#we cant take this when me move bud

[theunspeakablehorror]

This is Romeo's sink. He loves his sink. Nothing but him can be in the sink.

[cyber333angel]

a few people wanted the drabble of sitting on jjs face so here it is!

your boyfriend had been away on a pogue adventure all day leaving you alone in your shared apartment. needy for him but not having him here to help you release, you tried everything from your small hands (which couldn’t do the job, not like jj’s calloused and rough hands which gets you in all the right spots) to the little pink bullet vibrator jj keeps in a drawer when he plays with you(only climaxing when he has his dick buried deep inside of you holding the vibrator to your clit). none of it was doing what you really needed it to do like your jj so you text him. moving your panties to the side and taking a selfie of your painfully wet cunt you text him, “want you home jayj..” with an attachment.

jj’s phone pings in his back pocket, taking it out he sees a message from you“hooooly fuck..woah..uh guys there’s like a family emergency back home like—a car crash a terrible terrible crash so imma dip and we can “reconcile” this like tomorrow, yeah?” the pogues look at him with a disgusted face, and john b speaks up, “ew dude, we know it’s your girlfriend. you better come back tomorrow we have a lea—oh whatever.” he stops talking, seeing jj put on his helmet and get on his bike, starting the gear. about 10 minutes later jj bust through the door to see you in silk but slightly sheer pink, nightgown.

he basically pounces on you right then and there. grabbing your head and kissing you deeply, exchanging saliva from the both of your tongues. jj pulls back “babycakes you can’t send me something like that and..wear something like this. it’s bad for my heart im telling ya.” you giggle at his deprivation, taking your hands and lifting your skirt up you show him your exposed cunt. “s’achey down there jayj.. need you to make me cum!” wet slick dripping down your thigh, jj almost throttles “oh jesus..you drive me fucking crazy.” he grabs you from the waist, hoisting you up on his shoulder and runs into your shared bedroom. making out with you he lays his head down on the pillow, grabbing you to straddle his chest. “get on top sweet girl, if y’re so needy you can ride my face.” you whimper at the suggestion and shake your head frantically. “jayj I cant do that! what if I suffocate you!” he rolls his eyes “baby the best way to die would honestly be in between-“ you cover his mouth with your hands preventing him from finishing the embarrassing sentence. “okay okay! ill do it.”

“atta girl.” you get closer to jj’s face, thighs hovering over him as you grip the headboard. “papa your face is gonna get messy!” he gets impatient with your excuses “that’s just fine sweet cheeks, but this not what mean-“ he grabs your thighs and pulls you down to mouth, mumbling “dis is what I meant.” you shiver at the contact, jj thrusts his tongue up into your cunt, slurping at your juices. “y’always taste so fuckin delicious baby..fuck.” he moves to your sensitive bud sucking knit gently and rolling it in his mouth “angh, jj your makin me feel s-so good, oh god!” he hooks his arm from under your thigh and starts rubbing your clit, sticking his tongue back into your pulsing hole. “go on princess, try to grind that sweet pussy on my tongue.” you grip the headboard, helping your balance to move your lower body forward and backwards in a slow pace. “mmmh it feels so good papa! oh your gonna make me cum!” you hear the squelches of your needy cunt and you clench around jj’s tongue. grinding yourself across his face to climax, your clit stroking on him. “f-fuck papa..s’good..” you mind going blank from the intense climax, you twitch and hover off jj’s face falling on his chest. jj sits up grabbing you by the shoulders to hug you, seeing the wet spot seethe through his pants. “well fuck babydoll..all your fussing made me cum too..shit.”

[crestapex]

Yesss we love a foodie simon!

Mans will tear up some fried rice and then fuck up some rotisserie chickens 2 min later. Yall stupid if u think u can leave 2 big plates unattended with him. 3 slurps and its gone.

If hes dating and u cant finish ur food he gladly finish it for u. Gets lowkey offended when i pull the plate back and tell him u just ate off that plate/fork. Like wtf u mean i cant eat off ur plate/fork it doesnt matter bc I kiss u anyways SO LET ME FUCKIN EAT😫

Hes the type to eat from the pot/pan. Like as soon as u tell him the food is ready hes already digging in the pressure cooker with a spoon.💀

Yeah-no, ‘cause he’s definitely the type to look at you all confused when you don’t just give him your plate and instead try to shove your uneaten food on to his. He’s quirking his brow, looking at you like, ‘Hello? My tongue has literally been inside you.’ 🤨 And he just gently takes your plate and fork out of your hands while staring at you, nodding in disapproval.

Update: sort of part two.

And “3 slurps and it’s gone” PLEASE, I’M DONE. Also, I just couldn’t stop myself from writing a (semi) little blurb. 🤭 Now introducing big boy helping you cook!

You stand at the stove, wooden spoon in one hand, and switching from spice to spice with the other. Your eyes stay focused on the silver pot below, nearly filled to the brim with hot, simmering soup. It’s one of your own recipes, fresh and homemade from start to finish. The savory smell fills the kitchen, and having certainly flooded into the other rooms of your shared flat. As it appears you’re not the only one who favors this recipe, someone else clearly does as well.

You try your best not to acknowledge the beast of a man looming over you too much, instead letting him quietly watch as you work your magic. Simon’s hand rests on the counter beside the stove, his other hand opting to rest knuckle-first on his hip. Sure, he mostly chooses to remain silent, but he has no problem reaching for and handing you a utensil or spice—often times before you can, and even before you can ask him to do so.

Every now and again you’ll find yourself having to step away for a minute, and a minute is all he needs. All the time he needs to inch over to your spot and take a hold of the wooden spoon, gently stirring the soup. All the time he needs to lift the spoon and bring it to his lips, slurping up the smallest amount it could possibly take to drench his taste buds, no matter how steaming hot it is. And all the time he needs to lower the spoon back into the pot and swiftly move back into position, just as you begin to turn around and make your way back over to the stove.

And you pretend you don’t notice, you like to pretend you didn’t just catch Simon from out the corner of your eye sneak a bit into his system. Though you can’t help but silently laugh to yourself as he lightly pushes a spice in your direction with his thumb, his own, kind way of telling you it needs just a little bit more!

[cheriladycl01]

I cant do this anymore - George Russell x Wolff! Reader P2

Plot: You are the daughter of Toto Wolff team principle of Mercedes-AMG Petronius, you’ve worked your whole life to become an Engineer. However, your dad has other ideas for you and doesn’t want you to become a race engineer. You start to confide more in the Red Bull racing Team Principle to help you get an engineering job, and see him as a present father figure.

A/N hope you guys eat this up

Credit to russellius for the GIF

“Max, hey bud” Charles says walking up to Max, patting him on the back. The group formed around Sergio, Dani and Max. All of them wanting to know why Y/N was in the Red Bull garage.

“Hello Charles” Max smiles taking a long sip from his team water bottle.

“So why was mini Wolff sneaking around here, is she with one of you, well more likely Sunshine Boy over here?” Alex asks, hoping for his prediction to be right, obviously thinking Dani to be the most likely choice considering both Max and Sergio were off the market.

“Unfortunately no” Dani sighs dramatically leaning against the wall.

“One of your fine engineers then maybe?” He adds, he wanted to be right. Lily and Y/N were close friends and Lily had admitted that she had been acting strange for the last few months. Kind of like when she has a secret new boyfriend who she thinks her dad won’t approve off, just slightly different. He trusted Lily on her judgements and didn’t think she’d be wrong.

“No, not that we are aware of” Sergio admits, looking between Max and Dani to see if any of them had anything else to admit, but they both kept quiet. George and Lando looked between each other, wondering why else she would be here.

“Well I’m sure Toto won’t mind me telling him his daughter was nearing around the Red Bull garage” George admits, a scowl on his face.

“Don’t tell him” Max says, his husky voice deepening, glaring back at George.

“You can’t stop me, he’s my team principle. I can tell him anything” George retorts, George had a crush on you for back in his Williams days, and the minute he moved closer to you in Mercedes it was even more prominent. Toto had learned of this and forbid him from ever actually doing anything about his feelings for you. So anything that affected you, or something that was a suspected harm to you George would for sure be all over trying to help you.

“Look, if you don’t want to hurt her… like we all know you don’t. Then you won’t stay anything alright” Max says getting all up close to George, before tapping shoulders as he walks off into the hospitality of Red Bull. Sergio and Daniel follow after him leaving the four confused at Max’s odd words.

“What the hell was that about” Lando asks, he knew Max struggled with his anger but there wasn’t exactly anything to be angry about. Lando knew Y/N they were very very close. So the fact that all of this was going on was making his head spin.

“I have no clue, but I think we should talk to her” Alex admitted.

“She isn’t going to talk to us though, not with the way she ran off today” Charles offers.

“This is a job for Lily and Alex” Alex admits knowing how close the three girls were. In their free time on race weekends they’d all go for lunch and out for shopping and often had girlie spa vacations together.

Thursday came around very quickly, and you’d made your way to the Red Bull garage in the early hours of the morning, Christian had been there waiting for you and handed you the team shirt that you would wear while you worked here. You guys had joked about potentially making a campfire so that you could burn your Mercedes gear, but Christian said that that was going a little bit too far.

Now it was halfway through the day, and all the team principles were in a meeting, one that was being held on media day by Sky Sports.

“So Christian have you managed to find anyone to be Max's race engineer for this race that is up to the standard of his last who will be out for a long period of time" Martin Bundle asks.

"We have in fact, are we allowed to have her come up on stage for introductions?" he asks pulling his mic a little closer to him.

"Oh woah, how does Max feel about having a female engineer?" a random reporter from the back shouts, making Christian frown at the question.

"Well, he is sad to see his current engineer go as they have been together for a while now, but he's very welcoming to the idea of having someone new" Christian says, currently Max's PR manager was trying to get you to go up on stage and sit in the seat next to Christian but you pulled your Red Bull cap down, trying to stay as low-key as possibly.

"Y/N come on you have to go there!" she offers trying to get you to go up on stage.

You eventually get pushed up on stage, back to the cameras and the cap completely covering your face. Your head stayed down the whole time before taking your seat.

"Show them" Christian whispers to you, you lift you head up looking at all the reporters in front of you. Camera flashes erupt throughout the room the minute they spot you.

"Is that Y/N Wolff?" One of the reporters asks in shock, making Christian look at you with a proud smile.

"I'm extremely happy and proud to confirm that Y/N Wolff will be joining us as Max Verstappen's engineer until further notice" he beams, pulling you in for a hug.

"Toto? Did you know about this?" Martin asks, looking over to the older male whose face was full of anger, disappointment and betrayal.

"No" he answers bluntly crossing his arms over his chest.

"How do you feel about this?"

"Well, I don't think its good sportsmanship at all, I should have been told about this. I have been betrayed by my own flesh and blood" he sneers looking over at you, your head tilting down.

"And Y/N what made you make this change?"

"Let's just say, Mercedes weren't giving me opportunities, that Red Bull now are" you smile, you stay by Christians side for the rest of the meeting before leaving only to find most of the drivers all waiting for you in a communal area.

"Well done we're proud of you. And i cant wait for testing tomorrow!" Max says pulling you into a hug.

"How could you do this to your dad, he's given you everything" George shouts pushing Max away from her and stepping up to her. Lando and Alex come up either side of him to make sure he doesn't actually do anything to hurt his imagine.

