#I HAVE A FUCKING SMILE ON MY FACE SINCE I STARTED WATCHING IT

[luvyeni]

🥀 … ( headcanons ) perv anton ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 앤톤 ՞

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request. any perv!anton drabbles pls 🙏🏻😓

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 been a while since i did perv!idol

before you guys get into a relationship…

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: assumed you were a boy , he was shocked to see a girl at his front door ﹚ .ᐟ

his hair covering his eyes , as he stared at you — you were barely clothed , boxes in front of you. “hello.” his eyes never leaving your chest. “im your new roommate.” he’s confused. “you’re a girl.” you look down at your chest where he was also looking then back at him. “so i’ve been told , now are you gonna let me in?”

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: he doesn’t even wait until you’re fully settled for his perversions to start ﹚ .ᐟ

a barely shows you to your room before retreating back to his room , closing and locking his door. pulling his pants down , jerking off with the thought of your boobs on his mind , the thought of cumming all over them had him cumming quickly into his hand , the first time he’d ever came so much. ��hey.” his post nut clarity hitting him as you knocked on the door , he couldn’t believe he did that , but that doesn’t stop him from doing again and again.

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: finds a pair of your underwear mixed into his clothes during wash day ﹚ .ᐟ

and instead of sitting them in your room , he takes them into his room , holding them to his nose as he gets off to sight of your body from when he got a glimpse of it when you left it slightly open when you were showing and he walked by. he still remembers how he stood in the door , jerking off to sight of your body , the soap dripping down the crevices of your bust. he came so much he made a mess on the door he had to clean it up without moving the door.

“sh-shit.”

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: eventually gets caught by you ﹚ .ᐟ

it’s not like you didn’t know though , you knew since the week you came , his innocent and shy face didn’t hide the pervert inside. there’s only so many pair of panties that go missing before you start to think you’re going crazy. “not to mention , that day you watched me in the shower , you left a mess on the door.” he’s embarrassed but he’s still stroking his cock. “if you wanted to fuck me you could’ve just asked , instead of stealing my panties , and you could’ve gave them back.”

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: spends the rest of that night allowing you fuck him dumb ﹚ .ᐟ

he can’t even count how many times he’s cum , all he could think about is you riding his cock , milking him for all his cum , his dirtiest fantasies coming to life that night. cumming all over your face , letting his milky thick cum spill down your chin , down to your titties , which makes him harder , it literally takes him like three hours before you had to tap out and even then he was still hard , and had to jerk off and even then he didn’t hide it , he laid right next to your naked cum covered body , stroking his cock.

“fu-fuck fuck i can’t stop cumming , im still so hard.”

after you get into a relationship his perversions don’t stop, in fact they get worse…

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: doesn't stop stealing your panties ﹚ .ᐟ

in his nasty head he’s like “she’s my girlfriend now so she won’t mind” you often find your panties covered in his cum , and he just smiles bashfully at you.

“sorry baby , i just got carried away, they just smelled like you and you know how i get when it comes to you.”

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: is more touchy feely now that you’re all his ﹚ .ᐟ

having to move his hands off your ass constantly because he can’t stop touching it. “tonnie stop touching my ass please.” he doesn’t and you don’t even stop him after that, even when he stands behind you and rut against you like a horny dog.

“sh-shit let’s go back to the room.”

speaking of sex…

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: just gets nastier as your relationship progresses ﹚ .ᐟ

now that you’ve given him free reign of your body , he uses that to his advantage , bending you over any surfaces , pressing his hard cock against you. “fuck , you look so good right now.” I mean he’s hard all the time. “bend over baby , i just need to feel you.” pulling your pants down. “just the tip , fuck I promise.” but he never really means it , pushing fully into you , fucking you into the very surface he bent you over stuffing you full of his thick load.

“fuck that’s it just keep taking my cum…”

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: loves somophillia ﹚ .ᐟ

this mixed with the verbal consent that you’ve given him to use you whenever he wants just makes him crazy , whenever he wakes up in the middle of the night horny and doesn’t want to wake you , he’ll just roll on his side and slide right inside your waiting cunt , fucking your sleeping body , not even bothering to pull out after cumming , you wake up with his cock still inside you… hard and ready to fuck again.

“got hard last night and I need you.”

﹙ 𐙚 : perv!anton who: after sex needs to be as close as he can ﹚ .ᐟ

his head on your bare chest , his thumb on your nipple just toying with it as he came down from his high , both of you completely fucked out , unable to move. “fuck i love you so much.”

yeah he’s gross , but he’s your gross boy…

©️LUVYENI

[andikiramman]

your little girlfriend thinks i'm pretty

caitlyn x vi x maddie

word count: 5.7k

A/N: y'all i did it... but jsyk i started writing this before the finale so unfortunately this isn't the hate sex some of y'all were hoping for, but i mean if y'all really want it i wouldn't mind making it happen (◠‿◕)

MEN, MINORS, AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Ever since Vi became an Enforcer, she knew that there’d be those that wouldn’t want her there. Entitled Pilties that think she’s leeching off the head of the Kiramman household for whatever stupid reason they came up with. Honestly, she was okay with that. She spent her entire life being judged and discriminated against by Topsiders; at this point, she really couldn’t give less of a fuck.

However, even she had her limits.

Vi barged into Caitlyn’s office (being the only one in the entire precinct with enough audacity to do so), kicking the door shut and plopping down in one of the chairs in front of Cait’s desk. She was visibly fuming, her arms crossed tightly in front of her as her leg bounced with agitation. 

Even though she wasn't looking at her directly, Vi knew Cait was watching her, waiting for her to justify her behavior.

“Cupcake, I’ve had it up to here with your little girlfriend, okay?!” Vi sneered.

Caitlyn rolled her eyes at that, sighing and dropping her pen onto the desk.

“Vi, how many times do I have to tell you to stop calling her that? Maddie is not my girlfriend, you are!”

“Then can you please remind her so she can leave me the fuck alone?!”

Cait went silent for a moment as she took in Vi’s words.

“What do you mean by that? Has she been giving you problems?”

Vi scoffed. “Uh, yeah! I swear, ever since you broke things off with her, she keeps… staring at me!”

Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. “Staring…?”

“Yes, staring!” Vi repeated. “I swear, it’s like she has some sort of problem with me, or something!”

“And since when did you care if someone had a problem with you?” Cait frowned.

Vi prepared to say something, but she just sighed, rubbing her temple.

“Look, typically I really wouldn’t give a shit– I wouldn’t have even come to you if it were anyone else but, you know…”

Vi gave Caitlyn a genuine look, and she finally understood.

“Alright, I’ll… I’ll speak to Maddie myself, okay? I’ll see what’s going on.”

Vi nodded silently, standing up to leave. “Thanks, Cupcake.”

“Oh, and Vi?” Caitlyn called just before she left.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

Vi smiled, her shoulders visibly relaxing. “I love you too, Cupcake.”

Feeling a sense of relief, Vi opened the door, only for a body to come tumbling down from the other side.

Vi jumped back, her fists instinctively came up to shield her face, ready for a fight.

“What the- Maddie?!”

The junior officer brushed herself off, grabbing the beret that fell off her head and fixing it back on. “Oh, Vi… top o’ the morning…”

Cait silently observed in confusion, but at this point, Vi was enraged.

“Do you see what I mean?!” she shouted. “Why the fuck is she here?!”

Before Cait could offer an answer, Vi was picking up Maddie by her collar, the smaller woman’s feet dangling in the air as she yelped.

“What’s your fuckin’ problem with me, Nolen?” Vi questioned aggressively. “What is it about me that’s bothering you so damn much, huh?!”

Maddie spluttered, struggling to find an answer as she fought to find some sort of footing. 

“I don’t… I–”

At this point, Caitlyn was growing increasingly frustrated that she was being inhibited from completing her paperwork, so she decided to put an end to the shitshow immediately.

“That’s enough!”

Vi and Maddie both froze, turning their attention to the Sheriff.

“Vi, please put Junior Officer Nolen down, now.”

The redhead did just so, setting Maddie down gently (though she felt more inclined to just drop her).

“Maddie, close my door.”

Maddie gulped, wordlessly turning and closing the door to Caitlyn’s office.

“Now,” the sheriff sighed, clasping her hands together, “from what I understand, there seems to be some sort of dispute between the two of you.”

Maddie furrowed her eyebrows. “I don’t have any problem with–”

“Yeah fuckin’ right!” Vi interrupted with a scoff. “Ever since Cait dumped you you’ve been eyeing me like I got something that belongs to you!”

Maddie blinked a few times, her cheeks starting to redden in a blush.

“I… I have?”

Vi rolled her eyes. “Don’t give me that shit, Nolen. Every time I happen to glance your way, you’re staring right at me!”

Maddie averted her gaze as she began nervously playing with her fingers. “Oh…”

“Oh, so you’re not even gonna deny it?” Vi sneered, marching right up to Maddie and harshly grabbing her cheeks to turn her face back towards her. “What’s your fucking deal, Nolen?”

Maddie gasped, her blush spreading to the rest of her face. She gulped, seemingly steeling her resolve, before opening her mouth to speak.

“You’re pretty…”

A beat of silence.

“W-What…?”

Maddie took a deep breath in to cool herself down.

“I-I have to admit Vi… at first, I was kind of jealous of you. I guess at first, I really was glaring at you.”

Vi finally let go, taking a step back and raising her eyebrow. “But…?”

“But,” Maddie spoke again, fiddling with the edge of her shirt, “the more I watched you, the more I found myself becoming… attracted to you.”

Caitlyn was still eerily silent. She’d never imagined the scenario before her ever happening but she wasn’t going to complain about it, either. If she played her cards right…

“A-Attracted… to me?” Vi rasped out in shock. Her breathing became heavy, and she couldn’t tell whether it was from anger or anticipation.

Maddie nodded. “You… you’re very pretty, Vi. I never considered you to be my type but–” she turned to Caitlyn– “I see the appeal.”

Caitlyn said nothing as she looked between Maddie and Vi, letting her girlfriend attempt to handle this situation on her own.

After being paralyzed with shock, Vi finally let out a scoff, which turned into a chuckle. She stuck her hands in her pocket, slowly making her way over to Caitlyn’s chair.

“You hear that, Cupcake? Your little girlfriend thinks I’m pretty…”

Caitlyn side-eyed her, waiting for the redhead to continue.

“…So much so that she couldn’t keep her eyes off me for months. To top it all off, she even followed me to your office, for who knows why.”

Maddie gulped, keeping her eyes glued to the floor in front of her. She gasped when her chin was suddenly forced upwards, being met with Vi’s cloudy grey eyes.

“So now what, Nolen?” Vi muttered huskily. “You told us exactly how you feel, n’ you got us both right where you want us, so what now?”

Maddie’s breath quickened, her eyes dropping to Vi’s lips for a brief second before returning her gaze.

“I… I think this is something we could maybe talk about another time…?”

Before Vi could answer, Caitlyn stood, cutting the conversation short.

“You know what? Officer Nolen is right,” she announced. “Do keep in mind we are still on the clock.”

This time, Caitlyn allowed herself a slight smirk, turning her attention to Maddie.

“Maddie, why don’t you come pay us a visit tomorrow?” The taller woman offered. “I feel the relaxed environment would be more suitable for this sort of dilemma… how does that sound?”

Maddie, visibly stunned, stuttered for a moment, before finally finding a response.

“Uh… y-yeah, sure.”

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“O-Oh fuck… Vi…”

The redhead simply hummed in response, her mouth occupied on Maddie’s neck. She alternated between kissing, biting, and sucking, anything to elicit those cute little sounds she’s been making since Vi got her hands on her. Vi’s hands in question were roaming Maddie’s body, shamelessly groping her ass as she pulled her ever closer.

The warmth building up within Maddie’s body was starting to grow unbearable, despite the slightly revealing spaghetti strap dress she currently had on (she had to admit, though she’d have no problems with simply coming over to talk, she prayed that her visit would lead to something a bit more… physical).

“Sure you don’t wanna join in, Cupcake?” Vi asked Caitlyn from the crook of Maddie’s neck. “I'm sure our little guest would enjoy her visit more if we both showed her a bit of hospitality…”

Oh my god, yes please! Maddie begged in her mind.

Caitlyn was currently seated on a chair efficiently placed in front of the bed, which happened to offer a splendid view of the two women making out on the mattress before her. She took a sip from the cup of tea she poured herself, humming at the sweet taste of organic raspberry leaf.

“I’m quite alright at the moment,” she respectfully declined, “I believe the two of you should spend some time working out your differences first. Though, I may feel more inclined to join a bit later on.”

Vi only shrugged before bringing her attention back to Maddie. She grabbed the smaller woman’s neck, pulling her in for a nasty kiss full of tongue. She swirled the muscle around Maddie’s own for a few seconds before pulling away, a string of saliva stretching out between their lips. 

“Why don’t you take this off for me, sweetheart?” Vi muttered as she tugged at Maddie’s dress.

Maddie nodded, wordlessly tugging her dress off of her body and tossing it to another part of the room. She nervously bit her lip when she noticed Vi’s teasing stare.

“Lace?” she questioned. “Oh, you really came here hoping to get fucked, huh?”

Maddie shrugged. “Guess there isn’t a point in denying it anymore, is there?”

The younger woman grabbed Vi’s face, pulling her in for another kiss as they fell back on the mattress. Vi growled into Maddie’s mouth, rough hands coming up to harshly palm at her breasts. A whimper turned into a gasp as black lace was torn apart, dusty pink nipples hardening as they were exposed to the cool air.

“Vi!”

Vi hummed as she kissed a trail down Maddie’s chest, the tip of her nose following the trail her lips left.

“Sorry, ‘m getting a bit impatient.”

Maddie let out a curse as she felt the wet warmth of Vi’s tongue envelop a nipple, her back arching off the bed as her legs wrapped around Vi’s waist.

“Fuck, so am I… just fuck me already…”

Vi scoffed, and Caitlyn simply offered an amused huff.

“Don’t think you can boss me around just ‘cause you’re getting what you want,” the muscled woman grumbled, punctuating her warning with a bite to Maddie’s breast.

Maddie yelped, her body flinching from the pain. Still, that didn’t stop her audacious behavior.

“What I want is for you to stop fucking talking so much and just eat me out or something!”

At that, Vi pulled away, sitting back on her heels as she glared at the ginger in front of her. Maddie, realizing she was a bit out of line, shrunk in on herself, her face turning a deep shade of red.

“P-Please…?”

Vi squared her jaw, before shaking her head and sighing. “Y’know, I see why Cait likes you so much,” she mused as she tugged Maddie’s black panties down her legs. She had half a mind to shove them into Maddie’s mouth, but ultimately decided against it. Instead, she grabbed Maddie’s thighs to pull her closer before holding her by the back of her knees to keep her legs spread open.

“It’ll be fun to get you off that damned high horse of yours.”

That was all that was said before Vi finally dove into her, her tongue tasting all that Maddie had to offer. She groaned as her tongue delved into Maddie’s hole, relishing in the sweet essence that was her arousal. And fuck, was there so much of it, the anticipation building up over the last two days keeping the woman soaked. Vi ate Maddie out like she was her last meal, her strong hands keeping Maddie’s legs firmly tucked against her chest.

