you knock harshly on the door. You catch the faint sound of a random trap song playing through it. You can’t help but smile, amused by how predictably cliché this white-haired man-child can be. Trap music at a trap house.

Your smile fades as you’re met with a cold glare from a short, thick, light-skinned girl wearing a blonde wig. Studying her features further, you can’t help but acknowledge her prettiness. But the minute she opened her mouth, you were annoyed.

“And, who the fuck you is?” She snaps loudly, the gum she’s chewing matching her obnoxiousness. She’s too pretty for this.

“Girl, bye.” You push past her, causing her to stumble slightly, as you march into the house. Maybe she was about to say something, but you didn’t stick around to find out. With your back turned to her, you catch Satoru muttering softly and glancing past you, “Don’t even try it.” 

She sucks her teeth in annoyance, slamming the door behind her as she heads back to the couch where Satoru, another man, and three other girls are seated. Wait- another man? 

You glance back at the couch again, only to steady your hands on the wall you were leaning on. Woah. This man was so fine that he almost made your legs give out on you. The fuck?

His face was so pretty. Sharp black eyes and the longest hair you’ve ever seen on a man. The wife beater he wore clung tightly to his perfect skin, so much so that you could make out that he had nipple piercings. Woah. The tattoos trailing up both of his muscular arms had you ready to remind yourself to just fucking breathe. He sported washed black Chrome Heart jeans, and the pretty cross peeking from his waistband gave it away. 

This man was looking at you, more like undressing you with his eyes. And you couldn’t look away.

“You can’t be knocking on my door like that Sis, I almost thought you were the feds.” Satoru hums, though he really wasn’t worried. He knew the feds couldn’t hold him for long; he had too much money for that. You quickly glance at him and roll your eyes. When you shift your gaze away from Toru, you turn back to the man who has yet to introduce himself to you.

As if he could read your mind, he rises from his seat, his towering height catching you off guard, and he saunters almost sensually towards where you’re standing in the kitchen. The minute he stands in front of you,

“Suguru Geto. You��re beautiful if you don’t mind me saying,” He brings a hand out to shake yours, his eyes never shifting from your brown ones. You glance down for a moment, and you swear you can feel your heartbeat in your pussy when you catch sight of his immaculately clean, clear polished nails, his fingers adorned with silver rings. Lord, help you.

You give him a smile when you register his compliment, “Y/n. You’re the infamous best friend I hear so much about but never see?” You raise a brow.

Suguru swears he’s died and went to heaven when he hears your honey voice. He thinks he’s met the prettiest girl he’s laid eyes on. The gold grill you have of what he remembers is the Scorpio sign confirms it. I mean, just look at you, your outfit, your jewelry, and your face. 

Suguru believes he knows himself. He knows he doesn’t like girls that do “too much,” but you make it look so good. He knows he doesn’t even have a fetish for feet. But if you told him to right now, he would drop down immediately and worship yours. He believed a goddess was walking among him when you walked through the door. 

“That’s me, the idiot doesn’t have anyone else,” He mutters. You let out the cutest laugh at his comment that makes his dick harden in his jeans. Lord, help him.

Satoru lets out a dramatic gasp behind the two of you, “Hey! I have Y/n!” You immediately retort at him, raising a finger at him. 

“Aht! No, you don’t,” You chuckle, snickering and rolling your eyes as you catch him placing a hand on his heart as if you’ve just shot him.

“Stop hogging my best friend and come get what you came for, Sis,” He waves a bag in the air, holding at least 20 grams of weed, ignoring the two girls tugging on both of his arms.

You squeal and sprint as fast as your heels allow towards where he’s seated. Suguru follows after you slowly, feeling ashamed at the way the other two girls cling to him the moment he sits down. He wants nothing to do with them, he feels almost disgusted by their presence now that you’re here. He didn’t even realize they were here when he arrived, he was only here for Satoru.

You snatch the bag from him, slip it into your purse, and then lunge toward him for a hug, knowing he’d never let you pay, of course.

“Thank you, Toru!” Naturally, he wastes no time pushing the two girls aside to embrace you. You’ve always been his top priority. Suguru finds it challenging to look away because as you hug his best friend, your curvaceous behind is directly in his line of sight. He wishes you would hug him like that.

When you straighten, “I gotta go. You guys seem busy anyway,” You quickly utter and glance at Suguru. He seemed like he was about to say something, but you interject before he can. 

“It was nice meeting you, Suguru.” You softly tell him. He might’ve just came in his pants with the way you said his name in that tone. He pauses for a moment, but before he can utter a word, you’ve already dashed out the front door.

He stills, and he turns to his lifelong best friend,

“Give me her number.”

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It’s been about two hours since you arrived at your loft. You prepared yourself a nice dinner, a well-made Alfredo, before making your way to your room. You sink into the comfort of your silk sheets, retrieving your ashtray and preparing to roll up. Soft Erykah Badu playing from your Alexa Speaker. You’re interrupted by an unknown number dinging on your phone. 

Who’s this?

You smile immediately, feeling a rush of nerves as you realize he asked Satoru for your number. You're accustomed to getting what you want, and right now, you want him. You eagerly await his text, noticing that he's typing.

You observe his directness. Suguru is texting you as if he knows exactly what he wants, and if there's one thing you admire in a man, it's when he's decisive and goes after what he wants.

You've already decided to smoke with him, swiftly swapping your shorts for a black Juicy Tracksuit as it got windy. You opt to play a little hard to get.

Your jaw drops at the amount he sent you for an Uber. Is he crazy? While you’ve had people send you rides to go somewhere, you can’t shake the feeling that he just wanted an excuse to send you money. You’re still reeling from the shock when he immediately sends you the address to his place afterward. You grab two rolled-up blunts and slide on a pair of kitten heels. Snatching your keys, you head out when your Uber driver arrives outside.

The drive to his place is surprisingly short, almost too short. Considering how spread out the area is, you’ve only been in the car for 15 minutes, yet you’re still in the same neighborhood. You brush it off and approach his door. As you knock, you notice Suguru’s driveway filled with three vehicles: the motorcycle you saw earlier, a Mercedes E-Class, and a sleek BMW M3. You can’t help but appreciate yet another reason you’re drawn to him.

He opens the door, and you swear you wish you could pounce on him. He’s still wearing the wife beater, and when you glance up at his face, you notice his eyes are low and red. With his hair tied up in a man bun, a few strands cascading over his face, the only thought running through your mind is... He’s so pretty.

“You started getting lit without me?” You feign surprise as he welcomes you inside. He kindly takes your keys and hangs them on the holder by his door. You could feel him staring at your ass as you move to stand beside him.

He chuckles, shaking his head at you. He reaches a hand out. “You know how Satoru is. My room?” You nod, and he shivers as your long, pretty nails brush against his hand. Was everything about you so alluring?

You follow behind him, noting how he never lets go of your hand. His room, much like his style, is entirely black. Black sheets adorn a king-sized bed, with a few rock band posters hanging above where his dressers are placed. He even has a private bathroom, the door wide open. Damn, this man even has lavender incense burning on the small desk next to his bed.

“Make yourself comfortable, sweetheart,”

Don’t mind if I do. You drop your body on his bed with a plop. You start to take off your right heel, intending to reach for the left one, only to find Suguru already kneeling down, doing it for you. When he’s done, he rubs your feet for about three long seconds before pulling away. You gasp softly, looking away from his intense gaze. Is he usually this forward?

“Uh- I rolled two. I get lip gloss on the blunt,” You sputter out, retrieving them from your purse as he stands up from his position on the floor and settles onto his pillow.

He makes a tsk sound, “Don’t play with me,” He grabs only one from your raised hand and pulls a skull lighter from his jeans pocket. As you place the other one in your purse, you watch him take the first hit. You realize he enjoys eye contact because, throughout all of his movements, his eyes never leave yours.

You’re nervous. For the first time in your life, a man has made you feel nervous. His energy makes you nervous, how he observes you with such intensity makes you nervous, and even how he feeds you the blunt after taking a few hits makes you nervous.

You’re mesmerized. The effects of the blunts hit you swiftly, altering your mind and intensifying your urge to fuck this man till he sees stars.

Suguru himself has never felt this way before. He’s had a few flings here and there and has even been in a relationship or two. But he’s never felt the need to be entirely consumed by someone. The minute he saw you, it felt like time had stopped for him; he could hear how fast his heart was beating. He wanted to impress you. He wanted to give you the universe because the world is far too small for someone like you.

“You have a boyfriend?” His husky voice asks this out of respect for you. Honestly, he couldn’t give a fuck less if you had a man. You’d be his either way.

“Why? You want me?” You giggle, though you knew he did, you just wanted to tease him. As you gaze up at him through the haze, your breath catches when you observe that his eyes have darkened noticeably. You recognize that expression all too well—it mirrors the one you give the camera when it’s focused on you.

He doesn’t respond or even break a smile at your inquiry. No, his eyes are fixated on your plump, glossed lips as you take another hit. You shift your thighs a little, you don’t know how long you can wait before he makes his move.

Suguru notices, and this time, his lips twitch up a bit, “And if I did?” His whisper keeps you quiet. What the hell were you supposed to say to that? Suguru doesn’t mind your silence. He needs you to savor your angelic tune anyway since you’ll scream his name in a few minutes. Rising from his position, he tilts your chin towards him, his eyes catching note of the smoke in your mouth. Drawing his lips dangerously close to yours, he exhales softly,

“Let it go.” You don’t hesitate to listen to his command. It’s as if your mind is his now, the way he doesn’t even do anything to get your attention. As soon as the smoke escapes your lips, he inhales it, pressing his soft lips firmly against yours.

You whimper out at the force and immediately kiss him back. Suguru swears he’s already in love when he feels your lips reciprocate his action, the stickiness of your strawberry gloss making him release a sound that had you squeezing your thighs. He’s relentless, nipping and forcing his tongue to merge with yours.

His fervor with just a kiss leaves you reeling. The combination of the weed and his lips makes you feel intoxicated, causing you to grasp onto the fabric of his jeans to steady yourself. When he pulls away from you, it only makes you crave more.

You’re both breathing heavily, and the sound of Brent Faiyez playing on his speaker is long tuned out. He stares at your eyes briefly before gently pulling you down to lay on your back. You lean up to pull him into another passionate kiss,

“More, please.” You whine out, a little too desperate for your taste. You couldn’t understand why you wanted him so bad, maybe it was the weed, or maybe it was the fact that your pussy was dripping the minute you saw him at Satoru’s place. You can tell he wants to take things slow, but you can’t find it in you to share the same feeling. You need him to do something to you, now.

He only whispers, “Patience, sweetheart.” And moves his lips down to your neck. Soft kisses fill your throat before he stops teasing and reaches for your zipper. He's not shocked to learn that you don't wear a bra; he could almost see your hard nipples through the velvet fabric of your hoodie.

Your sigh of satisfaction comes from the moment he wraps his lips around your dark areola and gently caresses the fat of your unattended boob. He starts slowly, listening to the sounds you make and observing how he can persuade you to moan louder. Your breath gets shaky when he gets more aggressive with his movement, pulling at your sensitive nipples. He decides that he wants more from you.

Suguru rasps out, “I know you want me to fuck you,” Your body feels on fire as his touch slithers down your stomach, grazing your belly ring. He lowers your tracksuit pants for you and throws them across his room, forbidding you to do anything that doesn’t include you receiving pleasure. Your body is anticipating as he continues, “But I need to prep you, or you won’t be able to take me,”

He toys with the slender strap of your thong, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on your face as he talks, “Be good and let me play with you for a bit, okay?”

Your fiery personality is well-known for not letting men dictate your actions. You’re quick to dismiss any nigga, and based on instinct, you’re almost prepared to snap: Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to? 

By now, you should realize that Suguru observes every single move you make, every slight gesture you make, when your breath catches, and even now, he detects that you intend to snap at him. He does nothing but give you a look, a dangerous look, which only implies I dare you. Suguru orchestrates a dominance so calm but prominent that you can’t help but whimper out a quiet “Yes,”

What is he doing to you?

He presses a kiss to the side of your mouth as a reward. He’s in a trance. Suguru can’t pull his gaze away from your panties. You’re so wet that it’s clinging onto the fabric as he slowly pulls it away from your lower lips. He finds himself plunging two fingers into your wet cunt before your thong even touches your knees. Fuck, you’re tight.

“Ah- shit! Sugu!” You mewl, walls immediately clenching on his thick fingers. He quickly begins to rub circles on your twitching clit, observing as you gasp and scramble under him. You’re so beautiful like this, he thinks. He doesn’t hesitate to tell you this, too.

“I know, sweetheart. You’re so beautiful, y’know that?” Your slick is dripping all over his palm as he finger fucks you. You try to keep your moans in, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing you lose your mind. But you can’t. You can’t do anything but scream out at the way his long fingers are effortlessly punishing your G-spot.

Suguru moves his fingers faster when you don’t answer him, “I asked you a question, baby.” 

Your loud whimpers can be heard over his music. How could you possibly answer? You’re already starting to blank, you’re not sure you even listened to what he said. “I- Oh fuck, Yes!” 

The sounds coming from your fat pussy is downright phonographic. The squishing, the squelching. Shit, it’s even dripping onto his bed, creating a wet stain. Fuck. Suguru doesn’t think he can take another minute without being inside you. He needs it, but he needs to make you cum first. 

He knows you’re about to, with the way your breathing is stuttering and the way there’s a white cream starting to stain his fingers as he pushes them in and out of you. You’re clenching so hard he’s not sure his dick will fit inside of you. He’ll make it fit, he’ll break your little pussy in if he has to.

Suguru leans against you, his desperate panting revealing his longing for you as he whispers in your ear, “I need you to cum for me, sweetheart. Can you do that for me?” He fucks his fingers inside of you harder, rubbing your pretty clit even faster.

You nod eagerly, mind already reeling as you wail, “Y-Yes. I’m gonna cum, Sugu! I- Shitt,” He gently kisses your lips, sliding his tongue into your mouth as if he’s encouraging you to accept it, to just cum all over him. And you do.

Your grip on the bottom of Suguru’s wifebeater hurts your fingers, and you arch your back off the bed while your tight walls clench once more around him. You see white spots in your blacked-out vision, and your squealing is so loud that you worry the neighbors will hear it. He doesn’t stop moving when you cum, wanting to prolong what he knows is the strongest orgasm you’ve ever had. 

When you finally stop twitching in aftershock, your breathing begins to slow down, and his movements follow suit. Your panties are long gone. He swiftly pulls out of you while you’re still in a daze, making you unaware that he’s sucking up your essence from his fingers and pulling his jeans down along with his Calvin Klein briefs.

You are, however, aware when he pushes your thick brown thighs flush against your chest. And you’re even more aware when he lines his fat pink tip to your sticky lower lips. Suguru doesn’t let you see just how big he is, he directs your focus to his lips on yours. But Lord, do you fucking feel it. You feel it when he rubs up and down on your wet slit. You feel it when he pushes only his tip inside of you before he pulls back out again.

Suguru doesn’t think he can keep on teasing you like this. He tries to keep it up for your sake, but the way you feel on his tip has his body shaking; it’s almost embarrassing. But he can’t find himself to feel ashamed when you look up at him at him like that, your eyes pleading for him to fuck you into the mattress.

“I’m gonna put it in now, baby. I’m gonna fuck you real good, okay?” You’re learning, you know he wants an answer from you, and you don’t bat an eye when your trembling, honeyed voice whispers, “Whatever y-you want, Sugu.”

Whatever he wants? You probably should’ve never said that, and he’ll show you why. He pushes inside of your cunt slowly, hissing at the same time you shriek when your walls try to push him out. “Breathe,” He rasps out. And you’re trying, you’re really trying to. But he’s just so fucking big, it’s like he’s breaking your pussy in half. 

