#bounces around climbs up walls hisses screams

[cameronsprincess]

thinking about jj and his needy ass wanting to eat your pussy all the time. he loves to hear you whine, see you cry and overstimulate your little pussy.

CW: fem receiving oral, jj is a munchhhhh, overstimulation, fingering, dirty talk & praise.

p!link this is so our baby boy<3

“that’s it princess, doin’ so well f’me.” you squirm underneath his bruising hold, large palms firmly gripping at your hips as he holds you down, his tongue making slow circles on your overly sensitive clit.

a whine escapes you, your hips bucking wildly as your legs shake uncontrollably. you’re overstimulated, brain fried and exhausted from coming undone five times already.

“j-jj… n-no m-more. please” you’d whine, but that only spurred him on. jj loved when you whined, begging him to stop and give you a break. you tasted too damn good to stop though.

he’d suck your clit into his mouth, the lewd sounds of him sucking harshly at your sensitive bud bouncing off the walls before he releases your clit from his lips with a pop.

“no can do, baby girl. this pussy is too fuckin’ sweet to stop. you’ve made such a fuckin’ mess, look so fuckin’ sweet like this.”

his teeth bite down on your inner thighs, his tongue darting out and licking up the soft, plump skin. you jerk your hips back, the most pathetic whimpers and moans falling past your lips.

your thighs are burning, pussy pulsing as your sixth release nears. “l-last one? p-please, j. ‘m so sore and t-tired.”

his lips find your clit again, wrapping around the sensitive bud and sucking softly. his right hand leaves your hip, two thick fingers pushing into your warm, arousal soaked cunt. he slowly thrusts his fingers in and out of you, feeling you clench around them tightly.

he sucks on your clit faster, harder, his fingers picking up in speed. a high pitched whine is ripped from your chest, screaming jj’s name as you come undone around his fingers.

your body shakes, tears falling down your cheeks as jj helps you ride out your high. he slowly pulls his fingers from inside you, making you wince and hiss in a breath. he lifts his head, smiling down at you as you lay beneath him, completely spent.

he places a soft kiss on your inner thighs before climbing to lay beside you, wrapping his arms around your still shaking body. “did so good for me baby, ‘m so proud of you.”

mmmm hope this is okay. my brain hates me lately and can’t write for shit but this was heavyyy on my mind this morning so yeah <3

daydreams

[blueicequeen19]

Smuggler

Warnings: cheating, unprotected sex, friends with benefits, frenemies, talk of smuggling, JJ being a fuckboy

I wasn’t supposed to be here. I was only in town long enough for my dad to refuel his plane then we were heading back to the Bahamas. The last thing I needed was any involvement with a damn Pogue. So why was I riding this one like I’d die if I didn’t?

“Goddamn.” JJ’s hand gripped my throat as he let out a throaty groan, his cock touching so deep it almost hurt. His big dick was definitely a perk.

“I’m close.” I rasped, using both hands to grope my breasts as I bounced harder, my head thrown back. The hand on my throat tightened until darkness clouded my vision, his free hand finding my clit until finally I erupted with a cry.

“Fuck yes, baby.” His grip tightened then I was on my back as he drove into me with enough force to send my head against the headboard as it slapped the wall.

“I’m not your baby.” I bit out. My nails dug into his back until he hissed through gritted teeth as I tried to keep from screaming from the intense pleasure. His teeth found my nipple and I yelped, wrapping my legs around his waist as his pace increased.

“Cum again or I’m cumming inside you.” JJ growled around my flesh in his mouth. Did we forget a fucking condom?

“Don’t you dare.” I gasped, his hand sliding down to grip my ass as he pounded me harder.

“You don’t want a part of me inside you when you fly back home?” His taunt pisses me off but I’m too close to care. Sweat dripped from his brow and onto my chest before he dropped down on top of me, his mouth finding my neck.

“Your dad might never bring you back if he found out.” JJ chuckles in my ear as his fingers meet my clit. I cum harder than before as I practically convulse beneath him. I barely suck in a breath when he’s yanking out to fist his cock as he cums all over my stomach and chest. I stare up at the ceiling as I lick my lips, tasting him there too as his heavy breathing echos around us.

“Was that really necessary?” I grumble, meeting his playful gaze with a glare as he grabs a towel to clean me off.

“Definitely.” When he reaches between my legs, I swat him away and climb off the bed to redress. I’m dressed quicker than he is and almost to the door when he grabs my hand, pulling me back.

“You’re leaving just like that?” He leans in for a needy kiss but I turn my head, pushing him back.

“My dad will want to leave soon.”

“It’ll take them awhile to load everything. Trust me.” Fire burns in my blood and I shove him away. He always does this. It’s like he wants to piss me off.

“My dad is not smuggling drugs.” I bite out just as my phone goes off in my pocket. I know it’s my dad. I don’t have to look to know.

“Why do you think your dad hates me? Because my dad is loading his plane up right now with contraband. Ask him what’s in the crates.”

“Shut the fuck up. You don’t know. If your dad is loading drugs into his plane then my dad doesn’t know about it.” I shove him away as he throws his head back with a laugh. My blood boils as I swing without thinking but he catches my wrist and shoves my back against the door. I can barely catch my breath as he presses his hot, warm body against my own with a cocky grin.

“You’re not dumb babe so don’t act like it.”

“Fuck you. I hate you.”

“You wish you hated you me.” He leans in to kiss me just when there’s a knock at the door. JJ groans before releasing me and stepping back. I sidestep him and yank the door open to reveal a cute and innocent looking brunette.

“Oh hi! You must be JJ’s cousin!” She exclaims, holding out her hand for me to shake as JJ coughs on a laugh. I’m too stunned to speak but I take her available hand.

“And she was just leaving.” JJ insists, opening the door wider as he tries to usher me out and her in. I try to wrap my head around what’s happening when she wraps her arms around his waist with a beaming smile.

“He told me you were visiting. I’m his girlfriend, Riley.” My eyes widen further as I look between them. JJ looks uncomfortable and she looks clueless. We literally smelled like sex but she was oblivious.

“I uh—.”

“I’ll see you later, cuz.” JJ wraps his arm around her shoulders before slamming the door in my face.

If anything, my hatred for OBX grew instantly.

[soraeia]

A Hunt - part 5.5

"What are you doing to him!?"

The voice shouted, though it was faint and distorted in the background of her own screams bouncing off of what she thought were the stone walls of that tower. She kicked and struggled against the hands pinning her into the grass---heart pounding inside her chest, beating against her ribs for freedom as she stared at Keinyth's face hovering above her.

"Your highness, please calm down! Stop this!"

In her thrashing, she caught sight of the scar along the guard's arm. And her pupils shrunk to diamond slits when she thought she heard her baby crying. Fangs elongated as her lips parted in a defensive hiss.

Withered leaves rained from above. Flowers wilted around them. Healthy grass browned and dried within moments beneath them. Nivaen squinted through the blood in his eyes, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.

"Keinyth..."

"...!!"

Fingertips and eyes aglow, Allisae placed her clawed hand along the scar she had given the guard years ago. And in the span of a second, Keinyth watched as magic bled from her touch and into his veins, climbing up in his arm----the light igniting his flesh from the inside until the skin of his limb expanded and burst into a bloodied bushels of flowers all the way up to his shoulder.

And he fell back, screaming in agony.

[neonpaperlanterns]

The sound of labored breathing and the frantic slapping of feet on wood echo through the rotting hallways. The noise bouncing off the thinning walls, altering anything and everything who could still hear.

Florence's lungs burned, her legs screamed in protest as she leapt over broken chairs and fractured desks. Dim yellow light popped and hissed as their glass shattered. Gurgled snarls rumble from behind her. The sound made her heart jump and it shook her to her core.

Her vision blurred as her foot caught on an uneven floor board. Florence somersaulted and rammed into a desk, a tape recorder was jarred from the impact and crashed onto the ground.

A crackled distorted voice speaking in a hushed tone filled the area.

I know I'm not alone here. I hear things.

Her head was spinning as she pushed herself up. Her gaze darted around frantically. She needed to hide. She didn't have time.

It whispers to me from the pipes. The ink talks to me, the ink knows me.

Desperate eyes landed on a hole that resided under the desk. Lights flickered on and off revealing that there was a hallway beyond. Hope that nearly choked her has her shoving the chair out of the way.

I think I want to join the the dark abyss. It's cold embrace speaks of comfort and understanding. It tells me I belong with it. It tells me that it can make everything better.

Nails scraped along sunken floorboards. Splintered wood threatening to stab into yielding flesh as her shoes skitter across the floor, frantic to gain purchase to push forward.

Trust in the ink. It knows what is best for us. Give in, trust in me. I have seen the eye of our God and it means us no harm! It is beautiful! It is pure! IT WILL SAVE US ALL!

Florence pulls her torso through the hole. She will get out of here. She will make it. She will get away from that thing.

A warm damp hand gently wraps around her ankle. It slithers further up to rest of her calf. Frozen dread pierces her heart. The air is forced form her lungs and she is immobile.

Time has suspended and nothing moves. Her ears are ringing and she can't hear the popping of the lights. She can't hear the low climbing laugh that is drowning in ink. She can't hear her own plea for salvation.

A second hand dances up her leg, needle like nails tapped out a tune.

A single tear rolled down her dirt stained cheek.

These pipes that flow from the ink machine, give life to our little friend moving on the screen. He's got two pointy ears and can be seen moving in the halls behind the scenes.

He's listening and always moving, following and choosing, standing and improving. Then one day you pulled the string and you re-animated our little Bendy.

Bendy and the ink machine.

In a way you've never seen.

Bendy and the ink machine.

Better watch out or he'll make you scream.

[ashnadir]

Worms everywhere. Worms squirming, almost deliberately, like they wanted to get under his clothes, into his mouth. Choke out the screaming. So many bloody worms. Ashed never had phobias - if he had any, his parents trained him to repress them deep - and worms had certainly never been on that list. But now? It was like drowning, only it was slimy, wriggly, and alive.

And then a miracle happened.

Or something. Another whisper, but this time it wasn't distant and hissing. It was near him, and suddenly there was light. Sparks that took on a life of their own, bouncing against the cave walls and illuminating...the source of the screeching. A worm so insanely large, it took up the entire tunnel. The regular worms wriggled around it like leeches. It was screaming at them, and out of its eyeless maw poured dozens of thick worms, like a living tongue.

Rory urged them to run, and it was only when Ashed found even footing and bolted, that he realized the other whisper was from Rory. The sparks followed and danced along around Rory, lighting their way. At first he thought she'd just cursed; some version of 'fuck me'. But that's not what she'd said. Not 'fuck me' but...

The giant worm was close behind them, rushing through the tunnel. It snapped at their heels. Ashed turned and slashed at its 'tongue', slicing a couple heads off. It squealed in pain, buying them some time.

"There - there!" Ashed pointed to a beam of moonlight above. The sparks circled around what looked like a ladder climbing up a vertical tunnel, hopefully leading to a manhole grate above. Ashed grabbed Rory and hoisted her to grab the rungs. "Climb!! I'm right behind you!" Ashed leapt up. It took a couple tries, he was short, but he managed to grab the bottom rung and haul himself. The giant worm surged behind them, worms crawled up the sides of the hole, trying to get them to slip. "The grate - ptew, feh - the grate'll be heavy. Can you lift it??" Ashed spat out worms, trying to shout up to Rory.

Things were moving quickly and Rory didn’t even have time to scream. Suddenly, the thousands of crawling worms were the least of her issues. She caught the torch once again, doing her best to click it on. Flicker. She bashed the torch on the side attempting to get it to work. Flicker. There couldn’t have been a worse moment. Flicker. “Fuck it.” They weren’t supposed to do magic in front of humans unless there was an emergency. This certainly felt like an emergency. She tossed the torch as hard as she could towards the worm and held her shaking hand out. “Fulgure” she closed her eyes, holding her breath and praying for success. The sparks chaotically exited her body, bouncing off of the walls.

They hit the floor and Rory grabbed Ashed, her surprised brown eyes. Her eyes were wide like saucers. She didn’t know where to begin with a thing like that and the screeching filled the darkness. “Ash… Run.” She shook her head, hoping that he didn’t decide to dive towards the creature.

[buckyalpine]

Shay😭😩. I’m on my period right now and it hurts like a bitch but at the same time it makes me horny so may i request period sex with bucky please? Hehehhehe more on praise too🥹

Cramps and..

