#Slimecicle smut

[opalcicle]

Succubus Reader x Actual Slime Charlie Slimecicle

It's a college scenario. The succubus is genderfluid and can shape shift. Nerd Charlie.

Thoughts?

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I'm not abandoning my other stuff but like, would you read? I need some quick things to write to ride out the weird choppy motivation I'm having. I'm 500 words in and if y'all want to read it I'll ready it for posting when done.

[squinch-depraved]

wennie's masterlist !!!

bold = 18+ (MDNI)

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jschlatt:

schlatt waking you up and using you however he wants

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

bratty munch schlatt

sex chocolates

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

cnc gunplay with schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

breeding kink with schlatt

schlatt hires a hot secretary and can't stay away

giggly sex/mating press with schlatt

phone sex with schlatt

schlatt x fwb!reader hcs

schlatt buys you a maid outfit

schlatt but reader's being a brat (camping p1)

breeding kink but this time he makes your belly bulge

shibari japan fic p1

cnc lc!schlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

sexy cool reader takes schlatt's virginity (college au)

schlatt eats pussy for the first time (college au)

jealous schlatt (college au)

schlatt steals your panties

hole inspection w/ schlatt

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

priest schlatt

spooning and jerking off schlatt

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

shower sex + piss with schlatt

feederism/eructophilia with schlatt

mild cnc/intox with schlatt

schlatt x single mom!reader (how you met hcs)

schlatt x single mom!reader p1

schlatt catches you humping a rammie plushie

lc!schlatt halloween party intox

schlatt feeds you leftover halloween candy

schlatt short blurb 1

schlatt nsfw alphabet

ted nivison:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

smoking with ted and he gets really shy

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

ted shower sex

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

ted oral fixation hcs

ted cnc stoned reader free use

ted and cscoop three way

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

taking ted's virginity (college au)

ted eating you out with a mustache

tedschlatt:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

cooper cscoop:

ted and cscoop three way

intox + cnc high and scared reader with cooper

soft smut cooper with chronically ill!reader

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p1

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p2

cooper takes your virginity

cooper taking pictures and videos of you hcs

long distance video call sex with cooper

cuddly sex w/ cooper

cscoop nsfw alphabet

charlie slimecicle:

asking him to take you home from a party leads to more

buying charlie a toy to use while you're gone on a trip

charlie begging to sit under your desk so he can taste you

trying for a baby with charlie

taking charlie's virginity (college au)

making charlie film himself jerking off in a mirror

virgin!college au:

part 1 (taking schlatt's virginity)

part 2 (schlatt eats you out for the first time)

part 3 (taking charlie's virginity)

part 4 (how schlatt finds out about you and charlie)

part 5 (taking ted's virginity)

part 6 (schlatt finds out)

part 7 (foursome...?)

[doubledizzy1258]

ddlg headcannons w all three… please.. 😞💔

i haven't posted in forever i apologize..! had a busy(and rough) last couple months of 2024 and didnt have much time on my hands.

anyways here u go ☺️

!NSFW!

Headcannons

!warnings!: afab!reader, f!reader, ddlg, size difference, size kink, ageplay, dom!schlatt, dom!ted, softdom!charlie, daddy kink,

𝜗𝜚 - Schlatt

calls you: little one, toots, baby girl, doll.

genuinely just so much bigger than you, height and weight wise.

loves teaching you new things about sex. (positions, kinks, etc..)

barely fits inside you..

"c'mon little one, only a few more inches.."

you call him daddy or

buys you everything you want at the store. (spoils you)

literally just a perv, will sexualize the hell out of everything you do.

𝜗𝜚 - Ted

calls you: little girl, baby.

makes sure your pleased before he is.

sets a bedtime for you.

you call him sir.

"what'd you call me? sir.. that's right little girl.."

trucks you into bed every night.

you have to be sitting on his lap when sitting down with him.

hand on your ass or lower back at all times.

𝜗𝜚 - Charlie

calls you: little, baby, pretty girl.

a munch. will hold you down while he eats you out for HOURS.

"I know, baby, just one more.. i know you can do it."

literally just wants to make you feel good.

(i cant imagine him wanting you to call him anything but he would let you call him whatever you wanted for your enjoyment)

watches cartoons with you while you do an activity you enjoy. (coloring, makeup, cooking, etc...)

loves leaving hickeys in places others cant see. (upper thighs, chest, stomach, back, etc..)

lets you sit under his desk while he streams.

is this bad lmao im not super familiar with ddlg other than ik one of my irl friends is into it 🧘‍♀️ (@vanillahrt )

Star Dividers by: @cafekitsune - Post cred: Star Dividers 

MDNI Divider by: @anitalenia - Post Cred: MDNI Divider

[junediesintheend]

"He said I had nice lips...who says that?"

Quackity smut, not dating, f!reader, smut with plot, use of his real name.

Most people find it awkward to be straddling their best friends lap, their hands on your waist. You are like most people in this sense, so it's a bit surprising that you're in Quackity's lap, doing his makeup and trying not to blush.

His thumb traces circles in your side, you can feel his gaze all over your face as you do his eyeliner. His touch induces a feeling you've never felt before, deep in your core. There's fluttering in your stomach, making it hard to concentrate. You've always had a small thing for Alex, you don't know if he reciprocates those feelings though. As you perfect the eyeliner, putting on the finishing touches, you can't help but make accidental eye contact with him more than once.

"Y/n." he says, making you jump slightly as you were deep in thought. "Yea?" you say, trying to act casual. "I don't want to rush you but..." Alex says, glancing at the clock on the wall before looking back at you, piercing into your eyes. "The party starts in 1 hour and you still aren't ready. Maybe quicken the pace?" he chuckles slightly at that last part, his laugh always made you smile. "Don't rush me Alexis, I know what I'm doing." you joke, finishing off the eyeliner. He laughs again, gripping your waist slightly tighter as you lean over to grab the blush, holding you in place.