“Y-You’re too big! I can’t-” He doesn’t let you finish, he proves that you can when he pushes in halfway through your slobbering pussy. 

“Of course you can, Y/n. You’re almost there, sweetheart. One more breath for me, yeah?” 

You listen wordlessly, sucking in another deep breath. It’s inevitable to cry when he plunges the rest of his 8 and a half inches in one go. Suguru lets out a groan in your ear, and the sound makes your insides churn. How is it that he immediately finds your spongy spot? You’re so used to being briefly grazed in that spot that this feeling is foreign to you.

Suguru gives you a few seconds before your pussy starts suffocating him, and he’s forced to start feeding you with slow, deep strokes. “Jesus, fuck!” You keen, mewling, and pressing on his firm abs; the pressure was just too much for you. Are you crazy?

“None of that Y/n.” He uses his left hand to hold both of your hands and place them above your head, gently grasping your throat with his right. All the while, his eyes never leave yours, and his big cock never stops stirring up your guts at that slow pace. He gets impatient. 

“You feel so good, so fucking tight. Pretty pussy is mine now, yeah? Tell me it is,” Gradual snapping of his hips against yours in a feverous tempo causes you to scramble under him, with your mind getting lost since you can’t find anything to keep you grounded. He has you altogether under his control, and you can’t find it in yourself to be upset.

You don’t respond, your brain too gone to form any thought that’s not Sugu. You’ve forgotten your manners, he’ll make sure to remind you. He snaps his hips harder, he swears the cries you make almost make him cum on the spot.

“Words, Y/n. Tell me this perfect pussy is mine,” The sound of your soaked pussy filling the air as he whispers against your lips, which are permanently shaped in a perfect O.

You weep out, “Fuck! Oh, Sugu- it’s yours, all yours! I- Ah!” His face adorns with a sly smile at your confession. His body is on fire, your pussy perfectly snug around the shape of his cock. He knows he’s about to cum, with the way his insides are twisting, and his heavy balls are twitching rapidly as they slap on the fat on your ass. Your pussy is so good that he swears you’re not even from this planet. But he needs to get you there first. That’s all he needs to dump his seed inside of you.

He slithers the hand gripping your throat down to your drooling clit, rubbing so fast you think you’re having whiplash. Your cries become louder, and before you even know what’s happening, you’re covering Suguru’s entire stomach and his soft sheets with your squirt.

Suguru follows swiftly after you, letting out a sinful moan, his body trembling as he fills your pussy with his cum. It’s so much, so fucking much, that you can feel it overflowing past your stretched-out pussy. The sluggishness of his thrusts inside you causes him to let out loud breaths and drop his face in the crook of your neck.

Your eyes are still stuck on the ceiling above you, shallow breaths emerging from your sore throat. Woah.

The long-haired man above you is still panting and giving you another command, making it difficult for you to process what just happened to you.

“On your stomach, sweetheart.”

This time, you remember your manners.

[shankschewtoy]

had this random thought and thought I'd request. what if a random kid just comes over and confesses their love for you (a fully grown adult.) and the one piece men are just standing there like 'wtf is this kid on'

a/n - OML 💀💀💀 I’m laughing so hard right now 😭 anon this idea is hilarious how do you guys think of such funny stuff

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, it’s a random kid not kidd himself- just wanted to clarify that bec i thought it was kidd, major crack

- If it wasn’t already apparent, Luffy has made it quite clear that he loves you VERY much

- let’s say you’ve been on this island for maybe about a month, and you love it there! The weather’s nice and cool, there’s a nice ocean breeze, and the sun is always out but not too strong

- you were sitting down on a bench with nami and robin, waiting for Sanji and Luffy to come back from their shopping spree

- suddenly, a kid appeared in front of you, holding a bouquet of flowers and a little hand made present

- “Um-! You’re super cool and pretty/handsome! And- I love you! Please take this gift and these roses!”

- the shock that just froze the three of you

- robin raised an eyebrow while nami burst out laughing, unable to breathe

- “BAHAHAHAHSUBDIDBD- YOU’RE LIKE 22 AND THIS IS A LITTLE ASS KID-“

- “Nami! Be nice! Um… Thanks kid- I like the flowers. But like Nami said- I’m a lot… Older than you.”

- The kid looked like they were about to start sobbing, so you quickly took the flowers and present to make the kid happy

- the present was a little origami heart and a butterfly, it was actually quite adorable

- All of the sudden, Luffy fucking tackled the poor child, flying across the sidewalk

- “Y/N’S MINEEEEEEEEEE!!”

- bro was hissing and growling like a feral monkey at the poor kid wtf 💀

- Sanji had to rip Luffy off the poor child and this grown man was throwing a fit, yelling at this kid

- “Y/N’S MINE! I LOVE THEM!” -luffy

- “I LOVE THEM TOO!” -kid

- “I LOVE THEM MORE!” -luffy

- “NO I DO!” -kid

- this argument continued for about 20 minutes. 20 minutes

- you had to drag Luffy and I mean DRAGGG him back to the sunny while he kept yelling at the kid about how he loved you more

- “Hmph! I bet i could take him in a fight!” -luffy (please keep in mind that this child is like 6)

- “Yeah ok luffy, don’t beat up a child.”

- “I’m a pirate! I’m already a criminal! HEY KID! GET OVER HERE IMMA BEAT YOUR ASS!” *feral screeching*

- “LUFFY NO-!”

- (rewatched marineford, I promise and swear I did not cry)

- ace is a bit more mature (not a lot) but he’s more mature than Luffy

- it was such a nice day! You and ace were hanging out on an island as a tiny vacation for the crew

- the crew got some ice cream, went shopping, and stocked up on food for the day

- ace, being the gentleman he is, carried all the bags for you, and even bought you THREE scoops of ice cream (y/n pls give me some this weather is ridiculous💀)

- ace was telling you about a story when he was younger, it was mainly about how Luffy was really stupid and loved to eat random mushrooms from the forest

- “He was SO dumb- it was really bad. He hallucinated for like- 2 days, and almost ate Dadan.”

- “HE ALMOST ATE HER?”

- “HIS TEETH WERE AROUND HER ENTIRE ARM.”

- bro Luffy is wild

- all of the sudden, something tapped you on the shoulder, and you turned around, not seeing anybody behind you

- “Um.. Excuse me?”

- The voice was coming from below, and it sounded like a kid’s voice! As you looked down, you saw this cute little child with brown hair and green eyes, their cheeks were bright pink, and they were holding something behind their back

- “Uh hi there! Did you need something from me?”

- “Um… I- I wanted to give these to you.. I picked them myself.”

- this kid was adorable, they were handing you a hand picked bouquet of flowers!! How adorable is that?! You smiled and pat the kid’s head softly, thanking him for the flowers

- ace had a big grin on his face, he found this kid absolutely adorable too

- “Uh- I think you’re super pretty/handsome! And- I think I really love you!”

- now this is where you both froze and stared at the kid with wide eyes, what did this child just tell you?..

- “I’m sorry what?” -you

- “I love you.” -kid

- “What?” -you

- this poor kid was about to cry, this was his first rejection after all 😭 and you could tell if this kid started crying, holy shit this kid’s going to SCREAM

- “Ok- sorry! I was just confused for a sec.. Are you sure you mean me? Not that little kid over there with the pig tails?”

- this kid was determined, shaking their head as they took your hands in theirs

- Ace was struggling, struggling not to just start cackling, the only thing keeping him from laughing was you pinching his arm

- “Ace don’t even think about laughing.”

- “I’m sorry- *wheeze* this is hilarious.”

- Ace’s face was turning red, bro looked like he was choking on food. But you really didn’t know what to say to this kid- I mean- you’re an adult and this is a literal child. Secondly- ace was your boyfriend already

- “Hey kid, how about I buy you some ice cream and we can talk about y/n together eh?” -ace

- The kid smiled and took Ace’s hand. How cute, your boyfriend was talking to this little kid about all the great aspects of you

- You heard about 1009 compliments today, and it warmed your heart 💜💜

- ace is awesome, 100% husband material

- doesn’t matter if it’s a child, girl, or animal, he’ll cut them up into pieces if they hurt you or his friends

- but outside of his tough demeanor, zoro was actually pretty loving, especially when the sunny was docked on an island and it was just a day to hang out

- he liked taking naps on you, literally anywhere (he sleeps the best on your ass 💀💀)

- today was not a nap day sadly, but as long as he was with you, today would be a great day

- you had dragged him along to stock up on cola and things for the ship, the whole crew was hanging out on this summery island too

- you weren’t sure why you hadn’t invested some berries into getting a leash for your boyfriend because oh my god

- this bitch keeps getting lost

- you could be looking at some cute shoes for two seconds. TWO SECONDS. And this man disappears, and he somehow ends up on the island next to the one you were on 💀💀

- but anyways, you were now holding him by his collar, keeping this dumbass marimo from running off 👍

- “Y/n are we almost done? I’m kinda tired.”

- “In a second.”

- “you’ve been saying that the past hour.”

- zoro’s feet are about to die

- all of the sudden, a kid tapped your shoulder, looking up at you with wide eyes

- “Oh hello! Did you need something?”

- “Um… I have some flowers for you!”

- The kid handed you a nice bouquet of red, white, and pink roses that were all tied together with a lovely ribbon

- Aw- this little kid was so cute! How nice of them to give you some flowers, right?

- “I- I think I really like you!”

- *pause*

- Maybe this wasn’t so nice 😭

- “Sorry what?” -you

- “I like you!”

- “But- you’re a kid!”

- this kid started sobbing, clinging onto your waist like a baby, crying about how they thought you were so pretty/handsome

- “Hey! It’s ok! Can you let go??”

- zoro was getting pissed, he didn’t like it when kids whined and wailed about stuff, especially about you

- zoro pried the kid off, setting him down with a glare, “Get off y/n, they’re mine, get lost kid.”

- “Hey zoro be nicer! It’s just a kid.”

- “NO! I LOVE Y/N” -kid

- basically this is what happened

- zoro and this literal child were pulling you back and forth, giving you severe whiplash 💀

- “Omg Robin come over here this is hilarious!!” -nami

- “NAMI PLS HELP ME.” -you

- “I think you’re fine y/n! Just wait until robin gets here!!” -nami

- wow what help you are nami 😭😭

a/n - Luffy hisses at people and growls 💀

[dumbseee]

soft launch.

in which, mick is soft launching you.

mich schumacher x reader.

fc: sophia birlem.

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mickschumacher: holiday season 🏝🗺

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fan1: wait a damn minute…

fan2: WHO IS THAT

fan3: with all due respect you look delicious but WHO is that lovely lady?

fan4: the pic is so cute omg

fan5: whoever that is i hope she’s good to him

fan6: NOT MY HUSBAND

fan7: mick soft launching?

fan8: the rings 🫠

fan9: who is that slut next to mick?

fan10: new wag alert

fan11: those comments are not it, he’s a grown ass man let him be

fan12: i bet he’s going to ditch her after summer ends lmao

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mickschumacher just posted a story!

y/n just posted a story!

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y/n: say hi to mickey <3

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fan1: YOURE SO BEAUTIFUL OMG

fan2: mick is one lucky mf

fan3: they’re going to break up in a month mark my words

fan4: i’m literally heartbroken rn

fan5: my new parents

fan6: girlie run they’re coming for you

francisca.cgomes: cuties

liked by y/n.

fan7: they compliment each other so well tho

mickschumacher: hi pretty lady

liked by y/n.

fan8: mick i hope you can fight bc your girlfriend is GORG

fan9: the pictures are so cute omg

fan10: the mick girlies already crying in the comments

fan11: he hid her so well wdym he had a whole gf this entire time?

fan12: i’m so happy for him qjjabakzlzm

fan13: thanks for your service y/n, we now have tons of pictures of bf material mick

y/n: 🫡

fan14: the BIG ASS hickey in the first picture wtf

fan15: ew you can tell she’s classless

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y/n: my camera roll is full of cats we met on the street and mickey

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carmenmundt: ♥️

fan1: their vibe is so chill, they really match each other

fan2: i’m a lil sad that mick is dating someone but she seems nice

estebanocon: i see two owls in that pic

fan3: nooooo they’re so cute

fan4: she’s getting so much hate on twitter but she’s just minding her business??

fan5: WHORE

fan6: don’t worry guys she won’t last till the end of the season 🤭

fan7: the obsession y’all have with random men who don’t even know y’all exist is insane

fan8: so CUTE

fan9: i bet mick paid for everything lmao

mickschumacher: she actually paid the whole trip, i’m just her sugar baby

fan10: JAKQOSPSPPSPSOS BRO

fan11: and that’s how you clap back at haters, guys

fan12: if only others drivers were defending their gfs like mick is defending y/n

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y/n: ‘cars outside’ is out :)

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fan1: not it being a love song for mick :(

fan2: WHY am i crying hysterically about two adults being in love

fan3: "oh darling, all of the city lights, never shine as bright as your eyes." GOD

mickschumacher: why did i do to deserve you?

fan4: they’re so in love it’s almost disgusting

fan5: esteban will have to third wheel now lmao

estebanocon: i’ve been third wheeling for a year now

fan6: A YEAR???

fan7: THEY’VE BEEN TOGETHER FOR A YEAR??

fan8: a year like 365 days? damn schumacher

fan9: nah but hiding a whole gf for a year when you have crazy groupies up your ass every single day is insane

fan10: the cutest couple if you ask me

fan11: i just fell to my knees

fan12: WHEN IS IT MY TURN GODDAMNIT

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[osachiyo]

°˖✧✿✧˖°SO HOT!°˖✧✿✧˖°

VARIOUS GENSHIN MEN X FEM!READER

➳INCLUDING! kaeya, diluc, childe, zhongli

➳CONTENT WARNINGS! grown ass men going feral over sudresses, spanking, breeding, outdoor sex, choking, impact play, nipple play, cunnilingus, fellatio, only a liiiiitle bit of assplay etc

➳SUMMARY! you wear a sundress and your man just cannot keep it in his pants

MINORS DNI OR YOU'LL BE BURNT TO A CRISP !!(like signora)

Kaeya Alberich

It was a scorching summer day in Mondstadt, meaning the absolute perfect day for you to wear that skimpy see-through sundress you had bought a while back! You bought it last summer but alas, had no chance to wear it. So you decided to wear it this year. Nothing could go wrong right? You knew your boyfriend, Kaeya, would adore it.

..Right?

Your back was arched like a cat against the wall of the cathedral as Kaeya went down on you. His left hand pinning you against the wall as his right hand lifted your leg over his shoulder. You could feel him mouthing your soaked cunt. He fucking loved your taste. You could feel his tongue flicking over your clit in fast circles as he moaned into your pussy, the vibrations of his voice making you lean your head back with your eyes squeezed shut. Your hand found it's way over to his dark blue locks, clutching it for dear life as he groaned and shoved his face impossibly further into your dripping pussy. He flattened his tongue and ran it over your slit multiple times before spreading apart your labia with his thumbs. He spit directly on your twitching hole before slurping it all up and shoving his tongue inside. This was so embarrassing. So fucking sinful but you couldn't get enough of it.

Atleast you were right about one thing, Kaeya definitely adored the sundress on you.

Diluc Ragnvindr

You had begged Diluc to rate some of your outfits while you showcased them to him. He, of course, was a little reluctant of course but agreed nonetheless. He just couldn't help but give in to your demands. You both were currently in your shared room, giving him a tiny fashion show with all of your adorable outfits. He rated almost everything ten out of ten because come on, you look gorgeous in everything. You changed into your little sundress that you had bought and it was a little more revealing than you thought it'd be but that's alright. A little skin never hurt nobody, right?