Warnings: Period sex, shower sex, all the sex

"Fuck"

You hissed, groaning as a new wave of cramps took over, combining with your throbbing clit that had been screaming for attention ever since your period started. You tried to shake off the discomfort, giving Bucky a strained smile while he watched you grit your teeth.

"You okay there doll?" He walked over to where you were lying down on your bed, your laptop off to the side and a heating pad on your abdomen.

"Cramps"

Bucky nodded, climbing into bed with you and spooning you from behind, his arm slung around your waist, rubbing gentle circles where he knew he hurt the most.

You squirmed against him, growing more frustrated than feeling at ease in his hold. You knew he meant well, he really did, but it didn't help that his cologne evaded your senses, his body heat pressed against you. You felt goosebumps erupt on your skin each time he shifted, the hard muscles of his body rubbing against you.

"What's wrong baby?, you okay?" Bucky sat up slightly so he could look at you, hugging you closer.

"M'fine" you huffed but Bucky knew you were anything but that.

"Does it still hurt? I can run to the store and pick you up something stronger-

"No, its not that"

"What is it?"

"I-

"What is it sweet heart" Bucky's sincere eyes made your face burn, how could you tell him what you really needed right now was for him to pull his dick out and fuck you until- "Baby?"

"I'm fucking horny Bucky!"

"Is that all princess?" He murmured, his nose bumping against yours. A devilish grin spread across his face, rolling you over and pulling you flush against him. You squeaked when he held you securely while getting up, carrying you both over to the bathroom.

****

"Good girl" He whispered, his cock filling you perfectly from behind while he held you still, nipping your shoulder. The hot water of the shower had eased your cramps away but the ache between your legs only grew stronger. His hands moved to cup both your breasts in his hands, trailing down your body. He started off slow, his cock dragging in and out of you, loving the way your pussy sucked him back in, your greedy walls even more sensitive during this time of the month.

"You're so gorgeous angel" Bucky moaned, his eyes trained on how his hips were snapping against your ass, his hands firmly grabbing onto your hips. He slammed your hips against him to meet his thrusts, wasting no time in building your orgasm already.

"S'good Bucky, don't stop baby, keep-keep going" You cried out as he started to fuck you faster, his cock hitting your g-spot perfectly. Your moans bounces off the shower walls, making Bucky's cock swell, biting his lip when he felt you clench around him.

"My pretty baby, you're such a good girl for me baby, you know that?" He pulled out of you, turning you around and lifting you so your legs were wrapped around his waist. He filled you again, keeping you pressed against the cold tile wall.

"Don't stop Bucky" You moaned, your eyes locked with his while he gazed down at you, eyes trailing up and down your body.

"Never babydoll, fuck, I love this body, I love this face, I love you"

The overwhelming sensations of pleasure along with everything in overdrive was too much, tears spilling down your cheeks while he continued to grip you tightly against his body. "What's wrong baby?" Bucky cooed, cupping your face while a tear slipped out, his thumb brushing your cheek.

"L-love you"

Bucky kissed your tears away, his hand coming down to press against your abdomen where his cock bulged out. You nearly saw starts when he pressed down more, his blunt tip rubbing right against your g-spot perfectly. Bucky let out a dark chuckle, feeling your vice like grip, you were so close-

"Feel that baby? Does it feel good?" You nodded, moaning loudly in response as he fucked into you faster, chasing his own high so he could cum with you. "I know, m'right there with you sweet heart, go on, cum for me baby, cum"

You came right on his comment, your body convulsing while Bucky groaned, spilling his load into you.

"I love you so much angel"

*****

"Feeling better?"

You floated in and out of sleep in a comfy henley of his, happily wrapped under the covers with him. You nuzzled your face into his chest, breathing in his scent, your body finally relaxed in his hold. He grinned to himself, feather light kisses all over your face while you fell asleep, a content sigh slipping past your lips.

"L-love you"

"I love you

[euphor1a]

When you orgasm multiple times during sex

↬ fandom: bts

↬ pairing: members x f!reader

↬ genre: smut, established relationship.

↬ rating: 18+ (minors dni!)

↬ warnings: profanity, dom/sub undertones, daddy kink, rough sex, spanking, unprotected sex, oral (f!receiving), multiple orgasms (f!receiving), dirty talking, overstimulation, praising, pet names.

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˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌺 a/n ꒱ another repost from my old account! this was kinda secc of me ngl 😩;; enjoy friends 💞!

Namjoon 

The sound of skin slapping against skin intensifies with each passing second, your heightened senses overwhelming you. Namjoon grabs a fistful of your hair, his nipples brushing against your back as he leans down to whisper in your ear, “Look at you, such a mess for daddy.”

You can only whimper in response, hands gripping on the bedsheets for dear life. He groans, pounding into your cunt relentlessly. You know that you can’t last any longer. You’re still highly sensitive from all those previous releases. As if to prove your thoughts, your pussy starts pulsating around his cock yet again, signalling an approaching orgasm.

“Are you close, baby? Hmm? Someone is really lewd today, coming all over daddy’s cock again and again.” Namjoon growls, reaching for your clit and rolling it in tight circles. You let out a choked moan as your thighs start shaking. And for the third time tonight, you feel your pussy clenching around his dick.

Seokjin 

You writhe on the bed, moaning while Jin sucks on your clit. His fingers are buried deep inside your core, pumping you tirelessly. A sudden graze of his teeth on your clit causes the pleasure coil in your lower tummy to snap almost immediately, waves of ecstasy crashing down on you. “You’re a whole fucking meal, baby.” He laps at your cunt, making sure to swallow each drop of nectar you’ve offered to him. 

After a while, Seokjin climbs up on your body to join your bodies together in a frenzy. You groan at the feeling of his cock stretching out your pussy so deliciously. Burying his face in the crook of your neck, he picks up speed, stimulating your g-spot with each thrust. Your nails dig into his shoulders for support, probably leaving marks that will be there for a while.

“Jin– I— I’m gonna–” You whimper, eyes tearing up as you get closer to your release. He takes the hint and changes the position of his hips to go even deeper, touching all those sensitive spots inside you. Within a few more minutes, you scream his name, your orgasm flooding your senses.

“Gosh.” Seokjin lets out a strangled grunt, his pace slowing down, “You feel so good, my love. So good.”

Yoongi  

“More, please.” You mewl softly, bent over the kitchen island and shaking from your intense previous orgasm.

“Are you sure?” Yoongi gently runs his hand over the length of your spine. Even though you’re practically convulsing under him, you nod eagerly, whining out another ‘please’. With an approving growl, he slams his cock back into you, almost making you scream by the force. His grip on your ass tightens as he drives inside you roughly, his mouth finding it’s purchase on your neck.

You reach down to touch your aching clit. The sensitive nub is swollen by now, demanding attention. But he’s quick to notice your movement, swatting your hand away. His calloused digits replace your soft, smaller ones, immediately toying with your clit between his index and thumb. You cry out his name, hissing in pleasure as he fills you up all the way with his dick. The sloppy sounds of you two fucking bounce off the walls.

“So needy, and such a fucking brat.” Yoongi grunts, sucking on the juncture of your neck. A few more hard thrusts, and you find yourself spasming around his cock again, crying out in pleasure.

Hoseok 

His strong arms push you up against the closed door even more, his cock buried deep in your cunt as he moves. Hoseok growls when he feels your inner walls squeezing him, his voice raspy. “Such a naughty girl, so desperate to come around my cock again, huh? Squeezing me like that?”

“Ahng— it’s... no–not my fault!” You hide your face in his shoulder, struggling to keep yourself together. How can you? When he’s screwing you so good?

He picks up his pace, his hips grinding against your clit. The friction has you screaming his name. His girthy cock is throbbing, sending shockwaves through your pussy.

A gasp escapes you, and you shudder when you feel your orgasm blazing in fiery trails all over you. “Fuck!” Hobi growls lowly, cradling you in his arms as his thrusts turn sloppy.

Jimin 

You choke out a breathe, his pelvis snapping against your butt deliciously. Jimin rolls his hips to stimulate your g-spot, a whimper escaping you in pure ecstasy. His right hand covers your mouth in panic as his hot breathe fans over your neck, “No baby, don’t make sounds. You promised.”

You mumble incoherently, too distracted to keep such promises. Jimin groans when he feels you pushing back up against him. A rough spank lands on your ass, a muffled cry escaping you. He’s fucking you hard, and you swear that you can see stars in your vision. 

“Does it feel good, hmm?” he murmurs, licking your earlobe briefly. Your head lolls back in pleasure, your toes curling as you squeeze his cock happily, inching towards another orgasm. Jimin lets out a heavy groan, pounding into your cunt and pushing you closer towards the edge. Soon enough, your body convulses under him, making him grunt, “You look so sexy when you come for me, Baby.”

Taehyung 

“Come on sweetheart, ride me.” Taehyung whispers softly, trailing kisses along your jaw. You’ve barely recovered from his thick fingers absolutely ruining your cunt, but you oblige anyway. Because you need to feel his cock inside, right now.

You anchor yourself using his shoulders, slowly penetrating yourself on his large cock. Both of you moan simultaneously, pleasure building up rapidly as he helps you move. His hands are on your waist, holding you steadily as he leans down to suck on your collarbone. A gasp escapes you, face morphing in pleasure when Taehyung starts bouncing you on his length. He catches your lips in a hungry kiss, muffling the loud whimpers you are making.

Before long, you feel his left hand brushing against your clit. He rubs it in tight ‘8’s, the pleasure coil in your lower belly straining as he stimulates you just perfectly.

“You’re gonna come for me again, right, angel?” His growl is covered up by your loud moan, your cunt fluttering around his dick. “Such a good girl, always listening to me.” He drops a fleeting kiss on your forehead, rubbing your back in a soothing manner.

Jungkook 

“Jungkook—” You whimper, looking at him through dazed eyes as he slides in and out of your pussy, his thrusts deep and hard.

“What is it babygirl? Tell me.” He kisses you hungrily, his big hands squeezing your breasts. You move your hips to match his pace, his cock brushing over your cervix with some of his thrusts.

“I’m gonna... gonna come again if you keep— doing t-this!” You moan brokenly, squeezing his dick with your gummy walls. Jungkook smirks at that, placing your legs over his shoulder and diving right back into your cunt with full force. He leans down to lick your left nipple, his pelvis grinding against your clit.

“Is that so? Feeling desperate tonight, aren’t we?” His husky voice sends a shiver down your spine. You close your eyes, moaning and whimpering as you feel yourself getting closer to yet another orgasm.

“Jungkook!” You scream, your cunt pulsating around his twitching cock. His pace falters ever so slightly, a ring of your cum forming around the base of his cock.

“Fuck!” Jungkook groans, sighing from the feeling of your warm, tight core wrapping him snugly. “Such a good girl, taking my cock so well and creaming all over it.”

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[yourdeepestfathoms]

okay i know this is coming out of fucking nowhere, but i wrote a fic about the Dimitrescu daughters having cat-like traits and i Cannot Stop Thinking About It. and the fic was well-received, so i wanted to share some headcanons for it

them getting startled at the simplest fucking things and jumping ten feet in the air

like so

they can PURR!! Alcina believes it may be caused by their insects buzzing to cause the churring sound, but it’s adorable regardless

they bring Alcina dead animals as gifts

toe claws? toe claws

hissing and growling, but that’s just natural for them

catch the girls bouncing off walls around the castle because they got the zoomies

even better if they have socks on so they kinda run in place before gaining traction and taking off

like, Alcina will just be drinking her tea and will just hear this *THUNK* from afar and knows one of her girls slammed into the wall because they couldn’t stop themselves in time

you already know they would cram themselves into boxes and baskets. sometimes they all get in together

loving headbutts!!

laying in the weirdest positions or weirdest places

laying on Alcina’s things

laying on Alcina

Bela: *gets comfortable on her mom’s lap*

Alcina: *doesn’t move for three hours*

having absolutely no concept of personal space

Alcina: *just waking up*

Daniela:

screaming at nothing

Ghost Stare

eyeshine!

swatting at things

seriously the purring is the cutest fucking thing

slow blinking

pushing their heads into Alcina’s hands (Bela does this the most because she wants All the attention and affection and praise)

YOU KNOW HOW KITTENS CLIMB UP THEIR OWNERS LEGS?? THE GIRLS CLIMBING UP ALCINA’S SIDES

like, she’ll just be doing her thing and then will feel claws dig into her back. a moment later, the head of one of her girls will peel over her shoulder like “hi, mom :D”

at least when they were younger, whenever Alcina would lock a door behind her, usually to bathe or use the bathroom, they would stick their fingers under the door, scratch the wood, and SCREAM

Alcina: I’m just taking a bath! I will see you in a moment!!