"We'll give you only a little bit, okay?" you say, dipping the makeup brush into a like pink powder. "I don't doubt you know what you're doing, so okay." You catch him glance at your lips when he says that, which makes your face tingle as a familiar red tint makes its way onto your face.

You apply the blush lightly to his cheek, hoping, praying, that this will be over soon. Alex's hands move slowly from your waist to your hips, and as you shift slightly in his lap, you swear you hear his breathing become slightly irregular for a split second. No doubt that was a reaction, to you. You. This was all so much, you dont know how you've made it this far without smashing your lips into his.

"Y/n." "Alex we'll get there in time I promise." He smiles, finding it funny you assumed he was going hurry you again. "No, not that, I just wanted to tell you you have nice lips." You pause for a second, your eyes slowly meeting his. "Thank...thank you." You say with a smile. If your acting was successful at not showing your awkwardness, then you deserved a golden globe because what the fuck was that stutter....

He was acting weird, why was he acting weird? "I'm almost done, don't worry." You say, breaking the awkward silence. "Take your time Y/n/n." he says a little soft. He was doing that voice, not the stream one, but the one where his voice got a little low and there was a slight deep rasp in his voice (please tell me you guys know what I'm talking about). You do the finishing touches, and lean back to admire your handiwork. He looked cute, cuter than usual. He definitely should try guyliner more.. "All done." You announce.

He removes his hands, allowing you to get up and grab the hand mirror. He looks at himself for a good while before looking up at you. "I look great. Thank you so much for the help y/n." He says, standing up and stretching. Maybe it won't be awkward if you just...

"Anytime Alex...." You hesitate before asking, "why did you...why did you say that? About my lips earlier?" He smiles slightly, moving closer to you. "It's true y'know...you have really pretty lips." He was now right in front of you, and though he was only one or two inches taller than you, he looked down at you, searching your eyes.

He reaches a hand to your faces, cupping your cheek before leaning down for a kiss. You were a bit surprised, but soon lean into the kiss, cupping his face in your hands as his slowly finds their way to your waist. He licks your bottom lip,, requesting entrance, and you grant it to him. With his tounge exploring every inch of your mouth, Alex takes this opportunity to let his hands do the same with your body. He pulls you back to the couch, not breaking this kiss once, and makes you straddle his lap once more.

SMUT BELOW !!!!

His hands slide under your shirt, the coldness of his hands making you shiver. "Fucking hell..." he whispers against your lips, "fuck...fuck y/n I..I need you." his voice low as he talks, your lips brushing against each other. You swallow deeply, no turning back now. "Then have me Alex." He hesitated, smirking at your answer before picking you up and laying you on the couch in one swift movement.

He kisses you again,, more wet and hungry this time while his hands move down, his fingers hooking your pants. Alex looks up at you, "Can I?" he asks, tugging slightly on your pants. You nod, consenting for him to go further. Pulling down your pants gently, you shift your legs and hips to help him as he begins to kiss your inner thigh, his hands moving back to hold you down by the waist.

A small moan escapes your lips as he kisses further, his lips next to your entrance. "You're so beautiful, you know that right?" He whispers against your inner thigh, pulling down your panties. You nod, shifting slightly. His grip on your hips tighten's slightly, as he looks up at you from in between your legs. "I'm going to make sure you know that." He places a soft kiss on your pussy, sucking on the clit ever so slighty.

Alex lifted himself on top of you, smashing his lips into yours once again. Your mind was racing, this is what you've been wanting. Not necessarily just sex, but for him to want, you as much as you did him, in more ways than one.

You broke the kiss pushing him away slightly, lifting off your shirt as he did the same, his chest was now gloriously exposed in front of you. He wasn't ultra fit, but he still looked amazing. Hishands move down, a tingling sensation fills your core as he grazes your skin softly, his thumb soon begins to play with your clit. You gasp, looking up at him as he smiles. "Does that feel good?" He asks softly, kissing your neck. "Fuck, yes... it does..." You say in between moans. The bulge in his pants begins to grow at the sound of your pleasure, and he leans into your neck, whispering against your ear. "I love your noises," he says, sticking a finger inside of you, "I love your body, I love you." He sticks a second finger inside you, curling them up slightly to hit your g-spot repeatedly.

"I...I love you...too." You pant out, arching your back upwards as you get close to finishing. "Fucking hell you do." he says before removing his fingers with a sudden swift movement, leaving you empty and aching for more. You look up at him, your eyes begging for him again, as you were oh so close.

"Hold on baby." he says, noticing your neediness as he undoes his pants. You don't even mind the name, it makes your heat throb more. You look down, his bulge way more apparent through his boxers, the sight of it fulfilling something in your mind, yet you don't know what. He leans back down, kissing you as he palms his member with one of his hands and unclips your bra with the other.

Slipping it off with ease, Alex hungrily smashes his lips into yours. He knew what he was doing, clearly, and as the kiss goes on, his lips move from your lips, to your neck, to your tits.

He sucks on one gently, biting it softly while holding the other in his hand as you let out breathless whimpers of pleasure. "I want to make you feel so fucking good." He whispers against your breast, your nipples hardening. His hand gently squeezing one, the other positioning his member at the entrance of your pussy.

"I'll go slow at first, okay?" he said, reassuring you. Not that he was big, but he was a little more than average. You nod, readying yourself for the feeling. You needed to feel him, your pussy already wet from the thought. He kissed your neck softly, slowly pushing in.

Fuck.

You haven't done this in a long time, so you forgot the feeling. Your body shudders as he oushes deeper inside of you, and he makes small noises against your neck. "Fuck, you're so tight," he whispers, "Are you okay?" You could feel every vein, every throb, it was a little painful, but it was like you were made to fit his dick. You nod, trying not to make too much noise. He notices this, and thrusts inside you, enticing a yelp out of you.

