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[t0yac1d]

OKAY, GREAT. SOOOOOOJRNDNEJE LIKE JEALOUS EDDIE? (I've been on a jealous binge lately 😭) you and steve have been getting close recently and he's been flirting with you.. (GASP! but you're dating Eddie 😦.) And you always roll your eyes at it pushing him away from you while you laugh not thinking much of it. but then eddie overhears steve talking about you in a"The things I would do to her man, to bad Eddie got her before me." and he's like had enough so smutty time!!! and he js marks you up and everything for stevie to seeee.

Always Forver (E.Munson x F!Reader)

Warnings: smut, jealous sex, marking, biting, praise, hair pulling

Notes: I'm gonna be completely honest, idk how to really write Eddie's character so please pray that I don't fuck this up! I'm also deeply sorry for the extremely long delay, I haven't been motivated to write much, AND I don't remember the names of Steve's friends from season 1 so I chose random names.

Notes (2x): I'm back from hiatus! I've been working hard these past couple of months but I am back now! Also, I will be posting a story soon AAAHHHH I'll be sure to post info of it here and where you can read it if you're interested!

You've never thought anything of it, the way Steve treated you; how he touched you, spoke to you, cared for you. You thought he was just being the good friend that he is. You never paid any attention to the words he said to you, his flirtatious nature is almost natural to him and a part of who he is, so you thought he was just being himself. You'd brush off his words and lightly push him away with a chuckle each time.

"Babe, I just don't like the way he openly flirts you. He knows we're dating; he just doesn't care." Eddie sulked as he watched you take a shot.

The two of you were attending a party; a party your good ol' friend Steve was throwing.

You caressed his face and wrapped one of his curls around your finger, "It's nothing, he's like that to everyone. His words have no weight." You then gave him a smile and kissed his cheek before walking off. You walked past Steve and gave him little wave before meeting up with Nancy and Robin.

Eddie let out a little huff and shrugged the weary feeling off. He trusts you, and if you say that Steve's words mean absolutely nothing, then they mean absolutely nothing.

He walked to the fridge, grabbing another beer when he overheard something he wish he didn't.

"Did you see how her ass just looked in that skirt?" James asked, eyes trained on the shape of your ass in your baby pink skirt. "The things I'd do just to get a taste." Nick sighed.

"What about you, Steve? You're pretty close to her, you never wanted to get between her legs?" he continued, focus now on Steve.

"Trust me, I have. Still do." he answered. Steve sighed and slowly shook his head, "The things I'd do to her, man. Too bad Munson got her before I could."

Eddie got tense at the words that spilled out from their lips. Those disgusting words that were all targeted at you. He closed the fridge door and made his way to you. He took your hand in his and led you to the bathroom.

"Uh-"

You couldn't get a word out before his lips were on yours and your back against the door. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close. You don't know what had gotten into him, but you weren't complaining.

Eddie pulled away and moved you to the sink, he made you face the mirror pushed you against the porcelain. He grabbed and groped your ass, sighing to himself, "Hate to say it, but he was right. Your ass looks amazing in this skirt."

"Who- Who said that?" you asked, "Doesn't matter." he grunted. You were lost in the thought of someone other than your boyfriend would say that about you. But now you have an idea as to why he's acting the way he is.

He lifted the back of your skirt up and rubbed your lower back, "Now, be good girl and be as loud as possible."

"What-"

With one, harsh thrust his cock was in you and you were bent over, your face practically touching the mirror. Eddie's thrusts were rough and hard. You tried to be quiet, not wanting to draw any attention to the bathroom and not wanting people to hear the noises you'd make for this man.

Eddie pulled and tugged at your hair, pulling you close to him, "Make some noise." he grunted. His voice was husky, and his scent intoxicating. You wanted to moan, to scream but you also didn't want any attention from anyone outside. But it was starting to get difficult to not make any noise.

You whimpered and whined whenever you felt the tip of his cock brush against your cervix. "Louder baby," he sighed, the feeling of your pussy tightening around his cock sent shivers throughout his body. "Just let it out, don't think about anyone else but the two of us."

Broken moans fell from your lips as you gripped the porcelain sink and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You pushed all of your worries to the side and listened to Eddie's words.

He grabbed your jaw and forced you to look in the mirror, "Good job princess, such a good girl," he smiled, locking eyes with you. "Such a pretty girl."

Eddie's eyes moved down to your neck and shoulder, which were exposed by the top you were wearing. A lightbulb switched on in his head and he slowly moved his mouth towards the most exposed spots.

He licked, nipped and kissed at your neck, testing the waters before even daring to bite into your beautiful skin. "Do it," you breathed. Eddie looked up and his eyes locked with yours again, "Do it, I want you to."

That was all he needed in order to continue.

He sunk his teeth in your soft skin, earning a hiss and moan from you in return.

Eddie left bite marks and hickeys all over your neck, and down your collarbone.

He hasn't done it before, but this just unlocked a whole new world for him that he will continue to do.

Eddie grabbed and groped your tits as he felt him dick twitch, he was so close to cumming and he can tell you were too. The way your moans went up an octave or two, the way you gripped the edge of the sink, the way your pretty eyes rolled back, the way your mouth fell open.

Eddie's hands made their way under your shirt and bra, he pinched and played with your nipples, the sensation sending goosebumps throughout your body and to your core.

You were so close, and you just wanted to cum.

You just wanted to cum for him and show him you're his good girl.

"E-Eddie..." you stuttered, "Hm?" he hummed, his pace getting faster and his hands gripping at your tits. "I'm so close, please," you didn't know what you were begging for; he was giving you everything you wanted.

Eddie brought one of his hands down and between your legs, he played with your clit, stimulating it.

You moaned and moaned; you were sure someone out there could hear you over the music. The bathroom smelled like sex, pure and raw sex.

You came and creamed all over Eddie's cock, you were sensitive to every movement right now. Eddie came inside of you, painting your walls white with his nut. When he slowly pulled his cock out of you, his nut was dripping out of you.

It was definitely a sight he loved to see. He used his fingers push the cum back inside of you and he pulled your panties back up.

"Try not to let anymore drip out of you, 'kay?" he asked, smiling.

You gave him a nod and he kissed the top of your head, forehead, nose, cheeks, lips and hands. He can't do much aftercare here, but that doesn't mean he won't show his love after fucking you.

Eddie took your hand and lead you out of the bathroom and back to the party. "You can go back to what you were doing my love."

You chuckled at his actions and walked back to Nancy and Robin; walking by Steve on your way to them.

You couldn't see it, but Eddie could.

Steve's face changed from, admiration and lust to surprise and disgust.

Surprise: He didn't think you were the type to be into that.

Disgust: It was Eddie's lips that were on you.

He scoffed and his eyes trailed down your body and to your ass. That's when he saw something dripping down your thigh.

If he wasn't as disgusted before, he's definitely disgusted now.

Guess he never had a chance after all.

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" oh no what's happening" me- 👩🎃

[forusomimiya]

Ushijima praising your beautiful pussy that he abuses until he sees his cock covered in white. He'll hold your hips and just watch you devour his cock endlessly.

"Don't stop please, keep - fucking me baby. Keep sucking me s-so good… this cock is all yours, all yours babe… keep it up."

[honey-on-your-tongue]

COMING UP BABY,(I come as quick when I heard you doing kinkotber requests sooooo yYEA)

Miguel O’Hara x goodgirl!reader

KINK: hunting predator kink, overstimulation,and an slight breeding kink (idk 😃 i remember reading something like this so yea,where Miguel has an kink that he enjoys playing the predator,loves to see reader in fear,it make him “excited” 😏,loved to see reader so hopeless,so pitiful,and so vulnerable)

IDK IM SO SORRY IF IT BADLY EXPAINED 😭😭😭 BUT happy kinkobter ✌️✌️🫶🫶

Kinktober Day Four: Predator

Kinktober Masterlist

Miguel O'Hara x female reader

You heart races in your chest. You can hear it in your ears, can feel your lungs expanding with each quickened breath.

You're shaking slightly, hiding in an old, abandoned building behind what used to be some sort of desk.

You hear him walk into the room, heavy footsteps slow and quiet. His breathing is heavy, a rough, almost animalistic grunt leaving him.

You shudder where you hide, closing your eyes, trembling as he moves around the room.

Miguel knows you're here. He can hear your rapid breaths, can sense your racing heart. And he smells you. He can smell your fear and your arousal, making his own spike.

He takes a deep inhale, already knowing where you're hiding, but knowing that the more he scares you, the sweeter it'll be when he catches you.

His claws are out, his fangs at the ready. He can't help it. You drive him crazy.

He'd been a little reluctant the first time you two had done this little predator/prey role, thinking he'd scare you off. Instead, he was surprised and delighted to find how much you enjoyed it.

He walks closer to where you are, the smell of your fear growing, making his cock even harder. He stalks closer, laughing softly, darkly.

“I don't know why you bother hiding,” he says, voice low. “Did you forget I can smell you?”

You shudder, eyes popping open. He laughs again and leans over the desk slowly, smirking, those red eyes dark and sharp as he finds you crouched into a tiny ball.

“Perdiste, princesa,” he says thickly. You lost, princess.

He grabs you, pulling you to him. You gasp as he sets you down on the desk, moving to stand between your legs.

His claws dig into your hips slightly, a silent warning: you better not think about running right now.

He kisses you messily, eager, his mouth moving down your jaw, your neck. He bites you, relishing in the way you squirm beneath him. “Shh, princesa, ni siquiera empezamos.” We haven't even started.

He fucks you over and over, his cock buried so deep inside you that the thick head presses against your cervix. He keeps going even as you shake from your fourth or fifth orgasm.

“Miguel!” you whine. “Miguel!” It's the only word you know anymore. He's truly fucked you dumb.

“Shh, ya sé, princesa,” (I know) he says in your ear, fucking you hard and fast, barely resisting the urge to sink his fangs into your neck. “I'm almost done with you, baby. Just gimme a minute longer, hm? Gimme a chance to fill you up.”

You moan, trembling underneath him as another orgasm overcomes you. “Ahh!”

“I'm gonna give you a baby, princesa,” he says. “Do you want that? Do you wanna be full of my baby?” He chuckles against your ear. “Qué bonita te vas a ver con mi bebé adentro de ti.” You're gonna look so pretty with my baby in you.

He comes inside of you, delivering his thick, hot load deep in your cunt. You mewl lowly at the feel.

He kisses the tip of your nose, then your lips. He keeps his cock buried deep in you. He hopes, truly..he gets you pregnant. There's nothing he'd like more than to give you a child.

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[mwahsturns]

📸 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌 𝐈𝐓 - MATT STURNⵊOLO

matt sturniolo x fem!reader

Contains: Smut, swearing, A lot of praise, teasing/flirting, pet names (baby, good girl), fingering, Sextape, unprotected sex, Creampie, p in v, overstimulation, spanking, aftercare, fluff. - Semi-proof read! I think that’s all?

