#han solo x f!reader smut

[hanasnx]

I hear we are talking about Han Solo so having him get a little pussy drunk but also a little mean okay bye

we were indeed talking about han solo <3 he was yesterday's topic and i am watching his movie rn so ur in luck i have a little smthn to say about pussy drunk han :)

"Hold it, right there. Right there, baby," HAN SOLO breathes, rutting into you while his face is buried in your neck. "Can't... can't get enough of it." His words slur and ramble, hips stuttering because he can't decide whether to hump or to bask. Your hole goes without stimulation, and it clenches causing a ring of burn originating around his massive cock rooted inside you.

Unconsciously, you seek it out, rolling your hips to chase friction. A large, harsh hand clamps onto your hip bone, blunt nails digging into your flesh as he pins it down. "I said 'hold it.'"

[marzmeltdown]

Honey Whiskey

⌦ Pairing: Han Jisung x Reader ⌦ Word Count: 1.96k

⌦ Genre: Smut (MDI) ⌦ Warning(s): Use of alcohol, drunken sex (both consensual, please drink responsibly), use of pet names(darling, baby, doll) fingering, mc has a vagine but other than that they're gender fluid, oral (f receiving), sex against the wall,, kinda, its against a door, pining, slight choking, again, kinda, unprotected sex (be safe pls), Jisung finishes inside(but it's implied that mc is safe from harboring any passengers inside their body), walk of shame. ⌦ Summary: You go to a college party with your friend expecting to have anything but a good time, until you meet man who turns your dreaded night into something to be remembered. ⌦ A/N: This fic is loosely based off of Honey Whiskey by Nothing But Thieves, and by loosely I just mean the title. It has also been a very long time since I've written fanfiction, let alone smut, so bare with me. With that being said, if you have any suggestions, please feel free to send them my way :)

If you had to choose between sitting through a chemistry exam without having studied any of the material or going to a party with your best friend Yeji, you would have chosen the former of the two. Regardless of your unwavering dislike for the party scene, your best friend successfully dragged you to your university's end-of-year party. The scent of cheap alcohol, sweat, and throw-up mixed together to make a nose-curling smell that seemed to linger no matter what end of the frat house you stood at.

"Y/N! Come on and dance with me!" Yeji whined as she tugged on your left arm, your right holding onto the red Solo cup with some kind of beer that you had been nursing all night.

"Yeji, you know I don't like to dance," you whined back, not moving from your spot in the corner. At this point, you were sure you had grown roots where you stood; you'd been there so long. After what felt like forever, though it was only two minutes, you looked at Yeji's glossed-over puppy-dog eyes and sighed. Your best friend had such a talent for getting her way. "Fine, let me just set this down somewhere…"

"Why don't you just chug it?" Yeji asked, her hands still holding onto your left while she looked at the cup that was only a quarter of the way full.

You looked at the yellow, carbonated drink in your hand and then back at your friend, a look of disgust making its way to your face as you pondered drinking the rest of the beer. You'd been tipsy already, Yeji having successfully filled your stomach with liquid that could only be described as fruit-flavored rubbing alcohol.

Sighing, you lifted the red plastic cup to your lips as you took a deep breath through your nose, either for confidence or to prevent yourself from gagging; you weren't sure. You looked at your best friend one last time before letting your jaw open, inviting the beer into your mouth.

It didn't take long for you to finish the cup, setting it on a random surface before joining your friend in the sea of sweat and glitter-covered college-aged adults. To say you weren't enjoying yourself at least a little bit would be a lie. Once you and Yeji began dancing together, it felt nice to let loose a little, even if you were out of your element.

You jump ever so slightly when a hand places itself on the small of your waist, and the body to which the hand belonged swayed to the music alongside you. You turn your head ever so slightly, seeing that the mysterious hand and body belong to one of the cutest boys you have ever had the pleasure to dance with. Han Jisung.

If Jisung had gripped at your waist with that much fervor any other day, you would have harshly pushed him away before ranting to Yeji and Tzuyu about how college men are disgusting and cannot keep their hands to themselves. But today wasn't like any other day; today you were a completely different person in a completely different situation, and the look of approval along with the two thumbs up given to you by your friend reassured that you were indeed having a good time.

