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diddybok · 1 year

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Request: Skz accidentally finding out one of reader’s kinks… could be a drabble or text! <3

oh my god…yes. happy birthday to me😌

18+ below the cut peeps

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in anyway represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: hyung line x gn!reader

➩genre(s): smut

➩warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, kinks: hair pulling, spit, choking, humiliation. penetration (not specified what hole. this one is for all the delulus out there)

➩author’s note: yeah, smut. just nasty smut. mAy have gotten carried away with this. mAy have had some revelations. mAy be chronically down bad for hyunjin after this…and EYE wrote it.

➩part(s): next

chris | hair pulling | 0.9k (955) words

You were laying on the bed next to Chris. You watching the newest installment of the Bridgerton series, and he playing Pokemon Go. Your friends and the boys constantly tease the two of you saying that you act like a couple when really you aren’t. Chris gets annoyed, much more than he likes to admit, at the constant allegation. However, you don’t pay it any mind. If anything you add fuel to the fire.

Ping…ping…ping

You groan loudly and press pause on your show.

“If you could be so kind to turn the ringer on your phone off? I’m trying to watch a sexy scene and your pinging is taking me out the moment!” You say turning your attention to Chris, his eyes still glued to the screen.

He just hums in response but makes no move to flip the switch on the side of his phone.

Ping…ping…ping

He chuckles lowly before swiping the notification up to continue his battle. You crawl over to him and snatch his phone from his hand. It seems you will have to see for yourself just who is blowing up his phone.

“Y/n give it back!” He reaches over to grab the phone but you turn your whole body away from him, laughing as you curl up tightly trying to read the notifications.

“My my my, who is Aaliyah?” You gasp dramatically. “I miss you so much baby, can’t wait ‘til I can see you again, need you bad Channie” You mimic in a high pitched voice.

“Y/n I’m serious just give it back!” He growls. It has now turned into a scramble of sorts. You underneath, curled up in a foetal position. Him, on top as he tries to pry your body open to retrieve his phone.

Chris accidentally releases his grasp on you and in that moment you roll from underneath him. Planning to escape out of his room, you hastily make a move to climb off the bed.

It all happened so quickly. The grab. The noise. The drop of the phone. The awkward silence.

In your attempt to flee, Chris had grabbed you by your hair and yanked you back. You could have wailed, could have screamed, but you did neither. No, what you did was far worse.

You had released a guttural moan.

You. Moaning because Chris pulled your hair.

Neither of you dared to speak, nor look each other in the eyes. You were embarrassed to say the least. Your best friend had just discovered that you have a hair pulling kink. He on the other hand took one too many deep breaths to calm himself. He has never heard you make a noise like that before. Much less because of him.

“I, ahem- your phone. I’m sorry…you can have it back.” You say keeping your eyes glued to his bedsheets as you slide the phone over to his leg.

You go to retract your hand quickly so that you can go get a glass of water to cool yourself down. He grabs your wrist almost instantaneously. Not letting you get far at all.

“Look at me.” He demands. You do as he says, slowly bringing your eyes to meet his. You don’t have to look down at his chest to detect the way it rises and falls heavily.

He gently runs his hand all the way up your arm, an agenda clearly on his mind. You’re frozen in place as you feel his hand creep to the nape of your neck, his fingers spreading wide as they make their way into your hair.

Without warning, he tugs your head back harshly causing another involuntary moan to fall from your lips. A soft gasp is released from Chris, clearly enjoying the way you react to the action.

You guess that’s how you found yourself in this predicament. Knees no doubt bruising as you take Chris’ cock repeatedly down the depths of your throat.

His hand was embedded deeply into your hair, gripping it tight and using it as a leverage to fuck himself into your mouth.

“Fuck~ just like that Y/n. Mm, m’gonna use you as my personal fuck toy. Forget all the other girls I see. Just pull your hair whenever I need you huh? I don’t know why I didn’t think about it earlier.” Chris says more to himself than to you, releasing a small whine.

The picture that this will leave in your mind is sure to be one that will fog your brain for the next couple of months at least. You never really thought about Chris in this way. Perhaps in the beginning stages of your friendship, but it quickly went away when you found out he was a manwhore.

Nothing wrong with that of course, you never had any reason to judge him for it. But god if this is what you were missing. You most definitely would not mind being his personal fuck toy. Platonically of course…

Your eyes are currently watering, as you gag and swallow. Making Chris grip your hair tighter making you moan. That was the breaking point for him as he unloads into your mouth. Not giving you any chance to waste a single drop.

He releases his hold on you, slowly pulling out of your mouth before slapping the tip on your cheek a couple times.

You look up at him, your glossed over eyes making him coo at you as he strokes your head softly.

“I hope your head isn’t too sore yet, ‘cause I’m gonna use it to fuck you back onto my cock, okay?” Chris says with a devilish smile.

Forget the sexy scene on television, you’re currently living in the sexiest one of all!

minho | spit | 0.6k (673) words

You and Minho are getting ready for bed after a long day of camping activities. You’re going back home from Korea tomorrow night so you wanted to spend as much time with your best friend as you could.

Even if that meant agreeing to do whatever he says for the last few days you shared together. Surprisingly, it was a lot of fun. You went fishing and caught a fish. You learnt how to build a campfire from scratch. Went kayaking and almost tipped it over. Let Minho spit in your mouth—

Wait, what?

You shake your head to come back to reality. Minho swirls water around in his mouth before spitting it out into the sink.

He wipes his mouth as he looks up at you, your gaze seemingly transfixed onto his mouth.

He still tastes the toothpaste in his mouth so he leans back over the sink about to spit, but then he looks up at you. Holding your unwavering gaze.

He spits slowly, the saliva descending down into the sink. As it disconnects, he licks his bottom lip smirking at you.

You watched the whole ordeal, obviously. Which explains why you suddenly squeeze your thighs, shifting from one foot to another.

“Either I’m living in a dream right now, or you, Y/n, are simply filthy.”

“Huh?” You say blinking rapidly.

“Huh? Huh?” He mocks, walking over to you.

What is wrong with you? Snap out of it! That is your best friend, you definitely should not be thinking about him spitting in your mouth as you get pounded by his dick.

“I can practically hear your thoughts. That or you’re speaking aloud.” He smirks, now inches away from your face.

It seems you finally regain consciousness as your hands claw at the sheets. Minho pummels you from behind at a relentless pace, making you drool.

You hear him chuckle, his hand falling beneath your chin to catch any saliva before bringing it up to smear on your mouth.

His hand moves to the underside of your jaw, forcing your head back. Your view of him now upside down as he doesn’t slow the pace.

“Are you gonna admit that you’re a filthy little slut who likes spit?” He teases, smiling down at you.

You can only mewl in response, he’s got you going dumb and he certainly enjoys it.

Bringing his hand up to your cheeks, he squeezes gently. Getting you to open your mouth. You do, even going as far to stick your tongue out.

“Oh look how obedient you are.” He spits into your mouth. His hold on your jaw releases as he moves that hand to cup your chest, hoisting you up so your back, though arched, is against his chest.

He fucks up into you. The sound of skin slapping against skin and both of your moans fill the tent. Those other poor people are no doubt just trying to enjoy their family camping trip, and here comes the two of you; unapologetically loud as shit.

“M-Minho…m’close.” You whine. He just chuckles in response, stroking that sweet spot inside of you to push you over the edge.

It isn’t long before you’re quivering on him, your body already becoming limp as your eyes roll into the back of your head reaching that sweet release. Before you can lavish in the feeling, you’re pulled off of him and he guides your head back to his pelvis.

“You’re gonna swallow every last drop I give you m’kay? No spitting this out sweetheart.” Minho says as he moans. Pumping himself faster as he unloads his seed into your mouth which you gladly swallow.

He uses the tip of his cock to smear any remnants of his climax on your lips. He smiles down at you, praising you for doing such a good job whilst also saying how dirty you are.