Her girls: *wails louder*

did i mention the purring?

[pixla]

hi hon! i adore your writing and i have a request for tommy: so you know that scene in the caves when alice breaks her leg and cindy has to like put the bone back into place? could that be with tommy x gn! reader instead? and both of them have a really really cute moment where the reader confesses how they never felt alive until they met and started dating tommy? they both survive and flashforward with fluffy smut pls?

Special thanks to the j-st-patricks-day and all my friends who helped with the process of writing this fic <3

broken bones and beating hearts

Tommy slater x nb!reader

Warnings: swearing, graphic descriptions of murder, graphic descriptions of injury (eg. Broken bones and stabbings/cuts), Possessed!Cindy, alice dies, Arnie dies, vomiting, fluff, pet-names, knocking out teeth, sex, unprotected sex, this au doesn’t fit with any of the other films (feel free to tell me if there’s any others)

Word count: 3.2k

POVC= point of view change

Tommy gripped your wrists pulling you out through the narrow cavern as it collapsed only seconds later. “Fuck!” You tucked your legs close to your body, trying to shake the feeling of Cindy's grip around your ankles. “What the fuck is happening?” You looked up as Tommy still held you close, you both too scared to move from the previous near death experience.

Everything was normal. You had all just ran out into the woods, you and Alice teasing Cindy about some stupid witchcraft book she had found in nurse lane’s office. But then Cindy decided to slash Alice and Arnie’s guts open with a machete.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck!” You cried, bawling your hands into fists, wandering down what felt like endless hallways. You both soon realised that you had been going in a circle. It didn’t make any sense, it felt like another dimension or a mirror maze, where everything looked the same, maybe even was the same. “Y/N.” You turned your head to face tommy. “What?” He looked at you confused. “I didn’t say anything.”

You were going to shake it off as you just imagining it, but then you heard it again. “Y/N!” This time you knew it wasn’t Tommy, it was a woman. “Hello?!” You yelled out, hoping that someone had finally come to your rescue, but Tommy just continued to look at you like you were crazy.

You strayed from Tommy’s side following as the voice repeated your name. “Where are you going?” Tommy yelled after you as you wandered, not bothering to pay any attention to his questions.

You followed the voice, bending through the same corridors and hallways, not knowing where you’d end up. It was when you twisted round one corner you halted in your steps. It was a huge room, far larger than any of the ones you had previously found. But the greatest way it stood out was the mass in the centre of the room.

It was dark and fleshy, like clumps of meat thrown into a pile. You gasped as you stood closer gaining a better look at the thing. It was alive. It rose up and down almost like it was breathing and it thumped like a beating heart. With each whisper of your name you grew closer, drawn to it. You reached your hand out transfixed, but when your hand melted into its flesh, you froze.

It all flashed through your brain so fast. Cyrus Miller, ruby lane, billy baker…Cindy Berman. It was every single one of those shadyside phycos, even Cindy. It was all of the pain, all of the suffering and all of the evil. You lifted your hand, a thick slime dragging with. You backed up slowly, expecting to hit a wall. You were soon proved wrong when you felt your body fly backwards.

You cried out as you landed with a thud, Tommy finally catching up to you, peering over to find you clutching your leg in pain. “Shit, are you okay?!”

He had jumped down helping to lift you from the pit. You sobbed, tears running down your cheeks like a broken faucet, your hands clutching at His shirt. Tommy held you running his finger gently through your hair, shushing you softly as you buried yourself into his warmth.

Tommy gently slipped from your hold, leaning down to examine the damage. It was bad. So bad, you could practically see the bone protruding from the skin. You felt your gut wrench at the sight causing you to lean over beside you, regurgitating your dinner onto the cold cave floor. “Don’t look, okay? Just look at me.” Tommy leant over wiping your mouth with his jacket. You nodded slowly, trying your best to keep your eyes locked with Tommy’s despite how hard your morbid curiosity urged you to look down. Ripping his plaid jacket into strips he looked up at you. “We’re gonna get out of here. You’re gonna get out of here. No matter what I do, I’m gonna make sure I protect you, just like I always have.”

“I love you so much Tommy. I’ve never and never will love someone the way I do you.” You lean into him pressing your foreheads together. “I can’t lose you, okay?” He nods sympathetically, pressing a light kiss to the slope of your nose.

“Do you remember those dates we’d go on, out to the forest at night, and we’d just lay there, staring up through the cracks in the trees?” You nod. “I want you to think about that, okay? I want you to think about how many more we’ll go on once we get out of here.”

You hold a tight grip on his arm as he wipes away at the area. “I’m gonna have to put it back into place now.”

You pleaded with him, as the tears started again. “Please, no. Please just leave me here. Just go and find help okay? I can’t do it Tommy, I can’t do it”

“Hey, hey, hey. C’mon, look at me.” He places his hand on your cheek, tilting your head to look him in the eye. “You're gonna be fine, okay? You just gotta focus right now.” You nod timidly, the tears starting to slow.

He holds the bottom of your calf with one hand and your heel with the other. “Just count to three and I’m gonna do it, okay baby?” He looks up at you, his soft words lulling your anxiety. You bite your knuckle nervously, unsure as to how you should answer, but the look of trust in his eyes persuades you easily. “Okay.”

You breathe in. “One, two-” You let out a blood curdling scream as a large crack rung out, bouncing against the walls of the cave. Your fist gripped Tommy’s forearm tightly as you cried out a series of various curses. “You fucking asshole.” You whine out in pain, letting out an airy laugh trying to brighten your rather dull circumstances.

“You're okay baby.” You wince as he wraps the piece of fabric he had ripped from his jacket around your leg, tying it tight enough to hold you together for the moment. You grabbed Tommy’s shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your waist lifting you from the ground. You hiss as you feel your leg throb from the sudden movement. “Do you think you’re able to stand?” Tommy watches as you wobble trying to stay grounded. You nod. “Yeah.” You had no choice and you both knew it, if you wanted to live, you’d have to.

You both started your journey, finally entering a new environment as you trudged deeper into the earth of Shadyside. Why did these tunnels even exist? The intricate details of the maze made it easy to come to the conclusion that they were man made, but by who? Not once had you ever heard of these tunnels, and by the looks of it, nobody else had either, despite nurse Lane of course.

“Be careful.” Tommy tightened his grip around you. “You might slip.”

“Okay.” You mumble, too exhausted to form a real answer. You looked around at the walls, floor and ceiling. The further the two of you walked, the denser this moss became. You felt a wave of familiarity but you couldn’t quite place it. Red moss…red moss! It hit you, Cindy! Her red stained shirt, she said it was from the moss in the outhouses. “Tommy! It’s the fucking outhouses! We fucking made it!” You would probably be jumping up and down with joy right now if it wasn’t for your broken leg.

You look up, spotting the out house toilet openings. Wow, real nice, you’re both sitting in Sunnyvale shit and piss right now. “Yeah, but how are we supposed to get out?” Tommy sighs looking up at the roughly 15 foot climb. “You can’t climb that.”

You look at him. “Yeah, but you might.”

“No. I’m sorry but no, I’m not leaving you down here, especially when there’s Cindy running around up there trying to kill us. C’mon let’s go, if we’re at the outhouses, we must be near to camp.” He directs you along but before you can both carry on your interrupted. “Did you hear that?!”

“No I-“

“Shush.” You both stayed quiet listening as to what caught your attention. It’s screaming. Someone is screaming from the outhouses. “Hey! Help! Please, we’re stuck down here!” You yell trying to get the attention of the voices.

The space grows quiet as the screaming halts, the both of you waiting nervously for any indication of life when a head pops out from one of the seat holes. “What the fuck are you guys doing in the toilets?!”

It was ziggy, Cindy's sister. “Ziggy..” you wonder if it’s right to tell her what’s happened to her sister but you decide against it, not wanting to put the girl in such an emotionally vulnerable state whilst she’s already physically. “Gary’s up here too!” She yells down as Gary’s head pops out another toilet hole. “Hey!” He yells, surprisingly light heartedly considering there’s a murderer running around camp butchering little kids with a fucking machete. “Can you get us out of this fucking toilet or not?!”

Gary had managed to make some sort of bucket contraption with some rope. “It’s just like You’re Gothel climbing up Rapunzel's hair, okay?!” He yelled down, lowering it down to you.

You're about to slip onto the contraption when you hear Ziggy's unfortunately very familiar screams, and before you know it Gary’s decapitated body lies beside you on the floor. You and Tommy let out an in sync gasp, him pulling you away into his chest, as to protect you from the image. “We’re gonna have to find another way out.”

You think to yourself. Alice…she had shown you something whilst you were robbing nurse lanes office with Arnie. “I know how.” You pull out the book that started this whole thing.

“Baby, I don’t get how that book is gonna help us, let’s be honest it’s some random witches and wizards bullshit written how many hundreds of years ago?”

“No, tommy.” You turn the book to him parting the pages. “It’s a map.” You rest the book on the floor, the two of you leaning over it. “It's a map of camp, you see over here, these x’s are the graves we found. And over here, that’s where we entered.” You point your finger on the page. “Here, there’s another exit. Mess hall.”

His eyes lighten. “Jesus, fuck! You’re so smart!” He pulls you in for a kiss.

—-

You sat, your back arched over as you watched Tommy laid on his back kicking open the vent that led to the mess hall when another scream rang out. You instantly knew that it was ziggy, far too acquainted with the tone of her screams.

“Tommy!” With one final kick the vent flew open, Tommy hauling himself through in a split second. “Don’t move, stay here! I’m gonna go help Ziggy.”

Tommy always cared so much for the kids at camp, you honestly weren’t surprised that he was willing to risk his life for one of them.

—povc—

Tommy barged through the doors of the mess hall, an all too familiar song ringing through the speakers, the noise made his head thump as it blared.

Tommy followed the screams, grabbing a mallet that lied on a nearby counter. Cindy stood beating at a supply closet door as ziggy screamed from within. Tommy pulled cindy's shoulder for her to face him as he swung the mallet into her jaw. Cindy tumbled to the ground as she spat a mouthful of blood and teeth onto the floor. Tommy hesitated holding the mallet in his hand, ready to strike Cindy. But before he could come to any decision Cindy grabbed her machete from the ground slicing at Tommy’s thigh.

Tommy dropped to the floor, his mallet sliding across the freshly mopped floor tiles, Cindy rising to her feet, towering over Tommy. Overpowered, he crawled backwards digging the heels of his hands into the cold tile floor. He was braced for impact when Cindy stopped turning around.

—povc—

You lunged at her digging the knife you found into her back, pulling it out as she turned to face you, plunging it into her chest over and over until she hit the floor unresponsive. You fell. You had finally reached your limit. Your leg was broken for fucks sake and you just murdered Cindy. Pure-hearted, hard working Cindy Berman. You plunged your knife deep into her chest until you split it down the middle. You dragged your body over to Tommy’s wrapping your arms around him, wetting his shirt as you became inconsolable. He held his hand at the back of your neck placing soft kisses onto the top of your head. “It’s okay baby, it’s okay. She’s dead now, we’re gonna be okay.”

You heard as ziggy opened the closet door, dropping to her knees at the sight of her sister dead on the floor. The red headed girl pulled her sister's body over to face her, wrapping her arms around Cindy crying into her cold lifeless body. You crawled over to the girl pulling her away from her sister's touch into yours. “I’m sorry.” You whispered.

The three of you struggled as you heard the last bell ring signalling that the bus would be leaving. Ziggy yelled out as the bus doors began to close. The wheels began to roll forwards but before it could depart a boy budged the doors open, calling out to her. “Ziggy!” You released your grip from the girl's side as she ran to him, embracing him. You rested your head on Tommy’s shoulder at the sight of the two. “I hope she’ll be okay.”

The two of you had found a place on the bus as Ziggy sat with you fellow councillor Nick goode. Finally being able to breathe, you rest your head on Tommy’s shoulder. “I’m so glad you're okay.” You look up at him smiling at his words. “Maybe you're the one who really needs protecting, without me you’d be dead meat.” You press your lips together, smiling softly into the kiss. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had lost you.”

Your eyes wandered to the window watching as the camp nightwing sign slowly floated away out of sight. Finally it was over.