Had someone told you that you would be sleeping with Han Jisung at some party, a more popular person at your university. Or as popular as one can be in college. You would have told them that they were stupid before rolling your eyes to hide the blush your cheeks would have contained in that moment.

Jisung didn't waste any time as he dragged you to an empty bedroom at the end of the hallway. Your back was pressed against the door as Jisung's hands hungrily roamed along your body. His lips connected themselves to your own, pulling a small moan from your throat when his teeth pulled against your bottom lip.

He smirked as your small mewl of pleasure reached his ears, and your stomach tensed as his hands moved themselves from your waist and to the hem of your shirt. "May I?" He asked against your lips, pausing his movements all together until you gave him the okay to continue.

You nodded, allowing your hands to wrap themselves around his neck, pulling him closer—if that were even possible—as your hands found their way into his black locks.

"Please..."

With a whisper of approval coming from your lips, Jisung lifted your shirt up and over your head, tossing it to an unknown location in the room. The male you held tightly in your grip ripped his own shirt off, tossing it to the floor alongside your own shirt as he leaned into your neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive flesh.

Jisung's hands found their way to your nipples, taking the hardening buds in between his pointer and thumb, rolling and tugging gently at the beads. You couldn't help but let out another whine when from the stimulation your nipples were receiving, gasping once more when Jisung moved his thigh in between your own.

Almost instinctively, you began rolling your hips along his clothed thigh, more whines and whimpers falling from your mouth as your swollen clit rubbed against the seam of your jeans with every thrust of your hips against his thigh. Your hands dug themselves deeper into Jisung's hair, tugging ever so gently, earning you a groan from your partner in response.

You felt Jisung's hands reach down to unbutton your pants, pulling down the denim fabric, and you stepped out of the pants that lied around your ankles, kicking them to join the two shirts that had been discarded earlier. Jisung reached to grope your chest once more as he kissed his way to your soiled panties.

A smirk found its way to the other's lips as he came face to face with the heat that was growing hotter the longer he teased. You couldn't help the blush of embarrassment or how your hands instinctively hid the new shade of red your face had adorned. Jisung noticed your embarrassment, his hands trailing up the thigh he had placed on his shoulder only a few moments ago, in an attempt to ease your nerves. His lips followed the trail his hands led, leaving small kisses along the way.

"Jisung, please..."

You weren't sure what you were begging for, but the chuckle that left your partners lips made you certain that you wanted him to touch you.

"Please what, darling?" Jisung asked against your thigh, his trail of kisses stopping right at the hem of your panties. He looked at you, as if he were waiting for consent once more, though this time he was waiting for you to elaborate on your plead.

"Please touch me," you whined. Your whining seemed to flip a switch inside of Jisung's head as his hands pulled your panties off your body whilst his mouth latched itself to the swollen bead of nerves that had been longing for attention. His mouth wasted no time sucking your clit against his lips, every few seconds he would dip lower and lick against your entrance with the hunger of a man who'd been deprived a nutritious meal for far too long.

Your hands flew to latch themselves against his hair, tugging on it each time Jisungs tongue dipped into the caves of your opening. He groaned at your taste, slipping a finger into your hole as his tongue focused on your clit as he pumped his finger in and out of your hole.

The stimulation from Jisung's fingers and tongue caused your back to arch against the door you had been pinned against from the moment it was shut and locked. Your hole clenched around his fingers as your slick ran down your thighs, you tugged at Jisung's hair once more as the coil inside your stomach began to tighten.

"Jisung.. Fuck me! Fuck me, please!" You begged, pulling the man up by his hair so you could kiss him. Jisung grunted against your lips, and watching you taste yourself on his tongue made his painfully hard cock twitch inside his pants.

"So impatient," Jisung teased against your lips. Using the speed of a madman and the strength of a thousand men, he threw his pants down, hoisted you up, and wrapped your legs around his waist. You whined in response, gripping the flesh of his back as you felt Jisung inch his way into your entrance.

