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2kiran · 1 year ago

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Hell knows what pit of crap i fell into along life to end up here, but i guess im staying.

I was wondering if you do x reader for Horangi?

like, he deserves all my love (he and König are my favourite). And i was hoping you could do something for him, ill be pleased with just about anything with him.

thanks.

-X

꒦⁺ NSFW ALPHABET —— KIM “HORANGI” HONG-JIN

modified 30/08/24 | NSFW 18+

content ˖ ࣪ ˖ subby bottom/top horangi, gn reader, korean pet names (correct if wrong), use of beautiful & pretty, mentions of violence, overstim., marking, voice kink, hint of scent kink, underwear stealing, some degradation (giving and receiving)

A = AFTERCARE (WHAT THEY’RE LIKE AFTER SEX)

horangi would prefer staying in bed, at least for a little while. he’d cuddle with you, strong arms caging in your body closely to his own. when he isn’t feeling lazy, he’d run the both of you a bath or a shower. cold, warm, or hot water, it’s your choice. he’ll help wash you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear,

“did so good for me, 자기야. made me take you so well, yeah?” ( jagiya – honey )

“absolutely beautiful,” he whispers, leaning in to softly kiss your cheek, “always such a pretty little thing, aren’t you?”

he’d go and buy you food, maybe even cook you some if he’s got energy to spend or if his legs are even properly working to begin with. he’d be so soft with you. treating you gently even with his rough and calloused hands. the same ones that’s killed more than you can count on your fingers, carefully taking your chin in it’s hold to make you look at him.

B = BODY PART (THEIR FAVORITE BODY PART OF THEIRS AND ALSO THEIR PARTNER’S)

for himself, he likes his arms. he can easily suffocate his enemies, trapping their head in muscle. they make a decent stand for his guns too, the butt of the stock against his shoulder. what he likes about them the most though is the fact that he could embrace and engulf your frame. his favorite way to hug you is from behind, his arms wrapped around your waist as he either rests his chin on your head or your shoulder. he enjoys the way you grab at him, grunting in your ear as you leave marks where no one else can see.

he also likes his thighs. they’re strong and muscular, and they could be used to choke his enemies in between. he didn’t really think anything about it at first, until you unconsciously placed your hand on it and squeezed. how couldn’t you? they were warm and inviting, you couldn’t help but steal a feel. he softly gasped, in disbelief at himself for liking it that much.

for you, though, he definitely has a tiny favoritism for your hands. just tiny, he promises. maybe a little too much. he just can’t help but let out faint whimpers whenever you let your hands roam all over his body. it’s not like it’s on purpose when he whines as you wrap your hand around his neck, thumb running over his pulse as you gripped him gently. not enough to completely hurt, of course. unless he asked you to.

C = CUM (ANYTHING TO DO WITH CUM, BASICALLY)

he cums pretty hard and he isn’t ashamed of it. if he’s topping, he’d definitely love cumming inside of you. his eyes holding a predatory gaze to see your sopping hole leak his spend, and all he does is fuck it into you. making sure that none of it spills out so he doesn’t have to do it again. it gives him a reason to fuck you even harder, and he loves it. he’d ask you before he does, though. if you don’t want him to finish inside you, he’d settle for your thighs, back, or stomach.

but when he’s bottoming? he wants you in him, absolutely coating his insides. he’ll growl in frustration if he feels any of it leak out of him, pushing back against you to keep it in. he’d overstimulate you just so you can cum again and again inside of him. he wants to feel you, in more ways than one. he wouldn’t really mind if you wanted to finish on him, even feel free to do so. his second favorite would probably be you cumming on his face. he just looks so pretty, doesn’t he?

D = DIRTY SECRET (SELF EXPLANATORY, A DIRTY SECRET OF THEIRS)

he has jerked himself off to your voice once, and i don’t think he’ll be afraid of doing it again. replaying a voice recording of yours ordering him around, be it at the military base or at home. if you think that’s bad enough, he did it with your underwear. his hand clutching the fabric as he guided it over his needy cock, his nose holding onto the scent of you. it’s not like you’ll find out, right? you smell so good and you’re just so far away from him. he feels a little guilty, soiling your precious underwear for his own greed. oh fuck, what if you suddenly come home and catch him? that gets him excited, hips bucking up into the fabric as he spills all over himself with a low moan.

E = EXPERIENCE (HOW EXPERIENCED ARE THEY? DO THEY KNOW WHAT THEY’RE DOING?

he has experience, but it isn’t a lot. he’d had his way with a few people, exes or casually. he knows what he’s doing, for sure. him being the good little partner he is and asking you to guide him, practically use him. he wants to make sure that he’s doing it right, that you’re comfortable, and that you enjoy what he’s doing.

F = FAVORITE POSITION (THIS GOES WITHOUT SAYING)

he doesn’t mind. but if you really want him to choose, it’ll be reverse cowgirl. he doesn’t care if you ride him or he rides you, he loves it either way. if it’s the former, he’ll hold himself back from cumming right there. you look so good on top of him. his attention on the way his cock disappears into your hole every time you come back down. he’d occasionally meet your bounces, smiling to himself at the way you let out a pretty sound.

“oh, fuck, sweet–” he was interrupted by his own gasp, “hng! oh, fuck, yeah. c’mon, doing such a great job. yeah, yeah, just like that, baby.”

if it’s the latter, be prepared because you’ll have to lift that man off of you. he won’t stop until both of you are whining from the overstimulation, his hole clenching around you as he takes you again. he might even cry from the pleasure. he may or may not have dreamt of riding you in full gear. even better if you’re wearing his and he’s the one completely naked.

“fuuuck!” he whined, “you’re so – oh, god, you feel so fuckin’ good. i can’t– mmph! shit, just, hold on for me a little longer. please, 자기야. i can, i can take it! please!” ( jagiya – honey )

G = GOOFY (ARE THEY MORE SERIOUS IN THE MOMENT? ARE THEY HUMOROUS? ETC.)

he’s more on the serious side, but that won’t stop him from cracking a joke that’s enough to make you let out an amused huff. he won’t really joke around during the moment, as he can’t speak over his needy sounds. it’s usually reserved for aftercare.

H = HAIR (HOW WELL GROOMED ARE THEY? DOES THE CARPET MATCH THE DRAPES? ETC.)

he honestly forgets they exist, so don’t be shocked if he hasn’t shaved. he doesn’t really care, but he prefers keeping it short and well-trimmed. he grooms himself once a few months.

I = INTIMACY (HOW ARE THEY DURING THE MOMENT? THE ROMANTIC ASPECT)

he’s gentle and cautious during the moment, ensuring that this is what you want and that you’re comfortable. he wants the both of you to enjoy every single moment. when he’s being rough, he’ll still praise you. he’d compliment you, giving you affection,

“애인,” ( aein – sweetheart ) “you’re so fuckin’ – oh fuck, right there – amazing. all for me.”

J = JACK OFF (MASTURBATION HEADCANON)

he jacks off at least twice a week. it’s more on to calm down his nerves and when both of you are away from each other. he has you, so it won’t really be a problem to him. however, if you make him do it to tease him, he will cum quickly. embarrassing enough, he nearly cried over the fact that it wasn’t your hand.

