#Norton campbell smut

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☆ "fool's gold" | norton campbell ; general nsfw headcanons

pairing / "fool's gold" norton campbell x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / possessive, jealous themes, suffocation, overstimulation, mentions of being passed out, "hunting"

word count / 869 words

⭒ fool's gold is, as we can all tell, towering tall so we know damn well he's packing down there. 8.5 inches and i'm not exaggerating, i am a high believer of 8.5 inches fool's gold.

⭒ fool gold looms over you and is mostly seen being next to you no matter where your destination may be. he follows you like a lost puppy that other survivors and hunters can't help but be galled that this unapproachable man could be so soft hearted.

⭒ fool’s gold simply fucks you like an animal in heat. he isn’t passionate more so, selfish and possessive over you. he’s quite rough, especially forgetting about foreplay at times and just goes down on you. please remind him! he isn't intentionally attempting to hurt you (most of the time). fool's gold isn't the most meticulous of lovers, but what he loves the most is listening to you.

⭒ at first, when giving foreplay, fool's gold would have his finger deep in you. however, it didn't felt right so he started to just eat you out right then and there. and when i tell you, fool's gold eats you out as though you're his last meal. he's a starved man for you. his tongue deep in you and knowing just where the right places are that'll have your toes curling.

⭒ kissing fool's gold is always a battle, a battle that you'd never win no matter. he'd always have you deprived of oxygen by the end of it and yet, each kiss is like no matter you've ever experienced.

⭒ fool's gold loves your chest. he loves to flick it with his fingers or run his cold, pointer finger down on it just to see the way your face contorts with shivers running along your body. and god, does he love to suck your nipples dry (yes i'm serious. this man pretends he's drinking your breast milk).

⭒ fool's gold loves to mark you in any way possible. a visible place where everyone could see his marked treasure. your neck, chest, hips, thighs. he completely marvels at his work after, you will never not be reminded of that love experienced that night every time you see your littered body.

⭒ he loves to bite you (yes, biting). he has a scary set of sharp teeth but rather, don't worry as it's mostly a nibble. however, fool's gold is easily and naturally jealous. he has a keen sense of smell and so, when he picks up a scent that seems to be too close to you, he'd absolutely start biting your neck until it starts to bleed with no hesitations. he loves to give you love bites, yes, but those times of frustration.. he just had to let it out at these kind of moments😪.

⭒ fool’s gold loves to receive rather than give. just stuff your entire mouth into his cock and he’d instantly fold for you. grunting, as he roughly guides you by the hair as he looks down on you taking in all of his length. your head, bobbing up and down, he’s completely entranced by your saliva streaming down your mouth.

⭒ fool’s gold isn’t verbal. if anything, the most you’d hear out of him are his occasional growling and animalistic grunts. despite that, he'd muster out some degrading name calling remarks to you that are compiled with loving praises as well. whether it be praising you for taking his dick, he'd manage to throw in some degradation as well (slut, whore, messy).

⭒ fool's gold loves to experiment with his positions. his one hand tightly binding you above your head while the other hand is completely exploring your body. or your body backed into a surface as he completely fucks you from behind. even the view of your back arching for him as he watches your head buries itself more and more into the pillows. he's completely lost for you.

⭒ fool's gold stamina is endless. once he starts, he can't stop. he fucks you endlessly, his cum deep inside your mouth, everywhere on your fucked face, your body sticky and drenched with his cum. even if you pass out from the overstimulation, fool's gold would continue going.

⭒ he loves your mouth. your lips around his cock, your mouth full of his cum, he can't help but tell you to open your mouth to spit in it. "open your mouth." his voice striking venomously. "now swallow." "good job baby.."

⭒ definitely into the "predator, prey" roleplay. he'd hunt you deep in the forest, giving you a multiple of minutes head start only to catch up to you in mere seconds and taking you right then and there in the forest. your fear draws him in more in which he'd have you backed up against a tree or rather, fuck you as he holds you around his body.

⭒ fool's gold always seems to have his hand around you which would always be a tight grip. fool's gold wouldn't think much of it since in his eyes, you're practically "his" all inside and out. once you've captured his attention, he has no plans of ever having you run from him.

[mocha-moch4]

I wanna feel you from the inside-

Song: Closer - Nine Inch Nails

Summary: Using his weakness against him to snag a cheap rescue was playing dirty, but unfortunately for you, Norton is well versed when it came to playing like that..

Warnings: Fools gold gets his own warning. Implied Monster fucking, afab reader, pet names (doll/dollface/slut/ect) Nortons mean guys 😔 He hurts ur boob, the smut is cut off though

You knew what you were getting into. But, at the same time, it was a bit of ganji’s fault as well.

Getting downed at five ciphers was quite embarrassing, and most people wouldn’t even bother with the rescue.. But… then again, you know the feeling all too well. You were relatively close with the batter after all. That being said, you were in no hurry to complete said rescue. After completing your cipher you hurried over to the outside of the dreary hospital where Ganji was currently chaired. It was already above half, so if he were to get chaired once more, he’d be dead, but at least the rescue would give ganji a chance to redeem himself after that unfortunately short kite.

You carefully snuck around the limited structures to block the line of sight of Norton, who was camping the chair. You know Norton would prefer to not swing at all rather than risk accidentally hitting you in the process. As cruel as he may act, he does care for you. He is just a greedier version of his survivor counterpart, whom would give him an aggravatingly long earful if he downed you. Knowing all of this, you still decide to use it against him in situations like this.

And oh, how he loathes you for that.

Quickly, and a bit recklessly, you dashed up to the chair, trying to catch Norton off guard. It worked well enough to successfully get Ganji off the chair, but it you lost all your courage with it. You didn’t have it in you to body block, so you simply planned on going back to decoding duty while Ganji attempted to kite once more.

Well, that’s how you thought it would play out. When you booked it away from the chair you scrambled into the hospital and up the stairs, making your way to the untouched cipher on the second floor, being extra mindful of the gapes in the floor. It wasn’t til you were starting the cipher you heard Ganji call out that the hunter had changed targets. Before you could even register anything, you started hearing your heartbeat in your head, then the next thing you know you’re entrapped between two giant arms attached to an aggravated looking Norton. You shivered at the sudden pressure of the cold wall you’re now pushed up against. A small moan threatened to release from the mere contact with him.

You wanted to come up with some kind of excuse or reason that would soften the blow of the punishment that was soon to be delivered so graciously to you, but the damned hunter hasn’t given you a second to think so far, so why would he now? You bit your lip as his cold, rock constructed hands, traveled up your shirt, sending shivers through your entire body. One of which trailed far up to grip your neck. Not hard enough to hurt you just yet, but enough to make it a bit red.

“What’s wrong, doll face?” His voice was horse and filled with mockery. He felt no pity at your shook up face. “You weren’t this scared when you came up to the chair, huh?” He asked, hot breath tickling your nose. Fearing that you’d only make the situation worse, you decided to stay quiet for now as to save the little words you had before your brain inevitably turns to mush.

“That wasn’t rhetorical, brat.” he spat before roughly tugging at the top of your shirt, ripping the fabric so he could roughly squeeze a handful of your breast. The rock his hands were made out of pierced the plush skin, drawing up blood from the pressure. A mewl escaped your lips, rolling off your tongue as your skin stung from the rocks that threatened to tear through it.

