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taintandviolent · 2 months

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Something 'bout Her ; Jimmy Darling x Reader

summary: Jimmy Darling has fallen hard for the new lemonade stand girl (reader). She consumes his every thought, and one summer day, he decides to invite her on a picnic date. Little does he know, she's had a thing for him, too.

word count & w a r n i n g s: 2.4K | female reader, smut, use of pet names (mainly baby since I overuse that in Jimmy Darling fics), no use of y/n, some light fingering, grinding, and good ol' fashioned fucking (p in v).

a/n: a quick little somethin' somethin' - requested by @am3ricanh0rrorwh0re! divider by @/strangergraphics!!

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There was something about her.

Something that had wound Jimmy up so tight; his heart gave a squeeze every time he saw her. He knew he was in too deep, too deep for a gal that he’d have to leave in a few months, but there was just something about her.

But before he’d gotten himself in trouble… he’d met her. It was Elsa’s fault, if anything. The Freakshow had gained popularity, a moving, breathing machine that was ever-changing. One of the most recent additions was that they now needed to provide refreshments for the patrons. With that, came the need for employment – and Elsa, of course, had only hired the prettiest girl to run the lemonade stand. It was good for business, she said. And, it turned out, it was. People flocked to her during their open hours.

She was everything Jimmy dreamt about when he laid his head against his pillow; from the way she moved, to the light, breathy sound of her laugh, she was a gem. A diamond. One that twinkled so bright, it had blinded him. So, really, could anyone blame him when he decided to lay the flirt on nice and heavy one summer day?

“Hey there,” he said.

“Well, hi,” you replied, a slight lilt in your voice. You leaned forward on the podium, resting your elbows on the painted wood.

Jimmy grinned a lopsided smile and leaned against the edge of the stand.

“What can I getcha’?” You asked, innocently. His heart thudded in his chest. There she went again, just living and driving him crazy.

“Well,” he started, scratching the side of his face with a conjoined digit. That was another thing, he didn’t have to hide himself around her; she accepted each member of the troupe with open arms, treated them as if they were normal. She was kinder to him, to everyone, than most girls ever were. “I’d like a lemonade… but most of all, I just came to talk to you, baby.”

You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks flush at the mention of baby, your heart fluttering desperately in your chest. Every interaction you’d had with Jimmy Darling had been viewed through rose-tinted glasses. You were enamoured with him and his undeniable charm. You licked your bottom lip and leaned back a little, questioning his response. “Talk to me? About what? Lemonade?”

“No…” He trailed off, looking into your eyes.

Thud-thud. Your heart skipped another beat and you had to fight to control your breathing.

“Then– then, what?”

“What’re you doin’ tomorrow… before the show?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Nothing, I suppose.”

Jimmy swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. He had to just come out and say it, it was now or never. He’d mustered up the courage and if he waited any longer, he’d lose it. “Wanna’ have a picnic?”

You clasped your hands together, your eyes glittering with excitement. “Who is going to be there? I can bring cherries… I just bought some from the mark–”

“No, baby. I mean, you can bring the cherries, but nobody’s comin’. Just you n’ me.”

“Just you and me…” You repeated, trailing off. “Jimmy Darling, are you asking me out on a date?”

“What if I was?”

“Well, I suppose I’d have to say yes.”

“Yeah? You would?”

“Yeah… I would.” You leaned forward on the podium again, your eyes flicking towards the empty field. A few cars were pulling in, arriving early for the show. “I’d love to.”

So, Jimmy had performed that night with an unusual energy in his step. Eve noticed. Paul noticed. Elsa noticed, but didn’t care enough to speculate why. Performers… a fickle bunch. He’d spotted you in the audience, at your usual spot at the entrance, with your arms crossed over your chest. He’d winked, and you’d blushed.

The next morning, Jimmy was up early. No earlier than he usually was; Ethel was a hard worker, and was usually up with the first birds and Jimmy had inherited that habit from her. Today however, he had a reason. He’d showered, and was in the kitchen tent, making chicken salad sandwiches before the sun had even started to warm the tent.

At around 9:30, he’d knocked on your trailer door. You, too, had already been up, your nerves making it impossible to sleep past 7:00. By 9:00, you’d done your hair and makeup, and sat on the edge of your bed, picking at your manicure. The bowl of cherries sat on your small table, along with a few Cherry-A-Let’s, as a treat for afterwards. You’d made an extra pitcher of lemonade the night before and stored it in your trailer. So when Jimmy’s big knuckles rapped on the door, you bolted towards it, smiling wide.

“Hi Jimmy,” you cooed, dreamily.

“Hi, baby…” He had a folded, checkered tablecloth tucked under his toned bicep, and his hand was wrapped around the handle of a basket full of sandwiches. There it was again – baby. He had a real habit of making your heart go berserk underneath your rib cage, causing it to hammer against the bones like it was trying to escape.

The walk was a short one, but the summer heat still coated you in a thin layer of sweat as you walked, carrying the pitcher in your arms. The ice had long since melted, but you hoped it would still be refreshing. The field was surrounded by long, slender trees, and up ahead, you saw another clearing. It was smaller, and a large Willow tree provided some shade. Once you were upon it, Jimmy dropped the basket, shook out the table cloth and laid it on the ground.

“Sit.” He demanded, walking you towards the fabric. You set the lemonade pitcher down next to the tablecloth and sat, smoothing your dress out as you did. Jimmy made quick work of laying out all the food, and got you and himself a sandwich from the basket. He pulled a radio from the basket and set it down, using his thumb to twist the knob until a clear station came in. Music floated on the warm air, and you began tapping your toe against nothing in time with the beat.

“You take all the girls up here, I bet…” You took a bite of a sandwich and set it carefully on the tablecloth.

He cleared his throat, readjusting his position. “Would ya’ believe me if I said I didn’t?”

“I don’t know. I see the way you look at all the pretty girls in the audience, Jimmy. I’m no fool.”

“Yeah, well… none of ‘em even hold a candle to you. And I mean it, this is uh… where I come to clear my head. Only Eve knows about it. She found me up here once.”

Your gaze softened at his confession. Whether or not it was true, the sincerity in his voice had you believing every word. You reached for a cherry, before popping it in your mouth. Your teeth punctured the flesh and the sweet juices flooded your mouth.

“Lemme’ have some of that sweet lemonade you made, would ya’?”

You reached for the pitcher and looked around, a disappointed expression muddling your features. Jimmy furrowed his brow, wanting to know what had upset you.

“Oh…” you said sadly. “I forgot to bring glasses… how foolish of me!” All that prep, and you had no way to drink the lemonade. Suddenly, a lewd idea popped into your head. Your cheeks and neck immediately flushed, and your hand came up to your chest, where you pressed it softly. No… I couldn’t…. But I could.

“Jimmy,” you started. “I could pour some in your mouth… I’ve got real good aim, I promise.”

Jimmy’s dark eyes widened and he swallowed, cocking his head to the side. “You wanna’... uh… alright.”

You brightened up at his acceptance and got to your feet, bringing the pitcher with you. He didn’t have to know – but he did – that this was also selfish, because the idea of pouring lemonade into Jimmy Darling’s mouth was oddly erotic.

“Tilt your head back,” you said, as you moved to slot him between your legs, kneeling down over him and looking down at him with an unbridled lust in your gaze. Jimmy, the wonderful, willing man he was, obeyed and tipped his head back, looking up at you with a slightly nervous expression.

“This is one of my good shirts… don’t miss, huh?” He chuckled warmly.

You shook your head, your coiffed waves bouncing with the motion. You lifted the pitcher above his face and lined the spout up carefully with his mouth, before tilting it forward and letting a healthy stream of the liquid fall down his throat. The sun caught the lemonade as it went down, a glittering flow of sunlight and lemon juice. You couldn’t help but stare at his throat, stretched and exposed, sunkissed and warm. Jimmy swallowed once, twice, and then reached up to tap your leg, signaling that he’d had his fill. You brought the pitcher upright and silently congratulated yourself on keeping your focus.

With his cheeks full of lemonade, he swallowed again, and looked to you, grinning. You were still happily on his lap, your knees on the outside of his thighs. Though originally innocent, the heat between your bodies was quickly doubling, tripling even, and you felt him shift his hips back. You immediately shifted yours forward, pressing your core against his.

“Can I taste…?”

Jimmy’s eyes went wide. Wider than before. “I don’t know about that baby, I’m afraid I’d…”

“No, I meant…” You leaned forward, pressing the tip of your nose against his. “Can I taste it? Here…”

Jimmy’s eyes searched yours for a moment, his heart pounding, before he crushed his lips against yours. They were soft and sweet, and your breath rushed out into his mouth, smelling faintly of cherries. Your tongue darted out, slipping into his mouth, and sure enough, the taste of lemonade met your tastebuds, sugary and refreshing.

You deepened the kiss and readjusted your legs, bringing yourself closer to him. Jimmy let out a deep, throaty sound that reverberated in your mouth. You felt your core clench with arousal, twinging with heat and couldn’t deny the wet pooling between your legs.

“Jimmy,” you murmured into his lips before pulling away. “No one is going to find us up here, right?”

Still reeling from the kiss, his jaw hanging slack, Jimmy shook his head. The silence hung heavy, but he blinked, forcing himself out of the daze. He cleared his throat before down the length of your body. “No, babydoll, no one is gonna’ find us up here. Eve knows we’re up here, and she’d stop anyone that tried.”

“Good,” you said, your hands snaking underneath the side of your dress, to your waist. Your fingertips brush along Jimmy’s cock, which is already hardening rapidly. You gasp and pull back, looking at him with big, bright eyes. “Jimmy!”

“What?!” He harshly whispers. “You can’t… kiss me… like you are and not expect me to get all riled up.”

You look at him, a slow smirk twisting around your lips.

“C’mon baby… touch me. I know you wanna’.”

“I do, Jimmy… I have for so long.”

“Then, go ahead. Nobody’s gonna’ find us. I promise.”

Your hands drifted in between your bodies again, and that time, when the hard bulge met your fingers, you didn’t pull back. Instead, you palmed him outside of his trousers, rubbing your hand in a vertical motion. Jimmy tipped his head back, his big, wide hands climbing your backside up to your waist. “Hoh’, god…”

It isn’t long before you’ve undone his belt buckle and reached into his pants to pull his cock free. Every touch brings a carnal reaction from Jimmy and it fuels you, pushes you forward. You’d been waiting weeks for this, to have any sort of attention from the Lobster Boy, and now, you had him underneath you with a hard-on.

“You wanna’ do it, baby?”

“Uh-huh.”

Jimmy hooks his thumb around the hem of your underwear, pulling them to the side and moving his hand to your thigh. With his cock now free and bumping into your swollen clit, he adjusted his hips, and tapped your backside once. “Lift up a little, baby.”

You do and Jimmy quickly reached under your dress to line his cock up with your entrance. “Okay,” he murmurs. “Come on down…”

You started to, and the velvety soft head presses against your slick hole, pressing past it. You hesitate at the fullness, but Jimmy bucks his hips up a little, forcing him in halfway. He nods encouragingly, and with his hands on your hips, slowly urges you down onto his cock. The sensation is overwhelming at first, but the ache is quickly replaced by something you need more of – a dull throbbing, a hunger.

“Oh my god, mmph!”

You fell forward into Jimmy’s sunshine-warmed neck, and pressed your lips against the skin there, sucking it gently into your mouth. Jimmy’s hips bucked up into yours, his dick sliding wetly from you with each thrust.

Jimmy found his rhythm and fucked you hard in that little clearing. Your moans were muffled by his skin, but his weren’t. He couldn’t help himself and groaned loudly with every movement, tilting his head back. The way you felt, the way your cunt clenched around his cock, squeezing him in a wet, slick heat was unbelievable. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt something so good… even the last time he fucked.

“Yeah,” he slurs, lust-blown and heavy. “Yeah, baby. It’s okay, I feel those hips movin’...”

