#And buck is making teary love confessions the entire way

[dashing-disaster]

Okay I either just had the best or the worst idea on the topic of Crash That Helicopter and someone else has probably already had the same thought just better but.

What if Tommy regains consciousness and realises he's trapped and his chopper is basically toast, including his comms. But his phone is miraculously okay. So he calls 911.

Meanwhile at dispatch, Maddie is having the Worst Time with morning sickness and runs to the toilet every 10 minutes until Josh decides to force her to go home. But she refuses at first because Kevin and Sarah are both out with the flu and Jessica unexpectedly quit last week to follow her boyfriend of 5 weeks to Australia and now they're short staffed. But Josh tells her it's fine they'll figure it out and pretty much throws her out. He has a small breakdown because they are seriously short staffed but luck just so has it that one of the long term dispatchers walks through the door right then (Debbie perhaps?) with her friend who used to work here but quit years ago and now lives in Phoenix (was it phoenix? I don't quite remember) buy she wanted to see the new dispatch centre and say hi to some people. And in walks no other than Abby Clark.

And Josh is still spiralling a little and she immediately offers to fill in for a few hours it's really no problem she still works in dispatch after all and she knows the systems and she'd love to help. And Josh, stressed but grateful accepts and ushers her towards a free desk. And Abby gets to work right away and she definitely still got it, she does one or two simple calls absolutely flawlessly and then in comes the third call and the voice is familiar.

And that's how Abby takes Tommy's 911 call, and immediately dispatches the best unit she knows because of course.

And of course he also immediately recognises her even though he's kinda dizzy and losing blood. They start talking. Not really about them but light things because Abby needs to keep Tommy awake and he's fading so she tries to keep his attention. So she tells him she's sent the 118, they're his old house right, but lots of new faces, actually she used to date his replacement and then broke his heart by walking away from him. And he laughs kinda pained. Actually, so did he. She pauses for a moment, then demands clarification so Tommy starts talking. And he tells the whole story for the first time since the break up, including the reasons. Some of them he doesn't even mention because it's Abby. Abby who maybe knows him best in the whole world because she's known him at his worst and somehow still loved him.

And Abby listens. And when he's finally done she let's out a long sigh and calls him a dumbass. And then she gets to setting his head straight. She gives him a proper dressing down and gets to the bottom of it. And finally she asks him if he regrets it. Yes. If he loves Buck. If course he does. If he wants him back.... Yeah. So she tells him to work for it, to fight for them. And when she's done giving him a passionate little monologue about love and relationships silence falls.

She calls his name. No answer, only sirens in the distance.

She calls his name again, more frantically and he's still not replying and now she's in tears because they can't both break Buck's heart like that, one of them has to fucking fix it!

Meanwhile the 118 has been racing towards the crash site, Buck antsy but determined and refusing to stay by the rig and let Eddie and Ravi handle it. Tommy needs him.

When they finally arrive it's a complete nightmare, debris and fire everywhere and they're taking far too long to cut Tommy out. Long enough for the TV crews to arrive and start broadcasting the whole thing live.

So Abby, still on the line with an unresponsive Tommy, hoping, praying, is watching Taylor Kelly report live from the crash site where the firefighter have started ripping through the remains of the helicopter. Until Bobby steps in front of the camera and forces them to shut it off because he has no idea what they're going to find there.

Which is also why he eventually makes the decision to pull Buck back after all. Between Eddie, Ravi, Hen and Chim there are enough hands already anyway, they've got him, Buck.

So that's how Taylor Kelly, who's still a bit pissed at Bobby for ruining her news piece, watches Buck disappear between the engine and the ladder truck looking like his world is collapsing and he might be her ex but of course she still cares. It's Buck, how can you not care about him? So she follows him and finds him just as he's breaking down. And she has no idea what's going on, she simply pulls him into a hug and let's him cry it out.

And when he csn breathe again he tells her. That's the love of his life there. His name is Tommy and he dumped him three months ago after he asked him to move in. And they both smile weakly before he continues.

He never told him. He only ever told her, and he didn't lie, he promises but it's never felt like this. And he never told him that he loved him.

Loves him.

And she says that maybe he should do that now then and nods at something behind him.

And there are Chim and Hen and Ravi and Eddie running towards the parked vehicles, pushing a gurney. And there's Bobby yelling for Buck to come get his ass into the ambulance, they have to leave right now.

And Taylor smiles and wipes his tears away and gives him a push. Go. Go and fight and tell him what you told me.

And he does.

[imaslutforremusandsirius]

hiii babyy! could you do a overstim smut with remus? and somehow add some mocking/degrading in there, ik your busy but when you have the time <3

Overstimulation

Hellu baby!! Yes yes I can, hope you enjoyy <3

Warning: 18+!

---

Remus is a sweetheart, but in the bedroom he is ruthless. Wether it‘s his wolf who can‘t get enough of you or him, he isn‘t satisfied with a few rounds of fucking. God the way he worships your body so diligently, makes you cum so many times and the way he kisses you has you melting. But his words? His words are absolute filth, degrading and mocking, cussing you out in such a gentle tone, you‘d think he was confessing his love. Remus can only be described as sin.

„Hey, Dorcas and I are having a girls night, we want you to come as well!“, Lily said as she looped her arm through yours on your way to the Gryffindor table. You sat down next to Remus, giving him a quick kiss and answered.

„I‘d love to-“, you were cut off by a hand squeezing your thigh and cleared your thoat,“ -but I can‘t, I‘ve already made plans..“

Lily pouted a little before she told you that she won‘t accept excuses next time. You put your head on Remus‘ shoulder, hissing, „What the hell was that?“

He just shrugged his shoulders, „Don‘t want you to go. I‘ve been a little restless, you know...“

Oh. OH.

You blushed a little, sitting upright and nodded. „‘Course love, whatever you need.“

He gave you an innocent smile, a mocking glint in his eyes and resumed to eat.

Oh Merlin, he‘s going to wreck you.

---

„Soo“, Sirius said smirking,“Moony says he needs the dorm tonight?“

You groaned and gave him a warning look. „One more word out of your posh mouth and I‘ll tell everyone about the socks!“

Sirius instantly soberd up, raising his hands in defeat. He has been stealing James‘ socks and left them all over the castle, like a treasure hunt. It was too funny to expose him, the expression on James‘ face when he found yet another one of his socks in a potions couldron was priceless.

„No need to take out the big guns babe“, Sirius huffed. „We want the nice Moony back anyway, he‘s been a prissy git lately.“

You laughed a little, as Sirius dramatically rolled his eyes.

„I‘ll try my best.“

„Just suck his d-“

„SIRIUS!“

---

„I want you to sit on the floor infront of the mirror and spread your legs.“

His tone was strict, accepting no back talk. You had to threat very carefully on nights like this, Remus was very merciless.