Maddie, on the other hand, was absolutely losing her mind. She’s dreamed of this. Touched herself to the thought of this. Nothing, absolutely none of it, could’ve actually prepared her for the real thing. Vi was inexplicably good at giving head. Every time Vi decided to slip her tongue into her pussy, her nose nudged her clit, sending a hot jolt down her spine that had her thrusting her hips into Vi’s mouth. And when Vi decided to finally give attention to her aching clit— holy shit, it was like Maddie’s third eye opened, the pleasure alone had her feeling on top of the world. She kept one hand tangled in Vi’s hair and the other bunched in her own, sweet cries of pure bliss escaping her slacked jaw and spit-covered lips.

“Oh my– o-oh my god, fuck… Vi!”

Vi only responded with a whine of her own; she was clearly enjoying herself down there, eating Maddie simply for her own pleasure and nothing else.

Cait quietly watched the scene before her, one leg crossed over the other as she began pouring herself another cup of tea and adding a spoonful of sugar. Her scrutinizing blue eyes traced the curves of the women’s bodies, especially zeroing in on where Vi’s mouth moved diligently against Maddie’s core. It was as though she had front row seats to her own private show, everything on such clear display for her viewing pleasure. She couldn’t tell whether the warmth sizzling inside of her was from the tea or the two women making a mess on her bedsheets, but what she did know is that she’d feel the need to join them very soon. She pried her eyes away from the main event for just a moment to examine Maddie’s face. Her fucked out expression, her scrunched eyebrows, her eyes that were squeezed shut, the staccato breaths that left her lips… Maddie was going to cum, and very soon.

“Vi… Vi, please I’m so close… I’m, I– oh, ohfuck!”

Maddie clawed at the bedsheets as her orgasm rushed through her, her entire body quivering with the white-hot rush of ecstasy. Vi didn’t stop, though. She didn’t even slow down her ministrations against Maddie’s cunt. She ignored the sporadic twitching of her hips, Maddie’s whines from overstimulation, and even her unsuccessful attempts at closing her legs against Vi’s strong hands.

Maddie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as both of her hands tangled themselves in Vi’s hair. Her back arched with each insistent swipe of Vi’s tongue.

“Oh my– Vi, shit… Vi, I already, mmph oh my fucking–”

Maddie went tumbling headfirst into another orgasm, this one knocking the wind out of her. Yet, Vi didn’t stop, nor did she show any signs of stopping. The stimulation was bordering on overbearing at this point, and Maddie turned her head to Caitlyn in hopes that she could talk Vi out from between her legs.

“Oh, I’m sorry dear,” Caitlyn apologized, despite the obvious lack of sympathy in her voice, “Vi’s enjoying herself so much that I don’t believe she plans on stopping anytime soon.”

And Caitlyn could not have been more right in that moment. One, two, three orgasms later, and Vi was still devouring Maddie from the inside out. At this point, Maddie was barely present, her entire body going slack on the bed. Her eyes couldn’t even focus, and all she could muster at this point were pitiful whimpers.

“No…” she whined weakly. “Vi…”

Caitlyn let out an amused hum, grabbing her teapot in hopes to pour another cup of tea, only to find that it was completely empty. She tsked in annoyance, finally standing from her seat.

“Vi, be nice.”

At the sound of Cait’s authoritative voice, Vi finally lifted herself up from between Maddie’s legs.

“Just look at the poor thing,” Cait mumbled, “I fear you may have broken her.”

Vi put Maddie’s legs down, and the ginger woman immediately took the chance to squeeze them shut, whimpering a small fuck as she did so.

“‘S not my fault,” Vi grunted, “she was getting arrogant.”

“Oh yeah?” Cait challenged as she began stripping down herself, until she was left in just a camisole and panties. Her pebbled nipples poked through the sheer fabric, and Vi couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight. Her eyes moved down, taking in the entirety of Cait’s lithe figure: her long legs, her gentle curves, and a face with looks that could kill.

Damn, how did she manage to get so lucky?

It was seductive, the way Caitlyn’s hips rocked as she stalked over to Vi. She cradled her girlfriend’s cheek before going in for a kiss, sweet yet deep and full of passion. Once they pulled away, Cait bit her lip, looking Vi’s up and down.

“Go get the strap, love,” she commanded softly.

At that request, Vi’s cheeks reddened in a blush. “You’re gonna let me…?”

Cair raised an eyebrow at Vi’s implication. “I believe you’re mistaken, dear. I plan on folding you up just like you had our friend here,” she clarified with a motion towards Maddie, who was laying with an arm slung over her eyes.

“Now hurry up and go get it,” Cait reiterated. “I’m feeling a bit… energized. In the meantime, I’ll make sure she’s comfortable.”

Vi nodded rapidly as she stuttered out an affirmative. She was quick to scurry off the bed, going into their large walk-in closet in search of the toy and harness.

In the meantime, Cait made her way over to Maddie, signaling her presence with a soft brush of her hand.

“You okay, honey?” she hummed.

Maddie groaned, her arm falling away from her face.

“Vi is fucking insane…”

Caitlyn chuckled. “Vi’s a munch,” she corrected. “You were doomed from the second you told her to eat you out. Go on and get comfortable on the pillows, you can rejoin when you’re ready.”

With a grunt, Maddie moved herself up to settle on the mountain of pillows. Today was going to be a long day…

Vi came back just seconds later, the jet black toy in one hand, a harness and bottle of lube in the other.

“Good girl,” Caitlyn praised, taking the items from Vi and pressing a chaste kiss to her forehead. “I want you on your back.”

“Yes ma’am,” Vi replied, finding her place on the bed and resting back on her elbows. She could feel Maddie’s eyes on her, probably admiring her physique. She ignored her, instead focusing on Cait tightening the harness on her hips and strapping up.

When Cait finally turned her attention to her, Vi’s throat immediately went dry. The sight of the strap-on sitting perfectly on her hips had her body firing up from the inside out. Cait mounted the bed, crawling towards Vi until she was in between her spread legs.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” Caitlyn muttered sensually, “all ready for me…”

Vi swallowed the lump in her throat, but all that came out was a strained whimper. Cait grabbed Vi’s calves and placed them on her shoulders, leaning in closer until their bodies were flush against each other. Vi let out a gasp as she felt the tip of the dildo run through her folds, and Cait hummed in response.

“Fuck, you’re so wet, Vi… Maddie’s got you all riled up, doesn’t she?”

Vi’s ears blushed a deep shade of red, and she turned away from Cait’s lingering stare. Cait bit her lip at Vi’s sudden shyness, deciding to tease her by grinding her hips forward. Vi squeezed her eyes shut, her mouth falling open at the toy catching against her clit.

“Fuck… Cait, please…”

Caitlyn smirked. “Fine, but only because you asked so nicely.”

Cait pushed her hips forward again, and this time the dildo went inside, stretching Vi out with each inch that gradually slipped into her.

“H-Holy shit, Cupcake,” Vi whimpered once it was all the way in. The position Cait had her in had the dildo reaching so fucking deep, it was like she could feel it in her stomach.

Caitlyn slowly pulled back a few inches, before snapping her hips forward again. Vi cried out in response, rough hands coming up to grab Cait’s shoulders.

“Please! Holy fuck, Cait, I need you to fuck me please!” she whined in desperation.

Caitlyn chuckled. “Gods, I love when you beg for me, Vi…”

Cait decided to give Vi exactly what she wanted, setting a brutal pace with the strap and being sure to bury herself to the hilt each time. She knew she was fucking Vi good, too, the redhead’s eyes glazing over as sweet whimpers and gasps escaped her lips. Fuck, what Cait would give to be able to feel Vi’s pussy in this moment. She’d stay here forever, just buried in Vi’s warmth.

“Fuck, you’re taking me so damn good, Vi,” Cait growled huskily as she roughly grabbed Vi’s face. Vi’s eyes finally focused (barely), and she keened at the sight of Cait above her.

“Mmh, shit, Cait you’re– oh fuck– you’re in my stomach,” Vi slurred in between loud moans.

“Is that right?” Cait teased. “This pussy can get so fuckin’ deep, huh?”

Vi nodded rapidly. “Mmh, yeah…”

Meanwhile, Maddie watched the scene before her like a hawk. Vi and Caitlyn… it was so rough, yet so intimate. She never thought Vi would be the type to beg, nor be the one to let someone pin her down and strap her the way she was, but since it was Caitlyn, she guessed that anything was possible. She had to admit, even though she wasn’t currently included, the two of them fucking like this was so hot. She swallowed, bringing a hand down to rub light circles against her clit. Her hips twitched; she was still a bit sensitive, but growing more aroused the longer she observed the couple in front of her. She used her other hand to pinch a nipple, rolling the rosy bud between her fingers at the same time. She let out a soft whine, the light pleasure she was giving herself had her rolling her hips against her hand. Shit, I wanna get fucked like that…

“Open your fucking mouth,” Caitlyn growled, and Vi did just so, allowing the taller woman to spit onto her tongue. Vi swallowed, opening her mouth again to show off her obedience.

“Good girl,” Cait muttered, leaning down to rest her forehead against Vi’s as she fucked her harder and faster.

“Ooh– oh Cait, Cait, Cait, fuck!”

Caitlyn groaned, her warm breath fanning Vi’s lips, not daring to stop her brutal pace for even for a second. 

“A-Ah, Caaaait, Cait, I’m so close, I’m gonna cum, fuck!” Vi screamed. Just seconds later, she was cumming, her strong legs locking Caitlyn in place as the rest of her body shivered violently with her release. After a few moments, Cait finally slowed down, leaning back and letting Vi’s legs drop to the bed below her.

“Fuck, you did such a good job,” Cait praised, pulling out of Vi to reveal the slicked up toy, drenched in Vi’s arousal. “You took me so well.”

Vi sniffled as she came down from her high. “T-Thank you…”

Caitlyn smiled down at her, so genuine and loving, before turning her attention to Maddie.

“You. Come here.”

Maddie, taken aback at the sudden shift, was stuck in place for a moment. The way Caitlyn watched her, one hand on her breast, the other in between her legs, she suddenly felt so… exposed.

“I don’t have all day, you know.”

At that, Maddie scrambled forward, until she was face to face with the Sheriff herself. Caitlyn grabbed her, kissing her in a similar fashion to the way Vi did earlier. It was nasty, sloppy, and full of tongue. To top it all off, Caitlyn started sucking on Maddie’s tongue, making the younger woman shiver with arousal. Before she could get too comfortable, however, Caitlyn pulled away. This time, she grabbed her roughly, positioning Maddie on her hands and knees right on top of Vi. Maddie gasped, now right in between the two, her heart was pounding at a mile a minute. She felt hands on her waist, which caused her to jump a little, before hearing snickering coming from below her.

“What’s wrong? You’re so jittery all of a sudden,” Vi teased. “Isn’t this what you wanted, Mads? Both of us…?”

Maddie gulped, letting Vi wrap her hand around her neck and pull her down for a kiss. It was slow, sensual, missing all the roughness from earlier. She could feel Caitlyn touching her, her slender fingers dipping in between her legs and inside of her. Maddie moaned against Vi’s lips, rocking her hips in tandem with Cait’s fingers. Vi’s free hand was aimlessly roaming her body, feeling the goosebumps along her back, the dip of her waist, and the swell of her ass. She could easily get lost in this letting the two women touch and play with her body however they pleased.

Then, she felt Caitlyn’s fingers leave her, only to be replaced by something much thicker. She gasped, turning around to look at Cait.

“Caitlyn…”

“I know how you are, Maddie,” Cait warned. “Don’t bother trying to run.”

With that, Caitlyn slowly pushed in, stretching Maddie out on the toy. Though it was well lubricated with Vi’s own release, it was still a tight fit.

“Oh my god!” Maddie cried. “Caitlyn, that’s too big!”

She tried lifting her hips forward to alleviate the pressure, but Vi was quick to stop her, using her strength to keep her in place.

“Didn’t she just say not to run?” Vi muttered. “Gonna disobey the sheriff?”

Before Maddie could muster a reply, Caitlyn was pushing forward again, gripping Maddie’s hips tightly to make sure she didn’t try moving. Maddie’s jaw dropped, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she was stretched to the limit. Her head was spinning; the toy was hitting every spot inside of her. When Cait finally bottomed out, Maddie felt a shiver run up her spine, tears welling in the corners of her eyes from the stretch.

“Aw, don’t cry,” Vi taunted. “You’re taking it so well, Mads.”

Maddie whined, sharp nails digging into Vi’s broad shoulders as Caitlyn started a slow pace, sheathing herself completely with each deep thrust. Maddie couldn’t help but try to pull away each time the tip kissed her cervix, but Caitlyn made sure to keep her in place so she wouldn’t go too far.

“Fuck,” Caitlyn groaned from behind her. She could see everything from her angle: Maddie’s walls fluttering around her cock as she tried to accommodate the size, strings of Maddie’s arousal stretching out between her pussy and Cait’s hips each time she pulled out, Vi tangling a hand in Maddie’s hair as the pair in front of her sloppily made out, one of Maddie’s own hands slipping between Vi’s legs to play with her clit; the straps of the harness rubbing oh so well against her clit wasn’t making her situation any better. Shit, if she didn’t make Maddie cum before she did, she wouldn’t be able to fuck her the way she’d liked.

Caitlyn quickened her pace, fucking Maddie with short and deep thrusts that had the sound of skin slapping together echoing throughout the room. Her nails dug into Maddie’s waist, pulling the woman’s hips back to meet her with each push forward.

Maddie pulled away from Vi’s lips to look back at Cait.

“Fuck… Caitlyn you’re so deep…”

“Takin’ her like a fuckin’ champ,” Vi replied before Cait could, grabbing Maddie’s hair and pulling her back to her lips.

Caitlyn huffed, breaking her gaze away from the two women to focus on the strap fucking into Maddie. She was dripping onto the sheets at this point, and the dildo had a white ring around it.

“Damn it,” she grunted under her breath. She slowed her pace down, giving herself a chance to come down before she reached her peak too soon. 

Maddie whined against Vi’s lips, pushing her hips back as a wordless plea for more. Cait smacked her ass in reply, causing the ginger to yelp.

“You really are an impatient one, aren’t you?” Cait grumbled. “If you want to finish this prematurely, just say the word. I can grant you that request.”

Vi chuckled, pulling Maddie away from their kiss.

“Aw, you’re being so hard on her, Cupcake.” Vi grinned as she took in Maddie’s expression, heavy with unabashed desire, lips wet and bruised from their harsh kissing. “You’re fucking her so good, and she just wants more, isn’t that right, Mads?”

Maddie nodded, a strained sigh escaping her lips.

“Mmh, I can give you that… say aah…”

Vi slipped two fingers deep into Maddie’s mouth, biting her lip when she gagged on them. Vi didn’t leave them in there for long, pulling her fingers out and smirking when a string of saliva stretched out from her lips. Then, she slipped her hand down Maddie’s back and right in between her ass cheeks, using one of her fingers to circle the place Maddie’s never been touched before. Maddie gasped into the crook of Vi’s neck, whimpering as the redhead’s finger continued rimming her ass.

“Yeah, you like that, huh?” Vi smirked. “Wonder if you’d even let me put it inside…?”

It was only a taunt, a teasing suggestion, but the way Maddie reacted to the possibility of having a finger in her ass turned it into a reality.

“Please,” she begged. “P-Put it in, Vi, please!”

Vi scoffed. “You’re something else, you know that, Nolen?”

Cait leaned forward just a bit, letting a dribble of spit fall right onto Maddie’s pucker. Vi teasingly pressed her middle finger against her, until Maddie pushed her hips back once more, showing that she really did want this.

