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not so sweet, 40 & 48 with JJ, pleaseee

a/n: immediately thought of my baby bitchy!kook…she’s back. welcome her or she’ll tell daddy.

warnings → rough sex. swearing, one spank, choking, mockery, brief name callin’, crying & overstim.

prompt(s): #40 & #48 not so sweet w/ jj

you had said something to jj — something about his dad, or his friends, you weren't sure anymore. not with his hand wrapped meanly around your throat, grip tight. and definitely not with the way his cock repeatedly slammed in and out of you, knocking what little air you had left straight out of your lungs.

god, he was dizzying. the roughness of his calloused hands from labour in the cut pressing into your throat, his sweaty body atop of yours and forcing your knees to your chest.

"jj — fuck, mnggh." you cried, loud wanton moans bouncing off the walls and piercing his very being. it only made him go harder on you. "jj, please...can't — fuck."

he huffed, strands of his blonde hair sticking to his sweaty face as he tilted it down towards yours. his eyes were narrowed, watching — no, scrutinising the way you fell apart.

"what? can't what, finish your fuckin' sentences?" he mocked directly in your face.

you wanted to snarl, to bite back at him, but it only came out as a pathetic whimper and sad pout.

"no, can't." you whine, hands pushing at his hips to stop to the relentless pounding to your poor cunt. he swatted them away, huffing a cruel laugh as you cried out.

"you know what the safe word is. either use it or take what I give you." he growled, slowing briefly as you weighed your options.

you shook your head with a needy moan.

he grinned.

"that's what I thought, greedy slut." he scoffed, sharp canines on display like a predator ready to maul.

you huffed, body writhing beneath him — and he was sick of it. he pulled out abruptly, rolling his eyes at your petulant whine, grabbing your hips and flipping you.

he pushed his hand between your shoulder blades, other hand pulling your ass up so you were arched like a ramp.

you babbled into the pillow as he rubbed his tip through your slick folds, before slowly pushing in once again.

he leant down over you, one hand by your head and the other on your waist as he resumed his brutal thrusts.

“tell me how good ‘m makin’ you feel, c’mon.” he urged, nose nudging you as he peppered sloppy kisses over your shoulder.

you only whined in response and hid your face in the pillow, his thrusts dizzying and making your mind all empty. besides, you didn’t want to admit how good a lowlife pogue could fuck you.

and he didn’t like that.

he grabbed you by the back of your neck, lifting you just enough to pull your flushed face from the pillow, perfect base running and lip combo smudged from drool.

“oh, so now you’re suddenly shy? after everything you’ve said to me?” he raised a brow, free hand slapping your ass harshly.

he pushed you back into the pillow, practically fucking you into the mattress as he somehow got deeper, the volume of your pornographic moans increasing enough that he’s sure you’ll get a noise complaint.

“how fuckin’ cute.”

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hot girl shit (reading fanfiction on a friday night instead of going out)

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Took a break from tumblr, came back to both of the au’s I’ve been obsessed with have been updated twice….WE UP!!!

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Don't know if I should use Tumblr for its intended use (wallowing in my feelings and writing it out for the internet to see, while also bettering my writing skills) or continue using it that way I have been for the past 5 years.... read about hot men and feel insane for daydreaming about them... veryyyy difficult choices here. Might have to make a new blog.

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Literally can’t be friends with someone who centers men ever again

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When it’s clearly written for meek pick me white girls/borderline self insert, but they tag it as “x reader”

When y/n gets too annoying to the point you want to stop reading

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Why would I do an ask anonymously??? I’m saying this shit with my chest! Yes it was me, yes I’m depraved, and???

