#badly written smut

[elilelibeli]

NSFW | wax play (don’t burn yourselves lmao) | this is a long, bad attempt of smut but like I just had to cause I couldn’t stop thinking about this lol | stay safe, eat pussy, be happy

Now that all of their friends were dating each other, the dinners together were a frequent occurrence. Lily often made up excuses to not show up as a 9th wheel but tonight Pandora had asked her to join and she just couldn’t say no to her.

That was how she found herself in the middle of the table full of lovesick, wine drunk couples. Her mind was wandering through mindless labyrinth of thoughts as she was dipping tips of her fingers into the tiny pools of melted wax in the candle. Suddenly, she felt someone’s hands on her shoulders, as she looked up she saw Pandora smiling down at her.

“Disgusting am I right?” she was pointing at their friends, “ as if they don’t get to do this everyday of their lives.” She imitated kissing sounds like a toddler. Lily was now laughing and Pandora’s smile was growing even more. “You look bored.”

“I mean they all.. well you can see” Lily said laughing. “ and you disappeared, soo..”

“Well I am here now.” She was beaming at Lily as she started to talk about something.

Lily could not hear her anymore, all she could do was stare. Stare at Pandora’s eyes, hair, skin, lips, just everything, she wanted to be enamored by the light Pandora’s smile was shining. Her hair was sparkling with the candle light and Lily was speechless by the beauty.

All of a sudden Lily felt a sting on her palm. She was quickly brought down from her dreams by the feeling and had realized that Pandora was holding a candle and dripping hot wax on her hands that somehow found themselves in Pandora’s lap.

“Hey.. that hurt” she kind of lied, I mean it did hurt but it was a good kind of pain, sudden and quick like getting shocked, like tiny tiny explosions on her skin.

“Well you were not paying attention to me, were you?”

“Oh sorry, I was just..”

“You like that huh?” Pandora pointing at the candle, interrupted Lily’s incoming excuse. Not waiting for the response she continued. “Lily I was trying to thank you for coming tonight. I wanted to talk to you about something and I am glad I get to do it now. I wanted to ask you on a date. Since Sirius’s garden party I have wanted to ask you out and I… you disappeared from there very suddenly so I didn’t get a chance but I am doing it now..” Pandora’s voice was quite and her eyes were looking all over Lily’s face.

“Panda, you..” Lily started. “Oh thank fuck” she suddenly whispered to herself and in matter of milliseconds her lips were attacking Pandora’s. She really really wanted to be gentle but she was eager after all this time and the wine in her head was making self restraint a little bit difficult.

Pandora had made a sound of surprise at first but soon that yelp turned into a delightful moan. Lily was a woman starved, just taking and taking and Pandora?! who was she to deny Lily anything.

After a while, Lily finally managed to stop herself. It was probably the hardest decision but what she wanted to do next was really, really not appropriate for the outside world. So she straitened herself up and almost died at the sound of disappointment Pandora made.

“Please don’t pout at me, I can hardly contain myself right now as is” she chuckled.

“But I don’t want to stop” Pandora whined trying to get closer to Lily.

“Oh sweetheart I am not stopping, in fact I don’t think I can ever stop doing this.” Lily was smirking now, “but what I want to do is not really appropriate for the dinner table and maybe should be done after our date.”

“Lily shut up, I am not waiting for another day for this, date can wait. I am ordering a taxi” Pandora quickly jumped up from her chair.

Lily laughed and after a quick peck went inside to pay. The taxi arrived very quickly and Pandora was so glad she lived nearby. They quickly said their goodbyes and went outside.

After two seconds Pandora rushed back in, quickly blew out candles in front of Regulus and stuffed them in her pocket.

“Please pay for the candles, Reggie” she yelled back while running towards the car.

The taxi ride was excruciating. Lily’s teasing hands and smirking. Pandora was in pain, but she was letting her be, after all she had a surprise in her pocket for Lily.

Pandora had never opened her door this fast and as soon as she was in, she was pinned to the wall knee shoved between her legs. After quite a lot of grinding and traveling hands Pandora tapped on Lily’s shoulders to stop.

“Ma biche, Bedroom’s this way.”

And it took a lot of self control for Lily to not get on her knees and crawl to the door after hearing that nickname.

The clothes were discarded in mere seconds, Lily getting on top of Pandora in a blink. Lily was gone. As a person who usually prided herself in having control over her actions and feelings, on top of a pretty girl was where all of that pride quickly went away. For Lily this was where she discarded all her control and did everything and anything that crossed her mind. Her hands were exploring spots on Pandora’s body, her swollen lips eager to find spots that would result in more of those delicious sounds Pandora was making.

Lily wanted everything, but most importantly Lily wanted a taste. Taste of what would soon become her favorite thing ever. She needed to take Pandora apart and needed to hear those sounds from between the legs.

She wanted to tease, to play but Pandora was squirming under her, hands traveling to somehow relieve all the buildup pressure.

“Hey, no, this is mine now” Lily pushed Pandora’s hands away.

“Get to it then and stop.teasing”

“Yes ma’am” was the last thing Lily said before burying herself between Pandora’s thighs.

Lily wanted everything, she was taking every last drop of Pandora. She wanted to be drowned into the sounds she heard. She needed to feel Pandora with everything she had. Her fingers, her tongue, hell her whole face was now buried inside trying to devour.

“Fuck Lily.. I am going to…” Pandora was not able to finish that sentence because Lily’s tongue was doing wonders for her. Lily hummed in approval against her, which send waves of pleasure up to Pandora’s whole body.

“Cum for me baby, come on” at these words Pandora looked at Lily smirking under her, working magic on her and that was enough. She was being taken apart from all that Lily had and she was seeing stars, ascending and falling from the 9th cloud of happiness. She couldn’t even comprehend what was she saying or doing.

She felt soft kisses as she was coming down from her high. With her blurry vision she could see Lily, Lily who was sitting on her knees right in front of her with one hand slowly tracing circles on Pandora’s body and other hand in front of her mouth. As Pandora tried to focus on Lily she saw why that hand was in front of her mouth. Lily was licking her fingers like a lollipop. The same fucking fingers that made Pandora scream just seconds ago where licked clean by Lily and even if moment ago Pandora’s whole body was limp, all of a sudden she got the surge of energy and uncontrollable urge to touch Lily.

In quick motion Pandora was on top of her. Kissing and sucking and touching. Now it was her turn to listen to Lily’s delightful sounds. Pandora’s fingers quickly traveled between Lily’s legs. The wetness she felt made her breath hitch, how sensitive Lily felt made her crazy.

Every thrust she did, every rub, every touch resulted in Lily moaning and pandora was all ears. She could listen to those sounds forever. It was slow at first but as she listened to more she lost control and now it was fast and deep and desperate. She felt that Lily was getting close, so she suddenly stopped.

“Hold on sweets, not yet, I have a surprise for you” she whispered and disappointed Lily and quickly stood up. Lily was about to complain and whine and oh my god she was ready to beg at that point when pandora quickly pecked her lips. “Be patient baby, wait for me and don’t touch” she said the last words firmly as she left the room.

She was back pretty quickly tho, with candles in her hand. Lily didn’t think she could get more wet, or more eager or more desperate, but here she was, staring at Pandora’s beautiful long fingers wrapped around the candles and she was burning with need.

