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[too-many-fandoms-tbh]

JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY

BRUCE WAYNE (BATMAN) SMUT

(bruce wayne/batman x fem!reader)

can be read as any batman, but he is described to be a partying bachelor in this

warnings: rough sex, p in v, unprotected sex, jealous sex, semi-public (private bathroom) sex, established relationship, slight toxic undertones?? aftercare

she knew it was for her protection, but god did y/n hate pretending not to know bruce in public. they'd attend events together, and she just had to stand there and watch every time as he flirted with all of the girls who approached him. sure, guys flirted with her all the time, but she never talked to them for more than a minute, and she'd always make sure not to lead them on. bruce didn't care; he had to keep up his "partying bachelor" status. she brought it up to him once, and he of course reassured her she was all he wanted, but that didn't mean it still didn't hurt.

currently, she was stood against a wall, arms crossed over her stomach as she glared at the girls whom were flocked around her boyfriend. she was wearing a long, bright red dress that hugged her curves tightly and had a deep v-neck. there was a slit going up her thigh, which exposed her silver heels and caused her to constantly adjust her dress in fear of exposing herself. the dress was so tight that she couldn't wear her normal safety-shorts without there being lines, so she'd been stressed about that all night.

"hey there," a voice said out of nowhere. she snapped her gaze away from bruce and immediately replaced her scowl with a polite smile as she turned to greet the man. "you look like you could use a refill."

she paused, eyes looking at the empty glass, provided by the event's servers, on the table next to her. she'd never seen the man in front of her before, but he was definitely handsome, with blonde hair and brown eyes. his tan hands both held glasses of champagne, one of which was being held out towards her. in fear of being impolite, she took the drink with nimble hands. she was a little worried that he might've done something to the drink, but with the amount of security the crowded event held, she supposed she was safe.

"thank you.." she prompted, eyes raised.

"frank." he said quickly, an awkward laugh. "frank campbell. and you are?"

"y/n l/n." she responded, taking a sip of the drink. it tasted the same as the ones she'd had before, and she cherished the flavor.

"what're you doing all the way over here?" he asked. "i'm sure you'd be a hit out there."

she nearly laughed at his attempts of flirting. "i'm just observing." she shrugged.

he turned to follow her gaze and his eyes landed on bruce, whom was still surrounded by women. "looking at wayne, huh? he's got all of the ladies here wrapped around his finger. i'm surprised you're not over there too, unless you have a boyfriend, of course."

how ironic.

"you sound jealous." she swirled the drink in her cup, looking up at him through her eyelashes. holy shit, she was flirting back, wasn't she?

"so what if i am?" he said boldly. "i think every man in this room is."

"and why is that?" she continued, taking another sip of her drink. as she did so, her eyes trailed over to bruce. she knew he'd look over at them eventually, he was protective like that, but now he was straight up staring at her. he looked upset, and for some reason, she was almost pleased with that result. maybe, just maybe, this would show him what it was like to be in her shoes. she winked at him once before turning her attention back to frank.

she nodded along as frank spoke, but honestly, she had tuned out on a lot of it as she was looking at bruce. when he finished talking, she had a good enough idea of what he said to respond.

"so what," she summarized with a slight smirk. if only he knew who he was talking to. "you think you could show a girl a better time than he could?"

"oh, i know i could."

"ah, i see." she set her almost-empty glass down and reached for her handbag off of the table. the small, designer bag was cute, but she hated the fact that it didn't have a strap. she was digging around in it, searching for her small tin of breath mints, when suddenly she knocked the bag over. it toppled to the ground, the contents spilling everywhere. she gasped, carefully falling to her knees in order to collect her things. frank squatted down too, doing his best to help. she could see the way his eyes landed on her cleavage before trailing down to the her thigh, where she was maybe an inch away from exposing the space between her thighs.

"sorry," she laughed awkwardly, suddenly a little uncomfortable under his gaze. his eyes never left her body as he handed her the occasional lipstick or bobby-pin from the floor. she thought she wanted this attention, in fact she'd been craving it all night, but she suddenly felt guilty as she realized what she was doing. apparently, she'd done a better job flirting than she'd thought she did, and now this man was looking at her as if he expected her to come home with him tonight. all whilst her boyfriend was watching.

speaking of bruce, she glanced up to see him staring directly at her, eyes narrowed. to make matters even worse, she and frank both reached for her phone at the same time, their hands connecting for a split second. she pulled away quickly, but frank was already making eye-contact with her, a blush on his face.

"that's everything," he said, finally looking at her face. he stood up, offering her a hand as well. despite the fact that she wanted to get up on her own, she took his hand, standing up as slowly as possible in order to keep her dress intact. the second his hand dropped hers, she was adjusting her dress again, wishing she'd worn the black dress that alfred suggested.

"oh, here," he said. she had no clue what he was doing, but suddenly, his hand was on her face. he brushed something off of her cheek and she stood there frozen. her eyes looked for bruce, and he was dismissing himself from the girls around him. he pulled out his phone as he walked, but she lost him in the crowds before she could see where he was headed. "you had a hair."

"thanks," she forced a smile. her phone buzzed in her purse, and after saying a quick apology to frank, she pulled it out. bruce's contact filled her screen, and her knees went weak as she read his text.

"Meet me in employee bathroom, two minutes. Down the stairs to your left. Don't be late."

"oh my god," she attempted to feign a dramatic gasp, but honestly, she didn't have to try that hard to fake being shocked because she genuinely was. bruce was very rarely that demanding, and if he was, it was only after a hard night out as batman. "i am so sorry, frank, but i have to go. business emergency."

"oh, no," frank seemed a little appalled at her sudden exit. "don't apologize. i hope everything is alright."

