#ybxreader

[ziee]

Yb(TeddyBear) x Reader

"Before I go, I wanted to get you something special." Your dad says, turning around to rummage in his bag. You watched his back in curiosity, wondering what he would have gotten his 22-year-old daughter. He was going on a business trip for about 2 weeks, but every time spent away from you, your dad always got you something. Mostly plushies, or some childish stickers. It started as a kid, your dad would always have to leave due to business trips, so it's kind of sweet he still does it.

"Tada!" He excitedly says, turning around while holding a large plush in his hands. In his hands, he held a rather large stuffed bear. It wore a black vest with a blue shirt, housing a rather cute black and white heart. It's fur was grey, with large blue eyes.

You smiled at him, thinking that the bear was incredibly cute for just being a stuffed bear. "Aw dad, he's so adorable!" You squealed, taking the bear from your dad's hands. He puffed out his chest in pride due to your reaction.

"I bought him in the cafe next to your work, they said he was one of a kind. I'm pretty sure he has a name too, check the tag." You rolled the tag on the bear's back around and looked at the tiny words. Your boyfriend- Peter!

"So your names Peter huh?" You smile and hold the bear to your chest. "Thank you dad, this is much better than those paw patrol stickers from last time." You playfully roll your eyes as your dad clutches his chest in a playful manner.

"You hurt me Y/n, I thought that was your favorite show." He fakes his painful expression as you laugh.

"Yeah, from like when I was 5!" You shout at your dramatic dad. Once the giggling fades, you move in to hug him. "Stay safe, ok?" You mumble into his chest. Your dad wraps his arms around you, pulling you tighter in.

"I'll be back before you know it." He kisses the top of your head and lets you go, moving to enter his car. As he drives off, you wave goodbye. Returning your focus on the bear in your arms, you smile as you run your fingers through his soft fur. Entering the house, you make your way towards your bedroom.

Placing the bear on your bed, you settle him between your pillows before leaving the room. "What to do now.." You mumble just as your stomach growls. Food, of course. You hadn't even eaten breakfast. It was just 5 minutes past 9 AM. Your dad usually leaves early on business trips, so you wake up to say goodbye.

Entering the kitchen, you go to prepare some food. The day moves on as you do your usual activities on your off days. Clean the house, get some groceries, dread going to work the next day. You decided to try and relax, preparing a hot enough to melt your bones bath. Perfect.

You stripped in the bathroom, setting your clothes on the counter before realizing you forgot one thing. Wrapping a towel around your nude body, you enter your room for a candle to light. You then notice how your bear was suddenly not on your bed. Your brows furrow as you stepped closer to your bed before feeling a soft plush under your foot. You yelp and scramble backward, tripping on your own feet before falling on your ass.

You moan in pain as your rub your pained butt, looking forwards at the monster that tripped you. It was.. Peter? "Peter? How did you get on the floor?" The window wasn't open, preventing the breeze from coming in. Even though you don't think a little breeze would knock over a plush bear. Your exposed legs closed as you move to crawl towards your bear.

In doing so, your towel got caught under your knee, pulling it down from your chest. There you sat, crawling towards your bear in the nude. You didn't really care, there was no one else but you home and besides, you walked around this house naked before. You got to your bear, taking hold of its.. Hot body?

Was it in the sun or something? His fur felt warm as well a pink tint on its cheeks. Maybe you just didn't see the pink outside. You stood up, holding the bear to your chest before placing it back on your bed. "Now you stay there, alright?" You say, pointing a finger at the grey bear before grabbing the items you need, making your way back to the bathroom.

The day went on with no more predicaments. You relaxed in your bath, ate as much as you wanted without annoying comments.. And soon enough the day was coming to an end. Changing into your pj's, you stripped once more in your room and threw on a t-shirt and some shorts.

Washing your face, you hopped back into your room and jumped onto the bed. Bouncing up and down with your new teddy, you smiled before pulling out your phone. You brought the bear under your arms, looking as though you're cuddling it as you scroll through social media.

Eventually, you got tired and put away your phone on the nightstand. Turning off your light, you rolled over, away from the plush before falling asleep. As the clock reached 12, your bed suddenly bore new weight.

Your bear disappeared from view, instead, a man took its place. Beside you, the man silently watched as you slept. He wore the same as his stuffy counterpart, but with the addition of black pants. Blue eyes, almost suffocating, stared at your unconscious body.

Feeling his grin widen, so did his boxers. "Oh darling, I almost couldn't control myself after that show you pulled earlier.." He whispered as his hand ghosted your cheek, almost touching your warm skin before stopping himself. He got off the bed, making his way to the other side, towards where you've turned.

Leaning down, his face stood in front of yours. His breathing turned heavy as he stared at your face. Cheeks dusted with red blush, a large tent formed in his pants. Soon, the pounding of his cock beneath his clothes became too much for him. Growing annoyed, he figured he can just relieve himself while watching you..

The next day was busy. Having to get up early, get ready for work, and whatnot. Thankfully, the shift seemed to end quickly. Although you hate it when it gets super busy, it does make the time fly by. When you got home, you kicked off your shoes and headed straight for the shower.

Walking in your room to grab your pj's, you smile as you spot Peter on the bed. "Hi Peter, did you get lonely when I was gone." You asked the stuffed animal.

...

Why are you talking to a plushie.

After your shower, you flopped down on your bed. Grabbing the bear, you set him on your chest as you stared into your phone. Peter couldn't see your face but did feel your breasts underneath him. Rising up and down from your breathing, he watched you as scrolled endlessly.

The first week went by quickly, your routine being work, shower, lounge around. Maybe do some chores here and there, obviously you had a little more control when your dad was out, and do some snack trips.

