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Wicked (Charlie Barber x Reader)

Summary: They say you can be whoever or whatever you want on Halloween - but what if this year you want to dress up as a brat?

Words: 5,707

Warnings: Use of Daddy, Bratting, Halloween costumes, smut, oral sex, PIV sex, pet names, facials, vibrators, sex toys, aftercare

Notes: Co-written with @weareallstoriesintheend 💕

You walk aimlessly around the overcrowded Halloween shop, mind wandering as you try to find a costume you actually liked; which was proving rather difficult as the options were either something slutty or an old woman.

Seriously? These were the options?

You groan in frustration. All you wanted was to have a fun evening at home with your boyfriend Charlie. It was going to be your first Halloween together where he didn’t have Henry to look after. This meant no kid parties, no matching costumes, and no trick-or-treating. Just you and Charlie alone in his apartment.

That’s why you wanted your outfit to be just right, so that you and Charlie could simply enjoy Halloween as adults. However, that seemed impossible with the cheap selection laid out before you.

Starting to lose your patience you wonder if perhaps you needed a different type of costume. That’s when you got the best idea.

You didn’t need a costume. What you needed was lingerie.

You try desperately not to grin too wide as you make your way out of the generic Halloween store and down the street to the little hole in the wall adult shop you’d always been curious to check out.

If they didn’t have the perfect outfit for your Halloween celebration then no one would.

A week later and it was Halloween. You had been waiting patiently but finally it was time to reveal your surprise.

You reach Charlie’s apartment at a quarter to six, buzzing with excitement and nerves.

‘He’s going to love this!’ You think to yourself smugly, and unlock the front door with your spare key.

A glossy red bag swinging loosely in your grasp as you make your way inside. You practically skip, giddy with the prospect of what you had secured in the bag…. and under your dress.

You squeeze your thighs together. The lace against your flesh is already getting you excited. You needed to find Charlie- now.

The sound of his rich voice leads you right to him. He doesn’t notice you, too busy on the phone talking to his assistant about call back auditions. His tone and the way he rubs at his temple tells you that he’s frustrated.

You would just have to fix that.

Soon, Charlie Barber would forget all about work and be focused on something much more important...

You.

With Charlie distracted you hurry into the bedroom and hide the last part of your costume under one of his pillows.

You take a quick look in the mirror to check your makeup and hair before slipping on a satin white headband complete with matching bunny ears.

You bite your bottom lip and rock on the balls of your feet, knowing the rest of your “costume” lies under your long-sleeved, maroon colored dress. The silk fabric of your dress ends right at your knee and is covered in tiny white flowers.

With the plan set you make your way back towards a grumpy looking Charlie. This time you march right up to him and stand in front of him expectantly.

Charlie makes eye contact with you, giving you a small apologetic smile for still being on the phone. That is until he notices the ears placed on top of your head. He gives you a quizzical look, not yet connecting the dots.

You direct his gaze to the hem of your dress, toying with it and twirling it around your fingers. The motion hikes up your skirt to reveal the smallest peek of the baby pink garter belts you were wearing.

The muscles in Charlie’s shoulders stiffen.

“Come play Daddy.” You whisper knowing you had him right where you wanted him.

“I’m going to have to call you back.” Charlie abruptly hangs up the phone and tosses it onto the dining room table.

You feel his fingertips running along your flesh from your kneecaps to your thighs. His touch leaves a trail of goosebumps.

“What’s all this for, babygirl?” Charlie coos, his earlier irritation seemingly melting away.

“I wanted to surprise you. So I went out and got a very special costume.”

His head cocks to the side, intrigued to know more, “Is that so?”

You nod cutely, “Uh-huh! Happy Halloween, Daddy.”

Deep brown eyes dance in amusement, “And a Happy Halloween to you too, my girl.”

His once light touches quickly turn rough as his fingers grip at your thighs.

“Lets see this costume of yours, hm?” After the pent up frustrations of the day, Charlie was ready to forget himself in you, but you didn’t feel like being a good girl just yet.

You shake your head ‘no’ and take a step back. Just out of his reach.

“No?” Charlie’s brow creases. He’s momentarily at a loss for words. You never told him no.

“What’s gotten into my good girl?” He sounds surprised, but nonetheless holds out his hand for you with a smile, “Come show Daddy.”

You shake your head again, giggling mischievously.

The smile drops from Charlie’s face. “Little one,” He growls, his tone firm. “What did I just say? Come over here… Now. ”

He looks at you pointedly, gesturing for you to step forward.

Once more you shake your head, biting back a wide grin. “You'll have to catch your little rabbit.”

“You want me to catch you?”

You answer by taking a few steps back. Charlie rises to the challenge, stepping towards you, testing you.

“Maybe Daddy doesn’t have it in him to catch me.” You whisper teasingly, taking a second step back to see if he’ll follow. Naturally, he does.

He takes another step forward and you take one back. The tension grows between you, tight like a bow string ready to fucking snap.

The look in Charlie’s eyes makes your nipples harden. He didn’t like that you were misbehaving and yet… He wanted more.

Your heart hammers in your chest, you feel like his prey which is exactly what you wanted. You wanted him to fucking devour you.

“Better start running, little rabbit.”

Your stomach drops at the intensity of his words, but you take off. To give yourself some momentum, you use your hands to push yourself off of a nearby wall. You run as fast as you can throughout his apartment and down the hallway.

You give a quick look over your shoulder to see Charlie not even bothering to run after you. Totally unphased he gives you a head start before stalking after you.

His footsteps hit heavily upon the floor, letting you hear him gaining on you.

Your heart thunders in your chest as you try to bound into the bedroom and hide, but with legs as long as Charlie’s he easily catches up to you. His arms extend and grab you tightly around the waist.

You squeal, squirming in his arms in an attempt to get away. Charlie easily pulls you flush against his body, your back to his chest.

“Did you really think you'd escape me so easily, little rabbit?” Comes the low rumble in your ear.

The sound liquefies your insides. Your thighs clench to try and dull the throbbing ache. Charlie grinds himself against you which only increases your squirming.

Your chest rises and falls with your heavy breaths, “No fair! You're so tall- it's cheating!” You pout looking up at him with big eyes.

Charlie laughs darkly, looking down at your cute pouting face, “I warned you-” He pauses to run his hand softly up your body, caressing your delicious curves and up towards your breasts, “-not to test me.”

He tweaks your nipples through your clothes before reaching up to wrap a large hand around your throat. Your movements still and instead your body shudders under the force of his touch.

“But I like tests. I was a great student in school.” You tease while trying to remain calm. You were determined to not give in so easily.

“I'm sure you were such a good little school girl.” He growls and squeezes a little tighter around your neck, “But look at you now... determined to be so very bad .”

You shiver, eyes closing as the tiniest moan leaves your parted lips. Subconsciously you press your ass against him, whimpering when you feel the prominent bulge already forming in the front of his pants.

Charlie groans when you wiggle back against him and jerks your head so you look up at him. “Didn't you have something to show me?”

“I'm not sure what you mean?”

Your feigned wide eyed innocence makes his cock twitch and Charlie ruts himself into your back so you can feel him even more. He teasingly flicks your headband with his free hand before he drops his voice down to a low whisper in your ear, “What's caused all this attitude hmmm? My sweet little girl is so feisty today.”

“Well, it is Halloween after all. I wanted to be wicked.” You huff, biting your bottom lip slightly and pushing yourself harder against his cock. You’re wearing nothing but a tiny thong under your dress, leaving only that and his layers of clothes between you.

Charlie huffed in irritation at your defiance, “So, you want to be a bad girl? A bad girl hiding something under her pretty dress.”

Dropping both his hands to grip your thighs he presses thick fingers into your soft skin. He leans down so his chin is resting on your shoulder so he can continue to whisper in your ear, enjoying the shivers he's pulling out of you.

You whimper slightly and lean back into him, forgetting yourself for a moment.

Charlie hums in acknowledgment at his affect over you. “Still such a shame because Daddy wanted to play and see those cute little panties you're hiding under there. But you know the rules-”

As he speaks he curls his fingers under the hem of your maroon dress and runs light touches up your bare skin. He thrusts his hips forward, his cock growing harder with each passing second.