Synopsis: you and Matt have been dating for 3 years now and your sex life isn’t vanilla pre say but it isn’t crazy. Matt and his brothers are about to go on tour and unfortunately Matt isn’t allowed to take you this time, So Matt wants something to remember you by.

Word Count: idk?

Author’s notes: a lot of you guys wanted this one so I hope you enjoy it!!

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Me and Matt had finally a day to ourselves, Chris and Nick were sleeping over at a friends house and Matt texted me telling to come over. Me and Matt have been dating for around 3 years now and we never get to have any alone time, he’s going on tour tomorrow and I wanna be able to spend time with him before he goes.

We’re in Matt’s bedroom music softly fulls the room as the passionate make out session takes place. Earned it by the weekend softly plays in the background as Matt pulls away from the kiss, ‘you know how I leave tomorrow right..” he plays with the bottom of my shirt. ‘Yea why?’ My hands creasing his chest as i straddled his lap, ‘what if we tried something different tonight?’ He sounds nervous but Matt never wants to try something new so I’m kinda excited.

‘Of course what is it?’ ‘What if we made a sex tape so while I’m gone we can both have it since we won’t be together..” honestly the thought of him fucking me dumb being on tape makes me fucking soaked. ‘Of course baby I’d love to be able to watch how good you fuck Me’ I get off of him sitting on the bed, I watch as Matt gets up and walks over to his computer picking up the camera he and his brothers use to film, he starts recording smiling as he walks to the edge of the bed.

He grabs my legs pulling me to the edge of the bed the camera basically in my face. As he faces the camera towards me he bites his lip, ‘look at my pretty girl..’ I blush and immediately cover my face with my hands. ‘Matt.. stopp’ he chuckles and zooms the camera in my face and zooms back out, ‘uncover your face’ I uncovered my face smiling as he lifts my chin up. ‘There’s my precious baby’ he puts the camera down back on the desk facing it towards the bed, he picks me up swiftly as he lays me down on the bed hovering over me moving my hair out of my face.

‘God you’re so beautiful my love..’ he says pulling down my Jean shorts showing my blue thong, ‘mmh you wore these for me didn’t you’ he smiles rubbing my legs ‘you like em?’ I tease ‘like is an understatement beautiful.. strip for me’ i sit up and pull off my (his) shirt showing my blue lace bra. I take off my bra and underwear leaving my self bare in front of him and the camera. Matt smirks and grabs the camera showing my bare body, ‘fuck look how beautiful..’ he spreads my legs still holding the camera he shows my soaked pussy.

‘Who got you this wet huh? Tell the camera’ he says showing the camera him running his hand over my vagina. ‘You did..’ I say softly, he gives me that irresistible smirk before slowly moving his fingers towards my soaked pussy and start to rub me in a circular motion. I gasp as he slides a finger into me ‘oh fuck Matt just like that’ Matt smirked again as he said ‘hmm you’re already wet for me mama, good girl’, he says as he takes of his shirt and his pants being low reveals his slurry waist even more. As he smiles and he slides his middle and ring finger right into me causing me to moan and gasp.

‘oh baby..’ he smiles at me as he knows he’s making me feel good ‘ am I making you feel good?’ I moan again as I say ‘y-yes’ as he starts to pump his fingers faster and faster pushing me to my climax ‘Holy fuck Matthew’ he smirks ‘are you gonna cum mama?’ he asked his voice turning me on. As he continued to do his amazing finger work I start to moan very loudly and say ‘oh fuck M-matt ughh’ as my legs starts to shake only little as I release. Matt pumps and shakes his hands up and down making me squeal and moan even louder. ‘Fuck..good girl making such a mess for me’ he smiles kissing my stomach softly as I calm down for the intense pleasure.

‘I’m going to fuck you so good, you won't even remember your own name.’ He says pulling down his sweatpants and boxers his cock springing out hitting his lower stomach. ‘Knees now’ he climbed on the bed and I got on my knees in front of him, as I’m looking up at him he shows the camera me on my knees ‘you look so pretty like this.’ I smile as I jerk him just a little bit before taking him into my mouth full throating him my lip almost touching his sack as I continued. He lets out a groan. The warmth of my mouth causes him to flinch as i continue to suck Matt, I put my hands onto his thighs and pull off putting my mouth on his tip swirling my tongue around his tip before I take all of him back into my mouth, ‘fuck princess your so good to me’ Matt says throwing his head back with a little eye roll.

‘god your such a slut’ he says causing me to moan against him, he grabs my hair into a makeshift ponytail pushing my head farther down. ‘Good fucking girl .. take that dick baby’ I moan pushing my head farther down, my eyes water as I felt the tip hit the back of my throat gagging as I tried to take more.

‘fuck yea choke on my cock.. shit’ Matt starts twitching in my mouth indicating he’s getting closer and I can tell by the tone of his voice and then he says ‘oh fuck.. I’m about to cum’ I then take my mouth off start to jerk his cock ‘fucking hell..’ I take it back into my mouth to swallow the load. ‘Oh shit ..’ Matt grins, his cheeks flushed with pleasure as he watches you swallow his cum and then show off your empty mouth. ‘Damn, you're fucking hot... I could watch that all day.’ He pulls me in for a deep kiss, tasting himself on my lips.

‘Lay down princess..’ I got back on the bed laying down adjusting the pillows, ‘you ready my love?’ I nod feeling him slide in me. ‘Oh my goodness fuck..’ his hips thrusting against yours with more urgency. He kisses down your neck and trails his lips lower, sucking and nipping at your sensitive skin. ‘I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll see stars, baby’ I moan grabbing the sheets.

‘Hader Matt please..’ this encourages Matt as he hits a new spot in you that makes you instantly scream. ‘Fucking shit your so tight babe’ he unexpectedly pulled out flipping me over, my face smashed into the pillow as he slams back into me. ‘Ughh fuck Matt’ I moaned into the pillow, ‘I’m going to fucking breed you baby..’ he pulls my hair making my back arch as he kisses my shoulder playing with my breasts as the thrusts into me. He roughly smacks my ass making me moan softly ‘again..’ he smirked smacking my ass again ‘such a slut’

‘Matt ima cum..’ he ignores my words letting go of my hair as I fall back into the bed, he goes harder as I let out a scream releasing all over him. That doesn’t stop him though he continues thrusting into me at a very fast pace. ‘Matt please I can’t take it’ I screamed out as I came for second time. He felt my walls tighten around him as I came for the second time. He let out a primal growl of satisfaction and continued his brutal thrusts. With one final push, he released himself inside me, filling me up completely as they both cried out in ecstasy.

I was screaming at this point and his back was all ruined due to my nails he pulled out picking up the camera showing my pussy dripping with our cum mixed together. ‘Such a perfect pussy..’ he takes his fingers and shoved it back into me and finally turning off the camera. He collapsed onto the bed next to Me, both of us panting heavily as our orgasms subsided. He turned to look at me, admiring the sight of his beautiful girlfriend ‘ima clean you up okay?’ I was too tired to speak as Matt comes back with a damp rag cleaning us both off climbing back into bed cuddling me softly.

‘I should let you film it more often huh?’ He chuckles ‘oh definitely’ he says as we drift off to sleep…

Author’s notes: I hope this was good if I missed any errors don’t be afraid to let me know I love y’all so much and hope you have a good day

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[jellyfishg1rl]

Fucking with older Toji is a complete emotion. With his body being twice her size, he can easily wrap his hands around her body, with his big fat cock drowning deep inside her pussy.

A fight led you to this, it's a silly reason, which Toji quickly used as an excuse to fuck you until you cried.

Yes fuck, he is aggressive, pushing his body against yours, stretching your wet pussy, mumbling confused words and curses. You can't listen properly, you're too busy filling the room with your screams.

Being older, Toji is more experienced, he knows every point of pleasure of yours, he knows exactly where to touch if he wants to have you screaming his name.

— FUCK, TOJI!— You scream, tears dripping down your previously perfectly made-up face, now, the makeup stains it, just like the tears.

Toji smiles so wickedly that you feel your insides tighten, it only stimulates you further, fucking you until you're like jelly in his hands.

— That's it, little girl, come to daddy. — And so you do more, salt dripping from your mouth as you open it, screaming Toji's name as you reach your peak. — Good girl.

The words come out as a growl from his mouth as he continues to fuck you, chasing your own apex.

And when he cums, he easily pulls out of you, admiring the cum that drips from your pussy, wetting the sheets of your bed. He cleans you, remaining silent as you breathe deeply, about to sleep.

The last thing you remember before falling asleep is him grabbing your small body, and then placing you in his big, muscular arms.

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ethan was a virgin, and you were determined to make his first blowjob something to remember. sub! ethan x dom! reader

He whines as you hold his quivering thighs, nails dragging over his milky skin as he bucked his hips up into you. You gagged making him gasp, quickly sitting up. “I’m sorry!”

You pulled away, gasping as you pulled away from his cock, a string of mixed saliva and cum attaching your lips to his tip. “Don’t be sorry, honey, I’m making you feel good?” You whisper, dragging your tongue up the bottom of his cock. “Right?”

He whined, nodding repeatedly. “Yes, yes! So good, so so good,” he started babbling, his hands holding your cheeks. “Please, please I want it, I want you so bad, please.”

“What do you want baby? Tell me, tell me what you want,” you sucked on his tip, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking harder and harder making him whine.

“No! No, please, I can’t. I can’t, I can’t cum without, w-without you- holy fuck, shit!” He groaned out, eyes rolling back as you pulled his cock farther down your throat, pressing your nose against his pelvis as he bucked his hips.

He could feel his stomach churning as he bucked his hips, eyes rolling back. He could hear you gagging around his cock, his hips moving almost uncontrollably now. You were making him feel so good, basically sucking out all of his cum as he whined loudly and rolled his hips.

“Pl-Please, it’s too much, it’s too much! Wait, w-wait! F-Fuck!” He screamed out, eyes rolling back as he moaned loudly.

He could feel his stomach tightening, your hot mouth never pulling away from his cock, staring at his clenching stomach and his hands that shook in your hair, shakily holding it back.

You pulled away, humming as you wipe at your cum stained lips and swallow. He gasps, sitting up. “Did you just- did you just swallow it?!”

You laugh, pushing him back down as you straddled his hips. “Of course I did,” you whisper, rising over his cock as you pumped him slightly, giggling. “You taste good, E. Got another one for me?”

He nods. “Y-Yes, of course.”

You giggle. “Good boy.”

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[verslxt]

pairing : kenma kozume x fem bodied!reader

warnings : mirror sex, praise, rough-ish sex, after care, uhm ion really know

authors note : AGH HOLY FUCK 1ST DAY OF KINKTOBER (all banners i will be using are from @cafekitsune

"ahhh~ fuck ken" you moaned out as kenma pressed a kiss to your temple. he straitened out his back and started moving his hips at a very intense pace "fuck fuck fuckkkkk kenma~" you moaned out still looking in the mirror

"what pretty girl" he said rocking his hips at a slow pace for you to collect your thoughts. he always slowed his pace so that you could collect your thoughts. always. no matter what position your two were in, or where you two were.