All the while, every night when the clock hits 12, your little bear would turn into a 6'5 man. Who is awfully obsessed with you. He wishes you would take him everywhere, feeling anger every time you leave him on the bed. But it's to be expected, you still only know of his toy form. That would change this week.

Only having a week until your father gets home, he doesn't want to miss his chance to introduce himself. He doesn't know why he waited this long anyway, I guess it's just so fun to watch your sleeping face as he.. Uh, does his 'activities'.

As of right now, it was about 11:50. Just 10 more minutes. He could wait that long. You had already gone to bed, sleeping like an angel, but facing away from him. He grumbled as the clock took its time ticking.

But alas, it struck midnight. He stretched his stiff body, staying in the same position every day unless you readjusted him. He moved his weight off the bed, walking over to the side where you lay before kneeling down.

He smiled as he leaned in close, feeling your soft breaths through your nose on his. Watching you sleep was a ritual, but recording every detail of you was a way of art. The way your nostrils flared slightly as you breathed out, your lips growing dryer throughout the night, and your beautiful open eyes..

Opened eyes?

The first thing you usually woke up to was either your nightstand or the ceiling. Not a pair of large, blue eyes. Wait, blue eyes? You shot up, away from the strange man as you scooted to the other side of your bed.

"Who are you." You shakily spoke, feeling around the bed for anything you could use as a weapon. In doing so, you realize your bear is now missing. Your eyes now pierce the stranger on the other side of the bed, not daring to move as he stares at you. Wait a minute..

He looks familiar. His clothing reminds you of your bear. As well as his eyes.. And skin too?? "Peter..?" You whisper, furrowing your brows. His eyes light up, a grin spreading across his face.

"Yes! I'm your boyfriend." He comes up on the bed, sitting in front of you as confusion racks your brain.

"Wait- Are you really my stuffed bear?" He nods. "But how? You're a stuffed BEAR! Not a human? Are you a cursed bear or something?" You look at his skin, trying to find any markings of curses or what not when he grabs your hands softly.

"I'm not cursed. I turn into a human at midnight each night." He smiles, rubbing his thumb over your hand. "You're really cute when you sleep." Bringing your hand up, he rubs his cheek against your palm, all the while as he stares at you.

Your mouth opens, flabbergasted at what you've just been told. Your bear can turn into a human. Each night. And he's been staring at you while you sleep?? "How come you didn't tell me before? You could have just woken me up."

"You're always so busy in the mornings, and I want you to get your beauty rest.~" He mumbles, rubbing his face into your hand. You let it happen, a bit weirded out but I mean, it is your bear. Your bear.. That saw you naked... MULTIPLE TIMES.

OH MY GOD.

Your cheeks suddenly flush, remembering all the times you've been naked in your room the past week. The first day burns into your mind. He takes notice of your blush, grinning as he guesses what you're thinking about.

"You know, I've seen your body so many times yet you have never seen mine." Great observation dude, this is the first time I'm learning about it too.

"What are you saying?" His rubbing stopped, seeing him lick his lips before bringing his head up. My hand falls onto my lap as he grins.

"If you want.. I could show you." He's offering to show you his body? Actually, you've never seen a man's body. In-person, of course. It's not like you haven't had boyfriends, but you never got close enough for 3rd base. This- your teddy bear is now offering to show you his junk.

...

You were a little curious.

"I've listened to the videos you watched, and albeit I'm still furious that you would look at other bodies while pleasuring yourself but, I've only ever heard male voices." Your face burned in shame. Completely forgetting most of the time that your bear was right beside you as you touched yourself, he was right.

Your history consisted of mostly guys jerking off. You just found it fascinating and fucking hot, how they came. The different ways they would touch themselves too, and their small groans of pleasure.. Thinking about this is getting you a little wet..

"Oh um well.." You didn't know what to say. 'Yes, I wanna see your dick.' ?? God you were such a virgin. He watched you with a smirk, watching as your eyes zoomed everywhere but his eyes. He could tell you wanted to say yes, but you were just too embarrassed. Cute.

Slowly, he grabbed hold of your hands and placed them on his chest. You let out a quick 'eep' as you felt his hard chest. Looking up towards him, his encouraging smile allowed you to run your hands over his shirt. Your hands were a bit shaky at first, but you kept telling yourself this was alright. It was your stuffed bear anyways.

Moving one hand down, you poked his belly button, making him laugh a bit. That seemed to ease you, moving your hands more freely around his chest. You got curious, wanting to see under the vest and shirt.

You inched your hands down, looking up at him as you do so. You flick your fingers under his shirt, slowly pulling it up. He stared at you and grinned, allowing you to do so. "My, so eager.."  

"Shh!" You blushed as you lifted his shirt up. He took off his vest as you placed your hand just below his collar bone, holding up the shirt as your other hand cautiously touches his free skin.

His skin was cold, and grey. Flinching at your first touch, you watch in awe as his stomach clenches before relaxing. His belly button was small, a cute innie. Your hand moved up from his hips towards his nipples. They were a darker shade of grey than him, small as well.

You ran your fingers over his right one, instantly becoming hard from your touch. Your cheeks flushed with heat and color as he arched his back, pushing his chest out towards you. You softly pinched one, making him let out a soft moan. You immediately release his nipple and throw your hands up, shocked. His shirt fell after your hand left, as his eyes stared at you in confusion. "Did I do something wrong, darling?" His whispered voice made you want to writhe in excitement. You made a guy feel good! Even moan! Your fantasies were coming true, and oh boy were you gonna milk this.

"N-no.. I just got a little excited." You mumble, fanning yourself with your hands. His face morphed into one of pure delight, his cheeks dusted with the same pink as you. Lifting his hand up, he pulled his shirt up and grabbed one of your hands, placing your palm against his chest once more.

