#Donnie Darko imagine

[weirdogirl888]

heeey!! how r u? i hope ur fine 🤍🤍 i really REALLY beg (😭) for anything related to donnie darko

like:

dom!donnie and enemies to lovers maybe? tysm for reading love ya!

mean donnie twt visuals

many people asked for a part two of my p!link post w donnie and w this request i just had two combine the two!! enjoy

donnie’s placebos haven’t been working, he’s been crabby and talking to him is like walking on eggshells. you could be the sweetest girl in the world and he’d still find a way to get pissed off.

to be completely honest, you were terrified when donnie invited you to his house to work on the science project together. one because he was so ominous and also you had a giant crush on him, which you knew he didn’t reciprocate.

donnie’s confession about liking you was messy and horribly drawn out. poor boy couldn’t admit that he had fantasized about you just as much as you him. you kissed him saw way to say “i know, i like you too.”

you liked him this whole time and made him do all the talking? what a bitch! you deserved a lesson

slick transition into twt!links

link - donnie would get mad when you rode him and got fucked out too quickly. he blamed you for being lazy as if he was the one on top. but the feeling oh him ramming up into you made you to stupid to care

oh my god - donnie when you kissed to shut him up and his mind went blank (like the guy in the vid) before he could even get mad

the hands 🙇‍♀️ - now that your finally donnie’s, he’s obsessed with you and needs to feel every inch of your body :3

link - donnie knows you like it rough, and he’s happy to oblige

link - he doesn’t care if it’s the uniform. you wore that skirt to school for all the boys to see you. you kept flashing your panties at him every second, it’s just not fair!!

donnie w a size kink more good lord

mewehehehe thanks for reading, masterlist is on the way >:3

[an-angel2u]

donnie darko dropping his pencil near your desk so he can take a peek at your cleavage whenever you go to pick it up… and on a good day he could see your laced bra

[drunkenkissesatdusk]

BABY

pairings — donnie darko x reader

warnings — babying 👅👅, overusing “baby” and having no regrets, insane bouts of fluff, writer coming back from the dead out of nowhere to cook, also very short no surprise tho

summary — you never thought donnie would want to be babied, but he’s been sick, and will only listen to you

━━━━━━━ “DONNIE, BABY,” you cooed in a slight baby voice. his mom had called you, telling you how donnie was sick and refused to take anything from her, just saying he wanted you.

you couldn’t deny your boyfriend that, stepping into his room five minutes later with water, medicine, and his favorite movie. when donnie looked at you, he looked ready to cry.

“oh, baby.” you softly smiled, setting the medicine, the water, and your bag on the floor. donnie just held his arms out, he didn’t need to say anything.

you knew what he wanted.

sliding into the bed, you pulled donnie’s head onto your chest and began running your hands through his hair. it was soft, and you could feel the tension in his body disappear as you continued.

“you wanna take this medicine and turn on a movie and sleep, baby? you have to take the medicine anyways.” you used a soft tone, rubbing a hand down his face to caress his jaw. he grumbled into your skin, tickling you.

“it’s the drinking stuff, baby.” you were probably overusing the word, but it didn’t matter to you. donnie sat up slightly as you poured the grape flavored medicine into the small cup that had come with the container. donnie slowly took it from you as you prepared his water for him, placing it to his lips as your hand found its way back into his hair.

“there you go, good job baby.” you kissed his lips gently, before letting him lay back down on your chest. he was out like a light eventually, and you stayed in the same spot, running your hands through his hair as he slept, up until you yourself had fallen asleep.

hiii… 😟😟 guys i know it’s been awhile i swear it wasn’t my fault believe me 🙁 anyways i have a few more ideas i wanna put out hopefully — cj <3

masterlist

[rebelliousstories]

Rooftop

25 Days of Ficmas

Relationship: Donnie Darko x Reader

Fandom: Donnie Darko

Request: No

Warnings: Fluff, Mentions of Mental Illness and Medications

Word Count: 1,229

Main Masterlist: Here

Jake Gyllenhaal and Co. Masterlist: Here

Summary: It’s not snowing, and it’s not terribly cold right now. But a quiet night on the roof is much needed to get away from the shenanigans down below.

Consider Donating: Here

There was a party raging on downstairs. A party that Donnie wanted no part in. His entire family gathered around and it was too much. He could not even ask his girlfriend to come over because she had a creative writing assessment for AP English to get done over the break. Everyone’s voices were both too loud for him, and not loud enough to quiet the ones in his head. There were too many smells, overlapping and bothering his senses.

Which is why Donnie found himself on the roof. Cool night air blew across his skin which aided in him not being so overwhelmed. All the chatter inside was contained to the house. That smell that could only be described as a moonlit winter night wafted around him. Rubbing his arms for a bit of warmth, Donnie was starting to regret not wearing a jacket out tonight.

However a piece of fabric was draped around his shoulders which trapped in some heat. It was then that he could hear the noises from inside get louder, the muffle once more. The wafting smell of cookies followed after whoever had come out to his little spot.

“Hey, Donnie.” A sweet voice called. Holding the blanket tighter, he turned and smiled when he saw her; his best friend in the whole world who, thankfully, agreed to be his girlfriend a few months ago.

“Hey. What are you doing here,” he asked, letting her sit next to him. Opening the blanket, he allowed her to scoot in close. In her hands was a plate of cookies, complete with his favorite lemon iced cookies that she made for him whenever he asked.

“Your mom called me. Said you had disappeared and no one could find you.” She picked up one of the gingerbread men and brought it to his lips, but he just pouted. Rolling her eyes playfully, she dropped the cookie back on the plate before grabbing a lemon one instead. Donnie happily opened his mouth for the sweet bite of heaven, and let out a groan as he tasted the deliciousness on his tongue.

“I’m fine, sweetie. You know me.” He replied through a mouthful of cookie goodness. Giggling, she placed her hand over his mouth to close it.

“I know, but she was worried about you. How are you feeling?” He gave her a thumbs up but got lost in something over her shoulder.

“Donnie,” she groaned, “have you been taking your meds?”

“Yes. I have. There are lights going off behind you.” Relieved, she turned to where he was now pointing. Another house on the block had a light show going on, and it was captivating. Smiling back at her boyfriend, she turned in his hold to now rest against his chest as his arms wrapped snuggly around her.

“Those are so pretty. Who’s house it that?” Her eyes were enraptured with the display.

“No clue.” Donnie replied, nudging his nose into her cheek to grasp her attention. Turning, she chuckled at his childish way of opening his mouth. And yet, she still found herself placing a gingerbread man this time.