“Only good girls get played with.” Charlie finishes his sentence with a smile and hopes you can feel the outline of him, hard and thick against your back.

The blood rushes to your face when you feel him firmer against you. “It's more of a thong if I'm honest.”

Charlie tugs on your nipples through your dress to stop your cheekiness, “Brat.” he hisses and goes to pull away.

You cry out at the loss of contact and grab his hands to pull them back to your breasts. Charlie smiles in satisfaction, knowing your bad girl act wouldn’t last for much longer.

It takes all your strength to hold him in place but you still manage to look over your shoulder and give him your best pleading eyes. “Don’t go Daddy. Please?”

As fun as this new feisty side of you was, watching the defiance in you falter makes him throb.

Charlie coos at your soft, wide eyed expression, “Oh? Now those certainly don’t look like the eyes of a bad girl. I thought you wanted to be a bad, little rabbit?”

Making use of his hands being back on your breasts he pinches your nipples again. This time hard enough to make your hold on his hands loosen.

You moan in response and Charlie abruptly pulls his hands out from under yours. Gripping your shoulders, he spins you around so that you’re facing him. You push yourself into his chest but Charlie is already backing away, making his way into the bedroom.

With a whine you go to follow him but stop at Charlie’s firm order. “Stay put.”

This time you obey and watch as Charlie’s hand drops to his cock.

“Daddy can't lie, you've got him all riled up.” He moans, roughly palming himself through his pants. “So maybe I should treat you like a bad girl.”

You lose all ability over your oral motor skills. Your throat is suddenly too dry to even swallow.

Pleased by your apparent inability to speak, Charlie starts unbuttoning his blue dress shirt. Your eyes dart to every new piece of exposed flesh. Next, he runs his hands down his chest to his belt buckle. He spares no time undoing it, as well as unzipping his pants. Once free, he pushes them and his underwear down before sitting on the edge of the bed completely naked.

He leans back some, getting comfortable and holding himself up with one hand while the other lazily strokes his cock, “Take off the dress, Little One.”

Your mouth waters at the sight of him. So strong and in control as he touches himself. The lace of your thong clings to the slick outer lips of your cunt. Your desperation to be touched finally eclipses your need to misbehave. You turn around to face away from him, reach for the bottom of your dress and pull it up above your head. Carefully, you let it slip out of your grasp, the dress pooling in a heap on the floor.

You stand unmoving letting his dark eyes roam over the details of your costume. The bra and thong are both made up of delicate swirls of baby pink lace, complete with matching garter belts. Attached to the thong, right at the top of your butt is a fluffy white cotton tail.

Charlie growls at the sight and leans forward to deliver a swift smack to your ass. You jump, arching your ass back into the touch.

“Mmh, look at you. With your cute little tail right above that perfect fucking ass.”

The praise makes you shiver and look over your shoulder to see him smirking and tugging his cock faster. “Turn around for me sweetheart. Let me see you.”

You turn around, giving Charlie a peak at your taut nipples through the lace of the bra.

It’s too difficult to wait so you take a few tentative steps towards him before crawling into his lap. You wrap one arm around his neck while the other skims down his broad chest.

Charlie knows you’re trying to trick him into forgetting your earlier actions, but he would stick to his guns. He had plans for his little rabbit and your soft hands and pretty eyes wouldn’t derail him.

He tuts under his breath but you revel in how his skin pricks with goosebumps at your touch, “So she wants to be good now does she?” Charlie leans in and whispers close to your face, letting his breath fan over you.

Before you can respond he wraps his arms around you and lifts you up only to drop you onto the bed. “No little rabbit, you wanted to be bad so now you have to earn being good. I said, stay put!”

His forceful command makes you whimper. You watch as he stands back and starts playing with his cock, just out of your reach.

It hurts not being able to touch him.

“Maybe I should make my bad little girl beg? I like it when you whimper for me.” He teases watching your hands twitch in your lap. You look so unsure of what to do next and it turns him on all the more, “Your nipples look so painfully hard my poor girl, play with them for me.”

With a pout you sit up on your knees and reach behind you to unclasp your bra. You sit back on your heels, knees apart as you slip into sub stance. Now wearing nothing but the bunny tail thong and garters.

You cup your breasts in both hands and massage them gently, “Like this Daddy?”

Charlie moans when you start to pinch your nipples, “My sweet girl. Exactly like that. Keep going.”

His gaze drops to your parted knees, catching sight of the wet spot in the front of your panties.

Dark brown eyes glaze over.

Needy.

Feral.

“ Fuck, baby.”

He swears breathlessly as he jerks his cock faster. His fist moves up and down his length from the base to the tip over and over again.

His perfect beautiful girl kneeling before him was enough to bring him closer to the edge of cumming. But not before he taught you a lesson. Leisurely, Charlie walks closer to you, letting you eye the drop of precum beading on the head of his cock. He keeps moving closer until his cock is right in front of you.

So close that you could wrap your lips around it. If only he’d let you!

You look up at him desperately.

“What does my little rabbit want?” Charlie teases, laughing to himself at his next choice of words. “Does my little rabbit want a nice, thick carrot in her mouth?”

Without thinking you lick your lips, looking at him as if he was a whole meal for you to eat. You whimper pitifully but Charlie continues to jerk his cock inches from your lips.

He groans at the feeling of the muscles in his stomach tensing as he gets closer to cumming, “Maybe I should just cum all over that pretty little face and leave you there untouched?”

Your eyes widened in horror, “N-No please Daddy. I want to taste and I want to be touched!”

You meet his gaze, hands dropping from your breasts to grip the sheets by your knees. You lean in closer, pushing your ass out so he has a better view of your cottontail.

The last thing you do is open your mouth for him. Proof that all you wanted to do was please him.

Charlie moans at your act of submission, his free hand stroking the top of your head, “Oh that's my good girl, there she is. Looking like such a hungry little slut for me.”

He sounds so pleased that you practically purr at the praise.

“You want to be good for Daddy? Then you’re going to learn your lesson and swallow all of Daddy’s cum before I even think about touching you. Understand, little rabbit?”

“I understand. Every drop.” You open your mouth wider and stick out your tongue. He's standing so close to you that your tongue strokes the underside of the head of his cock. You look up at him with large begging eyes, practically drooling from your mouth being so wide open and your tongue sticking out.

At the feeling of your hot wet tongue Charlie moans from deep within his chest. It’s a dark guttural sound that makes your cunt impossibly wetter.

“Look at you, already drooling. So eager to taste Daddy’s cum.”

The veins in his cock pulse against his palm and on your tongue. His free hand strokes its thumb over your cheek, making sure your attention is on him when he speaks. “Looks like someone’s back to being an obedient little slut. I'm glad you've learnt your lesson.”

You nod, a needy whine bleeding from your throat.

The pitiful sounds you let out are enough to send him over the edge. Charlie moans your name and paints ropes of cum over your wanting tongue.

You can't help from wrapping your lips around the head and sucking on it like hard candy. Charlie continues to stroke himself into your mouth as you suck down every last drop, only stopping when he pulls his cock from your mouth.

He stands back, panting and watching you happily swallow down his load.

Charlie hums and leans down to kiss you. He strokes his tongue deep into your mouth while running his fingers up into your hair to grip a fistful. “Do you think you've earned back the title of being my good girl?”

You shudder in his grasp, rubbing your thighs together to relieve the ache in your cunt, “I’ve learned my lesson Daddy. I swear it.”

A sly grin comes over Charlie’s features. His voice drops an octave as he whispers.

“We’ll see about that.”

With his hand still in your hair, he pulls you to your feet and sits down in your place. He releases you, his touch feather-light coming up your thighs to the elastic band of your thong.

His mouth falls open in a groan when he sees how soaked they are. The pink lace now stained with your slick.

“As much as Daddy has enjoyed your costume. It needs to come off now.” Charlie pulls down your panties and helps you step out of them.

Charlie reaches up and adjusts the bunny ears to stop them from falling and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. The fact he can still be gentle while punishing you makes you smile. A reassuring feeling washing over you that despite you being bratty- you are still cared for.

“You were such a good girl swallowing down all my cum. Tell me, what does the little rabbit want for a reward?”

Your ears literally perk up at his words. Without hesitation you scramble onto the bed and quickly pull out a carrot shaped vibrator from under your pillow that you’d hidden earlier, “I want this Daddy.”

