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Getting Him Back

Pairing: Daryl Dixon (Alexandria, Pre-Saviors War) x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: You finally get Daryl back after he escapes from Negan.

Warnings: explicit language, established relationship, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, creampie, outdoor sex, semi-public sex, sweet sex, soft sex), quite of bit of angst, mentions of murder, mentions of blood and gore, depression, Negan being an asshole

a/n: I've had this idea for a while and wanted to see if I could write it as well as I thought of it. I hope I did good! Let me know if you want a part two where Negan intergates the reader?

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It had been one week, two days, and five hours since Negan had taken your husband. You remembered the broken look in his blue eyes as the saviors tossed him into then back of the truck, more tears falling down your cheeks as you made eye contact with Daryl. You felt rooted in your spot on the hard ground, the strong smell of blood and bile stinging your nose. You couldn’t look around you, you couldn’t see your dead friends, or the broken faces of your friends. You felt like in the process of taking Daryl, Negan might as well have rammed Lucille through your chest. 

Michonne helped you back to Alexandria, up to her guest room, helping you wash up. You felt empty, your body felt numb, you couldn’t talk, you wanted it to be a horrible nightmare, that you would wake up and Daryl would be wrapped around you. His strong arms keeping you against his chest, making you feel safe like nothing could ever hurt you. You stayed in bed for days till the Saviors arrived at the gate wanting to see what they could take. You were startled when Negan came bursting through the door to your temporary room. You immediately stood up grabbing your knife from its place on the nightstand. 

Your tired eyes met Negan’s hazel ones as amusement filled his face, “Well, if it isn’t Mrs. Dixon. You look like horse shit.” He chuckled as he placed his hands on his hips. 

You avoided his gaze and sat down on the bed, letting your shoulders curl in on you, “Take whatever you want, I don’t care.” You mumbled feeling utterly defeated as you pulled your legs up to your chest. 

He rolled his eyes, “Oh, c’mon. Where’s that little spitfire that almost yanked Fat Joey’s jewels off?” He chuckled and sat next to you, making you flinch. 

“You took my husband. I won’t do anything to harm him.” You said as you flipped your knife in your hand. “I just want him back.” You mumbled as you looked away from Negan. 

He let out a sigh, “Sorry, sweet cheeks. Your boy messed up, he’s mine now, but I’ll tell you what I told him.” He said and you turned to look at him, “As long as he does what I say, no harm will come to you. I won’t fuck up your little home. You’ll be safe.” He said in a serious tone and small tears welled in your eyes and you looked away from him. 

You sniffled softly and wiped your tears away, “T-thanks.” You said in a low and shaky voice. He smirked and patted your shoulder before leaving. As much as you wanted to kill Negan, but as long as he had Daryl, you wouldn’t. You’d just sit quietly hoping that one day, Daryl will come home.

The day Rick decided to fight the saviors and a group of you all made your way to the Hilltop, your hopes were answered. The gate opened to the Hilltop and you all walked in and from behind the door was Daryl. He looked exhausted, skinny, but alive. Your heart skipped a beat as your eyes locked with his, your feet moving of their own accord as you ran over to him. He met you in the middle, scooping you up in his arms, your lips meeting his in a passionate and loving kiss. His hands pressed against your back as your thighs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck. 

Later that night, you and Daryl sat around a secluded fire near the back wall of Hilltop. You were planted in Daryl’s lap, his strong arms wrapped around your waist. Your fingers intertwined with his, as you laid against his chest, his nose nuzzled in your hair. 

“I missed you.” You whispered into the air as you watched the flames dance. 

He let out a soft sigh and kissed your temple, “Everyday in that damn cell, I dreamed about gettin’ home to ya.” He mumbled against your hair, squeezing your hands in his, like he used to do on runs when you two would split up. 

You turned in his hold to look up at him, you tucked his hair behind his ears, admiring his handsome face. You could see his cheeks darken in the flickering light, “I thought I lost you.” You whispered as small tears escaped your eyes and trailed down your cheeks. 

You saw small tears fill his eyes as he rested his forehead against yours, “Only thing keepin’ me goin’ was you. Wanted to get home to ya.” He whispered, his voice full of emotions as you saw a small tear track down his cheek. 

You wiped it away with your thumb, “M’here now. Not going anywhere.” You whispered to him and he smiled softly and caught your lips in a soft kiss. His hands let go of yours and moved down to grasp your hips softly. You trailed your hands up his chest to tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss.  

His hands moved down to grasp your ass tight. You let out a surprised gasp as you felt his strong hands slip into the back of your jeans. You moved your hands down to undo his button-up, caressing up and down his bare chest. He quickly undid your jeans slipping them down your thighs to reveal your panties while you undid his jeans and pulled out his hardening cock. You stroked him slowly in your hand as he kissed down your neck, nipping on your pulse point, sucking a bruise into your skin. His hands moved down to slide your panties aside and helped you sink down on his hard cock. You moaned his name as your hips met his, his cock deep in your cunt, the tip kissing your cervix as he bottomed out in you.

You laced your fingers through his hair, pulling him back in for a kiss as you slowly started moving your hips up and down, letting out moans and gasps against his lips. His cock brushed against your sweet spot with every thrust, as his hips bucked up into you, matching your pace while his hands grasped your hips tight. He grunted softly with each thrust, “F-fuck, darlin’. Been too long.” His voice sounded rough and strung out as he pushed you to your orgasm. His thrusts grew faster and harder as you two chased your orgasms.

“M’so close, Dar. Wanna cum with you. Please.” You whined as you felt the coil in your belly tightened as he moved a hand down to circle your clit with his rough fingers. You caught his lips in a deep kiss as you moaned louder, cumming around his cock hard. Your thighs shaking from their place around his hips, and he groaned against your lips as he reached his orgasm, painting your walls white with his spend. You moaned as you felt his warm cum fill you up and your fingers dug into his shoulders as you rode out your orgasm, your walls milking his cock with each pulse of your walls. 

You slumped against him, his cock still deep in you. You rested your forehead against his and you cupped his cheeks softly, giving him a small smile. “I love you, Daryl.” You whispered softly, caressing his cheek softly, tucking a strand of his dark hair behind his ear. 

He gave you a small smile and pecked your nose, making you blush softly. “I love ya too, darlin’.” He mumbled and you nuzzled into his chest, vowing never to let go of his ever again.

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One Good Thing

Kinktober 2024 - Day 26

Pairing: Older!Daryl Dixon (Alexandria Era) x 20s!Sunshine!Fem!Reader

Kink: Age Difference

Word Count: 1100+

Summary: In Daryl's opinion, you are the one good thing in Alexandria.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, creampie, rough sex, missionary position, light spanking, age difference kink, slight d/s dynamics), soft!Daryl, a little more plot than porn, fluff, mentions of Walkers, pre-saviors arc

a/n: So I know it's late but I do want to finish it! I will do my best to post the rest! Hope you all enjoy it!

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Daryl was convinced that the only good thing about Alexandria was you. You were perky, smiley, and so cute, you invaded his thoughts since the moment his eyes landed on you. You were guarding the gate with a crossbow just like his but yours was wrapped in black glitter duct tape. Your arrows were handmade and wrapped in pink glitter duct tape. You and him were polar opposites but the same in some ways. 

When he had arrived, he spent most of his time on the front porch of the house Deanna had given to the group. You gave him a friendly smile and introduced yourself, you were met with grunts but it didn’t affect you. You just kept smiling and offered him a basket of dried fruits, jerkies, bottles of water, and trail mixes. “Cause I know you’re a hunter, and you need sustenance.” You had said, handing him the wicker basket before walking off. 

Since then, he couldn’t get you off his mind. Wherever he went, he saw you. You liked to spend your days up in the crows nest with your crossbow, watching over the barrier, protecting your home. He was walking down the street and saw you in the nest and he decided to join. He already had his bow and he climbed up the latter and sat next to you. 

You didn’t look over at him, just offered him the binoculars. “It’s quiet tonight.” You hummed as you sipped your water. 

He looked through them and observed the dark street, “Mhm.” He grunted and set the binoculars down between you two. 

You pulled a crushed pack of cigarettes from your flannel pocket and you opened it. You pulled one out with your teeth and offered one to Daryl, “Hm?”

He nodded and grabbed the one from your lips and you looked at him with a surprised look. He put in between his lips and grabbed his lighter, “Ya don’ need to be smokin’ these things.” He huffed as he lit the cigarette puffing on it.

You immediately grabbed the cigarette back, “Hey, I found these on a run, you hypocrite.” You huffed and took a drag of the cigarette. 

He chuckled and plucked it back, “These things will kill ya.” He grunted and took his own drag. 

“Rather these things than a roamer.” You chuckled and stole the cigarette back from him. 

He snorted and you two passed the cigarette back and forth till the filter was left. You put out the cigarette and you sighed and looked at your watch. “It’s almost shift change.” 

He nodded and grabbed one of the extra water bottles and opened it, “Let me walk you back to your place.” He offered and you gave him a small smile, grateful for the dark that covered the blush on your face.

“That’d be nice.” You smiled and a few minutes later, Aaron came over and relieved you of your watch. Daryl helped you down from the tower and he placed a hand on your lower back. He walked you down the dark street and you liked the comfortable silence as he walked you to your place. You lived in the basement of one of the apartments and you walked down the stairs and Daryl followed. 

You unlocked the door and pushed it open before turning to him. “Do you want to come in?” You offered as you rested your hip against the door frame.

That’s how you found yourself under Daryl as he slipped his cock into your soaked cunt. He had you stripped bare and you had yanked his clothes off as well, wanting to see him fully. His large callused hands gripped your hips as he bottomed out in you. You cried softly as you dug your nails into his shoulders making him groan at the pain mixed with the pleasure of your walls convulsing around him. His strong hands pinned your hips to the mattress and he started pounding in and out of your cunt, and he slid his hands up to your breasts and squeezed and palmed at your mounds. You yanked him down to kiss your lips passionately, your hands cupped his face gently as your lips devoured his. 

You pulled away, resting your forehead against his. “Mm, wanted this since you got here. Tall, dark, and brooding. A girl’s dream.” You panted out as your thighs squeezed his sides. 