"yeah, thanks," she reached over for her glass of champagne and finished it with a long swig, ignoring his confused gaze. "it was lovely meeting you, really. i'll see you around, yeah?"

he seemed a little shocked, but she patted his shoulder once before grabbing her clutch and walking away. she walked as fast as she could in a restricting dress and heels, which, honestly, was quite slow. no one seemed to notice her as she snuck through the unlabeled doors and down the concrete stairs. she really hoped these were the correct stairs, because it took her nearly a minute to get down them without ripping her dress. immediately, a door labeled "family bathroom" appeared to her left, and in smaller letters it read "staff only".

she prayed that it was the right room when she knocked. as quick as lightning, bruce opened the door and pulled her inside. she fell against the door as he locked it behind her.

"well hello to you too," she sassed, ignoring how turned on she already was. if this was something serious and not sexual, then she was about to feel real stupid. "what's up?"

"i could ask you the same question." he said, voice barely controlled. "what's up with campbell over there?"

"oh, so you know him?" she inquired boldly. she could feel the alcohol in her veins, not enough to make her tipsy, but enough to make her words bolder.

"yeah, i do," he grumbled. "nice guy."

she laughed lightly. "that's surprising. he hates you."

"oh, does he?" bruce didn't seem phased. "and why is that?"

she pushed herself off of the door, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck. "oh nothing much," she smirked up at him. "just thought he could fuck me better than you."

this caught bruce's attention and his eyes hardened. his large hands found place on her waist, pulling her closer.

"and would you let him?" his voice was raspy. he knew she wouldn't, they'd had that conversation before when they were actually being sincere, but he had to see what she'd say now.

"depends," she ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head. "would you fuck handsy-pansy? i'm sure she thinks she's better than me."

"handsy" pansy was some blonde woman whom seemed to show up at every event, and each time she saw bruce, she'd fawn over him the whole time, laughing at everything he said and always touching him.

bruce pretended to think, watching as she scrunched her face up at him. she knew he was just doing it to get a rise out of her, and she planned to return the favor.

"maybe i'll go and talk to frank after all," she pulled away, pretending to reach for the door. "i'm sure he'd love to have me in his bed after all of this is over."

the next thing she knew, bruce grabbed her hand. he pulled her back, spinning her enough so that their chests collided and he could slam his lips against hers. the kiss was rough and passionate, and she found herself wrapping her hands around his neck to stay stable. his larger hands gripped her waist, slowly moving down to her ass with a harsh squeeze. she moaned in his mouth, arching her back against him.

"fuck you better than me, huh?" he growled, pulling away. he pulled her by her waist, shoving her towards the sink. her hands latched onto the counter and she could see bruce standing behind her in the mirror. she bit her lip as he grabbed the long dress, bunching it up at her waist, where it surprisingly stayed. she watched his breath catch in his throat when he realized she only had lace on underneath. he didn't say anything, simply palming her smooth ass before reaching between her legs. his calloused fingers slid over her soaked folds and she threw her head back, a bright blush on her face.

"you're already so wet," he commented, pulling away. he met her eyes in the mirror. "was all of this for him?"

"no," she shook her head quickly, going against any of her usual bratty instincts. "it's all for you, bruce."

"all for me, huh?" he repeated. as he spoke, she arched her back against him, attempting to grind herself against his thigh. his hands found place on her hips, and her actions were halted abruptly. his grip was rough, but not quite enough to be painful.

"i don't know," he tsked, making eye contact with her through the mirror. "you seemed pretty pleased with yourself out with campbell, acting like a slut, all whilst wearing the brand new dress i bought you."

"god," she whined, biting her lip. the way he was staring her down through the mirror, thumbs caressing her hips, was driving her crazy. "please, bruce! i'm yours, all yours."

"now you're begging?" he asked slyly, fingers moving down her hips and to her thighs, where he then stroked her skin softly. "so eager to be fucked like the slut you are, huh?"

"so what if i am?" she challenged, trying to slyly rub her thighs together. her actions didn't go unnoticed, and bruce roughly separated her legs. she nearly fell, leaning forward onto the sink.

"you beg me to go out more," he murmured under his breath. through the mirror, she could see him unbuckling his belt. "and this is the treatment i get. you want me to fuck you? fine, i'll fuck you. i'll fuck you so good the whole party will hear you, and campbell will know you're mine. that's what you wanted, right? for me to show you i care?"

his words were almost sappy, but his tone was the complete opposite.

"i've cared the whole time," his gruff voice continued. she heard the clink of his pants falling to his ankles. "it drove me crazy watching guys look you up and down, talking about you like you're their next meal."

he didn't give her time to respond, because he suddenly slid inside of her. she let out an airy moan, manicured fingers gripping the counter as she adjusted to the quick intrusion. the momentary pain was quickly being masked with pleasure as he leaned forward, craning his neck to place a soft kiss on shoulder. though the moment was tender, his voice was still a husky whisper in her ear. "god, if only they could see you now, see how you're all mine."

the next thing she knew, he was pounding into her like there was no tomorrow, snapping his hips against her so much that she felt her entire body bounce with each movement. she tried to make eye contact through the mirror, but she couldn't bear to keep her head up. a constant string of airy moans were leaving her mouth, and had she not been about to collapse, she would've brought a hand up to silence them.

"fuck, bruce.." she managed to sputter out. his pace was relentless; it seemed his hours of being batman really contributed to his stamina.

"what?" he practically growled from behind her. "you can't take it?"

"i can!" she cried out, head thrown back as she struggled to speak. "i-" her next sentence got cut off by a startled moan as one of bruce's hands left her hips and snaked around to pressure her clit.

she moaned out his name as he continued his assault, his finger now rubbing slowly against the bundle of nerves.

"fuck," he panted from behind her. "you gonna cum for me, yeah?"

she nodded, her body shaking in his arms. she wasn't sure how much longer she could take it before she collapsed onto the floor, but god did she love it.

"i need words, sweetheart." he said, his halting the actions of his fingers. he was still pumping into her, likely because he too was close, but she immediately whined at the loss of contact against her sensitive clit.

