#Peter Pan Soft smut

[anakinstwinklebunny]

PETER PAN!ANAKIN HEADCANONS

Author's note: here both of them, anakin and reader, aren't children. Here they're both around 17-18

TW: no smut!

Author's note: a lot of blogs that crossed through my dms had lately decided to deactivate. I fully support them however can't stop this melancholic feeling creeping up my spine. So, my crazy week with posting my work is dedicated to them. @katiapostsss-deactivated2024081 @yrsjune and so on.

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You always believed in fairy tales. Every night, you'd curl up under your blankets, eagerly turning the pages of your favorite stories, letting the words transport you to distant lands where anything was possible. But as much as you loved reading about those grand adventures, a quiet longing had taken root in your heart—a yearning to experience the magic firsthand. To leave behind the ordinary world and step into a place where dreams became reality and happiness was more than just a fleeting moment.

One night, after finishing another tale of Neverland, you couldn't ignore the pull any longer. The idea had been growing in your mind for days, and now, it was impossible to resist. You hurried to your desk, your heart racing with the kind of excitement you only felt when you were on the brink of something extraordinary. Grabbing a piece of paper, you scrawled a note in your neatest handwriting:

Dear Peter Pan,

I've left my window open.

Please come rescue me.

You stuck the note to your window, the cool night air drifting in through the gap you'd left. With a final glance at the stars outside, you crawled back into bed, pulling the duvet up to your chin. As you lay there, the house quiet around you, you could feel your pulse quicken with anticipation. Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the leaves outside had you holding your breath, hoping that this time, it wasn’t just the wind. Would he really come? Could he be real, like the stories said?

You squeezed your eyes shut, not wanting to miss even the faintest sound that might signal his arrival. And as the night stretched on, you waited—(im)patiently, your heart filled with a mixture of hope and a whisper of doubt. Somewhere deep inside, you knew that if anyone could take you away to where dreams were born, it was him—your favorite hero from all the stories you loved.

Peter Pan!Anakin who actually made your dream come true;

Anakin, dressed in his usual green tunic with a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, slipped through the open window with the grace of someone who had done it a hundred times before. His eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room, and he took in the surroundings—a cozy space filled with books, twinkling fairy lights, and little trinkets that spoke of a dreamer. A map of Neverland was tacked to the wall, and in the corner sat a small chest overflowing with the kinds of treasures a girl might hoard: seashells, old coins, and feathers.

But then, his gaze landed on you, curled up in bed, your face peaceful in sleep. For a moment, he simply stood there, captivated. You looked like a storybook character yourself, with the moonlight casting a soft glow on your features. He couldn’t help but wonder what kind of adventures you dreamed about, or what made you leave that note for him.

Before he could get lost in his thoughts, a sharp tug on his tunic yanked him back to reality. Tinker Bell, her tiny face twisted in annoyance, was buzzing around him like a bright, golden light.

“Hey!” she whispered harshly, her little hands pulling at his shirt. “We’re here for your shadow, remember? Not some girl.”

“Come on, Tink. Look at her. Isn’t she just… enchanting?” He took a step closer to your bed, but Tinker Bell darted in front of him, her tiny arms crossed over her chest.

“She’s nothing special,” Tink huffed, her wings fluttering rapidly. “Let’s just get what we came for and leave.”

Anakin rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the small smile tugging at his lips. “You’re just saying that because you’re jealous.”

Tinker Bell’s cheeks flushed an even brighter shade of pink. “I am not!”

Their bickering grew a little louder, and in the midst of it, you stirred. The soft murmur of voices slowly pulled you from sleep, your eyes fluttering open. At first, you thought you were still dreaming—because what you saw couldn’t possibly be real.

A boy, no older than you, stood near your bed, dressed in strange clothes, with tousled hair that looked like it had been styled by the wind itself. Floating beside him was a tiny, glowing figure, radiating light like a star. It took you a moment to realize what you were seeing, and when you did, your heart skipped a beat.

“Peter Pan?” you whispered, your voice tinged with awe and disbelief.

Anakin turned his attention to you, slowly taking in your beautiful eyes. For a moment he just stood there, not saying anything but taking in everything there was about you. He felt this weird feeling of butterflies in his stomach before he composed himself and a charming grin spreading across his face. “The one and only. And you must be the one who left that note.”

You sat up slowly, still trying to wrap your head around the fact that Peter Pan was standing in your room, looking even more handsome than you had imagined. “I… I didn’t think you’d actually come.”

He stepped closer, all traces of the earlier argument with Tinker Bell gone from his face. His blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he said, “Well, you called..and how could I resist an invitation like that?”

Tinker Bell, still hovering nearby, let out an exaggerated sigh but didn’t interrupt again. She could see the way you and Anakin were looking at each other, and she hated it

Peter Pan!Anakin who took you to Neverland and soon later introduced you to all the boys. Although you couldn't shake the tinkler bell's displeasure with your presence. Once you talked about this with anakin, he promised to do something (yet she hadn't really accepted you)

Peter Pan!Anakin who made sure any boy did not flirt with you. Especially Rufio

Peter Pan!Anakin who loves to show off his flying skills;

"But—what if I fall?" Your voice trembled slightly as you looked down at the glistening, see-through blue water below. The height sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but gulp nervously.

Anakin chuckled softly, his eyes dancing with excitement. Hovering effortlessly in the air above the shimmering water, he looked down at you with a cheeky, reassuring grin.

"Oh, darling," he said with a teasing lilt, extending his hand towards you. "But what if you fly?"

"I—" You hesitated, your gaze flickering once more to the soft waves crashing against the cliff. The fear of falling tugged at your heart, making your pulse quicken.

Anakin sensed your hesitation, the flicker of worry in your eyes. His grin softened, turning into a look of pure encouragement. He continued to float with ease, his hand still reaching out to you, his confidence unwavering.

"Come on, love," he coaxed gently, his voice brimming with warmth and certainty. "Take my hand. I won’t let you fall, I promise. Just think of something that makes you happy."

"Happy thought?" You echoed, your voice small, but curious.

"Right, a happy thought." He paused, his gaze deepening as he searched your face. "Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and imagine something that fills your heart with joy. It could be the warmth of the sun, the sound of laughter, or a memory that makes you smile. Hold onto that feeling... and trust me."

You closed your eyes, letting his words wash over you. Slowly, you reached out and placed your hand in his. The warmth of his touch sent a spark of reassurance through you, and you felt yourself being gently lifted from the ground.

As your feet left the soft grass, you felt a moment of panic, but it quickly subsided as Anakin's grip remained firm yet tender. He guided you into the air, and before you knew it, you were floating beside him, the shimmering water below now seeming more like a distant dream than a threat. The cool breeze kissed your skin, and you marveled at the sensation of weightlessness.

"Open your eyes," he whispered, his voice soft and filled with wonder.

You obeyed, your eyes fluttering open to take in the breathtaking view. The height was dizzying, and for a moment, your heart skipped a beat.

"Oh my—" You gasped, your body instinctively tensing as you realized just how high you were.

Anakin chuckled again, this time more softly, as he wrapped his arm around your waist, anchoring you to him. His presence was grounding, a steadying force in the midst of this surreal experience.

"It’s alright," he soothed, his voice a comforting murmur in your ear. "I’ve got you. Just hold onto that happy thought, yeah?"

You nodded, your lips forming a thin line as you forced yourself to focus on the happiness that had brought you here, rather than the fear. When you looked up at him, his handsome face was glowing with pride and affection.

Anakin smiled at your nod, understanding the depth of trust you had placed in him. He moved closer, his body brushing lightly against yours, a silent reassurance that you were safe with him. The breeze played with your hair as the two of you floated together, suspended in a moment that felt like pure magic.

"See, love?" he murmured, his gaze never wavering from yours. "You’re flying. Just like I promised."

Peter Pan!Anakin who quickly developed feelings towards you

Peter Pan!Anakin who, despite his playful nature, is fiercely protective of you. He won’t hesitate to confront any danger in the forest, whether it’s a mischievous pixie or a dark force threatening your safety.

Peter Pan!Anakin who you made nervous (which was uncommon for someone like him)

Peter Pan!Anakin who you quickly started to call by small nicknames that he loved (always manage to make his cheeks flush)

Peter Pan!Anakin who gave you a bouquet of glowing flowers;

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in rich shades of pink and orange, Anakin found himself deep in thought. Over the past few days, his mind had been occupied with one thing—you. His feelings for you had grown stronger, more intense, and it was getting harder to keep them hidden.

In the quiet of the evening, Anakin busied himself gathering a bouquet of glowing flowers. Their luminescent petals bathed his surroundings in a soft, ethereal light, casting shadows that danced around him as he worked. He wanted to create something beautiful, something that might convey the emotions he couldn’t quite put into words.

"Ani? What are you doing?" Your voice, sweet and soft, broke through his reverie.

Startled, Anakin jumped slightly. He had been so engrossed in his task that he hadn’t even noticed you approaching. His heart raced, a mix of surprise and embarrassment flooding through him. Instinctively, he tried to hide the bouquet behind his back, though it was already too late.

"Nothing! I’m just… uhm…" He stammered, fumbling for words as a faint blush crept across his cheeks. Realizing that he couldn’t hide the flowers or his intentions any longer, he sighed softly and brought the bouquet forward, revealing it with a sheepish smile.

"I… I made these for you…" His voice was tinged with nervousness, his gaze flickering between the bouquet and your eyes.

"For me?" You asked, a mix of surprise and warmth in your voice.

Anakin’s blush deepened, and he nodded, his usual confidence faltering as he anxiously awaited your reaction.

"Yeah, for you. I remembered how much you liked the glowing flowers on our last walk… so I thought I’d gather some for you. I wanted to… brighten your night."

"I--well--thank you," you replied, a genuine smile spreading across your face.

Relief washed over Anakin at your response, and he couldn’t help but return your smile. He shuffled slightly, rubbing the back of his neck—a habit of his when he felt nervous or unsure.

"I’m glad you like them. I tried to pick the prettiest ones I could find."

Your smile widened as you stepped closer and you decided to do something new, something you've dreamed about doing for a long time. Standing on your toes, you pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek

"They're perfect" you whispered, your voice filled with sincerity.

Anakin’s heart swelled at your words, his smile growing as he held the bouquet out to you, the glowing flowers reflecting in his eyes.

"I’m glad you think so. I wanted to do something special for you… because you’re special to me."

His words were soft, almost shy, as he took a step closer. The glow from the flowers illuminated his face, highlighting the earnest expression in his eyes. The world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you standing in the gentle light of the flowers.

Anakin’s heart pounded in his chest as he leaned in, closing the distance between you. The soft light cast by the flowers created a halo around you both, making the moment feel even more magical. As his lips met yours, the world fell silent. The only thing that mattered was the tender connection you shared, the warmth of his embrace, and the gentle rhythm of your heartbeats, perfectly in sync.

Lost in the kiss, Anakin felt a sense of completeness he had never known before. He didn’t notice Tinker Bell’s jealous stomping in the distance, too absorbed in the feel of your lips, the softness of your skin, and the way you fit perfectly in his arms. He pulled you closer, deepening the kiss, wanting to savor every second of this precious moment.

Peterpan!Anakin who often sang soft lullabies to you when you’re falling asleep, his voice soothing and full of love. And he always promised that he’ll always be there to protect you, no matter what.

Peter Pan!Anakin who, despite the thrill of adventure, has his tender moments. He loves to cuddle with you in a cozy treehouse, wrapped up in a blanket while he whispers stories of his past and dreams of the future.

Peter Pan!Anakin who is a dreamer, constantly imagining new adventures, and he's always trying to impress you with his latest idea. Whether it's finding a new hideout, building something impressive, or planning a daring raid on the pirates, he loves when you join him in these endeavors. Your support means everything to him, and he often seeks your approval without even realizing it.

Peter Pan!Anakin who makes sure to keep you safe from the mermaids, or the treacherous jungles. He'd probably do anything to ensure you're happy and safe, even if it means putting himself in harm's way.

Peter Pan!Anakin who has a special place in Neverland that he never showed anyone else until he met you. It's a secluded spot, perhaps a hidden waterfall or a secret treehouse, where he goes to think and be alone. When he finally takes you there, it's a significant moment, symbolizing how much you mean to him and how much he trusts you.

Peter Pan!Anakin who loves using the magic of Neverland to play tricks and have fun. He might use fairy dust to create harmless pranks, like making your hair float or turning your shadow into a playful doppelgänger

Peter Pan!Anakin who uses you as a comforting presence when he doubts himself.

Peter Pan!Anakin who makes a promise to you, something sacred in the context of Neverland. It could be a vow to always find his way back to you, no matter where you are, or to show you a new star every night.

Peter Pan!Anakin who was first to snuggle up to you when the time came for you to tell a goodnight story to the lost boys

Peter Pan!Anakin who had to save you from captain hook

Peter Pan!Anakin who took you to different places to spend more time with you;

Hand in hand, Anakin gently guided you through the lush, enchanting greenery of Neverland until you reached a serene spot that overlooked a breathtaking view of the setting sun. The sky was a canvas of warm hues—orange, pink, and gold—casting a soft glow over the landscape. A cool breeze brushed against your skin as you stood together, taking in the beauty around you.

He led you to a large, flat rock, the perfect place to sit and watch the world slow down. You both settled down side by side, the sun sinking ever so slowly toward the horizon.

"Now you're just neglecting the Lost Boys,"* you teased, a playful giggle escaping your lips.

Anakin chuckled in response, the sound warm and familiar. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he glanced at you, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Ah, but they’re used to it," he quipped, turning his gaze back to the vibrant sunset, the colors reflecting in his eyes. "They’re resourceful boys; they’ll manage just fine."

"Besides," he continued with a grin "I’m indulging in my favorite princess right now. The Lost Boys can wait their turn."

As Anakin admired the sunset, lost in the moment, you found yourself unable to take your eyes off him. His strong profile was softened by the fading light, and something about this moment made you want to express what was on your mind.

"You're different from how books describe you..." you mused softly, a small smile tugging at your lips, even though you knew the concept of books was foreign to him.

Anakin chuckled again, the sound low and rich as he continued to gaze at the setting sun. He could feel your eyes on him, and there was a curious edge to his voice when he finally responded.

Turning to meet your gaze, he arched an eyebrow in a blend of playfulness and curiosity "What’s...book?"

You shook your head, a slight smile still on your lips. "Nothing. Don’t mind it," you replied, brushing off the question, knowing it would lead to more complexities than you were ready to explain.

Anakin studied you for a moment, sensing that there was more behind your words. But instead of pushing further, he turned his attention back to the sunset. A brief silence hung between you, filled only by the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of Neverland’s creatures. Then, with a playful smirk, he turned back to you.

"You’re quite the mystery, you know that?" his voice carrying a hint of admiration mixed with a teasing edge, his eyes still reflecting the vibrant colors of the sunset.

Peter Pan!Anakin who's mood each time fell whenever you mentioned going back to your world

Peter Pan!Anakin who deeply conflicted about the idea of growing up, especially when it comes to your relationship. He fears that you’ll eventually want to leave and grow old, while he stays the same

Peter Pan!Anakin who eventually had to accept your decision;

Anakin listened intently as you spoke, his expression growing somber. He knew this conversation was inevitable, but he had been dreading it, avoiding the harsh reality of losing you.

"I know...I know." His voice was thick with emotion, and he paused, swallowing hard against the lump in his throat "But what about Neverland? What about... us?"

When you suggested he come with you, a flicker of hope and doubt crossed his eyes. Yet, the idea of leaving Neverland, the only place he had ever called home, was almost unthinkable.

"You know I can't. This is my home. Neverland is all I know," he murmured, the corners of his mouth turning downward as he grappled with the decision before him.

You stepped closer, your eyes filled with a mixture of desperation and love.

"Please, Ani. I want you with me. I don’t want to leave you behind."