Charlie tries not to laugh at the shape of the toy and your sheepish expression.

He isn’t quick enough to respond so you feel the need to entice him. You sit back against the pillows, knees drawn to your chest before letting them part to reveal your wet cunt to him. You don’t hesitate to turn it on and rub it along your folds, “Please? Come play with your cock hungry little rabbit.”

Charlie growls, his earlier amusement evaporated. He slides up the bed to sit on his side beside you, “Well look at you little one, so fucking wet for me.”

You nod, the toy touching your clit and making you whimper.

His hand comes up to take it from you, a sinister smirk on his face, “Should Daddy take over, little one? Fuck you with your carrot and stretch you open before I give you my cock?”

Your eyes nearly cross, nodding at his question. He takes the toy as you hand it to him and plays with it in his hands for a second, seeing it glisten with how wet you’ve gotten it already without it even being inside you. He turns the vibration down to the lowest setting and looks at you, holding your gaze. He slips it between his full, plush lips tasting your juices on it, groaning in satisfaction as he did, and getting it wetter before holding it against your hole.

“You want me to stretch you so you can take my cock? Like this?” He pushes the toy achingly slow into you before turning the vibration up one setting.

“Yes! Please stretch me open. Need to be stretched open for Daddy's cock!” Your moans grow louder, hips rocking into the toy.

“My beautiful, impatient girl,” He watches as you screw your eyes shut in pleasure, “You're being so good for me now, babygirl.”

As a reward, Charlie turns the vibrations up higher and starts to pump the toy in and out of you. He groans at the sound of how wet your pussy has gotten for him.

His stomach tightens as he watches you, his cock throbbing firmly against his stomach, “Don't shut those beautiful eyes sweetheart. I want you to look at me while I fuck this tight little hole.”

You whine back at him, feeling a familiar ache build up in your core, “Daddyyyyy. I'm so close! My pussy feels so full.”

“Yes, little one keep talking to me. You know how much Daddy loves it when you beg for him.” Large fingers take a hold of your jaw, holding you still so he can place a quick kiss to your trembling lips. He urgently coaxes you towards your orgasm needing to get his chance to be inside you, “I want you to cum for me baby. Cum for me, then Daddy will fuck you as much as you need.”

“F-Fuck! Daddy yes!” you grind into the toy harder and feel it touch your g-spot and it throws you over the edge of bliss.

You cry out his name, his real one, and shudder violently as you cum around the toy. Moans bleed from your throat. The aftershocks rip through you, but Charlie holds you steady- grounding you.

“Fuck my girl is so pretty when she cums. I can't wait to see it again.” Charlie chuckles at the sight of your now lopsided bunny ears and reaches up to pull the headband from your head. Your eyes open to find him grinning down at you. You might have just came, but it is clear that Charlie isn’t through with you just yet.

“Does my little rabbit want Daddy's cock?”

You nod with a hazy smile on your face. Without missing a beat, he slowly moves you both so that you sit straddling his lap once more, “Fuck, baby, Daddy is so desperate for you.”

Once on his lap you position yourself over him, Charlie’s hand helps guide his cock to your entrance. You purposely move slowly, so that you can feel the stretch of inner walls. He’s so fucking thick . It doesn’t matter how many times he’s fucked you. His cock always stretches you to your limit. You place your hands on Charlie’s broad chest, anchoring yourself as you start to roll your hips.

It’s clear he’s attempting to remain still. His jaw set from the way he grinds his teeth. He’s trying to give you time to adjust to his size.

But you can feel him throbbing inside your tightness, making you gasp, “Daddy's cock is throbbing so much. Does Daddy feel good?”

“Yes… feels fucking amazing, baby.” Warm brown eyes roll back at the feeling of your heat fully wrapped around him. You’ve taken every inch of him now and it makes him feral. “This delicious fucking cunt is perfect, do you know that? Do you know how perfect you are?”

His breathless words of praise make you blush, grinding into him harder as your nails bite into the flesh of his chest. Charlie doesn’t care, his only focus is feeling you take all of him-making him growl.

The low sound has your mouth falling open in a little ‘o’ shape as you buck against him in search of friction.

He smirks teasingly at you as you buck into him. His hands move to your waist and guide you to start bouncing on his cock.

Slowly at first, but then he keeps talking.

“Can you feel how deep I am? Daddy is so proud of his girl and her hungry cunt.”

Your movements speed up, quickly becoming sloppy as your thighs shake. You’re a desperate thing and Charlie knows it. Your cunt clenches around him in response to every dirty word he speaks. “That’s it, fuck Daddy’s cock like the mindless little rabbit you are. I want you to cum again for me sweetheart, can you do that? I want to feel this pussy gush all over me.”

You try to verbally respond but nothing other than nonsensical nosies leave your mouth. Smugly, Charlie sits up straighter and plants his feet in the mattress, giving him a better angle to thrust up into you.

You cry out, hands grope at his arms and shoulders- anywhere you could reach as he fucks you. Flesh smacking together the more aggressive you both become.

Charlie reaches for the vibrator turning it all the way up and placing it in your hand, “Put this on that needy clit for me little rabbit.”

He watches how your eyes blow wide but nonetheless you take it from him, and instantly place it on your clit. You bite your bottom lip to stop from screaming, much to Charlie’s displeasure.

“Louder! Daddy wants to hear you.” He grabs your free hand and pulls it tight behind your back, giving you no other choice but to sit atop his cock and take his brutal thrusts.

Your vision blurs from the assault of pleasure on your senses. Your body is a sweaty trembling mess as he fucks you. Your clit throbs and pulses in time with your heavy breathing.

All the while Charlie watches you as if you’re performing some beautifully written sonnet.

“That's it beautiful girl, cum for me.” He grunts, speeding up as much as possible as you start chanting at him.

“Yes! Make me cum, Daddy! Make me cum! Make me fucking cum!”

You already have his permission so you don’t stop yourself when your orgams washes over you. You tense and then release- slick gushing out of you and all the way down to Charlie’s balls. Probably even to the sheets below him.

You gasp for breath as if you’re drowning- needing to fill your lungs with enough oxygen. Charlie holds you as you slump against him, pressing kisses to your skin as you try to regain yourself.

He slows down his thrusts until he is languidly stroking your walls to let you come down.

After a moment you look down at him, still gasping, “D-Daddy cums now?”

He chuckles and his voice comes out strained as he tries to hold himself together for you, “Yes, rabbit. Daddy comes now. Where do you want Daddy to cum? I'll give you the choice since you're behaving again.” You look deep into his eyes and whimper, “Fill me up with your cum Daddy. I want every drop that you can give me, please?”

His cock twitches at your words and Charlie instantly picks up his pace. Your hands move to his shoulders to steady yourself. His thrusts are less precise now that his orgasm is approaching but they remain forceful. Your entire body shaking and bouncing from it as you whimper.

The sound of your whines make him reach out and capture your face in his hand. He kisses you and presses his forehead against yours, gritting his teeth and growling.

“Such a good girl aren't you? Wanting Daddy to fill you up, letting Daddy cum for you. So good to me.” He pants as he feels himself getting closer to cumming, rambling as he loses himself in the feeling of your cunt.

He releases your face and lowers his hands to your breasts pulling harshly on your nipples. You cry out, your cunt clenching around him-giving him the exact response he wanted.

He smiles through gritted teeth, tugging on the other nipple and it’s enough to push him over the edge. Charlie’s hips stutter and he moans your name, eyes rolling back slightly as you continue to clench around him.

His cock pulses, filling you up to the brim with his cum and overflowing.

Making a fucking mess that has you both shuddering.

Charlie slowly starts to come down. Muscles relaxing to slump against the headboard. He pulls you down with him so he can kiss you. He meets your lips with a blissful sigh, “Thank you, sweetheart.”

Carefully Charlie slips out of you, moaning lewdly as he watches the mix of cum drip from your swollen cunt, “Look at you my messy girl. That tight little hole is just dripping!”

You huff and hide your face in embarrassment, but Charlie chuckles and shuffles you both to lay back against the pillows. You on your side and Charlie on his back.