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Diluc slammed into you repeatedly, making a mess on the carpet beneath you. You were currently bent over the bed as your husband pounded into your tight, gooey hole. He already came two times inside of you but alas, he still craved for more. Seems like seeing you in that sundress switched something in him. His fingers rubbed tight and fast circles on your clit, coaxing you into your 3rd orgasm. Or was it your 4th? You honestly couldn't remember. Diluc groaned as he saw a creamy white ring around his cock every time he pulled out, just to shove it back in.

If you had known Diluc would react like that to the sundress, you would've worn it a long time ago.

Childe

You and your boyfriend, Childe, were on a cute little picnic-date today. You packed some sandwiches and other stuff as well. You also did some light makeup and wore a cute sundress too! You were really really happy to finally spend some time with your amazing boyfriend. Yes, he was the best boyfriend you could ask for but he was quite busy due to his fatui duties. So you really looked forward today. But upon arriving at the picnic spot, you realized your boyfriend wasn't too interested into eating the sandwiches, rather much more looking forward to ravishing you.

"F-fuck, Ajax! What if someone catches us?!" You complained, looking behind your shoulder at your boyfriend, who had you bent over a tree while he kneeled behind you, too focused on your ass to care about whatever you're yapping about. He caressed the back of your thigh, laughing, "They'd be real fuckin' lucky, baby. Now spread those legs a bit more, yeah?" You grumbled angrily but complied nonetheless, spreading your legs more. He flips your skirt up as he felt his mouth water upon seeing the damp spot on your lacy panties. He curled his finger around the waistband pulled it back, before letting it snap against your waist, making you jolt at the slight pain. He suddenly buried his face between your legs, his nose bumping against your ass. Ajax pushed your panties to the side before licking a long stripe from your clit to your twitching hole, making you shiver in pleasure. He smirked then landed a harsh slap against your right asscheek, making you cry out curses at him. He only laughed in response as he landed another slap on your other cheek. He spread your cheeks apart and blew on your twitching hole. You whispered in anticipation. He then plunged his tongue into your hole, while gripping your ass. You moaned in appreciation as you gripped the tree harder. Ajax slurped at your pussy like he had been deprived of water for days. Then suddenly, you felt his finger prodding at your other hole before slipping right in, making you arch your back and push yourself more into his face.

God he loved eating you out from the back.

Zhongli

It was the hottest day you've encountered in Liyue so far. What better time than now to wear the skimpiest fucking dress you owned? Luckily, your husband, Zhongli, wasn't quite affected by it. He still couldn't keep his eyes off of your pretty tits, though. But he was a level-headed man with self control. But then you just had to eat some darn ice cream. It was on a stick, as well. Then you just fucking had to accidentally spill it all over your tits, the creamy, milky white substance sticking to your little dress and coating your beautiful tits. You should've known better, really.

You gargled around Zhongli's fat cock down your throat while he gripped your hair tightly in his still-gloved hand. The ice cream was still on your tits, all dried and sticky on your soft skin. You were getting his cream on them next though, worry not. Your eyes rolled back as he tried to push himself even deeper in your already stuffed throat, his own head tipping back when you whined around his girth. "Just a little longer, little one," he'd grunt, while thrusting up wildly into your mouth.

Level headed man with self control your ass.

©sachiyoh— do not copy, plagiarize and repost my works to any platform, reblogs are very appreciated♡

[kdyism]

dressed cute today, looked hot today and relearnt my hate for men today

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#387

“Hey Michael, do we really need to go through all this? You know why you are here, right?… Yeah you are here to be an intern, but did your dad tell you what you would be doing?… Jesus! He didn’t! Well shit! I’m just going to be blunt; there’s no reason to be coy here….

“Do you recognize me?… We met a few years ago at the company Fourth of July picnic. Yeah, I’m the Chief Security Officer of the company your dad works for. When your dad was in my office, going over this very last-minute two-week business trip to Vegas, he was saying that he was worried about you being alone for all that time. I reminded him that you are of age and should be responsible to be alone. He started going on and on that he was worried about you getting in with the wrong crowd. I laughed and said you spend most of your afternoons in the back theater of Ruby’s bookstore taking dick after dick and that the wrong crowd would be all the tradies who work the docks.

“Ha ha. If your dad didn’t know you were a sperm burper, he does now. The panicked look on your face says that you didn’t tell him. Oh well not my problem. He didn’t seem too phased by it though.

“A bit later we were talking about the expansion of our sites in Amsterdam and Munich. He started dropping hints that he wanted a promotion. I started to laugh. I told him that the Executive team, especially the CEO, Bryce Mullins, doesn’t think he’s upper management material. Your dad asked what he could do to change Bryce’s mind. I told him point blank, ‘Offer Bryce your son to fuck.’

“Oh yeah, we were talking about you. I bet he didn’t tell you all that when he said you that you could get an internship with us, now did he?… I didn’t think so. Yeah, if your dad allowed the CEO of the company to breed your cute little ass, he might just get that promotion and raise.

“And it’s not just Bryce, but me too…. What? You think I would conduct an interview for a legitimate intern at my private residence wearing a pair of swimming trunks?… Seriously, you would think that? Bryce and I go back decades to when we were both in the Corps. We would pick up a faggot like you just off base and take him to our motel room and fuck that cunt good. After the Corps, we met Ben Tutwiler who shares our affinity of using and abusing boys like you. The three of us formed this company. He’s the Chief Operating Officer, and he’s going to fuck you this week as well. Although, it will probably just a few times. He’s grown closer to his own faggot.

“Yeah, our company is founded by three fag fuckers. About five or six years ago we brought on our fourth fag fucking executive, our Chief Financial Officer Gary Roberts. Now you probably don’t realize this, but he’s already fucked you a few times. He’s a frequent patron of the same Ruby’s bookstore as you. How do you think we first heard about you being a cum dump whore? In case you were wondering, he’s the one who holds you head firmly in place while he instructs the men to back their asses onto your tongue.

“…Oh that got a smile out of you. You know who he is, hunh? Good. The four of us have specific tastes in our faggots. And each one of us will… interview you.

“We start now. Get naked faggot.

“…You can instantly follow orders. That’s good. Should you get hired as our intern, you won’t be wearing much around here. Come to think about it, you won’t have many possessions.

“Hell, like any other intern you work for free. Don’t worry, we’ll pay off your debts, which isn’t much.

“Nice body. You shaved? That’s a bonus. You will be kept hairless; Bryce will insist on it. Nice ass. Bend over and show me your cunt. Goddamned! You’re wearing a plug? I love it. Shit it out….

“Oh wait a moment, you’re loaded up! When was the last time you got fucked?… Lunchtime? At Ruby’s? How many loads are in you now? You don’t know!

“HA! I fucking love it. You come to what you think is a legitimate job interview, with your cunt loaded and plugged up. That’s fucking great. Take it out but clamp down. I want those loads to ferment in you a little longer…. Good. Good. That’s an interesting plug. It’s very stumpy. Perfect size for it to go in your mouth. You do realize that anything that comes out of your cunt should be cleaned off in your mouth? No, don’t lick it, just hold it in place.

“Follow me. Here let me give you something to look at, my ass. I may be fifty-nine, but my ass is still beefy like a 30-year-old who works out three hours a day. I don’t see you, but I know you are thinking about eating it. Don’t worry, like Gary, I love getting tongue fucked. You will be licking my shithole several times a day along with every other sweaty part of my body.

“OK. This pool house will be where you are going to be for the next couple weeks. I purchased this estate because of it. I put a lot of money into this space so that the four of us have a place to go to use faggots however and whenever we want. Mostly it will be you. Sometimes on game day, Ben will bring his boy over and both of you will serve and service us. It usually ends with a fuck fest of four on two.

“The two bedrooms are converted into a play space and a gym. You’ll sleep in the walk-in closet on a cot. The closet also doubles as a sling room when needed.

“Don’t be intimidated by all the sex furniture we have in here. Most of the time it goes unused, except for parties. The fuck bench is probably what you will spend most of your time on. Gary will definitely have you under the rimseat here or there’s another one in the bathroom. Ben will have you on the St. Andrew’s cross. That cupboard over there is nothing but various ropes, chains, leather restraints, plastic ties, rubber, and so on. If there’s a way to tie you up, Ben has it here.

“Speaking of which, here help me put these wrist and ankle cuffs on. You’ll have these on the entire time. It’ll make securing you into different positions easier. Ben likes to see them on the faggots we have here. He has had them on his boy for as long as they have been together. Here, let me put the padlocks on; we will be the ones to control when they come off…. Good. You’ll get to try them out on the St. Andrew’s cross over there.

“On your knees and lean forward. While Ben will like tie you down, Bryce likes to control you. This collar symbolizes that. When a faggot cunt is collared, it knows that it is not in charge, that it is owned, and that it is merely an object for real men to use. And that click of the lock now cements everything.

“I can see you are excited about this. Your pecker is leaking. You know what? So is mine. Look at it. I want you to beat off. This will be the first and last time you are cumming while here. So make it good. A pecker cage will be going on after you shoot.

“Then I’m gonna use your cum as my lube. Get your knees spread wide. Fuck this is beautiful. I have a faggot to play with for the next few weeks, maybe longer. Three of my best buds will share in your holes. You really have me leaking back here. I’m enjoying the view of your ass and back, thinking how good my arm would look going up your cunt.

“But I need to do this first. Hold your head still. This is a strap that will hold that plug in your mouth.

“Damn! That arm is going a mile a minute. Somehow let me know when you are close to cumming. I want to know the exact moment.

“Just think about your time here. You will be serving four men pretty much non-stop. Other men will be brought by. We may work you at the same time, but more often than not it’s done one-on-one.

“I want to fuck that cunt of yours, but I want your load first. So hurry the fuck up. My cock is ready to explode.

“From you grunts, you about to cum?… Good. Remember to collect it in your hand. I want you to cum on the count of five. One… Two… Three… Get ready. Four… And FIVE! Shoot!

“…Ha Ha Ha! You weren’t expecting that ball kick from behind, were ya? You faggots never do. Did you get any cum in your hand?… No? That sucks for you.

“What’s wrong? Your neck? Ohhhh. I forgot to mention. That collar is wired up. We can deliver painful shocks to you at any time. In case you were wondering, the shock was probably delivered by Bryce who is also in Vegas. This place is wired up with over one hundred cameras with microphones. Like any one of us, he has the ability of watching and probably was. I’m surprised he hasn’t said anything; the speaker system can broadcast orders to you, from anywhere in the world, and from any one of us.

“Roll over on your stomach and get your ass up in the air. I don’t give a shit that you are in pain from my ball kick and a shock from your collar. I want your cunt. You know what? I need a spreader bar first…. This one will do.

“I have nearly forty years in security and surveillance. There are sensors all over my property. You are to stay here or the pool area unless I give you permission. The collar will not allow you to go any further than this building, the pool, and the sauna hut. Oh, and that collar is waterproof. When I need you up in the main building, I’ll have the sensors turned off for that area.

“Monitoring faggots is so easy these days. I have been surveilling you for the past couple of months. Oh yeah, I know everywhere you went since Gary first connected with a bookstore cum dump whore, one that just happened to be the son of one of our employees. I ran a full background on you. I was able to hack into your phone, and I observed. I know the older men you try to connect with on Grindr and Scruff. I see the porn you watch. And you watch a lot of daddy porn, cruising porn, gang bang porn, ass eating porn, and so on.

“I know where you go. You hit the bookstore at lunchtime on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. On Fridays you stay back there to hit the after-work crowd. On Mondays and Wednesdays, on your way back from your community college, you hit the rest area.

“During this time, I did an extensive background check on your dad just as I did on you. Your dad has some issues with workplace security that are being addressed today by Bryce in Vegas. Trust me, your dad will not interfere in your internship. This was all planned, faggot. Every moment you thought you had a choice, we chose it for you.

“Now the spreader bar is in place set to painfully wide. Since you didn’t catch your load, I’m going in dry.

“With your wrists clipped behind your back, you aren’t going anywhere.

“Are you crying? You are. And you look panicked! Feel like you have no control over anything? Good!

“Fuck it’s not going to take me long to cum. I’m ready to burst.

“Jesus! You are loose! And sloppy! The cum stew feels good. Oh man.

“Not going to take long at all…. Oh faggot, you are made to be a cum dump faggot whore. This cunt belongs to me.

“Get ready. Get ready. Here I cum. Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuccccckkkkk!

“Shit! That was good. You got my load added to the cum stew you’re brewing.

“Your gaping hole could be tightened up. Clamp down on me…. That’s it? We’ll need to start cunt training on you. Get those pussy muscles back to providing pleasure.

“Hold still. I got to piss…. Oh man. Does this feel good. It feels right. You are a natural toilet. Gary said he pissed down your throat a few times. Toilet service will be expected of you. Mostly Gary and I are into it, but Bryce and Ben will use your mouth on game day.

“I’m gonna pull out. You need to keep this slop in you. Clamp down. It’s going to be tough, but do not spill one single drop. You do, you will regret disobeying me.

“You are a sight. I’m gonna lift up the spreader bar to the motorized pulley. Suspended upside down should keep that sludge in. The butt plug gag needs to come out. My cock needs to be cleaned off, and your mouth is at the right height.

“That’s it. Swirl your tongue around. Just like that. Faggot, you’re going to do fine here.

“Ok. I got to do some paperwork in the main house. I’ll be back in a while. If you need to be let down, respectfully call out. If one of us is watching you, we can let you down remotely.”

This story continues in Story #389, Story #394, and Story #400

[frogchiro]

So uh hellooo hii (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) I saw your Pervy!141 posts and immediately loved how you wrote it (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) (gave me happy tingles tbh) and like any thoughts about Pervy!Keegan or Krueger? ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙

Hiii!! Sorry for the late reply since there were some technicall difficulties but now we're more or less on track again 😭 i hope you'll still like this darling!!

Pervy!Keegan tries to play it cool, like he's better than others. He sees how the other guys basically prey on you, stealing your clothes, cornering you, bullying you into submission, sparring with you just to be able to grind on you and hump you as you fluster and ask them to please contain themselves in public. But he's different! Sure he thinks you're pretty and all, a cute girl and a sight for sore eyes after only seeing dirty grown men-soldiers all the time but he's not like that, he's different, respectful and even slightly cold.

....Well that didn't last too long. Keegan is cursing under his breath, almost growling as his bright blue eyes narrow while looking at the delicate pink material of your oanties tightly clutched in his big rough hand and the other is shoved down his boxers as he jerks off furiously. But it's your fault! You shouldn't have showered in the one small shower of the old safehouse where the rest of the team showered too. So what if you were standing behind some old, dirty curtain? Everyone could still see you (or at least imagine) and Keegan could swear that he heard Soap growl and snap his teeth when he caught your delicious scent like some bloodhound. So now he's stuck jerking off like some fucking teenager with the panties he skillfully snatched from your bag and stuffs them into his mouth so he won't be caught or else he'd be dead meat.

Pervy!Krueger tho? Totall opposite. He's shameless, dirty and has no rules. He's a menace to society. Actually one of the men who bullies you with his bulky body into corners, teases you mercilessly, makes you kiss his scruffy cheek and the corner of his mouth. Will shamelessly take your panties or shirts and jerk off into them, his cum staining them but it makes it all so much better since for him it's a sign of his claim over you.

Ghost, Price, Gaz and so one can growl at him and curse him out all they want, he will smirk at them and flip them off as he has one arm thrown over your shoulders and goes right back to tell you stories of his missions with Chimera while having you in his lap, refusing for you to leave and bringing you even closer by pushing your ass over his twitching cock♡

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Stripped

punk!steve x rockstar!eddie x stripper fem!reader

summary: the two men you crushed on in high school, find their way into your club. They’re shocked to see the pastors daughter, the cute shy little church mouse is now stripping, but that’s not who you are anymore. Both men who also crushed on you in high school are eager to see, just how much you’ve changed.