"yes!" she choked out, only to then moan again when he twiddled her clit between the pads of his calloused fingers.

it didn't take long before she could feel herself nearing an orgasm. biting her lip to prevent herself from screaming, y/n came roughly, legs shaking so hard she was scared her knees were going to buckle out from under her. she expected bruce to slow down, maybe give her a moment to recuperate, but his pace only quickened to a near impossible state. he was back to holding her hips with both hands, using his virtually painful grip on her body in order to pound into her even harder. she was shaking like a limp ragdoll in his arms, incoherent moans leaving her open mouth. she was even more sensitive than before, and she was sure anyone walking by would be able to hear her.

right when she was sure she'd get whiplash from being jerked around so much, not that she was complaining, she felt bruce let go inside of her, his liquid coating her insides. once he was finished, he slowed to a stop and slipped softly out of her. she almost immediately fell to the floor, but his now gentle grip was quick to grab onto her.

he spun her around to face him, supporting her weight with ease. he gave her an amused smile, and she couldn't help but just stare at him, her face still stuck in a fucked-out haze. her makeup was smeared, and there were many loose, frizzy hairs stuck to her face. she managed to pull her dress back down to cover herself, but it was full of wrinkles, and there was now a wet patch on the crotch.

bruce pulled her into his chest and leaned down to press a lasting kiss onto her lips. she brought her weak arms up to wrap around his neck, and he continued to hold onto her, now moving his hands up to her waist rather than her sensitive hips. the kiss was slow and soft, a large contrast to his actions only moments ago.

"what'd ya say we ditch this joint, yeah?" he said once he'd pulled away.

"but bruce.." she began to murmur, obviously still dazed.

"the gala can wait," he reassured. "i'm not needed there anyways. what matters to me is getting you home."

she frowned up at him, but it really didn't take long for her to give in. she hated to admit it, but with how rough he had been, there was some much-needed aftercare in store for her. and knowing bruce, he was going to make it his life's mission to make sure she is as comfortable as possible.

"alright.." she said eventually. she went to step out of his grasp, only for her legs to buckle under her weight on the first step. stifling a laugh, bruce scooped her into his arms bridal-style before she could even process what had happened.

"you still think he could fuck you better than me?" he teased as he pushed open the door. all she could do was giggle in response, resting her head on his shoulder as he carried her down the corridor and into their waiting car. as she'd suspected, she was showered in warm baths, cozy cuddles, and her favorite snacks for the rest of the evening, and though she was definitely sore, there was not a single ounce of regret in her mind.

[too-many-fandoms-tbh]

MASTERLIST

no requests at the time

ALL SMUT UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE

CURRENT FANDOMS : PJO, TWILIGHT, THE BEAR, DCU....

PERCY JACKSON

PERCY JACKSON

LATE NIGHT SKATE NIGHT

TWILIGHT

EDWARD CULLEN

MOVIE NIGHT

THE BEAR

CARMEN BERZATTO STRESS RELEIVER

DC UNIVERSE

BATMAN (BRUCE WAYNE)

JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY

[too-many-fandoms-tbh]

STRESS RELIEVER

CARMEN BERZZATO SMUT

(carmen x fem!reader)

warnings : SMUT, p in v, oral (m! receiving), rough sex, dom!carmen, bratty/stubborn!reader, fingering, kitchen sex, dirty talk

y/n sat on the counter, picking out the dirt from out of her fingernails. she'd just finished cleaning all of the tables, and she thought she was the only one left in the restaurant, but when she went to clean the kitchen, she found carmen still there. he was scraping burnt remains off of a pan and into the trash, and from where she sat, she could see his muscles flexing from the angry efforts.

he continued to scrape, eventually finishing and slamming the pan onto a different counter with a loud crash. she didn't mean to, but the next thing she knew, y/n was laughing. she liked seeing him so angry at nothing, it was relieving to know that he wasn't so perfect.

"the fuck are you laughing at?" he demanded, whipping around. he hadn't noticed she entered the kitchen, for he thought she'd went home already.

"nothing," she smirked. he walked closer to her, washing his hands off in the sink a couple inches away from her thigh. "it's fun to watch you get all worked up over nothing."

"fuck you." he spat, turning the water off and wiping his hands on his pants to dry them. she laughed again and he turned to glare at her. "and you can't be sitting on the counter, it's unsanitary."

y/n scoffed; the whole place was unsanitary. "oh, yeah? what are you gonna do about it?"

carmen froze in his spot. he stepped even closer to her, his veined hands on either side of her thighs. fuck, he was hot. "you know, carmy," her voice was still smug, though her breathing was slightly heavier than usual. "you need to relieve some stress. you look like a mess, dude."

"i am not stressed." he said through grit teeth.

"oh really?" she rose her eyebrows. she took her right hand and brought it up to his face, poking at the protruding veins on his forehead. "than what are these?"

"stop it!" he said, face red. he grabbed her wrist tightly, slamming it down and away from his face. he didn't let go, but instead held it there, a challenging glare on his face. maybe it was because she was tired, or maybe it was the fact that the last guy she'd fucked was old enough to be her dad, but she felt herself squeezing her thighs together. something about his aggression wasn't scary, but instead, arousing.

it seemed her action hadn't gone unnoticed, and when she looked down, there was a tent growing in his pants. she barely had enough time to smirk before their lips crashed together. she could still taste the faint flavor of chocolate cake that lingered on in his mouth. he bit at her bottom lip and y/n gasped, allowing carmen to dominate the kiss.

