#I think hearing you say ‘holy shit good girl good fucking girl’ under your breath

[rosicheeks]

consider: me panting and moaning needily above you, softly petting your hair as i cum in your mouth, whispering “holy shit, good girl, good fucking girl~” under my breath~ 👀💖

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[slut4hee]

Red Lights

{Paring: Rockstar Sim Jaeyun x Groupie Fem! Reader

{Genre: smut, electric guitarist jake, 18+ so (mdni).

{Synopsis: Nightclubs, rock bands, and crowds of people has never been your thing, but it’s something about the Australian electric guitarist that keeps you running back for more. Finally after stepping out of your shell, you find yourself doing anything in your will to be noticed by Jake Sim, aka the lead guitarist of the band Red Lights.

{Warnings: explicit themes, hard dom jake, sub reader, reader has a thing for Jake’s aussie accent, jake has tattoos, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, ass spanking, pussy slapping, fingering, oral (m&f receiving), anal play , squirting, ass eating, nipple play, usage of handcuffs, fucking in a motel, lmk if I missed anything.

“Oh come on Y/n, please come. Just tonight please make an exception for your two best friends”. Nina and Bri, shouted at you through the phone, and begged you to go out with them tonight. You honestly didn’t feel like going out at all, you had just finished your finals, and all you wanted to do is eat a bunch of junk food and binge watch criminal minds.

“Guys I don’t know, I don’t think I’m really up for going out tonight, besides finals week has killed me I just rather stay inside tonight” Your best friends groaned over the phone, whining that you always come up with the same excuse every weekend, just for a reason to not leave the house. You would admit, you did feel a little guilty for always turning down your girls, but you vs big crowds of people just made the hairs on your neck stand up.

“But Y/n, this is one night you absolutely cannot miss, the 𝙍𝙚𝙙 𝙇𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 are in town for two days and this is our only chance to see them live!!” Nina squealed in excitement over the phone, you let a confused hum at the mention of the band Red Lights, you had no idea who they were.

“Who are the Red Lights?” You inquired.

“No! Y/n please tell you’re fucking joking right now” Nina gasped dramatically, at your oblivious of not knowing who the Red Lights are. You hear Bri burst into laughter over the phone, yelling at Nina saying “I told you she wouldn’t know who they were haha, drinks on you tonight sucka” Nina let out a fake cry before cursing under her breath

“Guys seriously who are the Red Lights?” You couldn’t help but be a little curious about who these people were, and how are they so popular, since they have your best friends begging on their knees for you to come to their show tonight.

“The Red Lights, are like THE rock band of all time. They sell out so many shows every year and they’re like hot asf you should definitely reconsider your decision Y/n” Bri said, the sound of her lips smacking coming through the line, indicating that she’s applying lip gloss to her lips.

“Here I’ll send you the poster, and the link to the show where you buy your tickets. If you’re still not up for it, then it’s all good, Me and Bri will just go and have the best times of our lives. Nina said, trying her hardest to persuade you, but not make it seem she was trying to persuade you at the same time.

Your phone dinged with the message from Nina, you clicked on it, opening the message. You gasped inaudible, as you took a good look at the poster, and holy shit your friends weren’t lying they are hot. The group consisted of 4 handsome men, Lee Heeseung the lead singer, Park Jongseong bass guitarist, Park Sunghoon drummer, and last but not least Sim Jaeyun electric lead guitarist.

You would admit, all of them were fine as hell, but there was one of the members that stood out to you the most. Sim Jaeyun, the lead guitarist, it was just something about his piercing gaze, and his striking facial features that intrigued you wildly. You could feel his intense aura radiating from the picture, and that’s how you found yourself agreeing to go out with your friends tonight all bc of Sim Jaeyun.

“Actually, you guys are right, i never get out of the house except for school and work so I think it’s time I do have some fun” you cringed at your own words, you couldn’t believe you were agreeing to going to a rock concert, at an underground club somewhere totally out of your comfort zone. You giggled at your friends cheering, and squealing in excitement, that you finally decided to go party with them.

“That’s my girl!! Don’t worry we going to have so much fun, plus you’re gonna love the Red Lights, their concerts are always a night to remember” Bri quoted, you honestly were a little excited, it was definitely something new and risky, and honestly you’ve been wanting to get out there a little bit more anyways but the fear of being judged raided your head like crazy.

“Great! Then it’s settled ladies, Y/n we’ll be there in 15, so don’t take forever and please for fuck sakes wear something that fits the occasion, not any of those Church girl dresses you wear all the time” Nina snorted, you rolled your eyes and sucked your teeth at the girl, it’s not your fault you weren’t too keen on showing off any skin and your curves.

You hung up the phone, and started to get ready. You searched through your closet, looking for something not too casual but something you would be comfortable with. You pondered and pondered, on what you should wear, and then it hit you, Bri had bought you a black mini dress for your birthday last year. You swiped through your hangers until you spotted the black piece, it was a little short but not too short, with a slit on the side and the top of it revealed a little bit of your cleavage.

You bit down on your bottom lip nervously, as you checked yourself out in the mirror. The dress hugged your curves tight, and your boobs sat up nicely. Before you could get any deeper into your thoughts, you heard a loud beeping of a car horn, indicating that Nina and Bri had arrived. You took one last look in the mirror, and took a deep breath, before grabbing your purse and walking out the door.

The wind of the cool night breeze, hit you instantly as you stepped outside, reminding you of the little amount of clothing you have on. You shivered a little, tugging the dress down, before walking over to Nina’s red Honda Accord. Your best friends gasped at the sight of you, it was such a rare occasion to see you dressed like this, and they were living for it.

“Holy fuck Y/n, you look hot as hell!” Bri and Nina screamed a little too loud for your liking, you gave them a playful glare and shushed them, reminding them you have neighbors and the least you want right now is a noise complaint.

“Sorry sorry, you just look so good girl! I knew you were hiding all that ass under those long granny skirts you wear all the time” Bri said, you rolled your eyes playfully at her before getting in the back seat.

“Buckle up ladies! It’s going to be a hell of a ride” Nina smirked, and giggled mischievously, before speeding off into the night. It was indeed going to be a hell of a ride….

꩜ .ᐟ

Finally you guys made it to the club, and the parking lot was full of cars, and the line was outrageous. You understand now why your friends made it very clear to get a vip ticket, for early entry and line cutting because if not you would’ve been standing out here like the rest of these people. The city was bustling, and the lights from the venue lit up the streets.

You could already feel yourself getting nervous and anxious, but you quickly reminded yourself you’re here to have fun, and not overthink and let your social anxiety get the best of you. All you needed, is a little alcohol in your system and you’ll be good to go, because there’s nothing like some good ole liquor courage. The bouncer scanned in you and your friends tickets, handing you guys your vip lanyards, as you guys made your way in skipping the long line.

As you stepped foot inside the club, you are immediately hit with a wave of heat, bodies packed together, the bass of the music blasting travels throughout the whole club, and the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke invades your nostrils. You made sure to stay very close to your friends, not wanting to take the risk of getting split up, that’s the least of your problems you need right now.

“I’ll be right back, I’m gonna go get us some drinks, you two find a good spot by the stage, as close as possible please” Nina shouted over the loud music, as she made her way over to the bar to grab the drinks. Bri pulled you by the arm, as you guys made your way through the crowd of bodies. You honestly don’t know, how you two managed to get pretty close to the stage, but here you guys were literally two rows away from being barricade.

Not long after Nina came back with the drinks, you immediately took your drink out of her hand, and downed most of it. If you were going to survive tonight, you needed to not be all the way there and just let loose.

Suddenly the whole club went dark, and the crowd erupted into screams. You could feel your heart racing, and your palms growing sweaty, as the lights flickered back but this time they were a dark red color.

The stage started to light up as well, and you could see the members coming up from under the stage. Bri screams in excitement, pulling on your arm hysterically. You giggled at her reaction, and you even let out a little scream yourself.

Finally, the sound of an electric guitar echoed throughout the crowd, and you felt the adrenaline rush coursing through your body. The spotlight came on, and there they were, you stared at them in awe and you wondered if this was all some fever dream.

They looked so unreal, visuals out of this world, and the intense energy they let off was like no other. Your eyes landed on Jaeyun, and boy oh boy did your heart skip a beat, he was far more handsome in person and just how you imagined him to be. On top of that, his confident and dark aura was so intimidating and all too addicting.

“What’s up everyone, We are Red Lights!” The lead singer Heeseung spoke, you couldn’t help but check him out, his facial features and orange hair standing out. But that was quickly interrupted, when the man you’ve been anticipating seeing all night, spoke as well.

“Are you guys ready to go fucking crazy!” He growled, you felt a shiver run down your spine, and a throbbing ache starting to form in your core. A fucking Australian accent?! You thought to yourself, as you craved for him to speak more, you were a sucker for accents and Jake’s happen to be your new favorite.

As the show went on, you found yourself really enjoying their music, but you were enjoying Jaeyun way more. It was the way he played his electric guitar so passionately, and his stage performance was amazing, it was like he was born for this. There were times, you and him would lock eyes in the crowd, and it never failed to get your heart beating fast and your panties getting wetter by the minute.

Sadly the show had came to an end, and you couldn’t help but feel disappointed. You see why Bri said their concerts are a night to remember, and you would definitely remember this night. You genuinely had a great time, the Red Lights really know how to put on a show, and you already made up your mind that you will definitely be coming to tomorrow night’s show.

“Wow that was amazing wasn’t it” Nina shouted, slurring her words just a little, she was always kind of a light weight when it came to drinking, not taking much for her to feel the buzz of the alcohol.

“Sooo… How’d you like show, and what do you think of the Red Lights Y/nnie?” Bri inquired, holding up Nina by her arm, as the drunk girl wobbled and said incoherent words only she could understand.

“Honestly… I really enjoyed it, I mean their music is actually really good. You know, I was expecting it to be like the type of rock music, where all they do is scream” Bri chucked at your words, playfully pushing your shoulder.

“So, does that mean you’re on for tomorrow night’s show?” Bri winked at you. Of course you were going, and hopefully this time you could catch a certain someone’s eye, that certain someone being Mr sexy electric guitarist.

“Actually yeah, I do think I would like to come again” you nodded, Bri clapped her hands in excitement, and Nina jumped up and down, cheering in her drunk state. You couldn’t wait for tomorrow night!!

꩜ .ᐟ

“But Sir, you clearly stated you wanted a white chocolate mocha latte, with a double shot of expresso when you ordered” You said in your most friendliest tone, trying to keep your composure. These were the days, you really hated your job, and wanted nothing more than to throw in the towel but unfortunately you aren’t rich so you have to work for your money.

“No Miss! I clearly said I wanted a white chocolate mocha latte, and a double shot of an expresso on the side. Is this like your first day or something. The older guy raised his voice, and laughed sarcastically at you. You gripped the edges of the counter, taking a deep breath, before putting on a fake smile.

“Well my apologies sir, but you weren’t very specific with your order” You replied, you honestly wanted to scream and pull your hair out, why did you always get the grumpy old people who haven’t had their AM coffee yet.

“Are you calling me a dummy! Wow that’s so unprofessional on your behalf, young lady I demand to speak to your manager right this instant” The older gentleman complained, pointing his finger at you. At this point you were fuming with frustration, as you took a step back, to regain control over your emotions.

Luckily your manager came quickly, and took over the situation, and of course the guy changed his attitude quickly when a male was now present, fucking misogynist you thought to yourself. The doors to the coffee shop swung opened and two tall gentleman walked through them. Both had on mask covering their faces, and dressed in all black attire.

You don’t know why, you suddenly got the feeling that you knew them from somewhere, but you quickly shook that feeling off, greeting them and taking their order.

“Hello! What can I get started for you two” You said politely, while typing in your employee number on the register.

“What do you recommend, it’s my first time coming here” the gentleman with the black fluffy hair spoke up, your hands froze mid typing, and you looked up at him real fast. Why did his voice sound so familiar to you, almost identical to the male’s voice you’ve been daydreaming about at work all day.

“Umm w-well, we’re well known for our cappuccinos and lattes, but we also have really good teas” you stuttered, your heart starting to beat fast out your chest. The two guys looked at each other and you could tell from their eyes, that they were smirking.

“Well how about you, what’s your favorite?” the other guy replied, he was clad in a black hoodie, with red flames on it, but what you also noticed about him was his eyes. They resembled Heeseung’s eyes from Red Lights. You told yourself to snap out of it, and get a grip. There’s absolutely no way THE Lee Heeseung, and THE Sim Jaeyun, were standing right in front of you right now, asking about your go to coffee drink.

But they were….

“Umm well I’m pretty basic, I just usually get a latte or an Iced americano” You nodded, and they both nodded their head in agreement, chuckling softly before the one with the leather jacket pulled out his credit card.

“Alright, we’ll take two Americanos please” the one with the leather jacket said, handing you his card. When you went to grab it, you suddenly stopped, and looked at the rings on his finger. At this point, you knew for sure you weren’t imagining things, the rings he had on his fingers were the exact same ones Jake had on last night at the show

Yes, you were staring that hard….

“Something wrong princess?” He chucked softly, you couldn’t find your words, they were stuck in your throat, as you struggled to speak. That’s when the other gentleman leaned in, and whispered something into his ear. His eyes widened a little, but quickly turned relaxed and was replaced with a more playful expression.

“Ahhh I see, you know who we are don’t you?” He leaned against the counter. Your breath hitched at the semi close proximity, swallowing hard before replying.

“Y-yes, but I won’t make a scene I promise, I really like you guys music a lot” You were a nervous wreck, tripping over your words, and fiddling with your fingers. They both kept giggling and looking at each other.

“Haha thanks, did you come to our show last night?” Heeseung asked, you shook your head yes eagerly, then cringing at yourself for coming off so desperate. Jake finally pulled down his mask some, showing you half of his face. You melted on the spot, butterflies erupting in your stomach.

“May I ask who’s your favorite, and will you be coming to our show tonight pretty” Jake said, smirking and biting his lips. You felt your knees go weak, and suddenly the air became hot, and you struggled to breathe correctly

Did he really just call you pretty?!

“W-well, I uh- well um, I really like you Jaeyun, you’re like so amazing” You slapped your hands over your mouth and widened your eyes, you didn’t mean to sound like a desperate fangirl, but him staring deep into your eyes had your brain malfunctioning.

“Oh really, is that so? Very cute” He smirked, before putting his card back in his wallet. You quickly made their drinks, almost fucking up in the process, because you could feel them staring a hole into you. You finished making their drinks and handed it to them.

“Here you are, please enjoy” You tried your best to sound confident. They both thanked you, but suddenly Jake grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles and you looked at him in shocked, as they grabbed their drinks.

“See you at the show tonight Y/n” Jake spoke one last time, before they walked out the doors of the coffee shop. You stood there, still in shock, as you stared at spot on your hand where Jake kissed. You couldn’t wait to tell Nina and Bri.

꩜ .ᐟ

The night came fast, and you were currently standing in front of Bri’s bathroom mirror, applying your makeup. You’ve decided, you really want to go all out, in hopes of gaining Jake’s attention. You went to the mall when you got off work, and picked out a black corset top, and a black mini skirt to go with it.

“I can’t believe you met them like face to face, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK” Nina’s said, her loud obnoxious voice making you laugh. You honestly still couldn’t believe it yourself.

“Yeah seriously Y/n, you don’t know how many girls will kill to be you right now!!” Bri singed, touching up her curls. You honestly did feel a little on top of the world right about now.

“Not only that, Jake fucking kissed your hand, he’s definitely into you girl” Nina wigged her brows, nudging you in the shoulder.

“Oh come on, a guy like him into me? He probably just enjoys seeing girls losing their shit over him” You didn’t wanna gas yourself up, only to get disappointed in the end. Jake was so out of your league, and had plenty of girls in line waiting to have a piece of him. There’s no way he would waste his time on a girl like you.

Little did you know….

Jake’s Pov

Jake knew when he first spotted you in the audience, he had to have you. You were the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen, and not only that he could tell you weren’t used to coming to concerts or let alone clubs, just by the way you looked around like a lost puppy. He could feel, the innocence and curiosity, radiating from your body all the way in the crowd and he never felt so addicted in his life.

He wanted to swallow you whole, drain you of your innocence, and show you a whole new world out there. He couldn’t lie and say, he wasn’t taken aback, when he walked into the coffee shop and you were right there in all your glory looking gorgeous as ever. It took every thing in him, not to sweep you off your feet right then and there, and have his way with you.