He let out a gruff chuckle, “You like older men, huh?” He smirked down at you as he pulled gently on your peaked nipples. You moaned and nodded as you arched into his warm touch, your hands moving to his shoulders, pulling him closer to you. “Bad girl.” He grunted and yanked you closer to him, 

He pounded in and out of you fast and hard as his strong hands moved down to your ass, squeezing and giving you a light spank. You moaned at the spank, loving the pain and pleasure he was giving you. A smirk broke out across his face and he gave you another spank. Your nails dug into his shoulder, leaving marks on his tan skin. You bit your lip, “F-fuck, Dar. M’so close.” You moaned and pulled him down and kissed him deeply as you felt your orgasm grow closer. 

“C’mon, darlin’. Let me feel ya.” He grunted as he grasped your thighs and pulled them up around his hips. His fingers dug into the plush of your thighs as his thrusts grew faster and sloppier. You cried out his name as you came around his cock, your walls pulsing around his hard cock. Your thighs quivered around his waist as he helped you through your orgasm. 

He grunted loudly as he reached his own peak and thrusted deep into your cunt and painted your walls with his hot cum. You moaned as you felt him fill your cunt with his cum, and he huffed and slumped against you, nuzzling his face against your breasts. Your thighs fell from their place around his waist and you nuzzled your nose into his hair. He lifted his head and looked you in the eyes, his blue eyes full of love. “That, um, was unexpected.” You hummed as you ran your fingers through his hair, his brows furrowed with concern. You smiled and let out a soft chuckle, “But it was amazing, a very welcomed encounter.” 

He let out a small chuckle and kissed your lips passionately, “M’glad.” He whispered and he went to pull away but you stopped him with a hand in his hair. 

“Don’t go. Want you to stay with me.” You whispered softly and kissed his lips softly. He gave you a soft grin and gently rolled you two over with you laying on his chest and his cock slipped out of you, making you let out a soft moan. You looked up at him with love in your eyes and wanted nothing more than to stay with him forever.

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Babymoon

Kinktober 2024 - Day 25

Pairing: Dad!Steve Rogers x Mom!Pregnant!Fem!Reader

Kink: Lactation

Word Count: 1100+

Summary: Tony pays for you and Steve to get away before you two have a new baby on your hands.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, creampie, riding, vaginal fingering, nipple play, lactation kink, milk drinking, soft sex, slow sex, slight pregnancy kink), soft!Steve, tooth-rotting fluff, established relationship

a/n: Here is Day 25! It's a soft one but I enjoyed it! I hope you all do too!

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Sam had taken the kids for the night, so you and Steve could go on a weekend long vacation before your baby girl arrives. You two were just going up to a cabin in upstate New York that Tony paid for because he knew that you two needed some time away. You two drove in comfortable silence through the hills of upstate, you only getting nauseated once or twice during some of the rougher roads. Steve had packed your bag with water, lollipops, some crackers, and a bottle of dramamine. You were grateful that he knew what you needed before you did and that he was in tuned with your needs. He had a hand on your swollen belly the entire ride, only taking it off to sip his drink from the cup holder. 

You two finally got to the cabin and he parked in the driveway before getting out, running over and opening the door for you. He helped you out of the car and took your bag from the passenger’s seat and led you towards the cabin, “You do know that I can walk, right?” You asked as he rested a warm hand on your lower back. 

Steve chuckled and kissed your head, opening the front door for you two. “I know, but I’d rather be safe than sorry.” 

You rolled your eyes at him and you walked over to the couch, and he helped you sit down. “Dork.” You giggled and grabbed your water bottle from the side pocket of your bag and took a sip. 

He chuckled and kissed your cheek, “Wait here. I’ll go grab the bags from the car.” He walked out of the cabin and grabbed your bags from the trunk. He came back in after locking up the car and the cabin. He set them down by the bed in the middle of the cabin. It was across from the fireplace, with the plush couch pushed against the wall underneath the window. The kitchen and dining room were right beside the door and the bathroom was beside the bed. It was cozy and modern, you almost wanted to move in. 

Later that night after dinner, you and Steve were tucked into bed. He had made you, your favorite turkey chili with crackers, and he had provided you with Tums before you even had to ask for them. You laid against Steve’s bare chest as his hands rubbed your swollen belly softly, you were dozing off until you felt his warm hands move up to your sore nipples. You let out a soft gasp at his touch to your sensitive buds, you were already breastfeeding your youngest and with the baby on the way, your nipples were leaky and sore as ever. His touch shots bolts of pleasure and slight pain up your spine. 

“Steve, mm, we can’t. We might wake the-” You stopped your sentence, realizing that you two were alone for the first time in years. You turned to him with a knowing smile and he smirked and wrapped his arms around your hips and pulled you into his bare lap. “We don’t have to be quiet.” You giggled and cupped his face and yanked him down to kiss you passionately. 

He groaned against your lips as you tugged him closer by his hair, your fingers tugging on his blonde locks. “I should’ve taken you on a vacation sooner.” He chuckled as you pulled away with puffy lips and a lustful look in your eyes. 

You smirked at him and ran your fingers through his hair, “You should’ve. Stark had only been offering since Sarah came along.” You giggled and he rolled his eyes playfully at you. 

“Wanted to spend all of my time with her then James came around and it was never the right time.” He shrugged and you nodded in understanding and he leaned down and took your leaking nipple into his warm mouth. You moaned at the warmth of his lips wrapping around your peaked nipple, he moaned as he tasted your sweet milk fill his mouth. He swallowed each drop and you moaned at the relief it gave you as the soreness began to give way with each suck. His large hand moved down to your bare core and he slid two fingers into your soaked cunt. He stroked along your walls slowly, curling them against your walls, aiming to hit that sweet spot deep inside of you. 

You moaned louder as he thrusted his fingers in and out slowly, “F-fuck, it’s been too long.” You moaned, feeling sensitive due to your pregnancy. It only took him speeding up his fingers and giving a hard suck on your nipples to push you over the edge. You cried out, gripping his shoulders tight as you shook with your orgasm, your thighs feeling weak as he stroked you through your orgasm. 

“Good girl. You’re always so good for me.” He mumbled against your temple as he pressed a soft kiss to your skin. He slowly pulled his fingers out of you, taking them into his mouth, moaning at your taste as it coats his tongue. He reached down to line his cock up to your hole and help you slowly sink down on his length. You gasped and moaned as he filled you up, “Fuck, you’re tight and wet for me, doll. You feel so perfect.” He groaned and rested his forehead against yours. 

You whined softly as he leaned back down and took a nipple into his mouth, he suckled on your breast as he slowly moved your hips up and down on his throbbing length. You felt your orgasm coming on quicker with each thrust of his cock. He drank from your nipple greedily, making your walls quiver around him with each suck. You yanked him closer to your chest, your fingers tangled in his hair as you felt the coil snap in your belly. You came gushing around his cock, he groaned and grunted as he pulled you flush against his lap as he hit his orgasm. His tip shot his hot cum inside of you, painting your walls white with his seed. You two slumped against each other and he pulled off your nipple and kissed your lips passionately. 

He cleaned you two up after a little bit and he helped you back into bed. He laid behind you after shutting the lights off with the dim glow of the fireplace lighting up the room. He nuzzled into your neck as his arms wrapped around your swollen belly, rubbing your belly with one hand. You smiled softly and pressed yourself flush against his chest, and you two dozed off, without the worry of waking up to a screaming baby. You two could just enjoy each other that night.

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Masochist

Kinktober 2024 - Day 24

Pairing: Brat!Wade Wilson x Mean!Dom!Fem!Reader

Kink: Pegging

Word Count: 900+

Summary: Wade likes it when you're mean to him.

Warnings: No plot just porn, explicit language, explicit sexual content (use of sex toys, anal sex, anal fingering, multiple orgasms, slight milking, d/s dynamics, dirty talk, teasing, marking, spanking, rough sex, aftercare), established relationship, fluff

a/n: Here is day 24! I wasn't sure what to write for this so I kinda word vomited on the paper but I hope it turned out alright! Hope you enjoy!

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You had Wade on his hands and knees as you worked him open for your thick silicon cock, that was strapped to your hips. The harness was secured around your lower half, perfect for what you two were going to do that night. You were two fingers deep in Wade’s hole, him a whimpering and moaning mess against the sheets as you pressed against his prostate. He was muttering meaningless words as you brought him pleasure, he had already cum once, his cum streaking across his chest and the sheets. You were enjoying listening to his noises of pleasure, your thighs clenching as he gave pathetic and needy whines. You had already soaked your black and red lace panties that matched your strap because you were so turned on by Wade’s noises. 

You spat on the fingers that were inside of him, making the thrusts slicker. He cried your name as you pressed against his sweet spot harder, “Such pathetic noises, Wade. You sound like a bitch in heat.” You chuckled cruelly, your free hand spanking his ass hard. 

“Mm, fucking hell, can’t help it. I’m so fucking sensitive.” Wade whined and grinded back against your fingers, his hands tugging at the ropes that were tied to the headboard, keeping his hands bound. “Oh my god.” He moaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. 

“Mm, did I hit your special spot? You like the pleasure I’m giving you?” You smirked already knowing his answer as you slid a third finger into his stretched hole.

“F-fuck. M’ready, want you to fuck me. Wanna feel you in my fucking throat.” He groaned and yanked on the rope. 

“Patience, Wade. I wanna take my time with you. Like when you get all whiny and needy. Makes me soaking wet.” You purred as you leaned down and bit into his asscheek, making him gasp and moan louder.

“Y-you teasin’ bitch. Please, please, want your cock.” He huffed and grinded his hips back against you again, earning himself a hard smack to his inner thigh. 

“Watch your tone, baby. I could leave you like this all night. Just right on the edge, while you watch me fuck myself with the cock I was going to fuck you with.” You warned as you started to withdraw your fingers. 

“W-wait, no, no. M’sorry. Want you bad. Please, I want your cock so bad.” He whined and laid his head down on the pillows, biting into the fabric as you slammed your fingers back into his hole. You smirked and pulled your fingers out before spitting into his gaping hole and slipping the tip of your strap into his hole. He gasped at the stretch as you slowly worked your cock into his sloppy hole. “T-thank you. Oh, fuck, t-thank you.” He whined and tugged on the ropes again.

You gripped his hips tight in your hands and slowly started thrusting in and out of his hole, “Mm, that’s a good boy. You look so fucking pretty like this. My pretty merc.” You smirked and you spanked his ass before moving faster in and out of him. He let out moans and whines as the tip of the fake cock slammed into the spongy sensitive spot inside of him. 