She began to nibble one a Christmas tree sugar cookie, enjoying the sweet icing and sprinkles. Lights twinkled and flashed. Different colors and solid warm white light, all of it bounced off the various decorations in their yard. They could not see it clearly because of their vantage point, but they saw enough to be entertained.

Another windchill swept through, but the couple just sat out there.

“How much did you get through on your assignment?” Donnie suddenly asked, with his head resting on her shoulder to look at the lights.

“Just gotta edit it. But,” she nuzzled his cheek much like he had done hers, “even if I had not started it at all, I would still be here with you.”

Pressing a sweet kiss to the corner of his lips, she was about to turn again, but Donnie caught her mouth again. A much deeper lip lock was engaged now, and neither was complaining. She set the plate in her lap, before raising a hand up to cup his jaw.

Pulling away slightly, Donnie started to chuckle. Her eyebrow raised as she traced her eyes over his smiling face.

“You taste like cookies,” he muttered, still chuckling.

“How do you know that it’s not you that tastes like cookies?” She teased, running a hand through his dark hair.

“What if it’s both of us?” Donnie whispered conspiratorially. One look shared between the both of them sent both into a fit of giggles. They both had to be careful not to move too much. Not only so they did not lose the heat of the blanket and each other’s body heat, but also they did not fall off of the roof.

There was silence all around them after a while. Giggles had died off, chatter was reduced, even the music was turned down. It was probably getting late, which Donnie confirmed by looking at his watch. And yet, even with the evening winding down, they remained up there on the roof.

Eventually, the light’s from house across the way did turn off as it neared midnight. Donnie tucked his head against her body inn the crook of her neck, occasionally pressing small kisses to the exposed skin. The night went cold, no longer chilly, very fast. At around fourty-eight degrees Fahrenheit, the couple was truly relying on each other to keep warm. However, breeze of heated air blew past as someone opened a window nearby.

“Hey, lovebirds,” caught their attention. Mrs. Darko was poking her head out of the house towards the kids outside. “Let’s be getting in. Five minutes till midnight.”

Mrs. Darko retreated back into the home while they reluctantly untangled. Shivers ran down their bodies as the freezing breeze swept around them. They hurried into the warmed house, thankful that his mom had decided to turn the heat on. Allowing herself to warm up a bit, she began to make her way to the door.

“I should go to let you sleep.” Her words were not filled with enthusiasm, which Donnie picked up on immediately.

“Stay the night? My mom and your parents already know that you’re here. Please?” He begged prettily, casting those wide puppy eyes to her that he knew she could not resist.

“Fine. Can I have some clothes to sleep in?”

With some pep in his step, Donnie set about collecting the perfect shirt and boxers for her to wear. He himself changed into his own pajamas in the bathroom, allowing her the room. Coming back in when he was given the go ahead, the boy was overwhelmed by the site of her in his clothes. It never failed to make him happy just imagining her like this. They fell into the warm covers and soft padding of the bed, wrapping back up into each other’s arms.

“I love you. Thank you for coming,” Donnie whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“You’re welcome. I love you, Donnie,” came her reply, her own kiss finding its home on the base of his throat. As they drifted off to sleep, it was made abundantly clear that all he needed when he was overwhelmed by a party or his own mind, was some roof time with his favorite girl in the whole world.

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Hi!! I love your work so far, and I hope that it’s alright if I request another imagine for Donnie? Like him comforting fem!reader with major daddy issues 😭

Thank you<33

Ofc honey<3

Daddy Issues

-D.d x Fem reader

Summary; After a hurtful quarrel with your father, you run to Donnie. He’s the only one who can truly make you feel better.

Warnings; swearing, fighting, Y/n gets punched, daddy issues, drunk parent, borderline child abuse.

Now playing -daddy issues (remix)

“Dad, please! You have to stop drinking, I hate who you are when you’re intoxicated!” You shouted at your father, who sat in a recliner with a beer in his hand.

“What the fuck did you just say to me?” He glared, a dark expression forming on his face while he got up and out of the recliner. “Did I raise you to be disrespectful to your superiors, bitch?”

Fear was present on your face as he walked over to you, towering you intimidatingly. Though he never once laid a hand on you, you knew he’d snap any day now. It was just a matter of time until he finally did.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” You put your hands by your head, ready to block it in case he does decide to use violence as “discipline.”

He raised his clenched hand up high, before bringing it down and connecting with your cheek. Your head shot to the side and you held your left cheek, which now had a forming bruise.

Tears welled up in your eyes, and an angered expression melted into your once melancholy features.

“Fuck you.” You said angrily, collecting yourself before scrambling out the front door.

You ran to the sidewalk and continued to run for a few minutes, until you were far enough to determine he wasn’t chasing after you.

It was a cool night, the chill winter air hit your skin and chills were sent up your spine. The tip of your nose was red, so you rubbed your face to warm it up.

Staring at the moon, you admired its soft shine. A hue of white covered your relieved face. You looked back ahead of you, and saw that Donnie’s house was fairly close. You started jogging to it, and soon enough you were by his window.

Though it was cliché, you grabbed a tiny pebble and tossed it at his window, trying to gain his attention. About 4 pebbles in, as you were about to throw the 5th, the window slide open.

“Y/n?” Donnie asked, when his eyes lied upon you.

“Walk with me!” You whisper shouted, and then walked away to wait for him.

Sitting on his porch, the front door opened; revealing a sleepy looking Donnie. You looked up at him, a few tears piled in your eyes. His eyes widened as he noticed the bruise.

“Y/n what happened?” He asked softly, walking towards you to examine the injury.

“My dad… he got drunk again..” you furrowed your brows.

“I thought you said he doesn’t hit you?” Donnie questioned.

“He doesn’t… this is the first time ever…” You trailed off, as un-controlled tears rolled down your cheeks.

“It’s okay, Y/n. Come here.” He opened out his arms for you, in which you gracefully embraced him.

An inexplainable anger bubbles inside of Donnie, as you sobbed into his chest. He had a mental conversation about what he should do, before coming to an answer.

“Come inside, Y/n. You need rest.” Donnie helped you up, leading your weak body to his bedroom; where he would place you atop of the bed.

Pulling the blankets over you, Donnie waited until you were passed out to continue with his plan. Once he heard your breathing steady, he knew you were asleep.

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After he did what he needed to do, he crawled into bed next to you. He wrapped his arms around you, and wiped the mascara that trailed down your abused face.

“I love you, Y/n. And nothing bad will ever happen when I’m with you.” He whispered softly in your ear, pulling you close to him.

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^ྀིMissed out -

Donnie Darko

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Summary: You and your best friend share a joint. Turns out all you needed was some extra courage.

