#Michael Langdon x reader mommy kink

[so-long-soldier-writes]

Kinks & Cuddles

kol mikaelson x reader

summary: comforting kol after he faces his mother's rage

tags: hurt / comfort, mentions of abuse, cuddling, mild smut, mommy kink, blood drinking / sharing

word count: ~1.6k

note: this is inspired by a michael langdon fic i read years ago. i felt the kink fit kol, too. linked on my ao3 if i can track it down. also, i’m publishing this drunk :)

“Hello, love,” Klaus greets as you enter the mansion, “I assume Rebekah’s called you for the intervention?”

You nod, “is it bad this time?”

“One of the worst I’ve ever seen.”

You purse your lips, wondering how you’ll tackle it. 

“Of course,” he continues, “we could just leave him like that. Eventually he’ll snap out of it and go on a killing spree to deal with his emotions instead.”

“No, I’ll get him better before it comes to that. It’ll be okay.”

“Alrighty then. Oh, but Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“He may be hungry. There’s bags in the fridge if you need.”

“Thank you, Klaus.”

“I’m only a phone call away if you need anything.”

After giving him a polite smile, you make your way up the stairs to Kol’s room.

Ever since you’ve started dating, you’ve become more involved in the Mikaelsons’ family business, which, unfortunately, includes their mother’s torment. It isn’t uncommon for the witch to punish them like children, no matter how old they are. Most of it is yelling, but there are times you’ve seen her be more physical, too. Elijah’s the only one who hasn’t been on the receiving end of her, but that’s because he’s never the troublemaker. And while he can often calm her down mid-argument, sometimes, his efforts are futile. 

This is one of those times. Yesterday, Esther had gotten so angry at Kol that not even Elijah could stop her rage. You hadn’t been there, but his siblings recounted it to you. He had come back from The Mystic Grill a little drunk and the woman was furious, yelling about how he could’ve attacked someone and wouldn’t have been able to properly heal and compel the person away. Kol tried to defend that he wasn’t that drunk, but the defiance earned him a slap to the face. The boy gave up instantly, retreated to his room, and hadn’t been out since. As for their mother, she had left early in the morning, no note nor anything else. This unpredictability isn’t unusual for her, but it sure is maddening. 

After Rebekah and Klaus had searched the entire mansion for their mother and found no trace, they called you. You have become sort of like a guardian angel to the family - saving them on multiple accounts, helping them through tough situations, and comforting them after episodes with their mother. Yes, it’s Kol that you’re dating, but you love the rest of them like siblings. 

Their mother, of course, doesn’t know how close you are with the family. There’s no way she would allow it - not for someone to know the family secrets, nor for someone to love Kol the way you do. At the very least, she’d put a boundary spell around the house to prevent your entry; at the worst, she’d set out to kill you. The siblings wouldn’t put it past her. 

“Kol?” You ask gently as you reach his door. He only groans, muffled by his pillow, in response. “It’s me, baby. Can I come in?”

“Fine.”

You’re just as quiet about turning the knob and sitting beside him on the bed. “Hey, you.” You brush your finger down his cheek. “You look quite cuddly.”

He doesn’t answer, opting to bury his head deeper into the pillow. His hair rests messily against it, and his eyes are closed. Strong arms keep it in place under his head, and the way that they’re flexed shows off his back muscles, which peek out from under the blanket. 

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No.”

“Okay. That’s fine. Is it okay that I sit with you?”

“Yes.”

“Mmkay, good boy.” You murmur, cuddling up beside him. “I’ve got you. You’re safe with me.”

He’s quiet for a minute, then asks, “who called?”

“Bex, this time. She’s worried about you.”

“It was her last time.”

“I remember that. And it was you that called me.”

“Y/N?”

“Mhm?”

“Why do you always come when we call?”

“Because I love you all,” you reply instantly. “You’re the family I never had. Except for you, though,” you boop his nose, “because I love you in a different way.”

“I love you, too. Hey, um… can you do that thing you were doing last time?”

“What thing?” You try to rack your brains to what you did last time you comforted your boyfriend. 

“This.” He haphazardly moved a piece of your hair as an example. 

“Ah! Yes, I certainly can.” Immediately, you reach up a hand and pull it through his hair, playing with the locks, and massaging his scalp. 

“Thank you. Feels nice.”

“Good. I’m glad. You need anything else?”

“No, just cuddles.”

“Okay.” You smile. Before you know it, you’re both fast asleep. 

◇◇◇◇

You’re not sure what woke you up, but some hours later, you’re disturbed from a deep sleep. One of your hands still rests in Kol’s hair, while the other lies under your own cheek. When you open your eyes, though, instead of him being at eye level with you, his head is ducked down to your breasts. Before you can ask anything, you sigh involuntarily as you feel your nipple being tugged between his teeth. His tongue is swirling around your breast, wetting it, and then releasing it to flop back to its sideways position. His head then dips to take it in his mouth again, repeating the process. 

As soon as you come to your senses, you try to find your words. “Kol?”

No response. 

“You okay, baby?” You run your hand back through his hair. 

This seems to wake him up, quickly. He snaps out of an apparent trance, removes his mouth, and refuses to look at you. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I should’ve asked. I’m sorry, mommy. I’m really sorry.”

“Hey, there,” you hook a finger on his chin, “no apologies, you’re perfectly okay. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

He finally looks up at you, “but I touched you without asking.”

“It’s okay, baby. In fact, I’m glad you found the comfort you needed. That’s why I’m here.”

“You’re not upset?”

“Not at all. Do you feel better?”

“A little, yeah.”

“Good. Good boy.” His body shivers at the praise. “Do you need-” You stop mid-sentence. “Did you call me ‘mommy’?”

His face pales. “I don’t know. I don’t think so.” His head drops back to the sheets in embarrassment, “I don’t remember.”

“Kol…”

“Please don’t hate me.”

“Oh, pumpkin, I could never hate you! Actually, I find it endearing.” He swallows hard enough that you hear it. “Did you mean it?”

His eyes narrow, “Mean it as in…?”

“As like… was that a slip of the tongue, or was it something you’ve wanted to say?”

“I…I…”

“It’s okay, Kol.”

“I meant it.” He wets his lips. “I just… every time you come help me after mother yells at me, you make me feel safe. Like how a mother should. I don’t know why exactly it makes me want to call you that, but… it does.”

You tilt his chin back up again, and this time he obeys, “to make you feel safe and to love you are all I want to do, Kol. And yes, those are jobs your mother should be fulfilling, too, but if she won’t, I’ll gladly take on both roles.”

“Wait, really? It doesn’t bother you?”

“Not at all. And you already know I love it when you suck on my breasts, baby. You have nothing to apologize for.”

“Oh, okay. Thank you…”

“You can say it.”

“Thank you, mommy.”

“Of course,” you kiss his head, “mommy loves you. She’s here to take care of you. And, speaking of, are you hungry?”

Before he can answer, his grumbling stomach gives him away. 

“Ah, so it seems.”

“I don’t want to go downstairs, yet. Please don’t make me.”

“Oh no, no, no, you don’t have to. I’m not gonna make you do anything, baby. I know what it’s like to be in that kind of headspace, and you really shouldn’t go down there until you’re out of it. Not only do I need to take care of you now, but I have first-hand felt the embarrassment of being in public while in a special headspace, and I don’t want you to go through that, okay? No, we’re gonna stay right here.”

He blinks up at you, wanting to cry at how thankful he is for your understanding, yet having no words to say about it. You catch onto this and kiss his forehead. 

“Alright, baby, you trust me?”

“With my life.”

“Mmkay, I want you to feed on me, okay?”

“Wait - no, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me, Kol. I trust you.”

“But-”

“You need to eat, Kol. And I’m not leaving you, nor letting you go down there. Now, come on.” You lift your wrist to his lips. 

Slowly, he drags his teeth along your skin, still hesitant. 

“Feed, sweetheart.”

He takes a deep breath, then finally pierces his fangs into your skin. You gasp at the feeling, eyes rolling back in your head. 

“Good boy, keep going. Keep going.” You play with your hair as you encourage him. “Mommy’s got you. She trusts you.”

After about a minute, the color returns to his face, and he drinks with more confidence. Then, he stops, and immediately bites his own wrist to bring to your lips. You take it, watch your wound heal, and smile up at him. 

“Do you feel better?”

“A lot better. Thank you, Y/N, for the blood. And for comforting me. And for loving me. And for, y’know, not making fun of me.”

“I would never make fun of you. Nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart. Do you need anything else?”

“More cuddles?”

“I’d love to.”

[mrslangdon666]

Requested: Sub! Hawthorne! Michael Langdon x reader mommy kink

Warnings: Smut, mommy kink, overstimulation, oral (given and received)

YOUR POV

You were sitting at your desk finishing some much procrastinated work when you heard the door open quietly. You turned around to see Michael walking up to you in a black t shirt and his boxers...which had a gigantic bulge in them.

“Michael, you know I’m working.”

“I’m sorry I know...I just...I can’t take it anymore. I need you!” He whined at you. You’d been edging him for almost a whole week, pulling your hand, mouth, or pussy off of his cock right when he was about to cum. You looked at him and thought about it, smirking when you realized exactly what you were going to do.

