#Corey Taylor smut

[jimsbeetroot]

Hello dear! how are you? hope ok <3 i really love your writing and would love to ask you for a smut request (only if you want) i would like it to be an imagine of joey finding y/n masturbating and moaning his name, only if you want you can add sex rough and maybe degradation. take your time <3 please and thank you 💗

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 ♱ 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧

love this! thank you for the request!!

warnings! smut, smut and very much smut! rough sex! degradation, punishment, fingering and so much more

summary; joey teaches reader a lesson for thinking she could do better than him

words; 1569

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IT WAS LATE, and the house was too quiet. Joey wouldn’t be home for at least another hour, but you couldn’t wait any longer. The need had been building all day, a slow, simmering burn that you’d tried to ignore, but it was impossible to deny. Your body ached with longing, a desire that only he could satisfy, but he wasn’t here.

Your fingers itched to touch, to find some relief, and before you knew it, you were naked on your bed, your hand between your legs, searching for the pleasure, the one only he could give you.

Your mind was filled with thoughts of Joey—his hands, his mouth, the way he commanded every inch of your body when you were together.

Your fingers moved in desperate strokes, slick with arousal, and you couldn’t stop the soft moans that slipped from your lips, his name on your tongue like a prayer.

“Joey,” you whispered, the sound of it spurring you on as you dipped your fingers deeper, chasing the release that teased at the edges of your consciousness. Your back arched off the mattress, your breath hitching as you imagined him here, hovering over you, his intense eyes locked on yours, his voice rough and possessive as he told you how much he wanted you.

But no matter how much you tried, no matter how fast or slow your fingers moved, it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t him. Your frustration grew, a whimper of desperation escaping your lips. You needed him. God, you needed him so badly.

Lost in your own world, you didn’t hear the front door open, didn’t hear the sound of his footsteps coming up the stairs. All you could focus on was the growing ache between your thighs, the pressure building, and how close you were—so close—when suddenly, a voice cut through the haze of your desire like a knife.

“Enjoying yourself, kitten?”

Your eyes flew open, heart lurching in your chest as you turned your head to find Joey standing in the doorway, his expression dark and dangerous. The shock of being caught was like ice water on your skin, and you froze, your hand still buried between your legs.

“Joey,” you gasped, scrambling to sit up, but before you could move, he was there, his hand wrapping around your wrist in a bruising grip as he yanked your fingers out of your pussy.

“I asked you a question,” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “Were you enjoying yourself, kitten? Did you think you could get off without me?”

“I—I wasn’t—” You stammered, but the words caught in your throat as he brought your wet fingers to his mouth, his tongue flicking out to taste you. The sight of it sent a fresh wave of arousal through you, but there was no mistaking the anger in his eyes, the tension in his grip. He wasn’t pleased.

“You weren’t what?” he mocked, his eyes never leaving yours. “Weren’t thinking about me while you touched yourself? Weren’t moaning my name like a needy little slut?”

His words hit you like a blow, sharp and cutting, and you felt the sting of tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. “I was thinking about you,” you whispered, voice trembling. “I couldn’t wait, Joey. I needed you, but you weren’t here, and I—”

“So, you thought you could just take care of it yourself?” he cut you off, his tone dripping with disdain. “You think you can do a better job than me, kitten? Is that it?”

“No!” You shook your head frantically, desperate to make him understand. “No, Joey, I didn’t mean—”

“Shut up.” The command was harsh, and you obeyed instantly, your breath catching in your throat. His hand tightened around your wrist, his other hand coming up to grip your chin, forcing you to look at him. His eyes were dark, filled with a possessiveness that sent a shiver down your spine. “You don’t get to touch yourself without my permission. You don’t get to come without me. Do you understand?”

You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest, the weight of his dominance pressing down on you in a way that made your pulse race with equal parts fear and excitement. “I’m sorry,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

“Sorry isn’t good enough, kitten,” Joey snarled, his gaze piercing as he released your chin and shoved you back onto the bed. “I’m going to teach you a lesson. A lesson you won’t forget.”

You barely had time to register his words before he grabbed your legs, spreading them wide as he settled between your thighs. His eyes were locked on your exposed, glistening cunt, and the intensity of his gaze made your breath hitch in your throat. He replaced your fingers with his. You gasped at the sensation. Joey leaned down between your legs and grabbed on to your thighs, holding them spread apart. You whimpered when he blew on your sensitive skin, the hair on your neck standing up. He worked roughly, leaving no time for you to adjust or get into his rhythm. He merely plunged his two fingers in and out of you so fast, that you weren't quite sure, as to what was happening anymore. You hissed and groaned, using the pillow beside you to muffle your screams. “You were so horny, for this weren't you? Couldn't even wait a day for my fingers, could you?” Joey taunted and looked up at you with a devilish grin. He suddenly retrieved his fingers from your cunt and for the first time ever, you were almost relieved. He’d been so fast, so brutal with your cunt that it was nearly aching.

You were taken aback by his fury. You’d expected him to be flattered, but he was seeing red.

“You think you can do a better job than me?” he hummed, his voice low and dangerous.

Joey stood up and fumbled with his jeans, the chains clinging together as he dropped them to the ground. He took a step towards the edge of the bed and leaned down, positioning himself on his knees. He leaned over and grabbed a hold of your ankles, pulling at them roughly towards him, so that you were perfectly aligned in front of him. Your heart raced as Joey pulled his hard cock out of his boxers. He positioned himself between your thighs, his eyes dark with intent as he stared down at your exposed, glistening pussy. You were so wet, so ready for him, but he wasn’t going to make this easy for you. Not after what you’d done.

“Let’s see how much you can handle, kitten.”

Before you could respond, he slammed into you with one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt. The force of it knocked the breath from your lungs, and you cried out, your back arching off the mattress as the sudden intrusion stretched you wide. Joey didn’t give you a moment to adjust, didn’t offer you any reprieve as he set a punishing pace, each thrust deep and unrelenting.