"Then by all means.. Continue to explore." You felt your legs twitch as you got even more aroused. Now with another free hand, you used both to play with his nipples. Twisting, flicking, pulling, all the while a large tent was forming under his pants. You wondered what it would feel like licking his nipples.. Should you- ask?

...

"Can I.. Can I lick them?" Peter almost creamed in his pants. Figuring you were too far though, he grabbed your waist and pulled you upon his lap.

"You can do whatever you want with me. I'm yours." He answered, begging in his head that you would do much more than lick his nips. You licked your lips as you stared at his swollen nipples, moving your head closer towards his chest before your mouth was almost touching one of them.

You opened your mouth, lolling out your tongue before giving a quick flick onto one of them. Peter's body flinched at the cold contact, creating a jolt of pleasure straight to his pelvis. You pulled his nipple into your mouth, twirling it around your tongue. He let out more moans, encouraging you to do more.

Softly biting into his skin, he continued to be at your mercy. You released him from your mouth, looking at the bite marks encased into his skin. You grinned, staring at his flushed face. "I didn't know you were so sensitive." You teased, trailing a finger around his abused nipple.

He smirked, deciding to say nothing but look down. Following his gaze, you suddenly realized that you were subconsciously grinding against his knee. You opened your mouth but closed it after not knowing what to say. God, how desperate were you?

"Didn't know you were so horny y/n." He let his shirt fall and grabbed your waist, moving you back and forth faster on his knee. You jolted and moaned, the feeling of someone else pleasuring you was far better than you expected.

"Mmm.. Oh god.." You clutched onto his shoulders as he swayed you, your shorts doing little to nothing in resistance, which you thanked. You jolted every time you moved, your breathing heavy as you felt nothing which you've felt before. You wanted more.

"Peter.. Do you wanna do it?" You moaned into his ear, still clutching onto his shoulders. He stopped moving you, softly pushing you off his knee and onto your back. Leaning over you, his wide blue eyes stared into yours. Rose dusted his cheeks as his tongue licked his lips.

"I've been waiting since day 1 to do this to you, darling." He leaned down, rubbing his head against your breasts. You bit your lip as your thighs trembled in anticipation. You could see his cock against his pants, trying to escape.

This would be your first time seeing a real cock. In person. Up close. And very, very, personal. He removed his head, touching his fingers against your shirt before pulling it off you. He stopped to admire, watching as your chest rises and falls, remembering the time he had sat there. God, you were so warm.

He moved down, pulling down your shorts. Easy enough, but he stopped at your underwear. Dragging his fingers over your clothed slit, you whined at the consistent pounding of your clit. "Patient love, like I have been.." He growled as he continued pushing into your clit. Due to how wet you were, your underwear soon became drenched at the constant pushing. He soon takes off your underwear, coming over you once more as he leaned down.

With the underwear in his hands, he takes a long lick up the cloth, sapping up all your juices. You watch, mouth agape. That was fucking hot. He smirked at your blinded reaction, too red to move. Throwing the panties on the ground, he pushed your legs up before spreading them apart.

Resting in front of you, it was now time for the grand show. "Are you ready to take me all dear?" He purred, reaching for his zipper.

"Yes! I want your cock inside me, please!" You cry, all the teasing from him was too much for your virgin self. He chuckled as he unzipped his pants, his cock almost protruding from his boxers. You breathed heavily as you stared at his erection. Such a pervert.

He brought down his boxers, pulling them down to his knees. There, his cock stood at full attention. "Is it- uh, always this big?" You gulped, seeing the size. He laughed, bringing a hand to your cheek, swiping his thumb against your skin.

"Only when I see you, darling."

"Will it fit?" You question.

Like an idiot.

"Of course it will. Don't worry, you'll only feel a little bit of pain. If it hurts, I'll take it out, alright?" He promised, giving you an oscar worthy smile. You relaxed a bit, trusting him enough to stick it in you. Just like your doctor.

You breathed out and nodded, confirming you still wanted to do it. He positioned himself over you, his tip touching your entrance. "Just relax, alright?" He leaned down, giving you the first kiss of the evening. Your lips mushed together, you being a bit less experienced but still, it was romantic.

Pulling away left a string of saliva, turning you on even more. He stroked himself over your slit before slowly pushing himself inside. The tip was alright, but past that it started to hurt. You grabbed onto his arms and squeezed, stopping him immediately. He nuzzled into your neck as you breathed, trying to relax.

As soon as you were ready, you nodded against his head. He kissed your shoulder before pushing himself further in. You breathed in and out, trying to relax. "I'm- in." He panted, resisting the urge to destroy you.

"Your so- b..big." You moan, clenching his arms. He chuckled, sweat growing on his forehead.

"Thank you dear, you're the perfect fit for me." He waited until you were alright, slowly pulling out as you gave him a nod. Pushing himself back in, you gasped. Continuing to do so slowly, pain turned into less pain before it turned into pleasure.

"F-faster." You moan into his ear. He complied happily, turning up the heat with his hips. The slapping of skin commenced in the room, panting and moans swirled around the 4 walls as sweat dripped.

His thrusts were hard, pushing himself in and out of your wet hole. His cock shone from your juices as he panted in your ear. Him being inside you excited you, but hearing his groans and pants? You thought you were already close to cumming.

His hands suddenly went to your hips, gripping into your skin as he pounded harder into you. Was he already close? His thrusts suddenly went wild, pounding into you harder and harder. You saw his thighs start to shake before he lets out a long, low groan.

Hot liquid shoots into you, leaving him blinded with pleasure. His hips go into auto as he pumps his seed into you, filling you up before he stops. Pulling out of you, a trail of liquids follows him out. Great, now you'll have to wash your sheets, but to be honest, that was far from your worries.

You hadn't even cum yet! You felt him all up, let him in and you don't even get to cum?? He lays next to you, panting. You watch as his breathing slows from hurried gasps. "Had fun?" You mumble, staring into his eyes.