"Don't hold in your noises, please?" He breathes out against your neck as he begins to thrust slowly. He gets up, now hovering over you, and grabs your arms, pinning them above your head. He looked so hot like this, and you watched his face as he began to slowly thrust into you. Your face contorts slightly, as it was still a little painful, but you let out moans of pleasure. "Yea just like that baby..." He pants, marking your neck as he fucks you. Thinking back to all the times you played with yourself thinking about him, this was better than you had imagined.

"You're doing...so well." he praises between grunts. He looked into your eyes, which were still watching him, and you felt a knot grow in your stomach. "Alex im...i...close..." You say breathlessly, your eyes fluttering to stay open. He thrusts faster, leaning into your neck, "Cum for me baby, cum all over my dick."

Your walls tighten as he says that, sending you over the edge as finish, a state of euphoria washes over you, your mind now fully corrupted. Though when you come to, he continues to fuck you through your climax, your legs starting to shake as waves of pleasure continue to surge through your body. As you become overstimulated, you start to get louder, your eyes fluttering to stay open.

"Just a little more baby, I'm almost there." He says against your neck, his whimpers getting slightly louder, and his thrusts getting more sloppy. The sound of skin slapping against skin gets louder as he goes faster, relentlessly pounding your pussy. He gets up, drapinging your legs over his shoulders and letting your arms free, his thrusts getting more sloppy by the minute. After a little bit, he finally finishes, thrusting his hot, wet seed inside you, covering your walls.

Alex let's out a loud grunt, burying his face in your neck as you wrap your legs around him, your pussy tightening around his dick as he fills you up, his hot seed covering your insides. "Good...fucking girl." He releases your hands, letting his arms rest on both sides of you, his dick twitching slightly inside of you. As you both come down from your highs, breathlessly panting on each other, you cuddle him, your hands tangled in his hair as his arms are wrapped around you.

Then suddenly, he chuckles, before saying between pants, "I think...I think we're late to the...party."

(I didn't know how to end it </3)

[forslimslime]

Raveled Skeins of Silk

Charlie Slimecicle x Fem!Reader | N.SFW mdni, cunnilingus, vanilla PIV sex | ~1.3k words

Summary: It takes you and Charlie by surprise how much he loves your silk robe.

The silk felt cool on your skin. The robe was a cute souvenir from your friend's wedding years ago and was forgotten until you found it today in the back of your closet. The soft fabric flowed down to mid-thigh and the matching silk belt emphasized the curve of your waist. You're tidying up the kitchen for the night and putting away the clean dishes when you hear your boyfriend, Charlie, pad into the room.

"Hey, sweetheart. I'm almost done here," you say, storing the remaining glasses on one of the higher shelves. The robe rises up your thighs as you reach to put away the last one. You feel the weight of the glass leave your hand as Charlie grabs it from behind, reaches over you, and places it in its proper spot.

"Oh, thanks, hun." You try to turn and face him but find yourself trapped between the counter and Charlie's hips. You feel him place his palms on the outside of your thighs, caressing the fabric under his hands. His lips find the crook between your neck and your shoulder.

"This is new," he hums against your skin and scrunches the fabric before returning to the smooth touches. His hair is damp from the shower. It brushes against your cheek and leaves a trail of droplets. You inhale the woody scent of his shampoo. His hands continue to pet over the silk, migrating from your hips up to your waist and stomach.

"Found it today," you reply. "You like it?"

"Yeah," he murmurs into your shoulder. His hands start to wander in different directions. One hand continues up towards your chest and the other slinks its way down past the belt.

You suck in a gasp when he finally cups your tit, pawing at your chest over the silk. His other hand weaves through the fabric at your thighs and runs his fingers at your core.

Charlie breathes a laugh, "Not wearing anything under? Were you expecting this?" He continues to slide back and forth over your lips, spreading the slick. He places gentle kisses along the curve of your jaw.

Your breathing labors and you grip the edge of the kitchen counter. "It's all–ah–in the wash." You shift your hips in an attempt to reach your clit with his fingers but he stays on your outer lips.

Suddenly, his hands leave your core and you're flipped around to face him. The counter digs at your back. Charlie's pupils are blown and you see him rake his eyes over your body. The robe is no longer wrapped properly around you. One half fell to the side and he eagerly takes in the exposed parts of your body.

He ducks his head down and hungrily captures your lips with his own. You're both breathing heavily as he dominates the kiss. Your hands move to cup his jaw and push your hips up to meet his. You can feel his thick cock pushing against his flannel pajama pants. Charlie grips the backs of your thighs and swiftly lifts you atop the counter all while never breaking the kiss. You snake your hand between your bodies and palm him through his pants. He moans into your mouth and bucks into your hand.

He unties the belt, opening the robe fully. You begin to shrug off the robe when he stops you. "Don't," Charlie mumbles against your lips, "Keep it on." He kisses you deeply once again then drags his lips to your neck. He continues kissing down to your collarbone and over your tits, before kneeling on the kitchen floor.

He palms at the silk fabric over your thighs and pushes them apart. You stare down at him, your chest heaving.

"God, you're so beautiful," he praises. He runs a finger through the wetness and brushes against your clit making you mewl. "My beautiful girl."

He hooks your legs, one in each arm, and pulls you closer to the edge of the countertop. You feel his warm breath against your heat.

"Please, Charlie," you whine. His eyes soften and he closes the gap between you and his mouth. He laps at your cunt, drinking in your moans. Your fingers thread through his hair and you tighten your thighs around his head. He slips a finger in you then a second one and you feel the pressure building in your core.

"Fuck. I'm close, baby."

Charlie hums against your cunt and you feel white heat envelope you as you cum. Your thighs quiver against Charlie's grip and you push against his head. Despite your high-pitched whines, he doesn't relent and you shake from the overstimulation. After a few more seconds, he parts from your lips. His chest is heaving and his jaw is soaked in a mixture of his spit and your juices. He rises and kisses you. You taste yourself on his tongue.