“Is this what you wanted?” Joey growled, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise as he drove into you with merciless force. “You wanted to get fucked, didn’t you, kitten? You couldn’t wait for me, so you had to do it yourself. You had to touch yourself like a dirty little whore.”

His one hand travelled up to pinch your nipple and the pain made you gasp.

His words cut deep, but they only fueled the fire burning inside you. You were helpless beneath him, overwhelmed by the intensity of his thrusts, the roughness of his grip, but it was everything you craved. Your body responded to his dominance, the sting of his degrading words only pushing you closer to the edge.

“Tell me how much you need me,” Joey demanded, his voice sharp and commanding. “Tell me you can’t get off without me, kitten.”

“I can’t,” you gasped, tears streaming down your cheeks as your nails dug into the sheets. “I can’t, Joey. I need you. I need you so bad.”

“That’s right,” he growled, his hand wrapping around your throat, squeezing just enough to make your breath hitch, to make your head spin with a dizzying mix of fear and pleasure. “You belong to me, kitten. Every part of you is mine. No one else can make you feel this way. No one else can fuck you like I can.”

A whimper escaped your lips as his grip tightened, his thrusts growing even more intense, each one driving you closer to the brink. The heat pooled low in your belly, the pressure building to an almost unbearable peak, and you knew you were close—so close—but you wouldn’t let yourself fall until he gave you permission. Until he told you you could.

“You’re going to come for me, kitten,” Joey hissed, his voice rough with his own impending release. “But only when I say so. Only when I give you permission. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” you choked out, your vision blurring as you teetered on the edge of oblivion. “Please, Joey, I need to come. Please let me come.”

His grip on your throat tightened even more, cutting off your air, making your head swim as he leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear. “Come for me, kitten. Now.”

The command sent you spiraling over the edge. With a choked cry, your body convulsed beneath him, your orgasm crashing over you with a force that left you trembling, every nerve ending alight with pleasure. Your walls clenched tight around his cock, pulling him deeper, and Joey groaned, his release following yours as he buried himself to the hilt, his warmth flooding you.

For a long moment, you were both lost in the aftermath, your bodies still shaking, hearts pounding in unison as you lay there, tangled together on the bed. You could feel the rapid beat of his heart against your chest, the heavy rise and fall of his breath as he slowly came down from his high.

Finally, Joey pulled out of you, rolling onto his side as he gathered you into his arms, his demeanor softening as he held you close. He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his fingers brushing through your hair as he murmured, “Good girl, kitten. That’s what I like to hear.”

You snuggled into his chest, your body still quivering from the intensity of it all, but there was a deep sense of satisfaction, of comfort in the way he held you, in the warmth of his embrace. “I’m sorry,” you whispered, your voice small and shaky.

Joey kissed the top of your head, his lips lingering there for a moment before he spoke, his voice a soft rumble against my hair. “You’re forgiven, kitten. But remember, you don’t need to do that on your own. I’ll always be here to take care of you.”

His words soothed the last remnants of your fear, replacing it with a warmth that spread through your chest

[humanrindswrites]

her game

pairing: corey taylor x female reader/oc

summary: there are worse ways to wake up

warnings: smut, dubcon (sleep play), bondage/handcuffs, oral sex (m and f receiving), riding

word count: 2786 words

a/n: thank you for being patient! this took a while to finish because i've had a fuckload of things to do recently.

The distinctive sound of handcuffs clicking together woke Corey up. His mind was fuzzy and half-asleep when he opened his eyes only to find darkness and something wrapped around his temples. He tried to move his hands to remove it but found himself shackled to the bed frame, his arms above his head and his wrists crossed. He could have sworn he’d gone to bed with at least underwear on, but he’d been stripped bare and the sheets flung off him.

“What the fuck?” he mumbled as he tried to shake himself loose.

“Don’t worry,” a familiar voice said as soft fingers brushed his cheek. “I’m not going to do anything bad.”

“What’re you gonna do?” he asked as he tried to nuzzle into her fingers, only to find them drawn away from him.

Corey didn’t receive an answer, only the sensation of her fingers trailing down his body, sending small currents of electricity through him. He shivered at the feeling and felt himself immediately harden when her fingers drifted closer and closer to his erection. His back arched subconsciously when she took him in her hand as if he was begging her to keep touching him, to do anything other than tease him.

She started to stroke him slowly, her hand moving back and forth as she listened to his breath shudder and even out. The handcuffs clinked when he tried to push his hands away from his head and she smirked to herself, knowing that he was trying to tangle his fingers in her hair. 

As soon as she’d decided he’d been teased enough, she ran her tongue along the length of his hard shaft. He groaned in pleasure and tried his best to keep his hips still as she continued to leave wet kisses along the shaft before taking the tip into her mouth and running the tip of her tongue around it. She kept her movements slow and measured as she took more of him into her mouth, sliding his cock between her lips and listening to his breathing steady and sigh.

“Is this all you wanted to do?” Corey asked, laughing slightly. “Just blow me as soon as I woke up? You didn’t need to tie me up, you could have just asked.”

“But isn’t it more fun this way?” she said after taking him out of her mouth and stroking him with her hand again. “Besides, you can do the same to me if you want. I won’t complain.”

Even though he couldn’t see, he knew that she had some wolfish expression on her face. If he could have somehow gotten his eyes uncovered he would have, but he couldn’t even nudge his head against his arms.

“Could you at least take this off? I wanna see you.”

“You could ask me more nicely,” she crooned as she slowed her strokes, drawing a frustrated groan from him.

“Please could you take the blindfold off?” He held back another groan when he felt her stop touching him. She didn’t answer. “Hey, are you still-”

Corey moaned in surprise when she took him back into her mouth, sucking the head of his cock more vigorously and stroking the shaft at the same time. She knew that he was at his most sensitive just after waking up and she was going to take advantage of that. Even if it meant cuffing him to the bed and teasing him until he begged her to let him cum.