Warnings: Actually kinda cute, weed, asshole ex, subby!Donnie, he really likes your tits, oral (m and f receiving), fingering, piv sex, protected sex.

Word count: 2177

Notes: This isn’t proofread cause it’s almost 5am and I’m tired. This a bit filthy, like always. And all characters aged up to 18+.

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“C’mon I wanna try” Donnie whined. You blew out the smoke away from his face, looking at him with a questioning face. “I thought mixing weed with your meds was bad” you pointed out. Your window was open, but the room was still foggy with smoke. Your parents weren’t home for the rest of the week, so why not have a joint in bed? And why not invite your best friend? You hung out all the time anyway, or at least used to.

“You just want it to yourself i guess” Donnie said, faking a frown to make you give in. You took a drag and looked at him and sighed. “Oh fine, since you’re so annoying” you responded and passed the joint. Donnie accepted it and placed the joint to his lips, inhaling and holding it. 1, 2, 3. Before blowing it out and watching it fade away.

Donnie took another drag and relaxed into the pillows beneath him. He looked over at you, already looking a bit droopy. “How haven’t I done this before” He said and laughed, his eyes squinting into thin lines. You laughed back and took the joint from him. “You’re already off your fucking head” you said and smiled lazily as you smoked. “Well, probably cause there is more smoke than air in here” Donnie joked, looking up at the foggy ceiling. You two finished the joint before stomping it out in your ashtray.

“Can I tell you something?” He asked suddenly, probably because he finally had the courage to. You nodded in response. “I feel like you’re always ditching me for other people” he confessed. His eyes were still heavy from his high and his face turned to yours. “Well, now I have more time for you.” you paused before continuing, “I broke things off with Blake.” Your ex took up a lot of your time, a lot of time you could’ve spent with Donnie. “I’m sorry about that”, Donnie responded. He sat up against the bed frame, stretched his neck and looked down on you. “Nah it’s fine. He was an asshole” You said and sat up as well. “Why?” Donnie asked, furrowing his brows as he did. You laughed as you thought back on your ex. “Do you want me to be honest?” You asked raising your brows at your friend. “Why would I want you to lie?” He asked and you shrugged. “The sex was really bad” You said quietly before laughing at yourself and the memories.

Donnie swallowed. “Ohh, yeah.” He said and seemed to get lost in his own thoughts for a second. You looked over and saw Donnie’s gaze drift off. “Oh fuck off, you’re imagining it” you jokingly accused him. “Oh I’m not!” He defended himself, but he still looked flustered to you. You kept quiet, to keep him talking. Curious about how he would try to save the situation. “Okay, maybe I did. But only cause you mentioned it!” He said raising his arms as if he was being held at gunpoint. “Was it a nice view?” You teased him while snickering at him, watching his face turn maroon. “Oh! Who wants to imagine Blake naked?” He said with a disgusted look, eyebrows knit together and his nose scrunched. “And what? The rest of the view was good?” You said still joking and laughing about. But Donnie’s eyes widened slightly, “Uh no-“ he stammered, “I mean you’re not ugly. Or I don’t think you are. Or I mean I don’t know what you look like-“ He got cut off by you. “Hey, it’s alright. I’m not accusing you of anything it’s all a joke” but when Donnie didn’t respond, you understood that it wasn’t all a joke.

You had never thought about it. All your boyfriends had been certified assholes, but Donnie was actually really sweet. You always knew he looked good, but it never went further than that. Those thoughts always got pushed to the side. But they always resurfaced, night after night.

The high surging through Donnie was making him brave. “I’ve thought about it a lot. Not you and Blake of course, just you” he confessed while fidgeting with his nails. You caught yourself smiling but couldn’t make it go away. “I won’t resist anything” you said, feeling like it was the easiest way to say ‘me too’, without actually saying it.

You sat up against the bed frame, looking at Donnie. Then, he leaned in and kissed you. It was shy at first, soft as he entered new territory. You were the one who licked against his bottom lip, trying to deepen the kiss. And he complied. His hand came up to cup your cheek and his tongue entered your mouth. You moaned against him and his other hand clawed against his jeans, trying to remain unaffected by you.

His breathing got heavier and you couldn’t watch him suffer, watch him try to hold back. “You can touch me” you whispered to him. You grabbed one of his hand and placed on one of your tits. He watched his hand holding it, groping it. “Do you wanna take it off?” You asked, inching up the hem of your short. Donnie nodded and swallowed. He had never been this scared or turned on ever in his life.

You took your t-shirt off, leaving you in your bra. You sat up next to Donnie and looked at him as his other hand made its way to your tits too, groping you once again. He looked up at you, “can we take this off too?” he asked nervously. “yeah” you said with a smile, leaned down to kiss him and unclasped you bra. When you sat back up you let the straps fall off your shoulders before removing your bra completely.

Donnie looked up at you, wanting to make sure that you weren’t uncomfortable. But when you smiled down at him all flustered, he felt more confident. “Come closer” he said, still sounding a bit nervous, but more needy than anything. You climbed over his lap and sat on top of him. His callused thumbs went over your nipples, and you inhaled sharply as they did. “You’re so pretty” He said, still looking at your tits, before leaning in and putting his mouth around one of your nipples. You hissed as his teeth grazed it, nipped at it and his hand pinched the other. You hummed at the stimulation and ground down against him. He moaned against your skin and his hand seemed to squeeze your breast harder.

You grabbed Donnie’s hair, tilted his face up and kissed his swollen lips. You laid him down before kissing and biting at his neck, which made him buck his hips against yours. As you reached his collarbones your hands grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it off. Your hands grazed his pale skin and you leaned down to kiss down his stomach. Occasionally looking up at him to see him struggle, his mouth agape and eyelids heavy, looking down at you. When your mouth reached his happy trail your hands began to fiddle with his belt. “Yeah?” you asked him, holding eye contact. “Yeah” he confirmed and bucked against you.

You smiled, unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He raised his hips and you pulled his pants and underwear off, throwing them somewhere on the floor. You hummed as you saw his leaking cock against his stomach. You wrapped your hand around it and Donnie’s breath turned shaky. You stroked him, lingering at his tip each time. His thighs tensed as you ran your thumb over his tip, smearing his precum around.

You looked up at him as you laid your tongue flat against his head, licking over his tip. A low moan escaped his lips as your mouth enveloped him. You hollowed your cheeks as you lowered yourself down on him, grabbing onto his thighs to help yourself from gagging. Donnie breathed in whimpers as your tongue massaged his dick. His hand grabbed your hair and pulled you off of him. “Don’t wanna cum like this” he panted. A string of saliva connected your mouth to his tip and his cock couldn’t help but twitch when he noticed.