Vi didn’t make her wait any longer, slowly pushing her middle finger into Maddie’s ass, right down to the knuckle. Maddie keened, her nails digging into Vi’s shoulders. At the same time, Cait gradually picked up her pace, fucking her pussy while Vi fingerfucked her ass.

Fuck, Maddie was on Cloud 9 right now. She couldn’t even think straight, the dual stimulation making her absolutely melt from pleasure. She was letting out incoherent babbles into Vi’s shoulder, completely unable to form full sentences. Suddenly, she felt a harsh hand tangle in her hair, and she was being pulled upwards. She had to hold herself up with her own hands, whimpering at the stinging sensation on her scalp. It was Cait’s hand, using her grip on Maddie’s hair to fuck her harder, deeper.

“I can’t believe one of my own subordinates turned out to be such a slut,” she huffed. “Letting Vi stick her finger in your ass? Needing both of us to satisfy you? You’re just insatiable, aren’t you?”

Maddie couldn’t even reply, each thrust of Cait’s dick and Vi’s finger knocking the wind out of her.

“Just look at her, Cupcake, she’s fucking addicted,” Vi added, “won’t be surprised if she starts following us around like some lost puppy.”

Maddie should’ve felt insulted, she really should’ve… but the couple was right. Her tryst with Caitlyn was quite enjoyable while it lasted, but having both of them… ‘fucking amazing’ couldn’t even begin to describe it.

Vi’s free hand snaked between Maddie’s legs to play with her clit, and it was over for her.

“Haa… I-I’m gonna cum!”

Maddie’s orgasm was powerful, so much so that she ended up squirting and soaking the bed sheets (and Vi) with her release. She trembled violently, wave after wave of aftershocks had her body pulsating. Caitlyn let go of her hair, and Maddie slumped against Vi’s chest, eyes squeezed shut as she attempted to catch her breath. Vi slipped her finger out, using both hands to massage Maddie’s waist.

Caitlyn, however, was not finished. After staving off her own orgasm for so long, she was right at the edge of release. She leaned over Maddie, grinding against her ass despite her weak whines of protest.

“Just take it Mads,” Vi shushed, “Let her cum first, she’s almost there.”

Maddie started to sob from overstimulation, one of her hands reaching back to grasp onto Caitlyn’s leg. Cait ignored her, squeezing her eyes shut as she only focused on getting herself over the edge. Her hips stuttered the closer she got, and she lost her rhythm, but soon she was groaning with bliss, her orgasm washing over her. She fucked herself through her orgasm until she physically couldn’t take it anymore, and she pulled the dildo out of Maddie with a slick ‘pop!’

Maddie slumped forward, dropping her hips to rest her entire weight on Vi. Caitlyn, on the other hand, slumped onto the mattress, silently catching her breath. 

“Well, that was fun…” Vi finally spoke after a while.

Caitlyn hummed, her lips forming into a tired smile. “Certainly…”

“What about you, Mads?” Vi asked the woman on her chest, only to be met with silence.

“Maddie…?”

Nothing but soft snores left Maddie’s lips, and Vi let out a soft chuckle. 

“Well, what do you know, we fucked her right to sleep.”

Caitlyn lifted herself up onto her elbow, resting her head in her hand. “I’m glad she enjoyed herself.”

Very gently, Vi turned to lay Maddie on the bed, before standing up. She put a hand out to Cat, who took it to stand as well. She helped Caitlyn take off the strap-on, even though she could very well remove it on her own.

“Let’s get cleaned up.”

As their legs were still feeling the effects of their long fuck session, even the short walk to the bathroom had the couple walking funny.

“To be honest, I’m glad we did this,” Vi said as she turned on the warm water. “But y’know… really is a shame I didn’t get to eat you out myself…”

Cait was silent for a moment, her heart beating loudly in her chest at the flagrant suggestion. With a sigh, she poked her head out of the bathroom door, noting that Maddie was still fast asleep, before shutting the two of them in.

“Make sure you don’t wake her up,” Cait muttered, as Vi was already descending to her knees.

“Well, that’s all up to you, now isn’t it?”

okay so what did y'all think...? was it bonita?

[slut4megantheestallion]

Nicholas chavez and moring sex

† NSFW﹒MDNI﹒18+ | Morning sex

(Warning ⚠️ smut, fluff, soft sex, P in V, pet names, blowjobs.)

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Sex was the only thing that was on your mind as you admired your sleepy boyfriend. early in the morning, the sun shining through the blinds as you lay there admiring his soft and relaxed face, but you had something on your mind, you haven't had sex with Nicholas in a long time since he was to busy since he's been booked and working on that show 'Grotesquerie'.

You loved seeing him in shows and movies and watching him on the TV, but you can't help but feel horny and crave for his touch when he's not there. Being far away was very hard since he couldn't hug you or kiss you, but you wanted to make that up for him.

His morning wood poking through the covers as he groaned softly in his sleep. You got under the covers staring at his bulge, taking off his boxers. You kissed his tip and heard him make a soft moan. You started sucking his cock as you softly slurp up the pre-cum leaking though his tip as moaned at how good he tasted, slurping up the sticky substance as he groans sensually as he lazily looked down at you under the covers sucking him off, he was so comfortable in bed, and the way you have his cock I'm your mouth, he didn't want you stop. You unwrapped the covers off of you as you smiled cheekily to your now awoken boyfriend. "Good morning, baby." You softly said as you kissed him softly as you lower back down and continue finishing him off. "Baby, what are you doing down there?" He says lazily as he groans, as you continue sucking his cock as he lightly holds onto you head reaching for you to go lowers.

"Fuck, your doing so good for me, babe." Nicholas says as he moans, at how skilled you are, as he almost feel his high reaching his point, "Baby I'm gonna cum.~" Nicholas lightly moans as you sucked him off at a slow pace teasing him, as you looked up at him. "Whats the magic word, baby?" You asked. "Please let me cum." Nicholas pleads, you did what he asks as you slurp up the wetness of his tip, as he cums in your mouth, as he groans as he cums, laying back down running through his Hair as you crawl next to him kissing him even more on his face as he kissed you back. "God, I miss this, coming home to you." Nicholas breathes through the kisses, "what are gonna do to show me how much you miss this?" You said teasingly as you continue kissing him on the lips. Nicholas took off his shirt as he flipped you as he's now on top of you. "Now it's my turn, sweetheart~" Nicholas trails his kisses onto your stomach lower and lower to your wet clothed pussy.

Nicholas slides your panties down as you lay there, he slides down his boxers, as you see his throbbing cock, Nicholas slowly inserts himself into you as you moan at the pleasure of him thrusting into you, "Fuck, Nicholas!!" You loudly yell in pleasure as he thrusts into you. "I love this pussy, babe" Nicholas praises as his thrust got more faster. "Oh my God!, nick. I'm gonna cum~" You gasped as you felt his pump got more sloppy and slower as he pumped in to you, "Cum, cum on my cock~" Nicholas lightly says to you praisngly as he kisses you, and you kissed back. "Ah~" you moan lightly as you cum panting out of breath as Nicholas pulls out of you, as you both lay In bed together cuddling.

"I love you," you said as you looked up at him with love in your eyes as he looked back at you, rubbing your back soothingly. "Love you too, sweetheart," Nicholas says back to you. You got up out of bed. "I'm gonna shower. Do you want any breakfast?" You ask your boyfriend "yeah sure baby." "Before that, up for round 2 in the shower?" You ask, biting your lip as you looked at him tempted for his response. Nicholas got up quickly as you giggled happily as he carried you to the bathroom, making more love to you.

[mekakitsune]

mean!jinx x fem!reader - nsfw - minors dni

request from anon: "Hi love, I would like to request Jinx x Reader. The reader is Jinx's girlfriend and they are at the bar and a guy approaches the reader asking if the reader would like to go out with him and Jinx obviously doesn't like it, can this end with her fucking the reader to show everyone that the reader is hers? Please 😮‍💨"

dates in public really werent jinx's thing, or yours for that matter. she would always say something along the lines of "why go out when we have everything we need here?" by here, she meant her "workshop"– where it was cluttered with mechanical parts and the smell of gunpowder hung heavy in the air constantly. it was more than enough, but sometimes, even you needed a break. had you not been so convincing, jinx would have not let you drag her out to the last drop. she didn't like drinking, nor did she like the usuals at the bar. they were loud, arrogant, and just plain gross.

she sat at the end of the bar, some fruity juice concoction in her cup as she swirled her straw around the glass looking less than interested in what was happening around her.

"i want another drink, ill be right back, kay?" you lean into her, and she nods, watching you hop off the stool and stroll (rather stumble) to the other end of the bar where the bartender stood. she watched as you smiled sweetly at the man, leaning against the bar as you recite your order. he nods and moves to make your drink, leaving you to stand waiting. without notice, a man slinks in beside you, with an unsettling smirk on his lips.

"put the lovely ladies drink on my tab, would ya?" he gruffed at the bartender, sending you a wink as he spoke. you smile politely, shaking your head as you speak up– "hey... im alright but thank yo-"

"nonsense, let me treat a pretty lady to a drink, yeah?" he cut you off. he reeked of booze, and was ultimately too close for comfort.

"okay...its a just a drink, but im a-" he cuts you off again.

"see, knew you'd want it. so hows about we getchu that drink and then ditch this place?" he smirks again, placing a hand on your shoulder, one eye brow cocked like he was waiting for you to agree. before you could utter a word, an arm wraps around your waist, and the mans hand drops from your shoulder immediately.

"sorry to interrupt whatever youre trying to do here, but shes taken."

jinxs sneers at the man, looking like she was ready to pounce any second. the man, stupidly, didnt budge– obviously not seeing your girlfriend as much of a threat. her fingers gripped your hip, hard.

"ohh so its like that? y'know, ive always wanted to see some girl on girl action in real time." the man stands, arrogant and overly confident. the smirk on his lips made your stomach twist. without thinking, per her style, jinx lunges at the man, slamming her fist into his nose.

your eyes go wide as the man stumbles back, hand gripping his now bloody nose. "you little bitch..."

the man moves quickly towards her, but a familiar metallic hand finds his shoulder first.

"you two. out. now."

it was sevika, of course she had been there. she had been watching the two of you since you walked in, knowing trouble was bound to come with you guys around, it seemed like it always did.

"i'll fuckin kill you..." the man spat, trying to remove himself from sevikas grip. she looked at you sternly, and you got the message from the expression on her face.

"pssh, you wish." jinx muttered mockingly, clearly not wanting to leave without finishing what she started, or rather, without killing this guy first. you grab her wrist and speak– "lets just go jinx, cmon.." you pull her towards you, and she follows as you drag her towards the door. shouts from the man can be heard from behind you, and jinx stops in her tracks to flip him off. you bite back a laugh as you tug her along into the cool air outside of the bar.

"what a creep..." she spoke low, eyes ahead of her as she walked, avoiding your gaze completely.

"im sorr–" suddenly she whips around to face you, brows furrowed. "i mean seriously? that perv was all over you, and you were gonna let him buy you a drink!? are you stupid?" she cuts you off to rant, making you shut your mouth.

"he could have done something bad, and you were just gonna let him? the hells wrong with you?" she continued, hands moving dramatically.

"i was just gonna empty his pockets when he wasnt looking, jinx... aren't you the one that always says "if you see an opening, take it?"– you quote her. "its clear he had money..."

this seems to make her head rush, anger and possessiveness rushing through her. before you can process it, shes grabbing your arm and dragging you into the alley on your right. with shocking force, she presses you against the wall, her face dangerously close to yours as her eyes bore into yours.

"that doesn't mean go around and act like some sort of slut." she squints, cocking her head to the side.

"are you kidding? fuck you, jinx. i-" she doesnt let you finish as she smashing her lips into yours, hard enough to bruise, surely. you gasp at her suddenness, and her hands find your hips again, pinning you to the wall behind you.

her tongue wins the easy battle for dominance, completely consuming you as if the two of you werent stood in an alley. the only light was a dingy street lamp, casting a warm glow onto the two of you. the kiss was hot, messy as she took control of every movement, hips pressing into yours. she pulls back from the kiss, chest heaving as her hands find your belt.

"what are you doing?" you pant, watching her as her skilled hands mess with your waistband.

"whats it look like, dollface." her tone is low, and you can tell shes serious about taking you right here in the alley.

"cmon...not here...people could see us." you shift your hips as much as you can, but theres little to no room between you and the wall, so your attempt are deemed useless. ignoring you, her fingers pop the button on your pants, and find their way into your underwear.

her lips are on you again, flush with your neck as she sucks marks into the skin.

"let em'. dont care." her words are muffled against your neck. you gasp quietly as her fingers find your slick folds, a low chuckle coming from her.

"see? slut. all worked up, and from what, hm? some creep sweet talkin you?" she rambles, her words making your skin flush. her fingers circle your clit, making you buck into her as she holds you steady with her other hand. the cool metal of her finger bleeds through the layer of fabric riding up your hips. soon enough, shes moving her fingers and sliding them into your cunt, making you whimper. you feel her smirk against your neck, lips leaving a trail of searing marks with the intention of claiming whats hers.

"or is it that you like the thought of being caught, hm?" her fingers pushed a relentless pace, making your knees shake. "y'like me fuckin you in public baby?" her words are making your head spin, along with her fingers inside of you. her breathing picks up again when she hears you whine, cunt tightening around her fingers.

"m'close, please..." you muttered helplessly, surely dripping down her wrist at this point. she presses a kiss to your lips as she pulls her hand away. you watch in awe, chest moving rapidly as her fingers come to her mouth, sucking them clean.

"what the fuck?" you pant, fingers wrapping around her wrist. she simply smiles, before slipping out of your grasp.

"s'one thing to act like you enjoy being flirted with, but im not about to make you cum where anyone could see." she shrugs, her grin sinister as she turns on her heel.

in disbelief, your shaky hands move to fix your pants and belt. she had it coming once you stepped back into the confines of her workshop, that was one thing for certain.

thank u for the yummy rq i hope u enjoy :3

[h0ney-mochi]

Admit it, it's jealousy. (Scaramouche x reader)

# sub!Scaramouche, sub!scara, dom!reader, top!reader, readers gender not specified, can be read as gn!reader, reader gets called mommy though, begging, praise kink, scara gets called puppy a few times

Summary: Scaramouche gets jealous and he doesn't want to admit it. So you make him admit it.

A/n: I'm posting this on Tumblr because not all Tumblr people have seen my ao3, probably! :) It's pretty crazy to think about it... I wrote this in 2022... woah. It had its 2 year anniversary a few days ago. ...I still haven't finished the 2nd part since it's deletion from my old phone. All I have is a snippet.. sigh

You knew it. He was obviously jealous. You were previously speaking with some of your guy friends, having a fun time, because one of them apparently just chowed down on some soap that looked like a food. Scaramouche on the other hand was hanging with some other random people, but you caught his eye. He watched as you were speaking with a smile, all of you laughing, the way your friends smiled at you back. It made him feel weird, he didn't know what it was. But he did not like that feeling.

Now you two were back home. You went to make yourself a simple drink in the kitchen, while Scara slowly followed you. He sat down on a chair by the kitchen island and watched you do your thing. "Do you want some tea as well?" You turned to look at him for a moment. He replied with a simple no, so you continued. You filled the object with water and put it to boil. Scara's mind wandered back to your friends, which made him feel that weird feeling again. You noticed him zoning out. You sat down in front of him and began speaking.