When he bottomed out, he waited for you to adjust, and only when you nodded your head did he start thrusting his hips up into your own. Your moans sounded like music to the man's ears, one hand gripping at the fat of your thigh while the other held your chin in place, turning your head to the side so he could mark your neck up with bite marks.

As Jisung's thrusts turned into rough pounding, hitting that sweet spot inside of your spongy walls, you threw your hand up to your mouth, covering the unholy noises coming from your mouth. You were snapped out of your trance as your hand found itself pinned to the door behind you.

"I wanna hear you, baby."

Jisung whispered into your ear, the hot air sending shivers up your spine as Jisung intertwined his fingers with your own. The noises that were coming from your mouth would make a nun blush, and the words you spoke would prevent you from looking anyone in the eyes in a normal setting.

"F-Fuck! Jisung, right there! Please!" You whined, feeling your hole flutter and clench around Jisung's cock, the cord that had once been left to dissipate now binding itself up in your stomach again. Your legs began to shake from the pounding you were receiving from Jisung.

"Fuck, keep doing that, and I'm not going to last much longer," Jisung grunted into your ear. The way his thrusts began to falter and his cock twitched inside your walls, you could tell he was just as close as you were.

"I'm close!" you mewled, using your free hand to manoeuvre the man's face to your own in attempts to kiss him once more. The action couldn't be considered a kiss in a literal sense, however, not with the amount of teeth and nose clashings you two had shared.

"Cum on my cock, doll," Jisung whispered against your lips. Those words were enough to send you over the edge, a wanton moan leaving your lungs as you came. Your finish running its course down Jisung's cock finally pushed him over the edge. He thrusted three more times before he came, riding out his high while simultaneously fucking his cum back into you.

Once he slowed his thrusts to a halt, he stood there for a second, the both of you panting as though you had just run a marathon. You slumped yourself against Jisung's shoulder as he pulled out, letting your legs fall to the floor again. It felt odd, holding onto Jisung like that, but it was a nice feeling. As soon as you gathered your strength, you pulled away from him, trying desperately to locate your clothing.

"Y/N! I was worried; you were gone for so long!" Yeji gasped, hugging you tightly as you shamefully walked down the steps to the party that seemed to have only gotten bigger since you and Jisung had enjoyed each other's company. You blushed heavily, looking up at the man who'd taken you from your best friend long enough for her to worry. Either Yeji was too shitfaced to notice the purple marks that littered your neck or she was saving you the embarrassment; either way, you were relieved that she didn't say anything.

[abitterboy]

Masterlist

!! I will be editing stuff on my page over the next few days so hopefully, it will all look good and flow nicely when I'm done but please have patience with me for now !!

I pretty much only write smut but just in case I write something that's not 18+ I put an (s) next to my stories that have smut and will put an (f) for fluff, and an (a) for angst along with whatever other genre tags I deem necessary.

Bangchan:

Worship You: Bangchan x Reader (s)

Granted Permission: Bangchan x Jisung (s)

Minho: 

Our Secret: Minho x Reader, Jisung x Reader (s)

Our Secret Part Two: Minho x Reader, Jisung x Reader (s)

Our Secret Part Three: Minho x Jisung (s)

Our Secret Part Four: Minho x Jisung x Reader (s)

Changbin:

N/A

Hyunjin:

Anywhere and Everywhere at Any Time: Hyunjin x Reader (s)

The Way You Make Me Feel: Hyunjin x Jeongin (s)

Taste Of Your Universe: Hyunjin x Felix (s)

Keep My Hands to Myself: Solo Hyunjin (s)

Degradation: Hyunjin x Reader x Felix (s)

Han:

Valentine's Day Baby: Jisung x Reader (s)

Our Secret: Jisung x Reader, Minho x Reader (s)

Our Secret Part Two: Jisung x Reader, Minho x Reader (s)

Somno Ask: Jisung x Reader (s)

Our Secret Part Three: Jisung x Minho (s)

Our Secret Part Four: Jisung x Minho x Reader (s)

Granted Permission: Jisung x Bangchan (s)

Felix:

Taste Of Your Universe: Felix x Hyunjin (s)

Degradation: Felixx Reader x Hyunjin (s)

Seungmin:

N/A

Jeongin:

The Way You Make Me Feel: Jeongin x Hyunjin (s)

[shangchiswife]

asiya's masterlist!

a lot of you have been asking for a masterlist so here you go!