"fuck," he pulled away to catch his breath. his hands were in tight fists on the counter, and she could tell by his tone that he hadn't relaxed one bit. "we really doing this?"

y/n didn't respond but instead tore off her shirt, her bra following quickly next. carmen took the hint and tore off his white t-shirt, the three garments of clothing being thrown onto an empty shelf. "shit.." carmen exhaled. "you're-"

"don't bother," she said, hands clasping around his neck and bringing him closer. "i know you're angry, carmy, so let me feel it."

carmen's bright blue eyes pierced into hers, but she didn't back down. the next thing she knew his hands were on her body, gripping her waist as if she was going to run away. their lips collided again and she let her hands wander, running them up and down his muscled arms and twirling her fingers in the ends of his hair. at the same time, his hands ventured up to cup her breasts, squeezing the bulbs of flesh and pinching the hardened buds at the end.

she pulled away with a shaky breath, her jaw slack as her chest heaved. his lips trailed down her jawline and to her neck, where he bit at the soft skin before soothing the marks with his tongue. when his lips latched around her sweet spot, she let out a sputtered moan, tugging on his curls.

he smirked at her, moving his lips down to take her nipple into his mouth. she shuddered, fingers uncurling from his hair and moving back down his torso. he switched breasts, and at the same time, her fingers came across the waistband of his jeans. he wasn't wearing a belt, so she undid the button and zipper, watching as the pants slid down his legs and pooled around his ankles. she could see his cock straining in his boxers.

she was rubbing her thighs together as harshly as she could, desperate for any sort of friction to relieve the throbbing ache in her core. carmen's fingers dug into her waist as his lips made their way up again to hers, their tongues in a never ending battle for dominance.

suddenly, y/n palmed carmen through his boxers. he groaned, fingers tightening almost painfully on her bare waist. his grip tightened even more and he pulled away. as he did so, he pulled her forwards. she slipped off of the counter, landing on shaky legs.

"what are you-" her words got cut off when he turned her around. she gasped, holding onto the counter in front of her for support. she could feel him behind her, and she looked over her shoulder to watch as his hands grabbed her shorts. she nodded and he pulled them off, her underwear coming off in the same yank. cool air flooded her core and she closed her legs, a shaky exhale escaping her lips.

carmen tsked behind her, calloused hands running over the flesh of her ass and squeezing it. suddenly, his hands slipped between her thighs, and he yanked her legs apart. she bit her lip as she felt his hand venture through her folds. a deep laugh came from his mouth as he collected her wetness, smearing it on her ass afterwards. "all of this for me? thought you hated me, y/n."

"i do," she said, narrowing her eyes at him over her shoulder. "but that's never stopped anyone before."

carmen continued teasing her folds before inserting two fingers into her at once. she whined, bucking her hips against him. her arousal soaked his fingers as she rode them, circling her hips against him. his other hand snaked around her body, first fiddling with her breasts and then moving downwards towards her clit.

he didn't even have to do anything, she was putting in all the effort herself. he pinched her clit lightly, listening as she let out a shaky moan.

"you like that?" he teased, voice husky.

"fuck," she exhaled. "yeah, yeah."

she could barely contain herself anymore, moans sputtering from her lips as easily as breathing. her knees were shaking, and she was about to release, when carmen suddenly pulled his hands away.

"wha-" she was in shock. angrily, she went to turn around, but his calloused hands held her hips in place. "carmen are you fucking serious?"

he was panting as he pulled his boxers down. his erection, thick and hard, rose up. "couldn't let you have all the fun, y/n." he reminded her. "you want me to fuck you like the slut you are?"

she felt his tip graze her folds and she arched her back, hands still gripping the counter. "yes, fuck, carm." she was too horny to even bother arguing, her cunt was pulsing like crazy, and she needed him inside her. "use me, please!"

carmen did as he was told. one hand guided his dick towards her waiting hole, whilst the other kept a bruising grip on her hips. the second he pushed inside her, he threw his head back in pleasure. she moaned, flesh squeezing his dick and causing him to moan in response.

"you want me to go rough?" he asked, voice hoarse and eyes narrowed.

she nodded, nails digging painfully into the counter. carmen tsked behind her, hand grabbing the hair at the back of her neck and forcing her to look back over her shoulder at him. "use your words, y/n."

she glared at him defiantly, but when she realized he wasn't going to accept silence, she reluctantly gave in. "yes, carm. as rough as you need."

he smirked at her, releasing his grip on her hair and moving both hands back to her hips. he aligned himself with her pussy, and in one slow stroke, he pushed in. she clenched around him, and both adults found themselves moaning.

"fuck, you feel good," carmen's voice was husky. "you like that, yeah."

she didn't have the energy to be bratty anymore. "shit, yeah."

his grip on her hips would definitely be bruising as he pounded into her, gradually getting faster and harder. all she could do was hold onto the counter for dear life, her mouth permanently fallen open in a gasp.

he was relentless with his pace. she was practically numb in his arms, unable to do anything but moan, fingers growing weak from how hard she was gripping the counter in front of her. his hands never left her hips once, and the bruising pain only fueled her oncoming orgasm.

"fuck," she said. her cunt was aching in the best way possible, and she wondered if she'd even be able to walk after this. probably not. "i- i'm gonna cum."

"really?" he panted from behind her. she looked behind her to see his face coated in sweat, but a look of pure bliss on his features. "you think you deserve that?"

"god, yes," she moaned when she felt him impossibly deep inside her. when he didn't move for a moment, just pausing balls deep inside her, she threw her head back and bit her lip annoyedly. she knew what he was waiting for, and it pissed her off. "please!"

he smirked down at her, resuming his nearly painful thrusts. "touch yourself," he told her, his voice nearly a whimper. "i've got you."

his grip tightened impossibly more, and she slowly let her hands unclench from the counter. somehow, she didn't collapse immediately, and she brought her first hand down to pinch her clit. that action alone nearly caused her to unravel, but for the cherry on top, she grabbed her own throat and squeezed it.

"oh fuck," carmen moaned from behind her. "look so good touching yourself. you gonna cum on me, yeah?"

she tried to say something, anything really, but it was just a strangled moan. she clenched around him as she came, head thrown back and hands going slack. she had to grip the counter again to avoid collapsing as carmen slowly rode her through her high.

she'd barely finished, her body going slack in his arms, when he aggressively pulled out. before she could even ask what he was doing, he pulled her away from the counter.