You nodded, getting up from his lap, but he tangled your hair in his hand and pulled you back down. You gasped when his cock pressed against your clit. He stared into your eyes, the complete domination making you weak.

„When I ask you something, you respond with your words, baby.“

„Yes Remus, I‘m sorry.“ You were breathless already, the way he was pressing against your clit made you want to grind down. Of course you didn‘t, that would mean punishment.

He gave you a curt nod and gestured on the floor between his legs. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and you sat down on the floor, your head resting back against his abdomen. Spreading your legs you waited for further instructions.

Remus let his hands wander towards your breasts, fingers ghosting over your nipples and pinched them gently. You gasped, chest arching towards his hands and he smiled, pulling them harder. Whining you closed your legs to rub your thighs so you could feel some stimulation against your clit, but his hand came down hard on your breast, making you cry out.

„Now now pup, I never told you to close your legs. You want me to see your pretty pussy right?“

You nodded quickly, spreading your legs as wide as you could. He hummed in satisfaction.

„Look at you, already dripping all over the floor. Are you really that desperate to be fucked? Huh?“, he scoffed, pinching your nipples, before he leaned down to suck at them.

You moaned as his hands came down to rest on your pussy and felt you clench under his hands and mouth.

„You cunt‘s clenching already, feel that? You miss having my cock inside of your slutty cunt? Want me to play with your clitty? Hm?“

„Please Remus, need your touch.“

He leaned back again, looking at your begging face from above and gave you a mocking grin. „Oh baby, you can beg better than that!“

You whimpered, nuzzling your face against his crotch, blinking up at him innocently. He pulled his bottom lips between his sharp teeth, a needy glint in his eyes.

„Please Remmy“, you mewled, „please. I‘m begging you, need you so bad..“

He could‘t control himself anymore, kissing you hard, his hand squeezing your throat. He pulled back a little to mutter against you lips, „Get on the fucking bed.“

You hastily got up to lay down on the bed and he slipped between your open thighs. Nosing against your inner thigh he took a deep breath.

„Fuck, I can smell your neediness. Such a desperate slutty baby I have..“ He left hot open mouthed kissed along your legs, before he slowly trailed towards your pubic bone. He locked his eyes on yours and went down, softly kissing your cunt, tongue separating your pussy lips. Your toes curled in anticipation and he suddenly licked a broad strip from your hole up to your clit, immediately moaning at your taste.

Once he tasted you he was obsessed, consumed by you, his hands holding your hips still. Remus moved as close as possible, his tongue in your hole and his nose pressed against your clit, moving his head from side to side.

„God, I can‘t get enough of you“, he moaned as he lapped at your clit, two fingers pushing inside to curl around your sweet spot, „you‘re all that I think about and. I. hate. it.“ He thrusted in brutally with every word and you cried out, locking your legs behind his head. He groaned at that, encouraging you.

„Fuck, yes ride my fingers. C‘mon you stupid brat, fuck yourself!“

You rocked your hips, broken moans spilling past your lips, the tension in your pussy getting too much.

„Gonna cum gonna cum goona cum, please Remmy! Rem- ah“

He took your clit between his lips, locking his jaw and sucked hard, his fingers hitting the spongey spot inside of you with practiced accuracy.

„Cum then.“

You lost control, crying out teary eyed as you came on his face. He was growling, the vibrations prolonging your orgasm, making your hips stutter as you grinded your pussy against his lips. He kept lapping at your cunt, drinking everything you gave him like a starved man, moaning and groaning around you.

Remus pulled back, hands twisting your ankles to turn you in your belly. He pushed his fingers inside of your again, fast and mercilessly fucking you. You cried out, trying to get away but he held your hands tight against your back.

„You didn‘t think that I‘m done with you right?“, he hissed against your ear, biting at you cheek. „I‘m gonna make you cum until you have nothing to give. Until I can‘t taste you on my tongue.“

„Rem- too much ple-“

You choked on your words as his other hand came down on your ass in quick slaps, leaving raw handprints. You were crying now, pleading with him to let you go, but that only made him fuck your harder.

„You don‘t get to deny me what is mine!", he yelled, pulling you on your knees by your hair.

He took his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue.

„Remus!“

You came again, voice shrill with the force of your orgasm, squirting a little into his mouth. He moaned against your cunt, sucking your lips and hole to get all of it.

Letting go of your head you collapsed on the bed and he turned you on your back again, kissing you aggressively.

„Want a third one before I fuck you with my cock.“

„Remmy no, I can‘t it hurts!“, your voice came out weak, begging for his mercy.

He pulled you on his bare lap, hands grabbing your face, the sheer size nearly covering your entire head. He pushed his forehead against yours, eyes flashing with rage. Oh no, this wasn‘t just Remus talking now.

„If you tell me no ever again“, he bit out, voice unusually deep, „I will tie you up with my wand vibrating in your cunt all night. Understood?“

You swallowed thickly, believing every word. „Yes Remus, I understand.“

„Good“, he cooed, voice light again, „Rub your pussy against my thigh. There you go, good slut.“

You were breathing heavy, your clit rubbing against his thigh with every move of your hips. He leaned back on his palms, lip pulled between his teeth, observing you. The way he looked at you made you needy and you whined. Lord, his gaze was so desperate to fuck you already and he let out a condescending laugh when he felt you go faster.

„Ready to cum again? Fucking whore, look at how you‘ve soaked my leg, gotta make you clean it all up after.“

His filthy words made you go faster, clit catching delicious on his leg. Remus flexed his muscles and that was enough to push you over the edge. You fell against his chest, hips still moving against him and cried out when he spanked your sore cheeks, pulling them apart to expose your hole. He spit on his fingers and rubbed against your asshole, making you convulse on his lap as you came again.

„Filthy bitch, you came again?!“

You whimpered, nuzzling his neck. He cooed, pressing kisses against your flushed cheeks. „Tell me what you want baby.“

You blinked up at him, deep in subspace and pouted. „Want your cock Remmy. Please?“

He gave you a lopsides smile, voice mimicking yours. „Please?“

You mewled, getting on your knees to nuzzle against his cock, leaving kisses on the side. He bucked his hips, spreading his legs to give you space.

He moaned as he talked, head thrown back. „Get your Remmys cock wet and I‘ll fuck your slutty cunt.“

You perked up at that, drooling on the tip of his cock and took him in your mouth, suckling lightly. Remus stroked your hair, humming with delight when your tongue rubbed against the vein on the side.

„Remuuus“, you whined, „please fuck my pussy.“

He pulled your head back and you released him with a pop. He picked you up and put you on his desk, the head of his cock teasing your slit. You jumped, legs trembling when he rubbed against your oversensitive clit.

„Remus please! Plea-“

He pushed inside, fucking you in a punishing rhythm, his hands locked around your neck to keep you upright. He was staring into your dazed eyes, his own pupils dilated with lust.