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Fun omg ok could you do the main mbav boys (Ethan, Benny, Rory) and how they would react/feel towards (gn) vampire s/o giving them random little love bites <3

The MBAV Boys Reacting To Love Bites From Their Vampire S/O

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A/N: like i do with my headcanons, i did a few short sentences and then a little blurb :)

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Benny

He likes it

He likes the attention and the way it feels

A kinda dull ache but in a nice way

Occasionally, he’ll do it back

Sometimes, he likes to pretend you bit him to the point of turning him just to bite you back

“Ah! I’m wounded!” Benny yelped, clutching the hand that you had gently nipped at. “I can feel the venom coursing through me.”

“Oh, brother.” You rolled your eyes, stifling your laugh as you watched Benny slip off his bed and onto the floor.

“It burns!” He said dramatically, starting to go rigid before going completely limp.

“That’s not how it works, you know?”

Benny ignored you, staying on the floor for a few more seconds before slowly rising to his feet. He faced you with a wide-eyed stare and outreaching arms.

“I vant to drink your blood!” He said in a typical Dracula voice.

“You watch too many movies.” You said with a giggle before Benny pounced on you, biting at any part of you he could.

Rory

Does it back

Like, without hesitation

Since you’re both vampires, you’re not really scared of just chomping down because it won’t affect you too badly

It quickly becomes a silent way of saying ‘I love you’

Weirds the gang out a little bit when you do it out of nowhere

Sometimes you leave teeth marks, but you and Rory think it’s funny

“Oh my god, Rory, what happened to your arm?” Ethan looked at his blonde friend in slight horror, gaze fixated on his right arm that was covered in faint bite marks.

“Yeah, Rory, who mauled you?” Benny asked, slightly more amused by the sight than Ethan was.

Rory looked down at his arm, as if he had forgotten that you had practically used him like a chew toy yesterday.

“Oh! That was just Y/n.” The blonde said with a shrug. “But if you think this is crazy, just wait until you see them.” Rory laughed. “I got both of their arms and their neck!”

“...excuse me?” Ethan seemed even more disturbed.

“What? It’s how we say ‘I love you!’”

Ethan

Kind of freaks him out at first

Especially if you’re doing it after the Jesse incident

He doesn’t really wanna be a vampire

(at least not right now, but that’s a conversation for later)

He’s okay with love bites when you don’t have your fangs out

You and Ethan were in his room, deeply invested in a video game. He was playing while you sat on his lap and watched. 

You had developed a bit of a habit of biting Ethan. Not too harshly obviously, just a light nibble here and there. But sometimes, when you were distracted, like you were right now, your fangs would show.

Eyes locked on the screen, you shifted slightly in Ethan’s lap to give him a little love bite on the shoulder. But before you could take the bite, the game suddenly paused, and Ethan was giving you a serious look.

“Put them back.” He said, hand on your jaw to keep your mouth from getting closer to him. You gave him a confused look, and he gestured to your fangs.

“Oh.” You quickly retracted your fangs, smiling a now perfectly normal smile. “Better?”

“Much,” Ethan answered, hand dragging down from your jaw to your arm to give it a quick squeeze, as if to say thanks, before returning to the game. You made sure to give him a few love bites before resting your head on his shoulder and watching him play again.

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Scott crying and sobbing for you to stay with him forever after you ask to break up due to his rude behaviour after Sam encouraged him too.

He begs he’ll do better and it leads to makeup sex and he shows you as much love as he can, you wake up in the middle of the night to go pee show you hear Sam sobbing in his room, whispering your name.

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Author's note: NONNIE YOU'RE BACK AND SLAYING LIKE ALWAYS

"I don't wanna do this anymore, Scott." Your voice cracked as you said it, standing in the doorway of his dimly lit room. All his arrogant smirk and zero attention quickly shifted into concern and fear

"No. No, no, you don't mean that." He stood abruptly, his chair screeching against the floor, hands already reaching for you. "You can't mean that. What the hell, babe? What did I do?"