“Please..” the whimper snuck out of your mouth, pleading for him to not only be gentler, but also to spare the cruelties you knew were upon the dark horizon. Norton was a smart man, almost annoyingly so. He knew exactly what you wanted by the glimmer in your eye. That was too fucking bad.

“If you’re gonna wanna come close to enjoying this, you’re gonna have to work for it, slut.” he growled, his guttural voice dropping, just like how his belt did. The sound of the ramshackle zipper echoing through the grey hospital halls. Only thing left to do was pray..

[freakspectors]

RAHHHHHH im back again hi sinner’s box

anyways norton nsfw hc’s 🫨

- anon graves

𝒩𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓃 𝒞𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒮𝓂𝓊𝓉 𝐻𝒸𝓈 .

Norton Campbell | "Prospector" x Gender-Neutral Reader Smut Headcanons .

warnings ; smut , oral sex , cunnilingus , praise , teasing , begging .

authors note ; kane . i see you . anyway i love nort SO much he's literally my pookie ... i knew i was gonna have a fun ass time writing this . i scan the entire fucking earth for norton things all the time BUT CAN'T FIND ANYTHING so I'm glad to produce for y'all ... anyway GO READ SHOO SHOO !! <3

✦ There's so much things I can think of for this man it's actually wild.

✦ I wouldn't say Nortons's too kinky.. but there are some things that drive him insane.

✦ A good example of that is hearing you beg. Hearing your pretty, breathless moans and cries of his name while he edges the life out of you just gets him not going, but revving.

✦ He also likes when you give him praise while he pleases you. Every time you tell him how good he feels while he's fucking you, you can feel his grip tighten and his dick twitch inside of you a little. <3

✦ Nort is so talkative. He doesn't shut up.

✦ He's always teasing you about how messy you get for him, how you're so eager to take all of his seed like a common whore.. moments later he turns into a moaning mess and gives you endless praise while stuffing his cock in you.

✦ It's almost like he's talking just to talk. He doesn't know what the fuck he's saying himself - he's too horny to make sense of his words.

✦ Norton. LOVES. Giving. Head.

✦ Definitely got a tongue piercing for that reason.

✦ He's so sloppy and fast, there's always a sticky mess all over your thighs and his face when he's done with you.

✦ He doesn't even do it as just prep anymore - it's a hobby at this point. Horny but busy? He'll give you head. Upset from a lost match? He'll give you head to calm down. Tired but horny? He'll let you sit on his face. He does it because it's fun. Norton also likes it when you suffocate him with your thighs while he does.. <3

✦ Nort likes you giving him head just as much, actually. Watching you choke on him while looking up at him with teary doe eyes has the power to make him nut on the spot - he has to hold himself back.

✦ His favorite position is Leap Frog. Debate me. You can't, I'm right.

✦ Norton loves to hold onto you while he fucks you into the mattress, your back arched and hips raised for him to grab onto. It drives him absolutely mad; I swear to you.

✦ He's an ass guy. A BIG ass guy. He'll smack your ass with no shame and pretend he did absolutely nothing wrong.

✦ He's unintentionally rough - he always apologizes afterwards, but he has yet to know that you enjoy it.

✦ Norton doesn't want to hurt you, is all. No one has really cared for him since you, and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he made you leave him, too.

✦ Because of this, he loves when you say you need him. He'll make you repeat it until you cum, enjoying the feeling of being loved and needed by someone for the first time in a while.

@ orpherizz 2023 . do not share or repost .

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𒈒➢// "mi princesa"

norton campbell x fem! reader NSFW

guys im such a slut for norton campbell help meeee

if i said anything wrong in spanish pls forgive me and correct me i suck at it🙇‍♀️

tw/cw: fem reader, praise kink but also degradation kink.., spanish speaking norton AJDKSJKFKE, norton calls u mami, light spanking, u give norton head, cute lil nicknames, norton loves to admire ur features

your lips were wrapped around his cock, sliding up and down as he layed down beneath you on your shared bed. "mierda.. eres buena en esto." he chuckled, taken aback a little. you always seemed like the innocent type to him.

his hips bucked upwards, his half lidded eyes watching you gag on his cock. his tongue slid over his teeth, wishing he was inside you as he bit his lip. your saliva was all over his cock; the sight made him throb in your mouth.

"mi princesa, you look so sexy right now" he said, choking out a moan. you hummed around his dick, the vibrations sending a shock of pleasure through him.

he combed his fingers through your hair, then grabbed a fistful, shoving his cock all the way down your throat. you let out a muffled gasp, your throat spasming around him.

eventually your throat relaxed, and when it did, he thrusted into your mouth; even when you thought he couldn't go any deeper. his orgasm was nearing, and he pounded in and out of your throat, muscles tense and sweat beading down his forehead.

he choked out a loud moan as you felt him release his cum down your throat, his head thrown back. he thrusted in and out of your mouth a few more times, then looked at you, lips curling up into a sly grin.

he looked fascinated with the way he left a mess of your face, makeup ruined. mascara streaked down your face, lipstick smudged and his cum leaking out from the corner of your lips. "make sure you swallow it all, cariño"

shortly after, he let go of your hair. you pulled your head back— taking in a deep breath of air. "asshole.." you muttered, your voice raspy from your throat being fucked. you licked his cum off of the side of your lips.

he laughed, then kissed you on the forehead. "you did so good, mami" he praised, adding to the wetness that was pooling in your panties. he zipped his pants back up

you got up, walking away. he admired the way your hips swayed. just when you were at the door and about to open it, you felt his arm snake around you. "were not done yet, baby" he smirked against your neck, sucking at the skin. he brushed his hand against your cheek, then connected his lips with yours.

he had you pinned against the wall, undressing you and himself slowly, his lips still against yours. he grabbed your thighs, rubbing circles against them. he took you by your legs, put his hand behind your neck and hoisted you up onto his legs.

"fuck, mami, you feel so good— ngh- you're so good for me." he mumbled sweet nothings into your ear, distracting you from the overwhelming pleasure as he slid in and out of you, your juices coating around his cock.

"mi reina.. eres tan hermosa" he whispered into the crook of your neck, peppering sweet kisses from your jaw and down. your legs were hoisted up on his hips, your back against the wall as he thrusted in and out of you. your inner thighs were scattered with hickeys, all norton's doing.

"you're such a slut, i know you love my cock. you're squeezing around me so nicely, muñeca" he said, his eyes connected with yours. hearts filled your eyes as he admired your features.

your head was thrown back against the wall, jolts of pleasure rushing through you with each time your skin slapped against his.

your eyes rolled back when you felt a stinging pain, nortons hand making contact with your ass. "mm.. yeah. what a good girl, mi buena chica" he groaned into your ear, stroking your cheek and wiping away the tears of pleasure that rolled down your face.

he sped up his pace, his hand moving away from your face and trailing down, playing with your swollen clit. he bit his lip, his cock throbbing; the feeling of your tight pussy brung him closer to his orgasm.

"fuck, you're so— mph.. you're so tight, cariño. i think i'm close." he said between quick breaths, his pace becoming sloppy and uncoordinated; yet still hitting all of your most sensitive places. you nodded in agreement, your back arching. tears welled up in your eyes, your nails digging deep into nortons back— sure to leave a mark.

you bit your lip hard, trying to stop the moans threatening to escape out of your mouth. norton brushed his thumb over your lip, "let me hear you, baby" he pleaded, giving you a quick peck on the lips.

a series of moans and curses came from you as you felt a familiar knot in your stomach about to snap. "norton, i'm close— please go faster." you begged, nails digging even deeper into his back.