“Okay Mikey. Go to our room, strip, and lay down on your back on the bed. I’ll be there shortly.” You said simply. Michael beamed at you and literally ran to the bedroom. He had no idea what was about to come next. Five minutes later, you opened the bedroom door. Michael had done exactly what you’d asked. You eyed his big heavy cock, it brushed his stomach gently in arousal.

“Poor baby. Does it hurt?” You asked with faked pity. His lip quivered and he nodded his head eagerly. You crawled all fours up onto the bed and sat next to him. You reached out a finger to lightly brush up the shaft of his cock. His member jumped at your touch and leaked pre-cum. His hips bucked when you wrapped your whole hand around it and you slapped his cock gently.

“Stay still.” You said sternly. He mumbled a faint apology as you continued. You pumped his cock slowly before spitting on the head to get it wet. When you lowered your lips down on it, he groaned loudly in relief. You looked at him as you sucked his beautiful cock in dominant eyes. You removed your mouth with a pop and opted out to just keep stroking it. He clearly didn’t like that you’d removed your mouth since he started to beg.

“Please! Please mommy don’t stop...I need your mouth.” He sobbed. You smirked at him and put your mouth back on him. You could tell he wasn’t going to last much longer by the way his cock started twitching.

“Mommy I’m so close...may I cum please? I promise I’ll be good!” He begged pitifully as you went faster. This was his sign that he could cum, and when he did, he exploded. Spurts of his hot seed went down your throat, and you swallowed every drop of the salty liquid. He was satisfied, but you kept stroking his cock. He realized what you were doing and started to squirm.

“Ah ah ah you better keep still. Is this any way to repay mommy after she let you cum? Be a good boy.” You said to him. He groaned at the pain mixed pleasure as you started to rub the head of his cock with your palm in circles. He couldn’t help but to keep squirming. This went on for another few minutes before you’d decided he had enough. He was breathing heavily now and his body was limp. You cuddled up next to him and put his head on your chest as you whispered in his ear.

“You were such a good boy Mikey. Mommy is very proud of you. Rest now.” And with those words, his eyes closed as he wrapped his arms around your mid section.

*Authors note: This isn’t one of my kinks so I don’t know how to write this too much but I hope it was okay! <3

Xoxo,

Mrs. Langdon

[kaetastic]

TREAT

pairing: Soft!Michael X Mommy Kink!Reader

summary: After punishing Michael, you decided to help him to ease the pain.

word count: 972

warning: Mommy Kink, Ass appreciation, Fluff+Angst ??

note: I don’t feel smutty lately so there ain’t no smut. I guess this is a continuation to Good Boy but it’s whateva :D

Michael shivered, streams of salt-filled tears flowing down his cheeks to land on the stuffed toy he found comfort in. Shrugging his shoulders, the duvet followed- resting on the side of his neck. The blaring cold air did not help him ease the aching and sore pain that zapped through his cheeks, if only- it made him more conscious of every action he made. The only movements he acted out was his chest that was heaving up and down (quite rapidly as he was a crying mess), his fingers twitching and the clenching around the stuffed elephant; all restricted to avoiding more pain that sored in his cheeks. A breathless sob escaped his lips when his legs throbbed, cheeks aching.

His bare body only covered by the simple white duvet, his head stuffed in the elephant as it absorbs all his tears. In a curled position, he was protected as the duvet rose up to cover his possibly bloodshot eyes- exposed area for him to be able to breathe properly.

“Baby boy?” You called out, the icy floor cooling the warmth of your feet. Walking out of the shower with drenched hair and a towel in your hand, rubbing it dry. The room was empty and quiet, but the whimpers echoed louder when you approached the bed- noticing the obvious bulge of his body. “Baby?” Every time you called for him, the only replies you received were whimpers- but it was no answer.

Pulling down the duvet, you let go of it to hang off the bed. Your eyes scanned his body. The stuffed elephant was large, its trunk rested on Michael’s ruffled hair as its legs draped over his pale body. The only exposed skin was his back, his red buttcheeks, his legs that seemed to be interlaced with one another. Guilt crept at the painful sight, slight regret on going too rough. His hair rose up, he shivered from the abrupt exposure to the coldness. His head went in deeper, not allowing you to see his face, “Baby boy...” Your hands removed the towel, and with no hesitation, it rested on his painfully looking cheeks, he winced as his body jolted to a flinch when you made skin contact; his grip on the elephant still strong.

“Baby..,” Hands threaded through his hair, you scratched his scalp, doing it very gently and slowly as possible. His jaw clenched, trying his best to not lean in for more or purr. His strawberry locks of hair blocked his eyes, taking a seat next to the stuffed toy- you tugged the elephant away, softly; placing it on the other side of the bed. His head didn’t move; contemplating in thought if he should turn away. And he made the right choice, avoiding the bratty option which could lead to more punishments. He stayed in the same place as the white sheets puddled his salty tears. You noticed his frown and his pout. He shook his head, nudging off your hand, stuffing his head below the pillow. “No, no, come to Mommy,”

Silence. His body didn’t respond as you sat with opened arms, waiting patiently for him. A sigh escapes your lips, remembering that he was in pain and it was not the right moment to scold him. You placed your hand on his ass cheeks once again, kneading it in circles. He winced, toes curling at the pain as he sobbed, “You were a good boy, taking all of Mommy’s spankings,” Pulling the hand away, the marks of your hand left prints of scorching red. His shoulders bopped up and down, sobbing into the elephant.

“Do you want Mommy to make you feel better?” After waiting for his reply, he nodded, head pulling away from the pillow. Still, on his sides, he played with the corner of the pillow, a pout on his lips as he avoided your eyes. “Look at Mommy, baby boy,”

His eyes pulled away from the pillow to land on yours, a smile playing on your lips when he listened, “Such a pretty boy,” You complimented, noticing the flash of happiness that crossed his eyes and the faint blush; probably from the crying. You wiped his wet and flushed cheeks, your hands rested on his shoulders, caressing it gently before running it down his body to lay on his hip- near his soft cock. “Lay on your tummy for Mommy.”

He nodded, grasping the pillow to turn his body, a few winces and grunts before he rested comfortably. His head rested on his crossed arms, he tried his best to not stare at you as he faces the headboard. Anticipation curled in his stomach. His hands turned into a fist when your whole palm laid on his stinging cheeks. The handprint was prominent and burning red, his mouth gaped open. His voice croaky, “M-mommy.. it hurts...”

“Sorry baby, what do you want Mommy to do?” You leaned to face him, watching as he bit his bottom lip- lost in thoughts.

He mumbled under his breath, avoiding eye contact. You hummed, scratching his head as a sign for him to repeat it again, “Kiss the boo-boo..,” He suggested, louder for me to hear. And when you continued to rub his hair without complying to his suggestion, a light bulb flicked above his head, remembering to finish his sentence. “Please Mommy?”

You grinned, happy at his plead, “Of course baby,” Straddling his calves, his ass cheeks at your eye level, you pressed a gentle kiss. His toes curled at the pain, eyes shut as he winced. “Such a good boy,” You planted another kiss on the other side. “For Mommy... Let’s go take a bath.”

His eyes lit up, hands pushing his body off the bed, you wore a smile at the successful attempt of persuading him, “With bubbles?”

“With bubbles.”

[dyns33]

Now you say that Michael have a mommy kink, I need to know lot of things like how and when Reader & Duncan discovered this, what's happen, the both use this kink regulary and Michael how he live that ? So much question who needs answer...

Oh Anon, do you really think Michael will not do his best to hide that ? Well, even if he wanted to, Reader always ends up knowing everything, so it's useless. It's enough to see how Mikey trembles when she utters the word "Daddy", how his pupils dilate when Duncan calls her "Mommy", and she just need to add two and two, especially since Michael cums more often when it happen.

Since she is not Duncan, Reader refuses to use this information against him or to force him to talk about it until he is ready. She just makes him understand that she knows, that she does not find that weird and that she would be happy to take care of her "sweet baby". This simple name might have been enough to make him capsize, but Michael knew how to keep his cool and he tried to not think about it for the rest of the day.

What frightened him the most was Duncan's reaction. Oh, he would be very good in bed, he would know how to please him, but the rest of the time... There was a chance he would make fun of him because of that, the big and dangerous Michael Langdon, one of the best assassin, who loved to be treated like a child ! Duncan liked to be dominated, but it was not the same thing. Yet there were signs. The fact that Mikey had always liked to be congratulated. That he wanted his lovers to be proud of his work. That he did not like them arguing. That he had recently struggled to break away from Reader's breasts when they were in bed, which he sucked like a newborn who desperately wanted milk.

Michael ventured to tell Duncan his secret on his birthday, when the Crime Boss asked him what would really make him happy. His lover laughed at first, asking "Are you serious darling ?", but he stopped when he saw Reader's angry glare and Michael's sad look. Yes, he was damn serious. Well, he did not want the diapers or cradle, but simply that sometimes, whether sexualy or not, they treated him like a child, their child.

So, Michael was right, Duncan teased him a little with this kink, but not as he thought. He did not laugh at him, but tortured him regularly, at the worst of times. Once, on a mission, when they had to stay focused because they were going to attack the hideout of a big dealer, Duncan leaned towards him, to whisper in his ear: "Stay behind me, baby.". Michael blushes during the rest of the mission.

Reader was the most sensitive, taking this kink very seriously, turning into a loving and sweet mother when Michael needed it. Strangely, when he saw them together, Duncan did not know if he'd rather be the Daddy, or if he did not want to join Michael as a kid sometimes.