But nah, he couldn’t make it that easy, he wanted to play with you first, get you all desperate for him which was never a challenge for him when it came to women. Jake knew he was good looking, and how easy it was to have any girl he wanted, so he used it to his advantage. But what Jake couldn’t quite grasp, is why did it feel different this time? Why does it feel like he’s genuinely into you.

Jake was always excited when it came time to perform, I mean why wouldn’t he? He loves what he does, and music is his passion. But in the back of his head, he’s a little extra giddy knowing that you’re going to be somewhere in the audience watching him, he hopes you keep your word and show up tonight. I mean, how else is gonna make his move on you, and get you in the bed tonight.

Jake was determined to have you screaming out his name tonight, and little did he know you were feeling the same way….

꩜ .ᐟ

When you and your girls pulled up to the venue, you instantly felt Deja vu, just this time you weren’t as nervous like before and you felt lighter, and more confident. You stepped out of the car, the cool night breeze welcoming you, as you guys made your way through the line of people. Just like yesterday night, it was packed like crazy, but vip ticket again hello.

You guys rushed in, not even bothering to get drinks, as the plan was to get barricade tonight and to your surprise the goal was achieved. You and your friends couldn’t help but feel giddy, boasting over being front row.

Not long after, the lights turned off and came back on, to the signature dark red lights. The crowd roars, and the energy is up instantly. The adrenaline rush, courses through your body, a lot more stronger since you’re in front of the stage. The members came up from under the stage, and you immediately start looking for Jaeyun.

You finally spot him, and what are the odds, he just happens to be on your side. Just like before, you stare at him awe, so fascinated by his godly presence. You locked eyes with him, and this time he winked at you and smirked, Nina also saw the interaction turning around and hyping you up.

As the show went on, you noticed that you had Jake’s attention, when you would look at him, he was already staring at you. And even this time, they went out into the crowd, and he made sure he passed by your section to hold your hand. When the show was coming to an end, and they were saying their goodbyes, Jake’s eyes remained on you, and you felt so small and imitated under his gaze.

The show ended, and you and your friends were getting ready to head out, but suddenly a gentleman with a mask and tattoos on his arms stopped you guys. Bri being the brave one in the friend group, she immediately was ready to tell the guy off, until the guy quickly spoke up introducing himself.

“My apologies for startling you ladies, but could you spare some of your time?” The guy asked, you all looked at each skeptically, before shrugging your shoulders.

“Sure what’s this concerning, you wanna buy us a drink or something?” Nina said confidently, never missing the chance to flirt with a hot guy. You and Bri looked at each other, and shook your heads.

“Haha I mean, I wouldn’t mind buying a pretty girl like you a drink at all. But actually I’m the manger of Red Lights, and I actually got word from the boys that they would like to meet you ladies backstage” Your eyes widened at his words, and you turned around and looked at your friends in shocked. You guys couldn’t believe this was happening, you couldn’t believe this was happening.

“Like to meet them backstage?” You inquired, the guy nodded his head and said to follow him. You guys followed him to a back room, where it was labeled staff only and he opened the door and the members were all hanging out in there. You and your friends walked in, the atmosphere feeling heavy and awkward.

“Look who made it! Welcome beautiful ladies, come have a seat” Jongseong said, pointing at the space left on the couches. Nina sat by Sunghoon, Bri sat in between Jay and Heeseung, and then of course you had no other choice but to sit by Jaeyun. He patted the space next to him and you hesitantly took a seat.

“We meet again princess, see you couldn’t stay away” Jake said, looking at you with that look, that makes you wanna serve him like he’s your master. You swallowed down your nerves, before replying.

“Why would i, I mean you really know how to make a good impression Jake” You said confidently, flirtatious in your tone. Jake bit his lip, a habit you noticed he does a lot. He leaned in closer to you, stretching his arm around your shoulder, and whispered in your ear “Call me Jaeyun pretty girl” you almost moaned out loud.

His accent was the sexiest thing you ever heard in your life, voice smooth like honey, and the scent of his cologne invaded your nostrils. You wanted him so bad, never mind, you needed him so bad.

And that’s exactly how you ended up, messily kissing Jake, as the elevator moves up the floors. It dinged on the floor Jake’s room was on, and you both stumbled out the elevator, giggling and kissing each other like crazy.

Jake fumbled with the card, as he tried to put it into the slot, he was so fucking horny he could hardly think straight. You decided to help him out, giggling and inserting the card into the slot, and finally the light turned green and the door was unlocked.

Before you guys could get fully into the room, you were pulling Jake back into a heated kiss, pulling on the collar of shirt and rubbing your hands down his abs.

“Someone’s eager aren’t we?” He smirked, grabbing a handful of your ass, then landing a harsh smack to it. You moaned shamelessly, pussy soaking your panties already. You had been wet since the concert, and you really needed him to do something about it.

“Please, i need you Jaeyun I can’t take it anymore” You begged, grinding your pussy onto the fabric of his jeans. Jake groaned, his cock now throbbing in his jeans, fuck you were so perfect, he loved when a woman is desperate for him.

“Fuck baby, shit take off your clothes, i wanna see that sexy body of yours. But do it nice and slowly for me, i wanna appreciate every inch of you” He bit his lip, taking a seat on the bed.

You didn’t even have to be told twice, you started to slowly strip out of your clothes, swaying your hips slowly as you eased out of your thong and unhooked your bra.

Jake could’ve cummed in his pants at the sinful sight of you, you were truly a masterpiece, a body of a goddess.

“I want you to crawl to me slut, show me how bad you want this” You obeyed his command, dropping down to your knees, as you crawled to him, slowly and seductively. His gaze was intense, lust and desire, written all over his face. Your pussy is dripping wet, and your arousal is leaking down your thighs.

“Gonna show me what that pretty little mouth does huh? Be a good little girl and let Jaeyun fuck your mouth” You looked up at him with your big doe eyes, and nodded eagerly, you didn’t even care how shameless you looked anymore you wanted his cock.

He spread his legs open for you, as you started to unbuckle his belt, and he lifted his bottom up so you could take off his jeans and boxers. His cock sprang free, hard as a rock, and the tip red and leaking with precum. Your mouth watered at the sight of his big cock, it was long and thick, with veins running down the sides of it

“Fuck your cock is so huge, I don’t think it will fit all in my mouth” you moaned, pumping his cock, and smearing the precum off the head of his cock.

“That’s okay sweetheart, just take as much as you can, come on make me feel good” he grunted, hips bucking up desperately. You licked on his wet tip a little, teasing him before taking him into your mouth, sucking slowly. He threw his head back, exposing his perfectly sculpted jawline and neck.

“Fuuuk yeah, just let that, eat my cock baby” you moaned around his length at his vulgar remarks, the vibration of it, causing him to let out a loud moan. The taste of his salty precum on your tongue, was immaculate and you could feel his dick twitching inside your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down, taking more of his cock in your mouth, as his tip reaches the back of your throat causing you to gag a little.

O-oh Shit yeah, deep throat my cock baby fuuuck yes” He groaned, pushing your head a little, as you sucked him off. Your pussy was throbbing, so you reached your hand down between your legs, rubbing your aching clit as you sucked Jake’s huge cock. He noticed, and pushed your head further down, cock going deeper into your throat.

“Who said you could touch yourself without my permission greedy little slut” he spat out, taking this opportunity, to grip your hair and fuck your mouth. You gagged, spit and his precum dripping on the sides of your mouth. You could tell he was getting close to cumming, his dick twitching uncontrollably inside your mouth.

He pulled his dick out, tapping your tongue with his length, before pulling his shirt off showing off his tattoos. Just when you thought he couldn’t get any hotter. He came up and started kissing you again, tasting himself on your mouth and groaning at the taste.

Get on all fours baby, I wanna eat that pretty pussy from the back” He sighed out, lazy stroking his cock. You got up on the bed, arching your back, as you looked back at him wiggling your plump ass. Jake cursed under his breath, before making his way over to you, and rubbing his hands all over your ass.

“Fuck look at this beautiful ass, fuck just wanna take a bite out of it sweetheart” You whimpered, when he started to circle your clit with his thumb.

“Oh fuck please, please give it to me Jaeyun” You cried out, you were so turned on, it hurts. Jake smacked your asscheek, before putting his face in between your cheeks, licking and sucking on your pussy.

You let out a loud moan, his tongue felt incredible, knowing exactly where to lick, you could tell he was really experienced.

“God yes Jake, that feels so good please” You whimpered, back arching at the overwhelming feeling of his tongue, working wonders on your wet pussy. He was genuinely eating you out like a starved man, and you could tell he eats pussy for his own pleasure.

“Fuck this pussy is so good, sweet little cunt so tasty” He said muffled, as he started to lick your puckered hole. He could tell you never had your ass eaten, by the way you flinched at the contact. He couldn’t believe, nobody has ever tasted your sweet little ass before, but he’s honored to be the first one to get a taste.

“Does my naughty little bitch, like getting her ass and pussy eaten from the back” He smirked, licking a big stripe of your pussy, sucking on your sensitive bundle of nerves. You clenched around nothing, pussy fluttering, as he started to tongue fuck your hole.

“Fuck fuck fuck, right there Jake, please don’t stop I’m gonna cum” You whined, legs shaking and the band in your stomach, threatening to snap any minute. He landed a slap to your pussy, causing you to let it a pained moan, jolting forward.

“Call me Jaeyun baby, now be a good little whore and cum on my tongue” He spat, slipping a finger inside your tight pussy, fingering your gummy walls as he devoured your pussy. You screamed his name out loud, as your body felt like it was on fire, and the knock in your stomach unraveled.

“Jaeyun! Oh my god I’m cumming” You whined, coming undone in his mouth, squirting your essence everywhere. Jake continued to lap at your pussy, overstimulating you, before you pushed at his head because you couldn’t take anymore.

“God, I need to be inside you right fucking now” He growled, ridding himself of the rest of his clothes, you looked back at him, staring at his abs, and how his muscles flexed when he bent down.

“Face down baby” He said, before running off to grab something. He came back with handcuffs, twirling the black puffy object around his finger. Your pussy clenched around nothing, and you could feel yourself getting wetter, at the thought of your hands being restrained, as he fucked the living daylights out of you.

He pulled your body to the edge of the bed, spreading your asscheeks , as he rubbed the tip of his cock between your slippery folds teasing your throbbing cunt. You felt like you were going to die, if you didn’t have his cock buried deep inside you, pushing your ass against his pelvis.

He chuckled at your eagerness, before aligning his tip up with your hole, his cock slipping inside your tight pussy easily from how wet you are. He was big! You could feel him splitting you in half, his hard cock pulsating, as he started to rock his hips and forth.

“Oh Shit, yeah tight little pussy, squeezing me so good, he groaned, his pace speeding up, as he finds the perfect rhythm to fuck you deep. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, he was able to find your g-spot immediately, gripping your waist tightly as he pounded you into the mattress.

“Jaeyun! Oh Jae, fuck me just like that. I love your cock so much baby fuck!” You cried out, throwing your ass back at him, as you desperately chased after his strokes. The sound of skin slapping, and the headboard slamming against the wall, echoed throughout the motel room, turning to on to the max.

“How does it feel, to be getting fucked stupid by a rockstar darling, feeling me deep in your guts” He pulled your body up from the bed, pulling your body flushed to his, as he pounded into you like mad man pinching and rubbing your nipples through his fingertips.

“F-feels so good, love being your little fucktoy so much” You whimpered, biting down on my lip harshly, as you took his brutal thrusts. He arched your back again, pushing your face into the mattress, as he let a glob of spit fall between your asscheeks. He smeared the saliva around your rim, then starting to slowly push his thumb inside your tight asshole.

“OH MY GOD JAE, I’m gonna cum, please let me cum on your cock I been so good for you” You slurred your words, your body trembling, and you could feel the band in your stomach tightening as you neared your high. You could tell Jake was close as well, his deep grunts, turning into whiny moans and whimpers.

“Fuck can I cum inside you baby, stuff you full of my cum, just to fuck back into your tight cunt” He growled, plowing into you, as his strokes started to grow erratic, fucking you into a oblivion. That sent you over the edge, the band in your stomach finally snapping, as you came hard for the 2nd time tonight.

Your orgasm triggered his, the tight clenching of your cunt, milking his cock for what’s its worth, as he shoots thick white ropes of cum inside you. His hips stuttered, completely emptying his balls inside you, and he collapsed on top of you, chest heaving up and down.

You laid there spent, body limp and weak, your hair is a mess and you looked so fucked out. So did he, sweat dripping down his forehead, as he tried to calm his breathing. The room was completely silent now, only the sound of you and Jake’s breathes could be heard.

This was the moment you dreaded the most, the awkward silence was so loud, and you didn’t know if you should get your shit and go. Or wake up to an empty bed, with no sigh of Jake.

“That was the best sex, I ever had in my life” You spoke up, breaking the silence, and trying to lighten up the mood. Jake hummed, staring up at the ceiling. You stared at him, admiring his side profile, he was so bad for you heart. Finally Jake got up from the bed, grabbing his jeans, and throwing them on.

You sit up in the bed, covering yourself with the covers, as if he wasn’t just balls deep inside you. You knew this was gonna happen, but some parts of you hoped would be different, but who were you kidding Jake’s a rockstar he has no time for dating.

“Are you leaving?” You asked him, even though you knew the answer to that, but still you were hoping he could prove your assumption wrong.

“Yeah I should head out, the band’s probably wondering where I am” He said nonchalantly, pulling his shirt over his head.

“Oh” Is all you said, a lump growing in your throat, as reality hit you hard that you were nothing but just another hookup for him.

“You should probably leave as well love, it’s not safe for a women to stay at these places by herself. He smiled at you, that damn smile you thought to yourself. Tears started to gather in your waterline, but you quickly wiped them away, and got up from the bed and threw on your clothes.

꩜ .ᐟ

You stood there awkwardly, fiddling with your fingers, as Jake checked out the motel, and tuned in the card. He turned, and looked at you, before giving you a faint smile and nodded his head towards the exit. You both walked out, side to side, the cold air hitting your legs.

Jake put his jacket over your shoulder, and kissed you on your forehead, and not long after a taxi cab was pulling up. Jake opened the door of cab for you, and you gave him a faint smile, before getting into the backseat of the cab.

“I had amazing time tonight princess, here’s my number, if I’m ever in town again we should meet up sometimes” he nodded, you couldn’t help but feel a little sad, you didn’t want this night to end, you just wished it could be different.

“Yeah I’d like that, be careful on the road Jake” Your voice cracked a little, trying to ignore the ache in your chest. He smiled at you one last time, before walking away and disappearing into the night. You finally let the tears fall, sobbing into your hands, you really fooled yourself this time

You don’t know if you will ever see Jake again, but until then, you can only cherish the memories of tonight….

A year later.

Your phone dinged with a notification, waking you out of your slumber. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, before clicking on the notification. Your heart stopped, when you opened the message, from someone you didn’t expect to hear from ever again.

Jaeyun: Hey love, I’m in town wanna meet up?🥴

The End.

A/n: The way I enjoyed writing for Rockstar Jake, I literally sobbed writing the end tho😭 but I really hope you guys like this fic, reblogs are greatly appreciated🫶🏽🩷 lmk if you guys want more fics like this in the future! Not proofread 🥲

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cam girl (part six)

pairing rafe cameron x female reader

rating explicit 18+

summary you work two jobs. by day, you’re a maid for the cameron household, where rafe degrades you any chance he can get. by night, you’re a cam girl, hiding your face so nobody can recognize you. when you discover your new subscriber, the filthy-mouthed man obsessively paying you to do everything he can think of, is rafe, you’re not sure what to do next.

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You don’t remember falling asleep. That’s how exhausted you were from your time with Rafe.

As you slowly slip into consciousness, your body feels loose and buzzing. Your core is trembling and you slowly catch on that you were having an erotic dream about him.

Your eyes flutter open, realizing your sex dream isn’t a dream at all. Rafe’s head is moving under your white comforter between your legs, his warm tongue flattening against your clit.

Your fatigued mind puts it together. He spent the night. He held you as you slept. And now he’s eating you out.

“Oh, fuck,” you chuckle breathily, writhing. “Oh, my God.”

“Finally,” he mutters beneath the cover, taking his mouth off of you to speak. His warm breath spreads over your pussy. “I can’t feel my fucking jaw anymore.”

You’re still in your big t-shirt, but you realize he took your panties off.

“Rafe,” you whine, feeling dizzy. Is he seriously waking you up with head? Holy shit.

“You always such a deep sleeper?” he grumbles. He dips to use his tongue on you again, circles swirling over you. His arms are hooked around your legs, large hands splayed on your inner thighs.

“Hmm?” you mumble, lost in the way he’s tonguing you. His mouth closes around your clit, then he pulls back to talk again.