“Not so fast, baby,” he panted, his hips twitching as she kept her pace up. “Slow down, I want to last.”

She slowed down to a more leisurely pace, gently stroking and running her tongue around the head, taking her time and letting him warm up to her touch.

“That better?”, she asked, her lips brushing against his sensitive skin.

“Yeah,” he sighed. “Yeah, that feels nice.”

His fingers twitched, itching to tangle in her hair but they were held back by the handcuffs that clicked whenever he moved. It was unlikely that she was going to untie him or let him see what he was doing, so he figured he might as well enjoy it. Not having any vision made his senses more heightened; all he could focus on was her soft hands caressing his thighs and her wet tongue on his cock. He felt like he was in heaven and he didn’t want to come back down to Earth any time soon.

She knew that Corey could be vocal in bed, but the sounds he was making were almost musical. Her dampening cunt clenched and throbbed as she listened to him, a sense of pride washing over her as she knew that she was the one making him feel so good. His sighs and moans sang to her as she continued to worship his body, the taste of his precum on her tongue making her want to join in and reach his climax. 

But not yet. Not so soon.

Just as his cock had started to pulse and throb under her tongue, she let him go and shuffled off of the bed. She held back a laugh as she watched his face turn in confusion under the blindfold.

“Why’d you stop?” Corey asked, still somewhat breathless. “Where’d you go?”

“I’m still here,” she said as she pushed her panties down her legs and let them fall to the floor before climbing back onto the bed. “But I want you to do something for me.”

“What’s that?” He felt the mattress sink under her knees on both sides of his head and could almost taste her arousal as she hovered over his mouth. “Oh.”

He tried to angle his head up to meet her, but she kept him down by his hair. She held onto the headboard with her other hand as she gently stroked his hair and lowered herself down, her damp folds brushing against his lips.

“Make me cum and I’ll take the blindfold off,” she said as she tightened her fingers in his hair to keep him still.

He opened his mouth and eagerly ran his tongue through her folds, gathering her arousal with the tip and letting her taste flood his mouth. He tried to move his hands to hold her by the hips but was held back by the cuffs, his arms jerking as he struggled to get free.

“Don’t fight it,” she breathed as she slowly rocked her cunt against his face. “Just use your mouth, I know you can.”

“Wanna touch you,” Corey mumbled against her, his voice vibrating against her clit.

“You will, just not now.”

Reluctantly, he gave in to her and continued to pleasure her with his mouth, licking and sucking her sensitive skin as she moaned softly above him. He was still rock hard, almost painfully so, but he didn’t want to rush and try to make her cum as quickly as possible. 

Eating her out was something he enjoyed doing, being able to satisfy her was all he wanted to do and he took pride in being able to do it so well. Having his face buried between her thighs never failed to turn him on but not having his hands available was something different, something new and exciting for him. His fingers curled into fists and tried to keep his hands still, the chains of the handcuffs clicking as the muscles in his arms twitched and tensed.

“If you’re really good for me, I might uncuff you,” she purred, fighting back a moan. “And you’ve already been so good.”

Spurred on, he kissed and licked her sensitive clit before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it. He loved how it pulsed and throbbed between his lips, how her breath shuddered and how she tasted on his tongue. His cock twitched painfully against his stomach, begging her to touch him again, but he had to wait.

Her wet arousal steadily dripped out of her pussy as he continued to suck her clit, his tongue occasionally darting out to catch it. She kept one hand on his head to stroke and pull his hair, while the other grabbed the headboard. Her hips continued to grind against his mouth as she moaned his name, telling him how good he was making her feel and how close she was to coming into his mouth. She was tempted to take the blindfold off him sooner rather than later so she could watch his eyes flutter open and close while the lower half of his face was obscured by her body.

“Corey,” she whined as a familiar feeling tied her stomach in knots. “I’m gonna cum.”

Just hearing how desperate she sounded was enough to spur him on. He could imagine how she looked above him; her hips slowly rocking against his mouth, her hair perfectly dishevelled, her soft lips parted as she moaned and panted. He had to make her cum now if he really wanted to see her.

He played with her clit harder and faster as he wound her body up, feeling how she twitched and clenched against him, her fingers tightening in his hair. She finally reached her peak when her hips stuttered against his mouth and her arousal flooded his mouth, sweet and tart and addicting. She cried out as she rode out her high, trying to keep herself upright as he softly ran his tongue through her folds and kissed her sensitive clit.

She stilled for a moment as she caught her breath and gently stroked Corey’s hair before climbing off him and shuffling down the bed so her face was level with his. Her fingertips brushed against his temples when she pushed the blindfold off his face, revealing his dazed blue eyes to her. They immediately lit up when he saw her naked form and a soft smile crept over his face.

“Hi, baby,” she said softly as she wiped his mouth with her thumb. “You okay?”

“I’m more than okay,” he said with a chuckle. “Especially now that I can see you.”

“Good,” she said as she took his face in her hands and leaned down to kiss him. “I was worried you were going to freak out.”

“Well, I was a little concerned at first,” he said against her lips before kissing her back. “But I know you wouldn’t do anything bad. Could you take the cuffs off, though? My arms are getting tired.”

“Sure, but I’m not done with you yet.” She straddled his hips, her soaking pussy brushing against his cock.

Corey’s face burned as she loomed over him to unlock the cuffs, her breasts just a hair away from his face. She tossed them to the side when they were unlocked and kissed both of his wrists before letting him sit up and wrap his aching arms around her. He buried his face in her chest and kissed her breasts as she stroked his hair and let him hold her for as long as he wanted.

“I think you’ve earned a reward,” she whispered into his hair after they’d been quiet for a while. “Lie down for me.”

He lay back down on the bed, his head rested on the pillow while he held her hips in a gentle hold. His breath hitched when she took hold of his cock again and steady sank down onto it, taking him as deep as she possibly could. She watched as his eyes fluttered closed and a pleasured groan crept out of his throat. All that teasing was definitely going to be worth it.