"Are you alright? You seem down," you asked with a small smile. He immediately looked at you. He stared for a moment before replying. "I'm fine, just because I look like something doesn't mean I'm that," he rolled his eyes. You raised an eyebrow, "what's wrong?" "Like you don't know," he snarled. You were confused. "What do you mean?" You asked, trying to think of what has happened today. Scara turned his head back at you, staring right at you, "The way they laughed with you? The way they were smiling at you? Looked like they felt accomplished when they made you laugh." You blinked. Did he mean your friends..?

Wait. You furrowed your brows, "What- you've got that wrong, they're my friends. We've always been like that. One of them told me how he ate soap unknowingly, that was funny!" He just nodded his head, "really?" "Yeah, you know that I'm friendly with everyone!" You spoke, tapping the table. He just looked away, not replying. It was silent, except for the water boiling. Then it hit you. He was jealous.

A smirk slowly went on your face. "Are you.. are you jealous, Scara?" You asked. Surely not. He looked at you. So that was that feeling..? He shook his head and looked away again. "No, I'm fucking not." He replied. You blinked at him. "Oh my god, you're jealous??" You couldn't stop your smirk as you watched him avoid your eyes. "I just said that I'm not, are you deaf?" He grunted, looking the other way. You felt amazing for some reason. You got up from your chair and walked to the other side of the island, where Scara sat. He noticed that and turned his chair towards you. You pointed at him, "that, my man, is called jealousy." He glared at you, "I'm not fucking jealous, idiot!" You glared back, "then why are you mad?" "Because they were laughing with you! Did you see the way they looked at you? They definitely had something in mind!" He shot back at you. Silence again. You stared at him, lidded eyes. He stared back.

"That's jealousy." You mumbled. He wanted to say something back, but didn't. "It's not," he denied, starting to spin back to the kitchen island, but you stopped him. He glared at you again, "what do you want." "You're jealous," you repeated, holding the chair. Scara turned his head away, making an ugh noise. You took his jaw and turned him back to you. He went to take your hand away, but your hand that was preventing him from turning away shot to his wrist, stopping it. You watched his eyes widen.

Now he felt different.

"You're jealous," you whispered, staring into his eyes, "admit it." He was silent. He wanted to move his hand, but you tightened your grip on his wrist. His eyes drifted to the side, away from you. "Look at me, Scara," you immediately said. He looked to the other side. "Scara." You held his jaw a bit tighter, "look at me." You watched his eyes slowly look at you. His expression had softened. There was a moment of silence.

"Good boy," you whispered. That line went straight down his pants. You watched his eyes widen slightly. "Admit it. You're jealous." You spoke again, your grip on his jaw loosening, "It's normal, but you should tell me." His eyes drifted away again as he swallowed and you reacted. "Scaramouche, fucking look at me." You said and he immediately looked back. He felt tingly, he started feeling.. hot. "Speak." You simply said. He blinked, eyes looking away, "Ugh, fine, I-" "Look at me." You interrupted him. Scara felt his dick twitch. He looked at you again, a small blush on his face. "I was jealous-" He whispered. "Scara." "I'm jealous-" he said a bit louder. Silence again. You watched his eyes go away again. You sighed and watched as he looked back at you in a moment. You went closer to his face, going to his ear. "Good boy," you whispered, pressing a kiss to his neck. You took your hands away from him and went to pour water in your cup.

Scara just sat there, his mind repeating your words. He felt his dick twitch again as he breathed out through his nose. You just poured your water, put it away and watched the teabag float up to the top, the usual. You messed with your spoon and then put it down. You turned to Scaramouche. "Are you sure you don't want tea? Maybe you've changed your mind?" You asked. He stared at the ground. How did you change your attitude in a span of a few seconds? "Scara?" You asked again. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out, so he just shook his head. You stared at him. Then it dawned on you.

You quickly went back to him, standing in front of him. He looked at you right away, scared that you'll tell him to speak again. "Oh God, I'm sorry, did I hold your wrist too tight?? Did I say something wrong?? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" you quickly started rambling. Scara stared at you in confusion. "What? No, no, you didn't hurt me- Where the fuck did you get that?" He furrowed his brows. "I don't know, you went quiet??" You shrugged, staring at him. Then he realized that you don't know the effect that your actions had on him. You two stared at each other. You looked away for a moment, then you started to walk back to your tea, but Scara caught your wrist and pulled you back. "Did I do someth-" "Am I really..?" He interrupted you. You looked at him. He was staring somewhere else. "What do you mean?" You asked, standing in front of him again. He took his hand away from your wrist. "What you said previously. Am I really.. you know-" he glanced at you before looking away again. You thought to yourself. Wait.. oh.

Your smirk was back. "Say it." You spoke and watched as Scara bit his lip for a second, turning his head away. "Am I really.. ugh." He felt his cheeks flush. "Come on, I know you can say it," you leaned closer to him. He was getting more anxious. "Am I really a- fuck. Am I really a good boy?" He quickly said, feeling the embarrassment wash over. You laughed a little, your hand going to his jaw. You turned his head towards you, his eyes still not meeting yours. "Look at me, Scara," you simply said, just like before. His eyes meet yours. "Yes," you started, your other hand going to his chest, fingers slowly sliding down, "you are a good boy." You could feel his heartbeat quicken. Nervous eyes staring into yours. "You want me to say it again?" Your fingers stopped at his stomach. He felt his dick twitch again. He blinked at you, glancing away from time to time, but not fully looking away. "Scara, tell me," you asked again. "Please," he whispered, eyes fixating on the ground.

"You'll have to try better than that," your fingers went back to his chest and you watched him look back at you. "No, please-" he repeated a bit louder. You smiled and he glanced away again. "There's no need to be ashamed, it's just us here, you know," you said, tilting your head to the side. Scara rolled his eyes, "Shut up." You pulled him a bit towards you by his jaw, causing him to look at you with a gasp. Your smile was gone. "I thought you wanted to be called a good boy, no?" You blinked at him. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out, again. He just stared. "So you don't want me to call you that? You could have just said that earlier, you know," you looked away, looking bored. "No, please, please-" he started, but you cut him off with a stare. "What? Please what? Tell me." You put your attention on him again. He gulped, forcing himself to stare back at you, "please call me that, please-" "Call you what?" "Please call me a good boy, please, fuck-" He was getting desperate, you could tell. And you wanted to drag him further. "Not with that language," you lidded your eyes again. He exhaled, staring into your eyes intensively. "Please, please call me a good boy, for f- ugh, please," Scara started rambling in embarrassment, "mommy, just call me a good boy, please-"

"What was that?"

It went silent. He watched you slowly smirk as he realized what he said. "I-" he started, but nothing else came out. Fuck. "You want mommy to call you a good boy?" You whispered. He was desperate, nodding immediately, but you held his jaw. "Use your words, Scara." You pointed out. He wanted to curse himself for being so desperate for you. "Yes, please call me a good boy, please, m- ah, mommy-" he quickly spoke, eyes digging into yours. It went silent. His eyebrows were furrowed, face flushed — desperate. You slowly blinked at him. Then you went closer to his ear and spoke to him in a whisper.

"Good boy."

You heard him exhale. Your hand released his jaw. Your other hand went down his chest to the tent in his pants that already had a wet spot at the top. You heard him let out a surprised gasp. You pressed a few kisses on his neck, before pulling away to look at him. Scara's chest was rising while your hand circled his tip through his pants. You watched as his hand went to his mouth, loudly exhaling again. You looked down. You quickly got his pants down to his knees, staring at his boxers that were dark at a certain spot. You then pulled his boxers down just enough for his dick to be out. Scara was starting to feel dizzy, the feeling of his dick being free, your intense stare in his eyes. You quickly took his hand that was by his mouth and pulled it away from his mouth. "Don't do that, got it?" You told him. He quickly nodded. You stared. He licked his lips before responding, "yes, mommy-" You nodded, "Good boy." You noticed his dick twitch at that. It made you feel so powerful.

You let go of his hand, meanwhile your other hand slid down his chest to his thigh. You brought your finger to his tip, circling it, smearing his precum. He made a noise at that, bucking his hips. You took your hand away, looking at him. "If you're going to do that, I won't touch you." You warned. His eyes widened, "please don't, don't do that, please-" You nodded and went back to his dick. You wrapped your hand around and started to slowly slide it up, then back down, coating his dick with some precum. He whined, "please, please-" "Be patient, puppy," you responded, not removing your eyes from his dick. Slowly you picked up the pace. Then you looked at him. His eyes were shut, there was drool starting to slide down his chin. "Scara, look at me, open your eyes," you commanded. He slowly opened his eyes to look at you. You made eye contact. Fuck, he looked so submissive. You increased the speed, jerking his dick quicker, starting to make wet sounds from his precum. He moaned, head going back, more broken moans falling from his mouth.

"Scara, I told you to look at me," you reminded. He lifted his head back up, trying to look back at you. You giggled, "Good boy. Tell me how it feels, won't you?" Sweat was appearing on his skin, drool out his mouth. He started to speak, but that's when you started jerking around his tip. He moaned louder, tears starting to prick at his eyes. "Come on, tell me how good it feels," you whisper. "A-ah- f-feels good, fuck-! Oh my god, fuck, it feelssogood fuck, mommy-" Scara tried his best, but fuck did it feel good. You went closer, pressing your lips against his, indulging him in a kiss. His hands immediately clutched at your shirt while you drunk his moans. Your hand sped up, focusing on his whole shaft. More precum went down, making even more wet noises. You pushed your tongue against his, he kissed back messy. Then, you heard his moans becoming quicker, his hands clutching you tighter.

You pulled away from the kiss, licking your lips, staring down at him. "Gonna cum, puppy?" You asked and he nodded, staring up at you. Your hand started slowing down as you raised your eyebrow. He whined, "no, please, I'm close, please don't slow down, pleasepleaseplease-" "That's right, good boy," you went quicker, staring at his ruined state. His head fell back and his moans increased in volume. You could hear him say 'please' multiple times in a row. Then his head came back, looking into your eyes, begging you to not stop. You looked down at his dick, then looked back at him. You leaned into his neck to press a few kisses, while Scara placed his head on your shoulder, his hands going to your back, gripping the material again. "I'm- I'm gonnacum, a-ah, fuck fuck, I'm gonna cum I'mgonnacum please-" His breathing was heavy. "Then cum, go on," you whispered, "be a good boy and cum for me." That was the final push.

A loud moan went through his throat as he came. You looked down, watching his cum stain his shirt, drop on your hand, slide down to his thighs. After a few seconds, you started slowing your hand down. You could feel him shake, his breathing heavy again. Then your hand stopped. You kissed his neck while he breathed in your shoulder, calming down. Scara's head was spinning, he felt like he might pass out. Drool and tears had stained your shirt a bit. After a minute you felt him release your shirt. You pulled away, taking your hand away too. You looked at Scara. His eyes were unfocused, mouth still open, face hot, drool and tears. He looked so pretty, so ruined — it made you feel powerful, how you managed to somehow get him like this.

You broke the silence, asking, "Scara, are you alright?" You watched as he looked at you. "..I'm okay." He finally said, blinking at you. You smiled slightly, rubbing a few of his tears away with your clean hand. He was silent, staring at you. You stood up straight and looked at your other hand. You licked a bit off from your fingers, swallowing down. Scara stared, eyes slightly widening. No way he found that hot. "Alright, I'll get some tissues, wait here," you quickly said and walked to the bathroom. You washed your hands first.

Scara was zoning out, thinking of what the fuck just happened. He can't believe that he got so damn desperate for you, that he let that name slip out. He shook his head, looking down at himself. Yeah, he'll have to put this in the wash for sure. Then he heard noise, turning his head to it. You walked in with tissues and a slightly wet towel. You put down the towel on the island and took a few tissues. You took Scara's chin, holding his head up. With your other hand, you cleaned away his drool and a few wet tears. He couldn't stop staring at you. You noticed and just smiled at him.

Then you took your hand away from his jaw, looking down at his dick. You pushed his boxers a bit more away and cleaned the cum off his thighs with the tissue. Then you took another one, continuing to clean around. Then you carefully got to his shaft, then tried to get a few stains off from his shirt. After that you put the tissues away, taking the wet towel. You cleaned his thighs and areas again. Scara bit his lips, you were gentle. You put everything away and went to throw out the tissues.

"I think we should put a few of your clothes to wash, don't you think?" You asked, coming back. He nodded, but stopped mid-nod and responded, "Yeah, right." "Take your shirt off, I'll get you a new one," you smiled, running to a room. He felt his cheeks get hot again. He loved this, even if it made him very embarrassed. He slowly took his shirt off, then you ran back into the room. "Um, I got you clean boxers as well, if you don't mind-" you spoke, putting down the clothing on the chair next to him. He stayed silent, handing you his shirt. You took it and went to quickly put it in the washing machine. He took his pants and boxers off. He took the shirt and boxers that you got him and put them on.

When you came back, he was already holding his clothing in hand for you. "Did it get stained too?" You asked, taking them. He just looked away from your gaze, "just in case." You nodded and went to also put them in the wash. He could hear you pressing a few buttons and the machine starting to work. When you came back, Scara was still staring somewhere else. You stood in front of him.

"I'm sorry," you broke the silence. He immediately looked at you, face showing confusion. "Why the fuck are you sorry?" He asked. "You know," you messed with your shirt, "I kind of didn't really ask if you wanted me to do.. that, so- I understand if you're mad." He blinked at you. "You're a fool to think that," he replied, "I'm not mad. I'm.. surprised, I guess." "Why?" You stared back at him. Silence.

Scara stared at you. "Well, first of all-" he coughed, "you turned me on in the worst way possible." He looked away from you, feeling his face get hot more. "You made me beg for you, you- fuck. You.. goddammit, you made me fucking desperate." He felt the shame again. Silence. He started feeling nervous, for some reason. You quietly asked, "Did you hate it..?" He looked back at you, "No I didn't, I fucking loved it, idiot." "You loved me being controlling??" You asked again. He stared. He started thinking. "Well, if.. if that was that, then- um, I guess?" He shrugged. Silence, again.

You slightly smiled, "I'll make note of that." You leaned your head closer to him and he immediately kissed you. You kissed back, putting your hand on his chest, the other on his cheek. His hands went to your shirt, pulling you closer. You two made out, your thumb rubbing his cheek. Then you pulled away for a breath, but he pulled you back again. You slid your tongue against his, a muffled noise from Scara. After a few moments, he pulled away from the kiss, breathing on your lips. "You made me so desperate, you have no idea," he quickly whispered before kissing you again. You felt his hands clutch your shirt, pulling away again. "You made me- fuck, you made me-" he couldn't put into words. He wanted to kiss you again, but you put a finger to his lips.

You stared into his eyes, "I made you call me mommy?" He breathed out a 'yes'. "I made you obey me?" You continued, lidding your eyes. He breathed out another 'yes'. "I made you finish so hard, that you were shaking against me?" You put your hand back on his cheek. He whined out a 'yes.' You put your lips against him again, he kissed back immediately. You two made out for a while, some muffled noises from the man. Then you pulled away, pressing a finger on his lips again. "Let's go to bed. It's late and I want you to get rest, okay?" You spoke in a soft tone. He nodded. "We can continue tomorrow," you continued, taking your hands away from him. He did the same. You smiled at him. "Thank you," he mumbled so quietly you almost didn't hear him. "You're welcome, Scaramouche," you chuckled at his expression. "Jeez, so formal," he rolled his eyes. You laughed and then your eyes caught something.

A cup. With already cold water.