"of course, mi amor" he said, licking his lips before picking up his speed by alot. you moaned loudly as his tip breached the entrance of your cervix. each thrust brought you nearer and nearer, until eventually; the knot snapped.

a loud "fuck" left your mouth, before your head was thrown back against the wall and your fists were balled up. a wave of euphoria washed over you as your vision became blurry and white. your walls tightened against norton, pushing him over the edge.

you let out a silent gasp as you felt him release his load into you, his hips stuttering before his pace slowed down. you both rode out your orgasms. you looked up at nortons face, his cheeks red and his mouth slightly opened. you could hear his short pants as he took 1 hand off the wall to wipe his mouth, holding you up with his other.

he brung you back to the bed, laying you down and sitting down next to you, stroking your hair and watching your eyes flutter. "goodnight, princesa" you heard him say, then saw him crack a smile before your eyes shut completely, falling asleep.

this man is so...

[herdecisions]

Slutty or just slut?

art not mine, got it from pinterest

[gothicxreylover]

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𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗

𝕹𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖔𝖓 𝕮𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

⋆༺𓆩𓋹𓆪༻⋆ ⋆༺𓆩𓋹𓆪༻⋆

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Tw! This contains Hate sex (not really sex but..), slapping (sexually), mean words, drooling, slight public sex, and unfinished orgasm (reader), masturbation, and cliffhanger? (didn't know how to end it haha)

⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧ ⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧

You weren't a very reliable person during matches like these. Specifically ranked matches. You were horrible at kiting, supporting, and rescuing the only thing you were good at was just decoding. Other players that you matched with frequently learned how horrible you were and tried to prevent matching with you at all times.

Sometimes even hunters feel pity for you, giving you a chance of survival and dungeon once in a while. One day while in a match you stuck to the only thing you were good and stayed away when it came to supporting it rescuing.

Footsteps approached you and two sets of hands helped decode from your left side. This was the last chiper and your teammate was barely holding the hunter off. When the chiper was primed the roughed gloves immediately shoved you to the wall. “You better not screw this up! I swear every time I match with you, you ruin everything.” The prospector said as he tightened his hand on your shoulders.

He moved closer to your ear letting his raspy voice talk and degrade you. Before you knew it his hands were tugging your pants off while rubbing your shoulder.

“Wh-What are you doing? This is sinful!” You exclaimed, his hand shoved you to the wall again hinting at you to shut up. “ shut your mouth and enjoy you pathetic loser. You should be lucky I'm doing this to you.” He tugged one of his gloves off with his mouth and reached for your private area.

He bent you over the chiper machine that was vibrating giving you extra pleasure. His hand started to finger/ jerk you off quickly making you let out a quiet moan. You slapped your hand on to your mouth still noticing that you were in public. You didn't want to get caught by one of your teammates but yet this fingers felt so good.

Drool started to come out of your mouth loving the way his thick fingers your fingering/ jerking you off. You felt like you were going to cum very quickly making you hold the crate that the chiper machine was on tightly.

Soon his fingers left you and finally popped chiper, you cried out weakly as your orgasm went away. You looked up at him to see his stupid smirk, he slapped your ass and left to get to the exit gate. You quickly pulled up your pants and made your way to the exit gate.

[estarlias]

Hoping request thingies are still open but

Can you do something with Norton Campbell and a shy male reader? I'm kinda shy especially with tall men HELP umm yeah it could be nsfw if you can

hi !! i feel so bad but idk if i’m any good at writing AMAB smut so i just gave some general headcanons i’m sorry 💔

[NORTON CAMPBELL NSFW/GENERAL HEADCANONS 🪸]

when I tell you this man is a FLIRTTTT… he just LOVES to see you all flustered and riled up, he goes to such great lengths just to see that shy blush on your cheeks.

if you’re shorter than him, you better expect that he’s going to be grabbing your chin constantly just to see you avert his gaze

a nice 6-7 inches! idk about y’all but having 8-9 inches would HURTT

will literally act so down bad just to see you get nervous

shamelessly moans your name while he jerks off, knowing damn well you can hear him.

he’d be into teasing you, both sexually and non sexually.

he knows what turns you on, does it constantly, then acts all innocent when you mention it to him

he wants to see you all worked up, wants you to ask for his attention, pretending it wasn’t his intention all along

did I mention he’s shameless? would have u on his lap just so u can feel his bulge underneath his pants

sucks you off like a starved man. we’ve all seen the bread and milk clip.

soft dom norton real! talks you through it, very gentle with prep and even gentler with aftercare

HAVE YALL SEEN THOSE WAX CANDLES THAT TURN INTO LOTION.

probably into some light bdsm, would totally edge you just to hear your little whimpers!

would have u suck him off after a rough match (let me pretend that the manor doesn’t kill everyone.)

mutual masturbation, gets hard right after cuming just looking at your flushed, moaning face.

PET NAMES.

maybe a switch, let’s you top sometimes if you’re feeling up for it

likes to overstimulate you just for fun!! he thinks you look sooooo handsome when you’re whimpering and begging while he continues to touch you

[fishermanshook]

ASK: pretty pretty please… fools gold.. smut if you can.. I CANT KEE EDGING TO HIM WHENEVER I MATCH AGAINST HIM 😞💻 I GOTTA TAKE HIS CRYSTAL ROCK COCK

ROCK HARD!

( fools gold sex h/c’s ) + gn!reader

# MINOR WRITING SMUT , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

I suppose it is your fault, you shouldn’t have underestimated your boyfriend's ability to fuck you raw in his bedroom, not caring who hears either of you or if his Survivor counterpart walks in as you do it on his bed. 

His opposite shouldn't be back for a while though, as he's stuck in a match against that Ivy chick. Guess you'll just have to stick it out for a while, huh? Don't worry, he'll make it worth the wait. 

꒰wc꒱ 535

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who is undoubtedly rough with you in the bedroom. Leaving marks in their wake decorated across your soft and delicate flesh unlike his own. Bruises from your last session have only just started to fade away to make room for more to come.              (He doesn't mean to hurt you, it's just that you're so much tinier than he is and he can't help but toy with you a bit.)

↳ on top of this, jealousy runs through the Hunter's veins. The cuts and bruises and hickeys and whatever else he does to mark you up is an indication of who and what you belong to. He can’t stand watching you interact with the other Survivors and, hell, that pesky Prospector who takes up far too much of your time. Time that could be better spent splitting you in half. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold is such a tease too. He'll mess around with your tiny little body and force you to leave for your match all hot and bothered. It's all part of the plan though because it means you'll just come crawling back to him for relief, not realizing what you're getting yourself into. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who loves to get messy in bed and uses his hands and fingers to make you cum 1, 2, 3 too many times, leaving your body overstimulated and all too sensitive to his rough touch. It doesn't matter how many times you beg or whine or claw at the rocks on his back, he doesn't stop. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who is always the one on top. It doesn't matter if you start it or end it, you'll always manage to find him towering over you with that same devilish smirk that adorns his face. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who has the stamina of a 10-time gold place Olympian runner. He can go all night and then morning and then night again if called for. But know that once he starts, he won’t stop. The little sympathy he has goes toward calling it a night after round 5 or after you've passed out in his arms. He gets it, it's hard having a boyfriend who could last longer than he could. (Norton.)

The sound of keys unlocking the door pulls you from your aroused state as both you and Fools Gold turn your head toward the door. 