“How’s that feel?” she asked as she ran her fingernails across his chest.

“So good,” he moaned. “Fuck, you feel good.”

“You deserve to feel good because you’re good for me,” she said as she started to leisurely roll her hips.

Corey let his body relax as she started to ride him at a faster pace, letting her take over and guide him to where she wanted him to go. His eyes fought to stay open so he could watch her as she moved up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet cunt at a steady pace. The submissive side of him that rarely come to the surface had completely taken over, and he wasn’t going to fight it.

“Please, baby,” he whined as he squeezed her hips. “Don’t stop.”

“You want me to make you cum, don’t you, honey?” she teased and slowed her movements down.

“Please.” He grasped her hips harder, trying to coax her into riding him faster. “I wanna cum so bad.”

“You’ll get to cum,” she purred as she sped up again, her breath hitching when the tip of his cock brushed against her sweet spot. “Just be patient.”

She had a feeling that she wasn’t going to last as long as he would, her previous orgasm had made her tight and sensitive. Her clit tingled as it rubbed against his pubic hair, the friction warming her up again as his cock moved inside her. She slowed down occasionally, her legs already tired from sitting on his face earlier but she was determined to keep going.

“I think you’re gonna cum first,” Corey said through panted breaths and run his palms up and down her back. She started to slow down again but he tightened his hold on her to move her up and down on his cock. “Don’t slow down, I want you to cum first.”

A pang of pleasure shot through her body and her cunt clenched around his cock, a fresh wave of arousal coating him. She firmly planted her hands on his chest, feeling his heart race beneath her palms, and lifted herself up and down, riding his cock faster and making sure to hit her sweet spot every time.

He moaned louder as she rode him, watching her breasts bounce with each drop of her hips and her face contort in pleasure. He knew his own face was red and his brows furrowed but he didn’t care, he wanted her to see how good he was making her feel and how unashamed he was to be taken care of by her.

She took one of his hands from her hips and pulled it to her mouth so she could suck his thumb, coating it with her spit before guiding him to rub her clit. Her breath hitched and her body jerked when he made contact with her overly sensitive clit. She let him sit up against the headboard without getting off him, her breasts just the right height for him to bury his face in.

Corey rubbed her clit faster as he teased her breasts with his mouth, kissing along the sides and running his tongue along her nipples before taking them into her mouth and sucking, his moans vibrating into her skin. Her stomach turned again as her second orgasm came closer, her breath coming out in broken moans before she finally stiffened against him and let all her breath out in one long moan. 

Her contracting pussy triggered his own climax and he thrust his hips up into hers to help her ride it out, pumping his cum into her as he groaned into her chest. He wrapped his arms around her again and pulled her close to his body as he lifted his head to meet hers. He locked his lips with hers in a breathless kiss, desperate to touch her as much as he could before she would let him go again.

She pulled away and rested her forehead against his as they both caught their breath, stroking his shoulders and biceps. She kept his cock inside her until he softened, letting him hold her close and kissing him tenderly before she climbed off him and lay down on the bed next to him.

“How do you feel?” she asked as he shuffled down to rest his head on her chest. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” Corey said, his voice soft and dreamy. “Yeah, I’m good. Are you okay?”

“Sweetie, I’m fine,” she said with a giggle. “I’m the one who tied you up so I could fuck you.”

He hummed and snuggled into her, listening to her heartbeat as he basked in the afterglow and let her play with his hair. He thought he was about to fall asleep again when she spoke up.

“Y’know, if you wanted to wake me up by going down on me, I wouldn’t be opposed to it,” she said. “Handcuffs or not.”

“I may just keep a note of that somewhere in case you forget,” he said. “Because that may just be something I’ll end up doing.”

[memobread]

update

hey guys i have a bunch of shit going on and im super overwhelmed so the fics will prob take longer than usual. I'm sorry, but i really need to focus rn.

[nishymoon]

𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐭.

⁝ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄/: Sorry this I took so long to upload something 😭 I continued to write but only in Italian, as soon as I have time I'll translate everything and post it! I've loved Joey for as long as I can remember and this is my first one-shot dedicated to him, I hope you like it! Warning: Smut!

[aesthetically-dying101]

Masterlist

Selfless plug for my own sake lmao (also these works can be found on wattpad)

Joey Jordison x !drummer reader (she/her) (reader is also hard of hearing) Enemies to lovers type of thing:

hehehee

Slipknot ensemble x reader. (reader has they/them pronouns and the smut is both female and male) also the reader has asthma. a whole lot of smut, and a whole lot of fuckedupery. (story was inspired by milk_gate):

WATTPAD:

and the same fics, tho, Enemy of Salvation here is in the POV of my OC Alice.

[liamglob]

[dislocatedshoulders]

It be a new year, new fic (It's the middle of winter but I want to go hiking now) 😻

[humanrinds]

oh hiii pls look at my fic i think it’s neat

[jimsbeetroot]

Can you write a one shot for Corey? The reader is in the studio with Slipknot. Corey takes screams and reader, his girlfriend, loves them. Reader gives him loving looks. The others make fun of it and tease reader. Corey comforts them (hug,...).

February, 2001.

I was unsure as to if you were requesting a smut. I made it none smutty, but comment and I’ll change that real quick! This is not my best writing at all, I’m trying to get back into my groove, though!

The dimly lit studio was alive with the sound of metal, an almost tangible energy crackling in the air. Slipknot was deep into the recording of their latest album, *Iowa*, and Corey was in his element. His voice ranged from guttural screams to melodic growls, filling the room with an intense rawness that only he could deliver. You were in awe. You always were, but at that moment, watching him so in touch with that realness. You almost wanted to shed a tear.

You sat on a worn-out leather couch at the back of the studio, watching him pour his soul into every note. You marveled at the transformation of the man you loved into the suffering, terrifying frontman of Slipknot.