This will certainly make your relationship with him all the more questionable. Let’s hope it won’t be the only thing that clouds your mind on the flight home!

changbin | choking | 0.8k (898) words

You and Changbin are in the park having a cutesy little picnic. You may or may not have forced him to come with you since your other friends cancelled at the last minute and you had prepared so much. It’s good that you and Changbin are so alike because neither of you like to waste any food.

You have both been snacking on some grapes, when you look down and see there is only one left on the vine. Quickly whilst his attention was elsewhere, you pluck the grape from its vine.

You turn your head as you go to put the grape into your mouth, but a firm hand on your wrist stops you.

“You swear you’re like a ninja.” Changbin laughs as you turn to look at him with squinted eyes. He just shakes his head, his other hand held out awaiting the grape.

You look at his hand, the grape, his hand again and then back up to his face.

“If you think I’m giving you this grape, then you are surely mistaken.” You say, you’re tone curt.

Changbin looks at you, before shaking his head overzealously. You look at him confused.

“Why are you shaking your head at me?”

“Sorely.”

“What?”

“You said surely mistaken. It’s sorely mistaken, doofus.” He says before bursting out into a fit of laughter.

You look momentarily taken aback, a quiet ‘oh’ coming out of your mouth before you look at Changbin’s laughing state.

“For that, I’m taking the grape.” He says, plucking the grape from your hand and putting it in his mouth. He starts to chew it teasingly in your face, closing his eyes as he does so.

Successfully irked, you lunge towards him from your seated position. Unfortunately for your lacklustre skills, he easily manoeuvres you so that your back is against his chest as his bicep and forearm enclose your throat.

He squeezes playfully, well aware that the two of you are in public.

“Nice try, munchkin. You’re gonna have to be faster than that.” Changbin gloats.

You bring your hands up to hold his arm, your hands barely able to enclose his whole forearm. You try to pry his arm off but it’s to no avail as he doesn’t budge.

He squeezes tighter, his mouth moving closer to your ears.

“You know I’m not even trying right?” He teasingly whispers into your ear.

“Bin unhand me.” You plead.

“What, you’ve given up already?”

“If you squeeze my throat any tighter, I am not responsible for the…sounds that will come out of me.” You say tapping his forearm.

Changbin’s eyes widen slightly as he realises what you meant. He releases you and you crawl back to the other side of the picnic blanket, fixing your outfit and your hair, pretending like you didn’t say what you just said.

“You mean to tell me that me choking you was turning you on?” He asks with genuinity.

You turn to him, shrugging a little. The way you act so nonchalant clearly has an effect on him as he tries not to get turned on himself.

It didn’t work, for either of you, as you find yourself in the back of his car sitting on his legs as his fingers pump viciously in and out of you.

“Shh, you gotta be quiet. Don’t want people to start getting suspicious.” Changbin speaks into your ear.

You do your best to be quiet, but you don’t trust yourself so you put a hand over your mouth.

“Fuck you’re gripping my fingers so tight. Mm I can’t wait to ruin you. ‘Cause I’m gonna. Yeah, fuck you clenched when I said that. Want me to ruin you, don’t you my sweet?” Changbin purrs.

Your other hand grips his thigh, the coil within the pit of your stomach starting to tighten. You remove your hand from your mouth as your breath starts to quicken, small whines being released here and there.

“Bin, I can’t hold it.” You whine.

“You don’t have to hold it sweetness. Come for me.” He says his hand going to your neck and pressing on the sides of your throat.

The restriction of air and the squeeze of his hand mixed with his fingers has you seeing stars. Your moan caught in your throat as you orgasm. The lack of air prolongs your release and unfortunately for Changbin, you make a mess all over the backseat of his car.

He smiles as he watches you get lost in the pleasure. He loosens his grip on your neck and relishes in your pants as you try to catch your breath.

“Well I’m going to need to deep clean my car, but it was so worth it.” Changbin says, rubbing you through your high and placing a soft kiss to the side of your head.

You move yourself off of his lap, momentarily looking out the window to see if there were any wanderers that got too curious. Taking a deep breath your eyes meet Changbin’s and he looks at you with a sweet, unwavering smile.

“What’s that look for?…”

“Oh nothing, just thinking about all the places m’gonna fuck you when we get back to mine.” Changbin says, his smile widening even more.

Oh wow, you’re in for a long night ahead of you. Better hope those grapes gave you enough energy for the rest of the day!

hyunjin | humiliation | 1.4k (1446) words

Hyunjin is teaching you part of his dance routine in the studio. You were bored, and teaching somebody helps him to recount the steps.

For the most part, you were able to keep up with him. Picking up the steps with ease until there was a particularly hard move.

You can see the frustration building on Hyunjin’s face as you keep messing up this step. The one he tried to teach you fifteen minutes ago…

“Y/n no. Lift your arm like this, this.” He says demonstrating the correct way to do it.

You copy the motion. You think that you are nailing it and that he is just being too pedantic which explains his elongated sigh.

“Hyunjin, I don't know what you think I’m doing wrong. I’m literally doing it the way you do it!” You say, now getting frustrated at him and his perfectionist ways.

He looks at you through the mirror, scoffing and doing the dance move how you did it. Clearly over-exaggerating the way you did it.

“Does that look right to you? No, it doesn’t. It’s not even a hard step Y/n and you’re struggling to do it.” He says, walking back over to the laptop to replay the song.

This is embarrassing. You should feel embarrassed. Yet you hide a smile. There’s something about the way Hyunjin gets riled up and then proceeds to belittle you for clearly not being a professional dancer like he is.

Ridiculous isn’t it?

“Okay let’s go from the top.” Hyunjin says, counting the both of you in.

The song plays and you both dance to the rhythm. Everything was going swell until you purposefully messed up a move that you know you have no trouble doing.

“Oh for fuck’s sake!”

You wish you could take a mental picture of Hyunjin’s scowl and print it out. He looks at you, almost pitiful as he turns down the music, his hands on his hip as his tongue pokes the inside of his cheek.

“What are you fucking inept or something? What’s going on? You don’t know your left from your rights? Hm? You need me to teach you the alphabet whilst we’re at it?” Hyunjin taunts, now walking towards you.

You say nothing, looking up at him with eyes as innocent as you can get them.

“Cat caught your tongue? Or have you just become so dumb that you can’t even speak anymore?” Hyunjin speaks lowly, backing you into the full length mirror.

He raises a single eyebrow at you, waiting for you to say something. He huffs out a laugh when he realises you’re not going to respond, but rather cower beneath him.

You really are spoiled aren’t you? It seems it is so because you got whatever you wanted from this. One moment he pinned you up against the wall, you shoving your tongue down his throat. Then he was shoving his dick down your throat. And now here you are, on all fours, forced to watch as he thrusts harshly into you from behind.

“This what you needed hm? You just needed to be fucked didn’t you. Naw, dumb baby’s just too stupid to ask for what they want so they decide to piss me off instead huh?” Hyunjin grunts landing a smack on your backside.

You moan embarrassingly loud, jolting forwards slightly as you feel the impact of his hand on your flesh.

The song plays in the background adding to the already sexual tension that is in the dance studio.

Hyunjin stops thrusting, looking at you in the mirror as you stumble a little. The rhythm of thrusts throwing you off as your hips stutter in their movement.

“You’re gonna fuck yourself on my dick to the beat of the song. See if you’re not completely useless. It would be wise not to piss me off further so if you do a good job, maybe I’ll be nice.” Hyunjin says crossing his arms.

You wait to see if he was bluffing, looking back at him only to be met with a raise of his eyebrow. You turn back around, meeting his gaze in the mirror. You tune your ears to the song and start throwing it back to the beat. (y’all why this make me bust out laughing okay sorry continue.)

For the first two counts of eight, you were doing pretty well. Matching each beat with the sound of your bottom colliding with his pelvis. He watches you intently as if it were you dancing. He bites his lip, holding back his own moans.