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me." Norton sighs while turning his head up towards the roof. 

"Speak of the devil, could you leave? We're kind of in the middle of something." Fools Gold says, still halfway inside you as you cover your body in embarrassment. 

"That’s it, both of you, OUT!" 

note: I picked this up b/c I thought it'd be interesting especially because I've never written for him before,,,also annon im going to haunt your dreams now b/c you didn’t read rules (I’m calling you rocky annon now if you ever decide to send in something else)

also you guys help I have 37 (36 after this post) drafts

(2024) ©️fishermanshook — do not steal, translate, plagiarize, or repost my work on any other platform

[orpheusluvr]

They catch a glimpse of you

NSFW WARNING

This is basically just some scenarios with various idv male characters reacting to seeing you either undressed or seeing a slight part of you (female reader btw)

But the reader (you) actually has a huge crush on these characters and you realise that this is a perfect way to get closer to them (totally not writing this in my perspective 😃)

Anyways, enjoy!!!

Characters included: Luca, Norton, Orpheus and Frederick

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Luca:

You stared at the large red wine stain on your favourite dress and sighed. Even though poor Demi continuously apologised for being clumsy and accidentally spilling it on you, it made you slightly annoyed considering that you decided to wear this dress especially for today.

You carefully took it off and placed it in the laundry basket to be washed later. As you looked down, your eyes widened as you saw that the wine had stained your skin too. The material must’ve been too thin and the wine went through it.

Time for a bath then, it seems.

Just as you were about to remove your bra, you heard a knock on your door.

“Y/N? Are you in there?”

It was Luca.

You nervously bit your lip, feeling his presence outside behind the door. What would happen if you let him in while you were in this state?

“Y/N?! Say something if you’re there!” Luca called out.

“I’m here!” You said.

You felt a blush form on your face.

“You can come in.”

You immediately heard the sound of the door opening.

“Phew, you had me wor-”

Luca was immediately cut off after looking at you. His eyes scanned your body, admiring every part of it.

“Need help with getting rid of that stain?” He said, pointing to your chest.

You heart was pounding.

“That would be really helpful.” You smiled.

Luca smirked.

“Alright, I’ll take care of it. But I’m expecting a reward afterwards.” He said, carrying you into the bathroom.

Norton:

“Hey Norton, what are you up to?” You said, entering the lounge.

“Hey Y/N! I was just relaxing.” He said.

You sat next to him, opening the book that you were carrying.

“What’s that?” Norton asked.

“It’s a really interesting book that I found hidden in the library. It has a lot of weird symbols and things in it.” You said.

Norton gave a laugh.

“You really do amuse me a lot.” He said.

“I’m being serious! Just look at how interesting it is!” You said, turning yourself to face him and showing him the page that you were on.

But Norton wasn’t paying attention to the book at all. Because his eyes suddenly drifted off somewhere else.

Your shirt was hanging loosely from your chest, showing a large amount of cleavage. As you moved in the seat, your breasts would follow your movements, practically almost about to pop out from the shirt at any second.

Norton felt his dick twitch and gulped nervously.

“Norton? Are you alright?” You said, worryingly. You saw how his face had suddenly gone red and he was sweating. You placed the book down onto the table, then turned around to touch his forehead. He immediately let out a groan.

You were confused and shocked at how he suddenly became “unwell”.

“Hold on, I’ll get you a glass of water.” You said, getting up. But Norton immediately grabbed your hand, making you sit on his lap.

“There’s no need…just stay like this…” he panted.

You then immediately realised why he was acting like this when you felt something between your legs.

Orpheus:

You knocked on the door to Orpheus’ bedroom.

“Come in.” You heard him say.

You slowly opened the door, then gently closed it behind you.

Orpheus was sitting on his desk, completing some paperwork. He looked up and gave you a smile, his face illuminated by the candle next to him.

“Ah, nice to see you Y/N. Why are you here at this hour?” He said.

“I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d give you some company since I know that you stay up late.” You said.

You just needed a random excuse to see him, since you and Orpheus barely had time to talk to each other.

Orpheus nodded.

“I see. Well, I guess you could help me with some of my work. I won’t force you though.” He said.

“I’d be happy to.” You said.

Orpheus nodded.

“Alright, sit here.” He said, motioning to the chair in front of him. His arm accidentally hit one of the papers on his desk and it flew all the way underneath his bed.

“I’ll get it.” You said.

You went on all fours and crawled underneath the bed.

What you didn’t realise was that Orpheus was checking you out, smiling to himself as he saw the shape of your ass from behind. However, as a gentleman, he managed to control his urges to do anything with you.

You got back up and walked over to him, placing the paper on the desk.

“Thank you, but I think I shall resume my work later on. I have something else to take care of.” He said, getting up.

“Do you need help with that too?” You said.

Orpheus looked at you with confusion.

“So, you knew I was looking at you?” He said.

You also looked at him in confusion.

“You were?”

You knew damn well that Orpheus did look at you from behind but you were just playing along that you had no idea. You had purposely arched your back for him when you were under his bed, and it seems like it worked like a charm. Because the next few hours were spent in his bedroom, behind closed doors.

Frederick:

“Absolutely magnificent piano skills. You seem to be getting much better.” Frederick said.

“Thank you. I have been practicing a lot.” You said, getting up from the seat.

“I could tell. Anyways, would you like to take a stroll in the garden with me? You do need a break, after all.” He said.

“Sure.” You nodded.

Shortly after, you and Frederick slowly walked around the garden, taking in the fresh breeze. But all of a sudden, the wind became extremely strong. Strong enough to blow the hem of your dress upwards, exposing your thighs.

Frederick immediately pushed the dress down for you. But it didn’t mean that he didn’t catch a glimpse of what was under it.

“Maybe we should go inside now.” He said.

He immediately realised that what he said sounded extremely wrong.

“Ahem, I mean. We should enter the manor and resume our duties.” He said, slightly embarrassed.

You gave a laugh.

“Frederick, you didn’t need to correct yourself from the first time.” You said.

He immediately felt himself tense up after hearing that.

“Pardon?” He said, his eyes glistening with slight lust.

“I’m saying…you should go inside…me.” You said, your voice filled with desire.

Frederick was almost weak in the knees after hearing you say that, especially with that tone.

He gently took your hand.

“Then let’s go. I’d like to hear you make some melodious sounds.”

[decaffeinatedwriter101]

Basement fun

(This isn't my usual content btw just a test)

“Quiet sweetheart, we don't want anyone to hear us now, do we?” Norton whispered in a cocky tone as he continued to pound himself into you, the sound of skin against skin and the desperate moaning and whimpering coming from the basement echoed against the walls.

“N-no, I don't!.” you say through moans, digging your nails into his shoulders as tears begin to form and blur your vision from the over-stimulation, you're trying your hardest to stay somewhat quiet so none of your teammates try to come and assist you in your ‘kite’, the thought of someone coming down to the basement and finding you getting fucked by the hunter sent shivers down your spine, the feeling of humiliation and anxiety sinking into your nerves even though you knew that wasn't going to happen.

“Or do you want your friends to find you down here? getting fucked stupid, all because you're desperate for a win?” Norton asks you with a shit-eating grin on his lips while his hands begin to move away from your hips and begin to grope and squeeze at your ass, the feeling of him hitting that sweet spot over and over again had you struggling to answer him with a coherent sentence without moaning.