⚠️warning: SMUT 18+MDNI, in this au steve was also apart of the freaks of hawkins high, sorry no king steve here, mmf threesome, fingering (f receiving), p in v sex, p in a sex (female receiving), oral (m and f receiving), spit roast, double penetration, dirty talk, hair pulling, spanking, use of sir and master, Eddie and Steve kiss, squirting, cream pies.

A/N: god, this au really has me hot and bothered! (Please remember to tip your writers with a comment and reblog)

photo edits of Steve and Eddie: @eddiemunsons-missingnipple

It’s the busiest night of the week at foxy’s cabaret. The clubs pink and red lights accentuated your two piece red faux leather bikini, the bottoms were extra cheeky which only meant one thing; it was gonna be a good money night.

You didn’t go on for another hour, so you made your rounds scoping out possible customers that would like a private dance, you had already done three, all 60 minutes each. So you were ready to go on stage, make your money and go home.

These nights were mostly accompanied by older married men, looking to blow off steam from their wives. Most of them used you as a marriage counselor, spouting off terrible things about their spouses. It made you feel gross to have to listen to grown men, whine about how their wives are “always bitching” because they want their husbands to be home more, while they’re here getting a lap dance by you. But it was all part of the job and you’ve long learned how to de-compartmentalize it all. This was about money and nothing else.

Finally you’re called out on stage, you saunter on in your red pleasers that matched your two piece perfectly. You felt so hot tonight, and all eyes were on you, as you swung your hair and shook your ass on the pole.

Eddie had just gotten home from a big U.S. tour with corroded coffin. Him and his best friend Steve hadn’t seen each other in a year, so what better way for two friends to catch up then with some beers, hot chicks and tits. That being the exact thing Steve said to convince him to come out tonight. Eddie was kind of over the “hot chicks and tits” having seen too many to count at his shows and on the tour bus. That being said, he couldn’t turn down the chance to hang out and drink some beers with his best friend.

Eddie and Steve instantly felt out of place among all the older, rich, suit and tie assholes. They both wore band tees and vests, that show cased patches of their favorite bands. Not to mention the numerous amounts of tattoos they had; both had sleeves on each arm along with neck and face tattoos. They were definitely being thrown dirty looks by the older men, while the strippers were giving them both “fuck me eyes”. They were stopped by a few girls, to ask if they wanted private dances as they fan girled over Eddie Munson being in their club. The boys declined and Eddie kept the small talk to a minimum.

As they moved closer to the stage, your red bikini and shiny hair caught their attention. They both grabbed seats in the front row, eyes glued on your body. Steve couldn’t place it, but he had seen you somewhere. Eddie couldn’t even think as his eyes took in the sight of you, now with your legs wide open as your thighs shook and your pussy lips almost spilled out of the tiny g string.

Once you began crawling to the front of the stage, swinging you hair away from your face, Steve took you in, not your body, you. His eyes widened at the realization.

“Holy shit, dude,” he says, as he nudges Eddie’s arm with his elbow.

It took a second for the trance Eddie was under, while watching you to break.

“What, man?” Eddie says, eyes not leaving you as he leans in closer to Steve.

“That’s y/n, you remember y/n? From high school?” He says in disbelief

“No fucking way!” Eddie almost shouts

That catches your attention, you look over at them. Your eyes scanning over their tattoos, clothes and then finally taking in their faces. Your heart rate began to pick up.

Holy shit, that’s Eddie and Steve.

You hadn’t seen them since high school, you had been enamored with both of them. They were considered freaks for the way they dressed and their music taste but you didn’t give a shit. They were always nice to you and um, hello? They were hot as hell.

You bought weed from Eddie once when you were feeling particularly rebellious, you ended up smoking it in the back of his van with them, they were really sweet, and maybe a little flirty, but at that time you were so shy, you had absolutely no confidence to even bring yourself to flirt back. You were not the person you are now, that’s for sure.

Once your set is over, you walk off stage and decide “fuck it, you’re not that little shy church mouse you use to be in high school.” Yes, your father was a pastor, which made what you do for work all the more shocking.

“Eddie? Steve?” You say as you walk up behind them. They’re deep in conversation, leaning in to each other while they whisper, back and forth.

They immediately turn towards you, their cheeks look flushed and they almost look nervous.

“Y/n? Wow, how’ve you been?” Steve breaks the ice first. They stand up and each lean in for an awkward hug, almost like they didn’t want to accidentally touch your exposed skin.

“I’ve been good, how’ve you guys been?” You take in their faces better, now that they’re up close. You haven’t kept up with Eddie and his band much, mostly since you’re always busy working, but your club will occasionally play “Indiana’s very own corroded coffin” as your boss likes to calls them. The last time you officially seen them was at Charlottes grad party, and that was years ago. They’ve gotten even hotter since high school with all those tattoos, piercings and the facial hair. your eyes were shamelessly roaming their bodies.

“Actually would you guys like a private show? It would give us a chance to catch up?” You look from Eddie to Steve, silently hoping they’d take you up on the offer.

“Yeah, yes. Let’s do it.” Steve says

Eddie’s mouth still hangs open, he’s clearly in shock. You figure it’s because of your prude, church girl image you had in high school, being such a big jump from the girl now standing in front of him.

“Cool, follow me.” You lead them to the private rooms, that sit behind heavy red velvet curtains. Their eyes are glued to your ass in that little g string, they’re being hypnotized by the way it jiggles every time you take a step.

“Here we are.” You open the curtain and motion them inside.

The room is small, a black leather couch sits in the middle, along with a couple chairs, underneath lays a shag rug, while just above the couch holds a red neon sign that reads: “girls, girls, girls”

“You guys can take a seat, do you want anything? Bottled water or another beer?” You ask with a polite smile.

Both boys shake their heads no, but thank you for the offer. You decide to take up the seat in between them, it wasn’t very much space, leaving their legs to rub up against yours, but you had no complaints. Their rough jeans against your soft skin, shot a thrilling tingle straight to your core.

“So?” Eddie finally speaks, “how long have you been doing this?” His eyes begin to scan your face, admiring your soft, delicate features. Features he use to spend hours day dreaming, about. His eyes began to move down to your tits, he wanted to be a gentleman, but he didn’t exactly come here for that. So he decided to indulge.

“Oh, um. It’ll be a year next week, actually.”

They both nod their head, taking in your answer. It feels a little awkward, like theirs something they want to say or maybe ask, but then Eddie begins, again—

“Your dad still the pastor?” you could tell he wasn’t trying to make fun, just a curious question. One you get a lot, but more so in a mocking tone.

“Uh, yeah yeah, he is. But we don’t talk, for obvious reasons,” you say as you gesture to the room around you.

“Yeah, I could imagine. So, how does a good girl like you get mixed in with this?” Steve asks, partaking in the curiosity.

“Well, I had to get out of my parents house, ya know? I wanted to live my own life, so I ended up moving in with my roommate brandy, she had been doing this since she was eighteen, she offered to help me get the job. It’s fun, brought me out of my shell a lot, I’m not that little shy girl you remember.” You didn’t mean for the last line to come out so suggestive, but both Eddie and Steve’s eyebrows shot up, in intrigue.

Making Eddie lean into your ear and whisper, “put on a show for us then, baby.” The tone made you shiver with equal amounts, nervousness and excitement. You’ve grown accustomed to your job, rarely ever feeling nervous before a dance, but right now in this moment in front of Eddie and Steve, you felt that timid girl you once knew creep back into your consciousness.

You stand up, doing your best to push it all down. Slowly swaying your hips as gimme all your lovin’ by ZZ Top, plays in the background. You keep eye contact with each of the boys as you do your little routine. Their eyes roaming the expanse of your body, as they begin shifting in their seats, something most customers do when you know you’re doing a good job. The thought of making their cocks hard underneath their pants, gave you the burst of confidence you needed.

You straddle Eddie’s hips first, leaving him to tense in surprise, so you grab his hands that are folded across his chest and place them on your hips, bringing your glossy lips up to his ear, “you can touch me.” You whisper.

As soon as his hands find your skin, he begins rubbing over your hips and thighs, slowly moving down to your ass, taking two handfuls and squeezing before they’re moving back up to your hips. You look over at Steve who’s intently staring at you both, so you take it upon yourself to bring him closer. “Cmon, you can touch me too.” You say with a doe eyed smile. You grab his hand and place it just under Eddie’s.

“Oh yeah? You want both of us to touch you, princess?” Eddie continues to whisper to you. Smug smirk adorning his face as he looks over at his best friend, you couldn’t make out what they were trying to silently tell each other, but it made your stomach flutter. You were excited for this to go where it seemed to be going.

Steve swiftly lifts you by both thighs, placing you on his lap with ease. His hands roaming your body, as he leans in to whisper to you—

“Please tell us, you want this as bad as we do, baby?” Fuck, their voices alone were making you soak through your little panties.

“I-I do, I want you both. I have since that time I smoked weed with you and Eddie in the back of his van.” You giggle, making your hips jerk over Steve’s hard on. The friction made a whine slip out of your mouth.

The boys laughed at the memory, until they heard you, the whine caught their attention. Steve’s face switches to something more cocky

“Mmm, did that feel good, sweet girl?” He grabs your ass and rubs your core over his cock again, this time making you both moan out in tandem.

You bite your lip as you nod, while eddie scoots in closer to you both, he begins playing with your bikini. His calloused fingers rubbing over the swells of your breasts, hardening your nipples that lie under the red fabric. His fingers find the strings in the back, that are holding the bikini together.

“Can I take this off?” He asks softly

“Yes, please.” desperation has now taken over your voice

“Mm, and she still has her manners. Such a good girl.” The praise doing nothing to help the wetness pooling between your thighs.

Once he gets all the strings untied, he slowly lets it fall onto Steve’s lap. Your tits now on full display for them.

“Holy shit.” They say in unison. Eddie’s jaw clenches, while Steve groans. They each take one of your tits in their hand, squeezing and pinching at your nipples. Every little touch shooting straight to your core.

You’ve never done this before, you knew a lot of your co workers would give blow jobs or have quickie’s with their customer for extra cash, but that was never something you were comfortable with doing.

Yet, here you are, engaging in a threesome with two men you were obsessed with in high school, one who is now a big rockstar. The thought makes your head spin.

Steve grabs you by the back of your hair, pulling you out of your thoughts, as he interlocks his lips with yours, you allow his tongue entry while Eddie is moving his neck kisses down to your chest. He takes your nipple into his mouth and lightly sucks, gently teasing you. You whine into Steve’s mouth, breaking the kiss to look down at Eddie, his big brown eyes already looking up at you through his thick lashes. Your furrowed brows and pouty lips were almost enough to do him in, right then and there.

“So eager and impatient.” He growls as he slaps your ass, hard.

It makes you jerk in Steve’s lap, simultaneously moaning at the friction.

“Naughty girl, likes being spanked.” Steve says as he looks to Eddie, mischievous smirks taking over their once flushed faces.

“Now who would’ve guessed that?” Eddie says, making them both laugh. You feel like they’re laughing at you, but you’re too far gone to care.

Steve grabs your chin, turning your head back towards his and Eddie’s, smiles no longer on display, the air became thicker as you swallowed down the excessive saliva now coating your tongue. “You think you can take both of us at the same time, princess?” Your eyes widen at the thought of both of their cocks inside of you, it makes your stomach flip and you eagerly nod as if you’re a child being asked if you’d like some candy.

You’re by no means a virgin, you’ve had your share of one night stands and an occasional boyfriend here and there, but anal is still uncharted territory for you. You can’t lie that the prospect does excite you though, you would do just about anything they asked of you right now.

“Words, sweet girl. You need to use your words with sir and master.” Fuck

“Yes sir, yes master.” You said wantonly

“Good girl.” Eddie now had his hand wrapped around your neck, lightly squeezing

“This is what’s gonna happen.” Eddie starts “you’re going to lay down on this couch, while me and Steve get you ready for our cocks, how’s that sound, pretty baby?” His words are filthy, but his tone and smile are so soft, you could swear you were transported back to high school, they were making you fall in love all over again.

Love? No, no way. Don’t be crazy

“Yes, sir.” You nod, getting up from Steve’s lap

“Fuck, she’s so obedient.” Steve says to Eddie, like he’s enamored by you. Can’t believe you’re real.

They stand up, allowing you to lie down on the squeaky, old, black leather couch. As you lay, body flush against the cushions, you open your legs wide for the boys as they take in every curve, burning it into memory. Steve starts by taking off your stilettos, placing gentle kisses at the top of your foot, moving up to your calf and over your knee, stopping in the middle of your thigh, while Eddie palms himself through his jeans, admiring the scene in front of him.

Surprisingly, this is something Steve and Eddie talked about quit a few times in high school, they both wanted you. The time they smoked with you in the van, they were going to make a move but decided they didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, you were so shy and timid but Eddie couldn’t deny that little shy demeanor you had really got him going. They both thought you were beautiful, sweet and cute as fucking button.

They were disappointed after you all graduated and they still didn’t make their move, even at Charlottes grad party, but you had been on the arm of Chip Reynolds. Coincidentally, you also lost your virginity to him that night, after one too many shots.

“Can I take these off, baby?” Steve hooks his index fingers inside the red material of your g string, but looks up for your answer before he proceeds. You nod your head, while you bite down on your lip, granting him access by lifting your hips. The room around you feels hot, as you hear; looks that kill by Motley Crue booming through the club speakers.

Before Steve widens your legs, Eddie walks around you and Steve and takes a seat on the couch, by your feet. Not wanting to miss the view, they’ve been dreaming about for years.

“Open those pretty legs for us, baby.” Eddie says as his fingers walk up your leg, you gasp when you feel the spine tingling sensation shoot through you. You want to squeeze your legs together for some kind of relief of friction, but you know better. So instead you hike your legs up, like you’ve done so many nights before, for men who don’t truly see you, you’re a sex worker to them, someone there to appease their needs. You begin to wonder if that’s how Eddie and Steve see you now, but you can’t dwell on that thought.

You’re now bare and on full display for them, your juices creating a glistening coat on the outside of your well trimmed pussy. Steve and Eddie audibly groan at the sight, insecurity began creeping up as they gawked, but you didn’t know they were equally losing their restraint.

Steve’s the first to trail his hands towards your sex, slow and agonizing. The tips of his fingers barely grazing your skin, just enough to leave goosebumps in their wake. When he finally gets to where you’re dying to be touched, he starts by rubbing the tips of his fingers up and down your slit, he finds your clit and begins slowly drawing small circles. They take in every expression and whine you give them, eating it up like the only sustenance left on earth.

“That feels so good, Steve.” Your mouth falls open as the pressure of his fingers on your clit, pick up. Finally giving you the right amount of friction you’ve been begging for.

Eddie starts taking his cock out of the confines of his black jeans, the tightness being too much for him to handle. As you hear the zipper you lift your head up, not wanting to miss anything. Once you’re met with Eddie’s cock, your eyes widen and your jaw drops, it’s fucking beautiful —

“Well thank you, pretty girl.” Eddie snorts

Fuck, you’re so far gone, you thought you said that to yourself.

But it is, so beautiful. About seven and a half inches, thick and veiny, the spongy heads an angry throbbing red, precum beading at the tip.

“See, told you, you had a nice cock, Munson.” Steve says, before sending you a wink. That mischievous smile making its comeback. The insinuation making your pussy pulse, as more wetness continues to glaze your outer lips.