The chorus of the song comes along and you miss a count. You try to catch up by speeding up your movements, but that just feels too good. Hyunjin tsks at you.

“You can’t even do this correctly. How embarrassing Y/n. Is there anything you can do without my help?” Hyunjin says shaking his head as he grabs both of your arms.

You clench around him at his words, making his tough exterior falter ever so slightly as he curses under his breath at the way you squeeze him so tightly.

He holds your arms like handles as he repeatedly slams you back onto him. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and then close tightly as he reaches deeper, continuously hitting that sweet spot inside.

“You better open your fuckin’ eyes and watch as you take what I give you.” He says, his tongue coming out to wet his lip as he smirks mischievously.

You flutter your eyes open, meeting his gaze in the mirror as your mouth hangs open releasing silent moans. Who knew that being humiliated would turn you on to the point it has? You watch his face contort into concentration. Sweat pouring down his face and falling onto your lower back.

“Hyune, just like that, please. I’m so close.” You whine.

He tilts his head, one of his hands releasing your wrist to reach beneath you and between your thighs, rubbing you quickly.

“Oh yeah? And you think you deserve it?” He teases.

You nod relentlessly, not even caring for his permission as you spasm around him as he lands a particularly powerful thrust.

As he watches you come undone on him he scoffs a laugh, shaking his head before chasing his own release.

“Mm, where’d you want it? Inside? So it drips down your thighs for everyone to see? Ah fuck, yeah I think so.” He says, small whines leaving his throat.

He pushes your body all the way down as he now lays on top of you, rutting into you. He lifts one leg up to ground him so he can reach deeper, the rocking motion overstimulating you as you convulse around him once more. You choke out a sob, tears starting to run down your face.

He catches your expression in the mirror, the tears streaming down and it sends him over the edge. With one final rock, he stills as his cock twitches deep inside of you. Painting your walls white deep inside.

He rests his forehead on the back of your head. Both of you spent as the sounds of heavy breathing and the song fill the room.

He slowly pulls out of you, both of you whining at the loss of the warmth. He rolls you over, placing a kiss to the underside of your jaw.

“Y/n? Are you still with me?” He asks, glancing over your face and down your body. He sees some of his cum trailing out of you and he uses his fingers to push it back in. Fixated on the way your hole envelopes his fingers so accommodatingly.

He only stops when he feels your hand push his chest and he chuckles lightly.

“You know you really don’t take orders well. I think I need to train you.” He says, brushing a stray hair out of your face as you finally open your eyes and look up at him.

He hums softly, admiring you before getting up and sorting himself out so that he is decent to the eyes of the public again.

“Get up. That wasn’t a reward, you’re going to just have to dance with my cum running down your legs now. The quicker you get the choreography, the quicker you’ll get to shower.” Hyunjin says walking over to the laptop and restarting the song.

He leaves you to get yourself up on wobbly arms and you smile to yourself. He should know by now that you most certainly do not put up without a fight.

Hopefully you don’t “accidentally” mess up any more of the moves and make him belittle you again…

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yoongiofmydreams · 2 years

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Please ignore this anecdote

#okay so i am ashamed to say that i listened to paradise for the first time yesterday #it’s fucking fire #so i was listening just now as im headed to sleep and a panic strikes me #what if this sexy sexy song turns out to be about getting good grades #just like dpine breaker wasnt sbout breakin backs #they put this great but wholesome messages onto sexy as beats and sultry voices #then i said a message about getting good grades isnt exactly their style it’d be about like not letting school work drain your happiness #and i told myself that i wasnt going to look up the translation #but i did look at the spotify lyrics while listening to the song and peeped the sparse english lines and i just know im fucking right #i love them and their messages #theyre a fucking light and i agreee #i will be blatently living in my fantasy of non wholesome lyrics to this song and that’s that

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jiyascepter · 3 months

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The Tattoo | 18+ Only

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Pairing: Rockstar!Bucky x Fem!Tattoo Artist!Reader

Words: 3820

Summary: Bucky, the charismatic and wildly popular rock performer of America, asks for a tattoo from you in a rather..."unconventional" place 👀

Warnings/Content: Smut; Use of "Y/n", Lightly drunk Bucky & Steve, shy/nervous reader, cursing, mention of tattoo needles (no tattoo making scene!), cocky & teasy bucky, mention of getting tattoo on dick, bucky smokes a bit, bucky has piercings and tattoos on his body, semi-public, m!masturbation, handjob, blowjob, kissing, biting, licking, nipple licking (both male and female receiving!), acliteration, riding, praising, nicknames, begging, missionary, softdom vibes from bucky ;) lmk if i missed anything!

A/n: my first bucky fic!! i hope you all like it 𖹭 also there's a lil pun in the last line if u see it which i wanted to add for no reason || also thank you @buckys-wintersoldier & @vbecker10 for motivating my lazy ass to finish this fic, bucky is sending kisses your way <3

The hum of the tattoo machine had just died down as you began cleaning up your shop for the night, the last customer thanking you for the beautiful work you did on her arm.

The familiar scent of ink and disinfectant mingled in the air, grounding you after a long day of work.

The night was winding down, and you were just about ready to call it a day when you heard the sound of a powerful engine gliding down to the dirt road, roaring in the quiet of the small town nestled in the heart of South America, reminiscent of a Midwest American town but infused with a distinctive Latin flavour.

You walk over to your window, which was painted with bold texts of “TATTOO” in different fonts and colours all over, but there was still space to peek at what was happening outside.

The car's rich wine paint gleamed under the moonlight and came to a halt just outside the porch of your shop.

Dust swirled in its wake, kicked up from the gravel road, the familiar vintage Mustang came to a halt just outside the pavement of your shop.

The doors opened from both sides and silhouettes of two men momentarily outlined against the street lights as they got out of the car and you immediately recognized who they were.

James “Bucky” Barnes. The popular, deliciously sexy rockstar of America. Lead vocalist and sometimes drummer of his band.

For over a year he had been your regular customer, gotten about five tattoos on his amazing body from you, secretly away from the eyes of the paparazzi.

He used to drive from the city to your little tattoo shop settled in the small town, just to get a tattoo from you because of the popular reviews about your talented and clean tattoo skills.

Despite his fame and money, he wanted his tattoos from an “authentic” tattoo shop situated in the Midwest.

You had always had a crush on him, even before he became your customer, used to seeing him go all crazy on the stage.

And oh he looked so hot doing that.

He was with his friend and guitarist of the band, Steve Rogers today and your breathing hitched when you saw them both get out of the car just outside your shop.

You were used to him visiting usually during the early mornings, but it was the first time he drove in this late.

The sound of Bucky's laughter, mixed with the boisterous voice of his guitarist Steve Rogers, drifted through the shop's glass window.

They staggered, arms over each other’s shoulders as they giggled over what you could not figure, but it was something stupid for sure.

Were they…drunk?

Not wanting them to see you peeping at them like a nosy neighbour, you quickly pulled back from the window and pretended to be back to cleaning your equipment.

The faint chime of the customer bell was heard when they both entered, a light drunken grin on both of their faces.

“There’s my favourite tattoo maker.” Bucky spoke in a deep rumble that made your stomach roll.

You turned and looked at him with a smile on your face. “Mr. James! It’s been so long since you..last visited...” You cringed at how excited you sounded in the beginning.

“Yeah it’s been a whi…oh come here…” He slurred and pulled you in a hug, surprising you with it, your face meeting the hard muscles of his chest. You blushed a little and Steve grinned at the sight.

Maybe it was the drink, because you two had never hugged. You had always tried to maintain yourself in front of him enough to not let him know that you had a massive crush on him.

You try to calm yourself when he pulls away, hating how you were always nervous around him. You looked up at him, then Steve and said with a nervous chuckle, “Uhm…What are you two doing here at this hour anyway?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

“Oh, he needs a tattoo.” Steve says eagerly.