"You're so good for me," he whispers and you blush from the praise. You hastily untie his pajama pants and he whisks his shirt off. He wraps his arms around you and lifts you from the counter to stand on the floor. You begin to drop to your knees but he stops you. He flips you back around to face the counter and pushes you down until you're bent over. Your nipples harden against the cool granite.

"'M already close," he says, "need to be in you."

The silk robe drapes over you. Charlie gathers the fabric from your thighs and bunches it at your back to reveal your ass. You arch back into his touch. He keeps his grip on the fabric as he holds his cock to your pussy, rubbing his tip against your swollen clit. A spark of pleasure runs down your spine and you moan.

Charlie aligns himself with you and slowly pushes in, emitting deep grunts with every inch. The pressure against your walls is satisfying and you clench around him which draws out another moan from the man.

Once fully in, he pauses and you can hear his deep breaths. He releases his grip on the robe and smooths the fabric over your back. "You feel so soft," he says and thrusts up into you. He builds a slow pace at first and grips your hips as he moves in and out.

"I don't think I could get anything done if you keep wearing this around the house, sweetheart." His hips start moving faster. "All I'd ever wanna do is touch you." He smooths his hands up your back, sliding over the silk down your arms and intertwines his fingers in yours.

Your eyes roll back and your body rocks rhythmically against the counter with his thrusts. "That's all I want, baby," you whimper, "Jus' want you to touch me."

He grips your jaw and turns your head into a deep kiss. You moan into each other's mouths as he snakes a hand back down to your cunt. He swirls at your bud a few times and you're cumming again, convulsing around his cock.

"God, you're so fucking tight," he grunts out. His hips slam into you a few more times then jerks a final thrust into you. His grip on your hips is unforgiving and he attempts to drive deeper into you as he paints your walls with his cum. He stays in you for a few beats. Both of you are panting, relishing the wave of tiredness that washes over your bodies.

You clench around him and he jerks. He pulls out slowly and leans back to watch his seed drip out of your pussy. Charlie releases his grip on your hips and your legs quiver under you.

He scoops you up bridal style, heads to the living room, and lays you on the couch. He settles in next to you, nestling you between his body and the cushions. He lays an arm over your waist, his hand on the small of your back caressing the silk fabric.

"I take it that you really like the robe," you tease, pressing a quick kiss to his nose.

He chuckles, "Maybe a little too much. Might be detrimental to my health."

You giggle as Charlie kisses your jaw. He eyes the silk robe and toys with the end of the belt.

"I'm gonna buy you twenty more."

A/N: Wooo thank you for reading! Long time smut reader (like, 12 years jfc) finally writes her first piece of smut :D

Feel free to req anything Charlie Slimecicle or JSchlatt <3

[tay-00]

OMGGGGG CHARLIE IN THIS EPISODE 😫😫😫😫😫 I LOVE THAT MAN

[reddsl1mer]

hes jerked off in front of a mirror AT LEAST once

[anotherfcknschlattsimp]

Kinktober Day 2

one bed trope

let's go

schlatt

jokes about taking the bed and you taking the couch, but overall wants to share the bed “for comfort’s sake toots”

very upset about it (or so you think)

tries to stay a respectful distance from you

dreams about you nonstop in more and more lewd ways. wakes up in the middle of the night with a b o n e r i tell you what

he had to fix that shit NEOW 

hopes you wont wake up while he’s desecrating the close friendship you two have built on trust

aka, jerking off next to his crush and best friend while in bed with them after dreaming about fucking them

gets VERY scared and insecure when you wake up and catch him, ready to flee

ted (im realizing i am not a ted writer)

offers to take the couch

you say you’d rather have him lay with you than sit in the cuck chair all night, his spine would be ruined and mess up his attitude for the next day of shooting

doesn’t take all that much convincing 

offers his arm for you to cuddle him if you wanted

also one to dream of you while trying not to think about how close and warm and pretty much perfect you are, pressed right up to his side

you wake up in the morning with ted spooning you and with something uncomfortably poking your ass

ted doesnt seem to be awake yet so you test a theory by rubbing yourself against him

he moans out your name among choruses of swears as he finally cums his pants

you can feel the wet patch but dont want to clean up before he wakes and has to deal with the fact that he did that

read: fuck you how he did in his dream

charlie

insists on taking the couch

i mean INSISTS

you have to drag him to the bed

you dont give him a chance at distancing from you, pulling him into a cuddling position

“cuddle me char-char” you say in an overly innocent tone

he finally sinks into the embrace and rests his eyes for the night, still nervous about what might happen

he’s had naughty dreams about you before and just prayed that it wouldnt happen tonight

you wake up and notice your hand drifted south to charlie’s hard cock

when you realize, you give a couple experimental strokes which were greeted by him humping your hand and his pretty little whimpers 

you make a hard decision (to wake him up to you sucking him off or you riding him)

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[blvccl]

the way i just started jorking it

[pupslimes]

don't let me in with no intention to keep me...

what if i wrote porn? i asked, and then proceeded to write 2k words of foreplay instead. whatever i will eventually add onto this. everyone say yay if you like mutual masturbation because hi. it is another weakness of mine. also my beta told me they read all rpf slime in edward twilights voice so. coping with that. also also reader is afab but i kinda wanna make them a trans guy because reasons

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A hand drags you into the house by your wrist, grip tight and warm. You kick the door closed behind you, and not thirty seconds later Charlie has your back against it and his mouth to yours. The grip on your wrist doesn’t soften, instead, it tugs insistently until your arm floats above your head, and he pins it to the door above you, grip tightening almost imperceptibly. A small whine tumbles into your mouth as he runs his tongue along your bottom lip, begging you. Another sigh escapes him as you open your mouth, and you swallow it while you meet his tongue with yours, pressing gently into his mouth. The heat is practically radiating off of him, and the grip on your wrist gets more insistent, as you let him explore your mouth until you absolutely have to breathe. “Char…” you gasp out, sucking in air, the stars that gathered in the edges of your vision slowly dissapating.