K = KINK (ONE OR MORE OF THEIR KINKS)

he has a voice kink, which should be obvious enough. what? he likes the sound of your voice. especially when you’re whispering such praise into his ear or dirty words. he’ll gladly do sex over the phone with you. guide him during it, and he’s sure he’ll stain his phone screen white. tell him that he’s doing good, and he’s teetering on the edge of euphoria.

probably has a gear kink. if you’re in the military like him, stay away from him because he might get a little horny. you’re enchanting in his eyes and the gear is a plus. oh, you want to fuck him in full gear? he just came in his pants. he won’t say no to it, he’s more than willing to. the way you could just crush him makes his face flush.

he’s into praise and he prefers to give it. he wants you to know how much you mean to him and he wants to do it with both words and actions. when you do it to him, he melts. he loves being praised by you. if you want, he may slip in some degradation. just a little bit so he won’t hurt your feelings. telling how you’re —

“such a pretty little slut,” he groans, “eager to get down on their knees for me.”

“so strong,” he sighs, “but crumbles so easily when it comes to me.”

a small breeding kink. it goes both ways. he’s already rutting inside of you if you say the words he wants to hear. but if you’re doing that to him, he cums so fast. his walls clenching around you to keep it all in, milking you like his life depends on it. he was so fucked out once and had a silly little thought that was like, “am i pregnant?”

L = LOCATION (FAVORITE PLACES TO DO THE DO)

wherever you’re comfortable with. you probably fucked everywhere in your shared house, apartment, or room. he’s more than okay to have sex in the bedroom. but there’s nothing wrong trying out new places. the kitchen, the living room, the bathroom, the two of you fucked there. he likes the idea of either you or him surprising the other, bending them over the counter. the kitchen might be his favorite, like if he was cooking and you’d suddenly pull his pants down— oh, he’d be crossing his eyes and your food will be burnt.

M = MOTIVATION (WHAT TURNS THEM ON, GETS THEM GOING)

the more you touch him, the more he needs it. your touches don’t even have to be sexual, it just happens. your hand feeling up his biceps, his forearms, his chest, his waist— ugh, he quietly groans. face flushing in embarrassment as his cock lays heavy against the front of his pants. he likes the way your gentle fingers caress him, making him feel like he’s that precious. he tends to become needy if you’ve been away from each other for a while. you’ll find him on his knees, pleading for you.

N = NO (SOMETHING THEY WOULDN’T DO, TURN-OFFS)

he won’t do anything that can and will hurt you. he wouldn’t want you to do that to him too. anything that’ll really give either of you pain makes him uncomfortable. he’s okay with some spanking, but not too much.

O = ORAL (PREFERENCE IN GIVING OR RECEIVING, SKILL, ETC.)

he doesn’t really have a preference. you want to eat him out? go ahead. what he really likes though is face sitting. he wants you to sit on his face, full weight and everything. he’s decent with his tongue, but he is sloppy. drool coating your thighs as he gives you the messiest head you’ve ever received in your life. do it, sit on his face like he’s your chair and he’ll cum untouched.

P = PACE (ARE THEY FAST AND ROUGH? SLOW AND SENSUAL? ETC.)

it depends on his mood. usually, he wants a steady pace that has him rolling his eyes to the back of his head. he tends to be on the rougher side, the wet slapping of skin filling both of your ears and his. it’s to relief the stress in his body, really. but when he wants to take his time, he’ll go slow. maybe even teasingly.

Q = QUICKIE (THEIR OPINIONS ON QUICKIES, HOW OFTEN, ETC.)

oh, he’s definitely a fan. he enjoys quickies, but he doesn’t indulge in them that much. you two probably fucked in a janitor’s closet at least once. even in a dirty bathroom stall. if the both of you are busy with work, he’ll still try to convince you to fuck him,

“just one round, 애기야. i promise we’ll be really quick.” ( aegiya – baby )

what do you mean you have to do something else? no, you’re spending your time fucking him raw. need to submit a file? you can do that later, just bend him over the desk and take him right now. aw, you’re running late? he swears if you jerk off his cock, he won’t bother you anymore. we’ll be quick, he promises.

R = RISK (ARE THEY GAME TO EXPERIMENT? DO THEY TAKE RISKS? ETC.)

he’s more than happy to experiment. walk him through it, and he’ll quickly get the hang of it. praising him is a bonus. he only wants to make you happy. if he’s the one that wants to try something out, he’ll have a long discussion with you. to be sure, he says. despite your eagerness. mid-way, he’ll ask you if you’re okay and if you want to continue.

a risk he’d be hesitant to talk to you about is breath play. he doesn’t want to actually choke you, knowing his strength. but if you’re the one doing that, he’s already saying yes. he trusts you completely.

S = STAMINA (HOW MANY ROUNDS CAN THEY GO FOR? HOW LONG DO THEY LAST?)

he has decent stamina, those years of training paying off. he can usually go two rounds. when he’s pissed off, he’ll go about four. he can last longer but he doesn’t want to force you to. he wants to focus on your pleasure, making sure that you’re thoroughly satisfied. that doesn’t mean that he won’t be a little greedy from time to time, though. coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of you just to make him full.

T = TOYS (DO THEY OWN TOYS? DO THEY USE THEM? ON A PARTNER OR THEMSELVES?)

he doesn’t own a toy. why should he? it’s not like he can use it when he has you. you’re much better than a mere toy. you owning one is a different story, he’ll roughly use it on you or himself depending on what it is. it can go both ways. own a dildo? he’s fucking it into you, teasing you with it like it was his cock. or he’s riding it in front of you, telling you that you can’t touch him in between his loud moans. eyes slightly rolling back on purpose just to be a brat.

own a fleshlight? he’s making you fuck it, his words forcing you to imagine that it was his mouth or his hole, “c’mon, baby, you can fuck me harder than that.” or he’s the one using it, cumming inside of it again and again to make you wish that it was you instead. he’ll try to make you jealous, saying that it feels so good, and that he should’ve found it sooner.

U = UNFAIR (HOW MUCH THEY LIKE TO TEASE)

he likes to tease you a lot, a few pokes then and there. getting under your skin on purpose, like bending over in front of you to pick something up. ‘unintentionally’ exposing his ass to you. or he’ll lift his shirt a bit high up to wipe away his sweat, his muscular torso on display for a few moments before he brings it back down like nothing happened. he knows what he’s doing, and his grin makes it obvious.

in bed, he slows his pace at random times. edging both himself and you. when you think he’ll finally let you cum, he stops. he’ll make you beg for it, all the while holding back his needy little whines. his thighs ache from the effort he’s putting in, but he doesn’t care. completely dismissing how his eyes water from denying himself of pleasure.

V = VOLUME (HOW LOUD THEY ARE, WHAT SOUNDS THEY MAKE, ETC.)

he isn’t the loudest man. normally, he’s more of a groaner. low, guttural groans leaving him as you tug at his sensitive cock. his eyes silently pleading for release as his own voice fails on him. he’ll sometimes silence his sounds if he’s feeling bratty and wants a punishment. yet, you’ll hear the faintest of ‘ugh! fuck,’s and ‘mmmph, shit, ah,’s. occasional quiet moans will leave his mouth and directly into your ear. he’s a little shy about hearing himself, so he’ll bite down on his bottom lip to stop them.

when you practically fuck the sounds out of him, it’s a whole different story. his deep and powerful voice reduced to whorish whining, moans of ‘please, fuck me harder’, and little whimpers are enough to shock the entirety of kortac.

“shit, shit, i can’t– oh! ah, oh fuck me, please,” he cried out, squealing even, “there! i’m– mmngh!”

he’s really talkative when you’re fucking him to next week. he makes sure you know how good you’re making him feel, using his voice to his advantage. eventually, his babbles shift into his native language, and that’s when you know he’s fully fucked out.