"s-sl-slow down please" you stuttered out. "maybe" he smirked as he started moving fastly again.

he smiled at you starting to shake number one sign your about to cum. he dipped his head down "think you can hold it just a bit longer pretty girl? i'm not quite done yet". you nodded bitting your bottom lip to suppress a moan. he pressed a kiss to your temple "good girl". he titled your head up "remember, no looking in the mirror and i'll stop"

you nodded and looked up in the mirror seeing your fiancé's hands on your hips making sure your arch stays in place. he smiles as he starts moving in and out again. he smiled down at you as your pussy clenched down on his cock "aahh fuc-fuck pretty girl~" kenma said laying his slender fingers around your clit rubbing the sensitive bud.

"ready to cum pretty girl?" kenma said in the most raspy, hot, fuckable voice ever. you nodded still looking in the mirror "he-hey ken, can you cum inside me tonight?" you moaned out as kenma dipped his head down "why of course pretty girl" he said as he rutted his hips against yours once more throwing you over the edge

"cu-cumming" you stuttered out as kenma smiled at you. he pulled out after he was done coming. "what hoodie do you want tonight?" kenma asked pulling your panties back on. "the kozuken one, from the new merch line please" you said as kenma slipped you under the covers

"new merch line hoodie okay" he pressed a small kiss to your temple. he said walking to the closet and coming out with a hoodie in hand. boxers and a sweatshirt on as well. he pulled the hoodie over your head and helped your arms through the holes. "there we go pretty girl"

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[mooshywrites]

Echoes of Love and Loss ~ Pt 2

Fem!Reader x Halsin

Masterlist

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A/N - this one’s dedicated to patch six ~ thank you for finally letting me follow my Druid into the wilderness forever <3

Word count - 4.7K

Warnings - MDNI, NSFW, Smut, porn with plot, dom!Halsin, possessiveness, growly unrestrained/rough, fingering, penetrative sex, size kink, breeding kink if you squint really hard, eventual pregnancy, just overall degeneracy

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“I promise you, when tonight is over, you will have no doubts of who you belong to”

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Halsin’s words bounced around in your head as he stared down at you possessively. Heat began to pool in your lower stomach and yet you felt frozen in place. You wanted nothing more than to pull the Druid into a bruising kiss but his stare had you pinned down, waiting for his movement.

As if his resolve had broken, Halsin growled, leaning down to catch you in a smoldering kiss. His lips molded against yours in a blaze of heat, swallowing your sounds of pleasure.

Your skin felt alight, your every sense tuned in to Halisn’s form caging you. His hand rested against your hip, his other arm supporting his weight next to you. Your hips shifted, subconsciously craving a friction you couldn’t get from a mere kiss. Halsin groaned, his grip on your side tightening.

“Don’t tease me, my heart.” He warned quietly, interrupting any response with another kiss.

You were never much one for following rules.

You strained your hips harder, finally grinding against Halsin’s hardening member. You stopped short as realization hit you.

He was massive.

Your lust addled mind tried to catch up with the thought, an internal war playing out on whether you’d even be able to take a cock that massive. As if sensing your thoughts, Halsin chuckled lowly, his lips kissing a small trail down to your jaw.

“I told you not to tease me.” He murmured, his teeth grazing devilishly light over your skin.

“You’re huge.” You responded absentmindedly, still wondering if even healing magic would be able to save your poor cunt after tonight.

“And you’re mine.” He growled, dipping his hips down against you in a small thrust.

His words sent a jolt of arousal coursing through your entire being, leaving you breathless and burning for more. When he pulled back to see your reaction, you could see that Halsin's eyes were filled with an intensity that left no room for denial, no room for doubting his claim.

You craved him, desired him, needed him in a way that bordered on insanity. A part of you knew that you were falling too fast, that your mind was clouding too quickly to hold on to any semblance of logic, but the other part of you couldn't care less. All that mattered was the primal hunger that consumed you in that moment.

As Halsin dipped down and continued to kiss down your neck, you reached down and grasped his erection through his clothes. You simply needed a confirmation on what you felt before, to gauge whether or not you’d be able to walk in the morning. The thickness and length of it sent shivers down your spine, heightening your need for him even more. You squeezed experimentally, feeling the pulsating weight in your hand.

He let out a low growl, his hips bucking into your hand and lips trailing up to trace your ear lobe. "I warned you, my heart," he rasped. "Not to tease."

You couldn't help but giggle nervously, the deep, husky sound had sent shivers down your spine. "I think I like the consequences, Druid."

With that, you released him, allowing him to resume his seductive descent down your neck. Your hands found their way to his chest, feeling the hard planes of muscle rippling beneath your touch. You wanted to pull him closer, to feel his body against yours, but Halsin had other plans.

He pulled back, eyes locked with yours in a fierce stare that left no doubt of his intentions. “Tonight, I'll claim you as my own. I will know you inside and out, and there will be no denying the bond between us.”

You might’ve been taken aback at the statement if it had not made your chest blaze with need. The cool grass under you felt miles away, the heat blazing between the two of you radiating outwards. Halsin’s hands slipped under the hem of your shirt, his gaze softened questioningly.

“May I?” He murmured.

Your heart raced, a whirlwind of emotions inside you. The desire, the need, the raw hunger for this man overwhelmed you. You nodded, barely able to speak.

“Yes.” You whispered.

Halsin's hands brushed against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. He slowly pulled up your shirt, revealing your smooth skin to his curious gaze. Gently, he trailed his fingers along your sides, causing you to shiver again.

“You are mine,” he whispered, more to himself than to you, his voice low and filled with awe. His hands continued to explore, his touch feather-light as he traced the curve of your hips, the arch of your back, the delicate swell of your breasts.

You reached up, your fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. His lips found yours again, tasting and exploring, promising a deep connection that went beyond the physical. He growled against your lips, pulling your waist tightly against him. The straps and buckles of his clothes brushed against your bare skin, erupting your arms in goosebumps.

Halsin began to kiss a trail down your neck and collarbone, his teeth gently grazing the soft skin of your breast. You fought the urge to tug his hair, to pull the Druid where you wanted him. You stayed a still as you could, watching as his lips neared your nipple.

His breath whispered across the pebbled mound, teasingly pausing any other contact. You knew this was probably some sort of punishment from your own earlier taunting. You arched your back, trying to catch more friction from his mouth, but he only pulled away with a low chuckle, looking back up at you with a smirk.

“Patience, my heart,” he murmured, a glint in his eyes. “I promise you will feel every inch of me soon enough.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, a mix of anticipation and hesitence. But it was the anticipation that won out, and you let out a shaky sigh, your hands reaching for his shirt.

You felt all too bare before him. At least that’s what you tried to tell yourself, but deep down you knew you just wanted his skin against yours.

With another smirk, he pulled away, undoing the buttons swiftly and tossing the shirt aside. His chest was a sight to behold - tanned, muscled, and terrifyingly handsome. You reached up again, running your fingers along his abdomen, feeling the waves of muscle shift beneath your touch.

“I can't wait any longer,” you whispered, your voice thick with desire.

He looked down at you, a fierce look in his eyes. “My apologies, then.”

Without another word, he leaned forward, catching your nipple between his teeth. His other hand slipped up to palm the other breast, his calloused skin pulling deliciously against the soft swell.

You moaned, arching your back in response to his touch, his teeth and fingers sending shocks of pleasure coursing through your body. You felt his erection pressing against your core, hard and insistent. A part of you wanted to take him inside you right now, to feel his heat and power deep within you. But another part of you craved to savor every moment, to savor every touch and every taste.

You let out a breathy moan and Halsin growled in response, the sound deeply reverberating in his chest. His grip on your hips tightened as he ground his erection against you. You hadn’t noticed his free hand had left your side and began to snake down your stomach, much too preoccupied with how the Druid tasted. It wasn’t until his buckles brushed against your clothed cunt that your mind short circuited.

Your hips bucked against his touch, earning a low chuckle from Halsin. He hooked his other hand through the ties of your pants, undoing them easily. You took in a shaky breath as he pushed them down, the only barrier between his hand and you being the thing material of your underwear.

His eyes flitted back up to meet your own, his pupils blown out with lust. Holding your gaze, he ran his fingertips along your core again, depriving you of desperately needed friction.

“Please,” you whimpered, your voice thick with need.

Halsin smirked, his eyes gleaming with wicked delight. He dipped his head downward, his hair brushing against your skin as he filled your senses with the warm scent of his body. His lips left small chaste kisses against your jaw as his fingers began to move. He traced the folds of your sex with his fingers, sending shivers of anticipation through you.

You were about to plead again when he surprised you with a bold indulgence.

His thumb found your clit with a firm touch, circling it in a slow, deliberate motion over the cloth that left you gasping for air. Your hips bucked instinctively, meeting his touch with a fervor that had been building within you for far too long.

Your mind was quickly fogging over, every sense overwhelmed by the sensation you finally craved. Fingertips continued to tease, exploring every inch of you and driving you wild with lust.

“You’re mine.” He murmured, his voice a low reminder. “Say it.”

“I’m yours.” You breathed, the words shaky but honest. The thought of his heightening possessiveness sent a chill down your spine, your body wanting to submit in every way.

Your fingertips threaded their way back through his hair, tugging softly as his hand moved against you.

“You’re so wet, my heart.” Halsin teased. “So wet for me.”

You whined impatiently, wanting to feel more of him. He relented, pushing your underwear to the side slightly. You inhaled a sharp gasp at the shock of cool air, quickly choking out a moan when Halsin’s rough finger rubbed through your folds.

Halsin groaned appreciatively, gathering your wetness across his fingertips. His touch dragged up and down teasingly slow, never quite adding enough pressure to please your lust.

You squirmed under him, desperately seeking something to fill your heated core. Halsin’s red hot gaze watched you shift, his jaw clenched tightly as if he was trying to hold himself back. Like he wanted to watch you come undone before he took any pleasure of his own.

“Halsin, please.” You begged again.

“Please what, my heart?” He cooed, his hand beginning to rub figure eights around where you needed him most.

“You know what.” You whined impatiently, your chest rising and falling in heavy breaths.

“Say it.” He demanded, his voice low and tinged with the ever growing possessiveness.

“Put it inside.” You whimpered, a blush rising in your cheeks at the crassness of your request.

“Put what inside, my heart?” He taunted, his breath tickling the shell of your ear. “My finger? My tongue? My cock?”

You couldn’t’t help but moan, the thought of any of the three rendering you mute.

Halsin chuckled, finally giving you some semblance of relief as his middle finger delved between your folds.

He slid it in, slow and deep, stretching you with a firmness had you shaking. Your hips bucked involuntarily as it filled you, the sensation of his finger pressing against where you desired him most bringing forth an immediate and intense pleasure.