„Ah-“, your voice came out broken as you sobbed when he hit your spot, „there yes please!“

„Fuck baby“, he growled, angling his hips to hit that spot with every thrust, „you gonna cum again? Huh?“

„Yesyesyes- ah fuck please!“ You were a mess, tears stresming down your face, because it hurt so good.

He threw your legs over the crook of his arm and lifted you into the air, his cock even deeper inside you and fucked you so full of his cock, you felt him in your tummy. Obscene sounds of his heavy balls slapping against your ass and your needy moans where filling the room.

„Feel me ah in your tummy, hm? M‘gonna give you all of my cum fuck you better keep it all in.“

You were a blabbering mess, hands tugging at his hair to kiss him, his name leaving your lips like prayer. Remus pushed you against the wall, one hand on your clit as his mouth sucked on your nipples. He pushed you over the edge when he slipped one finger into your asshole.

„Full so full Remmy, Rem-!“

You cried out, cumming from the feeling of having every hole filled, squeezing him so tight that he couldn‘t hold himself up anymore. He came inside of your pussy in hot spurts, the sensation of his cum making you come again. Falling on the bed with you in his arm, cock still burried inside of you, he panted hard.

Still inside of you he rolled around so youwere underneath him, kissing your tears away. You were deep in subspace, whimpering with every soft word he spoke.

He grinned at you, proud that he could reduce you to a blubbering mess. „My good girl“, he croons, „only one to make me feel so good.“

He kissed his way down your belly and you pushed at his head. „Hurts please hurts Remmy..“

„I know baby“, he murmured, „only one more for your Remmy. C‘mon don‘t make me punish you now.“ His voice was determined , not stopping until he got one more orgasm out of you.

„Remmy“, you cried, „please, s‘too much.“ You kicked your legs weakly, trembling hands pushing at his head.

„Shut up“, he growled, „I didn‘t ask for your input.“

With that he dove in again, mouth on your hole to suck out his cum, whining as he tasted you both on his tongue. Remus pushed your legs up to your chest, rough pad of his thumb rubbing on your clit.

„Remusremusrem-“

„Go on, fuck yourself. Fucking bitch, can‘t get enough.“

You came with a high pitched shout, vision flashing white as your entire body trembled. He held you still, licking you through your high until he pulled away, face glistening with your arousal.

„Clean it up, pup.“

You kissed his cheeks, licking up your cum with sluggish movements and he kissed you when you were done.

He pulled you to his chest, cuddling you close. „Rest, baby. You did good.“

With that you passed out.

[bruhstories]

Pet

summary: you're his perfect weapon pairing: karl heisenberg x fem!reader warning & content: master/slave dynamic if you squint, oral sex (male & female receiving), unprotected sex, daddy kink, slightly possessive heisenberg? word count: 1.7k

a/n: it just hit me that the other heisenberg fic i'm working on maaay work as a prequel to this one, so if you're interested in reading that, let me know. happy reading! and @theeerealpunkin, this is for you xD

When you wandered into that junkyard, you were nothing but a helpless little girl, orphaned, battered and bruised, weak and on the brink of death. It was honestly a miracle you made it so far, but he took pity in you, took you under his wing, taught you how to survive in such a cruel world, and turned you into a weapon. A lethal weapon. To the other lords, you were Heisenberg's rabid dog, and no one dared to lay a finger on him while you were there to guard him, but to him, you were his favourite pet. Obedient little thing, you would steal for him, kill for him and die for him, should he ask you to do it. But he never did, and never will, because in his heart, whatever was left of it, he cherished you.

The dynamic you two had was... strange, to say the least. He was your master, and you never questioned his authority, but the difference between you and his mindless minions was that you willingly gave yourself to him, mind, body and soul, no brainwashing needed. Still, Heisenberg knew that, should you ever turn against him, you could kill him without breaking a sweat, so he made sure to show how much he appreciated you, rarely ever treating you badly. In fact, he always considered you his equal, despite your personal choice to submit to him. And he didn't mind. By the gods, he didn't mind it one bit. To see such a powerful being as yourself whimper and writhe under him, begging for more, aching to please him, these things only made Heisenberg adore you. And he couldn't deny he was drunk on the fact that he had so much power over you, someone who could literally destroy him. But what could you do? You loved him. You loved to please him. "Crawl to me, pet." He orders, and you comply, kneeling in the doorway, placing your hands on the floor. You were exquisite, down on all fours, dragging your knees across the cold metal, eyes on him, always on him. You crawl under the table, resting your head on his thigh as he pats you head. "Atta girl. Daddy's had a long day, gonna help me feel good?" You eagerly nod, fingers immediately fumbling with the buckle of his belt. He chuckles, watching you struggle with the damned thing, but he won't lift a single finger to help you. Drool pools under your tongue when you feel how hard he is, and you finally undo the blasted buckle, releasing his cock from its confinements.

"Please..." You whisper, head tilted, breath tickling his glistening tip, but you don't dare to taste him unless he tells you to.

"What's that?"

"Can I have it? Please?"

He would love to humiliate you, but the fact of the matter is that he can't wait any longer.

"Have it all." Heisenberg gives you permission and you don't even thank him, tongue already swirling around the tip of his cock. This isn't the first time you do this, but he just can't get enough of you. He's been with other women before, even after he met you, but none of them were you. You hollow your cheeks, bobbing your head with a frantic pace, sloppily sucking and slurping and moaning. "Fuck, that's right, take it all." Heisenberg pushes your head down, depriving you of air. When he removes his hand, you pull away, gasping for air with teary eyes, but as you lean back, he stops you. "I'm feeling generous today. Get on the table."

You don't question his command, but you can't help but feel slightly confused. It's not unusual for him to fuck you, you just weren't expecting him to do it so soon.

"How do you want me, daddy? Bent over?" You purr, stretching your arms on the table.

"No, no, lay on your back."

Nodding, you turn around, tugging at your skirt and letting it fall to the floor as you lift yourself on the table. Heisenberg removes his leather gloves as you patiently wait, and he finally turns to you, jacket and shirt discarded, planting kisses on your inner thigh.

"I'm feeling very generous today." He sneers before dipping his head between your legs, and you want to protest, but you can't, because you never question him. You feel his tongue dragging over your slit, sending chills down your spine. This is definitely a surprise, since he's never given your pussy this kind of attention, but you can't deny how good it feels, the way he's lapping at your cunt like a famished man, his beard tickling your oversensitive skin. You throw your head back, chanting his name over and over again, thighs trembling from the stimulation.