“Do you always sleep so fucking deeply?” he repeats, his tone stern. His morning voice is raspy and deep and so hot that it’s painful.

“Only when I get really good dick the night before,” you say. You can’t help but take the opportunity to mess with him. “So, it’s weird I didn’t wake up right away.”

Rafe stiffens, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as he pulls his mouth off of you.

“I’m joking,” you laugh. You pull the cover up to see his face between your legs. God, he looks so fucking cute, his expression completely unimpressed. “Please keep going, baby.”

“Listen, if you wanna fuck with me-“

“Rafe,” you giggle. “I promise, you’re the best I’ve had. Please keep going.”

“The best?” he echoes, eager for you to stroke his ego.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had a better orgasm than the one you gave me last night,” you say, totally honest.

“Huh. Maybe that should be the last one I give you if you’re gonna be such a brat.”

You know he’s just messing with you, but the thought of ending whatever this is with Rafe makes your heart pinch with sadness.

“What then?” Rafe challenges.

“Then I’ll swear off dick forever,” you reply.

You’re pleased when you see his eyes crinkle as he laughs, the sound so sweet. It’s different than the lust-filled, teasing chuckle you hear when you’re fucking. This one is innocent. Genuine.

“Say sorry for joking like that,” he orders you.

“Sorry, baby,” you smile.

“That’s what I thought,” he scoffs, amused. You keep the cover lifted to watch him put his mouth on you again.

You spread your legs further apart, arching your back as he tongues you, reaching every dip between your folds.

You put a hand in Rafe’s hair, feeling the softness of his locks between your fingers as his head moves slowly.

He’s absolutely devouring you. It’s unlike his usual speed and roughness. He’s savoring this.

You keep your gaze on him, euphoria filling every curve of your body. He tilts slightly to meet your gaze, blue eyes locked on you as he laps at you, long and slow.

His nose presses against your groin, the sound of him sucking you filling your bedroom. You run the heel of your palm over his head, caressing him, realizing this is the gentlest, most affectionate thing you’ve done to him.

You dart your gaze to the ceiling. You’re taken aback at your own tender gesture. Why you touching him like this? Like he’s someone you’re dating instead of casually fucking?

Because he cuddled you to sleep last night. That must be it. His big, warm, bare chest was pressed against your back, arms encircling you, legs tangled together as you dozed off. He acted like a boyfriend and not the fuck buddy he is. Your body is just confused, you tell yourself.

You shut your eyes and focus on the way his mouth is suckling and working you, sending waves of easy, soft satisfaction through you.

“You’re really good at that,” you breathe, almost wishing you wouldn’t cum so he’d do this for hours.

“I know, baby,” Rafe murmurs.

You know he’s being his usual cocky self, but the fact that he’s so skilled should serve as a reminder. He’s experienced. He fucks around. He wants to own you, but he never said anything about you owning him.

This is just fun, you tell yourself. Just fun with a nice monetary reward.

His lips lock on your clit, sucking harder. As his finger slowly sinks into you, tingles go up your legs.

“Rafe,” you breathe, bucking your hips.

“You like that?” he encourages. “My good fucking girl.”

The hand on your thigh grips you tighter as he adds a finger, curling into your pussy and pushing in and out of you.

The next time his mouth circles your clit, you know you’re close.

“Like that, like that,” you whimper.

“You gonna cum for me?” he teases. “You’re clenching around my fingers.”

He sucks your clit hard again and the climax rips through you. You feel yourself twitching as you cum on his mouth.

Rafe groans against you, licking and sucking until you’re so overstimulated that you have to squeeze your thighs and wiggle free.

“Can’t take how good it feels?” he asks, provoking.

“Fuck,” you laugh. You press your palms against your forehead, throwing your head back and breathing deeply. What a way to wake up.

“Get on your stomach,” he instructs. He sits up, the blanket falling off of him. He’s wearing what he fell asleep in: nothing but his briefs, his bulge jutting out beneath the fabric.

You find the strength to turn onto your front, the movement making you realize how sore your ass is from the way he pounded into it last night.

Your cheek is pressed against your pillow and his cock slides in through the valley where the backs of your thighs meet, pushing into your cunt. You inhale in unison at the sensation.

“Fuck, it’s like you…” Rafe rasps. “Like you were fucking made for me. So fucking perfect.”

You arch your back so that he can get inside as deep as possible.

His movements are slow and deep at first, but build into rough, sloppy thrusts, making your bed squeak.

The way Rafe fills you feels so damn good. If he wanted to spend all day in your bed, fucking you over and over again, you’d happily agree to it.

Rafe’s breaths get faster, his groans get deeper, and he empties himself inside of you with a shudder, his hand squeezing your hip so hard that it hurts.

You’re bruised there from last night, you realize.

You never like the feeling of him leaving your body, and thankfully, he doesn’t do it just yet. Rafe simply lays on top of you, shifting a bit to the side so he’s not putting all of his weight on you.

His cheek is pressed against your shoulder blade. His hand on top of yours is directly at your eye-line as you rest on your pillow. You love those hands.

It’s Monday. You have class. You have to be a functioning person today. You don’t remember setting your alarm last night and you have no idea what time it is.

But you just started your morning by getting eaten out and fucked and Rafe’s warm, large body is shielding yours, so the idea of getting out of bed isn’t appealing in the slightest.

He’s still inside you.

You think back to last night, the way he fucked you from behind, how big his fingers around your neck and inside you were and how hard he slapped your ass.

“What’d I do to deserve you spanking me last night?” you ask.

“Poor baby,” he mocks. “Is your ass hurting? Need me to rub it?”

You feel him shift behind you, his hand sliding off of yours, palm going down your back and over the curve of your ass.

In the movement, his softening cock starts to slide out of you. You involuntarily let out a small, unhappy cry.

“What?” Rafe asks.

“Nothing,” you lie.

“Why are you whining?”

“Just… don’t like the feeling of you pulling out,” you admit.

“Oh, my God, so needy,” he jeers. “Wish you could have my dick in you all day, huh?”

You don’t deny it.

To your pleasure, Rafe lies back down, pushing the rest of himself into you again.

“You deserved getting spanked because you drive me fucking crazy,” he drawls. His hand rubs big circles on your naked ass.

“It’s not my fault you want me so bad.”

“Yeah, it is,” he mutters.

You finally find the will to pick your phone up from the nightstand.

You see that you’ll need to leave your place soon if you want to make it to your first class. But you’ll make it as long as your shower is quick.

You open your text conversation with Rafe, holding your phone low so he can’t see what you’re doing.

“Might wanna check your phone,” you say quietly.

You don’t want him to pull out of you, but it’s inevitable. He gets up with a grunt, making you feel incomplete without him inside you. You look over your shoulder when he’s lying down again, phone held out.

The phone looks so small in his hand. God, when did a man’s hands have such an effect on you?

Rafe smirks at his screen, turning it towards you.

“Watch this,” he says. You see the $50 request you just sent him, your text “for spanking me” right below it. He taps his thumb on ‘Reject.’

“You asshole,” you laugh. Then the top of the screen catches your eye. He has you saved as ‘princess’ and the contact photo is the booty pic you sent him yesterday.

“Rafe, that is unhinged,” you say, pointing to the photo. “You have to be joking. What if someone sees that picture?”

“Lucky them.”

You can’t help but laugh. At least this reminds you of what you are to him: a piece of ass. You officially push away the hope that you’re anything more. And a part of you even wishes he doesn’t do something sweet like staying overnight to keep you warm again. If he continues playing his horny sugar daddy role, and does no boyfriend shit like that again, the hope can never come back.

It’s better to be realistic.

“I have to go,” you complain, pushing yourself up. You turn to sit, your feet touching your floor, stretching your arms above your head, with your back to Rafe.

“Don’t do too much today,” he says. You turn, watching him pull his underwear on.

“What are you planning to do to me this time?”

He turns his lean frame to look down at you, his tongue jutting under his cheek in a way you can only describe as utterly mischievous.

“I’m gonna try to make you squirt.”

Your cheeks flood with warmth. This man is going to destroy you.

“’I’ve never done that before,” you say.

“Doesn’t mean you can’t.” Rafe hikes up his jeans and collects his shirt off the floor. “And if any guy can do it for you, it’s the one with the best cock you’ve ever had.”

“I regret telling you that,” you tease.

He bends over your small bed, pressing his palm to your cheek. His eyes travel over your face, smirking, looking like he’s imagining all the things he’s going to do tonight.

“See you tonight, princess.”

He leaves, and you’re still trying to catch your breath.

Your day of classes is tiring, your body still sore and reeling from Rafe having his way with you. You barely make it home for the maintenance guys to fix your radiator.

You sit in your kitchen, trying to study as they clang their tools and talk to each other in your bedroom.

It takes them two hours, finishing up in the evening. After they leave, you savor in the feeling of a warm room, Rafe’s money having solved one of your most expensive problems. It’s so simple, but so nice.

You lie in your bed just to rest your eyes.

You’re suddenly startled awake. Your room is pitch black and a slamming on your front door makes your heart pound in your chest.

You sit up, trying to gauge your surroundings. You check your phone to see it’s half past ten and you have three missed calls and a string of texts from Rafe.

Another sequence of pounds on the front door erupts. It must be him.

You rush to your front door and look through the peephole to confirm it’s Rafe, his jaw clenched in anger. You missed your nightly appointment. He seems pissed. Excitement bubbles inside you.

You crack open the door, meeting his eyes. He shakes his head at you, nostrils flared, and he pushes his way into your dark apartment.

Rafe slams the door behind him, hand roughly grabbing your face, squeezing your cheeks together, your lips jutting out.

“Where the hell were you?” he demands, looking down at you.

“Fell asleep?” you say weakly. He’s fuming - he likes to feel like he owns you and today, his personal pornstar didn’t obey him.

“I pay you to get in front of that camera on time.”

“You’re mad,” you tease, a smile uncontrollably growing on your lips. “Are you gonna punish me?”

Rafe tightens his grip on your face and you rest your hands on his firm forearms, feeling him pull up, beckoning you onto the tips of your toes. You’re already soaked.

“I’m going to fuck you in every hole,” he mutters, “and you’re fucking dreaming if you think you’re cumming tonight.”

“What?” you plead. “You said tonight, we’d try-“

“You think you deserve that?” he interrupts. He releases you, pushing you back. “Get in your fucking room. Go.”

You obey, feeling Rafe’s hand between your shoulder blades, pushing you into the space. He turns the light on behind you, surely wanting to see every inch of you while he makes you pay for flaking on him.

You hear his belt unbuckling behind you and he presses up against you, his cock hard between your asscheeks.

“Get naked,” he instructs. You bend to pull down your pants, take off your top, and strip entirely bare.

Rafe sits at the edge of your bed, palming himself over his briefs, his eyes locked on yours.

“Crawl to me,” he says. You drop to your knees, obeying him, stopping once your head is between his legs. He pulls his briefs down, his cock swollen.

You don’t need him to tell you the next instruction. You eagerly put your hand at his base and your mouth over his tip, spitting on the head.

“Yeah, get it really fucking wet,” he mutters. “You’re gonna choke on it.”

He groans when you close your lips around him, cheeks hollowing. You imagine him sitting on his bed tonight, waiting for you to log in, his dick hard and getting no attention, growing angry when you weren’t showing up.

You’ve never felt so craved by somebody before.

Rafe puts his hand on the back of your head and pushes you down to take all of him, hitting the back of your throat, triggering your gag reflex.

“That’s what you fucking get,” he tells you. You look up at him, eyes trailing up his toned stomach and up to his face. He looks so pissed off and so horny all at the same time. You squeeze your thighs together.

“Do I have to do it myself?” he scoffs, tugging at your roots and pulling you back.

“No, I can do it,” you say, muffled against his cock. You push back down, taking him all in, back curling as you gag on his slick length.

You grip him and start bobbing, moving your fingers off every time you reach his base, lips flanged around him.

“Faster,” he orders. You pick up your pace, spit dribbling out of your mouth, prompting you to slurp up the mix of saliva and precum.

“Fuck…” he groans. He pulls you off his dick, your lips popping off him. “Suck on my balls.”

You hungrily push his cock up, digging your head between his legs to put your mouth on his soft flesh, slurping.

“Shit,” he breathes out of pleasure. You feel proud of yourself for making him forget how angry he was so quickly.

Until you realize it wasn’t that easy.

His hand frames your face again, pads of his fingers digging into your cheeks, stopping you.

“On your back,” he says. “Right there, on the floor.”

You’re trembling as you shift back, laying on the hard floor, spreading your legs for him. He gets down to hover over you, his cock in his hand.

Rafe taunts you, bouncing the tip against your clit. Your body jolts at the feeling.

“You’re not gonna cum,” he warns you. “I know how this pussy feels when you’re close and I’ll stop.”

“Rafe,” you beg. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I swear, I-”

He plunges into you, cutting you off, his hips immediately hitting yours as he bottoms out. You throw your head back as he tears into you, his girth forcing you apart.

He thrusts hard and fast, fully rage-fucking you, taking his anger out with every move, and it’s the hottest thing he’s ever done to you.

“You want me to call you a good girl, don’t you?” he asks.

“I am a good girl,” you shudder, knowing it’s not true, saying it only so he’ll fuck you harder.

“No, you’re fucking not,” he laughs. You look down to see the way his cock is disappearing into you over and over again.

The tension in your gut is coiling tighter. You try not to make it obvious that you’re close to cumming, keeping your eyes low. But your body betrays you. The second your walls start to flutter around him, he pulls out.

“You’re not cumming,” he says. “I already fucking told you.”

This is not the Rafe who cuddled you to sleep last night. This side of him, the insatiable, animalistic side, is simple and only wants one thing. It’s so intoxicating being used by him.

“Ass up,” he says. You know he’s about to fulfill his promise of fucking you three different ways and you can’t wait.

You’re shaking as you spread your knees as much as you can, waiting on all fours, feeling his thumb pad rub up and down over your asshole.

“Can you take it without the lube?” Rafe asks.

This is the bullshit that makes you worry you’ll start liking him. Why can’t he just fuck you how he wants without worrying that he’ll hurt you? It’d be so much easier to not like him if he was cruel and selfish all the time.

“Do it,” you whisper depravedly, frustrated that your thoughts are getting carried away.

He pushes into your asshole, making you cry out in discomfort. The pressure stings as he fills you and you instinctually dart forward, your body trying to prevent any more pain.

“It’s hurting you,” he realizes, quickly pulling out.

“Rafe, just keep going,” you say, looking down at the floor. “Please.”

He buries into you again and you bite your lip hard. He starts to pound into you, balls hitting your pussy, hands gripping your hips.

You let out guttural moans with every pump, praying it’ll end, yet at the time, wishing he won’t cum for another hour. It’s such a good hurt.

Your elbows weaken and you collapse, pressing your forearms onto the hard floor. Your knees are burning in pain, your asshole strained, and tears start to leak out of your eyes as he thrashes mercilessly.

Rafe’s cock starts to spasm inside you, and after one last powerful thrust, you feel his hot, sticky cum flood you. His groan is the deepest, sexiest noise you’ve ever heard from him.

He trembles through some aftershocks, like he wants to give you every drop, then pulls out of you. You go limp, eyes shut, lids against your forearm.

You’re panting hard, sweat sheening your skin, and drop to your side, completely fucked out.

You feel his cum drip down the curve of your ass.

“Get up,” he says. You can’t.

Suddenly, his hands cup your waist, pulling you up.

“Come on,” Rafe says quietly. “Get up.”

You find your footing and he guides you to your bed. You’re a trembling mess as you lie down, curling onto your side, eyes closed, tears hot.

You can’t control the sniffle that shakes through you.

“Whoa, you’re…” he whispers.

You open your eyes to see him sitting over you, his face flushed. You find the strength to pull the comforter up to your eyes, hiding them as you nuzzle into your pillow.

“Hey,” he half-whispers. “You’re crying.”

“I’m just tired,” you say with a defeated laugh.

The room is quiet until you feel the mattress shift, its springs squeaking. Rafe settles behind you and you’re cold for a moment as he lifts the sheet off you. But then it’s on you again, his body curving around you, the comforter covering both of you.

You feel his hand come down your waist, your stomach, your thighs. He starts to gently rub between your legs.

He already told you that he wouldn’t let you orgasm, so you know he’s doing this to continue the torment.

Still, you shift onto your back, spreading your legs open for him, eyes closed as you breathe through the sensation of the pads of his fingers spreading your lips apart to fondle your clit.

You feel Rafe move over you, holding one of your breasts to close his mouth around your nipple. You shudder at the bliss he’s offering you, even though you’re painfully aware that he won’t let you reach your peak.