"on your knees," his voice was strained, and he looked about ready to burst. "now."

she obliged, not that she had much of a choice seeing as her legs were wobbly anyways. she had barely sat on her calves, being sure not to let her crotch touch the freshly-cleaned floor, when carmen suddenly grabbed her hair. he pulled her towards him, and she had just enough time to open her mouth before he was fucking her throat.

she gagged around him, tears pooling in her eyes and mixing with the sweat on her face as they fell. she knew he was big, obviously, but it felt even bigger when it was in her throat. it seemed carmen was already close though, because it was less than a minute later when he was cumming.

she struggled to swallow his load, her throat burning, but she managed. he pulled out of her, letting his no-longer-hard dick fall from her lips. he took a long moment to breathe, as did y/n, but he eventually composed himself.

she was still on the floor when he reached a hand down, brushing the sweat, hair, and tears from her face. "you okay?" he asked.

"yeah," she said, though her voice was hoarse from the abuse her throat just received. "that was...wow.."

"wow." carmen repeated. he offered her a hand, and she stood up on shaky legs. she wasn't sore yet, but she was sure it would be a different story in the morning.

she was gripping onto the counter, searching for her discarded clothes while carmen pulled his boxers back up, when suddenly they heard the back door open. still naked, y/n dove back under the counter, crouching to avoid her bits touching the floor. carmen yanked his pants back up, struggling to get them over his hips as he buttoned them.

"yo, cousin," she immediately recognized the voice to be richie. "where's the- what the fuck? put a shirt on!"

"what do you want?" carmen asked impatiently, trying his best not to glance at y/n.

"is that a bra?" richie said, ignoring his question. she couldn't see his face, but she could assume there was a cocky smile. "cousin, did you just fuck someone in the kitchen?"

"no!" carmen said, obviously embarrassed. "get out!"

"oh my god," richie couldn't stop laughing. "you fucked someone in the kitchen! where's the unlucky girl?"

carmen glanced instinctively under him, and richie caught on quick. "oh she's still here? that's nasty, cuz! who's there?"

"none of your business, get out!" carmen angrily pulled his shirt on. he stumbled when he did so, stubbing his toe and cursing in response. y/n, who had been holding her laughter the entire time, couldn't help it but explode into laughter. she tried to cover her mouth, but the nervous giggles were uncontrollable.

"hold on, i know that laugh!" richie said. her laughs stopped abruptly and her eyes widened in shock. "come on, show yourself."

with the guiltiest smile possible, she slowly rose her head over the edge of the counter. all she could do was give him a shy wave.

[too-many-fandoms-tbh]

LATE NIGHT SKATE NIGHT

PERCY JACKSON SMUT

(percy x fem!reader)

warnings : sex, p in v, oral fem!receiving, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, car sex, rivalry, porn without plot tbh

she knew it was late, but after a long day at work, y/n couldn't help but go to the skatepark. if luck was on her side, she'd get the park to herself. it usually wasn't all that busy, especially after sunset on a wednesday night.

she pulled into the parking lot nearby, grabbing her skateboard from the trunk and locking her mini-van. sure, it was a lame car, but she had gotten it when she moved out since it had so much space.

grabbing her skateboard, y/n jogged into the park. by the looks of the empty parking lot, she'd expected it to be, you know, empty, but there was still someone inside. upon further inspection, she realized just who it was.

percy jackson. he had been a pain in her ass ever since she moved here last year. they were rivals in the skating world, constantly trying to one up each other. to make matters even worse, he lived right next to her at their apartment complex, so there was no avoiding him and the blaring music he listened to.

he hadn't noticed her yet, too busy off in his own world. she stood at the edge of the large bowl, watching him skate from side to side before eventually spotting her. he gained enough momentum to shoot up a smaller section of the bowl and pulled himself back onto the concrete.

"enjoying the show, eh?" he mocked. "you could learn some tips from me."

she turned to glare at him. "don't flatter yourself, jackson. i'm only here to skate. it's not my fault you don't have a life."

"fine," his smirk didn't fall. "but don't get mad when i'm better than you."

she flipped him off, leading percy to childishly stick his tongue out at her in response. since the bowl was so big, consisting of multiple different drop-off points, the two managed to keep their distance pretty well. even then, they'd often pass each other in the center, sending increasingly more angry glares each time.

at one point, y/n shoved percy's arm when they passed each other. he didn't fall immediately, but the disturbance to his balance distracted him enough that he crashed into a nearby wall.

y/n smirked as she watched him fall. the tension between the two kept growing as they continued skating. it wasn't even a minute later that percy tried to return the favor.

they passed each other in the middle, and percy shoved y/n's arm. he seemed to forget how much stronger he was than her, because he did a lot more damage to her than she did to him.

"you asshole!" y/n shrieked. she grabbed onto percy's arm to try and stabilize herself, but since they were heading opposite directions, the two crashed onto the concrete.

y/n landed on her back, wincing as her head hit the concrete. their skateboards went rolling away as percy crashed on top of her.

panting, percy planted his hands on the ground and pushed himself up. their legs were still tangled together, and y/n could feel his hips brushing against hers. he hovered over her, the both of them panting as they looked at each other.

"shit, you alright?" percy asked. shifting his weight to his left arm, he cradled the back of her head with his right hand.

y/n was frozen under him, her eyes clouding with lust as she stared up at him. she could feel his warm breath tickling her nose, sending the fresh scent of mint radiating through her nostrils.

she blinked as she remember his initial question. "mhm," she barely managed to squeak out.

both of their chests were heaving as the two stared at each other. suddenly, before they had even realized, their lips connected.

percy brought y/n cradled head closer to him, the veins in his left arm popping out from supporting him for this long. without breaking the kiss, he slowly pulled his hand out from under her.

still hovering over her, percy pulled away to catch his breath. "you sure you didn't hit your head?" he murmured.

y/n gaped up at him. "positive."

shifting his weight to his knees, percy's hands ventured to y/n waist. with a tight grip, he flipped the two over. y/n gasped as she now found herself on top of percy.

using her shock, percy slipped his tongue into her mouth. the two fought for dominance as y/n shifted, moving her knees to so that she was now straddling his hips. sliding her hand down his chest, y/n suddenly palmed percy through his jeans.

percy bucked his hips up with a groan. y/n smirked, now taking over dominance in the kiss. taking advantage of his now free hands, percy got his revenge. he slipped both of his hands between their bodies, gripping each of her breasts tightly through her shirt.

the wetness pooling between her legs mixed with the feeling of percy's hardness against her clothed crotch was driving y/n insane. desperate for any sort of friction, she rutted her hips against him.

a couple minutes later and the two were going mad. there was only so much making out, fully clothed, groping and grinding on each other, that two young-adults could take.

y/n pushed herself up on her arms like percy had done earlier, causing percy to detach his lips from her neck with a wet pop. he brushed her hairs out of his face, looking up at her with lust-filled confusion and concern.