He sighed, his heart caught in a tug-of-war between his love for you and his love for Neverland. The weight of the decision bore down on him, and he couldn’t shake the feeling of being trapped between two worlds.

But then, his eyes darkened, his expression growing more serious

"And grow up? Turn into an adult? Live a mundane life with mundane jobs and worries?" He shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. The thought of abandoning the magic and freedom of Neverland for a life of routines and responsibilities made his stomach churn.

"It’s going to be okay...it’s not so bad—" You tried to reassure him, but your voice wavered, betraying your uncertainty. However you started to feel the watery liquid raise in your eyes but you managed to blink them off before they could escape their place

Anakin raised an eyebrow, skepticism etched across his face.

"Not so bad? It’s going to be a life of routine and expectations. We’ll be losing all of this—the magic, the adventures, the freedom…" His voice softened, laden with the weight of what he was about to say. "I don’t want to lose you either, but I don’t know if it’s worth the cost."

"What? I—anakin—" Tears welled up in your eyes as you struggled to make him understand. "I can’t just leave my family like that..."

"And I can’t just leave Neverland. Everything I’ve ever known, everything I’ve ever loved...this is my home." His voice wavered as his own eyes began to mist over. "I...I don’t want to lose you, but I can’t uproot everything I know to follow you."

A heavy silence hung between you, the weight of the situation pressing down on both of you.

"So...this is how it ends?" You whispered softly, your voice trembling with emotion. You could fight, make him understand that being an adult isn't so bad like he thinks it is. Yes, there are responsibilities but still, it's not so bad. Yet, you found yourself submitting to his decision, to his slight stubbornness. And in that moment, you started to let go.

Anakin's heart felt like it was being torn in two. The pain in your voice mirrored the pain in his own heart.

"I guess so...I suppose this is where we say goodbye." He tried to keep his voice steady, but the sadness seeped through, making his words sound hollow. He stared at you, memorizing every detail of your face, knowing this might be the last time he’d see you.

With a deep breath, he leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a kiss filled with sadness and longing. The knowledge that this might be the last time they would ever kiss made him cling to the moment, trying to make it last just a little longer. When the kiss finally ended, he took a shaky breath, his voice barely a whisper.

"But goodbyes aren’t forever, you know? We’ll meet again...someday, lost girl"

A small, pained smile tugged at the corners of his lips as you let out a dry chuckle, your attempt to mask the pain. He reached out, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your skin for a moment longer than necessary.

"You take care of yourself out there, okay?" His voice was tender, laced with a love that couldn’t be easily expressed in words.

You nodded, tears brimming in your eyes, and leaned in to press a small kiss to his swollen lips, sealing your bittersweet goodbye.

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[rainydayathogwarts]

hello! can i request a smut with remus lupin x extrovert!reader? reader is very bubbly, extroverted, and popular and she's good friends with the other marauders. remus and her have been dating for a while and one time reader catches remus shirtless when she goes to visit him in his dorm and she starts having thots . . . she's actually been having thots for a while and they do it together (her first time? but not remus')

anyways, i understand if you can't get to this. have a good day and thanks from your fellow pan content creator <333

I've been DYING to write some Remus content and this is the perfect opportunity, so thank you anon :) I hope this covers everything you wanted in your request! warnings: smut, mix of soft and rough Remus, oral (f!receiving), wc: 2.5k

You're in the common room with Lily, occupying an armchair, your legs thrown over its edge while Lily takes up an entire couch, laying flat on her back. It was oddly silent in the common room, but you figured that it was due to the lack of marauders in the room. You let out a deep exhale and Lily giggles, turning onto her stomach before bringing up the topic of relationships.

You were both lucky enough to be in a long term relationship with the boys you'd been crushing on since the beginning of your time at Hogwarts. "So you and Remus... It's been almost a year." You blush, hands coming up to cover your face in embarrassment as you groan. "You guys still haven't done it... You'd tell me if you did right." You fish for one of the pillows under you to toss at Lily who shrieks, and sits up.

She shuffles closer to you, hugging the pillow to her chest and leaning towards you, her eyebrows raised suggestively. "Lily I want him so bad" You groan and the both of you break down laughing. "And what, he hasn't made a move?" You go impossibly more red, and hide your face in your hands once more, whining "No. He knows I'm a-" You cut yourself off, looking around, before continuing in a whisper, as though it was taboo. "A virgin. So he's waiting for me to make the move" Lily nods in understanding, a wide grin making its way onto her features.

She starts giggling again, and you jokingly shove her shoulder just as the portrait swings open, and the common room is welcomed with the booming laughter of your boyfriends and their two other companions. You both straighten up, trying to wipe the stupid smiles off your faces, and failing.

When Remus, James, Sirius and Peter approach you, you're still smiling, cheeks red from laughter, and trying to avoid eye contact with each other. "What's with you two?" Sirius asks as Remus dips his head down to kiss you, in synch with James' movements towards Lily. You try making space for Remus to sit beside you, but instead he just picks you up, taking your place and places you on his laps. Lily makes solid eye contact with you and clearly holds back a suggestive comment, cuddling into James' side, a hand rubbing her eyes, as if it would hide her smile.

James looks down at his girlfriend, eyebrows furrowed, and leans closer to whisper something to her. You shut your eyes, knowing exactly what she replies to him in a hushed tone, the rest of the marauders starting to get suspicious of her behaviour. James grins, and looks straight up at you. You shake your head in disappointment at your closest friend, but every thought flies out of the window when you feel Remus' fingers dip under your shirt to caress the soft skin of your waist. The movement is completely innocent and there are no other intentions behind it, but it gets you thinking about him again.

The fact that he hadn't changed his behaviour with you when he found out you were a virgin had taken you by surprise and somehow made Remus even more attractive in your eyes. His tendencies to pin you up against the door of his dorm and press his body impossibly close to yours as you made out hungrily only made you want him more, but he was just too respectful. You knew fully well how needy and horny he got before every full moon but he was just too respectful of your boundaries to do anything about it. You both loved and hated him for that same reason.

"You okay sweetheart?" Remus asks and you jump slightly at the feeling of his hot breath on your neck. You turn your head to face him and nod, smiling. He holds your gaze, the hand on your waist moving down to rest on your thigh, but your moment is broken by James, who jumps up, announcing "Well I'm off to get dressed for practice." Sirius nods, murmuring something incoherent and following James up. Peter gets up, leaving the common room to meet his girlfriend, and Remus sighs, saying something about changing out of his uniform. You nod, watching as your friends go up to their dorm, only to look back and meet Lily's gaze.

You avoid her relentless stare, bowing your head down to focus on your fiddling hands. It's only when James and Sirius come down from the stairwell leading up to their dorms that you look up again, and shooting one last quick look at Lily, who follows her boyfriend out of the common room, you get up. You knock twice on the boys' dorm room, waiting for Remus to call out "Come in!" And as soon as you do, your jaw drops.

You stare blatantly at your shirtless boyfriend who takes his time finding a jumper. At your silence, he turns to you, a silent chuckle leaving his lips. He proudly walks over to you and you have to will yourself to look up at his face instead of his shirtless figure. He raises a single eyebrow at you and you flush brightly, hands immediately going to his chest when he pushes you backwards against the closed door, hungrily kissing you, his tongue dipping into your mouth to claim control of the kiss. You moan, wrapping your arms around Remus' shoulders to deepen the kiss as his come down to tightly grip your ass. He breaks the kiss to start nibbling at the skin of your neck, and the little bits of your chest exposed by your shirt and he grinds into you, causing the both of you to moan.

He digs his head further into the crook of your neck, deeply inhaling your scent. His hands continue to roam your body and he groans, pressing his hips flush against yours for you to feel how hard he is. "Tell me when you want me to stop." He sighs, continuing to grind his hips against yours. You shook your head, causing him to look up and cried "No! Don't stop. Please don't stop."

At your comment, Remus completely separates himself from you, pulling a desperate whine from you. "What?" His palms are now flat against the door by your head and he looks at you straight in the eyes, as though looking for an answer in them. "Don't- I don't want you to stop." You breath out, a hand coming up to rub the back of your neck. "Y/n what are you- are you telling me what I think you're telling me?" He double checks, blinking a couple of times, and you nod.

"Please Remus, I want you to fuck me." And for the first time in your relationship, Remus' whole face goes red, and he licks his bottom lip before pulling you towards him by your wrist. You squeal, your arms wrapping around him when his own wrap around your waist, so he can pick you up and throw you onto his bed. He goes back to roughly kissing you, softly grunting as he rolls his hips into yours. Finally, he unzips his pants, looking at you with a silent question, and you grin, pulling your shirt over your head and throwing it somewhere. Remus blankly stares at your chest, his hands still on his trousers, and he shakes himself out of it, shimmying out of them before pouncing on you once more.

Remus gives attention to every inch of exposed skin on your body, pressing tiny kisses on your body and leaving a cold trail of saliva on you. His hands reach behind your back, and he fiddles with the clasp of your bra. You arch your back to make it easier for him, and when he finally undoes it, his hands go straight to cupping your tits and playing with them. He tugs at your nipples with you writhing under him, and puts one of them in his mouth, instantly beginning to suckle at it.

One of your hand trails down his back, digging your nails into his soft skin while the second grips his hair tightly. Remus groans when you tug at it, but continues his job of marking you as his. His hands start to wander again, this time finding themselves going lower and lower, until they trail under your skirt, fiddling with the hem of your underwear. His fingers hook themselves to the sides of your underwear and he slowly drags the fabric down your legs. His face dips under your skirt, and just as you move to prop yourself up on your elbows to see what happens, his biceps curl under your legs, pulling you towards him, and he buries his face in your cunt.

You cry out, Remus' tongue teasing your entrance as his nose bumps at your clit. You let your head fall back in pleasure, legs automatically trying to close shut when Remus switches to sucking and licking your clit, while his fingers start to dip inside you. His unoccupied hand is firmly pressed across your lower abdomen to keep your hips from bucking into his face. Slowly, he inserts one of his fingers inside your hole and you whimper, but Remus' hand on your stomach softly caresses your skin while he ensures your pleasure with his mouth. Another finger makes ints way inside you, and Remus begins to scissor them open inside you, stretching you out as you buck up into him.

Remus separates from your pussy to look up at you, and mutters a soft "You doing okay?" You nod, your eyes shut and you try adjusting yourself to his fingers. "No darling, I'm going to need a verbal response." You gasp the instant the discomfort from his fingers turn into pleasure and moan "Oh- I'm, I'm good." And Remus can't help but grin boyishly as the sight of you moaning on his fingers. He leans over, smashing his lips against yours, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue while he rotates his wrist in a way that keeps you desperate for him.

Finally, Remus completely pulls away from you, licking his fingers clean, while maintaining eye contact with you, and your eyes widen in shock. Remus sighs, running his eyes over your body and you self-consciously shut your legs, straightening up a little. He frowns, shaking his head. "No, come on, none of that." He places a hand on your knee, and your legs loosen up for him again. He smiles softly, both hands going back up to the waistband of his boxers. You gasp when his cock bounces up, slapping his stomach, and you're immediately thinking about how all of that's going to be inside of you.

Remus shuffles towards you and takes your last garment - your skirt - off. He starts rubbing your thighs with his big, veiny hands, and starts to reassure you. "Darling it'll be fine. It's going to be uncomfortable at the start, but I'm going to go easy on you, and if you want to stop, just say so." He looks at you, as though expecting a response, but you only shake your head at him. "Hey, remember what I said about needing words?" You nod quickly, then shake your head "Yeah I- sorry. No, it's okay."

Remus nods, lowering himself onto you and giving you a soft kiss on the lips. He's gentler now than he was before, slowly kissing you as he teases your entrance with the head of his cock. He only just realises how uncomfortably hard he's been this entire time and he groans, holding himself back from just sinking his whole cock into you. He pushes into you inch by inch, rocking back and forth to help you adjust to his size, while his hand tightly fists the rest of his dick. Your whimpers are swallowed by the kiss you share, and so are Remus' moans that come out every time you tug harshly on his hair, making him impossibly harder.

When he's completely inside you, he gives you a moment to get comfortable, and he bites his lip, his forehead falling against yours as his eyes tightly shut. It's his turn to whimper, the feeling of your tight pussy clamping on him practically begging him to start pounding into you. But he controls his urges, waiting for you to quietly give him the go ahead from under him. He exhales deeply and moans loudly when he starts to slowly roll his hips into yours, dragging his cock along your tight walls.

You let out a high pitched moan that has Remus drowning in pleasure, and his hand returns to your pussy, rubbing quick circles on your clit. "Shit." He whispers, when you beg him "Faster, please." And he does. He goes slightly faster, but it's enough to have you both nearing the edge. Remus connects your lips again, groaning into the kiss when your nails drag down his back, and the arm holding him up above you starts to shake. He focuses on your clit more, only slightly increasing his speed so you're both pushed over the edge at the same time.

"I'm so close. God sweetheart I can feel you squeezing me, are you gonna cum?" Whining at his words only encourages him to continue talking to you. "Be a good girl for me and cum on my cock. You're fucking making me crazy over here." And his words seem to have a positive effect on you by the way your leg twitches and your grip around him tightens. Remus holds back until your back is arching and you're screaming his name repeatedly for him to release inside you, his hips wildly rutting into you. He whimpers, leaning down to capture a nipple in his mouth and sucks hard.

He prolongs your orgasm by continuing to buck into you and rubbing your sensitive clit, until you're pushing him away from you. Remus pulls out, his hand coming up to fist his dick, cum dribbling down onto your stomach. You moan at the sight as you catch your breath, staring at your boyfriend, his eyes shut in pleasure and his untameable hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. When he rides out his orgasm, he collapses next to you on his stomach, catching his breath.

You giggle, turning around so you're laying on your stomach, and a hand comes up to rub Remus' back. "I think it's supposed to be the other way around" Remus chuckles, turning on his side and pulling you closer to him by the waist. You grin, returning the kiss he gives you, and humming in satisfaction. "How was that?" He asks quietly, suddenly shy as insecurity makes its way onto his face. "It was amazing." You reply, bringing him into another kiss, which he breaks too early. "How about you let me go run a bath for you?" He asks, without giving you time to answer before getting up from beside you.

Your eyes widen as you watch him walk away, angry red scratch marks on his back staring right back at you. Despite that, you let yourself fall back on his bed, a wide grin making its way on your face when you think back about what had just happened.

God, Lily is going to scream when you tell her.

[hanbinics]

✧.* BINNIE'S BOO FEST | DAY 01.

HALLOWEEN '24 [based off these prompts]

warnings ⟶ 18+ MDNI. !stalker matt, obsessive behavior, manipulation, smut at the end if you squint.

you adjust the wings on your back, eyes scanning over the party going on around you; there’s a sea of witches, vampires, and pirates. you almost snort at the originality of the costumes this year, but decide against it. after all, your tinkerbell costume had been extremely last-minute.

a soft sigh escapes your mouth as you try to push away the little voice nagging in the back of your head—the one quietly insisting that you should have just stayed home with some popcorn and warm pajamas, maybe a horror movie. it probably would have been more fun than standing in the kitchen of some stranger’s apartment, slick, nearly bare bodies brushing past you every few seconds.

you’re trying not to cringe in disgust when your best friend suddenly grabs your forearm, a gleam of excitement in her eyes. “don’t look, but i think i just found your future boyfriend,” she insists with a grin despite the way you return the news with a flat look.

“if i turn around and shrek is standing behind me, i’m going home,” you tell her, completely deadpan.

but she doesn’t miss a beat, shaking her head and causing the bunny ears resting on top to shift slightly. “no, i’m serious—you guys are fucking matching.”

at that, your eyebrows shoot up in surprise. there’s a small smirk on her face as she looks away from you and finally you can’t take it anymore. your gaze follows hers until you find yourself meeting the pretty blue eyes of a peter pan in the corner of the living room, a beer bottle occupying his hand but his focus entirely on you. as soon as your eyes meet, however, you notice the light pink color that dusts his cheeks as he glances away, a small smile quirking the corners of your own mouth upwards. he’s cute.