You pounded in and out of his ass, spanking his ass hard, leaving handprints on his flesh that healed up in seconds. His noises grew louder, as the tip of his cock leaked pre all over his chest and the sheets. His cock twitched with each movement, begging for attention from you. You brought your hand around to his mouth, “Spit.” You ordered and he immediately spat into your palm, you reached around and wrapped your palm around his throbbing cock. You stroked him tightly, squeezing him from the base and up to his tip. He groaned and whined at the new sensation mixed with the stimulation against his sweet spot. He could feel his orgasm growing quickly with each thrust of the fake cock. 

“M’close. So fucking close. Wanna cum, need to cum.” He whined as his thighs shook with the effort that it took to keep himself up. 

You smirked at the neediness in his voice, “Do you think you deserve to cum? You did call me a bitch.” You mocked and spanked his ass again. 

He cried and pulled on the ropes again, “Please, m’sorry. I want to cum. I need to cum. Please, baby.” He whined and you chuckled and spanked him again, stroking him faster and tighter. 

“Cum for me.” You ordered and thumbed at his tip and he cried out your name and came hard. His thighs gave out on him as he shot his cum onto his chest and onto the bed sheets. You stroked him through his orgasm and you pressed kisses all over his back as he came down from his high. 

After you had cleaned him up, you two were soaking in a bath together. You were sitting behind him with him laying on your chest as you massaged his hips softly. “I wasn’t too hard on you, was I?” You asked quietly as he nuzzled into your neck. 

“No. You were perfect. I like when you get rough with me.” He hummed as he kissed on your neck, his muscles relaxing into the warm water. 

“Masochist.” You snorted and he chuckled and pulled away and kissed your lips passionately. 

“You love it.” He whispered against your lips. 

You nodded with a giggle, “I do.”

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Just Like Him

Kinktober 2024 - Day 23

Pairing: Dark!Steve Kemp x Innocent!Fem!Reader

Kink: Anal Sex

Word Count: 1700+

Summary: You can't help but fall for Steve's charm and maybe, just maybe, he's falling for you too. (Or Steve loves you cause you're just like him)

Warnings: DUB-CON/NON-CON, Dark themes, Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrom, explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected sex, anal sex, anal fingering, vaginal fingering, spit as lube, brief oral sex (f! receiving), allusions to multiple orgasms, messy sex, rough sex, d/s dynamics, biting, marking, obsession, slight degrading, slight breast play, choking kink, doggy style, nicknames (baby, little one, little slut)), sorta!soft!Steve, corrupted!reader

a/n: Here is Day 23! I know I'm a little late posting but my classes have been kicking my ass and I'm so freaking tired! I will do my best to post on time for the rest of this month!

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You’re not sure how long you had been imprisoned in Steve’s basement. All you know is that two women had come and gone from the cell next to yours. He had killed them and cut them up and sold them to the highest bidder. He hadn’t taken anything from you, though. He’s threatened to cut you up from time to time but he hadn’t tried to. You weren’t sure why he was so nice to you, in his own twisted way but he was nice. He brought you books, blankets, and sweet treats most of the times he came into your cell. While the other women were screaming when he went into their cell, you were giggling at some stupid joke he told you.

It was safe to say that you were, rather reluctantly, falling in love with the psycho. He was gentle when leading you to the bathroom for a shower, he respected your privacy, even if the cuffs stayed on, he gave you little freedoms. He treated you like glass even if he did smack you around if you pissed him off, but you rarely did that anymore. You found it nicer to just listen to him. 

You stared at the same landscape on the wall that was slowly becoming a part of your nightmares, but it was almost peaceful if you forgot where you were. You heard Steve’s heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and up to the cell next to yours and you could hear the sound of the plastic tray hitting the floor before the cell door closed, and he made his way over to your cell. You heard the telltale click of the lock and the door sliding open. 

Steve stepped into your cell with a garment bag and a tray of food, he locked eyes with you and gave you a dark grin. “Good morning, little one.” He hummed before setting the tray next to you, but your eyes stayed on the landscape. “I have a surprise for you.” He whispered and kneeled beside you and set the garment bag on the bed in front of you. 

You pulled your eyes away from the landscape to look him in the eyes, “Hm?” You hummed softly with a soft smile on your face. 

He chuckled at the sleepy look on your face, “I was thinking that me and you could have dinner tonight. I’ll make you something nice.” He smirked and caressed your cheek softly, you leaned into his palm, loving his kind touch. 

“Who will it be?” You asked already knowing that the dinner will have some form of meat that didn’t come from an animal. 

“Don’t know yet, but I can make you something else?” He offered and you smiled wider before shaking your head. 

“No.” You whispered looking down then up again, “I want to try it.”

He smirked wider and wrapped his hand around your throat and pulled you up to kiss your lips hungrily. He pulled away and rested his forehead against yours, “Naughty girl. I knew you were special.” He whispered and pecked your nose. “I’ll see you at dinner.” He smirked before leaving the cell. 

That night, you put on the red bell sleeved dress that he gave you. It cut up to your upper thigh and the sleeves billowed out like bat wings, and you wore small Mary Jane matching heels. Earlier that day, Steve had led you to the bathroom, and let you shower and shave before taking you back down to the cell. He left the cell unlocked but your cuffs were on and you walked up the stairs shakily. You followed the smell of food to find Steve in the kitchen, stirring a pot of sauce.

“Hello, little one.” Steve said with his back to you as you walked up to the counter and sat down on one of the bar stools. He had a charcuterie board set up with dried meats, assorted cheeses, crackers, and fruit. The board was in the shape of a heart, it was cute, a bit cheesy but you found it endearing. Steve walked away from the stove and over to you, he grabbed the chains from the floor and clipped them to the ‘D’ ring of your cuffs, locking them with a padlock. “Don’t want you running away.” He hummed and kissed your lips softly. 

You pulled away and looked up at him with doe eyes, “Don’t wanna run away.” You whispered as your fingers played with his sweater. “Want to stay with you.” 

He gave you a soft smile and caressed your cheek softly, “Good girl.” He whispered and pecked your lips before pulling away, “Eat some of the charcuterie, it’s delicious.” He smirked and grabbed a piece of cheese and meat and popped it into his mouth. 

You grabbed a cracker, a piece of cheese, and a piece of the dried meat. You stacked them on top of the cracker and ate it slowly, the meat melting on your tongue and the flavors exploding in your mouth, “Mm, that’s good.” You hummed and reached for another piece. 

Steve smirked at you as you ate some more of the meat and cheese, “I’m glad you’re enjoying it, little one.” He winked at you as you watched him move around the kitchen. 

After dinner, you and Steve were tipsy on wine and he led you to his bedroom. His lips on yours as he laid you down on the comforter, his strong hands gripping your waist and hips as he crawled on top of you. You moaned into his mouth, letting his tongue invade your mouth and your senses. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. 

His hands were slow as they undid your dress and pulled it from your body, leaving you in your panties. Your nipples peaked as they were exposed to the cool air of the room. He smirked and placed his hands on your breasts, his palms massaging your sensitive nipple. “So pretty like this, little one.” He hummed, plucking your nipples with each hand, pinching and tugging them softly, making soft gasps and moans leave your lips. You looked away as your cheeks flushed a deep pink, making him chuckle. “So shy. Keep your eyes on me, baby.” He whispered as his fingers continued their movements on your puffy nipples. 

You looked at him as he played with your body, how he wanted. You felt your cunt soaking your white panties, leaving a viable wet spot on the gusset of the fabric. You whined as he took one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking softly and leaving a teasing bite on the bud. He pulled back and shucked his sweater over his head and tossed it away, revealing his bare chest to your hungry eyes. 

You moved your hands up to caress his taut abs and up to his pecs, “You’re so handsome.” You said softly as your eyes followed his happy trail to the hem of his pants. “Wanna see all of you, Steve.” 

He smirked and leaned down and kissed your lips as he undid his slacks and shimmed out of them leaving him in his boxers. “Sweet girl.” He purred and kissed down your neck softly. You moaned as he sucked and bit on your sensitive neck, biting hard enough to break the skin.

You hissed and pulled away and pressed a hand against your bleeding neck. “S-Steve?” You stuttered looking up at him, and he gave you a bloody smirk. 

“Just wanted a taste of you.” He smirked before kissing your lips again, the metallic taste staining your tastebuds. “Just relax, baby.” He hummed and rolled you over onto your stomach. He pulled your hips up to his face and he yanked your panties off, revealing your soaked core and your tight back hole to him. 

He lapped through your folds, moaning at your taste on his tongue. His hands spreading you further apart for him as he nuzzled deeper in your cunt. He moved up to lap at your tight hole softly, prodding it with the tip of his tongue. 

You were startled and tried to pull away, “W-what are you doing?” You asked in a nervous voice, as his hands kept you against his face. 

“Mm. Just getting you ready.” He hummed lapping at your tight hole, getting it sloppy for him before he pulled his face away and dragged his finger through your wetness, then slowly pushed it into your hole. You gasped at the sensation, never having anything in your back hole. “Sh, sh. I’ll take care of you.” He whispered as his thumb circled your clit steadily as he worked his finger deeper into you. 

He worked three fingers into your hole, making you cum once with the stimulation from his fingers stroking your walls and his thumb rubbing at your clit. You were a whimpering mess by the time he lubed up his cock and was working his thick length into your stretched hole. You cried out at the mix of pleasure and pain coursing through you as his cock manipulated and your walls to fit his cock deep in you. His thumb never let up on your clit, rubbing fast and tight circles on your sensitive bud. 

Your hole squeezed his cock as he started thrusting shallowly in and out of your ass, while he slipped two fingers into your dripping cunt. His free hand gripped your ass cheek, spreading it open so he could watch his cock, slide in and out of your hole. You gripped the pillows in front of you tight, moaning and whining with each thrust, him bullying his cock deeper into you. He spanked your asscheek once, then twice, and over and over until your ass was red and tingling with pain. The pain turned into pleasure as he sped up his thrusts.

His fingers curled up in your cunt, stroking your sweet spot slowly, making your thighs shake uncontrollably. You whined as tears fell from your eyes and down your cheeks, leaving wet tracks on your cheeks. He smirked and used his free hand to wrap around your neck and yank you up. The new position sliding him deeper into your asshole. 

“Mm, this is so much better than eating you. Fuck, you’re perfect for this. My little girl. So innocent.” He groaned as your walls gripped him perfectly. “But you’re not that innocent, you’re just like me.” He smirked and lapped at the bite on your neck as he squeezed your windpipe, cutting off your air flow, making you feel dizzy. “Perfect little slut.” He murmured against your skin. “I’m not letting you go anywhere. You’re mine.”