He curled his finger inside you, seeking for the exact spot that would have you crying out his name. The pressure and friction was unlike anything you had ever felt before, and you screamed as waves of pleasure washed over you.

His lips brushed against your sensitive skin, his teeth grazed your neck, and you could feel your body trembling. Even with the smallest of touches, you felt close to your breaking point. A heated wire already coiling in your lower stomach.

The finger that filled you began to move, pushing in and out with a rhythm that felt almost like a dance. Your breaths quickened, your moans turning into gasping cries as he continued to delve deep inside.

Halsin watched your reactions with parted lips, looking at you like you were the most intoxicating thing you had ever seen.

“Oak Father, preserve me, you’re so tight.” He whispered lowly. “Going to have to loosen you if I’m to fit within these walls.”

Your body convulsed under his touch, writhing in the pleasure that consumed you. You couldn't stop yourself from coming, your climax building in intensity until at last you cried out for him. Your body shook violently, every muscle locked tight as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over you.

“Oh, Gods,” you gasped, your eyes fluttering closed as you felt yourself come undone.

Halsin watched you intensely, his eyes burning with both desire and possessiveness. He couldn't help but chuckle a little at your state, knowing full well how utterly unprepared your body was for the next step.

As the aftershocks of your orgasm faded, he withdrew his finger from you, savoring the sound of your ragged breathing.

”That was just the beginning, my heart,” he murmured, already shifting his movements down.

He kissed down your chest as you tried to regain control of your breathing, nipping at the swell of your breast along the way. You couldn’t begin to put two thoughts together, let alone recognize his intentions as he settled his shoulders between your legs.

When you were finally able to regain a conscious thought, you glanced down at where the Druid was now laying. You felt your cheeks grow hot as you saw the way he was looking at your glistening core. Like it was the sweetest thing he had ever seen and that he needed to devour it.

You clenched your thighs together, self conscious of how bare you were before him. He only growled, wrapping his hands around your legs to pull them back apart.

“Do not hide from me. You are mine, my heart. Every inch of you.” He growled.

“It’s too soon, I can’t-“ You started, your sentence quickly ripped away from you as Halsin connected his lips with your swollen clit.

You yelped out a moan, your hips jerking as much as they could under Halsin’s firm grip.

The sensation was unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. It was intense, shockingly intimate, and undeniably pleasurable. Your whole body seemed to be on fire, overwhelmed by the orgasm you had moments ago and still fighting to feel more.

Halsin's mouth was everywhere, his lips dancing over your most sensitive spots, coaxing every ounce of pleasure from you. His tongue alternated between rubbing circles across the nub of nerves and dipping ever so slightly in your clenching core. You felt the beginnings of another orgasm building, your body trembling and your breaths growing ragged as he continued his assault on your cunt.

You tried to stifle your cries with your free hand, but Halsin simply smirked and captured your wrist, holding it upright. He desired to hear your pleas and gasps, desired the sound of your submission. He wanted anyone in a ten mile radius to hear how much you belonged to him.

Your mind was already spinning with desire and need, but Halsin's possessive words only served to fuel the fire within you.

“Come again for me,” He growled against you while still devouring your dripping core. “Come on my tongue.”

Your climax was a storm within you, building to a crescendo and then crashing down with a violence that shook your entire body. You screamed out his name, your voice a ragged, pleading cry. Halsin's grip on your legs tightened, and your hips bucked wildly against his mouth as your pleasure reached its peak.

As your climax subsided, you collapsed back onto the grass, your body limp and utterly spent. You rested your hand upon Halsin's hair, feeling its softness beneath your fingers as your breaths slowly evened out.

Halsin kissed your inner thighs, softly biting at the tender skin, causing you to let out a breathy sigh. He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire and satisfaction.

“See how your body still craves me, my heart?” He murmured, gripping your thighs possessively. “How it knows who it belongs to.”

He released your thighs, and you watched as he crawled back up your body, his eyes never leaving yours. The possessive heat within them sent shivers down your spine.

“I take,” he murmured, his lips brushing against the hollow of your throat, “great pleasure in claiming you.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, the words causing an inferno of desire to ignite within you anew. You felt as if your body couldn’t take any more pleasure, and yet his breath against your skin had your mind completely and utterly clouded with lust.

“Halsin.” You whined, your voice barely above a whisper, “It’s all too much. I don’t think I can take any more.” You reached out, tracing the lines of his face with your fingers, watching his eyes darken as you did.

"I think you can," he replied, his tone deep and sultry. "Your cunt still grinds against me even now."

You shuddered at his words, feeling how your body responded to the truth in what he said. Halsin's lips found yours once more, his kiss slow and deliberate. His hands roamed over your body, caressing every inch of your skin, as if he was mapping out every detail.

“As much as I want to spend the night seeing how much you can really take.” He whispered in a low growl, “I need to be inside you more.”

His words sent a fresh wave of heat through you, leaving you breathless. He pulled away for a moment, undoing the ties to his own pants and pushing them down.

You fought the urge to drop your jaw when you finally saw his impressive member, standing proudly against his stomach. The veins bulged along its length, pulsing with need. The tip was swollen and glistening with pre-cum, promising pleasure and very probably a bit of pain beyond your wildest dreams.

Your heart raced and your breath caught in your throat as you imagined the sounds he would make when you finally took him. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.

“Are you ready for me, my heart?” Halsin asked, his eyes searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath, trying to gather your emotions. Your heart was racing, and you were so incredibly nervous. Could you really take him?

You needed him desperately.

You nodded, pulling him in for a gentle and meaningful kiss.

“Fill me with your seed and make me yours.” You whispered, wondering if you could use his possessiveness to make him as desperate as you felt.

A growl ripped through his throat as soon as he heard the words, his hips notching against your own quickly.

“With pleasure.” He groaned, lining his thick length up with your entrance. You could feel the head of his cock pressing against your sensitive opening, anticipation and arousal burning through your veins.

As he pushed gently, you felt the edges of your lips stretching and resisting, but then suddenly, you were filled, your body accommodating him with astonishing speed.

A wave of pleasure washed over you, aided with a slight burn from his sheer size, intense and all-consuming. You gasped out loud at the sensation, your head spinning. He was inside you, flush to the hilt, and it was unlike anything you'd ever experienced.

Hasin's eyes gleamed triumphantly as you adjusted to the stretch, relishing in the way your body clenched around him. You could feel his erection throbbing inside you, and it made you moan in pure, unadulterated pleasure.

“Oak Father, preserve me. You feel so good, my heart," he rasped, his face scrunched in a way that almost seemed like he was in pain.

You could see the struggle in his expression, but also the sheer lust in his eyes. This was what he wanted, and now he had it.

“You're so tight,” he groaned, sliding in and out of you slowly at first, letting you adjust to his size.

Your inner walls gripped him, trying to pull him closer, as if your body understood how perfect the two of you were together. You felt truly complete, wrapped around him.

“I can't believe how good you feel,” he panted, his voice raw with desire.

You threw your head back, arching your hips to meet his thrusts. You could feel the sweat dripping down your naked body, mingling with the moisture between your legs. You didn't care about the mess, all that mattered was the pleasure coursing through your veins.

“Harder,” you whimpered, knowing you could take more. He groaned, his hips slapped against your thighs, driving into you with a fervor that left you breathless. You felt like you were on fire, the pleasure a raging inferno that threatened to consume you whole.

You could barely form coherent thoughts, but your body was responding to every thrust, every touch, every switch of his hips. You were at his mercy, at his whim, and you loved it.

Halsin's eyes were dark with lust, his features contorted with the effort it took to control himself. It was a sight to behold, and it made your heart race with even more desire.

“You like this, don't you?” he growled, his voice a smoky whisper in your ear. “You like being taken like this?”

“Yes,” you gasped, clawing at his back, lost in the sensation of his thrusts. “Yes please, Halsin!”

With the whine in your moans, he seemed to draw more power from your need, his hips pistoning harder and faster within you. He grunted with effort, sweat pouring from his brow as he drove into you, his mouth finding your breast, suckling a purple mark fiercely from the sensitive flesh.

You could feel your climax approaching, a wave of pleasure building within you like a storm, threatening to drown you in its intensity. You wrapped your legs tighter around Halsin's waist, digging your nails into his back, urging him on, begging for more.

Your body clenched around him, muscles tightening and releasing in a rhythm that matched the pounding of your heart. You cried out in pleasure, your voice hoarse with need as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over you. Halsin roared, his own climax building within him, finally releasing with a fierce cry as he buried himself deep within you.

You collapsed beneath him, your breath coming in ragged pants. Your body trembled as the aftershocks of your intense orgasm still coursed through you. Halsin's weight pressed into you, his face buried in your neck, his breath coming in short, harsh gasps.

His cock twitched inside you, still pulsing with life, and you felt a new wave of warmth seep into you, his seed filling you completely.

You lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, hearts pounding in sync, bodies still shuddering with the remnants of the powerful orgasm that had just taken you both to new heights. Your minds were filled with a haze of pleasure and love, your bodies still connected, as if Halsin's seed had somehow melded you together.

As your breathing slowly returned to normal, you turned your head to look into Halsin's eyes. They were dark with the remnants of desire, but also filled with a love that made your heart ache. You could see the raw vulnerability in his gaze, a side of him that you had never seen before. It made you love him even more.

“You're mine now,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion.

You smiled, running your fingers through his hair as you looked into his eyes. “I'm yours.”

Halsin leaned down, his lips finding yours in a tenderness that was just as passionate as the desire that had consumed you both. You felt his seed begin to seep out of you, a silent reminder of the bond that you now shared.

As you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that this night would be etched in your memories for the rest of your life

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The next morning was a blur of events. Waking up in Halsin’s arms, the Druid snoring softly beside you. Your companion’s expressions when you and your Druid made the walk of shame back to Last Light Inn. Shadowheart’s relentless questions about what all had happened between the two of you.

Apparently, everyone had been either too drunk or too tired to hear what you had gotten up to during the night. You were happy to know no one had heard your cries of pleasure, but you smiled at the thought that Halsin had probably wanted the opposite.

Both you and Halsin played coy to all of the questioning, you ,in particularly, were not quite ready to admit how hard you had fallen for the man. Or rather, not quite ready to face all of the teasing you would probably get from a select group of people in your party.

You knew the extent of your relationship with Halsin would probably have to be a deeper discussion, one that would need to wait for when the world was a little safer. For now, his confession the night before was enough.

So, you just brushed off any comments, helping pack up everything so you could resume on your path to Baldur’s Gate.

Wyll assured everyone that the road to Wyrm’s crossing wouldn’t take more than a couple of weeks, but that ended up being a massive stretch. There were still monsters to fight along the way and a slowed journey halfway through when Gale got hit with a particularly nasty injury.