“Shall we?” Pandora grabbed a lighter from her nightstand. The only sound Lily could make was a desperate, desperate moan.

“Hey sweetheart, I need you to use your words please. Will this be okay?”

“Fuck.. Panda yes.. please yes it will be okay” it took insane amount of effort to form those words, Lily was not a girl anymore, Lily had turned into a puddle.

And soon Pandora was straddling Lily. “Lily, you have to talk to me, okay? I need to know what’s good and what’s not.”

Soon Lily felt a tiny drop of hot wax on her body. It stung for a second but it also felt like explosion of pleasure. There was another drop, Lily hissed and Pandora looked at her with concern.

“Lily, are you okay?” Her eyes were glued on Lily’s face.

“Yes.. more.. everywhere” was what Lily could manage. And after those three breathless words Pandora got to work.

Every little drop made Lily moan loudly. Pandora was a musician. She was playing Lily and Lily was sounding like an orchestra of pleasure. Pandora was an artist, she was covering Lily in hot drops of wax and Lily looked like a goddess painted.

Lily was going insane. She had never felt this much pleasure in her life. It was overwhelming and so so good and even though she couldn’t even see properly she could see Pandora’s candle lit face and it was magical.

Pandora’s hand caressed Lily’s stomach covered with hardened wax droplets and traveled down between Lily’s legs.

Lily was already a puddle of pleasure so she genuinely didn’t understand how this could get better until she felt Pandora’s fingers inside her.

Pandora’s fingers were slow snd gentle and it was not enough for Lily. She roughly fucked herself into Pandora. “Panda, more.. please..” were moaned out of her as Pandora dripped a big drop of wax on Lily’s nipples.

The sensation of having Pandora’s finger inside her and hot wax dripped on her made her pleasure unmeasurable. Lily was genuinely scared to open her eyes, because she thought she had died from the pleasure. But as the sensation started to add up and the knot in her stomach began to become tighter, my god was she happy to be alive.

“Pretty.. so so pretty like this.” Pandora whispered as her fingers and eyes devoured Lily.

Breathy whispers of Pandora were the last straw for Lily, she was tipped over from the pleasure mountain and she was falling down quickly. The knot in her stomach open, her hands desperately clutching Pandora, string of moans and curse words and incomprehensible mumbles leaving her lips. Lily felt like she was drowning in pleasure and it was the best way to go.

As she was coming down from her high, she felt so happy that she decided to go on that dinner tonight. As she felt Pandora’s lips on her lips she realized how happy she was here, under Pandora, being embraced by the prettiest girl on the planet. She couldn’t contain her smile, the soft, hopeful, full of happiness smile.

Tho as she felt Pandora grinding on her tight, that gentle smile was quickly switched with a playful smirk. And just like that she was ready to go again, ready to feel and hear Pandora come apart under her once more. I mean, after all making Pandora moan had just become her new favorite thing and Lily never stopped doing things she loved.

[sob3rdeath]

mdni, please! +18 content ahead. ♡

nanami, who's into innocent, naive and sweet girls. he finds pleasure into being a little mean to them. he just meets you one day on a bar, by accident, and he's so, so nice and gentle that the next thing you know he's groping your tits while he whispers in your ear about how he's gonna ruin you and break you. he thinks that it's so funny to see you blush and turn into jelly into his strong arms, and he whispers again with that deep voice of his on your ear about "you're so damn precious and sweet — you have no idea of all the things i want to do to you right now, doll. how bad i'm holding myself back now."

but after all, it's fine. by the end of the day, he has got you sitting on his dick while he fucks up into you, smiling like an idiot at your, into his words, 'doll face', full of smeared makeup and tears he'll make sure to kiss away. but by now, he just wants you to cum on his cock again and listen to your sweet, honeyed moans that are the most pleasant sound he has ever heard.

dividers by aquazero.

[nikkento-writes]

Your older brother's best friend Ino Takuma, who you've always had the biggest crush on. You weren't very confident and often had a hard time standing up for yourself whenever you needed to. But thankfully, you always had your brother and Ino to help you. Jocks obnoxiously blocking your locker? When you didn't have the strength to ask them to move, your brother and Ino would tower over them, scolding them about how they shouldn't loiter in front of your locker. Scared of going home alone after a creepy middle-aged man started following you? Once you told your brother, both he and Ino would walk home with you, keeping you close to let other creeps know that they shouldn't mess with you.

While your brother took care of most things for you (which you absolutely adored him for), there were certainly things he could not do for you. That's where Ino would come in.

One summer night, you can't sleep. Your best friend suddenly got herself a boyfriend, and of course, you're ecstatic for her. But you can't help but feel sorry for yourself for being a late bloomer. You sit on the couch, eating an ice pop, cherry-flavored. Ino, who's staying over, comes out of your brother's room, hair ruffled from sleep. He smiles as soon as he spots you. "Can't sleep either?"

You shake your head, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, sticky and sweet from the melted pop.

He smirks, taking a seat beside you. "What's up?" He's only a year older than you, but he seems so much more mature, so much cooler.

You shrug, comfortable enough with him to share your inner thoughts. "I feel like a loser."

"What do you mean?"

"Everyone is getting boyfriends or girlfriend and I'm just...I don't know. I feel like I'm falling behind."

He scoots closer to you, his gaze on yours. "First of all, you're not a loser. Second, just because you don't have a boyfriend doesn't mean you're falling behind. You should go at the pace you want to."

"But I haven't even had my first kiss yet! At this rate, I'll be a kiss-virgin by the time I graduate."

He doesn't respond right away, contemplating what he wants to say next. You stare at him, belly fluttering, anticipating.

"Do you want to try kissing with me?"

You're stunned by his suggestion, though you'd be lying to yourself if you said you weren't secretly hoping for it. You like Ino, you've always liked him as soon as your brother befriend him. He's always been so nice to you, so caring. But you always tried to deny yourself of those feelings, certain it would never be reciprocated. "Do you mind if I try kissing with you?"

At this, he laughs softly, leaning in closer, eyes focused on your cherry-stained lips. "I wouldn't offer if I did."

It's just a kiss, you remind yourself. It's for scientific purposes, and that's it. So, you close your eyes, pouting your lips slightly. You don't see his reaction, too scared that he'll chicken out at the silly face you're making. But he's on you now, his mouth gentle against yours, careful and intentional. He knows you're nervous, knows you're inexperienced. And that's okay. Because you know Ino is going to take care of you.

His kisses grow more intense, his lips slipping past yours to lick into your mouth. His hands are on you now, fingers smooth across your cheeks and neck. A small moan escapes you as his thumb hovers a sensitive spot on your throat. It spurs him on, kisses sloppier, as if he's wishing to draw out more embarrassing noises out of you.

Before you know it, you're laid out on the couch, him on top of you, fulling making out now. He's heavy above you, though you don't mind it. In fact, you feel safe like this. You feel safe with him.

He's out of breath now as he pulls away from you, panting as he rests his forehead against yours. "Wow," is all he says.

You swallow thickly, the mix of cherry and his saliva sweet on your tongue. "Was I...okay?"

He laughs, nuzzling his nose to yours. "Yeah. You're perfect."