"can we take this someplace else?" she murmured.

"your car?" percy suggested.

"please."

together, they scrambled out of the bowl. barely remembering their skateboards, the two raced to the car.

y/n won, unlocking her car and opening the back door. it was only now that she remembered she had put the back seats down, meaning the entire back of the car, trunk and all, was empty for them.

she climbed inside, percy quick on her heels. by the time he had shut the door, y/n had already tore her shirt off. percy turned and his breath caught in his throat at the sight of her full breasts, which were still enclosed in a navy blue bra.

"eager are we?" percy teased once he got over his initial awe.

"oh shut up." y/n grabbed the bottom of his sweatshirt, yanking aggressively up. from where he was sat on his knees, percy choked on his breath. he helped her take it off, only for her to find out he had a t-shirt on underneath.

"why are you wearing so many layers?" she huffed annoyedly. before she could reach out, percy tore his t-shirt off as well. she immediately closed her mouth, freezing when muscles she didn't even know he had were suddenly on full display.

"and why are you so judgey?" he asked back. before she could respond, percy leaned forward. he grabbed her wrists, pinning them to the floor above her head. she gasped, falling on the floor and lying on her back. percy crawled forward, using his left knee to part her legs.

she squirmed under him, unable to free her hands. "and why are you so strong?" she complained, grinding her clothed crotch against his knee.

percy grinned, leaning down and pressing peppering kisses down her jawline. y/n continued to grind against his knee, letting out a shocked moan when percy's lips found the sweet spot on her neck.

his lips moved down her neck, his free hand toying carelessly with the waistband of her leggings. his lips slowly trailed across her collarbone, leaving gentle hickeys across the skin, until his lips reached her bra, at which point he frowned.

y/n struggled under his grip. "if you let me have my damn hands," she sassed. "then i could take it off."

with a roll of his eyes, percy let go of her wrists. she smirked in triumph, sitting up long enough to unclip her bra and slide the straps off of her shoulders. whilst she did so, percy grabbed his discarded sweatshirt off of the floor and slid it under her head like a cushion.

the second her breasts were exposed, percy groaned. his tongue swirled around her  nipple, sucking on the supple skin. he softly bit at her hardened bud, eliciting a low moan from her mouth.

when he got done giving each breasts equal attention, which only worked her up even more, percy left soft kitten licks down her stomach. y/n could tell he was hard based off of the way his dick strained in his jeans, but it seemed that making her writhe under him was more important to him than taking care of his own needs.

deciding he'd teased her enough, percy's calloused fingers ran softly across her hips and under the waistband of her leggings. after double checking that he had her consent, percy swiftly pulled her pants and underwear down at the same time. she lifted her hips up, craning her neck to watch percy shuffle backwards.

when the sudden cool air hit her bare pussy, y/n felt herself squeeze around nothing. she closed her legs, pressing her thighs tightly together.

percy tsked at her. he grabbed her knees, forcing her legs apart. when he saw the arousal dripping out from her, he gulped.

"shit, y/n," he practically growled. she tried to close her legs again out of embarrassment, but he held them open. "if i'd have known you'd look like this for me, i'd have crashed into you a long time ago."

"shut up," she sat back on her elbows. "put that mouth to good use before i fuck it myself." logically, her words didn't make sense, but they did the trick.

"someone's feisty," percy teased, lying down on his stomach in front of her. "but since you asked so nicely..."

he licked one long strip across her folds and y/n could've sworn she screamed. she went to close her legs around his head, but his arms wrapped around her thighs and forced them apart yet again. his tongue dipped inside her, twisting and flexing until she was desperate for more. his nose tickled her clit, causing her to try and pull him impossibly closer.

she'd received head before, but never before did it feel so good. it was as if he never even had to come up for breath.

y/n gripped his hair tightly, yanking on the messy waves. she felt one of his arms untangle from under her thigh, and before she knew what he was doing, percy inserted a finger inside of her.

she clenched around his finger and percy laughed, sending vibrations shocking through her cunt. his tongue moved from her hole and to her clit, swirling figure-eights over the bundled nerves.

he inserted a second finger, alternating between scissoring them and pumping them in and out. his tongue still swirled her clit, sometimes fully sucking on it and other times just teasing her.

she could feel herself getting closer, her whines and pants getting louder as she tried to buck her hips up. percy laughed again, only turning her on even more, and looked up at her.

the feeling of him softly nipping at her clit mixed with his piercing eyes looking up at her made y/n snap. she threw her head back, suddenly thankful for the sweatshirt-pillow percy gave her. she felt herself unravel, embarrassingly loud moans falling from her lips.

percy rode her through her orgasm, his tongue lapping up her juices before they could hit the car floor. when she finally relaxed, he pulled away. y/n gasped at the sudden cool emptiness, closing her legs as soon as he pulled away.

percy crawled up her body, hovering over her and pulling her into another long kiss. she could taste herself on his tongue. whilst they were kissing, y/n reached down, blindly fumbling with his jeans. she managed to unbutton and unzip the fabric without breaking the kiss.

percy pulled and sat up, shuffling both his jeans and boxers down his hips and taking them off completely. y/n's eyes widened as his dick sprung free. it looked almost painfully hard, with precum coating the tip.

she crawled up to sit on her knees, preparing to return the favor, but percy shook his head. "no, no. that's sweet, but i need to be inside you right fucking now."

y/n nodded with a gulp. she had never been one to submit, but here she was, looking up at him with wide eyes as she waited for him to do something.

instead of touching her like she'd expected, percy backed away. he sat on the floor with his back to the drivers seat, leaning against it for support. his dick stuck up, long and thick, near his stomach. he fished a condom out of his jean pockets, ripping open the package and sliding it on himself.