"I - I wasn't happy..." you started but get interrupted by him again.

"What, not happy being a golden child? Not happy being born into wealth and not having too do anything because daddy paid for everything. Not happy that your clothed in designer brands everyday, or that you travel in a private jet all around the world. Is that not enough?" he shouts at her, he kept walking closer and closer to her, backing her up until she was against a wall. All the other drivers followed, Lando even trying to pull George back by his wrist was was flicked off the second there was contact.

"George" Alex starts, not liking how close he was. But with all the commotion and all the shouting, Toto also decided to join the group of drivers surrounding you. Shouting and asking why you'd left Mercedes for Red Bull.

In the state of things your mind couldn't keep up with everything that was being thrown at you, your voice was week as you quality started to beg them to stop. Your hands came up over your ears everything getting too much. Tears were forming in your eyes, and your legs gave out as your back slid down the wall, your shaking form now on the floor.

"EVERYONE BACK UP" you hear as voice shout. Within seconds someone is helping you up, while helping you to walk to the garage.

"Hey hey hey, its okay, its okay" Christian says to you as he holds your shaking body, hugging you tightly to your chest while brushing your hair comfortingly.

"I I" you stutter not not actually be able to breath.

"He shouldn't have said that you, and the others should have done more to stop him. I'm sorry i wasn't there. Max came and got me, I told him to come back here" he explained as you sobbed more into his chest.

The thought of someone who was once your friend turning on you saying such horrible and disgusting things about you, was something you didn't think you'd ever have to experience.

"Maybe he's right though" you said in a small voice.

"No he's not and tomorrow with Max will prove that to you" he smiles, getting up and holding his hand out for her.

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[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

bestie i can’t stop thinking about aemond being super into overstimming his partner i’m begging you to write smthn about it

You sent this in June, and I am so, so sorry! I hope you've hung in there and that this was worth the wait.

Warnings: Smut, overstimulation, slight dubcon, dacryphilia. Word count: ~800

Aemond rolls off of her, slipping out of her as his cock softens, his breathing heavy, utterly spent.

His wife is quick to snuggle against him, the light perspiration of her flesh mixing with his own, warming his side as her fingertips trail delicately over the planes of his chest as it rises and falls with rapidity.

He wraps an arm around her and already she is pressing herself against him like a feline in heat, her hips canting against his thigh as she looks up at him through hooded eyes.

Wanton little thing.

He hums lowly, stroking her hair away from her temple and regarding her with a smirk. "Has your husband not sated you, sweet wife?"

"Mmmm...he has," she says softly, "but I simply cannot get enough."

"You are insatiable," he murmurs, "I shall need a moment to recover though."

"I do not," she quips with a mischievous smile.

Aemond raises an eyebrow in curiosity. "What do you mean?"

"Women do not need to recover between peaks in the same way that men do. We can reach fulfilment multiple times without the need for rest," she tells him.

He considers this, eyeing her face carefully as he traces her jawline with his forefinger. "And how many times are you able to peak?"

She shrugs lightly. "I am unsure."

Aemond pulls away, sitting up on his haunches before dragging her towards him by her thighs.

She squeals in protest, clinging to the sheets. "What are you doing?" She asks, eyes wide.

"Finding out for myself," he says matter of factly, eye fixated on the slick of her cunny, pearlescent drops of his spend leaking from it.

He gathers it between his forefingers, spreading it through her folds, causing her hips to jerk as she whines. He circles her pearl, applying the slightest pressure and she shudders.

"It--it is too much," she whimpers, attempting to angle her hips away from him.

He brings his palm down sharply between her legs, creating a loud slap, and she yelps.

"You wished to boast about how many times you are able to peak," he says, his tone mocking. "I would hate to think that my pretty little wife is a liar, so allow me the courtesy of giving you the pleasure you were so desperate for."

Aemond's gaze darkens as he resumes his ministrations against her bud, watching her splayed out beneath him, eyes glossy and lips parted as she mewls piteously.

Her hips buck, her face contorting in a mixture of pain and pleasure, and he knows she has reached her end as she cries out, body shuddering as arousal leaks from her, wetting the sheet beneath them.

"That's two," he says impassively, moving his fingers away from her sensitive bundle of nerves when he notices how she twitches and spasms at his touch. "Let's try something different for your third."

"Aemond, please, I cannot take anymore," she pleads with him.

"But I am a dutiful husband, and I will not leave you wanting for anything," he slips two fingers inside of her, his breath catching as he feels the warmth and wetness of her body welcome his intrusion, gripping him tightly. "I feel how much you want me."

He crooks his fingers upwards, seeking out the spot inside of her that he usually aims to nudge against when he ruts into her, knowing it brings her pleasure.

He feels it; soft, spongy and yet slightly rougher feeling than the rest of her.

There it is.

He focuses all of his attention on that, pumping his fingertips against it, listening intently as the cadence of his wife's moans and cries of ecstasy grow louder and more intense.

Tears form along her lash line, before rapidly spilling over, rolling down her cheeks. He reaches out his free hand, wiping them away with his thumb before swiping it against her bottom lip, enjoying how utterly submissive she looks in this moment.

The very idea that he can hurt her, control her, all the while making her feel dizzying gratification causes his manhood to begin to stir again. He feels himself grow painfully hard as she clenches ceaselessly around his digits, on the verge of toppling over the edge and he speeds up his movements until he brings her to release again.

Her entire body is trembling as he withdraws his fingers, her voice hoarse. "Please," she whispers, "no more."

Aemond nods, a malicious smile tugging at his lips as he moves to hover over her.

"But it appears I am now recovered, little one, and it would be selfish of you to find release three times, but deny me a second. So, you will be good for me, and you will take it, won't you?"

He pushes back inside as he sees her nod weakly. "There's a good girl."

[arlerts-angel]

—✮⋆˙ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐔𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃, 𝐈'𝐌 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃!

✦ a/n: please don't romanticize this irl | armin is your jealous best friend | enjoy!! 😚

✦ pairing: armin arlert x fem!reader

✦ taglist: @ringsofsaturnnnn @dilfkentolover @ambassadorarlert @i-literally-cant-with-this

✦ warnings: cheating | coercion | ooc armin? | pet names: angel, baby, pretty girl | oral sex (f) | orgasm control | nipple stimulation | unprotected penetrative sex (piv) | amateur porn | creampie | you both send the video to your bf lol | reader is racially + bodily ambiguous :)

✦ word count: 985

armin hates your boyfriend.

he just doesn't understand what you see in him. he could treat you so much better... why can't you see that? if you won't take him at his word, he thinks, he'll just have to show you instead.

it wouldn't be the first time the topic of leaving your boyfriend came up in conversation, but it typically didn't get as tense until now. his hand gently caresses your thigh as he leans in close to you. he watches the hair on your skin raise at his touch.

his lips curl into a devilish grin. "let me show you how you could be feeling, y/n. you don't know what you're missing."

you knew better, in your right mind, but nothing felt more right than being this wrong. his hot breath against your skin and his hand sliding further up your thigh makes your pussy ache, further clouding your judgement.

"armin, we—"

"we what? shouldn't do this? no, angel. you shouldn't. but you want to, yeah? i can tell. just say the word." he breathes, tracing his fingertips across your inner thigh.

you sigh. he's right; he always is. he can read you like a book and you both know it. "one time won't hurt, right?" you think, then nod in agreement. "o-okay. just this once though."

he moves quickly to get you out of your clothes. he swipes his finger up and down your slit, collecting your sticky slick on the tip before circling your clit. "mmm. your pussy's so wet for me. you want me more than you realize, huh angel?" he taunts, moving his finger down to your entrance. he pushes his finger into you and pumps teasingly. armin lowers his head then flicks his tongue lightly against your clit, causing you to arch your back and buck your hips against his face.

"slow down there, angel... if i wanted you in control you'd be riding my face. we're going at my pace, understand?" you nod in agreeance, much to your chagrin. "good." he replies before returning his tongue to your swollen bud, this time with a bit more vigor. you reach down and grab his hair as a familiar flutter in stomach begins. "armin–! please i-i'm gonna c–! ahg!"

"what's that, angel? i didn't quite get that." he says condescendingly and lifts his head to look at you, rubbing your clit tauntingly.

"i'm close..." you breathe. he watches your chest rise and fall.

"really? already? your poor excuse of a boyfriend... he's never tasted your sweet pussy, has he? tell me... how many times do you have to fake it with him? when was the last time he made you cum?" his words hit like a ton of bricks. your boyfriend never went down on you but always expected you to. he used to make you cum early on, but admittedly the spark has faded. "your silence says it all, pretty girl."

he dives back in between your legs, licking and sucking on your clit hungrily and fucking two of his slender fingers into you. for the moment his motive shifted from proving himself right to making you feel better than you had in quite a while. his hand slides up your body to massage your perky tits and pinch your nipples gently.

"ah–! armiiiin–!" you moan as a rush of the senses washes over your body. your legs tense and shake as you ride out the height of your orgasm, slurring curses under your breath as you collect your thoughts. he takes a final slurp of your juices and you jolt at the sudden stimulation.

"felt good, yeah? i'm not done with you yet, though." he winks and presses his lips against yours. you unhesitatingly return the kiss, subsequently tasting yourself. you moan into his mouth as he teases your cunt with the tip of his cock. "hope missionary's alright. it's my favorite." he smiles and pushes his length further into you — hissing as your walls clench and suck him in. you shut your eyes blissfully as his cock fills you. he reaches besdies you for your phone and opens the camera.

"fuck, you feel so good." he groans, aiming the camera down at his cock thrusting slowly in and out of you and his thumb swiping your sensitive clit at the same pace. you open your eyes to see him with your phone out.

"you're—ah!—recording?" you ask, already stupidly drunk on his cock. "mhm. we're gonna send this to your stupid boyfriend. you gonna leave him for me aren't you angel? tell him how good my cock feels." he growls and thrusts into your pussy faster and harder.

he pans the camera up to your nodding head. "feels good 'min", you moan, "you fuck me so good. so much better than him." you look at the camera and armin groans.

"keep looking at the camera baby... just like that. fuck you're so pretty." he huffs, panning the camera back down to your pussy getting fucked.

"ngh–! gonna cum again-!" you mewl as your walls tighten around his length and your second orgasm washes over you. his thrusts become gradually sloppier as he gets closer to his orgasm.

"taking my cock so good baby. can't get enough. y'gonna milk me dry" he mutters under his breath. he inhales sharply and his cock twitches with each spurt of cum. "fuuuuck–take it baby, take it just like that." he groans as the final string of cum shoots out. he lets his cock soften inside you as he catches his breath, then points the camera at your pussy dripping with his cum.

he presses the button to stop recording then hands you your phone. he kisses you, then asks if you're actually gonna send it to him. the two of you send the video to your now ex, and not even five minutes later, your phone starts to ring.

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[intotheficsofit]

MDNI💀 +18 Only

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My Roommates Brother

Alright everyone be nice it’s my first fic.

We gotta classic trope today, the MC & Todo have an apartment together. Todo-Choso-Yuji all brothers vibe modern au style. Todo & MC were classmates/sparing buddies when they both ended up needing a place around the same time, they are platonic and goofy/very bro/sis vibe but the MC finally meets Choso and is smittttten.