[kariighost]

Nsfw 18+ mdni

Who knew you’d be in this position on a Tuesday night. All you were told to do was to help him with some paperwork, yet somehow Levi had other plans…

You’re currently straddling him, right on his plush couch in his office. He is so deep inside you, bouncing you on top of him as he also simultaneously thrusts up into you. You barely have to do any work. Just letting him use you in any way he likes.

It’s such a degrading sight. He got you completely naked, and he’s almost fully clothed save for his pants that are down at his ankles. He has an iron grip on your waist to hold you there while he fucks you. You try so hard to keep your moans quiet while he uses you like this, but you keep failing

“Shhhhhh” he says as he takes one hand away that was playing with your nipple and brings it to your lips, shoving 3 of his fingers inside your mouth, resting on your tongue to silence you. You make a gargled choking sound.

“Aww, shameless girl can’t keep quiet. Looks like I have to gag you with my fingers huh?” You mumble and moan, trying to accommodate the intrusion of his fingers on your tongue but it’s too much. Tears well up in your eyes and spit leaks out, Running down his wrist.

His cock pounding up into you and your mouth full of his fingers, it’s a sight Levi is absolutely loving. But how far can he push you? He wants to ruin you, after all…

He continues his brutal assault on your pussy with his ruthless thrusts and gagging you with his fingers for a little bit more before he gets an idea. He feels you getting wetter, you must love being full like this. He takes his hand that was holding your waist and reaches it around towards your ass, lightly feeling the tight ring of muscles that have never been touched before. You let out a squeal against his fingers in your mouth.

“Look at me” you obey his command and look into his eyes, he licks his fingers and then brings them back to the tight hole, lightly rubbing to relax you a bit before he sinks a finger in slowly. You’re eyes damn near roll into the back of your head at the intrusion but it feels so good. You’re completely filled by him. Every hole is his to use, who knew the night would end up like this??

Levi’s head falls back as a quiet groan leaves his mouth, he’s kept in control this entire time, yet now that he’s completely filled you, he can feel your pussy clenching around him and it’s driving him insane.

“Fuck” his deep voice gravels in your ear. You can’t focus on much, the sensations you’re feeling are so overwhelming, all you can do is let him lead while you just sit there and take it.

“You like it when I take every hole of yours like this, don’t you?” He whispers and you let out the most pathetic whimper, trying to agree but words not forming due to his fingers down your throat.

He pressed his fingers down harder on your tongue, and hooks his thumb under to grip your chin. He nods your head for you in a ‘yes’ motion.

“Yeahhh, look at you. You fucking love it. You love me controlling you like this” his voice was so strained it made you even more wet. You can feel yourself dripping down his length and most likely wetting the seat underneath him. All thoughts were long gone, now you were just a dumb fucked out mess who had every hole filled by the man you have always admired. You never imagined this was how your night would go.

He continues to fuck up into you, curling his finger into your asshole and gagging you, you can feel the sensation in your core start to tighten… it was too much

“Cum for me you dirty girl. Let me feel you cum around me like this” his dirty words take you over the edge and you have the most earth shattering orgasm, all you can do is let out a garbled moan into his fingers as you ride out the high on his cock. It’s fucking exhilarating. You can feel him tense underneath you and his abs start to flex

“Fuck.. fuck your gonna make me cum. You want my cum inside you? Want me to fill you up even more sweetheart?” You nod helplessly, tears falling down your face. You look so utterly fucked out that Levi can’t take it anymore. One more final thrust into your tight pussy and he’s spilling deep into you, letting out the most animalistic growl you’ve ever heard.

He pulls his fingers out of your mouth and grabs the back of your neck, bringing your lips to his in a passionate kiss. You run your hands through his hair and lean into him, letting him steady you with his strong arms.

“You okay? Was that too rough?” He rubs slow circles on your lower back, his cock still buried deep in you. You lay your head on his shoulder and relax

“No… that was perfect” he chuckles at your response, running a hand through your hair.

“Good, because that was not the last time we will be doing that”

[morfanerina]

*sees another do Not ship Alastor bc he's aroace how disrespectful to aroace people post on the main radioapple tag*

Time to go write that filthy kinky sex fic with Alastor as I threatened!

Love

- an aroace who is tired of seeing this shit for the last months, you do not speak for all, let people ship and write as it doesn't at all influence canon in anyway or else many tv shows would have been waaaay gayer despite their characters being straight. (also this tells me you haven't read those fics of ace and aroace representation in relationships and I 100% would take 1000 ignorant fics if these are allowed to exist than none of them existing)

[ughgoaway]

thinking about mattys hands/fingers and just... so many things surrounding them. obviously encouraged by @nowshesdoingitallthetime to write this as kirke is the little devil on my shoulder telling me to be a whore on tumblr.com

(mediocre smutty thoughts below the cut as usual <3)

(also not proofread as usual lol <3)

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it starts with him fucking you in public, maybe in a changing room. I'm thinking at the beach.

the day starts blissfully, you're on a group holiday and decide to all go to the beach for a cute picnic. however, you're feeling evil. so unbeknownst to matty, you decide to wear your tiniest bikini. A pretty white number with frills and a little bow sitting between your tits. flimsy ties keep the whole thing on your body, and they are practically begging to be untied.

you wear a cover-up on the way to the beach, of course. but as soon as you get there, and Matty's is sitting on the towel below you, you strip off. You can immediately see his eyes shifting over your body even behind the dark sunglasses he's wearing.

his tongue darts out to wet his lips as you watch him drag his eyes up and down, checking you out shamlessly around his friends. you clock his hands tensing, fighting the urge to grab you and drag you back to the villa. but he knows he can't do that yet, so he does the next best thing to ensure he gets his hands on you.

"Sit down for me darling, gotta make sure you're properly covered, yeah?" he holds up the bottle of suncream and shakes it, offering you a cheeky smile as he does.

Well... who are you to say no? so you quite happily sit between his legs, letting your boyfriend get every inch of your skin covered. and perhaps you moan a bit louder than necessary, but it just feels so good.

you feel mattys hands freeze as you let out a particular sigh he knows too well. it's the very the same sound you make as he finally pushes his whole length into you. the same noise you make with that content smile on your face and every inch of him buried inside you.

his fingers are itching to slide down and untie the poor excuse for a bikini top. he has visions of groping you in front of everyone, letting them all listen to the pretty whimpers you make when he runs his calloused finger tips over your nipples. he thinks of the needy moans that rip out of your chest when he tweaks them, pulling at them meanly and then kissing away the pain. his mind runs wild as he envisions the breathless groans you make as he marks up your tits, holding one with his hand as he assaults the others with his mouth.

but, before he can think too hard, you're saying, "Thanks! <3" and pecking him on the cheek, running off into the sea and shooting him a quick wink as you run away. Once again, your "bikini" not leaving much for the imagination.

so obviously, within 5 minutes, he's in the ocean with you. and another 5 later, you've separated from the group and are sharing desperate kisses far away. matty groans as you shove your tongue in his mouth, desperately lapping and moaning as the taste of salty seawater fills your mouth. every kiss is perfectly needy and sticky, fuelling the fire growing inside you both.

matty is groping you below the water, grasping handfuls of your skin and teasing the bows that hold your bottoms up. As his hand slides gradually lower, you can't help but pull away with a gasp, studying the spit that strings between your kiss bitten lips.

