#Devon bostick smut

[haydenlovers]

FemReader x Sam Monroe and Rodrick Heffley

18+ - smut, threesome (mmf), bukkake, oral (m and f), face riding, double penetration, multiple orgasms, creampie, safe word (established but not used), praises, slight degration if you squint your eyes, swearing, pet names (princess, baby, darling.)

Word count - 2.6k

Summary - Sam and Rodrick were best friends, who lived across the street from you. You had hooked up with them both previously at separate times. But things escalate when they both find out that they’ve fucked you.

Not proof read

Enjoy :)

After a long day you stood in the shower as the warm water hit your chest, and a feeling of relief came over you. You had called Sam and he was coming over so you guys could hook up. When suddenly you hear footsteps entering your bathroom. You stare through the foggy glass as two tall slim figures stand there. You rub your eyes. “Sam?” You say.

“Yes darling?” He replies

You pop your head out of the shower to see Rodrick standing next to Sam. Shock flew over your face as they both stood there with a smug look on their face.

“So what made you call Sam and not me.” Rodrick asks.

You didn’t know the answer to that and you just stared at him blankly.

“Because, princess I can show you good time, if not better then Sam.” He smirks.

Sam punches him in the shoulder “you wish.”

“Do you think you can handle both of us.” Rodrick smirks.

You nod without a second thought.

“Use your words baby.” Sam asserted.

“Yes.” You say.

They both are quick to undress. Revealing their long thick cocks, hard and dripping with pre cum. Sam was long and veiny, with a pink tinge to it. While Rodricks was slightly shorter but thicker. It wasn’t the first time you had seen them but it felt like it.

You open the shower door to reveal your body to them leaving them breathing heavier and filling their eyes with desire. They entered the shower before Sam’s lips quickly met yours, the kiss was passionate yet sloppy, his tongue scoping out your mouth exploring as much as he could. Slowly moving down to your neck where he sucked small hickies all over. Rodrick leaned in to kiss you as Sam continued marking up your neck. Your tongues fighting, and his winning dominance easily, as one hand rested in your hair and his other grabbing your ass. Both hands in each of their hair tugging ever so lightly, as Sam explored your body with his hands and started leaving hickies on your tits. As slowly rubbing your nipple between his fingers, while his tongue swirled around the other. The kiss with Rodrick becoming more aggressive and Sam’s touch becomes more desperate. Your knees felt weak and your pussy felt wet, when all of a sudden they both pull away making you wince at the loss of their touch.

“Your safe word is ‘flower.’ If at any time you want us to stop, we will.” Sam says

Rodrick nods in agreeance. “Ok.” You reply

“Get on your knees baby.” Sam demands.

You get on your knees ands the warm water runs past Sam and Rodrick and hits your chest making your nipples hard. You hum at the sight of their lengths being so close to your face.

“Open.” Rodrick says softly as he lifts up your chin and grabs the end of his member bringing towards your mouth. As you open your mouth he gently enters his tip as you swirl your tongue around him tasting the salty pre cum. He grabs a handful of hair and lightly pulls to help guide himself further into your mouth. Hitting the back of your throat causing tears to swell in your eyes as he dragged himself back and forth inside your drooling mouth. He groans at the sensation, he bites his lip as you look up at him.

He slowly pulls away leaving your mouth empty, as Sam steps closer and smirks at you. You open your mouth and get slowly slides his thick hard member into your mouth. He grabs the back of your head and without warning he shoves his cock to the back of your throat making you gag slightly. He rocks his hips back and forth as his cock continues to abuses the back of your throat. He looks down at you and whimpers “so fucking good.”

He removes himself from your mouth, as a small string of saliva followed his member. You were unsure of who to look at, your eyes were filled with desire as they towered over you. They reached their hands to their hard ons and started stroking ever so slowly, only inches away from your face. They increased their pace, causing them to whimper. You could feel your walls clench with nothing inside, leaving you feel empty. Wanting their touch so badly. Soft whimpers left their mouth more frequently, as their veiny hands ran up and down their cocks.

“I’m gonna cum.” Rodrick moans

“Me too.” Sam grunts

Your chest felt heavy and your pussy felt wet, as you saw their dicks twitch, you knew that they were close.

“Be a good girl and open your mouth.” Sam whimpers

You open your mouth and stick out your tongue as they pump faster, hot spurts of cum spill onto your face and into your mouth as Rodrick and Sam reach their climax. Your face dripping with hot cum from your cheeks to your tits, you swallow whatever landed in your tongue, licking your lips to get another taste of their salty seed.

Sam and Rodrick stood there both out of breath. Rodrick puts a hand out to help you up, to stand under the water to rinse the remaining cum still left on your face and chest.

“Why don’t you dry off and we’ll meet you in the bedroom.” Sam whispered

You nod and head off to your bedroom with your towel barely wrapped around you. Rodrick popped his head out of the shower before saying “oh and don’t bother putting on any clothes, you won’t be needing any.”

You blush at his statement and go sit on the end of your bed fiddling with your hands as you wait for them to come out. You hear the shower stop, and footsteps approaching your bedroom. They enter with a towel wrapped around their waist showing each of their prominent v lines and happy trails leading down to the bulge below.

“Lay down baby.” Sam says as both of the boys drop their towels.

Sam comes closer to you and leaning in to kiss you. As his hands trails down your towel to find an entrance before opening it and revealing your nude body. He pulls away to look you up and down before Rodrick moves onto the bed as he rests beside you and kisses you passionately. His tongue explores your mouth, as his hands rest on your waist caressing your skin softly, while you run your fingers through his hair tugging causing his breathing to become heavier. You feel hands run up your thighs spreading your legs apart, and see that Sam is face to face with your pussy. He slowly kisses your inner thighs getting closer to your folds, as you can feel his hot breath brush against your clit. Your breathing became heavier as and the kiss with Rodrick becomes more aggressive as your tongue tries to fight for dominance. Sam licked a stripe up your folds, causing you to let out a soft whimper. He placed a gentle kiss on your clit before circling it with his tongue, and sucking it gently. Moving in such slow motions teasing you, and making you squirm. He wraps his arms under thighs to stop you moving so much. It became harder to concentrate on kissing Rodrick as Sam teased your soaking pussy. Sam pulls away without a word.

“No, please don’t stop.” You beg

Without another second his face dives back into your pussy as he starts to devour you. It was like this man was starved, and the only thing that he wanted was your pussy. Rodrick smirks at your reaction as you arch your back while Sam continues to eat you out. Rodrick nibbles at your jaw and moves down to your neck leaving more marks as he gently sucks your skin. Sam’s tongue moving faster around your clit, he slips one finger in your entrance curling it teasingly. Rodrick cupped your tit thumbing your nipple, while he sucked on the other. Sam slipped another finger in curling it in the perfect place, you grabbed Sam’s hair harshly causing him to groan against you. Pleasure coursed throughout your body as his tongue swirled around your clit, while wet sounds and moans filled the room. Tension started to built in your stomach, as Sam added another finger, causing you to arch your back. Rodrick continued marking up your tits, leaving love bites all over going back and forth between each of your nipples sucking on them harshly, making them hard. Moans left your mouth as you felt your stomach become tight.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum.” You moan

“That’s it baby cum on his face.” Rodrick says.

You reach your climax as your juices spill out onto Sam’s face, trying to catch your breath. He pulled his fingers from your entrance and licked then clean humming at the taste of you. Rodrick sat up and lifted you onto his lap, he laid down and placed his hands on your hips grasping them firmly. While Sam moved and sat behind Rodrick looking you up and down with desperation.

“I want you to ride my face.” Rodrick pleas

“I-“

“Full body weight I want to feel your pussy grinding on my face till you cum.” Rodrick interrupts.

You comply and move up so your pussy is hovering over his face. You can feel his breathing become more rapid as you lower yourself down, putting your full body weight on him as you face Sam. Rodricks hands rest on your ass, rubbing his thumbs gently to feel your soft skin. Sam placed his hands on your waist guiding you.

“Come on baby. Ride his face.” Sam demands

He moves your hips in a slow back and forth motion as your clit brushes against Rodrick’s nose. Slowly picking up the pace as you feel Rodrick tonguing your entrance, and groaning as it sends vibration up your whole body. Sam continues to move your hips as he leans in and kisses your neck, moving up to your mouth. He lightly bit your lip and you moan at the sensation. Now pacing faster and faster as you ride Rodrick’s face. Causing you to whimper and moan into Sam’s mouth as his tongue explored your mouth, you could taste yourself on him. Rodricks breath hitting your wet pussy, as you dripped all over his face. His face as the perfect seat. As his nose hit your clit in the right place causing your orgasm to built up quickly. The familiar feeling in your stomach caused you to, squeeze your thighs against Rodrick’s face as you became closer to your climax. Your movement became faster and moans became louder. The squelching sound of your pussy against his face causing him to moan.

“You doing so good.” Sam says in your mouth. His hands still rested your hips encouraging you. The tension released as you reach your climax and your cum spilling onto Rodrick face. You sat still for a second to gather your thoughts, slowly hopping up to see Rodrick’s face dripping in your slick, and just sitting down beside him.