He pulls you closer, letting you snuggle into the crook of his neck while he kisses your forehead. For a moment you both enjoy the silence, bodies settling comfortably until Charlie speaks. His tone is soft, wanting to check in with you. “Daddy is sorry if he teased you too much.”

“Don't be sorry Daddy, I was trying to push your buttons so we could play.”

Charlie nods and keeps placing kisses to forehead as your breathing gets slower, “I have a question for you, but first do you need anything little one?”

You smile at him softly and shake your head 'no', “Just you.”

He runs his fingers through your hair, pulling it just enough to massage your scalp, “Was that all it was? Pushing me so we could play?” His finger moves under your chin, and tilts it so you look up at him, “It's not like my good girl to act out. Where did the attitude come from, huh?”

A look of worry comes over your face and Charlie leans in to kiss it away.

“I’m not saying I didn’t like it. I definitely liked it.” He playfully nips at your nose causing you to giggle, but when he speaks again his tone is serious, “Have you been feeling like I’ve been neglecting you? Is that why you felt like you needed to get my attention?”

You aggressively shake your head and reach up to stroke his jawline, “No, Daddy, no! I just...” your cheeks heat up, color flooding them before you can continue.

“They say Halloween is a day that you can be anyone you want to be. So, I thought it would be fun to dress up and be…. a naughty girl.” You bite your bottom lip, “Are you mad at me?”

“No baby, I'm not mad at you. Of course I'm not, I just wanted to make sure my girl is well taken care of.” He plants a reassuring kiss to your lips, “It makes me happy that you trust me enough to push boundaries like that. But promise you'll tell me if I go too far in the future? Or if the teasing is too much, okay?”

You nod in agreement, “Yes Charlie, I promise. But this wasn’t too much, I liked it very much.”

He smirks at you then, “I'll be honest little one, I don't know if you've noticed-“ he drops his voice to a whisper, “-but I like you feisty.”

Without warning, Charlie begins to attack your face with kisses. Kissing you from your brow to your chin, enjoying how you giggle and squirm while begging for mercy.

Satisfied, he takes a deep breath and looks at you with such adoration and affection that it nearly takes your breath away.

“Happy Halloween, Daddy.” You whisper, hands reaching to pull him closer. Charlie hums in response, letting you guide him back down to your flushed face. “Happy Halloween, little rabbit.” He whispers before crashing his lips to yours once more.

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hellskitchenswhore · 2 years

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#smut (Vol. 2)

➸ Mad More by @hellsfirekeepsyouwarm

➸ The Bet by @poisondaisy - fluff and smut

➸ Relax by @pinkandblueblurbs - virgin!reader

➸ The Longest Day by @poisondaisy - You help Matt relax after a long day

➸ Stress by @stranger-nightmare - You help Matt relax after a long day

➸ The Devil's Trigger by @wint3r-h3art - a little #angst

➸ Devil's Advocate Part I, Part II by @eatommo - Thinking you'll be away for work, Matt gives up sex for Lent

➸ Sidebar by @peterman-spideyparker - You're nervous waiting for the results of your Bar Exam. Matt distracts you

➸ Devil!matt by @pastafossa - #rough sex

➸ "You taste like fucking candy" by @mattmurdocksscars

➸ The Devil That You Know by @lovelybucky1 - sub!Matt

➸ Pain Point by @letterfromvienna - Matt's #pain kink

➸ Matt can smell you ovulating by @milf-murdock

➸ Lawyer!matt by @letterfromvienna

➸ "Bend over and spread your legs." by @mattmurdocksscars

➸ Relax by @peterman-spideyparker - poor matt's had a long week, #bj

➸ Embrace It by @peterman-spideyparker - Your first time together

➸ Popsicle by @mindidjarin - Matts eating a popsicle, thats literally it. not technically smut but its still obscene. smut-adjacent, if you will

➸ Glory Be by @idrinkcoffeeandobsess - Matt finds another use for his rosary, #religious imagery, #praise kink

➸ "You like being treated as a doll, don't you?" by @mattmurdocksscars

➸ Do It Again by @coalix - You accidentally punch Matt in the face, not smut but still spicy

➸ Pussydrunk Matt by @twistneteclipse - Matt starts saying hail marys, #religious imagery

➸ Good Boy by @mattmurdocksscars - softsub!matt

➸ Teasing The Devil by @toomanystoriessolittletime - Matt doesn't show at an important event and you get revenge while he's in church, #angst

➸ Let Me Hear You by @stranger-nightmare - Matt encourages you to be a bit louder

➸ hands off by @grippingbeskar - You and matt make a bet who can last longer without touching the other, #mutual masturbation

➸ Slip Up by @peterman-spideyparker - You let the "D" word slip, #breeding kink

➸ lunch break by @briefcasejuice - Office sex with your boss

➸ subdrop by @clints-lucky-arrow - #comfort

➸ Desperation by @letterfromvienna - He really, really shouldn't be doing this.

➸ shut up by @skeletonsslut - Matts got you a bit overstimulated

➸ Mirror sex w/ Matt by @murdocks-devil

➸ Use Your Words by @amchapel - #dom!matt pushes your boundaries, #safe word

➸ Crossing the Line by @peachyxreads - Professor!Murdock

➸ closer by @idrinkcoffeeandobsess - #love

➸ "Divine" by @martyrmurdock - You're on your knees to worship, #religious imagery, #bj

➸ absolution by @andrewrussgarfield - #religious imagery

➸ catharsis by @andrewrussgarfield - FWB

➸ necessary stimuli by @briefcasejuice - #mutual masturbation

➸ Office Hours by @missbeewrites - you're at the firm feeling needy

➸ My Neck is Open Wide, Begging for a Fist Around It by @shedaresthedevil - Matt's nervous to be rough w/ you and you put him at ease. vigilante!reader w/ in-depth convo about kinks

➸ Breathplay by @weareallstoriesintheend - #softdom!matt

➸ Silk Sheets by @toomanystoriessolittletime - You work retail and a hot guy comes in looking for new silk sheets

➸ walk towards him or run by @mvtthewmurdvck - #angst

➸ forbearance by @prettyeyesnof4ce - in trying to close the distance between you, you push matt farther than you thought, #angst

➸ praise by @our-chaos - drabble, #breeding kink

➸ Delirious by @peachyxreads - Matt takes care of you after a long day

#masterlists #smut

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stylesparker · 2 years

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└1.3k marvel fic recs┐

CHARACTERS: tasm!peter parker, bucky barnes, matt murdock, frank castle, billy russo, wanda maximoff, natasha romanoff

tasm!peter parker

caviar and cigarettes. @scandalous-chaos

a gentle loving. @gotkindabored

sanctuary. @petcr3

love & web shooters. @peterthepark

in the real world. @luveline

bucky barnes

canyons and valleys. @wkemeup

for you. @fandoms-writings

nowhere else. @belladonnabarnes

NFWMB part one—part two. @nexusnyx

loverboy, talk of the town. @scandalous-chaos

voicemails. @lovelybarnes

matt murdock

dessert and dances. @alrighty-matty

familiar senses. @leahsficemporium

ask me tomorrow. @murdockparker

the last time. @weareallstoriesintheend

tell me why. @desireav

frank castle

I want you around. @calif0rnia-lovers

catch and break. @clints-lucky-arrow

on my nerves. @modern-vellichor

peace in your violence. @anynimity

no one knows. @foli-vora

wanda maximoff

lovable competition. @samwlscns

words beneath your skin. @missmonsters2

the love slideshow. @randomshyperson

kleptomaniac. @8bitscarlet

smut recs MINORS DNI!!

Don’t get mad at me if you read something that you don’t like or should not have read. I’m not responsible for your actions, and I have given a warning. The rest from this point is smut, so if you’re not into that, indulge in the lovely stuff above.

I’ll crawl home to her @gotkindabored tasm!peter parker x reader

sweet girl of mine @inklore tasm!peter parker x reader

your friendly neighborhood sensitive spider @jin0 tasm!peter parker x reader

quiet my fears with the touch of your hand @letterstotheflre tasm!peter parker x reader

touch @msgorillagripcoochie tasm!peter parker x reader

advanced human anatomy @spidervee tasm!peter parker x reader

ridiculous @peterthepark tasm!peter parker x reader

act nice and gentle @ohcaptains frank castle x reader

kiss it better @lordabovehelpme frank castle x reader

nothing fucks with my baby @grippingbeskar frank castle x reader

nights under blankets @maximotts wanda maximoff x reader

get it outta your system @pillow-titties billy russo x reader

delicate pleasures @fairydxll tasm!peter parker x reader x gwen stacy

#1.3k fic recs

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adcuficexchange · 3 years

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ADCU Fall 2021 Fic Exchange Masterlist

It’s here: the full collection of Charlie Barber x Reader fics for the Fall 2021 exchange!