“cute, huh?” your best friend says from beside you as if reading your mind, finally gaining your attention again. you’re about to agree that he is when she’s suddenly lifting her arm and waving the attractive stranger over. “hey! come here!” she calls out to him, unrelenting even when his eyes widen slightly in surprise.

your own mouth parts in shock as you hiss out her name, but she pays you no attention. she only shushes you as you try to protest, her smile widening as the brunette draws closer to the two of you until he’s finally standing close enough that you can smell his subtle cologne, the scent making your heart rate pick up slightly.

he glances between the two of you, but you notice the way he lingers on you as he smiles shyly. “hey,” he greets you both. you can’t help but notice how perfect his smile is, the sight of it instantly making you return the gesture.

“hi,” you breathe out softly, a little embarrassed at the delivery. way to sound desperate.

your best friend watches the interaction with deep amusement, a knowing smirk on her face. “well isn’t this a coincidence,” she hums, ignoring the look you shoot her. “you would think you guys planned this out. except i know you didn’t, so it must just be fate,” she suggests, and you think you could actually hit her.

the cute stranger chuckles in response, but upon the death stare you send her, she simply grins. “okay, okay—i can take a hint,” she concedes, but as she passes him, you watch as she nudges his shoulder from behind. “wrap it up, peter. i’m not helping her with any lost boys.”

a groan leaves your mouth as you watch her leave for a few seconds, almost too embarrassed to face the brunette again. “sorry about her,” you breathe out a short laugh, but he doesn’t seem bothered by it—just a little bashful, if anything.

“nah, s’okay,” he insists with a shrug of his broad shoulders before smiling softly down at you. “’m matt, by the way.” he holds out the hand that isn’t holding a beer, that same perfect smile still on his face, and you feel something swell inside your chest as you reach out to take his hand in yours and introduce yourself.

you fall into easy conversation then, covering everything from your classes to your favorite movies (halloween edition of course), the party around you seemingly fading into the background. the more you learn about him, the more you feel like it’s magic floating between the two of you, pixie dust falling over your bodies huddling closer together as the night wears on—like a fucking fairytale.

it's not a surprise that at some point you end up pressed against the wall in the corner of the kitchen, matt’s beer long forgotten on the counter as he grips your hips instead, your own drink dangling precariously as it brushes against the nape of his neck where your arms are wrapped around him while he kisses you hard enough to make you see stars. you don’t usually do this sort of thing, but eventually when the party is beginning to die out, you find yourself stumbling out of the apartment hand-in-hand with your peter pan, completely oblivious to the slow smile creeping onto matt’s face.

you don’t remember him.

oh, but matt could never forget you.

he’s thought about you since the day he’d run into you at the campus library near the start of the semester. you’d been flustered and so sweet, so apologetic. he knew he’d like you from the very start, but he had to be sure.

so, he followed you. learning your schedule and your habits were key pieces to figuring out just who you were. through it, he learned the big things to the small things and everything in between—where you liked to study, who you hung out with, your favorite spot to grab a quick bite to eat before class. nothing was too trivial when it came to what matt was willing to learn about you.

following you to the costume shop had been perfect, really. he hadn’t decided on what he wanted to be just yet, and when he saw you walk out in that tinker bell costume, albeit reluctantly, talking to your best friend about how you weren’t sure if you wanted to go to the costume party, matt couldn’t help but smile. you looked fucking perfect, and he knew right then what his costume would be; it was the perfect way to grab your attention, after all. and as he pounded into your perfect pussy later that night in the dark of your cramped dorm room, he smirked to himself, listening to the sweet sounds of your desperate cries in his ears as you clung to him.

because unlike peter and wendy, he’ll never lose his little tinkerbell.

©hanbinics

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[phaticserpent]

Losing your virginity to Pan request ☺️

Oh absolutely!

I wrote this multiple times and I still don't like it, but I hope you do!

Warning: smut, nsfw (dirty talk)

Normally when you weren't able to sleep, you would hike up a trail that Pan had shown you, where you could see the night sky and Mermaid Lagoon. This night, you felt lazy to get out of the warm sheets, so you tried to force yourself to sleep. You were almost successful, when you heard the soft pan flute and you eagerly left to find the source. Soon enough, you stumbled into an opening with a small stream running and Pan sat on a rock, gently blowing into his panpipes. Since you felt like you were intruding, you turned around slowly and attempted to slip away quietly.

But you heard the music stop abruptly, "No need to be shy, you're not interrupting anything." Pan spoke.

"Oh, alright." You walked over to him. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Pan didn't say anything, but he made room on the rock for you. He patted it, signaling for you to sit and you reluctantly did.

"So…what brings you out, love?"

"I should be asking you that." You laughed. "Plus, I already told you."

"Right." Pan stared at his panpipes before tucking it away. "I couldn't sleep."

"You too?" You asked and he raised an eyebrow at you. "Oh….I meant–"

"So what were you saying about being worried for me?" Pan teased. Your face flushed and you stared at the running stream.

"I was about to sleep, but then I heard your music so I came looking for you." You declared. Pan chuckled softly, and his eyes landed briefly on your lips before he looked away.

"Well I'm alright, love." He stated. "I could play you a tune to help you sleep." You shook your head at the offer.

"Nah, I'd rather talk to you." You smiled at him.

"I know, I'm hot." Pan grinned and you rolled your eyes. You couldn't deny it, you usually would. But lately, he's been on your mind. However, you knew those feelings would never be reciprocated. He was Peter Pan. Romance wasn't his thing. "Love? Are you listening?"

"Hm?" You stared at him. "I must've zoned out, sorry." You smiled sheepishly as he continued to stare at you. Pan reached out his hand to cup your face and you immediately tensed.

"(Y/N)–"

"What? Is there a bug?" You asked, your eyes trying to see what he was doing, but Pan's grip slowly moved to the back of your neck where he pulled you into a kiss. You held onto him as you melted from the contact. Eventually, the two of you pulled away and Pan averted his gaze as you stared at him. "Pan–" you groaned.

"Shit." He muttered, pulling you towards him for another kiss. You stumbled forward and Pan placed his hands on your hips to keep you balanced. You moaned into the kiss and you cupped the back of his head from scraping against the hard surface. Slowly, you pulled away from his lips to kiss his neck. You swore you felt your heart flip as he let out a groan and whimper. "(Y/N)....." He started.

"Hm?"

"Let's do this somewhere else." Pan breathed. You agreed and he brought you back to his tree house. You sat on the bed, patiently waiting for Pan to finish touching up on the protection and he joined you. "Are you sure you still want to continue?"

"Yes, now shut up and kiss me." You pulled him in and Pan pressed his lips to yours, gently lowering you onto the bed. He lifted his leg, pushing his knee and spreading your legs apart as he gave you the smallest bit of friction. You let out a muffled moan, holding onto Pan for your life as his tongue slipped inside. Before pulling away, he teasingly bit the bottom of your lip before his tongue dragged down your neck. You gasped, your legs reaching out to wrap around his waist.

"Easy, love." Pan chuckled against the shell of your ear. He readjusted himself so he could discard his shirt, before he gently lifted your shirt. He leaned down to kiss your collarbone before proceeding, where his tongue dragged to your nipples. Your breath hitched as he took one into his mouth and your hands tugged at his hair. Pan could feel his cock twitch at the slight sound of your moans from him overstimulating your nipples, he nipped at it before swirling his tongue around the soft skin. You squirmed under him, your face buried between his neck as you cried out.

"F-fuck." You gasped, his finger played with your other nipple and you could feel your high coming. Pan had no intention of stopping, but his focus moved down to your stomach and he pulled off your pants. Suddenly, you felt bare and shy, shuddering from the way he kissed your inner thighs. "Please, Pan."

"Call me Peter." He whispered before kissing your inner thigh again. You held in a breath as his kisses grew closer to your sex, tensing as he parted your undergarment to the side. He gently kissed your sex and you whimpered from the softness. "Just relax, love." His hands trailed up your legs to grab the plush of your thigh before he slipped his tongue inside. You let out a soft whimper and squeak, the sensation was so foreign yet pleasurable. He flicked his tongue upward as he began to suck on your clit, smirking from your reaction. You let out a choked moan and gripped the sheets below, unable to squeeze your legs as Pan's hold was unbreakable. He continuously chased your high and to hear those melodic moans. Your back was arched and your legs were trembling when another wave of orgasm rolled through, you fell completely limp as he ate you like a starved man.

"I…..I can't feel my legs…..Peter ~!" You whined. Hearing your whines, he kissed your inner thighs before he quickly discarded his pants. "I thought you were going to suck me till I passed out." You let out a throaty laugh.

"Sorry to disappoint." Pan grinned. Unfortunately, you couldn't sit upright to smack the grin off his face. He got rid of his undergarment and moved on top of you, as he lined his cock to your sex. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this." He groaned. You didn't know what to say, you wanted to smack him for not doing it sooner but you also wanted him to stay in the present and absolutely break you. You didn't get either out as he pushed in, breaking your focus.

"Fuck." You cried. Pan stilled and he leaned in to cup your face to steal a kiss. He then shoved the rest of his length in, swallowing in your moans as you adjusted to his size. He pulled away from the kiss to brush away your tears.

"Relax." He whispered.

"S-so big." You gasped, which emitted a short chuckle from Pan. "Shut up."

"You feel amazing." He groaned out. "Love, can I move?" His eyes searched for an answer, and you let out a reluctant 'yes'. His hands rubbed circles on your hips as he leaned down to pepper your neck with kisses, as he pulled out briefly and thrusted back in. Your arms clung onto his neck and your legs wrapped around his waist as he buried himself deep inside. His thrusts were sharp and deep, hitting every spot that had you seeing stars.

"Peter –" you called, only for his lips to capture yours once again. Your moans were muffled as he continuously fucked into you, everytime he would push his tip deep into you which had your walls tightening around him.

"Mmm….Peter," you muttered. He only pulled away for a second to give you a breath, before diving back in for more. While stealing your moans and gasps, he pushed your legs up, pinning your knees to your chest. He gave an experimental thrust, humming with content as you whined against his lips.

"O-oh," Pan groaned. " 'so good." He pulled away and you whined from the loss of his warmth. He gripped onto your hips, pinning you in place as he fucked you into the mattress. You let out a wail from the overstimulation, choking on your moans as he ruthlessly thrusted into you. Your walls convulsed around him, earning a gasp and a moan from him. Through your lashes, you watched as he furrowed his eyebrows, his mouth hung agape as he let out the softest whine. His hips wavered before it stilled and you felt his load pool into you. He whispered your name before leaning down for a kiss, while rolling his hips.

"Mmm, so good for me." He chuckled. "And only for me." Harshly pinning your legs above your head, he began snapping his hips into you. You still felt delirious from the overstimulation, you couldn't believe you were doing this with your friend.

"W-why didn't you say…..ah!" You were interrupted with a particular sharp thrust. "Why didn't y-you say anything?" You asked.

"Well love, I didn't know h-how you felt about me." Pan shuddered. You reached out, moving past his cheek to grab his ear and tug on it. "O-ow, ow ow ow!" Despite being in pain, you felt the familiar warmth filling you again, which made Pan briefly stop.

"Are you…..a masochist?" You grinned at the discovery. His ears turned red, and he turned his head to the side to hide his flushed face. "You're so cute."

"I'm not!" Pan gaped at you, his face still flushed. "You're rather bold to make assumptions when you're on the receiving end, love." He quipped at you. To prove his point, he thrusted his hips sharply, which only pushed his fill deeper inside.

"A-ah! –bastard." You breathed out. He gave you a cheeky grin before inching closer to your face, stealing a kiss as he continued to hammer his hips into you. Abruptly, he pressed his hand onto your womb, and you felt a surge of heat. You must've had a quizzical look on your face as Pan was quick to explain.

"A spell to make sure you don't get impregnated. It's everlasting." He whispered.

"Thank you." You let out a soft chuckle. "I can be stress free." You joked. He let out an exasperated sigh as he leaned down to nip at your neck.

"Shut up." He growled, his cock burying back inside. You whimpered and yelped as his stamina never wavered. Pan let out a stifled and hissed moan when you latched your teeth onto his shoulder, muffling your moans. A hand went up to your neck as he pulled away, forcing you to unlatch. "Now, who told you to do that? Let me hear everything."

"You told me to 'shut up'." You noted, giving him a smug expression. Pan rolled his eyes.

"I must've fucked the logic out of you." Pan breathed out weakly.

"I think you're giving yourself too much credit." You laughed. Which pushed Pan to the edge, his hand didn't leave your throat, but he didn't tighten his grip. Instead, he kept one hand on your throat and the other hand pinning one leg up as he continuously pounded into you. Leaving you at a loss for words, but rather a moaning mess. You felt your high approaching and you started begging and crying for more, which he graciously gave. When you finally reached your high and your walls clenched down on him, Pan didn't stop. He fucked you through your high and he could feel your legs trembling from the stimulation. "P-Peter ~! Please, please, please – fuck! Peter!" You cried out. He paused as he reached his high, dumping his load inside. He pulled out and stared at your abused sex before he flipped you onto your stomach.

"No more words, love?" Pan teased before pushing himself back inside. You let out a choked moan, crying out in surprise when you felt him push your head into the sheet as he towered over you. One hand pushed against your shoulder to keep you in place as he began to snap his hips forward. "Fuck you feel so good." You were still a babbling mess, repeating his name like a broken record.

"F-fuck fuck~, m-more!" You whined. Pan let out a grunt as he picked up the pace, occasionally letting out soft and whiny moans. You felt yourself squeeze around his cock, listening to him gasp and curse under his breath. You couldn't even get away as he pistoned his hips into you, keeping you locked in place. "Too much ~!" You sobbed out.

"N-not enough." He groaned. "Need you……n-need you." Without warning, you squeezed around him as you felt your orgasm approach abruptly. Pan shuddered but he still kept going, chasing after his high, which followed shortly after. He stilled momentarily and you felt more heat pool inside. As you caught your breath, he continued snapping his hips.

"A-ah! Wait, I j-just came!" You cried out, trying to wiggle away but his grip was strong. You sobbed and cried out, moaning and gasping out his name continuously. Pan choked out a moan as he felt you convulsed around him again.

"F-fuck, love ~! …I could do this all day ~" He groaned. Finally, his mouth hung agape from overstimulation and stilled as you felt the familiar warmth. You let out a yelp when he collapsed on top of you. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you onto your side as he pulled out of you.

"Maybe I should've confessed sooner." You joked, burying your face into the crook of your neck in embarrassment. Pan let out an exhausted chuckle, his hands holding you close as you began to kiss his neck.

"Love, if you continue doing that, we won't be getting any sleep." He warned.

"And what if I want that?" You whispered against his ear, grinding down on him. Which emitted a grunt from Pan, he then stared at you before his gaze moved down to your lips. Taking the hint, you pressed your lips to his. You reached down, brushing your hand against his cock but moved past that to grab the sheets. "Goodnight." You grinned before pulling the sheets up. Pan stared at you in bewilderment and confusion.

"You little…..tease!" Pan gaped at you. "I will fuck that attitude out of you in the morning."

"I'll be looking forward to it." You snickered to yourself. Pan rolled his eyes at you before drifting off to sleep, his arms still wrapped around you.

[ravenromanova]

I don’t like gifts

Parings: Loki x Female reader

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE!!!! Master kink, Unprotected sex, Fingering, Oral (m and f), Squirting, Praise kink. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18+!!! Slight angst with happy ending, Fluffy Loki.