“You did so good.” Rodrick praises

You and Rodrick trying catching your breath as Sam asks “Do you think you can come on more time for us.”

“Yes.” You say still out of breath.

“How do you want it.” He asks

“I want to take both of you at the same time.” You pry. Desire fills your eyes, and your body feels hot.

“Come on then.” Rodrick still lays beside you, hinting for you to sit on his cock. You face backwards hovering above Rodrick hard dick. He gathers some of your slick, putting it into your asshole. He lathers some lube onto his member, before grabbing your hips to line you up and lowing you down onto his cock, as soft moans left you mouth as each inch slowly filled you up, stretching out your tight ass. Rodrick pulled your waist back hinting at you to lay down. You followed and layer down resting your head in the nudge of his shoulder, he placed a gently kiss your head. Placing his hands on your hips, moving them towards your thighs to open them up. Sam comes forward and hovers over you and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Just let us know if it’s too much, alright?” Sam assures

You nod.

“Use your words darling.” Rodrick whispers

“Alright.” You say

He lines himself up with your entrance, and slowly pushes his tip in. Moaning at the sensation as each inch made you feel more and more full. Until his cock was fully submerged in your soaking pussy, giving you a moment to adjust to the fullness of both other big cocks inside you.

“Let us know when you’re ready baby.” Sam exclaims

“I’m ready.” You say.

Sam starts thrusting slowly only dragging a small amount of inches in and out, before picking up the pace and making his thrusts deeper and harder. Rodrick thrusts from under neath you causing friction to arise. You had never felt so full, Sam fat cock brushed against your cervix. His motion becoming faster making you moan. The sounds of skin slapping, moans, and the sound of your wet pussy filled the room. Your fingers wrapped in Sam’s hair, pulling as he went deeper. Aggression started to built as each of their thrusts synced and became harder. Rodrick whimpering in your ear as Sam groaned while thrusting into you. You to arched your back. Sam’s groans became louder, as Rodricks whimpers became more intense. The sound you were all making was borderline pornographic. You could feel every inch of them hitting the right spot, your walls clenching around them, making you moaning mess. Your orgasm already building up.

“Fuck- feel so fucking good.” Rodrick whimpers

“Taking us so well baby.” Sam moans

You swear could have come from those words alone. Their thrusts in sync, abusing your sopping cunt and tight ass. Rodrick hands gripping your hips firmly causes them to bruise slightly. Pulling you up and slamming you back down as he thrusted into you so his cock was buried deep inside you. Sam’s hands resting on your waist, making sure your back was arched so he could get as deep as possible.

“M’gonna come.” You moan

“That’s it baby come.” Sam says

The build up and tension in your some arose quickly, your breathing becoming heavier and moans becoming louder. Your legs shaking at the anticipation, as Sam and Rodrick continued stuffing you.

“Fuck I’m getting close.” Rodrick groaned

You could feel their dicks twitching inside you, as your orgasm took over and pleasure coursed throughout your whole body and slick spilled onto Sam’s cock. Rodrick moans as he fills your ass up with his hot seed. Sam following as his cum spills out of your pussy as you come down from your climax. Sam keeps his dick in its place for a moment before pulling it out to reveal your swollen pussy leaking.

“Look so pretty.” Sam says looking at your juices mixed oozing out of your cunt. Rodrick lifting you up to remove himself, as his cum seeped out. He laid to the other side of you, placing a gentle kiss on your lips. “You did so good for us.” He whispers

Sam faces you and places a kiss your lips, trying to sneakily slip his tongue in. “Took us so well.” He smiled “why don’t we go get you cleaned up.”

You smiled simply not knowing what to say about what just happened.

Please let me know what you think. I don’t write smut often so I hope you like it :)

I also didn’t know how to end it, so I’m so sorry

[sunnysoulzz]

Hey sunnyyyyy😋can we get the girl next door crush trope with Rodrick heffley headcannons

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS IS BUT FUCK YEAH

(I’m ngl- I’m very uncultured I had to look up what the girl next door trope was) (also this made me realise idk how to make headcanons)

Contains: rodrick Heffley x f!reader, nsfw, reader and rodrick are neighbours and childhood friends lol, more rodrick accidentally perving on reader, smut under the cut!

You and Rodrick had been friends since childhood. you were neighbours. When you were little you used to always play together, he had a habit of being a bully sometimes.

As you grew up you stayed friends, not as close as you were when you were little, but still close. When he’d get mad at his dad or something, he’d come to your house. He’d talk about music, school, girls he had a crush on. You’d just smile and listen.

He never really saw you as ‘dateable’. You were always just his close friend who he’d go to for comfort, and when he needed someone to talk to.

The two of you would drive around in his van, listening to music, or get snacks together. He’d always tell you about songs his band was working on.

He’s the kind to make you a mixtape of your favourite songs, you face felt hot after he handed it to you.

He definitely throws his arm over your shoulder when he’s walking with you

One day one of your neighbours had a party, your family and rodricks family were both invited. You wore a short skirt and a cute top. That was the first time Rodrick really saw you as a woman. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you, he has a goofy smile as he tried to act cool, his ears tinted red.

After that he realised how much he liked you, even before this, when he would adamantly refuse that he liked you, he definitely did. He’d always try to make you laugh, he thought the way you talked was cute, he’d try to impress you when he played drums, and way more embarrassing stuff he doesn’t want to admit.

Rodrick having a crush on you would 100% mean he’d invite you to every practice and the few places that let his band play. He’d call you his personal roadie lol.

He’d sneak out of the house at night to go to yours, he’d say it was because he was pissed off about something, but really he just wanted to see you.

You’d bring him to your room, trying not to wake your parents, even though they were used to rodrick coming over at random times by now. You talked about hearing a song he would’ve liked, humming the song softly. He immediately blushed, not just because he liked hearing your voice, but also because you thought of him.

You loved how dorky he was, even though he tried to act cool, he really wasn’t.

He never planned to confess, he didn’t want to ruin the friendship and was hoping the crush would just die down overtime, it didn’t. He was talking about you to his friends, yet again, when you showed up at his house unannounced and caught him talking about everything he loves about you. He has never been more embarrassed. He tried to pretend he was talking about another girl while he friends just exchanged knowing glances.

He definitely accidentally perved on you on when you were getting out of the shower.

Rodrick thought you were innocent, he hadn’t seen you bring any guys over, at least none he thought you were hooking up with. And since he’s a virgin too, he really wanted his first time to be with you.

He definitely thinks about you whenever he jerks off :]

You know that whole trope of “accidentally looking though a girls window when she’s changing”? That happened. You both stared at eachother for a few seconds before you felt your face grow hot. You quickly covered your chest and closed the curtains. He popped a boner real fast.

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I’m all out of brain juice 😭 I’m so sorry, I have no idea what this trope is, so I hope this works 🫶🫶 if it doesn’t, I’ll rewrite it fr LOLL but my requests are always open 😼

[another-identityofmine]

•••••••Bounce to the Beat••••••

summary: Rodrick using his new drumsticks for another purpose.

author’s note: I kinda like this new “succinct and short” format! But of course I’ll ask how would like it for a request. Mwah, enjoy! I’m slowly writing everything out of my drafts. And to those who have requested and such, I’m almost done, darlings!

warnings: fingering, eating out, using drumstick as sex toy, female reader….yup.

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Rodrick invited you over to show off his new drumstick and to show his new skills, but in your position now…it is totally different than what you came for.

Here you were, Rodrick on his knees below you, as he ravishes your pussy. You let out soft gasps when the tips of his index and middle finger prod and rub against your entrance. You prop yourself on your elbows and whine. “Rodrick, stop teasing. Please”

He then pulls away with a smirk and lets out an airy laugh. I chew on my bottom lip and glances into your eyes. “Y/n I-I actually wanted to try something…cool.”

When he turns his back and ruffles though his mess on the garage floor, he pulls out his new box that has polished, expensive bamboo drumsticks inside. You raise a brow and hum, “you gonna show me a new beat thingy in the middle of this?” You can’t help but let out a small giggle, and let your head fall back.

He snorts and rolls his eyes playfully, scooting on his knees back to you. His eyes trail from your pretty face to your glistening, pink and wet heat. He gulps and shrugs, blushing scarlet. “N-no…I uh, instead of my fingers. Maybe…my new drumsticks? We don’t have to but I just. Uh, it just popped into my head.” He scratches the back of his head awkwardly and looks off to the floor.

You’re unsure about this. Raising your head up to see the new sticks in his hand already, and down to your needy pussy. Sure you’ve stuck your fingers or his inside of yourself. But an item? It’s new, but you’re too aroused to say no.

When you agree, he gets right to work. Latching onto your puffy clit with such hunger, and tapping your sticky lower lips with the ball tip of his drumstick. Your eyes flutter close and when he expertly grazes his teeth to tongue at your sensitive little bud. He then slips the stick with ease and your eyes roll to the back of your skull. It’s a delicious sensation and your hand flies to tangle your fingers into your hair.