W = WILD CARD (A RANDOM HEADCANON FOR THE CHARACTER)

he makes you fuck him while he has the mask on. with only the mask on. sunglasses, gear, and clothes gone. he thinks it’s hot, the way the fabric of his mask clinging to his sweaty skin as you take him to the heights of pleasure. degrade him a bit, saying “look at how pathetic you are. what will your teammates think? tough horangi reduced to a pretty whore,” and his response is already leaving his vocal chords as he cries out –

“fuck, fuck, yes! i’m your whore, please, just yours. i’m yours, yours, ghhmhng! only yours.”

X = X-RAY (LET’S SEE WHAT’S GOING ON UNDER THOSE CLOTHES)

about a good 6 or 7 inches. uncut. thick. a few distinct veins.

Y = YEARNING (HOW HIGH IS THEIR SEX DRIVE?)

he doesn’t have the lowest or highest, but it’s a little above the normal sex drive. he isn’t the type of man who’ll try to fuck you on every surface. his mind still wanders. just some slipping thoughts of how good your hand would look around his throat, squeezing and denying him of— uh, oh. he’s turned on. yeah, just a tiny bit above the normal.

Z = ZZZ (HOW QUICKLY THEY FALL ASLEEP AFTERWARDS)

he becomes a little sleepy, so he may ask to take a nap with you. it’ll take him several minutes to actually fall asleep, but with you in his arms, he’ll sleep like a baby. he’d want to be close to you, making sure you can’t leave his side. he’ll whine when you try to move away from him, pulling you right back to him.

“don’t go,” he pouts, making grabby hands at you, “just rest a little longer with me, please?”

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loserforeddie · 2 years ago

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Imagine a reader who loves to smoke drugs, almost as much as eddie. One day they're both really high and the reader completely flusters him by pulling his chin down to open his mouth and blowing smoke into it. He'd be a mess afterward, can't even speak for himself. "Uhm... did you- did you just-... wow..." Definitely would ask for the reader to do it again. He swears he gets a little bit higher every time they do.

I FUCKING LOVE THIS OMFG

YESYESYES

FLUSTERED EDDIE?????? COUNT ME THE FUCK IN

warnings: weed, smoking weed (Idk a lot about weed so I'm sorry in advance) subby Eddie, light nsfw, embarrassed Eddie, low-key dom reader, grinding, making out.

gender neutral :)

word count: 900 (IT'S A DRABBLE IM SORRY)

. . .

Dating Eddie Munson was one hell of a good time.

The dates, the late-night conversations, the making out in his van-

But there was one great perk to dating Eddie, something you didn’t even consider till you two got together.

The free weed.

When Eddie had offered you some, one cool summer night in his trailer, you were a bit nervous. You felt bad taking his own weed, knowing how much he smoked and how much he loved doing it. Not to mention how it was his own suply

But he assured you that he didn’t mind, saying how, “I really wanna smoke with you, baby. I think it’d be fun.”

So, you two smoked together, which then led to you two making out on his couch, high as shit. Which then leads to the bedroom…

Since then, Eddie has said how he’d want you to smoke with him, “a bonding experience” he had said.

In reality, he just loved combining his two favorite things, you and weed.

Today was no different, laying on Eddie’s couch, as you started to light the joint.

Eddie had said before how hot you were when you lit one up, and he repeated his sentiment today.

“Jesus babe, you’re as hot as the lighter.”

The joint nearly fell out of your mouth as you laughed at his cheesy line, what a clique.

“Thanks, sweetheart,” you said in return, finally getting the light to the joint, allowing it to catch.

You took a hit, inhaling it into your lungs, holding it, before letting go.

You coughed a bit, giggling as Eddie smirked at you.

After a moment, you took another hit, and Eddie rose a brow. “What about me, sweetness? Don’t I get a taste?”

You nodded before an idea popped into your head.

You smiled, devilishly, before you took another hit.

“Come here then, Eds.”

Eddie gave you a quizzical look, before leaning in.

“What’s up, babe?”

You smiled, “Just keep your mouth open for me baby.”

But you didn’t answer, instead, you took one more hit, but you leaned into Eddie before your lips were nearly touching.

Eddie’s face became red, his eye’s widened. But before he could say anything, you blew the smoke into his mouth, your eye’s staying right on his.

He inhaled, the smoke taking over his lungs. But he could barely pay attention, your eye’s still fixated on his.

His face felt flushed, and his skin felt like it was melting into the couch.

“Breath out, sweetie,” you said slowly, suppressing a giggle.

He did, but he couldn’t help but cough as he did so.

“I- um,” he stuttered lightly, his eye’s looking anywhere but at you.

You smiled, “You ok, Eds?”

“Mhm,” Eddie still tried looking at the tv, but you just chuckled before taking another hit.

“Come on Eddie, I was just kidding around.”

“Yeah…yeah I know,” he said, still blushing. “Eddie,” you said, tilting his chin up to meet you, “what’s wrong, baby?”

“I…that was really hot,” Eddie said, rushing his words out.

You cocked an eyebrow, “Aww, is that why you’re so flustered?”

Eddie nodded, but his eyes kept darting to your lips.

“Aww, baby…do you want another one?”

He nodded vimently, and you took one more inhale, before slowly blowing it into his mouth. This time, however, your eye’s didn’t leave his lips.

Eddie couldn’t help but let out a small whimper as your hands ran up his chest, “You have to keep breathing sweetie.”

And he did, but you could see his face was redder than before.

He squirmed lightly in his seat.

You raised an eyebrow, “Oh, does this turn you on, Eds? Did my boy get all shy on me.”

Eddie just scoffed, “Whatever Y/N.”

But his face was still flushed and you could see an obvious strain in his pants…

You smirked, an idea forming in your head.

You smiled, leaning into him, “Come here, Eds, lemme give you one more."

Eddie nodded, his ears where now turning pink against his pale skin.

But this time, you straddled his lap, one hand cupping his face, as the other held the joint.

"I- Uhm- Oh Jesus," Eddie let out, a whine forming in the back of his throat.

You took a long drag, before tilting Eddie's chin up, and blowing it into his mouth.

This time, however, you began kissing down his neck, before whispering lightly in his ear, "Eddie, be a good boy and breath out for me."

And he did, like a good boy-

You smiled, "Good job, baby. Now, come here."

Your lips were on his, and god was he starved. His movements were sloppy, his teeth biting your bottom lip a few times just to hear you yelp.

Two can play at that, you thought.

You pulled his hair, causing him to gasp, and you took the chance to slip your tongue in.

“A-ah,” he let out. A breathy moan escaping his lips. And you quickly noticed how hard he was.

Wow, seemed as though that little stunt you pulled really had an effect on him.

You pulled away suddenly, before frowning lightly.

“The joint went out, Eddie.”

“Then I’ll fucking light it again later. Just keep fucking kissing me,” he whinned, “Need you baby. Please. Need you so bad.”

You giggled, but found your mouth on his again.

Like Eddie said, you and weed go together.

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years ago

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The Deal Part Three

Summary: august doesn't know how to lose.

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, Slight Smut, Mentioned Threesomes, M/M, M/F/M, poly relationship, Toys, Seduction, Dom Sub, BDSM, Praise Kink, Swearing.

August hummed running a finger back and forth on the rim of his glass as he watched the screen,you were on the bed rocking onto your new toy like crazy.

"She really does this everyday?" Clark asked from beside him with a frown, but august could see the kid was turned on, licking and biting his lip as you fucked yourself desperately with your new vibrator.

"Everyday, for a week now..." august hummed twisting his chair to and fro flicking his gaze from the subby on screen to the soon to be sub sat beside him.

"... am i? Am i not enough?" Clark asked tentatively blinking at agaust in a way that made the agent smile smugly.