You sighed, shaking your head. “Sorry, Mr. James, I can't give you a tattoo when you're drunk.”

“I'm not drunk,” Bucky insisted and Steve agreed.

You could smell the alcohol on his breath and gave him a sceptical look. “I can smell it right from your breath, Mr James.”

He reached out and took your hand, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. "Y/n, please. I'm not drunk, and I need to do this." He put extra emphasis on the word "need," his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that made your knees weak.

Damn those blue eyes.

You sighed, feeling the familiar flutter of nerves in your stomach. "Al-Alright…but if you regret it tomorrow-”

“-he won’t, that's a promise. Besides, we’re still in our senses.” Steve says, patting Bucky’s back.

You smiled and agreed.

“Okay then, I’ll get going for a drink while he gets inked.” Steve says, asking the routes of the nearby local bar from you.

Once he left, you looked at Bucky and politely asked him to take a seat on the tattoo bench. “So, where are you planning to get the tattoo?”

He smirked and took a seat on the tattoo bench, taking off his dark leather jacket and keeping it aside. “I was thinking if you could give me a tattoo on my, well, let's just say it's a bit unconventional.”

You look at him sceptically, “where do yo-” it took a moment for you to realise what he was implying. When it clicked, your eyes widened, and a blush crept up your cheeks. "You mean…?"

“Yup,” he confirmed, enjoying your reaction. “On my cock.”

“It's a dare by Steve,” he added with a chuckle.

Ah, so that’s why Steve was so eager.

Oh god, you think. You had tattooed his inviting arms, irresistible abs, and even his thighs (only god knew the struggle you endured to control yourself that time), but you had never imagined giving him one on his most precious body part. Your heart hammered in your chest.

You had tattooed plenty of people in intimate areas before, but this was Bucky Barnes. THE Bucky Barnes. Your secret crush, the rockstar you had always fantasised about. And now he was standing in your shop, asking you to tattoo his most private area.

“I, uh, okay,” you managed to say, your voice shaking slightly. “But you’ll need to… you know, get it…hard.”

He grinned. “That will not be a problem, sweetheart,” he says in a flirty manner.

Ugh, why was he like this? If this man never flirted with you, acted like a stereotypical asshole celebrity, maybe you would have lost interest in him and would not have been stuttering and blushing for no reason. But he was always so sweet and so direct with his words.

“T-then you can lay down and get comfortable…I’ll…get the things ready…” you instructed, trying to sound like this was just another Thursday for you, and it was, but not when it’s HIM.

You turned your back to him, gathering your supplies and trying to calm your racing heart. You positioned your seat so you couldn’t see him while he worked himself up, but you could hear every little noise he made.

After a slight rustling of his clothing, the dark denim jeans– the creaking of the tattoo bench when he laid down, you knew the rock singer was absolutely naked behind you.

In no time you could hear his soft groans that sent shivers down your spine. You fought the urge to take a quick glimpse.

“No, no, no, this is so wrong,” you muttered to yourself. You try to busy yourself cleaning the needles, but the way he was making those sounds made it really hard to concentrate.

Bucky, leaned back on the tattoo bench, the cool air of the shop brushing against his skin as he worked himself up. He tried to imagine all the girls he’d ever fucked, but the setting was not quite adding up.

A playful smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he watched you busy yourself with the supplies. His keen blue eyes took in every detail of your nervous movements, the way your hands trembled slightly as you gathered the ink and needles.

He could sense your flustered state, the barely contained excitement in your voice, and the way your cheeks had flushed a deep pink when you realised what he wanted.

He smirked to himself, he loved seeing you flustered, the way your voice hitched when you spoke to him. It was endearing.

As he lay there, waiting for himself to get fully hard, he couldn’t help but think about how much he enjoyed teasing you.

He loved the way your cheeks flushed when he called you sweetheart, the way your eyes darted away when he caught you staring at his body.

He had suspected for a while that you had a crush on him, and the thought had crossed his mind more than once: what would it be like if he made a move? Tonight, with the alcohol loosening his inhibitions, he decided to push the boundaries a little more.

“Y/n…?” His voice broke the chain of your sexy thoughts.

“Mhm…?” You responded, trying to sound nonchalant.

“Do you wanna take a look, sweetheart?” he teased.

Your face burned with embarrassment.

Did he figure you out? That you were thirsting over his undoubtedly beautiful co– now was not the time.

“N-no,” you stammered, heart hammering in your chest.

He lets out a deep chuckle. “No? But you gotta look to draw on me.”

“Oh so you’re- are you ready, Mr James?” You say, deeply breathing to calm your nerves.

“I think I am, yes.”

You turned around slowly, your eyes widening at the sight of him lying there, fully exposed below, just his shirt on. You swallowed hard, trying to keep your composure as you wore your silicone gloves and approached him with the rest of your supplies.

You tried to calm yourself. Maybe this would not be so tough if you didn’t think too much. You looked at his cock, your breathing hitched.

“Mr James…this…isn’t hard enough.” You say, cringing at your words.

He grins to himself. “Not hard enough huh?”

You nod shyly trying not to look at his cock again. “It needs to be fully erect…or the tattoo wouldn’t look good.”

He shifted a bit towards your side in his bench and said in a low tone, “How about you help me sweetheart?”

“H-help?” You reply, your voice trembling slightly.

Bucky’s eyes twinkled with perversity as he smirked at you. “I wouldn’t mind an…extra help.”

You shook your head, trying to resist the pull of his charm. “I really shouldn’t,” you insisted, but your resolve was weakening under his intense gaze.

Bucky leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear as he spoke. “Just a little assistance,” he murmured, his lips almost brushing against your skin, “from my sweet tattoo artist.”

You bit your lip, the temptation becoming too strong to resist. With a shaky breath, you nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. “Let’s get this over with, it’s…it’s getting late already…”

And with an unsteady hand you wrapped your hand around his needy member.

“Fuck,” Bucky hissed, nearly pushing his hips forward for you. You started stroking his semi-hard length, staring at it and then his face for the reaction. And oh, was he enjoying it. He was enjoying it too much.

“T-the gloves…” He almost whispered, gesturing to your silicone gloves you were wearing. “Take ‘em off…”

In no time you almost made it your goal to please him, taking off your gloves and gripping his cock tighter and brushing it up and down with your soft, bare hand.

You touched his red tip with your thumb, and noticed how it glistened with pre-cum at your touch.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this,” he whimpered, gripping the leather bench tightly with both of his hands. You looked at him and murmured with a shy grin, “I’m a tattoo artist, what did you expect?” He grinned at your answer, “such…skilled hands…baby, you’re a handful.”

You squeezed the base of his thick cock, and he let out the sexiest moan you must’ve heard from a man.

You watched as Bucky's face contorted with pleasure, your hand moving up and down his length, feeling the smooth, hot skin beneath your fingers.

Bucky’s voice ringed in your ears again, “Y/n,” he said low and husky, “take a lick, sweetheart.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, your body responding to his request before your mind could catch up.

You leaned down, your breath warm against his skin, and flicked your tongue across his tip, tasting the salty pre-cum. His reaction was immediate, a sharp intake of breath followed by a deep, guttural moan.

“Fuck, I knew you wanted it,” he whispered, his hands clenching the edges of the leather cushion. You gripped the base of his cock, holding it while your other hand massaged his balls.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” he murmured. Encouraged by his response, you took him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head before taking him deeper. He groaned louder, his hips bucking slightly as you sucked him, your hand still working his base.

Bucky's hand—adorned with several metal rings—found its way to your hair, gently guiding your movements as you bobbed your head up and down. "Just like that, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice strained with pleasure. "You like my cock, don’t you?"

“Mhm…” you hummed, releasing his cock from your mouth and putting it in again. You felt a surge of pride at his words, your arousal growing with each passing second.