“R-Rodrick, oh fuck! It- so, ah.” Little whimpers and pretty moans escape your lips as he continues to lap up at your pussy lips, pulling away some times to watch his drumstick sink and be engulfed into your vagina. He palms himself through his boxers, going back and moaning into your cunt, pressing the stick faster and it only fuels to your orgasm.

letting out a high gasp, your juices run down his stick and to his fingers. He pulls away with your slick on his chin and he only looks down while pulling the messy and wet-coated drumstick out.

“well at least there’s another purpose for drumsticks than drumming, huh?”

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Author’s note: hope you enjoyed!

[brae-brae]

RODRICK HEFFLEY X READER (SMUT)You know where I live, neighbor

rodrick heffley. your loud and annoying neighbor, not to mention, a total ass hat that just seems to LOVE harassing you at school. whether it's snarky remarks or "accidentally" bumping into you in the hall. but what happens when you see something you weren't meant to, through a window...

(god hes so fooken cute)

Scrolling through TikTok, I suddenly had my ears invaded by the loud music of my neighbor. I rolled my eyes, throwing my blanket off of me and jumping off my bed. God, he does this like every other night. This is getting ridiculous. I try to keep my cool, but tonight? Is not the night. I’m sick of not saying something. This ends tonight. I walked over to my curtains and threw them to the side, opening my window. 

Just as I was about to yell at him I stopped in my tracks. There he was, Rodrick fucking Heffley, with his blaring music, laying on his back, cock in hand. I couldn’t stop staring. His legs shaking slightly, head thrown back, biting his lip, hips slightly bucking into his hands, everything. I felt like such a creep, especially when my thighs closed together, fuck. I was enjoying this… I shouldn’t be enjoying this, but I couldn’t help but watch, the sight of his mouth hanging open, his other hand wrapped around him, gripping the sheets, it was too much. 

I felt my thighs become wet as I rubbed them together for any friction. I couldn’t control myself. My hand slowly made its way down, rudding circles on my clit. I held onto the window sill, as I leaned back. I sat on my bed, legs spread slightly, as I inserted a finger pumping it inside of me. I gripped my bedsheet, adding another finder. God if only it were Rodrick doing this to me… I began quickening my pace, the thought of Rodrick over me, his hair in his face, sweaty, kissing my neck, god it was wrong but it felt so right. 

“Fuck, Rodrick…” I tried to be as quiet as I could, but I couldn’t help myself. I let a louder moan out as I added a third finger. Curving my fingers inside me, I could feel my abdomen tightened as I came undone. “Shit…” Out of breath, legs trembling, guilt washing over me. Just as I removed my fingers from myself, I heard a deep voice, almost a whimper, call my name. “S-shit Fuck! God Y/N!” my head shot up, looking out the window. 

Seeing Rodrick, head still thrown back, mouth even wider, legs shaking violently as he shoots cum all over his hand and stomach. His breathing is heavy, hand running through his hair while he licked his bottom lip. I quickly shut my window and curtains, turning my back to them. What the fuck did I just do. 

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The next day at school, I tried to avoid Rodrick at all costs. Normally, I would “avoid” him, hoping to have some interaction with him. Now? No, never. Even my friends started to notice. Anytime they tried to ask me, I would try to play it off as not enough sleep. As the bell rang for lunch, I stayed in my last class as long as possible, hoping Rodrick wouldn’t be in the halls. As I saw the last few people in the hall, I walked to my locker. As I was putting my books and grabbing my lunch, an arm came crashing down next to me. 

Looking up, I felt my face go red. “Hey, darling, I have a question,” he said with a smirk. Trying not to react to the name. I tried to play it off, rolling my eyes. “Don’t call me that. And what? This better be important” I said with my arms crossed. He looked at me up and down, then cooing me, crossing his arms as well. “Have fun last night?” my face dropped, going pale. He just laughed, clapping his hands together. “Oh god! Your face! Ha!” he cackled. I looked around, embarrassed. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about..” I looked away. His face lent down to mine, that shit-eating smirk, toying at his lips. “Yeah, I think you do.” he looked at my lips and back at my eyes. I rolled my eyes and slammed my locker, causing him to jump. “Nope!” I turned on my heel and began walking away. He grabbed my wrist, turning me around to look at him. “Then why don’t I remind you..” he bent down to my ear and whispered the words he had said last night, “God Y/N..” he chuckled and looked me in the eyes. My face had regained its color and then some. “Shut up!” I whisper-yelled, “I don’t need the whole school to know!” he threw his head back laughing, holding his stomach. “You know,” he paused, and leaned on a locker, “you should come over later… to my place” he winked. “You know where I live, neighbor.” he walked away, saluting me as I stood there in complete shock. 

Like I would ever even consider that! What an asshole! 

I turned and shot him a look. “9 o’clock! If you don’t answer, I leave!”

[ilovejoostkleinlol]

Rodrick heffley x fem!reader

Hardcore

warings: dirty talk,woman,slut or something. dom!Rodrick Heffley

That night, the Heffley House was empty because Rodrick was grounded. But even though he was grounded, he invited you over to his house. And you were very happy about it.

The usual. You were drinking beer and talking to Rodrick. He was telling you about his band. As the night went on, you both slowly got drunk. You were surprised when Rodrick pulled another beer out of the fridge.

“Are you crazy? You just drank a bottle… You’re going to wake up with a terrible headache in the morning,” you said worriedly.

Rodrick laughed. “So? Are you worried about me, woman?” You were surprised, his voice deeper and more appealing than usual.

“Woman?”

“Yes, woman? Why are you so surprised?” Rodrick mockingly approached you.

"rodrick? what are you doing?" what's happening to him? this is the first time he's acting like this. rodrick sat down next to you without answering and started caressing your legs. (you're wearing shorts)

"r-rodrick!?"

"shut up, are you always this talkative?" he turned to you and grinned.

"what are you trying to do? what's your purpose???"

"isn't it obvious?"

your face turned red when he looked at you with a mocking expression, then he suddenly pulled you onto his lap and continued to caress your legs.

"Rodrick!stop it!"

"Shut up you fucking slut, I know what you're here for. You're crazy about my dick. Your pussy is already wet."

You were surprised, he was right… your pussy was already wet. You swallowed and let him touch you.

"Oh, good girl."

he grinned.

"Now sit on the floor and suck my dick."

You obeyed him and sat on the floor.

Sitting sprawled out on the couch, you unzipped his pants. His hard cock was already visible. You pulled his pants down and his red boxers were in front of him. When you took off his boxers, you started to lick his cock slowly. After he watching you for a while, he grabbed your hair roughly and shoved his entire cock into your mouth. Tears welled up in your eyes and you coughed.

"You're incompetent at this, I need to show you the way."

He spoke sarcastically and continued to guide you. His cock was so big, you almost choked. You continued to suck his cock with tears streaming down your face. He suddenly took his cock out of your mouth, and as you looked at him out of breath, he suddenly came onto your face. Especially your mouth.

"Swallow."

You swallowed, then he took a napkin and wiped your face.

"undress."

You nodded and started to take off your clothes. Rodrick pulled you next to him and laid you on the couch. He spread your legs and teased your pussy on the tip of his cock.

you were moaning desperately. "R-rodrick! please…please stop it! come inside me…please!"

rodrick chuckled and continued to tease you with his cock. "Are you that desperate for me to fuck you?"

you continued to moan and nodded. "yes rodrick! please!"

rodrick thought for a moment, then grinned. "i don't have a condom, are you sure? do you want me to get you pregnant or something?" he started to caress your clit with his hand.

you paused, continuing to moan as you looked at him breathlessly. "i…i don't know…"

Rodrick chuckled and without warning, he thrust his cock into you. You moaned loudly as if you were dying. You were out of breath. His cock was so big that your body couldn’t move. Rodrick put your legs on his shoulders and started moving.

“Say my name!” Rodrick shouted as he moved faster.

“Rodrick..! Rodrick!” You moaned his name desperately, Rodrick going faster every time you said his name.

rodrick grinned, continuing to fuck you hard. he noticed your eyes slowly rolling upwards.

"rodrick! i'm so close ahh! i'm… i'm cumming!"

rodrick chuckled. "i'm close too, you can ruin my cock." he continued his movements, you gripped the chair tighter and moaned. you had ruined his cock.

rodrick slowed down a bit. "you're cumming like a slut, i guess it's my turn." then he went back to his old pace. finally, with a loud moan, he filled your pussy with his cum.

you moaned loudly and watched as he filled you. some of his cum leaked out of your pussy. rodrick grinned, grabbed your chin and kissed you hard.

"i love you rodrick…" you looked up at him, out of breath. rodrick grinned.

"do you love mine or me?" he replied sarcastically. you rolled your eyes.

"both." you grinned.

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HELLO GUYS! This is my first post, I hope you liked it. Actually, I liked submissive men but I couldn't think of an idea😁 and my English is a little bad, I'm getting help from a translate. I hope you don't mind. Anyway, see you in a new post!!!

[satansapostle6]

Kids | Rodrick Heffley

Spotify Playlist Link

Rodrick Heffley becomes obsessed when he finally meets his thirty-five year old band mate, Bill Walter’s, younger sister.