His fingers move expertly while his tongue flicks up and down and side to side, covering your nipple with his spit.

The stimulation of both his hand and his mouth makes the tightening in your stomach come quickly, and as you arch your back and start to breathe shallower, you’re surprised that his hand moves faster and his mouth sucks harder.

You moan as the orgasm hits you and he rubs you throughout the entire climax. Once you let out a final sigh, you open your eyes.

Rafe’s head rests on the pillow when he comes back up. He’s looking at you with half-closed lids, lying beside you.

“I thought…” you say, a smile pulling on your lips. He knows what you mean. You thought he wasn’t going to let you cum.

“Changed my mind.”

You know you’re not in the right headspace when you wonder if he did that out of guilt for fucking you so hard that he made you cry. That that was his special way of apologizing. But this is Rafe. It can’t be that. He’s simply enjoying keeping you in his control.

“I might miss our sessions more often if this is what happens,” you say breathily.

“Don’t,” he warns.

“I’ve never seen someone so angry,” you tease.

Rafe turns his head, looking up at the ceiling. You see his jaw tighten, clearly recalling how pissed off he was at you.

“I didn’t know where you were,” he said.

“I was right here in my freaking bed, Rafe,” you laugh. “Dead asleep.”

“No, it’s…” His brows furrow. “Some guys came to fix the heat today, right? And you were here all alone and…”

Realization hits you all at once.

“You were… worried they did something to me?” you ask. “And that’s why I didn’t show up?”

Rafe just shakes his head in disbelief again, mouth firming. You watch him in awe. Was that what got him so worked up?

You picture him at home, getting angrier with every minute you were late, and then the possibility of something like that happening to you suddenly popping in his mind, making him go batshit.

“Rafe,” you say with a small smile, genuinely endeared he was concerned about you.

He sits up, looking at you with an angry grimace.

“Why the fuck are you acting like it’s funny?” he snaps.

“I’m not,” you say softly. “I’m-”

“Next time you say you’re gonna be somewhere, be there,” he states coldly.

You feel like you have whiplash. You were just having fun with him. Now that you brought up why he came over in such a frenzy, he’s pissed off again?

Rafe stands, giving you a view of his naked body as he rounds your bed and picks up his briefs. He doesn’t make eye contact with you when he pulls his jeans on or puts on his shirt.

He doesn’t say a word as he storms out of your room. You simply hear your front door open and shut.

You’re left lying in bed, jarred over what just happened.

Working at the Cameron household, you caught little glimpses of the family’s home life and have heard your fair share of Rafe’s yelling. You knew he had a temper to him. But the way he just left, mood shifting so suddenly, is still shocking.

You don’t hear from Rafe the rest of the night. Or the next morning. Or afternoon. You’re not sure if he’s giving you the silent treatment or simply doesn’t feel the need to talk to you unless you’re fucking or you have a camera facing your half-naked body.

You sit on your bed at 10 pm, laptop open, unsure if he’ll even show up tonight. And if he doesn’t, what’s it going to be like when you go to your shift at the estate tomorrow?

But then you hear the familiar chime.

figure8 has joined the session.

“Hi,” you say, breaking the silence in your bedroom. “You still mad at me, baby?”

He doesn’t respond.

“I’m sorry,” you purr, pouting. You sit up, pulling your panties up tight, making sure he sees the outline of your lips under the silk. “Are we gonna try to make me squirt or no? I’m gonna need your help.”

figure8 tipped you $1000.

figure8: stay just like that. im coming over

{ read part seven here }

[torialefay]

10 prompt with lee know plss and slutty, he's just😩😩

• "you want a baby huh?" minho cocked a brow up, putting a smirk on his face.

• your face turned red. was he really gonna make you say it?

• all you'd said to him was that when the time was right, you'd be ready to start a family with him. you should've known he'd run with this shit.

• "say it. say you want a baby."

• "honey- i just meant when the time is right, i wouldn't mind if we-"

• "ah ah ah," he cut you off. "i know what you meant." he smiled and pushed you down until you were now laid on your back on the bed.

• "i know you want a baby now. i know you've been thinking about it." he began to slide your pants down your legs, followed by your underwear.

• "you think i didn't notice you poking at all the tiny shoes when we walked by the baby section of the store yesterday?" he said, going up now to kiss your neck and begin to lift your top off.

• "you think i didn't see the search history on my laptop? i don't think i was the one googling 'sweet unique baby names'." he reached his hand around your back to unclasp your bra.

• "and the way you held onto my baby cousin today when we babysat her? the way you looked at her?" he lifted his shirt off. "you really think i didn't notice any of that?" he couldn't help but smirk down at you now, waiting on you to say something.

• but you couldn't. he was right. you had been thinking about it. a lot. to have a part of this man and you put together forever... well, there was no better idea to you.

• minho quickly slid his bottoms off and laid his body on top of yours, stupid grin the entire time.

• "i want to hear you say it, jagi. tell me you want a baby," he whispered.

• "fine," your breath got caught for a moment. "i want a baby."

• she smiled down at you, petting your head.

• "that's my girl. see, that wasn't so hard was it?"

• before you could formulate a response, minho brought his hand down to your growing wetness, dragging it from top to bottom, moving straight up to rub a few soft circles along your clit.

• you moaned at the sudden movements, not knowing what to expect.

• "i'm gonna give you a baby, jagi. gotta get you good and wet first."

• he continued to make small circles until you felt your legs get tingly. he could sense that you were feeling too good. "ah not yet, we've got to wait til i'm inside you for that," he laughed, looking at you because he knew there was nothing you could do.

• "let's see if you're ready for me yet, huh?" he stuck a finger inside of you and let his mouth drop a bit once he was in.

• "fuck, you're that wet for me? you want me to put a baby in you that bad?"

• your face turned red. all you could do was grapple at his hips, trying to motion for him to move more towards you.

• "so neeeeedy," he teased. "butttt," he lifted himself up onto his knees, "if my baby wants a baby, who am i to say no?" he let out another big grin before rubbing his dick along the outside of you to get himself wet and pushing himself in.

• "ah fuck," he mumbled under his breath as he felt inside of you.

• "so fucking tight for me, holy shit" he said, more stable this time.

• he gave a few strong pumps before throwing your legs over his shoulders.

• at this, he started to speed up with the new position.

• "there we go baby. so i can get nice and deep for you," he started going harder now.

• "you feel so fucking good, shit," he mumbled, kissing your leg next to him. "you're gonna make such a good little mommy for my baby." his thrusts went even harder

• FUCK how much more could he go? you felt so good you could transcend.

• "is that what you want? you want me to make you a good little mommy?"

• "yes," you managed to get out between his thrusts.

• "what was that? say it louder."

• "YES. please," you yelled.

• "mmm and what are you gonna call me once our baby comes?" he hovered his hand to linger it over your pussy.

• "daddy!" you yelled out.

• "mmm good answer," he teased, his voice grumbling.

• suddenly, he started rubbing fast circles again around your clit, just the way he knew you liked it. he was relentless in his strokes, going faster than he ever had before.

• your breathing was shallow, as you felt a warm knot start to grow in your stomach. you writhed underneath minho's touch as it started to get overwhelming.

• "haha hold on, not yet," he taunted, leaning his body down on top of yours, making sure to not lose his hand's contact with your clit.

• "when i say so," he whispered against your neck. "gotta make sure my baby's in there first."

• with that, he started hammering into you. deeper and deeper until you were sure something was going to break. you didn't know that you would be able to hold out much longer.

• you felt the warmth growing and growing. you needed him to finish so you could too.

• "give me a baby minho, please!" you cried, overstimulation setting in. "please daddy, please fill me up! give me a baby. i need it," you screamed.

• it was exactly what minho needed to hear to send him over the edge.

• "ahhhh.. fuck," he mumbled, ramming his hips into yours deeply. you could feel his warmth coming into you.

• "now baby. NOW. you've got to cum right now," he yelled, keeping the steady rhythm at your clit. "come on baby, cum for me. you've got to help me get this baby in you."

• biting your ear, he continued working his finger on you and he rode out his high.

• as soon as you came undone, he smiled, proud of all the screams he was getting.

• you were so overstimulated you could barely stand it. you had a few tears flowing out.

• "that's right baby," he whispered into your ear, trying to calm you as he slowed his thrusts. "that's right. shh shh shh. you're going to be such a good mommy. my perfect little pregnant girl."

[luveline]

Hi I have a request for zombie Steve! I’d love to hear the story of how they met 🫶🏻

zombie!au —You rescue Steve at the start of the end of the world. fem, 2.4k

The sound of them makes your throat close up. Fear like a knife held too tight in unwilling hands, the heat. It’s the hottest summer Hawkins’ has had for years, and you’re overdressed. You couldn’t fit your favourite hoodie in your bag so you wore it but it doesn’t matter, you lost your bag somewhere in the school gymnasium. You’re lucky you didn’t lose your leg when that thing grabbed you. What were they calling them on the radio? Something starting with G.

Those… things, they can kill people. You saw it just ten minutes ago, your algebra teacher turned to a creature, Maisie Lewinsky from your homeroom stained with gore under her hands.

You press the back of your hand to your mouth to stifle a hot gasp. What are you supposed to do now? The Hawkins station said everyone would be waiting here, a repeat radio message, but by the time you heard it the sun was going down and there was nobody left. No cars, no promised convoy, nobody.

You’re the last living girl left in Hawkins.

You’re gonna die in here.

Terrified of breathing to loud but spooked that staying will seal your fate, you lift yourself up from the floor of the science lab to peer over a high table. There’s no signs of life. No signs of the dead, either. You’d thought this might be a good place to hide, the thick fire door unbreakable, but you can’t stay here. It’ll be dark soon.

You wish you had your stuff. They’ve for sure taken anything worth eating from the cafeteria kitchens and Bradley’s has been empty for days. You aren’t sure where your next meal is coming from. Fuck, you’re already dead—

“Fuck!” a voice echoes, boyish and terrified from somewhere outside of the door. “Fuck! Get the fuck away from me, holy shit!”

He sounds scared but firm at the same time. Your own fear is like the insufferable heat, riding the back of your neck as you creep toward the door. There’s gotta be more of them outside. That must be why whoever it is that’s shouting sounds so depeserate. But fuck, there’s relief too. There’s someone still here.

“Fuck! Jesus, help me!”

“Okay,” you say unsurely.

You wedge open the door to the science lab and poke your head out cautiously. There’s a dull thudding sound somewhere to the left, metallic screeching further down, but the panicked shouting (and now panicked yelping) is coming from outside.

You look around for a weapon. There’s nothing to take.

“Holy fuck I do not wanna die!”

Me neither, you think, sniffling back your worried tears. You don’t wanna die, you just want your bed. You want to be home, and safe, but there’s no one to look after you anymore, and you can’t just let people die ‘cos you’re scared. You run from the science lab to the fire escape door full pelt, arm in sudden hot pain at the collision, but the door gives and swings hard into the adjourning wall. You look around frantically for the source of the shouting as it bounces off of the exterior walls of the school and the stone floor of the courtyard, heart suddenly afloat in your chest.

“Hello?” you shout. “I’m here, I’m–”

“What the fuck!”

It’s said with such horrified anger that you give pause, even as your hands shake, cold sweat wetting your lip and colder in the rare afternoon breeze. You dart toward the shouting a moment later, and maybe you’re too late, you can’t save anybody, your shoes pinch as you race down the few concrete steps that lead to the parking lot.

Snarling curdles the air. Your neck snaps left, away from the cars and open territory and toward the subject of your nightmares these last few days. You’ve seen glimpses of these things, always too scared to stay and help, always too stupid, too weak, and seeing them now cements it.

A group of geeks grab at a boy where he hangs from the bars of a metal staircase leading up to the roof of the building. You run toward it on instinct but stop before they hear you, eyes wide. His hands are white-knuckled, his hair falling down into his face, but you know who it is now you’re close enough to see him. You could recognise Steve Harrington a thousand feet away.

“Hey!” you shout. “Hey! Over here!”

Why did you say that? Why are you yelling? The geeks turn their heads to easier pray and you’re done for —they start to run. You stumble back in terror.

“My bag! Get my bag, get the knife!” Steve shouts.

You swing yourself around in a huge circle. There, further into the lot, lies a bag. Further past it lies a wooden baseball bat spiked with fifty silver nails.

You sprint past the bag to the bat and try to grab it while you’re still running, knees grazing hot white fire on the tarmac and hands like acid as you force yourself up again, running further, putting space between you and the too fast footsteps that follow. When you’re sure you’ll have room you swing to see them, their maws dripping gore over white buttoned shirts and once prim blouses. There must be ten of them at least. Only two stay to snap their jaws at Steve Harrington where he attempts to climb up the stairs from the bottom, his foot dangerously close to bloodied teeth.

You pull the bat back as the first of the creatures reaches you. With a grunt more terror than exertion, you force the bat forward, wood arcing through the air, shiny nails catching the light of the setting sun and slamming downward into flesh.

Your eyes flare as wide as they’ve ever been. The geek stops cold and drops, your strangling grip on the bat forcing it up out of the mash of his brains. Another geek leaps over him as you scramble back.

“Run!” Steve yells from the stairs, stress stretching his voice thin and high. “Run away!”

You drop the bat and sprint for your life. Down into the parking lot, past a handful of locked cars and suitcases discarded. This must’ve been where everybody was before they left. There couldn’t have been room. Boxes and trophies, books, magazines and toys, all manner of possessions string like a breadcrumb trail down the road that you have to avoid. You run until your calves are burning over the road that will lead toward Hawkins middle, where you throw yourself into the woods, and hope without any real hope that they’re empty.

Grass folds under your feet. Your panting is as loud as your heart.

When the only shallow breathing you can hear is your own, you circle back to the High School, sticking to the shadows so as not to attract any more attention. A few geeks have collected to join the two you’d left behind, and for a second you’re sure Steve’s succumbed to fatigue and fallen into their blackened clutches, but you spot him balancing dangerously on a handrail between two sets of stairs, leg pulled back in preparation to kick any opposition away.

You sweep up the bat and try to make a plan. You were never going to be able to handle that many people before, not with their new mutations, but you can handle four. Maybe. Probably not.

“Steve, what do I do?” you call. “You have to tell me what to do.”

“You came back!” He swears and shimmies further up the railing as one of his attackers finally manages to traverse the blocked up staircase. “I don’t know what to do! Just hit at them until they die!”

It’s easy for him to say. They’re gruesome creatures, the faces of people you once knew but none of their humanity. They can run as fast as any person can. A human bite has alarming force behind it. The voice on the radio warned you that what you’re trying to do is a bad idea, and yet. You roll the bat in your hand. Your chest aches as hard as your dry throat.

The first geek goes down easy. Unsuspecting, you manage to whack it in the back of the head hard and break through soft skull. The second turns to see you just as you’re lifting the bat again, and it runs hard into it as it comes down, killing itself.

The third is where things get tricky.

“Fuck,” you mumble, lifting your bat to find a sloughing of cartilage and tissue stuck between the spines. “Oh, fuck,” you moan.

“Be careful!” Steve shouts.

You step back and trip, nearly falling. “Stay away from me!”

It snarls in response. Eyes clouded, the geek is a little slower than the others, and it follows you sluggishly away from Steve. The fourth remains, snapping, but you can’t keep watch.

“Stay away from me!” you warn again.

Steve swears on the railing, his cursing followed by a wet thunk.

The geek doesn’t listen, it bites.

You pull your arms to the side, hands wrapped tight around the base of the bat and ready to swing. With a huge, aching cry, you swing the bat to the side and knock the nails clean into its cheek.

It doesn’t die.

Fuck fuck fuck! You throw yourself to the floor by the geek’s feet and out of its reach, on knees, on your feet again, scrambling toward Steve’s bag. You glance over your shoulder as your knees slam down hard into the floor, never so scared in your life, horrified as the bat stays stuck between tendons and the geek takes a running jump toward you.

You pull the knife from Steve’s bag and hold it out in front of you, squeezing your eyes closed in terror.

“Fuck, hey!”

You scream as the weight of the geek lands on top of you. You scream like it’s taking bites of you, until your throat burns and there’s no sound left to make and you choke on it instead. A short, sharp sound.

Then the weight is pulled off of you. Someone lets out a massive gasp.

“Did it get you?”

You blink your eyes open against the glaring white sun where it meets the horizon. If you’re crying, it’s your business, water on your cheek and a dizzy hot feeling everywhere else.

Steve Harrington looks at you like you’re a ghost. “Did it get you? Are you okay?”