Eddies cheeks, blooming a pretty rosy pink at Steve’s words. You could tell he was uncomfortable diving in deeper to the depths of what was said, and you didn’t want to push it, no matter how curious they left you.

“Can I taste your pussy, baby?” Eddie now asks, leaning in closer to your thighs, while he continues stroking his heavy cock.

“Yes, master.” You say, trying not to sound as eager as you felt.

Steve stands up and begins fiddling with the button of his red and black plaid pants, riddled with different patches, some you’re able to make out: circle jerks, misfits, buzzcocks and minor threat to name a few. They look interesting, maybe you’ll remember to check their tapes out whenever you go to your local record store.

Your thoughts quickly being broken by Eddie’s tongue swiping over your clit, making you moan out a “oh my god!” In surprise

Steve’s cock springs out, and bobs in the air. A little bigger than Eddie’s but not by much, the tip matching his best friends; angry and red. They’re both fucking beautiful, and you want them inside you so bad.

Steve starts fisting his cock as he walks up towards your face, “Aw, no complement for my cock, baby?” Steve mockingly coos

“You’re both beautiful, you and your cocks. Want them so bad.” You moan, as your hips buck up towards Eddie’s tongue, which is now fucking your hole, before moving back up to circle your clit.

“Mmm, that’s better, sweet girl. Now open wide for me, kay?” Steve says as he begins tapping his cock against your lips. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, Steve audibly growls at your obedience before he’s plunging it into your mouth, he grabs a fistful if your hair working you up and down on him, just the way he likes it. Meanwhile Eddie, takes it upon himself to insert two fingers into your wet weeping hole, making you moan around Steve, the vibrations making his cock twitch, deep in your throat.

Eddie’s tongue continues lapping up your juices as Steve is fucking your throat, the whole scene making euphoria pass over you, as if you were high off the best drug. Their cocks were your drug, and they were giving you the perfect high. Eddie’s fingers hit that spot inside of you, that always has you gushing. You scream out, as he’s relentlessly hitting it. Both boys, slowly becoming more and more aggressive. But you did not mind, in the slightest.

Your muscles start tensing and your legs start shaking, as your pussy spasms around two of Eddie’s heavily ringed fingers.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing my fingers so tight baby, I can’t wait to fuck you. Mmm, Cum for us, pretty girl.”

Eddie’s ministrations speed up, making your toes curl.

You release Steve’s cock with a pop, as you begin moaning and screaming.

“I’m cu-cumming, fuck don’t stop, master please!” Eddie’s fingers speed up, as wet squelching fills the room. You cum with a splash of wetness to Eddie’s chin and neck, making him growl.

“Fuck, you’re a squirter? Goddammit, you’re fucking perfect.” He’s so ready to be inside you, that he’s willing to spill all his dirty secrets and the feelings he’s harbored for you throughout the years.

Steve is on the other side losing his shit over the way you’re sucking his dick and the fact that you just squirted all over his best friends face. They needed to fuck you, want was out the window.

Eddie gets up from his laying position between your thighs, he brings the back of his hand to wipe the juices that he wasn’t able to lick away, while Steve pulls you off of his cock and back up onto your feet.

Steve sits down on the couch first, before his fingers are pressing into your hips and he’s guiding you to straddle his naked lap, having completely removed his clothes before sitting down. Once fully seated he takes his cock in his hand giving it a few strokes before he looks at you with eyes that could make you puddle right there on the floor.

“You ready, sweet thing?” He asks while he beams up at you, awaiting your answer but also admiring your beauty while trying not to blow his load at the fact that the girl he spent so much time admiring from a far when he was a teenager, is now seated on his lap, naked.

“Yes, sir. I’m ready.” Your words coming out so sugary sweet, making his head drop to the back of the couch, as he does his best to pull it together. He’s never had this problem before, you were completely ruining him, making him feel ways he hasn’t for any other girl.

He lifts his head back up, looking you in the eyes as he takes your chin between his fingers, his other hand still stroking himself. “You’re such a good fucking girl, you know that?” He says with a smirk

Eddie’s off to the side, watching the whole display closely. “She is such a good girl? Isn’t she Harrington? I think it’s time we reward her with both of our cocks. How does that sound, princess?” You moan, while your hips grind down on to Steve’s precum coated cock.

“Yes, please. I need sir and masters cock inside me.” If anyone from your congregation could see you now, they’d think you’d been possessed by some sort of sex demon, the way you were moaning, groaning and writhing about on top of Steve’s lap, you even felt like it in that moment.

Steve finally breeches your soaked hole, making him shudder beneath you. As you begin sinking down on to his cock, inch by delicious inch, Eddie comes and sits on the back of the couch where Steve’s head is resting, he’s stroking himself with the most devious smirk, pupils blown black from lust. If you were being possessed it would be Eddie’s doing.

“Get me nice and wet, baby. Need to be able to slip into your asshole with ease, okay? The sloppier the better.” He winks, while you quickly obey. Opening your mouth and allowing yourself to sink down on Eddie and Steve, simultaneously.

Steve grabs the globes of your ass and starts his own pace while helping you bounce on his aching cock. You’re gagging on Eddie, tears rolling down your cheeks as spit falls from your mouth and down onto the leather of the couch cushions. Both boys eyes are rolling back into their heads, they’re in fucking heaven. In that moment they both have the same thought— they never want to let you go.

Eddie pulls you off as he wipes up the remaining spit hanging from your chin, bringing it down to stroke his already glistening cock, and rubbing the wetness over his balls before he’s behind you, opening up your ass cheeks and using his spit to rub his middle finger over your puckered hole. “I’m gonna put my fingers in first and loosen you up, a’right?” You look back at him, eyes all doe like, lips swollen and wet from his cock. Fuck, you were a captivating portrait of beauty, if he’s ever seen one.

“Yes, master. Please,” broke him out of his thoughts as he breeched your virgin hole with the tip of his finger, making you groan in pain and pleasure. Finally, his finger is fully seated in you to the second knuckle, while Steve begins rubbing your clit as he still fucks into you, “you’re doing so good pretty baby, so good for us.” Steve whispers into your ear, as Eddie’s finger starts moving faster in and out, you can’t contain the screams that are falling from your mouth. Steve continues— “I know baby, I know. It’s a little uncomfortable at first, but I promise you, it’ll start to feel so fucking good, okay? You’re gonna love it by the time he’s done.” His words making you bounce back on his cock and Eddie’s finger. “That’s it, princess. Fuck my finger.” Eddie growls.

“I’m gonna put a second one in, okay?” Eddie says as he slips the second one in with the first, this time it goes in smoother, sinking to his tattooed knuckles. “Oh, fuck-” Steve cuts of your moans by bringing his lips to yours for a sloppy kiss, of tongues and spit, moaning into each others mouths as you get both your holes filled.

Once Eddie thinks your ready, he gets up from his kneeling position, holding out his hand under your chin as he demands you to spit, then doing the same to Steve. He rubs the mixed spit glob onto his cock for extra lube, he doesn’t want this to hurt you, he wants to make it as pleasurable as possible. Once it’s to his liking he lines his red tip up with your pink throbbing hole, he pushes in and fuck, it’s an indescribable feeling, but it’s so good.

“Oh, fuuuck!” Eddie groans, pushing even deeper inside you. “You’re so tight baby, fuck I’m not gonna last long, I’m just letting you both know that now.” He chuckles making you and Steve laugh, too. “I’m so close, been edging myself this whole time.” Steve says

Finally, Eddie is bottomed out inside of you, grabbing your hips but not moving until you give him the okay. “Just let me know when you’re ready, sweet girl.” — “I’m ready, please eddie, I’m ready.” He grabs a handful of your hair and yanks it back until you’re looking at him upside down. “It’s master, remember? I’ll let that one slide since you have two cocks inside you and you’re too fucked dumb, to think. But, next time I will punish you, do you understand?” He says through gritted teeth.

“Yes, master. I’m sorry.” You want to cry, not for being reprimanded but from the sheer pleasure of it all. “That’s my good girl,” he says leaning down and pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead.

They both start pounding into you, it’s almost too much but you wouldn’t dare ask them to stop, not when the knot in your stomach is tightening and you can feel yourself reaching that ultimate high.

“Fuck, Steve I can feel your cock hitting mine.” Eddie growls, making Steve clench is jaw and throw his head back. “Mm, you like being able to feel my cock inside her, big boy?” Steve nods his head, while moaning out expletive after expletive.

Them talking dirty to each other while inside you, was about to throw you over the edge, along with their hands that wouldn’t stop rubbing and grabbing at your skin, taking handfuls of whatever they could.

You lean forward and put your head against Steve’s shoulder, while they continue to fuck you, the slight shift giving them better access to your holes, but also bringing Eddie and Steve’s faces closer together. Eddie smiles and winks at Steve as their cocks moved in and out in unison, meanwhile Steve grabs Eddie’s hair and smashes their lips together in a heated kiss. The smacking of their lips brings your attention back to them. It was so insanely hot, making you clench tightly around both boys, Steve pulls away first, “fuck, I think she likes that. You like watching me and Eddie kiss, angel?” Steve says in a mocking tone, all you can do is nod your head, as your high hits you like a ton of bricks.

“Oh my fuck, im cumming, holy shit.” You wail as you squirt all over Steve’s cock and lower stomach. Steve couldn’t hold it any longer, your moans and the splash he felt against his lower half, made him lose it. “I’m cumming, fuck where do I-” he says before you cut him off. “Inside, both of you, I want it inside please!” You whimper

Eddie takes your chin in his hand, turning your face towards his and kissing you deep and passionately as he follows right behind Steve, both boys empty themselves inside your tight, clenching holes. You continue milking them dry until Eddie pulls out slowly, followed shortly by Steve.

Eddie lifts you up and softly put you down so that you’re seated on the couch as he falls down on the cushion beside you.

“Wow.” You three said in unison, making you all laugh out hysterically.

Once the laughing stops, you’re all met with comfortable silence as the background noise from the club penetrates your ears, and you’re brought back to your surroundings.

Then the silence is broken as Steve asks, “So, what are you doing this weekend?”

Thank you for reading!

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Oh Baby, You - svt smau

The birth of your son three years ago was what caused your breakup with Wonwoo, your longtime (and at that point, long distance) partner. Now, you're getting concerned that Orion is starting to look a lot like his dad, but that's not your only problem. Wonwoo is back… and he's living across the hall.

Genres: smau, romance, drama, comedy, angst, single parent au

Pairing: jeon wonwoo x afab they/she reader x mystery member(s)

Warnings: coarse language, conversations about sex, mentions of pregnancy, mama/mom/mother is used to refer to reader's parental status sometimes, infidelity, light alcoholism, miscommunication as a plot device, some of the teenies are not so nice at times, slut shaming, angst, everything is unrealistically dramatic because this is basically a kdrama in text/twitter form. warnings may be updated as they come, but I will label chapters properly if it's anything major

Note: unfortunately, I did have to make the mc for this series have female reproductive organs because, well... that's the plot. I couldn't find a good way around it :( if anyone reading this is discouraged, please know that pretty much every other fic I've ever posted is gender neutral. So, if you think you might've liked this smau, please check out my masterlist! hopefully there will be something you like there :) ALSO! if anyone makes fun of Orion's name just know that it's the name of a precious baby cousin of mine and if you bully smau Orion you are bullying irl Orion!! do not touch him!!!

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Profiles I: Orion's Prettyboy(gn) Posse

Profiles II: Wonwoo's Famous Friend and the Other Guys

Profiles III: Gyu and the Rise of Capitalism

1. Everybody Loves Vernon

2. Tens Among Tens

3. Grown Ass Men

4. I Hate This FUcking Family

5. The Ones Keeping Secrets

6. A LITTLE Curious

7. You Go Girl Get His Ass

8. The Calm

9. The Storm

10. It's Been a While

11. Fucked Up Coincidences

12. Not... a BAD Guy

13. Still So Affected

14. Just My Type

15. Nothing to Hide

16. Fists Up

17. Act Natural

18. Girl, They Blocked You

19. Plot Relevance

20. Actually it is a Date

21. It's All Pretty Confusing

22. Scripted

23. All it Takes is a Smile

24. Yoon Jeonghan is Watching

25. Completely Surrounded

26. No Such Thing

27. What Does That Mean

28. A Name I've Heard Recently

29. Can't Risk It

30. Errand Day

31. One Day at a Time

32. Confrontation

33. Not Looking to be a Parent Any Time Soon

34. What if I

35. For This Little Guy

36. Get Blocked

37. I'll Take Care of You

38. Messed Up, Stupid, and Jaded

39. You Fucked Up

40. That's For You to Figure Out

41. Need to Try Something

42. Recovery Mission?

43. Your Everything

44. You're Cute When You're Like This

45. Not Sponsored

46. This is Nothing

47. Promise? Promise

48. Hhrk

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49. A Busy Afternoon

50. Cherry

[writingoddess1125]

Buggy's Secrets Headcanon

Feed me Seymore, Feed Me!

Random thoughts

• Buggy has always wanted daughters

• He knows boys are destructive

• AKA HIS TWINS links here

• But would be a good girl Dad, teach them how to do their hair, makeup, find them pretty clothes.

• Would adore having daughters. His biggest fear however is when they get older he would probably either bomb men who hit on them or cry at seeing them grown up.

• He likes to paint his nails, even though he wears gloves he does enjoy a nice coat of polish. Will do his partners nails as well when he has the free time or to unwind.

• HE. WANTS. A. CORGI

• He thinks they are so damn silly looking and cute, That and now they move is just so interesting to him.

• Will put the damn dog in a costume if he had his choice!

• He is Bisexual and has Bisexual experiences in his life. Mostly while drunk but he never Dislikes adventures on that side.

• Kissed Shanks one by accident- it was his first kiss and he ran around the corner of Gol D Roger's ship and both of them slammed into each other face first. Mouth on Mouth + Teeth on Teeth. Was not a pleasant first lips and still shivers in horror since he remembers the taste of apples on Shanks Mouth

• He is a ass guy- likes a nice ass anyday of the week!

• Buggys standards of beauty are unique- He's attracted to originality so unique features or personalities is what gets his gears going. Likes it weird!

• He plays stupid but he's smart. Doesn't work hard cause in truth he doesn't feel the need to-

• It's like walking behind someone shoveling snow- You're going to reach the goal right as they do bit they are doing all the work.

• Also has detached parts of his body to clean for convenience. Aka after a tussle in the sand has taken off his own lower half to clean and make sure no sand was left.

• Can play the ukulele and is a fairly good singer

• Has tried to grow a beard yet its patchy and he gets blonde patches that look terrible- so stubble is the max for him.

[princessbrunette]

omg i can totally see reader showing up to pogue!rafe’s work sites CONSTANTLY after their first time together. showing up in dresses/skirts that keep getting shorter in length, lunch in hand for rafe. he’s trying to act annoyed that you’re bothering him in work hours, but what he’s really annoyed about is all the very obvious stares you’re getting from the other labourers. he’d be pulling you aside all red in the face and sweaty asking what you think you’re doing showing up while he’s on the job. reader’s just looking up at him with big doe eyes, cutely whispering “just want you to play with me again 🥺” (ugh pogue!rafe has my heart. i need him in my guts)

with him looking like this????? can you blame her??????

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you literally appear out of nowhere in the tiniest skirt waving a brown paper bag at him, singing out a sweet little “brought you something!” but he knew you were coming before he’d even turned around because of the jeers and wolf whistles from the other manual labourers making him clench his jaw. no one was allowed to look at you like that but him, but he hated that he was even thinking like that.

he stubs out his cig and wanders over to you, jaw ticking and nostrils flaring at your repeated visits.

“what’d i say last time, huh?” he pulls you aside, atleast out of the view of the men he works with. you bat your eyelashes up at him and he almost feels bad.