You swallowed the lump that formed in your throat a little too quickly, trying not to let the tears that blurred your vision escape. "You know what you did, Scott. You don't treat me like you used to. You've been so -" You pause right word. "Mean. Rude.. like I'm nothing to you"

He froze, the accusation hitting him harder than you expected. "Mean?" voice cracked as if he couldn't believe it. "I'm not- No. Babe, come on. I didn't mean anything. You know me-I'm just..." sigh leaving his lips, eyes closing for a brief moment "I don't know, I get stupid sometimes." voice dropped into a desperate whisper. "Please don't do this."

You shook your head, trying to step back, but his hands found your arms, almost dragging you closer right at his chest "Don't go. I'll fix it. I swear I'll fix it. Just-please, don't leave me."

You were stunned by the sudden wetness in his eyes. SCOTT BARRINGER never cried, at least not like this, not in front of you. "You say that every time," voice trembling, lower lips shaking. "And every time, you go back to being cold. Sam tells you to push me away, and you listen to him, like I don't even matter."

"Sam doesn't know shit about us!" Scott hissed out of frustration "He doesn't know how much I love you-how much I need you." as if it was the right response to your accusation

He sank to his knees in front of you, clutching at your thighs, head pressed against your stomach as he sobbed. "You're all I have that's good. You're the only person who cares about me. If you leave, I-I don't know what I'll do."

His words shattered you. You felt his desperation in the way he held onto you like a lifeline, fingers digging into the pushiness of your skin, lips beginning to leave trembling kisses on your clothed lower belly "Please, baby, please, don't leave me. I'll do better. I swear to God, I'll be better for you."

"Scott, please get up. Don't do this."

But he shook his head, intensifying his actions "No. Not until you promise you're not gonna leave me. I'll do anything-anything you want. Just tell me what to do."

You didn't realize you were literally crying until he pulled back to look at you, thumb brushing away your tears before he cupped your face, kissing you with the deepest desperation "Please let me show you. Let me show you how much I love you."

His hands trembled as he lifted you onto his bed, his lips finding yours in a kiss that was messy and urgent, like he was trying to pour every ounce of his love and regret into it. "I'll do better," he murmured against your mouth, already fumbling with his belt "I'll make it up to you."

You didn't respond with words, just a soft gasp as he gently pushed you on the bed, moving over you, hands trailing down your sides, with touch so gentle it felt like a begining of his prayer.

"Let me make you feel good," he whispered, voice breaking as he pressed kisses down your neck. "Let me make you stay."

You could only nod, the lump in your throat too thick to speak. His hands slid under your shirt, pushing it up and over your head, eyes roaming over your curves in appreciation "God, you're beautiful," he murmured, lips going down to trace every spot of your body as if he was committing you to memory.

He didn't rush, didn't take you like he usually did. Instead, he worshiped you, his lips, hands, and body moving with a tenderness that brought tears to your eyes. Something he barely did on day basis. He kissed away your tears, being so gentle in everything you've done..

Later, as you lay tangled in his arms, his chest raising and falling beneath your cheek, you felt the soft press of his lips against your hair. "I meant it," he whispered, voice hoarse. "I'll do better." but why it felt..weird? As if you just sold yourself from something you wanted to run away from?

Hours later, you woke up with the need to use the bathroom. So, turning gently to the side, you quietly left the bed where Scott was dead asleep, wandering on your tip toes through the house

And that's where you heard it, right when you passed through Scott's twin brother room

A soft sob.

You froze for a moment. You've never really heard Sam cry..what was wrong with these brothers to not show any emotions? You stood there for a moment, eavesdropping on Sam's behavior

Sam's voice was quietly whispered as your name left his lips between broken gasps and choked cries as if he was in mental pain.