"F-fuck, 's good! Daddy, this feels so good!" You mewl, your juices mixed with his saliva dripping down your ass. In the heat of the moment, you dare to card your fingers through his salt and pepper hair, hips bucking against his mouth. You can feel his grin against your skin, because no matter how much Heisenberg likes to use you for his own pleasure, he adores to see you break from the bliss. And as much you would love to come on his tongue, you need something to fill your aching cunt. "P-please fuck me, I need to feel you, please please please!" You cry out, propping yourself on your elbows to look at him — and, boy, he looks incredible, with your arousal and his spit dripping down his beard, so focused on making you feel good. Heisenberg pulls away giving your pussy a good slap, which makes you jolt up. He takes a step back, taking a good look at you — legs spread, eyes glossy and lidded, tits out of your half-buttoned shirt — a sight for sore eyes.

"I haven't even fingered you yet. Think ya’ earned it?" He tilts his head and you nod like a broken puppet, pushing your hips closer to the edge of the table.

"Yes, yes, please, daddy! Use me, use my cunt!" You mewl, and he digs his fingers into the plush of your hips, turning you around.

"Act like a bitch in heat, get fucked like a bitch in heat." Heisenberg doesn't hesitate to push his cock between your folds after lifting one of your legs on the table. Inch by inch, he bottoms out, and like a good girl, you throw your head back, mouth agape and tongue poking out.

"Just l-like t-that!"

"Shit, you're so tight." He can't help but be astonished that after so much time of using and abusing your cunt, it always feels like it's the first time. It could be because you're not technically a human anymore, or because he's just so fond of you. When he pinches one of your nipples, you automatically lift your ass, bucking against his hips, clenching around his cock and moaning his name. But the pleasure engulfing your entire body makes it difficult for you to prop yourself on your arms, and so you let yourself fall on the wooden table. Fingers gently brush through your locks before Heisenberg yanks you by the hair, pushing his chest against your back to feel you closer.

"Tell me, Y/N, who do you belong to?" He sneers into your ear, breath fanning over your skin.

"You, I belong t-to you!"

"Good. And there's no way in hell anyone else gets to touch you the way I do."

"N-no one, daddy! I'm yours- oh, fuck! Please, let me see you..."

"You wanna look into my eyes when you come on my cock, you little slut?"

"Mhm!" You can barely speak, his thrusts numbing your brain.

Heisenberg doesn't reply, only pulling out to grant you your wish while turning you around. His elbow pushes your leg to the side, despite not needing to, since you're already eager to take him back in. He slips his cock in with so much ease, and you just know you were made for him.

"Better?" He quirks a brow at you, green orbs burning into your soul.

"Yes, t-thank you!" You don't forget to show him just how much you appreciate his kind gesture, your trembling hand cupping his cheek.

The gesture is so tender that he can't help but sigh at the touch. Heisenberg doesn't want to give you the impression that he cares that much, because if he does — if he cares — you'll only become a weakness. And he can't afford to be weak, can't afford to lose you. The man slaps your hand away, gripping your hips so hard your skin begins to bruise, fucking you deeper, harder, pace so brutal the table begins to slide on the metal floor. The pain you're feeling is nothing compared to the pleasure, and so you wrap your legs around his waist, digging your fingernails into his shoulders, earning a hiss out of him. You can feel your orgasm building up, culminating in the sweetest release. He's close, too, you feel it in the way his cock twitches against your spongy walls, so drag your nails over his skin, pulling him closer to you. He smells of oil, liquor and cigarettes, and it's so intoxicating and addictive you come undone.

"F-fuck, I love you! I love you so much!" You melt under him, muscles relaxing. Your confession has him reach his climax, and with a few final thrusts, he spills his seed into your cunt. Not that it would matter since the parasite that turned you into a weapon made both of you infertile. Heisenberg slowly pulls out, careful not to cause you any discomfort. You're still a quivering mess on his workbench, and he hands you a towel, his way of showing that he cares.

"Does it bother you that I don't love you back?" He lies. You tilt your head, scrunching your nose as you wipe yourself clean.

"Hmmm, no, not really. You are my master, after all, and I'm your pet."

Heisenberg doesn't speak, focused on getting dressed. You're his pet, but you make him want to live another day. You make him want to destroy Miranda and break free. You make him smile, and laugh, and you make him feel human again. He turns on his heels, tucking a few strands of hair behind your ear before planting a soft kiss on your forehead.

"That's right, you're my pet."

[justanotherlifeff]

If you're not comfortable with this, it's okay to skip. Aizawa has feelings for an "old soul" type of student in her last year at UA (so they're 18), but doesn't want to act on it for obvious reasons. She's had a crush on him since day 1 but respects him too much and doesn't want to get him in trouble. He shadows her on her first real mission and she gets hit with a quirk that makes her horny af, and is a poison that can only be expelled via lots of sex, so he has to "help" her or she'll die.

Urges

Hehehehe guess who's also 18 and a simp for Aizawa sensei? 😏😏😏

Warning: NSFW, Smut, age gap, Teacher-Student stuff

Guilty was one way to put how Aizawa felt when he found himself checking you out yet again in class. You were the embodiment of perfection. You were smart, matured, quiet, you liked cats as much as he did, and ofcourse, you were the mom friend to all the rowdy students in his god forsaken class. Yes, that exactly was the only thing holding him back (besides the huge age gap). You were his student. Sure, you weren’t one of the big 3 in your class like Mirio, Nejire and Tamaki because your quirk wasn’t as strong as theirs. However, you were infact the one in class to get top grades in tests. Infact, you even helped Aizawa grade papers since you somehow understood the barely legible handwriting of some of the people in this class. You were this little ball of sunshine, bringing a bento for the students who always forgot to bring any, keeping everyone out of trouble, tutoring anyone who you felt was having a hard time studying... Hell, it seemed like your schoolbag had everything that a person could need in it. Anyone forgot a pen? Ask (Y/N). Anyone forgot their umbrella? Ask (Y/N). Anyone forgot to even bring themselves to school? ASK (Y/N) CAUSE SHE'LL PERSONALLY TAKE THEIR NOTES HOME AND GIVE THEM A LECTURE ABOUT MISSING CLASS unless they are sick. In that case, she'll take a bento full of healthy food. The entire class saw (Y/N) as this motherly figure who pretty much dealt with their problems on a daily basis with a smile. Aside from your extreme maturity, you were extremely creative beyond your age. When Present Mic was struggling to make the class read basic Shakespeare, you were already quoting Jane Austen's pride and prejudice, something that was not even in the syllabus. Needless to say, you shared various intellectual conversations with Aizawa while the two of you graded papers as the grumpy man also happened to have an interest on literature. While your friends went out to do random shit together, you were the one staying back home because ofcourse, messing around in random amusement parks wasn’t your thing. You liked staying in the background like an adult, watching the kids have their fun and guiding them. Could you really blame Aizawa for falling in love with you?