"changing room. now." matty demands, already tugging you to shore.

it only takes a further 10 minutes for his shorts to be around his ankles and your bottoms thrown haphazardly somewhere in the small cubicle. matty is fucking you from behind, wet skin slapping against each other as he jackhammers his hips into you.

with every thrust he burrows himself impossibly deeper, hitting that spot that always makes stars dance across your vision. and you know you should be quiet, considering you're in public and all. but fucking hell, how can you as he pumps in and out of you? surely you cant be expected to be silent as his fingers slide down to rub at your clit whilst the others pull down the cups of your bikini top to play with your tits.

"such pretty tits, fuck wish I could see them. barely covered by that fucking top. you knew it would rile me up, yeah? wanted to get fucked in public like a slut." matty leans forward as he whispers in your ears, grinding himself further inside your desperate cunt. Shallowly thrusting and smirking at every one of the needy moans falling from your lips.

"You gonna be quiet for me, baby? or am I gonna have to gag you with my fingers?" his threat sounded more like a request, and after one more too loud moan from you, he was sticking his fingers in your mouth.

matty can't help but groan as he feels your tongue wrapping around his fingers, teasing them as they sit in your mouth. every moan you make is muffled by his digits, you have to bite them to stop yourself screaming as he fucks you at a brutal pace.

eventually, you're still too loud. and matty pushes his fingers deeper, moaning as he feels your throat constricting around them. "That's it, cmon baby just gotta take a little more. if you can't take my fingers down your throat how are you gonna take my cock, hmm? You've gotta clean me up after this, my dirty girl."

you can't help but cry out at his words, a weak promise muffled from behind his fingers. the sound of your desperation only fuels matty further. his fingers pushing deeper as his thrusts speed up, and you can tell he's close.

"there we go, fucking choke on my fingers. good girl. so good f'me" he grunts, pounding you relentlessly. you tighten your walls around him, smirking around his fingers when you feel his thrusts stutter.

"oh shit- that's it. such a good slut. fuck m'gonna cum. where do you want me?" matty throws his head back in bliss, rocking his hips as he feels your desperate cunt pulling him back in over and over again.

"insidhwhebmeh" you try to speak, but his fingers burrowed deep in your throat make you incomprehensible. matty pulls his fingers out, dragging his spit soaked digits down your lips and dropping them to grip around your throat.

"say it again for me baby, couldn't hear you over you choking on my fucking fingers." matty is fighting to hold himself together, holding off until he knows you're going to cum with him.

"inside me, please. wanna feel your cum dripping down my legs all day. fuck- cum with me please" you beg, your jaw dropping as you feel yourself nearing the edge faster and faster.

"shit- okay baby. that's it, cum for me. Good fucking girl" you finish immediately at his words, almost as if you just needed his permission before the rubber band inside you snapped.

matty fucks you through your orgasm, watching in awe as your whole body shakes, "That's it. keep cumming. god, you're so hot. holy shit."

the feeling of you pulsating around him was too much, and with a grunt matty finishes, burying himself as deep as he can inside you and filling you with his cum.

After a few weak thrusts, he pulls out. sighing heavily and leaning against the thin plastic wall behind him. his eyes flutter closed as he tries to catch his breath, but they're soon ripped back open by the feeling of you lapping at his half hard cock.

"gonna clean you up now, like I promised" you say with a sickly sweet smile, lapping at his cock and licking off the mixture of your relases, moaning as the musky taste overtakes your senses.

maybe he cums again in your mouth, or perhaps he pulls you up by your hair and shoves his tongue in your mouth to taste the mixture of you both.

anyway... yeah <3

returning to the group is a little awkward, your half limp and the satiated smile on mattys face tell them all they need to know. but after a light jab from George about your whereabouts, everyone lets it go.

that's until they're banging on the wall of your room in the villa and begging you both to stop fucking just for 5 minutes.

oopsie! <3

[mintaikk]

There's always those fics that put too much emphasis on it 😔

(Original video made by rarityswifez of Tiktok. I just added the words)

[mistywaves98]

yfsdtydcstshegwsvjhgv hear me out hear me out,,,, yandere!scara controlling reader like he did Haypasia but instead of just making her follow him, he turns the reader into his personal cumdump- reader tries oh so hard to fight back, watching as if its a movie as her body is used as a fucktoy for the ex-harbringer- but the thing is, after a while of this, the reader begins to believe everything he says, that her only purpose in life is to bring him pleasure and becomes scara's perfect obedient little pet <3

-super duper cool anon

This is such a juicy idea anon!

Edit: I think I strayed a bit from what the ask said, sooo uhh, really sorry about that anon 😬😔

✧･ﾟ:* Yandere! Scaramouche x Fem! Reader

✧･ﾟ:* ¡Warnings!: Not proofread, Yandere themes (but not that intense), Non con, Degradation, Lots of repetition of words, collaring, rough sex, Mean! Scaramouche, Kidnapping, I think that's it!

✧･ﾟ:* Minor writing smut! DNI if uncomfy!

✧･ﾟ:* Reblogs are greatly appreciated!

As another one of the scholars who dedicated their lives to trying to connect their consciousness to Irminsul, that is what you spent all of your time doing. Yes, you knew of the tales of what happened to most of those who did manage to accomplish such a task but your desire for the kind of knowledge you could potentially gain blocked out any protests against your actions.

One time you actually saw something while meditating, visions of some sort and although they were blurry and barely distinguishable, it excited you. Since then, you've been training hard, hoping to experience that again.

You heard from somewhere that the Palace of Alcazarzaray was a good place to practice your meditation, so that's where you could be found as the days followed. As you meditated more and more, you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to your goal, it was only a matter of time, you told yourself. However, you also realized that during the rare times when you weren't meditating, you felt dazed and unfocused and often times you swore you saw something, or glimpses of someone. Though this worried you to a very small extent, instead, you thought you just needed to work a little harder. Eventually it got to a point where you spent all your time meditating, evoking worry from your relatives. In fact, the only thing that stopped you from meditating full time was them coming to 'snap you out of it' as they said. This annoyed you very much and although you knew they meant well, you were too close now and you had already accepted the risks this journey was accompanied with.

So, taking a small choice of possessions, you went to a remote, isolated part of the forest where you would meditate for days on end, not sleeping, eating or drinking. Strangely enough, your body seemed fine with it too, you weren't fatigued at all, it was just the haziness and hallucinations.

Now you were sitting on the floor of the cave, face relaxed but at the same time fixed with an expression of concentration. You focused....and focused.....and focused.....

Yes....

You could feel it, just a little more....

Your eyes suddenly shot open.

Scanning your surroundings you immediately realized something was off. The earth seemed to be layered with a gray tint and there was someone standing right in front of you with their back turned.

"Have...I...finally done it once more? Is....my consciousness.... connected to Irminsul?" You hesitantly ask, "Hmph. Not even a 'hello' at least? I expected better from my first follower."

What? What is he talking about? But wait.... He seems familiar..."Who...are you?" It's difficult to talk, your mind feels heavy and your vision is blurring momentarily. "Me? They call me Scaramouche or 'the Balladeer.' I am a member of the eleven fatui Harbingers but soon I will be known as the god of Sumeru. For now, however, you will address me as 'master,' understood?" He turned around and you were met with two purple eyes glaring down at you. The Harbingers? You've heard of that before, back when you were in the Akademiya, they're from Snezhnaya, right?