You quite enjoyed the road taking a bit longer though, you were growing closer with Halsin and you felt like a lovesick teenager again. You felt shy whenever you were around him, just a smile could have you turn into a blushing mess. Every once in a while, you would have a glimpse of reminder of the night you two shared, and you’d have to choke back a reaction.

The changes in your demeanor weren’t lost on your companions, however. Shadowheart especially. She seemed to be the most perceptive when it came to the shift in your mood. Or perhaps she was just the one bold enough to ask you about it.

Constantly.

Every day.

Your only theory was that she could read your mind due to the tadpole, there was no other explanation for how she seemed to know exactly what you were thinking about. Every time you grinned to yourself, you’d be met by a quizzical raised eyebrow from the woman.

It was hard to pay too much attention to, though. There was something else at the forefront of your mind. It had been almost four weeks since you had departed Last Light Inn, and you realized you were beginning to feel exhausted from the journey. It was like you had completely spent all of your energy before it was even lunch.

You were worried you might have caught something, a sickness that would render you useless in a fight. the symptoms didn’t seem to be getting that much worse, but they were a constant source of struggle.

Shadowheart, of course, noticed the difference in your mood immediately. It took a few days of you avoiding the subject before she finally cornered one morning in camp to ‘check’ on you.

“What’s wrong with you?” She asked plainly.

You snorted out a laugh at her bluntness, brushing her off easily. “I’m just tired. Maybe saving the world is starting to catch up with me.”

“You’re lying.” She accused, her eyes narrowing.

“I’m not!” You protested, taking a step back from her interrogation stance. “I think it’s just a cold. I’ve had an upset stomach as well, so perhaps Gale’s cooking finally did me in.”

“Let me at least try to heal you then.” She offered, resting a gentle hand against your arm. “You can’t go on ‘saving the world’ if you aren’t feeling well, can you?”

“I suppose not.” You sighed, sitting in the opening of your tent.

You patted the ground next to you, offering her a place on the cloth alongside you. Shadowheart sunk to the ground gracefully before taking your hand in her own.

“I don’t know how well I can mend a cold, but I can at least try.” She murmured, shutting her eyes in concentration.

A soft green light began to glow at her fingertips, warming your skin where she held you. Your stomach began to stir uncomfortably and you could only imagine it was the healing magic taking care of whatever had ailed you. You felt an itch at the corner of your mind, something that wasn’t unusual after the Tadpole had infected your brain. Absentmindedly, you wondered if it was Shadowheart prodding your mind for answers you hadn’t given. You looked over at her, wondering if you could tell by her expression that she was meddling through your thoughts.

Shadowheart's face was twisted in a mix of emotions before her spell abruptly ended.

“Did it work?” You asked slowly, feeling the tension in the air.

She didn't answer, instead placing her hand on your stomach with a sudden urgency.

“What are you doing?” You protested, but she covered your mouth with her hand.

As she looked up at you, fear and uncertainty flashed in her eyes.

“Tav...”

“I think you might be pregnant."

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Part 3

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[astarionapologist]

My head too is full of bg3 so I'm gonna go ahead and suggest/ request a Halsin x female Tav fic, smut is very welcome hehe :)

Also I'm of the opinion that this man definitely has a breeding kink so if that's something you would write, I'd be really happy about it ^^

Have nice day :)))

OHHH FUCK YEAH DADDY HALSIN ‼️‼️

but no seriously he’s such a big sweetie pie I love him sm

Warning 18+ minors please don't interact!

Includes breeding kink and biting and soft horny Halsin

Nature’s embrace: Halsin x reader

After you finally arrive to baulder’s Gate your next mission is the most important one yet! It’s time to go find a nice spot to set up camp. Exhausted and tired of walking Astarion begs you to take a break! Stay at a tavern for a bit! Stay under some shady buildings! Hells under some trees maybe! Point is he’s done for the day and is begging you along with the rest of the group to agree with him for break. In which you all decide to rent out a room for a couple nights in the Elfsong tavern.

After unpacking and changing out of your armor into more casual clothes your realized how starved you were after such a long journey here. Little did you sense the tall rugged elf was beside you.

“Hungry aren’t you?” He says grabbing both your shoulders in an attempt to scare you.

You let out a shriek and push him away from you unaware of who it truly was.

“GAH HALSIN- you can’t do that to people!” You huffed

“I’m sorry little dove, I couldn't resist, and I overheard the growl of your stomach. It seems you're in need of your next meal. Would you care to join me downstairs? I wouldn't mind covering the expenses, of course."

“Oh? Sure that sounds great thank you! I’m starving! I need to get my hands on something to eat soon or I’ll go crazy” You said slightly daydreaming of all the tasty food you smelled walking past the kitchen to the rooms upstair.

“Me too” Halsin whispered under his breath as his eyes traced the outline of your body.

Your cheeks blushed as you overheard this but since he wanted to be quite the jokester earlier you decided to pay him back~

“What was that? You said as you looked up at him purposely with big doe eyes

“"Oh, uh, me too. I find myself quite starved. To uphold our strengths, we should venture forth and procure something to eat, don't you think?” He said with a hint of panic in his voice

He lets out a small sigh “Let us be on our way”

The two of you head down stairs and sit down at the bar table. You order a bowl of mushroom stew with a wine to complement the mushrooms undertones. Halsin unsurprisingly orders a large juicy steak with a heaping pile of steamed vegetables on the side. Along with you he decides to order a glass of wine. Enjoying each others company you finish your dinner together and decide to head back upstairs. However almost everyone was already asleep in their sections of the floor.

“Ahhh it is getting late little dove, you should go and get some rest. We can always chat more some other time.”

You would be foolish to deny the small trace of sadness that lurched in your heart as he spoke. Unfortunately, your eyes held a bit of sadness that the old Druid could easily detect.

“Oh dove but please don’t worry, I promise we can spend more time together just the two of us eventually if that’s something you’d enjoy?”

You look up at him and give him a small smile and nod.

“Yes I would love that, your company is more than wanted.”

He smirks a little and smiles back. The two of you walk back upstairs to call it a night after enjoying your evening together. Finally, in the comfort of your bed, you slowly drift off to sleep... That is until the middle of the night when you wake up, startled by the sound of commotion near one of the beds beside you. You open you eyes to see Halsin getting ready to leave to who knows where.

“Halsin?….” You whisper at him

“Oh no.” He clears his throat

“My sincerest apologies, I did not mean to wake you from your slumber.”

You get up and sit towards the edge of the bed, you’re a bit groggy still but you decide to ignore it worried your companion is in trouble.

“What is it? Is something wrong? Why are you up so late? You asked in a hushed whisper as you turn on a dim light next to you.

As you look at him, the tall elf blushes, realizing his problem is now more obvious to you. You slowly looked down to see a large tent in his pants. How his crotch looked painfully erect it was almost begging to be attended to.

“Ah… I see…”

“I’m so sorry- it’s just the city is so stressful and I’m having trouble adjusting… not to mention how you-..” He stops talking and swallows a bit of fear as he realizes he just mentioned you.

“How I?” you blush a bit already knowing what he means. Unsurprising enough, Halsin and you have always had a habbit of giving each other bedroom eyes from time to time. You've always noticed how often he’d look at you, especially how his eyes would stare at your ass and thighs. However you both never really acted on anything, you were always too busy on the mission at hand….that is until now.

He sighs “Please you tease me enough as is…. The way your hips sway as you walk… your deep and longing stares….it all drives me mad.”

He turns away from you and says, “I never wanted to do or say something because I thought the timing was always off... And I understand if you wish to ignore me now. I am sorry for disturbing your rest.”

You get up from your bed and hug him from behind.

“Halsin… please don't leave, I would love to be able to spend the night with you… if you’d allow me?”

He chuckles “If i’d allow you?”

He grabs you by the wrist and twirls you to face him. Then he quickly picks you up carries you on one of his shoulders.

“I hope this will suffice as an answer.” He says with a light growl

He takes you to more secluded part of the floor away from any of your companions. He carefully plops you onto a large bed and begins undressing himself. When he’s finished he carefully picks you up yet again and plops you down on his lap.

He looks deeply into your eyes as his hands graze the first button on your shirt. You carefully nod and take a deep breath as he takes no time to undo all the buttons of your shirt. Luckily for Halsin you typically always sleep in your dress shirt and nothing else.

His eyes lit up as he saw the perkiness of your breast appear from underneath your shirt. Without wasting time he takes one into his hand and plays with it while taking the other one into his mouth. He swirls his tongue over your sensitive nibble slightly grazing it with his teeth. This earns a slight low moan from you as you wrap your arms around his shoulder.

He releases your breast from his mouth and kisses you deeply and hungrily. He grabs you by the hips and ass and slowly begins to move you across his large muscular thigh.

“Ha-… halsin.. please I need more,” you say as you grind needily on his thigh.

“You’re not ready, I don’t want to hurt you little dove” he says while kissing your cheek

He then slowly moves you off his thigh just enough for him to stick two fingers inside you. You gasp and hold onto him tighter as he slowly pumps his fingers into your soaking wet cunt.

He uses his other hands to spin small light circles around your clint and begins to speed up his fingers as he continues to pump them inside of you. By now yours seeing stars as you tilt your head back breathing deeply as you feel the druids fingers deep inside you. He can tell you’re close by the way you begin to tense up around him. He curls his fingers making sure to rub you sweet spot of yours to allow him to hear the wonder sounds you make as you come undone around his fingers.

You take a deep shaky breath and looked back into his eyes.

Gods. He thinks to himself, he could have easily finished just watching you come undone by just his fingers alone.

He flips the two of you over so that you’re now underneath him. You moan as you feel his tip rub against your hole.

“Are you ready? I don’t want to hurt you.” He says attempting to suppress how needy he truly is.

“Oh god yes, please hurry! We’ve both waited long enough.” You begged

He carefully slides in slowly so you can take your time adjusting around him. With a small hiss, he bottoms out and is completely inside you. He pauses for a moment kissing your forehead before he slowly begins to move. A slow yet deep pace was set as the druid gripped your hips hard as to not lose control.

You bite his neck in order to keep quiet, yes your other companions are sound asleep and unable to see the sinful acts that are taking place however you still attempt to keep quiet. The sound of skin slapping slowly starts to get louder as Halsin begins to speed up. You look up and make eye contact with him, his eyes are glowing a beautiful shade of gold.

“You drive me wild little dove…. I want to fill you up so badly.” Halsin grunts as he continues to pound deep into you.

“I want to see you squirm underneath me full of my cum…. I want…. Nothing more than to see that.” He huffs and growls out the last part.

“Fuck Halsin… I need you, I need to feel all of you, I need to be filled with you.” You say in between gasps

You’re both extremely close, he grunts as he feels how you quiver and shake around his angry and sensitive cock. He grips your hips tighter and begins to pick up the pace, lifting one of you legs up in the process. You let out a whine as you feel yourself getting closer and closer. Then suddenly a heavy feeling of pleasure consumes your body. You shake and grip his body as he continues to pound his way through your orgasm. When a deep and heavy grunt he finished deep within your cunt, making sure to get every drop deep within you. He pulls out and collapses next to your exhausted figure.