"Its not that kid, shes gone without playing our game for soo long she forgot how addictive it is, how much she needs it" he explained.

"Needs? Have... i mean shes missed it?" Clark uttered feeling less confident in his ability to satisfy you by the second.

"Probably not, well not untill our little experiment"

"Why?" Clark asked still not understanding

"Being a sub is... more then just sex, subs need to submit its therapeutic for them... when in a scene they just let themselves go, all worry and stress disappear. All they need to do is live in the moment and obey" august began slowly as he stopped swaying his chair and faced clark head on pinning him with a look.

It was there, the curiosity. Good. Its what he hoped for, it was why he'd called clark there to 'catch up'

It was time to make his move, top the man of steel whilst having you making your own little porno in the background to help things along.

"So she cant truly relax without it?" Clark muttered still unaware of the agents motives.

"In a sense yes. She craves being dominated, its as natural to her as being a goody two shoes is for you" august purred placing his drink on the glass computer table fendingnoff a smirk as clark took the bait.

"Hey! Im not a goody two shoes-" the kryptonian grunted offended.

But august was prepared, he'd planned this meeting meticulously and his anwser rolled off his tongue with a laugh.

"Your thirty five years old and have absolutly no run ins with the law, no parking fines no speeding tickets hell you never even had a single detention in your entire shcool life! Or have you handed in an assignment or book report in late"

"But i killed a man- i took a life" clark tried to argue but was waed off with another laugh.

"Zod was no man, he was a fucking alien... no offence, you took a life to save billions... so its not really making you a badass"

"Lazer vision is pretty badass..." clark huffed slumping back in his seat now looking like a classic putig brat.

"Oh? Is my litttle clark sulking?" August cooed gravely voice making clark pause at the sultry tone... he must be hearing things.

"Im not sulking! And im not your anything!" Clark growled snapping at the agent.

"Behave yourself!" August growled leveling him with a look, and couldnt help smirk again as clark shut himself up and flushed.

Your desperate cries called out over the moniter as you rutting onto the toy the wet sounds adding to the scene.

Clark flushed finalky turning away from august making the agent preen. Oh he had him in the palm of his hand already~

"Good boy. You are arent you? A very good boy clark- the best" august purred leaning forward gazing at the younger man with a cheshire grin, that only grew wider as clark flushed brighter and shuddered.

"I.. err well yes" clark panted shiftingnin his seat tryingmto keep his eyes on the screen as you wailed and yelped trying to draw out a climax.

"Oh whats this? Your going all shy on me? Tell me is it because i called you a good boy~ do you like praise clark?" Augusut grinned leaning closer still to the now frozen younger male

"N-no its err... i should go-" clark started shuffljng backwards needing to get out of here, because it was true. He loved praise especially in the bedroom, he loved being told how good he was.

August purringnat him whilst he eyes were fixed on you rollingnaroundnin bed toying yourslef into a sexual frenzie was... making him think of thingsnhe probably shouldnt.

"No. Sit, stay... thats it, theres nothing to be embarrassed about, many powerful men enjoy being praised" August growled latching onto clarks arms holding them to the arms of the seat.

"Being taken care of, told what to do~" august purred standing befor the mighty man of steel leaning close to his face.

Clark gulped but didnt move back, he didnt pull away like he should have.

Instead he eyed augusts lips, clark had the overwhelming urge to.aste them.

It confused him, he'd never ever dabbled in same sex relationships, never experimented. Never shared a woman with another before that fatefull night.

But for some reason august was apealing, drawing clark in. August was apble to overpower him, not physically but he commanded obedience.

August held a dangerous cocksure demeanor that clark rarely saw.

"Is that what you want? Clark~ do you want to be controlled and praised just once? More then once?" August hummed dippjng closer and closer, clark couldnt help tipp his head up.

"Y/n is always such a brat. Just look at her, desperately trying to fuck herself into a coma, despite knowing we hadnt allowed her to touch her pussy" august pulled the pffice chair clark was sat in to closer to him, making the kryptonian drown in his scent, the cologne and sweet arousal that was alreading sworling arohnd him.

Clark swallowed dryly, unsure what was happeningnto him, the sounds of yu moaning a crying ot so sweetly, the praise and authority radiating off august in waves.

It was the same dominant aura and comanding deep voice that had made crks cock twitch in both threesomes they had indulged.

Clark had tried denying it at the time, convincing himslef he was cuaght up in the erotic forbidden act. It was just a thrill of the moment thing. It didnt bmean he wanted the older dominating alpha male and all his bravado.

August grinned shifting forward again filling clarks vision, for a human auguast was large, almost as large as he was.

"Sure she'll listen when she feels like it but... I can't help thinking she needs a role model..." clark hummed absentmidely nodding agreeing falling further into his own haze.

"Someone else to show her how she should behave... someone who will get rewarded for being soo good... maybe a good boy?" August purred finally taking the plunge and weaving jis way around the man. His words coiling around the younger male ensnareing him in his carefully constructed web of teasing words.

Clakr gasped as his chin was captured by the agent forcing him to look him in the eye.

"Would you like that clark? Do you want to be not just a good boy, but my good boy-our good boy?" The words hung in the air, winding the man of steel.

"W-what?" He stuttered tryingnto fathom what the older man meant. But couldnt deny the excitment in his gut.

Did he mean it? Would he really include clark in this kink? Make it official and let these forbidden threesomes continue?

"Oh dont play coy, i know what your thinking~ its natural to be curious, just think we could all be one~" august whispered movjng his thumb over clarks bottom lip.

"We could all play together and all get what we need." He purred smirking as clark gave all the right signs, eyes wide, pupils blown wide shifting in his seat as he cock rose, curtesy of both his praise and the loud wanton moans from you bringing yourslef to the edge of rapture yet again.

"You get the praise and love of a little brat, and a strict dom, y/n gets a role model, a dom and keeps her life partner" august listed shifting on his feet again reeling clark in with low coos full of promise.

The agent curled his hand, cupping clarks cheek coaxing him closer luring his face closer.

"A-And you?" Clark dared to utter, feeling both excited, anxious and overwhelmed, he wanted nothing but to jump at the chance, but was frightened at the same time.

He would admit he'd been a little jealous of all the praise you'd got from august in both encounters.

Closingnhis eyes imagining it was him! That the older influential man had been calljng him a good boy, had been teling him how impressed he was, how proud he was!

Clark was embarrassed and had quickly shook away the desperate thoughts. He wasnt gay, why would he have such thoughts?

He summarised he was just too needy and had gone without. You told him how brilliant and big he was, how sexy and strong and fantastic he is in the bedroom but... with august it was different.

The older male praised down at him! Cooing and fussing at him in a different way. Treated him like a sub and clark liked it. Probably too mucn.

"I get the little brat i've been missing and a very very good boy"

"So what do you say, do you want to let go? Be free and experience things you'd only dreamt of?" August preened keeping clarks attention fixed on him asmhe manipulated him, august had noticed clark had a praise kink.

A weakness. A need who was august to pass up useing the little kink to get the subby he wanted~

"I...I'm..." clark hesitated looking passed august to you on the screen who was digging around beside your bed looking for something.

"All you have to do is say the words clark, just say yes sir and you can have all the pleasure and praise you could ever hope for~ both you and y/n we could make this permanent"

"See look? Just watch, y/n needs her dom, needs to be tamed again we could do it clark... you can show her how to be good again~" august breathed over clarks cheek side steppjng him to reveal the screen.

And clark did look, groaning as he saw that you had rolled over and was straddling a different suction cup dildo stuck to a little hand mirror face up on the bed slapping your own ass as you bounced frantically.