"come here," he invited. y/n crawled towards him, not even caring if he'd tease her for her eagerness later. "i want you to ride me."

y/n crawled on his lap, straddling his thigh and ignoring his dick. she brought her fingers up to his hair, giving a few strands a playful tug. "you want me to, yeah?" she'd composed herself enough to get her attitude back.

percy glared at her, his hands running roughly up and down her waist. "i can feel you dripping down my thigh," he said through grit teeth. "so just get on my fucking dick."

"wow," y/n shook her head with a laugh. she then remembered what he'd said to her minutes ago. "since you asked so nicely..."

she lifted herself up, positioning percy's dick under her cunt. making direct eye contact, she slowly lowered herself onto him.

they both moaned, y/n throwing her head back so hard her neck cracked. "fuck," she panted out. "you're so big."

percy let out a shaky exhale when she slowly circled her hips, trying to adjust to his size. "yeah? you're- shit- you're so tight." he rebutted. he was quite literally inside of her, and yet the two still managed to keep up their snarky comebacks.

slowly, y/n lifted herself up. when only the tip was left inside of her, she dropped back down with a moan. percy's hands explored her body, running over each and every of her curves. his hands wrapped around her body and cupped her ass, grasping it as if his life depended on it. he helped her bounce up and down, his hands eventually moving to her breasts, which were bouncing right in his face.

"holy fuck.." he muttered as he watched her. she'd always been beautiful, that much was undeniable, but seeing this side of her was something brand new.

y/n continued to bounce up and down, sweat building on her forehead from the effort. eventually, she slowed down, and percy's hands gripped her hips. he helped to guide her, watching as her movements got sloppier and her moans louder.

she was nearing her climax when percy lifted her off of him. she landed lazily on the the floor next to him, a vicious glare in her hazy eyes.

"the fuck was that for?" she demanded.

percy shifted so that he was kneeling. "as hot as that was, i've gotta move. lay on your stomach, ass up."

"excuse me?" she said, though she couldn't deny the fact that she was incredibly turned on. in all of her other one night stands, she'd been the dominant one, and so percy bossing her around was something completely new. it's safe to say it was a pleasant new.

"you heard me."

y/n rose her eyebrows. "make me."

percy laughed darkly, though it was almost a moan. in the dim lighting from outside, y/n saw his dick twitch. "you don't wanna do this." he said.

"oh but i do."

the two had an angrily stare down before percy moved towards her. swiftly, he grabbed her neck. she thought he may choke her, but instead, he roughly shoved her down. she fell on her stomach, her head landing safely on the makeshift sweatshirt-pillow.

"what are you-" her words got cut off when he grabbed her thighs and pulled upwards. she pulled her knees closer to her chest, leaving her pussy and ass on full display for percy.

"oh fuck," percy exhaled, running his hands over her ass. y/n turned her head to glance back at him, her cheek pressingly comfortably into the sweatshirt.

"well?" she demanded. "you wanted this, now fuck me."

"let me know if i'm too rough." percy told her. before she could respond, he suddenly pushed into her. y/n choked out a strangled moan, her fingers scraping the the rough carpet of the car in search of something to ground her.

percy was relentless. he held her hips, thrusting fast, deep, and hard into her. the whole car was shaking at this point, and y/n was thankful she didn't have to hold herself up, because she was pretty sure her arms would've collapsed by now.

his thrusts got sloppier as percy neared his climax. y/n was close too, her uncontrollable moans an obvious sign of that. when percy reached down to fiddle with her overly-sensitive clit, she knew she would break.

she clenched around percy, letting out a sputtering moan as she came. the feeling of her squeezing around him was enough to send percy over the edge. together, the two climaxed, both moaning messes.

percy slowed his thrusts before eventually pulling out. the second he let go of her hips, y/n's legs fell limp. percy took off the full condom and tied it off, setting it in an empty walmart bag he found on the otherwise clean floor. at the same time, y/n rolled onto her back, her chest heaving as she worked to get over her post-orgasm shock. normally, she was fine after sex, but it was different with percy. everything was different with him.

"you good?" percy asked, lying on his back next to her.

"good is one way to put it," y/n mumbled. "you?"

percy turned his head to look at her, only to find she was already looking at him. "good. we should do this again some time."

"yeah?" y/n looked up to him with a hopeful smile. "but maybe next time with a bed."

as she spoke, she sat up, rubbing her back softly. she'd gotten rug burn from how much she'd squirmed around when percy was eating her out.

percy laughed, sitting up as well. he reached around the trunk, collecting all of their discarded clothing items. "speaking of beds," he spoke. "you think i could get a ride home?"

y/n smiled at him, grabbing her clothes and slowly slipping on her thong. "yeah, of course."

the two got dressed and percy opened the door, stepping out into the crisp night air. he held the door for y/n, who almost immediately fell over. she thought she'd be fine by now, but her legs were still a shaking mess.

"on second though," she stumbled towards the passenger seat with a giggle. "why don't you drive?"

[too-many-fandoms-tbh]

MOVIE NIGHT

edward cullen smut

edward cullen x fem!human

cw : fingering, mirror use, praise kink, choking, temperature play (??)