Then again, you were his student. That made all the perfects imperfections because he shouldn’t be looking at you this way. Little did he know that his feelings weren’t one sided. You had a crush on your teacher ever since you stepped into UA. Did you feel guilty about it? Yes, yes you did. Did you ever think of confessing to him? No, no you didn't. You were okay with loving him from a distance because you knew that you would only create trouble for him if you were to come out about your feelings. However, you couldn’t help but show that you cared through certain gestures. You'd go out of your way to help him grade papers so that he would get a few extra hours of sleep. Every morning, you'd buy an extra cup of coffee or his favorite jello drink for him on your to school just to make his day more tolerable. You never expected him to return your feelings, however. He was your teacher after all. This was wrong after all.

Things were going fine to be honest. Both of you admired eachother from afar, knowing that confessing wouldn’t lead to anything good either way. That was until you were sent on a mission for your work studies. Your employer was busy with a different mission and your quirk was compatible against the villain you had to capture which is why, you were sent alone, much to Aizawa's displeasure. It wasn’t that he didn't believe in you because he did. He knew that you were strong but you were still a student. You didn’t have the experience that a pro hero had and they didn't even consider the fact that there may be unprecedented situations. Hence, he found himself staring at you more than often, trying to memorize every inch of you visible to him so that if something goes wrong he'd atleast... No. Nothing was going to go wrong. Not when he had something to do about it.

Hence, after class was over, Aizawa found himself following you discreetly, making sure that you didn't notice him. Aizawa was excellent at hiding his presence since that was the type of hero he was, which is why, you had no clue that he was following you. You followed the plan laid out by your employer flawlessly and almost caught the villain until a second party decided to show up. Aizawa recognized the other villain from his hiding spot. She had been wanted for quite long time however, before Aizawa got out of his hiding place to aid you, the villain had already used her quirk on you. Now that Aizawa had to choose between going after the escaping villains or checking on you, he did the latter since that's what a doting teacher who totally didn't have feelings for a certain student would do.

You were panting on the ground, your hands gripping the fabric of your hero costume near your thighs tightly as you were avoiding Aizawa's gaze. "(L/N), are you alright? How do you feel?" Aizawa asked you, worried. You tried to answer to him but you only managed to let out a patheric whimper. Only if you could stop how horny his voice was making you... Your whimper suddenly reminded the erasure hero of the certain villain's quirk. Cupping your face with one hand to make you look at him, he met with an extremely flushed expression from you along with lust blown eyes. The view before him did nothing but create a certain straining inside his pants. The villain's quirk made people horny, he recalled. Not having sex would make their body overheat and cause a complete organ failure, he remembered.

"S-sensei... I can't... I'm sorry..." you half whimpered half moaned as you hugged your teacher, desperate for any form of touch at this point. You couldn’t help it. His musky scent was way, way morr prominent to you now and your body was betraying your mind relentlessly. "Shhh (L/N)... It's gonna be alright. We need to get out of this alley first though..." Aizawa muttered, a small amount of pink dusting his cheeks. He was at loss on what he should do at this point. He knew that there was no other way out of it without you having sex at some point. Was he okay with you doing the deed with someone else all while he was aware of it? A selfish part of him told him that no, he wasn’t okay with it. Honestly, this was the perfect opportunity for him to get a taste of you. If things got out, he could tell everyone that he did it to save you. If you didn't return his feelings, this would be that one chance at ravishing you.

Shouta Aizawa was a good teacher and an honourable man at most parts. However, he didn’t hesitate in being selfish when his actions clearly wouldn’t hurt anyone. Which is why, he took you to his home. On his way, in the cab he hired, he explained the quirk of the villain to you. You tried staying normal as you constantly held hid hand, squeezing tightly as your horniness only increased drastically. By the time you reached his home, your legs were shaking and you could barely walk. Aizawa helped you walk into his apartment, avoiding picking you up since that would look awkward in public. By the time you were in his living room, your legs completely gave out as you were engulfed by his scent, the feeling of his touch messing you up.

"Sensei... I'm sorry.. Please... I can't take this anymore... Help me please...." you whimpered into his chest, hiding your embarassed face from him as the two of you sat on the ground. You knew things would never be the same between you and your beloved teacher anymore. Hell, he'll probably hate you for this. You were scared. Very scared. On the other hand, Aizawa was turned on beyond belief. Your soft whimpers, ragged breathe was just as good as he had imagined for months and more. He couldn't keep his hands off you any longer. He didn't intend to either. "I'm sorry, (L/N). I'll help you. I know you probably wouldn’t want me in normal circumstances but you don't have to talk to me again if this ends up making things awkward for you." Aizawa muttered to you soothingly before kissing you, making you lose all control as soft moans elicted from your mouth into his. Your clothes were taken off skillfully and fast as Aizawa touched your twitching groins. A rather loud moan escaped your mouth at that making Aizawa smirk. 'How cute...' he thought as he proceeded to enter a finger into your sopping pussy. However, your reaction to that was not quite expected. You flinched and held him tightly, biting your lips. He immediately took his finger out only to find blood coating it.

"You're a virgin?" Aizawa asked with a grimace. You were always popular among the class thanks to your maturity and he assumed that you had some experience. "Yeah... I've been waiting..." you gasped at the lack of his fingers. "I'm sorry, (L/N). I wish I could avoid this because this must be something very special to you and..." Aizawa was contemplating his decisions but you stopped him with a teary smile. "I was waiting for you... Please take me... I'm so happy now..." you told him, surprising him. These mere words made him feel as if his entire body was on fire as he kissed you furiously, gently easing his fingers back into you, waiting for you to adjust. His passionate kiss distracted you from the pain as he made you sit on his lap comfortably while you wrapped your hands around his neck. Just when you started bucking your hips towards his hands, he started pumping his finger in and out of you, adding an extra finger with time and stretching you out as fast as possible so that he could move to the main event.

"Let's take this to the bedroom shall we, (Y/N)?" Aizawa asked you with a lazy smirk as he looked at your disheveled self. You already had an orgasm from his fingering since he surprisingly was rather skillful in this department. You only gave him a lustful gaze as he picked you up only to place you on his bed moments later. "I need you... Please sensei..." you whispered to him, making him harder than he had ever been in his entire life. "God you're so cute..." Aizawa hissed as he unbuckled his pants only to reveal his huge length, precum dripping from the tip. Taking a box of condoms from the drawer of the bedside table and putting the condom on hurriedly, Aizawa positioned himself over your entrance as he rubbed his length on you a few times making you squirm before entering you in one go making you yelp in pleasure and pain. He tried his best to stay still, letting you adjust to his length but damn it was hard since your insides were squeezing him so deliciously, almost making him lose his sanity. However, Aizawa was a patient man and he would never hurt you. Just as you began to move around under him, trying to grind against him, he started moving. While Aizawa was a patient man, the way your pussy made him feel could break even the most patient man in the world. Hence, Aizawa just couldn’t help it but pound into you for dear life. While it hurted you slightly at the begining, in a few moments, you started to enjoy it just as much as he did. Your legs were wrapped around his hips as you marked his shoulders with your nails while you moaned loudly much to Aizawa's delight. A string of incoherent words escaped your mouth including something similar to "please sensei" and "more", which only increased Aizawa's determination on pleasuring you. His mission to make you a blabbering mess was infact successful since at the end of it all, you just went through your third orgasm for the day, you were drooling as your eyes were rolled back. You could barely speak as you moaned loudly, not aware of how loud you were being. At this point, Aizawa was chasing his own orgasm and he had to say, your state infront of him made sure that he was close, very close.