"Just say those words and we can help her together" august hummed into his ear like the devil on his shoulder, tempting him

Clark gasped feeling augusts breath on his neck, his wisters ghosting the delicat skin.

Then in a bold move the older man pressed a soft feather light kiss to the kryptonian's neck.

And it worked

"I... y-yes, can we? Please sir" clark breathed out stuttering and jumbling his words unable to hold back his pleading.

"Good boy clark~ such a good seet boy you are~ i knew it, knew youd be brave enough, you've made me soo proud" august showered him with praise biting off a victorious grin.

Clark mewled closingnhis eyes for a second beaming a smile feeling this strange relaxation take over, suddenly he felt free, and small.

It was a feeling he craved, being the strongest all the time was a heavy burden to bare, now he could feel powerless for once.

August chuckled and pressed another kiss to clark this time on his cheek making the younger male's cheeks glow.

August couldnt get enough, the power trip of having the man of steel under his command was far to intoxicating.

"Now why dont you go get our little brat and we can tie her up and show her that good subby's get rewards" august prompted him stepping around clark completely letti g himstand up.

Clark nodded and shot off out onto the balcony and leapt into the sky eagwr to please his new dom and do as he was told.

August took his seat agin wrappjng his fingers around his glass of scotch and raised the glass to the screen that now had both his subs onscreen, as clark wrangled you into his arms wrapping the bedsheet arohnd you.

"Mission accomplished" he hummed smirking as clark wrapped you in your soiled bedsheet before you both disappeared off screen.

He stood and knocked back the last of his drink and padded across the pent house heading to the play room just as he heard both of hos little subs land and enter his home.

#henry cavill #clark kent x you #clark kent x August Walker #august walker #clark kent #august walker x you #august walker x y/n #clark kent x y/n #august walker x clark kent x y/n #oh for fic sake headcannon

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aonogifreactions · 5 years ago

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Also, I happened to be perusing your tag list for Mephy dearest and noticed you didn’t do before/during/after mating season headcanons for him, so if you’d be so kind when you have time? (And Amaimon too if he hasn’t been done cuz my stupid ass forgot to check him before requesting) thanks in advance~ ;) ❤️

hI HELLo and welcome! it is me! and im actually writing! *applause* i actually dont remember if ive done amaimon before, so i wrote about him too. no regrets. enjoy! :eyes:

Mephisto:

Before:

gets hella irritated by anything, doesn't talk much. is really grumpy, has weird cravings, pretty much feels like he’s pregnant.

is easily flustered, so you better not start a fight with him.

is brutally, and i mean, BRUTALLY honest with you and everyone else.

“Why did you buy me a banana milkshake? I wanted the strawberry one!” *cries on the floor* or *tosses the milkshake on the floor and leaves*

he can get really cold towards you, whether it’s your fault or someone else’s. will say some cryptic shit, might even expose your secrets, use you for his plans, but! he won’t kill ya, don’t worry. unless...?

he informs you a few days prior to his “grumpy days” to not be with him much. Mephy’s literally giving you a warning, and I advise you to listen to him, lmao.

During:

immediately calls you when his “grumpy days” are over, telling you how much he missed you. practically screams into his phone.

this quickly can get steamy, since he’s just.. to be blatant, horny. will start his famous dirty talk, hell, you can even get some dick pics to your collection.

expects you to be available all the time. like you’re taking a bath? poof! you’re in his office, cuz he needs you right there and right now.

gets uncharacteristically subby and very desperate during his mating season. his pathetic whines to touch him, to let him release all that thick cum.

speaking about cum, he cums a fucking ton. It's thick, kinda white-ish, and S W E E T, I kid you not!

God, don't even mention tail play. He's gonna cream his pants 3 times when you only just try to touch the tip of his tail.

When you're mean, however, pull his tail a little bit or keep rubbing it's tip. He'll moan as loud as he can, with a slight smirk on his face, tongue lolled out.

He does aheago face, no one can convince me otherwise.

Pops out of nowhere, stating: "Darling, I might need your help…", then slowly places your hand on his bulge.

Has no shame. Literally. He wants, and will grope you whenever he can. Especially your chest.

Is willing to use toys on him. He just wants that sweet release, no matter with what way he's going to achieve that.

giving him a blowjob might make him literally explode with confetti.

Feels a HUGE need to mark you, even more than before. You need to stop him though, sometimes he draws blood; during this time he usually gets lost in pleasure and kinda drifts away from reality. Just flick his forehead. Or smack him really hard.

After:

He,,, feels a bit "embarrassed". Every time he's after his mating season, just thinking bout his actions and that desperateness.. really makes him cringe.

Makes it up for you, apologizes for hurting you just in case; however, "you should've known what you signed up for, sweetheart."

is now his usual, annoying self; considers having you as dom from time to time.

Amaimon:

Before:

c l i n g y. all the damn time. will not let you go anywhere without him.

eats 2x more sweets than usual. I feel sorry for your bank account.

gets really talkative??? talks non-stop. this is so out of character he’s surprised himself.

does THE STUPIDEST things while possibly risking his host’s health. Ha, see that tall building? what would happen if you two jumped off of it-

W H I N E S.

During:

you better have health insurance just in case.

wants to fuck you anywhere it’s possible to. even in the air.

goes full-on demon mode, his pupils sharpen, his ears change, as well as the tail. his breathing gets louder as well.

gets a bit more aggressive; pulls you by the hand and literally rips your clothes off. he will fuck you whenever he wants to. you’re his fucktoy and there’s no other way but to accept it.

he snarls! right into your ear! :chill:

his “nails” change into claws that can dig into your skin quite painfully; be sure to remind him when he goes overboard!

despite being a literal killing machine, he doesn’t want to kill you, especially during intercourse. Which means! he actually knows when its a bit too much for you. It’s somewhere.. but it is!

loves pain! and unfortunately, you digging your pretty nails into his back isn’t enough. he’s satisfied when he’s all bloody, with bruises and small wounds (that will heal quickly, so don't worry.)

pulls your hair a lot, especially when you blow him.

marks you with his cum.. everywhere. in your mouth, on your chest, stomach, ass, or his favorite place - your gorgeous face.

will try to breed you. just imagining your tight pussy filled with his cum that’ll make your stomach all pretty and round is driving him crazy. (even though.. he doesn’t really like kids?)

in addition, he loves the sight of your mixed juices dripping out of you. that makes him even more aroused than before.

is capable of eating you out for HOURS. and I literally mean hours! his face gets all messy, your silk on every single part of his face.

After:

acts like nothing happened.

i could just end it here.

might feel a lil bad if he hurt you; this is when he shows that he’s capable of actual lovemaking. this is kinda his apology to you, since he’s awful with words.

#Ao no Exorcist #ao no exorcist imagine #blue exorcist #blue exorcist imagines #blue exorcist imagine #mephisto pheles #amaimon #Headcanon #oops

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justmeinadaze · 2 months ago

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Late Night Circus (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: I'm on my period and Im feeling some type of way so sue me lol When you picture the club and performances, think of it like Moulin Rouge. That's kind of what I pulled from as well as the scene in The Lone Ranger (a terrible movie you probably didn't see) where they go to meet Helena Bonham Carter.

This dynamic is a bit different than what I normally do but I dont want to quite put a label on it. Just know these three care for each other and are needy as hell lol

Warnings: I'm gonna call them escorts definitely leading more towards subby Steddie & leaning a bit more towards dominate definitely confident and commands a room plus size fem Y/N, SMUT, sub/dom dynamics, dirty talk, lingerie, etc.