“not to come… but — but i had these leftovers and i know they’re not paying you enough for you to be eating good so i just wanted to—”

“i’m fine, a’ight? m’a grown ass man. look you’re — you’re not my girlfriend, you’re not even my friend okay so— so whatever this is i suggest you quit.” he grips your jaw to get you to stop talking, making you initiate phase two — that pretty pout that he couldn’t resist, big doe eyes and kissable lips that tested his self restraint.

“thats mean.” you accuse quietly, hand gently lingering over his wrist where he grips you. he loosens his grip, licking his lips as he looks away, knowing he’d been a little harsh.

“yeah… well. i just don’t think a girl like you should be hanging around here. it’s not safe.” the idea of him looking out for you made your stomach erupt with butterflies.

“please just take the food. i came all this way.” you break your gaze, staring at his muddy boots. there’s a moment of quiet before he knocks your chin up with his finger again, making you look up at him.

“why’re you here, hm? you got what you wanted from me last weekend.”

you shake your head, stepping a little closer and he fights the urge to step back, letting himself loom over your frame as he stares you down.

“i wanna play again. already told you m’not just using you. i like you rafe. i really like you.”

he’s sure he can find some time on his lunch break.

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[lipglossanon]

The Soul’s Desire

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Alcoholic/Sweet Stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader For the first half: @neverland-navi asked for an angsty moment w/stepdad Leon where he hosts dinner and watches reader get hit on (I hope you like it!)

For the second half: anon requested camping sex with stepdad Leon (no specifics so I hope I met expectations 🤭)

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, daddy kink, kissing, dirty talk, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, outdoor/public sexual situations

Not proofread ✍️ sorry if the ending is sudden, I made myself stop writing or this was going to get too crazy lmao

Title from Leto’s Headache by Chevelle

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For some reason, your stepdad is hosting all of his coworkers for dinner. When asked, he mumbled something about drawing the short straw at the office so you just guess it’s out of his hands at this point. 

You volunteer to help him cook a simple pasta dinner with fresh homemade bread (something you’re quite proud of) that Leon pairs with a nice wine. He helps you out in the kitchen where you tease and poke him until he finally cracks a smile, joining in your conversation and laughter. 

Once everything’s setup the way he likes, he kisses you, slow and sweet, thanking you for your help. 

He tries to usher you off to your room, “You don’t have to hang out with us old men.”

You crowd into his personal space and wrap your arms around the nape of his neck, “But I like hanging out with you.”

He smiles softly down at you, rubbing a thumb underneath your eye, “I know, but I just don’t know how much you’re gonna enjoy us talking shop, honey.”

You shiver and push against him more, “I think it’s really hot to hear you talk about your job.”

His nostrils flare but he keeps his touch soft, “You do, huh?”

You hum and nod, eyes going a little hazy as you look at his mouth, “Mmmhmm.”

He kisses you roughly, hands going down to grab your ass to lift you up on the kitchen counter. 

“Dad,” you gasp when he pulls back to trail kisses across your jaw. 

“So good for me,” he groans, biting a mark into your neck.

The doorbell rings pulling Leon away from you. You pout and wind your fingers into his dress shirt. 

“Don’t go yet,” you kiss his adam’s apple making him groan. 

“I’ve got to,” he kisses you again, gentle and sweet. 

He finally pulls away from you, eyes running down your body and back up, “If you wanna join us, you can, but please change.”

You gaze down at yourself, hard nipples showing through your thin shirt. Biting your lip, you tug the hem as the doorbell rings again. 

“Go on to your room sweetheart,” Leon helps you down from the counter and pats your butt, “you can help me set the table when you’re done.”

“Okay,” you smile at him, pressing up in your tiptoes to kiss his cheek before running off to your room, wanting to change quickly. 

Seeing that Leon was dressed in his usual work attire of pressed slacks and a button down, you throw on a cute top and skirt. Double checking the mirror to make sure it doesn’t look too scandalous and nodding to yourself once it seems guest appropriate, you leave your bedroom. 

When you walk past the dining room, you see a few other men sitting at the table already, chatting with each other. You feel butterflies at having strangers in your home, but since these people work with Leon you try not to let your nerves get to you. 

Leon smiles at you when you enter the kitchen. 

“You look pretty.”

“Thanks,” you duck your head, feeling shy, missing the heated gaze Leon rakes down your body. 

“Can you grab the silverware while I get the plates?”

You move over to where he’s standing and grab the silverware and napkins, following after him as he heads out and into the dining room. 

“Hello, hello. What do we have here?” 

“Is this the elusive daughter, Leon?”

“You never said how grown up she is!”

The men talk over one another as you follow behind Leon and set the forks and knives down at each place setting. You give a shy smile when Leon introduces you to everyone; he has a laid back grin but you can see the tightness around his eyes as you walk around the table. 

Leon guides you back out of the dining room with a hand placed firmly on your back. He seems irritated as you both gather the dinner to place on the table, but you don’t get a chance to question him as he ducks out to grab a whiskey bottle from his home office. 

You wait until he has glasses to go with it and then you both enter the dining room again; Leon hands out the glasses then passes the whiskey around, pouring a healthy glass full for himself, while you place the pasta and bread down in the center of the table. Once everyone’s situated, the dinner passes fairly smoothly. 

You listen in to the conversation, but don’t quite know what they’re talking about only picking up things here and there from Leon complaining about work. The whiskey bottle is nearly empty now and the talk is also following suite. 

“And Leon, how’re you not gonna let us know what a beautiful girl you got here all to yourself?”

You look wide eyed to your stepdad and see the corner of his eye tic as he smiles at the man, “Ah, she’s a homebody, what can I say?”

“Definitely got the body for it!” another man chortles and elbows the guy next to him as they all chuckle. 

Leon gives you an apologetic smile as he claps the man on the back, “C’mon now, we’re in polite company.”

“We’re just yanking your chain,” the man grins, eyes drifting to the other end of the table where you’re sitting. 

You’re thankful that Leon asked you to change as several pairs of eyes unsubtly check you out. Dropping your gaze, you pick at the food on your plate. 

“Say, sweetheart, can I get a refill?”

You look up at Leon and he nods. 

“No problem, sir.”

“Oh ho ho, where’d you get her Leon?” the man hands you his glass with a salacious smile, “need to find me one if you don’t wanna give’er up?”

Leon laughs along with the men as you leave, but you can tell it’s forced. You’re not gone too long, and when you come back in the room the men are all laughing at some joke but quickly quiet down to shoot appreciative looks your way. 

“Thank you, dear,” the man sets his glass down and reaches out to run his hand down your arm, “you’re dad was telling us that you’re home so much, you aren’t dating anyone.”

You nod, “Yeah, I’m not really—“

“Now hold on a minute,” the coworker across from you speaks up, “who said you get to ask her out?”

“Me? Why I’m just—“

“And plus, she needs someone younger,” the coworker smirks over at you, “what’d ya say honey? I can take you out this weekend?”

You laugh nervously and take a step away from the table, “Thank you, but—“

“Now you two better leave it before Leon loses his cool,” a third man chimes in with a laugh drawing everyone’s attention to Leon. 

He’s waving them off with a short laugh, “I know how these guys are. Say, why don’t we get another bottle going before calling it a night?”

All the men agree and Leon nods his head to the door, “Go grab us one, sweetheart.”

You give him a relieved smile as you leave the table, heading to his office to grab another bottle. As you pick it up, a pair of arms wraps around your waist. You jump, breathing in a quick breath and with it Leon’s cologne making you sag against him. 

“M so sorry baby,” he murmurs, kissing your neck, “I didn’t think they’d be this bad.”

“S’okay,” you whisper, turning in his arms the whiskey bottle tucked between you, “they’re just drunk and dumb.”

“What does that make me?” he presses his lips to yours, whiskey coated tongue filling your mouth as you whimper. 

“Say, baby,” he pulls back to take the bottle and set it aside, “what does that make me, hmmm?”

He presses you against the wall and kisses you deeper, hands coming up to lace your fingers together and press them to the wall on either side of your head.

“Just some dumb drunk trying to get my dick wet?” he groans into your mouth, thrusting his tongue past your lips over and over until spit drips down your chin. 

You mewl and rock your hips into his, no room to answer with his tongue fucking into your mouth aggressively. Suddenly, the space in front of you is empty as Leon steps back. 

“Daddy,” you whine, lips wet with spit, “why’d you stop?”

“Got to, honey,” he runs his hands through his hair, frustration etched in his body language, “I’d love to take you apart right now, but I have to worry about my coworkers.”

You sigh and step forward, wrapping your hands around Leon’s neck so you can tease the short hairs at the nape of his neck. 

“You’re such a good, dad,” you kiss his jaw as he groans, “I’m gonna go to bed, if you don’t need me? Kinda tired of being hit on.”

Leon chuckles at that and kisses your cheek, “Okay, sweetheart. I’ll try not to keep them too late.”

You both leave his office and you watch as he slips back into the dining room, loud laughter and conversation flowing out before the door snicks shut. You make your way into your room and change into a faded tee and thin shorts before tiptoeing over into Leon’s bedroom. Once inside, you shut the door and make your way to the bed. 

Climbing under the covers, you hum at the cool sheets touching your skin and just the smell of Leon enveloping your senses. Your clit thrums with want, but you push that aside in order to relax in bed. Hours later, you faintly hear the door open and shut before the sound of feet shuffle along the carpet. 

“Fuck,” Leon whispers loudly when he bumps into his dresser to set his watch on the surface. 

You can hear the shuffle of clothing as he undresses and then the bed dips with his weight. 

“Oh, what a lovely s’prise,” he mumbles, hot palm dragging down your uncovered thigh, “mmm pretty baby, so sweet.”

You blearily open your eyes, sleep trying to pull you down again, “Daddy.”

“Fuck,” he whispers, shifting until he can use both hands to rub across your body, pet your sides, squeeze your breasts, “yeah, baby, ‘m here. My pretty girl, s’all mine huh?”

“Mmhmm,” you hum.

Eye fluttering shut with a sigh, you preen under his attention, letting him grope and squeeze whatever he can reach until you’re mewling with want. 

“Yeah you’re all mine,” he growls, hands squeezing your ass roughly, “god, hated that they fucking stared at you, hit on you. You’re my sweet baby girl.”

“Leon,” you whine, hands going to his hair to tug him into a kiss, “didn’t want any of them.”

“No?” 

You can taste the whiskey he’s been drinking all night making your pussy drip slick in your panties as you suck on his tongue. 

“Mmm ‘m so lucky,” he pants, kissing you messily, “luckiest daddy in the world to have such a sweet daughter.”

You moan and tug his hair, “You’re the best daddy. Want you in my pussy pretty please.”

He makes a pained groan and rolls you on top of him, “Need me to fill you up?”

“Uh huh,” you rock down on the bulge underneath your cunt, “need it so bad.”

“Baby,” he groans as you keep grinding against his half hard cock, “don’t know if I, fuck— I’ve been drinking a lot, don’t know if I can cum for awhile.”

You whimper and dig your nails in his pecs, “Daddy, I still want your cock. Want you to stretch out my little pussy.”

“God,” his head falls back onto the bed with a groan, “me too, fuck, okay c’mon honey put it in. I wanna watch.”

You quickly pull off your shirt, helping Leon do the same with a giggle, before reaching down and tugging his underwear completely off. Moaning, you stroke his cock watching as it stiffens in your hand. You raise up and straddle his waist. 

You go to pull your panties off and he stops you, “Leave’em on.”

Whining, you pull them to the side and let his fat tip smack against your pussy lips, slick dripping down his dick. 

“C’mon be a good girl for me and put it in,” he rubs his hands down your thighs. 

“Dad,” you mewl, pushing the head into your dripping hole and slowly ease yourself down his thick cock. 

You both watch as inch by inch, your pussy greedily sucks his cock into your wet heat. Once he bottoms out and you can sit on his lap, you moan at feeling so full, so spread open. 

“Daddy,” you scratch your nails at his twitching abs, “s’full.”

“I know,” he soothes, palms rubbing across the bulge in your lower belly, “m so deep in that little pussy huh pretty girl.”

You rock forward with a keening moan, grinding his leaking tip against your cervix making sparks of pleasure shoot through your cunt. 

“Yeah I am,” he grunts, dark eyes watching you hungrily, “pretty cunt made to take this fat dick.”

“Yes,” you whimper, eyes rolling back as Leon grabs your hips and makes you grind against his cock, “dad, it’s good.”

“Good, want my girl to know what it feels like to get dicked deep in her cute little pussy,” he growls, hands squeezing your hips so hard they’ll bruise, “love filling up your tight wet cunt.”

“Daddy!” you gasp out, pussy clenching down on his cock at how he’s talking to you, “you’re being dirty.”

“Am I?” he grins teasingly, “is it getting you wet, baby? It sure feels like it. That pussy loves the way I’m talking about her. She’s squeezing me so tight.”

Your clit throbs as he keeps you grinding in place on his cock, not letting you bounce and not thrusting up into you making you a little wild for it. 

“Daddy, want it, want you,” you moan. 

“Fuck me,” he groans, “want daddy to rail your little cunt? Breed your cute pussy til it’s full?”

“Yes, yes yes,” you try to rock your hips but Leon’s grip keeps you stationary making your pussy walls flutter and pulse around his dick. 

“Gonna have to just stay like this then,” he laughs, “I drank too much, sweet girl, gonna take a while to cum.”

You shudder, breath coming out shakily, “Daddy, I need t’cum.”

“Aww,” his hands finally move away from your hips, skin indented from his fingers,  to skim up your ribs and grab your breasts, “can you cum from riding my cock, sweetheart? No touching that cute clit.”

Your hips are moving as you nod quickly, hands bracing against his chest, “Yes, yes, thank you daddy, feels so good.”

You make sure to rub his tip against your g-spot every time you roll your hips down, thighs trembling as his cock kisses your cervix with every bounce, pussy gliding down with ease. It feels like forever that you just ride Leon, swiveling your hips just right so he’s rubbing that spongy spot in your cunt that has you moaning. 

“Look at my sweet girl,” he smiles widely, crows feet wrinkling at the corners, “god, love you so much, honey.”

Your hips stutter as you moan, “Love you too, daddy. Love you so much.”  

His hips thrust up, meeting you halfway making you cry out. 

“Think I’m ready to fuck you nice and deep,” he laughs up at you, pulling you down to roll you onto your back, cock sliding back into you, “breed this pussy like she needs.”

“Leon!” you gasp out as his dick bullies back into your cunt repeatedly.

Your pussy squelches loudly as his hips picks up speed, pistoning into your sopping wet hole, pelvis grinding down on your clit.

“Couldn’t wait,” he kisses you, still tasting of alcohol making you clench down on him, “was gonna let you cum that way, but I need you too much sweetheart.”

“Dad, please,” you scratch at his shoulders, “wanna cum.”

“I’ve got you baby,” he kisses your cheek, slipping a hand between your bodies to rub firmly at your slippery clit.

You choke out a whine and wrap your legs around his waist, hips pressing down into his thrusts. Leon groans and kisses you, tongue lapping and sucking at your own. A few more rough passes of his fingers over your sensitive bud and your pussy clamps down on his cock as you climax. He keeps softly rubbing at your clit as he fucks deeper into your pussy.

“That’s it, such a good girl,” he whispers against your lips, “gonna make me cum, sweetheart. Fuck, that’s it, milk me, help daddy cum in your hot little pussy.”

A high pitched moan leaves your throat, toes curling as Leon stretches your orgasm out until your thighs are shaking. He thrusts a few more times before burying his cock deep into your fluttering walls and spilling his hot cum. Slowly, he moves his hand away from your clit to rub your side. He kisses you softly, letting you both come down from your orgasms into the sleepy afterglow.