Your eyes widened at the realization

What the f---

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jj who got bitchy!kook!reader to crumble…and is a smug bastard about it.

jj had been pestering you for a very, very long time. constantly teasing mocking, and poking fun at you — always having a remark locked and loaded for whatever snarky, sassy comment you gave him that day.

for a pogue, he handled your attitude well. perhaps pogues just handle it better, as you’ve never met a kook boy who hasn’t called you psycho bitch with a big mouth.

the relentless mockery and vulgar flirting from jj, along with the lingering touches and downright gropes he gave you left you in a state you knew damn well you shouldn’t be in.

you often found yourself thinking about him late at night, and in most those cases, whilst your hand was stuffed into your victoria secret panties.

it was another one of those nights, playing with your own pussy until it was left sticky and throbbing, moaning jj’s name to your empty room. you had become sick of your pathetic excuse of an orgasms by your own hands, trotting your way over to jj’s house at gone midnight.

you were at his door, clearly disgusted by the actual state of the cut — and jj’s house, but feeling your own arousal, causing your panties to stick to you, it was the very least of your concerns.

which is how you ended up right here, in playboy pogues bed, getting your cunt absolutely drilled by him, his hand flat between your shoulder blades and forcing your chest to the mattress.

“this is all you needed, huh? just needed someone to fuck all that bitchiness outta you.” he drawled from behind you, amused at your slightly dazed look.

despite your loud, pornograhic moans bouncing off the walls as jj fucked you like the world would end tomorrow — you still had something to say.

“f-fuck you, pogue. this — this doesn’t mean shit.” You spat, reaching back to scratch your neatly manicured nails against his forearm.

he gave a deep chuckle, rumbling from deep in his chest as he grabbed your hips, yanking you closer, thrusting somehow deeper, hitting that spot your fingers or stupid frat kooks couldn’t ever hit.

“the sounds you’re makin’ say different, mama.” he commented, listening to your loud, borderline yelps as he pounded into you, hands gripping your hips tight enough to leave fingerprint bruises.

“g-god, you’re so full of yourself.” you hissed, and he leant down, snaking a large arm around your neck and pulling you to his chest tightly, other hand wandering from your hip to the bulge in your lower abdomen — pressing down on it with a smirk.

“nah, i think you’re the one full of me.”

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⋆.˚౨ৎ in which you become the social media manager for duke university’s men’s basketball team and meet your roommates brother , the captain.

pairing: college!rafe x fem!reader

cw: profanity , drinking

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CHAPTER THREE!

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A Violent Dog

Pairings: Will Graham x victim!reader x Hannibal Lecter

Era: Season 1-3

Warnings: gore, violence, sex, bad language, cannibalism, 18+

Category: Fluff. Angst. Smut. Slow-burn.

Summary: Will has always had a thing for picking up strays. 

Season 1 

Canius Lupus - When the FBI discovers an underground fighting ring, it's far beyond anything they ever expected and Will befriends a rather unusual victim.

Skin Between the Teeth - You can take the animal out of the fight but you can’t take the fight out of the animal.

Season 2

Season 3

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18+ -mdni

ᥫ᭡. eiffel tower me, please.

pairing: rafe x kook!jj x fem! reader

warnings: smut (pinv), language, threesome, oral (m and f receiving), drug usage, a little voyurism (if you squint). porn with little plot (as per usual), dirty talk,

⌞ pt. 2⌝

Rafe's fascination with you took place when he saw you fucking your boyfriend, his best friend, JJ Maybank, in the bushes during a Kook party. 

Rafe had been watching you two all night-- he watched as the both of you couldn't keep your hands off of one another--JJ's hand had squeezed your plump ass every chance it got, while your lips always found a spot on his sunkissed skin to smooch whenever the moment was right--so it wasn't a shocker that Rafe was the one to catch you two sneaking off.

For Rafe, it was disgusting seeing you two being all lovey-dovey and shit, yeah, yeah, yeah, Rafe was happy to see his friend happy and whatnot, but secretly, the boy was envious.

I mean, here Rafe was getting the worst neck by Gums McGee while JJ was getting some of the best piece of ass on Kildare Island. 