"Yes, you felt amazing darling." He lifts himself up, before rolling to hover over you. You're trapped under his arms, smiling at what's about to happen. "Don't think I haven't felt your glares at me, I'll get you to cum too, dear~"  He smirks as he leans down, head before your entrence.

Is he gonna..? After he put it in?!

That's hot.

You grin as you felt his hands trailing your thighs before clutching onto them. You start to feel his breath on your clit, waiting in anticipation for what's to come. You squeal as you felt the first lick. His long tongue spreading along your whole slit. It's so wet and warm, mixing with his own cum. He doesn't seem to mind though, lapping it all up along with your juices.

You moan as he gets into it, taking your clit into his mouth as he sucks. Placing a hand on his head, you softly urge him into you further, making him suck harder. Biting your lip, you muffle your moans as he twirls your clit along his tongue.

You buck your hips into his mouth, your breasts bouncing along with your body. You place your other hand onto your tit, rubbing and squeezing your nipple. It seems to boost your arousal, suddenly getting more and more sensitive.

You jolt and tremble under his tongue, squealing as the pleasure overwhelms you. You squeeze your tit hard, pushing his head into you as you buck widely into his mouth. Crying out as you cum, you see white. When that fades, you're left dazed. Your hands move back beside your hips, sprawling out onto the bed as Peter holds his head up from his job well done.

Licking his lips, he smiles as he sees you passed out from pleasure. He cleans you up, putting yours and his own clothes back on before tucking you under the bedsheets. Just as the sun rose, he gets back into his usual position, beside you.

Your dad comes back after a week since the incident. Well, the 'first' one at least. "Y/n! I'm home!" You run downstairs to greet your dad, pulling him into a hug. "Welcome back dad." You smile.

"So, did you like the bear?" He asks as he sets his coat on the rack. You grin, nodding.

"He was great companionship!"

[ziee]

Yb x Reader (Relax)

"Fucking hell.." You rubbed your aching shoulder, wincing as your fingers dug into a knot. Closing the door to your home behind you, you dropped your bag beside your door and headed towards your room.

That was odd.. You were sure you turned the lights off before leaving this morning.. Standing in front of your door, you slowly turned the knob. The door creaked as you pushed it open, stepping inside and looking around.

Looking behind the door, a hand shot out from the shadows and grabbed your arm. You screamed, before looking to the face of your attacker. Your boyfriend. "Peter! Oh my god, don't do that to me." You whined in his arms as he rested his head into the crook of your shoulder. Your back was pressed against his chest as he took in your smell.

"Hah, I'm sorry dear. How was work?" You moved your head around, making him release his hold and pull his head back. Giving him a death glare, he got the message. "Aw, you know, if you just came and lived with me.." He trailed off as you sighed.

"No, I don't want to put you with the responsibility of taking care of us both. Besides, even though it's exhausting working at the diner, I love it." You leaned your head into his chest, feeling his arms wrap around your sweaty back.

"I should have a shower." You mumbled, not really wanting to move anytime soon. He hummed, petting your hair.

"Why don't we have a bath?" He suggested.

"We?" You looked up at him and smirked, understanding his message. He gazed softly down at you.

"I want to make you feel good darling.. And after such a long day, wouldn't a nice bath work wonder?"

"Yeah, 'bath'." You removed yourself from him, grabbing your towel from behind your door. "But sure babe, let's take a bath together."

Once everything had been set up, by mostly Peter. Candles drenched the bathroom sink, as the smell wafted throughout the room. You placed your towel neatly on top of the toilet, as you waited for your boyfriend to join you.

He walked into the room not even a second later, carrying a pink loofa. You must have made a confused face eyeing it because your boyfriend soon explained. "To wash your back." You nodded, smiling as he made such an effort to give you a relaxing evening.

Although you and your boyfriend had undressed in front of each other many times, you were still a little embarrassed. He took off his shirt, motioning you to do the same. Gladly, your shirt was drenched in sweat stains from running around all day. Your pants were no different, dried syrup and milk had been spilled on your clothing more than once.

You threw off your shirt, before bending over and slipping off your pants. He did the same, the both of you now standing in your undergarments. Deciding to be the big girl, you unlatched your bra, breathing in relief as you threw it a little too hard on the floor. Stupid bra.

Your boyfriend watched your performance in amusement, staring directly at your chest. You looked up at him and covered your tits, faking a gasp. You both laugh, easing the slight tension in the room. The both of you then undressed fully.

"Ladies first." He gestured towards the filled bathtub. You nodded and dipped your foot into the water. Warm. Submerging yourself into it, you moaned in pleasure as warmth surrounded your pain-filled body. Your boyfriend followed you in, flinching at the water temperature, but getting in fully after adjusting.

"Mmm.." You tilted your head up, looking at the ceiling as you floated in the water.

"Feel good?" Your boyfriend asked, staring at you with his big, blue eyes. You fought a nod, turning around in the water, then scooting back against his naked chest.

"Now it is." You rested your head against his chest, feeling his deep intakes of breath as he wraps his arms around your stomach. The 2 of you lay in silence.

"Here, let me.." He shifts, pushing you outwards a bit as you let your head tilt forward, your back bending. Lifting his hands up, he sets them on top of your shoulders. Softly, he starts massaging your worn-out skin.

"Oh gooddd, don't stop.." You moan, rolling your head. You could feel his satisfactory grin behind you as he kneads your shoulders, moving down towards your back, rolling the knots out before coming back up.

You sigh as you get pampered. A few minutes pass as he massages you. His hands slowly wander down, as you raise your eyebrow. Softly rubbing your arms, he lowers as he stops at your waist. "Mmm.." You moan out, urging a twitch from a becoming hard phallus under you.