Warnings: Mature themes/language. Drug use. Violence. Smut. Oral(both receiving).

“Meet the Fuckers”

“French Inhale”

“You’re so stupid,” Sara laughed happily.

“You’re so mean!” Rodrick Heffley complained.

“Am not,” she rolled her eyes derisively.

“Are too,” Rodrick teased as they lay together on his bed.

“Maybe you’re just sensitive. Did you ever think of that?” she questioned.

“Wow,” Rodrick scoffed, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean it,” she assured him jokingly, ruffling his hair as he just stared at her with admiration.

“…I forgive you,” he sighed after a long pause.

He smiled with his eyes closed and everything as he nuzzled his head into Sara’s hand as she cupped his face affectionately. The two of them had just finished splitting a joint and three bowls between them out Rodrick’s window, and both were in a comfortable, relaxed mood.

However, for Rodrick, after a certain amount of weed, ‘relaxed’ tended to mean horny as long as Sara was there. He didn’t know why, but this time, it was something about the way the warm afternoon sunlight indirectly hit her face as it shone through the window. In that light, and every other light, Sara just looked absolutely beautiful to him, beautiful to the point of being surreal.

“Rodrick?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you roll another blunt?” she asked sweetly.

“Mhm,” he nodded automatically.

From the way that he spoke, she knew he would’ve done anything she asked, with the utmost enthusiasm. He rushed himself so that it wasn’t long before he and Sara were sitting by the window, taking turns blowing smoke out of it. He watched her as she did a masterful French inhale, thick cloud of smoke trailing from out past her lips up to her nose.

She beckoned him forward, taken with his air of innocent obedience as she took a deep hit, carefully breathing the smoke into his mouth as he felt a rush of ecstasy. Rodrick let out a long sigh as he blew out the window, the two of them both in a state of romantic euphoria as they returned to lying on his bed together, laying flat on the mattress like one big blanket.

Sara smiled with amusement at her boyfriend’s admiration of her, moving in to kiss him. He chuckled softly into their kiss as he softly connected his lips to hers, the warmth between them causing him to moan slightly, completely unexpected as he tried to cover it up with the clearing of his throat.

But Sara had already caught on on her own, letting out a soft ‘hmm’ as she began to test him. The amount she’d smoked was also somewhat affecting her, but not quite in the same way as Rodrick. As she leaned in to kiss him again, she angled her body more towards his, hand creeping onto his thigh as he felt a shiver run down his spine.

“Baby,” Rodrick gasped, gulping loudly. “I’m so turned on right now,” he confessed breathily.

“I know,” Sara whispered, fully aware that she was completely in control.

Although Rodrick liked to pretend otherwise in front of other people, Sara was the one who wore the pants in the relationship. Everything was determined by her; Rodrick’s world revolved completely around her. She knew this, of course, and tried to reward him for his affection as often as possible.

Rodrick moaned again softly as Sara’s hand slid up his pants, gently palming the one place where he needed her. She enjoyed his desperation as he tried to keep up with her kiss, gasping in a flustered manner as she seemed to be massaging him gently.

“Sara,” Rodrick stared at her in awe as a hard bulge began to appear.

He just laid there, a dumb expression on his face as the palmed him through his pants. He couldn’t even think of anything better to say; he was too excited, eagerly anticipating her next move.

“I know, baby,” she nodded, “I know.”

“Sara…”

Rodrick locked eyes with her in desperation as she gripped him, hard.

“What’s the matter?” she teased. “Hmm?”

“I need it, baby,” he begged, “Please?” his voice hitched in his throat as he spoke.

She watched, thoroughly entertained, as he looked at her with the most helpless expression left on his face.

“Even just a little bit…”

“I’ve got you, baby,” she promised him, crawling towards him on the bed as she stopped to unzip his jeans.

Rodrick watched her blankly, no longer feeling like begging her as he just sat back, allowing her to completely take control. He was so high and so horny, he didn’t even feel like pretending he wanted to win this battle of control.

“I got you, okay?” she reassured him, pulling his pants down.

He nodded silently, looking at her with complete and utter trust as she helped take his pants off and slid his dark grey briefs down. His eyes widened as his erection finally sprang free. Sara leaned forward, wrapping her fist tightly around it as she slowly pumped up and down, watching him as he stared at her expectantly.

“Aw, so pretty,” she complimented him as he nearly blushed. “Look at you…”

She grinned as she pumped her fist up and down, pace picking up as he began to breathe with his mouth agape. He struggled not to let sound escape, but she still picked up on this.

“Aw, so excited and I haven’t even gotten to sucking yet,” she remarked.

“You—” Rodrick had to stop himself as he felt it twitch. “You’re gonna suck it?” he asked her almost stupidly.

Sara was amused at his slight lack of experience. Rodrick had done things before, but not consistently enough to understand the way these things worked right away. He looked at Sara gratefully as her stroking grew more intense.

“Yeah, baby,” she told him. “You want that? Hmm?”

“Yeah,” Rodrick gasped, his voice more of a whisper than anything. “Oh… Fuck!”

His mouth was left agape as he silently screamed, the sensation currently feeling unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. The warm and wet feelings were all he could concentrate on as he saw nothing but blonde hair and perfectly lined eyes below him.

“Feels so good,” he said in a husky whisper. “Fuck, baby, my shit’s on fire… In a good way,” he thought, highly aware of his own strangeness.

He let out a surprisingly high-pitched gasp, sounding more and more like a porn star as she went on.

“Sara!” he yelled her name as his fists clutched the sheets in excitement. “Sara…!”

He groaned involuntarily as he felt her hands squeezing his thighs, a feeling which was, for some reason, incredibly heightened.

“Fuck, baby, I can’t take it anymore, I need to come…!” he whined. “Please, baby… Lemme be your little porn star!”

The surprisingly cold hands gripping his thighs tightened their grip as Sara looked up at him with her eyes narrowed in victory, resisting a smug chuckle as she felt it shooting down her throat, swallowing with a sick enthusiasm.

“Ohmygod!” he panted, eyes squeezed shut, “Ohmygod!”

Rodrick was in shambles as Sara lifted her head, grinning as she wiped her arm across her lips, going to sit on his still half-hard dick. He smiled almost in relief as he realized she was playing the long game, a phrase which Sara would’ve felt aptly described what he had going on.

“Come here, baby,” he said impatiently, pulling her down towards him, planting a needy kiss on her lips. “Mmm... I love you,” he raved.

Sara’s response was nonverbal. She grinned further into the kiss as she grabbed a fistful of his hair, making him gasp lightly. He looked at her in shock, waiting impatiently for her to do something else.

“Baby?” he said meekly.

“What.”

He found her dominance alarming, as all the blood rushed to a single part of his body.

“Can I lick your pussy?” he asked hopefully. “Please? Pretty please?”

High on his love, she needed no further explanation and tossed what remained of her clothes over her shoulder as she positioned herself on top of him. Lazy as he was, Rodrick was set on being on bottom.

“Come here,” he huffed, “Lemme show you how much I love you…”

He replicated her earlier treatment of him, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as he pulled her down on top of his face, groaning at the feeling of her. She sighed, content as he instinctively sucked on her clit, needing to give her the most euphoric feeling of gratification possible.

She felt his warm hands moving all the way up from her thighs to her breasts, grabbing and pawing at anything he could. He grumbled and moaned all sorts of nonsense into her as he kitten-licked up and down, knowing exactly which sounds of hers meant to keep doing what he was doing.

Sara threw her head back, quite literally riding out the high, desperately thrusting into his face. He was living for all of it. She sat up for a moment to give him a break, watching as he pouted.

“Why’d you take it away?” he complained breathlessly. “I want you to come on my face.”

He had gotten pretty carried away. She giggled at his sweet pouting, leaning down to kiss him as he eagerly kissed back. Unexpectedly, Rodrick used her pleasure to take control for a brief moment, quickly and lightly flipping her over as he buried his face in her neck, planting soft, wet kisses all over her neck as she sighed. His lips trailed all over her naked body, lingering the whole way down.

Her skin truly felt as if it were on fire as he slowly kissed the inside of her thighs, chuckling to himself as he watched her hips instinctively bucking upwards, in need of some relief. Rodrick grinned as his face hovered over hers for a moment, distracting her with a charming smile until she suddenly felt two long fingers slowly entering.

She moaned quietly as he returned to his comfort zone between her legs, licking long stripes up her pussy as his fingers rapidly pumped in and out of her. She sighed as aggressively kissed her clit, taking a moment to spit on it before lapping it back up again.

Sara closed her eyes for a moment, sighing as she prayed for the world to end at this very moment. Her breath hitched slightly as he suckled on her swollen clit, suddenly bringing her to an unexpected but welcome climax as he groaned hungrily into her body.

The sudden head rush of pleasure made her laugh aloud as she wrapped her legs around his head, respecting the eager way he held onto them like his life depended on it. Rodrick moaned excitably as he lapped up the wetness, taking his time to lick all over her thighs as she finished on his face. He looked up at her with a grin, feeling rewarded as he jumped onto the bed beside her.