You look at your hand and the knife —his knife— where it rests on the tarmac. “I don’t think so. How do you know?”

“They bite! Did it bite you?”

“I don’t know.”

“How can you not know?”

“Because I’m not exactly uninjured, Steve!”

He frowns at you. Well, he glares. “You’d know if it bit you. Don’t be dense.”

“How am I supposed to know?”

“You’re telling me you don’t know what a bite feels like?”

“Some of us had homework.”

He wrinkles his nose. “Is that supposed to be funny?”

Well, yeah. It was supposed to be hilarious.

You look around the parking lot and the school courtyard for any outliers, but the school seems well and truly abandoned now. You can’t hear anymore huffing or screeching, no crying, not even the sound of a radio. Everyone’s been playing them nonstop for weeks, waiting for days like today. Suddenly the raptures here, and you aren’t part of the rescue.

But you saved Steve Harrington, at least. You’re accruing some good karma.

Steve doesn’t hold his hand out, he just grabs you under the arms and pulls you up into a standing position. You’re surprised he can do it, you aren’t light, but you remember his last skins game in the gymnasium and nod to yourself. Of course he can pick you up. Plus, you help, using your legs despite their stiffness to brace yourself on the ground.

“Doesn’t look like it bit you,” he says, quieter now, his hands sliding down to yours briefly before he stands back. “What are you doing here?”

“I thought this was the rendezvous point. I mean, it was, right? We missed it.”

“We missed it.”

“How’d you get here?” you ask.

“Bike. Car chose the worst possible time in the world to die. Not that I could’ve got gas.” He eyes you hopefully. “Tell me you drove here.”

“I biked too, but it’s gone.”

“Gone?”

“Tire popped.”

Steve rubs his eyebrows. His hands are clean where yours are caked. You stand unable to mask your heavy breathing now, and when you reach for him to steady yourself, he doesn’t move away.

“Sorry,” you mumble, licking your lips. You’re a map of little pains. “Are you okay?”

Steve’s hand reaches back to cover yours like he’s going to pull it off, though he doesn’t. “Are you alone?” he asks.

You wince. “Yeah.”

“Where’s your stuff?”

“I lost it.”

“Where?”

“I don’t know.” Your knees hurt. “It’s gonna get dark soon.”

It’s a question. You’re immediately thankful to have found him, because he’s a real living person, and you don’t think you can do this alone. You don’t mean to force him, but you need to know what he’s doing and soon.

“…Better come with me, then,” he says finally.

Steve walks out of your grasp, grabbing up his bag which you’d unfortunately ripped open and shoving the spilled contents back inside. He doesn’t stop to zip it closed, walking straight in the direction of the school.

“Where are we going?”

“Same place as everybody else.” You stumble. Steve, reluctant, frowning hard enough to etch a new wrinkle, holds out his hand to catch you by the elbow. “Where did you think?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” you say, half-indignant.

“You ask a lot of stupid questions, you know that?” He looks you up and down. “How’d you do that?” He points at your bleeding knees.

“I ask stupid questions?”

He grabs the bat from near the felled geek and stands tall. “Jesus. Let’s go find a car.”

It’s not as easy as his tone might suggest. You don’t find a car, you never do, and you never stop asking him obvious questions, but Steve says thank you for saving him eventually (nearly an entire year later, with a hand on your cheek).

[comewhatmayy]

KINKTOBER 4- LATEX (TATE LANGDON)

tags: p in v sex, latex, leather, american horror story, smut, missionary, rough sex

Tate was very bored and he wanted to spend time with you, but instead of asking you, he had a better idea. He thought it would be funny to scare you.

So he went to get the leatherman suit - the one that you happened to find in the attic to your new house.

He put on the suit and snuck into your room.

Tate stood in the corner of the room just watching you study. He didn't want to give away his presence immediately so he just leaned on the wall and looked down at you.

He decided that it was time for him to make his move, so he quietly stepped closer and closer to you.

Studying, you hear a noise, so you instinctively look up and get startled by Tate standing there.

“Holy shit!”

He smirked behind the mask when you looked up at him. He continued to stand in front of you in the leatherman suit for a few seconds before he moved even closer to you and leaned down and pressed his chest against yours, pushing you against the bed.

This is so hot. “God, Tate, you aren’t gonna say anything?”

He chuckled behind the mask before pressing his body more against yours.

He placed a gloved hand on your hip and squeezed it. “I just wanted to surprise you. Did i scare you?”

“Tate,” you moaned as he pressed soft kisses on your neck.

He chuckled. Hearing you moan his name made something flutter in his stomach and at the same time it made him feel the need to hear it again.

He leaned closer and placed his other hand on your thigh, squeezing it. “Say my name like that again.”

“Tate,” you whimper.

Hearing you moan his name again made his heart beat faster.

He gripped onto your thigh tighter and slowly started to move his hand higher. “Fuck, you sound so good saying my name like that..”

You moan at his touch, “Tate, I need you so bad,”

He moved his hand higher towards your waist and he started to move his hips against your slightly, feeling the need to be as close to you as possible.

He moved the leatherman mask away from his mouth and whispered into your ear in a deep, raspy voice that he knew you loved.

Tate leaned down until his mouth was next to your ear. “Say please, princess. Ask me nicely.”

“Tate, please,”

His breath hitched in his throat and the corners of his mouth involuntarily went up into a small smirk in response to you begging him. He moved one of his hands up to your chin and titled your head up to look at him.

“That’s my good girl. See? I knew you could ask me nicely,” He chuckled quietly and his smirk only widened when he saw the look on your face.

Tate’s eyes fluttered shut as he deepened the kiss. He moved his tongue against yours and he moved his hand that was on your chin up to your jaw and gripped it, tilting your head slightly for a better angle.

He started to rub his hips against yours again, but a bit more intensely, a small, low moan escaped his lips when he felt the friction.

Tate's hands move swiftly, ripping off your clothes with an intensity that leaves you gasping. Your blouse is torn open, the buttons scattering across the floor as he yanks it off your shoulders. Your skirt follows, torn from your waist and tossed aside like a rag doll. You're left standing in your underwear, your heart racing as Tate's eyes devour every inch of your body.

"Ah, my girl," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "You're so beautiful when you're mine."

Tate's fingers slide under the straps of your bra, pulling them down your arms with a gentle roughness. Your breasts spill out, and he cups them in his hands, his thumbs teasing your nipples until they're hard and aching.

"You know, I've been thinking about this all day," he says, his eyes burning with intensity. "Thinking about how I'm going to take you, how I'm going to make you mine."

Tate's hands slide down your body, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your panties. He yanks them down, leaving you naked and exposed. You feel a flutter in your chest as he looks at you, his eyes drinking in the sight of your body.

"You're so perfect, baby," he whispers, his voice full of adoration. "So perfect for me."

Tate's body presses against yours, his latex-covered chest rubbing against your skin as he kisses you deeply. You feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against your thigh as he devours your mouth.

"Are you ready for me, my girl?" he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "Are you ready to be mine?"

You moan. “Mm,”

Tate's mouth captures yours, his kiss deepening as he presses his body against yours. You feel his cock, hard and insistent, rubbing against your thigh as he devours your mouth. His hands slide down your body, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulls you closer.

"Ah, baby," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "I need you so bad."

Tate's fingers slide between your legs, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through your body. You feel yourself getting wet, your body responding to his touch as he strokes your clit.

"Yes, my girl," he whispers, his voice full of excitement. "You're so ready for me."

Tate's body presses against yours, his cock sliding against your entrance as he teases you. You feel yourself opening up to him, your body aching for him to fill you.

"Please," you whisper, your voice barely audible.

Tate's eyes lock onto yours, his gaze burning with intensity. He smiles, a slow, sensual smile, as he presses his cock into you.

"Ah, baby," he whispers, his voice full of pleasure. "You feel so good."

Tate's body starts to move, his cock sliding in and out of you as he fucks you slowly. You feel yourself getting lost in the sensation, your body responding to his touch as he takes you deeper and deeper.

“Oh, god, Tate,”

Tate's eyes flash with intensity as he hears your words. He quickens his pace, his cock sliding in and out of you with a rhythmic motion that makes you moan with pleasure. His hands grasp your hips, holding you in place as he takes control of your body.

"Tell me what you want, baby," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "Tell me what you need."

“I need you,” you moan out.

You feel a surge of pleasure as Tate's cock hits a spot deep inside you. You start to move, your body rising up to meet his as he fucks you. Tate's hands tighten on your hips, holding you in place as he takes you harder and faster.

"Ah, yeah," you whisper, your voice barely audible. "Yeah, just like that."

Tate's face sets in a fierce expression, his eyes burning with intensity as he takes you. He's lost in the moment, his body focused solely on pleasing you as he fucks you senseless.

"My girl," he whispers, his voice full of adoration. "You're so perfect."

Tate's body starts to tense, his cock swelling inside you as he prepares to come. You feel yourself getting lost in the sensation, your body responding to his touch as he takes you to the edge.

Tate's body tenses as he nears his climax, his hips pounding into you relentlessly. He leans down, his breath hot on your neck as he whispers

"That's it, baby. Come for me. Let me feel you fall apart around my cock."

“Shit, Tate, fuck,”

His words send you over the edge, your body shuddering with wave after wave of intense pleasure. Tate groans as he feels you tighten around him, his own release following shortly after. He collapses against you, his body trembling as he empties himself inside you.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he murmurs, pressing soft kisses along your neck and jawline. "My perfect girl..."

Tate rolls onto his side, pulling you into his arms and holding you close. His fingers trace patterns on your skin as he gazes at you adoringly. There's a vulnerability in his expression that you rarely see, a softness that contrasts with the intensity he just displayed.

“I love you, you know," he whispers, his voice barely audible. "More than anything."

Tate's eyes flutter closed as he feels your soft lips on his. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss. His tongue dances with yours, a gentle and tender exploration of each other's mouths.

"Mmm," he whispers, his voice full of satisfaction. "I love kissing you."

Tate's hands slide down your back, his fingers tracing the curves of your spine as he pulls you closer. You feel a sense of comfort and security in his arms, a feeling that's hard to find in this strange and often frightening house.

"You're so beautiful when you're happy," he whispers, his voice full of adoration. "I could look at you all day."

Tate's lips brush against yours again, a soft and gentle kiss that leaves you feeling breathless. You know that look in his eyes, the one that says he's happy and content. It's a look that you love to see, and one that you try to see as often as possible.

"Come here," he whispers, pulling you closer as he rolls onto his back. "I want to hold you."

You snuggle into his arms, feeling the warmth and security of his body. Tate wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he drifts off to sleep. You feel a sense of peace wash over you, a feeling that you're exactly where you're meant to be.

[mattsnight]

Phone call - Matt Sturniolo

Summary: you show matt your new clothes on call.

Warnings: cursing, (phone)sex, 18++++

A/N: smutmas fic 4! I hope y’all are enjoying these❤️

Matt❤️

Saw you got some new clothes on insta

Wanna ft??

Need to see my girl

Hi babyy |

I’ll call you in a second! |

After you send that text you immediately ran over to the bag with new clothes you had bought during the black friday sale. You were extremely excited to show all your new stuff to Matt. He always loved seeing you get excited over small things, like this sale. You laid your clothes all over your bed, making sure they’re in the right order from which one would surprise Matt the least to the most.

After you organised everything you call matt, fixing your hair while doing so. He answers with a smile on his face. “Hey pretty.” His accent slips through. Shiitttt. “Hi handsome.” You say back to him, placing your phone against one of your pillows. “Ready?” You grab your first shirt. Matt chuckles, nodding. You show him the shirt to him. It’s soft pink coloured and cropped. A low whistle leaves matt’s mouth as he looks at it. “Thats gonna look s’good on you.” He sits back on his own bed.

You keep showing him different pieces of clothing, until you come past a very revealing dress, which was your favourite part. “I should put this one on.” You say, getting away from your camera. “Nah doll, come back, need to see that.” Matt groans. “Patience, matt.”

You quickly get yourself into the dress. It’s black, short and very open at the top. You wouldn’t ever wear this to a party, nor would matt let you wear it outside of his room. This was for his eyes only. You move back to the camera, doing a quick turn so matt can see the full dress. His eyes widen in shock as he finally gets to see the dress. “holy fuck.” He mutters under his breath. Jesus you look good.

His hand has moved to a place which you didn’t see on camera. Seeing you in that dress just got him thinking things. Small groans leave his mouth, but it’s not loud enough for you to hear. You simply keep doing your cute turns and showing him the best parts of the dress.

Matt’s hand had slid down his underwear, finally stroking himself. Yeah, this was very wrong and even worse because you were so innocent and oblivious to the situation, but he couldn’t help himself. “Is real pretty, doll, do one more slow turn f’me, ‘kay?” He lets out a low sigh as you do exactly what he says. His movements going faster, getting him closer to the edge.

Then, you finally notice something different about him. His arm was moving fast and that���s the moment you knew he was getting himself off. You chuckle as you get closer to the screen, sitting down on the bed. “Y’know, you were never good at hiding stuff, matt.” You say, biting your lip. Matt doesn’t stop at your words, instead he just whines. “m’sorry, m’sorry… you jus’.. so pretty.” he lays his head back as he gets lost in pleasure. Seeing you like this, all dressed up and excited moved a bone inside of him, a very big one.

“Are you close, hm?” You ask, slowly taking off your dress. Matt nods. “I can’t… i can’t cum.. need your hands..” he whimpers. It was getting pathetic, him begging for you, begging for you to come over and help him cum. His movements become sloppier, his hand getting sore. “C’mon don’t be pathetic, baby, come for me, alright?” You say, now left in your lace underwear. Matt gasps as sperm lands on his chest. He was completely lost in the pleasure to even react to your actions.

As he slowly comes down from his high he looks at you, his breath hitching in his throat. “Shit.. that was.. so fuckin’ good and you.. you look so hot.” He lets out another deep sigh at the sight of you in your underwear, the need to rip it off of you strong. He needed to touch you, yet you weren’t here. He snaps out of his thoughts as he hears rumbling from your side of the line. Suddenly you were naked in-front of him on his phone. A small smirk forms on his face. “Gorgeous,” he says, looking up and down at you. “Touch yourself f’me, can you do that?”

You nod, your hand already sliding into your wet folds. Just with that slight touch you already feel overwhelmed. It felt good, but not as good as matt’s touch. “Look at me,” matt starts. “Look at me, wanna see your pretty face when you cum around your pretty little fingers.”

You do as he says, your eyes fixing on his as you get closer and closer to the edge. Then, you snap, waves of pleasure washing over you. “Fu-uck.. god…” you cry out. Matt still had his hand wrapped around his cock, getting rock hard again from the sight of you getting yourself off.

As the waves over pleasure disappear you’re left panting and twitching. Oh and how it felt so good. “Shit sweetheart, m’gonna grab my keys right now.” Matt says, standing up to get to your house as fast as possible. And he did. He drove to your house and gave you an unforgettable experience.

[justhereforsubsevika]

Part 2 to asshole sevika because one (1) person eluded to maybe wanting a part 2

Nsfw, smut, public, rough fingering, strap sex (referred to as dick and cock), choking, degradation, humiliation, asshole sevi is acc just awkward weird sevi, also this is now a university au do with that what you will

Okay look i cant have my baby be evil for too long ok </3 no tears or angst but like ITS NOT HER FAULTT SHE'S JUST A WEIRDO!!

Okay so you may have fucked up. You may or may not have told a friend, who may have told a friend, who may have told the whole campus that Sevika moans her own name when she cums. You may or may not have exaggerated and said that her shouting lasted for 3 minutes. You may or may not be watching as some evil cunt walks up to her while she sits alone at the picnic bench, snickering.

You can hear their conversation despite the fact you're a good distance away.

"Hey, Sevika right?" This scrawny guy who, quite frankly, Sevika could snap like a twig, starts to say. Her face lights up. She thinks she's about to make a friend, you can see it all over her face. Jesus Christ, you feel awful. It feels like someone is wringing all the blood out of your guts as you watch this scene unfold.

"Mhm! That's me!" She says, turning off her phone and gesturing beside her to request that he takes a seat. "Nah, I'm good." He starts laughing at her and her face drops in confusion. "What's funny?" She queries, standing so she looks down at him. He doesn't even step back despite the fact his entire body is now shrouded in her shadow. "Is it true you- HAH FUCK- you moan your own name? Y'know when you finish?" He splutters between maniacal laughter.

Her face goes white.

She looks to you with so much betrayal on her face. But she deserved it right? She fucked you raw and didnt even chuck a towel at you after. She made fun of your boyfriend (who you cheated on, but that's irrelevant) and your sexuality.