You whimpered. He’d brought you so close to the edge of ecstasy that your hips had unconsciously started rocking back and forth, forcing yourself against him, forcing friction on your clit. Never losing his rhythm, Jimmy coaxed your orgasm out of you, taking fistfuls of your ass in his conjoined fingers. He used his grip as leverage, pulling you hard onto his dick as he chased his own orgasm.

“Lemme’ hear those moans, honey… C’mon. Don’t be shy.”

The overstimulation started to build in your core, and you couldn’t help yourself – whether Jimmy Darling had asked for it or not. A moan left your lips, one that came from your core. That was enough for Jimmy; his thrusts went erratic, losing their steady pace.

“Oh god,” he groaned. “Oh god!”

You felt immediately full, your insides pumped full of white heat. Jimmy felt it drip out of you, onto his legs, and grinned. There were few things greater than filling a gal up… especially one as pretty as you.

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grumpusha · 2 years

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Tease (Tate Langdon x fem!reader)

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, smut, masturbation, dry humping, needy!Tate

Word count: 1360

You were sitting in your room in the middle of the night. The only source of light was your laptop and table lamp. You had a few hours before sunrise to finish your essay for college which you were putting off for too long. Deadline was in a couple of days, so you had to put yourself together and finish this task despite your sleeping brain.

"Hey."

You get used to Tate’s almost silent appearances, so you greet him without raising your head.

"Hi."

Tate examined your hunched silhouette with a worried look.

"Why are you up so late?"

You sighed irritably. The writing block and tiredness made you grumpy.

"I just need to finish my homework," you rubbed your temples. "Can you not interrupt me, please? I really need to focus."

You finally looked at your boyfriend pleadingly. Tate was leaning against the doorway, hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"Okay."

He went to your room and jumped on bed. He was in a good mood, you could tell it by the way he lay with his hands under his head and deliberately innocent smile he gave you.

Unfortunately, you had to get your work done and maybe, if you’re lucky, get some sleep before classes. So you continued your brainstorm leaving Tate minding his own business.

Tate loved to watch you when you were so concentrated. Your intense gaze on the screen of your laptop, how you frowned and bit your lip, your fingers tapping so fast on the keyboard with a loud click-click-click or making marks in your books. All of this was entertaining for him. He knew you were a smart girl, his smart girl, but seeing you like this was a sight for his sore eyes. The picture of you working was intimate and peaceful, but also, he couldn’t admit it even to himself, hot.

He shifted in your bed trying to hide his growing bulge. He laid on his stomach and looked at you once more, but you were deep in your complicated academic thoughts. He needed to attract your attention.

"I think you need a break," he said quietly, hoping you get a hint. He knew he was acting selfish, but he just couldn’t wait when you’ll be free.

"I really don’t," you said.

"You’re frowning when you’re focused, you know? That’s cute."

You met his eyes. They were darker than usual and you didn’t know why exactly — because of the darkness in the room or there was a different reason.

"Thanks," you lift your chin up a little.

He smiled and shifted in your bed hugging your pillow.

It required all your inner strength to look away, to get back to work. Tate, stretched out like a cat with a tempting smile, was enough to drop everything and join him.

"C’mon hon, lay down with me," he murmured.

"You know I can’t," you shook your head.

He hummed, disappointed.

"Right. You can’t. You’re responsible student, you can’t break any rule. You can’t miss a single assignment," he paused. "Such a good girl."

You knew he was teasing you, but his voice and the pet name was so seducing. Whatever he was up to, it was working.

"Why can’t you be a good boy for me and let me finish my work?"

He fell silent.

You thought you found the right button, but you were far from it.

His breath hitched. You could see an emerging blush on his pale face. Muffled moan surprised you, the view before you made you weak in your knees.

Fully dressed Tate was slowly grinding on the decor pillow. He was laying on his side facing you, pressing a pillow to his bulge. He noticed you were watching and one more moan escaped through his bitten lip. He grabbed pillow rougher, veins in his arms became more visible.

Tate liked to tease you but not so cheeky. He usually pressed you against the walls kissing you like a maniac when your parents were at home or tortured you with long make out sessions until you (and him) were an absolute mess.

This time was different.

"I bet you’re turned on too," he exhaled. "Are you wet for me?"

You were, of course. But you didn’t want to let him win in a game he started. "I need more than that."

It became harder to keep an eye contact when he guided his hand to his jeans. The sound of unzipped fly and sigh of relief broke the tense silence. You craved to lower your eyes, but the pillow was hiding what you needed to see the most.

Tate palmed himself through the boxers and whined when your gaze finally slipped to his hidden crouch. He threw the pillow away.

The sight of the wet spot of the precum at his boxers made you gulp. You crossed your legs tightly fighting the urge to come closer and help him. He looked so beautiful with need in his eyes, parted lips and chest going up and down with heavy breathing.

He lay on his stomach again and started to grind on your bed almost shyly.

"Do you like that?" You asked enjoying and hating Tate’s little show at the same time.

He whimpered.

"Do you like to watch?" He mocked and railed his hips once more with a sinful smile.

He was so annoying. So shameless and disturbing. He came to your room, intruded in your work space acting like a tease. Taut muscles all over his body were moving with every thrust of his hips. It drove you crazy.

Tate thought he was losing his mind. He felt so good and you didn’t have to do anything. Just watch. As long as you were watching he would be fine.

You leaned on the table and said quietly but loud enough for him to hear your words: "You’re such a whore."

He hid his moans on the crook of his arm and looked at you with hungry eyes.

"Only with you," he grinned.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead. You wanted to run your fingers through his hair, to look in his mesmerized and full of lust eyes. You wanted him to grind on you. Or it would be perfect if you could ride him, bite his neck and leave hickeys which he never hid.

He still tried to cover his moans as if you weren’t there.

You couldn’t take it anymore. You stood up and came to him slowly, while he was watching you with peripheral vision. You sat on the bed and took your time to admire your boy. He looked like art. He was a piece of art — captivating, broken and scary sometimes.

You ran your hand through his hair down to his sharp shoulders and spine. Slowly, you made your way to his ass. Tate lay his head on your hip. He was trembling.

You could tell he was close. His motions became rougher and faster. Vocal moans were so good you wanted to cry, but you kept a nonchalant mask.

"Do you want to cum?"

"Oh, fuck… yeah. I… yes, I wanna… please."

He was no longer bratty. Just a cute needy boy with watering eyes. So worked up he couldn’t make a coherent sentence.

You put your palm on his cheek stroking it with your thumb.

"Cum for me baby."

He nodded and thrusted his hips faster. He grabbed your hand and reached his climax with loud moans and gasps.

You lay next to him waiting when he came back from his high. He didn’t release your hand and you kissed his knuckles and fingers.

Tate caught his breath and kissed you passionately grabbing your face in both hands. When he was out of breath again he leaned his forehead to yours and said: "Well, guess I need a shower. And laundry."

You laughed, kissing his cheek. "Okay."

"I’ll be back in a moment," he got up. "Please, don’t get back to your homework. You look really tired. You need rest"

"Fine," you reply, making yourself more comfortable in bed and smiling, proud that you made Tate cum in his pants.

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prettybean · 3 months

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WHAT THEY WOULD SAY DURING SEX (AHS +18 Evan Peters main characters only)

I wanna do one just for Kai, someone stop me before it’s too late

tw: degrading (only w Tate and Kai), mention of blood, nsfw

Tate Langdon

"On my lap, now"

"Fuck, I wanna make you sit on my face so bad"

"Have you ever tried with a ghost? You nasty bitch"

“I bet your boyfriend doesen't fuck you like this"

“I love you, l've imagined this moment for ages

Kit Walker

"You did it so well, such a good girl/boy"

"Touch yourself in front of me, baby"

"Take it deeper, you're sucking it so good"

"You're pretty with my cum all over your face, aren't you?"

"TI'll only put the tip, that's what you deserve"

Kyle Spencer - before

"Tell me if it hurts"

"I've missed you, I was tired to jerking off alone"

"Look at you, you're out of breath baby"

"fuck, you're insatiable"

Kyle spencer - after

"Your mouth... there"

"Teach me, please"

*very loud wimpers*

Jimmy Darling

"You called me a monster, huh? That's what a monster can do with your body”

"I know you love my hands"

"You taste so good, I could eat you up for hours"

"Let me see how much you love riding my cock"

"Shh it's okay, l've got you. You like when I touch you like this"

James March

"All that blood looks good on you"

"If you can still walk we're not finished, you know the rules"

"I had no idea you were so addicted to my cock, you're so fucking wet already"

"Beg and I'll think about it"

"Yeah, get on yor knees darling, you look so pretty down here"

Austin Sommers

"I haven't even started yet stop making all those noises"

"What did I just said? Don't you dare to touch yourself"

"Take my fingers"

"Eyes on me while I take your blood"

"Use your words"

Kai Anderson

"Rubbing that little body on me like you want to impale yourself on my dick, so pathetic"

"Do you want to tell the other members what we do here? How your Divine Ruler makes his little slut cum over and over again?”

"No condom, you'll take my bare cock inside"

"Hold my pinky and tell me what makes you cum the most"

"Don't make me slap your face again, fuck you even liked that, what a devote little lamb"

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s1ut4evan · 6 months

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wet - kit walker x fem reader

*smut*

*not proof read*

(Requested anonymously)

You and Kit make love in the shower.

wattpad: s1ut4evan

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The sound of running water relaxed me as I laid back reading my book. "C'mere babe!" Kit yelled from the bathroom. I sit my book down on our bed before getting up to see what he wanted. "Yeah baby?" I peak in through the cracked door.

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Kit had the shower curtain pulled to the side exposing his upper body. "Why don't cha come join me?" he raised his eyebrows. My face scrunched up, "Hmm I don't want to get my hair wet." I teased. Kit used his hand to push water off his face, "C'mon baby. Been a while since we showered together."

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He was right. Oh god how I wanted him. Without saying a word I began to strip my clothes. "Hell yeah!" Kit exclaimed. I rolled my eyes at his naive remark. My body began to shiver as the cool air swept over me as I pulled down my panties.

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Kit held the curtain open as I stepped in. The hot water instantly warmed me up. I watched as Kit grabbed the bar of soap and brought it to my chest. The soap lathered in between his rough hands as they massaged my breasts. I moved closer, pressing up against his already hard cock.

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My hands grabbed both sides of his face as our lips crashed into each other. Kit drops the bar of soap to take hold of me by my waist. Our kisses became heavy as the hot water trailed down my back. I ran my fingers through his cold wet hair while he pulled my hips closer to him.

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Kit pulled his lips back but only to go straight for my neck. His dick twitched to the sound of my moans while he suckled lightly on my sweet spots. "Fuck.." I hissed. My hand moved swiftly to his member. His mouth vibrated against my neck as I felt him up.

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He removed my hand just before spinning me around. My arms pushed against the wall while Kit slightly bent me over. His slender fingers teased my folds. I turned my head back to see him licking my juices his off his fingers. "Hm so sweet." he hummed. I bit my lip at the feeling of his hand caressing my breast while he positioned himself at my entrance.

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"Ready baby?" Kit asked. I shook my head without question only to feel his hardened tip slowly enter me. I whimpered out as his fingers pinched against my nipple. Our skin smacked together as he thrusted deeper. The water now running down my back splashed against the walls.

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Kit gripped my hips now with both hands as he made steady thrusts. He reached around my waist as he leaned forward to whisper in my ear, "You're my everything."

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I reached my hand back and gently held to the side of his face. He laid soft kisses on my cheek all while pounding me from behind. I winched at the sudden pull a way before he turned me around to face him. To my surprise, Kit lifted me up and gently placed me against the cold tile wall.

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My legs wrapped around him with ease as he used his hand to place his cock back at my entrance. Our lips collided once again as he slowly made his way into me. He pressed close against me as a way to hold me up while he thrusted up under me.