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Too Long

Kinktober 2024 - Day 22

Kink: Stripping

Pairing: CEO!Nick Fowler x Stripper!Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1500+

Summary: Nick is one of your best clients and the only one you let break the rules.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, stripping, strip tease, teasing, rough sex, dirty talk, allusions to multiple orgasms, daddy kink, power dynamics), whipped!Nick, fluff, reader's stage name is 'Kitty'

a/n: Here's Day 22! I'm not sure if I'll be able to get tomorrow's fic posted in the morning! It might be later. My job is taking up a lot of my time along with grad school, but I'll do my best!

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You worked at a very high end Gentlemen’s club in downtown D.C. and you catered to one of the richest and most successful men in the country. Nick Fowler was a regular, always asking for the most luxury room with you, the club’s favorite dancer. He came in once a week, always with two body guards that followed him around and stood outside of the room the whole time he rented it out. But it had been a month or two since Nick had come into the club, and it was pathetic but you were missing him. When you took him to the room, you broke the club’s rules multiple times by letting him touch you, kiss you, fuck you, and it was magical. 

Nick had finally finished a business deal in Hong Kong that took way too long to negotiate and fuck, he was missing his own bed, but he was missing you more. He never thought a fucking stripper of all people would capture his heart, but you did. He thought you were beautiful, sexy, and so powerful. He never thought strippers could have that kind of power but when you walked onto stage, everyone went quiet, all eyes were on you as your body glistened with glitter in the spotlight, and how your curves showed in your lacy garments. You looked like a fucking lace clad angel, you were perfect. 

He stepped into the club with his bodyguards following a few feet behind as he walked up to the bar. He ordered his usual and asked for you specifically. When you heard that Nick was back and was at the bar, you tried to not make it look too obvious as you rushed over. You were wearing a black and red lace bodysuit, with matching garter belt and thigh high lace tights, and black heels. Nick smirked as he turned to you and regarded you with hungry eyes. 

“Hello, kitty. Miss me?” Nick hummed as he sipped his drink. 

Your smile widened and you nodded as you bit your lip, “I did, sir. I was beginning to worry.” You purred as you caressed his shoulder and he smirked and took your hand in his warm one. “Your regular, Mr. Fowler?”

His smirk grew and he nodded, “Lead the way, kitty.” He winked and you pulled him along through the hallway of the club towards the room, you two always shared. You pulled him inside and he closed and locked the door. As soon as the door was closed, he pressed you against it and his lips pressed to yours. You moaned against his lips as his tongue invaded your mouth as his hands trailed along your lace clad chest. He pulled away as his eyes took in your body hungrily, “Is this one of the sets I bought you, kitty?” He asked with a growl to his voice and you nodded. 

“Mhm, one of my favorites, daddy.” You purred as you batted your eyelashes at him, making him groan softly as he rested his forehead against yours. 

He pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed and spread his thighs before taking off his tie, “Give me a dance, pretty kitty. Wanna see all of you.” He grinned wolfishly and you blushed under his gaze and went to the tablet on the table, and choose his usual song. The beginning chords of “Daddy Issues”, by The Neighborhood played through the speakers. 

Your eyes locked onto his as your hips gently swayed to the music and you ran your hands down your breasts and over your hips. Nick’s eyes darkened as he sipped his drink while watching you. You sauntered over and straddled his lap and grinded your hips down teasingly on his lap before pulling away. You reached behind you to undo the corset of your body suit and let the straps drop from your shoulders, but your breasts kept the fabric up. You moved through your routine like you do every night but with the exception of letting Nick touch you how he pleased. He had a prominent bulge the entire time, his mind playing back the moments just like this one. He couldn’t wait to take his time with you.

Once the song was over, he scooped you up in his arms and carried you to the bed in the middle of the room, and sat down with you in his lap. “When are you gonna let me take you away from this place?” He hummed as his hands explored your lace clad body.

“I like my job, Nick. You know that.” You shrugged and he pulled the top down to reveal your breasts to him. 

“Mm, I know but I want you to myself. I can treat you so well.” He said as his palms groped and squeezed your breasts, grinding his palms against your nipples. 

You let out a soft moan at the feeling of his warm hands on your peaked nipples. “Maybe I’ll think about it.” You hummed and leaned into his hands as your hips grinded down on his bulge, pressing your clit against the zipper of his slacks. You moaned and you leaned down to trail soft kisses down his neck, as your hands made quick work of the buttons of his white shirt. You tugged his shirt free from his pants and you purred as you felt down his pecs to his taut stomach. 

“It’s been too long since I’ve had you.” He grunted and he flipped you two over so you pressed against the duvet of the bed. He made quick work of your bodysuit, tossing the lace outfit away, leaving you bare except for your garter belt and stockings. He undid his belt and slacks, pulling his hard cock out of his pants, before climbing on top of you.

“I want you, daddy. Please.” You whined as you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer to your core. He groaned as he felt his tip catch on your entrance and he reached down to line himself up to your weeping hole. 

“Have you been good since I’ve been gone?” He smirked as he teased his cock through your soaked folds. You nodded quickly as you tried to grind down on his cock, but a sharp slap to your inner thigh had you settling down. “Patience, kitty. M’not going anywhere. Just want to feel you.” He groaned as he slipped just the tip of his thick cock into your tight cunt. 

A fire lit in your lower stomach at the sensation of his cock pressing into you, stretching your walls around his tip. You whined and gripped his shoulders tight, digging his nails into his shoulders, making him groan at the pain of your nails. “Want more, daddy. Please!” You cried as his thumb moved down to circle your clit teasingly. 

Your walls pulsed around his tip as he slowly pushed into you deeper before pulling out again, just teasing you with his cock. “Mm, love the noises you make.” He hummed as he leaned down to kiss your breasts softly, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. 

He finally slid all the way into your cunt, making your back arch and a loud moan leave your lips, making you thankful for the soundproofed walls. “F-fuck, daddy. Oh my god!” You whined and your thighs shook around his hips as the pleasure coursed through you. Nick pulled away from your chest, resting his forehead against yours, groaning softly as he gave an experimental thrust into your core. 

“Fuckin’ hell, kitty. You’re so fucking tight. I can feel you gushing around my cock, your little cunt is sucking me in. So needy.” He grunted as he gripped your hips not as tight as he wanted to but enough so he could pound into your wet cunt. 

Your nails dug into his shoulders as a string of moans and whines left your lips as the tip of his cock grinds and presses against your sweet spot. Your thighs tighten around his hips as your hips grind down to meet each thrust of his hips. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him down to kiss his lips passionately. He groaned against your lips as your walls pulsed with your impending orgasm, your walls gripping and sucking his cock with each thrust. 

He brought you to your first orgasm of the night by slapping your clit with the palm of his hand, which pushed you over the edge. It had you crying his name as you gushed around his cock and your thighs shook around his hips. He grunted with each thrust, helping you through your orgasm. 

“Good fucking girl. So wet and warm. Can feel your cunt weeping. You’re so fucking beautiful like this.” He growled as he nuzzled against your neck softly kissing your sensitive skin there till your thighs stopped shaking. “Mm, I’m not done with you yet, kitty. I have two months to make up for. I’m not letting you go till your shift is over.” He smirked and you whined and tugged him close to you. 

“Anything you want, daddy.” You whined as your nails dug into his shoulders then he started pounding into you again.

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Too Long

Kinktober 2024 - Day 22

Kink: Stripping

Pairing: CEO!Nick Fowler x Stripper!Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1500+

Summary: Nick is one of your best clients and the only one you let break the rules.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, stripping, strip tease, teasing, rough sex, dirty talk, allusions to multiple orgasms, daddy kink, power dynamics), whipped!Nick, fluff, reader's stage name is 'Kitty'

a/n: Here's Day 22! I'm not sure if I'll be able to get tomorrow's fic posted in the morning! It might be later. My job is taking up a lot of my time along with grad school, but I'll do my best!

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You worked at a very high end Gentlemen’s club in downtown D.C. and you catered to one of the richest and most successful men in the country. Nick Fowler was a regular, always asking for the most luxury room with you, the club’s favorite dancer. He came in once a week, always with two body guards that followed him around and stood outside of the room the whole time he rented it out. But it had been a month or two since Nick had come into the club, and it was pathetic but you were missing him. When you took him to the room, you broke the club’s rules multiple times by letting him touch you, kiss you, fuck you, and it was magical. 

Nick had finally finished a business deal in Hong Kong that took way too long to negotiate and fuck, he was missing his own bed, but he was missing you more. He never thought a fucking stripper of all people would capture his heart, but you did. He thought you were beautiful, sexy, and so powerful. He never thought strippers could have that kind of power but when you walked onto stage, everyone went quiet, all eyes were on you as your body glistened with glitter in the spotlight, and how your curves showed in your lacy garments. You looked like a fucking lace clad angel, you were perfect. 

He stepped into the club with his bodyguards following a few feet behind as he walked up to the bar. He ordered his usual and asked for you specifically. When you heard that Nick was back and was at the bar, you tried to not make it look too obvious as you rushed over. You were wearing a black and red lace bodysuit, with matching garter belt and thigh high lace tights, and black heels. Nick smirked as he turned to you and regarded you with hungry eyes. 

“Hello, kitty. Miss me?” Nick hummed as he sipped his drink. 

Your smile widened and you nodded as you bit your lip, “I did, sir. I was beginning to worry.” You purred as you caressed his shoulder and he smirked and took your hand in his warm one. “Your regular, Mr. Fowler?”

His smirk grew and he nodded, “Lead the way, kitty.” He winked and you pulled him along through the hallway of the club towards the room, you two always shared. You pulled him inside and he closed and locked the door. As soon as the door was closed, he pressed you against it and his lips pressed to yours. You moaned against his lips as his tongue invaded your mouth as his hands trailed along your lace clad chest. He pulled away as his eyes took in your body hungrily, “Is this one of the sets I bought you, kitty?” He asked with a growl to his voice and you nodded. 

“Mhm, one of my favorites, daddy.” You purred as you batted your eyelashes at him, making him groan softly as he rested his forehead against yours. 

He pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed and spread his thighs before taking off his tie, “Give me a dance, pretty kitty. Wanna see all of you.” He grinned wolfishly and you blushed under his gaze and went to the tablet on the table, and choose his usual song. The beginning chords of “Daddy Issues”, by The Neighborhood played through the speakers. 