Sara carefully wrapped her arm around him, feeling his soft black hair as he burrowed into the space adjacent to her body. Eventually, the two drifted off into a peaceful nap as they hid themselves beneath the covers of Rodrick’s bed. Sara turned onto her side as Rodrick lay behind her, spooning her as he felt her butt poking into him as an act of comfort.

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Kids

[lodeddiperactivate]

Heyy just asking is there going to be a part 5 or 6 in rodrick 'ihate you more'??

I also i loves your writings and blogs!!

have a great week!

I really want to but I'm slowly running out of ideas hahah so here's a poll:

I hate you more fic <3

Rodrick Heffley masterlist

[icarus-star]

clyde and rodrick heffley would b BEST friends

[meggomyeggo190]

Who I Write For

at least for now 😉

Rodrick Heffley

Jasper Jordan

Bellamy Blake

Spencer Reid

Miguel O'hara

Simon 'ghost' Riley

MARVEL characters too just make sure to ask me

[malereadermaniac]

Actors/Characters x Male Reader Masterlist

Key: ❤️-Smut 🖤-Angst 🩷-Fluff

Categorised by actor - first can be about actor or a role they've played

Kit Connor

🩷 Giddy - Kit Connor comes home tired from work and you two cuddle to sleep

🩷 Jealousy looks good on you - Kit connor is the jealous type

🩷 First Move - Kit Connor makes the first move on you during a movie

Jacob Elordi

🖤❤️ Toxic - Nate Jacobs is a closeted cunt

Robert Pattinson

❤️ Hogwartz' Heart-throb - Your first time with your boyfriend Cedric Diggory

Eric Dane (Mark Sloan)

🩷 Experiment - Mark Sloan's old Med School 'friend' joins Seattle Grace

Mitchell Hope (Ben Florian)

🩷 Too Trusting - Ben Florian is too trusting when it comes to Mother Gothel's son

Devon Bostick (Rodrick Heffley)

❤️Exploring - Imagine messing about with Rodrick and exploring your sexualities (Drabble/Imagine)

Tom Holland

❤️Gym - imagine getting freaky when working out with Holland!Peter Parker

[haydenlovers]

I HAVE A REQUEST FOR ALL THE SMUT WRITERS, INVOLVING RODRICK HEFFLEY AND SAM MONROE!

I can’t stop thinking about these Rodrick and Sam edits. Can someone please make story with these two emos with the reader, I don’t know if it’s been done. But please I’m begging!!! Or if you know if it has been done please let me know :)

[sunnysoulzz]

Virgin!rodrick x f!reader

Hello! So I started this in like October, and now it’s new years so- whoops 😭 sorry @chihir0-l0vely

Warnings: virgin!Rodrick x f!reader, basically porn no plot oops, reader rides rodrick 😳, also reader is doing most of the work cause rodrick is noob to sex lmao

You got to rodricks house at around 9pm. Rodrick had invited you over to spend the night, and who were you to decline? You knocked on his door, he quickly opened it. He smiled at you and grabbed your hand, pulling you inside. His parents weren’t home, just like he told you. He basically dragged you upstairs to his room.

He pulled you onto his bed, kissing you. You giggled lightly as you straddled him. “Someone’s excited” your hands moved to his neck. “I’ve been wanting to see you all day” his hands rested on your waist. You kissed him again, the kiss quickly turned hungry. Your hand slid under his shirt, you felt the way he tensed up under you, his hands remained on your hips. You could feel his growing erection. He looked up at you with half lidded eyes.

Your hand moved down, teasing along the waistline of his pants before resting on his crotch. He bit his lip as he inhaled sharply. You rubbed him though his jeans, his head rested in the crook of your neck. You slowly opened his fly. His hand moved to grab your wrist. His ears turned red as a light blush coated his face. “I haven’t..uh..” he mumbled. You looked at him, giggling slightly, “I know”.

It didn’t take long for both of you to get undressed. He couldn’t help but stare at your body, completely mesmerised as you adjusted your position on top of him. Your hands ran over your body, over your breasts to your waist to your pussy, his eyes followed. His hands moved to your thighs, he let out a shaky breath.

Your hands moved to his cock, rubbing him up and down. Rodrick threw his head back, one of his hands moving to hold your wrist. “You ready?” You licked your lips. He nodded. You moved over and grabbed a condom from your bag, you put it on him as he watched excitedly (always use protection 😌).

You moved closer to him, aligning his cock with your entrance before sinking down on him, you both moaned. He held your hips in place for a second, getting used to the feeling of you wrapped around him.

It didn’t take him long to grip your hips and start moving you up and down. You held onto his shoulders for support. Rodrick leaned back, angling his hips more. You didn’t even have to move, he was so excited about fucking you he gladly did all the work. The feeling of you made him feel high, he was so happy that his first time was with you, even though he didn’t know what he was doing.

It didn’t take long for him to feel that coil in his stomach tightening. He knew he was close. Rodrick felt slightly embarrassed that he hadn’t lasted longer. “Fuck- I’m gonna-“ he moaned out. You moved forward, putting your hands next to his head as you kissed him. It was messy, you both were desperate. Your hand moved down, rubbing circles into your clit, pushing yourself over the edge.

He held your hips against his, his head was thrown back, and your eyes were heavy. Your fingers stopped as you came with him. He held inside you for a few seconds as he caught his breath. His arms flopped to his sides as you moved down, laying on his chest and listening to his heart beat.

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This sucked wow- I’m so sorry I made you guys wait that long for this 😭 I honestly don’t think rodricks first time was anything like this- he definitely had an awkward first time lmaoooo bro probably came as soon as he was inside BAHAHA- anyway, again, I’m sorry but I hope this was at least slightly enjoyable. Also thank you to my proofreader @luntothemoon you are a life saver 🙏

@chihir0-l0vely @loeybby33

[another-identityofmine]

——𝔹𝕒𝕓𝕪, 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤——

Summary: Reader and Rodrick want to explore in the bedroom…seems like we’ve got a new favorite, folks?

Author’s note: OKAY SO. Literally, how the fuck did Rodrick pop the hell back into my life? Well…I was cleaning out my attic and I literally found dvds of diary of the wimpy kid and decided to watch them. Not knowing, I would fall back in love with him again- So, I decided to just explore and such and here I am, going to write my first smut about Rodrick Heffley.

Author ain’t gon shut up yet: Also all thank yous’ and appreciation to @coveredinsoot for inspiring me with their very inspirational post about their personal thoughts on Rodrick being submissive🤭. So thank you!

warnings: submissive rodrick heffley, edging (male receiving), slight dacryphilia (?), uncut cock, orgasm denial, dominant reader, blow job, hand job, hm…that’s bout it. Oh and it’s not proofread…like I said this is my first time writing smut, so like…cut me some slack 😭🙏

mwah, enjoy!

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Crawling over and plopping down next to him, in your light purple pajama set. You slide your hands up his chest, resting your chin on his shoulder and looking up at him with a sigh. So pretty, his hair tossled and messy, and his eyes closed in thoughts, while humming, and tapping his fingers on his tummy.

“Whatcha humming?” Y/N asks, dancing and gliding the tip of her fingers up his belly, watching his tummy heave and his muscles tighten.

“I-I’m just tryna create a new band song,” he sighs out and glances down at your fingers that trace down further and tickle gently against his happy trail.

“What are you doing?” He breathes out and props himself on his elbows. His eyes trail down and watch, and you can’t help but look into his eyes smeared with eyeliner that’s behind those bangs. Y/N giggles and shrugs, while also slowly and gently moving to settle between his legs. A fine seating or pillow to lay for sure, as she plants her hands on his thighs, parting them. Her eyes trailing from his eyes and face, to his chest that rises and falls in excitement and slight nervousness, then to his lower belly. His lower belly that shows beautiful hair in a straight line, that proves his physical maturity and only leads to the goods, his happy trail.

“Look…I-I wanna try something new, okay? I won’t say anything other than that, so if you’re uncomfortable about anything with it. Tell me, hm?” Y/N speaks out in a smooth, quiet tone, then leaning down to place a reassuring kiss on his waist. Rodrick nods slowly, biting his bottom plump lip, waiting.

Wanting to take it slow, you hook your fingers to the waistband of his pajama shorts, and dragging them down his long legs. Ending with a soft thud to the floor, you snuggle back into the nest you’ve stationed yourself between his legs. Now, your eye to eye with his dark red boxers, only hearing your soft, calm breathing and his heavy ones. Y/N leans down to press a firm kiss to his bulge, tucked in along with his right leg. That earns a groan, his legs squirming slightly as he buries his face into his elbow.

Your eyes widen when you pull back from the intimate kiss, his length partially hard was now stiff. You smirk to yourself, glancing up to search for any discomfort in his actions but only seeing his pouty lips glistening in his saliva, and his arm draped over his red blushed face. You then hook your fingers into his boxers waistband and slide it down. Your eyes don’t meet just yet with his manhood, since you followed the boxers until it met with other clothing on his bedroom floor. Finally picking up your eyes, you see him in all his glory, also hearing a sigh of relief leave his lips:

His long length of his uncut manhood lays heavily on his lap, the tip a pretty red that rests onto his pretty dark and curly patch of pubic hair and hides under his foreskin. He looks like breakfast, lunch, dinner in one, only waiting for desert. Trailing your eyes down, you see the fleshy length that follows, his long manhood such a beautiful pink, with outlines of such sensitive veins. Then to be topped off, or down I must say, his pretty sacks that hang and rest tightly to him.