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~ You smiled as you put the finishing touches on the final gift for your team. This specific gift though you spent extra time in picking out and wrapping wanting to make sure it was perfect. Granted the person it was for didn’t like gifts and thought the whole holiday was stupid. But you ended up getting him some nonetheless because he deserves something nice.

Once you finished you put all the presents in a bag and headed to the living room. The sounds of christmas music and laughter filled your ears as you walked into the room. There sat your family, the people who you loved more than anything sitting around the fireplace. Smiles adorned everyone’s face as they exchanged gifts and shared stories. The only person you didn’t see though was Loki though which wasn’t surprising but still a little disappointing.

“Heya sunshine!” Steve beamed as he walked up and took the bag of presents from you to help you. “Are these for the whole team?” He asked a little shocked with how much you got everyone.

“Uh yea i might’ve gone a little overboard” You responded a little sheepishly. Steve sat the gifts next to the tree where Tony and Pepper handing out gifts to everyone.

“Might’ve is an understatement sunshine” Tony chimed in as you sat on the couch next to Wanda. You smiled shyly as Tony started handing out the gifts you got for everyone.

Bucky got two new knives and a book about astrology. Natasha received a new thigh holster and gun. Wanda got more of her favorite painting supplies. Vision got a book called “emotions for dummies” which everyone found hysterical. You got Clint new arrows to which he thanked you profusely since Kate lost all of his and you also gave him gifts for his family. Peter got new comic books. Steve got a new sketch pad and pencils. Kate got a new super suit and Lucky got a pizza toy. Yelena got three bottles of vodka and a knife. Tony and Pepper got an all expenses paid trip to cancun for a week. Morgan got endless barbie dolls and stuffed animals. Thor got ten big boxes of pop tarts. Bruce got a new lab coat and a bunch of sciencey books you didn’t understand. Pietro received three hoodies and new running shoes that he’d been wanting for a while. You also got the guardians and Carol gifts but they weren’t on earth right now so they get them when they came back. And last but not least you got Loki a first addition of pride and prejudice, two new knives with gold and green details engraved, a new journal with feather pens and a soft dark green blanket.

The reactions everyone gave to their gifts made your heart grow three sizes. Pretty much everyone gave you a hug… even the bionic staring machine which took you by surprise. And on the flip side you got more gifts than you thought possible.

Tony gave you five grand in cash. Pepper got you a huge basket of self care goodies. Morgan gave you multiple drawings of you and her doing her favorite things together. Nat and Wanda gave you a spa gift certificate claiming you need to relax more. Vision gave you the new pots and pans set you’d been wanting forever. Clint and Kate along with his family got you a puppy you named “Lucy” and some new hoodies. Bucky gave you a knife to which you both laughed. Bruce and Steve teamed up and got you atleast fifteen books. Thor gave you endless sweets and candy. Yelena gave you five bottles of your favorite liquor. Peter gave you a new supersuit that him and Tony designed specially for you. Pietro thoughtfully got you some soft throw blankets, slippers and a new stuffed unicorn.

Needless to say by the end of the gift exchange you never felt so loved by everyone. The night ended around one am when everyone decided to head to bed. But fortunately for you this was your time to give Loki his gifts. You knew he was more than likely hiding out in the library not wanting to deal with humans and their stupid holiday. So once everyone bid goodnight you gathered his gifts and headed to the library.

And of course when you entered the library there he was in all his glory. He was sitting in the bay window is the library reading a book with a slight smile on his face. The light of the moon hit his face lightly and made him look even more ethereal than normal.

“Hey Lo” You said softly as you approached him with all his gifts in hands.

“Hello” Was all he replied with making you frown a little.

“You weren’t at the gift exchange “ You stated with your brows furrowed causing him to look up at you.

“That is correct” His voice was gruff as he spoke making your knees a little weak and your heart sped up.

“Well i know you think this holiday is dumb but i still got you some gifts” Your words caused him to raise his eyebrows at you and scoff a little.

“I don’t like gifts” He said as he closed the book and turned to fully face you. The way his eyes bore into your soul made you even more nervous about giving him the gifts than before.

“Yeah well i still got you some so deal with it” The sassiness of your words surprised the both of you. He smirked and nodded his head a little telling you to hand him the gifts. You swallow your nerves and hand him the wrapped gifts with shaky hands.

Loki takes the gifts and starts unwrapping them one by one inspecting each of them as he goes. You watched as his eyes lit up as he ran his fingers across the lettering on the book, how he moved the new blades in between his fingertips, his fingers grasped the dark green fabric of the blanket and he smiled softly, and you swore he giggled a little at the new journal and pens.

“I take it back” He said suddenly as he looks at all the gifts. “I love gifts” The smile that adorned his face made your heart melt.

“You like them?” You asked nervously. Loki then stood up and took your hands into his and his blue green eyes stared into your soul.

“y/n i love them” He said honestly and you smiled brightly at his words. His hands moved up your arms and then cupped the sides of your face. “Tell me if you want me to stop” He whispered as he leaned in.

“Dont stop” You whispered back looking up at him. That was all it took for his lips to crash into yours and bring you in for a bruising and passionate kiss. The both of you simultaneously moaned at the taste of each other.

You were so caught up in the moment that you didn’t even notice that he teleported you two to his room. But eventually you had to come up for air which is when you finally realized.

“I like your room” The words were soft as they left your lips. Your eyes scanned his room and you took in the dark green couch, extremely soft looking bedding and the ancient paintings that adorned the walls. The room was decorated just like you thought it would be.

“I think you’ll like it a lot better on my bed” His boldness made you weak in the knees and arousal pool in between your thighs.

“I think i would too” You said with a smile as you climbed onto his bed. “Oh yea this is definitely better” Loki smiled as he watched you sprawl out on his bed.

“You most certainly belong there pet” His voice was low and his eyes darkened as he slowly crawled on top of you. “Such a pretty pet” He cooed rubbing his calloused fingers over your cheekbones.

“I need you” The pleading look in your eyes made his cock stir in his pants. He then flicked his wrist and suddenly you were fully naked underneath him.

“I’m going to ruin you for any other man” He husked in your ear causing a shiver to course through your body. His rough hands trailed up and down your body as he admired your beauty.

Loki slowly cupped your face again and brought you in for a much more passionate and loving kiss. He snaked his hand in between your thighs as he kissed you making you moan in his mouth.

“So wet for me” He kissed below your ear before he sat on his knees and looked at your pussy with desire. He smiled again before he decided to get comfortable in between your thighs.

Your brows furrowed in confusion . “W-What are you doing?” Your voice was laced in nervousness as you looked directly into his eyes.

“I need to taste your pet” And without any further explanation his tongue darted out and licked a bold strip asking your folds.

“Oh god!” The sensation of his warm mouth on you made your back arches off the bed and your eyes shut in pleasure.

“As much as i love hearing that title fall from your lips… it’s master to your pet” Your eyes snapped open at his words and you nodded your head in understanding. “Words pet or i wont touch you” He commanded bringing his free hand to grip your chin.

“Yes master” A smile quickly over to his face as you spoke and that was enough for him to dive back in. He spread your lips and started sucking on your clit like a man starved.

You threw your head back on the pillow feeling overwhelmed but in a good way. The sensation was something you’ve never felt before but welcomed it with open arms. The way his tongue lapped the bundle of nerves make you reel in pleasure.

“I-I’m gonna cum master” The words were broken as they fell past your lips.

“Cum for me pet be a good girl and cum” He commanded and before you even registered his words he was shoving two of his thick fingers in you.

“OH FUCK!!” Your hands flew to his raven locks and pulled for dear life at the intrusion. His fingers curled as he thrusted them into you and hit your g-spot deliciously. Before you could speak again your felt your orgasm rip through you and you came all over Loki’s face.

Loki smiled as he came up from between your thighs and he licked his fingers clean. “You taste as delicious as you look pet” His praises made your heart speed up again and another wave of arousal hit you.

“I wanna taste you master” You pleaded sitting up on your knees and moving your gave up and down his body. “Youre wearing too much clothing” You whined as your snaked your hand under his black t shirt.

“So eager to please” He smiled as he flicked his wrist again and he was naked in front of you. You couldn’t help but marvel at the god in front of you. His tanned skin, rippled abs, thick thighs, and not to mention his pretty cock. Never in your life did you ever find a man’s dick attractive but holy fuck his was perfect.

His hands on your cheeks brought you out of your trance. “Go ahead pet make your master feel good” His gruff voice was enough to send you over the edge again. You simply smiled at him and changed positions so he was laying against the pillows.

Once he was situated on the against the pillows you settled in between his thighs but not before kissing all over him first. Finally you got settled and sent him a devious smile. At first you started slow with some gentle kitten licks and kisses all up and down his shaft making sure to pay attention to the thick vein running from base to tip.

“Fuck” You heard him moan when you finally took him into your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down and luckily your gag reflex wasn’t a problem. “Just like that baby” He groaned and you hummed at the new nickname falling from his lips which in turn make his cock twitch.

You continued sucking him like a lollipop which caused a series of moans and profanities fall from his lips. Suddenly his hands were in your hair and he pulled your head up.

“As much as i’m loving this is much rather cum in you than your mouth my dear pet” He said softly rubbing his finger over toe bottom lip.

“Please” You begged him sitting back on your knees and then slowly crawled on top of his lap. His hands found home on your hips as he helped you straddle him.

“Gonna make you feel so good” Loki said with determination along with his signature smirk.

“Please master” Your begged again as you lined yourself up with his aching cock. That was all the go ahead he needed and before you knew it he was slamming himself into you.

“Oh gods” You moaned throwing your head back in pleasure. Loki gave you time to adjust to his size before he started thrusting into you.

“So fucking tight” He groaned squeezing your hips harder. Your hands flew to his chest and you held on tight as you rode him. Never in your life had you felt this full and satisfied. And now that you’ve had a taste of what being with him was like you knew you couldn’t be without him again.

“Fuck Loki i’m gonna cum!” The moan that escaped you was nothing short of sinful.

“Cum for me pet” He demanded as his thrusts became harder and rougher. It didn’t take much longer for you and him to cum with loud and pornographic moans. Loki came and filled you with every last drop of his seed till there was nothing left.

“Oh fuck” You said breathlessly as you collapsed onto his chest. “That was fucking amazing”

“Agreed” He said rubbing his hands up and down your back in a soothing manner.

“I dont want this to be a one time thing Loki” You admitted still laying on his chest not wanting to look him in the eye.

“Who said this was a one time thing darling? Who said i wasn’t planning on keeping you here forever?” He said as he brought his fingers up lightly from your chin and look up at him.

“Really?” The question came out more insecure than you wanted but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

“Really” He brought his hands to your face again ava kissed you passionately. It was that moment you knew he was the one for you.

“I love you Loki” You smiled brightly as you held onto his face.

“I love you too darling” He responded with so much passion and love in his voice something you knew was only for your abs that made it that much better.

Shortly after the both of you fell into a blissful sleep wrapped around each other. Content smiles adorned both your faces as you two slept. Neither of you thought you end up here when you first walked into the library tonight but couldn’t be happier that it did.

~The end~ A/n: I GOT WAY TO CARRIED AWAY BUT OH WELL!! i hope you enjoyed by first loki story ;)

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Hi, can you write a smut story that starts with love at first sight between the female reader and my favorite Disney villain Captain Hook from my favorite Disney movie, Peter Pan, please? I have a serious fangirl crush on him.

Sorry this took a while. It’s been a minute since I watched the movie but hopefully you like it!!! I decided to make an nsfw ending which I’ll attach later. You know, just in case😉

Summary: Look at the request (it is a bit long though so sorry about that)

Warning: fluffy mcfluff, implied sex, mentions if drinking/alcohol, Hook being not so menacing

Playing Hooky

Your bar was busier than usual, and that’s saying something. With it being so close to the docks, it was bound to be full with sea folk, merchants, and other meandering tourists who happen to come to your small town. Especially pirates.

You weren’t too afraid of them really. Most seemed to be rather kind and cheerful, especially with a couple pints of rum in them. Some others, though, made your skin crawl. But nothing terrified you more than Captain James Hook.

Working at the bar, you would hear a few about him and how he lost his hand. But you also heard about his cruelty and things he’s done with his hook.

No. You couldn’t think about that now. Especially since another ship just docked. You walked over to one of the tables where a pair of pirates sat down and greeted them with a smile.

As you sat down a couple of them at a table, another walked over to you.

“Another pint, sweetheart,” he slurred. You smelled the alcohol on his breath from where you were standing. You were used to it, but this smell was almost too much.

“One sec. Just go back and sit.”

“On second thought, I’d rather have a glass of the barmaiden.”

You tried not to gag. He was getting closer to you and he smelled like he hadn’t showered in months. “I’ll get your drink in a second.” You wanted out.

But he didn’t listen. “Ain’t you hear me? I said I want-”

“She’s already spoken for.”

You turned to the source of the voice. A man in a velvety red coat and hat was standing behind you. You had to nearly strain to look up at him.

“Sorry, cap. Didn’t know she was one of yours.” The drunkard stumbled off, making his way back to a lonely corner.

“Forgive him, madam,” your knight apologized. “I hope he did not rattle you too bad.”

“Not at all.” You turned around and finally had a chance to look at him. Long, dark curls sat under his hat and framed his face. Rings adorned his hands. No. Hand. The other was by his side, slightly hidden away. But the light caught it for just a brief moment. It flashed, revealing a metal replacement where the fleshy hand would be. A hook.

“Is something the matter,” he asked. You had been quiet for a little while and he was slightly worried.

“Would you like a drink?” You nearly blurted out. The man in front of you smiled softly, trying to hide his laugh. “I mean, may I give you something to drink? You know, since you helped me out?”

“I’ll gladly take one. Rum, if you have it.” He followed you to the bar, taking a seat while you went behind the counter. You took your time pouring the drink, trying to steady yourself. You were in front of THE Captain Hook. In the flesh. You imagined a fearsome man. Someone tall and rugged and horrifying. Instead you were met with a mustache and blue eyes. Those gentle, soft blue eyes. Get yourself together.

“How do you find yourself here?” You asked. You weren’t even sure why to be honest. “Do you go around bar to bar saving people?”

That made him smile again. “No, my men and I just docked. But I did see that you were uncomfortable and I decided to step in.”

He peaked at you over the rim of his cup, slowly watching for your response. Gosh, he looks good.

“But you said ‘she’s spoken for’”.

“I did.”

“Why’d you say that?”

“That tends to get some people away faster. That and a good threat or two.” He took another few swigs of the drink, emptying the cup. You went ahead and started to refill it. “So are you?”

“Am I what?”

“Spoken for.”

You put the bottle down and looked up at him. He had a sort of wonder to his eyes. Like he was hoping for something. It was drawing you in.

“No. I’m not.”

He smirked. “If that’s the case, may I escort you out of here?”

You eyes shot up at him. You felt a warmth cover your cheeks. Part of you didn’t want to go with him. This was Captain Hook. One of the most fearsome captains in this area. But then again…

“Please do.”

His smile grew. He quickly downed the rest of his drink, leaving cash on the bar and took a couple bottles of rum with him. You told your coworkers that you were leaving early and promised to be back in time for clean up.

The two of you talked for a while. He asked how you found yourself as a barmaiden and in the town you were in. You told him about your father’s old business as a merchant and how it landed you where you were at. He told you about his life at sea and Peter Pan. Also about how he lost his hand.

You felt at ease with him. The world slowed down and gave you both the time to get to know each other. Or maybe that was the alcohol you two drank (mostly him of course). He walked you to the Jolly Roger, giving you a quick tour. You loved watching him talk about his ship and crew. His eyes would light up and his hand would move animatedly as he spoke.

You two stopped at a railing, leaning over and watching the water splash against the sides of the ship. The smell of sea water filled your nose and you welcomed it. “You are very different from what I thought.”

“Oh,” he smiled, “How’s that?”