Your eyes locked onto his as your hips gently swayed to the music and you ran your hands down your breasts and over your hips. Nick’s eyes darkened as he sipped his drink while watching you. You sauntered over and straddled his lap and grinded your hips down teasingly on his lap before pulling away. You reached behind you to undo the corset of your body suit and let the straps drop from your shoulders, but your breasts kept the fabric up. You moved through your routine like you do every night but with the exception of letting Nick touch you how he pleased. He had a prominent bulge the entire time, his mind playing back the moments just like this one. He couldn’t wait to take his time with you.

Once the song was over, he scooped you up in his arms and carried you to the bed in the middle of the room, and sat down with you in his lap. “When are you gonna let me take you away from this place?” He hummed as his hands explored your lace clad body.

“I like my job, Nick. You know that.” You shrugged and he pulled the top down to reveal your breasts to him. 

“Mm, I know but I want you to myself. I can treat you so well.” He said as his palms groped and squeezed your breasts, grinding his palms against your nipples. 

You let out a soft moan at the feeling of his warm hands on your peaked nipples. “Maybe I’ll think about it.” You hummed and leaned into his hands as your hips grinded down on his bulge, pressing your clit against the zipper of his slacks. You moaned and you leaned down to trail soft kisses down his neck, as your hands made quick work of the buttons of his white shirt. You tugged his shirt free from his pants and you purred as you felt down his pecs to his taut stomach. 

“It’s been too long since I’ve had you.” He grunted and he flipped you two over so you pressed against the duvet of the bed. He made quick work of your bodysuit, tossing the lace outfit away, leaving you bare except for your garter belt and stockings. He undid his belt and slacks, pulling his hard cock out of his pants, before climbing on top of you.

“I want you, daddy. Please.” You whined as you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer to your core. He groaned as he felt his tip catch on your entrance and he reached down to line himself up to your weeping hole. 

“Have you been good since I’ve been gone?” He smirked as he teased his cock through your soaked folds. You nodded quickly as you tried to grind down on his cock, but a sharp slap to your inner thigh had you settling down. “Patience, kitty. M’not going anywhere. Just want to feel you.” He groaned as he slipped just the tip of his thick cock into your tight cunt. 

A fire lit in your lower stomach at the sensation of his cock pressing into you, stretching your walls around his tip. You whined and gripped his shoulders tight, digging his nails into his shoulders, making him groan at the pain of your nails. “Want more, daddy. Please!” You cried as his thumb moved down to circle your clit teasingly. 

Your walls pulsed around his tip as he slowly pushed into you deeper before pulling out again, just teasing you with his cock. “Mm, love the noises you make.” He hummed as he leaned down to kiss your breasts softly, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. 

He finally slid all the way into your cunt, making your back arch and a loud moan leave your lips, making you thankful for the soundproofed walls. “F-fuck, daddy. Oh my god!” You whined and your thighs shook around his hips as the pleasure coursed through you. Nick pulled away from your chest, resting his forehead against yours, groaning softly as he gave an experimental thrust into your core. 

“Fuckin’ hell, kitty. You’re so fucking tight. I can feel you gushing around my cock, your little cunt is sucking me in. So needy.” He grunted as he gripped your hips not as tight as he wanted to but enough so he could pound into your wet cunt. 

Your nails dug into his shoulders as a string of moans and whines left your lips as the tip of his cock grinds and presses against your sweet spot. Your thighs tighten around his hips as your hips grind down to meet each thrust of his hips. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him down to kiss his lips passionately. He groaned against your lips as your walls pulsed with your impending orgasm, your walls gripping and sucking his cock with each thrust. 

He brought you to your first orgasm of the night by slapping your clit with the palm of his hand, which pushed you over the edge. It had you crying his name as you gushed around his cock and your thighs shook around his hips. He grunted with each thrust, helping you through your orgasm. 

“Good fucking girl. So wet and warm. Can feel your cunt weeping. You’re so fucking beautiful like this.” He growled as he nuzzled against your neck softly kissing your sensitive skin there till your thighs stopped shaking. “Mm, I’m not done with you yet, kitty. I have two months to make up for. I’m not letting you go till your shift is over.” He smirked and you whined and tugged him close to you. 

“Anything you want, daddy.” You whined as your nails dug into his shoulders then he started pounding into you again.

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Nick Fowler

LAST UPDATED: 10/22/2024

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Handsome Stranger

Kinktober 2024 - Day 21

Pairing: Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Innocent!Fem!Reader

Kink: Dub-con/Non-con

Word Count: 1400+

Summary: Your friends leave you alone at a bar and Lloyd takes an interest in you.

Warnings: DUB-CON/NON-CON, explicit language, explicit sexual content (dub-con/non-con (drinking, non-consensual unprotected sex), unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, choking, oral sex (m! receiving), deepthroating, face-fucking, creampie, d/s dynamics, slight baby trapping), Lloyd is a shady motherfucker (but we think we can change him), kidnapping (sorta), naive!Reader

a/n: Here's Day 21! I haven't written anything dark in a while so I might be rusty, but I hope you enjoy it!

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Your friends wanted to go out, you wanted to stay in but majority rules. So you got dressed in a short and tight white dress and small pink heels and your makeup was done tastefully. By the middle of the night, your friends had all found dates and had left you alone to wallow in the back of the bar, sipping your drink slowly as your eyes flitted around the room. You noticed a very handsome man looking you over, he was wearing a dark blue sweater and a black cotton duster and his hair was done neatly, slicked away from his face. His neatly combed mustache drew your eyes as he sipped his whiskey and you shivered as his tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. 

Lloyd knew from the moment you walked into the bar, you were going to be his. You looked so innocent and young in that white dress and you ordered the most diluted drink they had on the menu. You were a dream to him. He just needed your friends out of the way so he could approach you. He sent over a few of his men to take your friends away so you could be all alone. He noticed as your eyes kept darting to him throughout the night, he noticed your shutters and shivers, along with the clenching of your thighs. He had you right where he wanted you. 

He stood up and took his drink with him as he walked over to your small table in the corner of the room. He had a dark smirk on his face as he looked you up and down shamelessly. “Why you all alone, little mouse?” Lloyd drawled as he leaned a hip on your table. 

You bit your lip softly as you peered up at him through your lashes. “My friends ditched me.” You pouted softly and took another sip of your drink. 

“Well that ain’t right.” He tsked before offering a hand to you. “Why don’t you join me in my booth? Get you another drink. Try to cheer you up.” 

A bright smile graced your lips and Lloyd could almost feel his cold heart beat, “Thank you, sir. I would like that.” You nodded and stood up, stumbling a bit from your previous drinks, but Lloyd caught you in his strong arms. You giggled and hid your blushing face in his chest, inhaling his scent of gunpowder, whiskey, and cigar smoke. “S-sorry.” You hiccuped and he chuckled softly and led you to his booth. 

He slid inside and you went to sit next to him but his large hands reached out and grasped your hips, “No, no, little mouse. You get the best seat.” He winked and pulled you onto his lap, making you let out a gasp at his show of strength. 

“O-okay.” You blushed as you felt his bulge pressing against the curve of your ass. 

“I’m Lloyd. What’s your name, little one?” He hummed as he trailed his fingers along your thighs. You gulped before stuttering out your name, making him chuckle, “Don’ be nervous, sweetie. I’m not gonna hurt you.” He smirked and his hands squeezed your thighs and pulled you closer. 

You blushed as his blue eyes trailed down from your eyes and to your lips before flicking back up to your eyes. He leaned down and caught your lips in a hungry kiss, you were caught by surprise but the alcohol coursing through your veins made you lean into the kiss. You rested your hands on his shoulders as his hands groped at your hips and down to your ass, squeezing softly, making you gasp against his lips and he slid his tongue into your mouth. You moaned softly as he sucked on your tongue and you pulled away with puffy lips, panting softly as you looked up at him with innocent eyes. 

“M’not usually like this.” You mumbled softly as your eyes darted away and you stared at your fingers as you played with them. 

He gave you a smirk and he pinched your chin and pulled you up to look him in the eyes. “You want this, hm? I can practically feel how wet you are. Are you soaking your panties for me, little mouse?” He hummed as his hand trailed down and cupped your mound in his warm hand. You gasped softly at the sensation and your hand wrapped around his wrist as you nodded hesitantly. “Good girl. Let's take this upstairs.” 

That’s how you found yourself on your knees in front of Lloyd with his cock down your throat, spit and tears streaming down your face, as he bullied his cock deep into your tight throat. He was sitting on the bed, still clothed with his cock out, but you were bare naked in between his spread thighs. He had tangled a hand in your hair, making you take him all the way to base before pulling back up his cock. You whimpered and whined as you clenched your thighs, your wet cunt pulsing and dripping down your thighs, wanting to be filled by Lloyd’s thick and long cock. 

He quickly yanked you off his cock, making you whine softly as you looked up at him with wet eyes and spit dripping down your chin. His large hand cupped your jaw softly and wiped a bit of spit from your bottom lip before thrusting his thumb into your mouth, making you suck on it. “You’re such a mess, little mouse. You look so pretty like this.” He smirked and wrapped his hand around your throat and pulled you up and onto the bed. He maneuvered you onto your hands and knees for him, revealing your soaked cunt to his hungry eyes. He spanked your sensitive cunt once, making you squeal and try to move away from him. “No, no, little one. Stay still.” He growled and pulled you back to him as he teased his tip through your folds. 

“N-no. P-please, use a condom. M’not on the pill.” You stuttered quickly, feeling nervous all of a sudden. 

He rolled his eyes before pulling his cock away and grabbing a condom from his wallet before he shrugged and tossed the condom away. “Okay. M’all ready for you.” His smirk took on a dark tinge before he slammed into your wanting cunt, his cock bare but your mind emptied as soon as his thick cock filled you to the brim. 

You moaned as your hands reached out and grabbed the sheets in front of you as he started a rough and unforgiving pace. He groaned as your walls sucked his cock back in with each thrust and his large hands gripped your hips tight, keeping your bottom half up while you melted into the sheets. You cried and whined with each thrust as the pain gave way to pleasure with each movement of his hips. It felt like your every nerve was on fire as he brought you pleasure. He wrapped one hand around your neck and yanked you up against his chest, pressing your back against his wool sweater covered chest. 