Use of she/her pronouns as well as more feminine styled pet names, obvi this is a Reader X Choso smutty mess of a fic! Advanced apologies for any typos, I hope you find some enjoyment out of this piece💗

Oh and minors GTFO!! This ain’t for y’all 👏🏼

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The hot water soothed my aching muscles after an intense training sesh with Todo. I bopped around slightly to the beat of the ‘This is CORPSE’ spotify mix as I sudsed my sweat away. I thought I heard Todo’s voice from outside the door, I pulled back the shower curtain to pop my head out and keep my body shielded by the dark colored material.

“DO YOU NEED SOMETHING?”

More mumbles, the running shower and my loud music muffling whatever he was trying to tell me. I’m not particularly worried about Todo seeing me like this, he’s very open with his own body and we usually didn’t mind walking around in our undies around one another. It wasn’t a sexual thing, he’s not my type and I’m not his - to which looks suspicious to some people considering we live together but that’s not any of our concern.

“OPEN THE DOOR I CANT HEAR YOU DUMMY.”

A click and turn and Todo swung the door wide open, someone was behind him that I only recognized from photos.

“JESUS NOT ALL THE WAY?! WHAT DO YOU WANT??”

His eyes widened as he closed it only enough to have his head in the room. I saw his brother behind him hide his face before the door cut off his sight of me in the shower.

“My brother came to visit! We’re going to pick up dinner what would you like!”

I laughed and shook my head.

“That’s what you were trying to scream through the door about? God Todo, just get me whatever you get. Thanks bud.”

“OF COURSE! Enjoy your shower!”

He closed the door and I couldn’t help but laugh to myself, he was a big sweet dummy. I did love him like family, even if he wasn’t the brightest at times. My mind wandered to the blushing and hidden face that stood behind him…Todo had shown me many photos of both his brothers and Choso was super cute…he told me about how he’s kinda kept to himself and that they really only see one another when Yuji insists on it. Both of them were wrapped around the sweet pink haired boys finger, and I can’t blame them. Yuji was a good boy and always smiling, if anyone disliked him I’d be surprised.

I might have searched up Choso’s socials a bit after Todo and I moved in together…he was hanging up photos in his room and needed my help…I made sure to ask all the important questions. Choso was a drummer who smoked a fuck ton of weed and liked to watch anime, so in other words my perfect match. He wore dark red or purple eyeshadow a lot and liked to paint his nails…the Gerard Way type as I like to call it. I wasn’t too embarrassed about him seeing me after taking note of his reaction…it’d be nice to finally get to know him over dinner…test the waters a bit.

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After getting out of the shower I half blow dried my curls so they looked somewhat neater than usual. Donning a little bit of mascara and smudging out my leftover liner, I threw on a white cropped tank top (that slightly showed my nipples and their piercings) and a pair of black leggings. I made my way down the hall towards Todo’s booming voice and the shuffling of bags.

“So what’s for dinner boys?”

I said as I toked on a blunt and approached them, a trail of smoke lining my previous path. I smiled sweetly at the two, Choso’s eyes widened and he grinned slightly as his cheeks turned pink. Todo of course gave me an ear to ear grin before explaining what he had ordered for us. I hovered over the counter and inhaled the delicious smells, humming in satisfaction. I took another hit from the blunt then held it out to Choso.

“Appetizer?”

He chuckled and took it from my fingers, after inhaling sexily through his mouth then nose he passed it back to me.

“Thanks..{Y/N} right?”

“That’s me.”

I winked at him as I inhaled deeply then passed it to Todo.

“You’re Choso right? It’s about time I met your other brother Todo.”

I playfully slapped at Todo’s arm, that was easily bigger than my head. He chuckled and passed the blunt across the counter to Choso before shoving me jokingly and making me stumble.

“You already kicked my ass earlier was that not enough you big oaf?”

A roar of a laughter erupted from Todo’s chest, he hooked his massive arm around my neck and pulled me to him lovingly like he would’ve Yuji. I clawed at his forearm, he was slightly choking me out.

“You’ve come so far in our spares, but you’ll never beat me little sis!”

I gagged slightly as I laughed.

“Out of everyone here I don’t want you to be the one choking me, let go!”

I jabbed my elbow into his toned gut as I struggled for freedom, not noticing how Choso reacted to my comment. He continued to laugh heartily and tussle my hair roughly before releasing me from his grasp. It wasn’t til then that we realized Choso choking on the weed smoke and poorly attempting to hide it.

“Are you okay baby brother?”

“D-Don’t…*cough cough*…don’t call me..*cough*..that I’m older…*cough cough*”

I grabbed a bottle of water from our fridge and came to Choso’s side to swap it out with the blunt. As he raised his head to drink the water he glanced at my concerned expression, his face was bright red from coughing so hard and tears pricked at the corners of his eyes.

“You gonna make it?”

I chuckled and rubbed his shoulder gently. He choked on the water…

“Goodness brother!”

Todo ran up behind him, I saw the fear ignite in Choso’s eyes as he knew what was coming next.

“Todo maybe don’t-“

My concerns were voiced too late, Todo smacked him on the back a couple times trying to help. Choso coughed a few more times but surprisingly, it did help him stop choking.

“God you brute..”

Choso mumbled as he regained his breath. I couldn’t help but giggle, covering my face in the process as he glared at Todo. The blunt was out and our food was getting cold at this point so we all convened in the living room to chow down. I snagged the remote before Todo could, we always argued on what to watch so the rule was whoever touched the remote first got dibs. Naturally, I turned on one of my comfort shows -One Punch Man- to which Todo groaned once I hit play on the first episode of season one.

“You told me you liked this one why are you moaning and groaning?”

“It’s always a different cartoon.”

“It’s anime.”

Choso and I barked at him in unison, to which we looked to one another and grinned as we found a common interest. (That I definitely didn’t already know about psssh)

“What’s this one about again?”

I proceeded to stuff my face and overdump the lore of the series, complaining about how more isn’t animated because the manga is so wonderfully complex. Todo then compared himself to that of Saitama with godlike strength, I didn’t deny him only to get him to continue to the next episode to see what would happen next. Choso ate quietly and watched us converse, I would glance to him now and then with a ‘you know what I’m trying to say’ or ‘you understand this more I’m sure’. He would smile and nod as he took careful bites, slowly clearing his plate. After a handful of episodes our bellies were full, Todo collected our trash and took it out, leaving Choso and I alone.

“Wanna smoke? I don’t know what he’s told you, but I smoke a lot so if it bothers you I can go to my room.”

“Oh no it’s fine, I do too..”

His voice was deep, slightly raspy. It made me feel the butterflies fighting in my stomach as he spoke. I smiled, standing from the couch I watched the way his eyes trailed down my body.

“Cool, I’ll go roll up real quick then. Obviously make yourself at home, you know where the bathroom is already.”

I giggled as I spoke to him, turning on my heels to head to my room and retrieve the smokeables. I heard Todo reenter our home and have a much more quiet conversation with his brother. I tried to peer down the hall to hear them but was unsuccessful. I threw on a cropped sweatshirt jacket and lit the blunt between my lips. As I tip toed down the hall, still trying to listen to their hushed conversation, the floorboards played against me as I neared the entrance of the room. The creaking made the two men dart their attention backwards towards me, I strolled in casually and tossed a blunt in front of Choso and a joint in front of Todo.

“Talking shit about me while I’m rolling up for you two?”

Choso nervously shook his head no while Todo laughed.

“Yes little sis, I was telling him how much you stink after training.”

“Oh I won’t deny that, but it’s still not as bad as when you get back from sparing with Yuji.”

I chuckled back at him as I tossed him a lighter. I nodded to the back door, that lead to our small balcony patio, while toking heavily. Todo nodded and rose from his seat, motioning his brother to follow us. The back door would stick shut now and then from one time when Todo ran into it and fucked up the frame, so I always had to have him open it, I was not strong enough.

Upon Todo yanking the door open, his arm swung backwards aggressively and caused me to stumble…directly into Choso. His arms wrapped around my waist and torso as I fell, his fingers accidentally brushing over my chest. For a split second I felt a tinge of fire inside me.

“Shit..are you okay?”

“Yeah, sorry for almost taking you out with me.”

“It wasn’t your fault, dumbass doesn’t know his own strength.”

We chuckled as I stumbled to my feet, Choso grabbed the dropped blunt and held it out to me with a smile. Todo hadn’t even realized what he’d done, proceeding to walk out onto our balcony and take a seat in his chair.

“You have got to be more aware of your surroundings dude.”

I spoke as I walked out and leaned against the railing to face him. He was puffing away on his tiny joint and already had some J-pop video pulled up on his phone. I scoffed and shook my head, turning to face the city and toke. Shit it went out. I went to turn around but Choso’s shoulder met mine as I spoke.

“Who has the-“

He was already holding the lighter out and wearing a beautiful smile.

“Oh, thanks ChoCho.”

“ChoCho?”

He giggled as he inhaled on his blunt, leaning over the railing beside me.

“I don’t know it just came out, that okay?”

“Yeah, thats fine. Sounds like something Yuji would say.”

He shook his head as his grin widened, I tried not to stare too long but he was very…pretty up close like this.

“He’s a sweetie, I love that kid.”

“You’ve met him?”

“He comes over a couple times a week, I school him in smash bros every time.”

He covered that gorgeous smile, laughing and turning over his shoulder to Todo before looking at me. His big brown eyes were shining with flecks of gold in the sunsets glow.

“Thanks for taking care of them..it’s not an easy task.”

“I think they’re good for me,”

I sighed, feeling the haziness settling in my eyes from the weed…maybe also from staring at the pretty emo boy.

“They remind me to not take shit so seriously all the time.”

We stared for a little too long in a sweet silence, I couldn’t help but take in all his features…I found my gaze darting to his lips and back to his eyes. He grinned, doing the same in response. Should I be doing this? That definitely ran through my head for a moment, but once he bit down on his bottom lip and looked out over the city again I felt myself pooling.

I reconnected my gaze to the horizon and puffed some more, my mind wandered to darker places..

“So what’s your favorite anime?”

“That’s a loaded question.”

I giggled, nodding in agreement.

“I’ve got time if you do.”

Spoken softly with a high smile, I peered to him from the corner of my eye. The blunt hung from his lips as he grinned, flashing me a similar look. We ended up getting into deep conversation about all our favorites and why they’re good in their own ways, all of which Todo was annoyed at. Mainly because he wanted us to play video games but we simply weren’t done discussing.

The sun had set, the chill of the night air began to nip at my skin sharply. I wasn’t sure when Todo had gone inside, but apparently we had been talking for a while. Thank god he left the door cracked at least, we trailed inside to escape the cold and to no surprise at all, Todo was passed out on the couch with some girly music mix playing semi-loudly on the tv. He could never hold his smoke, which is why I would usually give him a joint or a bowl instead of blunt or a dab. He must’ve been extra exhausted today.

We giggled at the sight, I pulled out my phone and snapped a quick picture, motioning a finger to my lips and a ‘shhh’ to Choso. He covered his mouth to muffle his laughter, I nodded my head for him to follow me down the hall. I led him to my room and closed the door behind us, finally letting out an audible laugh as I tossed my jacket onto my desk chair.

“I didn’t think he even smoked, I was surprised to see him with his own.”

“That is why he doesn’t often, he always passes out. I give him small stuff or a hit or two now and then when he’s in the mood for it.”