Let Yourself by - @hedgy-hog (M, 12.3K)

When Henry befriends a boy at the park, Charlie finds himself gaining a new friend as well in a single parent. But as the days pass, and the text messages grow in abundance, so does Charlie's apprehension. He can't afford to lose a good thing. But when you smile at him like that, the risk may be worth it.

Public Relations by @roanniom (E, 3.9k)

Post-divorce, Charlie is on the press tour for his first directing gig on a feature film. You're his studio-hired publicist sent to keep him from alienating reporters with his negative attitude. You clash when it comes to presentation - but who will win in this battle of wills?

Charlie Says by @jynzandtonic - (E, 1.1k)

When Charlie catches you riding his pillow, he needs to remind you how to follow his rules.

Seasons of Love by - @saynotoshityouhate (M, 2.2k)

You’re a barista at a local coffee shop, frequented by the handsome theater director a few blocks down. You become friends as he goes through a nasty divorce. This one shot is a set of short scenes, like a play, showing the highlights of your relationship throughout a year.

Worth the Wait by @kittensmctavish - (M, 11.8k)

Not many students are so close to Charlie's age. ...really, none have been, until you.

Making Up for It by @miraclesabound - (M, 1.9k)

Charlie acted stupidly about eighteen months ago and genuinely put the Reader in danger from her abusive ex. The least he can do now is help Reader out on her newest set design project.

All of the Stars by @glassbxttless - (Not Rated, 2.1k)

You and Charlie have a quiet life in California, finally away from the big Apple. Charlie wishes your heart was beating, so badly he mentions a cure— and things just don’t sit well with you.

Barista with Benefits by @weareallstoriesintheend - (G, 2.7k)

You take Charlie and Henry on a little afternoon trip to the coffee shop where you work, your first real outing with Charlie as a couple. Not only do you have to battle your nerves when it comes to the prying eyes of your nosey work friends but an unexpected guest throws a spanner in the works of your sweet, quiet afternoon.

#ADCU Fall 2021 Fic Exchange #adcu fic exchange #adcu community #charlie barber #charlie barber x reader #charlie barber x you #charlie barber fanfiction #charlie barber/reader #charlie barber/you #adcu fanfiction #adam driver character

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saynotoshityouhate · 3 years

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My Turn (Ben Sackler x Reader)

A/N: This is the story of Ben Sackler - the sweetest, goodest boy with the horniest horndog inside him. He’s smart, goofy, and your best friend. This blend of Ben Solo and Adam Sackler came about while talking to my friend @weareallstoriesintheend and it’s safe to say we love him very much. I hope you love him as much as we do. I wrote this on my phone so please forgive any errors.

Words: 1918

Tags: domestic violence (just a little), friends to lovers, fingering and piv

Ben takes off his glasses, rubbing his bleary eyes, having stared at the same spreadsheet all day. The data wasn’t making sense, the numbers turning to hieroglyphs - a jumble of who knows what. His phone rumbles on the desk next to him. Picking it up, he smiles his signature goofy grin upon seeing your name light up the screen.

Bennyyyyyy! Step away from the computer and come over? I ordered too much pizza again and if you don’t get here soon I’ll eat it all. Pleeeeeeeaseeee?

He chuckled to himself and replied a quick “on my way” before shutting work down for the evening. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do for you, he’d run across the city if you asked him.

You and Ben Sackler had been friends since you moved to the city. For a short while you had dated one of his roommates, a real asshole who Ben had tried to warn you about. One night Ben returned home from work and saw him slap you across the face. Ben rushed to your side, punching his roommate square in the jaw before sweeping you out of the door and down the street to a local diner, where he ordered you both burgers and milkshakes and held you while you cried. He was your knight in shining armor, and you were inseparable ever since.

“Door’s open!” You shouted, hearing Ben’s signature knock. You shook your head, why he still knocked at this point was past you. He basically lived at your apartment.

“Hey, kiddo. Did you save me a slice?” Ben kicked off his boots, dropping his heavy messenger bag on the floor with a thud. His voice was deep and mumbly, thick with exhaustion from a long work week.

You knelt up from your seat on the sofa, feet folded beneath you as you held your arms out to hug him. “Of course I did, Benny Boy, that was just one time when I got super hangry. Will you never let me live it down?” He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a quick squeeze before plopping down next to you. “Probably not, no.” He winked at you before opening the pizza box on the table to grab a slice.

“So,” Ben spoke, mouth full of pizza, “Who are we mourning this week? Anti-vaxxer bro? The vegan lacrosse player? That girl with the neck tattoo?” You rolled your eyes. Ben knew about every person you had ever had a failed talking phase with. He was the first person you ran to when someone broke your heart. “No, we aren’t mourning anyone tonight. It’s just me and you and this pizza.” You extended your slice toward his to touch them together. “Cheers!”

Ben smiled, not only at the adorable pizza cheers, but also knowing you were happy spending time with him for no reason other than spending time with him. He took another bite, completely happy and content being in your presence. “So. Ben. Are you finally going to let me make you a dating profile?” Ben choked on his pizza. “Seriously? I don’t know…that doesn’t seem like a good use of anyone’s time.” He avoided your gaze, his cheeks tinging the slightest pink.

Ben hadn’t been on many, possibly any, dates since you knew him. He was always working, or traveling, and avoiding your offers to help set him up with friends. “Sackler. You’re a catch! You’re hot, successful, well read. Hell, I’d date you!” Ben spit out his drink at your final words, shocked to hear you say them. “Shiiiiit…” he cursed, grabbing napkins to clean up the mess he had made.

“Wow. No need to be so disgusted at the idea!” You crossed your arms over your chest. Mostly joking - but also…why not? “Come on, y/n, you don’t mean that.” Ben mumbled, focusing on mopping up his mess as you looked on with a furrowed brow. “Ben?” You shuffled closer to his side of the couch, placing your hand on his bicep. “Benny? What’s wrong?” Ben looked at your hand, and looked at you, your eyes deep with concern.

“Y/n, I…” Ben removes his glasses and rubs his eyes. “I should go…” Ben stood to leave, your hand gripping on to the sleeve of his black sweater, causing a small rip at the collar. “Shit, I’m so sorry, please don’t leave? Tell me what’s going on?” Ben’s back was turned to you, the broad muscles showing through the tight black sweater.

You stood, walking to stand behind Ben, placing one hand on his shoulder. He turned, his caramel eyes meeting yours - warm, worried…loving? He stepped forward, the space between you dissolving to nothingness. He placed one hand on your cheek, rubbing your cheekbone with his thumb. Your heart beats out of your chest, pounding in your ears. “Ben…” you exhaled, hot breath fanning out across his chest.

Ben leaned down, placing his pillowy, pink lips on yours. Your eyes fluttered closed, inhaling his piney cologne as you kissed him. You popped up on your tiptoes, wrapping your arms around his neck, smiling into him. You pulled away for a moment, looking up at him with a cheeky grin. “Sackler! You dog! Been holding out on me this whole time!” Ben’s eyes darkened, licking his bottom lip, tasting the bit of you your lips had left behind. His voice deepened as he pressed his forehead against yours. “Oh, y/n, you have absolutely no idea…”

He grabbed the backs of your thighs, lifting you up to straddle his waist. You yelped and giggled, knowing he was strong but not that strong! He recaptured your lips in his, a low growl bubbling in his chest. His kiss became hungry, bruising, needy. His tongue traced your bottom lip, and at your slightest acceptance, it dove inside, tangling itself with yours. You moaned into his mouth, a flood of warmth pooled between your legs. You couldn’t help but laugh - who’d have thought your innocent pizza invitation would have led to this?