“FUUuuucK, no, i- Ah don't want them to” you finally mustered out as you threw your head back from him rubbing that little bundle of nerves in a fast circle-like motion, the feeling of him thrusting himself in and out so rough and fast made it feel like your brain was going to melt your whole body felt like it was on fire, Norton moved both of his hands down to your thighs ultimately putting you into a mating press, he grabbed you by the cheeks and made you look him in the eye. 

“What the matter huh? Are you scared that someone will come here and see us like this?” He groaned out as he got closer to your face pressing his lips up against yours for a kiss, one of his hands moved up to the back of your head to gently tug at your hair, you were getting close, and the familiar feeling of that coil slowly getting ready to pop.

“Norton, please, do- on't stop” you beg through messy kisses as he pounds himself into you even rougher and harder than before, he pulls his face away from yours and cups your face, moving strands of hair out of your eyes a soft yet still somewhat cocky smile on his face.

“You gettin' close huh?” he huffs out as he keeps pounding into you, his thrusts beginning to falter as he is close to his peak, you two holding eye contact the whole time, the feeling of his tip vigorously pounding into your sweet spot got you seeing stars, tears streaming down your face as your legs begin to shake, nortons thrust stammer a bit as he feels you tightening around him his breath hitches in his throat as he quickens his pace tightening his grip on your hair,

  “Ooh god I'm close y/n, I know you are too I can feel you tightening around me,” he says through huffs and groans, his thrusting Increasing in speed.

“Norton I'm so close,” you say through moans, The coil in your stomach tightens with every thrust, getting closer to popping, As you struggle to keep your eyes open, your eyelids flutter, trying to maintain eye contact with the hunter on top of you rearranging your guts, When the coil snaps, it sends your head flying back, causing your eyes to flutter with surprise and intensity, the feeling of warmth envelops the insides of your thighs, Norton leaned back with a contented sigh, surveying the mess he had created with a sense of pride.

“Well look at that, such a mess y/n,” With a confident smirk, he helped you up as the final cipher unlocked. The blaring alarm echoed across the map. As you made your way towards the open exit gate, you glanced back and saw Notion standing there, looking as cocky as ever. At least in the end, you secured your four-man win, and he got his favor.

A/N: hey guys this is my first fanfic, as you can probably tell, also this is a really and I mean really old fools gold fanfic I wrote back when he was released but never finished it until now, I hope you enjoy, I will of course practice on my writing more in the meantime,

Decaff out!

[funkynumaki]

Could I request something for Naib and Norton? Maybe them expecting they'll be the dom during their first time with you (just because they're seen as tough/manly and that's the role they usually took when it comes to sex before they met you) but then you turn the tables on them and top them and them surprisingly loving it?

Turning table

Summary; they're usually the one who's in charge or take the lead in sex, so what happen if they have a partner who's more dominant than them?

Characters included: Norton Campbell and Naib Subedar

Warning: Dom!reader x Sub: character(s), handjob (G), slight blood mentioned in Norton's (like just one line).

A/N: sorry for not posting, something caught up and I lost motivation. But I'm back! I can't really promise if I'll be back long though. For now I'm trying to clear my draft <3.

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|| Norton Campbell

- when you both start dating Norton always thought that he'll be the one who'll take in charge of intimate moment, credit to him it was an almost logical thinking of his. I mean, he's way bigger than you, so in his mind it's supposed to be him who's in charge, right?

- so it was a bit surprising to him when you prove him wrong. And more surprising that he ironically enjoy being in that position, even as much as sometimes he'd not like to admit.

"How is it?" You ask, looking at the man underneath you. Watching as groan and breathy moan slipped from his throat. "Fuckin-nh good..-" He manage to answer your question with little or no self control, especially in the state he's currently in. Your fingers move instinctively, teasing the tip of his dick, Tracing your nail slightly on it. "O-ohh shit-!Pl-ngh..!" His words barely coherent anymore. The prospector's back arched slighty at the sudden pace. "What's that..? You doesn't look like someone who's usually in charge right now.." You cooe in his ear, which he answer with a strangled moan. Your finger stop stimulating his tip, changing its main focus on the base. "Fuck! Ga-ahh..!" He throw his head back from the sudden pleasure that is now mainly on the base of his dick. His hand nails digging your back almost hard enough to drew blood. "Sensitive much, hm?" You chuckle as he try to suppress his noise by nipping on your neck, though it's a bit useless since his breathing is still labored. "Answer me, love. Let me hear how much you love it." You said, slightly threatening him by slowing your pace.

"Mnh..hh-! N-no-dont-fhuck!pl-ease..! I need it..-please-Ahngh! I love it-lo..veit so-much..!"

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|| Naib Subedar

- being a mercenary he is used to bring in charge, well mostly because he usually hold more power in the relationship. Trust is something important in naib's relationship, so even if he's already aware that you can switch and take in charge, he still needs sometimes to think. He trust you, just not sure at first about the idea.

- when the time arrives, it's best to be gentle with him. And let him get comfortable with being the one's bottoming. At first he thinks it feels a bit weird, but gradually enjoy it with each passing second.

You notice how he hides his slightly flushed face on the crook of your neck, trying to prevent any noise slipping out of his throat. "You okay..?" You ask, waiting for him to confirm that he's okay. Since the least that you want is accidentally hurting him when he finally show you his vulnerable side. ".. Yes.. J.. Just continue..-" Nodding at his confirmation, your hand slightly fasten its pace. "Ng-ahh-" A choked moan slipped down his tongue, his eyes trying to focus on your fingers as they wrapped around his throbbing dick. "No need to hold it, love. I want to hear you moan" You whisper in his ear, brushing a strand of his hair back. Naib let out a groan, eyes still focused on your fingers. His face still slightly flushed. Your nail trace the tip of his dick, he trashes his head back at the sudden stimulation against his tip. "Doing so good..." You cooe.

"A-ahh! Fuc-hh..please. S'good.."

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I might post my art in this acc :0

[lririx]

ive been reading through all your stories and im in love!!!! your writing style is pretty and clean!!!

anyways, if you're uncomfortable with this ask, feel free to disregard!!! im requesting for norton and fools gold nsfw, learning to share reader with a threesome

tys 🙏

Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy

Oh how wrong Norton was when he thought he wouldn't find his special someone.

Sure it took a while but he couldn't be any happier.

He has someone and that someone is you.

But he just can't help but be worried that he has to share you with “him”.

That wretched monster who thinks of nothing but himself.

Intimate moments between you and Norton were separate from moments between you and his counter part.

Norton isn't the most intimate during sex but his counter part is worse.

The days where you came back to his room with more bruises and bite marks that he would give you.

The way you would pass out in his arms after sessions with “Fool's Gold”.

It made his heart ache. It made him be more gentle with you when you were alone with him.

How these threeosmes started you don't know. Maybe it was because Norton couldn't bear the thought of you being alone with “him”.

These were quite the new experience for you.

Norton and Fool's Gold would be fighting and arguing while either of their cocks were in your mouth and hole.

There were times where you were fed up with them and left in the middle of it.

But it's been a couple of weeks now where they've been getting along a bit more.

Fool's Gold is a bit more gentle now to the point where you don't scream of pain for half of the session.

Norton has been more intimate though he still is Norton Campbell.

Your body, your eyes, your lips. Oh how you make both of them insane and eager for you.

You're on the edge of the bed with your mouth occupied by Fool’s Gold while Norton is prepping you.