[hisgirlwonder]

One Shot - His Revelation

Length: 587 Words Warning: Little bit of kink, read at your own discretion. Mostly cute. Synopsis: You love him, he loves you, but he has some secrets he has been keeping to himself... How will you react when he bares all? Notes: Set outside AHS / I feel this kink would be rather apparent IRL because of his lack of maternal bonding so I’ve taken that into consideration. Also think he’d be a switch because of having the control.

You and Michael lay there on the bed with legs intertwined; your fingers tracing hearts on his bare skin, forgetting the world existed. You could feel something was bothering him but you weren’t sure what exactly.

“Michael, is everything okay?” you questioned. “Have I done something?” You were worried. He had become detached in the last few days and you didn’t want to lose the one you loved so much. Up until the last week things had been good, great in fact.

He sits up and turns to you. “There’s something I need to talk to you about but I’m so scared…” he says apprehensively. You can feel his fear; you can taste it in the air after he speaks.

“What is it, mi amor?” you ask. You might as well get the plaster ripped off sooner rather than later if it’s going to hurt. “You can tell me anything, remember”

He takes a deep breath. “I’ve just been feeling so conflicted. I-I-I… Had a dream and I woke up, very confused, so I looked into it further and I don’t know how to feel.”

“Was it about me?” You say, perplexed at what he’d just told you. You couldn’t bear the thought of hurting the one person who had brought you so much joy. Did he dream about cheating on you?

He shakes his head and says “If you think differently of me after I tell you… Then… I understand...” His voice is slightly trembling. You signal with your hand for him to continue.

“So… Here it goes…” He pauses and takes a deep breath. “I had a dream and it made me so happy, confused but happy, and now I can’t stop thinking about it.” Another pause. Another moment of apprehension. You could see the five-year-old boy in him, trying to confess when he did something he thought was bad. “I dreamt you were my mommy in my dream and I liked it? I mean, I really liked it.” His voice started to go higher, more childlike, as he explained. “It was cute. It wasn’t like you were my real mommy because I knew you were still [y/n] but you looked after me, you cuddled me, you protected me. I guess it was just a nickname, like how you call me baby? But you were looking after me because you know I’ve had nobody. Grandma didn’t even want me; she just took me in.”

You mouthed a silent “Ah.” You had always been curious how having no mother would affect him later on life. I mean, he had his grandma but she was not the type for emotional nor physical comforting. He was touch starved before I came along.

He hid his eyes behind his hands. “You don’t hate me now and want to break up, do you?” You follow suit by sitting up so you’re at his level. You wrap your hands around his wrists and pull them down, cup his face with your right hand whilst rubbing his cheek, and reassured him that you didn’t. You explained that it was fine, you found it cute, and wanted to help appease him however you could. In this moment, through him sharing one of his darkest secrets, you found yourself falling more in love than ever before. A huge smile beamed across his eyes with a twinkle in his eyes, he leant over and wrapped his arms around you, and his face fell into your neck.

“Thank you.” He said, with a sigh of relief.

[inklore]

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[langdxn]

// masterlist //

💋  = smut // 😬  = angst // 💖  = fluff

michael langdon

series

salvation | outpost!michael x reader 😬💖💋 (*ALMOST* FINISHED)

An unexpected delivery of apples arrives at Outpost 3 — but why?

            part i | part ii | part iii | part iv | part v

the drug in me is you | outpost!michael x reader 😬💋 (INCOMPLETE)

Michael’s wife attempts suicide and he resolves to fix things.

            part i | part ii

dance macabre | sojourn!michael x reader 😬💖 (INCOMPLETE)

Michael’s sojourn leads him to the Hotel Cortez.

            part i | part ii

blasphemy | fire and reign!michael x reader 😬 (INCOMPLETE)

The Robichaux massacre leaves one survivor.

           part i | part ii

sanctum | outpost!michael x reader 💖😬

What happened in the 18 months before Michael arrived at Outpost 3.

         part i |  part ii

full moon | michael cullen (twilight crossover) 😬

As Michael Langdon lays dying, a black Mercedes approaches.

      prologue 

one-shots

absolution | sojourn!michael x reader 💖

Michael’s sojourn leads him onto a different path - the path to wedded bliss.

devotion | fire and reign!michael x reader 💋

At the first Cooperative meeting, Michael gets familiar with one delegate.

infamy | outpost!michael x reader 💋

It’s Michael’s birthday and you have a surprise for him. He has one of his own.

prompts

murder house!michael

meeting violet 😬

grunge!michael

wet dream 💋 // catching grunge!michael masturbating 💋

shorts 💋💖 // spin the bottle 💖

first time 💋💖 // adult store 💖

sexting 💋// interrupted 💋

meet the parents 💋 // lying is the most fun... 💋

on the spot 💋💖 // killing strangers 😬

hawthorne!michael

stop teasing me so much 💋 // flexible 💋

daddy & choking kink 💋 // belong 💋

sojourn!michael

if i have to pull over... 💋 // food play 💋

louder than that 💋 // i’m the one to blame 😬

fire and reign!michael

full 💋 // praise kink 💋

mommy kink 💋💖 // if you leave the house wearing that 💋

meeting his ex 😬 // pregnant fiancée 😬

twins 💖 

outpost!michael

breeding kink 💋 // bite me 💖

degrading & choking 💋 // if i have to stop... 💖

you’re not going out in that outfit 💋 // you tell me you love me 😬

blood play 💋 // fingering 💋

sit on my face 💋 // you look real pretty when you cry 💋

beg me 💋 // you’re a fighter 💋

i don’t want to lose you 💋💖 // spanking 💋

punishment 😬💖 // escape 😬

virgin 💋 // knees 💋

learn your place 💋 // making up 💋

don’t close your eyes 💋

personal jesus 💋

man-flu 💖

praying for time 😬

stages of michael

breed me 💋 // pubic hair 💋

daddy 💋 // pregnancy 💋💖

michael and a paranoid s/o 💋💖😬

giving birth 💖 // adult store 💋

raising children 💖

AU characters

michael gatsby headcanons 😬

misc

michael langdon playlist

xavier plympton

series

watching 😬

Xavier’s struggling with the afterlife.

           part i | part ii

one-shots

wouldn’t it be good 😬💖

Xavier is the only living occupant of Camp Redwood. Mortality is getting to him.

kinks

hair pulling 💋 // murder kink 💋

song prompts

you spin me right round 💖 // easy lover 💋

addicted to love 💋 // i want to know what love is 😬

love bites 💋 // space age love song 😬

i was made for loving you 💖

careless whisper 😬

prompts

mine 💋 // time me 💋

behind a tree 💋 // shame 😬

gone 😬 // open your mouth 💋

twins 💖 // sitting on my lap 💋

duncan shepherd (house of cards)

punk!duncan

fugazi vs vanilla 💋 // impatience 💋

prompts

go your own way 😬 // knife kink 💋

submissive 💋 // face sitting 💋 // friends with benefits 💋

pregnancy sex 💋

song prompts

before you go 😬 // missing you 😬💖

jim mason (the tribes of palos verdes)

i have always been a storm 😬

the night we met 😬

prompts

just like that 💖💋 // coming home 💋💖

marked 💖

emo!jim

cute without the e 💋 // broken condom 💋

richard (the last time i saw richard)

prompts

likewise 💖😬 // can’t sleep 💋

snapped 💋 // play with me 💋

parenthood 💖 // rage 💋

andy dolan (eden)

one-shots

incognito 💋😬💖 

asks

breeding/pregnancy/rough/aftercare 💋💖

cody fern

prompts

cody x ahs actress headcanons 💖

can you hear me 😬 // too far gone 😬

castaway 💋 // make it right 😬

wrap party 💖 // ahs meetings 💖

all cody’s characters

squirting 1 💋 // squirting 2 💋

breeding kink 💋💖

cheating 😬💖 // pregnancy 💋💖

adult store 💋 // tattoos and body image 💋💖

michael and duncan - breeding kink 💋

richard and jim - soft dom 💋

sleepwalking and sleep talking 💖

nipple piercings 💋 // lap dance 💋

tongue piercing 💋 // wedding dress shopping 💖

chronic pain 💖 // father’s day 💖

hickeys 💋 // coming out 💖

punk!codys pregnancy part 1 💖 // part 2 💖

alternative s/o 💖 // clingy s/o 💖

bedroom volume 💋 // horror movies 💖

richard and jim - sharing s/o 💖

meeting the in-laws 💖 

walking in on them naked 💋 

fistfights 😬 

walking in on them masturbating 💋

shaved head 💖 // big butts 💋

teenage daughter dating 💖

holding hands during sex 💋

kai anderson

prompts

rules are rules 💋 // take it slow 💋

democratic monsters 😬 // 2am 💋

answer the phone 💋

public 💋 // shower 💋 // netflix 💋

no small talk 💋 // breeding kink 💋

hickeys 💋 // pregnancy 💖💋

resilience 💋 // overstimulation 💋

breeding kink + hands 💋

pastor charles aftermath 😬💖

james march

prompts

shush 💋😬 // cane 💋

la petit mort 💋 // maid’s outfit 💋

braces 💋 // breeding kink 💋

riding 💋 // mirror 💋

tate langdon

prompts

desk 💋 // kinks 💋

stan bowes

oneshots

off the record 💋

evan peters

evan’s AHS characters

pregnancy 💋💖 // being topped 💋

hickeys 💖💋 // blowjobs 💋

choking 💋 // naked 💋 

aftercare 💋💖 // jealousy 💋

baby’s birth 💖

gf drunk kissing girl 💋

daddy 💋 // protective 💖

[ahs-source]

Happy Friday! Welcome to Part 2 of Fanfiction Friday! Thank you to those who submitted these fantastic works for this week’s Fanfiction Friday. Let’s celebrate these wonderful works that you can all read while in quarantine! Stay safe, folks! (Part 1 here - thank you again for all the submissions this week)! 