It's not like you were a slut or anything--Rafe really hadn't known if you were the best piece of ass on Kildare, but the way your boyfriend talked about your sex life when you weren't around sure made you sound like you were--and Rafe had wanted to know if the legions about you were true--like the time JJ had claimed you wrapped a fruit roll up around his dick and sucked it--or that time JJ said you simply let him cum inside of you--Rafe had wanted that, Rafe wanted that with you, because you were something Rafe couldn't have.

Rafe doesn't know why he'd followed you and JJ out to the bushes-- He'd stopped getting the worst head he'd ever received to be a peeping tom. But Rafe swears his plan wasn't to be a peeping tom; how could Rafe not be a peeping tom when he suddenly sees your bare heart-shaped ass--your mini skirt bunched around your waist--bouncing on JJ's cock, grappling in the bushes. Your slit was so little and displayed for him--it looked like it could barely take the penetration. Your pretty moans serenaded Rafe's ears--leaving him in a trance, like a mermaid's siren. You were alluring; how could Rafe not be a peeping tom?

When Rafe had found himself sprouting a boner, and quickly taking care of it in his car, he knew he was in some pretty deep fucking shit.

"I have a proposition for you." Rafe had told Jay, going nose first into a line coke--the boys had been slumming it up the next day, drinking beer and watching the box all day in Jay's new condo he'd gotten for his 20th birthday. 

Rafe then pushed the coke tray to JJ. "What is it?" he said as he followed in pursuit and did the same as Rafe. 

"I get to fuck y/n for one night, in exchange for my dirt bike." Rafe snorted, causing JJ to laugh. 

"You fucking kidding me?" Jay said, wiping the white powder underneath his nostrils. JJ continued to laugh until he realized that Rafe hadn't cracked one smile, meaning that Rafe Cameron has finally lost his damn marbles.

"You do realize that's the dumbest fucking proposition ever, man? You're supposed to propose some shit that I can't go out and buy myself." Jay said. 

"Last week, you said it yourself!" Rafe rebutted. "You said,' My dirt bike is way cooler than yours' ."

"Dude, that wasn't code for: I want your bike in exchange to fuck my girlfriend."

Rafe had been quiet momentarily, reaching over to JJ for the tray and snorting another line. Rafe had needed to hold his composer because ever since last night, he couldn't get the image of you fucking JJ, and Rafe just needed to see it again, but with his cock barely fitting in your pussy instead.

"Ok, what about this," Rafe said, bringing out his inner businessman. "What if I get to fuck y/n in exchange for my Bently?"

Now Rafe was talking, causing JJ's eyebrow to hitch and ears to perk. 

Let's be honest: JJ's father could fund him the money for a new dirt bike if Jay had wanted one. But a new car? Fuck no. Especially since he'd just gotten a new Porsche this January. 

JJ would be a fool not to take Rafe's new and improved proposition.

"Well, when you throw a Bently in the mix, you have yourself a deal, brother!" JJ had shouted, already getting revved up from the coke (and the idea of seeing his girlfriend taking another guy's cock.). 

"But one thing," JJ continued. "We have to say it's a threesome--make it seem like I'm tryin' to experiment or some shit, because she isn't going to agree to just fucking you alone."

In hindsight, Rafe made a really stupid choice by giving JJ his Bently, but as long as he was able to feel you, he didn't care.

So here you were, standing naked between the two hottest blonds on Kildare Island--supposed to be getting into doggy style to let Rafe Cameron fuck you. At the same time, you suck JJ off, all because your stupidly charming boyfriend wanted to try something new in bed, and you can't say no to him when he uses his puppy dog eyes on you. 

But it's not like you weren't totally against the idea--you'd always wanted to know what it was like fucking Kook royalty, Rafe Cameron--you weren't ashamed to admit that. 

Of course, a couple of lines of coke was snorted to get rid of all of everyone jitters, but that still didn't' help your nervousness.

JJ had done all the talking--since, to your knowledge, he was the one to set this shindig up. And because you were JJ's good girl and didn't know what else to do, you did everything JJ told you to do.