“You wanna fuck me instead?” you asked, still hovering above his crotch. “Don’t you want anything?” Donnie asked, cocking his head. You sat up and looked confused. “I could go down on you?” Donnie continued. “You want to?” You asked, surprised at his proposal. “Blake didn’t?” He asked back. You avoided the question. “Do what you want” you shrugged. Donnie pat the spot behind him, telling you to lay down. You obeyed and laid your head on one of the pillows. Now you were the nervous one. “Can I?” Donnie asked, hovering his hands above the button of your jeans. You nodded and he quickly undid them and pulled them down with your underwear.

Donnie perched himself on one of his elbows, letting his other hand graze your wet folds. His fingers found your clit and rubbed light circles on it as his mouth went to your thighs. His kisses started making their way up, occasionally stopping to bite down and then kiss it better. When he reached your cunt he removed his fingers and licked a slow, long stripe from your slit to the abandoned bundle of nerves. “He fucking missed out” He mumbled against your clit, making you grind against his face. His arms sneaked around your thighs before he placed his tongue back on your clit. Your hands tugged at his hair as the tip of his tongue flicked at you. Your thighs hugged the sides of his face, but he didn’t seem to mind. Instead, his tongue went and dipped into your hole. He moaned as he did, which flattered you more than he could imagine. His tongue fucked into you while his nose nudged at your clit. Your head spun as you writhed beneath Donnie. You never knew it could feel this good.

Donnie removed his tongue, placing it back onto your clit and pushed two fingers inside you. You hissed at the intrusion, but then he curled his fingers and began to move them in and out of you. The feeling made you shake like a leaf and you cried out with each flick of his tongue. “Gonna cum” you warned him, not wanting to catch him off guard. He mumbled a “please” against your clit, before sucking harshly on it. Your legs clamped down on him and you grabbed onto your sheets as the pressure threatened to spill over. And when it did, you moaned loudly and ground against Donnie’s mouth.

When he raised his head, his chin was covered in slick. He crawled up to your face and kissed you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. “You don’t know how fucking hard that made me” he whispered between deep breaths. You blushed at his words. “I’ve never came from that before” You responded making him moan and kiss you again.

Donnie rutted against your thigh as you made out. “Please” he whimpered in between two kisses, “wanna be inside you.” You kissed him one last time before reaching over to open the drawer beside your bed. You grabbed a condom and ripped it open. Donnie stood up on his knees, offering you to put it on. You rolled the condom onto him before he pushed you back against the covers.

He lined himself up, looked at you for confirmation and when you nodded he slowly pushed himself into you, holding hard onto your waist as he did. He groaned as he bottomed out. “Can I move?” he asked once he felt you relax, desperate to finally cum. “Go on” you answered and wrapped your legs around him.

He started slowly, not wanting to cum within three seconds. With each thrust he brushed against your g-spot, making you dig your nails into his shoulders. When he got more comfortable, he started moving faster. He placed his arms on either side of you, holding himself up as he fucked you. Your hand grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled him in for an open-mouthed kiss. Your tongues collided and feverishly explored each other. As your breaths ran out, Donnie pulled away and laid his forehead against yours, breathing heavily. His thrusts were getting sloppy as he neared his climax. “Touch me” you breathed out and Donnie’s hand sneaked between your bodies, finding your clit with ease.

He sat back on his heels, now fucking up into you, making him slam against your g-spot every time. He twitched inside you as he watched himself fuck you, his cock covered in your wetness. You both were getting close, both encouraged by the other’s moans and whimpers. Donnie didn’t last much longer before he stalled and dug his nails into your hip as he came. You followed soon after, pulsing around him. His fingers slowed down against your sensitive clit.

Donnie laid down on top of you while catching his breath. “You can’t keep dating assholes” he pointed out, “you’re too good for that.” You smiled at his words, kissed his cheek and responded “I won’t.”

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temptations part one

dealer!donnie x reader

after being busted, donnie’s reputation as the schools dealer flourishes. but what he hadn’t expected, was for his crush wanting to push the boundaries of sobriety, aswell as his struck rule

don’t fuck the customers.

wc: 4.5k

warnings: smoking, mentions of sex, sexual innuendo, donnie is a loser perv lol

it was another boring day in english. donnie already finished the work and had let his mind wonder. he looked over to see you sitting next to him, equally as bored. donnie had had a crush on you for a while. your soft shiny hair and gorgeous figure made his head spin and schools required trousers to tighten.

you sat staring at the board in a daze, big eyes and long lashes looking past the board and into the field of your imagination. you innocently chewed on your pencil that rested in between your plump lips. donnie was entranced.

he watched how your skirt rid up when you crossed your legs. and how the fat of your thighs spilled out of your black stockings that rode all the way down to your marry jane clad feet.

god how he wanted you. he wants you to be his, he hated the idea of you being with another boy besides him. sure how he made money was illegal. but that just shows how good of a provider he could be! how much he was willing to do to make sure you didn’t have to worry about the money for your next shopping spree. how he was smart enough to have you never be stressed over homework again. not that you ever were. you were extremely smart, a attribute donnie highly admired about you.

as his brain kept stirring, his thoughts got ever more gross. he thought about how’d you look bent over in the old creaky desk chair you were sitting in just next to him. how your hair would smell when it was right by his nose when he rested his head in the crook of his neck while pounding into you. what sounds you’d let out from pure bliss from just him.

as if an angel came sent down from heaven, you turned your head into his direction. your eyes met his blue pearls as your face twisted into embarrassment as you had caught him staring. his hungry gaze met yours and before you could say anything the bell had run signaling lunch. donnie was the last to leave. he had to calm himself down before standing up and facing embarrassment from his already growing boner. a reacouring accurance that the teen boy faced often at school. what a perv.

during lunch donnie stood with his usually group behind the school. where all the delinquents would go to smoke and where he’d get the most business. his friends were talking about the same usual bullshit when you popped out of no where.

“can i bum one?” you say staring at him through your lashes. which was quiet easy, the height diffrence between you two was what always made him go weak.

“uh yea sure yeah.” he said flustered. you giggled.

he brought the cigarette up to you and was confused as you still stood unmoving. then you parted your lips and understanding set in. donnie brought the smoke up to your lips and lit it with his black lighter, you still held your eye contact.

“you’re becoming pretty popular as a dealer darko, you got any of that stuff for me?” you? asking him? for drugs? maybe he shouldn’t be suprised, i mean he is the plug. but such a sweet girl like you buying from him was hardly expected. this was a rare opportunity. he had to be cunning and play his cards right.

“i do, but i don’t bring my stuff to class, what you doing after school?”

“nothing” you say swirling your hair and taking another hit.