"Oh my god," you said out loud, Scara sending you a confused gaze, "I forgot about my tea." He turned his head to where you were staring and yep, your cup is there with your forgotten teabag. "..I'll heat it up and drink it, you can go to bed," you said, rubbing your forehead. He stood up and looked at you, wanting to say something, but didn't. He just stared, might slightly agape. You looked at him again. "You want me to tuck you in?" You smirked, a giggle coming from you. He widened his eyes, looking away, "no, fuck you." He started walking away and you followed him. Scara went into his room and turned around. "I thought you're making tea?" He raised his eyebrows at you. You nodded, "Yeah, I will. I just want to say goodnight."

"Well, you just said it, you can go now," he motioned his hand at you. "Get in your bed first," you said. He just rolled his eyes, "I was going to do that anyways." He walks to his bed and turns on the light on the nightstand. He sat on his bed, staring at you, arms crossed. You walked over to him, leaned down and pushed him down on the bed. He gasped and you kissed him. His heart started beating more again, feeling you move your lips against his. He got that feeling again. His hands went to your shirt, pulling you more. Your fingers ghosted on his arm, leaving behind goosebumps on his skin. He felt your knee press against his crotch and he moaned in surprise.

That was unintentional — you didn't realize where you placed your legs. You pulled away and smiled down at him. Scara started back. "Goodnight, Scara," you said, leaning into his neck, "Good boy." Then you got off him and left the room, waving at him before closing the door. He stared at the door. He ran a hand through his hair, then along his face. Scara got under the covers, trying to ignore the feeling, trying to ignore the need for your touch again.

You just went to heat up your tea. Microwave beeps, teabag out, a bit of honey in your cup, mix it. You sat down and enjoyed your drink, slowly. You put down your cup, staring at the surface, recalling what happened. It made you feel hot, just like before.

"And it started with him being jealous, huh?" You mumbled, taking a sip again. "Live laugh Scaramouche." You chuckled, finishing your drink.

© h0ney-mochi 2022 ; 2024 / Please don't copy or repost my work and writings! <3

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

⋆⭒˚.⋆ tell me you love me or else ⋆⭒˚.⋆

(cw: f!reader, alcohol consumption, TikTok trend)

Fratboy!Jaehyun, Mark, Taeyong, Johnny, Doyoung, and even Yuta, the most chaotic of the NXT frat brothers, would argue that leaving you and Haechan alone when either of you had consumed any amount of alcohol, was a bad idea. Actually, scratch that, a horrible idea. Nothing good ever came from the two of you being alone with alcohol in your systems.

Today, NXT had been invited to a brunch Greek life brunch thrown by the alumni of the university. Of course, Jaehyun had invited you and of course, you partook in the free mimosas. Since you did it, Haechan did too. Johnny and Taeyong had to help the both of you back to the frat house while you both giggled like drunk maniacs. Jaehyun had other frat responsibilities to take care of, but made you promise you'd answer his calls so he could make sure you were okay.

You and Haechan laid side by side watching TikToks on his phone when a couples prank caught your attention and made you both cry with laughter.

Your phone rang and Haechan sat up with an evil smile, immediately recording as you answered the call. Jaehyun's voice came from the speaker, "hey sweetheart, did you make it back alright? What are you doing?"

"Me and Hyuck are watching a movie in his room," you lie, your words coming out slightly slurred.

"What movie are you guys watching?"

"Shark Tale," you spit out, immediately bursting into laughter with Haechan. His phone falls as you both begin to laugh even harder for no reason.

Jaehyun chuckles at the sound of your laugh, "alright, well, have fun. I'll check on you later. I love you."

"Bye." You reply as you hang up quickly.

You and Haechan keep you laughs in as your phone almost immediately begins to ring again. "Hello?" You ask after putting Jaehyun on speaker.

"You hung up so quickly. I just wanted to make sure you were fine..."

"Yeah, we're fine."

"Okay, well, I love you. I hope you guys are having fun," Jaehyun sighs into the phone.

"We're having a blast, bye." You say before hanging up.

You and Haechan stare at your screen with poorly concealed laughs, just a few seconds later the screen lights up with a FaceTime call. "Answer it!" Haechan exclaims, pointing his camera at your screen.

You slide your finger across the screen. Jaehyun's pouty face is the first and only thing you see with how close his face is to the camera. "Why do you keep hanging up on me?"

You giggle softly, the alcohol making your head feel lighter and everything more funny than it is, “because we’re done talking. Bye.”

You and Haechan start cackling so hard you both begin to cry and Taeyong comes downstairs with a look of pure concern. Again, the phone rings with a FaceTime and you slide your finger across the scream through your tears.

Jaehyun’s face looks less than amused and even annoyed, “stop hanging up on me. Tell me you love me back.”

“Aren’t you busy right now?”

“Tell me you love me!” Jaehyun yells.

“I’m gonna tell Taeyong you’re slacking off right now…” you trail off warningly.

“Oh my god! Tell me you love me or I’m going to lose my mind and ban you from the frat house for the rest of the month,” Jaehyun screams, his cheeks flushing with exasperation.

“You can’t ban our girl!” Haechan slurs as he squeezes his face beside yours to be in view of the camera.

“I love you, Jaehyun,” you sigh with a loving smile.

Jaehyun lets out a sigh of relief, smiling at the view of you through his screen with a smile, “fucking finally! Ok, I’ll be home in a couple of hours. Take a nap and I’ll see you soon. I love you!”

“I love you more!”

“No I love you most!” Jaehyun smiles with a lovesick grin.

You giggle in response, “I love you the mostest-”

“Yeah, you love each other, got it. We’re not doing that shit. Bye.” Haechan deadpans as he hangs up the phone.

[thebestsetter]

This is exactly what you both needed after a tough week.

Just you and your boyfriend of two years, Oliver Aiku, spending an afternoon together with no prying eyes, nosy reporters or loud teammates to interfere. Just you and him and him and you, cuddling the day away and talking nonsense with eachother.

You were also talking about something serious tho. Something very serious: your future together.

"And then we can have a dog- no, a cat" you smiled, tracing his nose with one of your hands and booping it

"Why not both?" He grabbed your hand that just messed with his nose and held it firmly, kissing the inner part of your arm and then caressing the part where he laid his lips with his thumb. "I think we'll have space for both at our mansion"

"Sure" you laughed, burying your face in between his neck and shoulder "But I'll only move in with you after marriage"

"What? Why?" He fake-panicked, and then sighed in relief "Good thing I'm planning to put a ring on your finger very soon"

You hid your face deeper, trying (and failling) to hide the blushing mess you just became

"Good." You smiled, kissing his cheek

"Honestly, darling" he began, looking at you with only pure, raw love in his eyes "I can't wait to be able to call you Mrs. Oliver"

You felt like a silly lovesick girl, giggling and all that. You just loved your boyfriend too much, and you also couldn't wait to be called...

Wait.

Hold up.

Hold the fuck up.

"What" you raised your head in disbelief and stared at him dead in the eyes "What did you just say?"

"What's wrong?" He asked, confused "You don't want to get married to me?"

"No!" You shouted, making him pout "No... I mean, it's not that. It's just that... what's your first name?"

"Aiku"

"So your family name is..."

"Oliver??" He asked, confused

But you weren't confused. Oh no no.

You were having the time of your life. You were delighted. In fact, you were so awestruck at the information you just discovered that your instant reaction was laugh.

It started of as a giggle, and then it became a strong, loud roar.

"...I don't get it" Aiku said

"HAHAHAHAHH OLIVER"

You were literally crying. You couldn't explain why, but it was just too funny

After almost 5 minutes just laughing, you felt Aiku pushing you off of him

"Wow. Okay." He said, getting up from the couch "You wounded me."

"W-where are you going?" You said, wiping away some tears

"To the side hoes" he answered with an angry pout on his face "I bet they'd be delighted to be Mrs. Oliver"

"We both know damn well you don't have those after you started dating me..." he raised an eyebrow at that "...right?"

"Believe whatever you want. I'm going away since you hate me and don't want to marry me."

"Hey! Come back!" You also got up, quickly running to him and hugging his back "Babe, I'm kidding. I'd love to be Mrs. Oliver"

"...really?"

"Yes!" He turned around, now facing you with a serious expression "I'd love to be your wife, babe. Even if I have to be known as Mrs. Oliver. I don't mind, as long as I'm with you"

He seemed to ignore the last part, since he smiled hard after you said that.

"Well then, don't mind if I ask you to marry me right now!" he said, hugging you and spinning you around, earning a smile from you

"But our kids are definitely gonna get my surname" you added

"Hey!" He scowled playfully "Take that back right now!"

"Nope"

"Well then... you shall suffer the consequences of your words!"

"Aiku, babe, what are you talking about... don't."

"Watch me." He said, running after you and trying to tickle you

Your laughs echoed through the whole building. Maybe this is what love looked like. Maybe loving someone was making sacrifices for them.

Maybe that's why, 1 year later, you did get the Oliver family surname. And maybe that's why you wore it proudly, even if it was kinda silly: it meant you loved someone, and they loved you back. What's to be ashamed in that?

Your kids really got your family name though. Lucky them!

~ A/N: Random idea. WHY IS HIS NAME AIKU.

Masterlist

[jobean12-blog]

Heart and Hand

Pairing: Marcus Acacius x female reader

Word Count: 1.4K

Summary: Marcus returns from battle bloodied and bruised and you help him get cleaned up.

Author's Note: It's fucking cold in NYC today. I'm already over it but I'm not over this man and since a nice hot bath would be amazing here we are! The term pteruge (which I hope is correct) is the skirt like garment the gladiators wear. Also, I read that the baths and pools were heated from hot springs below the floors-sounds good to me haha. I love this man all bloody and filthy and delicious. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰

Warnings: softness, fluffy moments, tension, the General is sweet as always but delicious, smut, p in v

Marcus Acacius Masterlist

Ribbons of stem snake invitingly along the surface of the water but your eyes are focused elsewhere as you untie the leather straps along the sides of the General’s cuirass.

“So much blood,” you whisper, your fingers trembling.

“And not much of it mine,” he answers, grasping your chin between his two large fingers. “I assure you my lady. I’m not hurt badly.”

Your gaze meets his and you lift a hand to run your fingertips along his temple, dust now coating your skin and dried blood flaking to the floor.

“I’m going to make sure of it,” you tell him sternly even though your expression is soft.

“I look forward to it,” he teases as his chest plate loosens and he helps you remove it.

You suck in breath, having already unwrapped his forearms and neck, and now seeing most of beautiful skin littered with bruises and cuts.

He removes his belt and the pteruge of leather straps falls to the floor, revealing every inch of him.

“We can skip the bath…”

Your eyes make a slow perusal as you fingers dance up his chest and over his shoulder. You slide them down his arm to grasp his fingers before looking pointedly at the large tub.

He pouts but eases into the water nevertheless, grimacing as it stings his wounds.

His eyebrows lift and he tilts his head. “Are you sure you don’t want to join me?”

Your smile is demure. “Not until I scrub you clean of all this sand and blood.”

He frowns and tugs on your fingers that are still clasped in his.

“You can do that from in the bath.”

You look down at the water, already muddied and rust colored. He tracks your gaze and let’s out a laugh, the sound warming you right down to your toes.

“As you wish my love. I suppose I can wait.”

You start with his face, gently rubbing off the dried blood then running your fingers through his hair and over his scalp, ridding it off all the dirt and grime.

His eyes fall closed, dark lashes wet and stuck together and resting against his cheeks.

With a soft kiss to his lips, you start on his neck and shoulders, careful to clean any cuts and scrapes before doing the same to his chest. When you get to his hands you place a kiss across each knuckle, your skin tingling with the anticipation of his touch.

You take special care with his legs, rubbing along the thick muscles in his thighs and calves until nothing mars his skin. Your pulse picks up in your throat when he shifts and bends his knees, and you can feel it race down the length of your spine and deep down into your stomach.

As your hands move up along his thighs you can feel him hard and heavy between. Hunger sharpens your focus, and you swallow back a moan.

“We have to drain all this dirty water,” you say.

He stands, the droplets of water running down his skin and tracing every dip and curve of muscle. You follow them, staring and he watches your gaze drop with every piece of him that’s revealed.

The need to touch him, feel his warmth and strength, pounds through you.

“Come here,” he says, his lips titling up as the bath refills with water, heated from the hot springs below the floor.

He reaches for you, his hands deft and sure as he unravels the cloth from your body.

“I will never tire of looking at you,” he murmurs, tongue wetting his lips and his eyes raking over your body.

His jaw tightens as he takes you in and through some immense force of his will, he lifts his eyes to focus on your face.

“Did bathing me make you wet my love?” he asks.

“Yes,” you breathe out.

“Show me.”

You reach down and push a shaky hand between your legs and stroke yourself while he watches.

“I want a taste,” he growls.

Your hand pulls free, and you let it hover in front of his mouth, the slickness visible in the dim light.

You paint his lips until he parts them and then press two fingers inside. His tongue is warm and curls around your fingers. He holds you by the wrist and you can’t pull away as he sucks your fingertip, licking it like he would your clit, teasing you until your entire body aches.

He drags you closer, his body not yet touching yours, and whispers against your ear, “care to join me now my love?”

At your confirming whimper he takes your hand and helps you into the water, sitting and positioning you over his lap.

You hum out a sound of contentment and his hands glide up your thighs, callouses rough against your softness and his eyes fill with the need to touch every inch of your body and take all the time in the world to do it.

Your palm flattens against his chest, and you rock your hips, pulling a low growl from the back of his throat. Your hand dips lower, disappearing under the water to skim against his hardness, squeezing.

His large thumbs move across your nipples, rolling and pinching before his hands slide down the curve of your spine, and beneath the water to cup your ass and pull you harder against him.

You stroke your fingers down the length of his cock, and he hisses, dragging your mouth down to his in a grazing, taunting kiss.

Your teeth dig into his bottom lip and then he grabs you, crushing your bodies together. The water sloshes over the sides of the tub and your fingers comb through his silken hair, dragging along his scalp.

He moans your name and inches his face away, only enough to meet your eyes, but your lips still touch, feather light. With his gaze locked on yours he slides his hand from your ass down between your legs, finding you even wetter.

A swear leaves his lips and he brushes his fingers over you again, teasing, and slow, before he draws them back and positions you over his cock, eyes glittering with predatory intent.

You frame his face with your hands and close the small distance between you, kissing him with desperation. The broad tip of his cock nudges your entrance, and he reaches down to guide himself inside you.

He eases in, just an inch, keeping you hovering above him with his hands on your hips. He trembles, halting and kissing you softer now, sweet, as he slowly pushes into you.

“Look at me,” he breathes.

And you do.

You can’t take your eyes off him. Find yourself free-falling into his darkened eyes and beautiful face.

His hips flex, and he slides in another inch, then retreats nearly to the edge. Eyes never leaving yours, he sets a steady but slow pace, stretching you and filling you.

The water continues to fall over the sides of the tub, flooding the floor and wetting your garments. Neither of you notice and your nails dig into his shoulders as his grip turns bruising.

“I could fuck you for days,” he murmurs against your lips.

And you want him to.

But your release builds and you squeeze around him, earning a low sound of need to fall from his lips. One large hand drifts between your legs, his thick finger drawing a tight circle over your clit and you can barely stand it.

His restraint shatters and he thrusts up hard and deep, fucking you until you’re crying out and he falls with you, your name a chant on his lips.

He holds you close, your hearts beating wildly in rhythm and all you can do is breathe. When you lift your head from his neck your next breath catches in your throat.