A Study in Scarlet (Completed) by Chekhovs_Power_Loader (AO3) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Mallory | Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Detective AU, Fluff and Angst, Michael is Holmes, Mallory is Watson, Satan is Moriarty, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Crime Fighting, Magical crimes, Mind Control, Demonic Possession, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Redemption, New York City, Serial Killers, Witch Hunters, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Shower Sex, BDSM, Shibari, Kinbaku, Japanese Rope Bondage, Creepypasta, Urban Legends | Completed (9/9 Chapters) | 59464 words | AU / Detectives / Canon Divergent

After Michael rejects his destiny as the Antichrist, he consults on various cases of interest, from magical homicides to demonic possessions.

An unlikely new roommate keeps him out of trouble, but Satan really wants his son back on the warpath.

all bared teeth (and no bite) (Completed) by mrstiffanyray (AO3)  Relationships: Michael Langdon x Madison Montgomery | Tags: power couple the world deserved AU | Completed (1/1 Chapters) | 2305 words | AU / Power Couple / Canon Divergent

At least they made sense, in some kind of stupidly twisted way.

Madison had felt what death was like so many times it had become more like an old friend. Michael was even more in touch with it than she was. She felt unlovable but desperately wanted to be wanted and over time she realized he did too. Go figure, or whatever.

Another Lonely Solstice (Completed / Part of Series) by EmWrites4 (AO3) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Female Reader | Tags: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Romance, Depression, brief references to suicide, Established Relationship, Vaginal Fingering, Cockwarming, Vaginal Sex, POV Michael, blaspheming, Angst with a Happy Ending | Completed / Part of Series (Part 2 of Michael, King series - 1/1 Chapters) | 3654 words | Post-Canon Divergent

Michael, even further into his reign past the Apocalypse, is ruminating at Winter Solstice over the losses of his mortal friends and lovers from ages past, including his one great love. This fic is told from Michael's POV.

Prince’s “Another Lonely Christmas” + Ebenezer Scrooge + Vlad the Impaler = this story

Hotlinebling Part 1 + Part 2 (Completed) by @venusxxlangdon​​ (Tumblr) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Female Reader | Tags: dirty talk, smut, sub!Michael, mommy kink, humping / smut, dirty talk, oral (giving), mommy kink, sub!Michael | Completed (2/2 Parts) | 11500 words total | AU / Canon Divergent / Phone Sex Operator Reader 

Nothing foretold troubles when suddenly Michael’s phone screen lit up with an incoming call. Without taking his eyes off the laptop, he reached for his phone, thinking it was Gallant. 

Masterpiece (Completed) by @fckinsupreme​​ (Tumblr) Relationships: Xavier Plympton x Female Reader | Tags: Female reader, oral sex (female receiving), breast and nipple play, spanking (brief), dirty talk, unprotected sex, choking (light, brief), and paint use during sex | Completed (One Shot) | 4500 words | Canon Divergent

Xavier drops by your art studio and distracts you from a deadline.

To the Winner Go the Spoils (Completed) by @leatherduncan​​ (Tumblr) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Female Reader | Tags: Noncon/Rape/Dubcon, Rough Blowjobs, Vaginal Fingering, Spit Kink, Facials, Handjobs, Neck Sucking, Mean!Michael, Vaginal Sex, Degredation, Humiliation, Boasting, This is not a happy story, Coming Inside, Darkfic, Major Character Death(s), Doggystyle, Balcony Sex, Requited Lust, Rough Sex, Major Smut | Completed  (1/1 Chapters) | 1400 words | Post Canon Divergent

With your entire coven dead, and the battle being long over, Michael claims his prize. 

Working Double Time (a Dream Divine) (Completed) by @wepreferfiction​​ (Tumblr) Relationships: Xavier Plympton x Female Reader | Tags: public indecency, smut, fingering, blowjob, you almost get caught, wrap it before you tap it | Completed (1/1 Chapters) | 3400 words | Canon Divergent

He kissed the top of your head. “Baby, it’s okay,” he cooed. “I’m right here. It’s just a silly movie.”

“You know I don’t like this stuff, Xav.” Pulling back just enough, you looked up at him pleadingly. “Can’t we do something else until the next one? Something fun?”

XO (Completed | requires an AO3 account to view) by mvllorylvngdon (AO3) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Mallory | Tags: striptease, Teasing, pre smut, Song fic, ISH!, Mallory is a tease and she makes devil boners, that's about it, kinda plotless, Stripper AU (?), God only knows I guess, dark!Mallory, i guess??, Ugh, I mean just go with it okay? | Completed (1/1 Chapters) | 1726 words | AU / Stripper Mallory

Something has started taking over Mallory, she is coming to know the fall is far too pleasant for her not to enjoy it.

You’re A Fighter (Completed) by @langdxn​​ (Tumblr) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Female Reader | Tags: No Tags | Prompts: “You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat” // “I don’t care how good it feels you’d better not cum until I tell you to” | Completed (One Shot) | 886 words | Canon Divergent

Langdon snapped you back into the room with a curious hand outstretched to brush your hair behind your ear, a wry smile tugging at his mouth.

“Then fight back,” he hummed softly, deep blue eyes locked with yours, hand still lightly caressing your cheek.

“I–I don’t even remember how.”

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Previous FF Fridays: March 6th | March 13th part 1 and part 2 | March 20th

[syven-siren]

Kinkmas 2019 Masterlist

Day 1: Mirror Kink & Praise Kink - Michael Langdon x Female!Reader

Day 2: Angry Sex & Wall/Window Sex - Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Day 3: Formal Wear & Semi-Public - Tony Stark x Female!Reader

Day 4: Getting Caught & Deep Throating - Sam Winchester x GenderNeutral!Reader

Day 5: Spanking & Oral Fixation - Trevor Kirchner x GenderNeutral!Reader

Day 6: Threesome & Dirty Talk - Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader x Steve Rogers

Day 7: Blood Play & Voyeurism - Michal Langdon x Female!Reader

Day 8: Video/Pictures & Daddy Kink - Duncan Shepherd x Female!Reader

Day 9: Lap Dances & Ass Worship - Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Day 10: Sensory Deprivation & Edging - Michael Langdon x Female!Reader

Day 11: Collaring & Lingerie - Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Day 12: Pregnancy & Breast Worship - Thor x Female!Reader

Day 13: Uniforms & Role-Play - Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Day 14: Cock Warming & Squirting - Tony Stark x Female!Reader

Day 15: Bonds & Begging - Natasha Romanoff x Female!Reader

Day 16: Clothed & Cock Worship - Sam Winchester x GenderNeutral!Reader

Day 17: Thigh Riding & Public - Michael Langdon x Female!Reader

Day 18: Aftercare & Mommy Kink - Younger!Michael Langdon x Female!Reader

Day 19: Humiliation & Creampie - Duncan Shepherd x Female!Reader

Day 20: Loud Sex & Alpha/Omega - Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Day 21: Breath Play & Punishment - Steve Rogers x Female!Reader

Day 22: Tickling & Biting - Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader 

Day 23: Impact Play & Hand Kink - Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Day 24: Stockings & Size Difference - Thor x Female!Reader

Day 25: Slow Sex & Marking - Male!Character x Female!Reader

Day 26: Phone Sex & Orgasm Control - Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Day 27: Lactation Kink & Toys - Natasha Romanoff x Female!Reader

Day 28: Pet Play & Swallowing - Lucifer x Female!Reader

Day 29: Hair Pulling & Shower Sex - Sam Wilson x Female!Reader

Day 30: Aphrodisiac & Overstimulation - T’Challa x Female!Reader

Day 31: Master/Slave & Teasing - Loki x Female!Reader

[fckinsupreme]

masterlist !

** indicates NSFW

This list will update as more fics/etc. get posted!