Scaramouche's voice brings you out of your thoughts,"I said, 'is that understood?' " "U-uh, yes....master..." His frown turns into an expression of smugness. "Good, I suppose you're pretty baffled by the situation you've found yourself in, but I'll have some mercy and explain it to you."

Your eyes widen when he reveals that he had been watching you ever since you had that experience with the indescribable visions. Those were...his memories? And apparently he's going to become a god? And he has chosen you as his first follower? "Why, you may ask? Well, no one has ever managed to connect directly to my consciousness before, so I took this as a sign. A sign that you are the chosen one." Huh, so you didn't connect to Irminsul after all and instead you're peering into the consciousness of one of the Harbingers? This information is hard for your now unstable mind to process. It hurts...You bring a hand to your aching forehead and try to soothe the pain. "...Can't...focus.."

Suddenly, a hand grips your jaw and tilts your head up so that you make eye contact with him,"You look so dumb right now, but it's alright, you won't need to think much from now on." You gasp as he kisses you roughly, pushing his tongue into your open mouth. His hands grab both of your wrists in a painful grip as he shoves you into the ground, lips still connected. You try struggle under his grip, only to find you can barely move. You try breaking the kiss but not only does he push harder, you can't even move your head and when he pulls away, you cringe at the strings of saliva between you two.

"Why...?" Is all you can manage as you gasp for breath,"Don't ask questions, all you need to know is that you are going to be my little stress toy from now until the day you die." His tone is snappy and you shut up at once, mind hazy. Scaramouche looks as your flushed face and chuckles darkly,"Your mind is weak, you can't even think straight, can you? And without the ability to properly process things you leave your body in a very vulnerable state, don't you know that? Hehe, I'm going to have so much fun with you..." He was right, your mind was under so much strain during your intense meditation sessions, now you don't have the brain to fight back.

His hands let go of your wrists and began to trail down your body, stopping to cup your breasts. You couldn't help but moan as he massaged the soft flesh through your clothes. Then, without warning he tore your top apart, exposing the white bra confining your chest. He made quick work of that two and as soon as the piece of fabric fell to the ground, his fingers went up to flick your now-hard nipples. Suddenly he gave them both a particularly harsh tug, grinning when you yelped in pain. With one hand playing with your left breast, he used his free hand to hike up your obnoxiously long skirt.

"You don't even wear a pair of shorts under this? Such a whore." He smirked at the help you let as as he smacked your pussy. You bit your lip as whimpers threatened to leave your throat as he used his slender fingers to circle your clothed clit. "Please....stop..." "Stop? When you are this wet? Just admit it, you're getting off on your god fucking you." "No...I—" You gag as Scaramouche stuffs three fingers deep down your throat "Stop talking and suck if you know what good for you."

When he finally decided you're wet enough, he slipped your panties off and pocketed them despite your protests. He then flips you unto your stomach before taking his cock out of the confines of his pants,"Now we move on to my favourite part."

A ragged scream is ripped from your throat as he immediately bottomed out inside of you. The situation doesn't get any better when he starts moving right after, barely giving you time to adjust to his size. His pace is fast and his thrusts are brutal, your body rocks back and forward with each slam of his hips. Your own hips feel bruised from the grip he has on them. The burn of his cock abusing your insides has tears streaming down your face and choked out sobs and moans leaving your mouth. A sadistic smile is plastered across his face, clearly enjoying your discomfort and pain,"You look so pretty with tears flowing down your face—hah—you feel so good, these virgin walls are squeezing me so tightly. Yes, cum of my cock, on your lord's cock and show me that only I can pleasure you like this."

Until that moment you didn't even realize you were getting closer to orgasming but you did as he said and the knot in your stomach snapped as you released all over him with a cry. That didn't stop Scaramouche from continuing to fuck you though, his pace barely faltered and his thrusts were just as hard as before,"Please—ngh—stop...no—more..." "Shut up. Your master hasn't had his pleasure yet and you will take everything he gives you until he's satisfied."

He then proceeded to bury his teeth into your neck, biting down so hard the skin broke, causing blood to leak from the wound. You shiver as his tongue darts out to lick a long stripe up your neck, gathering the warm liquid on it in the process. The way his cock is pistoning in and out of you has you weakly clawing at the dirt beneath. You continue to helplessly moan as his breathing gets more ragged and heavy, he must be close. Said assumption proves to be right when you suddenly feel a burst of hot liquid shoot straight into your pussy. Scaramouche finally stops and pulls out of your sore cunt, watching as the white substance leaks out of your abused hole, past your trembling thighs and onto the ground. A pleased look adorns his face,"Hehe, seems like I forgot to mention that I was about to cum, but that's alright, you couldn't anything about it anyway even if you knew."

You sat on the bed situated in the corner of the room, staring at the wall. Your eyes eventually landed on the chains binding your hands to the bed posts, restricting your movements. They were so short, you couldn't even walk a few inches away from the bed.

It had been months since Scaramouche kidnapped you from the cave you originally resided in after fucking your brains out. Since then he has kept you here, occasionally coming to 'check up' on his little pet which mostly consisted of him manhandling you till you were about to pass out. Everytime he came to you, you could see how he was gradually falling into madness. His words became more cruel, more unghinged, more obsessive.

It made you afraid of him and you were worried that someday he might snap and do something unthinkable.

Your gaze shifted to the mirror on the dresser right across from you. A collar was tightly looped around your neck with the name 'Scaramouche' in bold letters. Your hand came up and you tugged it slightly. It didn't budge. Tears filled your eyes at the humiliating memories it brought back. When he first showed it to you, you absolutely refused to wear it and after a lot of resistance from you he was able to secure it, he also fastened it so tightly it choked you at first. And he never bothered to loosen it. Sometimes, on the days when he was feeling it, he would attach a leash to the collar and use it to suffocate you if you were being to bratty.

Your eyes went lower to observe your attire. You'd been forbidden to wear anything besides a town that barely covered your thighs. That is, unless Scaramouche demanded otherwise. The material was so thin and you weren't even allowed to wear anything under it. For easy access, he said.

You've gotten over your dizzy, hallucinating state a long time ago and since you're usually locked up in the room, it's given you a lot of time to think. What has happened to your family? Have they noticed your disappearance? Are they looking for you? Did Scaramouche kill them? But he has no reason to do such a thing, but then again, you wouldn't put it past him to kill innocent people.

You flinch as the door opens. He's back already?

Your eyes widen in fear and you can't help but back up little by little when he approaches you. Soon you're pressed against the headboard and he gets on the bed and crawls over you. You stare into his dull eyes with your frightened ones. You can't see anything but obsession, lust and insanity in them.

"How's my little servant doing? Have you been enjoying your time here? You better have been. Why do you look so afraid? Hehe, you thought I wouldn't notice? You can't hide anything from your god you know." His cold hand rested on your cheek, slowly going down to trace the letters engraved on the collar you were forced to wear. A maniacal smile stretched across his face as he looked at it, pupils dilating with lust. Suddenly he hooked his fingers under it and gave it a sharp tug, briefly laughing when you gasped and instinctively grabbed his arm, as he pulled you forward.