The Last of Us:

joel miller- the babysitter - part 1- part 2 (smut)

joel miller- pretty pink skirt (smut)

joel miller- sweet nothing

Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit:

dating aragorn headcanons!

dating thorin headcanons!

incorrect lotr/hobbit quotes-

big back challenge ft. y/n, thorin, fili, and kili

scary thorin ft. y/n and thorin

Star Wars:

luke skywalker- paper rings

han solo- the one where he f's up

luke skywalker- you're scared of thunder?

luke skywalker- sunsets

Prequels-

anakin/obi-wan/padme- period

Anakin Skywalker-

anakin skywalker- pacify her (smut)

anakin skywalker- broken promises (smut)

anakin skywalker- wildest dreams

Obi-Wan Kenobi-

obi-wan- the way i loved you (smut)

obi-wan- party blues

obi-wan- sweet dreams

obi-wan- savior complex

obi-wan- drunken love

obi-wan- better man

Sequels-

poe dameron- yule ball

ben solo- i guess this is goodbye

poe dameron- traitor

hux- long drunk nights

kylo ren- safe space

poe dameron- nightmare

kylo ren- the last time

poe dameron- the other woman

hux- good little girl

poe dameron- clean

kylo ren- therapy

kylo ren- cardigan

Din Djarin-

din djarin- helping hand (smut)

din djarin- every dead-end street led you straight to me (smut)

din djarin- maroon

din djarin- caretaker

din djarin- family ties

din djarin- savior complex

din djarin- the protector

din djarin- you are in love

din djarin- nightmares

X-Men

logan howlett- electric touch (smut)

logan howlett- little black dress (smut)

logan howlett- a royal tea party

Marvel:

loki- mr. perfectly fine

pietro maximoff- saying goodbye

loki- if only you knew

steve rogers- sparks fly

bucky barnes- deja vu

loki- an escape from the palace

steve rogers- beach day

loki- speechless

Moonknight-

steven grant- late night talking

marc spector- dancing with out hands tied

steven grant- hug me

Spider-man-

miguel o'hara- stress relief (smut)

peter parker- a night under the stars

peter parker- i wish i were heather

otto octavius- merry christmas

harry osborn- hide and seek

tasm!peter/reader/otto- we'll take care of you

Norman Osborn-

norman osborn- dark paradise

norman osborn- they don't know about us

norman osborn- baby it's cold outside

norman osborn- i'm pregnant

norman osborn- look after you

norman osborn- let the games begin

norman osborn- i'm yours

norman osborn- worst behavior

norman osborn- experimental game

Norman Osborn and Otto Octavius-

otto octavius/norman osborn- skating

otto octavius/norman osborn- the moment i knew

otto octavius/norman osborn- save me

otto octavius/norman osborn- hostage

[zinzinina]

I’ll be challenging myself to write three short kink-based drabbles per week throughout October! Thank you so much to @the-purity-pen for hosting such a great challenge and for the wonderful prompts. I’ve decided not to annoy everyone on my regular taglist for this, so if you’d like to be tagged for this little event, you can register here. I completely understand if something is not your vibe, so you can also ask not to be tagged for specific kinks or characters!