MICHAEL LANGDON:

Series:

**Lesson - Hawthorne!Michael x Fem!Reader : Part One | Part Two | Part Three 

One-Shots:

**Favors- Fire and Reign!Michael x Fem!Reader

**Consequences - Post Fire and Reign!Michael x Fem!Reader 

**Found - Sojourn!Michael x Fem!Reader

**Offer - Sojourn!Michael x Fem!Reader 

Requests: 

**Jealous Fire & Reign Michael x Fem!Reader 

XAVIER PLYMPTON:

One-Shots:

**Blasphemous - Xavier x Fem!Reader 

Requests: 

**Mirror, Mirror - Xavier x Fem!Reader

**Mirror, Mirror - PART TWO - Xavier x Fem! Reader

**Touch Me (I Want Your Body) - Xavier Plympton  

**Touch Me (I Want Your Body) - PART TWO - Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader

Saved - Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader 

**Masterpiece - Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader 

**Everybody Wants You - Xavier Plympton x Dom!Fem!Reader 

Lay With Me Forever - Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader 

**Show Me - Xavier Plympton x Chet Clancy x Fem!Reader 

**it happened one summer - Xavier Plympton x Virgin!Fem Reader 

**attention - Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader 

DUNCAN SHEPHERD:

**The Beauty of Boredom - Duncan Shepherd x Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader: PART 1 | PART 2

Blurbs:

MICHAEL LANGDON:

**Jealous Fire & Reign Michael not wanting you to wear a certain outfit

**Outpost Michael tormenting you while you're chained to the ceiling

**Hawthorne Michael catches you masturbating

**Roughness with Outpost Michael 

**Fire & Reign Michael is angry with you 

**Sitting in Outpost Michael’s lap 

**Sojourn Michael wants you

**Doing a strip tease for Hawthorne Michael  

**Outpost Michael interviews you 

**Fire & Reign Michael gives you a special interview 

**Sojourn Michael is ruthless with you 

Encountering your ex Michael at Hawthorne 

Michael catches you cheating (tw: death)  

Outpost Michael is angry that you’re a grey

**Anal with Sojourn Michael  

**Michael showing emotion 

Outpost Michael & reader reunite after several years 

**Making up with Outpost Michael after a fight 

**Outpost Michael helps you tighten a corset 

**Reader is Outpost Michael’s servant 

Fire & Reign Michael rescues you from Hell 

**Outpost Michael wants you to cockwarm him 

**Hawthorne Michael is a virgin 

**You & Sojourn Michael give each other head 

**Outpost Michael spits in your mouth during rough sex 

You are pregnant with Michael’s baby

DUNCAN SHEPHERD:

**Professor Duncan being jealous over you & your boyfriend

**Teasing Duncan until he pulls the car over 

**Duncan eats you out after a date

**Teasing Duncan at a banquet in retaliation for his own teasing

**Jealous Duncan takes you to a gala

Dad!Duncan watches you breastfeed

Dad!Duncan coming home to you & your son 

**You see your ex Duncan in a bar

**Cockwarming Duncan during a meeting 

**Pregnancy sex with Duncan

**A threesome with Jim Mason & Duncan

**Sex with older, sugar daddy Duncan   

**Threesome with Xavier and reader 

**Threesome with Michael and reader 

**President Duncan and reader is his VP’s daughter | PART TWO

 **Sex with President Duncan 

**You & President Duncan have sex in a moving car

**You & President Duncan at a play 

**Sub!President Duncan and reader 

**Facetime sex with Duncan 

**Balcony sex with President Duncan...with a twist 

Domestic bliss with President Duncan 

XAVIER PLYMPTON:

**Xavier wanting to use a dildo on you

**Xavier wants to get down and dirty on the dock

**Xavier believes that you’re more than just a one-night stand

**Xavier wants you to kill for him 

**Xavier fingering you in a swimming pool 

**You & Xavier have fun in the Vanta-C

**Xavier uses a vibrating wand on you 

**You distract Xavier from a video game 

**Xavier watches you masturbate

**You tease Xavier with an ice cream cone 

Xavier helps sad reader 

**You help Xavier rehearse lines for a play

**Ghost!Xavier meets you in 2020 | PART TWO

**Pegging Xavier at the studio 

**A threesome with Xavier and Jim Mason 

**Xavier rides reader’s thigh 

**Cockwarming Xavier on the camp’s dock 

**You & Xavier get locked in a cabin for being too flirty 

**Xavier with mommy kink 

**Public sex with Xavier in the aerobics studio 

**Xavier eats you out in the bathtub 

**Xavier eating you out in a cabin with other sleeping counselors 

**Xavier wants to top you, but you won’t let him--yet

**You & Xavier fool around in the woods (bonus Margaret and Chet)

**Modern!Xavier is a subby cam boy  

Reader & Xavier find their song 

**Spanking bratty sub!Xavier 

**You dom Xavier in Chet’s bed 

**Xavier cums too fast and makes it up to you 

**Shower sex with Xavier 

**Edging sub!Xavier 

**Clingy & shy sub!Xavier

CHET CLANCY:

**Chet is jealous of you & Xavier 

**You & Chet have fun in the lake 

JIM MASON: 

Jim soothes reader after she argues with her father 

**Sub!virgin Jim 

**Stepbrother!Jim and Xavier have fun with you 

**Jim riding his pillow 

Random Posts/Concepts/etc.:

MICHAEL LANDGON:

**Giving Fire & Reign Michael Head

**Fire & Reign Michael eating you out during a meeting

**Fire & Reign Michael punishing you for staring at him in a sheer top

**A pseudo game of hide & seek with Fire & Reign Michael soon turns into another game entirely 

My thoughts on Duncan Shepherd

My thoughts on Xavier Plympton 

[venusxxlangdon]

Hotline Bling

summary: Nothing foretold troubles when suddenly Michael’s phone screen lit up with an incoming call. Without taking his eyes off the laptop, he reached for his phone, thinking it was Gallant.

“Hello?” he asked

“Have you been a good boy?”

AU, where Michael is an art student at Hawthorne University with a penchant for rollerball lip gloss & fleece blankets and the reader, is phone sex operator who accidentally calls the wrong number

pairing: sub!Hawthorne Michael x fem!reader

warnings: dirty talk, smut, sub!Michael, mommy kink, humping

words: 3.3k

A/N: there will be part 2!

Michael Langdon had been having a penchant for nice things for as long as he remembered himself. He was soft and delicate by nature, so it was no wonder that he enjoyed fleece blankets and scented candles, wide linen shirts to wear around the house instead of old T-shirts paired with sweatpants everyone liked, fluffy socks that made him feel comfy, warm bubble baths, and cinnamon French toasts topped with cherry jam or powdered sugar.

However, not everyone had the same opinion on his preferences. Constance Langdon, his grandmother (may she rest in peace), who raised him like he was her son, had been trying to do everything in her might to make Michael fit into her idea of what boys should have worn, studied in university, and done in their free time. Although, after he brought home his first high school girlfriend she seemed to stop being so hard on him as if the fact that Michael was into girls was some sort of a relief for her. The truth, as usual, was somewhere in the middle: Michael had no idea who he was into and preferred to go with a flow and take interest in whoever he liked no matter their gender, religion, and social background. He was not only a good-looking guy — the blond mop of short curls surrounded his head like a halo; crystal blue eyes, made him look like an angel; cherry kissed lips sometimes had a touch of a peachy lip gloss rollerball he carried in his designer backpack, resembled the petals of a beautiful rose — but he was also beautiful inside, despite a blinkered mindset of his grandmother.

When he moved to a small apartment that was only 20 minutes away from Hawthorne University where he was majoring in art, he started decorating the place to his liking: curtains made of sheer organza flowed down the windows like sea foam; the transparent fabric allowed the sunlight to spill into the room, bounce off the walls and flood every corner of it with radiant warmth.

The endless list of things he liked to do in his free time mostly consisted of going to the exhibitions and gallery openings, attending independent movie premieres with his artsy friends, grabbing a strong espresso on the way to class every morning, and dancing to his favorite songs while cooking. He lived alone and was comfortable with it because truly deep in his heart he was a loner. Of course, he had friends, take, for example, Gallant. A very extravagant guy he had met at one of the events and immediately clicked with. Michael did not know whether he believed in soulmates, but Gallant was definitely one of those people in his life who understood him and shared the same interests. However, Michael always enjoyed his time alone in the perfect world he built around himself and spent so much effort maintaining and protecting from people who thought that it was their duty to call it too “feminine”.

“Angel! I’m home!” he stepped into the apartment and tried to shut the door with his shoulder because both of his hands were busy holding a new print he’d got from Gallant and a paper bag from Whole Foods.

A white cat appeared around the corner to greet his owner who never managed to come home without a handful of stuff. He cautiously approached the print Michael put against the wall.

“How have you been, little guy?”

Michael found Angel a year ago on the way home when he was returning from a bar he went to with Gallant and his boyfriend. It was during the time when he was recovering from an extremely painful breakup with his last girlfriend. It was a complicated relationship from the very beginning, but he thought that his love would have been enough for both of them.

In the end, it left him drained out, heartbroken, and utterly devastated. So there he was young and depressed, cringing at the bitter aftertaste of alcohol, he drank with his friends, on his way to his small studio where nobody was waiting for him. At first, he didn’t understand where the tiny mewls were coming from, but as he approached one of the waste containers, he realized that among the litter there was a small white (well it was gray at that moment) kitten. Alone and abandoned just like him.

“I missed you, love” he smiled at the cat, picked up his bags and made his way to the kitchen.

It was a regular evening for him with a homemade dinner and some tv show in the background. He was sitting on the couch with the blanket around his shoulders and a Mac on his lap, working on a digital project for the upcoming assignment. Angel was snuggling by his side, snoring peacefully, and the light scent of his favorite 26 Santal Le Labo candle was filling the room. Nothing foretold troubles when suddenly his phone screen lit up with an incoming call. Without taking his eyes off the laptop, Michael reached for his phone, thinking it was Gallant.

“Hello?” he asked.

“Have you been a good boy?” the question asked in smooth silky voice on the other end made Michael jump on his seat. He immediately looked at the screen but did not recognize the number, so he hurried to bring the phone back to his ear and demand the explanation.

“Ex-excuse me?” he stuttered.

“I’m asking you if you’ve been a good boy for mommy today,” he felt the blush bloom across his cheeks not only from the lascivious tone of your voice but the words you were saying. What on God’s green earth was that?