Oh shit.

She's walking straight to you.

Her face sure got its colour back quick.

"Hi Sev- AH-" Suddenly you're being tugged by your hair across the campus, screaming and flailing as she grunts and tells you to shut up. She doesn't even bother to go into a bathroom stall once you're inside the library building, just pins you against the bathroom tile with her forearm and shoves her fingers under your skirt. She pushes into you roughly, not caring that it hurts bad since there's no moisture to assist her. She wants to hurt you. You've pissed her off bad.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU TELL PEOPLE THAT?" She shouts, roughly pounding into you. It's all so much, her fiery, furious expression, her rough fingers deep inside you so abruptly. But it's not fair! She fucks loads of girls, why the hell is she assuming you spread the rumour?

"H-how do you know it was me? Could be one of your s-sluts that you fuck-"

"BECAUSE I ONLY EVER DID THAT WITH YOU! BECAUSE YOU'RE MY FUCKING FRIEND AND I TRUSTED YOU!"

She looks for a second like she might cry, but instead grunts and bars her teeth, hand coming up to choke you. Even with her impenetrable anger, you can tell she's at least not trying to kill you. You give her the satisfaction of spluttering and heaving for air even though you can breathe perfectly fine and she moans. "You're such a fucking whore aren't you? Gave that pussy up to me despite your little boyfriend, now you're slutting yourself out for me? Anyone could walk in and see how you're dripping down your thighs. Pathetic little bitch."

She lets you go for a second to unbuckle her jeans and of course she's packing. Typical Sevika, always prepared for revenge sex.

She comes up behind you as you attempt to pull down your panties and grabs you up, her forearm able to restrain both your legs from under your knees.

Holy shit. You're now fully off the ground, watching in the bathroom mirror as Sevika slides her dark purple strap into your pussy. Her other hand is back round your neck, making your eyes roll back. She bobs you up and down on her cock in a way you're sure should be physically impossible, somehow still managing to ruin your pussy with her brutal pace. She starts thrusting up into you and you laugh thinking about how she must look from behind, rocking up and down on her toes.

"Fuck are you laughing at?" She sneers, squeezing a little at your neck. Your mouth drops open, silenced by Sevika's rough grip. Her hand drops to thumb at your clit and you can't help but cry out.

"Mm, oh shit sevi, mm fuck sevika," you groan and she smirks.

"Who's moaning my name now?"

And then Sevika sees the bat symbol and says "my city needs me" and flies into an aeroplane and dies (IM NOT WRITING THIS DUMB SHIT ANYMORE OKAY I DECIDED I HATE IT)

[paperultra]

game.

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader Word Count: 701 words Warnings: Swearing

“He's going to embarrass himself.”

You tilt your head back to look up at Geto, moving the grass stem between your teeth to the side so you can speak unhindered. “Why don’t you go and help him out, then?”

Geto makes a show of humming thoughtfully.

“Nah,” he says.

Next to him, Shoko takes a picture with her phone.

You follow the gaze of the camera back to the scene in front of you, repositioning the grass stem between your teeth once more. Your eyes narrow. Though you’d sooner drop out of Jujutsu High than admit it, you’re just as bitter as you are unamused by what you’re seeing.

Gojo Satoru is flirting with a girl. Again.

His hands are in his pockets, sunglasses perched low on his nose, hair wild and blindingly white under the afternoon sky. He says something and the girl nods; he grins wider and talks some more.

To the average person, it seems like his chances of getting her number are close to one hundred percent. The three of you know better.

“How long until he fucks it up, you think?” you ask.

“As soon as he sees a chance to make a dick joke,” Geto replies.

“If it’s clever, she might think it’s funny,” Shoko says.

You grunt.

Gojo and the girl talk for a few more minutes. Finally, the girl stands, bids goodbye, and leaves. Gojo watches her for a few minutes and then turns around to start the short trek back to where you’re all waiting.

“He fucked it up.”

Geto, ever the loyal best friend, meanders over to meet him halfway. “Satoru! What happened this time? Relied too much on your pretty face?”

Gojo pouts as the other boy slaps him on the back. “She said she already has a boyfriend.”

“Damn. What did you say?”

Gojo pouts even more, which is never a good sign.

“Hey.” You take the grass out of your mouth and toss it back into the bushes. “What did you say?”

“… If they ever break up, she should call me.” Gojo puts his infinity up when you throw a rock at him. “It was a joke! I was joking!”

“Holy shit, you have no game,” you say, getting up to jab him in the cheek. You fail, of course, and Gojo sticks his tongue out at you like a child. “Why would you even say that?”

“Because, like I just said, it was a JOKE.”

“That’s not a joke! It’s something an asshole would say!”

“Well, fuck, since you know everything about what to say, why didn’t you try to ask for her number?”

“That doesn’t even make any sense.” You hear a camera go off and whip around to snap at Shoko. “Stop taking pictures!”

She stares at you blankly. Geto snickers, and you slowly deflate as the stupidity of the situation catches up to you.

With a huff, you cross your arms.

“Idiot,” you grumble.

“You’re so mean for no reason,” complains Gojo.

“You’re stupid for no reason.” Pushing past him, you finally feel a rush of satisfaction when your shoulder knocks against his. “Now let’s go. I’m starving.”

He easily catches up to stride alongside you, simpering. “Oh, so that’s why. You’re not being fed on time.”

“Shut up.”

“Or are you jealous that I was flirting with someone?”

Every muscle in your body stiffens up. You glare at him. “What?! N-No, of course not.”

“Liar,” Gojo replies, baby blue eyes wide with delight. “Aw, that’s cute, being so shy about it.”

“I’m mad because we’re supposed to be eating by now.”

“If you want me to pay more attention to you, all you have to do is say please.”

“Please shut the fuck up.”

“No.”

The entire way to the restaurant, you keep your hands glued over your ears, face boiling as Gojo throws his lanky arm over your shoulders and pesters you with a shit-eating grin. Geto and Shoko make a point to walk behind the two of you and do nothing about it. In fact, you’re certain they think it’s hilarious.

You groan underneath your breath. You need to get new friends.

[xiakato]

SEVEN(M)- GAEUL

Monday

“Oppa?” Gaeul looks over at you, noticing she hasn’t gotten your attention. She crawls over to you, “Oppa?” Still nothing. She gets closer to you, your earbuds in your ears. She smirks to herself, getting a hold of one pulling it out and whispers in your ear, “Daddy~”

“W-what? Gaeul you know not to do that,” You slightly scold her, as she giggles. 

“Is it a good song?” She gestures to your phone on spotify as you listen to Seven by Jungkook. 

“It is, the explicit is better,” You tell her as you lay back onto the bed. 

Gaeul straddles you, “Have you been fucking me right?” 

“You and I both know I don’t let you leave this room if you can still walk straight.” 

She grabs your hand bringing to her ass, “So why don’t you do just that daddy?” 

“This girl,” You chuckle, squeezing her ass as you switch your positions. You love that fact that she never wore panties at home, easy access for you. Pulling her shorts off her waist, softly kissing as you go down further, the feeling of her silky smooth skin under your fingertips. She watches you as you reach where she wants you. Your tongue darting out, slowly licking up her clit, working throughly on her folds.

Her breathy moans fill the room, “F-fuck daddy,” her hands latch onto your head as her hip buckle against your mouth. You eat her out like she’s your last meal, her taste is addictive. Always the sweetest. You look up at her, her chest heaving, “D-daddy I’m going to fucking cum~” She screams out as her juices flood your mouth, “Fuck fuck fuck~” She screams out, her grip on your head tightens. She lets go of your head, trying to catch her breath, “Holy shit.” 

Tuesday

She has a schedule today, which you join her for. Your eyes never leave her as she walks around in that short leather skirt. You know that she knows that she has you falling over yourself. She teases you, slowly lifting her skirt higher and higher before dropping it back. The black leather contrasted her milky skin, your eyes trace her legs. The thought of her legs wrapped around your waist as you bury your cock in her runs through your mind. She looks over at you, a smirk plastered on her face.  

“Oppa what are you thinking about~?” She asks, you stare at her beautiful eyes. She knows what you are thinking about, she just wants to hear you say it. 

“Nothing Gaeul,” You don’t want to give her that satisfaction. A slight pout comes across her face for a split second as she stands up, strutting her way over to you. Your eyes fall back down to her legs. 

  “Come with me real quick oppa,” She grabs your hand and pulls you out of the waiting room. She ignores the stares as she drags you towards a very quiet area and into the maintenance closet. Pushing you against the wall, her hands work on your belt. 

“What are you doing?”  You ask her as your eyes get used to low lights. 

“It’s gonna go like this daddy, you are going to pump me quickly full of that delicious cum of yours and I’m going to perform with it dripping down my legs,” She smiles innocently up at you. Moving around her, pushing her against the wall, hiking up her skirt. She giggles feeling your rough hands squeezing her thighs, you kick her legs apart slightly as you slide your cock into her pussy, “Fuck~ always so big~.” 

“Crazy bitch,” You mutter as you start thrusting, thanking the fact in your head that she is always wet for you. 

“You love me for the f-fact that I’m a crazy bitch~” She’s right, both of you know it, “Now pump your cum into me~.”

Wednesday

“You know Gaeul, there’s a new article about you,” You hand her your tablet and she starts to read. 

“It’s just a bunch of speculation about white liquid running down my leg,” She laughs, “The virgin netizens can’t even tell what cum looks like.” 

“They are going to find out, some are already saying that it’s cum.” 

“If you were going to be so worried about it, maybe you shouldn’t have taken my panties.”

You sit there for a second, “Fair,” standing up, you grab a towel and walk to the bathroom. You turn around and look at her following you, “ Why are you following?” 

“We’re taking a shower are we not?”  

“I am,” You point to yourself before pointing at her, “You’re not.” 

“You know I’m going to join anyways so hurry up,” She skips past you stripping in the process. You chuckle to yourself, joining her in the shower. Your hands go on autopilot, roaming her body.  The hot water running down between your body and hers adds to the sensation. Her hands reach behind her, wrapping around your cock stroking ever so softly. Leaning her head back, she captures your lips in a kiss as she strokes your cock faster and faster. She gets on her tippy toes, getting your cock into her. Shuddering as she starts to fuck herself on your cock. Her hands gripping onto your forearms as your grip onto her hips.  Your tongues are still dancing around one another, your thrusting meets her hips going deeper and deeper every time. 

“Maybe we should get out of the shower?” You ask as you feel the water get cold, her wet hair matted to her face. Her breathing is erratic, she simply nods. You reach over, turning off the water, lifting her up as you don’t want to leave her empty.  Falling onto the bed, “That's better~.” 

Thursday

Sitting in your office, you can’t help but check your phone every few seconds. You hear your phone ding, you look hoping it’s something from her. It is. You open it quickly, a video starts to play, you watch as her fingers bury themselves and spread her little pussy apart, her juices drip from her fingers. She brings the camera up to her face, “I miss you daddy,” She takes her fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean. The video ends, you move around in your chair uncomfortably. Soon another video arrives from her, pressing play, her fingers are buried again inside of her. Seemingly it appears like the video before it but as she brings the camera back up, she lets Wonyoung suck her fingers clean. Wonyoung stares straight at the camera, winking. You push a button at your desk locking the door to your office. Fishing your cock out of your trousers you snap a few pics and a video sending them her way. Something the two of you have always done especially during the start of your relationship. 

Her reply came quickly, but for you it felt like it was ages. Her wet pussy plays on full volume from your phone's speaker, finger blasting herself as she squirts all over the hotel’s bed. Her legs shake as she drops her phone. Quickly getting her bearings back she picks up the phone, “I need that big juicy cock in me right now.” 

Friday

You rush home after work, she should be back now. Getting up to the apartment, you punch in the code quickly. The smell of your favorite perfume of her’s linger through the place. Tossing your jacket to somewhere you don’t give a fuck. You make your way to the bedroom, the only room with the light on in this place. You open the door more, laying your eyes on her. The black lingerie that you love so much, hugging her figure. 

“Hi daddy~” She smiles as she crosses her legs sitting on the edge of the bed. You ignore her, stripping down, pushing her back to the bed, throwing her lace panties behind you. Lining your cock up with her entrance, “Someone is eager,” She says as you slam your cock in, she gasps as you stretch her out and fill her to the brim. You grip tightly as you push her legs closely to her head as you start to piston fast and hard, your eyes never leaving her face watching in glee as her eyes flutter and roll back. Her pussy tightens as you get deeper and deeper touching her womb with your tip. You watch as her stomach bulges as you plow her. Her mind is malfunctioning as she tries to look at you, yet she fails every time as your cock reaches her womb.  Her legs as she starts to squirt, you normally stop and let her ride it out but you keep going, using her as the toy she is, “FUCK!” she manages to scream out gripping the sheets, “Fuck me daddy! Fucking use that pussy!” 

“Such a fucking slut,” You slap her, keeping up your assault on her body. 

“Only for your use, I’m your toy daddy!” She gets out before she spazzes again, only adding to the mess she did earlier.  Gripping onto her hips lifting her ass off the bed, you continue to use her. Her thighs recoil as they meet your thrusts that reverb through her body.  Her hands move to the headboard. She doesn’t mind being used by you, she always wants you to use her. She feels as if that’s her purpose and she loves every second of it. She feels your cum as you fill her womb with your first load, a bright smile etches across her face. You slowly pull out, your cock still hard and throbbing but you elected to give her a little break. Her eyes are glued to your cock that is glistening with her juices. She peeks over to see that clock is 12:05 am, “It’s Saturday daddy~” 

“What about it being saturday?” You smirk as she gets on her knees turning her ass to you, shaking it ever so slightly. 

“You need to fuck me right seven days a week Daddy~” She giggles as she feels your hands take hold of her hips, shoving your cock back into her. She feels every inch throbbing inside of her, the warmth of your cum in the pit of her stomach. She tries to keep herself up with her arms that soon give out as you get back to using her. Her face buried in the sheets as you reach over pulling her short hair, pulling her up using it as leverage as you make her body malfunction again and again and again. You let her go after using her again, her body convulses on the bed. The sun peeks through the blinds, lighting up the room. She starts moving again as she leads you to fuck her everywhere, the bathroom, the kitchen, living room, the balcony. Your cum has dripped on nearly every surface in the apartment, the two of you take a break, chugging water.  The spree the two of you have been on since Friday has made a mess everywhere. Now going through Saturday, the two of you aren’t done. She slams herself down on your cock, the couch being one the favorite places to fuck. Her hands gripping tightly onto your shoulders as you watch as she rides you, she’s been at it for the past 20 minutes. Not that you care, you love it.  Her eyes are tired yet still filled with lust as she keeps going faster and faster. You hurry up her orgasm by thrusting up meeting her hips, her legs shake as she reaches her high and give out. She wraps her arms around your neck, trying to catch her breath. She moves her hips ever adamant that she continues to please you. You’ve lost count of the amount of loads that you gave her. 

“Daddy,” She says quietly and tiredly, you look at her, “Use me please, use every hole please daddy~”

“Of course my darling, there’s still a day left.”

[worldlxvlys]

I NEED A PART TWO OF THE TEXTS W NATE WHERE HE TELLS THE GIRL LIKE THE AFTERMATH OF THE NIGHT SUBBY NATE?!?!!

touch

fwb! nate x sturniolo reader

warnings: smut, semi-public sex, p in v, cream pie, hand job, oral (male receiving)

a/n: for @robins-scoop ily <33

based off of these, go read if you want :)

nate and i had been at this party for hours, spending time with our respective friends to make ourselves seem less suspicious. luckily, my brothers weren’t here so we didn’t have much to worry about, we were just being extra careful.

i watched as nate adjusted the waistband of his sweatpants, attempting to relieve the pressure of his dick pressed against his pants.

he continued to let the girl beside him talk, never once opening his mouth.

so now he’s not listening.

staying true to my word, i stood up from my spot next to my friends, and made my way towards him.

as soon as he saw me approaching, his face turned red as he stared at me with wide eyes. he stood up in anticipation, looking as though he was trying to think of something to say.

i tilted my head at him, looking down at his boner, which was now even more apparent as he was standing.

“need some help with that?” i stated, loud enough for the girl to hear.

her eyes widened, as she glanced down to see what i was referring to.

“who’s that for, baby?” i asked him.

“you” he whispered. i moved my eyes to the girl beside him. “did you hear that?” she shook her head with wide eyes.

“speak up, nate” i spoke firmly.

“it’s for you, only you” he spoke up.

both nate and the girl beside him were flustered, staring at me with their mouths wide open.

“you hear him that time?” i asked, raising my eyebrows at her.