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The warmth from his mouth moved to my breasts as he kissed his way to my nipple. With my hard bud in his mouth, his large hands held to my thighs for leverage. He stopped and looked up to me, "Fuck baby.. God I love you so much."

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"I love you." was all I could get out as the familiar knot formed in my stomach. I was close. We stared into each other's eyes as a way of communicating. We were both on the edge. Kits thrusts became sloppy while my legs began to shake. With my hands against his neck, I took hold of his hair and slightly tugged as I climaxed on his cock.

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Our wet bodies were stuck like glue to each other as we came together. Kit slowed his pumping to a stop as his warm liquid filled me up. My legs, somehow holding strength, stayed in place against his hips. Kit held me as our heavy breaths became relaxed.

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He gently released my shaky legs as I let go of his hair. Using one arm, Kit leaned against the wall behind me. I pulled him in for a kiss before returning to the warm water to cleanse myself.

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I hope you enjoyed this! I'm so sorry if it seemed rushed. And I'm also sorry I've been inactive and haven't posted for a month, ugh.

#kit walker smut #kit walker #american horror story smut #american horror story #evan peters #evan peters supremacy #evan thomas peters #evan peters smut

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thoughtyouwerentafraidofanything · 1 year

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Hi I'm not sure if you are doing requests but if you are and is ok with you could you do a kai anderson smut like he gets really jealous and possessive with his girlfriend please? Thank you.

PS . I love your writing I'm a big fan you been inactive for a while and I was missing your stories 💖

POSSESSIVE

Pairing: kai anderson x female reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, swearing, slapping, toxic relationship, panty smelling, forced to watch, unprotected sex,

Plot: kai isn't pleased after he catches you talking with another cult member.

Authors note: I tried. Not the best really sorry about that.

Kai didn't like the new guy.

Oh he really, didn't like the new guy.

More so, he loathed the way he though he could speak to you.

Every other person in the cult knew to not get to comfortable with you, awkward small talk was tolerated but real conversations were a no go.

Kai couldn't stand the asking your favourite colour Bullshit that was yours and his conversations. He couldn't stand the way you laughed like a love sick puppy whenever he told a shitty joke that he could've delivered better.

Who the fuck does he think he is speaking to you like you were his girlfriend, you belonged to kai, every fibre of your being belonged to him.

Ever single strand of hair on your head down to your pretty pink toenails were his.

And this guy thinks he can waltz right in a wrap his noodle arms around you and play husband and wife.

Kai took this as an insult, this newcomer is obviously sending a threat to him, he might as well have told him he was a loudly leader and fucked you infront of him.

Kai couldn't have his other followers see the way he treated him, he wouldn't allowed the others to go against him the way he did, he had to make an example out of him.

He wanted to hit somewhere deep withing him, and don't think you're getting out of this pain free.

Kai knew you were a slut but prancing around the new cult members throwing yourself at them like a cat in heat, was his dick not enough for you.

Kai mightve been mad at the new guy but oh was he angry at you.

This is how it always ended up something would happen involving you and kais mind would twist it to suit his fucked up brain, you barely had even spoken to the new cult member you didn't even know his name.

Kai had happened to see you have your one of three conversations with the new guy and was red in the face so you ignored the man from then on, you felt bad ofcourse but knew it would be best for the both of you to not speak, it was the same with everyone else.

It had been atleast a week since kai caught you speaking with someone yet nothing had happened to either of you, you had never been more surprised by kai until now, had he forgotten about it?

Did he not care?

Ofcourse you weren't going to question him, why would you, it would probably result in a severe punishment for you and who ever else was involved and he would twist your words making it seem like you purposely distracted him from doing what he was entitled to do.

You were sat upstairs in kais bedroom, the sky outside was dark as was the room youbwere in, kai didn't let you put a light on.

Your ears perked up at the sound if floor boards creaking, you could see the outline of a figure moving towards you and anxiety spiked in your stomach, you were going to stand up to run but the figure pounced landing on you and pressing you deep into the mattress.

His smell flooded your nose, kai.

Your body then relaxed, no longer fighting his kai also became less tense, he was straddling your hips in nothing but his underwear, his hair hung infront of his face making it even harder to see him.

He leaned down planting a quick kiss on your neck, kai done it again slowly moving his way to your lips.

"Take this for me"

He whispered into your ear, his hot breath against the shell of your ear making your heart pound.

Kais hand slid up your body, until it reached your mouth. He held a small pink pill against your lips. He continued to kiss amd nip at your neck and collarbone as you sat with the pill on your lips waiting for you to willingly take it.

And you did, your tongue slipped from your mouth capturing the pill and swallowing it, kai sat up pleased with how accepting you were.

His hands roamed down your body snaking under your gown, his cold hands against your searing skin took your breath. His large hands massaged your skin, cupping your chest and squeezing between his long fingers.

You smiled and giggled as kai done so and he returned a foolish chuckle, your eyes were tired and your lids were heavy.

Whatever kai had given you was making its move quickly, you put too much trust into him but he was your leader after all.

Your eyes peeled open, the sight of a bright light boring down at you stung your already bloodshot eyes.

Your body was cold, the air around was thick and pained your lungs as you breathed in, your back stuck to the hard surface beneath you your skin pulling as you move.

What had kai given you?

You sit up, head throbbing from the light but your body was restrained. Your hands and feet were tied down by a coarse rope and you were only in your underwear naked everywhere else, you didn't even have your bra on. After all the time you had spent with kai you had learnt not to freak out in the situations he put you in and this was simply another, yet it was increasily harder not to freak.

You rested you head back down on to the table beneath you. You had recognised the room you were in to be kais basement.

Your eyes moved around the room, watching for anything different to pop out or someone, kai, to enter the room. Your eyes widened in panic as they settled on frank, the cults most recent newcomer, the man kai had become obsessed with torturing.

Frank was stripped down to his underwear, his skin was bruised and a raw red colour, sweat covered his body and ran through his hair. Duct tape was wrapped around his bare body momentarily gluing him to the seat, strips were layered across his mouth and eyes. The only sound he could make was the heavy breathing coming from his nose.

"F-frank?" You asked oitloud not expecting an answer

At the sound if your voice Frank's head lifted, more muffled words left his taped mouth but you couldn't understand him.

"I don't know what you're saying fr-"

Before you could finish your sentence kai entered the small room a small smile on his face as he stared at you sprawled out for him half baked on the table infront of him, his face turned sour as his eyes settled onto Frank.

"Y/n, frank"

Frank let out a desperate cry as his name fell out of kais lips, you simply stared at kai, your master.

"You two know each other?"

Kai stared back at you waiting for an answer, you slowly nodded your head.

Kai chuckled to himself and shook his head at your response, he made his way over to Frank and placed his hands on either sides of his head, Frank began to squeal and his body violently shook.

The rip of the tape covering Frank's eyes sounded painful yet Frank looked relieved that kai didn't do worse to him.

Kau didn't move for the next five minutes, staring down at Frank watching him cower inwards into the chair under his intimidating gaze, you felt awkward being in the room with the both if thwm almost entirely naked.

Suddenly kai laughed aloud and spun his body around facing away from Frank.

Kai walked closer to you

His hands reached out to the table below you, you watched him curiosity, worry growing in your chest. Your body flinched at the feeling of kais large hands wrapping around your ankles.

His fingers massaged your ankles slowly moving up your naked leg.

"I fucking love these legs" kai said softly his face getting closer to your calf, "Do you like them frank?"

Frank's eyes were pleading, beads of sweat fell down his forehead from his hair that was already soaked, he made muffled noises as kai hadn't ripped the tape off of his mouth.

Your head snapped back to kai when you felt his lips kiss their way up the inside of your leg, pecking your calf, licking your skin and biting at your thighs. Kai made grunts as he positioned himself between you.

"But do you know what I love more Frank?"

Kais head turned to frank as he watched him shake in the seat he was forced in.

"Her pussy"

Right at the same moment kais hand had slithered it's way up your leg to your clothed core, the only thing separating you from kai was the thinnfabric of your underwear.

Kais fingers applied pressure onto your clit, slowly rubbing in small circles as he stared down frank, he done so until he began to hear your body signalling for him to go further.

You were practically begging your body to not fall to kai, you didn't feel comfortable having kai touch you to lewdly infront of another party but as his fingers carried on circling you grew more careless. The moment your toes began to curl you knew you wouldn't be able to fight the feeling off.

You body tensed, your back arched slightly off of the table as your head turned to the side, your eyes scrunched tightly and you teeth biting down on you bottom lip.

Your breathy was heavy and as you opened your mouth to swallow a gulp of air a moan slipped out of your mouth and echoed around the room, you couldn't stop yourself anymore, more and more moans and gasps left your figure, your body began to grind itself down onto kais fingers desperate for the feeling of him.

"Do you know how fucking tight she is frank"

Kais other hand slipped under your underwear pushing the flimsy fabric to one side bunching it together in between your thighs.

Kai teased you at first, his index and middle finger slightly hovered above your clit, as your hips moved on their own they would catch his fingers sending volts of pleasure through your body making you feel fuzzy all around.

"I'd never pull out of her if I had a choice"

Kais fingers finally made contact with your clit, they rubbed and circled at your body collecting the juices you released out of pleasure and placed his fingers into his mouth resulting in a loud groan.

"I've been fucking her for months", kais finger returned to your core, dipping into your entrance before pulling away to lap at your clit, "how long have you known her Frank?"

"A month?" , kai put on a thinking face as he pushed his finger into your cunt forcing you to take all three of his knuckles in one push, a loud moan erupted from your throat as you tried to grasp onto the table below you as you back arched.

"Do you like y/n, Frank?", kai hadn't taken his eyes off of Frank the entire time, he didn't need to he knew your body like it was his own

Kai scissors his fingers inside you as his thumb made work of your clit, " I think you do"

His fingers pulled put of you right until his finger tips were just barely inside of you,and without a warning he thrust a third finger inside of you causing you to yell out in ecstacy and try to grab his body but the restraints forced you to stay stuck on the table.

"I think you like her a little too fucking much"

Kai finally looked at you, or more so your pussy, his removed his three fingers from you and hooked both hands under the small waistband of your underwear harshly pulling them down your legs and off of your body.

You watched through hazy vision as kai twirled the fabric of your underwear between his fingers before bringing the ball of cloth to his face.

"Smells so fucking good, you want to smell Frank?"

Kai untangled his fingers from the ball of underwear and throws it at Frank knowing he couldn't remove them from himself.

"Oh she makes me so hard"

Just then kai stood to his full height making the tent in his pants visible for everyone, all he wore was loose boxers which made it easier for him to free his hardened cock.

Kai took place between your thighs his dick laying in between your legs rubbing against your clit, kai kneaded the flesh of your inner thigh and pushed your legs together enclosing his cock in your naked thighs, his precum acted as lubricant as he began to force his cock through your thighs.

The feeling of kais heavy cock brushing against your sensitive clit was making your body jitter, you watched as kai clung to your hips pushing himself through your thighs, you could see how wet he had made your thighs.

Growing tired of your thighs kais hands grabbed ahold of your waist and tugged you towards his body not caring that your skin was in pain from being stuck to the table for more than an hour.

You could feel his broad tip putting pressure onto your entrance, kais hands were placed on the inner side of your thighs and pushed them open and up, this gave you the view of your swollen pussy aching to meet kais cock.

Your eyes rolled back as kai began to stretch you, his pressed his tip in, with still many inches to go the feeling of your tightness always made it hard for kai to not cum in you straight after he entered you.

Kais hands slithered up your body, his left staying on your spread knee keeping you from shutting them and refusing him the right to see your sex, his right grabbed at your tits, harshly squeezing and pinching at your body.

As gently as kai pushed his tip in he didn't do the same as he rutted the rest of his cock into you.