“you can come by afterschool, my parents won’t be home.”

“so we can make noise then yeah?”

donnie blushed, could you be into him too? doubtful.

“y-yeah i guess so. meet me at the front afterschool okay?”

“alright sure, see ya donnie.” you say before shoving the rest of the cigarette between his lips and prancing away. when you were a few feet away you turned your head to see if he was still staring. which he so painfully was, but could you help him? the way your hips swayed and how your skirt just barely covered your ass had him beat.

the day passed torturously slow, donnie sat in most of his classes thinking about what you said earlier

make noise? what could she mean by that?

he couldn’t tell if your induendo meant something he’d never thought he’d get. or maybe you said it on purpose just to get him riled up. which he thought was the case. how could a goddess like you be into a freak like him? most girls only saw him as the crazy drug addict. but maybe you were diffrent. he hoped you were.

you stood chewing your gum and rocking your feet back and forth nervously awaiting donnie who would come out of school any second. in all honestly, you’ve never done anything harder than a cigarette. you were sure nervous. but if it was a way to get into donnie’s bedroom, you’d do anything.

thanks for reading part one! if this gets 40 likes i’ll make another, or i’ll just do it anyway. hope you enjoyed hehehe

[slasherflicks999]

thank you pinterest for launching me into yet another multiple day drawing :3

I LOVE HIIIIMAKAMSMSBDIHSSKBSDFHKJABSFD we know this

but oh my god this took almost 7 hours overall LMAO im so tired but like in a good way

you may be looking at his hair and saying “heyyyy gravity doesnt work that way….” in which case you are correct but i thought it would be cool if BEN’s hair kinda floats when he gets all glitchy like how hair does when it’s in water :3 in my head this would also mean it would poof up a little when he gets mad like in a ghibli movie or a cat bc…. cmon that’d be so fun

also idk what his outfit is i just improvised it bc i didn’t wanna design bro a whole outfit LMAO i never know what to draw him wearing!!!!! smh smh.. it’s okay he’s serving

but anyway…….. im so proud of this and how i did the shading hehe :333 i love him i love him i love him im so tired i love him

ref for the pose after the break if anyone wants it :D

[drunkenkissesatdusk]

hey! so glad to see new writers on here!!

do you mind writing something for donnie darko? fluff, angst, whatever you decide :)

YES OMG THANK YOUUUU

DOLL - donnie darko.

fluff all around guys GENDER NEUTRAL READER

━━━━━━━━ DONNIE DARKO had been a quiet guy in (name)'s eyes. They'd never particularly heard him speak, but he'd also never really heard them speak. When (name) entered his English class one tuesday afternoon, Donnie was enticed by them.

Their enigma floated through the school, and before they'd made friends, (name) had a reputation. They were oblivious to this, but that didn't mean Donnie was. He'd heard kids say that (name) had been expelled for a fight that sent a kid to the hospital at their old school.

He believed heavily it was a lie. (name), his (name) wasn't capable of that - thats why he was determined to weasle his way into their life.

It started three weeks later, nearing the middle of their school year, Donnie had manifested their partnership through a school project. It didn't take him long to realize how odd he was being, but somehting inside of him found it to be normal - in his eyes, it was okay.

If it meant he was getting closer to (name), he believed it to be okay.

The first day of the project, Donnie had invited (name) over, letting them into his private space - his bedroom. Not a lot of his friends got to see his room, but as he watched their eyes float through his room, he was okay with them in here.

By the time they'd had their second day for their project, Donnie found his obsession fading into a genuine crush. How would they react to his problems? Would they run away screaming when he told them about Frank?

(name) wasn't like that when he told them, they understood him, and they never dared to poke and prod at the fact that something was wrong with him. They treated Donnie normally, and he was genuinely head over heels for them.

They’d adjusted to this newfound friendship within days, considering how close (name) and Donnie were able to get within days. The new duo had easily passed their project, being the only two to do so. However, they found themselves hanging out more and more after school.

After some time, the time for (name) to sleepover at the Darko household came. Donnie warned them not to be alarmed when he wasn’t in the bed beside them, and they understood - nodding instantly. They’d still worry about him, but they wouldn’t necessarily be so worried they’d call the police.

One night, before he disappeared, he found himself holding (name). They’d fallen asleep like that, their head resting half on his arm and half on his pillow, hand holding his arm that wrapped around their waist.

He’d found himself awake after a while, in the middle of the golf course. Soon enough, he’d made it home, and trudged along to hide away in (name)s arms. They were still asleep by time he collapsed atop them, burying himself into the crook of their neck, arms wrapping securely around them.

“You okay, Donnie?” (name) sleepily asked, running their hand through his hair. That soothed him further, soon (name) found themself with a sleeping Donnie in their arm. They really had no problem with it, soon adjusted and fast asleep themself.

It was a common occurrence for nights to end this way. Neither really cared about the obscurities of what they considered “friendship”, so they continued to do as they did.

(name) also had a quirk where they were mostly understanding, caring, and loving when it came to fights, the two worked through each problem bit by bit, and they eventually had a smooth friendship.

On this particular night, Donnie lay across (name)s chest, breathing in their cologne/perfume. He was calm, his mind was quiet, and their hands floated through his hair, down his back, expanding across his shoulders, and ending back in his hair.

He was calm, holding her so tightly it was almost insane. This was his comfort, his home, his domains. No one could take this away from him, no one could take away his (name).

They didn’t mind it either, and they felt their heart begin to ache for him through long periods of time where they didn’t talk and hangout every millisecond of the day.

Deciding then and now, they’d get closer with Donnie, and maybe eventually fall in love. Donnie wasn’t opposed either, he was already head over heels for his best friend.

“Hey, I’m Marcus.” he was the fancy new kid, a phony accent to mask his boring interior and personality. Marcus had fallen in love with (name) upon first sight, which bothered both (name), and Donnie.

Donnie hated Marcus. He made it known all the time, but (name) pulled the same antics, melting into Donnie’s arms, chest, lap, anything, whenever Marcus was nearby.

“That guy you’re always with,” (name) was getting lunch, sliding her tray across the metal tubes that formed a sort of resting sill, “are you two dating?” he finished his question, accepting the apple from the lunch lady.

“Yeah, wasn’t it obvious?” (name) snickered, lying straight to his face. What they hated was how real their statement sounded - were they really really into Donnie?

They were. They absolutely were. Nothing could be done about it, is what every one of their friends thought before they’d finally asked each other out. They thought about their friends one night while basking in the silence that sat between the two.

They toned down the PDA, but upped it in private areas. Donnie was always a clingy guy, no matter how scary he seemed in real life. But that was their Donnie, and they loved him.