“Funny, that’s the first time I’ve ever smoked with him.”

“Have you not smoked with Yuji?”

“Yuji smokes?!”

“Oops.”

I covered my mouth as I stood with wide eyes.

“I wasn’t supposed to tell you that I guess.”

“I don’t care that he smokes, but I thought he’d at least come to me for it.”

“He brings his own over here and asks me to roll for him.”

“That little shit is stealing my weed.”

I erupted in laughter upon his realization, he shook his head and chuckled. I plopped down on my bed, the plush purple comforter poofing up slightly around me. I pat the spot next to be before reaching for the rolling tray and mason jar of weed on my nightstand. He gently took the seat beside me, our thighs a few inches apart, I got a whiff of his cologne when the blanket poofed around him. He smelled so fucking good…

He watched me quickly roll four more blunts and pass him one, dusting off my hands and putting the supplies back in their spot. He looked to me with a shocked expression.

“What?”

“You’re really good at that.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time a man’s told me that.”

I chuckled as I lit my blunt and passed him the lighter, once the smoke cleared I noticed the pink staining his cheeks.

“Should I be worried about your boyfriend walking in or something?”

He held the flame up, the warm glow illuminating his chiseled features.

“If I had one maybe. Kinda impossible when they find out I live with that muscle head.”

“Why’s that?”

“No one believes we aren’t fucking. Been that way since school.”

“And…you two haven’t?..ever?”

“God no, did he say otherwise?”

He shook his head profusely, worried he’d made an accusation that could get Todo in trouble.

“No, no. He told me you were pretty kept to yourself aside from training with him.”

“He say anything else?”

I leaned closer, peering into his doe eyes to question him further. He sucked in the smoke sharply as his eyes bounced from my chest to my face.

“Um, not that comes to my head..nothing bad..”

He stuttered as I studied him, my lashes fluttering at him innocently.

“What did you ask him about me?”

I grinned, reading him like an open book. His face turned red as he inhaled, coughing slightly as he released the smoke cloud.

“Just, who you are..stuff you like..”

“But you did ask him about me?”

I giggled, he looked nervous.

“Yeah..that okay?”

“Only if it’s okay that I asked about you too, a long time ago though.”

His anxiety eased and expression softened back into a half smile. He nodded his yes as he toked.

“How long ago?”

“When we moved in, I saw a few pictures of the three of you and I don’t know…you piqued my interest.”

“Any reason why?”

Fuck, alright. If living with Todo has given me anything it was confidence so let’s see where this goes, be smooth. I inhaled slowly before putting out the blunt. Leaning back against my headboard, I stretched my legs over Choso’s lap. As I exhaled I grinned and tapped my chin in thought.

“Hmmmm….dark hair, bedroom eyes, nice chains..I’m a sucker for a musician. Really if you just looked in the mirror it explains my type pretty well.”

He was looking down as his hand on my knee and smiling, smoke trailing from his lips. I swayed my knee side to side to pull his attention to my gaze.

“What about you?…What’s your type?”

His eyes connected with mine, he smiled and leaned over my body to put his blunt in the ashtray on the nightstand. His body hovering over mine he brought his face an inch away from my lips.

“Seems like you already know..”

His voice was low and hushed, my heart was racing.

“Can I be honest?”

I barely spoke above a whisper, his eyes trailed slowly along my features as he nodded.

“I want you.”

“Good.”

He cut off his own hushed tone by pressing his lips to mine sensually. He bit at my bottom lip lightly as his tongue found its way to my own, the fire inside me building rapidly. I pulled at his shirt, trying to bring him closer. He took the hint and placed himself between my legs, pushing them to the side with his knee as he leaned into me. He was muscular, but not overdone like his brother. A strong arm hooked under my waist brought my hips to his, his other hand quickly latched onto my throat as we feverishly nipped and kissed at one another. As he squeezed his fingers around my throat and the cold metal of his rings stung my flesh, a small moan escaped my lips.

He released my lips and chuckled, the pieces of his hair not tied back framing his face seductively.

“So you weren’t kidding about that?”

He squeezed tighter and watched my eyes roll back and my mouth fall open, he hooked a finger in my mouth and pulled my gaze to his, still tightly gripping my jaw and chin; his hands were massive. I whimpered at his dominant motions, his eyes piercing into my darkest desires.

“You think we’ll get in trouble for this?”

His husky tone paced with heavy breaths make me desperate for everything he was willing to give me.

“S’worth it if we do.”

He smiled devilishly and plunged his finger further into my mouth, I obediently sucked and swirled my tongue around it as he pulled it out slowly. He groaned at my actions, I felt him begin to rut against me as he kissed and nipped along my neck and down my chest. He made heavenly sounds in between light licks that trailed to my breasts. He lightly tugged at the already low neckline of my shirt, he watched my plush chest spring from the tight top, admiring the jewelry that adorned pretty pink buds. His tongue teased at them as his fingers pinched lightly at my flesh, I tangled my fingers into his hair and pulled him closer, attempting to hush my moans.

“..so pretty baby…”

His low and seductive voice hummed against my skin, sending cold chills through my body. His hands and lips continued to travel further down, he reached the waistband of my leggings and bit down on my hip, sucking and licking in a feverish attempt to leave a mark. He leaned back to review his work, satisfied and smirking at the purple mark he’d left behind. He chuckled and kissed it once more, mumbling under his breath.

“..mine now..”

He peered up to me as he hooked his fingers into my waistband, I lifted my hips for him to shimmy them down, leaving me in a pair of purple silk panties. I leaned up to grab at his shirt and yank it over his broad shoulders, feeling a little too exposed and alone. I took my top off the rest of the way after and pulled his face to mine once more, kissing him in a heated need. I pushed him backwards and fumbled with his belt, our hands both rushed to remove his pants as I realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His thick cock slapped up against his toned abdomen, the noise caught my attention as I pulled away from his lips. My eyes grew wide, I felt my face run hot and the pool between my legs increase. He chuckled and flipped his hair away from his face.

“Fuck…”

“You still want to?..I can eat you out if it’s too much…”

I connected my gaze with his, concern lacing his expression. I couldn’t help but smile bashfully and crawl into his lap, attacking his neck with sloppy kisses and bites.

“I need you Choso..”

I whispered as I nipped at his earlobe and rolled my hips against him. He groaned as his hands met my ass, squeezing and pushing me into him more, feeling the wetness that had already soaked my silk panties. His head rested in the crook of my neck as his voice vibrated against my skin.

“..fuck baby…mmm..need you so fucking bad…been teasing me since I got here..”

I giggled as his words, leaning back to peer down at him in all his glory.

“I knew you liked it..”

I rolled my hips against his pulsating member, precum soaking into the fabric of my panties. He groaned and bit his lip, eyeing me up and down as his hands roamed my body.

“Course I did..you’re fucking hot..can’t believe he gets to be the one to see you all the time…”

“Come visit more..”

Oh god, was I even sure what I meant by that? I definitely just confirmed that this wouldn’t be a one time thing..

“Yeah?..might have to..”

His lips attached to my chest again, fingers trailing down between us to my sopping core. I whimpered as he dipped below the thin fabric and plunged two fingers inside me, twirling them around my fluttering walls. I bit down on my lip and furrowed my brows, trying not to make much noise but he worked small moans and whines out of me rapidly.

“..so wet for me already…fuck…such a good girl f’me..”

“..Choso-O-o…ahh…please…”

“..please what baby?..”

I could hear the smirk in his voice as he fueled the fire in my core.

“..please fuck me..god I need you inside me…please…”

“..cum for me first pretty..wanna see you come undone…”

His thumb rubbed against my clit, shooting waves of pleasure through my veins. I rutted into his hand and whimpered as he bit down on my chest, his other hand attached to my throat and squeezed tightly. I clenched around his fingers as he pumped in and out of me, I couldn’t keep ahold of the knot inside me any longer. My eyes rolled back as my hips shook, I squirted into his lap and hand as his motions kept pace to ride me through my high.

“..god yes baby…that’s it keep going..fuck that’s hot..”

I began to whimper and whine at the overstimulation, he milked my juices from me aggressively causing another orgasm to take over my senses.

“..shit I need to be inside you..”

He tossed me backwards onto the mattress, propping one of my legs up on his shoulder and aligning himself at my entrance. He held my other thigh out, displaying my soaking cunt for his view. He licked his lips and rubbed his long, thick cock up and down my dripping folds collecting my wetness. He slapped my clit with the tip of his member, I squirmed and squeaked in pleasure to his delight.

“You ready pretty baby?”

God he sounded so fucking sexy, his voice raspy and lust drunk.

“Yes..please Choso..”

He smirked and began pushing himself into me, steadying himself with a hand gripping my thigh. I felt him stretching me, the pain mixing with pleasure made my eyes gloss over. I gasped and tried to grip at the sheets at the overwhelming sensation. He pressed a hand to my lower stomach, feeling himself bottom out inside of me as I panted and whimpered. He held himself there, throwing his head back and letting me engulf his throbbing member.

“..fuck you’re so tight…”

He slowly began moving, pushing in and out slowly as I clenched around him. Moans spilled from my mouth as his pace increased. He rhythmically thrusted into me, hair falling into his face as his mouth hung agape panting for air. Whimpers and low moans began to drip from his kiss swollen lips as he mumbled dirty praises.

“..oh my god baby…feels so fucking good..mmm…taking me so well..nnggh..”

“..cho-ooss-ssoo���mmmmm…”

I stuttered through his thrusts, his pace increasing rapidly as he chased his high.

“..you’re so fucking pretty…letting me stretch you out like this…mmmm…such a perfect little pussy..”

I have never been fucked like this..he was so vocal and showering me in filthy praise..all while pounding into my sweet spot so perfectly…everything about him was making me writhe in pleasure.

A hand attached to my throat while the other bruised perfect fingertips into my thigh, he was filling me up relentlessly. His grip was much rougher this time, the metal of his rings scraping against my skin as he choked me harder, I felt myself clenching around him tightly; my end nearing.

“..you love that don’t you baby?…I can feel how close you’re getting for me..”

“…s-so b-big..unngg…ch-chos…yes…yes…”

“..awe you’re taking me s’good pretty baby..c’mon you can handle a little more..we’re just getting started..”

He pumped into me furiously, my senses were fucked as my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I screamed in pleasure. His large hand quickly covered my mouth, he leaned down, my thigh now squished against my chest giving him a deeper angle as his pace slowed.

“..shhh..don’t wanna get us caught do you baby?…want me to fill you up right?”

I nodded profusely, he removed his hand and gripped my jaw tightly, an evil smile plastered across his face. Holy fuck he’s so hot…

“..I’ll make you scream my name next time I promise…bite..”

He placed his thumb in my mouth as he spoke, I gazed at him with a fucked out expression and did as he said. He had me in the palm of his hand, melted and ready to bend to his will. His paced steadily increased at the new angle, I wasn’t able to form words as my body quaked beneath him, another orgasm gushing from me. His darkness took over as he relentlessly pounded into me, my legs shook as I bit down harshly on his thumb, we were being drenched and I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. His own whimpers and moans became louder and strained as he spoke.

“…oh fuck…yeah baby just like that…ugnnh…fuck fuck…s’fucking wet…all f’me…hmmm…”

His arms wrapped around me, his chains dragging and bouncing across my chest as he rutted into me, face buried in my neck peppering sloppy kisses and rough bites.