He clutches your breasts in his two hands, sopping them up with water as he rubs your nipples. You slowly turn your waist, grinding against his erection from under the water. "Is this what you meant by bath..?" You whisper out, already feeling a spike of heat in between your thighs as he continues to rub.

"Not in the slightest, but I'm glad it's happening." He nuzzles your neck, flicking your nipples between his fingers as he licks your skin. Opening his jaw wide, without warning, he bites down hard onto you. You squeal, starting to pant from the heat and pain from the bite. Removing his teeth, he licks at the shallow wound as it starts to grow red.

His cock, now standing at full attention, writhed from behind you. You could feel it pressed against your cheeks as you leaned forward. He released your breasts and bent you over, your hands clutching the sides of the tub as your ass rose from the water.

"Ugh- Please hurry and put it in." You mumble, arching your back as you seductively sway your ass back and forth. He watched as your thighs jiggled with your movements, sticking out his long tongue as he licked his dry lips.

You stared ahead, looking at the ground as you eagerly waited for him to fuck you. Hearing small splashes and movements, you jolted as a wet tip came into contact with your soaked lips. And it wasn't just from the water.

"With pleasure, darling." He growled, before thrusting his hips. He slid in easy, and fast. Spreading you, filling you up. Your skin hot as it grows hotter from the activity at hand. You clutch harder onto the porcelain, your knuckles growing white.

"How do you feel love?" His breathy voice runs to your ear, hot pants against your shakey back.

"Ah-.. So good.." Barely needing to talk, you hint at wanting more by pressing yourself into him. He slides further into you, earning a throaty groan from your grey lover. You could feel his cock twitch inside you as he prepares to pull out, only to slam back inside you.

Sweat and water run down your face as you stumble to catch your breath. You gasp, inhaling the hot air from the steam as well as the scent of the ongoing burning candles.

His large hands move onto your back, settling onto the fat that surrounds your pretty little skeleton. Your whines and cries have him thumping against you as if a bunny in heat. He pulls back and forth with such drive. Slapping of skin becomes louder in the small white room.

Your mind goes hazy with lust. The need for more pleasure. Your back arches as he pounds into you, reaching the place that sends sparks down your cunt. You cry as he repeatedly hits your spot, halting at nothing as if your voice falls on deafened ears.

"M-More!" You shout, your head drooping low to the porcelain as your knees grow wobbly. Your boyfriend complies, roughly grabbing into your skin for leverage as he speeds up. How? You don't know, he goes even faster than before.

You choke on your saliva as you drool, trapped in the need to cum and not caring what you looked like. You release onto him, soaking him in your fluids as he continues to rut into you. Like the beast he is, he goes on and on. Torturing you in oversensitivity as tears fall from your eyes.

It was too much, but he intends to give it to you good. And that he does. He grunts, rolling out a low groan as he cums inside your abused hole. Your walls soaked in his liquids, you lean over the tub, wasted as he pulls out. The white mixture drops from his tip and your hole into the water, soiling itself.

Your boyfriend helps clean you up, washing up the sweat and among other things before pulling you from the water. He dries you, helps clothe you, before placing you into bed.

"Did I help you relax?"

"Yes, thank you." You kiss him goodnight.

[ziee]

Yb x Gender neutral! Reader

You laugh as you finish telling your boyfriend the funniest joke ever. "A-And she was like, 'What?'!" He chuckles along with you, staring at you with love as you strain to finish your sentence. It was really funny, alright?

You and your boyfriend were on a date in a tiny cafe right now. He wanted to do something nice for you, seeing you all stressed and tired after weeks of nonstop work. He made you take a sick day today, much to your dismay and arguing.

Eating your favorite cake and sipping a shared milkshake with your boyfriend, you don't regret your decision. "So where do you wanna go after this?" He asks as he pushes the milkshake towards you, giving you the finishing sip.

You smile, taking the straw and drinking the creamy drink. You lick your lips before replying. "What about downtown? I heard they opened a new bookstore." You say excitedly, thinking about how you definitely do not need any more books on your nearly falling bookshelf, but you just couldn't resist.

"Anything you pick is sure to be amazing, dear." He smiles, standing up. He lends a hand out of which you graciously take hold, your cheeks warming up at the kind gesture. You shouldn't be surprised, he was always like this, since the day you met him. Always so kind and considerate, it was amazing how such a guy could fall for you.

Ordinary, boring, workaholic is what you thought of yourself before he came into your life. Now, you surprisingly shone and radiated with new self-confidence. Your boyfriend had pulled you from the deep confines of hatred and despair and placed you into the sun's ray. Cracking you open anew.

As you got up, you noticed your shoelace had come undone. Turning around to bend down, you brushed against your boyfriend's pants as you tried to tie the laces without getting on your knees. It was unsuccessful, just wasting more time in you having to get lower, while something else rose.

"Just a second babe, gotta fix my stupid shoelace." You mumbled as you looked around, seeing his black shoes resting just a foot away. As soon as you were done, you popped back up and grabbed hold of the cold, grey hand swaying by your side.

Standing up on your tipi toes, you leaned in and kissed your thoughtless boyfriend on his lips before pulling him to the exit. As you were walking down the street, your boyfriend leading the way, he looks to his side before suddenly pulling you into an alley.

"Woah! Peter, what's wrong?" You ask, confused and surprised as your back is roughly, yet in a caring type of way, is pushed against the solid wall of rock. Your eyes make way to his face, seeing his cheeks flushed pink as his breathing grows heavy.

"Oh don't act innocent, darling~ I know what you were planning back there.." He purred, nearing closer towards you as he whispers in your ear. You bite your lip as his hot breaths encase your skin for a second, before dissipating.