ANGST, I'm going to explore it more later but both boys did sign up to work at the club so they aren't there quite against their will but it is made clear that they can't just leave. This is an established relationship and they do all care about each other but there is still angst fodder for later (i.e. power dynamic, her status in society, etc.)

Mentions of the readers weight but very brief (she talks about people underestimate her and think she can't get a date because of her size), Y/N is definitely possessive of them, Mentions of Steve getting hurt (punished) not by Y/N, mentions of them becoming being protective over her (hating the thought of people talking about how she looks)

Word Count: 4797

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"Welcome to the late-night circus Where you could be a freak on purpose Under the sheets, you know I'm lurking You know me, do you like what you see? Do you like what you see?"

The Late Night Circus was one of the best kept secrets everyone within the city knew about.

People went to the club shaped like a dent during the weekdays but only the elite graced their presence on the weekend. No one would ever expect you to be there. You, a successful woman of parents who were prominent members of society.

Carrying a confidence that intimidated so many, you never seemed like the kind of person who would pay for sex like the other rich assholes around you who fucked women out in the open at parties with no shame.

What they didn’t know was you weren’t paying for sex but time.

Time with not just anyone but them.

While everyone in the lowly lit building wore a masquerade mask of some kind both men always knew when you were in the room…out in the audience…watching. While other women wore elegant gowns, you wore a pant suit that not only showed off your juicy curves but commanded respect, not just from the performers but people around you.

Your heels would click along the floor over the loud sounds of laughter and conversation around you as you found your table in front of the stage.

The Ringmaster would begin to speak, asking people to take a seat and quiet down. If only he knew the power he wielded. No one could tell these rich pricks anything but they always listened, finding a place to sit as the show began.

It was always an elaborate of affair of gorgeous men and women dancing in lingerie or revealing garments that showed off the goods they had to sell.

You waited patiently, appreciating each performer for their talent and beauty but when the electric guitar began to play a shiver of excitement ran through your body.

You smirked as women danced around him while a cigarette dangled from his lips and his long, thick fingers strummed the strings of his guitar. Sweat clung to the tattoos on his bare chest and the tight black underwear they had him donning left nothing to the imagination.

Dipping his head back, he shook his long hair away from his eyes, meeting yours hidden behind a black mask before winking your way.

Eddie was a charmer and his kind heart combined with his crass attitude was something you mentally devoured. You could listen to him talk for hours but they were only yours for the night. His lips could move a mile a minute as he spoke but between your legs, he was slow and methodical as his tongue repeatedly pushed you to the edge.

A spotlight illuminated the sexy back above the stage in a swing as he slowly descended and the cheers erupted around him. You didn’t need to see his face to know who it was. You had licked up and down his spine numerous times while your strap on pushed deep inside him as he begged for more.

Tonight, they had both men matching with this particular boy in a black G-string that could barely contain him as the garter and lace along his legs had your breath catching in your throat. Steve’s best feature may have been his hair but no one could deny how delicious his chest looked with abs that you desperately wanted to kiss.

You appreciated the spectacle at The Late Night Circus but the show was more for everyone else. At this point, everyone knew that Eddie and Steve were always taken on Saturday nights by the mysterious woman in all black. The Ringmaster insisted that they were still apart of the show and had to perform, however. Steve sat pretty on his swing showing off his muscles and Eddie usually played his guitar as dancers moved around him.

If anything, it pissed you off more that people were staring and eye fucking something that belonged to you.

As the show came to a close, you listened as people around you spoke in vulgarities about the people they were going to choose. Some of them had the audacity to mention them and it took all your energy not to snap.

“VIP members, if you will follow me.”

You rose with your money in hand, waiting in line for your turn to finish your deal.

“Ah Lady in Black, how are we tonight?”

“Just fine, Ringmaster.”, you reply flatly as you hand him the bills and he grins wickedly.

“Wonderful. You know the rules so I don’t need to reiterate.” You nod, stepping forward into the back area where the private rooms were located before his voice gives you pause. “Oh, and by the way, Steven may not be 100% so don’t go too hard. You never do but…”

“Why wouldn’t he be at 100%?”, you asked with an edge to your tone that had his head tilting in amusement. You were one of the few people that had the nerve to speak up to him and he appreciated that…to a point…

“Let’s just say he disobeyed so he was punished.”

“You put your hands on him?”, you growled.

The Ringmaster chuckled sarcastically, turning to face you as he glared.

“They may be yours on Saturday nights, baby, but they’re mine the rest of week.”

You two stared each other down until you finally backed away allowing him to think he won as you headed for your room. You hated the décor of these cheap little dorm style areas they shelled out for the night. For the price you were paying, the least they could do is allow you to bring them home or put you in a nicer area.

After taking off your mask, you untie your hair and shake it out as the sound of a door slowly opening filled your ears. Strong arms wrapped around your stomach and you finally allowed yourself to smile as you leaned your head back to meet Eddie’s lips with your own.

“Hey, sweetheart.”

“Hey.” When he lets you go, you turn to hug Steve who winces slightly in your grip. “Ringmaster told me he hurt you. Why?”

The boy smiled at your concerned tone, cupping your cheeks to kiss you before taking a seat on the mattress.

“Between the show he has us putting on every weekend and the clients we service through the week, honey, you’re our only reprieve. You are the only thing we look forward to.” As he speaks his voice breaks as he tries to keep himself in check and your heart breaks. “He’s been talking about filling your slot so I confronted him.”

“Excuse me?”, you grumble in immense anger, not even thinking as you turn to go confront him before Eddie hastily grabs your wrist and places you back between them. “I’m not going to allow that. I don’t care what I have to do.”

Steve smiles up at you as the long-haired boy pets your head and kisses your temple.

“How did he punish you?”

“He, um, had his asshole goons hurt me. Not the face though…just right here.”, he gestures absently at his torso.

Taking a couple steps towards him, you sink to your knees between his legs and a heavy sigh left his chest when your hand lightly grazes his ribs down his sides.

“Right there? Am I hurting you, baby?”

“No, no. I just like when you touch me. Even if it’s just this.”

You softly smiled as you leaned over and gently kissed his skin. When your lips trailed along his tummy, Steve took hold of your face, tilting your head to kiss you.

“I’m so sorry you’re hurting. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

“You can’t make that promise, princess.”, the metalhead exhaled sullenly as he came to sit beside his friend.

“Yes, I can. You can come live with me and I can take care of you.”

“How?”

“I have money.”

“Why would you put your money up for us? I mean you won’t even tell us your name, Lady.”

“Do you not want to live with me, Edward?! Would you rather stay here?!”, you screamed, agitated by his questions.

“Lady, this has been our life for so long I barely remember anything else. Add in the fact that in our experience people don’t care enough to keep us around. You’re the longest relationship we’ve had and we only see you once a week. And he’s right…we don’t know your name.”

Huffing in frustration, you rise to your feet and begin to pace.

“I like you calling me Lady. When I met you that’s what you called me and I didn’t think to tell you my real one. Here…I’m Lady in Black. Out there I’m the ruthless business minded bitch daughter of a power couple who gave me a section of their company. I have no one out there…”

“Then…then maybe we should keep things as they are.”, Eddie murmured softly as he collected you into his arms. “Trust us, we’re a bit of a pain in the ass. You don’t want us in your life 24/7.”

The boy chuckled but behind his words you heard the pain as he broke his own heart.

“You’re right.”, your sighed causing both their gazes to snap in your direction. “Maybe, I should go…”

As you began walking to the door, you heard the bed creak before strong hands turned you around and arms wrapped around your waist as Steve pressed his face into your belly.