“..pretty girl…mmm….gonna make you mine baby…”

I clenched around him, my legs going numb at the overstimulation.

“…fuck that feels so good…cum on my cock again baby girl…mmmm…make a mess for me…”

He pulled my hands up, pinning them to the pillows with one hand while the other trailed between us and rubbed skilled circles on my clit. I gasped and whimpered at his touch, my body shaking again. I could feel him throbbing inside of me as his thrusts became rushed and sloppy, I clenched around his pulsating cock, cumming for the fourth time.

“..mmmmm that’s my girl…”

He moaned as his brows furrowed and his breaths became sharp, soft whimpers escaping his lips.

“..Ch-chosoo…feels s’good..ah!..”

“..oh god baby I’m..fuck fuck….ohhhh!”

His steady pace became staggered as he pumped thick hot ropes along my walls, he whined and moaned as his hips twitched against me riding out his high. He slowed and collapsed on top of me, both of us sweaty and covered in cum. His strong arms wrapped around my petite form and held me tight as his placed gentle kisses along my chest trying to catch his breath.

“So…can I visit again soon..”

I giggled at his innocent mumblings, sounding much softer and bashful compared to a few moments ago. He peered up to meet my gaze questioningly.

“I wouldn’t mind, how long you give it before he finds out?”

“Surely a while, he’s not that smart. Long as you stay quiet.”

I pulled his grin to mine, tangling our lips together once more softly. He hummed into the kiss, his hand coming to cup my cheek and deepen the sensual moment.

“You make it hard to stay quiet.”

He chuckled and thrusted into me once more, causing me to moan, before pulling out of me completely. We both gasped and whined at the lack of sensation, taking careful breaths to regain our senses.

He rose to his knees, placing my thighs on either side of him as he began massaging my tender muscles and taking full view of the mess he’d made of me. He smirked and bit at his bottom lip.

“You’re so beautiful baby…”

I blushed at his sweet actions and gentle tone, he had flipped a switch quickly and the butterflies swarmed once more within me.

Once we were cleaned up, (as much as we could without a shower) we clothed ourselves and ripped the soaked comforter off my bed to toss in the wash later. He leaned back on the bed, I lit a blunt and crawled on top of him, placing it between his lips. He lifted the bottom of my baggy t shirt and toyed lazily with the waistband of my fresh panties as he inhaled and stared back at me.

“What are you thinking about?”

He slightly furrowed his brows at my love struck expression as he passed the blunt back to me.

“How pretty you are..how big your cock is…”

I giggled and toked away, thick clouds rising from my lips. He smiled and lightly smacked my ass.

“S’all yours babygirl, whenever you want me.”

“Whenever I want?”

“Anything for my pretty girl, whenever she wants.”

I put the blunt between his lips and peppered kisses down his neck, we both would have some marks to cover up this week..

“I like the way that sounds…”

“Good.”

———

We smoked the other two blunts and talked before realizing how late it had gotten…I offered for him to stay and sneak out to the couch, forgetting that Todo had fallen asleep there. Around 5am when our eyes got heavy, we exchanged a few last kisses and sweet words before tiptoeing out to the living room. As we came out the hallway entrance, the goddamned floorboards creaked again. A dim light was on in the kitchen, barely illuminating the towering form we both knew well. *flick* The overhead light came on, our heads snapped to the side in unison…caught. Todo was in his workout gear stirring a cup of tea and staring at us, an eyebrow raised and smirk growing. I sighed and dropped my shoulders, covering my face in embarrassment and bracing myself. Todo chuckled lightly before sipping his tea, letting us be tortured by this awkward silence for a few more moments..

“Go to bed. We have training in a few hours.”

I looked to Choso, sad I couldn’t kiss him one last time. He peered back to me with a similar expression, he lightly touched my hand as he turned towards the front door and took a step.

“Both of you.”

“What?”

Choso stopped and looked to me then his brother, confused.

“You should stay brother, it’s dangerous to drive after staying up so late.”

Todo sipped his tea casually, peering into us innocently. I couldn’t help but let a smile creep in, I extended my hand out to Choso. He looked a bit scared to take it, but did it anyways, cautiously eyeing down his brother.

“Thanks Todo..”

I mumbled as I began to pull Choso back down the hall.

“Keep it down…and use protection!”

Choso and I giggled and scoffed as Todo’s voice echoed down the hall.

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Okie dokie, hope y’all enjoyed😉❤️‍🔥

[renranram]

i CANT stop thinking about the idea of a schlatt x camgirl reader fic

Pose for the fans

nsfw

fem!reader x loser loner pathetic schlatt

reader is a cam girl whilst schlatt is her biggest donator and fan!!

you gasps, " oh my god! user jnschlt thank you for your donation! " you clasp your hand together, " 'hi baby, here's some 500, can you lift your skirt up and show us how pretty you are? ' " the tts reads out

you giggles softly, " am i really that pretty? " you twirl your hair with your fingers as you sit on your knees, slowly, teasingly pulling up your skirt to reveal a lacey pink panties

the live chat immediately went into shambles, spamming compliments whilst schlatt, chuckles, amused, his hands already on his pants, before typing on his keyboard, ' baby, how many more to get that dildo on your pretty pink pussy hm? ' he donates as you read it

" hm.. eager aren't we? " you tease your viewers before gently picking up the pink dildo, showing it off to the camera, " i think we're too fast to be in there " she giggles softly

as you spread your legs, moving your panties to the side to reveal, your already wet and hot pussy, " is this what you guys want? " you flaunt your pussy as the chat speeds up

" fuck.. " schlatt groans out, chuckling in amusement as he slowly palms himself, " dumb fucking whore " he moans out, sending another donation

' jnschlt sent 1000, put a show on us baby ' the tts reads out as you gasp, " jnschlt! oh my god you're really spoiling me "

" you want a show huh? then ill give you a show " your lips form into a cheeky smile, and with a teasingly slow pace, you take off your panties, your hands playing with your folds

meanwhile schlatt lifts up his shirt and lowers his pants, his eyes stuck to the screen as if he was hypnotized, you rub yourself, moaning in pleasure, " you enjoying the show? "

the chat spams yes, ranging from compliments, degrades, and slurs, " ah fuck " you throws your head back as you plays with your own buds, you hand slowly squeezing your breasts

schlatt groans out, impatient, but he continues to admire your body, his eyes eye fucking the girl on his monitor

he pushes his head back as he leans his back on his seat, for a loser who has nothing to do with his life schlatt found a new obsession on some random camgirl on a random site he saw

you continue to rub your clit as you bite your lip, " shit... ", spreading your legs more to show your wet juices on your pussy as schlatt fasten his pace, grabbing a nearby lube to lube up his dick

after playing with your pussy, you enter a finger as you moan out softly, as schlatt groans, ' jnschlt donated 5000, baby, i dont have the time for this, please ' you gasp

chuckling, thinking how pathetic he is before shrugging, " fineee, you're so impatient " you giggle softly, grabbing the dildo

teasing your hole by slapping the pink silicone on your already sensitive clit, as you moan out, pushing the tip slowly, just to tease her viewers too

" what a fucking whore jesus fucking christ " schlatt smiles, he fastens his pace as you gasp, finally entering the entire size in your pussy

" oh my god, fuck.. i forgot this is like.. 7 inches or something " you chuckle, as you continue to thrust in and out the dildo, replying back with a moan

" fuck.. exactly my size " schlatt mumbles, shifting on his seat as he continues to jerk himself off

" ngh fuck.. it feels so good " you moan out, as you maintain eye contact with the camera, " it feels so good daddies "

" feels really fucking good.. i feel so fucking- ah.. full " you continue, " fuck.. holy shit.. " schlatt moans back, fisting his dick with the palm of his hands

" what a fucking whore, fucking bitch.. fuck.. im gonna.. im gonna fucking shove my cock on your pussy when i see you.. " he mutters, as his adrenaline hits and yours too as you fasten your thrusts, moaning and whimpering

" ah ah ah oh my god " you moans out, rolling your eyes back in pleasure, braindead from all the pleasure and adrenaline your getting

" fuck... what a fucking slut.. fucking cum slut.. " schlatt groans out, as his precum leaks on his tip, grabbing more lube so he can lube himself up

" ah shit- i-im fucking cumming " you stammer, feeling a hot pool on your stomach as you bite your lip, " fuck.. im cumming too " schlatt mutters, acting as if he's talking to you

you continue to thrust in the silicone in your sensitive and sore pussy, fucking your brains out as schlatt's movements follow your thrusts

and after a few thrusts, you came, shaking in pleasure as you squirt out your juices while schlatt came too, his semen on his monitor, covering your panting figure

[0osubby-bunnyo0]

Just want an older brother to lure me into his room with promises of bonding time.

We havnt hung out in so long, school has been keeping me busy and work has kept him away from home :(.

I miss my big bro, I miss just being in each others presence. Of course this just makes it that much easier for him to manipulate me into doing whatever he wants. How could I ever refuse my big brother!

Oh? You wanna cuddle because you miss me too? Of course! I’d love to!

What’s that poking my back big bro? It feels hard.. hehe stop kissing my neck, that tickles!

Ah! Why are you on-top me now? Th-this is wrong! Only lovers are supposed to do this!

You don’t care though, it’s been months since you’ve been able to properly see me. Your hand isn’t enough anymore, you need to corrupt your little brother now. You need to fuck into me stuff me full and breed me with your cum.

I’m in high school now I could start dating. Not on your watch. I belong to my big brother only.

So when you finally got a day off at the same time I had a day off you knew you had to take a chance.

So here we are now, you on-top me rutting into my squirming body as I protest and whine. It’s fine, you can feel my boycunt get wetter and wetter as you rub yourself on me. You slip your hand down my shorts sensually rubbing clit as you mark up my neck.

My whines have turned into confused moans “b-big bro what are you doing? A-ah! It feels good..! M-more! Please brother!”

Ripping my shorts off you nose at my sopping cunt. Using your free hand you spread my beautiful lips, pushing your tongue against the folds and licking upwards, tasting my sweet juices, coat your tongue.

“F-fuck, brother! Hah…Want more…Want to feel you inside, please~!” The request was met with fingers lacing through your locks, pulling you closer to the required destination.

You grunted softly at having your hair pulled but he complied, using your finger to push the hooded area of my clit, revealing the shiny sensitive pearl to the eyes of the world.

You open your mouth and latch on once more, sucking onto the bud like your life depended on it. Pressing your tongue flat against it, you can feel more of my juices dribble out, coating your chin in a sheen of slick.

Slowly you move your finger sliding it inside, pushing deeper and knowingly pushing against your little brother's spongy bundle of nerves.

Spreading me open with one finger while continuing your assault on the my clit, the sound of my moans and whines echoing off the walls along with the wet sounds of slurping and squelching.

“I love you big bro~!” My cries, chanting like a mantra and canting my hips against your awaiting mouth.

“Cmon…cum for me. Cum for your big brother~.” You urge, licking over my soaked folds and resuming your position against my clit. Sucking on the pearl while fucking your fingers into my cunt at an unrelenting pace, not stopping even as your arm and wrist begin to strain.

I pull harshly at your hair while arching off the bed, feeling you abusing the spongy nerves even more while sucking harder. You can tell my climax hits me hard by the way my voice catches in my throat.