“From the stories I heard, I thought you would be more frightening. Something for me to be scared of.”

He walked behind you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him. “Well, do I scare you?”

You could never get over being close to him like this. His warmth covered you and made you feel safe. How could you ever be scared of him? “No. And I don’t think you truly could. You’ve shown yourself to be kind and gentle to me. No matter how hard I try, I can’t imagine you to be the big scary captain people talk about. Instead your a man that is holding me close and that I fee comfortable around.”

It was silent for a while. You still felt his chest rise and fall as he breathed. His head settled on top of yours. He was thinking about what you said. At least, you hoped he was.

A breeze came in from the water sending a chill down your spine. You shivering shook him out of his thoughts, again making him focus on you. “Are you alright?”

You nodded but another chill gave you goosebumps. Hook took off his coat a wrapped you in it. It nearly covered you like a blanket, the size making it nearly swallowing you up. When you looked back at him, his eyes were on you. You were falling into the color of them so easily. This time, you let yourself fall in. This wasn’t the fearsome Captain Hook. This was a man with the most beautiful eyes and charming smile you’ve ever seen. You felt yourself lean in closer to him. His hand was under your chin. You were only a breath away from his lips.

“May I kiss you?” He whispered his question. You felt each word touch your lips. You needed him badly. All you could do was nod.

His lips met yours. The kiss was heated and gentle at the same time. It was perfect. His hands grounded you as the gripped your hips and pulled you closer. You wrapped your arms around his neck. You wanted more.

“Please,” you whispered between kisses, nearly breathless.

“Please what, starling,” he started making his way to your neck. He had no idea the effect he had on you. “I need you to say it.”

Your body felt like it was on fire. “I need more. I need you, please.”

“Absolutely, my captain.” He picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist. He walked you to his captain’s quarters and laid you on his feather bed. “Let me treat you like the princess you are.”

(NSFW here)

You woke up to your world slightly rocking. The sun was bright and filled the room entirely. You tried to get up but an arm held you tightly by your waist. Memories of last night filled your mind as a blush crept up your cheeks. You slept with the Captain Hook. You’re in his bed!

You were slightly panicking but you also felt safe. He made you feel safe. You felt his mustache tickle the back of your neck and shoulder. “Good morning, starling.”

You kissed his hand. “Morning.” He sat up and leaned over to look at you. His eyes skimmed over your body with a hungry look. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Just thinking about how good you taste. And how much I would want to taste you again.” Your breathing hitched. You had to look away from him. How can he say things like that and expect you to still look him in the eye?

He laughed softly, bringing your face back to him. He kissed you, leaving a memory on your lips. “Stay with me.”

You were shocked. You only just met this man. The town was your life. Your world. It was all you knew. Of course you’ve dreamt of leaving but is this the right time?

He saw the look on your face. How your eyebrows knitted together in deep thought. “You don’t have to decide today. Take your time and tell me when-“

“Yes.”

Your answer came out faster than you intended. You weren’t even sure if he heard you. But the look in his face said that he did.

“Are you sure?”

“I want to stay with you, Hook.”

He smiled brightly, kissing your hand and cheek. “If you’re staying with me, please call me James.”

Hope you enjoyed!! I’ll post the nsfw part later but I wanted to make sure I sent this out first lol

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BUCK’S ELEVEN  a snapshot series, historical AU, Ocean’s Eleven-style heist premise mentions of ex-wife!Reader, Steve and many other Avenger cameos

↠ Buck's Eleven [1.6k] Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Nick Fury ↠ Bookings and Rings [600] Steve Rogers x Pan Am Stewardess Reader, light smut ↠ Good Luck the team [600] Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Nick Fury, Joaquin Torres, Scott Lang, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff

Natasha Romanoff

He Bought a Studio [4.3k] Nat x Bucky Barnes ignore Endgame Steve stays, 5 times x 1 time, smut and fluff

Sketch of Sam and Natasha [1k]  Nat x Sam Wilson exploring a CA: The Winter Soldier theory/close “reading of the text”

Late Night Quickie [1.2k] Nat x Joaquin Torres Gamer modern AU, smut

CHOSEN - complete eventual Bucky x curvy Millennial Female!Reader, Natasha x Reader scenes, Natasha x Reader x Steve scenes, Natasha x Steve a modern AU with soft!dark, mystical, and cult elements SOFT!DARK STORY, cult themes, explicit smut (with feelings and without feelings), dubious consent and enthusiastic consent, veiled truths, gaslighting, entrapment, natural sleeping drugs

INSTALLMENTS: ↠Arrival [3.4k] ↠Lunch [3.2k] ↠Consideration {4.4k] ↠Semantics [3.4k] ↠ Preparation [3.2k] ↠ Procession [4.2k] ↠ Offering [3.2k] * ↠ Binding [2.9k] ** ↠ Transformation [7k] **

*Natasha plays only a background/small featured part **Natasha not actively present

Sam Wilson

Are We Falling [1k]  post!TFATWS, smut

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Joaquin Torres

These Hands Had To [1k] Alpha!Joaquin x female!Omega!Reader post!TFATWS omegaverse, fluff to smut

Late Night Quickie [1.2k] Joaquin x Natasha Romanoff Gamer modern AU, smut

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Matt Murdock

The Ashes In My Wake [1.2k]  MCU compliant non-con smut

Namor the Sub-Mariner

TO BECOME HIS QUEEN a post-Wakanda Forever triology politically arranged marriage, smut

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[wednesday-fanatic]

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Will: Smut, fluff, angst, death, I will do Dom/sub dynamics, choking, masterbation, overestimulation, hard doms, soft doms.

Wont: Piss kink, shit kink, creampie, not too rough of sex (but I will do rough sex), and I will not write for use of toys.

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I do requests. I will do X Reader and X OC.

Message me through my profile if you have a request. I do not really check comments, so it's easier for me to get requests through a message then a comment

I will write for characters from Kings Choice which is a game on the Google play store. I dont know why but im in love with some of the characters, like, the way their animated is hot. Here's who I'll write for from the game:

Lance

Beth/Ian

Ryan

Esmerelda

Eva

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I will do smut, fluff, and angst for the Kings Choice game. I take requests for them too

[smutandfluffohmy]

Prince Charming pt.2

From: Smutandfluffohmy

Character Parings: Peter Pan X Reader X Mystery Girl

Request: hey sorry if this is last minute but i've recently been binge reading all of your peter pan x y/n stories and they're so good but I was wondering if you could write a second part to your prince charming one and if you already did whats it called because I cant seem to find it :) if you can't thats ok I was just wondering xoxo❤️🖤

Warnings: Smut! Bisexual reading just for context

A/N: Long time no write. Yes I did come back answering requests with heavy smut. Yes I am trying to get better at writing smut. Yes I still don’t know who the mystery girl might be or what their deal is just ignore please.

Word count: 2.9k

Read the first part here

Huffing you dropped the empty bottle, this day has been more complicated than you bargained for when you woke up this morning. Stalking up behind them you gently tapped their shoulder  “You really meant what you said?” you said turning to face them.

They only nodded, shocked. Shocked that they were actually doing this, shocked that you had shown up when they were ready to mark you off as a no-show.

“Lead the way.” You said smiling, waiting for them to walk up ahead, your blade tucked safely ready to be used at any signs of betrayal. They strode up ahead, constantly looking behind, making sure that you were still following.

Getting to the small house they unlocked the door stepping inside, their eyes filled with nervous energy. You looked around the room, stove, table, scratch that tables, chairs, mirror, bed, things you couldnt make out. No place for anyone to hide, good atleast it wasnt a trap. Looking around you still inspected, you can’t have a good time if you were too worried about someone was going to stab you with your pants down, literally.

A soft cough came from behind you “Ive. I have n- I haven’t” she said, looking around the room trying to keep her gaze somewhere else that weren’t your eyes. You smiled placing your bag on the table next to a small stove.

“Never been with a girl? Don’t worry most women haven’t, I’ll teach you” You said strutting over to her, taking your coat off in the process. Her eyes widened, mouth in a soft line sitting on the edge of her bed.

She shook her head looking up at you “Anyone.” she whispered, you almost didn’t catch it but you did catch the deep blush that spread from her cheeks all the way to her neck  “I’ve never been with anyone.” she said a bit louder.

“Well this is a real pleasure for me then.” You said with a big smirk, kneeling in front of her you start tugging at the ties that tied her skirt tightly to her waist.  “Tell me.” you whispered, trailing your hands down tugging off her boots, afterall if this was her first time you needed her to be undeniably smittened by you.  “How does a pretty girl like yourself get off if nobody has ever had the pleasure before.” You said looking up at her, your hands resting on her knees.

She shook her head, “I don’t know what you mean.” she said, looking like she was either about to cry or run away from sheer embarrassment. Your hands gripped her legs a bit tighter, she looked cute flustered.

“You must get lonely at night. Show me what you do.” You pushed, a mix of turning her on and pure curiosity about what she was going to show you and how exactly it was going to help you getting her off.

A beat, silence. Her eyes quickly flickered towards the small slim table in the center of the room pushed against a wall, a small mirror hanging over it.

You stood up, hands leaving her knees grabbing her hands instead “Show me.” You said trying to pull her to her feet, her hands gripped yours tightly.

She shook her head, after shaking her head so many times her hair starting falling all over her face, cascading softly around her face. “It’s really stupid I- I just…” she murmured, her eyes bouncing from you to the table and back.

Now it was your turn to shake your head. “I’ll decide if it’s stupid. show me” you said with a smile pulling her to her feet, untucking her shirt from her skirt. Pulling her into a kiss you stepped back slowly leading her towards the table. Your tongue swiped across her lip, grabbing her soft waist by one hand and the back of her neck with the other.

You sat her down gently on the edge of the table, shaking her head she wordlessly turned around movingslightly to the rounded corner of the table.

Her skirts pooled over her thighs. Her hips rocked back and forth, her clit hitting the corner of the table sending jolts of electricity through her body. Placing your hands at the collar of her shirt, feeling the frills, tugging it slightly urging it to come off her body. Moving her arms, nothing keeping her shirt up now her breats falling out resting softly on the top of her stomach.

“Well, aren’t you pretty.” You whispered in her ear, tracing the curves of her face and grabbing her chin “Look” you said, making her look at her own reflection.

“Let me feel you.” You said ricking her hips against the corner of the table, she hurriedly nodded.  “Say it. Say I can feel you.” you pushed, moving her hair to the side lightly racking your teeth on her neck. You kept pushing her heads back and forth.

“You can. Please I. You. Fuck please touch me.” She breathed out.

Your hand reached over her thigh and between her legs. She was soaking wet and getting to look at herself in the mirror was the only thing keeping you from getting her on her back. Slipping two fingers inside of her pumping softly, a moan left her lips.

Taking your fingers out of her you sucked them clean “Do you know how good you taste?” you said, she whimpered at the sight of her cum glistening on your lips. You took your fingers, grazing them over her wet clit. “Open up.” you said and she quickly obliged.

Her lips closed around your fingers, sucking herself from your fingers. In the mirror you could see her cum glazed lips, her eyes hazy, it was driving you crazy. Your hands grabbed at her breats massaging them while you sucked on her neck. Her breath hitched, bucking her hips against the table, her hands grabbing yours squeezing her breats and helping your hands travel down between her legs. This was your breakingpoint.

Her face pressed against the mirror, her breath fogging up the hazy surface. With your feet you spread her feet apart wanting to help her out. Playing with her clit, your other hand massaging her thigh, wondering what it would feel like to be squeezed by them.

Her breats pressed against the wall, her hands laid flatly on either side of the mirror grabbing hopelessly at the wall.

A string of curses fell from her mouth as you picked up the pace, one hand pumping in and out while the other circled her clit. Big movements, small movements, faster, slower, any combination that made her knees buckle under her sliding down the wall. She started to whimper, looking down at her her breats pushed tightly against the wall making them pool on the top. You started to slow down “Show me what you do.” You whispered in her ear, leaving trails of sloppy kisses from the bottom of her ear and down her neck.

Her hips buckled feeling for your touch and when she was found with none she reached down to find your hand. One hand still pumping in and out of her while the other left faint touches over her clit. She grabbed your hand and rubbed her clit with it faster.

And faster.

faster.

Faster.

Faster.

Faster.

Your hand was drenched with cum dripping from your fingers. “Oh fuck please don’t stop please.” She said breathlessly.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” You said keping up her rhythm, her muscles twitched around your fingers. You could feel her start coming around your fingers, her moans were unintallable and so loud it was all you heard. She came, her warm twitching body against your own, sweat sticking her hair to her skin. Your pace on her clit didn’t let up, you were relentless.

“I don’t think I can go again” She whispered, tears stinging her eyes. You took your fingers out of her, walking her to the bed. As soon as she sat down she let her weight bring her down to the bed collapsing from exhaustion. You turned around grabbing her a glass of water, filling it from the pitcher from the other table. The other table that didn’t have the best time of their life, at least not today.

Turning around you placed the cup of water in her hand “You taste amazing. Maybe next time I can get a good taste.” You said putting your face inches away from hers, so close you could smell her and she could smell herself from your lips.

After all of that her face change to beat red. “What about you? I didn’t touch you.” She said already reaching towards you. Your clit ached and you tried to ignore the wet cum trailing down your leg.

You grabbed her hand and placed it on her breats “If you touched me, you might drive me wild and you’ll never get rid of me.” you sighed looking down at her, your eyes looking over her body.

You went towards your clothes reaching into your bag. Clinking of coins against each other filled the silence in the room, your fingers graced against objects, coins and knives finally finding what you were looking for. Taking out a small seashell that had been made into a necklace, that matched your own.

Walking towards her you sat on the edge of the bed. “If you ever need me. Just blow here and I’ll come running.” You said placing it gently in her hand.

She turned it over between her fingers, bringing it closer to the flame “What is it?” she said looking up at you.

“A seashell”

She laughed “I can see that. But what does it do?” she asked, bringing it closer to her face trying to figure out how to use it, afraid she might be missing something completely obvious.

You lightly took it from her hands “It sends me a message, I don’t really know how it works some mermaid friends of mine gave it to me.” you shrugged, flashes of memories going through your mind remembering exactly how you got those seashells.

She looked up at you with bright eyes “You’re friends with mermaids?” she whispered like there was someone else that could hear this amazing secret only you and her shared.

You laughed to yourself “Yea. Friends” you said shrugging your shoulders. “Whenver you need me again. Just blow.” you whispered rubbing your thumb over her lips gently.

She propped herself up from the bed with her hand “You’re leaving? What if I need you now?” she pleaded, unconsciously pushing her breasts out enticing you in.

You smiled, trying your best to look at her eyes and only. At her eyes. “I don’t want to wear you out in one night.” “Do yourself a favor and don’t see anyone else, at least not for now.” You said pulling your pants on, your shirt going over your head.

“Or what you’ll kill me?” she scoffed dropping back into her bed , feeling the seashell in her hands watching you tug on your boots and gathering your things in a clean swoop.

You leaned over, brushing a strand of loose hair behind her ear “No never. But I don’t promise the same for your friend.” you winked, walking out of the house leaving your new friend at a lost for words.

Putting on your coat and your hat you nodded at a few guys walking past you with the same untucked shirts just like you, both of you giving eachother a look, a laugh and a wave knowing exactly what had just happened.

“The entire bloody kingdom could hear you screaming and yapping.” Peter said emerging from the shadows, his face hot from anger or arousal you didn’t know and you don’t really care.

You rolled your eyes at him you didn’t know if he was a perv or a prude “You’re such a creep lurking in the shadows.” you scoffed leaning against a wall knowing this could take a while   “Besides. They weren’t my screams.” you smirked crossing your arms over your chest.

Peter stepped closer, his nose scrunching as he did “You smell like. Well like.” he said flustered, knowing what your words were going to be as soon as his own words finished leaving his mouth.