Now he was so close that you could feel his hot breath against your lips. Without warning he kissed you with so much force your head hit the wooden headboard of the bed. This caused your mouth to slightly part in surprise and Scaramouche's tongue was practically down your throat instantly.

His knee made it's way between your legs, pressing up against your bare pussy and rubbing against it. You felt him smile against your mouth as your thighs squeezed his own in a futile attempt to conceal your now aroused state.

When he finally broke the kiss, you gratefully inhaled the much needed oxygen as your face burned with humiliation. You hated being in such a vulnerable state, you hated being so easy to take advantage of. But there was nothing you could do about the way the Harbinger's hands snuck under your gown to roughly grope your chest. No matter what you did or wanted to do, you could only moan in guilty pleasure.

Soon enough, you found yourself in a familiar but unwelcomed position: face pressed into the pillow with your 'lord's' dick thrusting in and out in an attempt to get off. Your hands held onto the sheets for dear life as you came for the 3rd time. Tears rolled down your face and drool stained the pillow as Scaramouche laughed cruelly at your fucked out appearance,"Need a break? Too bad, you won't get one."

You could only mumble inaudible phrases in between gasps and moans in response,"Ngh—please master—hngh—please cum in me—!" "What's that? You want me to fill this slutty hole of yours with my cum? That's right, fill up you like the cumdump you are?" He smirked as you only panted small, breathy 'yes'' to his degrading words. Moments later he finally reached his high and shot his load into your tight pussy.

Scaramouche didn't bother to pull out and instead pressed his chest against your back and whispered into your ear, possessiveness evident in his tone,"No one else can or ever will make you feel like this, only I can bring you this kind of pleasure. You're mine, mine to fuck how I want, mine to do with whatever I please. Right, my little servant?" You nodded dumbly to his statements, mind too mushy to think straight.

You really were just a cumdump for him.

[littlemissomega]

Meeting the Coworkers Part 1

Warnings: smut, kinda threesome [steve doesnt really do anything] dom!steve x innocent!sub!reader x dom!peter parker, overstimulation, oral [f receiving], mention of oral m recieving, fingering, mention of virginity, degrading, squirting, overuse of the words 'whimpers' and 'chuckles' (yes that's a warning)

Summary: Steve has been clear about his polyamorous relationship with some of his coworkers since he started dating Y/N, but she never really wanted to meet any of them. Steve intrudices her to Peter first, and things get heated

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"Are you sure you're ready for this, princess? Cause if not, we can always kick him out and-"

"Stevie," Y/N interrupts, "I-I'm ready! I want to…to try,"

"Okay, babygirl, let me call him in,"

Steve runs his hand up and down Y/N's soft thigh.

"Peter, you can come in now!" Steve calls.

Y/N's breath catches in her throat and she curls in closer to Steve when she sees him. 

Steve and Y/n have been dating for a year and she's never been happier. Steve made sure she knew off the nst that he has in a polyamorous relationships with a few people he works with, but she should not feel pressured at all the become apart of it. So it had just been the two of them for a year.

But Y/N got increasingly more curious about that part of Steve's life.

"You remember Peter, dont you, princess?" Steve asks gently.

Y/N nods. She remembers the day she and Steve were out getting coffee and Peter just "happened' to be there. He made her even more curious. And a few other emotions she didn't quite understand.

He made her blood light on fire, just like Stevie does, which confused her. She didn't want to cheat on Steve, she loves him! One night, she confessed the feelings she had to Steve, and he just chucked and kissed her nose. 

"Hi, darlin'! You look pretty today!" Peter smiles.

Y/N cheeks flush at the complement.

"T-thank you," she stutters.

"Awww she such a cutie, Steve! Can't even take a complement without blushing!"

"I know! She's my shy llittle baby," Steve chuckles.

Y/N blushes even harder and fiddles with the hem of her sundress. She's sitting on the bed between Steve's legs. She doesn't even hear Peter talking to her through her blushing. Peter sits down on the bed and gently grabs her chin, making her look up st him.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, babygirl,"

Y/N let's out an involuntary whimper, causing both men to chuckle.

"What do you say when you understand, princess?" Steve asks.

"Yes, sir," Y/N responds.

"Good girl," steve whispers in her ear.

"You've got her trained right up, don't you?" Peter chuckles, "you wanna lay back, pretty girl?"

Y/N looks back at Steve and he nods. She scoots forward on the bed so she can lay back, making sure to hold the hem of her dress so it doesn't ride up. Steve positions her head in his lap and she looks up at him with wide, doe eyes.

"Are you sure you want this, bunny?" Steve asks one last time 

"Uh huh!"

"Do you remember your safe word?"

"Red," Y/N nods.

"Good girl! You hear that, Peter?" Steve asks, looking up at his boyfriend, "she says red and you stop,"

"Sir yes sir," Peter chuckles.

"Daddy?" Y/N whispers.

"Yes, bunny?" Steve respinds.

"Is he gonna be gentle?"

"Even gentler than me" Steve chuckles.

"Can you h-hold my hand, Daddy?"

"Of course, pretty girl," Steve smiles, lacing his fingers with hers

Peter positions himself in front of Y/N's clamped shut thighs and grabs the hem of her dress; going to take it off.

"Wait," Yn interrupts, "C-can I keep it on? Just f-for now?"

"Of course, princess," Steve and Peter respond at the same time.

Y/N always been insecure about her body. She thinks she too short, and as Steve likes to call it, 'curvy'.

Peter flips the hem of her skirt up just so her white cotton panties show. 

"You gott open your pretty thighs if you want me to do anythjng," Peter chuckles, gently rubbing her thighs.

Y/N lets out another whimper and hides her face in Steve's lap.

"Can I kiss you?" Peter asks, wanting yn to feel more comfortable.

Yn looks up at steve as if she's asking permission.

"Whatever you're comfortable with, bunny," Steve smiles, stroking her hair.

"Yes please," yn whispers.

Peter moves up so he's straggling yn and lowers his lips down to hers. He smells like peppermint and kisses her gently and reassuringly. It takes her breath away and went he pulls away and moves down to her neck, she's gasping.

"A-arent you gonna…give Stevie a kiss?" Yn asks quietly.

"Awww silly baby!" Steve chuckles, "always thinking 'bout her Daddy!"

Steve grabs Peter's chin and kisses him passionately. Yn whimpers at the heated sight above her.

"Good boy," Y/N hears Steve mumble into Peter's lips.

Steve pulls away from the kjss.

"Now get to work," Steve chuckles.

Peter kisses down yns neck and her eyes flutter closes.

"You're so beautiful," Peter mumbles.

Warmth blooms through y/n. Steve calls her beautiful every day, but it's weird hearing it from someone else. Nice, but weird.

"Thank y-you,"

"Oh such polite little baby! Did you Daddy teach you that?" Peter asks.

"Uh huh!" Yn nods.

"Now, be a good girl and open those pretty thigh," peter croons.

Yn buries her face back in Steve's lap as she slowly spreads her thighs. Peter settles between them and smirks at the little wet patch.

"I've surprised Steve doesn't have you in little lacy panties!" Peter chuckles.

"Daddy loves my pa- oooh," yns moan interrupts her and peter gently strocks her clit through her panties.

"So sensitive! Look at me," peter voices.