You don’t realize that with every second that passes on, he twitches slightly under your gaze, his lower belly taking shallow breaths as you can see his thighs tighten also.

“Please…touch me.” His nearly whines in a huff and rough voice. You smile gently, happily obliging as you reach up and gently take hold of his firm length. He lets out a hum of satisfaction, before you swipe your thumb against his tip, gently pulling down his foreskin. He gasps, hips suddenly bucking up into your fist, while his hands fly to the sheets and ball them into his clenched fists. His tip becomes shiny with little precum that builds at the top. You can help but smirk and place a gentle, patient hand on his hip that calms and steadies him. His breathing is already heavy as it is, and his belly tightens and relaxes, over and over again in rhythm with his breathing.

Then you begin, your hand wrapped around his penis, moves ever so gently up and down. Slight flicks and twists of your wrist has him a soft moaning mess underneath you. One of his hands come flying to the headboard behind him, squeezing tightly at it regime his other hand moves to squeeze your shoulder.

More precum builds, glistening down his shaft and then his thighs clench and tighten around you. You use his arousal as a lubricant, sliding with ease, as you look up and see the familiar facial expression that is written all over. With gritted teeth, his eyes closed in concentration and such pleasure, and the bangs that stick to his sweaty forehead…you know he’s at his peak.

Quickly pulling your hand away to squeeze his thigh, his eyes shoot open wide with confusion. “B-baby, w-what?” He stutters out, twitching pathetically underneath your chin. You don’t answer, as you then lean down to drag your hot wet tongue firm against his sensitive tip. He throws his head back, and you hear his beautiful songs, such pretty sounds. Only for you. His hips dare to dive in deeper between your hips, but you place your hands hard and stern to still them. He lets out a whine and has both hands to his headboard, squeezing so tightly to it. Here’s a beautiful sight really, he lays here so prettily in all his glory, his sharp jaw is pointed up, as his Adam’s apple bobs up and down with each swallow of air he takes, and his chest and belly dip up and down in heavy breaths.

You lower your mouth, taking more of his fleshy manhood that prods at the back of your throat. Your eyes glossy with tears that come by gag reflex, but you ignore it all, only swallowing your saliva. This drives him insane, a high, loud moan erupts from him, and his eyes are squeezed so tightly. It feels so so good. His warm precum builds and runs down your throat, as he then pulls himself to his hands. Placing them steadily as his jaw drops, and his head hangs as his chest rises and falls fast as a shooting star.

Once again, you pull away.

He whines and gasps, looking down at you. Your gorgeous sight, that hovers over his cock that’s wet and shiny from your saliva. His tip is a furious red, and his penis twitches ever so much…in need of a release. He pouts his lips, and looks into your eyes as tears of frustration build up and blurry his vision. He darts out his tongue to wet his dry lips and he furrows his eyebrows.

“Baby, p-please. I-it’s hurting, I-I need to, ah god. Please, please.” He whimpers, as his fingers dig into the sheets and his hips drive up for any friction that will help relieve him. It’s no use though, his glistening hard, angry cock slightly just wags back and forth, too hard and firm to even move by now, and his ball sacks so tightly to him. His thighs tremble and he sniffles, tears running down his face.

“Baby, take it as it is.” Is all you say before diving back, putting your hot pink muscle against his sensitive tip, and then taking him all the way. Shoving him so deep down your throat, that he nearly screams in pleasure, balling the sheets tightly in his hands. He takes short gasps as he throws his head back. Your hand goes to cup gently his testicles, and then you pull back once more with a “pop” sound.

He gasps and bites roughly at his lip, then dipping his head back to down to meet your eyes. You raise your chin, while moving your fist along his length, and meet his glossy windows to the soul.

“Y/N, please, please, please. I-I can’t take it anymore. It hurts bad, fuck!” He cries out, and he feels more pity for himself as he watches his cock peek out and back into your fist. Tears swell into his eyes, running down fast on his cheeks, pouty lips and furrowed brows. So red, nearly purple, and desperate for a release. Desperate for just a little taste out of this sexual torture.

You sigh and nod, then dipping your head down to kiss tenderly each thigh and then sitting up. “Okay baby, you can let yourself go.” You say reassuringly, then picking up the pace of your fist, and squeezing almost at his cock.

He gasps out of relief, with such a huge grin and bites his lip, throwing his head back and biting his lip harshly. He bucks his hips into your fist, and you travel your free hand to cup and squeeze softly at his sacks that has your dessert. What you’ve both been waiting for. You then place hot kisses on his tip, so angry and frustrated, dragging your tongue across. You only suck on his tip, salty drops of precum floods onto your tongue. He moans and nods vigorously, as your loose hair tickles his inner thighs. Then you swallow around him, squeezing his cock into your hand, and pressing gently on his ball sack.

Driving him over the edge, he grunts and lets out a cry of raw pleasure. Diving his hips and shoving him all into your mouth, his sacks of sperm hits against your chin wetly and sloppily. He lets out a long sigh and breathy moan, as his hot strings of salty cum coat your tongue and the back of your throat. You swallow happily, pulling away and wiping your lips with the back of your hand. You smile and can’t help but giggle at the sloppy mess beneath you:

He lays back catching his breath, while his slowly softening manhood rests against his now damp from sweat dark curls of hair, little spurts of his remaining sperm add to the hot mess. You hum and smile, leaning up to plant a proud kiss to his chin.

“You did so good, Baby. I’m proud of you.”

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That’s it!

tagging: @coveredinsoot bc it felt right too

[remotewatch]

Here’s a tentative masterlist since it’s looking like we have a proper fixation going

All smut unless stated otherwise

I’m new to posting so everything is gonna look busted until I figure out/bring myself to care about banners and whatnot

Jack if you are reading this feel free to threaten my silence or put me on the team 🤙

Minors begone! I’m setting out glue traps

Take a Gander:

This Hoover is a Kennedy! -in a tent

handprints, footprints all on my glass -in a van

for this simp I have no sympathy -in his office

no class, some integrity! -on his golf course

some call it arrogance -on the paddle board

nothing but a sentence -on your period

make that mfer BAM -in his soup

Upcoming:

miami rally pregame -in the air

24h- four blurbs from the same day, van pt2 sorta

sugar baby pt2 -break his pockets

facetime peacocking -on that phone

covid isolation marathoning -in a hotel

househusband headcanons -in a regular house for once

wtf is hr- in the Oval Office (president!reader x staffer!Jack)

I’ll also be writing for some Devon Bostick characters once this phase calms down. Joaquin and Billy I’m on your ass don’t get comfy

[samiwife]

Hi dear ... could you write something in honor of Devon's birthday, since he's one of our favorite guys ... It's nice have someone with the same taste. Devon it's soo cute S2

Yeah of course <3 Thanks for the request <3 (Sorry for the slow updates, life stuff)

The Idiot Savant ੈ✩‧₊˚ (Devon Bostick X Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

𓆩⟡𓆪 = Headcanons

Devon has always been an idiot. He did things that always resulted in him always getting in trouble or hurt. Sometimes even both. You never knew why he did this but you always assumed it was because he was bored and he just wanted to entertain himself. The past weekend was Devon's birthday. You and Devon had a party with a bunch of friends. Things got insane fast. People were breaking stuff and being loud. Not for long, Devon became part of the chaos.

"Devon stop! you're going to hurt yourself!" You yelled at Devon who was standing on a fragile table. Devon didn't listen to you, he was clearly drunk. You quickly grabbed Devon by the arm and led him down. Devon groaned and grabbed a few more beers. You gave Devon a terrified look. Devon smiled faintly and began laughing.

"Sorry babe, but let loose. I'll be fine." Devon said holding you tight. You let go of Devon and sighed. You were afraid that Devon would do something more stupid than before.

"Okay just be careful. I don't want you in the hospital on your birthday." You said concerned while letting go of Devon so he can run off with his friends. You watched him wander off to his friends who gave him more beer. You sighed and walked to your friends. They noticed you looked worried.

"Hey Y/N, are you alright? You look worried." One of them asked you. You looked at them and sighed in worriedness. You sipped your beer and cleared your throat.

"Yeah I'm alright but I'm just worried about Devon. He always does some dumb shit and I'm afraid he's going to get hurt." You explain to all of them. They all comforted you saying it would be alright since you knew Devon knew better to not hurt himself. Which is right. Devon wasn't a complete idiot. He was smart but sometimes his common sense wasn't there. As you slowly began to worry less, your sense of concern grew bigger when you heard a loud crash from downstairs. You and all of your friends rush downstairs to see what happened. You saw broken glass everywhere and a broken wooden chair. Then to your horror, Devon is on the ground bleeding from his fragile hands. You rushed to his aid, trying your hardest not to cry.