The masterlist is below and links will be added as the drabbles are published. Please note everything is, as always, strictly 18+ only. x

Thrawn x F!Reader (orgasm denial/edging)

Boba Fett x F!Reader (degradation kink)

Commander Cody x F!Reader (somnophilia)

Din Djarin x F!Reader (ass worship)

Poe Dameron x F!Reader (sex toys)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x F!Reader (mutual masturbation, religion kink)

Captain Rex x F!Reader (face sitting)

Commander Fox x F!Reader (sex tapes, cockwarming)

Han Solo x F!Reader (hatefucking)

Scorch x F!Reader (bondage)

Kix x F!Reader (praise kink, shower sex)

Boba Fett x Din Djarin x F!Reader (threesome)

[generalkenobee]

~Risks~

A new hope Luke Skywalker x FEM! reader smut

NO REAL PLOT OTHER THEN LUKE BEING A HORNY WRECK AND YOU GUYS FUCKING ON THE FALCON

Oral (f receiveing), Luke being a simp, breast worship, semi public sex, reader is Hans sister

💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

(look at his hair😩)

"meet me in the cockpit once Han and Chewie leave"

Luke pirked up eyes wide. You kissed his cheek while walking to your room to get ready. Being Hans younger wasn't always easy, especially considering the fact that no one knew about you and Luke. It's been a year since Luke started fucking Han Solo's sister behind his back and it hasn't gotten old yet, everytime you kissed his pretty pink tip, each time he made you finish, when you made him finish. You've sucked your boyfriend off with your brother in the next room, it felt so dirty but you were like rabbits with how much you were having sex, you just couldn't stop.

"aughh baby-" your head fell back while your fingers ran through his beautiful hair, your hips grinded your clit across his lips. Luke looked up at you "You're so pretty.." you said moving your hand to the side of his face as he brought his hand up to play with your nipples, coming up to kiss your perky breasts all over, sucking your nipples, groaping you, licking. There wasn't a spot on your body that he hadn't explored. "Fuck..I love your tits so much" he said biting your nipple.

"I'm gonna finish you with my tongue before I use my cock ok?" Your boyfriend brought his head down to your cunt before he spit on it. Luke looked up at you while he fucked you with his tounge. You're back arches without warning while you screamed out in pleasure. "(Y/N)?! Are you ok?" You heard Hans voice call out, he had worry in his voice and a part of you felt bad for inflicting that on him "Luke stop- L-Luke- mhmm" you spasmed around his mouth. The thought of being caught turned you on so much to the point to wear it was almost unbearable. It was unbearable to Cum while sitting in your brother's ship's cockpit.

"Han for the last time I was helping (y/n) fix the auxiliary shaft, It's been broken for over a month!" Luke said irritated at your brother's banging on the door. " Hold on I'm coming" you opened the door and Han practically pushed you out of the way to see what Luke was doing, only to be met with him on his knees with different assortments of tools in his hands to assure the illusion that he actually was fixing something. "So what's up?" You questioned "nothing, I'm just not too fond of the idea of Blondy alone with my little sister"

"oh my God Han get out!" You yelled pushing him out the door. "If he tries anything you come to me right?'' " yeah, sure" after Han left you turned back to Luke and started laughing, thinking about the fact that you just came on his seats made you a blushing mess. Your hand wrapped around Luke's wrist and pulled him to his room as you followed quietly

[first1ove]

Top 3 kinks: Han Solo

warnings: smut, degradation pairing: han solo x f!reader

minors do not interact

Corruption

Han is thrilled to find out you’re less experienced than him—over the moon if you’re a virgin, but I digress. He loves that he’s got experience over you. He gets to be your guide as he takes you through the different pleasures he’s picked up through years of travelling the galaxy.

He almost feels guilty for it but he finds a sick satisfaction in watching the nervousness in your eyes as he explains what he's gonna do to you; there's a perfect mix of vulnerability and eagerness to please in your gaze—an acquiescent look that says 'just take what you want,’ and he loves it.

That, partnered with the pleasured sounds that leave you as once you give into him and his skillful touch is enough to drive him insane. His experiments with you always produce addicting results and he can't get enough.

He’s introduced you to alien aphrodisiacs and taken your pliable body through different levels of pleasure, each more intense than the last. You’re left in Han’s care with wide eyes and uncontrollable desire and it’s his favourite way to have you.

He’ll quell your nervousness by muttering praise once you start feeling the effects of the stimulant ‘god you're so good like this, so obedient,’ ‘so good for me, so, so good baby,’

He's managed to sweet talk you into trying kinks you've never heard of let alone considered, but his confidence and charm are enough to make you excited for a new endeavour.