As soon as he had bottomed out into you kai doubled over his chest to yours as his head hid in the crook of your neck, he took the opportunity to bite down on your tender flesh and mark you with his teeth, he wanted to bruise you, to show Frank that this bitch already had an owner.

Pulling himself away from you kai began to force your body back down onto his cock, he would slip out of you before slamming back inside.

Your moans became louder as kais speed increased, you didn't bother try to hide them anymore not when kai would purposely fuck you harder just to hear you.

"Do you wish you were me Frank?"

Kai spoke breathlessly, his head was switching between you and Frank spitting insults at you both.

"You want to fuck her right?, massage her tits?"

"Well to fucking bad"

With that said kai began thrusting inside of you relentlessly, his cock feeling as though it would split you open if he kept his speed and force up.

His hands grabbed at your flesh, his nails scratching red marks into your skin as his hips worked at yours.

"She's mine"

Kais eyes bore into your closed ones

"All fucking mine"

Unexpectedly kai slapped your jaw, the shock made your body tense which made kai loudly moan and almost double over you again. The sting on the slap rested on your face as your eyes desperately tried to stay open for kai.

"Don't shut those fucking eyes again"

As so you didn't, kai watched your eyes roll back from the pleasure, he couldn't help but smile at the way he could control you with so little effort.

Your finish was so close, everytime kai entered you his cock would brush past the most sensitive spot in your body and you couldn't hold out for much longer with how often he hit it.

Kai ofcourse knew you were close, Seconds away from finishing, the way your pussy was clenching around him told him all he needed to know.

You felt kais fingers begin to play with your clit once again, your body was crying for its release and kai was in a good enough mood to reward you with yours.

Your mentality was snapping apart, piece by piece, with every thrust kai pressed into you, with every grind of his hips your sanity shattered until your mind shot blank and you thought and seen nothing but pure bliss.

Your pussy clamped around kais cock forcing him to a halt with his thrusting, the overwhelming feeling of your pussy begging for him to cum inside you was too much and after seconds of trying to wait for your orgasm to pass kai emptied himself inside of you.

Everyone in the room was breathing heavily, but for different reasons, up until the moment you looked over at Frank you had completely forgotten about his presence a feeling of awkwardness washing over you.

Kai stilled, his cock softening inside of you yet he refused to pull out, "Aah, You're pussy is just so fucking perfect", Kai turned to frank,

"Would you like to have a round with her Frank?"

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lcthebtswriter · 26 days

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dream come true

pairing: tate langdon x female!reader

summary: early morning sex with Tate goes exactly how you’d been dreaming of

warning: unprotected sex, creampie

word count: 1.5k

tags: send an ask to be tagged in future fics for specific characters. you get first priority when making requests

You spent all night wanting him.

Whenever Tate’s warm body pressed against yours, sleep was disturbed as the ache between your legs grew. You spend the majority of your night thinking about how easily he fills you up, how safe he makes you feel. It was difficult to fall asleep when his presence filled your bed and your mind so easily.

When Tate’s alarm clock pierces the quiet of dawn, you awake with him. Rousing with heavy arms, Tate sits up in his bed and rubs sleep from his eyes. He presses the alarm clock button, effectively shutting its nagging ringing off. His blonde curls fall over his forehead, tousled from a night of rolling back and forth in the bedsheets. He feels your body beside him and lays back down, deciding a few more minutes next to you is worth running just a tad bit late to work.

You had awoken at the sound of his alarm, your body feeling him before your mind adjusts to the sensation of being awake. Sunlight manages to seep through his blackout curtains, and you press your bottom against him to feel closer to the warmth you know would soon escape. However, Tate pushes into you and alerts your brain to how awake you could be. His morning wood throbs against your ass, and your half-asleep body can't help but roll against it. Tate groans, knowing his sleepiness could be easily abated.

Eagerness tugs at your stomach, your fingers tingling with the thought of getting what you’d literally been dreaming of. How perfect would it be to have your dreams come true?

“Hey, baby,” Tate says before pressing a kiss to your neck. It sends shivers along your arms. His voice is deep with misuse, the long hours you have both slept through evident in the way his tired eyes squint in the sunlight.

You respond with a sleepy groan, your body reacting before your brain can keep up. There is an unspoken desire for your boyfriend to be inside of you that you had felt all night. You craved him as soon as your mind was alert to the birds chirping outside and the smell of morning dew in the air. The room is blue with early sunrise, and you respond before opening your eyes to the sun’s presence.

“I want you,” you whisper. There is a part of you that is prepared for denial, and you ready yourself for potentially having to postpone your desires for later. Too often have you had to wait for Tate to get out of school or off of work to have him in the way you crave.

Tate’s bedroom ceiling fan clinks above his bed, the blades swiping through the air and breaking the silence that fills his house. You don't care if his mother is awake. You know you could be quiet and still receive satisfaction as you have countless times before.

“You do?” Tate teases, his fingers pulling up the hem of his shirt you’re wearing. His hand is gentle as he settles it atop your waist and caresses your hip, your thighs, and finally stops at your panty line. You push against him again, eyelashes fluttering as you crane your neck to look Tate in the eyes.

“Please,” you beg. Tate presses his lips to yours, his tongue sliding into your mouth as his fingers delve into the wetness between your legs. It has you gasping, the need for him making your stomach flutter. Tate’s fingers dive into you, curling to find that perfect spot deep inside that makes you moan. He’s wasting no time, partly because he’ll be late for work and partly because he’s aching for you.

Tate leaves kisses along your neck, his fingers quick to stretch you out as he tells you to hush. His thumb rubs circles against your clit, the nerves buzzing as your tight walls clench around his fingers. You clutch Tate’s curls in one hand, the other grabbing his wrist to ensure he keeps it there.

“Oh, fuck,” you groan. You can’t help rolling your hips to meet the thrusts of his skilled fingers. Tate’s index and middle fingers are pressing into your soft spot with every curl of his knuckles. It has your thighs clenching and your pussy throbbing.

“Gonna cum for me, baby?” Tate asks, his eyes dark as he watches your face contort with a building orgasm.

You throw your head back against Tate’s chest, the coil in your stomach about to snap. “Need you,” you sigh. The grip you have on Tate’s curls tighten as your orgasm finally rushes over you, muscles spasming and walls clenching around his fingers. Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath, Tate’s body becoming absent as he positions himself above you. Falling to the bed, you let a sigh of relief leave your lips.

Your eyes are still closed and your head is still swimming when Tate pushes himself into you. Still sensitive, the stretch of his cock is overwhelming, and your fingernails dig into his shoulders as Tate groans. You’re so wet for him and your walls are tight and fluttering, sucking him in greedily.

Tate’s pace is slow and steady, his pelvis rubbing against your clit with every thrust. One of his hands push against your thigh, the other gripping the back of your neck and forcing you to watch as he disappears inside of you.

“See that? See how good you take it?”

You can only mewl at the sight. His thick length is thrusting in and out, the wetness between your legs making it easy for him to guide it into you.

Tate grunts before pressing his lips to yours. The kiss is feverish and messy, Tate’s hips snapping as you throw your head back against the pillows. You swear you can feel him in your stomach, especially when he’s throwing your legs over his shoulders and his pace quickens. He’s drilling you into the bed now, the tip of his cock pressing into the soft spot deep inside of you. It’s almost too much.

You scratch at his stomach, his shoulders - anything to try and ground yourself to reality. Tate bites his bottom lip, the grip both hands have on your hips leaving imprints in the skin. Your back is arched and your stomach is getting warm, tension building as your eyelashes shut.

“Oh, God, right there,” you moan. Tate is deep now, filling you and driving his pace slowly. Each snap of his hips is calculated and meticulous and has one goal in mind. You can feel every inch of him to the hilt, your mess leaving a white ring around the base of his cock. Tate pushes himself into that sweet spot that has you creaming around him. You’re a stuttering mess, grip on his biceps weak as he fucks you through your orgasm.

Tate presses his body atop yours, his chest and stomach flush against you as his thrusts slow. He’s being gentle, hips rolling against yours as you come down from your high.

“Is it my turn now?” Tate asks, cheeks flushed and perspiration beading against his hairline. You nod, desperately catching your breath and wanting to feel all of Tate. “Yeah?” He says, pushing himself onto his forearms. He picks up his pace, relentlessly using your body to chase his own release.

You’re an overstimulated mess, especially when Tate’s thumb rubs circles into your clit. It leaves you scrambling to cum again. You’re whining in ecstasy, face tucked into his neck as Tate’s breath quickens. He’s pumping in and out of you, the squelching of the mess you’ve made making it so easy for him to slide in. Every thrust is met with your own, eagerly trying to get Tate to finish as your lips leave kisses along his neck.

Tate presses his forehead against yours, his eyes shutting as he thrusts once, twice, and then he’s cumming. A small moan leaves his throat, the full weight of his body falling onto you as his cock twitches and empties inside of you. Greedily, your walls milk all he’s giving you, and Tate gives a few more lazy thrusts to ensure you’re full. It makes your thighs quiver and your toes curl.

Goosebumps litter Tate’s skin as he pulls out, falling beside you and pulling the blankets back over your bodies. They had slipped off at some point without either of you noticing.

“Good morning,” Tate chuckles. His words are heavy as he tries to catch his breath.

“Good morning,” you reply sleepily. Your eyelids are shut as you enjoy the warm fuzziness in your head, throwing your arm over Tate’s stomach when he pulls you close.

With a sigh, he places a kiss to your forehead and leans up. Your arm falls into his lap, sleep taking you already. “Round two when I clock out,” Tate says.

You don’t hear him, your need for him having been satisfied and lulling you back to dreamland.

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 1 year

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Insomniac // Tate Langdon

request: not sure if i already requested this butttt could you write tate langdon x reader w insomnia like him js comforting you n holding you in bed as you cry from exhaustion n frustration from not being able to sleep - or som along those lines of reader w insomnia? 💛

prompts: none

summary: no matter what you try, you just can't seem to fall asleep. your boyfriend, tate, tries his best to comfort you.

warnings: not proofread

word count: 512

a/n: i know this is shorter than what i usually write, but i've had some difficulty with motivation so i figured that i would at least try! i'm gonna do my best to write more. even though they might not be as long, i promise i will still put the same amount of effort it!

You groan in frustration as you roll onto your back, staring at the dark ceiling above you. It’s been hours of tossing and turning, hoping that you would eventually drift off to sleep. But the peaceful release of rest and dreams never came. It never does. Night after night you’d lie awake, wishing and praying to fall asleep for even a few minutes. Waiting and waiting for relief from this utter exhaustion that never seemed to come.

Sometimes you were lucky, passing out from exhaustion after trying to fall asleep. You’d wake up in the morning still tired, but at least still able to function. However, with the way things were going tonight, it didn’t look like you were going to fall asleep anytime soon. You were completely drained, needing nothing more than a few hours of sleep. But despite how tired you were, you remained wide awake. And it just made you even more upset.

You sat up, reaching behind you to grab your pillow. Burying your face in it, you let out a frustrated scream. Before you realized it, tears were falling from your eyes. You clutched your pillow to your chest, sobbing in utter frustration and misery. Why were you like this? Why couldn’t you just fall asleep like everyone else did? Why did life feel the need to torture you so?

“Hey, what’s wrong? Why’re you crying?” a gentle voice from beside you said.

You didn’t even need to lift your head to know it was your boyfriend, Tate. You felt the bed dip beside you, a pair of comforting arms wrapping around you. He pulled the pillow out of your grip and you leaned against his chest, holding him tightly.

“Can’t sleep,” your voice muffled from your face being buried in his chest.

He frowned slightly, his hand rubbing your back softly. “Again? I’m sorry baby.”

You cried into his chest, all your pent up emotions spilling out. Tate didn’t mind. He didn’t say anything while you sobbed, just continuing to hold you as you let everything out. Your hands gripped the fabric of his sweater tightly, trying to ground yourself to him.