"Oh my god! What happened?" You asked while laying Devon in your lap. "We dared Devon to do a handstand while drunk to see if he could do it. But he fell off the chair and broke his fall on a vase." One of Devon's friends explained. You took a huge breath to calm down.

"Okay thanks for telling me, come on Devon let's see how badly you got hurt this time." You said while lifting him up. You carried Devon to the bathroom as everyone else continued to party. You placed Devon on the toilet seat as you searched through the bathroom cabinets for a first-aid kit. As you searched, you could hear Devon's slurred words.

"I'm s-sorry Y/N, you were right. I am an idiot." Devon said through slurred words. You turned your head to face Devon. Devon's face was sorrowful and he began to cry. Your face fell soft from Devon's tears.

"No Devon, it's okay. You're not an idiot. You just make bad decisions that's all." You said facing him. You caressed his face while wiping his tears. Devon smiled faintly and closed his eyes.

"If you hurt yourself, I will always help you." You said smiling and gently stroking his face to calm him down. Devon opened his eyes and stared at you faintly. You let go of Devon's face and opened the first-aid kit.

"Now, how about I help you like what I promised." You said grabbing injury tape for Devon. Devon smiled and nodded. You grabbed Devon's hand which was injured and began wrapping it up. Devon winced at the pain from your wrapping. You became a lot more gentle.

"Sorry Devon, tell me if it hurts so I can be gentle." You said to Devon. "No, I'm fine. Thank you Y/N." Devon said with a weak smile. You finished up wrapping his hand and when you were done. Devon looked so happy. Devon grabbed your hand gently and pulled you closer.

"Y/N, you are always so kind. How could you be with an idiot like me?" Devon said looking down at the ground. You sighed and gently grabbed Devon's chin making him look at you.

"Devon, you are an idiot but you are my idiot that I will forever take care of." You said reassuring Devon that you do love him no matter what. There was a silence until you leaned closer to Devon. Laying your lips onto his. Devon closed his eyes and fell in your kiss. You ran your finger through Devon's hair as you kissed him. Eventually, you pulled away.

"Don't ever think that I don't love you. I love my goofy boyfriend who is my little idiot." You said smiling at Devon. He looks down and blushes brightly at your words. Soon enough, Devon was strong enough to go back to partying his little heart until the next morning when he slept on the sofa. The next morning you walked past the sofa where Devon was and kissed his forehead as he slept.

"I hope you had a good birthday." You whispered as you gently ran your fingers through his hair.

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Kids | Rodrick Heffley

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Rodrick Heffley becomes obsessed when he finally meets his thirty-five year old band mate, Bill Walter’s, younger sister.

Warnings: Mature themes/language. Drug use. Sexual content. Violence.

“The Family Legacy”

“The Date”

On Saturday, the day Löded Diper was playing at a backyard party, Rodrick felt Bill and Sara couldn’t show up soon enough.

“Fuck, they’ll already be ten minutes early,” he muttered to himself as Chris and Ben helped the roadies load equipment into the van.

Rodrick was dressed for the performance of his life, as well as the band’s gig at the party. He waited anxiously for Bill and his younger sister, praying Sara would be impressed by him once she showed up. But when she did show up, he realized it was him that should be impressed.

Sara was truly a vision; the ultimate rock star affiliate you’d find lounging around in an exclusive green room somewhere. Although she only wore a pair of Joe’s Jeans and a black vest top with nothing under it, to him, she might as well have been covered in gold and platinum. She shone, in a way that wasn’t necessarily visible to the eye.

She was just that cool, with her shoulder length blonde hair, and tiny purse that only held a wallet, cigarettes, and lighted.

“Hey,” Sara said softly, hand on her purse string as she stood next to Rodrick.

“Hey,” a small, nervous laugh escaped as he watched Bill join the other boys in loading equipment. “You look… really good.”

“So do you,” she smiled, appreciating the pocket chain and South Pole shirt with a nod. “Are you wearing eyeliner?”

“Uh… Yeah,” Rodrick blurted out honestly, hoping that was the right call.

“I like it,” she beamed, making him blush.

“Haha!” he exclaimed excitedly, cursing himself in his head. “So, everything’s pretty much good to go. You wanna ride with us?”

“Yeah, sure,” Sara nodded, as he leaned in playfully.

“I volunteered to drive on the way there, just so you can sit up front with me and not get crushed to death by a drum,” he murmured.

“Sounds like a plan,” she nodded. “Who’s DD?” she wondered.

“Chris is. He’s the only DD that can ever stay the DD,” Rodrick explained, not even looking away from her as Ben tossed him the keys to the van.

“Alright, let’s rock and roll!” Bill shouted.

He looked extra proud of himself as he kept his eyes on Sara. The two of them hopped into the van, as Bill and the other guys all filled into the back with everything.

“So, how do you feel about being Löded Diper’s hottest groupie?” Rodrick asked with a goofy grin.

“I’m not a groupie,” Sara crossed her arms in amusement as she sat beside him.

“You’re right, I’m sorry,” Rodrick leaned forward, his face barely an inch from hers, “For tonight… whatever you say goes,” he said breathily.

“Oh, I like that,” she remarked.

It didn’t take long once they arrived at the party for her to begin attracting unwanted attention, just as Rodrick had feared. He was truthfully worried that, while he was onstage, someone would steal Sara’s attention away from him for the rest of the night. But luckily, she certainly didn’t seem willing to give anyone but Rodrick her attention.

“You guys can set up over here,” Andy, the guy whose party it was, showed the boys. “And you can come set up over here,” he grinned as she tried to walk past him.

“Sorry, not interested,” Sara said sweetly.

Andy just frowned in response, still looking at Sara like he wasn’t quite ready to let her go yet. Rodrick made a beeline over to her, almost panting as he threw his arm over her, lifting up his sunglasses.

“Sorry, man. She’s with the band,” he grinned, as Sara turned to smile at him as the guy finally left.

Not knowing how to keep with the momentum of the sweet moment, Rodrick nervously left a soft peck on her cheek, not sure what was appropriate.

“I’ll do you one better.”

Appreciating the gesture, Sara pulled him in with her arm across his back, kissing him right on the lips as everyone around them went about their business. Despite being at a crowded backyard party, it was practically a private moment.

“That works too,” Rodrick murmured, somewhat stunned. “Wait. Can it work again?” he smiled hopefully, not even expecting a kiss anytime soon.

“I don’t know,” she murmured, chuckling as he pulled her back in, one hand on her back and one hand on her cheek as he kissed her.

“Oh. What do you know? I’m a genius,” he announced triumphantly.

“I think this date is going swimmingly so far,” Sara concluded.

“Good,” he nodded. “Cuz from the first time I saw you, I thought I had to woo you.”

“Hmm,” she chuckled softly, “You’re sweet.”

“What did you think, when we met?” he asked curiously.

“Honestly?” she asked, not expecting the question as he nodded. “I thought you looked delicious.”

“You’re crazy,” Rodrick said, deciding he might as well try and help the others, “And I love it.”

“I’m gonna go get a drink,” Sara announced, spotting a couple of friends inside.

“Hey,” Rodrick called, as the other boys started handing him things.

“What?” she called, looking back urgently.

“If I scratch my balls, that means I’m thinking of you,” Rodrick made a face, attempting to be cute.

“Very sweet, thank you!” Sara responded, heading inside for a moment.

It was safe to say that Sara really was the only thing that Rodrick was thinking of, even during their set, which was being played for a huge crowd for a small party. Throughout the entire thing, Rodrick could be seen looking to Sara in the front row as she refused to dance with anyone but her best friend, Lauren.

“Sar, your boyfriend’s staring at you!”

“I know,” was all the girl had to say about it.

“He’s cute! And not a Mormon! I approve!” Lauren yelled over their surroundings.

“Lenwood wasn’t a Mormon,” Sara sighed as they danced, not eager to be seen as Lenwood Heath’s ex-girlfriend again.

“His name was also ‘Lenwood’,” Lauren stated.

Sara just sighed. “Fair enough.”

Although she didn’t get her hopes up with Rodrick at all, Sara was glad to be seen with someone who wasn’t a military school-attending lifeguard. She would’ve taken Charlie Sheen over a walking Ken doll any day. Unfortunately, Sara had her mother’s taste in men.

But she felt absolutely no shame in herself as she danced in the very front of the crowd, watching as Rodrick made an aggressive peace sign onstage, jokingly sticking his tongue in the middle of it as he riffed behind Bill. Rodrick was looking right at her, teasing her as he seemed to be air-fucking Chris’s guitar, which he also for some reason stole during the performance.

“Oh my God, he’s so hot!” a girl near them screamed to her friends.

Lauren Do just laughed as she threw her arm around her best friend, as the two of them mindlessly swayed to the heavy metal music with a considerable amount of tequila and cognac both in them. How their liver survived past junior year, they had no idea.

“Yo, you guys did amazing!” Lauren exclaimed as they joined the boys after their performance.

“Hell yeah, man!” Bill roared, wrapping her in a giant bear hug. “How you been, kiddo?!”

“Hey, Sara,” Rodrick smirked, arriving already stumbling due to the many drinks he’d been handed from the stage to where the girls were waiting.