“yeah-yes, sorry” she breathed out. “i didn’t know-“ she started before i cut her off, “well, now you do” i said before grabbing nate’s arm and pulling him away.

i brought him outside, pulling him towards his car.

“wait, where are we going?”

“you’re driving us to your house.” i stated, reaching into his pocket.

“fuck” he groaned out when my hand brushed his dick through the pocket.

finding his keys, i pulled them out, shaking them in front of his face.

“just needed the keys” i spoke with a grin, enjoying how desperate he was.

“please” he whispered out.

“please what?” i asked, placing my hand under his shirt. i gently ran my palm over his abs, stopping right above where he needed me.

“i need you, please” i pressed open mouth kisses along his jawline while my nails lightly scratched his stomach.

“yeah? what do you need?” i breathed out against his skin.

“your hands. your mouth. anything, just- FUCK” his hips bucked up as i firmly grabbed his bulge.

i dangled the keys in front of his face, “drive.”

he quickly obliged, unlocking the doors to let us both in the car.

as he pulled off, he began to squirm and readjust himself.

starting to get annoyed, i began to palm him.

“shit” i groaned as his grip around the steering wheel tightened.

“keep your eyes on the road” i spoke, pushing my hand beyond the waistband of his sweats.

i swiped the pre-cum that leaked out of his tip onto my hand, bringing it to my mouth and licking it.

“hmm, tastes good” i moaned.

he stared at me for a second, eyes wide.

“the road, nate” i stated firmly. he quickly turned his head back to the road.

“please, baby. it hurts so bad” he whined.

“fine, you can’t wait? pull over.”

while he brought the car to a stop, i unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled his pants down far enough for his dick to spring out.

he was barely able to put the car in park before i took his tip into my mouth.

“jesus— fuck!” he groaned out, moving my hair out of my face.

i stroked his base as i focused on running my tongue along his sensitive tip.

“oh my god” he whimpered as his head fell back.

his hands shot out to his sides, looking for something to hold, eventually gripping his seat.

“you’re so fucking good, holy shit”

his feet dug into the ground, making him lift his hips up.

“stop moving” i spoke, pushing his hips down with my free hand.

“sorry” he whispered through his groans.

i left a kiss on his tip before moving my mouth to the underside of his cock.

i focused on the area right above his balls, kissing and sucking him.

i licked a long stripe up his length and took him into my mouth fully.

his hips bucked up into my mouth, making me glare up at him.

“sorry! fuck, i’m sorry. you just feel so good” i lightly caressed his thigh, silently forgiving him.

his cock twitched inside of my mouth, signaling he was close.

before he could finish, i pulled my mouth off of him, making him whine.

“you think you deserve to cum after not listening, baby?”

i lifted my hips off of the seat, pulling my pants down.

deciding to tease him more, i pushed my hand into my panties, circling my fingers on my clit.

“what are you doing?”

i ignored his question, my head falling back as i let out loud moans.

i pulled my underwear off, giving him a nice view of my glistening pussy.

“fuck” he groaned out.

“since you wanna let everyone touch you whenever they want, i’m gonna teach you a lesson about touching”

i looked him in the eyes, meeting his lustful gaze.

“want me to ride you?”

“fuck yes” he breathed out.

“beg”

he wasted no time in following my instructions. “please, please ride me baby. need you on top of me so badly”

i swiftly climbed over the center console, sitting on his lap.

his hands immediately went to my waist.

“you can touch me” i placed my hands on top of his, “but i get to decide where”

i pressed a peck to his lips, moving his hands to the hem of my shirt. “take it off” i whispered against his lips, staring into his half-lidded eyes.

he immediately obeyed, pulling it over my head.

“holy shit. you’re so fucking gorgeous” he said as he stared at my covered boobs.

i placed his hands at the clasp of my bra. taking the hint, he quickly unclasped it and tossed it to the side.

i pulled his shirt off and moved his hands to my tits.

he left kisses down my neck and attached his mouth to one boob, massaging the other.

he snaked his free hand between us, rubbing his fingers against my wet folds.

i pulled his face away to look at him, “did i say you could touch ?”

his mouth opened slightly as though he was going to say something, but he stopped himself.

“since you’re so fucking desperate” i spoke as i lifted my hips off of his, lining myself up with him before sinking down onto him.

“fuck, you feel so good” he groaned. “please let me touch you, please. need to feel you”

“hmm, i’ll think about it” i spoke before i leaned back, holding onto his knees as i rolled my hips into his.

“fuck, you feel so good nate” i moaned, throwing my head back.

his cock pressed against my walls as i continued to slam down onto him.

it was obvious that he wanted to be able to touch me, and it wasn’t long before i gave in.

“touch me baby” i barely even finished the sentence before his arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer.

“holy fuck, nate” i moaned.

his sudden movement changed the angle, and he was now hitting my g-spot every time i dropped down on him.

“oh my god, nate! right fucking there, shit!” i moaned at the top of my lungs.

one hand squeezed my ass while the other worked at my clit, bringing me closer and closer to finishing.

my slick was spread all over my thighs and his pelvis, producing a wet slapping sound when our skin met.

his mouth found its way to my boob again, alternating between licking and sucking as he stared up at me.

i moaned his name over and over as my breathing became more frantic.

“i’m gonna cum” he groaned out.

his grip on my ass got tighter but his fingers never stopped as he shot hot spurts of his seed into me.

i clenched around him at the feeling, making him whimper as i came undone on top of him.

i fucked him through our highs, trying to make the pleasure last as long as possible.

we stayed in that position for a while, slowing our breathing and relaxing into each other.

i rested my forehead on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his waist in a hug.

“am i taking you home?” he muttered softly, rubbing soothing circles into my back.

i let out a sigh, “i guess so” i pulled my head back to look at him, “i don’t wanna go, though” i spoke as my lips turned into a slight pout.

“i know, baby” he placed a peck on my lips.

“is it ok if i pull out now?” i nodded in response.

he gently lifted me up, both of us wincing at the feeling, “sorry” he whispered.

he reached into the console, grabbing napkins and cleaning us up.

when we finished, he just stared at me with a weird look in his eyes.

“what?” i asked in confusion.

he furrowed his eyebrows, “nothing, just thinking”

“ok, anyway let’s just go to yours” “really?” he asked, a smile spreading on his face.

“yeah, i’ll deal with my brothers later. let’s just hang out” i said as i started to get dressed.

“sounds perfect”

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fwb! nate masterlist

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[recklesssturniolo]

Long Day - N.D

dom!Nate, basically he has a shitty day at work & gives attitude n makes up for it, reader and him are dating

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor

Hearing the door slam shut, I whip around to see Nate throwing his stuff to the ground and mumbling under his breath.

“Nate you okay?” I question.

“My god I just walked inside, I’m fine” He replies back, annoyance in his tone.

“Okay, sorry was just checking” I mumble back, rolling my eyes at his attitude.

“I don’t need you basically on top of me the second I step inside” He says back, my eyebrow raising at the weird choice of wording he used.

Taking this as an opportunity, I walk towards him and wrap my arms around his neck.

“No? You don’t want me on top of you?” I smirk, his eyes immediately meeting mine.

“You know what I meant” He sighs. Removing my arms from around his neck and stepping around me towards the kitchen.

Frustrated and slightly embarrassed that he just turned me down, I mumbled to him that I was going to have a shower. Annoyance growing as I made my way upstairs due to wanting him all day, going as far as to put his favourite lingerie set on, only for him to turn me down.

Hoping silently Nate’s shitty mood had changed, I make my way downstairs towards the kitchen. Wearing a shirt of his and panties, the shirt covering myself to mid-thigh. Saying nothing, I grab some water and end up spacing off to whatever was playing on the TV, slightly bent over the counter thinking nothing of it.

“Your staring is annoying, stare at the TV or some shit” I mumble after feeling Nate staring.

“Mm no I’m good, you’re more entertaining to watch” He laughs back.

I watch from the corner of my eye as he makes his way over to me, his arms wrapping around my waist as he pulls my back against his chest.

“Don’t even think about it Nate” I tell him, knowing his exact goal but not wanting to give in right away.

“Can’t be bent over the counter wearing so little and not expect me to think about it” He replies back, his lips making their way to my neck.

“Not my issue” I huff, ignoring the growing sensation of heat between my legs.

“I beg to differ” He responds, his hand travelling up my shirt to the hem of my panties, “I like these”

About to respond my breath hitches in my throat as I feel his hand move under my panties, a smirk undoubtedly on his face.

“Not your issue but you’re already wet eh?” He asks, his fingers beginning to move slow circles on my clit.

“Fuck” I whimper, knowing full well he had me now.

“You like that baby?” He asks.

“I - yes” I gasp as he slips a finger inside of me, before slowing adding another.

My head now thrown back onto his shoulder as he continues, my pleasure only continues to grow.

“Nate” I whimper.

“Yeah?” He replies.

“I need more, please” I moan out.

“You want my dick inside you hm?” He asks, already undoing his belt, pushing his jeans and boxers down letting them both hit the floor and pushing my body lower onto the counter.

“Please” I whine as he swipes his dick up and down my folds.

“So needy for me fuck” He groans, lining himself up with my entrance and slamming into me.

“I - holy fuck” I moan out, not expecting him to start off at such a hard pace - but not upset about it.

“Such a good girl taking me so well” He groans as he uses his grip on my hips to keep a steady and hard pace, “Fuck put your ass up a bit more”

Already a whimpering mess underneath him, the knot forming in my stomach only becoming more prominent as he continues, I only become louder as he uses his hand to rub circles on my clit.

Without warning, he grabs my arms, now holding them behind my back. All while continuing to slam himself into me.

“Fuck you look so good bent over like this for me” Nate groans.

“Feels so good” I whimper. The now combined sensation of that and him hitting my g-spot becoming too much.

“Nate I’m gonna come soon” I whine as I feel my legs beginning to shake.

“Yeah? Gonna come all over my dick baby?” He groans out, him close as well.

“Yes - I fuck just don’t stop” I stutter, my eyes clenching shut as I felt my high take over. Feeling my pussy clenching, and the knot in my stomach releasing. Whimpers and moans only filling the air fully as I did so.

“Hold on pretty girl, just a bit more. Not over this view of you” Nate says, however, I was already able to feel his dick twitching inside of me.

We continue before not long after I notice his groaning turn into quiet moans, as his dick twitches inside of me.

“Fuck you’re so tight” He says, his pace slowing as we both tried to catch our breath.

Pulling me up again, releasing my wrists he turns me around to face him and kisses me.

“You were wanting that all day weren’t you?” He mumbles into the kiss.

“Mhm debated just doing it myself in the shower” I reply, pulling away.

“Still would’ve wanted me even if you did”

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[neoarchipelago]

Here to humbly ask for one serving of a price+sex pollen please 😔 saw someone bring it up under the konig one and they are so true and real for the price ghost konig Holy trinity of daddy issues

Ahhh yes... Daddiest of daddies... Just ask and you shall receive...

Price is such a calm man. Ruled by logic and love for his adopted children. But you... You could never be his child. Cuz the things he wants to do to you... Fuck, the devil itself blushes.

The pollen... Was unexpected. He tried to remain calm. He tried to breath through the waves of adrenaline washing over him. He still couldn't believe you were there straddling his lap, rosy cheeks.

A calm man. He'd be so soft, even through the rush and the mind wrecking need. He'd love absolutely every part of you. And you can see just how hard this man is trying to hold back on you.

So you push him. And he unleashes.

Every thrust hits the right spot. Praises fall from his lips like the morning rain, and they make you feel so hot. Your heart feels like it'll burst from it.

"Such a good girl... You're taking me so well... Fuck... You sound so good, moan for me again..."

Deep, steady... His cock just pumps in and out of you in a calculated move. His eyes are fixated on you, pupils dilated. His chest raising with each breath, with each thrust.

He gets lost in you. Lost in your eyes, in your heat. The first time he can feel himself reach the edge, your orgasm rolling through you he asks. He needs to hear it.

"Baby, gonna cum... Do you want me to... Should I feel you up my sweet baby?..."

A yes. A nod. A beg. And he'd spill so deep in you, staying there. It wouldn't help much. Cuz he's already up for another round.

Even with his age, and through the cigars, the man has stamina.

He'd be more controlled than the others, so he'd try to give you a little moment to rest. He'd be unable to keep his hands off of you though... Your neck kissed, lips almost bruised, hands caressing you, cock in between your thighs from behind to try to relieve himself a bit. So warm... So perfect for him.

And he fucks you again, looking at you like your the sweetest strawberry he'd ever get the luck to taste.

If by any chance... A 'daddy' would slip past your lips...

He'd freeze. The electric shock that ran through him straight to his cock was unbearable. Shit he almost came on the spot. You might think you fucked up but no... He's about to fuck you up real good though. He'll grab your hips, positioning you just right to hit that spot. And he'll pound you. His eyes wouldn't leave yours.

"I'm your daddy? You want me to be your daddy, baby? Go on... Say it again... Moan for daddy..."

He'd drop his dog tags around your neck, tangling his fingers with them. He'd fuck you from behind, laying down on the bed, because shit... You just feel so good and he can't handle it anymore. If this was heaven he was sure to die worshiping you on his knees.

You'd be close to tapping out from exhaustion, and he'd wrap his arms tightly around you, praising you, comforting you.

"it's ok, let go my darling... I'm right here, let daddy take care you... Relax..."

He'd stop if you passed out. He wouldn't pull out though. He'd stay burried deep in you, almost torturing himself by his own cock warming. You'd bat your lashes, awaking slowly, feeling so full, body melting away. He'd kiss your cheeks, hand softly roaming you until you wiggle your hips.

He wouldn't hesitate. Fuck he'd have you all night. He'll fill you up again and again, loosing himself in you. He was supposed to be logic, he was a captain. But you'd manage to simply own him.

And he'd make sure he owned you.

[mattyriddlegf]

Posting a oneshot trial run! This isn’t about any of Greta but I wrote this and figured it’s good enough to post and see what people think!

Ravenclaw Distraction

Summary: Mattheo takes your mind off of a Ravenclaw at a party • warnings: oral (f/m receiving), fingering, penetration, name calling (just a little!), dom! Mattheo • word count: ~1.6k

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You grabbed your phone before running out of your dorm, catching up with Pansy. The Slytherin house was hosting their first big party of the year so the common room was as packed as ever, music blasting through the entire room.

“I plan on not knowing where I am tomorrow morning” You laugh as you pour your first shot.

“Me too sister” Pansy responds.

You take a moment to look around the room, seeing your friends scattered throughout the room. Draco was pouring himself another drink, Theo was talking to a few girls in the corner, and Mattheo was by himself sipping out of his cup.

You and Mattheo had never really been close until this year, he was suddenly protective of you and it seemed like he watched your every move from the moment you stepped on the train. You had even started naming him Matty, a nickname nobody else had for him.

You take the shot and start pouring another drink when a guy, from Ravenclaw and a year older, walks up to you.

“Let’s take a shot together, yeah?” The guy says.

“Sure, you’re Avander right?” you shout over the music so he hears you, “I’m y/n”

“Nice to officially meet you” Avander smiles. You two take the shot before moving to a nearby couch, sitting down practically on top of each other.

Avander seems like a nice guy but you were kind of bored, drifting your attention elsewhere. You scan the room only to see Mattheo staring back at you, watching you sit on Avander’s lap.

“Uhm, I’m gonna go get another drink, want one?” you say.

“I’m good!” Avander responds, continuing his conversation with the person next to him.

You walk over to the drink table. While you’re pouring another drink, you feel someone walk up behind you.

“I don’t like him.” Mattheo’s breath on your neck sends a chill down your spine.

You spin around to face him, your faces just inches apart, “You don’t have to like him, I do.”

“Well, do you?” Mattheo rests a hand on the table behind you, his abdomen practically touching yours now.

“No.” You manage to breathe out. Mattheo’s breath smelled like liquor and cigarettes, a combination you secretly loved.

Mattheo grabs your chin, bringing you in for a kiss. This kiss was heated, quick, and sloppy.

You break away from it, “Matty…” You breathe out as he runs his finger over your bottom lip.

You pull in for another kiss before breaking away and walking to his dorm. As you walk, his hand never leaves the small of your back, guiding you through all of the people into an empty room.

As soon as you step in, Mattheo shuts the door and locks it, blocking anyone from getting in.

“Sit.” Mattheo commands as you fall back onto the bed and sit on the edge, waiting. You kick off your heels in anticipation.

Mattheo walks up to you, his eyes burning into your body. You could feel his gaze make their way across your entire body and you couldn’t help but blush as he approached you.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous” He says as he drops down in front of you, his eyes looking up to your face.