“Why am I like this? Why can’t I just fall asleep? It’s so easy for everyone else,” you whispered, voice shaking from your tears.

“I don’t know, baby. I just wish I knew how to help you. It hurts me to see you suffer like this,” he replied, still holding you against him.

“You are helping, Tate. Just you being here helps. It makes me feel better. You make me feel better.”

He smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. The two of you sat there in silence, just savoring each other's embrace. Soon, your grip on him loosened and your eyes grew heavy. Tate smiled down at you lovingly. He leaned back, laying down on your bed, pulling you down to rest on his chest, being careful to not move you too much.

Soft snores started emanating from you as you finally found the blissful release of sleep in your boyfriend’s arms.

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babygorewhore · 8 months

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Revolution

You disobey Kai. And he decides to punish you with a very important reminder.

Requested by @marchsfreakshow

Warnings! Violence! Kai! Manipulation! Blowjob! Degrading! Again Kai! No plot!

“Kneel before your divine rulers feet.” Kai’s icy tone cut through you as you fell to your knees before him. Your hands covered in blood, baseball bat tossed to the side as Kai stalked through the room.

“I give you basic commands, don’t i? I told you not to kill her and WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?” He screams and slaps meadow across the face. “You fucking killed her.”

You flinched. Your boyfriend's anger wasn’t a new emotion but it did nothing to lessen the shock as Meadow crumpled to the floor next to you. But the reality was, it was your doing that led you to end up in this position. You had killed the girl. Meadow had been the one against it.

“Get out of my presence. I need to speak with her. Now.” Kai grit out between his teeth and she immediately stood and ran. Not wanting to gain another strike.

Kai clicked his tongue and gave you a quiet chuckle. “You know, you’re almost as good of a liar as I am. But unfortunately for you. You’re much easier to predict.”

His boot came and knocked you on the floor. Causing you to scramble as you cried out in pain. He scoffed and returned to his favorite spot. “Get over here. Speak with me.” He gestured with his head and you forced yourself up.

Your flats moved to sit across from him as he raised his hand. Pinky up. You knew this routine. Every week you had to swear to tell him the truth. So he could control everything about you and everyone in his cult. A word you were forbidden to use. “Once physical contact is made you have surrendered yourself to tell me the truth and nothing other than that. Do you understand?”

“Yes, divine ruler.” You interlocked fingers and he sighed.

“How did you do it? Manipulation is a technique. Used for weak minded. So I’m wondering how you convinced a strong member to do your bidding.” His tone was a mixture of admiration and anger.

You licked your drying lips. “I used her desire to impress you. She loves you. So it’s…easy to use her. To lie.”

He gave you a sadistic smirk. “Did you enjoy it? Playing a game with her? Making her believe every word you said?”

“Yes.” You whispered, feeling intimidated by the giddy energy he was displaying.

“You are such a wonderful example of me. What I stand for. What I do. I am you. I am…so proud of my little lamb. So, I want to reward you.”

“Re-reward me?” You stuttered.

Kai nodded. “You have one hour. One hour to do whatever you wish for me. Suck my cock. Ride me. Fuck me until your pussy can’t take it. I won’t do anything other than what you say, my love.” Kai told you.

You leaned forward to kiss him.

And that’s when he laughed.

“And that’s how I know.” Kai pulled away and stood as horror threw you. “You will never be as good of a liar as I am.” That’s when his hands went under your arms and drew you out of your seat. Your eyes moved close to him as you gasped.

“Get on your knees. You know that’s my favorite and expected position.”

Your knees welcomed the discomfort as your fingers undid his belt and you yanked down his boxers. His red precum leaking cock slapped between his thighs and your mouth watered. This was an act that Kai usually never had to ask for. Why would you deny your divine ruler and his revolution?

He slapped his dick against your tongue before you lifted its weight into your hands and licked both sides slowly and lewdly drooled on yourself. Kai loved spit as you dumbly licked at his tip, reaching up to massage his balls as he started moving his hips to your hands and mouth.

You hadn’t sucked cock before you met him. He trained you. Taking your innocence and lack of experience away by throat fucking you. Only his cock would belong inside you. Your divine ruler was your God. And you worshiped him like the little cumslut you were.

The soft skin of his dick rolled in your mouth as you sucked him and he slammed your head back against the chair as he bobbed your head up and down. “Give me those pathetic little tears you stupid bitch.” He growled as you dumbly drooled on him. Your own pussy clenching around nothing as he fucked your mouth.

But swiftly Kai removed his cock and sprayed your face with his cum as you sharply inhaled. His creamy fluid coated your chin, jaw and chest as it dripped and he gave you a satisfied moan. “That’s better, little lamb. But your punishment isn’t over.”

He gave you a cold glare. “You don’t get to cum. Not for a week. Why should you enjoy pleasure when your job is to only serve me?”

“Yes, divine ruler.” You whispered and he reached down and patted your cheek.

“Do you belong to me?”

“Yes, Kai.”

“That’s my girl.”

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akillerbeforeyou · 7 months

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anything (part two)

(kai anderson x fem!reader)

part two of my kai anderson fic based on @fear-is-truth 's bot!! took me a long time to write because I'm lazy, not proofread either

content warning: smut, male receiving oral, pretty tame stuff

word count: 1.1k

read part one here

"Now... get on your knees."

I take a half second to rub my now incredibly raw wrists and arms before tucking my hair behind my ear and straightening out my dress before getting onto my knees. I move slowly and delicately as I feel Kai's gaze upon me.

"Good, good girl. Tell me, do you know what you need to do to gain my forgiveness?"

"I do know, sir"

I look up at him with doe eyes and a tear-stained face, the air around us is thick and the room is dimly lit. breathing deeply, my hands glide slowly up the side of his pants. I keep my movements deliberately slow and sensual, as Kai watches intently from above. He enjoyed this position of control, of dominance, but most of all, he enjoyed seeing me surrender to him in this way. to be his for the taking, to have me in the palm of his hand.

Despite this being an act I've performed countless times before, feeling his eyes on me only made me feel more nervous, but that's what it's always been like with Kai. no matter how qualified I am in doing something he always manages to make me feel like I would be lost without his direction.

I bit my lip as I removed his cock from the confines of his boxer. moving closer to his length, I could feel his strong hand come and grip the back of my head with force- tangling my previously styled hair. I wrapped my lips around his member before letting him guide the way with his hand.

Kai's breath hitches and his hands continue gripping the back of my head as he forcefully guides me along. He lets out a deep and almost animalistic moan as I continue to bob my head back and forth.

"That's right, you're doing perfect for me...."

He speaks softly, his voice filled with the kind of affection most other members of the cult wouldn't ever have the pleasure of hearing. the atmosphere had now completely changed- the warm feeling of his approval and love overtook the darkness and fear I had felt not even ten minutes prior. I continued with his length in my mouth, trying (as well as failing) not to gag.

silently, he pushed my head down faster and faster on his shaft. I continued to go down, looking up at him as if to send a message without actually speaking aloud. from just the look in my eyes, I made my best attempt to display my gratitude towards him. to show him how thankful I was to have a man like him taking such good care of me. He looked down at me and it was easy to tell he also felt an overwhelming wave of affection for me. It felt good, knowing I was his. Knowing He had never been more proud of another girl.

"fuck baby, just like that"

His words of encouragement pushed me further, working hard to show him the way I worshiped every fiber of his being. I could feel his grip become tighter. He has told me many times previously how much he enjoyed pushing me to my limits, and now I could feel that he was about to reach those limits himself. His breath became shallow and quickening; his heart beating at a thousand miles an hour.

his hand stroked my head, the loving action was the juxtaposition from how roughly he handled me beforehand encouraging me to do better, to serve him better. no one made me feel as safe as I did in his presence, just like how I made him feel powerful.

"That's good, my little sheep..."

I could have sworn my heart skipped a beat as the man I was so infatuated with vocally expressed his appreciation for me. I continued as I felt him tense up for one final time before he reached the peak of his ecstasy.

Even though I could feel the bruises start to form on my knees, as well as a dull throbbing on my arms and legs from the rope burn, feeling Kai release inside my mouth made the entire experience worth it. I pulled away and swallowed harshly before getting up to become face-to-face with the man I loved. Kai was speechless, which was unusual for him. He was used to me doing whatever I could to please him, but this was a new level of satisfaction. He once told me my skill was 'unparalleled', normally I would chalk it up to him paying me lip service, just another one of his tactics to keep me by his side. However, this time there was no need to join pinkies, the look on his face was proof enough that he had been telling the truth.

I took a second to stare longingly into his dark eyes before softly giggling and embracing him- burying my face in the crook of his neck, nuzzling up to his warm frame and inhaling deeply to take in his scent. as I hugged him, I could feel his heartbeat pounding against his chest. A look of pure satisfaction settled on his face as he returned my affection. his large arms wrap tightly around me and pull me in impossibly close. I shut my eyes tight, enjoying his presence for a beat before pulling away to admire his face. gazing up at him, holding his hands so as not to fully break contact. I batted my eyelashes as I timidly spoke my next words,

"Do you forgive me, divine ruler? have I proved how much you mean to me?"

Kai smiled softly, his eyes filled with affection and pride. His voice was uncharacteristically sweet as he replied with the only answer I could ever want to hear

"You have proved your devotion to me. And for that, I forgive you."

I smiled up at him, thanking my lucky stars that he truly did have a soft spot for me, because if someone else in the cult had messed up this big, they would be as good as dead if the second kai found out.

I looked up to see that Kai was still grinning, filled with pride for his little lamb. I couldn't help but feel the admiration and attraction he radiated when he looked at me. It was so simple to tell what was on his mind. while he wouldn't say it out loud and risk our established dynamic, i knew the truth. that no one else could compare, they never would be able to. No matter how many new girls he got, he would always love how I worshiped him.

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am3ricanh0rrorwh0re · 2 months

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Heaven | Kai Anderson

kai anderson x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, unprotected p in v, p in v, smut with little plot, just downright egotistical shit, not proofread

req by @jazz-berry

Kai Anderson. The blue-haired, crazy rightist politician…but also the leader of the cult you were in, your deity, your god. You were his follower, Kai’s good little lamb, and you loved him. Even when you were currently standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a thin, white robe that was almost translucent, or what Kai called a ‘sacramental gown’.

Kai had convinced you that as your God, he had the ultimate right to take your virginity. Kai stood before you, dropping the robe he was wearing. He inhaled deeply, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Your eyes rake greedily over him, taking in each of his spectacular features.

You were always taught he was perfect, that he was God. Sure, you had your occasional skepticisms, because why would this greasy, blue-haired man wielding guns and knives be God? But now? Seeing him naked, bearing it all to you? You knew..

Kai laid you down on the bed, spreading your legs slowly. It was like the moment he touched you, you felt yourself become drenched. Kai climbed over top of you, pulling your ‘sacramental gown’ from your body. He let out a soft sigh, his hands sliding to your hips.

Kai lined himself up with your entrance, your sexes pulsating against each other. Kai smashed his lips down against yours, his tongue making its way into your mouth. At that same moment, he made a rough thrust into you. You squealed into his mouth, grabbing onto his back. Kai winced, feeling your fingers prying into his skin.

“fuck..” he breathed after pulling away. his lips grazed your ear, his teeth nipping your helix gently. “you’re a good girl, huh..? a good little lamb. you’ve always been so devoted..”

You exhale a broken whimper as you feel him shifting inside you. Kai loved making you moan, making you emit any sort of submissive sounds. He pulled out just enough so you could only feel his tip.

“Kai, i need to—..” You mewl, not even finishing your statement before you felt him thrust back into you as hard as he could. This time, he moved at a steady pace. Your vision fazed in and out as you looked up at him, his blue, greased out hair in his face.

This whole ‘sex’ sensation was completely new to you. You had never felt this form of penetration before, that knotted feeling in your stomach. Or the impending feeling of your oncoming orgasm.