The dynamic of him being fully clothed and you bare while he ruined you, turned you on even more. His hand squeezed your windpipe softly, just cutting your air off slightly as he pounded your cunt. You reached your hand back to tangle into his cropped hair and pulled him down into a heated kiss. He smirked into the kiss as he folded you back over and pressed himself deeper into you. You let out a cry of his name as he bit down on your neck, just enough to leave a bruise and it pushed you over the edge, making you cry and whine as your walls pulsed with your orgasm. Your thighs shaking as your knees went out, but Lloyd’s arm around your waist kept you up as he gave one more thrust before emptying inside of you. 

You both slumped against the bed as you came down from your highs. He huffed softly and pulled out of you slowly, and he sat back to admire your full cunt, as his cum dripped down your folds and onto your inner thighs. You turned your head just in time to see Lloyd snap a picture of your full pussy with his phone, and you quickly sat up. 

“Delete that!” You exclaimed and went to grab his phone but he chuckled and shook his head, moving the phone out of your reach. 

“No can do, little mouse. You just looked so pretty full of my seed.” He smirked and you gasped sobering up quicker than ever before. 

“N-no! I-I can’t get pregnant. I-I don’t want to! Why would you do that?!” You cried as tears welled in your eyes. 

He gave you a fake pout, “Cause I’m not letting you go.” He smirked and kissed your head, making you flinch. “Get comfortable, little mouse. This is your new home.”

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Summer Days

Kinktober 2024 - Day 20

Pairing: Young!Logan Howlett (X1) x Professor!Mutant!Fem!Reader

Kink: Edging

Word Count: 1700+

Summary: Logan hasn't made the first move, so you decide to.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, voyeurism, marking, creampie, multiple positions, slight d/s dynamics, edging), fluff, saps in love, soft!Logan, confindent!reader

a/n: This one got away from me because I didn't have a plan going into it, but I hope it all makes sense! I hope you enjoy it!

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Logan couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, you invaded his every sense, everywhere he went in the mansion, he saw you, smelled you, heard your voice. You were driving him crazy. You had helped Ororo and Scott rescue him and Rogue from Sabertooth and since then, he couldn’t keep his eyes to himself. You were a professor, a very put together woman. Your hair always pulled up in a tidy hair do, always wearing professional clothes, the first time he saw you half asleep and in your pajamas was when Charles had their Sunday breakfasts. It was your only day to sleep in and you didn’t feel like getting all put together. He knew he was in love when he watched you eat your breakfast with Rogue and Ororo, a big smile on your face as you laughed through a bite of toast at something Rogue had said, and he was screwed.

In the middle of summer, the New York heat was getting to everyone. Logan was in his white beater and ripped jeans, small beads of sweat rolling down his neck as he took a walk around the campus. He stumbled upon you, doing yoga by the pond, you were in skin tight biker shorts, a white flowy tank top, and he could see your rainbow sports bra through the light fabric. Your hair was tied up in a tight bun as you stretched on your X-Men branded yoga mat. You had a radio next to you, playing classic rock as you moved into your next position. Logan thought he had died and this was his heaven, you looked like a goddess in the midday sun, sweat dripping down your neck and in between your breasts. 

You looked up and locked eyes with Logan and you gave him a bright smile, brighter than the sun itself in his opinion. “Hey, Logan! How are you?” You asked as you sat in a butterfly position, stretching out your hips.

Logan thanked that the heat had his cheeks already flushing so you couldn’t see him blush, “M’good. Just taking a walk.” He grunted and gave you a small grin. 

You smiled wider and stood up and dusted off your thighs, “Wanna join me? I can go grab another mat?” You offered with a gesture of your hand to the cart over by the basketball court. 

He shook his head, “Nah. If I try any of those poses, I’ll hurt myself.” He chuckled and you giggled softly at the thought and nodded. 

“Okay, well I’ll be out here again tomorrow if you wanna give it a try. Right now, a shower and a glass of wine are calling my name.” You smiled and picked up your mat, bending down in front of Logan and he had to keep himself from drooling. You rolled up the mat and patted Logan on the shoulder, “I’ll see you later, Lo.” You said before you walked away, setting the mat on the dirty cart for cleaning before making your way to your room. 

Your room was in the same hall as Logan’s and you two shared a bathroom. You weren’t stupid, you saw the looks Logan gave you, how his nostrils flared when you walked past, how his fists clenched if you did anything relatively sexual, you liked the game but you were getting tired of it. You stepped into the bathroom and noticed that the door to his room was slightly ajar and you got a naughty thought and decided to leave it open. You turned on the water and let it heat up while you undressed and stepped into the water. You let out a soft sigh as the water cascaded down your body, making your muscles loosen and your body relax. 

A few minutes into your shower, you heard Logan’s room door open then shut as he walked into his bathroom. You smirked softly as you heard him walk to the bathroom door but stop before the threshold, he saw you. You heard his soft gasp and gulp as he peered into the bathroom. You bit your lip and grabbed your body wash and your loofah. You squirted a bit onto the sponge and started lathering your bare body, making sure to linger on your ass and breasts, knowing that Logan was watching. You giggled to yourself before washing the soap off and you turned off the water once free of suds. You heard Logan’s footsteps retreat and you stepped out of the shower and grabbed your towel from the hook and you dried yourself off. You wrapped it around your body and walked to the door that led to Logan’s room and you knocked softly on the door. You heard a muffled reply and you nudged the door open to see Logan smoking a cigar by the open window and you smirked and bit your lip. 

“You know Charles doesn’t like you smoking in the house.” You fake pouted and you sauntered over to him, making gulp audibly. You took the cigar from him and took a puff of your own and let the smoke willow out of your mouth. “But then again, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” You shrugged before you slammed your lips against his. 

His eyes went wide before he leaned into it and his large hands tangled in your hair and tugged you closer. You moaned softly at the slight pain of his fingers tugging on your hair. You slid into his lap, letting the towel fall away but then you were very aware of being next to an open window. You pulled away and he whined as you did so, “Lo, take me away from the window. I only want you to see me, not the whole courtyard.” You huffed softly and he chuckled softly and nodded before scooping you up without hesitation. 

He carried you to the bed and laid you out on the sheets, your bare body completely revealed to his hungry eyes. “Fuck, you are beautiful. So pretty.” He groaned as his large hands grazed over your mounds and down your body to your core and down your thighs. 

“Mm, I knew you were watching me.” You purred as he spread your thighs for him, revealing your dripping cunt to his eyes. He looked up at your face with hesitation written across his face, “Don’t, mm, worry. I enjoyed it.” You smirked and reached down to take his hands into your palms and pulled one up to your breasts and the other to your cunt. “Made me feel all sorts of turned on.” 

He groaned as his finger stroked through your wet folds, “So warm and wet. All for me, bub?” He asked with a smirk teasing his lips. 

You let out a moan and nodded as his middle finger circled your bud softly. “Of course. All for you.” You hummed and you grinded your hips down against his hand. His other hand groped and squeezed your breast in his large palm. You let yourself enjoy his teasing and toying of your body before you slid your legs around his waist and flipped you two over. Logan let out a small huff of surprise and you giggled and leaned up to kiss him passionately. His hands gripped your hips tight and pulled you down to grind against his jean clad bulge. 

“You’re making a mess, bub.” He groaned as the spot on his jeans grew dark with your arousal. You bit your lip before reaching down and stripping off his shirt before moving down to his jeans, as your lips attached themselves to his neck. He groaned as you bit and sucked on his salty skin, and he helped you take off his jeans and boxers in one movement. You bit your lip as his hard and leaking cock sprung up to hit his taut stomach. 

“You’re so fucking big, Lo.” You purred as you wrapped your hand around his shaft, your small hand making his cock look huge, you couldn’t even wrap your hand all the way around the base. 

He gave you a cocky smirk, “You’ll give me a complex.” He remarked and you rolled your eyes. 

“You already have one.” You giggled and you kissed him passionately and his hands moved down to lift you up enough so you could sink down on his cock. You let out a shaky moan as he filled you up completely, your clit nuzzled against the coarse hair at the base of his cock. You panted and moaned against his lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “F-fuck, ah, Logan. You’re so big. M’so full.” You whined and he leaned down to kiss and suck on your sensitive neck, making pleasure course through your veins. You felt your cunt pulse and clench as your hips started moving up and down on his cock, your thighs shaking with each movement. Logan gripped your hips and helped you up and down on his cock slowly, him grunting as your walls squeezed his sensitive shaft. 

You could feel the knot already tightening with each thrust and Logan knew it, “Not yet, bub. Wanna cum with you, but not ready for this to end.” He smirked as he rolled you two over with you on your side and him behind you and he hiked your leg over his arm as he slipped his cock back into you. You moaned at the new position which made his cock feel bigger than it was. 

“M’close, Lo. You feel so good.” You whimpered as you felt yourself being pushed to the edge but then Logan slowed down, taking you back from the edge. You whined and you turned your head to nuzzle into his neck and bite and suck on his tan skin, “Please, please.” You moaned with each thrust. 

He grunted and groaned as his eyes squeezed shut, trying to keep himself from cumming, not wanting this to end too quickly and his hands squeezed any expanse of skin he could get to. “Just a little longer. Want to savor this. Don’t want this to end.” He grunted and small tears welled in your eyes at the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through you. You didn’t want this to end anyway, you wanted Logan forever.

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New Memories

Kinktober 2024 - Day 19

Pairing: Erik Lehnsherr x X-Men!Fem!Reader

Kink: Hate Sex

Word Count: 1000+

Summary: You haven't seen Erik in years but a stranger from the future brings you two back together. (Set in X-Men: Days of Futures Past)

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, marking, creampie, rough sex, slight clothed sex, quickie), angst for the plot, mutant!Reader (hair changes with mood)

a/n: Here's day 19! I originally had this day chosen for another character, but I wanted to write for Erik because I binged the X-Men movies, and I'm obsessed! I hope you enjoy it!

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The last time you saw Erik was in 62’ on the beach in Cuba, you had a bleeding Charles in your arms as he disappeared taking your friends with him. It had been a rough couple of years with the war drafting which took all of the students away to fight for their country. The mansion was a ghost town just you, Hank, and Charles left to pick up the pieces. Then Logan showed up talking about the future and that he needed yours, Charles’, and Erik’s help to save the future. 