He pulls you in tightly to his chest and kisses your forehead before gently rubbing circles on your back. You slowly drift off to sleep as you hear him quietly say

“Goodnight my little dove”

HOLY FUCK I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS

like always I did not proof read 👆but I still hope you enjoy, sorry if this was a little rough it’s my first time writing smut.

[t0yac1d]

i was wondering if u wrote for any of the euphoria characters u said u write for any fandom so im wondering if euphoria is one of them and if it is could u do a friends with benefits fic for either elliot or maddy pls! if not then pls ignore this! i hope everything is going well!

Friends with Benefits (M.Perez x F!Reader)

Warnings: Smut, fingering, thigh humping, oral, face sitting, pet names, praise

Notes: Of course I write for Euphoria Maddy's one of my favorite characters although I love Elliot I gotta write for my girl especially since she's played by Alexa Demie.

Word Count: 1,638

If I'm being honest, the relationship happens so naturally that the two of you didn't give it a second thought or talk about it. You like being Maddy's friend. The two of you get along so well that you do anything together. And you guys are just so close and comfortable, you guys cuddle, do each other's hair, give each other pecks on the cheek, change in front of each other, even letting Maddy straddle you as she does your makeup or your eyebrows. You guys are just the best of friends and you love that.

But you can't deny any of the feelings you have for her. She just reels you in with her personality and obviously her looks. She's an honest person, she keeps everything real and speaks nothing but the truth. But you can't stop the dirty and vulgar thoughts every time she bends over. You can't stop the way your body reacts when you guys are cuddled up and you feel her body press up against you and her leg wrapping around your waist.

I mean yeah, it's embarrassing and you'd feel guilty for thinking of your friend in such a dirty way. You feel guilty for staring too long when watching her change into some more comfortable clothes before your girl's night begins. The night starts off with Maddy straddling you and doing her makeup look on your face so you two could match and take a couple of pictures. But this time it was different, at least it felt different. She did her usual routine on you, cleaning your face and putting some moisturizer on you. But it felt like her goal wasn't to do your makeup.

Maddy, very subtly, grinded against your thigh. You didn't notice anything until you slightly moved the leg that was under her. She stifled a moan and acted as if nothing happened. Your eyes were closed, enjoying the moment between the two of you but it was hard to keep them closed when Maddy continuously rubbed herself against you. You tested the waters, moving your hands up her hips and moving your leg against her.

She placed her brush, which didn't have anything on it, down on her bed. Placing her hands beside your head. "Sorry.." she whispered, causing you to smile and open your eyes, looking up at her, "Don't apologize, lemme help you."

She hesitated, she could just get off of you right now and hope to calm herself down. But before she could decide what to do you move her hips, and she feels dizzy at the way you're looking up at her, maintaining eye contact as your grip on her hip tightens. "Please, mami?" you ask.

She thinks it's a joke. Maybe she's meant to laugh and tell you that friends don't do all that. But in all honesty, she's been feeling so needy and her pussy is just soaking and begging to be touched right now. "You want to? You don't have to just because I'm acting like this."

"Yeah, plus its been a while since I've done anything. Kinda craving it." you chuckle. Maddy nods her head and smiles before her lips form an 'o'. You're moving your leg against her and the friction is driving her insane. She leans her head down in the crook of your neck, whimpering and moaning in your ear turning you on. It doesn't take long for her movement to quicken and for her to cum in her shorts. She loved that, it's so nice with you, especially how gentle you were with her.

She already likes you, and now she just got off from riding your thigh, maybe she'll get a chance to get eaten out by you or maybe even fingered. Fuck, she wants a lot from you now.

She barely even caught her breath from her orgasm before you suggested something.

"You think I could eat you out too?"

That's how she ended up on your face, her fingers in your hair and her hips bucking against your nose. Your chin drenched in her juices and your saliva. You're eating her out as if you were starving. She's trembling and whining your name as she cums and shakes for a second time.

Neither of you needed to mention anything, with just one look and a kiss you guys agreed to become friends-with-benefits. It's perfect for the two of you, you really like her, being friends with her, and you like to fuck so it's a win win for you guys.

Three days go by and Maddy is pulling you from your friend group and to an empty classroom. She's so riled up and clearly upset from something, or someone. You ask her what happened while kissing her neck and pulling her skirt up. She goes on a rant about something having to do with Cassie and Nate. You give her a "Mhm.." while pushing her panties to the side, and sliding a finger up and down her folds.

"Then while I was at her house- shit..Rue comes in and.." she trails off, eyes rolling back as she forgets her train of thought. "What happened when Rue came in, baby?"

"Um..C-Cassie said some nice things like..telling her to hah take her time with recovery..a-and.." she can't concentrate when your fingers are moving in and out of her pussy. "I'm listening."

"Rue asked her how long she's been fucking Nate..and turns out they've been fuck- fucking for a while." she chuckled, hands gripping your shoulders as her leg rested on your hip. You worked your fingers in and out of her, curling and hitting that one spot that makes her eyes roll back. Her moans grew louder as her orgasm approached, you used your free hand to cup her face and pull her in for a kiss, muffling her moans.

Her hips bucked against your hand, her clit getting some friction as she came in your palm. "Well, it's a good thing you don't have to worry about him anymore. Right?" you smiled, pulling her close and allowing her to catch her breath.

The two of you start experimenting more. Trying all of the things Nate never wanted to do with her. Learning and exploring more of each other's bodies. The best part is that there aren't any secrets between you. You're best friends after all, you tell each other everything, and do everything.

Maddy mentions how Nate, or any guy she's been with hasn't treated her as good nor have they treated her good in bed when you have her on your face as you eat her out for a whole hour. And it makes your heart flutter to see her so happy all because of you!

The whole friends-with-benefits thing feels so easy and natural. Maddy finds you, whether it be in the halls or your house, she tells you what got her so stressed or upset, and you fuck her right there against the wall or door and afterward on your bed or on a desk. And you won't stop until she squirts and cums all over you, becoming a mess under you.

The two of you cuddle for a movie marathon, and your hand just so casually and naturally slips into Maddy's shorts, rubbing circles around her clit while her hand slips into your pants as she slips two of her pretty fingers in. The movie long forgotten as you guys focus on cumming rather than the ending of the movie.

When you're stressed and exhausted from the assignments piling up she slips under your desk and pulls your pants down along with your panties, eating you out and slowly fingering you until you cum all over her fingers. She licks her fingers clean and massages your inner thigh telling you that you'll do fine and that you'll pass the semester.

You guys haven't noticed that you're practically a couple already. The kissing, the dates, the sex, the "I love yous", everything should've given it away as well as the way you guys look at each other and the fact that neither of you seemed interested in dating someone else.

You guys were invited to a party together, which is a normal thing for friends to do. Although, you admit that the way you guys dance with each other now is a bit different than before. But it's perfectly fine, plus neither of you mind if people know that you guys are friends-with-benefits.

Only thing that's new is when she turns to you and kisses you right there in the middle of the floor, and it makes you feel happy that you're the only one she kisses. You can't pull away from her, she's intoxicating, she makes your mind spin and heart flutter.

The only person who really asks about the two of you are Lexi and Kat. They walked into the kitchen and found you pressing Maddy up against the fridge with your tongue down her throat and her hands gripping your shoulders and pulling you closer by the back of your neck.

"What the fuck?!" Kat exclaimed, visibly confused, "You two are dating?" Lexi asked.

"No?" you answered, though it sounded more like a question. "Then what is this?" Kat asked, "We're just friends, duh." Maddy laughed, "Bullshit." Lexi laughed. "We are! We just make out and fuck sometimes."

"Uh huh.."

"Oh shit, you guys are dating?" Rue asked, walking in on the scene. "It was about time, you guys have been practically married since you guys met." she chuckled, filling her red solo cup with more alcohol and leaving, taking Lexi with her, Kat following.

"I didn't know we were married. But I like it, how about you?" you smiled, leaning close to the girl, "I don't mind being married to you." she smiled kissing you.

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Chris Sturniolo pt 11. He was made for the stage ngl

[alltheirdamn]

Crush | Jackson Joel x f!reader

Song inspo: Crush by Ethel Cain

Summary: After sharing a late-night smoke with a stranger, you let him take you home to his place... Rating: 18+ Explicit MDNI Word Count: 3.6k Warnings: pure filth, porn with not a whole lot of plot, cigarettes/smoking, alcohol, flirting, light banter, oral (m & f receiving), deepthroat, rimming, anal play, spanking, rough unprotected piv sex, filthy talk, pet names (sweetheart, good girl), language, creampie, joel is a filthy bitch per usual A/N: If Joel isn't the most Ethel Cain coded man ever written I dont know what else to tell you.

Masterlist | Ko-Fi

“Got any t’spare?” 

The deep, timbre voice jolted you from your peace and quiet. Footsteps crunched on the snow toward you, a tall older man dissolving from the shadows. The gray streaks in his hair shimmered under the twinkling lights that hung over the bar's roof, and you tracked his long, languid steps as they neared your shivering body. As he got closer, you could finally make out the unkempt beard growing on his jaw and neck. It was short and manageable but still messy as if he had no care about his appearance. What struck you silent, though, were his darkened brown eyes. The creases around them softened him in places, but there was a pain that lingered behind his irises that paralyzed you.

Biting your half-smoked cigarette between your teeth, you reached between your jeans and silken underwear to retrieve the hidden carton. Cigarettes were hard to come by in Jackson, and you knew how to keep your share of them a secret. But something about this man made the idea of lying seem dangerous, so you complied.

“Here,” you muttered, inhaling another drag. 

He took the cigarette carefully, his thick fingers barely brushing over yours. Despite the snowfall above you, his hands were warm against your skin. You shuddered as you pulled away to dig your lighter from your back pocket.

You held the flickering flame to the butt of his cigarette, igniting the tobacco until a plume of smoke billowed into the air.

“I ain’t seen you ‘round Jackson ‘fore,” he said, his Southern accent thick and distorted from an inhale of smoke.

You dipped your head, fitting your fingers around the cigarette as you pulled it from your lips. 

“Just got here this weekend,” you huffed. 

“Who y’come here with?” He asked.

“Do you tend to go nosing around someone’s business before introducing yourself?” You smirked. 

“Shit,” he muttered, extending a free hand. “Joel.”

You gave him your name as you wrapped your hand around his. Joel’s fingers squeezed your hand softly before he abandoned your grip and returned to his cigarette. 

“I came by myself,” you finally answered.

He nodded slowly, and you both silently inhaled another pull, the smell of smoke swirling around you. You had gotten used to the tinged smell that followed a drag, the bittersweet ambiance that tended to linger on your clothes and hair. You let your eyes wander over Joel as he squinted up into the sky, the pout of his lips wrapped around the cigarette filter. 