"Good girl, now let Rafe see your pussy, don't be shy, princess," JJ spoke so kindly to you, stroking your head softly as you choked on his cock. 

JJ had been very slowly--but harshly fucking his cock with your throat--ever so often, shoving his length as deep as he could go--until you started to gag--then stilling himself and letting your throat contract--while tears and saliva slid down your face. 

You found yourself obeying Jay's words--arching your back more and pushing your ass out to let Rafe view your sopping wet pussy. 

"Shit." Rafe cursed, his thump finding your fold and pushing it back to view the inside of your cunt. "Jay this all your's?" 

"Ain't she a beaut?" Your boyfriend spoke--talking as if you weren't even here--and pushing his cock further into your mouth.

Your eyes watered as you tried to focus on breathing through your nose, JJ's thick length stretching your esophagus.

You start to feel Rafe's fingers probing at your exposed pussy, spreading your folds and teasing your entrance, sending shivers through your body.

"Damn, she's dripping," Rafe marveled, running his fingers along your slick folds. "You mind if I have a taste, Jay?"

"Be my guest," JJ replied, his voice strained with pleasure. "Our good girl loves to please, don't you, princess?"

You whimpered in agreement around JJ's cock, your hips instinctively pushing back against Rafe's touch. You felt Rafe's hot breath on your sensitive flesh moments before his tongue lapped at your entrance. The new sensation made you moan, the vibrations traveling through JJ's length.

"Fuck, that feels good," JJ groaned, "Do that again to her."

Rafe obliged, swirling his tongue around your swollen clit before plunging it inside you. You cried out again, the sound muffled by JJ's cock. Your whole body was on fire, caught between the two men's ministrations.

JJ's fingers tangled in your hair, guiding your movements as you bobbed your head. "That's it, take it all," he encouraged.

Meanwhile, Rafe's skilled tongue was rapidly pushing you towards the edge. He alternated between teasing licks and deep thrusts, his strong hands gripping your thighs to hold you in place.

"Fuck, you taste good, sweetheart," Rafe lowly said to you, acknowledging you for the first time as a person, and not like your some dirt bike, and for some reason, you were about to come from this nearly. 

"I think our princess is close," Rafe murmured, his lips brushing against your sensitized flesh, his fingers pushing inside you, to feel your cunt convulse. "Should we let her come, JJ?"

"What do you think, sweetheart?" JJ asked, tilting your chin up to meet his, mascara finally beginning to crack, and run down your cheeks, JJ kissed you on the mouth, because, fuck, did you look hot like this.

Rafe had no right to kiss you ( a deal made before you all started, a deal Rafe should respect because JJ is his best friend). JJ's kiss to your mouth only made Rafe more envious of JJ, and Rafe decided to take out his anger on you, claiming you didn't deserve to come yet.

Rafe's fingers slowed their pace, teasing you mercilessly. You whimpered into JJ's mouth, hips bucking desperately against Rafe's hand.

"Not yet," Rafe growled, his voice rough with desire and a hint of jealousy. "You don't get to come until I say so."

JJ broke the kiss, looking down at you with a mixture of lust and amusement. "Looks like Rafe's feeling a bit possessive, sweetheart. Think you can hold out for us?"

You nodded weakly, trembling with need as Rafe's fingers continued their torturous dance. JJ's hands roamed your body, adding to the overwhelming sensations.

"That's our good girl," JJ purred, nipping at your earlobe. "Show us how well you can behave."

Suddenly, you were feeling Rafe's raw wet mushroom tip poking at your entrance--and fuck, did his cock already feel thicker than JJ's.

Your breath hitched as you felt Rafe's impressive length plunge deep inside your cunt—his hands gripping your hips as he slowly bottomed out inside you.

You gasped at the exquisite stretch, your walls clenching around Rafe's thick cock. He groaned, his fingers digging into your hips as he held himself still, giving you time to adjust.