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CECIL JAMES —

ignore how the layout is im secretly on my phone during school

also yall i fucking love clingy guys 😔

please request more i love ur guys’s ideas ugh

masterlist

[jakegyllenbaalz]

donnie darko, dir. richard kelly (2001)

[rebelliousstories]

Sugarplums

25 Days of Ficmas

Relationship: Donnie Darko x Reader

Fandom: Donnie Darko

Request: No

Warnings: Fluff, Mentions of Medication

Word Count: 581

Masterlist: Here

Summary: Do sugarplums even exist? Has anyone ever had one? Donnie surely didn’t think so.

“What do sugarplums have to do with Christmas?” Donnie wondered aloud, laying down on his bed. His girlfriend was laying next to him, reading a book, but was somewhat tuned into her boyfriend’s rambling. She cast her eyes over to the side at his question.

“What?” She was genuinely confused with how this was what he landed on to wonder about.

“Sugarplums. Do they even exist or are they like, an expression of Christmas?” Donnie stared up at the ceiling, genuinely pondering the existence of sugarplums. Her boyfriend was pondering the existence of sugarplums. How did she end up here? She set her book down on her chest as she watched him.

“Honey, did you take your meds?” She asked, not wanting to sound rude. But Donnie still stared at the ceiling, and nodded.

“Yeah. Of course I did. Now are sugarplums a thing?” He was serious. She let out a deep sigh and rolled up onto her elbow to look at her boyfriend in the face. Only then, did he cast his eyes towards her face.

“Yes, Donnie. Sugarplums are a real thing. They’re enjoyed by a lot of families during Christmas. Why do you ask?” Her eyes scanned over his face, looking for any sign that he was on a different plane of existence, but was pleased when she found he was there with her.

“I’ve just never seen them. Ya know, I haven’t even seen anyone talk about them except in some Christmas carols, or like the nutcracker ballet.” Donnie commented. She chuckled lightly at her boyfriend’s ramblings, but it soon developed into actual, full blown laughter the more she thought about her current situation. Donnie, not knowing why she was laughing but feeling the contagion, started to lightly chuckle.

“What? What’s so funny?” He asked, watching his girlfriend try to recover and calm herself down, but failing miserably. It took a few more minutes for her to calm down enough that she could talk.

“Nothing, I just- it’s… you do realize how funny this sounds right? You’re contemplating the existence of something that random.” She beamed as Donnie started to laugh.

“I’m serious! I want to know if they exist.” He took one of the hands from behind his head and rested it along his lover’s cheek, admiring how her hair provided a halo complete with the lamp that coincidentally lit her up from behind.

“Would you like to go make some?” She asked, quirking an eyebrow up. Donnie got really excited at this request.

“You know how to make them?” He wondered; he started to look like a kid in a candy store.

“No, but I have plenty of cookbooks we can use. A lot of Christmas in specific too. I’m sure we can find one that has a recipe.” Donnie did not wait for her to explain any further before he grabbed her arms and hauled them off the bed together. She let out a startled yelp as they tumbled towards the ground. He bracketed his arms around her body and leaned his head down to meet hers.

“Well, let’s go!” His excited statement shocked her just a little bit, but followed after Donnie as he stood and proceeded to grab her hand to drag her towards the kitchen.

Safe to say that after a little while of making them, and a trip to the grocery store, Donnie no longer doubted the existence of the small, sugary Christmas treats. In fact, he rather liked them.

[sxeraphfic]

Sub bottom Donnie Darko HCs ? :0

TW/NSFW - SUB DONNIE DARKO HCS 

thank you for the ask!

I've decided to put this into different sections: general submissive hcs first, sub bottom hcs and the other section will be sub top! Read whatever one you prefer ♥️ 

 GENERAL SUBMISSIVE HCS 

Donnie isn't a bratty submissive, I can imagine him being VERY well behaved when it comes to you.

Occasionally he’ll make some offhanded snarky comment, but you know he's only doing it for a reaction. He shuts his mouth as quickly as he opens it. 

Donnie is extremely praise motivated, he thrives off of being told when he's doing things well, when he's being a good boy, how he good he feels etc

Likes to be cuddled/pet/pampered

As for degradation it depends on the day, sometimes he kind of gets off on the fact that he's inherently a little weird and outcast-y 

But if you start practically verbally abusing him it may secretly scare him a little, he likes to be humiliated, not verbally assaulted.

Speaking of that, yes he has a humiliation kink, call him needy or pathetic and it'll drive him insane. 

Also messing around with him in public despite his outward annoyance will turn him the fuck on and probably give him a hard on, hence the humiliation kink.  

He enjoys it when you put your fingers in his mouth 

I can't lie bro has some beautiful doe eyes you bet he's gonna be giving you that. Look. he has (ifykyk) 

Probs has a secret mommy kink that you’ll have to fight to get out of him

As for physical harm he isn't a hardcore masochist or even close,  but he can enjoy a light slap, pinching, biting..maybe even some light crotch stepping.

but if you start beating the shit out of him he's not going to find it sexy at all, keep the violence tolerable! 

I said this before in the general but he has some weird kinks 

Although i don't think body worship is weird at all he takes it to a different level 

if you leave any of your clothing near him and you so happen to forget it he may smell it and jack off with it later 

doesnt mind a little choking

Hey, I said what I said. You gotta remember he's a bit of a freak.  

Absolutely a headgiver, he loves feeling you control his pace

SUB BOTTOM DONNIE HCS 

I think initially Donnie would take some time before admitting that he wants to bottom, assuming you're in a relationship w him around that time period it's important to note acceptance of that kind of thing was very limited

However since he trusts you he’ll eventually confide in you.  

Donnie wouldn't want you to be extra rough with him, well maybe sometimes he wouldn't mind if he was really in the mood. But he prefers normal paced fucking.

If you happen to be more fem presenting i think he would get off on the contrast of someone feminine railing him. Not necessary ofc but just a note 

That being said, if you are more masculine presenting he's gonna find that sexy too. Hes soooo bisexual i know his repressed ass will be screaming if he's getting touched by another masculine person 

Stroke his dick while you fuck him he wants it sooo bad 

I think he’d be most comfortable w/ doggy style and spooning

SUB TOP DONNIE HCS 

Def into cockwarming, in the sense that he's not allowed to move but is forced to feel the pressure of his dick inside of you for however long you decide to keep him like that.  

Controlled orgasm. Need I say less? He likes you to tell him when he's allowed to cum when fucking you

Edging is apart of that too, he likes when hes just about to cum and then you tell him to stop fucking you

NEEDS PERMISSION for everything 

Thigh fucking as a treat since he looooves your thighs

he likes it if you praise or degrade him as he fucks you

let him go a lil crazy with you every once and awhile as a treat

Thank you for reading!