———

After the accident medics treated and hospitalised many of the camp nightwing campers and counselors such as you and Tommy. Your leg was thankfully saved. They said if not for Tommy it probably would have had to be amputated due to infection.

It was two months since that night, you still had to use crutches but besides that, you made a speedy recovery alongside tommy. Although he was in a much less critical condition than you and was discharged within a few days, he still spent every night in the hospital with you.

You laid beside Tommy his leg slotted between yours as the velvet underground played softly in the background. You run your fingers through his hair slowly as he whines quietly into your chest. It finally felt like the first time since that day that you both could finally relax.

You pulled away from his touch leaning over him, kissing his lips softly. “You look so pretty.” You hum. He smiles into the kiss. “Not as much as you, baby.”

You lifted yourself straddling Tommy’s hips, deepening the kiss as your hands ran down playing with the hem of his shirt, travelling underneath. He pulls away, his hand rubbing your thigh. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

“I’m okay.” You reassure him, pressing soft kisses along his collarbone. You removed your shirt as Tommy’s hands floated up to your waist.

“God, you're so beautiful.” He mumbles, kissing up your chest slowly as you take off your pyjama shorts, throwing them to the floor.

You lean down unbuttoning Tommy’s jeans, taking him in your hand. Tommy twitches at the contact as you align himself to you. You lower yourself onto him slowly as his hands hold a firm grip on your lower back. Tommy lays his head back, his hips thrusting up into you.

You shiver as you lift yourself up and down, your thighs shaking from the stimulation. His thrusts hardened, your soft whimpers of his name encouraging him. “You look so fucking good right now.” He gripped your waist helping you keep a steady pace.

You steadied yourself, leaning your arms out pressing your hands against his chest as you felt yourself near your climax. “Shit, Tommy I’m gonna come.” You whined under your breath.

“Don’t worry baby, me too.” He runs his hands down your back lovingly.

You threw your head back as you felt Tommy’s hand wander down edging you on further, your breath quivering at the touch. You felt his hips buckle beneath you as he reached his peak, yours following soon after.

You sighed your body collapsing onto his chest. “I love yours so much.” You mumble into his skin as he presses a soft kiss against your forehead.

—-

It was the 16th anniversary since that day at nightwing, the two of you still happily together. Despite the permanent scar that night had left on the both of you mentally and physically, you both managed to stay strong, the event probably making the two of you even closer than you already were before.

Every year instead of hiding from the memories of that night, you both embrace it. Tommy’s favourite way to do this was to ‘reenact your youths’ in his words by driving the two of you out to the forest, where you would’ve spent so many nights together when you were younger.

You would open the sunroof and lay out the seats creating a little bed for the two of you. Probably not the safest thing the two of you could do, but most definitely the sweetest.

The two of you laid there staring up at the trees, resting your head on Tommy’s chest, your arm draped across his abdomen. Looking up at him you pressed a small kiss to the slope of his nose, pressing your heads together. The moonlight glazed over his cheeks, giving him a paler look. “You look so beautiful.”

—-

The car ride home was quiet but the atmosphere felt soft and comforting as Tommy rested his hand on your inner thigh. The velvet underground played softly on the radio as your eyes gazed out at the passing scenery.

[rinstars]

holiday juice

pairing: suna x reader

genre: just pure holiday smut heh

word count: 1.6k+

tags: slight somnophilia(?), praise + degradation, squirting, orgasm denial, overstimulation, size kink, daddy kink

note: please reblog! i wrote this on a whim oopsie so it’s not that good but nevertheless, merry christmas and happy holidays! here’s a little gift from suna <3

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you woke up before he did, making you look over to him for a moment, memorizing his pretty sleeping face. the sheet covering your naked bodies is so thin that the outline of his cock is so visible, making you shudder in desire. your fingers reached up to trace gentle lines on his face – tracing his beautiful eyes, sharp nose, strong jaw.

he looks so pure and sweet like this. nothing like the suna you had last night, pinning you so hard into the bed by the waist, making a bruise form from where his fingers had been. his eyes turning into an animalistic glare as he pounds his cum back into your pussy to prevent it from leaking out.

“don’t you fucking dare let a single drop slip out.” he threatens you, pretty slim hands wrapped loosely around your neck with hips moving at an incredible pace. “take me, fuck, baby, take it like you always do.”

“r-rin, i’m so full.” you whimper as you feel his seed fill you up to the brim. you internally curse yourself at the way you’re clenching so hard, making it even more difficult to keep the cum from leaking. he whispers a string of “no’s” as he continues fucking his cum into you.

suna grabs your jaw, forcing you to look at him and his narrowing eyes. the way he’s looking at you with so much intensity make you cream even harder, gripping into his shoulders. you let out a cry of pain at how much he’s overstimulating your sensitive cunt but he just pushes your mouth open with his thumb and spit into it.

“don’t you dare fucking swallow.” he hisses with a glare but it was all too much with his fingers circling your clit. you arch into the bed and scream out, accidentally swallowing his spit in the process.

your eyes widened in fear as you pleaded with tears, “daddy, please, i-i’m sorry i didn’t mean it, a-ah it’s because you feel so good, daddy, please.”

your begging falls on deaf ears as suna pulls out of you all of a sudden and flipped you over in all fours, your ass up in the air.

he doesn’t slam back into you like you hoped he would. instead, he takes his time looking at your wet pussy from the new found angle. his finger running up and down your folds, collecting your moisture and spreading it around your inner thighs, makingit glisten. “so wet, so sloppy. fuck, princess, you’re taking daddy’s fat cock so well, huh?”

you push your behind in an attempt to get his fingers inside you but his other hand pushes you back by the hips, making you groan out in need. “hmm yes daddy, all for you. please take me, again, please.” you agree and beg with a choke in your voice as tears threaten to spill from your eyes at how difficult he’s being.

“so pretty begging like that.” his fingers snake around your waist, pulling you up to him so his chest is pressed against your back. he kissed your jaw from behind and caressed your breasts before pinching your hardened nipple, making you jump out in both pain and pleasure.

from the back, you feel him grab his cock again, teasing his tip back into your folds while you wait… but it doesn’t go beyond that. he just keeps teasing the crown of his cock into you, never filling you up with all of him.

“r-rin, please go all t-the way in.” you stutter as you try to turn your head to face him. his grip on your neck tightens, preventing you from moving your head in any direction.

“no, no, baby. you keep disobeying me, right? that’s all you get. you stay still and be my little cumdump.” he coos sarcastically, sucking on the skin behind your ear as he repeatedly teases you with the tip of his cock.

your tears didn’t stop the whole night. he really didn’t give in and teased you all the way to the end. he was the only one who got to cum, fulfilling his promise of making you his cumdump as you feel the stickiness travel down your thighs. when you sob at him and begged him to do you too, he ignores you and just tells you he’s too tired for another round.

“rin, i d-didn’t get to c-cum.” you pout at him, sobbing in the crook of his neck.

he just kissed your temples and murmured lazily in your ears. “pretty girl, that’s what happens to little sluts like you who can’t follow orders.”

he pulled away and looked at you with a smirk, eyes hooded and dropped in a lazy stare. he grabs your jaw and goes in for one last kiss for the night, his tongue forcing its way into yours. he bites your lips after a while, making you moan out in pleasure and attempt to climb onto his lap.

but he refuses you again.

“sleep, baby. that’s all you get from me.” was the last words he said before he pulled the covers over his body and signaled you to do the same.

you tear up at the memory. you wanted to feel his cock around you one more time last night but he just put you on the edge, never finishing you off.

as you stare at his resting cock beneath the sheets, you can make out image of the veins lining his length along with the head he used to tease you all night. your pussy can’t help but drip in arousal, making you reach below and grip his thick cock into your small hands.

he’s so long, so pretty, and so fat. your hands couldn’t wrap around it completely so you always had to use both hands.

you stroke it lightly and spit in your hands to give it more slick, feeling it slowly harden beneath your touch as the veins became more and more prominent and the tip turns into a red blush. you start pumping him slowly, hearing him whimper and squirm in his sleep.

you moan out at how hot he looks and you attempt to go faster. but a sudden strong grip on your wrist made you jump and halt. you looked up to see suna glaring at you with his foxy eyes. “what are you doing?”

you cower underneath his gaze, licking your lips in nervousness. “sorry i just.. i want you, daddy.”

you looked up at him through your lashes as leaned back on the bed, supporting your weight with your elbows while you spread your legs in front of him to show him your cunt. all glistening and sloppy from how wet you’ve been since the moment you woke up.

his eyes dropped to stare at your pussy and you don’t miss the way his cock twitched for a second and the hunger that flashed in his gaze. “this early in the morning? what a fucking cockslut for daddy.”

he held out his hand to you to pull you closer for a kiss. you took his hand and kissed him, sucking on his bottom lip as his fingers travel from your waist to your ass, spreading it open. you run a hand through his hair as you whisper some begging into his lips.

“rinnie, please fuck me?"  you desperately ask as he smirks against your lips and tapped your hip, making you pull out from this kiss and lay on the bed beneath him.

he stared at your spasming cunt for a second, watching it clench into nothing as he strokes his cock with his fingers. my little cocksleeve, he thought as slammed into your pussy with so much force. his balls making a sound as it slapped into your ass over and over. you scream out at the feeling of his fat cock suddenly filling you up.

"t-too big. shit.” you squirm as tears line your eyes. you always needed a moment to adjust whenever he enters you for the first time, slowly making yourself comfortable as you struggle to accommodate his huge cock in your small cunt.

but this time, he slammed all of him into you all at once.

“fuckfuckfuck.” he groans into your neck as he slowly builds up his pace, stuffing you full of his cock. you can almost feel him in your stomach.

admittedly, rintaro was also very frustrated at how he wasn’t able to go all the way in for the last night at your last round. but watching your face contort in need for his cock with tears staining your blushing cheeks was so fun, he couldn’t help it.

you clung to suna pathetically, sweaty body pressed against his chest as your breast keeps bouncing up and down with how hard he’s slamming into you. his mouth is by your ear, whispering both praises and degradation ranging from “oh, you look so pretty like this baby, taking in my cock like the sweet girl you are” to “daddy’s little cockslut is so desperate for it, huh? begging for my cock so early in the morning like the dumb whore that you are.” and it’s all so overwhelming.

you feel a coil in your stomach, one that feels different from what you usually feel when you’re about to come undone beneath him. your body trembled from pleasure as suna reached between your bodies and repeatedly flicked your clit, abusing it till it’s all sore and red.

your pussy tightens around him, clenching him so hard like you don’t want to ever let him go. you can feel all of him now. every single vein rubbing in your walls, shaping you into the shape of his cock.

“baby, you’re too fucking t-tight.” he growled as he struggled to move in and out of you. “loosen up a little, fuck, i can’t… can’t move. shit.”

you try to loosen up a bit, try to relax. but it’s impossible when you feel his cock twitching inside you, signaling he’s as close as you are. suna drags his cock in and out of you with effort, making your walls clamp down for the last time as you feel an overwhelming surge of pleasure take all over.

you screamed his name, biting in his shoulders as you try to push him away. “rin, i-i’m gonna make a mess. i can’t take it, l-let go! ah, rin i’m gonna cum so messily, please, f-fuck.”

“yeah? then cum all over me, sweet girl. cum for me and make a mess.” he growled and bit your jaw one last time before he pulls away from you to stand upright and watch your pussy gush around him. your juices dripping all the way to his balls while his cock repeatedly gets coated in milky white cream.

with a squeal, your vision became blurry and your thighs shook as you let go and let your cum spray all over the both of you, wetting the sheets along with his chest. suna sloppily rocks into you a couple more times, chasing his high and then releasing a huge load into your hole, mixing it with your own juices.

“holy fuck, i just made you squirt you hard.” he spoke breathlessly, eyeing you with lustful eyes as he continues mindlessly rocking into you gently.

you giggled, reaching up to him for a hug. he lets you, leaning down so you can hug him by the neck as he peppers kisses all over your jaw. “you sure as hell did.”

he pulls away and lifted himself a little to look at you from above before pressing a soft kiss on your lips. you hum in satisfaction as you kiss him back, ignoring the uncomfortable stickiness you feel between your thighs as his cum slowly leaks from your cunt.

“merry christmas, baby.”

“merry christmas, rin.”

note: merry christmas and happy holidays :D requests are open (both nsfw and sfw) and you can ask to be tagged by sending me a little ask if u want!

ghoultobio / risaki © 2020 | all content and its rights belong to me. do not modify or repost.