You hollowed your cheeks, taking him deeper into your mouth, feeling him swell and harden further. His moans grew louder, more desperate, and you knew he was getting close.

Before he could finish, you cooed in your sweetest voice, “Mr. James, I need you inside me.”

Bucky's eyes darkened with lust at your whispered request, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. “Cutie wants that huh?”

Without waiting for a response, he leaned forward and captured your lips in a heated kiss, his tongue immediately delving into your mouth.

The kiss was hungry, passionate, his hands roaming your body with an urgency that made your head spin.

His hands surrounded your waist, grabbing hold of the hem of your top and lifted it up from your body and kissed you hungrily again. He discarded it carelessly, his hands immediately finding your breasts, kneading them through your bra.

“Aren’t you a sexy thing,” he growled against your lips, his fingers expertly unclasping your bra and tossing it aside. He pulled you closer and you lifted your knee up on the bench between his legs.

His mouth descended to your breasts, sucking and nibbling on your nipples, making you moan and arch your back, pressing yourself against him.

He swirled his tongue over and over your aching nipples, his hands working their way to pull off your jeans. Your hands grabbed hold of his shirt almost needily, lifting it off of him to reveal his sexy, tattooed body with abs as if daring you to take a lick.

“I need you, Mr Ja-” he kisses you again, shutting you up. “It’s Bucky for you.”

His words made your cheeks go red as you nodded.

He grinned at your flushed face, his big hands roaming to your back and down while his tongue found its place back on your nipples. His hands undo your jeans, pulling them down to reveal your panties.

He pulled away from your nipples and pulled both of your knees on the tattoo bench, holding your butt while he pressed kisses on your belly. He squeezed your bottom before pulling your panties off too, leaning down and placing a kiss on your mound.

“You wanna ride me, babygirl?” He asked breathlessly. You nodded almost greedily at the idea.

His hand slides gently around the back of your neck, his touch firm yet tender. With a subtle tug, he pulled you closer, and his lips met yours in a needy kiss.

He lifted you effortlessly onto the tattoo bench, positioning you so that you were straddling him. His cock was hard and ready, pressing insistently against your wet entrance.

You moaned as you felt him against you, your body aching with need.

“So needy aren’t you, baby?” He grinned, slowly sliding his member against your wet clit. “All wet and ready for me…I’m already leaking cum at the sight of you.”

“Bucky please…” You whimpered, not able to take the tension aching between your legs.

He smirked and licked his thumb (oh what a sight!) and softly grazed it against your nipples. His cold metal ring on the thumb only added to your pleasure. You softly gasped, the need building from the friction of his cock and this wasn’t helping at all.

He chuckled in a low voice, “you’re so cute,” looking at your reactions and how you tried to not melt on him then and there.

“Please,” you breathed, “I need your cock inside me.”

“Stop driving me crazy,” he says, biting his lower lip and sitting up to meet your face, his slicked member pressing against your bud.

He pressed kisses against your jaw, moving down to lick your neck and gave you a bite.

“You’re getting so shameless aren’t you?” He murmured against your skin, his tongue swirling over the spot on your delicate neck. “First you can’t even look at my face properly, and now you’re begging for my cock like a slut?”

You dived your finger in his dark hair, gripping it while he made you crazier with his lips and teeth on your neck.

“Fuck me.” You breathed.

He pulled away and licked his lips, looking at your face. “Poor baby,” he whispered and leaned against the tattoo bench comfortably, positioning himself against your entrance properly.

With a groan, he thrusted up into you, filling you completely in one swift motion. You cried out as he stretched you, the sensation overwhelming and intoxicating.

He paused for a moment, letting you adjust to the feeling of him inside you, his hands moving to your waist to guide your movements.

"Ride me, baby," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "Show me how much you want me."

You began to move, slowly at first, lifting yourself up and down on his cock, feeling the delicious friction as he filled you over and over again. His big and hard member stretched your insides while you moaned helplessly.

“Fuck– so hot,” he murmured with a little drunken grin on his face.

His hands gripped your hips, helping to guide your movements, urging you to go faster, harder. You obliged, your pace quickening, your breaths coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure built inside you.

Bucky's hands slid up your back, pulling you down so your bodies were pressed tightly together. You moved down to lay against his hard chest, while his hand gripped your arms behind your back while he started jerking his hips with a smooth motion.

You licked his nipple, your tongue encircling his piercing and taking it between your teeth, pulling at it. Bucky’s face skewed into pleasure and surprise.

Surely he wasn’t expecting that move from someone as you.

“Damn– are you tryna eat me up today or somethin’?” He says, loving the sight of you.

You grinned against him and pressed kisses against his chest while he started to thrust into you faster. He kissed you hungrily, his tongue exploring your mouth as he thrust up into you with a renewed intensity. The new angle sent jolts of pleasure through your body, your moans muffled by his kiss.

You could feel the pressure building inside you, the tension coiling tighter and tighter with each thrust.

You sit back on him, riding him out, getting him and his cock all wet in your fluids. He gripped your arms tighter, hitting the perfect spot inside you when he started to fuck you almost mercilessly.

Your walls clenched around him.

He picked you up, his cock still throbbing inside you while he got up from the tattoo bench and laid your back on it. The cool leather against your back sent shivers down your spine, contrasting with the heat radiating from your body.

His eyes, dark with lust, locked onto yours as he leaned down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

“God, you're so tight,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. Each thrust grew more powerful, more intense, as he pounded into you.

You couldn't take your eyes off his chest, mesmerised by the way his piercings shook with every movement, adding to the intoxicating sight.

His neck muscles stretched and tensed, enhancing the raw, primal allure of his powerful body moving against yours.

You could feel the tattoo bench creaking beneath you, but all you could focus on was the incredible sensation of him inside you, the way he seemed to fit perfectly.

"Bucky," you gasped, "I'm so close."

His response was a low, guttural growl. "Come for me, baby," he commanded, his hips snapping forward with a force that made stars dance behind your eyelids. "I want to feel you come around my cock."

His words pushed you over the edge, and with a cry of his name, your orgasm crashed over you, your body convulsing with pleasure.

Your walls tightened around him, and you could feel him throbbing inside you, his movements becoming erratic as he chased his own release.

You looked so pretty when you were drunk on him.

"Fuck, Y/n," he groaned, his grip on your hips tightening as he drove into you one last time, his own climax hitting hard before he pulled out and released himself all over your pussy.

He rubbed his tip against your messy clit, the sensitivity of it making you moan and whimper.

You could feel the mix of your fluids dripping from you, while you panted and just laid on the tattoo bench trying to catch your breath.

He grinned at the sight of you, then began to pull his clothes back on, still watching you with a satisfied smirk as you tried to regain your strength and catch your breath.

Once dressed, he leaned down to your face, “I knew you’d be incredible, my sweet tattoo artist.” The nickname jolted you back to the reason he was here in the first place.

“Bucky, I–” He shushed you, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

His eyes lingered on your exposed breasts as he smirked, “I’ll come again for the tattoo tomorrow,” he said, leaving the shop with a chime of the door, lighting up a cigarette.

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spermeboy · 25 days

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pairings: james mcavoy x male reader

request: i would love a james mcavoy smut of him being reader’s hot dilf neighbor 😀 reader always peeking at james while he’s doing smth in front of his house shirtless and reader thinks james doesn’t know but he actually does eheheheheh (don’t have to but it’ll be nice if there’s a part 2 featuring michael fassbender ?🤭)

warning: SMUT, peeping tom, masterbation.

You admire him from your window, the way he mows his lawn, and the sun glistened against his sweaty body, or how he works out in the shortest little work out shorts which perfectly hug his bulge and juicy ass but that isn't what you are focused on. He only moved in a couple months ago and he's the perfect neighbour until it's nighttime and I can hear faint slaps from his open bedroom window.