[sparklypinkflightsuit]

Masterlist:

The Island: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

Moodboard

• Entry 1

• Entry 2

• Entry 3

• Entry 4

• Entry 5

• Entry 6

• Entry 7

• Entry 8

• Entry 9

• Entry 10

• Entry 11 - Final

Lost to the Skies: Bob Floyd x Reader Mini Series

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3 - Final

Love To Watch You Leave: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5

• Part 6

• Part 7 - Final

Stars Align: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5

• Part 6

• Part 7

• Part 8

• Part 9 - Final

The Containment Diaries: Bob Floyd & Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

• Entry 1

• Entry 2

• Entry 3

• Entry 4

• Entry 5

• Entry 6

• Entry 7

• Entry 8

• Entry 9

• Entry 10

• Entry 11

• Entry 12 - Final

The Witching Hour: Bob Floyd x Reader

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3

• Chapter 4

• Chapter 5

• Chapter 6

• Chapter 7

• Chapter 8

• Chapter 9

• Final Chapter

Blessed Be: Bob Floyd x Reader

• Prologue

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3

• Chapter 4

• Chapter 5

• Chapter 6 - Final

Predator and Prey: Tommy Cahill x Reader

• Chapter One

• Chapter Two

• Chapter Three

• Chapter Four

• Chapter Five

• Chapter Six

• Chapter Seven

• Chapter Eight

• Chapter Nine - Final

Star Crossed: Detective David Loki x Reader

• Chapter One

• Chapter Two

• Chapter Three

• Chapter Four

• Chapter Five

• Chapter Six - Final

Drugs, Thugs and Pilot Kelson Hugs: Pilot Kelson x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5 - Final

Mine For The Taking: Colter Stevens x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5

• Part 6 - Final

Make You Smile: Joel from Smile x Reader

• Prologue

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3 - Final

Bleeding Hearts: Vince Schneider x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

The Outsider: Hasil Farrell x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5

[gyllenhaalstuff]

sub!donnie pouring out apologies when ur riding him on the couch and he js grabs you and fucks up into you cuz he can’t control himself… lwk size kink too

Your requests are always so good I can’t. This isn’t super long but I had to get it out of my head. This request honestly did things to me.

Giving in

- Donnie Darko

This picture has nothing to do with the fic but he’s cute so

Summary: Donnie can’t control himself and guiltily takes things in his own hands

Warnings: Sub!Donnie, edging, blowjob, riding, orgasm denial, praise, begging, crying, size difference if you squint, piv sex, unprotected sex.

Word count: 1150~

Notes: First time my own fic has turned me on. Anyway. If you think seeing the dickprint on your lower stomach is unrealistic, you just haven’t been with anyone big enough. Take it from me.

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Donnie was practically crying at this point. You torturing him by blowing him and stopping before he got to cum over and over had smushed his brain. But your praise made up for it.

His cock had been twitching in your mouth, ready to cum down your throat more than once. And when he finally caught his breath back, you would swallow him back down.

You couldn’t help but feel a bit bad. His face was hot and flustered, and his hair was a mess. His hands were shaky from gripping onto the couch cushions, from trying his best not to cum against your orders.

You sat up and straddled him. You could feel his cock pulsating beneath you, leaking and painfully hard. It was time to wrap things up; poor thing was so close to earning his orgasm. You pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, “You’ve done so well,” another kiss, “I’ll let you cum soon.” He whined but nodded; he didn’t know how much more he could take. But the longer the wait, the better the reward, he thought to himself.

His cock stretched you out as you sank down on him; he wasn’t small by any means. His veiny hands were gripping onto your waist to keep him grounded. You started moving slowly. Just sitting on him, grinding against his pelvis with your hands on his shoulders to hold yourself up.

Donnie proved to have a hard time staying in his place. Seconds after you started moving, his hips bucked, and he accidentally thrust up into you. “Fuck, I’m sorry I can’t,” he whined, eyebrows furrowed in frustration. Poor thing was trying his best to keep it in; the vein above his left eye was showing, a testament to his strain.

You pushed his hips back down onto the couch. “Yes, you can, baby,” you encouraged him and kept riding him at your own tortuous pace. You had been waiting for this the whole day, feeling Donnie filling you up and his dark stubble against your clit, you didn’t want it to end so soon.

His hips bucked again, making you break and moan against your will. “Donnie,” you warned him, “Don’t.” He held back a cry, but you could see his eyes watering. God, he wanted to flip you over and fuck you senseless. Wanted to put his mouth all over your tits and neck.

You sped up, falling down on him harder. Donnie pressed his lips together. But he couldn’t focus. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he rambled, not even sure what he was sorry for. Maybe he just wanted you to give in. “You’re doing so well, don’t apologize,” you responded, “just hold on a bit longer.” He looked so fragile; you couldn’t be mean to him, couldn’t degrade him like in this state.

Though, maybe you should’ve. Because a second later, Donnie’s hands pulled your hips down on his cock. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this,” he whined, feeling so bad for not controlling himself. He didn’t stop this time; instead, he continued moving you up and down on him, which he could’ve done this whole time considering how much stronger he was than you.

“I just really need to cum. I’m sorry, ah—!” Now he was really a mess. His hair stuck to the sweat on his forehead, and his arms flexed as he bounced you up and down.

You honestly didn’t have the mind to bother stopping him and taking back the control. You needed this too. Having his cock in your mouth for so long had left you soaked. Donnie kept rambling apologies beneath you. “Can’t control myself; I’m sorry.” He looked like he was in pain, even though he was feeling the complete opposite. Tears were threatening to spill out of his eyes; he didn’t want to be bad.

His hips snapped up into yours despite his guilt, completely numbing and overstimulating you all at once. You let him have his reward, partly because it all felt so good. “You’re just too pretty; I can’t stop myself,” he tried to explain, as if you were listening. Though, you did hear the other noises coming from his mouth. Pathetic, whiny, girl-like moans. (You see, Donnie’s vocal cords were tired from everything you had put him through.) It was the best sound in the world.

Donnie watched his cock bulging against your lower belly, his ego inflating. How could he ever resist pounding into his girl when she was half his size, just begging to be tossed around? He was actually being really good for keeping you in this position instead of bending you over.

“I love you. I’m sorry,” he apologized again, still whining like a bitch. His nails dug into your skin, leaving moon crescent marks. His hips were practically off the couch, meeting yours with each thrust. He went fast and hard, running on adrenaline and his aching need.