[helliontherapscallion]

The Warden (Adrenaline Junkie Part 3)

Part 1     Part 2     Part 4     Part 5     Part 6     Part 7     Part 8     Part 9     Part 10     Part 11     Part 12     Part 13     Part 14     Part 15     Part 16     Part 17

Spotify Playlist (collaborative)

Warnings: Major angst, The Warden, swearing, fighting, very graphic description of injury/gore (I put astericks around the graphic parts so you can skip it if you’re uncomfortable), death, grief

Word count: 2,201

(A/N): I took a few creative liberties with The Warden since we don’t know much about it.

The thing towered above you at at least twice your height, if not more. It’s mouth was shaped in a permanent gaping frown with grotesque pointed teeth curled in different directions. You heard a soft dripping from the bioluminescent drool seeping endlessly from its mouth and dripping onto the cold stone floor. Good god that thing could swallow you whole and still have more room for two other people. It had similar tentacle-like structures to the blocks on the ground protruding out of it’s head. It had no eyes that you could see, so you figured that it used a type of echolocation or vibration system to navigate. You willed yourself to be brave enough to look at the rest of it.

It’s chest had a huge hole in the middle, showing off what looked like something writhing around bound by its cracked, off-colored ribcage. The trapped beings glowed and flickered rhythmically. You couldn’t make out any defining features to identify them, but you thought you saw hollow eyes peering at you between the battered bones like an innocent prisoner’s dead, hopeless eyes staring at passersby from their damp prison cell after getting the death sentence. Almost begging for you to run. The creature’s clawed fingers dragged against the stony floor as it lazaly swung its arms back and forth. It looked like it could absolutely decimate you with a single flick of it’s finger.

You were paralyzed in fear as it lumbered closer and closer to you. Holding your breath and grasping your sword so hard that your grip was shaking and your knuckles turned white, you watched with wide eyes as the creature paused right in front of you, it’s stalks twitching slightly on its head. The surrounding tentacles on the ground glowed and twitched in response. Did it somehow communicate with the blocks? 

It continued to shamble past you as you watched its every move. It didn’t notice you! Feeling a massive wave of relief, you quietly sighed out the breath you were holding in and let your body relax. You waited until it trudged a little further down the cave before backing away slowly, being extremely mindful of your surroundings. You didn’t know if it tried buffalo wings before, but you weren’t planning on sticking around to find out. 

You shivered as you felt something tickle the ends of the feathers on one of your wings. Without warning, the entire cavern lit up as the blocks thrashed about. Paling, you realized that your wings must’ve brushed one of them. 

You heard the booming stomps of the creature stop before it started moving back in your direction faster than before. A harsh cacophony of several different voices screaming got louder and louder. You could never out run it, so your only chance was to out speed it by flying. Luckily the cave was wide and tall enough for you to fully spread your wings and fly high. You frantically flapped and propelled yourself through the cavern in the direction you came in. It started to sprint faster. It was gaining on you, and faster than you thought it could move with its large stature. You flapped your wings faster than you’ve ever flapped before as you heard it coming closer. 

You felt something claw your calf, causing you to whip your head around. Your eyes met with the creature’s outstretched arm blindly grabbing at the air around you with blood- your blood- dripping off from it’s claw. Yelping, you tucked your legs into your body and prayed that you could fly faster. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fu-

Your body was jerked back as you felt its giant hand crush the bones in your wing. It started to swing your body about like you were nothing but a ragdoll in the grasp of an over hyper child. Your body bounced off from the stone walls surrounding you. You felt your ribcage shatter and heard ringing in your ears as you hit the walls repeatedly. It’s shrieks mixed with yours as your entire body erupted in pain. 

Abruptly mid swing, you felt the muscles in the base of your wing tear away from your back with a sickening rip. Screeching in pain, you were flung through the air before your back roughly collided with one of the stone walls. Your body was pulled down by gravity until you landed on a hard surface. 

Clenching your eyes shut with tears streaming down your face, you heard the horrific screaming and rumbling footsteps get closer to you. You prepared yourself for your painful death. 

Only, it didn’t come. You heard scratching coming from… from below you? How the hell- 

You opened one of your eyes and looked around. You landed on a ledge several meters above the cave floor. Holy shit, lived! There was no way it could reach you now. 

You took a few moments to catch your breath as you slowly moved to prop yourself up against the wall. Pain erupted from your right shoulder and wing as you tried to move yourself. Gritting your teeth, you shifted to use your left arm to push yourself up. Once you slumped against the wall, you closed your eyes. That thing almost killed you.

***************WARNING: GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OF INJURIES***************

With every painful shallow breath, you felt a grinding sensation in the entirety of your ribcage. You definitely broke most of them. You felt something warm trickle down your face and back. Reaching up with your left hand, you wiped at the substance and looked at it. It was your blood, and a lot of it. Groaning in pain, you sat up slightly and reached around to feel the wing it grabbed. Your hand grasped at nothing. Furrowing your brows and ignoring the pain, you twisted your upper body to try to find your wing. Finally, you grabbed something.

That something certainly wasn’t feathers. 

What you grabbed was sharp, cutting your palm. Hissing, you grasped the shaft of… whatever it was and moved it down. Your hand finally met feathers, but it also met with an open wound. You felt stinging as your fingers poked into your open back. Pulling it back, your hand was slick with your own blood. Painfully craning your head around to inspect it, your gaze wasn’t met with anything except for something white and jagged jutting out from where your wing was supposed to be. 

You let out a choked sob as you came to the sinking realization that that damned thing ripped your wing completely off your body. It fucking ripped it off. 

*******************GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OVER*****************************

You could still hear its raged screams and the sound of its claws scoring the stone wall below you. You tried to stand, but you couldn’t move your legs. You probably either dislocated or broke both of them.

You used your good arm to drag yourself over to the ledge of the platform. Peering over, you saw it trying and failing to climb up the wall. Your blood dripped from your forehead and onto it, causing it to stop and open its mouth to collect it. You cringe in disgust as it greedily drinks your blood and tears. Looking somewhere else, you saw feathers littering the floor and the occasional blood splatter. Your blood coated the walls where you were flung, decorating them like a fucked up version of a cave painting.

The monster closed its mouth and turned around with a new sense of purpose. Your eyes followed it as it shambled across the cave and stopped to pick up something laying on the floor. You felt nauseous as you saw that it was your wing. It disappeared into the cave, dragging your wing behind it. 

Feeling bile rise up in your throat, you gagged as you puked up a grotesque mixture of your breakfast and blood over the ledge. The blood wasn’t good. After it was finally over, you laid limp and sobbed. Why did this have to happen to you? You didn’t do anything wrong to deserve this, did you? You were probably going to die here. Alone, injured, and afraid. You didn’t want to die anymore. You didn’t like the feeling of adrenaline rushing through you anymore, it was the only thing keeping you conscious. You wanted to pass out. You were in so much pain.

Your ribs grinded painfully as your chest heaved, but you couldn’t control your sobbing. It was a never ending cycle of sobbing because of the pain and pain coming from your chest shuddering. You wanted to make it stop, but you couldn’t. You felt a pulsing feeling in your back as you were bleeding out onto the stone, the blood slowly framing your broken form. Finally, you felt lightheaded as your vision started to spot. You thanked whatever god was above as you passed out. 

Above the cave, the sun was setting and your family was worried. You were usually very punctual about being home on time, especially after a skeleton nearly killed you. Philza was tensely cooking dinner while his sons were sitting at the dinner table thinking about where you could be. Mobs were already spawning outside, so Techno thought you probably decided to spend the night in the cave so you wouldn’t have to run into any mobs. Wilbur thought that you were on your way home. Tommy thought you were dead, but his brothers reassured him that since they didn’t receive any chat notification on their arms, you were still alive. 

Meanwhile, Philza was worried sick. His mind contemplated countless possibilities of where you could be right now. You could be dying in a hole somewhere because you didn’t look where you were putting your feet. You could be bleeding out because a zombie attacked you while you were on your way home. You could be burning in lava right now. You could be poisoned by a cave spider. You could be fighting an entire fleet of pillagers you could’ve run into on your way home. There were a countless amount of possibilities racing through his mind.

Before he knew it, dinner was done and you still weren’t home. Dinner was laid out on the table in front of everyone and you still weren’t home. Dinner went by slowly without you here to carry the conversation. They finished their dinner and you still weren’t home. Your plate was still in your place and your food was freezing cold by now. 

The boys congregated in the living room where they would wait for you to come home. They expected you to come bursting through the front door any second now sheepishly grinning at them saying you lost track of time. But that didn’t happen.

As the night moved on, Philza started restlessly pacing, Techno’s eyes were lazaly scanning the words across the pages in his book without him processing the words, Wilbur sat fiddling with the ends of his sweater, and Tommy sat wordlessly staring at nothing on the wall. 

“Where are they? I told them to come home before the sunsets. They’re always home on time.” Philza broke off into mumbles, constantly running his hands through his blond hair. His wings started to puff up in fear.

Techno broke Philza’s rapid mumbling. “Dad, they’re probably camping out in the cave. They’re smart enough not to try to come home when there’s mobs out.”

“...I hope so, Techno,” Phil sighed out. “I hope so.”

Hours passed by with nothing coming from your end. Philza ushered his sons to their rooms for the night with some difficulty about an hour ago. Now, he sat on the couch with his head in his hands, rubbing his sleep deprived, bloodshot eyes. By now, the sun was almost up. 

Feeling a familiar tingle on his forearm, he shot his head up and stared at the message he had nightmares about receiving since he adopted you and your siblings:

(Y/n) succumbed to their injuries whilst evading Warden.

Letting out a sob, he fell to his knees and let the tears stream freely down his cheeks. His precious child just lost one of their lives. When he heard thudding footsteps rushing down the stairs, he knew his sons also saw the message. He felt three pairs of arms wrap around him, causing him to immediately comfort his sons. Their sibling just died for the first time, after all. He pulled back to wrap his wings around his sons in a tight embrace. 

Techno buried his head in his father’s shoulder as tears silently flowed down his cheeks. The voices were screaming at him for letting you die. Wilbur hugged both of his brothers and father as he softly sobbed with them. While he still felt grief, his first instinct was to give his family comfort. Tommy’s harsh sobs racked his body as he squeezed Philza’s midsection in desperation. He can’t believe that he’s closer to losing his older sibling permanently. He felt closest to them out of all his siblings.

Until (y/n) respawned in their bed in a couple of hours, the family sat on the floor in the living room to grieve their child and sibling together.

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Double the Fun

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader x Calum Hood

Words: 2400+

Author's Note: So, I ended up having a sex dream with 5SOS. Who's surprised? Nobody lmfao. And then I wrote this. Hope you all enjoy it! It's basically porn 😂

"Jesus," Luke groans and you look up at him through your lashes, his fingers gripping your hair gently. "Fuck, baby."

You pull your lips off of him and his blue eyes meet yours, seeing the lust swimming in them as you stroke his cock. "You like that, Lu?" You ask in a whisper, a smirk embedded on your lips.

The blonde's Adam's apple bobs in his throat while nodding his head and pushes your head back down. "Absolutely, sweetheart," he mutters hoarsely. "Keep going."

You hum before dragging your tongue around his tip. "Someone's getting bossy," you tease and Luke's grip on your hair tightens, making you gasp.

"And someone's a cockslut. So why don't you go back to what you like doing most?" He growls and your pussy clenches at his words, nodding your head.

You wrap your lips around his cock again as your hands move to his balls. Luke lets out another moan and leans his head against the back of the couch, thrusting his hips up a bit. You gag slightly as he reaches the back of your throat and try to control your breathing.

"God…" Luke groans while moving your head along his cock. "Such a good girl."

You feel your cheek blush at the praise and look up at him through your lashes again, seeing his eyes on you already. You slip your free hand into your panties and rub your clit slowly, a moan leaving your lips.

Luke finally pulls you off of him, bringing your face closer to his. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he mumbles before roughly kissing your lips.

This is a new side of Luke that you rarely see when the two of you have sex and it never fails to turn you on. "I love you, Lu," you breathe heavily as he pulls you onto his lap.

The blonde wipes the tears off your cheeks, a smile on his lips. "I love you too, sweetheart," he whispers while grinding you against him. "You wanna ride me?"

You nod your head vigorously while licking your lips. "Yes, please," you moan out as Luke pushes your panties to the side, dragging his tip along your folds.