But y/n keeps her face hidden. Steve reaches down and spanks Yns thigh. She gasps and looks up at him in shcok.

"You know better! You've gonna give me a reputation of not knowing how to keep my little baby slut in line! Listen to Peter or else!" Steve snaps 

"I'm sorry Daddy!" Y/n whimpers.

Y/n looks down at Peter and he keeps eye contact with her and he slowly tugs her panties down. She squirms under his intense gaze, but she doesn't look at. Yn doesnt want her Daddy to get mad again!

The cold air hits yns wet pussy and she gasps, attempting to close her legs, but Peter stops her.

"Fuck, what a pretty pussy!" Peter croons.

Y/n's face flushes even more.

Peter continues looking at her and he lowers his lips to her pussy and gives her clit a little kitten lick. Yn jolts and moans as Peter continues. Her toes curl and she clutches Steve's hand.

"Sweetest fucking pussy I've ever had," Peter mumbles into her, the vibrations jolting her core.

"Ngjjff Daddyyy," she moans.

"What, pumpkin? I'm not the one makes your pretty pussy feel good, Peter is!" Steve chuckles, leaning down to kiss her nose.

Yn states up at steve with wide eyes as Peter continued lightly lapping her clit. She squirms at the sensation. Warmth grows in yns core quickly.

"You know what she really likes?" Steve voices, turning his attention to Peter. He stops and looks up to listen, making yn whimper, "when you give her clit a little smack. I've made her cum before from just spanking her clit!"

"Oh really? What a naughty little slut!" Peter croons, smaking yns clit.

Yns back jolts off the bed and the tries moving away from peter to escape the sensation, but that just causes him to do it more.

"Sit still," Steve snaps.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, it's just-just nghfjfhf too much!" Yn blabbers.

"I've barely touched you!" Peter inserts.

He smacks her clit again before leaning down and plant a soft kiss. The kiss turns into sucking on it. Yn moans as she gets closer to her release. 

"D-daddy I'm gonna cum! Can I please cum?"

"I'm not the one you need to ask, doll,"

Yn looks down at peter, her face bright red.

"Peter please," she whimpers.

"Please what?" Peter asks mockinglg, switching to rubbing circles on her clit.

"Peter please please please gonna cum oh please please can I cum, sir?" Yn babbles.

"Good girl. Cum for me, baby,"

Yn throws her head back and grips the sheets and fire corses through her vveins. peter gently works her through her orgasum. She bites down on her lip to try and muffle some of her moans.

But once yn starts to relax again, peter goes straight back to work. He goes to slip two fingers in, but then realizes y/n's sopping hole is far too tight for that. He's able to slip the tip on one in, but barely. He moves his mouth from her clit as she squirms uncomfortably from the stretch and sensitivity from her last orgasam.

"Fuck she's tigher than a virgin!" Peter coments.

"That's cause she is one!" Steve chuckles.

Peter looks up in shock.

"You haven't popped her cherry yet?"

"Nope! I've tried loads of times, but Daddy's fat cock is just too big for your little baby pussy, isn't it?" Steve asks yn.

"No wonder you're wound so tight when you come over! Wands couldn't walk for a week after y'alls last date! You've been using up all your self restraint here!"

Yn feels a pang of guilt. Is she hurting her Daddy? Is he bitter than he hasn't been able to 'pop her cherry's? She starts feeling even more guilty when Steve leans down and softly kisses her.

"I love you., baby bear. And I've already told you, we're taking this at tihr pass. So stop thinking about it!" Steve whispers getnly.

"Damn she's dripping down my wrist and I can barely get one finger in!" Peter voices, finally easing his finger in.

"Relax your pretty pussy, baby," Steve orders gently, "it'll feel better if you do,".

Yn sniffles as peter works his finger in and out of her, digging her nails into Steve's hand.

"I can see what you mean, man," peter starts, sliding his finger in and out slowly, "she'd probably suffocate your dick off if you tried to put it in!"

"Oh yeah! My little baby is just so much smaller than me! I've never been able to get more than two fingers in her pretty pussy, even after making her cum till she's dumb and with lube!" Steve explains.

"I can see why!"

"I've tried putting my cock in before, but I just can't make even the tip fit, and she cries so hard I just can't,"

"Daddyyy," Y/N whimpers, her face flaming red, "staph it!"

"Stop what?" Steve asks mockinglg.

Yn struggles to form words with Peter's finger in her pussy, and his thumb starting to rub circles on her swollen clit.

"Stop talking a-about putting…..you in m-me," yn stutters embarrassedly.

"Aww bunny! You had my cock in your mouth just this morning and can't even say the word!"

"Daddy shhh!"

Y/n's thighs start quivering even more as another climax builds.

"Do I need to put my cock back in your mouth so maybe you remember to word?" Steve asks.

Yn jumps at the idea and crans her head back furture.

"Uh huh uh huh uh huh! Please Daddy, I'll be good! Wanna make you feel good Daddy!" Yn responds excitedly but yet still so innocently.

"Oh I was just messing with you, baby bunny! Right now is just about you and making your pretty pussy feel good.

Yns face drops and eter chuckles into her pusy, making her moan.

"B-but Daddy I-" yn starts.

"Maybr if you're good, I'll let you suck on Daddys cock later," steve smirks, pating her cheek.

"Damn, Rogers, you've got her giving you blow jobs as a reward?"

"She's a Daddy's girl," steve ssmirks. 

Peter startd sliding his finger in and out faster and yns pussy flutters around him more. Yn struggles to contain her sounds, and Peter and Steve can tell.

"Let me hear you, pretty girl," Peter orders.

"B-but-"

"Stop muffling your pretty moans or you won't be cumming for a month," Steve snaps.

Yns moans start bubbling over as the last of her pride finally melts awat. Her body ie on fire.

"Good girl," peter chuckles, "does that feel good?"

"Fuck fuck f-fuck feels s-jfkfjfhfj so good! Can I cum again, sir?" Yn blubbers himystrrically, her brain foggy with pleasure.

"What a dirty mouth! Cum for me, dirty girl," Peter responds.

"Look at him while you cum," Steve orders, moving yns head so she has to looking in Peter's eyes while she cums.

Yn moans and squirms and pants through her orgasm. Fire engulfs her belly and she squirts all over Peter's face. She has to request the urge to let her eyes flutter shut.

"Fuck shes a squirter?" Peter moans.

"Oh all the time! I'm surprised she didn't earlier! She must be dehydrated. Have you not been drinking enough water today, bug?" Steve asks.

Yn just whimpers, not able to form words after another intense climax. Peter keeps going at first, then he stops. Yn let's out a sigh of relief, knowing she'd be even more sensitive after that. Her eyes flutter shut and she relaxes against the mattress.

Then she feels the tip of something hard and warm against her puffy pussy lips and jumps. Peter slides is cock through her soaking, sensitive folds and yn lets out a strangled cry, looking up at Steve. He smirks at her.

"Daddy," she cries.

"What is it, bug?"

"Too mu-much! Too sensitive!"

Yns magic blocking bracket flows as it works to keep her powers from overtaking her. When she gets overwhelmed, it's hard for her to control her magic, which is why Steve had Bruce make her the bracelet.

"Take it like a good girl, bunny,"

Peter's rough jeans rub against her thighs and she lets a loud moan.