You gave him a big smile “Pussy? Yup taste like it too.” you gave a little shrugged leaning against the wall looking up a head “Not that you would know anything about it.” you laughed .

Peter walked to stand in front of you “I was married once.” he blurted out wanting to be on your level even just for a little bit.

You scrunched your eyebrows letting out a quick huff “What to a little boy.” you said

His face fell “There’s no convincing you that I’m not a giant pervert huh.” he said, feeling defeated wondering where his quick quips and witty remarks when he needed them.

You pushed yourself off the wall stepping closer to Peter “Tell me do I look stupid to you?” you said getting in his face, anger rising inside of you.

A smile creeped across Peters face “You look gorgeous to me.” he said sincerely.

Your nose and mouth twisted in disgust “Yuck. Grow up” You said, peter pissing you off each passing second.  “I heard your little bullshit back there.” you said shoving your finger in his face.

Peter reached to push your hair out of your face “What bullshit?” he said, you swatted his hand away not wanting him to touch you even the slightlest bit.

You stood taller “The soulmate bullshit.” you said placing your extended fingers on his chest shoving him backwards after each word.

He shook his head “It’s not bullshit.” he said hurt.

You scoffed at his reaction “You really think I’m going to fall at your feet? What do you want Peter? You want me to swoon?” you teased turning him around  “Oh catch me Peter I feel faint. By the great heavens im slipping catch me in your strong arms.” you said fanning yourself, stepping closer making Peter to stumble slightly backwards.

You pushed him against the wall, your forearm pressing his shoulders against the jagged stone wall “Listen to me. And listen to me well.”  you said between gritted teeth, grabbing at your knife the polished metal glittering under the moon light  “You don’t know me. You don’t want to get to know me. Whatever or hoever you think I am you’re wrong.” you said shoving the knife into his face hoping it would scare him enough to save you a fight.

His eyes never looked at the knife, never leaving your eyes “I know who you are.” he whispeed to you.

You scoffed slightly shaking your head, squinting your eyes accusingly at him “You really don’t. You think you do but you don’t.” you whispered to him, not knowing if he was just stupid or just dense.

“Then tell me who you are.” he said,  moving closer to you, the blade of your knife digging into the soft flesh on his cheek.

You didn’t give in, you push it harder his cheek trickling small drips of blood “A dangerous person. An evil person.” you said

Peter looked into your eyes, searching for some hint of a lie, a bluff but he didn’t find any “I’m dangerous. People fear me.” He said, hoping you found the same sincerity in his eyes like he found in yours.

Digging your fingers into his shoulders “Whatever you want to believe pretty boy.” You scoffed pusing him harder against the wall, leaves rustled around you.

You turned around, slashing your knife down, “What the fuck!” someone yelled stepping closer to the light, grasping at their face.

“I told you. Don’t fuck with me again or I’ll give you a matching scar.” You said pointing your knife up at Felix whos hatred for you was all but spilling out of him.

He clenched his jaw “You smell like cunt.” he scoffed, rolling his eyes and stepping next to Peter.

You shrugged  “So I’ve heard” You smiled at Felix pissing him off even more, if that was even possible. You turned to Peter  “Leave me alone Pan or I’ll make sure you regret it.” you threatened pointing the blade opf your knife towards Peter.

Peter let his head tilt to the side “Come on princess just give me a chance. I’ll make it worth your while.” he smiled walking quickly behind you trying to catch up.

You came to a halt, your boots tracking up dust with them. “Sorry Pan but you can’t rent me out like a wench, I sleep whoever I chose to and you are far from what I would choose to do.” you griminched looking at him

“That’s not what I meant! I’ll do the whole courtship! I’ll take you wherever you want!” Peter said urgently trying to search for the correct words, not sure what the correct words were with you exactly.

“Piece of advice Peter. Don’t fall in love or lust or whatever you’re doing.” You said making little circles at peter  “It’s well…” you took a deep breath “Pathetic” you said flatly yurning around walking away from Peter and Felix.

“Felix would I be mad for taking her face?” Peter said dreamily as he pointed at the general direction where you had your little friend.

Felix rolled his eyes, damming his luck for having this girl out of all the thousands of girls Peter could’ve possibly been with “Do you honestly want me to answer?” He huffed running his finger across his cut.

Peter’s eyes never left you, watching you attentively as you walked off “I need to be with her.” Peter said tightening his jaw, pissed that this was all getting too complicated too early on.

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💎🦪💰You Are Captain Hook's Most Favorite Gem, Sea Pearl, And Treasure, In The Whole World💰🦪💎(Captain Hook x Female Reader)

Genres: Smut (And a brief mention of pregnancy in the end) (Warning +18⚠️: sexual contact (that includes cream pies, fingering,oral sex (female receiving and Hook recieving), breast kink(s), dirty talk, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, and Dom! (Hook is Dom!)) nudity, and Language)

Eversince the day Captain Hook met you, you became part of his pirate crew and you pretty much fell in love with him after you heard of him (which was sometime before he met you). Before meeting Captain Hook, you had a roommate who made you do everything she told you to do. You felt there was no escape, until that very day Captain Hook invaded your village. Once you saw him through your window, you finally realized that you can finally get out of the life, your roommate forced you to feel obligated to do for all those years you lived with her.

Once you decided to make your escape, you ran outside of your roommate's house, to catch up to Captain Hook. After both you spoke to him, you explained that he is your idol, why you feel you would be a great pirate crew member to him, why you wanted to join his crew, and why you wanted to leave your village to come with him. He felt bad and was angered about the treatment your roommate gave you, so he accepted your plead to take you with him. Before your roommate (who is no longer your roommate) was able to make an attempt to demand for you to get back in her house, you were willingly gone with Captain Hook.

Your life was so much better after joining Captain Hook's crew, as if it was the best decision of your life. Captain Hook, also has a soft spot for you, so he is much nicer to you than he is anyone else. You're just his favorite person, ever.

One night, you decided to visit Captain Hook's room to (office or room since his office might be his room), to check on him, considering he has been stressed, depressed, frustrated, and beside himself due to his, your, and the rest of his crew's most recent defeat against his arch nemesis, Peter Pan. You felt sad for him that he hasn't felt like his self, as of late. You will do anything to makesure he is his usual self, again.

When you entered Captain Hook's (office or room), as you expected, he was trying to cry himself to sleep, as he has been having a hard time sleeping. You then went up to Captain Hook to massage shoulders, as you then ask him, "What's been troubling you, Captain Hook? Is there something I can help you with?". He then vented his frustrations, as he said, "Well, (Female Reader Name)... I tried and tried to execute my plans... Sadly most of my plans have failed... Thanks to that, meddling, Peter Pan, especially the last time I battled him in a sword fight! I've been defeated countless times by that meddling, Peter Pan and sometimes the brats he has with him definitely didn't benefit with my plans one bit... I'm so beside myself to the point where I'm down, depressed, overwhelmed, and frustrated with the fact that I keep being defeated by Peter Pan and that same pest ruining most of my plans... I've been even getting nightmares about him to the point where I'm not sure, if I should even bother trying to sleep, anymore...", as he continued to sob and only you knew what to do about it.

"Well Captain Hook, I definitely know how to make you all better...", you cooed, as you stopped massaging his back. Captain Hook stopped sobbing, as he was surprised you said this to him. He then replied, "You... Make me... All better? Now how could you possibly get me to feel better?". You then got off the bed, as you then moved in front of him, touching his shoulders with both of your hands, as you then answered, "Well... You can always take your stress out on me...". "Huh?", Hook said confusingly, as he then finally realized the fact that you're completely naked.

This was Captain Hook's first time seeing you naked, as he then stares at your naked body, including your breasts, as your breasts are the best breasts he has ever seen. You even squatted with your legs apart to let him look at your pussy. Seeing your naked body as a whole has definitely made his cock feel, so hard where he realized, your idea would definitely make him feel much better and this definitely has given him alot of devilish ideas on what to do with you, as he smiled in, such a naughty way.

You then cooed to Captian Hook, "Well, Captain... When life gets you down... Whenever you're stressed or overwhelmed or both... Whenever you're depressed and frustrated... Or maybe possibly aggravated... You can take it all out on me, as much as you want...". He gently pinched and pulled your nipples separately with his right hand, then he went to grab your boobs (left boob before the right boob), as he replied, "I get to everything out on you by doing naughty things with you? Well, as much as I don't want to resort to taking anything out on you, my treasure... However, if taking my frustrations and sadness out on you is all those naughty things to you and with you, then I love this idea of taking it all out on you this way, my gem.", before he started fingering you, as he started to suck on your nipples, as you started to moan.

Once Captain Hook finished sucking on both nipples (and fingering your pussy), you decided to sit on the floor, as your legs got tired from squatting. Captain Hook then praised, "My, my... You have such an incredible pussy to play with, while your boobs are also amazing, as a whole, especially your beautiful nipples, which boobs are a kink of mine, and your breasts are so perfect for me, including your nipples...", you begun to lay on the floor as he continued, "The fun has only begun... Since I don't eat often, I might as well taste your pearl, considering you are my sea pearl after all...", while he smirked. They way he was licking and sucking on your pussy, was so amazing to the point where you had to cover your mouth, inorder to prevent anyone else to hear you moan, as you then finally cummed. Captain Hook, looked at you, as he was eating your cum, as he couldn't help, but notice that you covered your mouth, so stopped sucking on you as then he cooed to you, "Please, uncover your mouth, my gem... I don't care if the rest of my crew nor anyone else hears you moan, because I would like to hear you moan... And since I caught you covering your mouth, I might as well feed you, too.", as he decided to stand up and pull his pants (and boxers ofcourse) down to have his hard cock dangling down, as he then continue, "And when I get done feeding you, don't think that i will be done with you, yet... When I say I'm done taking my stress out on you, I will let you know, my sea pearl...".

You then got on your knees to start sucking on Captain Hook's cock, as he already used his right hand to push your head to get his cock deeper into your throat, to makesure to he is feeding you well and to show you that is the dominant one of the two, when it comes to anything sexual both you and Captian Hook do together. As he was giving you deep throat, he then praised, "I'm so glad that you're taking, my cock well, my dear... At this rate I'm about to cum inside your throat soon... It's not where the fun ends, like I said, my treasure...", as he then came inside your throat like he said he was gonna do. Once he finished cumming in your throat, he knew he was still gonna be hard, as you then laid on your front side. You laying on his front side, definitely gave him an other naughty and devilish idea.

Captain proceeded to grab both of your hands with his right hand inorder for him to have his hook around both of your wrists (which was part of his left arm), as he began to insert his cock inside your pussy. As you're still on your knees, he began to thrust into your pussy. As, he was thrusting inside of your pussy, you began to realize that he managed to put his Hook around your wrists. He did this to show dominance and so you don't cover your mouth. "You have such a tight pussy I see, my sea pearl... My cock is starting to feel warm inside of your pussy already... No matter how much more you cum I will keep my cock inside you until I say I'm done...", he praised, while feeling more relaxed, and ensuring your moans are heard. You tried holding your moans in, as he then praised you again, " C'mon, my favorite treasure, gem, sea pearl... Don't hold yourself back, if you need to moan, my dear...", as he trying to encourage you, as he kept thrusting faster.

You couldn't hold back any longer as you then started to moan in a whimpering sense, "Oh Captain Hook! Your cock feels, so amazing! Don't stop, please! Cum inside me! So warm!", as you started to get cock drunk to the point where you don't care who hears your moans and whimpers. Captain Hook then continued praising, "That's it, my dear, sea pearl... Forget about anyone else... The only things you need to focus is me, you, your pussy, and my cock...", as he kept thrusting faster, while you kept moaning loudly. The more (and faster) he thrusts, the more (and louder), you moaned and whimpered, no matter who else heard you. It lasted for an hour or so before he managed to empty his load into your now sore pussy, considering that your pussy ended up being sore for quite sometime before he came right inside of you.

Once Captain Hook, letted you know he is finished, he decided to carry you to his bed, so he can cuddle with you for the rest of the night. He then rubbed your tummy, as he knew you will be having his child. After that night, he is no longer stressed, nor beside himself, nor depressed, nor frustrated, as he is finally his old self and that's all thanks to you, especially letting him take every issue he has out on you sexually...

The End

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Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 603, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character, injured baby, kidnapped child

WORDS: 1123

“Hello, Elizabeth! Hello Elle! Hello Katie! Hello Jing! Hello Isabelle!” I greeted the incoming swarm of girls and their American Girl look alikes. Elizabeth had Katie’s backpack slung up onto her shoulder along with hers and was helping the injured girl stump her way up the stairs from the garage into the laundry room. “How was school today?”

“I made a 3D cast for Katie today during lunch period!” Elizabeth announced. “I consulted a bunch of extremely informative articles on Google and Mx. Walker helped me get much of the concept down!”

“Oh, how cool!” I said, smiling as she dumped their backpacks at the door into the dining room before helping her older sister into the house.

“I also had Ryley on standby for if I happened to have any questions!” Elizabeth continued to happily bubble as she kicked off her shoes and settled them into the shoe cubby.

“Oh?” I smiled as Katie collapsed onto the couch in the sunroom, tossing her leg up as she settled herself.

“Yeah, she told me that she would like to do another set of X-rays before she fits the new cast to her broken foot to make certain that the break has stabilized and the swelling had gone down enough!” she continued chattering on, going back to take the discarded backpacks back up to her’s and her sister’s bedrooms. “She also told me just to come in whenever for the X-rays and to have the cast fitted! And also- this is for you and daddy!”

Here, she dropped a piece of paper that was folded into an origami airplane from the second floor landing. I looked up as the airplane landed smoothly onto the kitchen island.

I dried my hands off before opening the envelope.

“LITTLE GIRL IS HERE!” Katie suddenly yelled, having obviously just seen the sleeping baby.“Inside voice now, mo stór,” I scolded her, flattening the paper and reading the incident report filed against one Daryll Johnson- apparently, his wild ways was typical behavior, and that Principal Mayers had ordered an at home suspension while a verdict was discussed about his assault on the Ratajczyk child. She also said that once a decision had been reached, that a meeting will be called between my husband, myself, the school principal, the boy’s parents, the head of the school’s special education department, the boy’s teacher, Katie’s IEP case manager, Niome Wyns and the on campus police officer, who had apparently been a witness to the little terror injuring Katie. “Well, I’m happy that at least some accountability is being taken!” I muttered, neatly folding up the letter and then sticking it onto the refrigerator underneath a bright yellow magnet. “Do you want help with dinner tonight mommy?” Elizabeth called out as she bounded back down the stairs and skipped her way back into the kitchen. “Oh, I’m just going to pop a few pizzas into the oven, but of course I would welcome your help!” I told her, smiling as she opened the refrigerator door to pull out stuff for a salad. She spied the giant bag of garlic knots and tugged that out as well, getting a sheet pan readied for the garlic knots to be slid into the oven as well.“Mo stór, do you want to eat dinner on mommy’s and daddy’s bed tonight?” I called out, already knowing the answer. DING DONGDING DONGDING DONG

“I can get it, mommy!” Katie announced, throwing her legs off from the couch, and limping her way over towards the front door while dancing around Daisy, opening it and greeting James before granting him entrance.

“Hihi Katie! Oh wow- look at your foot!” James greeted her, glancing down at the scribble covered cast on her foot. “Hihi Peter- I bought Nessa’s overnight bag- should I run upstairs and go put it into her big girl bedroom?”

“Sure!” Peter called out from where he was buried beneath all the babies.

“Mommy? Do you have something like a ruler that I can borrow?” Katie came wobbling into the kitchen just then, Mittens following close behind. “My leg feels itchy.”

“Here!” I quickly located the foot long ruler from the junk drawer and handed it to her, watching as she pulled out a chair at the dining room chair and used the ruler to scratch at the annoying itch underneath her cast.

“Thank you, mommy!” Katie grinned before James appeared in the doorway.