He pulls out of your cunt with a low groan, laying down next to you, “So good to me, don’t know what I’d do without you.”

You giggle and stroke his stubbled jaw, “You’re so cute.”

Smiling, he grabs your hand and kisses the inside of your wrist, “Think you’re the cute one, baby.”

He laces your fingers together and pulls you into his chest, “Can’t believe I have work in a few hours.”

“Call in sick,” you sleepily mumble against his skin.

He laughs and rubs his hands down your back, “Mmm wish I could. Everyone else will be there even though we all got drunk tonight.”

You hum in reply, but drift off to sleep with Leon’s warm hands petting you.

Hours later, Leon’s alarm wakes you up, but he shushes you back to sleep. The next time you’re waking up it’s past eight and the sun is out. Yawning, you roll over and check your phone. You feel a pang of sympathy for Leon since he definitely went to work hung over and exhausted. You shoot him a quick text and get up to start the day.

It passes quickly for you and before long you hear the sound of keys in the door. Smiling to yourself, you get up from the couch to meet Leon in the hallway. 

“Hi,” you step up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek, “have a good day?”

“Could’ve been better,” he murmurs, pressing you against the wall and kissing you deeply, “how was yours?”

“Could’ve been better,” you giggle as he presses kisses along your neck.

“Poor thing,” he coos.

He steps away with a sigh before going any further, looking apologetic, “I have something to ask you, and you can say no okay?”

Frowning at him, you drag out your reply, “Oookay?”

“I know it’s last minute, but someone had the bright idea to do a family retreat this weekend. Like a camping trip,” he pinches the bridge of his nose, “we’d leave tomorrow morning and stay until Monday.”

You shrug, “I’m fine with that.”

“Are you sure, honey? It’s going to be hot and bug infested, not to mention those jackoffs from work.”

You laugh, “I’m sure, besides everyone else will be busy with their families, too right? It’ll be fun! Like a mini vacation.”

Sighing again, Leon gives you a small grin, “Yeah, maybe so.”

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Leon is pulling the cooler from the trunk as you coat yourself in bug spray.

“Okay maybe the fun starts once we get the tent setup,” you concede with a small cough from using the spray.

He snorts a laugh at you, but is nice enough to not say anything. Aside from getting lost on the drive up here, almost hitting a deer, then actually hitting a hubcap in the middle of the road, and lastly seeing someone get rear ended in the lane next to you, your nerves are a little shot—and this place isn’t helping with it looking like something out of Friday the 13th.

Leon rubs your arm, “Okay?”

You smile up at him, “Yeah, just taking it in.”

A smile spreads across his face, “You’re something else. C’mon, we just follow this trail to the camp they setup. They have a small itinerary for us today. Think it’s just some kinda hike near the lake.”

“That sounds nice,” you fall into step with him as the trail is wide enough to walk side by side.

You both take in the scenery and lush foliage, breathing in the clean air of dirt and trees. Before too long, you can see people setting up tents as well as prepping several picnic tables with food.

Leon guides you over to one of the picnic tables. He introduces you to a few other people in the company as he grabs the welcome packet. 

“You two can set up anywhere in the perimeter,” one woman points to the map on the front of packet, “anything outside that might land you a fine.”

“Thanks, Martha,” Leon nods, “alright, you pick us out a spot, sweetheart.”

You take the map from his hands and point to a little copse of trees, “This seems like it would be nice. Shady, ya know?”

His lips quirk up but he just nods, eyes sparkling, “Shady, huh. Lead the way then.”

You follow the rather crude map until you’re both far enough away that you can only hear bird song. 

“Sure you didn’t pick this place out for anything other than shade?” Leon murmurs in your ear, squeezing your ass, “seems awful far from everyone.”

You gasp and twist to face him, “Dad!”

He presses you against the rough bark of the tree behind you and kisses you, slow and deep. You drop the map on the ground to wind your hands through his hair, sighing into his languid kisses. 

You tug him closer, rocking your hips up against his, kissing even more sloppily as you feel yourself getting wet. 

“You feeling needy, honey?” Leon whispers hotly in your ear, fingers dipping below the leg of your shorts, “fuck, let me finger that pretty pussy.”

“Dad, please,” you whimper parting your thighs, leaning against the tree for better balance. 

His fingers slip under the band of your panties and stroke across your slick pussy lips to come up and circle your clit. 

“So naughty, letting me play with you like this,” he nips your earlobe, “daddy’s dirty little girl.”

You whine and part your legs further, “Please, daddy!”

“Hush,” he kisses your neck, sliding his middle and ring finger into your dripping hole, “she’s so wet for me, sweetheart. Doesn’t feel like it’s gonna take long.”

He laughs softly as his fingers easily find and rub against your g-spot as his thumb circles your slippery clit. You’re gasping and moaning, thighs shaking with the effort of keeping yourself open and on two feet. 

“Daddy, daddy, g’nna cum,” you mewl, rocking down into his fingers as they start to pump in and out of your fluttering pussy walls. 

“Then cum for me, let daddy make you feel good,” he kisses you, tongue licking into your mouth to swallow up your moans. 

One last rubbing grind to your clit has you cumming all around his fingers, slick dripping down his wrist to land on the forest floor. He slowly pulls his hand away, licking the slick off of his fingers with a groan. 

“Always taste so good.”

“Want me to suck you off?” you sway into him, legs shaky from your orgasm. 

He kisses the top of your head and wipes his hand off on his pants, “We’ll save it for later, baby. Really need to put this tent up before we go on that hike.”

You sigh and nuzzle into his neck, “If you say so.”

He pets your sides for a moment before pushing you to stand up straight, “If you want, I’ll let you read out the directions and I’ll put up the tent.”

“Sounds good to me,” you giggle, smacking a kiss to his cheek.

Luckily, Leon has had some experience with camping so your little area is setup in next to no time. Which works out perfectly since someone sent their kid to fetch you two for the hike about to start. 

Leon stows your sleeping bags and backpacks into the tent then walks next to you back up to the main campsite. After a quick safety spiel from the forestry guide, the whole group is off. Leon gets roped into a conversation with a man you recognize from the dinner party. You notice his wife? Girlfriend? next to him and so strike up your own small talk with her. 

She happens to be his girlfriend and is nice to talk with, if a little distant. Before you get a chance to even ask her name, she’s being pulled away by Leon’s coworker as he jogs to catch up with some other man. 

“Then there were two,” Leon nudges your arm with a wink. 

Looking around you notice that you and he are the last in line, a little ways away from everyone as they chat and trample down the path following the guide. 

The path loops down and around the edge of the woods before it opens up next to a lake. The guide stops for a minute and talks about the species native to the area and then proceeds forward. Leon tugs your arm and you two hang back together and watch as the rest of the crowd disappears down the trail. 

He guides your back to press up against the tree overlooking the lake.

“Shh, shh,” Leon’s mouth whispers against your ear, “let me kiss that pretty pussy, sweet girl.”

Nodding, you wrap both hands over your mouth to stop any noises. Leon nips your ear and drops to his knees, hands coming up to undo the button of your shorts.

“What’s gotten into you?” you giggle.

He shrugs, “Just want you so much, baby.”

He tugs your shorts down to your knees leaving your panties on. Groaning, he pushes his face against your cunt, licking you through your underwear. In no time, your panties are soaked with his spit and you’re slick, your eyes fluttering shut as he laps at your clit through the cloth.

“Gonna make you cum just like this,” he mouths at the outline of your pussy lips, “get my pretty girl all messy.”

A moan is muffled by your hands, but you still buck your hips towards his mouth. His dilated eyes watch you hungrily as he goes back to licking and sucking your panty clad pussy. Leaving one hand covering your mouth, you let the other reach down to tangle in his hair.

Groaning, he licks harder and sucks your clit. You grind your pussy against his face as his hands come up to grip your hips, helping you hump against his mouth.

He looks gorgeous, pupils blown and hair messy as he lathes his tongue against your pussy. Your eyes drag down his body and you whimper to see the hard outline of his cock.

You pull your hand away just far enough to whisper, “Gonna cum, gonna cum, dad, please,” before clamping it back over your mouth so you won’t make any more noise.

Leon reaches up and grabs the hem of your panties, pulling them taut so your clit and pussy lips rub harder against the fabric. He laps at the outline of your sensitive bud and roughly sucks it into his mouth as best he can. He yanks your panties up again and it grinds your clit against his tongue just right making you cum, gushing slick into your underwear and all down your thighs.

When Leon finally pulls away, you’re so dizzy that he has to hold you up. He carefully pulls your shorts back up and buttons them, then adjusts his own hard on so it’s not noticeable. 

“Better catch up before someone comes looking,“ he presses a kiss to your cheek as your dazed eyes just stare up at him.

“‘Kay,” you murmur, letting him guide you back out to the path that leads back into camp.

The rest of the afternoon passes by smoothly, just polite conversation with Leon’s coworkers and their families. When the sun sets and everyone decides to roast marshmallows, you watch as Leon chats with some guy on the other side of the fire pit. 

You really take in his strong jaw and neck as he turns to the side to keep talking. Biting your lip, your gaze washes over his broad shoulders and thick arms down to his toned waist and strong thighs. You squeeze your own thighs together as you stare at his hands, watching as his fingers drum against his lap.

When you finally look up, you can see Leon looking straight back at you. You give him a little shrug and a flirty smile. You watch as he finishes up the conversation with the other guy and make his way over to you. 

“You tired, sweetheart? We can head back to the tent,” his eyes are dark.

“Yeah,” you murmur, raising your hand for him to take and pull you to your feet.

A few folks call out goodnight with you and Leon replying as you walk off. Leon only keeps a hand on your upper back as you make the long trek over to your tent. But once inside, he’s pressing you down onto the downy sleeping back and kissing you senseless.

You whine and slip your clothes off, grabbing his hand to press it against your slick pussy.

“Feel how wet I am, daddy?”

He groans, head falling against your shoulder as his fingers rub against your pussy lips before pinching your clit.

“You’re soaked,” he bites your neck, “fuck. You been like this all night?”

“All afternoon,” you whisper, “since you made me cum at the lake.”

“Fuck,” he kisses you one last time and then shoves you further up the sleeping back to settle between your legs.

“Daddy,” you mewl trying hard to keep your voice down, hands tangled in his thick hair as he noses along your cunt kissing your clit, “they’re gonna hear us.”

He grins at you, eyes warm in the low light, “Then better be quiet, honey.”

You moan spreading your thighs even wider; he chuckles at you and licks a long wet stripe along your pussy, broad tongue parting your puffy lips, slick dripping all over his sleeping bag. 

“Gonna eat you out so good, baby,” he groans kissing the hood of your clit “been wanting to bury my face in your hot little cunt all day.”

“Dad,” you whine, hips arching into his mouth, “this is so bad,” but you don’t do anything to stop him as he pushes his face further into your soaked pussy. 

The excitement of getting caught ramps up your arousal making you hump your stepdad’s face harder, dragging slick all over his mouth. 

His nose bumps your clit making your thighs clamp around his head, stopping him from being able to pull away. He groans, eyes heatedly staring up the line of your body as his tongues fucks into your drippy hole. 

You tug and pull his hair when he licks into your cunt, rubbing his face further into your pussy lips to spread you open for his mouth. His big hands wrap around the outside of your thighs and he squeezes tightly, urging you to thrust down onto his tongue. 

“So good,” you moan, head tipped back as your chest arches outward, hips rolling down into his plush mouth, “I’ve got the best daddy in the whole world.”

He growls into your cunt making your thighs spasm, pussy walls clenching down on his slippery tongue. Your eyes roll back, hips rocking down quicker as Leon greedily eats you out. His tongue slips out of your hole with a dirty, wet noise; his hands push your thighs open so he can raise his head. 

“My perfect girl, wanna fuck you so loud all of’em know not to even look at you,” he sucks on your clit, spit dripping down your pussy lips. 

“Dad,” you sigh, rocking up into his plush mouth, “‘m all yours, love you so much.”

He groans, pulling away from your pussy to crawl up your body, kissing you hotly. 

“Let’s get in the sleeping bag,” he murmurs, “be a little less noisy.”

“Mmm okay,” you sigh, wiggling to pull the sleeping bag up underneath you.

Leon helps you, little laughs escaping as you both struggle with the slippery material until you’re pressed under Leon’s heavy weight as he zips up the side. 

“Daddy,” you moan, “this is so hot.”

“Yeah?” he groans, kissing you again, “like that daddy’s got you trapped all nice and snug for him to fill your cute cunt?”

“Yes,” you whine, feeling Leon shift his boxers down. 

When you relax against the ground of the tent, Leon’s hard cock nudges against your pudgy clit making you dig your nails into his shoulders. 

“Oh god,” you pant, spreading your legs the meager distance you can in the constraints of the sleeping bag. 

“Fuck,” Leon’s eyes are dark as they look down at you.

He rocks his hips down, dragging the fat tip through your slick until he’s nudging against your hole. 

“Want it, daddy,” your nails dig further into his muscled shoulders, “fill me up, please.”

He kisses you to muffle the sounds you both make as he presses his dripping cock into your clenching pussy. 

He finally bottoms out, a painfully delicious stretch that has your pussy milking his cock already. 

“Perfect,” his hips stutter forward to bury himself even deeper inside your wet heat, “perfect girl.”

“Dad, you’re so big,” your eyes flutter shut as his pelvis grinds against your clit.

“God don’t say that, I’ll cum way too soon,” he laughs, kissing your cheek, “got me acting like a teenager again.”

“Mmm that’s not a bad thing,” you cheekily smile up at him, “just means we can go again, right?”

He groans kissing you hard, tongue slipping into your mouth. As you’re making out, you rock your hips up only for Leon to sink more of his weight down on you, pressing you into the sleeping bag making you mewl.  

“Can’t move too much,” he whispers against your ear, “too noisy, gonna have to let me take my time, pretty girl.”

“Please, Leon,” you whine, trying to move your hips but unable to, making you pulse around his dick, “need it.”

He laughs sweetly, “I do too. You can’t even imagine how hard it is just to sit here and let your pretty pussy cockwarm me. 

Fuck,” he grunts grinding down against you, “gripping me so tight, like you need me to cum in you.”

“I do,” you whimper, nails scratching at his back, “need you to cum, daddy.”

“So sweet to me,” he kisses your neck softly, “might stay like this all night. Just stretch out your little pussy and nothing else.”

You bite his shoulder to muffle the loud moan in your throat. His cock kicks and throbs in your pussy as he rocks softly in and out. 

“God, don’t know if I could handle that,” he groans, “wanna cum in you too much.”

“Yes, yes please,” you babble against the skin of his shoulder, kissing the bite mark, “want you so bad, daddy.”

“I know,” he coos, nipping at your neck, “you let daddy be so dirty with you today, honey. It’s the least I can do, right?”

“Uh huh,” you drool against him as he grinds and rocks harder into your squelching pussy. 

“Did you like getting fingered by daddy?” he sucks a bruise lower on your neck, “I would’ve kept going even if someone walked up.”

Your legs kick out as he covers your palm to muffle your whining. 

“You like that huh,” he grins, “yeah and when I was eating your cute pussy by the lake, anyone could see what I was doing,” his voice drops to a low whisper, “they could all see I was eating my daughter’s wet little cunt.”

Your eyes rolls back in your head as his pelvis rubs against your clit just right, pussy clamping down on Leon as you cum around his cock. 

“Baby,” he groans, palm pressing harder onto your mouth to shield the sounds you’re making. 

You slump bonelessly into the downy sleeping bag, muscles limp from your orgasm. Leon’s cock throbs in your pussy making you whine. 

“S’good, daddy,” you smile at him, “wanna stay like this all night.”