"What? I don't know what you-" You were cut off by your own 'eep'. Your boyfriend was grinding against you, his pants housing his rather large hard, and erected boner. You laughed. "Am I that hot that you'd get horny just by a bump from my ass?" You move along with his movements, humoring your poor boyfriend.

"Oh honey, you know you shouldn't tease me. Especially right now." He growled. Pushing urgently into you, you figured you could help him out a bit. You pushed him away softly, inducing a whine from him. You quickly placed your hand over his crotch, rubbing and cupping him as he moans into your ear.

"Shh.. Wouldnt want other people to hear you, would we?" You grin, knowing you have him like putty in your hands right now. He nods, half-listening as half of his mind is only focusing on pleasure. Your hands just feel so good against him. Your hands warm him up, as if he wasn't already aching hot for you, just right.

You release him, only to push the both of you back further into the alley. You definitely do not want people seeing what's about to go on in here. Or at least, prevent it. This wasn't the first time you guys did public sex, but you always made sure you were hidden a little bit.

"You better be quiet, alright?" You bent down, for the second time, looking up at him. His back was pushed against the rock wall, providing him the little support he'd need. You slowly, torturing pulled down his fly. He groaned as his cock twitched in his boxers, begging to be freed. Begging to be freed by your hands. Your soft, soft hands. Pumping his length.

He drooled as he imagined it, startling as his legs suddenly grew cold. You had taken off his pants. Next, and the only remaining clothing to get the job you both so desperately wanted, was his briefs. But you wouldn't just pull them down and suck him off, no. Peter needed to tell you that. Needed to tell you what he wanted. What he needed.

He needed to beg.

He whined, pushing his pelvis into your face. You leaned back, placing a hand onto his stomach, pushing him back. "What do you want? Use your big boy words." You smiled as he panted with need. He wanted you, needed you so desperately he was practically drooling at the sight of you. What a compliment.

"Please!" He cried.

"Please what?" You pawed his erection, seeing a wet spot starting to form.

"P-Please suck me off, darling!" He moaned.

A little too loud for your liking. Or nerves. You got up. His eyes furrowed into confusion. You undressed him of his shirt, holding it in one of your hands. "Open." You commanded. He obeyed, like a good dog, as you stuffed his balled-up shirt into his wet, open mouth. "Good boy." You gripped his chin, shook it, before letting go.

You could hear muffled noises but dismissed them, bending down. Gripping the hem of his boxers, you swiftly pulled them down. His cock springs free, hard and wet. You lick your lips as you grab hold of the thing you adore so much. You loved your boyfriend yes, but his length and size were such a grand + to the whole package.

Not even bothering with your hands, you leaned up and placed your mouth around your lover. He pressed his back against the wall harder as he felt your hot mouth around him. Nerves were going crazy as your tongue softly flicked against his tip.

His muffled moans were turning you on, but as you could quickly clean up from blowjobs, full-on sex was a bit harder in public. Plus, you liked being able to hear both your own and your boyfriend's moans out loud.

His large, grey hand soon found its way on your hand, ruffled in the feathers of your hair as he softly tugged. You grabbed onto his legs, pulling him closer to you as you felt him slide further down your throat. You could feel yourself starting to choke on him, but you persisted. It felt so good having him inside you. Watching him unravel from just your mouth..

Your hot mouth sent spikes of arousal and need up his spine, biting onto his own shirt in agony as you pulled him out from your mouth. He groaned, making you roll your eyes as you took your time to gather some air, pumping him in the meanwhile.

You puffed and went back to work, kissing his grey tip before pulling him back inside of your mouth. Soft whines hit his shirt as he started bucking softly. You could feel him coming near as his legs trembled.

You pulled him deeper, his tip touching the back of your throat. You gagged but continued. Tightening his grip on your hair, he pulled you forwards as he shot deep into your throat. Hot cum spurted down your throat, you tried to gulp it all down, but there being so much, your lips soon dribbled out a few drops.

He pulled out panting, releasing your hair as he leaned his hands against the wall behind him. He took out his shirt, wincing at the large wet stain he had made whilst knowing he had to put it on afterward. You gulped down the rest of his cum, sticking your tongue out in disgust as you finally were able to taste it. Gross.

Standing up, your knees cracked at how long you were sitting on the hard pavement. Looking up, you saw that your boyfriend had put back on his saliva-stained shirt. You grinned as you saw his red, panting face.

"Cmon big boy, zip up your pants, and let's get a move on." You grinned.

[ziee]

Not sure if you still write for Peter, hes a huge comfort character for me, so it would be nice to see more chubby readers.

Please don't feel pressured to take this request :)

Request: Peter x chubby insecure reader

Hey, hope you like what I conjured up. There is slight NSFW at the end, but it doesn't go into much detail. :)

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You wiped your face with the towel, freshly stepping out of the steam-covered shower walls. Drying your body, you were careful not to stare too deeply at your figure, actively avoiding the mirror set in front of you. You looked away as you rubbed yourself with the towel. Lifting your foot up onto the toilet seat to dry your leg, your face slacked at how your thigh jiggled.

You hated your body. Ever since you were a child, you had weighed a little bit more than the other kids. Even if you ate less, healthier, or tried everything to go down, you would lose only a few pounds before you put them back on again. Your body was the sole thing you really couldn't change about yourself. No matter how hard you tried.

School was a bit rough for a slightly heavier kid, always hating gym and the changing rooms where you could see how skinny the other girls were. Slight teasing here and there, being embarrassed when asked for your size in shirts as the school distributed free t-shirts. You could always feel the stares of your peers sitting down for lunch, eyes glued to what your tray held.

You always thought this was just a little thing. This was all just puberty and you would slim down one day. You would change once you were an adult. Right?

Once you graduated college, you found a hard time finding jobs suited to you. You honestly didn't know what to do, and not having a job made it hard to live. So, you settled on working in a small cafe, close to your house and thankfully within walking distance since you didn't own a car.