When Aizawa finally had his orgasm, he could say that this was the best sex he ever had in his entire life. Your overstimulated body laid under him, completely exhausted and panting while he laid beside you trying to catch his own breathe. That's when it all hit him like a brick. He fucked his student. Someone who probably told him that she was waiting for him only because of the effects of the quirk. What if you regretted it now? How could he show his face to you again? As if you were reading his mind, he felt you cuddle up to him with a shy smile on your face. Wrapping an arm around you, Aizawa asked with a stoic expression, hiding the insecurities inside him, "(Y/N), did you mean it when you told me that you were waiting for me?". It seemed as if the question made you even shyer than you were already as you hid your face on his chest and he didn't know what to make of it. "I had a crush on you ever since you stepped into the classroom for the first time in my first year and it only grew. I never told you because I didn't want to be a bother or get you in trouble. I understand if you don't return my feelings." you answered, your voice sounding rather sad. "(Y/N), I feel the same way. The only problem is, you're my student. Would you be okay with me taking you out after you graduate?" Aizawa asked you in a soft tone. You looked up at him, surprise and adoration lacing your face. "I... Ofcourse sensei..." you answered with a blush. "It's Shouta for you when we're alone, kitten. Except maybe in bed cause you look absolutely sinful when you're calling me 'sensei' " Aizawa smirked at you making you blush and hide your face on his chest yet again.

"Shouta? Remember when you asked me out?" you asked your husband as you looked at the album in your hand as you sat on his lap on a rainy afternoon. "Hmm... We had good sex that day..." Aizawa muttered lazily as he took a sip from the cup of coffee in his hand. "Huh? That's all you remember?" you pouted. How could he not remember the extremely romantic cuddling session afterwards? "Mhhm... Would it be weird if I said that it was kinda hot that you were my student back then?" he asked with a lazy smirk. It was both of your day off and somehow, the weather was extremely romantic at the same time. That was until your husband decided to act like a pervert and ruin the mood.

"You really are a perverted old man you know..."

"And yet you still love me, kitten"

[Author's note: Guess I kinda went overboard huh...👀. Alright, so I REALLY appreciate long asks with more description cause they are SO FUN TO WRITE cause they give me a better idea on how to write the fic. This was my most favorite ask so far tbh]

[cottoncandy-jester]

✨lie down darling it's time for a dream✨

Pick me! (Aran x reader x mattsukawa)

I did it..and I feel zero regrets.

For those who are confused

Here

@atsumous feel like it's rude to just not credit the person who inspired me to write this horny mess..so thank you for making me sin even more than I usually do

✨I'm sorry for being a dumb horny piece of trash please have mercy on me✨

This story contains: threesome, use of the word daddy like once, very light degrading, improper use of a storage closet, anal sex, slight dumbification

Oop sorry if the boys are occ I'm not that experienced with aran and mattsun but I really wanted to do it!

"so, whose bigger?"

Mattsun's question made you shudder as you sat on your knees In the storage room with two very hard cocks infront of your face, honestly you were unsure about how you got into this situation but it had something to do with both boys having a crush on you and mattsun somehow persuading aran that this was the ONLY way you would confess who you like.

"a-ah! I don't know! Why are you asking me this?!"

You covered your face with your hands as you felt nothing but throbbing and lust between your legs, you didn't want to admit just how how this situation was but you were so turned on. You heard a long sigh only to feel someone grab the back of your head and push their cock against your hands to get your attention, when you peeked you saw mattsun looking over you while aran was debating on if this was even a great idea..god love made him such an idiot why did he agree to this?!

"guess we'll just have to see who makes you feel better yeah? It's clearly going to be me, I mean that loser looks like he's never touch a tit before, now be a good girl and open your mouth"

You gulped before doing as you were told and opened your mouth only to feel mattsun slowly shove himself down your throat, well one thing was clear and that was the fact that mattsun had a thick cock to the point where your mouth could only fit him hallway before you were gagging

"eh? that's it? Heh. I guess your little mouth couldn't possibly fit my monster of a dick"

That statement made aran twitched and before he knew it he was at your side forcing one of your hands to touch his long length, you wanted to please them both so while you sucked mattsun you were stroking aran best you could.

"y-your hands are so soft, so soft and small..doesn't that prove that I'm bigger?"

"ngh- not so fast there, she can barley fit my cock in her mouth I mean look at her drooling like a little slut that clearly means I'm bigger than you so why don't you scram, shrimp dick"

You could practically feel the tension and you simply shoved more of mattsun down your throat even if you gagged, loud slurping and sucking sounds escaping you as you swirled your tongue around his meaty cock. While your mouth was busy you made sure to give aran the attention he needed

You stroked him faster to the point where your wrist was starting to hurt but you didn't really care or stop one bit. Both boys were honestly shocked but the sight of you pleasing two cocks was definitely a turn on in itself.

"damn, look how good she is. You like that princess? You like sucking my cock like that? I'll cum if you keep it up"

"you're being such a good girl, I definitely won't be able to last long with you stroking me like that"

Aran found himself bucking his hips now fucking your hand while mattsun grabbed the back of your head shoving his cock as far as it could go only to chuckle at your teary eyed expression.

Even if it hurt you didn't stop now being desperate for their climax, you went faster and harder while you pressed your thighs together your own wetness ruining your panties.

It didn't take long until cum was spilling into your mouth and down your throat along with hitting your cheek and face, you pulled your mouth off of mattsun before giving a loud audible gulp for the male which made his cock twitch with excitement.

"so princess, whose bigger?"

"I don't know, I'll have to judge it one more time"

Aran let's out a shaky laugh before deciding to take the lead on this one, it wasn't fair for mattsun so hot you all to himself, aran liked you just as much!

"another test? Alright angel, why don't you ride me then, that was I can show you just how big i am"

Aran's boldness took you by surprise but mattsun wasn't having any of it, he glared at the male with a light scoff.

"that's hardly fair, I say we fuck them at the same time"

"are you trying to kill them?"

"they have two holes, dumbass"

Mattsun's solution made you shudder at the thought but it seems like both boys silently agreed to that, you let out a shaky sigh before standing up and slowly starting to strip.

"please, be gentle.."