Every single one of Norton's movements takes out delicate moans from your mouth.

Fool's Gold being the impatient being that he is has waited long enough.

As you’re laying on your stomach Fool's Gold impatiently lets himself in.

Though his length makes you shriek in pain the pleasure that will come soon makes it worth it.

During sessions like these most of Norton's attention is on you.

His counter part thinks of his own pleasures only so there has to be someone to help you through his thrusts.

Norton played with you sending feelings of ecstacy over your body for it to be interrupted by Fool's Gold's relentless thrusts.

Hours pass with each of them taking turns.

Moans and groans fill up the room. None of you care whether or not you're being heard though with your screams you definitely are.

Pleasure washed over you with each one of their thrusts hitting your sweet spots. As your walls welcomed them deeper and deeper.

Marks decorate your body in every noticeable spot.

Whispers of dirty words can be heard through the air.

Their hatred of eachother only makes them shove themself inside you even more making it a competition of who can make you scream louder.

You don't know how many times you've came tonight. Everything is a blur.

Hands wrapped around your throat. Cocks penetrating deep inside you.

Your mind is blank and you're trembling with the stimulation.

The knot in your stomach forms again causing you to squeeze tighter.

Norton steadies his pace. With each one of his thrusts you get closer to your climax.

Your moans are muffled by Fool’s Gold.

Your flushed face excites him even more.

You could feel him throbbing in your mouth which added to the sensation.

You could feel Norton's heavy breaths against your neck indicating that he was close to his own arousal.

With one last thrust you reached your peak and cried out a symphony.

The other two finished soon after with all of you feeling fulfilled.

You shivered down to the bed as your chest rose up and down to catch your breath.

Even though Norton usually cleans up after this time Fool's Gold decided to give a little treat.

Norton lays down next to you and caresses your hair. By the time Fool's Gold is finished you have passed out in Norton's arms.

Fool’s Gold scoffs at the sight though his heart has actually melted. Ofcourse he’s still a bit jealous since it’s not him who is in your arms but he’ll let it slide.

He leans down and kisses your head and whispers a sweet “I love you.” Into your ear and leaves you with his counter part to enjoy the rest of the night.

[vinnsley]

can i request a idv norton x reader nsfw hc please

yes. you can. (wow another idv req... all i have rn are idv reqs and one sally face from months ago.)(That was a cry for requests)

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Well well how did you even get here?

Pinned on the bed under Norton who is staring at you with a predatory gaze without saying a word.

You got him jealous. Not that you need to do much to make him jealous, he easily gets jealous.

But you went too far today it seems.

First headcanon as that he'll always dominate. No matter what. No matter how much you beg or do anything for him he wouldnt let you.

(^) Considering this, he would only let you dominate if he's tired and just wants love when he feels like his worlds about to crumble.

(^) Pamper him, praise him, tell him how much he matters to you and that you dont see him as a monster for what happend, hes putty already in your hands.

When he dominates and gets too into the feeling, sometimes (might i mention also accidentally) he would just randomly degrade you without him even noticing. Calling you names like 'Cunt', 'Whore', 'Slut' etc. (Sometimes he gets so into it he starts to rant about how submissive you are for him, and that you wouldnt even be able to live without his cock inside you, or something along those lines.)

Hes ROUGH. His pace is fast, and hes grabbing your hips/waist hard. He will wait until you adjust though, he dosent want to hurt you.

Along the lines of not wanting to hurt you, he wants you to feel pleasure aswell, not just him. Just imagine one day youre in Nortons bed, both of you cuddling when he suddenly asks if you have any fetishes/kinks.

Awkward conversation but he takes your words to heart, he really just wants to pleasure you.

After the whole shabang is done, he would get you water or some snack you ask but he wouldnt bathe you. Hes too embarrassed after to even look at your naked body, so you have to do that one yourself...

But he would make sure youre alright, still conscious and that youre not too hurt of his pace or marks he left.

Would even offer to massage you after, and if you agree, he would make sure to do it gently, not to 'accidentally hurt your now over-sensitive body or something'. (his words)

Now onto kinks, hes definitely into praise.

Maybe hes into semi-public sex, but that depends on where, when and if hes too much in the mood. (Sometimes when hes just horny he just represses the feeling and goes on with his day without it even being there)

Definitely into cock warming. Like you both could be doing anything and he would just sit there, with you on his lap, his cock in your hole as you both do your respective things/hobbies.

He goes absolutely apeshit if you manage to get your hands on lingerie and tease him with it. He would just want to fuck you right then and there and just rip the lingerie off your body if you allow him. (If you manage to speak that is. Take that however you will.)

A few nono's during sex is degradation. He'll feel awful if you call him something derogatory, even if its accidental.

dosent really like public sex but if its semi public and youre into it he might give in.

despises being tied up, but hes hesitant on tying you up, even if its a kink of yours.

hahahahahhaah im going insane x3

[aeliusdell]

~Blissful Night

Pairing : Norton Campbell |Fool's gold x Ithaqua|Night watch

Sypnosis: A rendezvous at night where they find themselves in the throes of passion when they arrive at home…

Word Count: 2826

Cw: NSFW, Norton and Ithaqua are royals in this au,(though it doesn't play that big of a role in the whole fic), Norton is the top (yes, smut), Nicknames used are “Morning Star, Beloved” - Norton and “My Lord” - Ithaqua, full fluff no angst!

DT: Every other Nortitha lovers out there or anyone who are open to read in general

Note: please excuse the lack of vocabulary for my expertise in writing smut is close to zero (and a huge thankyou to Miclipse for teaching me how to do the layout, big mwamwa)

Likes, comments and reshares are very appreciated <3 enjoy !

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The bright stars shimmers overhead, each shine representing a torch that lights up the cobblestones. The misty fog covers two hooded figures as they clambered off from a horse, its hooves ceasing its gallops when the castle becomes apparent. The tall, almost unhuman-like figure taps his knuckles gently on the horse, who only neighed in response before it nuzzled into the man’s stone-like hands. Beneath them, the puddles rippled almost as tenderly as the man’s movements as he hoisted his sound asleep companion in his arms. “mm..Norton..” The companion murmured, shivering slightly in the cold before huddling as close as he could into Norton’s embrace. “Its alright Ithaqua, Beloved. I’ve got you.” Norton whispers, cradling Ithaqua against his chest. Behind them, the great metal gates slid open, revealing the brightly lit interior of their home. Their butler steps forwards to greet the two, bowing when Norton slid off the hood that covered up till his eyes. “I take it that the late night rendezvous went well?” Their butler chuckled. Darn it, they couldn’t even sneak out for a single night without anyone noticing, could they?

Norton grumbled in response, nearly stirring Ithaqua awake from his sheer annoyance alone. “You’re too observant for your age. Seems like that overbearing attitude has never left you, hasn’t it?” Usually, one would berate him for his blatant disrespect, but Mister Butler did nothing but hide a smile behind his crescent like eyes. “As sharp tongued as always, Your Majesty.” Norton clicked his tongue, barely restraining a sigh as he approaches the marble steps adorned with gold. “Goodnight, our esteemed Butler.” A clear command that leaves no room for argument. The butler hums in agreement, stepping aside to let the guards close the gates. “Good Night, your Majesties.” He replied before slinking away, leaving the two alone.