For you, it was a revelation each time you witnessed Corey perform. The power of his voice resonated within you, sending chills down your spine and igniting a fire in your core. You adored him in these moments, wrapped in a mix of awe and desire. It wasn’t just about his voice or the music; it was the passion he exuded, the way he owned every inch of his space, commanding the attention of everyone around him.

The band was in the middle of recording "The Heretic Anthem," a track that pushed the limits of intensity and speed. Your heart raced in time with the furious drumbeats, your pulse mirroring the ferocity of the music. You were utterly captivated, caught in a trance of admiration and something more primal.

You shifted slightly on the couch, unable to tear your eyes away from Corey. His presence was magnetic, drawing you in with every scream and every breath he took between verses. The rest of the band played on, each member a vital part of the chaotic symphony, but for you, Corey was the focus.

As Corey launched into the chorus, your heart swelled with pride. You knew how much this album meant to him, how much of himself he poured into every lyric and every note. *Iowa* was a darker, more intense journey than their debut, a reflection of the struggles and triumphs the band had faced. And at the center of it all was Corey, baring his soul for the world to hear.

But the bandmates, keen observers and expert teasers, couldn’t let the moment pass unnoticed. Between takes, Joey Jordison grinned mischievously and pointed at you. "Looks like someone's got it bad for our scream king over here," he joked, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm. The others joined in, their laughter infectious and loud, echoing off the studio walls.

Mick Thomson leaned over his guitar, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, you should see her face when Corey hits those high notes. Bet the studio isn’t the only place she hears it."

The rest of the band chuckled, their teasing lighthearted but relentless. Paul Gray added, "I think we have a new number-one fan in the room."

Your face flushed a deep crimson, your initial amusement quickly giving way to embarrassment. You tried to laugh it off, but their good-natured ribbing hit a sensitive spot. You didn’t want to be seen as just another fan, caught up in the allure of a rock star. She was there for Corey—the man behind the mask and the music. She was his girl, had been for over two years, and you sure as hell wasn’t planning on leaving either.

Sensing your discomfort, Corey stepped away from the mic and crossed the room with his usual attitude, the teasing giving way to a more sincere energy. He slid onto the couch beside you, draping an arm around your shoulders. The warmth of his presence was immediate and reassuring.

"Hey," he cooed, leaning in close so only you could hear him over the noise of the studio. "Don’t let them get to you. They’re just messing around."

You sighed and looked into his eyes, finding the comfort she needed. “I know,” you replied, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s just...sometimes I feel like they see me as a groupie.”

Corey shook his head, his gaze steady and sincere. “They don’t, trust me. They love you, they’re just- they’re bored and tired and fucking immature.” He gently squeezed your thigh and leant in to kiss your cheek.

Reassured by his words, you felt the tension melt away, replaced by a renewed confidence in her place beside him. You loved Corey, not just as the charismatic lead singer of Slipknot, but as the man who held her close and knew her heart.

The session resumed, Corey back at the mic, his voice a weapon of raw emotion and strength. You watched him again, your heart swelling with pride and affection. The teasing had faded into the background, and all that remained was the music and the man she loved. You were no longer embarrassed, only exhilarated by the unbreakable bond you shared amid the chaos and creativity of the studio.

[humanrindswrites]

you're mine

summary: corey’s a little jealous

pairing: corey taylor x female reader/oc

warnings: smut, jealousy, rough sex, oral sex (male receiving), begging, light dom/sub, possessiveness, aftercare (let me know if i missed anything!)

word count: 2459 words

a/n: i finally did it! my soft vanilla ass wrote a rougher smut!

He knew that he was overreacting, but his mind was too clouded over for him to rationalise his thoughts. There was only one thought in his mind and that was the scumbag on the other side of the bar trying to put his arm around his girl.

Corey had never considered himself to be the jealous or possessive type, but something in his brain just clicked. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the guy touching her, but whatever it was, he didn’t like it.

He drained the rest of his drink in one shot before placing it down on the bar and making his way over, dodging anybody who accidentally stepped into his path. He kept his eyes forward as he moved, watching as the asshole put his hand on the small of her back and she cringed, trying to get away from him.

When he finally reached them, he gently touched her on her forearm, trying to catch her attention without frightening her. She looked so relieved when she saw him, her jaw tense with discomfort. He could have been wrong, but her eyes screamed get this creep off of me.

“Hey, I was looking for you,” Corey said loudly, making sure the creep could hear him. “Making friends?” He noticed the guy gave him a dirty look out of the corner of his eye and shot him one back.

“We were in the middle of a conversation,” the guy said, trying to pull her away from Corey.

“Get your hands off my girlfriend before I break them,” he growled, keeping his eyes on him until he cowered away and ran off.

“Baby?” she said, pulling him out of his thoughts. “You’re squeezing my arm a little too hard.”

“Oh shit, sorry,” he said as he let go of her arm, her skin returning to its normal colour. “Wanna get out of here?”

She nodded and rubbed her arm where he’d been holding her. “Yeah, I just want to go home.”

The ride home was awkward. A tense air surrounded them both as they sat in silence, Corey squeezing her knee every now and then as if he was reminding her that he was there. She didn’t think that the confrontation in the bar had gotten to him so much, but the way his jaw was clenched and he wouldn’t look her in the eye told her the opposite.

As soon as they were through the front door, she found herself pushed up against the wall, his hands trailing over her body, groping and squeezing exactly where he knew she liked best while he attached his mouth to the underside of her jaw.

“I’ve wanted to do this since I saw that asshole hanging off you,” he husked in her ear, his fingers dipping into the top of her dress and pulling it down to expose her breasts. “Show him what he can’t have because you’re all mine.”

She tried to speak but could only whine, wordlessly begging him to keep going. Corey was usually so gentle with her, so caring and loving that when he got into a rougher mood, it both excited her and made her nervous. He wouldn’t dream of hurting her or doing anything she didn’t want, but the uncertainty made her tremble.

“Is this okay?” he asked when he noticed how she reacted. “Tell me if you don’t like it.”