You see the words in his eyes, the same ones you know lay in your own, the same ones you’ve said a million times. He dips his head, brushing his mouth along one cheek, then the other. You close your eyes, savoring in the feel of his lips on your over-hot skin. Every gentle kiss echoes the words that lay unspoken between you.

[ofgoldandbraid]

that’s my woman!

lilia calderu x reader

agatha gets a little too touchy-feely with lilia’s girl.

word count: 1.6k

warnings/content: smut, but cute, but not at the same time, jealousy (l), oral sex (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), mentions of being burned alive (sorry), voyeurism (a little? maybe it’s just getting caught), if i missed anything let me know!

note: cranked this out after i got off of work so the exhaustion may be noticeable.

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the sound of laughter filled the smoky air around the coven. real laughter, following real stories shared by the witches as they grew closer to one another.

« okay, we’ve seen lilia’s, agatha’s, and rio’s scars, » alice started before quickly being interrupted by jen.

« alice, we did not see rio’s scar, »

lilia rolled her eyes and loudly groaned.

« jen, does it really matter? » she huffed, impatient and tired.

alice stood up and stared down at jen.

« as i was saying before i was so rudely interrupted, » alice began again. if she could burn holes into things with her eyes, jen would be dust. « we’ve heard from everyone else, but not y/n. it’s your turn. »

you smirked and sat up straight.

« so, what’s your story? what epic battles have you fought? » the teen questioned.

« alright, alright. since you want to know so badly, » you began to roll the legs of your pants up. « these are very old. »

gasps echoed around the fire, with agatha and rio getting up to take a closer look at the scars that cover your legs.

« these are from the first time someone tried to have me burned at the stake, » you laughed at the end, and everyone shot a concerned look at you.

« they didn’t try to have you burned, honey, they did have you burned. shit, i bet that hurt like hell, » agatha said, moving away from your exposed legs to raise a hand to your face.

you pulled away from her touch, but not fast enough. she twirled the front pieces of your hair between her index and middle finger.

suddenly, lilia wrapped her arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to her.

« i remember those days, doll. i don’t miss them. but now you have us. you’ll never have to worry about someone trying to hurt you again, »

you turned to face lilia and kissed her gently on the cheek.

« thank you, » you whispered, turning to everyone. « thank you all for being here for me. »

agatha stood up and kicked jen away from your other side, taking her place on the log you were sitting on.

« agatha, what the fuck is wrong with you? » jen asked, unfazed and accustomed to agatha’s actions after their time spent together on the road.

« shhh, we’re having a moment, » agatha whispered in a joking manner before leaning into you and placing a hand on your lower back.

lilia jumped to her feet and began clapping and shooing everyone away.

« okay, that’s enough, time for bed, people. we’ve got a long day ahead of us. i’ve got first watch, » she yelled, drowning out the chatter.

like the good coven they are, they listened to her.

« y/n, could i speak with you for a moment? »

you were making your way over to the most comfortable looking rock.

« of course, » you turned around and walked up to meet her at the center of the road.

« come walk with me? » lilia softly asked, raising an eyebrow and making you melt.

she stretched an arm out, and you took her hand.

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« you’ve been awfully quiet, doll, » lilia said as she gave your cold hand a comforting squeeze.

« i just don’t have a lot to say, » you whispered into her ear, pushing her curls back with your free hand.

she stopped by a tree on the road and turned back to you, laughing to herself and pulling you closer.

« we both know that’s a lie, » her lips grazed yours. « i want to hear those pretty thoughts, and i want to hear them in that pretty voice coming from your pretty mouth. »

« that’s a little forward, » you smiled against her.

lilia leaned against the tree, taking you back with her.

« i’m always forward, because unlike you, i’m an honest person, » she teased.

she placed her hand in the same spot agatha’s had been in when you were around the fire.

it clicked.

« that’s what happened, » you thought aloud. « now i understand. lilia, are you mad about what agatha did? »

she tossed her head back in a cackle, nearly hitting it against the tree trunk.

« why would you ever think that? » lilia exclaimed sarcastically. « what, do you think i’m jealous of her? »

she leaned in to kiss you hard, biting your lips and shoving her tongue into your mouth. it was rough, and you couldn’t get enough.

« well, you know i’d only ever let you do something like this to me, » you quietly said into her neck after she finished her attack on you.

« like what? » lilia asked, confused.

you moved your hands from her shoulders to her hips.

« like fucking me against a tree on the damn witches road, lilia. »

she laughed and began to bite, lick and kiss your neck and the exposed part of your chest.

you pulled her into you and made your attempt to control the kiss, but you were quickly shut down and spun until your back was pressed against the bark.

you tangled your hands in lilia’s curls, pulling lightly to get her off of you.

« honey? are you alright? » she asked, immediately backing up to make sure you were okay.

you put your hands on the sides of her face and kissed her nose.

« i love you, but if you don’t touch me now i’m going to have to get someone else to help me. »

that was it. your body slammed into the tree, surely leaving marks that would bruise.

lilia dropped onto the ground in front of you and began to undo your belt.

« you want attention? you’re needy, just a slut for me. all we’ve done is kiss and you can’t go a few minutes without someone fucking you. »

your pants were around your ankles, belt thrown to the side, and panties ruined.

« you don’t need this, » lilia said, smiling at you as she ripped your button-up shirt off you.

« lilia, please, » you were panting as she ran the tips of her fingernails up and down your torso. « please, fuck me. »

she looped her thumbs through the sides of your panties and pulled them down, revealing the soaking mess between your legs.

her face darkened and her mouth went dry. lilia pulled one leg over her shoulder and placed her hand on your abdomen.

your hips bucked and a loud whine escaped you before you could stop yourself.

her eyes glared up at you as she pushed your leg off of her. she stood up again and used her knee to push your legs apart.

« you want me, doll? you’ve gotta be loud for me. make sure all those witches back there know who you belong to. »

she eased two fingers into your wet pussy, the noise obscene and only fueling the fire in you.

« oh, already so messy for me, » lilia murmured into your ear, thrusting and curling her fingers into you at a painfully slow pace.

you hooked your left leg around her, pulling her closer to you.

her movements stilled, drawing a loud groan of frustration from you.

« shh, it’s okay. you’ve got to be loud for me, angel. »

she set a fast pace, curling and scissoring her nimble fingers deep into you as you clutched her to you.

she had reduced you to a trembling, moaning mess.

your hips gently bucked into her hand, your whines growing louder.

« lilia! lilia, please. »

your begging drew positive reactions from lilia, with her pressing hard into the roughest part of you and stroking. your whines became a chorus of « oh! »´s and « please! »’s and « more! »´s.

her thumb moved over your clit, gently going from left to right, right to left.

you pressed your face into the curve of her neck, and she moved her head to whisper in your ear:

« you’re so good for me, doll. so good for me. you’re gonna cum for me? » her movements sped up, but remained steady.

all you could muster was a rushed « mhm » before you yelled out again, hurtling towards your orgasm.

lilia gently tugged on your hair, lifting your head up to look at her.

« whenever you’re ready, doll. gonna cum so pretty on my fingers, so loud for everyone to know who you belong to. »

you exploded, whining, shouting, whimpering, as lilia fucked you through your orgasm.

« yes, doll, let them hear. she won’t ever touch you again, she’ll know who’s you are, » she muttered, slowing down her movements and peppering your face with soft kisses.

she withdrew her fingers and lowered herself down, face inches away from your slick pussy.

« well, i don’t think it would be very nice of me to leave you like this, would it? » she exhaled, cool breath contrasting the heat between your legs.

she placed you leg over her shoulder for a second time and began to clean the soaked mess from your orgasm. her strokes were firm, but gentle enough that they didn’t overstimulate you.

once she was satisfied, she pulled your panties from around your ankles, slipping them off of you and pocketing them.

« souvenir, » lilia said and she began to dress you again, repairing your torn shirt to the best of her ability.

you took her face into your hands again, pulling her in for a soft kiss as you smiled against her.

she took your hand again, walking you back to your makeshift camp.

---

when you arrived back, you were shocked to find everyone staring at the two of you coming back from your brief adventure.

« why aren’t you all asleep? » you asked.

agatha snapped her fingers repeatedly.

« how the hell could we sleep? all we could hear were your awful sex noises, » she muttered disgustedly.

lilia smiled.

« good! »

she turned away and made her way over to rock she laid claim on when the coven first arrived, gesturing for you to join her.

you succumbed to sleep as soon as your head fell onto lilia’s shoulder, content with a blissful expression on your face.

[stark-ironman]

Hi! So I’m having thoughts… Imagine you and Hugh had sex in the bath tub while he makes you watch yourselves in the mirror…

Could you write a fic about this scenario please? Thank you!

Look at Me

18+ No Minors

A/N: hope you enjoy! It's been a while since I wrote anything so I'm nervous for this.

Warnings: bath sex, slight hair pulling, praise, unprotected sex, release on back

"Look at me, baby." Hugh says from behind, smirking softly when your eyes find his in the mirror. "Keep them there. Want you to see how beautiful you look while taking my cock." He sits up, water sloshing over the tub as he lines up with your entrance, pushing in slowly.

Your mouth opens slightly as you take a sharp breath, feeling every bit of his length in this position. "Look at yourself, baby.. and I'm just getting started." His voice is low, almost territorial while he's watching you.

*Smack*

Your breath catches when Hugh's hand meets your side, feeling the sting shoot through your body as he pulls all the way out before thrusting back inside of you. "Shit-" You moan out. Hugh lowly growls, his grip on your hips tightening with each thrust.

"Feels so good, baby. Taking me so well.." He praises with a smirk on his face. The water splashes around both of your bodies, onto the floor as his thrusts gradually become faster and harder. Hugh looks down, watching himself as he slides into you and he moans softly.

"Your perfect little cunt is taking me so well. It's all mine, isn't it baby?" He asks, rubbing his hands over your backside as he admires your body. "You know it is... it's always been all yours." You moan out, gripping the tub tightly.

His hand tangles itself through your hair, pulling on it just enough to sit you up higher causing your moans to get louder. Your eyes stay focused on Hugh, staring at his head rolling back in pleasure to his muscles tensing with each powerful thrust.

Hugh's eyes meet yours, a sinister smirk appearing on his face when he notices you've been checking him out. "Like what you see?" He asks, nails digging in your hip. You nod, letting out a breathy moan.

"Touch yourself to me fucking you. Let me feel you clench around me." He commands and you reach down, rubbing your clit quickly as your orgasm approaches. Hugh's praises fill your ears as your walls tighten around him, your gasps and moans filing the air.

He let's you ride out your high, pulling out quickly as he releases all over your back and backside. "Fuck.." You struggle to hold yourself up but you manage to do it long enough to watch Hugh's face twist in pleasure.

Hugh leans back against the tub, quickly cleaning you off with a rag and pulling you in his lap. "You okay?" He asks softly, his fingertips running over your back and his lips press against your hair. You nod, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Let's get you cleaned up and in the bed, darling." He says, cleaning you up quickly and getting the two of you out of the tub. Hugh dresses you in his sweatpants and his shirt, laying you down in the bed so he can go clean the bathroom.

When he comes back, you're fast asleep and he can't help but smile to himself as he lays beside you.

[coffeekittycatt]

Birthday Wish ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Notes: Rafayel x Reader fanfic. Fluff but suggestive ending. 1,169 word count.

Premise: You wish Rafayel was real.. now someone is suddenly knocking at your door.

- I am very new to writing fanfic so be patient with me 🙂‍↕️

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I peek outside my window. The sky, a soft mix of cotton candy colors. Today was my 23rd birthday, and I spent it how I usually do, alone. Sounds sad, but I don’t mind. I’ve learned to be independent since my father passed.

Happy birthday Sugar, I got us your favorite takeout. Let’s watch Mean Girls tonight!

The memory passes. Today makes a third birthday without you. I close my window blind and make my way to my recliner. It’s soft and cushioned. The house is quiet, a peaceful place even though it does gets lonely not having my dad around. He left his small cottage to me and it’s become my safe haven. Mostly everything is still in place from before he left. Except things that are entirely mine, like my room. I take a seat and sit back. My phone vibrates and lights up. “Hey (Y/N), hope you had a great birthday!! Looking forward to seeing you when I get back 🩷” Ana. My close friend. Her message is sweet, reminding me I am not totally alone on this day. We planned to hang out after she gets back from her New York trip. I smile and unlock my phone.

All I want to do now is my dailies in Love and Deepspace. I open the app and wait for it to load. I press enter and am surprised to see Rafayel on my sceen. I totally forgot that this game does something special for players’ birthdays! A cutscene starts and eventually Rafayel gives me a cute gift. “Happy birthday my dear girl..” he sings to me. Wow, he has an angelic voice. My eyes slightly water and my cheeks are warmed. Why am I getting emotional? I wipe my eye with my sweatshirt sleeve and continue tapping. “Don’t worry, if you’ve got my blessing, then the Guardian of the Sea is also aware,” He adds. I pause for a moment and decide to playfully say out loud, “I wish you were real, Rafayel.” I cringe at myself and laugh. Here I am crying over how sweet a character is. I need to get a grip! I finish out the cutscene and eventually I collect some rewards from completing my dailies. I don’t know when or how, but I somehow doze off and am fast asleep.

Knock Knock. I hear my back door. My eyes flick open. What the hell? Immediately I am panicked. My house is not very close to any neighbors. They would have to walk quite a bit to get to me. Even if it was a neighbor, why would they knock at the back door? Could it be a burglar? Someone in need? An axe murderer? I take a deep breath and hurry to grab my pepper spray. My dad always taught me to have something as self defense. I peek out the small window near the door. Dammit. It’s too dark to see anything. My back porch light isn’t working at the moment. I need to replace it soon for times like this. I am too afraid now. I stay silent and wait for the mystery visitor to take their leave. A moment passes and I hear it. Knock Knock. Oh man. I decide to get close to the door. “Who is it?” I call out. “It’s Rafayel, let me in!”, the intruder exclaims. Excuse me? What did I just hear? I don’t know anyone named Rafayel.

Me: “I don’t know you or recognize your name. How can I help you sir?”

R: “Ouch, you don’t know me? We’ve spent almost everyday together! Cmon, (Y/N). Did you forget your birthday wish already?”

My heart drops to my stomach. Rafayel? Birthday wish? My mind circles back to before my impromptu nap. The fucking mobile game?! I am screaming internally. Okay, this must be a dream..or a sick prank. Maybe I am going mentally insane. I need to shut this down. I ready my pepper spray and crack the door open. I peek out and immediately, in the dim light, I see purple. Purple, fluffy hair layered across. My body freezes up. My sight trails downward to a face. Beautiful, bluish-pink eyes look at me. A small pointed nose and soft pink lips are painted on this man’s face. Rafayel. It’s actually him. I am mesmerized at his beauty, and how the real life version of him can even exist. It’s otherworldly, incapable of being real. But it is. Taking in more of the view, he is wearing something I wouldn’t expect. A faded, cherry colored hoodie with pair of light black cargo pants. He raises a hand to his head to swipe a bang out his face. Silver rings are worn on his delicate, long fingers. Still in shock, I try to speak.

Me: “R-Rafayel?”

R: “Took you long enough. It’s freezing. Soon enough I’ll be frozen like the trees out here. Can you let me in?”