The second Norton had made it up to their room, he had laid Ithaqua on the plush velvet sofa, tossing both their robes to the laundry basket. Ithaqua peeked his eyes open, a grin forming on his face. “Beloved,” Norton greets as he cages his arms around Ithaqua. Ithaqua reaches upwards, his hands finding its way around Norton’s shoulders, letting his right palm rest between Norton’s dark locks. A movement so precise and natural, as if it was the force and attraction of nature itself. “My Lord.” Ithaqua responded, feeling Norton’s cool hands cradle his face, his mismatched, heterochromia eyes fixated on Ithaqua’s soft features. Norton was sure he could spend all day reading into his lover’s movements and engraving it into his memory but the slight shiver from the cold had quickly snapped him out of his musings. Leaning down, he placed a kiss onto Ithaqua’s forehead before slowly detangling himself from their comfortable position. His eyes never left his lover as Ithaqua yawned, shifting himself to an upright position, his blouse unfurling from his corset. Words unspoken, Norton reached down and untied Ithaqua stilts for him. It has been in their daily routine the second they have gotten together, and even before then, something that they had both grown accustomed to. Leaning down, Ithaqua looked over at the concentrated lover of his who was untying a particularly tight knot.

Impatience slowly itched into his mind as he bent down, letting his white hair fall like a curtain atop Norton’s head. Surprised by the sudden movement, Norton finally glanced upwards, Ithaqua’s hand tugging against Norton’s tie the same time the final knot of his stilts slid apart which caused Norton to fall forward slightly, grasping the soft meat of Ithaqua’s thighs for ample balance. A gulp and Ithaqua had enough of waiting, choosing to press his lips onto Norton’s without any further warning. Norton’s fingers crept up, his eyes closing on instinct as he unfurled Ithaqua’s fingers to entangle them together, the other slowly curling around Ithaqua’s waist.

They broke apart, only to draw in some quick breaths. Despite it being a soft, quick kiss, Norton could see Ithaqua’s cheeks glowing in the dim lights. “Beloved, we should take a shower first before any of us falls sick.” Norton reasoned which only earned a small mutter from his love that he could not decipher at all. Resting his forehead gingerly against Ithaqua’s forehead, he tried to understand what the smaller one was trying to say, with his lithe figure so tense. “I said,” Ithaqua continued, louder and more determined this time. “You can always warm me up, yourself. Have you gone deaf?” He jabbed but there was no real heat in his voice. Blinking at his love, Norton held back a snort, knowing that if he had actually chuckled, he might end up on the sofa that night. “Gone deaf because I traded it for my irresistible charm, you mean?” Norton smirked, earning an exasperated sigh from Ithaqua. “Whatever” Ithaqua retorted, making sure that Norton could see that he was actually leaving for the bath. Almost immediately, Norton had grabbed ahold of his arm, a puppy-like face appearing instead of his usually cold like exterior.

“I was joking, at least, half joking. But how could I ever reject you? My little Morningstar?Hm, Beloved?” Trapped by Norton’s pleading look and their hands still held gingerly, Ithaqua plopped back down on the sofa, letting Norton draw them closer, close enough for Ithaqua to drape his slender legs around Norton’s torso. “Using that look isn't fair at all, My Lord.” Ithaqua sniped, though he had let Norton unhook the strings on his corset, fully allowing his love to do as he pleased. “And using your sweet voice is comparably ‘unfair’ so I say we're both even now, Beloved.” Before Ithaqua could say anything to refute his earlier statement,Norton pressed their lips together again, cutting off his lover's complaint. His tongue slipped out, licking against Ithaqua’s lips,asking for permission to deepen the kiss. Ithaqua let him, his mouth falling open for Norton to engulf him fully, to savour his exquisite taste.

It took Ithaqua a whole minute to realize that the pressure around his waist had disappeared, leaving just the warm touch of his love in its wake. Norton massaged the skin that was confined by the corset, caressing it gently while the hem of Ithaqua’s blouse travelled further up, exposing his skin to the cold, frigid air. “Does it feel better without the corset, Beloved?” Norton questioned, continuing his little ministrations on Ithaqua's waist. Ithaqua buried his flustered face against Norton's shoulder, his hands scrunching up Norton's vest. “You don't have to wear it all the time, you know,” Norton continued when Ithaqua kept silent, his whole body already turning into putty from that singular kiss. He turned his head, just a tiny bit so that he could see Norton’s expression clearly, and there were no signs of teasing but only genuine concern etched on his lover's face. “You'll laugh if I told you why.” Ithaqua mumbled into his neck, a pout forming on his reddened lips. Norton drew him closer, humming as a way to tell his love to elaborate.

“I won't, Beloved, but you don't have to tell me if you do not wish to.” Norton comforted him, thumbing over the line caused by the corset’s tightness. He could feel Ithaqua taking a small breath, a summoning of courage to speak his mind. He could do nothing else but wait patiently, committing his lover's flushed cheeks into his memory. “Someone told me that you would like me better if I wore a corset because it..” Ithaqua trails off but Norton knew what words would come tumbling out if he continued. He could not hold his snort back for the life of him, which caused a painful hit to his shoulder blade. “I told you-” Ithaqua started but was quickly silenced when Norton had picked him up so effortlessly he could feel gravity leave him for a split second. “I'd rather you hide your waist so that only I could see it, or are you wearing it now even after our marriage to tempt me?” Now it was clearer to Ithaqua that Norton was teasing him. And he was doing so mercilessly. “My Lord, I will leave you cold on this bed as I take the whole bathroom to myself.” Ithaqua bites back, but Norton knew better. He always did.

Ithaqua could see Norton's annoying smirk on full display the second his back hit the satin sheets, the blanket pulled aside by Norton’s arms at the same second. “Will you now?” Norton questioned, like it was a challenge that he was certain he'd win. Ithaqua bit back a sound that hit the back of his throat the second Norton had palmed on his erection, rubbing it while trapping Ithaqua between his arms. The friction between his bare skin, underwear and pants were making him twitch and arch his back slightly. “Norton.” Ithaqua huffed out, the flush tainting the tips of his ears a vibrant red. Immediately, Norton lifted his hand away and kissed Ithaqua, opting to run his fingers through his soft locks instead. “Sorry, you were too adorable, I couldn't help it.” He reasoned, showering Ithaqua's whole face with tiny smooches, watching him scrunch his face from the assault of his love. If Norton could, he would have just combusted on the spot, but he couldn't so he held himself back, pulling off his vest which joined the robes inside the basket without him having to spare a glance at it.

“Finally, I was afraid you'd forget about your own clothes in favour of taking off mine.” Ithaqua grumbled, using the opportunity of having Norton's guard down to press his heel against his clothed erection, granting himself the satisfaction of watching Norton nearly losing his balance and toppling onto him. Ithaqua stifled a giggle as Norton shot him a look of disbelief, opting to pull his feet back but his lover was faster than he was. “Beloved.” Just a single word and all joyous laughter upon getting an upper hand on Norton was smashed into smithereens. Only a gasp could be heard before his leg was lifted by a singular palm and a nibble was felt on his leg. He received no further warning before a bite was made on his ankle fully, causing Ithaqua to bury half of his face into the pillow right next to him as he let an embarrassing noise out. “Beloved.” Norton called out again, this time he was softer, more coaxing than anything else. “Yes?” Ithaqua breathed back, burying the pillow into his flustered features and failing to hide his flushed neck from Norton's clear view.