“Hey, Rodrick,” she chuckled at him, waiting for him to make a move.

“So,” he slurred as he threw his arm around her, unable to take his eyes off of her. “Wanna go somewhere… private?” he giggled childishly.

“Sure,” she agreed.

And then, they ended up sitting in the back of the van, doors open as they finally enjoyed their time alone. Sara liked that Rodrick shared the same mind as her.

“You look really pretty tonight,” Rodrick said suddenly, “Wait. Did I already tell you that?”

“I’ll make an exception,” she allowed.

“Did you like the show?” he asked hopefully.

“Yeah,” Sara promised. “I really did. You were really… on tonight, you know?”

He nodded slowly, finding the compliment deeply validating.

“Really? You think so?”

“Yeah. I really do,” she told him.

“I think you did really good,” Rodrick offered.

“I just stood in the crowd,” she said flatly.

“And you were perfect,” he pointed out, smiling as he looked at her with a teasing smile.

“You’re such an idiot,” Sara flirted, a slight vocal fry catching Rodrick’s attention.

He couldn’t contain his childlike sense of joy as he looked right into her eyes, framed by sparkling black eye shadow. He began to worry that he was making too much eye contact.

“Your hair smells like candy,” he breathed, “It’s like crack.”

“Are you drunk?” Sara said playfully.

“Sort of,” he shrugged. “I had…”

She waited as he counted on his fingers.

“Five shots,” he calculated in a drawled slur, somehow on both hands. “And someone passed me a joint at some point. Not sure what idiot would do that,” he laughed.

“Lightweight,” she quipped.

“You know, I think having you in the crowd helped,” Rodrick thought aloud, “It was like… an anchor.”

“An anchor?” Sara wondered.

“Yeah. An anchor. Like, you know, when I look at other people… all I see is bullshit. Like every time I look at anyone else,” he slurred his way through his point, “I just wanna scream in their face, like ‘shut the fuck up’ before they even start talking. But then, when I see you… I want you to not shut the fuck up.”

“And what would you like me to not shut the fuck up about?” she inquired.

“Uh… Anything, really,” Rodrick admitted. “I’ll listen to whatever you have to say.”

“Well, what do you wanna know?”

“Uh. What’s your favorite color?” he asked in turn.

“Seriously?”

“What? Gotta start somewhere,” he pointed out.

“I don’t really have one,” Sara sighed, “Usually, I just say black.”

“Me too,” he nodded, “I just like dark colors. I think they look nice,” he rambled.

“Yeah.”

“I like them on you,” he chortled, drunkenly booping her nose.

She flinched, not out of any sort of fear, but mainly because most people didn’t really tend to do things like boop her nose.

“Wow, you’re a happy drunk,” Sara nodded, taking everything in.

Rodrick giggled happily, wrapping his arm around her, more so for support than affection as he slowly began to fall into her lap.

“Hey,” he said suddenly, sloppily fishing around in his pants pocket, “Wanna share a joint and talk about life?”

“Yes, I would like that very much,” she decided, fully aware that whatever Rodrick would have to say about life in that moment would be very interesting to her.

“Yay.”

She watched as he dug around in his pocket for a lighter, handing her the joint.

“First hit, milady?” he said in a horrible British accent.

“Thank you, kind sir,” Sara accepted, joint hanging out of her mouth as Rodrick held the lighter up to it.

It took him a minute to align the flame with the end of the joint, but eventually, it got there. She took a couple of decent hits, attempting to get closer to Rodrick’s level. The two sat for a few minutes or so, silently passing it back and forth as they both tried to find things to talk about.

“How did you become so cool?” he asked out of nowhere.

Sara looked at him incredulously, once again s surprised by how genuinely sweet he could be without even realizing it.

“I don’t know that I’m that cool,” she shrugged indifferently.

“Yeah, you are! You like cool music, you dress cool, and you make cool art, and you talk cool!” he exclaimed, luckily not hitting the joint too hard.

“I mean… A lot of that stuff, I kinda got from Bill,” she supposed. “He showed me most of the stuff I like now.”

“Yeah, that makes sense. Bill’s a cool guy,” Rodrick nodded.

“What about you and Greg? Does he like what you like?” Sara asked curiously.

“No way,” he scoffed. “He’s not that cool.”

It took a moment before Rodrick actually thought about the question and passed the joint back.

“I feel like he’s got too much going for him to like what I like,” he remarked.

“How so?”

“I don’t know,” Rodrick breathed, “My little brother, he just… he’s not a fuck up like I was, or like I am, you know? He gets okay grades, he doesn’t get in too much trouble, he doesn’t have to play dumb to keep himself from getting disappointed.

“Like, don’t get me wrong, the kid’s not a genius, but he’s average. Perfectly average. He fits in. He’s shit at most things, and okay at some things. He’s, like, what most parents will settle for. He doesn’t need me, or my stupid advice,” he expressed.

Sara nodded wordlessly, beginning to understand him a lot more.

“I know what you mean,” she offered. “My little brother… He’s so smart. He’s a genius, like, when I was a kid, I read at a college reading level and stuff, but this kid is like science smart. He’s gonna become a fucking doctor,” she said between puffs.

“Whoa. That’s, like, as close to a real life wizard as you can get,” Rodrick realized in awe.

“My mom, she had Bill really young, and she had me just a couple years before she actually got away from our dad, and became a real adult, I guess,” Sara explained, “So I feel like my little brother’s the only one of us who got a real childhood… And like, good for him, but I’m also jealous.”

Rodrick looked at her with genuine sadness in his eyes, one hand holding the joint, and one hand on her cheek.

“You… deserved a good childhood,” he whispered.

Somehow, despite how drunk and high he sounded, Sara accepted what he had to say.

“Is it weird that I wanna kiss you right now?” she questioned.

“No,” Rodrick shook his head nervously.

“Was that your plan all along?” she asked. “Get me to share, and then make out with me?”

“Nope,” he said honestly. “I didn’t think I could get you to kiss me at all, let alone twice,” he pointed out.

“That checks out,” she remarked.

“But that’s good to know,” Rodrick said softly, an innocent smile on his face.

“Open your mouth,” Sara muttered, raising the joint to her lips.

In a flash, Rodrick felt he might’ve known what she meant, but he wasn’t sure. Slowly opening his mouth, he watched her movements carefully as she ghosted the joint, exhaling slightly just to pull the smoke back in. Leaning into him, she made a tiny ‘O’ shape with her lips, blowing smoke right into his mouth as he desperately inhaled, needing to breathe her in.

He kissed her softly, not wanting to be too aggressive as he lightly rested his hand on her thigh, hooking his other arm around her. She came closer to him, giving him one last deep kiss before pulling away, taking another hit for him to inhale from her.

“Fuck,” he gasped, laughing in disbelief. “I’m kissing the coolest girl at the party! And, ever,” he chuckled.

As the two of them killed the joint and forgot it even existed, Rodrick eventually returned to his previous state of silently worshiping Sara.

“I don’t want you to think I just wanna hook up, or something,” he said, feeling kind of stupid, “I don’t wanna kiss you because I’m trying to sleep with you. I wanna kiss you because you’re the one person worth kissing.”

“We’ll see if you can prove it,” she decided.

He thought she was leaning in to kiss him, but this time, she got up, sitting down on his lap. He looked at her practically in shock as she laid her hands on his shoulders, looking at him nonchalantly. To him, this was a shockingly kind gesture, but to her, it was a simple test to make sure he didn’t react like he knew this was coming all along.

“Oh, fuck,” Rodrick gasped, unable to control his responses.

She looked at him innocently, playing with his hair as she sat on his lap.

“Is this okay?” she asked him.

“More than okay,” he nodded quickly, seeming flustered.

He closed his eyes slowly as she leaned into kiss him, fingers getting lost in his hair as she deepened the kiss. He was a bit stiff at first, not wanting to make her uncomfortable, but eventually, he became more confident in what he did for her. Rodrick placed his hands on her waist in a more innocent manner, not groping or grabbing.

He was simply admiring her, taking pleasure in the fact that he got to look at her more so than anything else. Closing his eyes readily, he gave a tiny, surprised whine as her kisses moved to his neck, gradually becoming more rough. He panted softly as he felt her nipping at the sensitive skin on his neck, now desperately grabbing onto her ass.

He mumbled random and desperate praise as she kissed his neck, completely lost in his own ecstasy.

“Fuck, you drive me crazy,” he laughed lightly, “You’re perfect. You’re so pretty. Shit,” he whined, feeling her grind harder and harder against him.

Sara roughly tilted Rodrick’s head upward by suddenly tugging on his hair, listening to his surprisingly high-pitched sounds as she kissed on his neck. A low grunt got caught in his throat as she hit the right spot, sighing as she brought her kiss back up to his lips.

“You like that, huh?” she wondered.

“Yeah,” Rodrick nodded quickly, stopping to hold her, his arms wrapped protectively around her. “I do. This is literally the best date ever,” he laughed.

“Is that so?” Sara asked in amusement.

“Yeah,” he nodded, eyes wide and pleading as he tried to compose himself.