Your soft little plea was like a love arrow to the heart but after both men promised to be gentle you got into position, you were expecting a simple doggy style but was shocked when mattsun scooped you up and spreaded your legs with your back against his chest and his cock pressed against your ass.

"you're lucky my cock is still covered with saliva or this would really hurt, alright loser are you ready or are you just gonna stare. I'm being nice enough to hold her after all so just stick it in"

Aran couldn't help but stare at your soaked core, it was almost begging to be filled up by him. He gulped before walking over and pressed his chest against yours before placing a soft kiss on your nervous looking face.

"don't worry, we made a promise after all"

With that both boys slid into you slowly and it was a feeling of pure pain and pleasure though pain was definitely outweighing the pleasure at this moment.

"h-holy fuck- you two..are ripping me apart"

Your little whine worried aran but mattsun simply laughed into your ear as he pushed his cock deeper into your ass, the utter tightness was making him grunt and groan but he refused to thrust until his entire cock was in. Aran let's out a shaky sigh as he rested his head against your left side of your neck the exact opposite of where mattsun was whispering filthy things in your ear.

"y-you two, can move..now"

Your affirmation was all they needed for them both to get started, they were truly opposites in everyway even down to the way they thrusts in and out of your eager holes. Mattsun was far more concerned about roughness and not so much speed while aran was giving deep fast thrusts that were making you see stars each time.

"fuck! Fuck- ah! A-aran..mattsun..too much!"

"too much? What, you can't take it? Two cocks are wrecking your slutty little body and you wanna call it quits? I don't know about that one there but I'm not stopping, not until I fill your tight ass with so much cream that you could taste it"

"h-hate to agree with that idiot but, I can't stop..I won't. I want to claim you as mine so that's what I'm going to do"

Your breathing turned into squeaks and squeals as both boys slammed deep into at just the same time, again and again and again

You swore they were best friends or something with just the amount of coordinating that went into this. Your eyes started to roll back as you leaned against mattsun now being an utter mess

You were drooling so much and your moans were cumming out as garbled trash while your brain was being fucked out, while you clawed at aran's back now being tightly sandwiched between the male's you can quickly feel your climax approaching.

"c-cumming! Cumming! Ohhh fuck I'm gonna cum!"

Your squeals were met with mattsun growling in your ear while aran peppered kisses along your neck feverishly clearly wanting to bring you to your climax

"I swear to God if you cum before I do I will fuck you to oblivion, though I guess I'm already doing that"

You weren't even sure if you could follow that order since you were already right at the edge, you whined when mattsun picked up the pace wanting to catch up with you. His hips slamming against your ass before he gave aran a harsh glare but a sadistic grin.

"if I cum in them first I guess you can say I claimed them before you?"

That single sentence sent the male into a frenzy as he now ravaged your pussy hitting your womb with zero mercy, not caring about being gentle anymore but now on making sure he cums before mattsun. You were over here losing your mind and being as loud as you possibly could before you broke and finally cummed

"fuck! Yeah- that's it princess cum for daddy"

"ah! Angel, your clenching so tightly around me"

As both men cummed all you could do was whine loudly while now making random noises if bliss while your body twitched and shook.

Mattsun pulled out before setting you down and decided to pop the question while aran was cleaning you up with a spare towel in storage.

"so who was bigger? Hmmm? Come on spill it"

You simply grinned and stuck your tongue out at the boys

"I-i d-dunno, gotta have round two to see"

As both their cocks got hard at your willingness to go again you could only feel a tinge of guilt for their teammates who stood outside the door.

"hell yeah! Get some!"

"atsumu, please shut up.."

"so, does this mean the practice match is cancelled?"

"how about we all get some food while we let them be! Iwa-chan will of course be paying!"

"WHY ME?!"

[sinner-as-saint]

De Trop.

Sebastian Stan x Reader

Requested by Anon:

“Can I ask for something real kinky with Bucky or Sebastian? Age gap + nipple piercing sensibility + overstimulation + fingers in mouth situation?”

 A/N: I gotchu you kinky lil shit! I hope I did well, Anon!

    The car ride home, as you and your boyfriend Sebastian returned from a party, was silent. Not even a word was exchanged. His eyes never left the road, usually he would be pretty chatty around you – but not today.

He was pissed.

 Why?

Oh well, because you got slightly more tipsy than usual and spent more than half the evening ‘flirting’ with his good friend Chris Evans and dancing to scandalous songs with the latter.

To you, it was just a casual fun time you had with Chris; but through Sebastian’s eyes – you overstepped the line.

 “Babe, seriously? It’s just Chris, he’s harmless. All I did was-,”

 “Y/n, just . . . stop talking,” your boyfriend cut you off with a menacing tone. His words sent shivers down your back and you knew better than to defy the man, so you shut up.

A tingly feeling took over as you anticipated what was coming. Usually whenever Sebastian was mad, he’d pin you to his bed and fuck you until you begged him to stop because you couldn’t take it anymore. You bit your lip as the thought of it was both fearful and exciting; very exciting.

  Once home, despite your weak attempts at explaining yourself and your actions, Sebastian had a strong grip on your wrist as he dragged you upstairs; to your shared bedroom.

“Sebby, please. I’m sorry,” you tried your best to apologize, yet a fucked up part of you wanted to see what his ‘punishment’ would consist of.

Sebastian was always very possessive over you, and once in his drunken state, he confessed that it was because of the age gap between the two of you. He was older by 12 years, and a part of him was always insecure that you would leave him for a younger partner.

 “Enough! You need to be kept in check, you can’t go around flirting with everyone,” he spoke, his voice weirdly calmer than you expected. Yet the chilling tone caused goose bumps to erupt all over your body.

 “But I wasn’t flirting, I was j-,”

 “You were on his lap, Y/n! I think I should show you who you really belong to, yeah baby? Now, get out of this dress,” he ordered and you obeyed silently.

  Once the dress and your shoes were off, you sat on the edge of the bed; waiting for your pissed off boyfriend.

He had left the room for a brief moment, and then came back with a pair of handcuffs, a black satin scarf and the vibrator he often used on you when you . . . misbehaved.

 You took in his appearance while his hungry eyes roamed all over your body as well. He was wearing nothing but his black briefs and you were just in a nude colored thong. Both bare and hungry for each other.

 Sebastian approached you like a predator towards his prey. His eyes were slightly darker than usual and his face emotionless.

 “Lay down, hands above your head,” he whispered against your lips once he was closer.

And you followed his instructions.

 Head against the pillow, hands above your head and he took his time in fastening your wrists to the headboard using the handcuffs. Then proceeded to tie the scarf around your head – blindfolding you and increasing your heartbeat in the process.

Your breathing quickened once you could feel the restrain of the cold metal against your wrists. He placed his knee in between your legs and slightly pressed against your core; making you whimper at the contact of his skin against your already dripping core. With no visual of what he was about to do next, it made everything much more exciting.