Ben pulled away abruptly, looking down at you with a scowl, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. “Why are you laughing? Is this funny to you?” You gasped, eyes wide. “No! Ben, I was just thinking…” Ben dropped his arms from beneath you, your legs falling to the floor. His hands found your hips and spun you around, pushing you over the arm of the couch. “Less thinking, kid, more making up for lost time.”

He ripped your leggings and panties down your legs, leaving your ass bare and pointing up at him. He kneaded at your cheeks with his large hands. “Fuck, I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” He pulled your ass apart, exposing your glistening folds. “Looks like you’ve wanted this too, isn’t that right y/n?” You looked back at him, jaw agape…speechless. He reached one hand down, running a single finger through your wetness, drawing a whimper from your throat. Your eyes followed that finger up to Ben’s lips, salivating as he tasted you, his eyes closing as he hummed happily. “Sweeter than I could have ever imagined, y/n.”

“Benny! Don’t tease!” You whined, wiggling your hips at him, needing more contact. He chuckled. “I’ve waited a long time for this, I don’t plan to rush.” He took one thick finger and pressed at your opening, your wetness allowing for ease of entry as he slowly pushed inside. “Mmmmm, B-Ben….” You groaned, pushing your face into the cushions. “Feels so…good…” Ben smiled, leaning to place a wet kiss at the base of your spine, your shirt riding up with your positioning over the side of the sofa. “I’m glad. Need to be sure you’re ready, ready for all of me.”

Ben slowly pumped his one finger inside you, dragging it along your innermost walls. When you were ready, he added a second, his other hand circling around your hips to rub at your clit. “Fuuuuuck, y/n, you feel so good around my fingers. Can’t wait to feel you around my cock.” You moaned at the fullness you felt, and imagined how impossibly full you would feel with Ben inside you.

Ben was painfully hard inside his dress pants. He couldn’t take it anymore. He removed his fingers and you whined loudly at the loss of him. “Lay back on the couch for me, kid. I wanna watch you fall apart for me.” You pushed yourself up, moving around to lay back on the cushions, removing your shirt and bra, and allowing your legs to fall open as you waited. Ben’s eyes widened as he gazed over your naked form. Your eyes sparkled back up at him. He swallowed thickly. “You’re…so beautiful.” Your cheeks warmed, and you smiled. “Thank you, you’re not so bad yourself. Now get over here, Sackler!”

Ben whipped his ripped sweater over his head, unbuckled his belt and pushed his bottoms down to his ankles. His freed cock bobbed against his abdomen, precum dribbling out. He smiled, unbelievably happy to be with you, in this exact moment.

“You know how long I’ve wanted this? Wanted you? Since the first fucking day you stepped foot in our apartment.” He stepped towards you, kneeling on the cushions in front of you. He crawled over you, his dark hair falling into his face. “Really?” You brushed some of his hair out of his eyes, tracing his face with your fingertips. Why hadn’t you really seen him until now?

Ben nodded, closing his eyes into your touch. He opened them only to reach between you, aligning his well endowed length with your eagerly awaiting opening. “And then, after the break up, I had to wait…again! Watching one person hurt you after the next and holding you while you cried, fuck!” He slowly pushed himself inside, his eyes rolling back in his head as he reveled in the feeling of your warmth around him. “Ben!” You cried out, as your walls fluttered around him.

“Shit, kid, you feel so fucking good.” Ben leaned down to kiss you, passionately, before pulling out slowly. He looked deep into your eyes and whispered, his lips ghosting over yours. “I’m going to make you forget those other people ever existed. It’s only us now.” You whimpered, pulling his face down to kiss you again as he snapped his hips. “Fuck, Ben! Please…ruin me for anyone else, Ben. There’s only you!” He grinned, setting a relentless pace, your living room echoing with the wet slapping of the two of you together.

“It’s my turn, y/n. And I don’t plan on letting it become anyone else’s turn anytime soon. Understand? Say it!” You cried out, the coil in your stomach beginning to snap. “Yes! Ben! I’m yours, only yours!” Ben grunted as he punctuated the snapping of his hips, putting everything he had into the final few thrusts before you snapped, gripping his cock and pulling him with you over the edge. You both moaned out each other's names as you came together.

Ben collapsed on top of you, resting his dark hair on your chest. His legs hung off the sides of the couch, too long to fit comfortably. You ran your fingers through his hair, humming happily. “Was everything you said just now…true? Do you mean it?” Ben nuzzled his face into your chest, long arms wrapped around your middle. “Yes, y/n…every word.”

You kissed the top of his head and smiled. “Good. I’m happy to be yours, Benny.”

#Adam sackler #ben solo #adam sackler x y/n #ben solo x y/n #Ben Sackler #Ben Sackler x y/n #adcu #adcu community #adam sackler x reader #ben solo x reader #Ben Sackler x reader #saynotoshityouhate #weareallstoriesintheend

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weareallstoriesintheend · 3 years

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Full Court Press (NBA!Kylo Ren x Reader) - Part 2

A collaborative fic by @weareallstoriesintheend & @saynotoshityouhate

Link to Part 1

AU Inspo: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdpBEY21/

Words: 2832

Summary: You found yourself in the Tie Fighters locker room after the game with the one and only Kylo Ren. You quickly realize he didn’t invite you here just to give you an autograph.

Warnings: Smut, Fingering (f receiving), Pet Names (good girl, Princess), PIV Shower Sex, Kylo Ren is a bit of an arrogant dick.

His lips tugged and sucked at yours relentlessly, his tongue sliding languidly into your mouth. For the first couple of seconds you were frozen, unsure of how to respond to the Kylo Ren kissing you without even so much as a word. But as he deepened the kiss further, lowering his hands to your waist to tug you into the curve of his body you caved. You relaxed into him, momentarily forgetting where you were, humming a quiet moan and you felt him smile.

All of a sudden, coming back your senses, you pulled back and pushed him away from you with hands flat on his broad chest, “What the fuck are you doing?” you exclaimed with a little less anger than you’d been hoping for.

He continued to smile at you letting his eyes roam over your body, your chest heaved anxiously as you sucked air into your lungs in an effort to calm yourself.

As you took a step back he followed you, it struck you as odd that his movements didn’t feel predatory… they felt intriguing.

You took a second to take him in as he loomed before you; his shirt was off, ditched somewhere behind him, and his shorts hung low on his hips. Sweat was dripping between his impressive pecs and you could see him clenching his fists at his sides causing the veins in his forearms to bulge. Your eyes lingered on the twisting patterns of his tattoos that slunk down his left arm, shamefully the sight of them alone made your cunt throb.

“A-Answer my question” you internally rolled your eyes as your voice stuttered, you were hoping for something a little more commanding and he knew it.

“Kissing you” he stated, “What does it look like I’m doing?”

You went to speak but stopped dead as he took another step, levelling himself with you and staring down. “I’m a stranger” you whispered, a little nervous of his intentions with you in this empty locker room.

Suddenly you were shoved with considerable force back into the wall, his forearm across your chest holding you still. His lips dropped close to your ear and he let out a quiet growl under his breath, “You think I didn’t notice?” he asked, voice teasing and amused “You think I was too focused on the game to see the way you were looking at me?”

“Maybe that’s why you lost?” you looked up at him with wide innocent eyes, raising the pitch of your voice just a little and lifting a questioning eyebrow.

His eyes blew dark and he growled once more pushing you impossibly further back into the cold wall. Before you could say anything further he grabbed you by your shoulders and pushed you into one of the cubbies, sitting you down on the bench below where his clearly expensive clothes were hung. As you dropped onto the bench with force you could hear the row of neatly stacked watches clatter, you flinched in case they fell knowing all too well that even just one was probably worth more than your yearly salary.

You looked up at him as he towered over you, he pressed one hand up above you, leaning down ever so slightly as he ran his fingertips along your jaw. Taking a tight grip he forced you to look up at him, “Don’t take your eyes off me.”

He let go of your jaw and trailed one finger down your neck, slowly in between your breasts and over your stomach. You resisted the urge to visibly shudder at the seductive way he was treating you.

His dexterous fingers flicked the button of your jeans open and slowly pulled the zip. He smirked as the rise and fall of your chest quickened and your legs opened just a little.

“Tell me to stop” he whispered, leaning down so that his face was level with yours, breath ghosting over your face. You gulped heavily and shook your head.