I scratch my head. Guess we are doing this. Hey, maybe I will wake up again in a mental hospital and this will all make sense. I open the door all the way to let him inside. He makes his way and immediately I feel arms wrapped around me. “What th-“ I squeeze out as he takes me in for a tight embrace. A hug? My face is now on fire. I inhale and smell an enticing mix of cologne that can only be described as an ocean-breeze. It is exactly how I imagined he would smell. “My love, my dearest girl,” he says with his chin laid on my head. “I have been waiting for the day we could touch.” I smile at his comment as my face is buried in his chest. I can’t believe this is happening. My heart is racing.

Me: “How were you able to come here? How is this possible?” I look up at him, searching for answers.

R: “I told you love, any wishes you had today would come true. You have my blessing, after all.” He smiles and moves a piece of hair out my face. “You’re so much more beautiful in real life.”

I look away out of shyness. I had never been around someone so gorgeous before, let alone a guy who was so into me.

R: “You don’t have to be afraid,” he gently cuffs my cheek and pulls my gaze back towards him.

He leans down and sets my heart ablaze. Soft lips caress mine and gentle pecks are placed onto me. The bashful kisses turn into a tongue asking for an invitation to dance with mine. His sturdy hands hold my face and support me. I am lost in his kisses, savoring every moment. Each one now slightly sloppy, his tongue exploring my mouth, tender, but eager to taste more. He bites my lower lip, not aggressively, but a gentle tug that leaves me a mess. The heat from my cheeks had made its way down to my core and suddenly I am completely aroused by this man. My body has decided it needs all of him. Anticipating his next move, I watch as he pulls away from me. He stays close to my lips and I feel his warm breath against my face. “Show me your bedroom, my love.” He whispers to me.

[pinkfairylights7]

Hi, this is my first time writing smut so I hope it is okay <33 I have lots of free time to post sooo if u want a smut write. then I can try

little sis puts on a show for her big sis

Your big sister spent all her day in her room playing video games, despite her door being open she wasn’t paying you any attention. You craved her attention ever since she started sneaking in to her little sister’s room at night.

Desperate for her to fuck you, wanting her to make you take her girlcock. Feeling yourself getting wetter as you thought about your big sister pounding into your dripping hole.

Since your room was directly opposite to her room, you decided to be a tease, two could play this game. You positioned yourself on your bed,legs spread open so big sis could get a directly view of her little sis’s needy hole.

You made your mind up to be a brat, you were going to moan and whine as loud as possible. What an impatient little sis you are spitting on your fingers before sliding them into your hole.

Eyes shut, focusing on the blissful noise of your fingers pumping in out your hole covered in your wetness. After every couple of pumps you started curling your finger’s deeper. Hitting your G spot causing whimpers and moans to splutter out your pretty mouth.

Your splutters got the attention from your sister that you wanted, she saw you making a mess of yourself all for her. A hand playing with your nipple, the other toying with your clit while chanting her name as you got close.

Your big sister feels hers cock get hard at the sight, her little sister riding her hands imagining it was her big sister. She needs to be in you, she wants to thrust into you until you couldn’t take it.

She just stood to watch, how far could this go? You only notice her standing there after you came all over fingers, embarrassment washing over you. Your big sister smiling at you, “Oh poor baby, so impatient for your big sis to fuck you, huh?”

“unable to wait for me to fill you up? what a pathetic sis.” she hums, walking closer to you. Thick tension filled the air as you are scared but the idea of her punishing you, makes you get wetter.

She starts unzipping her pants, revealing her large girlcock. “on your knees and suck” she commands, you don’t hesitate as you would do anything to make your big sis feel good.

Slowly you start to lick the tip, while moving your hands up down her cock. Your big sister wasn’t having it, she thrusts herself into your mouth. Spit drooling from your mouth as she mercilessly fucks your mouth.

“That pretty little brain couldn’t even begin to comprehend how much I crave you.” Your big sis says through moans, her comments make you suck harder.

You’re such a good girl and want to make your big sis cum. Big sister grips your hair, “Such a pretty girl, huh? Taking my cock so good.” She praises before pulling out so she can cum on your face.

You are aching for your hole to be filled as your sister jerks her cock so she can cum on you. She loved seeing you covered in her cum, her little sister covered in her big sister’s cum.

After she came, you cuddled up in your bed. Falling asleep you felt something slip into you and you knew that you were going to have a good sleep.

[awriterinthenight]

Stolen Ring, Part 1-Luke Castellan

words: 900

warnings: swearing, reader threatens Luke a lot, Luke being annoying af and lying to reader, Hades reader, and I think that's it. This is kind of just the set up, so the next one will be longer and more plot.

summary: Luke is the bane of your existence, and keeps stealing your stuff to annoy you, so now you've decided that two can play that game.

Thievery was a common skill amongst Hermes kids and whilst valuable to them, it was the bane of existence for others. Especially for you. Most Hermes kids were smart enough to know not to steal from you, since being a Hades kid apparently made you "scary". Everyone followed this except for Luke Castellan.

Luke made it his mission in life to annoy till you wished you could send an army of skeletons after him till there was no more of him. Sadly Chiron said it was "frowned upon" and Mr. D said it was "too much paperwork", so you had to rule out those options.

Luke would steal everything from you whether it was a piece of jewelry, your book, (your sanity), your sword, which you you almost stabbed him for when he did, one of your daggers, or even your food which was the fucking worst. His usual operation was to distract you by annoying you, attempting to charm you, or send someone else to distract you while he quickly snuck in to take what he wanted. Sometimes you would leave your cabin for a minute to go help someone and come back unable to find your favorite ring.

Which was the predicament you were in now. Yesterday you had taken off your rings when you were getting ready for bed. The next morning you woke up unable to find your favorite ring. It was silver with a skull on it and matched your half brothers ring so you always wore it. Unfortunately the one night you took it off since it was bothering you, was the one night Luke decided to take it.

You always were the 'no fucks to give' type of person, so now here you were in the Hermes cabin, after shadow travelling right behind Luke.

"Give it back," you demanded, your arms crossed, a serious look on your face. Other campers, especially the younger ones, were intimidated by you, but not Luke.

He just turned around, a dumb smile on his face as he faced you, and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, Sunshine," he said, calling you by the name you hated. You were anything but a ray of sunshine being a Hades kid and all, but he called you that to be ironic, and to be an asshole.

"This isn't funny, I know you have it, so just give it back," you said, keeping your composure together to not rip off his head right then and there. Other campers had started to watch the scene unfold, bored with their own lives, so they just had to be nosy about yours.

"I told you Sunshine, I don't have your ring. You probably lost it in that dark cabin of yours," he remarked, turning around to go back to talking to his friends.

You rolled your eyes annoyed at him, "You're such a dumbass, you know that," you stated, as he turned around to face you again.

He had his signature smirk on his face again and you wanted nothing more to rip it off, "Oh yeah Sunshine, and why is that?" he teased playfully, making you want to kick his ass.

"Maybe if you filled all that empty space in your head with a brain, you'd realize I never said it was my ring that was missing, so how would you know that if you supposedly didn't steal it?" you pointed out, as you watched the shock wash over him, but he quickly recovered.

"Actually I noticed it missing on your hand when you came in," he defended, "I can be observant if I want to, or do you really think that lowly of me?"

You let out a frustrated breath, "No, I don't think that lowly of you," you said, catching him off guard before ruining it, "I think even lower of you. Now give it back."

He scoffed, "And here I thought maybe you weren't so horrible, but here we are. I don't have your ring," he said, holding up his hands in surrender.

"Just give it back, or else," you threatened, even though you knew he wouldn't be intimidated by it.

"Or else what? Are you going to threaten to stab me, cause news flash Chiron won't let you," he mocked, making your anger towards him fester even more.

You shrugged, thinking of all the ways you could torture him, "Maybe, or maybe worse, or you can just give me my ring back, and this can be all over," you offered.

"How many times do I have to tell you Sunshine, I-" he started, but you cut him off.

"Stop calling me Sunshine," you demanded, annoyed by the name.

Luke just smirked before continuing, "As I was saying Sunshine," he said, still calling you by the obnoxious name, "I don't have your ring, just get over it already."

You knew he had it, and you were dying on that hill, "Fine, then two can play that game," you said about to leave, "I hope you know one day I'm going to kill you, and I am going to enjoy it," you threatened before disappearing via shadow travel.

Luke just shook his head. He knew you would probably follow through with that promise, but he wanted to see what you would do first. For now he had to make sure you never found the ring he stole from you.

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[mmun3on]

Motion sickness, e.m x fem!reder

Summary: eddie and you drift apart after the attack on Hawkins, you end up leaving, a year after what will happen when you come back into town but only for a couple days. And he wasn’t told.

pparently I wrote this while vodka drunk alone in my room, so sorry it’s not the best be warned.

warnings: course language, mentions of drugs, use of y/n, she/her, reader has the nickname priss, switches between povs, mentions of sexually explicit activity’s, slightly proof read.

MDNI18+

─── † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † ─── † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † ─── † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † ───

ever since the attack on Hawkins last year no one has been the same. especially Eddie.

“PLEASE Dustin we have to go please” you shout at him as you watch eddie cut down the only remaining thing connecting the upside to your own Hawkins, your escape, Dustin looks at you with tears welling in his eyes before looking back up through the portal to eddie

“Eddie please stop stop stop please” Dustin shouts to him but eddie continues, moving the mattress you used 30 minutes ago to get into the upside down, he grabs his makeshift shield from where it is nestled on his back

“Eddie what are you doing” you shout to him through sobs

He looks up at you with his signature smirk, that damn smirk that drew you into a long road of friendship in junior year

“I’m buying more time” he says his smirk growing wider before he walks off out of his vine infested trailer

“Fuck this” you say grabbing a nearby chair pulling it over to the middle of the portal you stand on it bracing yourself for the jump

“Y/n what are you doing stop” dustin shouts at you you look down at the boy who in other circumstances you would’ve laughed at the ridiculous costume he was in

“I’m not losing eddie, he…just because he wanted to be a hero I love him Dustin I can’t” you say tears running down your face

you jump.

you hear a snap.

a scream from the other side.

a crash landing.

your head goes dizzy as you try to lift yourself up on your legs, you realise the snap you heard must’ve been your leg as you fell,

“Are you okay” Dustin shouts you look up to nod at him

“I’m okay I’m okay” you say shakily “are you coming” you ask Dustin.

that is how you and dustin end up running over to Eddie’s ripped up body as the demo-bats fall all around you “Eddie” you shout running up to him, you lift him up so you can hold his head in your hands resting it on your lap, his face is bloody his skin it torn open “oh eddie” you sigh as he looks up at you “hay there priss” he says with a smile, priss was a nickname you had acquired from him when he met you in jourin year hanging out with Steve Harrington and Nancy wheeler “Eddie why did you do this” Dustin says to him with a shake of his head “I didn’t run away this time right” he says as his throat gets clogged up with something, making him sound all sniffley, “Eddie come on don’t leave me we just gotta get you to a hospital okay your gonna be fine” you say as your tears start to fall onto his face “aww cmon sweetheart don’t you go crying over little old me” he teases “Eddie stop get up right now” you demand him. “Just give me a second okay one second” he says as his eyes start to drift shut “no no Eddie stay with me stay with me eddie, DUSTIN HELP ME LIFT HIM” you yell and he comes rushing down to his legs “lift on 3.” You day as Eddie’s eyes close fully and his chest stops rising and falling “Eddie cmon I love you don’t leave me yet there’s so much to do, you have to graduate and , you haven’t even kissed me yet you idiot” you say to him as you and dustin attempt to lift his dead weight all the way back into the trailer

“I love you”

that’s the last thing eddie remembers hearing before he woke up in the hospital, you sitting right beside him.

─── † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † ─── † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † ─── † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † ───

Eddie shoots up in his bed, sweat dripping out of all pores he has, chest rising and falling heavily, he has had that dream mostly every night since the day you left. Dustin had told him the story of what happened one night after a DnD game, he keeps seeing you in his head, I love you. I love you. I love you. Plays over and over in his head, his chest starts to get slower he wipes his forehead the sweat coming off it,

5:30am, he looks over to his alarm clock he groans as he swings his legs over the side of his squeaky bed, he’s gonna be up in an hour to leave for work, he runs his hands over his face and up through his messy hair, you always used to trim it for him, let’s just say it hasn’t seen a trim in a good while.

he gets up out of bed and scuffles to the bathroom yawning as he walks, he jumps in the shower the cold water running down his back waking him out, he washes, gets out, and puts on his oli stained overalls over his white tank top before walking to the kitchen to make himself a peice of brunt toast and a disgusting coffee, you always used to cook him breakfast when you’d stay the night after smoking to much or watching to many movies together so you’d fall asleep wit your head on his lap or resting on shoulder, he’d never tell you but he’d always put on one last movie to get you to fall asleep on him.

He gets in the same old shitty van he got when he got his license, the van youd always…he shakes his head to get the thoughts of you out of his head, he pulls into doughs mechanics, an old looking car garage with some tools, the car eddie is currently working on and some other loose bits and bobs thrown around,

“Morning dough” he shouts into the back office with a smile, dough had taken him in when he needed it most. Eddie walks over to continue on the car, counting down the hours he could go on lunch.

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you sigh into the payphone “I know Nancy, I know” you say trying to sound as little as annoyed as possible

“You can stay here!! my mum misses you so much and so do I, we all do” she says excitedly down the phone her voice coming out staticly “are you sure i would hate to intrude” you say

“Yes please I’m sure” she begs you

“Okay okay” you chuckle “does uh anyone know I’m coming…or like have you told anyone” you ask her awkwardly

“I haven’t told anyone except Robin cause she busted my ass about it for days, you know how she is” she says you both laugh “okay well do you think we could keep it a secret I’m only stopping in to see hopper, I’m not there to stay” you wy loud and clear she chucheks

“Sure y/n I won’t tell Eddie.” She laughs you roll your eyes

“shut up nance”

“Bye, y/nnnnn” she drags out you can hear her smile come though as she speaks

“Bye nancyyyyyyyyy” you do it back to her before you take the phone down onto the receiver with a click

you didn’t wanna do this, you never wanted to come back to Hawkins but after you heard hopper was actually alive from some government shit you aren’t really sure you stopped keeping track when you left, that man was like a father to all you kids, you thought you had to come back and say hi, you didn’t wanna see anyone, especially eddie.

you shake your head and jump back into your car to continue, you have about 3 hours drive left and it’s 8:30am. you hope to get there around lunch time, uou put your sunglasses on turn your mixtape roll the window down, and put your foot on the gas, driving into Hawkins your home, the home you left.