Sitting up, you gaze upon my dazed body as my eyes glaze over, floating in orgasmic bliss.

Maybe next time you’ll fuck into my virgin body but for now you’ll enjoy the pride of being your little brothers first orgasm.

[starfxkr]

oh girl i needa see that pt 2 with dbf!rafe …

age and experience have done rafe cameron well, because how else would he have you split open around his fingers moaning like a bitch in heat.

“yea i knew that’s what you needed…walkin around here wound so tight you could break apart.” his lips attached themselves to yours to muffle the sounds coming from you.

he wasn’t wrong, you could count on one hand how many times your boyfriend made you cum, it was horrible. every night you crawled from his bed with an unsatisfied pulsing between your legs wanting to be satisfied.

little did you know all you had to do was walk down the hall.

“mmm-mr.cameron we have to stop—he’s gonna catch us.” despite your protest you make no moves to push him away, instead you bring him closer and begin to push his sweatpants down.

rafe smirks, “don’t worry about him sweetness, he’s out like a light me and you both know that. he scissors his fingers apart, the stretch making you whimper so he shushes you, “calm that shit down, gotta make sure i fit.”

rafe works you open, stretching your walls in preparation for his undoubtedly thick dick. when he circles around your swollen bud with his thumb you cant help the way your back arches—god it felt good to be with a man who could actually find the clit.

“keep it coming gorgeous, you know i got more for you.”

the moment he finally slid his cock inside you it was like your entire body was alight in pleasure. even after his fingers, you weren’t prepared for how heavy he was—you were stuffed to the brim in ways you never thought possible.

“fuck mr.cameron i-it’s too much, you’re too much.” your voice was rising in pitch with each thrust, squealing as he hit your g spot with his swollen tip.

“hey, hey you’re okay, you’re fine. taking my dick so well princess…don’t know why you’re wasting your time with my son—bless his heart—but you need a real man. one that can fuck you good and take care of you like you deserve.” rafe kisses you hard, tongues tangling sloppily as he practically eats your face, licking your chin and all. he pulls back, “you wanna be my baby, princess?”

frantically you nod, “y-yes i’ll be your baby, i want you so bad, i’ve always wanted you.”

“i know you did sweetheart, thats why you’re gonna be mine.” his slow drawl of ownership was the last straw, you body shaking at the force of your orgasm like each of your pasts abandoned ones built up to completely wreck you.

you’re vision was spotty and you’re blood was rushing in your ears so loudly you almost didn’t hear him, “there you go sweetness, knew you needed that but i cant have you passin out on me.” rafe slowly pulled out of you and you slowly began to realize his cum leaking out of you.

“mr.cameron—?”

“awh hush now you’re okay,” he spreads your lips wider with a grin, “he won’t notice. somethin tells me he doesn’t go down there often.” he pulls your panties back up with a kiss on the lips.

“you ever need anything just call me. you’re family now.”

[juletheghoul]

tease

a/n: Continuation of new beginnings, this is the Joel we deserve. I am of the firm belief that he'd be a total menace, and would make it his mission to drive you crazy. Shoutout to my girl @wheresarizona for betaing, and for generally just being amazing. Enjoy! xoxo

reblogs are appreciated

Pairing: Joel Miller x F!Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: 18+ no minors, big-legal age gap, some playful, sexy Joel (I feel he needs his own warning), piv sex, dirty talk, creampie, a few little slaps on the😸👀, some feelings, let me know if I missed any!

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The room is warm, and so is he. His comforting weight grounds you, pinning you to the bed so wonderfully, so perfectly. 

He’s been at it for hours, a slow, torturous, effective endeavor to drive you mad with lust. His tongue licks into your mouth over and over, his hands slide across every inch of skin he can reach, leaving goosebumps in their wake. 

Not for the first time, has he overtaken your senses like this. The spicy-sweet smell of his skin filling your nose, the comforting weight of him pressing you into the mattress; the addictive taste of his kiss in your mouth. He groans when your hips cant up to grind against the thickness of him, drowning out the soft din of tv playing in the background. 

The tips of his fingers find your nipples again, flicking at them, drawing out an endless stream of slick from between your legs. 

He pulls away, and you take in the kiss-swollen lips, the lust-blown pupils staring down at you, no doubt taking in the matching expression on your face. 

“Come on, Joel, give it to me.” You run your fingers through the soft, unruly mess of his hair, smiling to yourself when he nuzzles gently into the touch. 

“I like seein’ you like this, though.” He dips his head where he’s pushed your shirt up and captures a nipple in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud slowly, letting it go with a pop. “I like how wet your pretty little pussy gets for me.” He smiles to himself, nudging at your shiny, spit-slicked nipple with the tip of his nose.

“You’re such a tease.” You whine, but he isn’t wrong. Strings of arousal keep unspooling, flooding, soaking through your panties—the fabric of which sticks to your aching cunt. It doesn’t help, or maybe it does, that his cock is rock hard, slotted perfectly against the lips of your sex, and he grinds it against you just right. Letting you feel every ridge and vein. 

“You like when I tease you.” He smiles, his pretty brown eyes crinkling with delight. He moves away, pulling his shirt up and off, and for a moment, you think he might finally fuck you, but he settles back on top of you with a bigger smile, enjoying your frustration. 

“Joel-“ you whine, your nails scratching softly at the golden expanse of his back, feeling the muscles cord and ripple as he moves on top of you. “Please.” He kisses at your neck, sucking at the pulse point. 

“Please, what, darlin’?” His hand moves down and cups your cunt, “Want my fingers?” He nuzzles at your neck, taking advantage of the way you hold your breath in hopes he’ll give you something, anything. “Want me to make you come just like this?” He presses the palm of his hand against your clit, and it’s good, so good. 

“I want you-“ a moan slips out involuntarily while your neck cranes to see his big hand between your legs. “Want more, Joel—please.” Your hips cant up again, chasing more friction.

“More, huh?” He leans onto one elbow, watching the way you writhe for him, “How about my tongue? Want me to lick it?” He looks down to where his hand is, presses it a little harder, and smiles when he’s rewarded with a pained moan. “I can feel you soakin’ through, so fuckin’ wet for me. I think I know what you want.” He pulls his hand away, shushing your whine with a low tsk. 

“You want my cock, huh, baby, want it nice and deep—“He curls his fingers around your bottom layers, taking everything off at once, and you feel the heartbeat in your cunt at the way he’s got you so excited. “Want me to fill up this greedy little pussy, huh?” He pushes your leg open to stare at the glossy mess he caused “Look at that, so fuckin’ pretty.” His voice is low, the twang pronounced. 

He gives your clit a little tap with two fingers. You gasp, your pussy pulsing with need, arousal flowing evermore. Another tap, and it sounds wet, lewd, and, god, so fucking hot you moan. 

“You wanna come like that?” He dips his head down to lick at your nipple again. “Think my little love taps can get you there?” He taps again, and you clench, your nerves alight, your heart pounding. 

“Stop teasing me, Joel, and fuck me.” You all but yell at him, and he laughs into your skin. Moving up and off of you,  finally shedding his bottom layers, and you’re happy to see that he’s not unaffected by all the teasing. The tip of him is slick, sticky with his own arousal, and it makes you want to pin him down and swallow his dick until he cries, but you’re too excited for all that just now. 

“Hurry, hurry baby, I want it, want your big dick inside me.” You pull him into the cradle of your thighs, cherishing his groan at your words. “Want it to stretch me open just how I like.” He slots his hips and guides himself to where you pulse for him, gliding inside so sweetly. 

The stretch is almost overwhelming, the thickness of him pushing everything but him right out of your head. 

“God, you feel so fuckin’ good every time.” He sounds as wrecked as you feel. 

“I love having you inside me.” You pull him down, wrapping your arms around his neck, your legs around his waist. “So fucking deep.” You breathe the words into his mouth, needing to taste his tongue once more.

He starts almost too slow, sliding almost all the way out before pushing back in, coating himself in your slick with every thrust. He brings one hand down between your legs and feels you stretched around him, his fingers slipping through the mess of your desire before he focuses on the ripe little berry of your clit. 

“Need you to come for me, so I can fuck you into this mattress just how you wanted me to.” He knows exactly how to touch you, exactly how to circle your clit to have you coming undone fast. “You want that, right, baby?” His voice is clipped, a velvet rasp against your lips. “Want me to fuck you hard, rail into you, want me to come deep inside this cunt—my cunt.” His words send trails of fire along your veins, a network of sparks along your skin, and you mewl as his cock rubs along that one spot he knows makes you see god. 

“Yes, god, yes, it’s yours, fuck, Joel—“ it’s there, at the edge of your very being, “fuck, I’m gonna come—“ your body clenches, everything winds up tight and with a final delicious swirl the wave crests, your body shakes, and a filthy moan fills the air before he swallows it with a kiss. 

He’s true to his word, and his pace picks up before you’ve come down from your orgasm. His hips snap hard, his cock battering against something ethereal, something that has your mouth open in a silent scream. One minute you’re holding onto his neck for dear life, legs trembling around his waist, but he moves quickly, and now he’s kneeling between your legs, his hands gripping onto your hips for leverage. 

The way his muscles tense, the way he bites his lip with a frown, and the way he pants out his breaths is mesmerizing. You take in the details of him with delight, all those little things that you find attractive are so pronounced now as he chases his bliss inside your body. Your fingers reach up to hold onto his strong forearms, catching his eyes for a moment before they follow the bounce of your breasts, and you pull a breathy smile from him when you push them together. 

You can tell he's close by the way he squeezes his eyes together and speeds up, and now you’re close too. That lovely familiar heat crawls up your spine, makes your body tense up and the wet sounds of your joining only adds to your steady climb. 

“I’m gonna come–” His voice is thick and low, a caress in itself and when he presses his thumb against your clit you fall apart again, this time more intense with the way he fucks into you. The scream claws its way from your throat and the force of your orgasm pulls him down with you. He comes with a loud groan, the quick snap of his hips turns into a deep grind. You feel the hot spurt of him deep inside, filling you to the brim before he collapses onto you–panting into your neck. 

The moments pass, and the blood cools before he pulls out with a hiss, lifting himself up and away. He lays beside you in the low light of your room, a dopey, satisfied smile on his handsome face, a smile you can’t help but match. 

“Can I stay the night?” He pulls you close, pressing soft kisses to your lips, before divesting you of the shirt he’d pulled up to your neck. Your heart fills with something you aren’t willing to name, and you do your best to calm it before answering him. 

“Of course, I’d love that.” You say it with a smile, your hands pushing his sweat-damp hair away from his forehead, meaning every word.

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[makeyoumine69]

Congratulations to 1k!!! You deserve it and even more:D

Well,after i read your smut,where Reader was top,i thought almost all night like:

If Patrick Bateman was sub and Reader was..how i can tell it without shy...sexual sadist,dominant,charasmatic bitch,which will say all sorts of her dirty thoughts while they are fucking. Prefer fem,but only if you want tho. I just cant stop thinking about Pat has S/O,who can compete with him in dominance and horny as hell-

— A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for your request, I hope you like it!💗

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"Yes! Ah...fuck y-yes!" your loud, shameless moan made Patrick's thick cock throb in your womb as you rode him hard, pressing him down with your succulent hips. "Mmhhm...your dick feels so good, SO FUCKING GOOD!"