“Please, I need to cum,” he begged, like your words meant anything to him at this point. You didn’t respond; he wouldn’t have listened anyway. “God, I’m sorry.” Tears were running down his cheeks, down over his neck, settling in the crevice of his collarbones.

Even though he was ignoring every rule you had set, his whimpering was delicious and enough to make your walls crumble. “Cumming too,” you mumbled, making Donnie sigh in relief as some of the weight lifted off his shoulders. “Please, baby,” he begged. He couldn’t imagine a better reward.

Donnie came just seconds before you, biting his lips as his thighs shook. If there was a God, this was the closest he’d come. You followed closely, cumming with a moan and riding your orgasm out, stuffed with his softening cock and hot cum.

You laid down on his chest, breathing heavily as you came down from your high. Donnie’s arms wrapped around you, holding you tight against his chest. “I’m sorry, baby, don’t be mad,” he sniffled into your hair. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He felt so guilty, so dirty. He lost control.

“It’s okay, Don,” you kissed his forehead, “You earned it.” You moved your lips to his cheek, tasting his salty tears. He mumbled a thank you. Grateful you were so forgiving and kind.

“Do you want to wash up?” You asked. Both of you were covered in cum and saliva, definitely in need of a shower. “Yeah,” Donnie nodded and dried his tears. You smiled at him, your big, sweet golden retriever. Your heart ached for him. “If you want…,” your smile turned into a grin, “you can get back at me for being so mean.” His face lit up.

“You’re gonna regret saying that,” he smiled back and kissed you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. This was far from over.

[weirdogirl888]

morning sex with donnie blurb

warnings: somophillia, dubcon if you squint, pnv, nipple play, afab reader, unprotected sex, donnie's a loving perverted boyfriend

wc: 1.2k (might’ve gotten a lil carried away lol

a/n: ending sucks cuz i got lazy, hope u enjoy none the less. requests are always open

donnie loves the sight of you sleeping in his bed. your nighty shrugging off from a deep night's sleep. the sleeve fully off the shoulder, just barely revealing your breasts with your hard nipples visibly poking through. you look so peaceful, so innocent. so hot.

it's not donnie's fault he's a boy with the insufficient plague of morning wood. and it's also not his fault his girlfriend is sleeping soundly looking like a beautiful stone statue in his bed.

she deserves something for looking this pretty. he thought to himself, in a delusional idea of an excuse to lean down and gently kiss your soft lips. he left a trail of kisses from your cheek to your collarbone, while he stopped and gave one last look at your unconscious face before slipping the remnants of your silk night down to your stomach.

he gulped and gave a shutter until he moved his large hand and started groping the soft mounds of fat. eyes staring into your closed lids, looking for any sign of a reaction, which wasn't visible. from the way last night went, he knew you'd be hard to wake. especially so early in the morning with the fall sunrise coming early but just as beautiful from his attic window.

donnie decided to test his luck and get on top of you, boxers already forgotten, he gets more bold and starts sucking on your boobs one at a time. leaving both in a sloppy reddened mess. he dotted hickies all down your stomach for a surprise you'd see in the morning. thankfully the autumn weather prevented you from wearing a bikini any time soon, a factor he took gratefully.

when he slid your cotton white panties off your smooth legs, he was met with a wet mess. much like his cock that was leaking precum just from touching you. maybe it was the adrenaline rush and thrill of getting this far with you still unaware.

he slowly swiped his fingers up your warm pussy and slid them into his mouth, his other arm being used as a prop on the bed for his body weight as he loomed over you.

"you taste so sweet, baby. Are you sure you can't feel any of this? I think you're just pretending to sleep. Do you get off to boys touching your unconscious body? god, you really are fucked up." he said slowly spreading your legs, lining up his shaft with your dripping entrance.

"it's okay-." he shoved his entire dick in until your clit brushed his pelvic bone, sending a light whimper from your lips.

"So am i."

at first, he slowly dragged his cock gently back and forth. admiring the sight of his base sliding in and out of your soft folds. he wanted this sweet moment to last. the look of your sleeping body being lit by the lined morning sun seeping through his window blinds. but the pleasure was just so addicting, he couldn't maintain his slow intimate pace. especially with your walls gripping him. he started to quicken up the pace, if his load pathetic whimpers weren't enough to wake you up, it was the feeling he was giving you now.

your eyes start to slightly flutter open, in your slumber, you feel a warm sensation in your core. but when you awaken and see your boyfriend looking lustfully down at you, your foggy brain starts to melt.

"d-donnie, what are you- nghh --doing?"

"shhh don't worry angel, just focus on how good you feel right now. can you do that for me? you look so beautiful right now." he says leaving trails of kisses on your boobs.

pleasure overwhelmed you as your eyes widened with lust. you felt on cloud nine yet you had just woken up.

donnies thrusts got harder as chased his release, hitting that perfect spot in your gummy walls, causing your back to arch off the matress, which earned a moan from Donny's lips.

"Donnie- oh fuck, you feel so good."

you weren't fulling awake yet and still groggy. your mouth leaving a string of whines as you neared your climax, you could never get used to how your boyfriend's thick cock stretched you out in the most familiar and delicious way possible.

"fuck baby I'm so close, come with me sweetheart." donnie paused massaging and pinching your nipples, and brought his hand down to rub your clit in gentle circles, causing you to knit your eyebrows together and roll your eyes in the back of your head. the pleasure causing you to short circuit.

your release hit you like a freight train. your body twitched from your shoulder blades, down your spine, and through your shaking thighs. you moaned loudly as your orgasm washed over you causing you to moan loudly.

donnie, completely loosing any regard for your pleasure in the focus of chasing his own. his thrusts were hard and spractatic. pulling out and snapping his hips to shove himself fully back in.

his face was always so pretty like this, pupils blown and messy bed hair a mess in pure bliss. his cock twitched inside you and ropes of cum split out filling your cervix. as he gave his last thrusts, a white ring of both your and his cum juicing out of the tight entrance.

he pulled out with a heavy sigh, sad but satisfied to finally be leaving you. he pulled your panties back on so as to not spill and plopped back onto the bed.

you were completely fucked out, even through having only been awake for a short while. he looked at you and kissed your temple causing you to grin.

"I cant belive you fucked me when I was asleep, you're such a perv darko."

donnie looked down shamefully "I'm sorry baby, it wont happen again."

"its okay" you say crawling into his arms and kissing his neck. "it was hot." you whisper in his ear.

donnies face turned red "wanna go for another?" he said full of hope.

"nice try donnie." starting to get sleepy again from being woken from your slumber aswell as from donnies dick breaking you open. "next time." and with that you both drift off to sleep in each others arms, contentment overruling you and you both dream of each others future.