Yn feel so warm it's maddening, and she starts tugging on her dress.

"Off off off please, Daddy, want it off!" Yn cries, her voice muddles with pleasure.

"Okay, baby boo, one second," Steve smirks.

Steve pulls his girlfriend's dress off over her head and throws it off the bed. Yn feels Peter's cock get even harder as he looks up and down her body.

"Fuck, you really did get a good one, Rogers,"

"Damn right I did,"

Steve reaches down and runs Y/N's nipple through her bra.

"Can I take this off too, pumpkin?" Steve asks, tugging on her bra.

Yn can barely hear him with Peter grinding against her core, so she just nods. Steve quickly takes off her bra to reveal yns hard nipples.

"Oh bunny, you're gonna be the death of me," Steve moans, looking down at her fucking out face.

Steve pinches her nipples between his fingers and she whimpers, twitching from all the stimulation.

Yn orgasm builds so quickly it feels like a freight train about to hit.

"Fuck daddy fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fhck fuck," she babbles, "I can't cant cant too much ooh fhck,"

"Yes you can. Be a good girl and cum for Peter one more time,"

"Come on, pretty girl, I can feel you getting close. Cum all over my cock, honey," Peter moans.

Yn squirms everywhere, almost like she's trying to escape her orgasm, but she can't. It crashes into her and the whole world shatters.

Peter watches in awe as Yn cums, her face flushes red and sweat dripping down her body. Liquid squirts out onto Peter's abs, turning him on even more. He reaches up and runs the nipple Steve isn't. Her thigh quiver and her pussy flutters around him, drawing him closer to his orgasm.

"Where do you want me to cum?" He asks Steve, knowing yn is far too out of it to answer.

"On her stomach," Steve responds, pushing yns hair out of her face as she comes down from her orgasm.

Peter pulls his cock away from her dripping folds, causing a string of cum to string off. Her jerks off to the look of her fucked out face before letting it load out of her smooth stomach.

"Good boy," steve chuckles.

But Peter barely hears him, he's focused on check on yn.

Yn brain starts to clear as she comes up from her orgasm. Her eyes flutter open and she sees Peter and Steve looking down at her.

"Hey, pretty girl!" Peter smiles gently, "you did so good!"

"So good!" Steve repeats.

"Really?" Yn asks weakky.

"Really! You were so so perfect, baby! Daddy is so proud of you!" Steve smiles.

Yn flushes contently.

"Thank you, Daddy,"

"How are you feeling, angel?" Steve asks.

"Sleepy," Y/N mumbles contently.

"Go to sleep, honey," Steve tells her, "We'll get you cleaned up, pretty girl,"

Yn drifts in and out of consciousness while they clean her up.

Peter goes to clean up Y/N's stomach with a tissue, but Steve stops him. 

"Can't let me pretty boy's cum go to waste!" Steve smirks, leaning down and starting to lick the cum off her stomach.

Yn squirms a little in her sleep, but doesnt stop him.

Once they finish cleaning her up, Peter and Steve snuggle up in bed next to Y/N. She's out cold.

"You did so good, honey," Steve tells Peter quietly.

"T-thank you"

"Not so confident now, are you? Now, you can let all that dominance  go to your head, baby boy! Bucky will tear your ass up if you brat off to him again,"

"I know, sir, I wont," Peter nods.

Peter looks down at Y/N as she sleeps peacefully.

"She's a perfect match," peter comments, "I know the others are gonna love her so that won't be an issue. Do you think she'll agree?"

"Hopefully," Steve responds.

"So, who are you gonna introduce her to next?"

"Hmm maybe Wanda,"

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[bicheetopuff]

I’m on chapter 11 of From the Sidelines…

[xariarte]

Who are some of the married couples who you think need fic 👀

Well anon, this might be a long list, so buckle up. 😭😭

Couples That Have Zero Fics (and my explanations on why they should):

Milwaukee Bucks - Khris Middleton/Giannis Antetokounmpo

Steph and Klay have played together for thirteen years, and behind them, Khris and Giannis have played together for eleven years. Their partnership is wonderful, so tender and soft. You just have to look at their photos together to see that. Giannis said that once Khris retires, it will be so sad for him, since he has never played a single game without him.

Brooklyn Nets - Cam Johnson/Mikal Bridges

They sparked a friendship in 2019, were on the Phoenix Suns together for four years, then they were traded ~together~ for KD onto the Nets. They do everything together, to the point where they've been called twins. They were even together playing at the FIBAWC last summer on Team USA!

Dallas Mavericks - Dwight Powell/Maxi Kleber

I don't know if you have ever gone into Mavs Tumblr, but Dwight and Maxi have so many intricate rituals together that I am surprised that nobody has ever written fic about them. They've both played together for seven years. There's lots of evidence that they both hang out off-court together, and a video of them playing golf together too!

New York Knicks - Jalen Brunson/Josh Hart

Are these two married...? I mean, they have old married couple vibes so I'm just going to sneak them in here anyway. If you've paid attention to the nba tumblr community rumbles, then you've seen them. I even made a text post meme on them. They were college roommates, then became friends, now they're on the same team, and they have a podcast together.

Oklahoma City Thunder - SGA/Dort and J-Dub/J-Will

They are new, so I understand why there's nothing. But, SGA and Lu Dort are both Canadian and they are open about their bromance. They have known each other since high school and were roommates together. They also play for the national team. Meanwhile, J-Dub and J-Will were drafted together, plus they have similar names and have a budding twin-like friendship.

Couples That Aren't Married But Are A Pair:

Luka Dončić and Devin Booker

Even though they don't have much history together irl, this gifset of them and also the text post meme I made (which...btw, is my most popular one so far) single-handedly proves that they need way more than one single fic written about them.

Couples That Have Fic But I'd Like More:

Boston Celtics - Jayson Tatum and Jaylen Brown

Denver Nuggets - Nikola Jokić and Jamal Murray

Chicago Bulls - Coby White and Patrick Williams

Houston Rockets - Alperen Sengun and Jabari Smith Jr. (I am very biased about this one, I'm afraid)

[roadsidegrave]

I don’t even read “””booktok books””” I’m sure that many are not very well written but the posts acting like people (women) enjoying fun unserious brain candy romance books are the death of literature are fucking annoying. who cares if they’re talking about tropes. who cares if the book is kinda fic-y. there always have been and always will be books that are not that good I promise literature is not dying out

[schnitzelsemmerl]

i need to sleep

[olympusrox]

safe to say that i just read a korrasami fanfic that ripped out my spine and stomped on it

IT DIDNT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT A SAD FUCKING ENDING IN THE TAGS MAN BUT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT

[weirdo09]

i’m sorry but like do y’all actually like hobie or do you like a character to project on and treat you like shit in your self insert fics ?

[seoafin]

I want to know your messy booktok takes or books you hate so badly

LMAOOOO god i literally feel crazy going on booktok and seeing all these hyped up books and then reading it and wondering just how in the world these books got published. like lightlark? SUCKED. fourth wing? horrible. when the moon hatched? ....

like i genuinely don't think i've read a good 'mainstream booktok' romance recommendation. all the good book recs i've gotten are from the smaller more intellectually focused booktokers. there's also one more popular book i did not like but i can't say it because the author is active on tumblr and is a friend of a friend lol