 His mouth kissed his way down from your jaw to your breasts; taking his time in swirling his tongue around each erected bud multiple times. Sebastian paid special attention to your breasts each time because secretly he was a sucker for your nip piercings; he loved them. 

Slowly, he toyed with each one of the small metal rings around your nipples and tugged on them gently with his teeth. 

You whined and arched your back off the bed, pressing your boob further into his mouth; his teeth lightly grazing your hardened nipples.

 “Sebastian . . . I- fuck!” you exclaimed when you felt his wet tongue against your still clothed core. You bucked your hips against his mouth but he soon pinned your body down using his hand, while the other ran up and down your leg as his mouth continued their assault on you.

You felt his beard brushing against your inner thighs and his nose poking your clit each time he ran his tongue up and down your entrance.

 You sighed in relief when you felt him briefly lifting his mouth off you as he dragged your soaked underwear down your legs; discarding them.

You felt his kisses along your skin as he settled in between your legs, using his knees to keep your legs opened.

 “You’re so beautiful, babe. But you need to learn how to behave around other men. I hate the thought of someone else touching what’s mine, understand?” he asked, dragging a cold finger across your skin lazily; from your chest till your belly button, around it and down until he found your sensitive bundle of nerves.

 You nodded, whimpering at his touch.

 “Good girl,” he whispered against your skin as he leaned down to kiss and bite the skin at your throat. You instinctively tilted your head to give him better access to your skin and you felt him smirk as you did so.

 Not even a second later, you heard the buzzing of the vibrator and you involuntarily moaned at the thought of it against your throbbing heat.

Sebastian chuckled darkly when you did so.

 His left one last kiss on your skin, right beneath your ear and pressed the head of the vibrator against your core; separating your wet folds using his fingers so that the vibrator fluttered right over your swollen clit.

You cried out as soon as the ripples rushed through your entire body. Intuitively, you tried closing your legs but Sebastian’s body prevented that.

He briefly lifted it off your core and lazily hovered it over your nipples, pressing it gently against the sensitive skin. The buzzing sound intensified once the quivering head made contact with the metal rings on your nipples, and he smirked when he heard it. 

You moaned as the buzzing sound of the vibrator rang in your ears and soon, that was all you could focus on.

Your back arched off the bed as Sebastian brought it back to your core and lightly moved the tip of the vibrator up and down your glistening folds.

 “Oh . . . Seb,” you whined and he chuckled again, setting the vibrator on a faster mode.

Your lips parted as a series of cuss words left your mouth; you were helpless. Completely at his mercy, and he liked it.

You so desperately wanted to touch him, but you were held back by the burning restrain of the metal handcuffs.

You wanted to run your hands through his hair and touch him, but you couldn’t. You whined in frustration as your body squirmed under him.

 When your moans became more frequent, Sebastian took it as a cue that you were about to cum, and abruptly lifted the vibrator off your dripping core. Leaving you breathless at the sudden loss of contact with the vibrator.

 “No! Seb, please, please . . .,” you pleaded but he was in a sinister mood of messing with you.

 “What? After all you did tonight, you thought I was just gonna let you cum that easily? Oh no baby, I’m gonna bring you to the edge over and over again until you lose your mind and beg me to fuck you,” he carefully kissed around your throbbing clit as he whispered his vulgar thoughts against your skin.

He cautiously placed a chaste kiss above your clit, knowing perfectly well that it drove you crazy as his beard gently brush over the sensitive bud.

You whined again, pleading him to just touch you; but he wasn’t willing to fall for it.

 Once you got over the rejection of your orgasm, he placed the vibrator against your core again. Your body immediately reacted to the flutters and the vibrations against your dripping entrance was enough to turn you into a moaning mess within the next minute or two.

Sebastian enjoyed it; having you under him, tied up and helpless – squirming under him and begging for his touch; he bloody loved it.

 And yet again, as you were just seconds away from your orgasm, he lifted the vibrator off of your body. Despite the fact that your eyes were closed, you felt a tear escaping your tear duct. You were frustrated, and he knew that.

 “You’re mine, you understand?” Sebastian asked as he brought you on the edge for the fifth time that night.

You were a hot mess; dripping core, teary eyed, frantic breathing as you desperately tried to form coherent sentences but failed each time.

 “Seb, p-,” he shut you up yet again by pushing his two fingers into your mouth. You instinctively took them in and immediately started sucking on them, similar to how you do with his cock.

 He placed the vibrator back down against your core and your back arched off the bed as the sweet pressure formed again. You felt like you were losing your mind, your legs were shakily trying to close but he sat in between them; unmoving.

 “It’s tiring, isn’t it? So close to your release, yet so far. You hate it, don’t you, baby? Well I hate it too, I hate seeing you get comfortable with other men. I hate the thought of someone else touching you because you belong to me!” he stated, his voice deep and gravelly, rocking his fingers into your mouth as he wiggled the vibrator against your throbbing core and you moaned around his fingers.

 You could feel your desire spreading all over the vibrator and all over your inner thighs, and his growing bulge was pressing against your thigh.

 His fingers muffled your moans as you realized you were getting closer to your release again, yet this time, Sebastian didn’t remove the vibrator off of you.

And soon, you felt the pressure becoming too much to handle and you let go; coming around the vibrator with a cry of his name.

He believed that the sight of you so out of control was divine. He almost came in his pants as you whispered his name over and over again like a chant.

He slightly moved the head of the vibrator up and down your folds, coating it in the wetness which flowed uncontrollably out of you. Your entrance throbbed and pulsated as you came. Your breaths shallow and heartbeat going insane inside your chest.

Even after you came, Sebastian didn’t lift the vibrator off of your body, instead; he increased its speed and pushed it further against your dripping core.

His face nuzzled into your neck and you felt each puff of his warm breath against your glistening skin.

 “Seb . . . please, it’s t-too much,” you pleaded again, hoping he’d get the memo that the vibrator was becoming a little too harsh on your sensitive heat. But he deliberately ignored your pleas and focused more on leaving hickeys behind on your skin – marking his territory.

 Your body squirmed under his touch as he rapidly moved the vibrator across your wet core, your legs were shaking as you felt the waves of euphoria wash over you one more time as your orgasm washed over you a second time.

 “The next time we go out, I need you to keep in mind that I don’t mind doing this to your body every single day, for however long it’ll take you to understand that you’re mine alone, you get that?” he whispered slowly in your ear.

A few seconds later, his hand reached around and untied the scarf; allowing you to look up at his gorgeous face again.

 “Seb, please! It’s too much! I’m sorry, please I’m so sorry . . . I- Fuck!” your ability to talk temporarily ceased as he wiggled the vibrator over your clit once again and you cried out his name for the hundredth time that night.

 “I know. I love you baby, but I’m far from being done with you yet,” he whispered against your skin. And you shivered from his words alone.

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