He chuckled low in his chest and smiled, “So willing to fuck a complete stranger?” he asked, “Such a little whore.”

You whimpered quietly as you felt him slip his hands past the tight material of your jeans and play with the soft cotton of your underwear. His face was plastered in a smirk, “I love how you respond to me.”

As he spoke he slipped his fingers into your underwear, feeling and pressing into your cunt. You moaned brokenly as he slid his fingers over your clit.

“So wet for me already” he chuckled before leaning forward and capturing your trembling lips in a deep kiss. You let out another pathetic whimper at the soft, delicious slide of his tongue into your mouth. His skilled fingers picked up their pace against your clit causing you to let out a muffled moan. Kylo let out his own moan as he heard your hands slap down onto the wood seat beneath you and grip the edge tightly; arrogantly enjoying just how much his touch was affecting you.

You gasped his name into his lips as his fingers lightly traced your throbbing clit. His eyes watched you hungrily; he leant back and used his free hand to brush back a curl of hair that had fallen loose from the tight top-knot he’d wrestled his thick locks into. Instead of leaning back into the wall he crouched in front of you, slipping his fingers down from your clit to push two inside you.

Gasping at the sensation that filled you, impossibly thick fingers stroking along your walls, your spine tingled with electricity. The sensation caused you to tilt your head back and your eyelashes to flutter gently closed.

You reached forward and grabbed his forearm in desperation, “Kylo” you whined, bucking your hips into his hand causing the heel of his palm to brush against your clit.

“So the question is…” he began, his voice low and teasing “…do I make you cum on my fingers or on this?”

You opened your eyes just a little to look up and you saw him palming his hard cock through his shorts and you clenched hard around his fingers. Openly laughing he curled his fingers slightly inside of you, “Question answered”

Grabbing you by the wrists he roughly pulled you to your feet, he began to tug your clothes from your body. As you kicked off your shoes and lifted your blouse over your head, in fear he’d rip it, he bent down and pulled your jeans and underwear down your legs. You reached behind you and unclasped your bra as you watched him shimmy his shorts and underwear down. A quiet gasp was all the sound you could make at the sight of his blushed red hard cock bobbing against his stomach.

You squealed as he abruptly picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder and walking off into a tiled room you presumed was the showers. He placed you down on unsteady feet before turning on the shower with a twist of the handle. Warm water began cascading down over his body; you followed the water droplets that dripped down his soft tanned skin with your fingertips. Kylo turned towards you sighing as the water flowed down his back, probably soothing some aching muscles.

You carded your hands up into his messy long hair tugging it loose from the knot it was tied in. Pulling him down you guided him to that spot behind your ear that made you shudder, instantly you felt him smile into your neck and he pressed a tantalizingly soft kiss to that spot.

“Just here?” he asked, his deep voice reverberating through you.

You nodded frantically and he smiled against you once again letting out a cocky chuckle. His plush lips sucked hard at the sensitive skin causing a moan to erupt from low in your chest. A combination of the touch of his lips and the warm stream of water caused a rush of heat to climb up your body from your toes and you let out a fractured whine, “More...please?”

Without giving you a chance to even take a breath he bent down and hooked his arms under your thighs, hoisting you haphazardly to tuck your legs around him. Kylos body felt even bigger like this, caging you against the wall, it felt like every inch of your skin was being touched by his. Dipping his head he captured your pebbled nipples in his mouth, one after the other, stroking his tongue over the hardening buds. Your clit ached with a hard pulse as you felt a rush of wetness, feeling overcome with so much him.

He began pressing his full lips into your neck again; sucking and licking his way around the soft skin eliciting gasp after gasp from your open lips. As he pressed his hips further into you his cock, pulsing between you, slid up the slit of your dripping wet cunt and his tip bumped against your clit. The feeling sent shockwaves through you both and his hands slipped a little. You gasped his name as you slid a little down the wall, he lifted you back up and rutted into you again.

“So beautiful” he murmured and when your eyes focused on him, a flash of heat crept up to your cheeks when you saw his expression. He was staring down at your cunt with a look that could only be described as starvation. You whimpered and squirmed when he suddenly dipped forward, his lips just barely touching yours. When you leant to capture them he pulled back with a cocky grin.

“You seem to like asking questions…so ask me.”

“P-please?” you pleaded quietly, unsure exactly what he wanted you to say. He didn’t respond and just continued to look at you with an expectant raised eyebrow.

“Please Kylo? … I want you inside me. Please make me feel good.” you begged quietly, suddenly worried people may hear you even over the rush of the shower.

He groaned as he bumped your clit again and again with the flushed tip of his cock. You felt him tease your hole with it as you linked your legs around him harder pulling him into you. He paused, taking a second to catch your eye contact; you nodded, giving him permission.

Finally you felt Kylo harshly push his cock inside of you, not giving you time to adjust to the stretch. With one snap of his hips he bottomed out, connecting his hips with yours, and you dug your nails into his biceps with a cry. The feeling of him instantly overwhelming you with how full you felt, your head flung back hitting the tile with a smack. He stilled himself, breathing heavily into your wet hair as you whimpered for him.

“Kylo, f-fuck… move please” you begged bucking your hips up into him, desperate to feel the drag of him against yours walls again.

“You sure, Princess?” he laughed.

“Yes!” you pleaded looking at him with wide doe eyes. He bent and kissed you before pulling out of you slowly and plunging back inside. You cried out loudly, eyes rolling back.

You felt yourself getting louder and louder as he continued to firmly thrust into you, making sure you took every inch of him as your legs held him in a death grip. You felt him shuffling and realised he was moving to hold you with one arm.

The thought that his wide, muscled body was able to hold you up with only one arm and the weight of his body pressing you against the wall made you clench around him. His free hand came up to clap over your mouth muffling your cries, “Stay quiet for me, can’t have anybody ruining our fun” he grunted into your ear.

Your cunt clenched at his words, feeling your stomach tighten, and he groaned at the sensation. He picked up his pace, rutting into you hard and you winced at the slam of your hips and lower back against the unforgiving tiled wall.

“That’s it. Good girl, you take me so good.”

You whimpered, your desperation was overpowering; you felt like you were drowning all the while he was calm, thrusting hard and deep in your dripping cunt. Your fingernails began digging harsh red lines into his shoulders as you feel yourself getting closer to cumming. Your hands pull his sopping hair in a harsh grip, there was nothing sweet or loving about the two of you right now, this was pure, vicious need.

His own thrusts began to stutter and you manage to brokenly moan out his name, gathering yourself as much as you could and sucking in deep breaths “Fuck, please cum for me!”

“Not until you give me what I want, Princess. Show me how I make you feel.”

You can tell by the tone of his voice that he’s gritting his teeth as he grunts into the crux of your neck. He pulls up slightly and you unscrew your eyes to look at him; water from the shower was dripping down his forehead and slicking back his hair, his pupils were blown wide and his face was flushed a pretty pink – it was the most sinfully erotic thing you’d ever seen.

The grip over your mouth released and you felt him move his hand down your body between the two of you and lightly brush your clit. You cry out, head back and eyes closed again. He began to stroke firm circles over your clit in time with his thrusts whilst he coaxed you in that captivatingly low tone that comes from deep within his chest, “That’s it beautiful girl, I don’t care who hears you now. Let them hear what I can do to you. Cum for me.”

You felt your orgasm rush over you like fire licking your skin. You arched up, breasts pressing into his chest, scratching your nails down his biceps as you grabbed him wildly. Body wracking against him as you shout his name.

However he doesn’t give you a second longer to come down from your overstimulated state before he’s gripping your thighs with both hands and pummelling his hips into yours. His cock feels like it’s in your ribcage as he urges himself towards cumming.

You whimper and plead with him, tear-filled eyes holding his gaze as he grunts and curses. All of a sudden his furrowed eyebrows raise and he screws his eyes shut, you feel his hips falter and he cums with a shout, gripping your legs tightly and rutting himself into you.

After a few seconds of heavy breathing into your neck he reaches down and turns off the shower. You slide down his body as his hands release you.

Kylo grips your chin once you are down on your feet and tugs you into a heavy kiss, “Get dressed” he says against your lips. He walks away from you a little to toss you a towel from the basket in the locker room.