"Fuck, you're tight," Rafe growled, his voice strained with the effort of restraint.

JJ's hands continued their exploration, one sliding up to cup your breast while the other trailed down your stomach. "How does she feel, Rafe? As good as you imagined?"

Rafe responded by slowly withdrawing until just the tip remained inside you, then slamming back in with a powerful thrust that had you crying out in pleasure. JJ swallowed your moans with another deep kiss as Rafe set a punishing pace, each thrust driving you closer to the edge you weren't allowed to cross.

"Please," you whimpered as you and Jay caught your breaths--your body jerking up from Rafe's hard thrust into JJ's mouth, allowing you to breath the same air as him--right when you think you've caught a break--Jay's cock is back in your mouth, while you received backshots from Rafe.

Your mind reeled from the overwhelming sensations as you were filled from both ends. JJ's thick length slid deeper into your throat with each of Rafe's powerful thrusts from behind. You struggled to focus, torn between the dual pleasures.

Rafe's grip on your hips tightened as he pounded into you relentlessly. "Fuck, you're taking us so well," he groaned, his voice husky with desire.

JJ's fingers tangled in your hair, guiding your movements as you sucked him eagerly. "That's it, baby," he encouraged. "Just like that."

The room filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and muffled moans. You felt your arousal building to a fever pitch, your body trembling on the edge of release.

When Rafe's tip found that spongy spot, you made a deep moan in your body that had affected JJ cock, and he found himself cumming in your mouth and on your face.

You were so fucked out of your brain, though, because of Rafe's thick cock; you hadn't noticed when your boyfriend had came, and then left the room, leaving you and Rafe to chase your highs together.

And because Rafe's cock had felt so good in doggy style--you didn't mind seeing how his cock felt when he switched the position to missionary.  

Rafe flipped you onto your back with surprising ease, never breaking his relentless rhythm. His dark eyes locked onto yours as he drove deeper, your legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. The new angle sent sparks of pleasure coursing through you.

From this angle, Rafe could see just how small your slit was in comparison to his cock.

"God, you're incredible," Rafe panted, his muscled chest glistening with sweat. His thumb found your sensitive bundle of nerves, circling in time with his thrusts.

You arched into him, coherent thoughts scattering as the pressure built. "Rafe, I'm so close," you gasped, nails raking down his back.

He growled in response, increasing his pace. "Come for me, beautiful. Let me feel you."

With a cry of ecstasy, your release washed over you in waves. Rafe followed moments later, burying himself to the halt inside of you.

And just as Rafe was cumming, he found himself getting lost in the moment and kissing your rosy red glossy lips, and again, because you were so fucked out, you'd let him. 

As the both of you came down from your highs, Rafe lips stayed in motion with yours, his cock still stuffed inside side you--plugging his and your juices in. He shifted slightly, still buried inside you, and you gasped at the sensitivity.

Your body trembled with aftershocks as Rafe's lips moved languidly against yours. The kiss was rough, passionate, yet tender - so different from your boyfriend's soft demeanor. You found yourself melting into it, savoring the unexpected intimacy.

The kiss between you and Rafe could've lasted forever- if only your boyfriend hadn't walked in, asking his best friend why he was kissing his girlfriend, the last person Rafe should be kissing.

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♡ anyone played by hayden christensen ➛ scott barringer, sam monroe, anakin skywalker, aj, clay beresford, james kelly, stephen glass

♡ the outsiders ➛ dallas winston, ponyboy curtis, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, johnny cade, two-bit matthews

♡ slytherin guys➛ blaise zabani, theodore nott, mattheo riddle, tom riddle, draco malfoy, lorenzo berkshire

everyone deserves love,

just tell me about yourself and what category you want me choose from and you'll get a match along with some headcannons (click here to find love)

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— General Masterlist —

| DC Comics |

| Invincible |

| The Boys |

| Marvel |

| Digital Art |

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