“Well, I’m off now!” he announced, opening his arms for a goodbye hug. “Goodbye MC! Goodbye Elizabeth! Goodbye Elle! Goodbye Katie! Goodbye Jing!”

“Goodbye, Mr. James!” Katie called out with a smile on her face as she continued to scratch at the itch on her leg.

“Oh, hello!” James laughed just then on his way out of the front door. “Going in?”

“Yes, I’m here to pick up my daughter,” Walter said awkwardly, coming into the house and greeting Daisy with an affectionate pat on top of her head.

“Daddy!” screeched Baby Kit joyfully.

“Hello there, kitty cat!” he laughed, plucking her from my husband. “Thanks again! Should I drop her off same time tomorrow?”

“Yeah, works for me!” Peter chuckled, setting the other babies back down before raising to his feet and making his way into the kitchen to kiss me. “Sweetheart. When is dinner?”Mo stór, my dear, Irish Gaelic

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[Book One of..]

Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 2 out of 5

I honestly wanted this book so bad because everyone recommended it as a Peter Pan retelling. Imagine my surprise, however, when I read the author’s note, and she states it’s NOT a retelling. But I still read it because I wanted to read a story from the villain’s pov and oh my god am I glad I read it. I am in love with James/Hook and I don’t care that he’s a bad guy.

Wendy, daughter of Peter, starts off as the naive girl that Hook is looking to take advantage of because of what Peter has done to him in the past. But as her rose tinted glasses come off, she becomes the young woman who you will come to adore and root for. And James… well you’ll be up and down with his character. I knew he was the bad guy going in, but I wanted to throttle him at one point.

I guess you can say this is a reimagining of the Peter Pan characters in a modern world, but instead of rooting for Peter Pan, Wendy, and Tink… you’ll be begging Hook for a taste of the dark side.

I am stoked to see what else Emily has written for this series!

* So we start off with a murder. Nice. Seems James’s uncle deserved it.

* Oh shit. James saw Wendy through video feed and immediately wants to defile her. But it’s Wendy’s friend who is hoping for his attention 😬

* Ohhhh. He got her to to agree to a date 😏

* So that’s why he doesn’t like the ticking sound. Damn.

* Oh shit. James walked up to Wendy and Maria is PISSED.

* Lol Maria is such a bitch.

* Score. He secured the date.

* Goddamn. James has got a mouth on him.

* The way he has her grind on his lap… holy shit.

* I somewhat knew what I was getting into, but damn… I’m gonna be heartbroken when Wendy finds out James is using her.

* Wendy’s dad is a dick and Tina Belle a bitch. I can’t wait until James gets his hand on them.

* Lol Moira tried to make Wendy jealous and James wasn’t having it 😂

* Oh shit. Wendy gave him her virginity. There’s gonna be a lot of crying later, isn’t there?

* So the dad doesn’t care for his son and James has noticed that Jon (the brother) looks nothing like Wendy. Could he be the product of an affair?

* Why do I have a feeling something is gonna happen to Ru?

* Uh oh, James. You going soft for Wendy and her brother Jon.

* I fucking knew something was going to happen to Ru 😩 and now James thinks Wendy had a hand in it. Fuck! I can’t wait for him to murder her dad Michael. To murder Pan.

* Holy shit. Did he just kidnap her?! He has it all wrong!

* I can’t wait to see when he realizes he royally fucked up.

* Starkey, you’re a little traitorous motherfucker, aren’t you? I know it was you who was supposed to have Ru’s back. You’re too nervous.

* “Just remember, that whenever things feel bleak, all situations are temporary. It’s not your circumstance that determines your worth, it’s how you rise from the ashes after everything burns.”

* “Every good bitch needs a pretty collar.” — oh my god. I can’t wait for her to bitch slap you 😂

* FINALLY! She had no idea, you dumb shit. Now prepare to beg for forgiveness.

* Wow. Her dad was really gonna let her die. Fuck him.

* Shit. Peter burned down James’s club.

* Damn. James burned all Peter’s planes 😂

* wtf was that with Moira? And how the fuck did Wendy disappear?! I don’t trust Smee 🤔

* Oh so Smee just assumed she left when really she was just sitting on the dock. But still, James is pissed 😬

* She caved way too fast once his fingers got in her. Get it together, Wendy!

* Croc? As in his uncle? wtf! And of course there’s an explosion just as the woman’s name is about to be given.

* Fuck! Starkey is a traitor! It wasn’t an explosion. Starkey shot their hostage right before he spilled the beans. He’s protecting his boss!

* Damn. Wendy’s that good of a fuck that James is in love, huh 😂 Well.. I’m kind of glad she decided to stay. I don’t trust anyone else to have her back like James does.

* “For the record, I would give you the world. You simply have to ask. You want kids? Done. You want to stay here and never work again? Done. You want to watch the world burn?” // “Let me guess, you’ll set it on fire?” // “No, darling. I’ll hand you the match and stand at your back, watching you become Queen of the ashes.”

* Moira is a traitor?! I knew the bitch was sleezy, but this is… wow. I can’t wait for James to kill her.

* Fuck you, Tina! Ugh. These women are pissing me off 😂

* I fucking called it. Smee! You asshole. And cousins? Why are you being such a little bitch.

* So Peter saved James? And James has a brother?! wtf. Tina better fucking get some punishment for flipping out on Wendy.

* Oh shit. It’s Jon! And seriously, fucking Tina. Someone bitch slap her!

* THANK YOU!!

* Aww. They got their happily ever after 🥹

[phaticserpent]

I love all the Peter Pan things you write. What if Peter and the reader were ehm "Up to fun stuff" And Pan forgot to soundproof his treehouse while he was having Y/N. The next day all the lost boys are acting weird and a few of the older ones are occasionally chuckle like assholes and Felix finally tells Peter that they heard everything.

Aw thank you! I hope to get to more, but at the moment I'm busy with college :,) but enjoy!

Warning: suggestive, smut (just a little)

You watched as the night die down, small chatter still lingering as you started towards your own tent. Though, a hand reached out to pull you flush against them. You yelped as you found yourself facing Pan, who just shot you his signature grin.

"Pan –"

"Shhh" He hushed, pulling you in for a kiss. Your body melted against his and you reached out to grab onto the back of his head, tugging his hair gently. Pan groaned against your lips, his kiss trailing down to your jawline before pulling away. "Did you forget what I promised?" He whispered softly against the shell of your ear, and you felt your legs weaken. Pan took your hand and slowly guided you back to his tree house. He carried you to the bed, letting you down onto the soft mattress as his lips kissed your neck and collarbone.

"Please–"

Pan chuckled, "love, I'm not doing anything and you're already begging?" He kissed your lips before pulling back. "I have to set the spell." Pan didn't even get a chance to start the protection, as you discarded your shirt. Transfixed and hypnotized, he pulled you closer to him as he passionately pressed his lips to yours.

You gasped for air while Pan kissed your nipples, his grip on your waist growing tighter. "Pan......god–" you whined.

"You're so beautiful." He groaned. Placing a kiss on the pulse point of your neck as he pulled off your undergarments. Throughout the night, completely succumbed to bliss, Pan had forgotten about the spell. Leaving the lost boys disturbed.

The next morning, you pressed yourself closer to Pan, yearning for that warmth. His arms wrapped around your figure as he buried his face against your chest.

"Good morning." You mumbled, kissing the top of his head. Pan hummed as he looked up, and you could see in his eyes the sleepiness.

" 'morning." He chuckled. His voice was husk and raspy from the night before. Pushing himself up to press his lips to yours. And you two stayed comfortably until you could hear the lost boys and their chatter rise. The both of you got dressed and joined with the others. When you got down, the atmosphere immediately shifted. Some lost boys looked uncomfortable and shy, while others couldn't stop chuckling. And some didn't look bothered. So you followed after Pan, where Felix was standing idly by. Upon seeing the two of you, Felix stiffened but nodded his head.

"Morning."

"Good morning Felix." You smiled. He smiled softly. The two were busy discussing the day and their plans, while you searched for Devin. You found him with his usual group.

"Morning (Y/N)." Devin nodded. His other friends started chuckling, but it was short as they masked it was a cough. "Don't mind them."

"Good morning Devin." You smiled. "Did everyone sleep well?" At that question, his face flushed.

"Uh yeah! Just a couple of snore-ers....you know how it is." Devin chuckled. "Just an island full of boys and one girl." He let out a nervous laugh as you raised an eyebrow.

"Devin what–"

"Oh, I just realized I have....breakfast duty." He exclaimed and shot you an apologetic look before leaving. Thus leaving you with his group of friends, who you are somewhat acquainted with.

"Uh...how did you sleep?" James asked you. The others erupted into a fit of giggles but you smiled at James.

"I actually slept really well. Thank you for asking." You shot daggers at the other lost boys who were laughing. James just nodded at you and he was about to say something, when Pan's sudden announcement for the day's plans interrupted you both. As the other lost boys drifted away and as you were about to take off, Pan took ahold of your hand.

"Love wait," He whispered. You met his gaze as he raised an eyrbrow. "You're not gonna give me a kiss goodbye?" He let out a chuckle as you teasingly rolled your eyes.

"For God's sake Pan." You breathed out. While he was laughing, you grabbed the collar of his shirt to pull him in for a kiss. "Satisifed?"

"No." He breathed before going in for a second. The entire day was confusing for you, some glances were shot in your direction, and some boys came up to pat your back – either offering 'congratulations' or 'good luck'. Which made you confused but you would take that over any type of teasing. Of course, it wouldn't stop them from giggling like a group of gossiping girls. So when dinnertime arrived, you eagerly joined Pan's side. The atmosphere shifted again and there were a few chuckles and giggles when they saw you two together. You ignored it but Pan caught on and slyly glanced at Felix, who ignored Pan's gaze. "Did something happen?" He asked you.

"Hm? Oh, no." You dismissed with a short lie. He stared at you. "It's nothing."

"Nothing?"

"I don't know why they're acting like that either." You admitted. As Pan stood up to approach the situation, Felix stepped in.

".....some of the lost boys had trouble sleeping last night," Felix started but he couldn't meet your gazes. "We heard you two." Instantly, your face reddened and Pan froze.

"Oh. Oh." You squeezed out from embarrassment.

"I'm going to make sure they forget." He sighed. You stood to the side as you watched Pan exert all the power he had to cast a forgetting-spell on the lost boys. Once the spell was complete, Pan leaned against you as you gently held him up.

"You didn't have to."

"Only I get to hear you."

"Then, make sure to sound-proof the tree house before."

"You were distracting!" Pan protested.

[descendantofthesparrow]

This isn't what i had in mind - Harry Hook x reader - SMUT ONESHOT

THIS IS A  PURE SMUT FIC, 18+ PLS. Fem presenting reader cuz thats what im comfortable writing smut for for now, ill probably branch out the more i write smut BUT yeah. 

Characters are 18+ and in collage~!!!!

=

“you-you know, this-this isn’t what I had in mind when I yelled fuck you.” You panted out as Harry sucked at your clit, his soft tongue fluttering against it, sending shudders and waves of pleasure and heat through your body.

Harry chuckled against your soaking cunt, sliding down to lick against your opening, your walls clenching around his fingers that rutted up into you. Harry had you against your door, your pants pulled off as one of your hands clenched your shirt and the other kept a hand on your doorknob, hoping to keep it closed even though it was already locked.

Harry grunted as your leg slid off his shoulder and he removed his free hand from your hip to grab your thigh and place it back where he wanted it before nibbling at your clit gently, chucking again as you jumped and whimpered. “asshole” you stuttered out, grabbing his hair as he gave a particularly hard suck to your clit again.

What had started as a simple argument between you and the son of Hook, had ended up in a steamy altercation, Harry had shoved you against your dorm room door and kissed you hard; running his hands down your body as he bit your lips and licked your neck. Both of your hands had pulled at each other's clothes, your boots and pants being the first to go as Harry let you pull off his jacket and tank top.

It was…kinda hot, having your ‘enemy’ eating you out, it was also alarming, what if someone heard you? What if someone saw the daughter of Peter Pan panting at the actions of the son of Captain Hook?

You let your head fall back against the door as Harry gave a long slow lick from your dripping entrance to your swollen clit, quiet panting moans slipping from your lips. “fuuck” you whispered, your hand that was holding the doorknob shooting up to your mouth, covering it as your hips started to rock into Harry's mouth, your clit dragging against his tongue that dutifully licked at it. Your core started to full with molten pleasure, heat building throughout your body as your orgasm came closer.

You muttered curses as Harry pumped his fingers faster, his middle finger grinding against your g-spot. You called out his name as you felt that pit in your stomach tighten, Harry sucking at your clit hard as you rocked forward suddenly, hand curling into his hair as you let out a muffled moan-like scream. You nearly fell forward, standing on the tips of your toes as your orgasm slammed through you, Harry caught you, pulling his mouth away and standing as you spasmed from the aftershock.

You’d had sex before, but holy hot damn it had never felt this good from the start. Harry waited patiently as you came down from your high, scraping his teeth against your sweet spot as you grabbed at his biceps “fuck…where, where in the hell, did you learn to do that Hook?” you asked in a quiet voice, closing your eyes as Harry’s clothed bulge rubbed against your lower stomach. “fuck”

“practice darlin’” Harry rasped out, starting to dry hump you as you reciprocated the action, your slick staining the front of his pants, his bulge rubbing against your clit wonderfully, sending shocks through your oversensitive nerve. You shoved him away and pulled at his pants, Harry chuckling and helping you get the rest of his clothes off.

His pants fell to the floor, then he kicked them to rest on his boots and socks. He picked you up by your hips and carried you across the room, pressing you against the wall that faced the gardens of Auradon prep. Your legs automatically wrapped around his waist, his erect cock pressing against your gut. You looked down, swallowing a bit as you looked down at the twitching head, pre-cum slowly leaking from the slit on top.

Harry chuckled, leaning in and pressing his lips to your neck, adding onto the hickey’s he already put there earlier. “fuck” you whimpered as Harry started to trail the head of his cock up and down your slit, your pre-cum soaking the tip of his cock.

“yer so wet” Harry whispered, a giddy tone to his voice as he bit your ear-lobe. He lined up with your entrance then paused.

“wh-what?” you whimpered out, clenching around nothing as Harry pulled away and set you down, speeding over to his pants and pulling out his wallet, then pulling out a condom packet “oh fuck thank you” Harry chuckled, nodding as he ripped it open and slid the plastic on, giving you a feral grin as he stalked back towards you.

You laughed as Harry slammed back into you, grabbing your hips again and hiking you up on the  wall, your legs going around his waist once more. “fuck me hook” you taunted, your head snapping back as Harry bit into your neck and shoved in all at once, your very much prepped cunt accepting him oh so happily. “fuuuuuck”

Harry started at a slow torturing pace, sloooowly dragging out and then sloooowly pushing back in until he had no more cock to push into you. “you-mother-fucker” you panted out, heat already building up in your cheeks and chest, scratching down Harrys freckled back.

He chuckled into your neck, pushing his hips flush against yours, groaning at the feeling of your clenching warm cunt. “fuck yer so fuckin wet” he grunted, pulling out and digging back in, smiling as you choked slightly as the tip rubbed against your g-spot.

“fuck you’re so deep” you grumbled out in an airy voice, your fingers curling into the back of Harry’s head and pulling at his hair, a low groan ripping from his lips as you did so. He started to speed up, his hips rutting against yours. He set a deep rhythm, your panting groans harmonizing with his.

Harry stared down at where your bodies connected, it was surreal, seeing you under his mercy, the daughter of his father's worst enemy. He chuckled, leaning in and biting at your neck, leaving dark purple marks. His hips stuttered against yours as a wave of heat rushed down his spine to his thighs “fuuuck” he grumbled, pressing his lips to your collar bone as you started to scratch down his back, leaving angry red marks down the length of his skin.