You sigh, muscles throbbing and legs shaking as you dry yourself down. Your throat stung from the strain of your cries and your hands felt like they were vibrating as they patted the towel against your skin.

As you make your way back into the locker room, drying the ends of your hair, you watch intently as he slips himself into dark trousers, a smart shirt and adjusts one of the impressive silver watches around his thick wrist.

Keeping your eyes lingering on him you pull your own clothes back on and take a seat to pull your shoes on.

“I want you here, after every game. You’re mine. You hear me? Mine.”

You nodded, your throat too sore to speak.

“I’ll have my assistant leave tickets at will call. No underwear next time. Now get out of here, out the side door. I have a press conference to get to.”

You stood, grabbing your things, avoiding his gaze. As you headed to the door, Kylo grabbed your wrist, pulling you back towards him. You stumbled into him, bracing yourself against his chest. Not daring to meet his gaze, you looked at your feet.

“Look at me.” Lifting your chin with one finger, a finger that had just been deep inside you, your eyes met his. “Mine, princess. All mine.”

He lowered to your level, placing a chaste kiss against your lips, eyes remaining open and on yours.

“Go.” He let go, backing away from you, taking one last look at your body as you scurried away.

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“Kylo, you seem in a great mood for someone who had one of the worst performances of his career. What’s going through your head right now?”

Kylo smirked, winking at the journalist in the front row who asked the question. “Let’s just say, I found my good luck charm. I’ll see you next week.”

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Gifts & Praise {sugar daddy!Kylo Ren x Reader}

Oh hell yes! Give me Praise Kink with Sugar Daddy!Kylo to go please!! All my love, @weareallstoriesintheend 💕

hello, dear! one praise kink x sugar daddy!kylo fic coming right up!! sending love to you <3 (also uhhh this is my first time ever writing daddy kink, so please be nice to me lol)

warnings: smut. praise kink. bondage. lingerie. dirty talk/degradation. eating out. p in v. unprotected sex/creampie.

(possible) tw’s: daddy kink. sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship dynamics.

word count: 1.3k

Kylo’s calloused hands slip the black silk from your shoulders, revealing the fine lace set he bought you when he was in Milan for business. He places a soft kiss on your bare shoulder blade before stepping around to stand in front of you, truly drinking in the sight.

You sit politely on the edge of his king bed, looking up at him like you’d do anything he asked in this moment. Which you would, and you both knew it.

“I love it when you wear my gifts, dove.” He hums, reaching down to trace his fingertip along your jawline, then down the side of your neck. “You always look so beautiful in them.”

Your lips quirk up into a small smile as you look up at him, then lay back on the bed to show off more of the luxurious lingerie currently on your body. He smirks, palming himself through his suit pants.

“Fucking tease.” He mumbles with a soft chuckle, shaking his head. “Now spread your legs like a good girl, wanna see your little pussy.”

You bite your finger teasingly as you spread your legs open, revealing the crotchless panties that go with the set. You’re already soaking wet, you’re sure, and by the look on Kylo’s face, you know your guess is correct.

He’s practically salivating as he eyes up your glistening folds, cupping his length through his pants with a small groan. You begin to squirm on the mattress, teasingly closing and re-opening your legs as you do so.

“Do you like how I look for you, daddy?”

Kylo smirks, stepping forward to smooth his free hand down your inner thigh, forcefully pushing your leg down towards the bed in order to keep them spread. You gasp at his sudden motion, chewing at your lip seductively. “Mmm you know I do, dove. You look like such a whorish little thing, laying there in the lingerie your daddy bought you with a soaked cunt that’s so desperate to be fucked.”

A breathy whine presses past your lips when his hand suddenly comes down on your bare folds, smacking them harshly. Your hips leap up off the bed, pussy stinging in the aftermath of his assault. He does it again, and then one more time before pulling away completely and walking over to his closet.

When he turns around, you look down and see the object in his hand, breath catching in your throat. He smirks, unlocking the heavy-duty handcuffs with a mechanic hiss before extending them to you.

“Cuff yourself to the bed while daddy undresses. Can you be a good girl and do that for me, dove?”

You nod, taking the cuffs from his grip. “Yes, daddy.”

As you slip the cuffs through the headboard and position your wrists in them, you watch Kylo shed his work suit, then you watch his beautiful cock bob freely out in front of him.

He crawls on top of you, then, clicking the handcuffs in place around your wrists before forcing your legs apart. His thick digits dip down to trace your soaked folds, teasing your tender treasure before abruptly pulling away.

Your eyes widen as you watch him kiss down your body until his head rests between your legs, hot breath breezing over your center. You bite your lip and gasp when he suddenly pushes forward, connecting his mouth with your folds.

His lips and tongue work as a team to pleasure you and he smirks when your back arches up, a gasp coming from your lips. Your feet skid on the mattress as Kylo works your folds.

“Mmmm, sweet kitty, my sweet little kitty.” He hums against you, drawing back a bit to kiss and nibble at your inner thighs. “You’re doing so well for me, dove, keeping nice and quiet. Mm, a good girl you are for daddy, aren’t you?”

You nod quickly, whining and pushing your hips up slightly. “Uh hhuh, only for you, d-daddy.”

His mouth hovers over your core, breath wafting across your slick skin.

“What should daddy do with you now, hm dove? Should he keep licking your little cunt or should he split you open on his cock?” He kitten licks your cunt, teasing you.

You open your mouth to speak, but he quickly delivers a swift smack to your center, smirking up at you.

“Oh it wasn’t a question, silly little whore. Daddy will play with your kitty exactly how he sees fit.” He rocks back on his haunches, admiring you for a moment before standing and quickly snatching your ankle in his hand, thumb stroking the protruding bone. “Hold your legs open for daddy, dove. Spread them as wide as you can, open yourself up.”

Your hands hold the backs of your thighs and you pull your legs apart as far as you can, effectively showing off your glistening cunt to his wanting eyes. He grunts in approval, pumping himself a few times as he looks down at your folds.

“That’s a good girl, so good and obedient for her daddy. A good girl with a good little kitty, nice and wet and ready. Mmm, now tell daddy how much you want to have your pretty kitty fucked.”

You whimper, pulling against the cuffs. “I want it, daddy, please. Please fuck me, I’m so needy for you.”

Kylo smirks down at you as he climbs on top of you, lining himself up with your soaked entrance. He thrusts in without warning, jaw clenching as your insides stretch open to accommodate his intrusion.

“D-Daddy.” You breathe, back arching up off the mattress.

He allows you a moment to re-adapt before picking up a quick rhythm with his hips, watching as your body begins to bounce beneath him. His head tilts back, a shaky breath leaving his mouth.

“Oh dove, god you’re always so fucking tight for me. Love this kitty, fffucking love it, such a good kitty.” His hips speed up just a bit and his head falls limp, looking down at you. “Loooook at you, taking daddy s-so well. I’m very proud of you, little one, you’re doing well for me.”

Your fingernails dig into your palms, wrists tugging against their restraints as your moans bounce off the walls of his bedroom. “Fuck, daddy, dddaddy...!”

He’s greatly encouraged by your noises, fucking you even harder and causing the headboard to begin slamming up against the drywall. Neither of you could be bothered to care, though, not at a time like this.

“Thaaaaat’s it, c’mon dove, go on and cum for me. Wanna feel my kitty squeeze and cream all over my cock.” His fingers press down and circle your stiff clit, groaning when your walls clamp down around him. “Cum for me, my good girl, c’mon! Cum!”

Your whines quickly turn to cries as your climax hits, insides spasming around his length and hips jerking up off the bed.

“Goooooood girl, fffuck!” Kylo moans, fucking you through your high before coming to his own, burying his creamy seed deep inside you. “Mmmmfffhhhh.”

He rolls off you and you both take a minute to catch your breath and compose yourselves. Before you can get up, though, he wraps an arm around you and pulls you back against his chest. His lips press a single kiss to your shoulder blade.

“Thank you, dove.”

“Mmm, mmhmm.” You nod, a small smile tugging at the corners of your mouth as you climb out of bed and prepare for your leave. Once you’re dressed, you look over your should with a small smile. “Until next time, daddy.”

Kylo smirks, giving you a small nod.

“Until next time, dove.”

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