“I’m fine,” she said, letting herself relax against the wall. “Just do what you need.”

He smiled softly and tenderly kissed her forehead before leading her into the living room and guiding her to perch on the arm of the sofa, his hands planted firmly on her hips.

“Look at you,” he breathed as he trailed his fingers along her jaw and tilted her face up to his. “I don’t blame anybody for wanting to touch you, but you’re my pretty girl.”

Her face warmed under his fingers and she cast her eyes away from him briefly. “Don’t be shy,” he said. “It's true.”

He closed the gap between them, pushing his lips against hers and kissing her fiercely. She grabbed hold of his arms to keep her balance and let him pull her body closer to his, his hand on her hip squeezing so tight she was bound to have bruises in the morning. His tongue plunged between her lips, forcing them apart and letting him explore more of her as she whined into his mouth and raked her nails over his shoulders.

“I think I want this mouth somewhere else,” he said when he broke away from her and ran his thumb along her swollen lower lip. “Get on your knees.”

Without taking her eyes off him, she hopped off the sofa arm and sank to the floor. She could already see how hard he was through his jeans and her mouth watered in excitement as she unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Her heartbeat quicked when she felt him twitch under her fingers and she let her eyes drift up to see the wolfish look on his face.

“You know what to do,” he purred as he stroked her hair, his fingers slightly tightening.

Slowly, she pulled his zipper down and pushed his jeans down just enough to keep them out of the way. His hips bucked when she finally pulled his hard length out of his underwear, pulsing and throbbing in her hand. A pleasured sigh escaped his mouth when she stroked him before running her soft tongue up the length of his shaft. Her hand continued to stroke as she took the head into her mouth and sucked gently, building up the pleasure just the way he liked.

“Good girl,” he breathed. “You don’t want anyone else’s cock, do you?”

She hummed around his cock and continued to suck, moving her head up and down and stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Corey’s hold on the back of her head alternated between gently stroking and pulling her hair whenever a strong pang of pleasure coursed through him.

“I could just fuck this pretty mouth of yours,” he breathed as she gathered more of her hair into his hand. “Cum all over your face so that you won’t forget who you belong to.”

Her cunt clenched and dampened at his words, making her speed up her movements and moan when his precum hit her tongue. She let her hand travel down her body to play with her clit through her panties, already hard and sensitive from being teased by him. Her hips bucked into her hand as she continued to touch herself and was about to dip her fingers inside her panties when a particularly rough tug on her hair brought her attention back to Corey.

“That’s my job,” he said as he pulled his cock from her mouth and leaned down to hold her face in his hand. “If you wanted your pussy played with that badly, you should have asked.”

“Please,” she whined as she looked up at him with pleading eyes.

“Please, what?”

“Please play with my pussy, Corey.”

He softened his hold on her face and stroked her cheek as he let go of her head and helped her stand up. 

“Good girl,” he crooned before kissing her again. “Bend over the side of the couch.”

She immediately turned around and positioned herself on the arm of the couch, her feet staying on the floor while her hips were raised over the couch and her face rested on the cushions. Her dress was pushed up slightly by the position and her skin tingled when she felt Corey pull the bottom up over her hips, exposing her behind to him. She heard him hum from behind her and tried to turn her head to see him, but only managed to see her back.

“Now this is a view I like to see,” he said, punctuating it with a firm smack on her behind. She squeaked in surprise and her cunt clenched again, begging to be touched.

“Please, baby,” she whined, her voice muffled by the cushions. “I need you.”

“So impatient,” he crooned as he pulled her panties down her legs.

Once they were discarded, he spread her lips apart and gazed in awe at the treat waiting for him, her inner lips swollen and puffy, her cunt dripping and clenching before him. His fingers easily slid through her arousal, teasing her before swirling around her hard clit and making her squirm in pleasure.

“Fuck, you’ve got such a pretty pussy,” he breathed as he pushed two of his fingers inside, savouring how her walls swallowed and pulsed around them.

She rocked her hips in time with his fingers, guiding him to where she needed him the most, only for him to immediately pull them out again and smack her ass again.

“You’re not going to cum on my fingers, babydoll,” he said and loomed over her body, his mouth next to her ear. “You’re going to cum on my cock.”

She whimpered and tried to plant her feet firmer on the floor, readying herself for him to crash into her. Her fingers curled into fists under her shoulders when she felt him run the tip of his cock through her folds, coating it with her essence before finally pushing inside. She was so pent up that she felt like she was being split in two in the best way. Corey immediately set a harsh pace, his hips crashing into her behind as he held her so hard his fingers sank into her flesh.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he panted as he fucked her, enjoying the dull slapping sound of his hips colliding with her ass. “Gonna make sure you know you’re mine.”

She opened her mouth to catch her breath, only for a shaky moan to escape her lips. The feeling of him roughly sliding in and out of her was more intense than anything she’d ever felt before, and the fabric of the couch rubbing her nipples raw only added to it. Her mind had gone blank, the evening completely erased and the only thought left was him. His hands on her body, his lips on her neck, his cock inside her.

Corey took a handful of her hair and roughly pulled her to arch her back, a loud moan flying from her mouth at the change of angle. She felt less stable being held up, but she couldn’t deny how good it felt. Her breath came out in pants and moaned as she begged him to keep fucking her, to make her forget about any other man.

“You want me to make you cum, baby?” he asked as he trailed his fingers up and down her spine.

“Please,” she whimpered. “I want to cum so badly.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you cum,” he said. “I’m gonna drag it out of you, again and again.”

She swallowed thickly and her cunt immediately clenched around him, her first orgasm fast approaching. She kept her hands planted on the couch as he continued to pound into her, resisting the urge to sneak her hand under her body to play with her clit. Her nails dug into the couch cushion and she bit her lip hard enough to bleed as she let Corey take over her body, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

A cry burst out of her lungs when she fell over the edge, her pussy clamping down and pulsing around his cock until she was a panting mess. Corey let go of her hair and pushed down on her back to let her lie flat on the couch, his other hand staying on her hip but not gripping as hard.