“Fuck…You’re coming already? You can last a little longer, can’t you?” Kai questioned, grabbing your chest. He kneaded your breasts in his calloused hands. With the amount of force he was using, it felt like he was about to rip the flesh right off of your bones.

You felt the tingling sensation of your orgasm about to flood your body. Kai sensed that as your cunt tightened around him, making him suck in air through his teeth. He grabbed your neck, hovering his face just above yours.

“Come, lamb..Come and remember that I was the one who made you this way,” Kai said in a gruff voice. You look up at him, your jaw dropped as you emitted almost silent squeaks.

“Y-Yes, Divine Ruler— AGH!-“ You squeal, your orgasm crashing over you. Kai pulled out with a loud groan, grabbing himself in one of his hands. He held his cock right at your pulsating folds, shooting out that warm, sticky liquid right outside of you.

While he was doing that, you were practically convulsing. Leftovers of your first ever orgasm rippled through you, making you let out moans and whines from the back of your throat. Kai pushed your hair from your face, lowering his face near yours.

“Thank me,” He said, shoving himself into you once again.

“A-Ack! Mmnh…Th-Thank you, Divine Ruler,”

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taintandviolent · 1 year

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I held my nose I closed my eyes - I took a drink; Jimmy x Reader

Summary: Reader is a hypnotist. Jimmy, in one of his drunken nights, cleans out his own supply and stumbles into your caravan to clean you out too. What he finds... is sooo much better. [warnings: 18+! sex pollen fic!! shameless, explicit smut, I'm so serious. female receiving, oral sex, rough sex, mentions of alcohol.]

Also! Hugely inspired by @silverzoomies' mindbogglingly good Quicksilver sex pollen fic - the queen of sex pollen as far as I'm concerned!! Please read it if you haven't!!

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ao3 link here! | full fic under the cut!

The calliope breathed its melodic tune as your fingers curled back towards your palm. The man in front of you was glassy-eyed and pliable.

“Bark!” You snapped your fingers.

Almost immediately, the man let out a string of excited woofs, much to the delight of the audience. Laughs and scattered applause filled the tent, the loudest of laughs coming from the front row — from his presumed wife.

“Ladies and gentlemen! While I am using hypnotism for your pleasure and amusement today, I implore you… to consider that hypnotism can be used for good. It can be used to cure sicknesses of addiction, turn the fearful into the brave… or perhaps make someone fall in love with you.”

The man swayed languidly back and forth, following your graceful fingers as they swept through air. You brought the man’s attention to you with one finger, whispering soft words of release. You snapped your fingers for a final time and the man came to, dropped back into his own reality in a mess of confusion and wobbly knees. Unbeknownst to you, this regular Joe wasn’t the only man unsteady on his feet. A dozen or so yards away, the beloved Lobster Boy was drunkenly stumbling into your trailer, looking for some more booze to drown his woes.

As he stood in front of your cabinet, he surveyed the collection. Dried herbs, crystals, some of those cards that he’d seen the travelling gypsies use… and a ton of bottles. Scanning until he found something that most resembled some liquor — though everything was questionable — Jimmy palmed the one of the two largest bottles, lifting it to the light to get a better look. The dark liquid sloshed heavily around inside, and while he knew he was drunk, he could’ve sworn it sparkled.

Flipping the cork out with his thumb, Jimmy pinched his nose, squeezed his eyes shut and threw the contents of the bottle into the back of his throat, having enough to sense to avoid whatever taste was going to meet him. Whatever it was went down smoothly, leaving a syrupy, sweet coating on his throat. A line of deep burgundy trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his tongue flicked out to catch it.

“Hooo,” he grimaced and shuddered hard enough to lose his grip on the bottle. It clattered to the floor loudly. “That’s rough.”

His throat felt warm, but the feeling started in his thighs, of all places. Underneath his dusty black jeans, the muscles felt like he’d gone and pressed them against a bed of coals. It was hot in Jupiter, not that hot — but Jimmy Darling felt like he had the fever of the century. Sweat beaded at his hairline, running salty ribbons down his temples.

And then, he felt it. Concealed in his cotton briefs, heat rushed to his groin at breakneck speed. It couldn’t have taken more than thirty seconds for his cock to stand at attention as though he’d been working it up all night. His jeans tented and the pressure wasn’t very forgiving. No, it was downright painful. The blood switched heads and he could think of nothing else but you. Jimmy wanted to be inside you, feeling your weeping cunt clench with each thrust. He wanted to lick his fingers clean of your — “Come on!”

Jimmy drew the back of his hand across his forehead, wiping at the sweat. As the seconds ticked by, his body temperature continued to climb. He knew he had to do something before he actually became a lobster, bright red and steaming. With one hand, Jimmy unbuckled his pants and yanked the button free of its slit. The small give in restriction allowed his stiff cock to breathe, but Jimmy pulled the elastic of his briefs under his balls, wincing at the static electric feeling that physical touch brought.

His cock sprung free, bouncing heavily. It looked full, and pre-cum was already leaking out the velvet soft tip. He couldn’t describe it mentally any other way — needs emptyin’.

You had graciously taken one more participant before making your way back to your caravan, pulling your high heels off as soon as you were out of the tent. You padded softly across the grass, humming some disjointed melody. The tips had been good tonight, and you’d been looking forward to the iced tea in your tiny little fridge all day. "…Gotta’ hank o’ hair and a piece o’ bone and made a walkin’-talkin’ honeycomb.”

Stepping onto the wood crates that served as doorsteps, you pulled the door towards you, still singing quietly.

“…well uh honeycomb, wontcha’ be my baby, well uh honeycomb wontcha’ be my own — ”

With your index finger still curled around the handle of the screen door, your body froze, voice leaving your throat. Jimmy Darling leaned against your bed. Not just that — Jimmy Darling leaned against your bed, caramel locks plastered to his forehead with sweat. His pants were undone in his lap, and his fused fingers were glistening with his own cum. You’d only looked at it for a split second before you clamped your hand over your eyes, but it wasn’t soon enough to stop the visual searing its way into your brain. The way the swollen, red tip slid through his conjoined fingers as he clumsily tried to jerk himself off…

At the sound of the door, Jimmy immediately started crawling towards you, muttering desperate words of gratitude. Like a hound on the scent of a rabbit, his nose had clocked the earthy sweetness of your perfume oil the second you’d walked in. He needed to get closer to it and to you. There was another smell — a sweeter one — that he licked off his lips as he made a beeline for you.

“Oh, baby, baby, baby….” He growled low, words separated by hiccups. “I’m real glad you’re here. I messed up… uhhuuummmm - real bad.”

On his knees in front of you, Jimmy wrapped his hands around your legs, claws stroking the backs of your knees. Paired with the fact that he’d never called you baby, the contrast of his warm, strong hands against your delicate legs gripped your core, setting the first trap of arousal. A moment later, his lips collided with your shins, feverishly peppering kisses along them as he worked his way up.You closed your eyes, exhaling hard through your nose.

His head dove under your skirt and you let out a shrill yelp.

“J-Jimmy Darling! Stop, stop!” You wrenched your leg from his grip, his slick fingers gliding off your calf muscle as you hastily stepped around him. “What in the hell has gotten into you!?”

He fell forward onto his hands, letting out a sound you’d never heard a man make. His dick hung heavy between his legs and thick strands of pre-cum swelled from the tip, stringing to the floor with every slight movement of his hips. His lust just wouldn’t stop yelling, drowning out every other rational thought he had. It was as loud as when Elsa brought her megaphone to the stage, shouting orders at the top of her lungs -- louder maybe. Jimmy reached for his aching cock to give it a few desperate pumps, tightening his grip as he drew towards the base. The sensation crippled him, bringing him forward onto his face. …so damn sensitive…. I need her…..

He’d always been able to satisfy himself, even as drunk as he was now; after every meeting with the Girls, when some gal in the crowd got a little too flirty — he’d never had an issue taking himself in his pincers and rubbing one out. But this… this wasn’t enough and he was damn tired.

Every cell in your body was begging you to keep staring at the way he handled himself, alternating between stroking the thick shaft, and doing quick, smaller thrusts to stimulate the ruby tip. Jimmy groaned into the vinyl floor of your trailer as he decorated it with strings of white.

Did he just cum…?

Underneath your skirt, your cunt fluttered with a bloom of heat.

Although it had been difficult to walk away, you somehow managed and stopped just short of your kitchen counter, which had been converted into a short shelf. All of your tonics, amulets and tools of your craft were neatly arranged there. Were. They were…. Previously. The empty space in your cabinet was suddenly very apparent.

Suddenly noticing that you had left — or maybe he smelled that you had left, Jimmy’s lids peeled away from each other. He turned his head just enough to stare up at you with heavy-lidded eyes. The curve of your ass underneath your skirt made his dick twitch upwards, reaching for relief. With his cheek smashed against the vinyl flooring, Jimmy’s words were distorted behind you. “Aaah— you’re sucha’…. dream Dolly, you know that?”

You closed your eyes, kicking your foot to the side. It collided with something, with an unmistakable tink! just like you’d predicted it would. Sucking in another deep breath, you dropped your gaze to your feet. A very empty amber bottle had been tossed haphazardly to the floor.

You heard him shuffling to his feet behind you, catching himself on whatever surface was near enough for him to grip. Through ragged pants, he continued. “I’ve always thought that — ever since you got here, the very first day…. Laid eyes on you and thought ‘Hot damn! We’ve got a sex-pot headlining.’ Youkn—”

“Jimmy…?” you asked, warningly. Planting both of your hands firmly on the counter, you pacified your mind, lassoing it in from the field of panic-stricken thoughts. “Tell me you didn’t drink this whole thing….”

Instead of dispelling your fears, a broad chest pressed against your back and two arms wound themselves around the front of your hips. Jimmy’s body felt like a furnace against yours, and the sudden pressure between your ass cheeks had you clawing the laminate countertop like a feral animal.

He’s still hard as a rock…

He was sweaty and smelled like sun and liquor; a smell that you’d become very attracted to in the few weeks you’d been here. Every time he passed by, you’d inhale, filling your lungs with it. He kissed the nape of your neck like he’d just got home from work, missing you all day.

“How many times have you orgasmed?” You didn’t want to know the answer.

“Mmm, only uh’ couple times…. I’m sss-sorry baby…” he slurred, pressing his face into your hair, loudly inhaling the scent of it. His voice was barely a whisper, but it was so close to your ear, it sent shivers down your spine. “You aren’t mad at me, are ya?”

His little mistake wasn’t about having too much of his Mama’s hooch in that little flask she carried around. Well, maybe that too… You’d got those potions from a lady in New Orleans in 1946 and she’d warned you about the dosage… “a silver teaspoon, nothin’ more, you understand?” She said it came straight from Marie Laveau and wasn’t to be trifled with. Jimmy Darling had consumed a whole bottle and now, his swollen cock was dribbling into the cotton fabric of your skirt.

“No,” you breathed shakily, reaching up to press your middle finger to the bridge of your nose. “I’m not… but you’re in for a real storm, Jimmy Darling. It’s — was— love potion, you know that?”

“Love potion, huh? Didn’t think that was real.” He questioned lazily how to fix it, more interested in his hands sliding up your stomach, manoeuvring until they’d found skin.

“You have to do what you were put on Earth to do. That basic instinct — and I sure I wish I could tell you once would be enough. But Jimmy,” you paused, inhaling sharply. “The dose for a man of your size is a teaspoon.”

“A man of my size…” Woozy chuckles vibrated your shoulders. “Seems like you’re the gal to see — you know an awful lot about it.”

Frustrated, you cocked your hip to the side, doing your best to sort out the thoughts. You knew the only solution was to fuck it out of his system, but you hadn’t really thought you’d be ending your night with him. Jimmy let out a loud moan, bucking his hips further in between your legs. You felt the heat of it, searing through the thin fabric. He bucked again and rolled his forehead along your shoulders, whining.