Work was alright, sure you dealt with annoying customers who just needed that 1tsp more of whip cream in their extra foamy mocha latte, and who took forever convincing "No ma'am, we don't have that flavor. Yes, I'm sure. I'm sure." But you liked working there. Your coworkers were nice, and your pay was decent.

One day while mopping the store, you heard the jingle of the bell above the door, signaling someone had entered. You looked up, as you usually did, and greeted the customer with a smile.

"Welcome to Lake Cafe!" The man, as you noticed, stared wide-eyed towards you, taking in your sight. You nervously smiled, peering your head down back to your work. You continued to mop, around the tables, under the chairs, all the while you could feel eyes on your back. You heard your coworker speak, assuming they had taken his order.

Once you got back to behind the counter, your coworker pulled you aside as they grinned widely. Handing you a piece of paper, they said it was from the man sitting at the far booth. You turned and looked towards the table. The man who'd stared at you while coming inside noticed you looking, waved, and smiled widely.

Your face flushed, and you looked away, instead glancing down at the small, white paper. Multiple numbers. A phone number. You couldn't believe it. This had been the first time a man had taken interest in you. Other than the times in high school where a boy had been dared to ask you out, shuddering at the thought.

You looked up once more to the man, who shocked you as you immediately met his eyes. His bright, blue eyes stared into yours, and you could feel your face getting hotter. What should you say? Should you go over and talk to him? You turned to your coworker and asked what to do, to which they responded by shoving your arm, telling you to go and talk to him.

Your heartbeat raced as you trudged over to his table, smiling nervously as you asked to sit down. He said yes, obviously delighted by your actions. As you sat and talked, you slowly became more infatuated with this strange man. He seemed completely attuned to you, and as you were called back up to the front, he asked if you would text him. You said yes.

It was the start of the perfect romance. He took you on beautiful dates, to parks, carnivals, restaurants. You fell madly in love, and it wasn't long until you two moved in with each other. Even with your bewitched body, he told you he loved you. All of you. And he did, you could see it. But why couldn't you feel it? Your mind rearranges every compliment into hateful comments. It's as if you've been plagued with something. Why couldn't you love yourself?

Sighing, you walked towards your shared bedroom. Throwing on an oversized T-shirt that does much comfort in hiding your form, and large sweatpants help as well. You walked into the kitchen, feeling that familiar ache in your stomach before you stop yourself. No.. Looking towards the clock on the stove, you noticed any moment now Peter would walk through the door.

Good, he can distract you. You sat on the couch, flipping through shows before hearing the door creak open. Your face lights up and you smile, watching him walk inside before noticing you.

"Darling!" He rushed over to you, engulfing you in a hug. You giggle and return it, pulling him in tightly. He could probably feel how fat you were. Your hands shake before you push him away softly.

"How was work?" You tried not to look at the confusion that flashed over his face. He let go of you and sat beside you, leaning in to peck your cheek. You blush at the action.

"It was alright. How was your day?" He rested his head on your shoulder, taking you in as he holds your hands situated on your lap. You leaned into him as well, rubbing your thumb over his palm.

"It was ok, I guess. It's just been," You lean your head up, staring into the ceiling as you sigh, "harder today." He sat up and looked at you worriedly, stroking your arms as he waits for you to continue. "I-.." Staring into his softened eyes, you bite your lip to hold in your rising whimper. He silently guides your head to his chest, lying you down over the couch as your eyes welled with tears.

You cry into him, clutching onto his blue shirt as he tangles his fingers through your hair. The action somewhat calms you, after a couple of minutes, your face is wet, and you're sure you got snot on your boyfriend. You hiccup and sigh, closing your eyes as he whispers soothing words into your ear. "Shh, it's alright dear." A hand rubs your back, and you slowly move your hand from his shirt to your face, wiping your cheeks.

"Ok, ok, I'm ok." Your voice wobbles as you lean up to face him. His brows furrow as a soft smile graces his lips.

"Are you sure?" His voice drips with honey and you clutch onto him again.

A few minutes pass, and now you're sure you're alright. Leaning up, you move to sit on your butt, facing your boyfriend. His hands hold yours, "Do you wanna talk about it, darling?" You're silent for a second, before nodding.

"Well, you know how it is with me... It's just one of those days where I hate my body. And, just, everything about myself." You exhale and wipe your eyes. "I start to question why you're still with a whale like myself.." You mutter, looking away to grimace at the floor.

You didn't see the anger flash through his eyes, and how he bared his teeth at your accusation. Pulling you towards him, he wraps his arms around your waist. "Y/n, don't ever say that about yourself again." His voice deepens, and you almost think he's mad at you before his tone softens up. "I obviously don't know how you feel, but every time I look at you I think how lucky I am. You are my world, and you are beautiful."

You sniff and press your head into his chest. He pulls you tighter, and you both rest there for a few. After some time passes, with him whispering encouraging comments in your ear, you lean up, a wide smile spread across your face, and kiss him. Your lips move in sync, almost as if in a dance. You are the only people in the world, and as you close your eyes, time stops.

But a kiss can't last forever, and soon enough your breaking away for air. You breathe in before noticing how flushed your boyfriend's face is, and you can't help but laugh. He sees you perk up, and grabs you by the waist, smiling widely, showing off rather sharp fangs, before pushing you onto your back. You fall back with a soft thud, now trapped under him as he hovers over you.

Attacking your neck first, he bites down onto the exposed skin. You let out a squeal, hands shooting up from your sides to plant themselves onto his shoulders. His hands grip your side as his teeth tug at your neck. You start laughing as he blows a raspberry onto you, grinning at your reaction.