Silence fell between the two for a moment, and another. Out of fear, Ithaqua finally removes himself from the pillow he was cuddling, only to come face to face with Norton's palm. Instantly, he lets go of the pillow in favour of holding on to Norton's outstretched hand. “I need you.” Norton kissed the side of Ithaqua's knuckles, his free hand grasping at the waistband of Ithaqua's pants. “You have me.” Was the only response Norton needed to hear before Ithaqua's pants fully slid down, revealing the pale skin riddled with goosebumps. Norton undid his buttons with.a singular hand, aware of the heavy lidded gaze that landed on his fingers that worked it's way through, and soon enough he had nothing but his boxers left. Ithaqua looked at the tent like fabric on Norton's boxers and gulped, his eyes trailing back to Norton's face.

His calf was lifted once again, but now settled against Norton's sturdy shoulder, exposing the rest of his thighs to his lover's gaze. He made a quick work of art, nibbling, licking and biting alongside Ithaqua's thighs until a tinge of red was left like a trail. Despite every twitch from the man beneath his lips, each hickey was left with a gentle kiss afterwards, akin to worship. By the time he was done, tears were stinging his lover's eyes, his face shoved against Norton's palm. His fingers curled around Norton's, his breaths coming out shallow. “My Lord,” Ithaqua quivered when Norton switched his attention from his legs up to his chest. Norton rested his chin on top of Ithaqua’s sternum, feeling the strong beats run through his body. “Yes, Beloved?” a beat and the words ‘I need you’ and ‘I got you’ reverberated silently through the room. Norton flicked against Ithaqua’s buds, massaging the sensitive muscles beneath his palm. He had let go of Ithaqua's hand in favour of stroking Ithaqua's tangled up hair in slow motions, watching him spasm as he sucked on the perked up buds.

A small shudder was felt.

Ithaqua huffed, yet his yelps came out soft, withheld by the back of his hand. Norton let him do as he pleased, before tracing his hand down from his lover's neck to his underwear. He palmed it once again, and successfully drew out the slightest sound from Ithaqua, who shuddered almost immediately. Connecting their lips once again, Norton took advantage of Ithaqua's pants to slip his tongue in while his hand reached into his undergarments to thumb at his lover's shaft. “N-Norton.” Ithaqua whimpered between each kiss as Norton stroked his neglected cock languidly. “My Morningstar, you're doing great.” Norton praised, pausing to pull down the last piece of clothing that hindered them. The second Ithaqua felt Norton push a finger into his erogenous zone, he trashed his head back into Norton’s mitt, his back arched upwards. Norton kissed his forehead, then his neck to leave traces of his teeth marks against the pale stretch as he added another digit, stretching Ithaqua out in a scissoring motion.

The second Ithaqua felt like he was about to release his load, Norton had swiftly stopped his movements and pulled his fingers out, causing a whine to echo about the room. Already lost in the throes of passion, Ithaqua glared at his lover upon the lost sensation, tracking the glimmer of their rings as Norton reached into the drawer next to them. “That's dirty.” Ithaqua whined, noting the juice that had stained the handle of their cabinet from Norton's previous actions. “You're still clear enough to lecture me, My Beloved Morningstar? That means I haven't done enough to make you loosen up.” Norton teased, leaving another smooch on Ithaqua's plush lips. “It's cold right?Bear with me for a moment, Beloved.” He reassured, as Ithaqua flinched from the sensation, his hands gripping the bed sheet at the sides of his head creating a crease on both sides from the strength left in him to exert.

Ithaqua could only make out the head of Norton's cock entering him, before the stretch became wider. Despite them having slept with each other more than a single hand could count, it still amazes Ithaqua how the stretch was nothing but pleasure, igniting a fire in each movement and connection, as if his insides had already memorized each and every detail of his lover, melting them together as a whole. “Ithaqua.” He snaps his attention back as much as he could, under the haze of their lovemaking. “Hm?” He muttered as Norton kissed him again, the bed dipping inwards as Norton fully sheathed himself into Ithaqua, allowing him to nuzzle into Norton's palm. “Feels good.” Ithaqua could barely make out what he was saying, his words slowly slurring together. Yet he could never mistake the rumble of Norton's chuckle as it rings through his body. “You’ll feel much better soon, fuller, even.” Norton confirmed as he unsheathed himself, his thumb never stopping the gentle back and forth caress against Ithaqua's cheek.

Having long thrown away all of his dignity, Ithaqua harmonized with each thrust, letting Norton slide in and out, hitting the bundle of nerves that reside in him each time his lover filled him up. “If only you could see-” Norton panted into Ithaqua's ear, causing Ithaqua to shudder violently. Teasing Ithaqua as usual, he pressed against the bulge in his tummy from Norton's cock. “-Yourself, right now.” He finished as Ithaqua whimpered groggily, none of his words making sense in his own ears. Norton could make out a few ‘pleases’ mixed with his own name before a warm wetness spilt against their stomaches, spurring Norton to engulf Ithaqua's inside with his own warm release. Ithaqua convulsed a final time before he melted into the sheets, his whole entire body tainted with a pink flush as he regulated his breathing.

Norton reached up, pushing away Ithaqua's bangs in favour of giving him a proper forehead kiss, scanning his eyes upon his lover's thorough lovemaking session, beads of sweat slowly sliding off the smooth curve of Ithaqua's torso. “Norton,” Ithaqua mumbled, his eyes drifting shut. “Hold me.” He requested breathing into Norton's scent, knowing that he was safe in his arms. “But of course, anything for my Beloved.” Norton's comforting response the last thing he heard before he drifted out of consciousness, a blissful sleep embracing him.

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Kinktober: Formal Wear, Praise Kink - "Knight" x Prospector

cw: SMUT, Praise Kink, Formal Wear Kink, Mirror Sex, Blowjob, sloppy sex

headcanons: [Power] Bottom/Sub Norton Campbell, Top/Dom Richard Sterling.

skins: Default (Knight), Custom Outfit [Default] (Prospector)

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Fandom — Identity V Pairing — Tattooist! Norton/AFAB reader Summary — He can use his tongue for more than talking Content Warnings — Cunt eating, implied overstimulation, semi-public sex, pet names used (princess, good girl) Word Count — 305 words Author's note — just something I made on the fly after coming up w it in the mun chat

You don’t know how it came to this.

You don’t remember how your tattoo session became one of being tongue fucked against the chair that you had been laying in only moments ago.

But gods almighty was Norton good with his tongue. Four and counting, you were sure of it.

The plastic of his gloves helped him keep his grip on your trembling legs as he mercilessly lapped at your leaking, dripping cunt, keeping your legs from encircling around his head and crushing it between your thighs. His tongue was as smooth as it was when he was talking, those dark eyes glinting in the light of the tattoo parlor.

You both knew that on the other side of the door, not even a wall away from you, were the rest of his coworkers, probably working or goofing around like they normally did. They could walk in at any time and see the both of you entangled like this, your wetness coating his mouth and chin, his rubber-covered fingers as they began to pump in and out of your needy hole.

The bandanna in your mouth did little to hide those pretty moans of yours, being played like an instrument, being tuned for a final song that only he was able to play. “Eyes on me, princess,” Norton muttered against your sex, struggling to keep your gaze on the man when every move he made only made them want to roll back further.

“That’s a good girl.” A string of something connected his mouth to your quivering cunt, watching as the man got to his feet as the light reflected the many gemstones, ores, and other glittery tattoos that decorated his arms, the eyes of a raven staring deep into your soul as his fly unzipped.

“Now, can you give me one more, sweetheart?”