So that’s how you found yourself sitting on a jet across from Erik. Charles had stormed off the cockpit after a heated argument with Erik and the plane almost crashed due to Erik’s anger. Logan followed Charles to talk to him, to try to talk some sense into him. You were pissed at Erik for everything that occurred years earlier and you did your best to keep your emotions hidden but your mutation wouldn’t let you. Your hair was a burning red color since you locked eyes with him in the Pentagon. 

You sipped the glass of brandy that Logan poured you without you even asking. Your foot tapped unconsciously on the floor of the jet as you glanced at Erik who was staring at you. “What do you want, Erik?” You huffed as you set your glass down. 

He sighed and leaned forward with his elbows resting on his knees. “I want to talk about us.” 

You let out a bark of a laugh and shook your head, “There is no ‘us’ you made that abundantly clear that day on the beach.”

He rubbed his temples in frustration, “You were the one to choose Charles.” He retorted and your face hardened and pointed a finger at him.

“He was bleeding out on the fucking beach! I wanted to help because he helped us! If he didn’t, you would be dead but all you care about is power!” You exclaimed as your hair glowed a brighter red with your anger.

“I care about our kind! Making sure that we survive!” He yelled standing up and you stood up and stood face to face with him.

“Why don’t you care about me?!” You questioned with tears in your eyes as your hair slowly faded back to the normal angry red color. 

He huffed and ran a hurried hand through his hair, “Why don’t you get it?! Everything I did was to protect you!” He said angrily and you shook your head as you blinked back your tears.

“Then you should’ve stayed!” You yelled back at him.

He scoffed and his eyes drifted down to your lips then back up to your eyes and you threw yourself into his arms. You pressed your lips against his in a passionate and angry kiss. His hands grasped at your waist tight and he pulled you flush against his chest as his lips devoured yours. He scooped you up in his arms and sat back in his chair with you in his lap, your hips grinding down to press against his bulge, making him grunt against your lips and his large hands gripped your hips tighter. 

His hands moved up under your shirt and yanked it off to leave you in a bra and his lips moved to lick and bite at each new expanse of skin he could get to. Your hair shifting into a dark pink color as your panties dampen with your arousal and you moaned as he left little bruises on your skin. Your hands moved to undo your jeans and shimmy out of them. He palmed at your lace covered mounds roughly as his teeth sunk into your neck making you let out a moan and arch into his warm mouth. 

Your hands undid his belt quickly and pulled his hard cock out of the confines of his slacks and you stroked him slowly, spitting into your palm to make the strokes smoother. He grunted and groaned at the pleasure of your palm against his sensitive cock.

“Fuck, love. I missed you so much.” Erik mumbled against your skin and his hand pulled your panties aside to thumb against your bud. 

“A-ah, s-shut up.” You stuttered as he rubbed tight circles on your clit before he lined his cock up to your weeping hole and speared into you. You cried out his name as he filled you up with one stroke, your walls stretching as he bullied his way into your cunt. 

His hands gripped your bare hips tight as he started thrusting up into your clenching cunt, his pace set fast and hard making your breasts bounce with each thrust. You let out little moans and gasps as the tip of his cock slammed into your sweet spot. You leaned down and slammed your lips onto his and kissed him hungrily. Your moans muffled against his lips as he jackhammered into your cunt, making your thighs shake around his lap.  

Your eyes locked with his as you pulled away and rested your forehead against his. Your lips puffy and parted as soft pants leave them and Erik’s eyes dark with lust and love. Your heart clenched at the sight and you closed your eyes as a moan left your lips as you felt your end near.

“Look at me, love.” He whispered and your eyes fluttered open to lock on his eyes and he slipped a hand down to rub tight circles on your clit softly mailing the coil in your belly snap and you gasped and moaned as you came all over his cock. He groaned your name and his eyes fluttered close as he was pushed over his edge, cumming deep in your cunt as the aftershocks of your own orgasm racked your body.

You slumped against him, panting softly as you came down from your high, your hair shifting into your natural color. You rest your forehead against his and his blue eyes lock on yours and small tears fill your eyes. “Don’t leave me again.” You whispered in a small and soft voice and you ran your fingers through his hair.

He grasped your hand softly and brought it down to his lips and pressed a soft kiss against your palm and a tear dropped down your cheek, “Never again, my darling.” He whispered and you kissed him again, hoping that his words were true.

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Merc with the Mouth

Kinktober 2024 - Day 18

Pairing: Wade Wilson x Plus-sized!X-Men!Fem!Reader

Kink: Tittyfucking

Word Count: 900+

Summary: Wade can't get his hands off of you.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (tittyfucking, spit as lube, marking, nipple play, cum marking, slight oral fixation), needy!Wade, porn with plot, breaking the 4th wall

a/n: Here is Day 18! This took me quite a while to write cause I'm in the middle of LPN school and these classes are really kicking my ass! I will do my best to post on time!

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“Wade, we are in public. If you don’t get your hands off my tits, I’m going to hurt you.” You hissed, slapping his hands away from your chest and his smile grew wider. He wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in your neck, making your scolding turn to giggles. His hands grasped under your shirt and groped at your plush hips and up to your breasts again. 

“Don’t tease me with a good time, sweet cheeks.” Wade purred in your ear as he palmed at your breasts and you rolled your eyes and yanked his hands out from under your shirt. 

You grabbed him by the front of his shirt and yanked him down so your lips were by his ear, “Wade, I’m warning you. It is Negasonic’s birthday. We are in a bar, in public. Behave.” You growled and bit his jaw in warning, leaving teeth marks that healed up. You pulled away from him and walked away to go back up to the bar, with Wade following you like a lost puppy. 

“Come on. You’re wearing your too tight skirt. I’m soaking.” He groaned against your hair as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“I have wide hips. Everything is too tight on me.” You huffed and thanked the bartender for your new drink. 

“And I thank the writer for that.” He mumbled against your hair making you roll your eyes. 

“We can stay for half an hour longer then give Negasonic her gift then we can go.” You huffed and leaned into his hold, making you smile softly. 

“Promise?” He asked as he turned you to face him.

You playfully rolled your eyes at him, “I promise, you insufferable merc.” You huffed and kissed his lips softly and he whined when you pulled away without letting him deepen the kiss. 

The night finished with you and Wade saying your goodbyes and giving Negasonic her present before you two left. Dopinder drove you and Wade to your apartment, and Wade could barely keep his hands off of you in the cab ride and it got worse as soon as you two stumbled into the apartment. Mary Puppins popped her head up as the door opened but settled back down once she realized who you two were. Wade quickly scooped you up into his strong arms, making you squeal softly. 

“Wade!” You giggled and smacked at his back as he carried you over his shoulder and into your shared bedroom. He tossed you onto the plush bed, making your breasts bounce with the force and Wade quickly shed his clothes before tugging at yours. “Calm down, you piranha.” You huffed and stripped off your clothes and he was quick to press sloppy kisses to each expanse of your plush body. You let out a soft gasp as his teeth dug into your skin, leaving light marks on you. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him up to your lips, he engulfed your lips with his, making you moan and whine against his lips. 

He pulled away with his forehead pressed against yours and his hands moved down to palm your breasts softly, “Let me make a mess of these beautiful tits of yours. They would look so fucking beautiful painted in my cum.” He groaned and leaned down to suck one nipple into his warm and wet mouth, making your back arch into the pleasure that his mouth was providing. His hand palmed your other nipple with the same vigor of his mouth. 

He pulled back and gathered the spit in his mouth and spat in between your breasts, and he moved to straddle your chest and slid his already hard cock in between your breasts. You moaned softly as he squeezed your breasts together, creating a soft tunnel for Wade to thrust back and forth in between your bare breasts. He let out a loud groan of your name as he felt your soft breasts wrapped around him. 

His hands tugged and pinched your taut nipples, while keeping your breasts together. You let your hands rest above your hair as you let Wade use your body as he pleased. He moaned and grunted out noises and incoherent words as his thrusts grew sloppy with each time he thrusts in between your warm breasts. You let out breathy moans and gasps as he plucked and squeezed your nipples, till they were sore. 

“F-fuck, cupcake, so soft, so warm. God, I’m gonna blow my fucking load. Paint these tits white with my seed.” He huffed as his thighs shook around your chest with each thrust. You took the tip of his cock into the warmth of his mouth and he cried out your name, his thighs tensing as he reached his peak. His cock let out spurts of hot cum, painting your tits in stripes of white, making you moan as his cum hit your skin. 

He let out a stream of obscenities as he rode out his high and he promptly slumped onto the bed next to you. His chest rose up and down rapidly as he came down from his high. You let out a deep sigh and you turned your head to look at him and you slapped his chest. “Bum. Get up and make me feel good. I want to cum, you owe me one.” You huffed and he let out a chuckle and sat up and climbed on top of you.

“Fine.” He rolled his eyes playfully and kissed your neck softly before looking over to the wall, “Sorry, readers. This is where it ends.” He winked before kissing you deeper.

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Welcome Home

Kinktober 2024 - Day 17

Pairing: Wolf-Hybrid!Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader

Kink: Breeding

Word Count: 1000+

Summary: Geralt comes home from a job and all he wants is you.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, creampie, breeding kink, knotting, mating press, possessive sex, d/s dynamics), wolf-hybrid (wolf ears, tail, and thicker body hair), soft!Geralt, caring!Reader, domestic life

a/n: I hope I did alright writing this fic! I haven't written much about hybrid dynamics, but I wish I did okay! Hope you enjoy!

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You had heard of the White Wolf amongst the people in the village, some said that he was a monster, some said that he was a hero, but you had your own opinion for the white-haired witcher, considering that he spent most nights in your bed. You lived on the outskirts of the village as a healer with two buildings on your land, one was your house and the other was your infirmary. You met Geralt when Jaskier brought him to your infirmary for help, and while helping him, you fell for him. It was early morning when Geralt came through the door, the floorboards creaking under his weight. You were just waking up and making yourself a cup of tea when he came in. You gave him a warm smile and pulled another mug out for him, and you walked over to him as he set his bag and sword by the door. He gave a tired smile as he pulled you into his arms and placed a kiss on your lips. 

“Welcome home, Wolf.” You whispered and nuzzled your nose against his and he let out a soft noise and his shoulders dropped into a relaxed stance, and his tail swooshed from side to side. You smiled softly, “Let me start you a bath.” You said as you caressed his fluffy ear softly and went to move, but his large hand on your hip stopped you. 

“Only if you join me.” Geralt murmured as he kissed you again, making you smile wider. 