Over the next couple of days, James has been building a new bookshelf for his house, and he sure is taking his time. Not that you're complaining, but he's constantly shirtless when he's doing it and is without fail perfectly in your eyeline. You admire the way the sun bounces off his perfectly chiseled abs and your mouth gapes open as you watch as each arm muscle contorts as he screws the shelf together.

Your gently palm against your clothed cock as you watch him manually build his bookshelf, you waste no time and pull out your rock-hard cock. You slowly wrap your hand around your cock and you softly jerk it off back and forth, your eyes glued towards the sweaty man. "Fuck" you whimper out, wanting the man to just come up before you and take you. You wanted him to destroy your boy-pussy.

James comes to a stop and sits down, resting against the grass, he gently pulls out his cock and begins jerking it. Your eyes widen in shock and disbelief as you watch your sexy dilf of a neighbour begin jerking his cock off. You quicken the pace as you jerk your cock off, not wanting to waste any moment of his vulnerability as he masterbates.

James other hand gently slides up to his pecs as he slowly pinches and twists them to give himself the ultimate pleasure. "fuck!" He groans out as he jerks his cock harder, you admire his balls slapping against his taint from afar. Your pre-cum leaks all over the floor as you yourself faster and faster.

James eyes close shut as he nearers his release. His hand thrusts up and down against his cock, his load spurts out of his cock and almost at the exact moment you shoot your load against your wall, you rest your hand against the window breathing heavily when you hear you phone ping.

You stumble over to your phone and see you have a notification from your messages. You open up the message, and your eyes widen in shock, but a sultry smirk appears on your lips. A picture of James' abs with the caption "come over and service me instead of watching from the window" my body quivers as I read the message from him.

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justdavina · 6 months

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I just love this wonderful photo of a sexy transgender woman! She's the t-girl you take to band night with you. But you'll spend half your time running off all the other people in the band and their peeps.

I just love the red dress and red lighting on this picture. Very SEXY!

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thetripleaedit · 8 months

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Kicking off 2024 with a BANG‼️

Presenting “It’s A Remix Ting” the first edition of my remix tapes that feature ALL original Triple A Edits that are available on my patreon (www.patreon.com/tripleaedits) and even some that haven’t dropped yet 🫣

Peep the track list:

FAST WINE X SQUARE BIZ - MACHEL MONTANO X TINA MARIE GAL DEM SUGAR X CANDY - BEENIE MAN X CAMEO UNAVAILABLE X SHE’S A BAD MAMA JAMA - DAVIDO X CARL CARLTON WATER X LOVE COME DOWN - EVELYN CHAMPAGNE KING X TYLA MIDAS TOUCH X TEMPTED TO TOUCH - MIDNIGHT STAR X RUPEE VOGUE X SOUNDGASM - MADONNA X REMA HOLIDAY X HOLIDAY - MADONNA X PROBLEM CHILD JUST A TOUCH OF LOVE X AMAPIANO - SLAVE X ASAKE X OLAMIDE FLEX X STILL NOT A PLAYER - MAD COBRA X BIG PUN X JOE LIVING DANGEROUSLY X SOMETHIN 4 DA HONEYZ - BARRINGTON LEVY FT BOUNTY KILLER X MONTELL JORDAN FREAK LIKE ME X GOOD NIGHT - ADINA HOWARD X VYBZ KARTEL CALL ME EVERY DAY X DOING IT - CHRIS BROWN X WIZKID X LL COOL J RIGHT HERE X Tempted To Touch - SWV X Beres Hammond CANDY RAIN X Sexy Punkie - SOUL FOR REAL X Sean Paul I'M COMING X GET ME HOME - KONSHENS X FOXY BROWN 7ELEVEN X GET ME HOME - DEXTA DAPS X FOXY BROWN WINE PON IT X RETURN OF THE MACK - JAH VINCI X MARK MORRISON RETURN OF THE MACK X CHEATERS PRAYER - MARK MORRISON X CHRISTOPHER MARTIN DUNCE CHEQUE X RETURN OF THE MACK - VALIANT X MARK MORRISON KISS IT BETTER X DO FOR LOVE - RIHANNA X 2PAC LIKE YOU X DO FOR LOVE - BOW WOW X CIARA X 2PAC WHAT YOU WANT X THINGS MI LOVE - MASE FT TOTAL X ALKALINE ONLY YOU X TUN UP THE WUK - 112 X VYBZ KARTEL PULL IT UP X ONLY YOU - BUJU BANTON & BERES HAMMOND X 112 TONI-ANN SINGH X WIFEY - BURNA BOY X POPCAAN X NEXT AINT NO FUN X CITY BOY - SNOOP DOGG FT. NATE DOG X BURNA BOY I WANNA SEX YOU UP X NO UNDERWEAR - COLOR ME BADD X DEXTA DAPS WHAT'CHU LIKE X BEG U A TOUCH - DA BRAT X VYBZ KARTEL ALWAYS ON TIME X GIVE IT UP TO ME - JA RULE X SEAN PAUL TXTIN’ X YOU DONT HAVE TO CALL - WRSTN X USHER LOVE LIKE THIS X INDEPENDENT LADIES - FAITH EVANS X GAZA SLIM TIGHT UP SKIRT X UH HUH - RED RAT X B2K FAMILY AFFAIR X CALM DOWN - MARY J. BLIGE X REMA DOO WOP X CAN YOU DO THE WORK - SEAN PAUL DANCE WITH ME X SENSATIONAL - 112 X CHRIS BROWN FT. DAVIDO & LOJAY YEAH X PARTY SHOT - USHER X POPCAAN PARTY TIME X WHERE THE PARTY AT - DANNY ENGLISH X JAGGED EDGE NASTY GIRL X CARIBBEAN GIRL - NOTORIOUS B.I.G X AIDONIA CAUGHT UP X CONTINENT - USHER X NIGY BOY MOON LIGHT X I WANNA LOVE YOU - TEEJAY X SNOOP DOGG X AKON I'M SPRUNG X WILD N RICH - T PAIN X 450 ABOBOYAA X WE BELONG TOGETHER - POPCAAN X BURNA BOY X MARIAH CAREY UNFAITHFUL GAMES X IT'S OVER NOW - TEEJAY X 112 TELL ME X TELL ME - BEENIE MAN X BOBBY VALENTINO LOVE & AFFECTION X ROCK THE BOAT - PRESSURE X AALIYAH SEXY LOVE X BAWL OUT - NE YO X DOVEY MAGNUM UNFOOLISH X LONELINES - ASHANTI FT THE NOTORIOUS BIG X SANCHEZ LET ME LOVE YOU DOWN X BUDDY - SANCHEZ X MUSIQ SOULCHILD SADDEST DAY OF MY LIFE X I WISH - WAYNE WONDER X CARL THOMAS