He’s in front of you, eyes wide and lips glistening, chest heaving like yours, but still looking like he’s barely stopping himself from diving back in. “Yeah…” he whispers. He stares at you reverently, almost uncomfortably, but you cant find it in yourself to feel anything but excitement.

You grin slightly. “Come back here. Please,”

Charlie chuckles. “Planning on it,” he grins as he dives back in, slamming his mouth onto yours. As cool as he was acting you could feel his body almost trembling with need for you. It was your fourth date, and he’d played the gentleman for weeks now, barely kissing your cheek as a goodbye when he dropped you off at your door each time. When you’d expressed concern before leaving the car at the end of this date, wondering if he liked you or not, he raked a hand through his hair. “That isn’t it. I like you. A lot,”

“Then what is it?”

“I think I like you too much. Like if I touched you I wouldn’t be able to stop.”

You worried your bottom lip between your teeth, not sure whether or not to believe him, and the movement caught Charlie’s eye. He groaned, dropping his head into his hands briefly. “You’re too pretty. I’m trying very hard to be respectful right now, and you’re making it very difficult.”

You made a split second decision, and leaned forward over the center console of the car. “Char,” His breath caught in his throat lightly. “I want you to kiss me. Please,” Charlie’s mouth opened slightly, and he seemed to struggle for words. “Don’t you want to?” you pouted lightly. You knew you were teasing him, but you couldn’t help yourself. You’d been waiting for this man to kiss you for weeks at this point, and you were tired of waiting.

His eyebrows furrowed softly, slight worry evident in his eyes. “Well, obviously. But..” You cut him off, leaning in further and pressing your mouth to his gently. When nothing happened, you started to draw away, but he followed you over, chasing your mouth with his, hands tangling into your hair almost desperately. He pulled you back into him, mouth clumsily latching onto yours again. “Fuck,” was muttered against your mouth as he bit down on the same spot that was just between your teeth. He jolted at your whimper, groaning softly. A glance down confirmed he was already growing in his pants. His cheeks flushed slightly at your gaze. “I told you,” he groaned. “You have no idea what you do to me,”

Not pulling away too far, you gently whispered, “Want to come in?” He leaned in as your breath ghosted over his face.

And that’s how you found yourself now, pressed against your front door, one of Charlie’s hands pinning your wrist and the other on your waist, softly bucking his hips as his mouth trailed hot kisses down your neck. He gnaws at you like a starving man, leaving marks that would surely need to be covered up tomorrow, only seeming to double down each time a noise slipped past your lips.

“Char…ah, baby…” you managed to get out, and he looked to you, eyes hazy. You start working off your shoes. “Couch, right now, please,” He nods, releasing your arm as he toes off his own shoes and bolted down the hall, running like he knew where he was going. You hear him slide to a stop at the end, socked feet rustling against carpet as he spun in a circle, wondering with way to go. Sense of decorum lost, you drop your keys on the wood floor, making note to apologize to your cat later before racing after him. As you round the corner, his arms envelop you again, nose pressed into the crook of your neck.

“Fuck, baby. Do you know how long I’ve been wanting to do this?”

“Two months?” you wager a guess, calculating time since your first date.

“Make that three,” It had taken a month for you both to have been in town at the same time after you matched. It turns out getting on dating apps during the holidays to prove to your parents you actually were talking to people didn’t turn out well when you actually wanted to talk to the people. You thank your lucky stars Charlie had held out for you, even if now you knew why.

“So fucking pretty,” he murmurs into your neck, the vibrations sending a shiver down your spine. “Perfect. Wanted to fuck you so bad,” A whimper escapes your lips. “You like that, baby? Like when I tell you how much I wanna fuck you?” A tongue up your exposed collarbone. “Come sit in my lap, sweetheart,” Teeth against the spot where your neck and shoulder met. “You can feel how much I want it,” A kiss on a particularly dark mark on your neck.

You turn the two of you in the direction of the living room, and he takes charge again. You’re suddenly thankful he leads you to the couch and guides you into his lap, legs straddling each side of him. You didn’t think that at this point, you could have done it yourself, knees too weak and legs too shaky at Charlie’s words to get there yourself. “Good baby,” he crooned gently as you settle, and your head falls to his shoulder as you whine again. He chuckled softly. “You sound so pretty when you get all flustered. And it’s so easy yo do it too…I don’t think you’d survive half the things I’ve thought about you,” You shake your head, keeping your face in his shoulder so he can’t see your cheeks warming further. He leans down, and you feel his tongue graze the shell of your ear. “I’m going to tell you all of them anyways,” Your hips buck slightly into his, seeking friction, and you feeel him smile against your skin. “Come back up here and kiss me again,” he murmurd, and obviously you oblige, mouth meeting his. As the kiss grew more and more heated, his hand slips under your shirt, palming gently at your chest.

“Oh, fuck,” you break away, arching into his touch. “Please don’t stop,”

“I can’t,” he breathes, reverently, and slides a second hand onto your skin, rucking up your shirt. “Off. Please. You look so pretty in it but I need it off,” You’d worn his favorite color tonight, hoping he’d notice, and maybe finally have the guts to kiss you this time. You can’t help flushing at the memory now.

You reach down to quickly tug it over your head, hoping the brief cover would hide your burning cheeks. You didn’t need to worry. Before you even had it all the way off, Charlie is mouthing at your chest, sucking hickeys into your tits, spreading his hands over them and tugging at your nipples. “You’re so gorgeous…” he mutters under his breath. You curl fingers into his hair and guid him to where you wanted him, which he was happy to oblige. Red, angry marks smatter across your skin as you gently rock back and forth in his lap, his mouth making its way over you again and again, groans reverberating on your skin occasionaly. There would be no way to hide what had happened tomorrow, as he was incredibly through in his work, making his way up your neck once more, peppering kisses behind your ear when you yelped particularly loudly as he grazed the spot with his mouth. Eventually, feeling rather exposed, your hands drift to the hem of his shirt, and he smoothly tugs it off over his head without missing a beat. Fuck. That was hot. Why was that so hot? You push him back at the shoulders, trying to admire him, but he whineds and turns redder the longer you stare, mouth agape at his toned body. His hair is tousled gently now, sticking up in even wilder directions than it was before you made your way inside.