“That’s it, baby,” he cooed as he continued to fuck her through her high. “You’ve got one more in you, I know it.”

“I can’t,” she whined, her head too heavy to lift. “I don’t think I can.”

“Yes, you can,” he said as he pulled out and helped her turn over. “Be a good girl and cum again for me. Here, I’ll give you a hand.”

Now lying on her back with her legs spread wide, she welcomed him back inside her warmth and her eyes immediately rolled back when he hit her sweet spot again. Corey continued his rapid pace, his hips snapping against hers as he drove his cock into her. He could feel his stomach getting tight as his own orgasm started to creep up on him and brushed his thumb over her clit, building her pleasure up again.

“How’s that feel?” he crooned as he watched her grope at her breasts and listened to her moan in response. 

Her clit twitched under his thumb, growing more and more sensitive as he touched it. He knew that she was already getting close again as her cries and moans became louder and closely spaced together, her hips bucking up into him until her mouth hung open and her back arched sharply.

She clamped down on his cock again, triggering his own climax and making him spill thick cum inside her. Her body jolted and trembled as he continued to thrust into her, the overstimulation making her whine and try to close her legs.

Corey finally stilled when his high had passed, his body starting to feel loose as he loomed over her. He caught his breath and steadily pulled out to watch his cum drip out of her spent pussy. If she hadn’t milked him dry he could have gotten hard again.

“Good girl,” he said as he stroked her thighs and came to lie with her on the couch. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She smiled and shook her head as she cuddled up to him, resting her head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat. Her whole body felt boneless and relaxed, but different to how she felt when he was gentle with her.

“I dunno what came over me tonight,” he said after they were both quiet for a while. “I just saw how uncomfortable you were with him hanging off you and I didn’t like it.”

“It’s okay,” she said as she ran her hands along his exposed forearms. “You handled it better than I’ve seen some guys.”

“I’m just glad you don’t think I was taking it out on you.”

“I knew exactly what was going through your head. But maybe you should get like that more often if it means you’ll fuck me like that.”

He pulled her further into him, lying her on top of him as he rested his forehead against hers.

“I don’t need to get jealous to fuck you like that, sweetheart.”

[ims0vain]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Slipknot (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jim Root/Corey Taylor Characters: Jim Root, Corey Taylor Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Smut, Shameless Smut, Gratuitous Smut, Sex, Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Orgasm, Handcuffs, Daddy Kink, Dom/sub, Control, Role Reversal, Sexual Frustration Series: Part 11 of Forever Rooted In Des Moines, Iowa Summary:

Jim and Corey sleep in the same bed. Except they don't really sleep. At least not tonight.

[nuchester]

Intro post <3

Here’s a little introduction post for those who are curious!

me!

- my name is chloe

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the blog!

- what I plan on doing:

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- Other: horror movie characters (mostly antagonists), Connor McDavid, Jude Bellingham, Cristiano Ronaldo

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- what I’ll write:

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- noncon, cnc, things like that

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[aurinkomoukari]

the one where Jim kidnaps you (63044 words) by aurinkomoukari Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Slipknot (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Jim Root/Reader Characters: Jim Root, Reader, Corey Taylor Additional Tags: Angst and Fluff and Smut, Asshole Exes, Low Self-Esteem, body issues, kinda angsty nihilism, mentions of death and cancer, I’M GOING SOMEWHERE WITH THIS OK???, LIKE SERIOUSLY BEAR WITH ME, heavy metal festivals, Jim being cute and awkward and charming and adorable 🥺, Hardcore flirting, Praise, oops i mean TOOTH-ROTTING PRAISE, spiked drinks, Drugging, BAD COREY, Kidnapping, supernatural shit, demon jim, demon corey, THEY’RE ALL DEMONS!! 😈, well………… sort of, Jim being the most awkward demon in the history of demons 😩😩😩, Imprisonment, but at least they got good linens and Netflix over there lmao, Mating Cycles, going into heat, Breeding, Extinction, reader is very breedable, SO OBVIOUSLY DEMON JIM HAS TO BREED U Y’KNOW, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, hunger strike, but it’s short-lived bc jim won’t tolerate your bullshit, JIM DOLES OUT TOUGH LOVE, Caregiving, Tenderness, super fluffy, Affection, gentle jim 🥺, very confusing feelings toward your captor, it’s the brief moment of calm before the shit storm so…………………… yeah, extremely realistic nightmares, Rape, non-con, Forced Orgasms, BAD JIMBO!, Anxiety, Panic, Kind of a Mental Breakdown, READ THE TAGS PLEASE 🙏🏼, AND BRACE YOURSELF FOR ALL THE DEMON WANG, desperate escape attempts, the Slipknot boys join the party!!!, poor jimbo gets hit in the face, AND a little mauled by his brothers, so not a good moment to be an enormous awkward demon giraffe lmao, VERY ANGRY JIM 🤬, Altar Sex, Betrayal, Humiliation, Restraints, Teasing, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, AND WAY TOO MUCH DEMON JIZZ I TELL YOU!!!! 💦, apologies and human heats and hate-fucking and clones and aftercare (if you squint), oh and piranhas with lowkey mommy issues, SO THE USUAL Y’KNOW 😂🥴

Chapter summary:

Everything is different in your life when you wake up. There’s a cub growing inside you and you have to find a way to face Jim, who’s gone in your mind from a friend to an assailant. It’s not exactly helping matters that something very odd is taking place in your body…

[slxsherwriter]

Hello and welcome to my depraved little corner of tumblr. Here I write for a variety of slasher and horror characters. Primarily will be featuring drabbles with the occasional longer piece. Headcanons will feature from time to time

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Angst

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Michael Myers (primarily Rob Zombie based)