“No! No, honey, please. Don’t leave. We’re sorry. We just—”

“Shhhh. I know…I know, baby.”, you cooed as your fingers tangled in his hair, pushing him closer to your body. “Let me take care of you, sweetie.”

He smiles softly up at you, a desperate, needy energy sounding him that you couldn’t get enough of. There’s nothing in this world you enjoyed more than seeing them happy, although a close second was watching them fall apart while they were inside you.

Gripping his bicep, you motioned for him to rise and guided him back to the bed to sit beside his friend.

“I love these little things he’s got you both in.”, you grin as you lightly pull on the garter around his thighs making their own smiles grow.

Any genuine emotion or facial expression you bestowed upon them pierced their souls in a good way. It was rare in their lives to see such a thing as everyone around them including the other “performers” were seeking control. They were taught early on that genuine emotion was weakness, even by their families.

Didn’t change the fact that they still craved it and you were the only person to give them what they needed in more ways than one.

“One day he’ll put Eddie in one of these.”, Steve teased as the other boy laughed lightly and leaned his head on his shoulder.

“I don’t look half as good as you in lingerie.”, the long-haired boy mumbles lightly against his skin as his lips linger along his warm flesh.

Outside this room they hid their affection for each other but for you they were open and honest. That’s all you ever really asked of them; for them to be themselves.

“I disagree. I think a good little see-through lace corset would look amazing against your tattoos.”, you smile as you crawl over to him and straddle his waist.

“What about you, baby? You’d look so fucking sexy in something like this.”, the other man beams at you as he gestures at his ensemble and falls back against the bed to be shoulder to shoulder with Eddie.

You knew immediately that their compliments were never part of the package that came with them. They weren’t saying things solely to make you feel good but because they were telling the truth. Men out in the real world underestimated you constantly not just because of your gender but because you weren’t the stereotypical thin girl with “elegant” features.

When you revealed your tenacity, a new stereotype took hold.

“Of course she’s amazing at business. She’s not distracted by dating or a social life because she fat.”

You hated that assessment for many reasons but the biggest one being that your size had nothing to do with how smart and headstrong you were. Eddie and Steve seemed to recognize that immediately and you appreciated that.

“I have a ton of different lingerie’s at my house.”

They exchange a glance before choosing to ignore your comment as Steve leaned towards the metalhead’s shoulder and trailed his kisses up to his neck.

“Y/N.” Both men’s attention turns to you as you straighten your back and your eyes shift towards the tacky comforter pattern behind their heads. “My name is Y/N but please don’t stop calling me Lady. Like I said…I like it.”

Ringed fingers slide effortlessly into your hair as Eddie’s palm pulls your lips to his.

“Beautiful. Just like you, sweetheart.”, he whispers.

“Our Lady.”, Steve murmurs into your ear as his arm circles around you to hug you both closer to his chest.

With a smile stretched across your face, you tenderly kiss down Eddie’s body allowing your mouth and tongue to linger over every tattoo you passed. You patiently took the time to refamiliarize yourself with his smell and his taste that you missed every other day of the week. Pulling down the tight black underwear, his cock sprung free and you marveled at his size as your fingers took hold of his girth.

“Jesus.”

Steve followed your lead and left kisses of his own down the boy’s chest. His lust ridden eyes watched you as you stroked Eddie’s length, utilizing the beads of precum as lubricant to aid you.

“His cock is so pretty, don’t you think?”

“Yes.”, the man breathed out, licking his lips at the sight.

Snaking your hand behind his head, you brought him closer, kissing him softly before guiding the other boy’s tip to your lips.

“Fuck, he always tastes so good.”

“Yeah, he does.”, Steve purred as he subtly began grinding against the mattress underneath him.

“Hey, now, needy boy. You have to control yourself.”, you lightly scolded, your eyes locking with his as your tongue darted out to lick Eddie’s slit.

“Fuck, baby, please.”, he whined as his fingers pet your hair.

“Can you behave?”

“Yes, honey, I promise.”

Seemingly satisfied with his response you offered him what he wanted and he graciously enveloped Eddie’s dick into his awaiting mouth.

“Look at you. Taking him so well. I could watch you do this for hours. Just let him keep coming down your pretty throat.”

“T-That’s it, Steve.”, Eddie whimpered as the man took him all the way to the back of his throat leaving a cascade of drool in his wake.

“Do you want him, Ed? Do you want to taste him?”

“Yes, Lady, baby.”

Gently pulling at his hair, the boy comes off him with a pop and aggressively leans towards you to capture your lips.

“Not yet, sweetie. Let him taste you. Sit on his face.”

Grinning like a kid in a candy store, Steve bounces up the bed and straddles Eddie’s face, groaning when hands cling to his thighs and his tongue flicks at his entrance. Taking over where he left off you open your mouth wide and flatten your tongue as you bob your head along his length.

“Shit, Eddie. Your mouth…your mouth feels so fucking good.”

Your eyes flick up to watch as the metalhead sucks on one of the other boy’s balls causing an obscene sound to fall from his lips as he aggressively strokes his cock with his fist.

“Slow down, Stevie. I want you to cum inside me.” Seeing his face twitch with need, you fly up towards him and cup your hands to his cheeks. ��Don’t fucking cum, Steven. Tonight you’re both mine and I want you to cum while my pussy is squeezing your dick.”

“Baby, please.”, he begs as his palms cup your face in return. “I’m so close.”

You tap on Eddie’s chest and he promptly stops what he’s doing eliciting a moan to fall from the other boy’s lips as his hands fall to hold your wrist.

“I’m sorry, honey. I’ll be good, I promise.”

Tilting his head, you kiss his forehead and the soft action sends a chill of pleasure through his body. They both loved and needed your affection like a drug they never wanted to stop taking.

Watching with needy eyes, their irises followed you around the room as you casually removed the rest of your clothing. In anticipation, Eddie slowly stroked himself, zeroing in on the slick that was glistening on your inner thighs.

You were just as hungry as they were but you were better at keeping it reigned in.

“She’s so fucking perfect.”, he murmured to his friend who nodded earnestly in agreement.

“Are you ready for me, baby?”

“Always, sweetheart.”, Eddie grinned as you climbed on top of him with your back facing him.

He held himself steady, watching between your bodies as you slowly sunk down on his cock.

“Goddamn it, Lady, your pussy feels so fucking good. You have no idea.”

After a few cursory rolls of your hips, you leaned your back against his chest and he held you tightly as you kissed his cheek.

“I feel good?”

“Yeah, princess, you do. So fucking tight.”

Planting his feet into the bed, he thrust up into you immediately hitting that spot inside you only they had ever reached.

“Ah, my god.”

The feeling of electricity shot through your body and when your fingers reached down, they were promptly tangled into Steve’s fluffy head of hair between your legs. His tongue flicked out again to play with your clit and that feeling of ecstasy ran through you again as you embraced it.

You pushed him harder against you and in return he flattened his muscle allowing him to lick you and Eddie as the boy thrust upward.

“Fuck!”

“H-Harder, Eddie.”

His thick fingers dug into your sides as he honored your command, slamming you down as he pumped up roughly.

“Cum, pretty girl. Please…I—mmph—I need to feel it.”

A string of ahs fell from your mouth as your fingers tugged at their hair and they moaned loudly at the action. Your body shuddered against them as the ball fell and Eddie grunted in your ear as you road out your high.

With his palm firmly around your throat, he forcefully turned you so your nose grazes his and his pants warm your lips.

“Can I cum, Lady, please? Will you let…me fill up…your pussy?”

“Yes, Eddie, honey. I need you to.”, you whisper, softly smiling when his eyebrows furrow together in focus and you kiss his forehead just as he paints your walls with his release.

“Good…Good boy, baby.”