“S’not an easy trip gettin’ here,” he commented. “You’re a lucky lil’ thing.”

His eyes fell to yours as he said the final two words and something about the drop in his voice made you squirm. The tug of his lips told you he knew it, too. You hollowed your cheeks as you sucked in a lung full of smoke, the cherry burning bright as it lit up Joel’s shadowed face. 

“Lucky, huh?” You quipped. “I don’t think it’s luck.”

“Whadaya think it is then?” He asked, tilting his head.

You pinched the cig between your fingers, studying the thin filter as it dwindled closer to the butt. You were already craving another; the stress of traveling had really gotten to you, but you knew you’d need to ration your contraband if you planned on staying in Jackson for a while. You’d already sacrificed one to Joel, which was stupid, but you enjoyed the company of someone who needed it as badly as you did. 

“I think I fought tooth and nail to get here. I learned to survive out there alone, and I did it all without luck.”

“Y’saw some scary shit out there,” he nodded, reading between the lines. “I know it ain’t easy. Did the same thing myself ‘few months ago.”

“You’re here alone, too?” You wondered.

“Came here alone, but I got family here,” he shrugged. “My brother, Tommy, he’s the one runnin’ the town.”

Your eyes widened, taking in the area around you. All the houses, the people walking by, the little bar nestled behind you… it was all because of his brother. 

“Well, when you see him next, you better tell him thank you for me. I’m really grateful to have somewhere to stay.”

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” he grinned. 

A comfortable silence settled over you, and you both alternated between puffs of smoke. Joel glanced at you ever so often, his dark eyes staring intently at your mouth each time. After a while, your cigarette burned less, and you tossed it beneath your feet to extinguish it, the heat of it melting a hole into the snow. 

“Y’know what tastes good with a cigarette?” Joel asked.

“What?”

He dropped the butt of his cigarette to the ground, following your lead and squashing it into the snow. 

“Whiskey,” he said matter of fact. “Got some up at my place if y’wanna come over.”

“I won’t say no to that,” you smiled. “You owe me for the cig anyway.”

Joel’s home was nestled far into the woods at the end of town, its cozy space welcoming and warm. The steps up to the front door were covered in snow, and the front porch was adorned with a wooden rocking chair and table. He opened the door and ushered you inside, the bite of the night chill finally relenting once the door shut.

“Lemme take this,” Joel offered, his hands guiding your winter jacket off and hanging it on a hook by the door. 

You were left standing in just a thermal and jeans, your body shivering as the cocoon of warmth disappeared. He shrugged off his heavy jacket, placing it beside yours. His green flannel stretched against the muscles of his body, and you ogled at him. You would have never guessed that he looked like this under the cover of his jacket. 

“It ain’t polite to stare,” he joked.

You blinked at him, heat crawling up your neck and coloring your face red. 

“Well, you’re not hard on the eyes,” you tossed back, giving him a playful grin.

Now he was blushing, the soft pink tint blooming under the scruff on his cheeks. With a subtle tilt of his head, Joel guided you to his kitchen, and you watched as he searched for a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. It was hard not to fixate on his thick fingers as they dwarfed his mug, nor was it easy to avoid watching the muscles in his neck flex as he swallowed a long sip of the liquor. 

“So, do you make a habit of inviting strangers to your home?” You asked, sipping the whiskey slowly.

“Only the pretty ones with tobacco,” he smirked.

The burn of the liquor down your throat coursed down your chest, warmth spreading into your limbs. Joel’s heavy stare was enough to make warmth bloom in other areas, too, the friction in your jeans becoming a problem that needed fixing. You had spent months all alone on the road trying to make it here, never once giving in to your desperate needs. You barely had the energy to fantasize about a man touching you, and now you were feet away from an opportunity to fulfill your needs.

“Ah, so you’re only interested in what I have to offer.”

You were gunning for a reaction, hoping he’d take the bait. Joel was a stranger; maybe that sentiment was part of the attraction. No strings, no emotions…just someone to fuck and blow off some steam with. 

Joel finished the rest of his drink before stalking toward you, his fingers dancing up your arm. You squirmed at his touch, stepping into his space and letting your chest brush against his. His fingers squeezed your chin, tipping your head back so that you met your eyes. 

“Y’got other things to offer?” He smirked.

“Depends on what you want.”

You grinned at him playfully, grinding your hips against the erection tenting in his pants. Joel exhaled a strangled groan, his fingers tightening around your jaw before traveling down your throat. You gave him a defiant look, arching your neck to allow his large hand to cover the entirety of your neck.

“Think I wanna see ya’ on your knees, sweetheart,” he rasped. “Wanna see those pretty eyes full of tears when y’try to take my cock down this pretty lil’ throat.”

You moaned helplessly, squeezing your thighs together to try and relieve the pressure building inside your core. Joel used his hand around your neck to guide you to your knees, your eyes still obediently staring up at him. 

“God damn, you’re even more beautiful like that,” Joel exhaled.

He worked at his belt, letting go of your throat so that he could use both hands to free his cock. And the moment your eyes caught sight of his thick cock, you understood why he needed both hands. You wet your lips involuntarily, the aspect of trying to fit the girth of him in your mouth igniting a newfound excitement inside you. 

“Stick out your tongue,” he ordered.

You quickly obliged, your jaw dropping open. You could hardly contain the grin tugging at the corners of your open mouth, arousal buzzing through your veins. Joel shoved his pants halfway down his thighs and bent over to meet you at eye level. With a brief grin of mischief, he spit into your open mouth, humming in satisfaction as he eyed the saliva coating your tongue. 

“Mhmm,” he smiled. “Good fuckin’ girl.”

Joel pumped his cock a few times before sliding it over your tongue, the stretch of your mouth around it forcing your jaw sore. You hollowed your cheeks around him, the salty taste of his precum dripping down your throat as you took him deeper. You swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock as it glided further into your mouth, your eyes twinkling as you watched Joel’s head tip back in ecstasy.

“Yeah, just like that, sweetheart.”

You reached a hand up to caress his balls, stroking them in tandem with each bob of your head. Joel nearly buckled over at your soft touch, his hips snapping forward until your nose collided with the wiry hair surrounding his cock. You sputtered violently around him, saliva dripping down your chin while tears sprung from your eyes. 

“There we go,” he grunted. “Lookin’ so pretty chokin’ on my cock. Y’like that?”

He shoved down your throat again, suffocating you with his musky scent and salty taste. You nodded vigorously, your mouth still full of him. Snaking a hand down your pants, you tried to squeeze your fingers between the fabric of your underwear, desperately seeking relief from the ache throbbing harder inside your core. 

Joel tutted at you, ripping his cock from your mouth. You wailed in protest, a string of saliva still webbing from the tip to your mouth. A strong hand gripped your hair, and you stared up at him with swollen lips and lust-blown eyes. 

“Y’gonna offer me a taste of that sweet lil’ pussy now?” Joel asked, quirking a grin.

“Take what you want,” you panted, grinning at him.

Joel didn’t need to be told twice. He hauled you up and walked you toward the empty dining table, slamming your chest down into it hard enough to make you gasp for air. With your nails digging into the wood, Joel worked at ripping your jeans and underwear down your legs, the half-empty carton of cigarettes falling to the ground.

“That’s a cute hidin’ spot,” Joel chuckled.

“I like to keep them safe from strangers.”

“Ain’t done a good job of that tonight.”

Joel’s hand came down with a resounding thwack against your ass, a cry erupting from your lips. The sting of his palm on your skin radiated down your legs, the slick pooling further down your thighs. Jesus Christ, if he didn’t fuck you soon, you might go crazy. 

“God, damn, sweetheart,” Joel exhaled, swiping a finger over your entrance. You jerked at his touch, chasing the pleasure coursing through your body. “Just drippin’ for me, ain’t she? Y’need my cock stretchin’ this tight pussy out?”

“Fuck,” you groaned. “Please, Joel.”

“Got you beggin’ for it already,” Joel laughed. “I think I like you.”

You ached for his cock, but you felt him shift behind you and gasped as his tongue licked a thick stripe up your center. You squirmed as his beard tickled your shivering skin, and your cunt fluttered around his tongue, each flick against your aching clit sending a ripple of tremors down your limbs. The bridge of his nose brushed through the crease between your entrance and tight ring of muscles, and you instinctively flinched away. 

“Y’ever had someone fuck you here?” Joel muttered. 

You wagged your head in protest, and he hummed in approval before his tongue traced around the tight ring. The sensation was so foreign to you, but his mouth on you felt too good to oppose. Back and forth, his tongue lapped up your juices and returned upwards, a consistent rhythm that had you gasping for more. 

“Might have to stretch out this virgin hole if y’let me,” Joel mumbled, his fingers prodding up your inner thighs. 

“Maybe,” you exhaled shakily. 

Joel took your lack of words as an invitation to start annihilating you with his mouth, his lips suctioning over your clit, his tongue pulsating over your sensitive bud. It didn’t take much longer until your orgasm was cresting to the surface, a wail escaping your mouth as your body seized. 

“Fuck, sweetheart,” Joel groaned. “Think this sweet lil’ pussy’s ready for me now?”

You were too blissed out to formulate words correctly, so you only responded with a desperate whine and a slight shimmy of your ass. Joel straightened behind you, lining up with your leaking entrance. The thick head of his cock brushed against your wet folds, pushing in slowly, and you held back a whimper as your body adjusted to the stretch of him bottoming out inside you. 

“Shit,” he gritted through clenched teeth. “Just suckin’ me right in, ain’t you?”

“Feels so fucking good, Joel,” you moaned. 

He drew back his hips, his cock nearly slipping out of you before he drove right back in. The table beneath you creaked, and your core fluttered around the girth of his cock, splitting you open. Joel’s hands groped at the plush skin of your ass, spreading you open for his pleasure. Any other man and you’d be embarrassed by how exposed you were, but for some reason… Joel was driving you insane. 

“Takin’ my cock so well, sweetheart,” Joel praised. 

You keened at his words, each thrust of his cock blinding your vision. Calloused fingers dug into your hips, and the smoky fragrance of his skin evaded your senses as he dipped over your spine, drawing his mouth close to your ear. 

“Wish y’could see the way your pussy wraps around my cock,” Joel teased. “Gonna wreck you ‘til you’re a fucked out mess, sweetheart.”

“Use me,” you panted.

The pent-up desperation from months spent alone was clawing out of your throat; the harder he fucked you, the more you craved it. Joel’s hand wound around your hair, tightening it around his fist until he could pull your neck back. That’s when he really started ramping up the speed. His body slammed against yours, thrust after thrust, turning you into a blubbering mess of jumbled words. 

“Desperate.” Thrust. “Lil.” Thrust. “Thing.” Thrust. 

“Wanna—wanna cum for you, Joel,” you gasped. 