"(Y/N), baby..." Bateman whimpered as he tried to grab your waist and take the lead, but you brushed his hands away. "I'm so c-close! Please..."

"Aww, that's so sweet of you to beg me," you cooed with him, pushing two digits into his heated mouth. "Open it!"

Patrick hesitated for a moment, but then submitted and began to suck on your graceful fingers.

"You should see yourself, Bateman," you glanced down at his flushed face, then raised your eyes to look around his fancy bedroom. "God...you were so pathetically needy that we didn't even make it to your bed," you slowed down the pace, rolling your hips against his solid ones and leaning on his perfect abs. "So I had to fuck you right on the floor!"

Patrick only moaned in response, especially when you added one more finger, shoving them deeper into his mouth, almost harshly.

"Mmm... I'm mm-gonna cum!" The way he was trying his best to pronounce something clearly made you laugh, and you couldn't help but rock back and forth on his dick — the friction was too intense, but you kept yourself in balance as you wanted him to cum first.

"Do you think you were a good boy enough to let you cum?" You asked him, pulling your fingers out of his mouth and wrapping your hand around his shaky throat.

"Mmmm...yes!"

"Are you sure?" You drew closer to his burning lips and stopped moving, causing a pitiful whimper to erupt from his massive chest.

"What do you w-want me to do?" His hot breath was almost scorching, but you stayed still, squeezing his cheeks and leaving a wet trail of small hickeys along his neck.

A devilish smile flashed across your face as you came up with the idea of what exactly you wanted him to do.

"Oh boy, since you're so obedient, I'll tell you what I want," you murmured, getting up only to change your position, so now you were facing his blushing cock and giving him an astonishing view of your dripping slit. "I want you to use your mouth properly," wiggling your ass slightly, you turned around to give him a cheesy smile. "You want that pussy, baby boy?"

"Yes," he didn't wait for your permission, and you gasped once you felt his puffy lips encircle your pulsating little bud. "Mmm, cum all over my face," Patrick was so fucking thirsty, lapping at your cunt like a hungry kitten. "I want to drink you dry so fucking bad...mhhm!"

Bateman couldn't hold back a low growl as you pressed your hips closer to his face, silencing him and forcing his beefy shaft to twitch in your hands as you pumped it vigorously before taking it inside. Skillfully, you sucked him off and rubbed his heavy sac. This little whiny bitch didn't last long, so you let him explode into your mouth, because you were in a good mood. Although Bateman was so fucking dazed from the huge orgasm, he didn't stop licking, sucking and devouring your luscious pussy, and soon you joined him in the ocean of ecstasy, pinning his head to the floor with all your might.

God, Patrick was such a perfect fucktoy, and maybe he was even more than that, but right now it didn't matter.

[alloutofgoddesses]

- Okay I avoided everything but the stills for the most part so I am Nervous but going in as blind as I can

- The ads shut the fuck up ads the fire fam is waiting for me

- 14 MINUTES

- EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

- this is rough and w just started

- OH BOY NOT THIS IMMEDIATELY

- I CANT EVEN BEGIN TO TRY TO EXPLAIN HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE IMPLICATIONS OF ALL LF THIS

- EDDIE LOOKS SO BROKEN AND RYAN IS ACTING HIS GOFDAMN HEART OUT

- CHRIS CALLED THEM OH GOD

- AND THEN HEN

- HI MARA

- HATE THIS HATE THIS HATE THIS

- OOOOOOWWWWWWW

- Helena and Ramon I will get you

- AAAHHHHH

- I mean he’s not wrong but I still hate him

- SO BUCK KS SOMWHOW GOING FROM ALL LF THIS TO TMMY??? HOW

- Hi Maynard

- Oh god Athena can we just let other ppl do their jobs

- An “Ay, Dios” at least a apart of my prayer of “Eddie speaks more Spanish” has been answered

- Leave him ALONEEEEEEE ATHENA

- THAT MAN WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU OR BOBBY JUST LET HIM LIVE IDCIF HE COMMITTED THE ARSON LEAVE HIM BEEE

- Oh god

- Athena put the gun back oh my god

- Who is Polly Martin

- Why are you here though

- You could have like knocked

- Where’s Harry also

- MADDIE HAN!!!!!!!!!

- At least we have one person making it out of this episode mostly unbothered

- HE IS READING THE PRAYER BOOK I AM FUCKED UP

- Also Hen Chim bestieism

- Athena is DEFINITELY the danger right now

- Leave him ALONEEEEEE

- ATHENA OH MY GOD

- Yeah he’s a travel nurse

- BOBBY ISN’T DEAD YET

- Can we all do a quick prayer circle for the demise of this fuck ass bob

- THE CARTEL AGAIN

- OH MY GOD 9-1-1 WRITERS THE ICE YOU’RE STANDING ON JUST CRACKED

- CAN WE NOT WITH THE FUCKING MEXICAN CARTEL STORYLINE I HATED IT THE MOMENT I REALISED IT WAS HAPPENING AND I HATE IT NOW

- Oh boy oh boy

- This is the reason Eddie doesn’t speak more Spanish bc the writers room is writing this shit instead

- Oh my god and bringing Herman in

- Over it over it over it

- Why do ppl keep projecting themselves onto Amir

- I hope he makes it out of this and changes his name and moves to the middle of the woods

- Let’s all leave Amir alone okay

- Athena are you for real right now

- Okay Mrs. Bobby Nash does kind of eat but really

- Really

- Setting a fire when there are still people inside

- Really

- Hi 133

- Amir now is the time! Leave! Go into witness protection so ppl will leave you ALONE

- Yeah Bobby’s fine

- Buck wouldn’t go have a date if he wasn’t

- Hi Bobby welcome back your wife went a little insane

- Hi Karennnn

- Madney side eye

- Oooooo they’re so gonna foster Mara until Henren can take her back

- And Phillip SUCKS ASS

- Sure bud

- Why? Would you want? Girl what

- He’s so weird. I’m so sorry but he keeps being so weird

- Ughhhhhhh hate this hate this

- OH NOOOOOO IT’S HAPPENING

- NO IT’S HAPPENING

- CHRISTOPHER BABEY

- I totally get it but why THEM Chris

- Hi Harry!

- Hi May!

- Aaawwwwww

- BUCK AND CHRISSSSS

- The little head shake oh god

- That’s his SOUL I’m gonna lose it

- HE WONT LOOK AT HIM AAAAA OW

- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

- Augh

- OMG ITS HAPPENING

- IT’S HAPPENINGGGGGG

- Can this please be the start of MaddieKaren bestie time PLEASE

- HE CHOSE TO COME BACK

- AMIR CASEY

- I will accept it since he talked Bobby into not retiring

- HI RAVI

- BOOOOOOOOO GERRARD TOMATO TOMATO TOMATO

- oh god this is gonna be a MESS

- I hope it’s resolved by the end of the first episode of the season bc I don’t know how much Gerrard I can take

[heartfullofleeches]

Ooh if you feel like writing for them I’d love to see a first meeting scenario with Rosebud from the night gallery, they seem to be one of the most calm residents of the place so I’m curious how the first meeting between night guard reader and Rosebud went, especially in comparison to how the two interact after they first meet :)

"Hungry... So very hungry"

What have you gotten yourself into?

The day marked your sixth night as security. You've had a few run ends with the gallery's inhabitants by now, but their passivemess and the pay lead you right back through its doors. Upon walking into the breakroom, you were greeted by a watering can, plant food, and a list of instructions for your shift. This was the first time you've received them, but it wouldn't be the last.

"Go to the garden tonight and give The RoseBush its meal. The garden is set to reopen next week and we cant have it eating guests. You will be paid three times your usual if you complete the task. Below, write the name of your next of kin so we can send them your pay incase of incent."

A key is taped to the bottom of the note. With a prize on the table and fear in your gut, you gather the tools and set out to complete your task. Now that you've thought of it, you've never seen the garden or even knew that was one to being with. This likely had to do with it being closed, but it was a tad strange your boss hadn't mentioned it before.

A few posters and signs guide you to its doors. The absence of the gallery's fellow inhabitants made the journey a breeze, but now you hesitate. Greed takes over, and you insert the key into the lock, opening the doors to an entirely new world.

Beyond a short, overgrown passage, the garden presents itself to you beneath a starlight night. A glass dome ceiling separates it from the heavens. Plants of wide variety spread through its field. A butterfly enclosure lies vacant in one corner. A man made stream lines the stone path to the central piece of the garden. A large, stone statue of a rosebud sits in the center of the road surrounded by a bush. The shrubbery's flowers hang limp on their stems; deviating from the life that flourishing in every corner of garden aside it. The RoseBush.

Your feet move on your own. You expect some of the flowers. Its petals wilt around the edges. Poor thing, but- there's something wrong with it. As you poke and prod, you feel something hard in the middle. You spread the center flowers with your fingers...

Ow!

Something... bit you.

Tearing your now bloody hand away, the rose's teeth gnash at the air; tongue flicking over the blood that taints it leaves. The bush as a whole begins to rustle. More roses wake, shifting as if sniffing the air. They soon cannibalize their fellow bud; the creature screeching and flailing as its ripped to a blood messy. You fight to pull your eyes from the sight, but your attention is only altered by a soft, hissing voice.

"Hungry.... So very hungry..."

Stone pieces chip as the statue unfurls from its fetal state. Vines shoot upwards from its middle, weaving into a long arm that grips the sides of its prison as its body continues to form. Another arm. A torso. A head. It splits in twine, a red rose blooming before your very eyes. Its suck somewhere between full peak, pedaling shriveled around its singular beady eye.

"Feed me.. now."

The voice rattles with anger. You quickly jump into action, dumping the entire pail of water onto the bush. To your horror, the fall runs red, but that's the least of your worries for now. You struggle to tear open the plant food, earning a frustrated snarl from the creature.

"Just throw the damn thing in."

You follow the command. The roses devour the food, bag and all. At last, the creature is satisfied. Petals in full bloom, it leans against the stone petals, peering down at you with a sigh of gratitude.

"Filth compare to what woke me, but it'll do. Excuse me for my hostility. I am another beast when I haven't been feed for long."

You swallow the breath you held. "It's.. fine. I'm guessing you're Rosebush?"

"RoseBud, Dearest. I believe it fits better. If may ask, what was that delectable concoction I was given before? Just the scent of it had my little ones ravenous."

You lift your bloody hand. "Guess it was me."

"Ah, so sorry, but I suppose they know greatness when they smell it. May I ask for another taste? I will give you something in return."

You hold your hand over the bush. A few of the flowers lap at your falling blood, while others nuzzle your feet with an odd purr. Meanwhile, Rosebud plucks thorns from its vine before they're descended upon your wounded finger; wrapping around it like a bandage. A rose snips its end for further conformity.

"That should do for now. I hope that this isn't too much considering it's our first meet, but please do visit us again. I can tell already that your presence will be missed by me and my babes, and not just for your blood."

"I think I can do that."

"Wonderful. For now, let us get to know each other, Rosetta."

[haetbf]

deeper (part 2 of dive)

pairing - hyunjin × fem! reader!

genre - smut, drabble.

words - 1.11k.

synopsis - while everyone is sleep from partying, hyunjin invites you to a after party early in the morning

warnings -cheating, praise kink, begging, swearing, stoned.

notes - i cant believe that i live in the same world as hyunjin, its so crazy to me.