“Fuck. You’re hot,” Your thoughts echo into the room this time.

“Speak for yourself. Can I please keep touching you?” He strains against your hold. You felt his arm muscles flexing, noting just how easily he could break free from you, and noting the fact that he chose not to, before you nod. You settle for running your hands down his sides as he attacked your chest again, admiring his body through feel alone, digging your nails in whenever a particular spot had you writhing in his lap.

He glances up at you several minutes later, eyes slightly widened, cheeks flushed, panting. “Can you… nghh. Can you touch me? Please?” He guides your hand down, and you feel his pulse in his dick. His head falls into your shoulder as you gently palm it, experimenting with a soft squeeze.

You gulp. “I’ve.. I’ve never…” His head raises from your shoulder and cocks to the side, eyes meeting yours. “I don’t know how to make you feel good. I’ve never touched a cock,” As embarassed as you are, breaking eye contact felt wrong, so you maintain his gaze as you admit to him why you’re so visibly nervous now.

A lazy smile spread across his face. “Can I show you?”

[squinch-depraved]

p! link masterlist ✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜

!!! submissions are open if you have a link you'd like to share !!!

꒰ thank you to everyone who sent stuff for this, i hope to continue adding to it !! ꒱

✦jschlatt:

the one that started it all

sitting on his lap

short but sweet

i could totally see him waking you up like this

he would absolutely film this you can't convince me otherwise

unpaid intern schlatt 1

unpaid intern schlatt 2

vid for this fic

✦ted nivison

him holding you in his lap and playing with you

making him eat you out while you read

just kinda grabbing him

bathroom sex

ted and his stupid little apple watch

✦charlie slimecicle

lazy sex with charlie

slow and romantic

pounding up into you from behind

you cannot tell me he wouldn't be into this

teasing you

jerking him off like this>>>

✦cooper cscoop

this is so cooper coded icl

this is also very cooper coded

buzzcut! cooper coded

this is so fuckin perfect omg

everything about this !!!

✦hasan piker/hasanabi

bulge thread !!

[opalcicle]

Imagine riding Charlie in his car though

Oh bb that's foreshadowing. >:3

Charlie Slimecicle car sex headcanons?

He cannot physically hold you close enough.

You bonk your fucking head and he can't stop apologizing.

He insists on changing the song more than once.

Won't say no to a little road head but feels very unsafe and pulls over immediately.

Bouncing on his lap and he makes a bad joke, you have to kiss him to shut him up

Fucks you too hard, doggy style in the backseat, and that's how you bonk your head

You just want him to stop saying sorry and continue ffs

Draws hearts in the foggy windows when you're cuddling

[mikasaackerman728]

help, the titty jiggle 😭😭😭

[junediesintheend]

slimecicle nsfw headcannons pls

Hopefully you like these!

->

Slimecicle nsfw dating headcannons!

nsfw, headcannons, use of his real name, kinky, f!reader

He's a switch definitely, but LOVES when you take control

when he is doming, he'll spew out so many praises

"That's...that's it..that's a good girl."

He whimpers no matter if he's subing or not.

BOOBS MAN BOOBS MAN BOOBS MAN

flat or big chested he will worship your chest.

big boob's? boob job. small/no boob's? he insists on cumming on them.

you guys definitely have noisy sex

he'll crack a joke or two during it

"how's the weather up there?" he asks while your riding. "Great Charlie, how's it down there?"

touchy asf.

his hands will roam your body as he eats you out.

speaking of eating you out, he loves giving than receiving.

looking up at your overstimulated face, as he continues to lick your cunt, making you cum for the third time >>>>>

under the desk head though....

is it bad to say he'd be SOOO into having sex while you're in a cosplay?

he loves missionary. no doubt.

wasn't open to the idea of recording you guys, but after trying it once he insists on recording one before he goes traveling so he has something to watch.

AND speaking of traveling.

talking him through it on the phone definitely.

weirdest place you've had sex? in quackitys office.

everyone was out in most rooms, and charlie couldn't take it since you are just so fine.

you both excuse yourselves to the bathroom (not suspicious I know)

except you did have to go

after you're done, you're walking past quackitys office and someone pulls you in.

of course it's charlie.

one thing led to another.

now kinks wise...

bondage, sometimes roleplay

he likes when you restrict him and overstimulate him...

and he'll do the same to you

HE IS BIG ON AFTERCARE

you guys eat together or just cuddle while whispering sweet nothings.

[heaurtbeatings]

GIVE IN TO HIM

Charlie loves it when you give in to him.. Or, porn with no plot with the cutest guy..

342 WORDS - FEM! READER - SMUT, HINTS OF CNC

AUTHOR NOTES & MORE . .

minors do not interact. i’m not responsible for your media consumption! ( ★ ) this is a loot shorter ‘n tamer than i initially imagined but it is written. most likely going to rewrite this in the future when i actually remember how to write sex.. scratches head

Charlie, who has his hands traveling down your shirt, his breath hot on your neck as he speaks to you in such a condescending tone, his face in the crook of your neck as he does so.

“Not gonna make a sound, yeah? Gonna be so.. so good...”

Charlie, who slips his fingers under the waistband of your jeans, groping you through your panties as if you were a toy — palming the fat of your pussy. He watches you as you wince at the sting of him pushing his fingers in you, cooing at you while giving you a second of mercy before messing with your spongy walls with the tips of his middle and index fingers.

“You’re such an angel.. such a sweet girl, taking this so well.”

His voice is harsh, while the words he uses reminds you of how much he cares about you; how what he’s doing is for your own good. He knows you love it when he forces you to give in to him.