It took him a few seconds to first, close his mouth because his jaw had dropped indeed, and second, formulate a coherent sentence.

“I’m sorry, I think you called the wrong number” he bit his lip and looked at the display once again as if the range of figures would have turned into something different.

“Is this strawberryboy69?”

Michael giggled at the nickname and put his laptop aside, straightening his legs out.

“No, my name is Michael, and who are you?”

You started scrolling through the data to check if you had called the right number feeling the embarrassment wash over you. Nervously you scanned the table of clients’ names, and your brows frowned when you found out that you had done everything correctly. Strawberryboy69 was supposed to be the same caller that was being on the line, and his kinks should have been “age play, mommy kink, slight humiliation, choking, and spanking”. There could not have been any mistake unless the client had told the wrong number himself.

“I’m sorry, sir. There’s gotta be a mistake,” you murmured still confused. “Please, accept my apologies, I-...”

And before you even finished the sentence Michael asked:

“Wait, was it supposed to be a sex call? Like for real?”

He didn’t know why he even asked that question, and why his cheeks were still beet red. Of course, the girl on the line was a phone sex operator. Who else would’ve started a conversation asking if he had been a good boy? He unconsciously ran his fingers through his hair and caught himself thinking that the idea of having actual phone sex really excited him. He’d never done anything like that, and it felt forbidden. Even mysterious, since he didn’t even know your name. He looked at Angel nervously as if the cat was judging him.

“Yes, and it seems like the client gave me the wrong number. I won’t be taking your time unless you’d like to try...” you lowered your voice to emphasize the last part of the sentence. Having worked for over a year in this company you had learned that if a caller started asking questions it mean that you got his attention. Even though this guy wasn’t the original strawberryboy69, you could try your luck and make him your new client.

Michael’s breath hitched.

“Um, I am really not sure” he mumbled, hugging the pillow and pressing it hard against his chest trying to calm down. “I’ve never tried anything like this....how much do you charge per minute?” he felt the thrill of the rush tightening in his stomach.

You smiled to yourself. You got him.

“It’s a dollar per minute, and after the 10th minute, the rate is 0.50$. Don’t worry about being inexperienced,” the tone of your voice switched from cool and professional to lustful and teasing in a matter of seconds, and that was what got Michael aroused. “I got you.”

Michael let out a frustrated sigh and flipped on his stomach, resting his chin on the pillow.

“Okay,” he cleared his throat, “okay, I think I want to try this, but what do I start with?”

You leaned back on your chair and put your phone on the speaker ready for the show.

“I want you to tell me about yourself first. What do you like in bed? What are your secret fantasies?” you turned on the timer.

There was some mumbling on the other end, and you heard something like “God, I can’t believe I’m doing it”.

After a long pause Michael spoke:

“It’s nothing extreme”, he said, “I think I am boring, like...okay, so...I don’t really.. Oh God.. Sorry, I can’t do this,” he felt so embarrassed; his cheeks were burning bright red.

It was a normal reaction for the person who had never practiced phone sex, and you understood him. So you took the initiative:

“Michael,” you remembered his name, “do you like being in control and dominating your partner?” you purred.

Michael shook his head as if you could see him.

“No, actually, it’s the opposite. I like when my partner takes care of me. I like it nice and soft,” he felt his cock harden in his pants and instinctively snaked his hand down his crotch to slightly squeeze it.

You briefly made a note “soft, probably sub” on a sticker, brought a pencil to your mouth, and pensively started sucking on the tip. It seemed like you got a new strawberry boy.

“Hmmm, sounds good” he was making a progress indeed, so you made sure to praise him for that, “I would love to take care of you, darling. Tell me what you look like, baby?”

Michael felt hot. Suddenly the temperature in the room increased drastically, and he slowly started unbuttoning his blue linen shirt. He traced the tips of his fingers starting from the prominent collarbones and moving inwards. Gently applying pressure, he whimpered at the sensation. Using a circular motion, he splayed his hand out gently across his chest and brought his fingers together at the pink nipple.

“I’m tall, and that’s why I’m always slouching. My grandma used to be so mad at me for not being able to sit straight, and-...” he paused suddenly realizing what he was saying. “God, I’m sorry, that was absolutely unsexy. I don’t know why I even said that...”

You couldn’t help yourself and giggled in response.

“It’s okay, darling” you hurried to reassure him, “feel free to share whatever you like. I’m listening.”

Michael buried his face in the pillow.

“Okay, okay,” he muttered, “I’m blond, curly-haired, and I have blue eyes, what else...”

You didn’t doubt that he was actually describing himself even though he could have pretended to be whoever he wanted. Most of your clients usually told you that they looked like models or actors, everyone was “tall, skinny, with big 11-inch dick (yes, sure), and pornographic boobs.” You couldn’t blame them for that because it was their fantasy and they had every right to dream about it.

“Baby, you are so pretty,” you told him, “let me lace my fingers through your curls and slightly tug on them so I could kiss that pretty neck of yours.”

Michael involuntary bucked his hips forward, grinding his clothed cock against the sofa.

“I-I-I love neck kisses,” he whispered feeling hot flush wash over him. “And love bites.”

You hummed approvingly. Slowly, step by step, you were going to bring him out from his comfort zone.

“That’s wonderful, kitten” you said twisting a strand of your hair around your finger, “imagine my full lips on your neck. Kissing and sucking on the tender skin. I’d slowly run the tip of my tongue across your throat and bite on your collarbones, mark you as mine. Are you mine, darling?”

You heard a quiet whimper on the other side. Michael’s hand passed the hem of his pants and sneaked inside to wrap around his half-hard cock. His mouth dropped open at the feeling of the velvet skin around the glistening head under his touch.

“Yes, I’d like to be yours.”

“That’s my good boy,” you cooed, “now I want to you touch yourself, baby,” it was like you were reading his mind, and Michael squeezed at the base of his shaft imagining that you were actually watching him.

“Already”, he said brokenly, moving his hand up and down his length smearing the precum.

“You are doing so well, love.” Having worked as a phone sex operator for quite a while, you stopped getting off with your clients, but this time it was different. Maybe it was Michael’s inexperience that got you, or his low, silky voice that sounded hot even when he was apologizing for the unnecessary things, or his appearance that he described. You imagined how nice it would be to have a blond, curly-haired boy on your lap, all flushed with embarrassment and arousal. You started circling your clit with the tips of your fingers through the denim fabric.

“Imagine sitting on my lap, baby,” you couldn’t hold yourself back and miss out on the opportunity to act out that fantasy of yours. “All desperate for me. Rutting your hips back and forth, as my hands cup your ass and squeeze it. Hard.”

Michael’s eyes fluttered open; he lifted his head from the pillow and threw it back at the thought of straddling your thighs, moaning loudly.

“Ugh, please” he whined, jerking himself off. The rough material of the sofa didn’t provide the friction he wanted, and he howled in frustration. “It’s not enough, it’s not enough, please..” he muttered.

You closed your eyes.

“Baby, I want you to take a blanket and put it between your thighs for me. Tell me when you are ready.”

Michael’s trembling hands reached out for his favorite fleece blanket, crumpled it hurriedly and placed it between his thighs. He hooked the waistband of his pants and yanked them down his long legs along with his boxers. A broken moan slipped of his tongue when the tip of his cock brushed against the fuzzy fabric.

“Ready, sweetheart?” you wondered in anticipation. The sweet little mewls escaping the boy’s mouth were driving you crazy. Your pussy was throbbing at the thought of ruining him, messing up his curls, and making those blue eyes water with the unbearable neediness.

“Y-yes”, Michael answered waiting for the next order.

“Now I want you to slowly start humping it”, you said, voice dripping with seduction, “while thinking of my hands sliding down your body, caressing every inch of the exposed skin. C’mon, move your hips in circles.”

His skin felt like it was on fire. His abdomen tensed as he started drawing figure eight with his hips, and he had to bite at the corner of the pillow to muffle his moans.

“Let me hear you,” you whispered while rubbing your clit, “God, I wish I could see you. Tell me how does humping feel, hmm?”

Michael moaned in response. His long fingers formed a fist around the tip of his cock and started sliding up and down the length, matching the thrusts of his hips.

“Feels so good”, he murmured. He licked his dry lips and sighed heavily before asking, “could you, please...argh...” Michael hissed when he accidentally slid his thumb along the slit, “Please...”

“What do you want, Michael?” you urged him to speak up.

“When you asked if I’d been a good boy”, he couldn’t believe he was actually about to ask for that, “you called yourself mommy, and I really liked it,” he rolled his head to the side feeling so damn embarrassed and pathetic.

“Oh, baby,” the boy was insufferable. You spread your pussy and inserted two fingers simultaneously, pumping them in and out, “imagine that it’s mommy’s cunt is clenching around your cock.”

Michael was on all fourth, jerking himself off violently. When a sinful “mommy” rolled off your lips, he bit on his knuckles trying to suppress a desperate squeak.

“I told you not to hold your moans in,” his heart skipped a beat when he heard the stern tone of your voice. “If you want to be quite so desperately, open your mouth and start sucking on your fingers.”

And he obeyed like a good boy. Michael brought his free hand to his lips and stuck his tongue out to lick at the tips of his fingers.

“That’s a good boy”, you moaned at the sloppy sound of his lips sucking on his digits. “Keep going.”