"hey, edward!" y/n greeted with a smile. she'd barely just gotten the movie set up, and he was already climbing in the window.

edward smiled at her, instantly closing the distance between them and pulling her into a soft kiss. she smiled against his lip, eventually pulling away and flopping backwards onto the bed. crawling up to the headboard, she patted the spot next to her.

edward climbed in bed next to her, smiling when she immediately curled up next to him. the summer air had heated up her room, and edward's skin never failed to cool her off.

the movie started and y/n found it harder and harder to focus. edward's thumb was softly stroking her bare arm, but she started imaging his hands all over her body. tearing off her clothes, pinching her nipples, on her throat, inside her...

y/n squirmed next to edward, crossing her legs as an excuse to squish her thighs together. her cheeks had heated up just at the thought, and she could've sworn her pulse went straight to her pussy.

it was in moments like this that she thanked whatever god was out there that her boyfriend couldn't read her mind.

even without mind-reading, edward could sense something was wrong. "everything alright?" he asked, sliding his hand up and down her arm.

"mhm," y/n barely managed to squeak out. fuck, she wanted him so bad. she couldn't help but think about the last time they'd done anything, how cold his fingers felt against her.

"oh really?" edward said in a tone that made y/n flush in embarrassment; he knew. "because you're burning up."

"w..what? no i'm not."

"baby, i can hear your heartbeat." as he spoke, his fingers trailed up her waist and across her collarbones.

she shivered under his touch. "then kiss me."

he did as he was told. pulling her onto his lap with a swift movement, edward brought his lips to hers. she planted her hands on his stomach, stroking the rock hard abs under his shirt. at the same time, his hands rubbed lightly up and down her waist, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

y/n pulled away to catch a breath. as she did so, she tore her t-shirt off, exposing the lacy bralette she had worn underneath. through the thin fabric, edward could already see how hard her nipples were.

by the time she'd returned her lips to his, he was already unhooking her bra. she felt the fabric come loose around her, and without breaking the kiss, she slid the straps off of her arms.

edward's hands grazed y/n's nipples and the girl moaned into his mouth. goosebumps flooded her body in the best way possible. one of his hands trailed down to the waistband of her sleep-shorts, and she squirmed against him, trying anything she could to get him to touch her.

"please," she begged.

"please what?" edward asked calmly, putting his years of perfecting patience to use.

y/n didn't want to say anything; she was suddenly shy. it was only when his hands left her body that she squirmed against him. "please," she tried to grind against him, but his hands gripped her waist. "touch me."

"as you wish," edward smirked. with a swift movement, he slid off her shorts and panties, leaving her completely naked. she shivered as his hands rode down her bare back, over the cups of her ass, and down her thighs.

"edward," y/n whined. she was so wet that without her panties, she'd begun to drip down her thighs.

"you've made quite a mess, haven't you?" edward teased. before she could respond, his ice cold fingers pinched both of her nipples, and she let out a load moan. suddenly, he slipped out from under her. moving too fast for her to see, y/n didn't even have a chance to complain before he was back in bed.

"what did you..?" her voice got lost in her throat when she saw that her full-length mirror had been placed at the end of the bed.

edward watched as she stared at her own naked reflection. he was sat with his back against the headboard and legs spread apart far enough for her to fit between them.

edward reached forward and softly pulled y/n between his legs. her knees were spread over his, leaving her pussy wide open in front of the mirror. her bare back laid against his chest, her head falling onto his shoulder.

"i want you to see yourself how i see you, angel." he told her, brushing the stray hairs out of her face. "how beautiful you look when you unravel."

even his words send another wave of arousal through y/n's body. she felt herself clench around nothing, but before she could say anything, edward's hands were back on her body.

one hand busied itself with her hardened nipples, causing light pants to escape her. his other hand teased her folds, collecting the wetness with his middle finger.

"ed..." she moaned, trying fruitlessly to buck her hips against his hand.

"shh," edward whispered, continuing to run his index finger up and down her pussy, gliding past her clit but not applying any pressure. the hand that was groping her chest moved to her throat, tilting her head forward so that she was forced to look at her own reflection again. "now watch."

he held her head in place as he suddenly inserted a freezing finger inside her. y/n let out a shocked moan, feeling her warm walls clench against his icy digit.

"so pretty," he praised, beginning to move his finger. he moved slowly, teasing her yet again. his hand slowly fell off of her throat and back down to her nipples, which she knew would be sore in the morning.

suddenly, he inserted a second finger, and y/n moaned even louder than before. it was times like this that she was forever thankful she lived alone. edward began scissoring his fingers in her, and she couldn't help but whimper, her back pushing against his chest as she bucked her hips up.

"faster," she moaned out, struggling to keep her eyes on the mirror. her own fingers were nothing in comparison to his hard, cold ones.

edward let out a breathy laugh in her ear, but complied to her desperate wishes. he inserted a third finger and began pumping in and out of her even faster than before.

his hand trailed off of her nipples and to her throat. y/n moaned loudly as his hand applied the slightest pressure to her neck, causing her head to loll back onto his shoulder. he didn't even bother to remind her to look at herself as she got lost in her own world of moans.

"i live to pleasure you," edward whispered. he could tell she was close by the way her moans got higher-pitched and her muscles began tightening. "you're the most beautiful specimen i've ever laid eyes on."

when his thumb pressed down on clit, y/n could've sworn her eyes rolled to the back of her head. he continued to pump in and out of her, getting faster and faster until his pace wasn't even near one of a human anymore.

edward's hand tightened around her throat, and y/n lost it. she practically screamed as her orgasm flooded her entire body. she shuddered against edward as he slowly rode her through it.

when she finally fell limp against him, edward pulled his cool fingers out of her. his hand relaxed against her throat and brushed beads of cold sweat off of her forehead.

as quick as lightening, edward ran to get a towel from the bathroom as well as fresh pajamas. he cleaned up the aftermath, praising y/n the whole time he did so. he helped her get redressed, and by the time he sat back down, she was already slumping against him.

"aw man," she said hazily. "the movie's over."

edward smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. he could tell she was nearing sleep by the way her heart rate slowed and she struggled to keep her eyes open. "it's alright, baby. i'm not sure you'd have stayed awake through it anyways. now goodnight, my love."