Charlie, who won’t hesitate to remind you that he is oh so much stronger than you and that he won’t stop until you give him what he wants. He wraps his arm around your neck, placing you in a headlock, kissing you roughly — his spit making a mess on your face.

Charlie, who mocks you when you tell him you can’t cum again. Charlie, who doesn’t care what your body says because right now he’s in charge, right now your body listens to him only.

“Can’t cum on my fingers no more? Maybe if I put my dick in you, d’ya think you’ll be able to gimme what I want, huh? What d’you say, gonna cum on my cock?”

Charlie, who fucks you with no remorse. He grabs a handful of your hair from the crown of your head and pulls you up gently, sloppily kissing you with care that is the complete opposite of the pace of his hips, slamming into you over and over until you’re practically sobbing from overstimulation.

[bio-hazard]

Charlie's original Classrooms video makes my head spin and i had to write about it. i dont know how to do these intros help

smut !!! minors dni !!

~2k words, gn!reader, i made up backrooms to fit my needs i was Not looking up actual levels for this im sorry

warnings: dubcon (it's not unwanted but there's no verbal consent), face fucking, charlie's a bit of a freak but he's been isolated in the backrooms for god knows how long he's earned it

A dare. It was supposed to be a dare. Go into the creepy abandoned school, take photo evidence of you being there, and leave.

Except this had to be the worst dare in the history of dares, because now you were wandering for what felt like days through these strange and dangerous levels just trying to get out and go home. You weren’t hungry or thirsty, and aside from the horrific feeling that thought gave you, it wasn’t so bad. If anything it was convenient with how often you had to be running or hiding.

Slowly you had noticed patterns across all the layers that didn’t seem to add up. Slightly crumpled papers, scuffs, missing dust and discarded batteries. Someone else was here, and hopefully they were human. More importantly: Hopefully they were friendly.

The slight reprieve of the elevator didn’t last as long as you would’ve hoped, the ding signalling the start of another rat race. You stepped out and took a deep breath as the grey lined walls seemed to stretch on, thinning out as they went. At least this one wasn’t wet. It was cold and narrow and the thought of what naturally dwelled in such a space made your skin crawl. As you walked, being sure to stay as quick and quiet as possible, you saw something out of the corner of your eye cross at an intersection in the labyrinthian halls. Surely a glimpse of what horrors could kill you here wouldn’t.. well. It might kill you. But what did you really have to lose? Every time you thought you were surely dead, you woke up back in the elevator.

You followed after it as silent as possible, peeking around corners until you saw him. A person. An actual person who didn’t have strange features or some bloodthirsty intent present in his body language. If this was a trap, then damn you for falling for it but the chance at companionship was too good to lose.

He was looking in his bag and muttering, leaning against the wall as he knocked old batteries out of his camcorder and popped new ones back in. Then he looked up. His face shifted quickly from confusion to horror, and before you could react he sprinted off in the opposite direction.

“Wait!!” You shouted after him, trying not to trip or ram into any of the short stops and tight corners of the level. Every turn you could see less and less of him until something else caught both of your attention.

Skittering along the roof. You hadn’t paid attention to the roof since it seemed so far away but now you realized your shout had probably alerted whatever was on this level to your location, and the running didn’t help.

The other person seemed to know where they were going as they picked up the speed, and as you chased him you noticed the hall begin to widen out again, before the elevator door finally came into view. He dove in and hit the button before staring at you and seemingly deciding something. As the skittering grew louder and you got closer to the elevator, he grabbed you by the shirt and yanked you in.

The doors hesitated to close just enough to give you a full view of the centipede-like creature that lunged out of the ceiling.

"What the fuck."

You wondered if you had said it out loud before you realized it wasn’t your voice. It was his. You finally remembered you were alive and stood up straight, feeling hope for once since you wound up here.

“Oh my god!” You gasped, raising your hands. “I-! I’m so sorry if I scared you I just- I thought I would be alone here forever!”

He studied your face, then let his eyes trail down you. You were soaked and scraped and your clothes were worn and torn from what felt like countless deaths, but he deemed you safe enough to actually accept.

“You’re an actual human being.” He breathed, then a small laugh escaped, before turning into something manic and a little intimidating. You flinched a little and laughed along awkwardly. “You’re a fucking person! You’re an actual person!! Human flesh! I never thought I’d see it again! It’s been- God, fucking months?? I don’t know-“

Your heart broke for him and you quickly hugged him, his words dying in his throat with a pathetic whine. You stayed like that for a few minutes as he slumped against you.

“You can hug me back. This is.. Terrifying. And-“ You couldn’t finish your thought before he was wrapping his arms around you and spinning you around, practically crushing you. His face found a spot somewhere between your chest and neck that made you shiver while his fingers edged their way under your shirt. “Um-“

“Right-! Fuck, it’s been so long I almost forgot my manners!” He pulled his face away with a nervous, almost delirious chuckle, but kept his arms tightly around your waist. “I’m Charlie.”

You laughed in a polite but nervous manner before introducing yourself as well.

“I never thought I’d get to see people again.. You smell so good..” His voice was a little more than a soft whine, you almost didn’t hear him.

“Pardon..?” You squirmed in his grasp a little but it only seemed to make his grip tighten.

“Your skin is so soft.. You’re so..” He pressed his mouth to your skin as you tried to squirm away more. “Please.. Please, I need this..”

Before you could even comprehend his words, you felt him press tighter against you, like he had entirely forgotten you were a person. “It’s been so long and- and you’re just.. so soft..” He breathed against your skin as if trying to taste it without being too forward.

“Charlie- Uhm-“ You didn’t know what to say. Sure it had been a while but you had just met the guy.

He seemed to have a moment of sanity as he stopped and pulled away, flushed red.

“I- Ah-..” His voice trailed off into a whine as his thighs shifted. You could tell he was genuinely ashamed though. “Sorry.”