One thing leads to another, and you're now both in your bedroom. Lying back to the bed, naked and exposed under your lover, he licks his lips as he stares down at you. Your face heats up, and you start to feel a bit shy. Closing your legs, you move your hands down to your breasts, covering them up.

"Stop staring.. It's embarrassing.." You breathe out. He immediately pushes your hands away, a hunger in his eyes.

"I want to see everything. All of you." He whispers, softly kneading your breasts. You open your mouth but close it seeing him leaning down. His head hovers over your chest, and you shiver as he kisses both nipples. "You're so beautiful." Dragging his tongue around your skin, he leans down further, towards your torso.

"You should know I love everything about you." Kissing your skin, he peckers it with kisses before moving downwards. You lift your hands up to your cheeks, feeling how hot you had become as you feel your heart blossom with adoration for the man currently littering your body with love.

"I love these curves," He rubs your sides, "these stretch marks," he kisses them, tracing your beautified skin as he moves down, "your cheeks." playfully swooping his hand under your hips to grab a handful of ass. "I love how soft you are, how your body feels against mine." He kisses every part of your body, even the parts you're insecure about. He comes back up, hands to your sides as he leans down towards your face. You kiss him, long, soft, hard. You don't know how long it goes on.

But once it's done, there's one thing on your mind and you'd be a fool not to say it. Cupping his cheeks, you say it. "I love you."

The next moments are where you two feel each other for who you are. He touches you and you touch him. You kiss him, he licks you, you rub him, he bites you. The night goes on, but it feels like minutes. Cries of ecstasy are heard from both mouths as your bodies mold together. As the new day begins, you lay cuddled with your boyfriend, a smile plastered on your face. You've found solace from your mind in the man you love.

[ziee]

Yb x Period! Reader (Fluff)

It was that time of the month. The stains. The cravings, the cramps, the blood. Your eyes were already sunken back due to never getting enough sleep working late at the diner, this increasing when your period came for the week.

You could already tell this one was gonna be horrible. But at least you had your boyfriend. The night you got it, it was such a heavy flow that you had stained the bedsheets as you slept. When you woke, you nearly started crying.

Peter was still asleep next to you but woke up feeling the shifting of you. "What's wrong Y/n?" He said as he raised an arm up to your cheek, holding it in his palm as his tired eyes bore into you.

"My period.." You sniffed, rubbing your cheek against him. He looks over at the spot next to you, where you had moved away from when you woke up. His eyes widened before giving you a soft look.

"That's alright darling... Are you hurting anywhere? Any cramps?" He comforted you, sitting up. "Here, let's draw you a bath and I'll clean the sheets, alright?" He offered, giving you a small smile. You nodded and stood up, giving him a peck on the cheek as he neared you. Placing a hand on your back, you both made your way to the bathroom.

"Ugh, my shorts are all bloody too. And they were my favorite pair.." You mumbled, looking down at your soiled clothing. Peter gave you a pitiful smile, assuring you he'd handle it.

"I've gotten blood stains out of clothes before darling." He said as he knelt down near the tub, turning the knob as he plugged the drain. You raised an eyebrow but didn't question it further. Instead, you pulled off your shorts and put them in the hamper before waiting for the bath to fill up.

"You want salts? Or a bath bomb?" He asks, turning around to open the sink cabinet. You were about to answer when an overwhelmingly painful cramp hit you. You doubled over, pressing a hand on the sink counter as you whined in pain.

Peter immediately stood up and comforted you, whispering soft words to you before running to get Advil. You waited in increasing pain as you held onto the counter for dear life. You were used to cramps being terrible, but this just pushed it. You felt pain and anger, having no way to dispel it without crying.

Tears shone in your eyes before falling onto the marble sink. Peter came in quickly after you started to sob, his hand touched your back as he rubbed. Giving you the Advil and a glass, you quickly popped the tablets inside and chugged. It wouldn't be until 20 minutes the Advil would start to work, but it made you feel better taking them.

He moved over to the bath, turning off the faucet, seeing as the tub was filled. He threw in a vanilla-scented bath bomb and presented the setup to you. "You get inside and relax. I'll go and get you whatever you want, alright?" You nodded, weakly smiling as you kissed him once more.

You told him what to get, including a few chocolate bars and doughnuts for breakfast. Once he was gone, you stripped and got into the tub. The warm water helped with your cramps, soothing you to the point that you almost fell asleep. After a while, the water became cold so you got out.

Drying yourself off, you got dressed in comfy pj's just as your boyfriend arrived home. "Welcome back babe." You smiled as you ran to him. Throwing your arms around him, he bent down a little so you didn't hang off his neck. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around your waist while holding bags of items.

"Mmm, you smell good." He nuzzled into your neck, causing you to giggle.

"Well duh, the bath bomb remember?" He hummed before releasing you. You stepped back, watching in anticipation for your goodies. He pulls out a large box, presumably your doughnuts, and sets them on the counter.

You snatch them and grin, opening it up. You take hold of your favorite kind and bite into it. Moaning in pleasure, it was only until you opened your eyes to see your boyfriend staring at you. He gives you a smile, seeing you enjoy your food before unpacking the rest of the stuff.

As he does that, you bring the box over to the couch and call for him. "Peter! Come here." You yell. He comes in quickly, looking around to see if you were in pain. Seeing you alright, he sighs and sits next to you.

"Yes?"

"Eat with me." You tell him, reaching for another doughnut. He chuckles and nods. Reaching for one of his own, he bites into it. You smile, content that your boyfriend was happily eating beside you. Finishing both your doughnuts, you lean in and give him a kiss.

He gives one back, settling his hand against your cheek, softly rubbing the skin. "Mmm, you taste so sweet, darling." He purrs as you blush and break away before scooting closer, cuddling up against him. He slides a hand around your waist and turns on the TV. Resting your head into his chest, you feel your eyes start to close.