#they made this place to EACAPE your shit!!!!

[legallypumpkinn]

Ygs… as long as whatever you r doign isn’t harming anyone or doesn’t have the ability to harm anyone in the future….. fuckign do it. ‘Ohh but it’s cringe!’ stfu. I do not fuckign care. ‘But people might make fun of me!’ do they have a valid reason to criticize you? No? Then keep doing what makes you happy!!!!!!!

[criminalslovefiction]

A Dream Cum True

***By Request***

A Dream Cum True

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A/N:

Set back on the M.O.I.

For those who don’t know, Maines actual name is Michael Creed

Sorry this is late! I have a friend visiting and forgot to find the time to write.

Word Count : 1638

Figures, the first one of my stories I publish on here is smut. Of course.

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***Warning : Graphic Lemon/Smut Ahead (For those not familiar with those terms...Sex, people fucking okay?)***

---Your P.O.V.---

“Hey (Y/N)!” I turned around to see York waving in my direction, “Hey York, what’s up man?”

As he came closer I could see a smug grin plastered on his face. “Well…You know, Maine went to his room about thirty minutes ago to go and get something and I can’t get him to come out. I was wondering if you could try?...Considering how close you two are?”

I could feel the blush on my face rise as he finished, but a frown also came with it, “York, I’ll help you...and you obviously know that I like him but he doesn’t swing that way man. So just drop it okay?” I had liked Maine for a while now. While most people were scared of how he never talked and his excessive amount of strength, I had to admit that it turned me onto no end. I mean think about how the skills he learned in the field could transition into the bedroom...Wait shit nows not the time.

“Look, (Y/N). Just tell him, and even if he doesn’t swing that was you know it won’t let him do his work. Now, go get him out and maybe some more...” With a final wink as he started walking he was gone.

You know what, fuck it. Yorks right, hell maybe I’ll even get laid.

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I took a breath in front of Maines door, he rarely locked it but no one ever just walked in. I decided against knocking since I never do when he’s in a mood, I just go and sit with him so he knows someone's there.

However, when I get there I greeted with a completely different sight. Making sure to be silent as I enter and shut the door I look over to the middle of the room.

Maine was out of his armour in only his sweat pants, which were around his thighs as he lay on his bed, head slightly thrown back, his mouth slightly open in pleasure as he pumped himself with one hand.

I could feel myself staring at him, his bare muscles, his chest falling and rising quickly as he pleasured himself… and his fucking cock, god damn. I could feel the bulge growing in my pants as I started to think about my hands around his cock instead, pumping him as my head slowly sucked him off teasingly.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard him finish himself, “(Y/N)! Fuck…” I started to bit my lip as I watched him slid out from the opposite side of the bed from where I was standing. Then I got an idea....

I backed up against the door and started to palm myself through my sweats, then heard a soft moan escape my lips.

Maine whipped around, his entire body tensed and a red blush spread across his cheeks. I simply locked eyes with him and smirked, “Fuck, you don’t know how hot it was hearing you moan my name as you fucked yourself. I just couldn’t hold it in.” Any fear from before was left behind as I gave him a challenging look, as to tell him to come here and show me what he’s really made of.

His entire face heated up a lightish red, then staring at me intently, eyes filled with lust as he

slowly walked over.

His eyes connected with mine as he took my hand off my pants and pinned them both next to my head, pressing his body flush to mine so I could feel his bulge against mine.

I slowly leant my head forward and connected hip lips with mine, starting off as a gentle kiss. Both of us showing the other our affection, our love. Then something overcame the both of us, a hunger, after see eat other in a pleasured state and knowing the other was the cause. A soft and slow kiss turned passionate and lust driven, his hands tightened around my wrists as I bit at the bottom of his lip asking for entry. He easily obliged and our tongues fought for dominance in the others mouth, constantly wrapping around each other and pushing against the other, teeth clashing when the other pushed too hard.

A load groan escaped us both as I pressed my hips up and started to rub my cock against his in a slow, agonizing pace until he can’t take it anymore. He takes his hands from my wrists and lifts me by my hips and I wrap my legs around his waist as he quickly carries me to the bed and fall on top of me and we both land on the soft sheets.

I tore my shirt over my head as fast as I could and met his lips again, then kissed down his jaw to his neck as started biting his exposed skin. After Slightly darkening his skin I feel a strong hand reach up and slam me back on the bed by my neck. His hand loosens a bit and gives a look as if to ask permission. This kinky bastard.

I give him a sly grin and nod my head, “Keep your hands to your sides, and when you come I want you to scream my name. You understand?” He tell me in a deep and husky voice. As he finished he used his other hand to cup me through my sweats. “Y-yes Michael…”

“Do you want a safe word?” His voice still lustful, but holding concern, “Yes, let’s just use Creed. Short and Sweet.” I say and give him a reassuring smile.

His lips come down to my neck, giving several marks to show who my heart now belongs to. He takes a moment to take off his shirt and slowly undo his pants while kissing down my chest to the hem of my pants. After all this clothes are off makes quick work of removing mine, I try to help pull them down but in one quick movement both my hands are pinned above my head and another is on my throat, “I said hands to your side, or I might just deny you your satisfaction.”

I hear a small whimper eacape my lips as I give him an eager nod. He quickly discards of my pants with his hands before grabbing the lube from a nearby drawer and setting it on the side of the bed.

One hand came up to my throat and gave a small squeeze before using the other slowly stroke my cock.

“F-fuck...please Michael.” A smirk developed on his face and he decided to grab the lube, coating three of his fingers. He slowly inserted one finger into my ass, giving me time to adjust before he started thrusting it in and out.

After a few seconds he added another finger making sure to go knuckle deep, a string of curse words escaping my lips. I looked down to see him add a third finger, pumping inside me faster and starting to curl his fingers every time, making me moan even louder. I could see the precum dripping from his cock as he slowly took his fingers out and spreading lube on himself. The hand around my throat tightened as he inserted the head of his cock inside of me. I heard him give a small moan as he stopped and gave me a moment to adjust to his size then putting my legs on his shoulders.

“Just fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you can Michael.”

Almost immediately, he placed his other hand on my hip and slid himself fully inside me, “F-fuck!” I could hear myself yell.

He started off slow and moaning when his cock was fully enveloped in my ass.

“God Damnit...I’ve been wanting to fuck you since the day I first saw you in the locker room.” He started thrusting even harder, you could hear the skin slapping together every time. “Ooooh, god, then fuck me, fuck me until I cum all over your chest and you fill me with your -ah- god fuck!”

He angled himself so that he was hitting my prostate with every thrust. Making me a moaning mess just like him. Both of us screaming curse words as his thrusts became sporadic and his hand tightened around my neck almost choking me, but instead earning a loud moan of pleasure.

“Mic-chael!!” I could hear myself scream his name as he continued to thrust himself inside of me while I came all over his chest, he soon reached his climax after, “(Y-Y/N)), Fuck!...holy fuck.” I could feel the warm sensation inside of me as he came, taking his hand off my throat and kissing me on the lips before pulling out and flopping down beside me on the bed. Both of us still in a daze of pleasure.

“Fuck that was good. Please don’t tell me that was a one time thing.” He looked over at me and smirked before propping himself up on one elbow and locking our lips in a gentle kiss, “I sure as hell am not not letting you go now.”

I gave him a small laugh as I realized something, “Good, but we may have to take it easy next time. I’m gonna have to explain to York why I came in here to get you and left with hickeys and choke marks.”