Luke pushes himself into you and a gasp leaves your lips. You sink down onto him, feeling your walls clinging to his cock. "Fuck, you're so tight," he hisses while pressing wet kisses to your chest.

You begin to move your hips slowly, leaning your head back as his tip already brushes against your g-spot. "Gah, I'm not gonna last long," you moan while resting your hands against the back of the couch.

"You can cum whenever you want, love," Luke groans as his hands grip your love handles. "Fuck, you're so good for me."

Your bouncing becomes a bit faster, heavy breaths escaping your lips as you're rolling your eyes back. "Oh, right there!" You moan loudly, feeling your orgasm approaching quickly.

Your screams cover up the sounds of your front door opening and Calum walks into the house without knocking. His brown eyes widen as he finds you and Luke fucking on the couch.

Luke notices his bandmate standing at the door, seeing his eyes roam your body. "C'mon, baby. Cum for me," he calmly states while connecting eyes with Calum.

Your boyfriend thrusts up into you, going deeper than you can even imagine as a scream leaves your lips. Your legs are shaking as you cum on Luke's cock, the man continuing to bounce your hips.

"Fuckin' hell," he grunts as your walls tighten around him. You lean forward and bite down on his neck, heavy breaths leaving your lips. "Don't panic but Calum is standing behind you."

Your cheeks flush as Luke whispers into your ear and you slowly glance over your shoulder to see the brunette standing at your front door. "Hi, Cal," you softly greet with a smile.

Calum clears his throat and gives a shy wave. "I, uh, probably should've called," he mumbles and rubs the back of his neck as he can't help but feel nervous.

You lick your lips and glance down at Luke, a chuckle leaving your lips. "Would've been a wise decision, but here you are," you tell him with a smirk. "Did you at least enjoy the show?"

Luke laughs at your question, his hands roaming up and down your side's. The two of you have mentioned threesomes before and who you would want to be involved with. Calum just happens to be one of them. The blonde moves your hips as his cock is still buried inside you, a hiss leaving your lips.

"I mean, Cal…" Luke trails off before a grunt, his hands gripping you tighter. "If you want I'm sure Y/N can relieve the tightness of your jeans."

Calum places his hands over his boner, his brown eyes finding yours. You give him a wink and lick your lips as Luke taps your ass, signaling you to get up.

"I-Wh-Are you sure?" The brunette asks as his eyes roam down your body once more, a quiet groan leaving his lips. "I don't want-"

"We're absolutely sure. We've had this discussion," Luke reassures the man and Calum becomes speechless.

You walk over to Calum, running your hands down his torso as he begins to breathe a bit heavily. "Let me get you off," you whisper while unbuttoning his jeans.

His eyes cast down to your hand that's now buried in his pants, wrapping your fingers around his cock. A choked moan leaves his lips as you slowly stroke him.

"Fuck," Calum groans while you look back towards your boyfriend.

"Boundaries?" You ask him as you continue stroking his best friend and Luke drags his tongue across his bottom lip.

"He can't cum inside you. That's about it," he shrugs and you hum in response before looking back up at Calum.

Calum suddenly brings his hand to your cheek before smashing your lips together. A moan leaves your lips as you kiss him back, hearing Luke stand up behind you.

Your boyfriend pulls your panties down your legs and helps you step out of them. Luke's lips kiss up the back of your thighs before spreading your ass cheeks. A gasp leaves your lips when your boyfriend's tongue licks up your slit and you spread your legs a bit to give him more access.

You pull away from Cal and dip your head back, more moans leaving your lips. "Fuck, Lu," you groan as the blonde slides a finger into you.

"Is he makin' you feel good?" Calum asks while dragging his lips across your jaw. You nod your head in response, tugging Calum's cock a bit. The brunette lets out a groan and his hands push his pants down, fully exposing himself.

You start to stroke him faster, your eyes rolling back as Luke's finger fucks you faster. "God, fuck!" You scream, feeling your legs begin to shake again. "I want you guys to cum first."

Both men chuckle and Luke pulls away from you before standing back up. You grab each of their hands and drag them towards the bedroom. Calum and Luke sit on the edge of the bed while you sink to your knees in front of them.

Each hand wraps around their cocks as you stroke them gently. You lean towards Cal, dragging your tongue up his shaft before swirling the muscle around his tip. The brunette moans and tilts his head back as you look up at him through your lashes.

Luke wraps a hand around yours, making sure you continue stroking him as he watches you suck his best friend off. "How's she feel, Cal?"

"Fuck, mate. So good," he groans as you bob your head on his cock.

Calum tangles his fingers in your hair, tugging slightly. You pull yourself off of him before switching over to Luke. You take him into your mouth, immediately taking him down your throat.

Luke groans and thrusts his hips. "Fuck, baby," he moans and you pull off of him, grinning at the two while stroking both of them.

"Can someone please fuck me?" You ask politely, looking back and forth between the two of them.

Your boyfriend looks towards Cal and raises an eyebrow. "Well? If you think her mouth is good, wait until you feel her pussy," he offers and you bite your lip.

You push yourself to your feet before climbing onto the bed. "How do you want me, Cal?" You ask sweetly and the Maori man gets up.

His hands slide up your ass, gripping your cheeks gently before slapping one of them. A moan leaves your lips as one of his hands move up your back, pushing on it so your chest is pressed against the mattress.

"Just like this," he mumbles while stroking himself, his eyes trained on your soaking pussy.

Calum slides his tip through your folds and a short moan leaves your lips, your fingers gripping the sheets. He slowly pushes into you, bottoming out completely and a moan leaves both of your lips.

"Fuck, dude," he mutters to Luke who chuckles.

"I told you," he laughs while getting up, moving his position so he's sitting in front of you. "How's he feel love?"

You moan again as Calum begins thrusting into you, his large hands squeezing your hips. "Fuck, he feels so good, baby," you tell him, lifting your head to look up at the blonde.

Luke scoots closer to your head as his hand fists his cock. You shift forward to wrap your lips around him, humming in delight at the taste. You moan every few seconds as Calum pulls your hips back against him, his tip hitting your g-spot every time.

"This is so hot," Cal groans as he watches you deepthroat Luke's cock. The brunette leans forward and rubs your clit with his fingers, wanting to feel you cum around him.

Your orgasm approaches quickly as Calum's thrusts become a bit rougher, the tips of his fingers stroking your clit delicately. You pull your head off of Luke and moan loudly, resting your head on his thigh. "I'm… I'm gonna cum," you breathe out as one of your hands finds Luke's, your fingers lacing together.

"Cum for Calum, baby. Show him how good you are," Luke moans as his free hand moves some of the hair from your face before slipping his thumb between your lips.

You drag your tongue around his finger, locking eyes with him as Cal thrusts himself as deep as he can get, a gasp leaving your lips. Your legs shake violently while squeezing the brunette's cock. Calum curses and slaps your ass cheek, slowly continuing his thrusts.

"Good girl… fuck," he mumbles as your eyes roll back in your head, not being able to make a sound.

Your body becomes limp as Calum slowly pulls out of you, watching your pussy clench on nothing. You roll over so you're on your back and motion for Cal to come closer to you. "Cum on my face, Cal," you breathe out and the man groans in response.

He straddles your chest as he fists his cock, getting himself closer to his orgasm. You stick your tongue out and Calum lets out a moan, ropes of cum spurting from his cock.

A few strands land on your tongue as your eyes stay on his. "Fucking hell," he moans before getting off of you.

You clean up his mess, swallowing all of his cum and you let out a giggle. You look towards Luke as he continues to jerk himself off. "Did you cum?" You whisper and the blonde shakes his head.

"No, but it's okay. You're spent, love," he grins while stroking your cheek with his thumb.

"Are you sure?"

Luke giggles and nods his head. "Of course, lovely. I'm gonna go prep a bath for you," he mumbles while getting up, pressing a quick kiss to your lips.

"I love you," you call after him and Luke looks over his shoulder, giving you a wink.

"I love you too, sweetheart."

You look towards Calum as he starts to get dressed, seeing his cheeks pink. "Are you blushing?" You ask with a teasing grin and Cal groans, looking away from you.

"Listen, this was very unexpected," he mentions and you slowly sit up, resting on your elbow. "I don't regret it though, believe me. It's just-"

"I get it, Cal," you laugh and chew on your lips. "Luke and I probably should've talked to you about it, but we didn't expect you to walk in on us fucking."

Calum chuckles and sits on the edge of the bed. "Yeah, I didn't expect it either," he mumbles as Luke walks back out from the bathroom.

"Ready, love?" He asks and you nod your head with a smile.

"If I don't see you Cal afterwards, just know that I wouldn't mind doing this again?" You form your words as a sentence, glancing between the two men.

Luke giggles and runs a hand through your hair. "We'll talk about it, baby," he grins.

You lean over and press a gentle kiss to Calum's cheek before Luke helps you into the bathroom.

"Did you enjoy it? I know you didn't get as much attention," you mumble to your boyfriend as you lower yourself into the steaming water.

Luke crouches and leans his arms against the side of the tub, his fingers grazing down your arms. "I did, and if we were to do a next time we can always switch it to where I fuck you and you suck Cal off," he explains to you and you rest your head against the ceramic tub, humming in response.

"You know… I don't want to cross a line or anything but," you pause and Luke raises an eyebrow, "maybe next time both of you can fill me up."

A groan leaves the blonde's lips and he presses a few sloppy kisses to your arm. "Fuck. We'll talk about it. I don't need to get hard right now," he laughs and you join in, your fingers lacing with his.

"Just know that I'm always gonna be yours, alright?" You reassure him and Luke leans forward to capture your lips in a kiss.

"I know, baby. Relax, alright? I'm gonna go start dinner," he says before standing up.

You nod your head and rest your eyes before sinking deeper into the tub. "I love you, Luke Hemmings."

"And I love you, Y/N L/N."

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[papergirllife]

Cloud Nine

Dong Sicheng

Mature content

Sub!Sicheng x Dom! Reader

warnings : unprotected sex, dacryphilia, edging, face riding, oral sex, 69, etc.

word count : 2.1k

Newly weds on a honeymoon at Maldives.

The scent of the salty sea greets you when your boyfriend, correction, newly wed husband, Sicheng opens the doors of the balcony of your suite, the sun rays hitting his golden skin perfectly as a light breeze blows in.

“I’m so glad we picked Maldives for our honeymoon, the time zone would be perfect for avoiding my mom’s phone calls,” Sicheng says with a shake of his head and a small smile, recalling how his mom was keen on having a grandchild, brining it up to you ever since the wedding night. Sicheng does want kids, or preferably kid, but the thought of spending his 20s with a child wasn’t his idea of utilizing his youth, and you totally agree with him, cringing at the thought of changing diapers in your 20s, glad that he’s not the type to push you for children.

“Your mom would be so upset when she finds out I’m on the pill, she thought it was the lack of privacy that discouraged us to have some quality time,” you said with a snicker, thinking back of the times when you and Sicheng did it in utmost silence when the two of you were back in his home town for q a visit after the wedding.

“She just doesn’t know how much of a freak are you,” Sicheng said in a voice octaves lower close to your ear, when did he get this close to you? You swear he was two feet away just now. Then you feel a familiar hand lingering up the hem of your sundress, dangerously close to the swell of your butt.

“I know you’re hungry for me, mister, but I’d like to have dinner first, the meal on the plane left me starving, it was barely enough,” you complained, a hand on his chest, stopping him from going any further.

“I told you to fly first class, business is just roomier, not much difference compared to economy,” Sicheng said as he led you out of the suite, a hand securely wrapped around your waist.q

“I just wanted to save some money,” you said in a huff, rubbing your rumbling stomach, regretting that you didn’t take your husband’s advice.

“Well, just don’t hold back afterwards, order whatever you want,” Sicheng said before booping your nose with his finger, leading you to the dining hall after the click of your hotel suite door.

“I think I should be getting my dessert now,” Sicheng said after pulling you into your suite in a haste, hands cupped around your cheeks, his face was mere centimetres away from yours, you could see his pupils blown wide at the thought of the things he'd like to do to you.

“Can I have a present first?” you said while batting your eyes at him, your voice sickly sweet, tempting him to submit.

“What does my dearest wife want?” Sicheng said while sitting onto the edge of the comfy bed, opening his legs to let you climb onto his lap.

“I want to be on top,” you said with an evil twinkle in your eyes before reaching a hand out to push him flat onto the bed.