Steve’s hair tickled your thigh as he tenderly kissed along the other boy’s legs, massaging your own with his palms as he patiently waited for his turn.

“Are you ready for me, Stevie?”

“Yes, ma’am.”, he replied, looking up at you with wide, glassy eyes like a puppy waiting to be praised. They were always so polite but became extra so when they were desperate for a release.

Extending your arms towards him, the man practically glowed as he smiled wide and lifted you up before placing you on your back with your head against the pillows. You studiously watched his face as his knees opened your legs wider and his face scrunched as he guided himself easily inside you.

“Careful.”, you warn lightly causing his amber eyes to search your own features.

“A-Are you ok? Are you sore? Am I hurting you?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his kindness as you shook your head.

“No, baby. I just don’t want you to hurt.”

At your words, you place your palm on the side of his ribs. Blinking rapidly, it was almost as if Steve forgot he had been hurt in the first place. Eddie leaned towards him, placing a small kiss just above your fingers and at the action, the man heavily exhaled as he fell fully on top of you.

“I’m ok, beautiful. Fuck—you’re always so good to us. W-We miss you when you’re away.”

While he spoke, Steve pumped his hips as you clung to his shoulders and he set a steady but firm pace.

“Yeah, sweetie? I m-miss you to—mmm—so much.”

“Don’t let him take us away from you.”, he begged and again your heart broke as your possessive side took over.

“I won’t, Steve. You both are mine.”, you growled as you shifted your gaze to lock with Eddie’s. “Mine.”

“Yours.” At his heavy pant, he pounded into you and the bed underneath you three shook as you clung to his sweaty frame. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…I’m gonna cum. Can I, baby? Cum with me.”

His statement was a mix of a request and a command.

You honored both by nodding and giving your approval.

Steve’s body trembled against yours as your cunt spasmed around him and he sloppily slammed his seed inside you.

Falling to your side, they both gently kissed your neck and down your skin as they did what you had done, absorbing your smell and taste.

Committing it to memory to save until next time.

“I meant what I said. I won’t let him take you both away from me.” You huffed angrily as they ignored you again and you pushed them to the side as you sat up between them. “I CAN bring you home.”

“Lady…”, Eddie sighs as he sits up next to you. “It’s not just that Ringmaster will make it hard for you to take us but…”

“But what? Be honest.”

“Where would we go?”

You look at Steve like he just asked you the most insane question you had ever heard.

“You’d stay with me, of course. What…why would you think you wouldn’t?”

“So you’re just going to tell your family and friends that these two guys are staying with you indefinitely? We don’t hide our faces like you guys do. People will most likely recognize us and since you’re the only one elite member who purchases us—”

“I DON’T…purchase you…” Your voice cracks as you glance off to the side hating their wording. “I…I like you. I like spending time with you and talking to you. We…we don’t always have sex when I’m here.”

A sudden realization hits you that you’re unsure you’re prepared to hear the answer for.

“Do you see us like that? Like I’m just…another transaction?”

“No, hey, no.”, Eddie quickly responds without hesitation. “No. You’re different and we know that but that doesn’t change how the world out there sees this. He’s right, baby, we don’t hide. I imagine the bulk of the people that come here on Saturday are probably people you see on a day to day. You could lose everything for two whores you barely even know.”

You scoff at his statement, pulling back the covers as you search for your clothes.

“What? What’s bothering you, Y/N?! Is it the truth?!” At the sound of your name, you glare Steve’s way and he waivers slightly while still standing his ground beside you. “I’m sorry.”

“No, for your information. I’m just starting to see how this dynamic is being seen differently than I thought it was.”

“Explain.”

“Fuck you!”

“HEY! You want us to go with you, plead your fucking case and give us a reason to hope!”

His particular phrasing causes your head to tilt but you allow the thought to pass as you throw your items back down to the floor.

“I don’t see you that way.”, you start as you gesture towards Eddie. “I don’t see you as whores or anything like that. I’ve just always seen you as…mine. We’re guarded, the three of us, and I get that. I may not know everything there is to know but…I do know that you both are incredibly kind. Steve, you are one of the most protective people I’ve ever met and Eddie you’re so funny. I like hearing you talk about…anything really.

I know that you both smoke because I smell it lingering on your skin after you fall asleep holding me. Even if I didn’t see you playing guitar every Saturday, Eddie, I would know because I can feel the callous and indents on your fingers when you touch my lips or my skin. I know Steve takes care of his hair and puts extra product in it because I feel how soft it is when I run my fingers through it while you both talk.

I know that you both have demons you don’t talk about. I see them in your eyes and on your skin. I see them every time you walk out that door. I may not know all your details but…I’m asking for the opportunity.”

When you finish, they glance at each other having a silent conversation before their little laugh echoes through the room.

“Geez, sweetheart, I don’t know what you do for work but you definitely know how to speak.”, Eddie teases as he takes hold of your wrist and pulls you back to bed.

“What would you do if someone found out about us? If we lived with you?”, Steve asked as he climbed in beside you.

“The truth. Your mine and I care about you. If anyone demeans you or says something nasty then I can handle it.” Both men grin, getting more comfortable once again within the sheets. “Honestly, though they’ll probably be snotty with me…find a way to bring my size into it. ‘The only way she could find someone is to pay for it.’”

At your words, they become more alert as you see their eyes darken in a way you had never seen before.

“People out there talk about you like that?”, Eddie rumbles as he sits up on his elbow.

“I mean, I’m used to it—”

“You shouldn’t be.”, Steve growls equally angry. “I bet it’s one of these fuckers in here to. I wish we knew who.”

“Because we’d fucking hurt them.”

“Hey, hey.”, you coo as you try to bring their attention back to you. “I’m ok. I appreciate you wanting to protect me.”

“Some of the guys talk about us and our bodies. We hate it. Some fucking asshole demeaned Eddie in front of me and I almost killed him.”

It was your turn to sit up on your elbows as you tried to control your breathing.

“I’m going to get you out of here. I don’t care what I have to do.”

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“Yes! Can I fucking assist you!?”, the Ringmaster shouts in frustration as he swings open the door you had been banging on for the last few seconds. “Lady in Black. How can I help you at 8 in the goddamn morning?”

“I want to buy their freedom.”

“Who?”

You sigh in annoyance as you push past him into his apartment above the club and turn to face him after he closes the door.

“Eddie and Steve. I want to buy their freedom. How much?”

The Ringmaster chuckles as he casually strolls to his desk nearby and grabs a cigarette from a pack, lighting the end before throwing his body on to the couch.

“You want to take my stars, baby girl.”

“Don’t call me that.”, you seethe.

“Oooo. You want something from me yet you won’t play nice? How did you make your millions again?”

“Let’s just cut the bullshit, Ring. You and I both know all you care about is money. You don’t give a fuck about your performers so I’ll ask again. How. MUCH?”

Seemingly intrigued, he tilts his head back as he blows smoke in your face.

“How much do you make in a year, Lady? I read somewhere it’s in the ballpark of 5 million.”

“That’s how much my parents make a year combined with investments.”

“Hm, well…”, he pauses as he exhales. “Better get mommy and daddy on the line then. I’ll give them to you for 10million. 5 for Ed and 5 for Steve.”

Your nostrils flare as you try to hide how much the number throws you off guard. But you made them a promise and you were do anything you could to get them out of here.

Chuckling, the man rose to his feet, running his fingers through his greasy hair as he tossed his cigarette out the window.

“Best get a move on, baby girl, and I’d make sure to book them quicker this time around if you can. They have a lot of eyes on them and people are jumping at the chance to experience them for themselves.”

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