It wasn't like you could fault the guy. He seemed like he'd been here much longer than you had, and... Well. Even while being all roughed up from the horrific world you found yourself in, you couldn't deny you weren't a little flattered, as strange as it felt to admit that. How long had it been..?

“It’s- Fine, really. I could get how you’d get overwhelmed with suddenly seeing another person.” You felt uneasy with the way he stared at you, almost hungry. You started to find yourself hoping he also didn’t feel hunger, but figured this wasn’t the time to ask.

The elevator dinged again and you both turned to face what looked like the front entrance to a domestic house. It looked dusty and abandoned and the lights were out aside from some unseen windows letting in an eerie ambient blue lighting.

“Have you been to any of these levels before?” You whispered to him as you made sure there was nothing immediately in front of you.

“Uh- No. I haven’t seen the exact same level twice..” He whispered back as he grabbed your hand and pulled you along.

The level itself was mostly empty and creepy with the only threat being a slow moving ghostly figure that would survey the house. Neither of you two wanted to find out what happened if it were to see you, and covering yourself in sheets or otherwise staying out of the direct line of sight seemed to work.

You two were discussing where to go next when you realized the heavy shuffling was right around the corner. With no sheets to hide under, you opted to shove Charlie into the nearest doorway and hope for the best. It happened to be a small closet just barely big enough for both of you to fit in, pressed chest to chest. The boxes in the closet seemed to shove Charlie onto you as you slammed the door shut, catching the attention of the creature outside. With your hands pinned to the door behind you when you slammed it shut, Charlie was pressed into you by the unstable boxes with no way to

The hiding spot would’ve been just fine if he hadn’t tried to shove the boxes back, only to slice his hand on the cardboard.

“Ow, Shit-!” He hissed, scrunching his face up in the minimal lighting. “What the h-“

“Shh!” You stared at him, bewildered. It occurred to you that he hadn’t realized it was right outside but you didn’t know how to communicate that without unnecessarily speaking yourself.

“I cut myself on cardboard!” He whispered at you, upset. You had to stop him from talking but you couldn’t cover his mouth. “How the hell do you cut yourself on cardboard— mmpf-!”

His eyes widened as you smashed your lips into his, praying he took the hint to shut up. The creature outside seemed to shift after a while, losing interest. You couldn’t get caught now. As Charlie pulled away, you let out a low whine that seemed to make his resolve disappear right then and there. You could swear you tasted the desperation on his tongue as he kissed you, pressing you into the door like his life depended on it.

By the time you two pulled away to breathe, the creature had already left and probably been gone for a while. Charlie reached around you and quickly pulled the both of you out of the closet, tugging you down the hall as the boxes clattered down behind him.

Running into a bedroom he closed the door and found a chair to pry it shut. He placed his camera on an antique looking dresser then turned to you with a pleading, conflicted face.

“Charlie?-“

He walked up to you, keeping up with every step you took back. Charlie’s hands raised to your jaw and held it, eyes softening as he took in your face.

“We have to work together to get out of here, but before we can start that you need to just do one thing for me..” His voice was soft and warm, and you felt yourself flustered a little as he spoke.

“Okay..?”

His hands slid to your shoulders, quickly buckling your weight until you fell to your knees in front of him.

“Let me have this," Charlie breathed, undoing his pants. He was already hard, you could tell as much in the closet, but having him move this suddenly took you off guard.

There was a moment between you two as you swallowed and realized what he was asking for. He watched as you made no move to pull away or fight, not an ounce of resistance in your eyes. A slight smile curled onto his face.

“Charlie, is this really?—" Your question was cut off as Charlie wasted no time in forcing himself into your mouth, looking utterly intoxicated by the view.

“Please- Please just let me have this, I’ll do anything you want too I just can’t keep going without this.. God you’re so good..” He whined, petting your hair. The man at least took the time to let you adjust rather than making you choke right away. “So good for me..”

You really had to consider your options here. Sure there was plenty of horrors outside the door, ready to kill you and here he was, fucking your face while not caring if this was the time or place. But he’s also attractive, competent and actually seems to care about getting the both of you out, and … Fuck. You found this hot. You never told him to stop and honestly the thought to do so hadn't even crossed your mind. Surely that was something to figure out another time, when you were home and not in some other plane of reality on your knees, staring up at the disheveled man fucking your mouth and staring at you like you hung the moon.

The second you heard Charlie's breath pick up and you clued in that he was close, he ran his fingers through your hair and gripped it tightly, beginning to fuck your throat faster. The gasps and moans made the tears and inevitable sore throat worth it, at least.

His voice cracked as he came, holding himself as deep in your throat as he could. You didn’t have a choice but to swallow, coughing as he pulled back and caught his breath, tidying himself up. Charlie crouched down immediately after and checked you over, wiping your chin of any liquids that had dripped from your mouth.

“You look.. Wrecked.” Part of him sounded aroused while the other sounded horrified, not sure how he should feel about what he had done to you. “I’m so sorry, I really-“

You cut him off by grabbing his shirt and pulling him into a kiss, despite a till trying to catch your breath.

“It’s okay.” You smiled at him, watching his face screw up at the taste of his own cum. “I promise.”

“Did I really make you swallow that?? Jesus Christ..” He stared at you, a little concerned. You just laughed at him, wiping your lips.

After he considered that, he took his bag out and immediately handed you some water he had been holding onto.

“I’m not thirsty, you don’t need to-“

“I don’t have much else to take care of you with..” Charlie frowned, tilting his head.

You stared at him for a moment, before smiling softly.

“How about we just get out of here, then worry about aftercare? It'll be welcomed after... Everything."

That seemed to satiate him as he put his items away and stood, helping you stand up. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head and squeezed your hand.

“I will, I promise. I’ll take care of you until we get out of here, and for every moment after until you’re safe.”

There was a distant bang.

“Let’s uh.. Let’s worry about getting to the next safe moment right now, though.”

“Good idea.”