You hoped that he was getting close because your own orgasm started building up inside you with every push of your fingers.

“Mommy, I’m close,” you smiled at Michael’s whimpers. You were definitely in sync.

“I know, baby”, you squeezed your thighs flexing your pelvic floor muscles. “Mommy’s close, too.”

“Please, may I come?” he pleaded, and who were you to refuse him?

“Cum for me, kitten,” you moaned feeling your orgasm unfold, and flooding every cell of your body. “My pretty boy, you’ve been so, so good.”

With a broken cry, Michael let go, and came in his fist, staining his blanket with white stripes despite his attempts not to make it messy. You wished you could have seen his face. Fuck, for the first time you actually wondered what your client looked like.

Michael rolled over on his back. Coming down from his high, he felt ethereal. Starting at the ceiling, he couldn’t believe that a stranger had made him come so hard. He looked at his sticky hand and closed his eyes. Holly shit.

“Thank you,” he whispered and heard your soft chuckle.

“The pleasure was all mine,” you said with a smile and quietly whimpered at the feeling of dump panties between your legs.

You should have already thanked Michael for the call, charged for his time, and hung up, but instead, you were still on the phone with him.

“Hey, listen,” Michael cleared his throat, “is there any way I can contact you later?”

A wide grin spread across your lips.

“Yes, you can use this number. I work from 8 to 11pm.”

You were not going to make it easy for him.

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GOOD BOY

pairing: Soft!Michael Langdon X Reader

summary: You promised Michael today was a work-free day at the pool, but there is a problem at work. So he risks it. What could go wrong?

warning: teasing, mommy kink, boobs appreciation, baby boy

word count: 1.3k+

note: i don’t do daddy kink cause well it’s awkward for me, but i straight up have mommy kink so yall know this gurl is dom 😎 jk im lying. i also need attention thanks.

Michael was utterly frustrated. He was gobsmacked and was left dumbfounded. But he couldn’t do anything about it. His eyes rested on the figure that laid flat on the chaise lounge, he couldn’t resist but to run his eyes from her bent knees to admire the skimpy bikini that hugged her curves perfectly. It was his favourite. And she knew it. So was she torturing him? Not on purpose.

His chin rested on his crossed arms that laid flat on the floor, feet paddling slowly in the water while his knees leaned on the wall of the pool; closest to where she sat. She went on and on with the phone call. It felt like an eternity. It was killing him. He could only piece the puzzle slightly, but he was sure it involved work. He would notice the slight anger that radiated from her as she grumbled into the mobile. Her exaggerated hand movements expressed the irritation that seeped through your body.

That was because you were. No one understood your plans, that you had constructed to perfection with no flaws. Sure some might call you a perfectionist, you take it as a compliment and motivation to do the best. But some just don’t get it.

You would make slight eye contacts with the baby blue eyes you love dearly, accompanied by a soft smile. To which was either replied with a gentle crease of his eyes as he smiled or a pout. And you knew what that pout wanted, needed. Michael wanted the day to be work-free, no stress and just relaxation. But people like to destroy pure bliss.

“No, Ross, I’ve already assigned people to that station, I chose them-“ You let out a very prominent sigh, hoping the caller could hear it. You wanted nothing but to swim with the man you promised with. But he seemed to ignore it, proceeding with his beliefs and opinions. If you had to describe Ross with one trait, it would be close-minded.

Michael's mouth gaped open, ready to say something, but he pursed his lip into a thin line when the conversation seemed to continue with raging fire. He watched as your hand rested on your forehead, rubbing your temples in stress; clenching your jaw with a frown. He tried again when you were quiet, listening to the idiotic man on the other end of the phone.

“Mommy?” He called out with a soft tone as if a cat had meowed or purred. Your head snapped to face him, the anger that painted your face evaporated into thin air. Pulling the gadget away, you covered the microphone.

“One minute baby.” You comforted, sending a warm quirk of your lips to the desperate baby boy before the flaming annoyance appeared once Ross’s voice rung through your ears. Michael pouted, shoulders hunched in disappointment, he nudged his hand, water rippling as he dipped his head back in the chlorinated water. It was as if a puppy was swimming, his head bopped up ethereally. The strands of hair would stick to his forehead, to which he would shake his head, flicking it away- to get a clearer view.

After three rounds around the pool, his pout deepened when you were still on the phone. He groaned. Pushing himself off the pool (secretly he wanted to do it to catch your attention even though there was a ladder), the water that hung on him cascaded down like rainfall as it puddles under him like a shadow. His exposed chest heaved up and down in steady paces, hair swerving left to right in an attempt for a quick dry. Light drops landing haphazardly. He bundled an area of his shorts, watching as the absorbed water poured out. Grabbing a towel that rested on the chair beside you, he rubbed it on to his hair, eyes only on you.

“Come here.” You whispered quietly, his speed of drying himself quickened as he ran the towel around his body. He threw it back on the original chair before getting on the same seat as you. It creaked from the sudden dip of weight, you wrapped your arms around him- pulling him close as he rests his head on your chest. A faint shriek left your lips as the cold water that remained in his hair dripped on you. To which he smirked at. His foot suspended. Michael’s arms wrapped around yours, taking in your scent as his eyes shut tight; loving the moment he was in.

Whenever you would mumble or converse, he giggles silently at the vibration that ran through his ears. His head leaned closer when your fingers ran threaded through his hair, fiddling with the blond locks. Twisting it and curling it, your legs wrapped around him; which rested on his thighs.

“Look, you should just-“ Your mouth gaped open, astounded from the risky move Michael had taken. He had tugged down your bra, revealing the quickly erected nipples from the sudden cold temperature. His eyes accidentally met yours. Which was full of dominance and frustration, he pouted; hoping his puppy eyes would work. “What are you doing?”

Every word slashed the air, it was like teaching a puppy a lesson. The baby boy wanted attention, he was desperate and needy. He would agree that he would call himself, in the current situation, an attention whore. Because the day you promised that was supposed to be free from work became something he didn’t want. You attempted to pull it back up, but his hands were faster- which rested on the mound. Shaking his head with a faint pout.

“Hello? Are you there?” Ross’s voice clashed the air, pulling you back to reality. You shook your head, humming to the man. “If we just substituted Adam instead of the transfers, he would lead it better.”

And whatever he was mumbling, felt like empty words as it faded into nothing. You couldn’t hear him, your ears clogged by the pleasure the blond was giving you. Hands quickly ran to tug on his hair for more, he moaned as he kisses your breast with opened mouth. His tongue stuck out, giving kitten licks on to the wet bud. His fingers fiddling with the small strands that were attached on sides of your panties. You gasped as you watched him encasing your nipple in his teeth, as he tugs it back. Eyes staring as it bounces back into place. The quick aching extinguished by his caring and gentle licks.

Michael pulled his body back, straddling your hips. Admiring as your body heaved up and down, your index finger in your mouth as you nibbled it. The phone still on your ear. He rolled his eyes internally, not wanting to get punished. Prodding you to sit, he unclasped the bra. Since the fastener was at the front, his eyes glued on your chest as the bra retracted to lay hanging from sides of the chair, not supporting your breasts anymore. It was as if your breasts were a toy. He couldn’t resist it. Grabbing each mound, he mushed them together in the middle. A smile on his face as he played with it, jubilantly.

“Y/N are you listening? This is very important!” Ross groaned the sound of a faint slap could be heard. You smiled at the thought of making him frustrated and slapping himself. It was important, it really was. And you tried your hardest to concentrate on his voice. But because of the guy that is on you, it can’t be done, said-concentration.

“You know what Ross, we’ll talk later, I have a problem to solve,” The man on the other line of the phone yelled, words sputtered out his mouth. Michael pulled away, kneeling at the end of the chair as a slight worry flash through his eyes. But you had already pressed the red button, ending the call. Placing the phone on the table, the desperation clashed as he ran away. “Michael!”

[georgiadixon]

bad dreams

pairing: michael langdon x reader

warnings: SMUT (oral/blowjob), this boy’s got a mommy kink, y’all.

summary: you and michael discover a special form of comfort after he has bad dream.

word count: 1130

a/n: this is the kinkiest thing i’ve written (and my first smut?) so pls go easy on me lol. my masterlist and taglists are both in my bio! thanks for reading! ♡

your eyes were closed, but you were awake. you could only assume it was the early hours of the morning, as the moonlight still shone through your window and it was pitch black otherwise. just as you were wondering what woke you up at this hour, you heard soft whimpering coming from beside you. you looked over at your lover with concern; his face was shaded red and eyebrows were furrowed deep as if he was in intense agony. you laid on your side, staring at him wondering what you should do. after a few moments, he opened his eyes but only showed more pain as he adjusted to reality.

“michael, baby, what’s wrong?” you quickly reached out for your love, concern laced in your voice as he was still whimpering. your palm graced his cheek as you moved your body to be closer to his. he looked around confused before calming slightly as his eyes landed on yours, although his whining only grew louder as he dipped his head into your neck, arms moving around your body to hold you close.

“m-mommy.” he whispered against your skin. “i had a bad dream.” your eyes widened at the name; he had never called you that before. but after the initial shock, your heart began to warm. you knew that if you were the only one who was going to love him, then you were going to love him right.