“Fuck,” he moans, pressing his face into your neck, “me too, baby.”

A loud shuffling in the distance makes you both pause. Even though the footsteps tread closer and closer, Leon keeps rocking his hips against you, cock slipping in and out of your soaked hole making you clench and pulse around him. 

You whine and he kisses you heatedly, groaning into your mouth as he licks past your lips. Eyes rolling back as he softly fucks you, you feel another orgasm wash over your body. Scratching at his back, Leon’s weight keeps you pinned down so you can’t really thrash around like you want.

Leon’s gaze is hazy when he pulls back. You both hear several more sets of footsteps in the underbrush as well as people softly talking.

“God if they only knew I was fucking your pretty pussy.”

You whine behind his palm, tongue lapping at the salty skin. 

“They’d think I’m so kind of pervert, fucking my daughters cute little cunt and liking it,” he grins as he feels your pussy squeeze on his dick, “you like this dirty old man dicking you down, honey?”

Your nails have to be drawing blood from how hard you’re clawing at Leon’s shoulders. Rocking your hips into his, you try your best to make him feel as out of control as you do. 

You’re moaning his name behind his hand but try to keep your voice down, still hyper aware of the people walking out past your tent. Nothing changes so you feel like you’re safe enough to whimper up at him, tears slipping from your eyes from the pleasure Leon is wringing out of your body. 

“I know,” he coos in your ear, “feels so good. I’m gonna fill you up in front of all these people.”

Your cunt pulses and throbs around his cock, fluttering walls sucking him in deeper into your hole. Leon continues to rut into your sopping wet pussy, thrusts getting harder and harder. 

The people outside are walking all around your area talking quietly, totally oblivious to your dad fucking you stupid inside this flimsy tent. 

“Ready? Huh? You ready for daddy to fill this warm wet pussy full of cum? Breed your hot cunt in front of complete strangers?” his tongue dips into your ear making you squeal into his palm, “wanna make me a real daddy?”

You’re going to cum again, just from Leon talking like that as he fucks your pussy. He raises his head to look into your eyes. 

“Such a good girl,” he murmurs, voice low and smoky, “good girl, letting me knock you up. C’mon, cum all over me again so I can cream your pussy.”

Mewling low in your throat, you feel your orgasm tightening in your lower belly. Leon snaps his hips quicker into your clenching heat. The voices and footsteps are faint now, everyone having walked past your tent headed to wherever. 

Leon pushes the top of the sleeping bag off with a grunt and lets go of your mouth. He grabs your legs and press them up to your chest. He rocks his hips deep into your cunt. 

“Just keep quiet, I’m almost finished,” he grins down at you playfully, “don’t know if they can hear you or not, honey.”

You whine freely, hands scratching against Leon’s pecs, “Dad, you’re gonna make me cum again.”

“Am I? Poor thing,” he starts to rub and pinch your nipples, “daddy hasn’t gotten to cum once today, what number is this for you?”

Eyes slipping shut as one of his hands slips down to your pussy to tease your clit, you moan softly, “I can’t r-remember. Daddy, please.”

“Okay, okay,” he soothes, “cum for me, honey.”

His fingers rub against your clit more firmly as he grinds deeper into your cunt. Your hands wildly move up to yank him into a sloppy kiss, muffling the wailing cry that leaves your throat as you climax. Stars dance behind your eyelids and your toes curl in on themselves while your orgasm buzzes through your body. 

Leon groans into the kiss, spit dripping from your mouths as he buries his cock into your pussy and stilling. Hot, sticky cum spurts from his fat tip, filling your pussy so full that it drips around his throbbing dick. 

You make out the entire time he cums inside you, moans and sighs traded between kiss swollen lips until his soft cock finally slips out of your drippy cunt. 

“Perfect, pretty baby,” he pulls away, gently laying your legs flat.

He flops down tiredly next to you on the sleeping bag. 

“You wore me out,” he teases, poking your side.

“Dad,” you whine, pushing his hand away, “you started it.”

“Nah, it was definitely you,” he tickles your side making you giggle and move away only to be yanked back with Leon’s arm around your waist. 

He kisses you sweetly all over your face before pressing a fleeting kiss to your lips. 

“Guess we should get some shut eye before tomorrow dawns bright and early.”

You groan, “Please not too bright or early.”

“No promises,” he chuckles into your hair as he drops a kiss on your head, “but I’ll do my best to wake you up in a nice way.”

“Good,” you yawn, “I’m holding you to that.” 

[505oclock]

Just Friends (18+ mdni)

rafe cameron x barry x f!reader

where rafe and barry are your best friends, but won’t stop at the first chance to put you to work.

first obx fic so pls be nice !! and lmk if u want a part two!! <3

warnings: might lead to smut?? drugs, a little bit of objectification

you’re honestly not sure how you stumbled into the friendship of barry and rafe. you had grown up around kooks and pouges, but never really fit in with either of them.

you guessed that’s how you ended up here, hanging out with the neighborhood drug dealer and kook prince, the two people you really felt yourself around.

they loved their weed and coke, but you really only stuck to alcohol. you loved getting fucked out of your mind, and coke and weed didn’t really do that for you. barry and rafe we’re the opposite, but all substances had you all in a different head space.

it was a saturday night and the three of you had no plans; this resulted in you on barry’s couch, drinking beer and watching the boys take turns on the blunts barry rolled earlier.

“just one hit princess” rafe begged you to take a hit of the blunt. They had yet to witness you high, and were dying to see it happen.

“you gotta give it another go eventually, listen to country club over here” barry clapped rafes shoulder, the both of them pleading with you. You had smoked before, but it honestly wasn’t your thing. You thought it was cute hwo much they wanted to see you smoke.

“I know i knkw i will eventually, just not tonight”

they both groaned and you smiled wide, since it was your routinely response everytime the three of you hung out.

You were running low on your beer, “Gonna go grab another, you guys need anything?” You asked as you stood up, fixing your shorts that kept riding up.

“Nope” they said in unison, focused on the video rafe was showing barry on his phone. However, their attention drifted from the phone as you walked to the kitchen, your ass looked fantastic in the shorts you were wearing.

While the three of you were strictly friends, there was no denying the underlying sexual tension that surrounded the three of you everytime you guys hung out alone. You thought both of the guys were hot, and when rafe and barry were alone, they couldn’t help thinking about how it would be to spend a night with you. The attractive was naturally undeniable.

And while you three could keep it together normally, something different was in the air tonight.

A few beers later, whilst you were still aware and in control, you were the perfect drunk. This meant you were extra talkative and a little too horny for your own good.

Rafe and Barry were high out of their minds, between the shared blunts and lines they were snorting, and they couldn’t keep their eyes of off you. You were a giggling mess, eyes bright and glossy, and you’re smile so bright it made them feel a way they shouldn’t feel

“Oooh i loveee this song!” you jump up when the speaker starts playing, and start silly dancing. the boys just watch you and roll their eyes, used to this.

With the extra alcohol in you, you start really dancing to the music, swaying your hips, doing a hw most. While it’s completely innocent on your end, the guys change their composure as they watch you.

“Cmon- Cm-dance with me!” you’re a giggling mess, oblivious to your effect over the two men in front of you. You bite your lip in a smile as you grab rafes hands and pull him off the couch.

He smirks at you, then at Barry, as he hovers behind you as you continue to dance to your song. You sway to the music, and before you realize it, Rafe is swaying too, with his hands firm on your hips.

His hands slowly move up and down your waist, completely innocent. you play into it, continuing to dance, feeling his hot fingers trace up and down you.

It hits you what you’ve done, when his hands start tracing up, closer to your tits. Through the fog of alcohol, you can sense him, and decide to make a subtle move. You grab his sliding hands, guiding them to your tits, squeezing on them with his hands. This sobered you up to how close he was to you, feeling the heat of his breath on your neck.

You smiled at Barry through hazy eyes, watching as he used one hand to smoke his blunt and the other resting on his crotch.

Rafe whispered in your ear, “This okay princess?”

Your “mmmhm” was all he needed as he started planting kisses on your neck, his hands moving down to grip harshly on your hips. He found the soft spot on your neck and sucked, evoking a small moan from you.

“Country clubs got ya fucked up, huh, princess?” Barry says, locking eyes with you as Rafe continues to attack your neck.

You vite your lip to suppress a moan, feeling rafe get hard on your ass “mmmf” is all your foggy head can get out, before you realize barry has gotten up and is walking towards the two of you.

“Can’t expect me to sit here and not join,” he smiles as he comes close and kisses you, placing his hands on your waist. Barry doesn’t waist time, sticking his tongue down your throat as he slips a hand down your waistband.

It was all too much. Rafes hard dick on your ass, placing kisses down your neck, while barry kisses you deep and plants his fingers on your pussy

“We’ll take good care of you baby” Rafe slurrs as his hands make it back up to your tits, more aggressively this time.

“Gotta get princess out of her clothes so we can see her pretty tits, hm, country club?” Barry smirks as he rips your shirt over your head, Rafe undoing the claps of your bra to let your breast spill out.

“Fuck” the guys say in uníson, making themselves laugh. It hits you how tucked up you all are right now.

“You’re a pretty girl, princess” Rafe whispers in your ear, sending a chill down your spine.

“So pretty” Barry agrees “Gonna be our girl for the night princess? Can you do that for us?” Barry asks

“Yes, i can be your girl” You tell them, excited to see where this night will take you.

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend's have always been competitive, what happens when you want to have a baby and they all want to contribute? Breeding season is open!

Cw: Lots of cum, the boys are crazy for reader, competition, lots of swearing, lots of smut, heavy breeding kink, big dicks, belly bulges, cum inflation, overall filth so, enjoy!

"No! I can do it better!"

"Dude you can't even hold your breath for one minute!"

"Says who?!"

"Me that I had to pull your ass out of the pool last summer!"

The bickering continues as you try and zone out of it, your boyfriends always had something to fight about, snapping at each other and then making out furiously with each other

You have been dating Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove and Eddie Munson since 1985, the three boys ganged up on you one summer and since then they have been up your ass (literally)

It's fall in Hawkins of 1992, your favorite season of the year, perfect for taking walks around town with the constant bickering of your boys, that are no longer boys but grown ass men that fight like they're still in highschool

You're walking at the front of them three, wearing a sweater as the cold wind blows through you, you sigh when you see a couple with their baby, wrapped in a bundle as they sit at the kid's park, happily taking care of their first born that plays in the games, you stop to stare at them, dreamily imagining the woman as yourself and your boyfriends

"Y/n? Y/n you okay?" You hear Steve talk to you as he places his hands on your shoulders "Baby..."

"I-I-" you begin, the other two men stopping their chatting "I want to have a baby" you finally say, making them three perk up

Their eyes lock on what you're seeing and their hearts melt, something awakening in them

"You sure about it?" Billy asks you, you turn to look at them

They have changed with the years, Billy has a dad bod, he still works out but has kept a belly and has a scruff on his chin and a mustache, his mullet is still here, but a little bit shorter, Steve remains with his perfect coifed hair, but a beard is evident in his face, he has the same complexion as always and Eddie, he has more tattoos, his hair is still long but he now ties it up, and he has the biggest beard of them all.

You have aged too, beautifully as they say, and you have been thinking about it for a long time, not just right now, you want a family and you want it with them and now, you switched your birth control for vitamins some months ago and now you're ready to have the talk

"Yes, I'm ready and I want a baby, from one of you, all of you" you say

The idea of three babies, one for each man makes you feel so full and happy

You imagined them all as girls, because believe me, they're all a girl dad

One cute blonde girl, with ocean eyes, you would name her Maysie, one with straight brown hair and freckles, that would be Alice, and an unruly head of curls and doe eyes would be Amelia

They were looking at you like they wanted to eat you alive, they wanted this and they wanted to see you pregnant, so, another competition started

~•~

"No! No! No! You do it like this okay?!"

"Get out of the way Munson, I can do it better!"

"Your mom can do it better!-sorry sweetheart"

You rolled your eyes at their antics, tired of them not pleasing you so you sat up, butt naked in front of them in the bed

"Okay enough!" They all look at you "Billy, you fuck Eddie, Steve come here and fuck me already!"

They scrambled to do as they're told, moans filling the room as Billy starts to fucks into Eddie's tight ass

"Fuck! You're so tight" he moans as he starts to set a brutal pace

Eddie is just a moaning mess, meanwhile Steve is buried in your pussy, hips snapping against your's as his huge cock fills you up

"Fuck baby, you're so wet for me" he moans, holding your legs up in a mating press, he wanted to get you pregnant probably the most

"Mmmm Steve, gonna cum baby" you moan at him, sloppily making out as he whines into your mouth from how you clench around him

"Gonna cum baby, fuck, fuck!" He whined as he stills inside you, groaning loudly

You're snapped out of your thoughts by Eddie's protests of wanting to cum

"No, it's my turn to fuck our girl, can't waste my cum in you" Billy said

Turning you on your belly he angles his dick and fills you up, your eyes roll back and you feel him bulge in your belly, he's probably the biggest one of them three, he fucks into you brutally, just as he was fucking Eddie a while ago

Meanwhile Eddie and Steve make out as they masturbate each other, whining into each other's mouths

"Mmmm gonna fill you up baby, fuck I'm so close"

The mix of your cum and Steve's makes it easier for him to fuck into you, still tight around his cock nonetheless

"Fuck baby, you're milking me so good~" he moans

You feel your climax approaching, being overstimulated already, you cum hard around his cock, queening him like a viper, delicious

"Fuuuuck" he groans filling you with his cum

"Get your hands off me Harrington!" You hear Eddie whining behind you

Soon his calloused hands grab you, laying you on your side as he thrusts into you next to your twitching body

His dick was big too, actually all of them are, you were so lucky you got three boys with huge dicks all for you

"Fuck baby, so wet, your pussy is such a mess" he said in your ear

Holding your leg up while he thrusts into you, making out with him while the other two clean each other up

With a loud moan into Eddie's mouth you came again, he thrusted into you so hard he moved you up the bed, and he came into you

"It will definitely take"

~•~

Some months later, you started to show pregnancy signs, vomits, nausea and some cravings

So you got a test done and...

"It's positive!"

The three men cheered, they didn't care who the father was, they were happy they were having a baby!

The pregnancy was beautiful, your boys took great care of you, your belly grew bigger each month and when you went to know what gender your baby was you were so happy it was a girl!

When said baby was born, you could definitely tell whose baby it was

"Welcome to the world Amelia" you said to the head of curls wrapped in a bundle, cooing back at you

Amelia Munson grew slowly, she was just like her dad, she learnt how to crawl really late, she didn't know how to sit properly without falling to her side and giggling, she loved loud noises so when her dad played guitar she would yell and coo at him, finally when she was 1 year old, you were pregnant again

With Amy being all chaotic and you being pregnant as fuck, Eddie took it in him to take care of his daughter and you, while the other two worked and provided to the house

When your second girl was born, she had a head of brown hair and freckles, Steve's daughter, Alice Harrington was beautiful, just like you predicted it

"Amy! Don't poke your sister's eyes!" You said at the girl who was curious about her sister in her cradle

Amy was growing bigger with time, being more chaotic and unruly, truly like a Munson, meanwhile Alice was calm and collected, they were two and 1 year old now

Your girls were so beautiful, and they seemed to get along greatly, now you just needed a final baby, a Hargrove baby

And said baby came soon enough

The curly blonde baby joined the family some months later, she was just as beautiful, Maysie Hargrove was a copy of her dad

One year later...

With your family now all big and beautiful you were more than happy, complete

You sighed happily as you watched Steve and Eddie play with their girls while Billy carried his girl, too afraid of letting her explore

You were so happy with the family you've built, complete...

Breeding season did catch...