Pain radiated up your neck the tighter he gripped your hair, but you couldn’t give a damn as the orgasm surged through your core. Joel kicked your legs out wider, the angle of his cock spearing into you the deeper he pushed. 

“C’mon, sweetheart,” Joel urged. “Lemme feel this pussy squeeze my cock.”

Hypnotized by his words, your body reacted on cue, a white-hot explosion detonating inside your core. You screamed out his name, your cunt turning into a vice around his cock. Joel choked on his breath, his movements choppy and off-beat as he pounded through your climax. The wet sound of your cunt around his cock was loud enough to echo through the empty house, and Joel exhaled in satisfaction as he reached down to pull one of your legs onto the edge of the table. 

The new position sparked another fury of warmth inside your veins, his rough hand squeezing the underside of your kneecap as he broke you open wider. 

“Gonna fill this tight lil’ hole with my cum,” Joel rasped. “Y’want that, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” you pleaded. 

Wedging your leg higher onto the table, Joel snapped his hips in repetition, carnal groans falling off his lips each time he sunk deeper. You tossed a glance over your shoulder, seeing his face scrunched up in concentration; his eyes were so fixated on his cock slipping in and out of your drenched hole that he didn’t realize you were watching. A muscle in his jaw twitched, and you could feel the sudden surge of tension paralyzing his body. Joel ground out your name as he emptied himself into you, white-hot ropes of release painting your insides. 

“Jesus,” you exhaled, watching his features soften as his eyes fluttered shut. 

Joel’s eyes snapped open, connecting with yours. A grin teased one corner of his mouth, beads of sweat coating the thick mustache covering his upper lip. Gingerly lowering your leg to the floor, Joel bent over your body, brushing a hand under your chin to guide your lips to his. He coaxed your mouth open, the sweet taste of whiskey and cigarettes still dancing on his tongue. You nipped at his plush bottom lip, drawing it between your teeth until he groaned. 

“Want another smoke?” You asked, pushing your nose against his. 

“Just gotta do somethin’ first,” he whispered. 

Joel slipped out of you, the immediate trickle of liquid gushing down your thighs at his absence. He crouched behind you, pressing gentle kisses into the supple flesh of your thighs as he traveled higher. Two thick fingers plunged inside your gaping entrance, the stretch not nearly as shocking as it was with his cock. You chewed your lip to hold back another wanton moan, his fingers curling against the spongy spot inside your core. 

“I need you to relax for me, okay, sweetheart?” Joel insisted. “Y’trust me?”

“I barely even know you,” you laughed. But you obliged, regardless, nodding your head eagerly. 

Joel’s fingers worked their way out of you, trailing higher up the seam of your entrance until they prodded at your virgin hole. You buck your hips at his feather-like touch, the pads of his fingers pushing against the tight muscle gently. 

“Relax,” he crooned.

You inhale sharply, letting your body sag onto the table. The initial stretch of his finger was uncomfortable, your body tensing as Joel worked you open. You whimpered quietly, shifting your body slightly as he slid another finger in alongside the first, your body sucking him in knuckle-deep. 

“Attagirl,” Joel murmured. “Got both your holes stretched and filled now. Feels good, don’t it?”

You gave him a pathetic nod, your body on the cusp of overstimulation. Joel gently pulled his fingers from you, and you looked back to see him draw them between his lips, sucking them clean. Those dark brown eyes flicked up to meet your watchful gaze, a dangerous smile splitting across his face.

Oh, hell. 

**

You and Joel spent the rest of the night on his porch, watching the snow blanket the ground between dancing puffs of smoke. There was minimal chatter after he cleaned you up, your clothes pieced back together, and the cigarette carton stashed away in its usual spot under your jeans. Ever so often, you’d eye Joel between drags, watching his jaw flex as he hollowed his cheeks. Under the pale light of the moon and flickering bulb over his porch, you made out the streaks of grey in his hair, familiarizing yourself with each curl that stuck to his sweat-dampened skin. 

“You’re starin’ again,” he stated, his eyes locked on the snow swirling in the air. 

You blushed, ashing the butt of the cig over the porch rails. The heat of his gaze on you was impossible to ignore, so you cooled yourself and turned to him with a shy grin. 

“Guess there’s just something about you,” you muttered. 

Joel’s brown eyes twinkled, and he smiled right back. 

“You just sayin’ that ‘cause y’got my cum leakin’ out of you, sweetheart?” He teased.

“Christ,” you exhaled, rolling your eyes. “That’s definitely not why.”

“Y’gonna tell me then?” He pressed his shoulder into yours.

You returned the playful shove, letting your arm brush against his. Flicking the end of your cigarette into the yard, you straightened your body. 

“You owe me a pack of Reds,” you laughed. “Then, maybe I’ll tell you.”

“Just tell me when y’wanna come and get ‘em,” Joel smirked. 

He drew you in for a soft kiss before urging you to head home, both of you reluctant to leave the porch. As you walked through the gate in his fence, you glanced back one last time to capture his attention with a small wave of your hand. Hidden in the shadows, you saw Joel’s hand lift to his mouth, blowing you a kiss that drifted past the lingering haze of smoke and falling snow.

[honey-on-your-tongue]

Kinktober Day Five: Sex Worker

Kinktober Masterlist

Miguel O'Hara x female reader

He walks into the place you'd been left in. A small cell, not really a cell but more like a small interrogation room.

You were captured. Not an anomaly, really, just some lucky young thing that had found a way to move from universe to universe, offering your...services.

As Miguel walks into the room, he has Lyla display your file onto the screen on the wall.

Your name, your age, your original earth and your...profession, among other slices of your information.

You're quiet, watching as he reads up on you. You pick at your nails, goosebumps on your skin at the cool ac that makes the room a little chilly. Not that your outfit helps: a tiny dress, thigh-high boots, and very thin lace stockings. You're freezing, really. But you refuse to say anything.

“Can I go now?” you ask after a while of staring at his broad, muscular back.

He turns to face you, red eyes scanning you as you sit on the table. “You know how much trouble you're in?” he asks. “Not only are you in for universe hopping, but also for prostitution.”

You roll your eyes. “It's illegal for me to do what I want with my body?”

“It's illegal to sell sexual services,” he replies, sighing sharply.

“Why? It's my body. I do with my body what I want and I get paid for it. What's the issue?”

He glares at you. “I'm not going into this. It's illegal, you did it, you broke the law. Period.”

You laugh softly. “Oh, come on, it's not like you've never hired a hooker.” He gives you a look. You raise an eyebrow. “You've never been with a hooker.”

“No need. I prefer to avoid the diseases and keep my twenties as spare change.”

You're in character right away. You lean your elbows on your knees, putting your chin in your hands. “Twenties? Nah, honey. I work in hundreds and thousands. You either pay for an hour or don't get any.”

He gives you a look. “I didn't ask.”

“And, no glove, no love,” you add, grinning at him.

“I really don't care.”

“Why are you so mean? You should respect me because a) I haven't been unkind to you, b) you're supposedly a hero, and c) I can help you with your little issue.”

He frowns. “What issue?”

“All that stupid, pent up anger. You know why it is?” You grin and don't give him a chance to answer. “Sexual frustration.”

Miguel scoffs. “What?”

“You heard me.”

He glares at you. “I keep the multiverse from collapsing and you think I need some prostitute to help me?”

“Don't be so condescending,” you say firmly. “And don't undermine my work. I make more than you do.”

He frowns. He checks your file, rushing through some items until he finds that what you're saying is, indeed, true. He looks surprised for a second before turning to you, a little bit pissed.

“I'll make you a deal,” you say. “I help you out with your anger, and you let me go.”

He scoffs. “What?”

You get off the table, moving to stand in front of him, making the size difference between him and you much more noticeable. He's huge, tall and broad, and so handsome.

“Let me help you,” you say, voice soft and sultry. “You know you want me to...”

He glares at you. “What are you going on about?”

You smile softly as you get on your knees. “I know I can help you. You know it, too. Come on, honey, no need to be shy,” you say, giving him a look full of fake innocence.

He doesn't reply. You can see the look in his eyes, a silent desire that aches beneath the surface. You've seen that look so many times, you know it so well...

“You just gotta ask,” you tell him lowly. “Just say the word...”

He sighs and you smile, already knowing you've won him over. You move your hands to his thighs, holding yourself steady as you inch your mouth close to his crotch. His breathing is heavy, his eyes are growing dark, hungry.

You smile sweetly. “Say the word,” you whisper. “Do you or do you not want me to help you?”

“Yes,” he says quietly.

You kiss his cock through the fabric of his suit and he groans lowly. You smile, kissing again. “Does this thing come off?” you ask.

A quiet growl leaves him and he picks you up, turning you around and bending you over the desk until. You gasp at the sudden movement, the pressure of his body on your back, his hard cock pressing against your ass.

“You're in trouble,” he warns, his thick, rough hands tugging your stockings down almost aggressively. “I'm going to have to fuck that stupid attitude of yours out, ¿me oyes?” You hear? He leans down, running his sharp fangs down against the side of your neck. “I'm not stopping until you fucking behave.”

You laugh softly, smoothly. “I don't behave.”

You can feel him smirk against your nape. “Oh, bonita, I'll make you behave.”

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minors DNI! minors DNI! minors DNI! minors DNI! minors DNI!

Genre: Smau, text post, Bf!Seungmin, NFSW (18+), pervy bratty needy fem!reader, humor/crack

Warnings: NSFW minors DO NOT interact, cussing , filthy disgusting text dialogue and an ungodly amount of teasing!

A/n: hii hii anon!! i honestly don’t know why i took so long to post this bc i finished this so long ago 😭 please please forgive me! i haven’t written a spicy smau in forever bc last time i did i had to start a whole new blog 😴😭 but i hope you enjoy! and that this feeds you well 😭 (also i choose to do a smau instead of a drabble or hc cuz i think smau’s are just kinda my specialty since i write them more than anything else) this dialogue was inspired by seungmin and jeongin’s car live they did back in march. Feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated. 🫶🏼 Taglists and requests are open!

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[jellyfishg1rl]

the way Nanami always knows what you need. When you come home from work, angry because you had a fight with your boss, and then Nanami lets you ride him to calm down.

He likes to dominate, but for you, he is easily dominated, he lets you play with his body, jumping on his dick and muffled moaning with his face hidden in the crook of your neck.

He always wraps his arms around your waist when he feels like you're close to cumming, trying to slow down his movements so he can last longer, but you just laugh, lifting your head to him, giving him an intense and excited kiss.

— You can cum, baby, we won't stop now anyway. — His sly, dominating voice is enough to send you over the edge, his head falling back as he fills you with his cum, his gently rocking hips helping to prolong his climax. — Good boy.

God, you're so much smaller and more fragile than him, and yet you can hold him in the palm of your hand, because he knows that's what you need. So whether it's him fucking your brains out, or you fucking him until he's begging for a while, too sensitive to continue, he'll allow it, because he just wants to see his pretty girl do well.