Corey Cunningham

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

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Eric Newlon

Jesse Cromeans

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Stu Macher

Ethan Landry

Mickey Altieri

Jedidiah Sawyer

Tex Sawyer

Thomas Brown Hewitt

Jason Voorhees

Evan MacMillan

Frank Morrison

Caleb Quinn

John Ryder

Leslie Vernon

Ethan Belfrage

Dr. Richard Sommers

Lawrence O'Neill

Lawrence Gordon

Robert Englund characters

Wayne Jackson (A Good Day for It)

Stuart Lloyd (The Last Showing)

Dr. Peter Andover (Fear Clinic)

Professor William Wexler (Urban Legend)

Doc Halloran (Behind the Mask)

Dr. Anton Rudolph (Python)

Jim Bickerman (Lake Placid)

Mayor Buckman (2001 Maniacs)

Warden Kane (The Funhouse Massacre)

Inkubus (Inkubus)

Sheriff Richard Berger (Heartstopper)

Scratch Monahan (Windfall)

Detective Gassner (Criminal Minds)

Mr. Meredith (Natty Knocks)

Tim Wexler (MacGyver)

Vaughn (Hunter)

Lyle Eckert (Walker Texas Ranger)

Costas Mandylor characters

Mark Hoffman (Saw)

The Warden (Death Count)

John Shepherd (Bloodthirst)

Agent Cole Bennett (Night of the Sicario)

Cylus Atkinson (The Horde)

Raymond Crowe (Saints & Sinners)

Jim (Blackout)

Chase Harper (Primal Doubt)

Stephan Lang characters

Norman Nordstrom (Don’t Breathe)

The Party Crasher (The Hard Way)

Miles Quartich (Avatar)

Fred Parras (VFW)

Holt Ramsey (A Good Marriage)

John Korver(Gridlocked)

Tony Cobb (Monkey Paw)

Nathaniel Taylor (Terra Nova)

Richard Brake characters

Winslow Foxworth Coltrane (3 From Hell)

Doom-head (31)

Dean Portman (Doom)

Otis Clairborne (RIPD 2)

William Colcott (The Gates)

Mr. Big (Bingo Hell)

Dr. Henry Augustus Wolfgang (The Munsters)

Norman Tyrus (A Good Day For It)

Bill Moseley characters

Otis Driftwood

Luigi Largo (Repo)

Darryl (Old 37)

Logan Burnhardt (Dead Air)

Frank (Fair Game)

Doc (Shed of the Dead)

Zach Garrett (Halloween)

Jake Spooler (The Practice)

Abner Honeywell (Natty Knocks)

Gimple (Minutes to Midnight)

Captain Harris (Welcome to Horrorwood series)

Farmer Sam (Hayride to Hell)

Bruce (Boar)

Jacob Sutter (The Horde)

Peter Van Hooten (The House of the Witchdoctor)

Deputy Henry Depford (Dead Souls)

[hall0ween-twn]

LITTLE MISS STRANGE lyrics prompts

choose between corey, eddie or steve for a prompt with angst, fluff or smut. one lyric at a time please.

a/n: i'm not good at angst or fluff but i really wanted to use this as a practice. also, i just love this au and the story i've gotten to create with clemkruckinnie so much!! these songs are from my playlists and thought that fit the au a lot.

1 “your face on my ceiling, i fantasize.” 🎵 prisoner, miley cyrus feat. dua lipa

2 “i need somebody with a human touch.” 🎵 stop, spice girls

3 “but i made up my mind, i'm keeping my baby.” 🎵 papa don’t preach, madonna

4 “i'm the reason why you can't get to sleep.” 🎵 tangled up in me, skye sweetnam

5 “why do you only promise underneath the stars?” 🎵 in the dark, ava max

6 “i wish i’d never seen your face.” 🎵 change, pale waves

7 “if you really did care about me, it wouldn’t take another man to make you understand that you want me.” 🎵 same ol’ same ol’, pyt 

8 “the only thing i’m guilty of is giving you too much love.” 🎵 this is me, dream

9 “it's as if you know me better than i ever knew myself.” 🎵 pieces of me, ashlee simpson

10 “is there someone else? is there a place for me?” 🎵 summer night town (english version), coconuts musume

11 “but then i understand, the friend i’m dreaming of is far away.” 🎵 show me how, men i trust

12 “darling, if you only knew, all the things that flow through my mind.” 🎵 fantasy, mariah carey

13 “i'm more than willing to rot in hell with you.” 🎵 eternally yours, motionless in white

14 “does your mother know that you’re out?” 🎵 does your mother know, abba

15 “they’re bringing up my history but you weren’t even listening.” 🎵 lavender haze, taylor swift

16 “i fell in love with that person i see everyday.” 🎵 romantic ukare mode, miki fujimoto

17 “you take my hand, and you say you've changed.” 🎵 too little too late, jojo

18 “it’s useless crying over how i was too late to be honest with you.” 🎵 bitansan, juice=juice

19 “you're not the one i'm supposed to love.” 🎵 tell my mama, christina grimmie

20 “we were right 'til we weren't.” 🎵 flowers, miley cyrus

21 “i thought it was a one-sided love, but was i wrong?” 🎵 crazy about you, minimoni

22 “no one else has made me fall as hard as what i have for you.” 🎵 no one else, reachback

23 “baby don't be gentle, i can handle anything.” 🎵 right where you want me, jesse mccartney

24 “and i only need a little time to satisfy this craving that i'm feeling inside.” 🎵 scary, britney spears

25 “i want to treasure my smile for the person i love.” 🎵 i wish, morning musume

26 “i hate the way you still know everything about me.” 🎵 unforgettable, the best week ever

27 “i can't contain my joy 'cause i finally found the boy i've been missing.” 🎵 i can hear the bells, hairspray

28 “guess mine is not the first heart broken.” 🎵 hopelessly devoted to you, grease

29 “shut your mouth and lose them tighty-whities!” 🎵 dead girl walking, heathers

30 “possible she wants you too.” 🎵 kiss the girl, the little mermaid