You shivered at the sound of his cock sliding in and out of your wet cunt, the snap of his hips sending resounding slapping sounds through the otherwise silent dorm room “fuck fuck fuck” you whimpered, your head snapping back as Harry licked at your collar bone. “fuck me hard-please, Hook.” Harry let out a dark chuckle and picked up the pace; his hips snapping against you even harder, enough that it felt like you were going to bruise.

Low curses slipped through his bruised lips, your walls clenching around him so tightly it sent shocks up his spine as his orgasm pulled at his lower gut. He reached between the two of you and pulled at your swollen clit, your head snapping to the side and a moan ripping through your lips as he did so. “FUCK” you yelped out, your head falling forward to his shoulder as he continued to lick and bite at your collar bone, his fingers working at your clit, rolling it between his fingers and gently pulling at it.

The tip of Harry’s cock slid against your g-spot with every rough thrust, sending sparks throughout your entire body, and you already felt your orgasm quickly approaching, the practically heavenly drag of Harrys cock and his fingers against your clit pulling it ever so close. “im-im gonna-“ you panted out, Harry humming against your throat as his hips lost their rhythm, his own orgasm rearing its head at the same time as yours.

“cum fer me darlin’” Harry purred out, his voice choking as you clenched around his cock, your orgasm ripping through you like fireworks on a clear night. He followed soon after, your walls sending him over the edge as his hips stuttered, his cum filling up the condom as he came to a stop with his hips, seated deep inside you as you both ran out your highs.

“fuck-that-that’s good” you breathed out, Harry pulling you off the wall and carrying you over to your bed and collapsing on top of it with you still seated on his dick. You both just sat there for a minute, breathing going back to normal as the room slowly cooled down.

You lifted your hips, Harry’s now soft cock slipping out from your still pulsing cunt, and then you collapsed back against him, sleep pulling at the back of your head.

“We are definitely doin’ this again” Harry breathed out, smiling as you kissed his pec.

“definitely” you muttered quietly, grabbing the hand that was tossed over your hip and falling to his side, curling up on his bicep and letting sleep pull you under. Harry chuckled, grabbing your blanket and pulling it over the two of you, wrapping his arms around you and closing his eyes with a grin.

His dad would be so fucking pissed right now, and inner Harry was just absolutely cackling.

A Hook and a Pan, who knew?

-end-

Ye, I know its not long, but I had to. I saw the dialogue ‘this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.’ On a tumblr prompt thing and just HAD to. Well, hoped who read this enjoyed~ a normal ass hhxr coming soon~ probably one of the commission parts but ye~

@sephiralorange​ i dont know whos comfortable getting tagged for smut so for now, just seph is on the taglist since they are my beta reader n all that.

[thecameronchronicles]

Only Me

TW: Smut, violence, language, and angst.

SUMMARY: After you decide to make Rafe jealous, he rebels in proving to you who you truly belong to…

WORD COUNT: 2800

Only Me

His eyes had been on you from the second you entered the party, ensemble enough to turn any head, but the only gaze you cared to hold now staring at you over the rim of his cup. But the reasons he focused on you hadn’t been for the red satin covering your curves to perfection, but for how he knew how soft your skin was beneath the fabric. He thrived behind that smug smirk upon knowing you had given yourself to him. Only him. Often. And thoroughly. It was a high you both found as a revelation, but also one that was beginning to affect you in a way you never expected. 

But where the thrill of sneaking around Tannyhill throughout the summer held your attention in majority, you recently came to loathe how distant he still felt from you. Of course, you knew Rafe Cmaeron was a walking cautionary tale; a boy with Peter Pan syndrome who had too much money and fleeting morals, often gray. But those damned sapphire eyes and words both tender and erotic would twist you to sympathize with him as he convinced you to remain his secret. 

Which was why when a specific pogue made his way to the open seat beside you, dimples coming into view as he offered you a drink, you didn’t politely reject as you had the first part of summer. Instead, you basked in how Rafe’s perpetual smirk faded into a scowl as it was clear for the first time he believed he had some competition. 

But the aggression didn't lie in the attention JJ Maybank suddenly gave you, but that Rafe couldn’t hear your conversation, only witness the way you tucked your hair behind your ear when you were complimented and the way your legs uncrossed and turned towards your new conversational partner in interest; all things you had done first with him. He raged within at the idea of what other ‘firsts’ you were willing to give, by your body language alone, making him conjure enough positions and scenarios to put the kama sutra to shame. 

“No girl as pretty as you should be this bored…” JJ had begun this conversation with a coquettish compliment which prompted your initial reaction of being uncertain how to respond. After all, you and Rafe weren’t exclusive by any means, even if your heart pulled for it to be otherwise. And yet, you were left feeling as if having a mere conversation with the handsome blonde you knew for reputation alone as being reckless and rebellious, was somehow making you unfaithful. 

“Not really your scene? Or not your people?” He finally asked, pulling a blunt between his lips, shameless in his freedom to be exactly as he was-just as most pogues were. You envied this as you felt trapped in your circumstances of expectations you believed you could never meet. Which was why Rafe was so enticing. He didn’t really expect anything out of you, which was why you had given him so much. He quelled the pains behind your tribulations in a way that left only pleasure and the excitement for your next encounter. But as of late, all you wanted was more. You wanted more time, more than just sex-more from him. 

“Maybe a bit of both.” You finally answered JJ as he slowly nodded. 

“Well…I have a reputation to protect…and I can’t have you frowning so let’s go…” Suddenly he was on his feet, blunt having disappeared somewhere in his ascension, before his hand led you through the small collection of people staining the sand of the beach in sporadic groups. 

With the echo of a nearby song clashing for dominance over the nearby waves, you felt feverish to the way JJ would guide your body, clearly well versed in how to have fun with the opposite sex. But all the while, with any touch, even the way his fingers would brush your hair over your shoulder as if to test what you were feeling for him, you wished it had been Rafe. 

“I’m expecting an encore.” He winked. “Just need some libations.” He was dramatic, acting as if he had been on his last breath, before you were then left alone, the slight distraction welcome before the cold shadow of Rafe having reminded you of how you secretly belonged to him. 

And yet, the way he stood was in such a way that it almost appeared as if you two weren’t even speaking to one another as he would only address you when drinking from his cup, eyes set towards the bonfire, and back nearly brushing your own. 

“What the hell do you think you’re doing with Maybank?” He began as you turned to face him, where he quickly amended your adjustment and stood just as he had before; back to back, speaking behind his cup. 

“HE isn’t afraid to be seen with me-”

“I’m not AFRAID…I just don’t think people need to know.”

“It’s not fair, Rafe…” You crossed your arms. “It’s one thing to just sleep with someone…But what you want from me…exclusivity…you can’t have that and not offer something back…”

He paused for a second. 

“Maybe…Maybe I’m trying to protect you from me…” His words caught you off guard. This was the version of him that he showed you in your time together. That, dare you label it as such, romance behind his usual stoic torment. He was sweet with you just as much as he was vulgar, but in public, he was a cold stranger casting a gaze of lust that only seemed to pain you, where it once brought excitement. But as these words touched your heart, you turned to set your hand to him as he locked eyes with you for only a moment, as if convinced to allow this exchange. 

“Maybe I don’t need protection…Maybe I just want this…” Your hand continued before he pulled back, watching how Kelce and Topper eyed the exchange. 

“Ever think maybe I don’t? Maybe I just like fucking you?” Your expression twisted into the expected response of his words, the scoff betraying the regret within his eyes. 

“Then don't’ worry about it. Maybe I’ll see if HE wants more…” Knowing a comparison to anyone else, especially a ‘pogue’ like JJ Maybank would be a sting against his impossibly inflated self esteem, you spoke this with pride, before pushing through the crowd to find the man in question. But as you made it to a section of the beach responsible for his presence, you stopped dead in your tracks. 

The way he looked at Kiara made you understand that any other girl he conversed with was simply a distraction in comparison to his feelings for her. It showed in the way he would look at her as she spoke of whatever currently held her attention. Those dimples came into view when he believed he was the luckiest guy in the world just to be talking with her. 

This was what you wanted with Rafe.Those stolen moments and accompanying glances and shamelessness of any and all eyes on you, envying, loathing, even irritated with you-you wouldn’t care. But you knew it wouldn’t happen. And so you wished to be anywhere else but here.

Dragging the warm sand beneath your feet as you made your way back towards the parking space currently holding your car, you swept tears away from your face in feeling rather stupid in having put up with this as long as you had. Feeling used, cold, and abandoned, you struggled to find the key for your door in the collection of keychains and fellow keys all appearing similar through your blinding tears.

“Come here…” A sudden voice forced you away from the lamps overhead and towards the edge of the parking lot, where the grip was too strong for you to fight. But it was also one you had recognized, which kept you from believing you were in danger. Yet even if you weren’t on the verge of life or death, you did not want to be anywhere near him-not after he had embarrassed and berated you. 

“I don’t like sharing my things-”

“I’m NOT yours, Rafe. Not anymore. Not after you treat me like shit in front of your friends and-” He suddenly silenced you with a kiss, his body pinning you to his own car as you became frozen by his initiation. 

It was an unfair tactic as you were always made weak against him. He was nearly double your size, having to hold you in specific ways to bring you to his lips, which usually meant feeling the extent of his entire body clench in excitement to your response. Cock at attention, breath caught in his throat, muscles wrapping you in desperation… Because of this, you became enamored in feeling him before recalling your anger. 

“I didn’t like seeing you with him-”

“Well it isn’t like I can be seen with you, right?” He cocked his jaw, rolling his eyes in a way that was so damn irresistible, it sent your heart racing. Yet your stubbornness happened to be just an ounce stronger than your lust-although it was fleeting. 

“You want to have some girl to get on her knees for you, Rafe? You want someone to keep your bed warm…Find someone else. I’m done being used by you…” Your feet set off in the direction of your car before the grip on your arm had you pulled back to his. Only this time, it wasn’t waiting for your response. Instead, it was to be held beneath his dominion. 

“I don’t want anyone else.” These words were soft, the version of him you got most recently, the version that made you want him beyond this beneficial arrangement. 

“And I don’t want YOU to be with anyone else.” But these words were dark, synonymous to your first few times together and how he made the rules of monogamy in each thrust leaving you whimpering beneath his domineering control. 

His fingers pulled at the passenger side door of his truck, taking you in the newly open space. 

“EVERYBODY can look at you, always so sexy in every goddamn thing you wear. But NOBODY else gets to touch you. NOT Maybank-Not anyone-'' He grunted, your body suddenly bent over the seat as the sound of his belt made you well aware of what you were being positioned for. And yet with your morals pulling at you to manifest some sense of dignity and find someone who would be more tender with you, the excitement in his passion made you stationary for him. 

But where you expected the rough thrusts of him behind you, you would only feel smooth leather gathering your hands before you. He would lean behind you, force you temporarily forward, before binding you to the base of the steering wheel to where you couldn’t move. 

“You think anybody else can make you feel like I can?” His words were already dripping with self assurance to how he knew how you would respond to him. 

“You think HE can make you cum like me?” He scoffed, pulling your shorts down in a single swipe, followed by your cherry red bikini bottoms that exposed your ass to him. A sole slap pulled you high on the balls of your feet as a weak gasp left your lips. 

“Rafe-” You whined, the sting, the binds, the need to ‘prove’ something to you, all too much for what you had worn as evidence between your thighs. 

“Nobody else can make you this wet-I mean, shit…I haven’t even touched you yet, kitten-” You rolled your eyes to the nickname, having been given it after the first time you took his cock in your mouth-an action you craved in this moment just for some sexual release-even if it wasn’t yours. 

“Let me remind you what I can do-” He was kneeling behind you, pulling you at the angle necessary to align his tongue with your folds, licking you from this new position. You clung tightly onto the belt as his arm kept you flat against the seat. Uncomfortable yet pleasured by the quick flicks of his tongue making you silence your moans into your arm, you were struggling to even remember why you were angry at him to begin with. Especially as he carried his fingers slowly up your thighs, that cold ring on his pointer finger gliding up your temperate skin, until leading for your eyes to roll when pumping into your core. A second finger joined in quick succession, he had you nearly riding the seat before you, before suddenly rising behind you breathlessly. 

“Rafe…Please…I need YOU…” You whimpered, a smack to your ass silencing you, as he lined himself with your folds, teasing you with the glory of his large cock, before penetrating you with his erection. The grin heard beneath his laugh made you well aware of the shit-eating grin across his face as he thrust into you from behind, doing so silently, until a sudden grip to your hair had you pull against your own binds. 

“My girl wants to dance like a whore for a pogue, you’re gonna be fucked like one for ME…” You didn’t disagree. You loved when he was dominant just as much as you loved when he was submissive-or at least his version of it. 

You basked in the way his nails ate into your skin, his moans acted as motivation for you to ignore whatever insecurities laid behind your novice approach to sex prior to him. He made you twist your morals, your thoughts, even your life to appease him. And if it was all for the feeling of his fingers moving to your clit in the way he had at this moment, you would cast give him your last breath if it meant it was spent calling out his name in pleasure. 

“RAFE!” You warned, those quick circles quickening as his second hand now came to your breast, kneading your sensitive nipple as the sensation shot directly through your nerves and to your core. 

“That’s right, baby-Let everyone hear who fucks you like this-whose cock gets to be in this tight little pussy-”

“But you don’t-” He took your jaw, turning you back to face him. 

“I didn’t fucking stutter. Scream for me, take my cock as good as you always do…and fucking scream for me, baby…” Following the release of your face, you felt liberated to be allowed this freedom. Usually he would cup your mouth or kiss you quiet, but with this, it only added to the euphoria of your time together. 

“Nobody fucks you like this-Right?” 

“Yes! Nobody!” He chuckled. 

“Rafe, I’m-” You warned, unable to formulate the words as the sound of your voice sent his fingers into further acceleration. “Yes! Oh! AH! AAH!”

But he didn’t stop. Instead, he continued those rubbing motions, your body trembling nearly into convulsions as his thrusts deepened within you. 

“Rafe? It’s too much-it’s-”

“YOU wanted to dance with him in front of me. YOU wanted to let him put his hands all over you. YOU wanted this-wanted me. So take me-” His thrusts were painful, deep-even cruel. And you arched your back to accommodate this newfound stimulation. 

“TAKE. ALL. OF. ME.” He commanded, bent over you, his teeth biting into your shoulder. 

“Yeah-yeah-yeah!” The pleasure began to take him feral behind you, his thrusts more as bucks, as his hands frenzied from your hair to your hips, never still for too long, but always gluttonous. 

“Just like that-Fuck me like you always do…SO GOOD-Always take me so good…”

“Please Rafe-” His hand was suddenly at your throat, pulling against your restraints as he brought you as close to him as this would allow. 

“You want my cum, kitten?”

“Yes! Please! I need it! I need you to!” He was ungodly in pace at your back, the squelch of your connection, the pleas beneath heavy breathing, the grips unkind but equally passionate were enough to bring him to that edge. 

“Yes! I’m gonna cum-you’re making me cum-I’m-” The silence was the validation you needed for his release, the warmth of his white ribbons confirming this even further, as he kept himself within you for a moment to ensure every final thrust was meant for you to receive. 

“You EVER pull a stunt like that again…and I’ll force you to your knees and make that pogue watch what he’ll never have-'' He warned you at your back before reaching forward to unlatch you, redressing, and helping you do the same. But as you expected to part ways as this was the usual protocol, you were surprised to find him interlace your fingers and move back to the beach. 

“What are you-”

“You don’t want to be a secret…and I don’t want JJ fucking Maybank to think he has a shot with you-or anyone else.”

“Rafe-”

“You can’t deny it, kitten…not when you’re dripping with my cum…Now end of discussion, let’s go…You want to be mine…I hope you know what you’re in for…”

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