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#Kicking off 2024 with a BANG‼️#Presenting “It’s A Remix Ting” the first edition of my remix tapes that feature ALL original Triple A Edits that are available on my patreo #Peep the track list:#FAST WINE X SQUARE BIZ - MACHEL MONTANO X TINA MARIE #GAL DEM SUGAR X CANDY - BEENIE MAN X CAMEO #UNAVAILABLE X SHE’S A BAD MAMA JAMA - DAVIDO X CARL CARLTON #WATER X LOVE COME DOWN - EVELYN CHAMPAGNE KING X TYLA #MIDAS TOUCH X TEMPTED TO TOUCH - MIDNIGHT STAR X RUPEE #VOGUE X SOUNDGASM - MADONNA X REMA #HOLIDAY X HOLIDAY - MADONNA X PROBLEM CHILD #JUST A TOUCH OF LOVE X AMAPIANO - SLAVE X ASAKE X OLAMIDE #FLEX X STILL NOT A PLAYER - MAD COBRA X BIG PUN X JOE #LIVING DANGEROUSLY X SOMETHIN 4 DA HONEYZ - BARRINGTON LEVY FT BOUNTY KILLER X MONTELL JORDAN #FREAK LIKE ME X GOOD NIGHT - ADINA HOWARD X VYBZ KARTEL #CALL ME EVERY DAY X DOING IT - CHRIS BROWN X WIZKID X LL COOL J #RIGHT HERE X Tempted To Touch - SWV X Beres Hammond #CANDY RAIN X Sexy Punkie - SOUL FOR REAL X Sean Paul #I'M COMING X GET ME HOME - KONSHENS X FOXY BROWN #7ELEVEN X GET ME HOME - DEXTA DAPS X FOXY BROWN #WINE PON IT X RETURN OF THE MACK - JAH VINCI X MARK MORRISON #RETURN OF THE MACK X CHEATERS PRAYER - MARK MORRISON X CHRISTOPHER MARTIN #DUNCE CHEQUE X RETURN OF THE MACK - VALIANT X MARK MORRISON #KISS IT BETTER X DO FOR LOVE - RIHANNA X 2PAC #LIKE YOU X DO FOR LOVE - BOW WOW X CIARA X 2PAC #WHAT YOU WANT X THINGS MI LOVE - MASE FT TOTAL X ALKALINE #ONLY YOU X TUN UP THE WUK - 112 X VYBZ KARTEL #PULL IT UP X ONLY YOU - BUJU BANTON & BERES HAMMOND X 112 #TONI-ANN SINGH X WIFEY - BURNA BOY X POPCAAN X NEXT #AINT NO FUN X CITY BOY - SNOOP DOGG FT. NATE DOG X BURNA BOY #I WANNA SEX YOU UP X NO UNDERWEAR - COLOR ME BADD X DEXTA DAPS

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dominantslasherking · 11 months

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Billy and Stu with dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+. Backstory: You always manage to catch Billy and Stu's eyes on you, whether it be in the college classroom, or when you're purchase horror stuff, they always seem to follow you. Even in your house you still feel their gazes

The dimly lit college classroom was buzzing with chatter, but not loud enough for the professor to call on anyone. Minding your own business as you were taking notes and sketching little side characters on your notebook out of boredom. Eyes were lingering on you, It wasn't the typical glance or side glance.

The lingering eyes were strong and made you feel a cool sensation run down your spine. With a simple turn of the head, you spotted the two. Billy and Stu, how could not know them? Not only did they garner attention all over the college campus. You would always, always catch them staring, although they may be fast to react and look away.

It can't be a coincidence they just always stare at you, not to mention being in the areas you were, your favorite locations, dining areas.

But the really not-so-funny part is, every time you do end up making a friend at this college, they end up disappearing. It had gotten so bad that even your fellow students grew weary of you, believing you were the infamous 'scream' killer.

However after a night in jail and the kills were happening when you were locked up, you were cleared of suspicion but of course not from the college students.

Once the class ended. You made your way out slinging your bag over the shoulder and sighing.

Almost meticulously, with severe calculation Billy had bumped straight into you. He gave a pretty smile as Billy watched you pick up his books. "Thanks, hah," Billy said his eye gleaming with an intense undertone of desire and pure want.

"It's my fault, I should watch where I was going...lost in thought." Your husky voice mutters, stacking Billy's books neatly in your hand before returning them, noticing the subtle hand movement of Billy where his hand brushed against yours.

Turning your gaze to Billy's friend Stu. Stu was silent, his eyes roaming you. The typically loud and humorous friend was silent strange enough, he licked his lips and gave a big smile. "Wow! I love that shirt!" Billy's face fell at Stu's words, elbowing him in the stomach, not enough to cause him severe pain but make him go 'ow'

"What was that for?!" Stu muttered with a pout. "You idiot, his shirt is just plain gray! what do you mean you like it?" Billy scolded, hinting that he knew Stu was checking [Name] out, and now you probably knew that Stu was eyeballing you.

"Ohhh." Stu muttered, as they continued to whisper and bicker among themselves.

Your chuckle made them pause. "sorry, sorry, you guys are just--funny that's all." You spoke softly, you thought they were cute. Bidding them goodbye, you walk out of the classroom.

Billy stared at stu.

"Whattt? Not my fault he's so sexy!" Stu grumbled out.

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Later that day. You were at the DVD shop, looking through the thriller/horror second, making sure to get your hands on some classics.

With a loud and abrupt clank, your gaze faltered on the row across from you.

"Oops, did I ruin your guy's peeping session?" Randy had asked Billy and Stu. Stu gritted his teeth, Billy gave a urked glare. But the two of them knowing, your gaze was on them resisted doing something they were dying to do. They would just have to get back at him later.

"Wow! [Name], Thriller & horror movies? Nice dude!" Stu cheered pretending as if he didn't already know that about you...

Stu had started to chitter-chatter with you, while Billy was shooing and waving Randy off. Soon after Randy complied (after rolling his eyes and snarky comments) leaving the three of you alone.

"Ehm,--Well Billy and I, we love those types of genres!" Stu happily said as Billy's attention was now drawn to you, his feverish gaze landing on your lips every time you spoke. Taking a pause you spoke, "Really? why don't you two, come over sometime, we can watch them together?" You ask, as the two slashers freeze, slowly turning to look at each other and then back at you.

"What's the matter?...you don't want to---" Before you could finish what you wanted to say, Billy cut you off. "No-! No, we would love to."

Nodding you smiled, "Sure next time in class, we should set up a time and date." After bidding farewell, and purchasing the movies you got, you left, leaving Billy and Stu to celebrate together.

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Pausing the movie, you itched the back of your neck, a feeling of a sense of dread washed over you. You had it again. Like someone, was watching, analyzing, observing you.

"Fuck." a whisper, under your breath, as you got up to check your popcorn. Walking to the kitchen, you take out the bowl of popcorn, setting it down as the phone rings.

"Hello?" "What's your favorite scary movie, [Name]?"

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killjae · 5 months

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secret admirer.

my first sexual fic.. this brooding and sexy man

THIS IS NSFW. MDNI do not interact with my posts. this is also AFAB! reader, female body part terms are used. ribbon border made by @cherubify !!

this post contains future somnophilia , p in v intercourse, fingering, praise kink, soft sex, filthy whispers, stalking, unconsentual recording, leon’s a peeping tom! :3

wc: 2.1K - enjoy!

leon was actually the biggest pervert you knew. if only you knew your best friend had a deep obession about you that he’d never tell you about.

he sneaks into your house at night, his boots slipping across your living room floor and up the stairs to where you lie. sound and in a deep sleep, he carefully opens the door to your bedroom and witnesses your beautiful, unconscious body. leon can see the peaceful expression on your face as you’re snuggled in bed, wearing only a shirt and underwear beneath the blanket.

slipping only a hand over your body to lift up your shirt, he takes in the sight of you having a wet dream as you squirmed and whined. he knew you needed him, he knew you needed something to fill that desire in your lower belly. leon was prepared for this as he brought a camera to record the first time he’d ever touch you like this, it went from small glances to breaking into your house after finding the spare key you hid under a plant outside your front porch.

his hand trails into your shorts and beneath the fabric around your hips, his fingers ghosting over your clit as he lightly touched it. you squirmed more and your mouth widened as a sigh fell out. leon moved slowly as to not wake you from your slumber as he continued to rub your clit in small circles, before his middle and ring finger slipped into your pussy. with them thrusting in and out of you, your back arches as your thighs shake, he mumbles something low that’s egging you on to wet his fingers with your juices for the first time ever.

he can’t help but continue talking lowly as it makes you even wetter and hard to resist. you’re wetting his fingers so well, it’s soaking your shorts and underwear as it leaks onto your bedsheets. “you’re doing so well, sweetheart.. you like getting fingered by your best friend?” leon speaks with pride as he knows there’s a big power imbalance and he knows about your little crush on him.

it’s bittersweet that you’re not awake to witness something so meaningful to him, but he brushes it off. his fingers keep pumping in and out of you as you drawl more noises and whimpers. his name eventually spills out of you as a smug smile appears on his face. “i know.. i know… m’ right here, baby.”