“yeah, baby? it’s alright, i’m here.” you sat up and brought his head into your lap. you smoothed his hair in between your fingers as you let him cry softly to the bottom of your stomach. “you wanna talk about it?” you whispered into the darkness after a few moments of holding him. he shook his head fast, obviously not ready or wanting to talk. instead he leaned into your stomach, nosing his way into your night shirt. his lips grazed your skin all the way until they were right in between your breasts. he moved his hands to take your shirt off, you easily obliging. you didn’t know what his goal was, but you knew he needed you in a deep and intimate way.

he kissed along your chest, murmuring all the way. his body was still laid across your lap, so you took this opportunity to hold him even closer than you already were. his hands wrapped around your waist, rubbing up and down your back. “oh, mama.” was his only warning before he brought your nipple into his mouth, sucking softly but fully. you leaned your head back and sighed, loving the feeling of michael using your body to comfort himself. your hands went to his hair as he brought more of your breast into his mouth, sucking like it was the last drop of water in the desert. between the feeling of his mouth on your sensitive skin and the small moans and whimpers that were escaping him, you began to feel a fire burn from your chest down to your core. “michael, love.” he just hummed in response, too focused to respond. “michael, baby. look at me.”

he moved his head to look up at you, tears escaping his eyes as his mouth stilled, full of your breast. he sucked down to hold your nipple in between his teeth, eventually letting all of you go. he sat up and wiped his mouth off on the back of his hand, sighing. he was resting on his knees in front of you, blonde hair falling in his face and shining against the moonlight. “michael.” you smiled softly and whispered his name. he smiled back lowly before ducking his head and putting his hands in his lap like a little kid in trouble. you were guessing he was just now realizing what he had just done. his eyes were avoiding yours and his bottom lip was stuck out. you couldn’t help but chuckle, he looked so pretty and innocent.

“michael,” you caught his attention by bringing your thumb to his chin. “you know it’s ok, right?” his head snapped up at your words. “are you sure? i get it if it weirds you out and i’m sorry it just slipped out-” you cut off his rambling by crashing your lips onto his and rolling on top of him until his back hit the mattress. when you pulled away, his eyes were wide with wonder. “yes, michael. i’m sure. now, you want mama to make you feel good?” you traveled down his body as you spoke, your hands untying his sweatpants. his eyes were still wide open, trained on your movements. he eagerly nodded his head without moving any other part of his body. you knew this was going to be fun.

“you’re such a good boy, michael.” you spoke sweetly as you pulled his pants down and threw them across the room. you glanced down at his growing bulge and smiled, looking back up to meet his eyes. you heard his breath hitch in his throat as you moved your face closer to his crotch, all the while maintaining eye contact. in one moment you dipped your head down and licked one long stripe up his dick through his boxers, making him moan out. “don’t stop mama, please.” he whined at a high-pitch, sending butterflies through your chest.

you began to leave kisses along his waist as you slowly pulled his boxers down and grabbed his dick as it sprang out. pumping him up and down, you moved up to kiss his mouth roughly until michael pulled away and pushed you back down his body. “someone’s eager.” you chuckled and put your hands over his on your shoulders while bringing his dick into your mouth with one move. he gasped loudly, bucking his hips into your mouth making you gag. “oh, yes, mommy.” he whined out. you picked up your pace, moving your hand to pump whatever you couldn’t fit into your mouth. when michael started to squirm, you brought your free hand to hold his waist down. you knew he wasn’t lasting much longer the more he was struggling to stay still.

without warning, he nearly screamed making you jump a little which only edged him on. “i-i’m gonna-” he couldn’t get another word out before spilling inside of your mouth. you continued to suck his dick downwards until all of him was out of your mouth. michael was panting hard as you moved back up to hold him close to your chest.

“does my baby feel better?” you whispered to his hair as you brought him into your lap. you could feel him smile against your skin, his face hiding in your neck. he only nodded and kissed your skin. “thank you, mama.”

[wroteclassicaly]

Oh, Baby

Paragraph Kink request via anon: "Pleeeease a paragraph for that kink where Michael switches from having a mommy kink to being daddy"

Pairing: Michael Langdon x Reader

Warnings: Smut, language, Daddy & Mommy kinks

"Mommy needs to be taught a lesson, I think." The raspy voice of your lover is honey hot in your ear, switch flipped like ice water to an open electric box.

"Little boy, I'm fucking warning you," You say, knuckle white grip clenched into the sheets.

Though you make no moves to dominate his persona. You instead give yourself over to his biting palm and the way it cracks against your bare ass, rings imprinting into your awaiting flesh. You lick your lips, gritting your teeth at his commands.

"I said," he slithers his warm chest against your back, nipples scratching along your skin, causing you to arch, pressure ever present in your spine. He makes it up to your neck, licking a fat and sloppy wet stripe. "Say it."

You sass him once, twice more, then you're giving in. "Fuck my pathetic little cunt, daddy."

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CODY FERN

*gifs are not mine, credit to owner

Imagines

[* smut][🌧angst][✿ fluff]

MICHAEL LANGDON

*Good Boy | Soft!Michael X Mommy Kink!Reader

You promised Michael today was a work-free day at the pool, but there is a problem at work. So he risks it. What could go wrong?

✿Treat | Soft!Michael X Mommy Kink!Reader

After punishing Michael, you decided to help him to ease the pain.

*Bathtub

After a long night, Michael decides to join you in the water; except this time, he brought a camera.

JIM MASON

DUNCAN SHEPHERD

*Midnight Crisis

It’s late night. And you’ve been squirmish in your sleep. And that bothers Duncan A LOT.

JIM MASON X MICHAEL LANGDON X DUNCAN SHEPHERD X READER

🌧I’m Yours.

✿Beach Fuzz

Jim desperately pleaded everyone to get out of work and relax, where else could he have suggested, other than the beach?

✿Island Boys

XAVIER

Youtuber!Xavier [H.C]

*Movie Night

Camp Redwood arranged an outdoor movie night, if only they knew what the two of the counsellors were doing.

Series

- Breaks Your Heart polyamorous relationship

reader x jim mason x michael langdon x duncan shepherd

summary: Y/N Y/L/N knew her dreams; she wanted to explore the world. To be the girl she desperately wanted to be when she was young and free. Now she is. In her path, she stumbles upon the motel staff, Jim Mason. The former musician, Michael Langdon. And the one she was supposed to say her vows to, Duncan Shepherd. Life has few tricks up its sleeves, but not if you rip the cards out first.

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upcoming things:

Soft!Michael X Mommy Kink!Reader - may be the continuation to Good Boy.

Would y’all want a Sadistic!OC X Michael Langdon X Nicholas Scratch X Tom Riddle?? like just straight up dark and from GOT lmao (series)

Duncan Shepherd X Michael Langdon X Reader X Jim Mason - smut at the movie theatre (i did a similar one for xavier ooo)

Roadtrip; Stucky X Reader - smut in the van

Stucky X Reader - ANGST ANGST ANGST, quick summary: After Bucky turns to dust, the relationship between Reader and Steve falls apart.

Howard Stark X Reader - Reader and Howard are a thing... until she is put in ice because that’s how they solved it back then

FLUFF reader x michael langdon x jim mason x duncan shepherd at the beach - Jim made everyone leave work to be free from work.

Rogers!Reader X Bucky - Bucky is your father’s best friend. And he finds it hard to breath the same air as you. ??? huh?

[1.10.19] s.

Regulus Black X Reader - After years of trying to sit down with your brother-in-law, Sirius finally knocks on your door. Years after your lover died.

Sirius Black X Reader ??- Harry’s Aunty on his father’s side was tainted with evil, clean she claimed she was. Is she?

Servant!Steve Rogers X Princess!Reader - Love should not be restricted by classes.

[20.1.20] s.

Henry Cavill X Reader X Chris Evans - The trio was caught at Disneyland, however, does the world truly know of the scret behind the three?

Bucky Barnes X Reader - A mission underwater was not something they knew was coming, but it was not considered complicated. If only Bucky wasn’t so easily distracted by a view.

Tom Riddle X Michael Langdon X Kylo Ren X Reader - Pure filthy smut

Tom Riddle X Reader - The two heads of the school always find ways to relief the exhausting day with one another.

Voldemort X OC - A mask provided her the freedom of Azkaban, a defence of lies. Years, it has been. Finally, the dark lord and his queen rises once again.

[15.5.20] s.

Finn Shelby X Reader, Luca Changretta X Reader, Deceased!John X Reader - An old friend of Thomas is called to Birmingham so she could supply firearms, except, she left the island with the younger brother of her deceased lover.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Peaky Blinders X Eldest!F!Reader - The eldest of the Shelbys return back to the one and only Birmingham.

Isaiah Jesus X Shelby!Reader - Isaiah and the reader are not in an official relationship, but, he can’t help but to notice raging jealous when eyes gawk at her.

Charlie Weasley X Reader - Charlie Weasley, Quidditch Captain of the Gryffindor’s. Blinded by his admiration for dragons and a ravenclaw girl, he doesn’t know what he was losing until he lost it.

Thomas Shelby X Changretta!Reader - A night at the ball, Thomas grazes his eyes upon an unaccompanied woman at the bar. After a night of exhaustion and moaning, the woman was not who he had expected.

[11.7.20] s. [16.7.20] f.

Maxwell Lord X F!CEO!Reader - No one could deny the rivalry between the two companies that dominated the market, if only they had known what the two had behind private walls.

Post-Azakaban!Sirius Black X F!Reader - Old love rekindling by a very much needed reunion.