“Just one round,” Sicheng bargained, he really wanted to hear you screaming his name, but that can wait, after all, you did give him your hand in marriage, it's only fair that there's give and take in a relationship.

You jumped in glee hearing his permission, immediately letting your hands wander to his chest, only to unbutton the white top he's wearing, nails playfully scratching at his chest lightly until the last button goes off, revealing his honey skin and perky nipples, hard from your teasing and the exposure of the chilly night breeze from the crack of the balcony door.

You let your hips circle on top of his crotch as you leant down to connect your lips to his, a hand lightly pinching his right nipple before rolling it gently in between your fingers, doing the same to the one on the left.

“Fuck,” Sicheng swears in between your attack on his lips, giving you the opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth, dominating the kiss. You decided to pour oil into the fire by grinding your hips onto his crotch harder, feeling the sudden wake of his hardness, eliciting a moan in your throat when you think of how well he’s going to fill you up.

You got up from his lap to pull off your dress, revealing you in a matching set of red lingerie, your ego inflating when you see the awe in Sicheng’s eyes.

“Strip, baby,” you ordered Sicheng.

Obedient to your words, he immediately got up to pull off his pants along with his underwear, his cock slapping against his abs once it was free from its confinements, hissing at the feeling of the cold air.

“Good boy,” you said as you sat yourself back into his lap, the lace of your panties digging into the sensitive skin of his cock, a perfect combination of pain and pleasure, but he coos at the feeling of your warm wetness, relieving a tiny bit of his desperation.

“What do you want baby? Do you want my mouth? Or my pussy? I'll let you choose,” you offered, but as your husband, Sicheng knows there will always be a catch, “but with a price of course, prove to me you’re my good boy and I'll give you what you desire,” you bargained.

“Anything for me to be inside you, please,” Sicheng added the last part, knowing you love hearing him beg.

“I want to ride your pretty face, boy, and don’t disappoint,” you said before getting off of him and taking off your panties, manoeuvring yourself on top of his face.

You were going to glance down to check if Sicheng was okay, but when he saw your perfectly slicked pussy, he was hungry for a taste, lowering your hips hastily onto his mouth, getting a surprised moan out of you at the feeling of his wet tongue invading your warm cavern.

“Yes, just like that baby, you're doing so well,” you said as you grind onto his mouth lightly, tossing your head back when you felt him adding two of his fingers into the mix, expertly locating your sweet spot after a few tries.

“Baby, yes, right there, don't stop,” you said breathlessly, which encouraged him to thrust his fingers harder and setting the pace faster, chasing your release of sweet juices.

Since he was making you feel so good, you decided to reward him. You leant down to take his cock into your mouth, letting the head of his dick hit the back of your throat as your hand slid down to fondle one of his balls, which made him moan into your pussy, fuck, you aren't going to last long if he keeps it up.

You realese his cock from your mouth after nearly a minute, a hand sliding down to your clit, rubbing quick circles over the sensitive nub, assisting Sicheng in pushing you over the edge.

When his tongue replaced your fingers, he sucked on your clit expertly, successfully giving you an earth shattering orgasm, his name tumbling from your lips like a mantra, your toes curling and a whine escaping your lips at the oversensitivity, your juices gushing out in a steady flow into Sicheng’s awaiting mouth.

You slid off Sicheng’s face once you rode out your orgasm, gulping down breathes of air to ready yourself for what you have planned next.

After regaining a bit of your strength, you positioned yourself above Sicheng, a hand combing through his messed up locks with a sinister smile on your face, knowing well that you’re going to strip him boneless tonight.

Your hand travelled southwards to his cock, gripping it rather harshly in your fist at the tip of his head, making Sicheng’s head fall back onto the pillow from the overstimulation, a breathy gasp of your name leaving his swollen lips.

“I'm not finished with you yet, baby,” you reminded him tauntingly, before you lifted yourself up to down onto his cock, filling yourself up deliciously, thankful for the slight stretch he had given you beforehand.

“Fuck!” Sicheng cursed when he finally felt your warm walls engulfing his length, you felt so tight around him, and the little clenches that you're giving him was making him lightheaded, pleasure clouding his head.

You smirked at his reaction, pleased to see that it won't take too much to wreck him tonight.

You set a slow pace, letting yourself feel every ridge and vein that decorates his cock, after a few pumps, you decided to up your game, quickening your pace, bouncing on his cock as quick as your legs allowed, the whole room was filled with the sound of your butt clapping down onto his thighs, saying a silent apology to the room next to your bed’s. You could feel the tip hitting against your sweet spot, if it weren't for the fact that you constantly reminded yourself that you rarely get to top, you would've came already, but you want to seize this opportunity to see how far can Sicheng submit to you.

You let your hands wander to his erected nipples, pinching them which got a cry out of him, distracting him from enjoying the view of your tits bouncing right in his eyesight perfectly, he reached up to release your bra, letting your boobs fall out and bounce wildly. Just as he wanted to reach out to hold onto one of your boobs, you slapped his hand away.

“You'll get to touch when you prove to me you’re my good boy,” you said before leaving him hanging completely, letting his dick slide out of you in a rather comical pop after feeling a slight twitch inside you, a sign that he was about to cum soon.

Sicheng whined at the sudden loss of pleasure, “Please, I've been nothing but your good boy, please let me cum,” Sicheng begged.

“Be patient, baby, all good things come to those who wait,” you said while caressing his face gently.

You crawled to Sicheng's spread legs, a hand wrapping around his cock, setting an average pace, occasionally stopping to swipe at his bulging red tip that's craving for release. You bent your neck down to take one of his balls into your mouth, licking and sucking gently, the warmth of your mouth made Sicheng's legs twitch, a constricted moan of your name followed by.

You hummed around his ball in approval before switching to the other one, the most sensitive parts of his body, he didn't want to disobey you, but he could feel his release creeping up on him.

Just when he decided to fuck everything and receive whatever punishment you were going to give him, you suddenly clasped your thumb and your index finger around the head of his cock, restricting him from his sweet release.

“Fuck! Please, please let me cum, I'll do anything for you afterwards, please,” Sicheng begged, you looked up to observe his face, glee when you saw tears streaming down his face, his hands fisting the sheets.

“Aw, baby, was that too much? I just want to give you the best orgasm ever. What's your colour?” you asked, making sure he's alright.

“Green,” Sicheng replied immediately, his voice hoarse.

“Can I continue? You can cum inside me,” you said while brushing his bangs away from his eyes, you want to engrain the look he has on now, so fragile, so docile, just for you.

“Yes, please, just want to cum, inside you,” Sicheng said, no longer able to form a complete sentence as you have reduced him to your personal sex doll.

“Okay,” you said before reaching for his cock to slide into your entrance, once more filling you up deliciously.

You rocked your hips against his, positioning his head to your sweet spot before bouncing on his dick relentlessly, sliding a hand down your clit to stimulate yourself, chasing your highs together, knowing that Sicheng wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

With a rough thrust of his hips, a deep piston that hit your g spot, you and Sicheng were pushed over the edge, a mix of a whine and a groan sounded in Sicheng's throat while you screamed his name, cumming onto his cock, the action made your walls clench around Sicheng, milking him for all he has, large spurts of warm cum painting your walls white.

When your orgasm subsided, you crashed onto Sicheng's chest, feeling the fatigue settling into your limbs. When you were about to manoeuvre yourself off of him, Sicheng held you closer.

“Don't move, let's stay like this,” he said in a raspy voice.

“Okay, goodnight Sicheng.”

“Goodnight, love.”

Needless to say, you are very much looking forward to the next few days of your honeymoon.

[cherrybyunss]

Ship: Haechan x Reader Word Count: 1.1k Tags: Smut, Explicit, Protected Sex, Riding, Some Banter

An excerpt from When It Gets Risky: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31129871/chapters/76918949

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You looked up at Donghyuck. He patiently waited for you to talk. Or to change the topic. His cheeks still a little flush from laughing, and eyes soft as he looked at you.

You noticed he had beautiful eyes.

A beautiful face even.

You’d noticed this before, but it was honestly no surprise his pretty face would catch you off guard more times than one.

You hands reached upto caress his moles that formed a constellation on cross his cheek. And he had pretty lips too, you realized when your thumb brushed across his parted lips. His lips felt soft. You wondered how soft they’d feel to kiss.

And so you leaned in. And so did he. And as you’d guessed, his lips felt heavenly. He kissed you slowly at first and then with force that had you falling back onto the couch as he hovered over you.

“Thought you weren’t feeling upto it.”

“Well, I stand corrected. I am now, so stop talking and kiss me.”

“Is this your coping mechanism?”

You looked at him, done. “Stop fucking psycho-analyzing me, oh my god!”

“It’s a solid possibility–”

You cut him off by grabbing his collar and yanked him closer to you. “Shut up and kiss me before I kick you out.”

He stared at you for a second, then exhaled. “Hot.” He said before he kissed you again.

You hummed into the kiss, letting your lips mould together in a perfect harmony. Kissing Donghyuck had always felt like the most natural thing.

And so, you realized right away when Donghyuck started holding back from kissing you like he normally did.

You whined, pushing him away. “Kiss me properly!”

When you tried to kiss him again, he pulled away just enough to not let your lips touch.

You gasped when you realized he was playing with you. And he was clearly holding back a grin when you looked at him.

“Cute.” He said. And you fumed.

In one moment, you mustered all of your strength and switched your positions, managing to pin Donghyuck down on to the couch, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips.

His eyes were wide for a second before he got used to the new point of view.

“You love playing games, don’t you?”

“Oh, baby girl, trust me when I say, you bring out the best in me.”

Your hand almost went around his neck as you leaned in. “I’ll have to take matters into my own hands then, I suppose?”

Donghyuck held back his smirk as he put his hands up, feigning submission, “By all means, go ahead.”

You leaned back, never looking away from him, and pulled your top over your head. He sighed at the sight in front of him before you leaned in to capture his lips with yours again. His hands grabbed onto the sides of your waist and you gasped at the sudden force.

You took his bottom lip between your teeth and sucked on it, soothing it with your tongue write after, drawing a soft groan out of him. You let your tongue lick into his mouth as he shuddered underneath you. You knew he could feel you smile in satisfaction against his lips. You hoped he could.

You grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and got rid of it in one swift motion, disconnecting your lips for only as long as was necessary. You swore you could never get enough of Donghyuck.

You moved down, capturing his nipple, where you knew from experience that he was sensitive, between your lips and flicking your tongue against it. He let out a shaky moan. You pulled away and smiled at his flushed out face before giving in to temptation and kissing him again.

You grinded down against his bulge, and he moaned into your mouth, and everything about it turned you on to dangerous extents.

You pulled away, licking your lips. “Hard enough to fuck me yet?”

“See for yourself.” He said as he palmed himself once before bringing your hand down to palm his bulge, hissing at the sensation when you did.

You hummed, feigning contemplation. “I’m not sure.”

You unbuttoned his jeans, his eyes trained on yours as he lifted his hips, helping you discard the redundant  clothes. You sighed at the sight of his length, hard and erect.

You leaned down to kiss his length ear the base, making Donghyuck’s breath hitch. You hummed in satisfaction as you gave tiny kitten licks to the tip before taking as much of his length as you could in your mouth.

“Fuck.” Donghyuck breathed out.

You felt his voice deep in your core, encouraging you to reach a hand down to your folds and rub your clit to draw you closer to your high.

You moaned with him in your mouth. The vibrations making his cock twitch.

You took him out as you leaned back. “Condom.”

He nudged towards his jeans. You  found the back pocket and in it, his wallet, and passed it to him. He took out a condom and threw his wallet across the couch

You got rid of your shorts and panties and grabbed the condom from his hands, rolling it onto his length before climbing on top of him once again.

You looked at him one last time before you sank down on him, yelping as you bottomed out entirely.

“Fuck!” Donghyuck moaned.

You breathed heavy as you lifted yourself up a little and slammed down at the same time as he rammed up into you, letting you feel the pleasure from the thrust in every inch of your being. “Ah!”

He groaned in pleasure as you bounced on his cock, riding him at the fastest pace you could manage. You had almost forgotten how amazing it felt to have a cock brush against your walls in this position.

You needed to make yourself cum before he did, knowing you wouldn’t be able to stop till you’re done, so you reached your hand down to rub your clit once again, losing footing for a second at the sudden added pleasure.