it takes a few minutes for you to cum on his fingers before you actually do it and he’s ecstatic. his best girl just squirted on him in her sleep. he pulls his hand away before popping his fingers into his mouth and tasting away the essence of someone he loved so much. he couldn’t help but stare as a wet puddle lied beneath you and in your shorts, showing your arousal. leon’s hands moved to carefully pull your shorts and underwear down as they slipped down your knees and off from around your feet. you were trimmed. cleaned. possibly for him, he knew you were a good girl beneath the surface of just being close friends. you needed someone like him, he knew deep down inside that you’d take him oh so well.

leon looks at you with adoration as he also slips your top up, noticing you weren’t wearing a bra underneath before he slips his hands beneath your shirt and softly kneads your breasts. he felt warm as his calloused palms cupped your chest, and gave you comfort. your face scrunching up as he did so, his position having him leaning more onto the bed and over you. he felt dirty, but incredibly aroused as he watched you fall right into his lap. your pussy landing right on his jeans as he fought the urge to let out a huff, the tent straining his boxers beneath the surface as he pulled his hands away and instead slipped your shirt up above your tits.

he unzipped his jeans before taking them off leaving to them to his knees before he spread your thighs apart and positioned himself in between them, and slipped out a condom from the left side of his jean pockets. he didn’t want to hurt you, knowing you were a virgin. you were pure. he couldn’t corrupt you like that, but he needed to feel you for the first time in his life. you knew he had a long list of ex-girlfriends but you put it past him.

he didn’t feel bad when he pressed the tip of his pink mushroom head against your lower lips, his pre-cum coating your folds as it leaked out the more he rutted against you without pushing it in all the way. he opened the golden wrapper before slipping the rubber condom around his cock. a hiss escaped from him as it took every ounce of his strength not to just force it into you before he grabbed the shaft and guided it into your hole. he bit his lip as a moan was held back, your hole was warm and gripping him tightly. this was all new to him as he pushed in deeper before his hands fell to your hips. he lifted his shirt up and bit it to keep him from moaning as he began to rut into you, his hips moving slowly to ease the pain of taking your virginity as you let out a moan.

he was taking you, his best friend, his pretty girl’s purity for the first time as he popped your cherry and all hell fell loose. you eased up and it rewarded him with full access to your womb as he repeatedly bumped up against it with each thrust, the prodding down below causing you to slowly arise from your slumber as you tried to adjust to the moonlight shining into your room. a shadowy figure stood over you as he fucked you before you could make out his face, moans spilling from your mouth as you looked up at him. you blinked before you saw his face. leon? what was he doing here so late at night?

you could barely think as you were half-awake and your body was heavily turned on. it didn’t occur to you that quick the fact he was fucking you without your knowledge and while you were asleep. you slowly recalled the times you had missing underwear and bras, not knowing there was indeed a culprit. it was your best friend, leon kennedy.

“..you’re awake now, huh? you looked so pretty taking my cock for the first time.” leon’s voice knocked you out of your thoughts as you looked up at him and nodded. “s’ big… i feel full.” leon mentally thanked himself as you weren’t worried about the fact that he was creepy for lots of things he’s tied down to you.

“h-how.. did you get in? i had everything locked..” your quiet and confused voice could be heard as you bit your lip the more he kept hitting that spot inside of you that could make you scream.

“don’t you know, i know everything? the little things, including the key you hid in your plant. you can’t and could never hide from me. not even your sweet little underwear you bought, i took those too.” leon replied as he kept his movement sturdy, his hips meeting yours repeatedly as his balls slapped against your clit. he wasn’t surprised at how you were so oblivious and dumb to not notice the fact that he was close to you and took note of things you didn’t.

“oh.. um, right.” you couldn’t help but feel a slight warmth in your lower belly as it made you wonder how much did he really know about you and your house layout. he was the one stealing your panties and bras, probably to jerk off to as he found you were into him and masturbating to the thought of him. he had snuck by your house one night and sloppily recorded you fingering yourself moaning his name, his hand was down his pants and stroking himself to the sight of you doing so before he stepped on a branch and it caught your attention and made you stop. he ran after that and cursed himself for not being careful enough.

both of you were infatuated with each other despite the awkward reveal of the situation as leon continued to thrust into you. his head falling in your neck as he let out heavy breaths, his pubic hair rubbing against yours in a good way.

“leon… hngh..” your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled him closer, your lips ghosting over his as you both moan into each other’s mouths.

“yeah? m’ right here, sweet girl. just drilling your pussy till it makes a shape of me.” leon spoke to you as his hair fell in front of his face and he gripped your hips tighter, pressing you into the bed. he uses one hand to grip your thighs and spread them apart as he uses the other to rub your clit.

his fingers moving medium paced and sensually as he plays with the little bundle of nerves between your inner thighs, two fingers were making you feel good as you squeezed and clamored around his cock.

despite him fucking you for the first time, you could feel the stretch and it made you feral. he was bruising your cervix despite you being incredibly drenched and loose around his cock.

“best.. fuckin’ pussy i’ve had in a while.. i’m glad we’re best friends, huh? you’d never let any other guy inside you like this.” leon talks to you with a shaky yet dominant voice.

“no.. never. i’m yours, ken’.”

“forever?”

“..forever.”

he didn’t waste time, leaning his head down to kiss you and take your breath away as he gave you slow, deep thrusts that made you cry out louder than any noise you’ve made before. he took pride in being the one to make you cum for your first time as he was much bigger than the dildo you secretly used.

you were so close to cumming as your belly churned with an undeniable heat as you clenched around him and leaked more juices onto the sheets. your juices were dripping onto his pubes and down his balls as a creamy ring around the base would mark him of you. he smelled so good. he was debating on pulling out and taking the condom off before finishing inside of you but he was a gentleman.

“cum for me, honey. i can.. f-fucking feel you clenching.” leon grunted out as it was hard to thrust due to your arriving orgasm, and your warm walls clenching down on him.

“leon! leon—god, fuck me!” you cried out as he rubbed your clit faster, your breath heavy and you become slightly lightheaded as your belly tightened and you squirted onto his cock and the sheets. it was like a faucet of water came out of you as he continued to rub your clit through it, he knew exactly what made you tick and what gave you that sweet rush of pleasure.

the view was all caught on leon’s camera, the small red dot flickering on and off sat right on your windowsill. he was on the verge of an orgasm as well as he huffed and sucked on your neck.

“fuck.. wh-where do you want it, baby? you’re not on the pill… it’s your choice.” leon blurted out as his thrusts were slowing down and faltering, his face pink and breathing heavily.

“inside! don’t take off the condom.” you responded as you watched him thrust over and over again.

after a few more minutes he finally came inside of you, inside the condom. you were held tight against his chest as you both caught your breaths in each other’s embrace.

“look.. look at me.” leon’s voice spoke out.

you turned your head up at him before he smiled at you and gave you another kiss, this time a soft one as your noses touched. “you’re beautiful. thank you for letting me take your virginity.” he rubbed your shoulders and soothed the parts of you that were sore or aching.

“..i enjoyed that, a lot. you’re so sweet, leon.” you blushed and hid your face into his neck as he chuckled before he slowly pulled out of you with a shudder, the stickiness between your thighs becoming cold before he cleaned you up with a spare napkin he had in one of his pockets.

leon slid off the condom and tied it up before throwing it into the trashcan in the corner of your room. fully discarding his jeans, he slipped back up his boxers and laid next to you.

the male turned to grab the camera and stop it from recording as he kissed the lens and placed it into his jean pocket. “could i still ask to be your boyfriend?”

his words making you chuckle as you leaned closer, your upper body laying on his chest as you both made eye contact and were looking at each other.

“yes.. yes you can.” you replied to him with a smile. leon was giddy for the rest of the night before you two fell asleep together.

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