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“Hay Ed’s you can go on your break” dough yells out to him eddie comes up from underneath the car wiping grese on his forehead and overall

“Thanks dough, be back soon guys” he says to the rest of the guys in shop before walking out of the garage and to his car, he needs to go to the store to buy some more cigarettes a special kind of tape and some sort of fast easy food to make for dinner, he gets into his van, takes his hair down, plays his mix tape, rolls the window down and syarts to drive to the store. It’s not to far from the shop just about 5 minutes, it’s 11:45 so he’s got an hour till he has to be back

he taps on the steering wheel along to Metallica as he pulls into a car spot, he sees a car drive that you once drove well your parents did but you would steel it to sneak to his house, he watches the car as it drives past he shrugs it off, you left. It’s not your car.

he walks into the convince store and sees Joyce working the register, they came back to Hawkins after all the stuff that went down will el and some girl back in los angles, they don’t really talk about it,

“Hay Mrs.wheerler” he says with a bow as he walks past the register “hay eddie you on your lunch break sweetie” she asks with a smile on her face “yes ma’am how was your morning” he asks as he looks through the microwave food section “it was alright will mike and Dustin were being crazy as usual” she says with a smile, he laughs as he grabs a tin of microwave spaghetti and walks over to the register “ahh yes those crazy kids will drive you mad if you let them” he jokes as they both laugh, “hand me a pack of those camels too please” he asks as she scans the both of them, they say their goodbyes as he walks out of the store and down th street to family video, the bell on the door rings as he steps in, he can hear the sound of Robin and steve bickering about god knows what, that’s comforting as that if the state they are normally found in, he laughs as Steve turns to him his eyes go wide “oh uh hi Eddie” he stumbles out awkwardly causing Robin to elbow him in the side

“Eddie what are you doing here aren’t you meant to be I don’t know Iike working” robin says raising her eyebrows, eddie furrows his own eyebrows “I’m on my lunch break and came to get a tape, what’s up with you too your being more weird then normal” he asks as he leans his elbows on the desk they are stood behind “no no we are good, Steve is just, been smoking to much weed” she says sounding unsure even if her own words eddie nods “freaks” he laughs out as he walks into the adult section of the store, eddie knows it’s gross to do this but he can’t help it he hasn’t had any interest in anyone real since well…you, but he lost that chance plus jerking it to the thought of you every night alone in bed might even be more gross then watching this shit

that’s how he thinks of it anyways as he picks a tape off the shelf with a women on the front, no it doesn’t look like you, that’s just a coincidence, she’s got her legs spread with no shirt of but a blakeny covering her core and her hands covering her tits, he shrugs settling for it before walking back out of the curtain and tonthe front again, he sees Robin smacking Steve again “why are you being weird act natural he’s not supposed to know” she mutters Eddie’s ears spike up at that, who’s not meant to know what?

“I know but I couldn’t help it, he should know that she is bac-” he is cut off but eddie jumping in

“Who’s not meant to know what” he asks casually they both jump and look at him their faces scream of someone who’s been caught with their hand in the cookie jar Robin chuckles

“I don’t know what your talking about” she says quickly eddie raises his eyebrows “rightttt”he says unconvincingly, Steve grabs the tape from under his arm “oo dude really, again” he teases “shut up Harrington I’m going through a dry spell” he says putting his head down in fake shame,

“Ew” Robin whispers before walking away to stack something behind the counter

Steve laughs “yeah I wonder why” he rolls his eyes eddie looks back up at him confused “what do you mean” Eddie says with a dry chuckle

“I mean…I’ve only ever seen you been interested in one person before” Steve says scanning the item, making a beep sound “and who would that be big boy” Eddie says teasingly Steve grabs a bag placing the tape into it

“You know who I mean, it was her.” He says plainly eddie rolls his eyes

“Yeah well, look how that turned out, plus that’s not even true” Eddie reaches to take the bag “we were friends, just friends” he finishes

“Sure Eddie that’s why she saved your life” he jokes with a wink eddie rolls his eyes

“Thanks for the tape Steveie” Eddie says as he turns his back

“Yeah enjoy your hand tonight lonely boy” he yells back as eddie exits out the door, he’s to busy laughing to even see a person in front of him

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you drive into the familiar street of Hawkins Center, it’s got the shops, the restaurants the bars, well the ones you take your family too not the kind of bars where they have live rock bands on a ….. night, you drive around down the long lines of different shops, the cars in the parking spaces take up room, you wanted to stop into the shop and get some groceries and a preset for Nancy, Mike, hopper, el, and mrs& mr wheerler, you drive down the street trying to find a park when you suddenly see a van up ahead of you that looks exactly look a van you spent so many days and nights in, so many hours spent, years spent, in that van, it pulls into a parking spot you watch it for a moment, it couldn’t possibly be him, he probably sold it for money or something, let’s of people have vans you shake your head to rid the thoughts of him that continue to plague your mind, just like they have since u met him, you end up finally finding a park near enough to the shop, you go to the glove box to pull out a pack of smokes, a habit eddie got you into, sometimes you smoke just to smell the smell that would linger on eddie when you were younger, you go to grad the pack but a photo falls out of the glove box and onto the floor, the back is labeled

1986 march, rockstar xx

You furrow your eyebrows and pick up the old Polaroid photo, you turn it over and your eyes are instantly shut with the photo you see, it’s a back and white photo of eddie with his gituar you are next to him your elbow resting on his shoulder, him towering over you in height, he always had to lean down to hear you in loud crowds, you are pulling a fake bored face but you can see the smile you are trying to conceal while he is sideiying you with a tight liped smile, also trying to conceal the happiness on his face, it was after a show at the hideout, you would always tag along to the shows, he was always a natural, you don’t even realise your crying until a tear slips into the photo your holding you flitch, you continusily blink away the tears and shove the photo back I where it came from, you light your smoke and hop out of the car beginning the walk to the grocery store, you wonder if Joyce is working there again after getting back for America

Turns out she is working there, you walk in and see her, her face lightens up at seeing you, running over to you and enclousing you in a tight hug “y/n what are you doing here honey” she says excitedly you chuckle “just visiting I’m here to see hopper are el” you say Joyce pulls away from the hug and looks at you, “aww they would love that, you look beautiful you look like a grown up” she jokes, you laugh at the fact it’s only been a year “so you have somewhere to stay I know the boys would love to see you” she asks you with a smile you nod “I’m actually staying with Nancy she’s kinda the only one who knows I’m back wellaprrt from you and robin” you explain to the woman she nods “well it’s so good to see you what brings you in today” Joyce asks with a bright smile you could place in so many memories of your younger years, you smile back “looking for just you know groceries and some gifts for some people I plan to visit” you say she nods “how long are you here for”

you look to the floor “only a couple of days” you shrug she sighs “that’s okay sweetie we are just happy to see ya at all” she says in a soft voice “thank you Joyce, you’ve always been so kind” pulling her into another hug you hold it for a while just appreciateing the feeling of comfort and familiarity it brings you, after a couple minutes you scoured the shelf’s for some gifts picking up little trinkets and such, you walk over to the microwave food section looking at the options, you sigh at the bleak options but your eyes land on the shitty spaghetti in a tin, it is so familiar, the smell of it filling Eddie’s Trailer as you danced around the kitchen together or smoked on the couch or just the days where Wayne would make you guys eat something other then just sitting in bed together all night, you smile lightly as you grab it and put it into your basket before walking to the cash register

Joyce scans all your items “on the house” she says as you reach out to pay “Joyce no.” You say sternly she tuts “on the house kiddo” she says with a wink you sigh with a smile “your to kind to my Joyce” you says putting the money back into your wallet “get outta here kiddo you got people waiting” she says with a smile you smile back “thank you Joyce, for everything”

You walk out of the shop your bag of groceries in hand, you start to walk to family video, thinking you and nacy could have a movie night like old times, you continue walking as you reach into your handbag to pick out a smoke and your lighter, you are walking and don’t even see the person in front of you before your shoulder is being knocked, the bag of groceries falling to the pavement below. you hear another loud click of other things falling on the ground you grunt in pain as you stumble back

“Shit” you say loudly “im so sorry” you say immediately bending down to pick the stuff up off the floor not making eye contact or looking at the person infront of you out of pure embarrassment

“No no don’t be it was my fault I wasn’t looking, are you okay” you hear the voice above you say softly walk bending down to pick things up, you stop in your tracks.

You know that voice, it’s him. it’s your eddie.

you look up seeing the mop of hair on the man’s head, yep definitely eddie.

you stutter out a string of nosieswjilw trying to find something to say

“Eddie…?” You mutter quitly

you watch him freeze infront of you.

He looks up and tou make eye contact with the man who broke your heart in 1986.

his eyes go wide “y/n” he breathe out in shock, you rush to stand up, holding all the things now in your hand, “i have to go” you say quickly starting to turnaround, you feel a grip on your wrist “wait y/n please just wait” he begs, you close your eyes you know you will all into his mhm you always have, your a bag craight in his spider web no matter how hard you try to squirm your way out of it, he consumes you, he eats you alive until your a shell of what you were before you met him, the worst part is that you let him, you want him to. you always have and it’s clear apart of you always will as you let yourself stop to turnaround to face him once again.

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Is this another dream, am I dreaming, am i dead, is this some alternate universe again, all these thoughts swam Eddie’s head as he sees your frame infront of him.

my day was normal it was fine, the continus loop of the life i live was going great until I had to go to that store had to leave at that time, had to do all the things i did so that we would both end up here at the same time, until i bumped into her. Eddie thinks this as he watches you slowly turn around, he is shitting himself thinking this is a dream “is this a dream” he mutters out to himself

“Hi eddie” she says to me and i look her in her eyes and I know right then I’m not dreaming. all the feelings of our past. The long nights the dreams we shared the love we had for eachother, the love he had for you that was much deeper then you could’ve known, the day you left, the way his heart broke after you told him you were leaving as he dropped you home watching you cry as he saw your face for the last time, it all hits him like a bus as he looks into your eyes.

“Hi y/n” i say Back in a low voice it’s silent for a monent both of us unclear of what to say to eachother “why are you back” i ask her, it may have come out a bit more aggressive then i meant it too she rolls her eyes at me, some things never change, “I’m just visiting eddie” she says blankly with no emotion i nod “oh what’s so important that’s got you back after you left us all” i say,

okay yes I’m letting my emotions effect me but she deserves it she left not me.

she chuckles dryly “seeing hopper” Is all she says to me “seems like he’s important to you, wouldn’t of guessed it by the way you acted you know leaving people when things get tough and all” i quip at her, her jaw clenchs and she blinks heavily “Eddie stop it” she demands but my days of listing to her are over.

“No y/n you left. and you don’t get to show up here like nothing happened or like you can just put up into our life’s when you feel like it after breaking us, we all needed you i needed you i…” he cuts himself off, he clears his throat “we loved you, and we weren’t enough for you this wasn’t enough for you so why is it now huh” Eddie snaps at you.

you stand back in shock looking at the man infront of you, his hairs gotten longer he needs a hair cut.

“Eddie I wasn’t even meant to see anyone else except them okay trust me I didn’t want this” I say back sternly “oh trust me I know you didn’t want this” he says immediately as he raises his finger to gesture back and frouth between the two of you, “Eddie please stop” she asks me in a soft voice

“no. It’s been a year and you still haven’t even rolls me why you left hm why you ask fed me and this town why you left when I needed you after everything we had been through after saving my goddamn life you up and left why.” I say rasing my voice at her

I’ve never done that before she shakes her head at me “I left eddie because I fucking loved you. I loved you since the day in junior year when you let me use you let me use your stupid pen in class then didn’t stop bothering me and Nancy the rest of the day, I loved you when I wasn’t supposed to, and I loved you when I watched you basically commit suicide by going back there the night, I loved you when I dragged your dead body in my arms and I loved you when you never loved me back, and almost losing you made me realise I had to move on, seeing you in Hospital after that made me realise that I can’t wait all my life for you to love me. I couldn’t back then and I can’t now. I left because you almost died my best friend who I was in love with died. and I couldn’t bear the fact the after the accident he might not have come back as himself so yeah I left call me a coward hate me for the rest of you life if that’s what you want to do, but eddie it was because I love you.”

She spills her guts to him on the middle of a public pathway, tears threatening to spill out of her eyes, she tell me everything but all I can hear is

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I freeze looking at her tears threaten to spill out of my own eyes “y/n what..” I say in shock “that’s why I didn’t tell you” she says to me sadly

“I wish you didn’t leave” Eddie says, “I wish you didn’t leave because I never got the chance to tell you that I loved you. I loved you the first day or junior year when you walked into class with Nancy in your pink sweater and the front of you hair clipped behind your head, when you walked past me for a second and smiled at me, that was 3 weeks before the pen thing I have loved you since the first time I saw you, literally, and I didn’t tell you because I was scared and then when I was going to tell you I was being framed for a murder and found out I could die at any second after that, so yeah god forbid I didn’t wanna die after saying I love you, then I wouldn’t get to hold your hand down the street, I wouldn’t get to cuddle you on movies not in a romantic way, I wouldn’t get to make love to you, I wouldn’t get to spend the rest of my life with you, I went back in there to save you. I heard the others talking that night about how you were next if it didn’t work with max. he was coming after you. I went in to save you. Because I love you and then you left before I even got out of hospital”

I spill my guts to her aswell, fuck it shes only visiting what’s the worse that could happen, “ you were my best friend y/n, my best friend.” I say plainly to her with a tear streaming down my face

“and you were mine” she says looking at me “you still are mine there’s not a day where I don’t think about you eddie, you consume me.” She continues

“I never stopped loving you even if it’s to late now even if I leave again, I still love you.” She says crying even harder now

“I think about you too I dream of you, and that night every night since you left, I still love you even if you leave again” I say back to her

we are both crying on the public sidewalk, we look crazy. She doesn’t say anything else before she runs up and hugs me, the sent of her perfume surronds me just like it did those years ago, her embrace feels like coming home after a long time away, she is home, I. Hug her back even tighter not wanting to let her go again

“I love you” I say first

“and I love you” she says against my chest.

I pull her away. “Don’t leave this time please just try it out with me, even if it doesn’t work I still miss my bestfriend, we all do” I beg her she shakes her head

“Eddie I have no where to stay” she says to me sadly I smile at her “stay with us, Wayne would love to see you again, I’ve got a job I’m making stable money, stay.” I say holding her hands in mine, she laughs at me

“Eddie Munson you are just as crazy as I remeber” she says with a smile, I grin back at her a wide smile that I haven’t felt since she left. Before I can say anything she’s pulling me into a kiss, her lips are on my and I think I pass out, this is all I’ve wanted forever, she’s all I’ve wanted. I kiss her back passionately like she might disappear again if I stop, she’s so soft she’s perfect, she’s mine. We reluctantly pull away from eachother with smiles and cheeks covered in blush,

“You smell like gasoline” she whispers, we Both Start to laugh as I nod again

“yes I’m technically overtime on my lunch right now” I say raising my eyebrows her eyes widen “Eddie what go now hurry” she says with her eyebrows furrowed “well I would but I have to ask you something” I say to her she nods as a sign of me to confines “what are you doing later today” she blushes. “Seeing hopper after this then nothing I’m staying with Nancy” I explain to him “perfect I know the address hang out with me again just like we used to?” He asks you with a soft look in his eyes, you smile with a nod

“Sounds like a plan” you say

“Sounds good” he pauses “priss”

you both chuckle “get to work mr. I’m making stable money” you mock him he rolls his eyes as lifts his hands up to his chest “ you wound me, okay see you tonight” he double checks you nod “bye eddie” you say the same words you said the day you left, “see you later priss” he says walking off

you are so happy you nearly register you are still holding all your crocuses you looki down to check you have everything when you realise you are holding a tape but it is definitely not your tape, you roll your eye at the nude lady on the cover, eddie.

“Eddie” you tell our to him from down the street he looks back at you confused “you forgot something” you say back he comes jogging over to you, you hold out the tape with your eyebrows raised.

“your Precious tape sir” you tease he looks down and laughs “what can I see been on a dry spell” he jokes “your disgusting as ever” you say your eyes squinting in disgust “c’mon priss you know a guys gotta have his ways, and my way has been gone for over a year so forgive me for needing help” he teases as he grabs it from you, you blush like crazy as you grasp what he’s saying “freak” you say with a smile “some things never change” he winks at you

You say your goodbyes, again, and as you walk back to your ca you start to feel like maybe this was for this best, your also thinking get to nancys now. you have nothing to wear tonight.

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Hey everyone back on another episode of why the fuck is my mother like this?