His grip on your hips tightened as he slammed you down on him, increasing your pace right after, probably having guessed that you were close, and that was all it took to make you see white as pleasure ripped through your body like jolts of electricity. “Fuck!!”

He kept going, chasing his own high, and making you scream out of overstimulation for a couple seconds before ramming up into you one last time as he came after you.

You fell on top of him, breathless and overwhelmed.

He caressed your hair as he whispered, “You did great, baby girl.”

And you quietly hummed, before dozing off to dreamland without even realizing.

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[raggaraddy]

Mercy

Summary: You want to save your friend from Seokjin even though you know how cruel his punishments can be.

Trigger warning: Torture, assault, burning.

A/N: Please note this story has violent themes that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Please do not read this story if you are underage or are sensitive to such topics.

Seokjin

Yandere!Seokjin King!Seokjin

"I will die." Is all Annette could say, over and over. The elderly maid stood with you, the remnants of a suit jacket in her hands, a helpless fright shaking her words. She had been distracted for a moment and the fabric had caught on a candle. Her reaction was one of frozen shock and the flame quickly jumped along it, scorching about 30% of the material before you managed to put it out.

Whether the King cared for the item or not, whether he even noticed it was gone was irrelevant. You all knew better than to hide something from him. He would eventually find out, somehow he always did. And when he found out she had hidden her failure, he would bring the very concept of hell to life for her deception.

That being said, to confess to such a mistake would also certainly lead to dire consequences. All of the staff knew to catch his attention in any way was a disastrous thing. And any action that gave him a reason to torture you would surely become your greatest regret.

At nearly 70 years, Annette had seen and heard just about all of what the King was capable of. He may be a merciful ruler, but within these walls, he was nothing more than a beast in search of yet another person to devour.

You knew as well as any other, if not more so, exactly why she was so afraid. The thought of what he could do terrified you. But you also knew that she was one among many of the staff who had gone out of their way to shelter you from the King in the initial months after you started at the palace. If you had heeded their instruction and warnings, you may have never even crossed his path. But you were impetuous and resistant and now you had the scars and marks as penance. You also knew that with or without reason or mistake, you already had the Kings focus. Maybe today or maybe tomorrow or the day after, he was going to call you to him again like he regularly did, and he was going to take pleasure in hurting you. Nothing was going to stop that.

But there was still an opportunity to spare this woman.

It was only you and Annette here to see the jacket be damaged. It could have easily been you that was distracted. You were known to be absent-minded. It would be very believable that this was your fault.

"Anne, give it to me." You request, holding your hands out. The woman, still in a daze, hands it over without any acknowledgment. You point to your section of the room to the clothes you had been cleaning. "Those were yours, okay." You gesture to her section and the damaged garment. "And these are mine."

Your meaning seems to slowly click into place. "No, Y/n. You can not do that, Love. I-"

"You are my friend. And you made a simple mistake. You shouldn't have to suffer for it. You know what Jin will do to me anyway. There is no need for both of us to-." Your words are strong and sure but taper off as the fear and worry you feel on the inside stop you from creating a complete sentence.

With a mix of pain and gratitude in her eyes, she resigns with a nod. Accepting your merciful offer.

His attendant had informed you that the King was available and alone. You realized early on that it was better to come to him when he was by himself. Not that it would lessen how he treated you, but at least this way no one else would see what he would do to you. And it would save you some shame.

The guard knocks on the door. He opens it with permission and announces you. On hearing the King call you in, you have to wipe your hands down the length of your dress to rid them of sweat. You enter the room, the guard closing the door on your back sealing you in the study.

Sitting at his desk Jin's usual emotionless expression is gone, a subtle look of intrigue in its place. And what is nearly a smile on his lips.

You had never come to him of your own free will before. He had always summoned you. But here you were. Seeming to offer yourself up.

"Your Majesty." You curtsy, bowing your head if only to hide the tremble in your eyes.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your unexpected company?" He purrs.

This was it. Time to confess to something you had not done and receive a punishment you did not deserve. While you could never actually do it, you can't help but momentarily question whether to instead tell the truth and betray Annette.

You breathe deep for strength. "I need to apologize for a mistake I made." You look up to him to sense his reaction. For a brief moment, he flashes a look that is nearly giddy with excitement.

"For what?" He prompts.

Gripping it tightly, you lift up the tattered jacket for him to see.

He stands, that hidden smile becoming clear on his face. Circling the desk, he takes it from your hands and continues strolling down the room until he stops next to the lounge arrangement in front of the fireplace. Turning, his finger is pressed to his lips in thought.

"Come here," he calls softly with a drawing motion from the same finger.

You swallow heavily, sucking your tongue to wet your dry mouth. Although you follow the order, you are filled with regret and a deep-seated desire to turn and run from him instead. However, you had made that mistake once before and you swore you would never again.

"Kneel." He points down to the fireplace's outer hearth. Looking lowly and fighting back nausea, you do. You can feel the heat from the burning wood and embers against your front right away. "Place your arm above the fire." He instructs. The calm of his tone not matching with the cruelty of the order.

There is only a wall around the fireplace. So the only thing he could mean is to put your arm inside the firepit over the flame.

Slowly, trying not to touch the top of the pit or the fire itself, you guide your arm in as Jin commanded. Instantly, the heat swarms around your skin and too quickly it goes from warm to hot to burning. You hold it for about 20 seconds, hissing air in through your teeth until you can't any longer.

You yank your body back with a yelp. Panting, looking over how the skin has turned red after only a few moments.

His large hands grab your hair and slam your face into the bricked wall. Your head bounces off and you fall back, clutching your forehead feeling the skin having torn.

Seokjin nods towards the outer hearth again, mouth pressed into a straight line. You want to beg and whine for him to not make you do this, but again you had done so a few times before and were taught quickly that it was better to not say or do anything more than what he orders.

Hesitantly you climb back up. He's not going to ask again, the next time he is more likely to push you into the coals himself.

Unable to stop yourself from jerking your arm back every few inches, you slow back above the fire. The burn returning even quicker. You force yourself to hold still this time. Drawing on all your strength to endure. Your fingers and cut forehead pressing and clinging into the bricks, you try to bear the pain as you feel your skin beginning to burn.

Kicking your feet under you, you're whimpering and squealing, tears pricking in your eyes, as waves of sharp sizzling pangs spur up your arm. Instinctually your body continues to flinch and jerk, fighting to get away, but you overpower your impulses. The effort turning shrill cries into outright screams of agony.

For nearly two minutes Seokjin listens and watches you writhe and cry, a small satisfied smile on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes.

At a point past pain where the throb in your body starts to have you feeling numb, the King finally grants you quarter, permitting you to remove your arm.

You do so stiffly. Your entire body throbbing, head pounding. Your chest compressed from heavy sobs.

Dropping onto the ground, you cradle your arm. Your forearm and palm are littered with blisters and burns. The skin red and ruined.

The King holds the tarnished fabric upright, examining it again for a moment. With a shrug, he throws it into the fireplace to finish its destruction. "No matter," he tisks "I didn't really like that jacket anyway."

[10millionyearsdungeon]

Kinktober #1 - Praise

A/N: Sugawara hates when you tear yourself down; you’re so perfect in his eyes and can’t understand why your self-talk is so detrimental. He lifts you back up the only way he knows how... 

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“Look at you taking it so well…” Deft fingers spread your dripping folds wide; you could feel his hot breath fanning over your most intimate places, only sending you closer to that elusive peak. “You’re practically twitching for me, and all I’ve done is toy with you a little.” 

A little… 

You couldn’t help but fixate on the way his voice lilted over the words, how casually his pretty lips formed over each syllable as he coaxed those long, dexterous fingers along your glistening sex. He had only been edging you for the better part of two hours with those lithe fingers. You could barely remember where it all began. Another moan ripped through your tightly-wound body as he wrapped those lush lips around your swollen clit. Your slick walls clenched around his fingers, urging him to continue. You could have cried when he pulled away, only to stare up at you with those warm coffee eyes. Hot tears pricked your eyes as he rested his cheek on your thigh and withdrew his fingers from your quivering entrance. “No...no fair, Koushi,” you gasped. He answered with a smile that left you breathless as he stared up at your flushing face from under his pale eyelashes. “Fair? You wanna talk fair, sugar?” Sugawara adopted a tone you only heard when he was winding up to scold one of his students. You shifted uncomfortably, suddenly too hot, too exposed under his focused gaze. You knew all too well what he was referring to-- the vicious self-talk you used to tear yourself down, how harsh your own words could be when you picked yourself apart stitch by stitch. If you could melt into the sheets and evaporate on the spot you would, but Koushi held you firmly with his quiet, stern stare. Long, loving strokes along the silvered stretch marks striping your inner thigh he delivered with gentle, feather-light brushes. With a sigh, you rolled your head back onto the pillows and arched into Sugawara’s touches. “I want to hear you tell me you’re beautiful, sugar. I want you to mean it.” Your toes curled impulsively with another brush of his tender lips along the curve of your hip bones, eyes imploring you to give in to his seemingly small demand. “I’m waiting, sugar,” he purred. “Your skin is so soft, sugar. Say it.” “I...I’m…” the words faltered on your tongue. Your mind wandered back to the scars along your shins from years of stumbling and tripping through life, the stretch marks that left your hips and thighs discolored, how you couldn’t seem to shed that extra couple pounds and you felt yourself withdraw further into every tiny flaw. Sugawara sunk his teeth into your hip, skillfully wrapping his lips around the bite and sucking hard into your skin. A strong arm pinned your thrashing hips to the sheets as he continued to suck a vibrant violet bruise into your skin. “Say it,” he growled, sinking his teeth in again. “I’m beautiful!” you screamed, your fingers tangling in his hair as he sucked harder into the deepening bruise. “I’m beautiful!!” Koushi moaned into your hip and found himself casually grinding his hardening cock along your scarred shin, laving his tongue along the love-bite he left in his wake. “That’s my gorgeous girl,” he hummed. With every inch he climbed up your trembling body he marked his territory with another sucking kiss to mar the beauty of your skin. “Say it again for me, sugar.” “I’m...I’m beautiful, Koushi,” you whimpered. You could taste yourself on his fingers as he toyed with your lower lip. He groaned at your words and lined his cock up with your heat as if he could do it asleep. With the sudden intrusion, you shuddered and dug your nails into his toned back, deceptively sturdy muscles shifting to life under your rude hold. Your hips rose to meet his, urging him deeper as he nuzzled into your ear and groaned low. “You’re stunning, sugar. Gorgeous stretched over my cock like this…Say it again.” He sunk deeper into your need, eyes meeting yours with a sweet grin. With slow, deliberate thrusts, he pulled another shuddering sigh from your body and revealed in the bounce of your breasts and the color staining your cheeks. “Let me hear your beautiful voice again, sugar. Say it, beautiful.” Clutching him to your body, he groaned low, feeling the quickening flutter of your walls tighten around his cock-- every fibre had you singing a song only he could hear. He continued to thrust you through your sudden peak, dragging his teeth along your shoulder, murmuring soft words of love and adoration. “I’m beautiful…” you huffed, moaning into his silver hair as another wave of pleasure pulled you back into his hand. You felt his lips curl into a smile as he continued to tease your skin with his teeth, every brush sending vibrations through every nerve ending to prolong your pleasure. “That’s right, sugar. And you’re so perfect cumming on my cock like this. Let me see it again. I want you to cum again for me, beautiful.” “Please, Koushi…” He stilled his hips and leaned up, looming over you like a predator before the kill with that same, slow smile sweetening his heartbreaker face. “I’ll do it...if you promise to never talk down to yourself again.” You shuddered and nodded furiously, trying in vain to pull him back into your needy body. “Please, Koushi.” He collected your hands, holding them tightly to the pillowcase as he nudged his nose along the line of your cheek. It was a gentle distraction from the sudden piston of his hips and the stretch of his cock inside your aching pussy. Close enough to feel his heart beating in his throat, you couldn’t help the impending orgasm that had you clamping down hard enough to hurt. You met your end together, Sugawara hissing and falling into you with his seed filling your waiting womb. He stayed inside, gently petting and kissing along your hairline with tender lips. “Such a beautiful voice for a beautiful woman,” he crooned. You couldn’t help but curl into the warmth of his chest when he pulled out. “You’re perfect, sugar…” he sighed, tucking your sweat-curled hair behind your ear. Glancing up at him, he grinned and poked the tip of your nose with enough affection it left you tingling in your toes. “Negativity begone, sugar.”