“Of course.” You hummed as you pulled away and moved to fill a large stock pot with clean water and you placed it over the wood fire stove. It was already lit because you were making tea, and you watched Geralt as he walked to the tub in the corner and he dragged it over to be in front of the stove. 

He stripped down to his under cloths, revealing his slightly fuzzy chest and you could see his cock half-hard. Once the water was in a light boil, you poured it into the steel lined tub. You filled the pot up again with more clean water and poured it into the tub to cool the boiling water off. He shucked off his cloths and sunk into the bath with a groan, and you grabbed your bucket of soaps and salves. You sat on the stool next to the tub and you grabbed a small bucket to scoop the water. You would join him after he was cleaned of the grime that built up during his days on the road. 

After washing his hair, ears, tail, and cleaning the blood and grime off of his face and body. You drained the tub before starting another pot of water and once the second bath was ready, Geralt was practically tearing your clothes off, letting out soft growls as your soft skin was revealed to you. You let out a soft gasp as he lifted you into his arms and climbed into the tub. He held you in his lap as he helped you tie your hair up to keep it out of the water. He nuzzled into your neck and mouthed at your skin softly as his hands slid in between your thighs and up to cup your mound, making you moan softly. 

His sharper than normal canines grazed your neck softly, “Smells so good. Missed you so much.” He growled against your skin and he caressed up to your breasts and palmed them with his warm hands. 

You moaned and you reached back and tangled your fingers in his damp hair softly and tugged softly and he growled louder. He was quick to pick you up and carried you to your shared room. You gasped as he gently tossed you onto the bed that Geralt had arranged into a nest. His nose twitched as he smelled your arousal at the show of his strength and he climbed on top of you and nuzzled into your neck. His hands trailed down to your thighs and pulled them up to wrap around his waist, and you moaned as he nipped and sucked on the skin of your neck. 

He reached down and stroked his throbbing cock and lined up to your drooling hole and slowly slipped inside of you. You cried out softly as he bottomed out in your weeping cunt and you could feel the base of his knot swelling a bit as he bottomed out. You moaned and your nails dug into his shoulders and you held him flush against your heaving breasts. He caught your lips in a hungry and passionate kiss and he adjusted your legs up to the crook of his elbows and pressed you into the soft mattress before he started thrusting deep and slow in and out of you. You held him close as he pressed deeper into your already full cunt, feeling his knot press against your hole. He kept up the same deep and slow pace, rutting into you with passion and vigor. You let out moans and cries as the wolf inside of him took over and his thrusts grew harder and faster. 

The coil in your belly tightened and your thighs shook in his hands and they tightened, leaving bruises in your plush skin. He kissed you hungrily as you cried his name out and came on his cock, making him grunt and his knot slipped into your pulsing cunt. “Gonna breed you, ‘mega.” He groaned against your skin as his canines grazed the skin of your neck. His hind mind taking over as his knot swelled, locking you together as he painted your insides with his warm cum. “Take my pups, make you my mate.” He grunted louder as he thrusted impossibly deeper in your cunt. 

After his knot went down, Geralt cleaned you two up before climbing back under the blankets. You two basked in the afterglow, with his tail wrapped around your waist as you laid on his broad chest. He rubbed your back softly with his warm hands making you let out a happy sigh and sink further into his hold. He kissed your head softly and whispered to you how much he loved you, and you whispered it back to him before drifting off to sleep, happy and safe.

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Vacation

Kinktober 2024 - Day 16

Pairing: Johnny Storm (CE) x Fem!Reader

Kink: Spanking

Word Count: 700+

Summary: You were teasing Johnny and he had enough.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, doggy style, cowgirl position, d/s dynamics (they're both switches), spanking, marathon sex), porn without plot

a/n: I had to rewrite this once or twice cause it I had no motivation to write whatsoever but I was able to it! Hope you enjoy!

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You were bouncing on Johnny’s cock as his hands were tied behind his back and to the back of the chair. You had your arms wrapped around his neck and you were teasing your fingers along his collarbone and caressing up his neck and to his hair. He whined and moaned for you to move faster. His hips bucked up into your clenching channel and you let out your own moans. You had been teasing him for about a half hour, keeping him on the edge, not letting him cum. You two were on vacation and were celebrating being away from the Baxter building and prying ears. 

You nuzzled your nose up his scruffy jaw and pressed soft kisses to his skin. He was tugging on the silk ties that kept him bound to the chair. You suddenly heard a ‘whoosh’, and his warmer than normal hands were on your waist and he pinned you to the hardwood floor. You cried out as his movements grew faster and he pinned your hands by the wrists with one hand, and his other tugged your thigh up and over his hip. He held you pressed against him as he pounded into your cunt. 

You pushed against his grip but he didn’t budge then suddenly he turned you over and pressed you into the floor and slamming into your weeping cunt. You cried out at the new angle and the tip of his cock abused your sweet spot with each thrust. You reached out and grabbed one of the pillows from the couch in front of you two and you held it in your tight grip. A slap to your bare asscheek made you jolt and you held the pillow closer to you. 

“You tease. Giving me fucking blue balls.” Johnny grunted as he pounded into you and gave you another slap to your other cheek. You moaned and your thighs shook with each thrust and he kept spanking your bare ass, making your skin sing with a delicious pain. 

Your back arched into his cock and his other hand dug into your skin. “I was having f-fun.” You whined and he let out a chuckle and slowed down his thrusts, making you whine again. 

“Brat.” He huffed and slapped your ass again and again, leaving your bare ass red and stinging. He started pounding into you again, making a loud and embarrassing moan leave your lips. “It’s my turn to tease you.” He smirked before continuing to pound into your soaked and wanting cunt. You gripped the pillow so tight, that you swore you heard ripping. You reached behind you and pulled him down to kiss him passionately and he wrapped an arm around your middle and pulled you against his chest. His hand groped at your chest and palmed your nipple as he massaged the mound. 

You tangled your fingers through his hair and tugged him closer to your hungry lips. He pounded into you quicker which made your thighs shake hard as you felt the coil in your belly tighten. “Johnny, please. Please, m’so close.” You whined against his lips and nipped on his lower lip. 

He smirked and kissed you deeper, “Go ahead and cum for me, babygirl. Cause I’m not stopping even if you do cum.” He growled and you cried out his name as you came hard on his cock as soon as he uttered the words. 

Your walls clenched and pulsed with your orgasm and your thighs shook with the force of your orgasm. He groaned against your lips as he felt your body rocked with your high but he kept himself from his own end. He wrapped a hand around your throat and squeezed softly prolonging your orgasm as the pressure left you light-headed. He held you tight as your legs gave out and he laid you down on the floor on your back. He slid his cock back into you, making you hiss at the oversensitivity and he started thrusting into you slowly, letting you adjust. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you. 

You held him close to your chest, “Mm, happy anniversary.” You whispered with a dopey grin on your face and he huffed a soft chuckle and kissed you again. 

His thrusts grew faster as he whispered, “Happy anniversary.”

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The Watchtower

Kinktober 2024 - Day 11

Pairing: Daryl Dixon (Prison Era) x Fem!Reader

Kink: Caught

Word Count: 700+

Summary: You and Daryl were on the back end of a watch shift and you wanted to spend some quality time together, but Rick interupts.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, fingering, vaginal fingering, rough sex, creampie), Rick having bad timing, slight fluff

a/n: Here is day 11! I thought this concept was a good one and I hope I wrote it well!

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You and Daryl were on watch that day, just the two of you. The yard was quiet except for Michonne leaving to look for rations and Glenn and Maggie running off to find someplace to hook up. You and Daryl had been together since day one and you two were inseparable hence why you two were on watch together. It was ending your watch as the sun started to set slowly. 

You set your binoculars down and sighed as you sat on the makeshift bed and sipped a bottle of water. Daryl leaned on the wall and watched out the window with a sigh. “Nothings happening, Dar. Come sit with me.” You said as you patted the seat next to you with a smile. 

He huffed and plopped down beside you with a deep breath. You smiled at him and moved to sit on his lap and his hands squeezed your hips softly as you started kissing up his neck to his lips. “Come on, darlin’, don’ start.” He groaned as you nipped and kissed on his neck teasingly. 

“Why not? We got maybe twenty minutes till it’s Maggie and Glenn’s turn to be on watch. We have time.” You smirked and leaned up to kiss his lips passionately. 

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed you against his chest. His hands gripped your ass tight and you wrapped your arms around his neck as you slid your tongue into his mouth. He moved to undo your jeans as you shoved his vest off his shoulders, and undid his sleeveless flannel. He kissed down your neck and yanked your jeans open and slid his hand into your panties, making you gasp softly at the feeling of his calloused fingers touching your sensitive clit. You grinded your hips down on his hand as he rubbed tight circles against your bud slowly. You tugged him closer to your neck and kissed and licked your salty skin as he slipped two fingers into your weeping hole. You moaned and gasped as he curled his fingers to press against your sweet spot with vigor. Your thighs shook around his hand as he grinded his palm into your clit. You moved your hands down to his belt and you undid it and yanked open his pants as you leaned down to steal his lips away from your neck. 

You pulled his hard cock out of his pants and stroked him slowly, teasing his weeping tip. He grunted against your lips as you thumbed his slit slowly. He gripped your hips tight and helped you sink down on his cock. He rolled you two over and tossed your legs over his elbows and started pounding into your cunt. You threw your head back with a loud moan and arched into his hold. He held your thighs in his hands as he pounded his hard cock into your pulsing cunt. You cried out his name as his tip kissed your cervix and he leaned over to kiss your lips passionately. He held you in a mating press as his tongue thrusted into your mouth and he bruised you with his grip but you loved each minute of it. 

You two reached your ends together, him thrusting deep into your wanting cunt and painting your walls with his spend. His sweat soaked hair stuck against his forehead and you gave him a goofy smile and you tucked a piece of hair behind his ear and he kissed your lips softly. 

“I love ya, darlin’ girl.” He whispered as he kissed your forehead making you let out a happy sigh. 

“I love-” You go to say but a yell from underneath the watchtower stops you. 

“When you two are done! It’s shift change!” Rick yelled from below making the moment go away quickly. “Horny bastards.” He muttered walking back to the garden to help Carl with the crops. 

You huffed and rolled off of Daryl’s chest and you rubbed your temple. “Buzzkill.” You sighed and sat up and you grabbed his bandana from his back pocket and wiped yourself clean. You both got dressed and walked down the watchtower stairs and you flipped Rick off as Daryl hid his face in your shoulder.