“Hooo…. you can’t move like that, baby. I’ll flip.”

You whimpered his name as you lifted your eyes to the ceiling, cursing whatever deities were looking down on you, waiting on bated breath for your next move. You’d waited a long time for something like this. So long in fact, that you had almost turned to waving your enchanting fingers in front of his face, like one of the ticket-holders, hypnotising him to look at you for longer than a few minutes. Instead, his mercurial alcoholism had planted him right in front of you. Well, behind you.

With his hips still rutting into you, grinding incessantly, he murmured into your ear: “I’m sorry I’m actin’ this way… but you haveta’ help me, baby…. Help me, please… I’m gonna’ lose my mind if I do—“

“I know, Jimmy.”

As you walked your legs out to the sides, you hoisted the back of your skirt above your ass. Watching intently, he backed his hips up allowing you room to reach between your legs and search for him. Your fingertips grazed the base, just above his balls. With a final prayer that Jimmy Darling wouldn’t forget about you as soon as the potion had run its course in his body, you wrapped your fingers around his shaft, already slick with a generous coating of pre-cum, and guided him in between your thighs.

Jimmy’s hands were suddenly at your hips, taking fistfuls of your skirt and shoving it up towards the small of your back. With a grunt, he wound one of his claws around the hem of your satin underwear, wiggling it down from one side. He thrust his hips forward and the hot tip slipped past your entrance, grinding into your clit from the underside.

Jimmy’s low, honey voice was reduced to high pitched whimpers and broken whines. Your insides pulsed with a hungry need…

“Hoh-god…”

“No,” you spat. “This isn’t right, not like this. Jimmy, I really —“

He didn’t let you finish. Conjoined fingers gripped your biceps hard, spinning you around so fast, the intent was blurry. For a minute, his face was contorted, frustrated and the way his chest heaved wound a nervous coil in your stomach.

Instead of striking you, or whatever you thought he was going to do, Jimmy crushed his lips against you, desperate for any sort of erotic contact. His hands found their way to your breasts, cupping them, while his thumb flicked at your nipples over the fabric. “I gotta’ have you, honey…”

You pursed your lips, tightening them into a thin line. In one fluid, frustrated motion, you pulled your shirt over your head. You unclasped your bra, holding his gaze and barked: “Then, take me.”

He forced his tongue into your mouth. You remembered the time you’d bit into a honeycomb as a child. As sweet as you thought it would be, and as sweet as it was, there was something very overwhelming about it. There was a word for it — cloying. As he explored your mouth, Jimmy tasted bitter, and cloyingly sweet… and god, was he drooling? There was so much spit that you had to swallow a mouthful just to avoid choking. His tongue wrestled with yours, teeth biting at your lips until they were red and swollen.

Your lids snapped open and you felt your pupils dilate. A warm, sweet heat rose from the base of your throat, filling your mouth. There were hints of honey, and spices, and underneath a very bitter fruitiness.

Oh… oh no.

He didn’t know what was going on inside of you, but he revelled in the way you started moaning and whimpering into his mouth, grinding your cunt against his groin. Jimmy’s hands dropped to grip the soft, pillowy flesh of your hips, his thumb pressing into the softness. “Fuck baby, your body… you can’t see these hips under that skirt you wear all the time.”

“This ain’t enough,” he cooed, pushing you towards your small sofa-bed with kisses. “I need to fill you up, Y/N….”

You were more than willing to let him guide you to the bed; though you knew the majority of your disposition was due to you already having a big, silly crush on him. Jimmy lowered himself down, one knee at a time, keeping his eyes locked on the table laid in front of him.

Hastily, Jimmy pulled your skirt to the floor, kicking it behind him. He made quick work of your underwear too — though those didn’t join the pile of clothes. He lifted those, the satin fabric dangling from one of his thickened fingers, swaying back and forth. You did your best to avoid looking at the wet spot you’d left in the crotch of them, though Jimmy seemed to have locked onto that and only that.

“Pink, huh?”

You chewed your bottom lip bashfully. “I’m not all crystal balls and veils, Jimmy…”

At those words, his eyes flashed to your cunt, pupils dilating. He chucked your underwear over his shoulder, refocusing his attention onto you. Jimmy spread your pussy with his knuckles, exposing the pink, glistening flesh. His laboured breaths slowed as he focused, watching every clench and twitch. “Baby, baby, baby….”

He was just staring at it. Your cunt ached as he teased it with feather-light touches.

“Can I?”

You moaned, asking for clarification. Not that you needed it — he could do whatever he wanted to you and he wouldn’t hear a peep of protest from you. You were a mess, like butter in his claws.

“Can I eat it, baby? I’m hungry… I’m a growin’ boy…”

It took a lot of effort to lift your head to look at him. You were swimmy; everything felt rose-tinted.

“Yeah,” you nodded, wetting your throat. “Yeah, Jimmy, but I think if you grow any more… we’ll have a problem.”

He let out a breathy chuckle, pausing to look at himself. It was true; his cock had never been this hard, and the tip was such a deep red that it was heading to plum.

With one segment buried deep inside your slick cunt and the other curled back towards his palm, Jimmy leaned in. His plush lips pressed tenderly against her, tongue slipping out to taste her in between kisses. You strained against his grip, writhing like a worm on a hook.

“You taste so good,” he murmured, finally pulling away from her. His chin was glistening — you almost wanted to apologise for the mess you’d made. He didn't seem to mind though, as he reached up, wiping at his chin with his hand. The way his thick, fleshy segments looked coated in your wetness, the way they caught the dull, yellow lighting of your trailer — it was enough to make you cum right then and there. You collapsed back on the bed in a mess of whimpers and Jimmy took that opportunity to dive back in.

He caved his tongue to envelop your clit, the vibrations of his moans sending a shockwave through your core. Before he started pumping his fingers in and out, Jimmy Darling did something that could’ve sent you into another dimension; he just sucked at your clit, flicking his tongue over the most sensitive spot he could.

He slurped at your cunt like an ice cream cone, one that was melting faster than he could catch — but he did a damn good job of getting every drop. He was loud and sloppy. He’s so hungry for it…

Your body trembled violently as you came, grinding against his mouth as long as you could before he backed up, dipping his head further in between your legs so he could feel the clench of your orgasm around his tongue.

He straightened up with a satisfied ‘Mmm’, jerking his head to the side with a smile. “Sweet as candy, baby…”

Crossing his arms over his torso, Jimmy pulled his white undershirt up and over his shoulders before tossing it behind him. Ribbons of sweat streamed down the tanned skin, leaving glittering lines across his chest.

“Jimmy,” you whined. “Hand me the other bottle.”

He obeyed, reaching behind him for it. His big hand closed around the cool, brown glass, and brought the cork to his mouth. His teeth clamped down and yanked it free. A small whiff of the potion inside made his eyes roll back, but he quickly regained control, looking down at you with a devilish little smirk. He knew exactly what you’d planned to do. He took one generous gulp, swallowed, and said:

“Open up, toots.”

You obeyed, and Jimmy Darling poured the love potion — too, too much of it down your throat. You coughed, sputtering some of it onto the pillow of your bottom lip, and he lapped it up.

The devil worked fast, but hoodoo potions worked faster.

Sweat beaded up from every pore, coating your body in an aroused sheen. You’d felt like you’d been sunbathing all afternoon, with no lake or pool in sight. You felt like your cunt was on fire. It had a heartbeat as strong as the one encased in your ribs. You had one thing on your mind — and that thing was stroking himself as he watched the change in you.

“Ohhhh, shit….” He took a deep breath, inhaling the pheromones that had abruptly filled the tiny space. You smelled them too, and the adrenaline dump made your muscles quiver. Jimmy’s dark brown eyes were wild as they locked onto your eyes, his cheeks flushed red. “Oh, now we’re cookin’.”

You jerked forward. You needed him, you needed every bit of him and the idea of teasing him drove you wild. You raked your nails along his heated stomach, tracing a line of hair the colour of brown sugar, following it down to a bush of the same shade. With your bottom lip swelling between your teeth, you planted both hands on his torso and dropped your head between your shoulders to tease him with your breath. You exhaled over the reddened tip, watching in delight as it twitched closer to you. Your lips ghosted over it, suctioning around just the tip. You swallowed, and opened your mouth wider, letting your tongue flop onto the underside of his shaft.

“Fuck…FUCK!”

Jimmy came undone, clenching his teeth as he bucked his hips against your mouth. Up and down, your head bobbed, stroking his cock with your mouth. Your cheeks caved as you hungrily swallowed the ropes of cum that hit the back of your throat.

That didn’t last long. With a strong hand, he guided you back, pushing you back onto the bed. You felt the mattress shift to Jimmy’s weight as he climbed behind you.

“C’mere, baby… lay this way.”

He guided you into a horizontal positioning, curling his body behind yours. His chest pressed against your back, warm and slick with sweat. His soft lips scattered kisses along the nape of your neck, down your shoulder.

Jimmy gripped your leg at the thigh, holding it straight. His cock was rock hard, and a thick, clear glob of pre-cum welled from the slit on his head as he lined up to your swollen, aching pussy. Your jaws ache at the sight of it, wanting to smear it over your lips like a gloss.

“You wanna’….” He inhaled a shaky breath. “You wanna’ feel the motion of the ocean, baby?”

You squeaked out a ‘yeah’. After nuzzling his nose behind your ear, The Lobster Boy jerked his hips so hard that the stretch of your cunt had you wincing and grinding your teeth together. But god, that feels so good… He sunk in, bottoming out almost right away — but the rhythm that boy had…. He was fast. He was fast, and he whined every time your cunt had swallowed half, shuddering the rest of it in. Every few thrusts, Jimmy would bunny-hump you with his cock deep inside, revelling in the way your cunt hugged his girth — squeezed it, even.

You, on the other hand, were feeling like your body was going to burst into flames at any moment. Your pussy had hardly had any time to recover, but you screamed out another orgasm, pulsating around The Lobster Boy.

He pulled out quickly, his ink-pool eyes glittering with a new position. With his dick secured in his hand, Jimmy got to his feet, stepping carefully off onto the floor. He let go to snatch you at the waist and wrench you harshly to the edge of the bed.

“Go, Jimmy…”

He pulled you forward slowly, dipping his chin to his chest to watch as your walls clenched around him. Your pussy was blush-red and swollen; a visual he’d treasure for the rest of his life. Once the tip of his head stretched past your entrance, Jimmy yanked your hips back against his. Hard. The sound your cheeks made when they slapped against his stomach drove him wild, and whatever apprehensions he had about hurting you went out the window.

Through unhesitating thrusts, he asked: “Doesit’ feel good, baby?”

You could only nod, seeing the ceiling of your trailer vibrate each time your bodies connected. The trailer has to be moving — he’s shaking the trailer, oh god.

“Say my name again.”

“Ji-Jimmy… oh my god, Jimmy!”

You were two orgasms in, and he was pounding a third out of you. The muscles in your legs were quivering, and losing strength quickly. Your vision was overexposed and twinkly, tears stained your cheeks.

“Jimmy - wait - wait, it’s too—“

You whimpered desperately, your fingers dropping away from your overstimulated clit. Jimmy straightened up, one hand moved to your shoulder, leaving the other still clamped on your hip. Your shrill screams were loud enough to break the barrier of your trailer, but when he tightened his grip on your shoulder to use it as leverage, you didn’t care.

He was fucking you deeper and harder than you’d ever been fucked, and maybe than he’d ever fucked. Blinded by ecstasy, he couldn’t hear a word. Every carnal instinct he had kicked into full-drive, galloping towards the finish line of pumping you full of his seed.

You turned your head, screaming into the mattress as your pussy shuddered one final time, leaking the wettest orgasm you’d ever had onto his cock. She clenched around his tip like a vice, and the sensation drove Jimmy to the edge.