You simply nod before he reaches under your dress and slowly pulls your panties down to your ankles. You lift your feet just slightly so he can fully pull them off. After they’re removed, Mattheo smirks before kissing your thighs, working his way up. He lightly pushes you back, laying you down on the edge of the bed.

After that, you feel him reach you, connecting his lips to your clit.

“Holy shit” You let out. Mattheo moves his tongue meticulously. The sensation that courses through you already has you struggling to keep still. Mattheo grabs your thighs and holds them still as he works around your throbbing clit.

“Mattheo- oh god” You squirm. Mattheo backs away, “You liked that?” He smirks before inserting two fingers deep inside you, pumping in and out at a quick pace.

The sounds that come out of you can only be described as animalistic, making Mattheo smirk. He knows that these reactions are all for him.

“Look at how I make you feel. Such a pretty little slut for me.” Mattheo states as he quickens his pace even more, reaching your g-spot.

“Matty I’m so close” You barely manage to get out in between breaths.

“Cum for me baby.” Mattheo responds as you feel your release. The feeling envelops you, bringing out moans and sounds that you’ve never made before.

Mattheo almost instantly puts his fingers in his mouth, allowing himself to taste you.

“You taste so good” He exclaims. You are still reeling from the overstimulation of your first climax. You knew he wasn’t done with you. You prop yourself up on your shoulders, watching him as he reaches into his dresser.

He pulls out a condom and walks back up to you, you now sitting up in front of him. You could visibly see a bulge in his pants, indicating how hard he was for you. As Mattheo rips the condom package open with his teeth, you undo his belt and pull his pants out. His cock springs up in front of you just inches from your lips. You had always known he was big but you never imagined it being this big. It was almost intimidating.

You give him a look before taking him in your hands and kissing his tip. This caused a loud groan out of him. You take him in your mouth, pumping in and out while using your hands as well. Mattheo covers his eyes with his eyes as he throws his head back.

“Fuck y/n” Mattheo spits out as you continue. You work your tongue around his cock until you feel him twitch. He was getting close. You pull away, saliva lingering on his dick as he pulls the condom onto himself.

As he backs away from the bed, you stand up so you can remove your dress. You turn around and hold your hair up while Mattheo reaches for your zipper and slowly pulls it down. The feeling of his hand going down your back gives you goosebumps.

He pulls the straps off your shoulders and then pulls the dress down, watching and feeling every curve of your body. When it reaches the floor, you kick it out of the way before turning back around to face Mattheo. All that’s left is your bra as Mattheo pulls his shirt off over his head.

The two of you stare at each other, taking in each other’s bodies before Mattheo unsnaps your bra and you shimmy it off.

“Perfect” Mattheo whispers before he lightly pushes you back on the bed. You back onto the bed further as Mattheo climbs on top of you. He starts by kissing you and works his lips down your entire body, making sure to kiss every crevice. He stops at your breasts, taking one in his mouth and the other in his hand.

This evokes a moan out of you as he works with your nipples before switching. You grip the sheets next to you, needing something to hold on to. Mattheo continues to move down your stomach, stopping just above your opening.

“Matty please” You beg and plead. You couldn’t wait any longer. Mattheo climbs back up, dragging his cock around your sensitive area until he finally inserts himself.

“Holy fuck” You exclaim as he goes in deeper, sinking all the way down inside you. The feeling hurts at first but once he starts pumping in and out, the feeling turns into complete euphoria. Nobody had ever felt this good.

Mattheo starts at a very slow pace, making sure to hit every sensitive spot.

“Please-” You try to beg as moans continue to leave your mouth.

“Use your words baby” Mattheo responds, as he leans down and kisses you.

“I need more, please” You manage to get out. He quickens his pace, causing you to close your eyes and grip the sheets around you tighter.

You were praying to God nobody could hear you down at the party.

You can feel your high coming up very soon, Mattheo also slowing down just enough for you to notice.

“I’m so close” You breathe out as you continue gripping the sheets around you.

“Look at me while you finish” Mattheo mutters. You open your eyes, watching Mattheo on top of you. One of his arms was just beside your head, the other holding your hip.

Mattheo and you both maintain eye contact as you climax. Mattheo keeps going just for a few moments before finishing himself. He turns over, laying beside you. The sound of your and his breaths fill the room, both of you trying to catch your breath before doing anything else.

Lying in the dark room, on the bed next to Mattheo felt comforting in a way, even after doing such vulgar things with him. You felt at peace.

Mattheo turns his head to look at you, you returning the favor.

“Still thinking about that Ravenclaw?” Mattheo smirks.

“Shut up.” You nudge his arm as he laughs.

Mattheo turns to his side, you doing the same. He grabs your chin, kissing you but this time it was slow and passionate.

He pulls away, looking at you for a second before saying, “Round two?”

You nod as your lips connect once again.

[concretecultist]

I need Folio smut. Maybe threesome with Folio and Noah🤤

hi!! hello!! i think i can make that happen sorry it took so long to get to this request! 🩵

please remember this is pure FICTION! please do not read if these are not the themes of your taste!

warnings: threesome, p in v, light praise kink, pet names, choking / sleeper hold, indication of developing a poly relationship

A/N: if you enjoy, please comment and reblog 🥰

-Berry🫐

Friends do this sort of thing right? Like… it’s totally normal that you’re sandwiched between your two best friends?

Even if it wasn’t normal, it felt right.

All of you were in sound mind and wanted this without a doubt.

Nick was biting anywhere his mouth could reach, he had his back to the headboard and you were in between his legs while Noah was on his belly in between yours.

“You’re doing so good, Petal,” Nick’s voice made its way through the noise that you and Noah were making, you were moaning louder than you ever have and Noah was humming at how good you were tasting.

Petal.

The name they coined for you because you were such a rare, beautiful flower to them. Any other time it was innocent, but hearing the way it rolls off his lips during this makes it sound like it was made for this situation.

“Nick, I can’t…,”

The both of them laughed as if you have some nerve.

“You can, you wanna know how we know?,” another bite to your neck had you crooning, “Because you’re on your second orgasm and if you couldn’t take it, you would have tapped out by now,”

Noah slipped two fingers inside and the noise of how wet you were was damn near embarrassing.

“She’s squeezing the fuck out of my fingers,” Noah laughed at you, and he wanted you know that he was laughing at you. He had to sit up that way he could just watch the way you fall apart thanks to him, he couldn’t help but add a third one, chuckling at the way your eyes rolled in the back of your head and the way your hands slap down on Nick’s thighs to ground yourself. But there was no amount grounding that could be done.

“You say you can’t but you’re creaming around my fingers, Petal,” his free hand comes to press down on your pelvis, adding the cherry on top by creating circular motions, you could feel the way his fingers came in contact with the ones that were on your mound, only being separated by a wall of flesh.

“Noah!,” you look at him as if to beg him to take it easy on you.

“Nuh uh,” he smirked, “You can be a good girl and cum for us again, can’t you? You know what, don’t answer that. I know you can. You’re almost there,”

Your breath trembled as the knot in your core was becoming too much. You don’t know what you were holding out on but you needed a push.

“Choke her,” Noah smiled, such a cheeky little bastard.

Nick moves his hand to your throat but Noah is quick to stop him.

“Not with your hand,” He instructed, “Use the carotid restraint. Nothing too crazy, just enough to make her dizzy. She’s holding out on us,”

Nick hummed in approval and wrapped his arm around your throat, putting you in a sleeper hold effortlessly. The pressure on the sides of your neck created a lightheaded sensation. You were seeing stars, you felt Noah’s fingers go deeper, Nick’s fingers teasing your nipples, it was heaven sent.

That’s what you needed.

“Gooood girl,” Nick whispered in your ear. You were such a mess. Eyes crossed, drooling, breasts spilling out over your tank top.

The noises between your legs were sloppy and soon you were lightly kicking your feet as you come around Noah’s fingers.

“Ohhhh… fuck!,” the knot finally snapped and you were shuddering under their hands.

Nick had removed his arm so that you could catch your breath, turning your face to his to capture your lips in a hungry kiss.

“You are such a good girl,”

How did you get here? Holy shit, how did you get here?!

“Need more,” you were grabbing at Noah’s shirt, pulling him in. You just needed to taste his lips. Kissing your friends this passionately is normal, right? Like you all just needed to blow off steam, it’s normal to blow off steam like this with your best friends?

“You taste so fucking good,” Noah groans, “Nick, switch me spots. Wanna hold her while you dig deep inside of her,”

His words had you in a frenzy and you were too dizzy to notice them effortlessly switch positions, moving you very softly as they switched.

Once Nick is in front of you, he’s holding your face gently in his hands and peppering kisses all over your face.

“Y’still wanna do this? Just say the word and we can stop, Petal,”

He was so sweet, even after just choking you the way he did, to push you off the edge and have you trembling in his grasp.

“I have nothing to say other than please fuck me,” your eyes fluttered as you look back into his, “I haven’t been taken care of in so long. Please take care of me, Nicky,”

“Christ,” you heard him say under his breath. When you say it like that, how can he say no? Your big shiny eyes, lip slightly poked out in a pout.

“Yeah man, take care of her. Make our pretty little Petal float” Noah is smirking against your neck as he leaves his own bite marks and kisses, fingers pinching at your nipples now.

“Please,” one of your hands reach behind you, tangled in Noah’s hair while the other reached for Nick’s. He held your hand as he lined himself up with you. He easily swallowed your moans as you cried out for him and he didn’t dare let go of your hand.

“Don’t hold back,” Noah instructed, “You’ve adored her for long enough and now you have her. Give it all to her,”

This was all so overwhelming. Nick’s strokes were long and slow and you have Noah in your ear telling him to practically fuck you up.

“And don’t you hold back either, Petal,” he kissed the shell of your ear, “I want to hear you. Let it out, unabashedly. Don’t hide those pretty moans from us,”

Nick has picked up his pace now and Noah’s large hands were keeping your thighs open.

“Nnnnniiiiick!,” you’d gone cross eyed, unable to catch your breath. He was knocking the wind out of you now and it was hard to keep your sanity.

“Petal, you feel so fucking good baby,” Nick was finding it hard to keep himself together. He’d hate to admit how many times he’s imagined this (honestly without Noah because Nick was greedy and wanted you to himself). Now that he was here, he was crumbling. He just wanted to make you feel good, wanted to give it to you the way you deserved.

And by the pretty sounds you were making, he was doing a pretty good job.

“Nick, don’t stop. You’re gonna make me cum,” it was almost humiliating how close you were already, “Oh no,” you were panting now.

“what’s wrong?,” Noah asked.

“It’s too soon!,” you whine, “I’m gonna fucking cum and it’s too soon,”

You wanted to stay like this forever. Noah massaging your thighs, rutting his hips against your back, kissing and biting all over your shoulders while Nick holds your hand, kissing your lips and cheeks and your forehead while driving his hips into you.

This is totally normal.

“Harder,” you plead, “Please, Nicky. Harder, harder, harder!!!,”

You watched as his eyes rolled while driving his hips to pound into you.

“Fuck, tell me where you want me, Petal. I need to know, you’ve got me so close,”

You move Noah’s hands so you can wrap your thighs around Nick.

“Inside me,” you rasp, “I need to feel all of you,”

“I’m gonna fucking cum,” You heard Noah grunt, his hips moving faster.

“Choke me,” you turn to Noah, pulling his head down for another quick sloppy kiss, you couldn’t get enough of his taste “I need it. Fucking choke me, please!,”

With glossy eyes you look back to Nick who was barely keeping it together. Noah snaked his arm around your neck like he advised Nick to do earlier. You feel the sweet embrace of the squeeze and everything was dialed to 100.

His other hand made its way between your legs to rub circles onto your clit. It was all too much. Nick deep inside of you, biting and kissing on your chest, Noah choking you, kissing your neck and cheek while his finger create a fast pace in the bundle of nerves between your legs.

You were about to burst into flames.

“Oh God, I love you two!,” the words slip out in a fucked out haze but you can’t bring yourself to care. With Nick’s hand squeezing yours and you in Noah’s lap while he holds you like this, it would make anyone fall in love.

Especially when the love was already there.

You didn’t catch the look they shared before you feel Noah smiling against your ear once more, “Oh, baby. We love you too,”

You had to bring Nick up to your lips, just needing to feel him on your lips once more before you fall apart for them.

“We’re gonna catch you, Petal. You can fall, baby,”

Noah’s whispered words made their way through the fog and you gave in. You couldn’t keep yourself together anymore.

You came with sob so loud it sounded like it came out of a porno.

“Fuckfuckfuck.. I… g-god!!!,”

“It’s okay,” Nick assured, kissing your trembling lips.

Him and Noah weren’t too far behind, chasing their own releases and falling apart together right after you. Noah’s arm now hanging loosely on your chest while Nick’s forehead was resting against yours.

Your sniffling caught their attention and they were untangling themselves to tend to you.

“What’s going on, Petal?,” Nick questioned, using a thumb to wipe your tears.

“That was… you two took s-such good care of me,”

“That’s our job,” He smirked, “Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah? How’s a bath then movies and pizza sound?,”

You’re absentmindedly nodding your head, still in a daze at what just happened. Going through a rollercoaster like that with two of the most important people in your life was not something you expected to happen, despite it being a long desired dream.

“Will you two stay the night?,” you looked back and forth between them, eyes shining in a sort of shyness as it sets in that you told them you loved them. You usually do but… this … was different.

They diminished your worries though, both taking turns to kiss you and giving you reassuring smiles.

“Petal, we’re never gonna leave you,”

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i haven’t written threesomes in a while so i hope you enjoyed this, anon!!🩵

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Lips of an Angel: Chaggie

Charlie: (flops face first onto the bar) UuuUUUuuUgGgGgggHh!!!

♦️Husker♣️: (mixes a Shirley Temple and slides the glass over to Charlie)

Charlie: (hand makes random grabby motions until she finds the drink and practically rips it off the counter so she can suck on the straw childishly)

Angel: What's got your panties in a twist?

Charlie: Thank you for not saying taco.

Angel: (shrugs) Meh. It's only funny to say that around Vags. But, seriously, what's with the theatrics?

Charlie: (whining groan) It's my and Vaggie's anniversary and I wanted to make it special by writing a song to sing to her, but I've been working on this for WEEKS and I can't think of anything!

♦️Husker♣️: (wide-eyed blink) Oh. Shit.

Angel: (sprays his drink all over the bar while coughing) Holy Fuck Biscuits, Charlie!!!

Cherry 🍒: I don't get it. What's the problem?

Charlie: (wails) Of all the things I can sing about, I should be able to write a full symphony about my own girlfriend!

Cherry 🍒: So? You literally had to worry about an Extermination-slash-war with Heaven and rebuilding the hotel. Just go online and find a song that matches how you feel.

Charlie: Isn't that a bit of a cop-out?

Cherry 🍒: Pshh! Hardly. (Pulls out her phone and pulls up a list of songs before tossing the device to Charlie) Here. Knock yourself out.

Charlie: Okay, if it's not really a cop-out, then I guess I can take a look. (Scrolls through the list before gasping with sparkles in her eyes) This one! This one's perfect!

Angel: What's that?

Charlie: Lips of an Angel! It's perfect! It covers Vaggie's angelic traits and how.... What's so funny?

♦️Husker♣️: (turning his back to the bar to hid his giggles by pretending to take inventory)

Angel: (snickering) I don't think that song means what you think it does, Toots.

Charlie: (cocks an eyebrow) What do you mean? (Reads from the lyrics while singing) 🎶"It's really good to hear your voice, saying my name. It sounds so sweet. Coming from the lips of an angel, hearing those words it makes me weak." 🎶

Cherry 🍒: (tamping down her snickers) I think what Angel's trying to say is that this is more of a rock ballad, not a cutsey musical. Not exactly something you tend to sing, babe.

Charlie: Oh... (kicked puppy face)

Cherry 🍒: (under her breath) Fucking Hell, how do you guys deal with this girl?

Angel & ♦️Husker♣️: (shrug)

Cherry 🍒: (sighs) Buuuuut, I think Vaggie might be into it. She seems like the type to like a good rock song about love.

Charlie: (eyes sparkling) Really?! You think so?!

Cherry 🍒: Uh... Yeah... But we're gonna have to change your outfit to match. You can't look like a 1930s businessman while singing rock, girlie.

Charlie: (blinks and stares at her suit) But... I don't know how to dress "rock".

Cherry 🍒: Oh, for fuck's sakes... Come on. (Grabs Charlie's arm and drags her away) I'm gonna get you punked out.

Charlie: *gasp* Yaaaaaaay!!!!