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hyunjin looks at you with a crooked grin on his face as you inhale from the blunt that you shared.

“does he know?” he asked, you let out a deep breath, then leaned back against the table.

“about me smoking?” you asked,

hyunjin leans over and his lengthy fingers caress your hair.

in the midst of this shared intimacy, it makes you feel as though time has stopped and you are being swallowed in a tornado of feelings. you feel youe heart starts to beat quickly, you start to feel disoriented.

was it the blunt that you just smoke? why were you trippin and so sensitive right now?

“are you okay?” hyunjin worried, you had stopped taking and moving in general. you nodded at him,

“my boyfriend knows i smoke, but not weed. he think i smokes cigarettes but those are kinda yucky” you giggled, hyunjin chuckled at the comment.

“i think you look even more attractive when youre high” hyunjin muttered lowly. his low red eyes stared down at yours, he leaned closer to your ear,

“dont you think so? or am i tripping out?” he whispered lowly. you squeezed his arm, as you felt heat appear in between your legs.

“i have a boyfriend” you muttered getting up, hyunjin followed behind you. you both entered the room and shut the porch door behind you.

“i think that trick in a book is old now, since we’re passed that already” he had a grin plastered on his face.

you turned and faced him, he towered over your body. you chewed the inside of your lip, hyunjin cupped your jaw and kissed your neck softly.

“hyunjin” you whined softly, hyunjin stopped and looked at you.

“you’re uncomfortable?” he asked, he tilted his head waiting for a answer.

you hated this feeling that you had for him, you had with your boyfriend but it wasnt there anymore. no matter how hard you tried, it didn’t feel the same when you were with hyunjin.

“no, we can keep going” you uttered, hyunjin took your head and guided you down the long hallway.

he unlocked his hotel room door, and quickly pulled you in. his lips smashed against yours, you wrapped you arms around his broad shoulders. hyunjin hands gripped your hips as he lifted you up and towards the bed.

he towered over you, his red eyes looking down at you. you were a bit scared, as he looked like he was ready to pounce on you and eat you alive.

"fuck...y/n? we dont have to do this." he breathed softly,

"no im okay, i think that smoke session was a bit too good" you giggled.

you wanted this, you wanted him. you pulled him closer and kissed him again, this time with passion. hyunjin pulled his shirt up, your hands roamed over his body. remembering every curves, every dip, every line, every heat of skin.

hyunjin smiled at the touches, you pulled his shirt over his head.

"you just wanna see me naked" he giggled, you rolled your eyes.

"you do too" you said, hyunjin undid his pants and pulled them off.

you feel his eyes on you as you stripped your clothes off, hyunjin sat on the bed and licked the corners of his lips.

"get on the bed y/n" he spoke softly, you climbed onto the bed, hyunjin pulled up down closer to his body.

his hands roaming you thighs, he moves closer to your pussy. his fingers extends and he spreads your lips gently. his thumb to touches and rubs your buds softly.

after a short time, hyunjin puts his finger inside you and moves it back and forth. he leans over and his tongue swipes your clit slowly, before be begins to suck on it.

"hyunjin-" your fingers gripped in his silky black hair, tugging tightly as you choke on a breathy gasp. he presses his tongue against you, the way that he skirts around your clit. brushing it but never giving it the taste that it dearly craved—which makes you more greedy.

"youre all wet and messy. and just for me? im thinking i might be your favorite" hyunjin moves his tongue upwards to gather your wetness and his spit together. he swallows it happily. "you taste so good y/n"

you move your head in a small and shaky way, you disagree. hyunjin giggled. he quickly leaned up and kissed you, his tongue swishing against yours. he rubbed his spit and your juices against your tongue.

"swallow" he pulled away, he licked his lips. you obeyed and swallowed it, hyunjin had a smirk tugging against his lips. "good girl"

"hyunjin" you begged, "just come here" you looked down at him.

"im almost done, dont worry" he said, one of his fingers dipped inside your walls as you felt them brush against your sensitive spot.

"oh fuck" you choked out, moaning in pleasure as hyunjin gently inserted another finger inside. "go deeper, please"

immediately, hyunjin hooked his fingers back into your clit as he started a steady pace, pushing his fingers deeper in and pounding it around your core. he pulled his fingers out, teasing you.

"mmh, youre pissing me off hyunjin." you groaned, "keep going please" you begged.

you felt so small when you begged for anything, let along this. it made you feel vulnerable to hyunjin or anyone around you. your hands started sliding hair, pulling down.

hyunjin inserted his two fingers back inside your pussy, and he increased his pace, consistently beating and flexing the fingers, looking for your sweet spot. the way his fingers curved up inside your walls, made them grasps down theg length.

you gasped as soon as he found it,

"oh my god, yes. i- hm. mmnh" you moaned, the rest of your words coming out as gibberish to hyunjin. he smiled at the comfort of you cumming from his fingers.

"come for me, y/n" he purred at you, "be a good girl, and come for me" hyunjin glossy eyes flickered.

you raised your hips to the air slightly, your thighs started to trembled and cramp. his fingers fucked into you faster and harder, his large hand firmly gripped on your thigh. you were pleading loudly and no longer holding anything back as you found your release, waves of pleasure rushed over you.

hyunjin using his fingers to spread some of the moisture from around your folds, slowing brings them to his mouth to lick it off completely.

hyunjin towered over you, his erection curving upwards his stomach. he cupped your face. he stroked your cheek.

“y/n baby,” he begged, crawling up your body, his eyes never leaving yours “i need you”

[delphi-dreamin]

i wish you would write a fic where delphi and luci just have a morning of domestic fluff (and maybe some soft sex)

Ask and ye shall receive, my love! (Are you in my brain? I've got three of this exact prompt in my WIP folder at this very moment! But uh. This one is special.)

Honeymoon

Relationship: Delphi x Lucifer

Word Count: 1.2K

Warnings: Uhhhh...cunnilingus, piv, tooth-rotting fluff (seriously I think I developed a new cavity from this)

Sunlight filters in through the sheer curtains, bathing her in a warm glow as Delphi yawns and blinks away the sleep still clouding her mind. It takes a few moments of listening to the whisper of waves and the cacophonous cries of shore birds just beyond the window before she remembers where she is and why. She looks down at her hands, a thin gold band adorning the third finger of her left, and smiles, feeling pink rising in her cheeks.

Her legs and hips ache in the best way, bringing flashes of memory bubbling to the front of her mind: Lucifer in his deep red tuxedo, waiting for her under a canopy of lights deep in the woods; Simeon binding their hands together with iridescent cord; Asmo crying as they said their vows; Lucifer teleporting them to their cabin and carrying her not only over the threshold, but straight to the bedroom.

She remembers as clear as day the reverence with which he loosened the laces of her dress, the way his breath fanned over her neck when he delicately moved her hair to undo her necklace, and the warmth that pooled in her belly when he sank to his knees before her and began trailing kisses from her ankles to her chest. It’s the same warmth that rises in her now as she recalls the adoration in his eyes when he sank into her fluttering walls for the first time as her husband.

Delphi whines as she rolls over, the sheets behind her cool to the touch. She didn’t imagine waking up the day after her wedding to an empty bed.

Just as she’s about to get up and explore the cabin, the bedroom door opens and her husband walks in carrying a tray piled with tropical fruits and smiling.

“Good morning, Mrs. Morningstar,” he purrs, setting the tray down on the bedside table and brushing a pink curls behind her ear.

“Mm, I like the sound of that,” Delphi hums, pressing her cheek into his palm. “Mrs. Morningstar.”

He sits beside her on the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss her softly on the forehead. Smiling down at her, he asks, “What would you like to do today, Mrs. Morningstar?”

Delphi grins back, replying, “We have a whole month to do things. Right now, I think I want to make love to my husband.”

“Your wish is my command, my beautiful wife.”

Lucifer stands to remove his black silk robe, then moves to the foot of the bed. He lifts the blanket with a wicked grin and says before disappearing under it, “This is how I’d hoped to wake you up this morning.”

Delphi’s breath hitches as she feels him move slowly up the bed and spread her legs. He shifts her slightly and lifts her legs onto his shoulders, inhaling her scent deeply before pressing a kiss to her wet folds. She moans at the contact, arching involuntarily off the bed when she feels him part her lips and run his tongue once from her entrance to her clit. He kisses and licks at her languidly, holding her in place when she begins to squirm in an effort to gain more friction.

He continues at the same pace for what feels like hours, humming contentedly when she buries a hand in his hair and begins to tug. The extra little bit of sensation is nearly enough to send her over the edge, and she begins to whine and pant.

“I’m so close, Luci-! Please let me come,” she begs, trying again to cant her hips for more friction.

He hums again, smiling at her responding cry, then slowly slips one long finger into her, hooking it into the spongey sweet spot deep within while sucking harshly on her swollen bud. It only takes a few more strokes along that little bundle of nerves within her and she comes undone with a shout of his name, her walls clamping down on his finger as she squeezes his face between her thighs. He continues to suck and lick at her until she begins pushing him away, whining that it’s too much, that it hurts.

He relents then, moving up the bed to press his lips to hers. Delphi moans, her own release thick on her tongue as he slides his own past her lips. She drapes her arms over his shoulders, grounding herself in his steady presence. Her head is spinning and there’s an aching sense of emptiness deep within her, but he is solid and sturdy and so responsive when she wraps her legs around his waist.

Never breaking the kiss, Lucifer presses his thick tip into her entrance, slowly sinking into her warmth until he’s fully seated within her fluttering core. He swallows down her gasps and moans until he feels her head fall back into the pillows, and he grasps her hands above her head with both of his. Lucifer waits until she looks up at him with shining eyes, then slowly withdraws until only the head of his cock remains within her. He watches her with soft fascination as he pushes back in just as slowly, watching her lips part and her eyelids fall closed.

Pressed together chest-to-chest, he drops feather-light kisses on her eyelids, her cheeks, the tip of her nose, as he continues rocking into her. Her moans punctuate every slow thrust of his hips, her eyelids fluttering with every nudge of his tip against her cervix.

“Open your eyes,” he whispers, moving one hand to brush his fingertips along her cheek. “Look at me, my love.”

Delphi does as he requests, opening hazy violet eyes to gaze up into his. He rewards her with a gentle smile that makes her feel as if her insides are molten and every inch of her skin is on fire. She smiles back at him blearily, drunk on the feeling of him filling her completely. He caresses her cheek again, and she turns into it ever so slightly, holding his gaze through thick lashes.

“I love you,” she breathes, her voice barely higher than a whisper. It’s all she can manage, but she knows he can hear it, his heightened senses both a boon and a curse.

Delphi can feel the crest of the wave approaching with every deep stroke of his cock within her walls. Warmth flows through and over her, building until she can’t contain it any longer. She comes undone with a whimper, the waves washing over her in a warm tide. She tightens her grip on his strong hand, her other fisting in the soft sheets until she feels him twitch inside her, the pressure and warmth growing as his seed fills and spills out of her.

She holds him close, breathing in his heady scent until she feels sleep begin to clutch at the edges of her mind again.

“I love you, too, my darling,” he whispers as his night black wings unfurl and cover them both. “I will love you for the rest of my days.”

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