The knot inside Jimmy unravelled all at once. He let out a deafening groan, spilling his pent-up load into you. Gush after gush flowed into you, and you could feel the hot fluid leaking from your cunt, splashing onto your thighs with each determined thrust he gave.

Eventually, his thrusts became spasmodic, shakily slowing to a stop. He collapsed atop you, and reached between your bodies, to tug his softening cock out of you, humming at the sensation.

“Y’know… I really do have the hots for you, baby…. I haven’t slept with a single girl since you waltzed in.”

He exhaled hard. “I gotta’ sleep, doll. I gotta.”

By the time you sat up and slipped your arms into a robe that was draped over a chair, Jimmy was already asleep. The way he curled up on your too-small bed, naked, one hand hanging off the side was easily one of the cutest things you’d seen since drifting to Jupiter. You wouldn’t know until he woke up, but if he was telling the truth…. You’d spend every last day worshipping the ground he walked on.

A delicate rapping pulled your attention from Jimmy, who had already started breathing deep in his sleep. Delicately, you pulled a blanket of yours over his bottom half, not wanting whoever was at the door to see him in all his glory.

You made your way to the door in no particular hurry, still floating Cloud Nine. Eventually, you toed open the door and leaned sleepily against the doorframe. The robe barely covered your chest, but at the sight of the visitor, all worries left.

“Have you seen Jimmy?” Maggie asked, her tone of perpetual annoyance making you smile. “I needed t—

“I have,” you cooed. “I sure have.”

Like the nosy bitch you knew she was, she poked her head in. It didn’t take her long to find him, and hear his soft snoring.

“Oh, drop dead twice,” she muttered, retreating.

You stopped, an amused smirk twisting your lips. So, she had wanted him. Clocked that one. “What, and look like you?”

Her wide eyes narrowed into slits, lips pursed indignantly. With a toss of her dirty blonde hair, she marched off towards the tent, fists clenched at your sides.

You might’ve felt bad for the poor wretch if Jimmy Darling’s cum wasn’t dripping down your thigh. Might’ve.

#tryin' something new with the headers... there aren't enough jimmy gifs and I need something better to match the vibe of my fics lmao #Jimmy Darling #Jimmy Darling smut #jimmy darling x reader #jimmy darling x you #ahs smut #american horror story smut #fanfiction #ahs fanfiction #ahs freak show #American Horror Story Freak Show #Evan Peters #myfics

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⋆♱ AHS ♱⋆

navigation

🕷️fluff | 🕸️angst | 🐈‍⬛suggestive | 🪦platonic

⋆♱ MURDER HOUSE ♱⋆

⋆♱ Tate Langdon ♱⋆

🕷️ • meeting him in the murder house | gn!reader • part two

headcanons

⋆♱ Violet Harmon ♱⋆

🕷️ • being her best friend | headcanons | x gn!reader

⋆♱ ASYLUM ♱⋆

⋆♱ Kit Walker ♱⋆

🕷️ • the first step | x fem!reader

🕸️ • it’s okay to cry | x gn!reader

🕷️ • 🕸️ • home | x gn!reader

⋆♱ COVEN ♱⋆

⋆♱ Kyle Spencer ♱⋆

🕷️ • party party | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Misty Day ♱⋆

🕷️ • listening to fleetwood mac with her | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Nan ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Queenie ♱⋆

🕷️ • being her best friend | headcanons | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Zoe Benson ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ FREAKSHOW ♱⋆

⋆♱ Dandy Mott ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Jimmy Darling ♱⋆

🕷️ • defending him | x gn!reader

⋆♱ HOTEL ♱⋆

⋆♱ James Patrick March ♱⋆

🕷️ • buying him a dog | headcanons | x reader

⋆♱ Tristan Duffy ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ CULT ♱⋆

⋆♱ Ally Mayfair-Richards ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Beverly Hope ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Kai Anderson ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ APOCALYPSE ♱⋆

⋆♱ Cordelia Goode ♱⋆

🕸️ • as i watch you die | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Michael Langdon ♱⋆

🕸️ • qui totum vult totum perdit | x gn!reader

🕷️ • halloween party | x gn!reader

🕷️ • trick or treating | x gn!reader

🕷️ • bonfire night | x gn!reader

🕷️ • 5th of November | x gn!reader

🕷️ • new years | x gn!reader

🕷️ • valentines together | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Mr Gallant ♱⋆

🕷️ • being his best friend | headcanons | x gn!reader

⋆♱ 1984 ♱⋆

⋆♱ Bobby Richter ♱⋆

🕷️ • 🕸️ • 🪦 • finally | x sibling!reader

⋆♱ Xavier Plympton ♱⋆

🕷️ • i cared too much that it killed me | x gn!reader

⋆♱ DOUBLE FEATURE ♱⋆

⋆♱ Austin Sommers ♱⋆

🕷️ • 🕸️ • saving you from the pale people | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Harry Gardner ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ TB Karen ♱⋆

🕷️ • inspiration | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Valiant Thor ♱⋆

nothing yet

@lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom • @fangsp1der-2099 • @knight-of-flowerss

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s1ut4evan · 3 months

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submitting - kai anderson x fem reader

requested by: jazz-berry ✨

1.3k wc

After finding out that you're a virgin, Kai suggests he be the one to be your first. After all, you would then be named his most loyal follower.

*smut, p in v, kind of non-con? (he convinces/demands, usual kai being toxic*

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The night was coming close to an end as Kai draws out the final stage of our meeting. All his fancy campaign talk practically went over my head. I was too distracted by his half unbuttoned shirt to realize he’d stopped talking mid sentence. He raised his brow at me, noticing I haven’t been paying attention.

•

“Well..” Kai sighs, “That concludes tonight’s meeting. Let me know of any questions you all may have.” He gestures to the rest of the group. Everyone gets up to leave without hesitation. I try my best to sneak away but am hauled by Kai’s tall figure. I look up to meet his stern face. “So (y/n).. what kept you from tuning in to tonight’s gathering?” He rested his hand on the wall behind me.

•

“Oh um.. I’m sorry I just..” the words stumbled out of my mouth. My face became hot while my cheeks flushed. “Cut the bullshit!” Kai slammed his other hand on the wall behind me, causing me to flinch. “You have something to say? Say it sugar lips!” he exclaimed. My mouth went dry, forcing me to stutter while replying, “I just couldn’t help but look..” I stared at his chest.

•

His eyes went dark as he pushed himself closer onto me. “Oh yeah?” he smirked, “I can show you more.” All breath escape my lungs as I felt his hips press against my abdomen. I kept my arms to my side but I urged to wrap them around him.

“But Kai.. I’m…” I stammered, “I’m a virgin.. I don’t think I’m re…”

•

A smile formed on Kai’s face before he cut me off, “Of course you’re ready.” his fingers caress my cheek, “I’d be honored as your god to release you of your purity.” His finger traced my pouting lips as I nodded my head. By now his member tented his pants, pressing firmly against me. I broke eye contact to look around me but Kai forced my jaw back to his gaze. “Now’s the time.” he stated.

•

I felt my core clench as I followed Kai to a bedroom. He opened the door and revealed an unmade bed with messy surroundings. I walk in with arms crossed, showing my nervousness. Kai proceeded to lock the door before walking towards me. He placed both hands on my shoulders, “Relax little lamb. This is the first day of the rest of your life.”

•

I let out a deep breath as Kai pulled me into him. My arms fell to my sides as our lips collided. “Touch me.” Kai demanded, placing my hand over his clothed cock. His tongue welcomed itself into my mouth as I lightly stroked him. With a gentle push, Kai leads me to the bed. I lay back to watch him undress. He removes his shirt swiftly then struggles to unhook his belt. I hear the frustration in his voice as he mutters under his breath.

•

“I can help.” I sit up to be face to crotch with Kai. One of his hands reaches for the back of my head while the other falls to his side as I begin unbuckling his belt. His stiff cock made it difficult to unbutton his pants so he became impatient. I felt his fingers wrap around some of my hair, leaving no wiggle room. The slight pull made me let out a whimper, music to Kai’s ears.

•

His pants finally gave way, falling to his ankles. Kai released my hair to pull down his boxers, exposing his well endowed member. I swallowed hard at the sight of it. I leaned forward as I craved to place it in my mouth but Kai stopped me, “No. For another day. Tonight is about you.”

•

His slender fingers traced my bra strap through my dress before following to the hem. He softly removed my dress before gawking at my cleavage. While my shyness shown through, Kai oddly made me feel comfortable. I watched as he licked his lips while I unclasped my bra. Before my breasts could drop freely, Kai had already caressed them. “So beautiful…my sweet lamb.” he hissed.

•

Kai then suddenly stopped and pointed to the bed, suggesting I lay back. I do as I’m told and push myself back onto the firm mattress. The bed creaks as Kai climbs on it. He tugs on my panties and removed them with ease. My legs open to allow him full dominance. He hovers over me, roughly teasing his hard cock against my folds. “You’re gonna be my little whore right?” he nibbled at my ear before caressing my breasts once again. “Yes Divine Ruler.” I managed to say.

•

I felt his member twitched at the touch of my soft breasts and frank words. I gasped as his calloused finger tips pinched at my rose buds. My core ached for his entrance. My juices flowed as his head rubbed against my swollen clit. “Already wet for me huh?” Kai questioned before kissing my neck. I nodded and found my fingers combing through his greasy hair.

•

Kai used his hips to push my legs further apart to enter me. I was hesitant, my arms slightly pushed on his chest. “Don’t worry kitten, you’ll be just fine. This is for the best.” he assured me. With another head nod, I fully submitted to Kai Anderson.

•

His enlarged head slowly entered me, making me whimper. “Shh..” Kai rubbed his thumb on my forehead, “The pain will subside.” I looked into his trusting eyes, “Yes sir.”

My mouth opened in silence as he continued to insert his member. I laid my hands across his back, pulling him closer to me. He pulled back to gain more momentum as his pace quickened. I moaned out while my walls adjusted to his thickness. “You’re doing so good for me.” Kai said between breaths.

•

An unfamiliar feeling welled up in my core as Kai’s stride became steady. I couldn’t help but notice that sweat beads had formed on his forehead. I admired his dedication to perform on me. Each thrust felt more and more comfortable as my lust for Kai had finally been met. He then leaned down to kiss me and tell me, “Cum for your Divine Ruler.”

•

My back arched beneath the weight of Kai as I let out a whimper. He kept his pace as I released around his cock. It was an immense sensation like none I’ve felt before. So much so that I could not form a word. My eyes said it all as I begged for more while Kai bit his lip. “That’s a good girl.” he said before reaching down to rub circles on my clit. Kai smirked as this made my hips buck forward.

•

At this point sweat had dripped down Kai’s face onto mine but I didn’t mind. With my non-touched flower being so sensitive, I was on the verge of cumming again. This feeling overtook me for a second time. “Cum for me.” Kai demanded once again, “Cum for your god.”

He licked his lips while returning his hand next to my head for stability.

•

His thrusts became sloppy as I released on him. My legs wrapped around him while my nails dug into his back. My walls pulsated over his cock, sending him over the edge. Kai groaned out before removing and spreading his seed on my stomach.

•

I laid back, legs still shaking as I waited for Kai to grab a towel. No words were shared between the few minutes we had getting cleaned up and dressed. ‘What does this mean for us now?’ I thought. What seemed to be an awkward silence turned into Kai praising me.

•

He sat down next to me and placed his hand under my chin. “You’re truly my most devoted follower now. I’m so proud of you little lamb.” Kai began, “This means big things for your…I mean…our future.” He smiles. Unsure of his words, I smile back.

“Anything for you Divine Ruler.”

•

I love love LOVE this idea that was given to me! I hope it’s to your most liking ❤️

#kai anderson #kai anderson smut #american horror story smut #evan peters #evan peters supremacy #evan peters smut

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