'c'mon, let's try it once, hm? you know i'll take good care of you,' or 'trust me, baby, i know what you like, i won't do ya wrong'

And you trust him because his honeyed words are true. He's never done you wrong and he never will. He's always looked after you, only pushing your limits never pushing past them.

Exhibitionism

That's why when Han's hand slips in between your thighs while you're sat at a bar god knows where in the galaxy, you tense but don't recoil from his touch. Your reaction makes him chuckle and he's placing a kiss on your neck before moving in even closer.

'You've never done something this before have you?' he knows the answer but he wants to hear it from you. He adores your bashfulness as you shake your head revealing your inexperience yet again, ‘then just lean into me, baby, follow my lead,’

You're seated so your crotch is covered by the shadow of the bar while Han's tilted shelters you from behind. Still, any of the patrons sat on either side of you would be privy to what was going on if they decided to take a second glance at their surroundings the thought alone has your heart racing with excitement

Your breath hitches as one of Han’s rough hands undo your pants and slips past the elastic of your panties. He smiles at the sound but smirks at the stifled moans that leave you as his fingers circle your clit.

He works slowly. His hands know your body, and though he could make you come undone in a matter of minutes, he opts to take his time and really test your restraint.  

Degradation

A string of choked whimpers leave you as fight against your own pleasure, though you still writhe in your seat attempting to lean into Han’s touch—it’s a pathetic display and Han loves it. He almost feels guilty, you’re already acting so desperate, but his conscience isn’t strong enough to stop him from teasing you in this state.

'look what's happened to you,' he murmurs, ‘you should see yourself right now—grinding on my fingers, god you’re fucking desperate for me,’ his fingers pick up their pace as he begins to berate you 

‘when did you get so shameless? it’s like you forget where you are—is that it? why don’t you take a look around,’ your heart is racing as you peer out at the alien faces that share the bar with you. Though they appear oblivious and disinterested, Han’s endless barrage has you doing double-takes, ‘you think they even know what’s going on here? you think they know what a slut you are for me, hm? you think we should show ‘em?’

‘spread your legs,’ his voice is stern and instinctively you obey, spreading your legs without shame. Still, despite your obedience, there’s a look of anxiety in your eyes as you scan your surroundings.

Han drinks in the sight of you so concerned yet so complacent. He takes pride in perverting you; you’d never be caught doing something like this with anyone else, your deviance is all because of him—all for him.

You even position yourself so it’s easier for Han to slip two thick fingers into your drooling cunt. It’s amazing the hold he has on you and he knows it, 'i can't believe how much i can get away with,’ he snickers as he curls his digits.

‘you'd let me do anything to you wouldn't you?' Han picks up his pace and you’re nodding your head in mindless pleasure, ‘just like a dumb little puppy hanging onto my every word,’

You nod absentmindedly hardly hearing his words, only focusing on the feeling rising in your stomach. Choked little whines leave you as you attempt to fuck yourself on Han’s pistoning fingers.

It’s a pathetic display and Han loves it. He almost feels guilty, he can tell your close so painfully close, but his conscience isn’t strong enough to stop him from cutting you off right before you’re set over the edge.

Han pulls his hand away and a whimper loud enough to alert the barkeep escapes you, though your panicked expression doesn’t hold his attention for long.

‘woah, get ahold of yourself, baby’ he taunts and it takes all your willpower to stop yourself from snapping back. You know he’s not done with you and you know attitude won’t get you what you want.

So you compose yourself and do your best to keep a straight face when Han whispers, ‘get up. we’re finishing this in the falcon,’

[hanasnx]

Hello! May I please request a smutty Han Solo x fem!Reader with prompt #11 and/or prompt #42 (I loooove daddy dom Han)?

prompt: #11 + #42

MINORS DNI 18+

prompt list | rules WC: 0.9k | CHARACTERS: han solo x f!reader WARNINGS: sexual content | implied smut | dom!han | kinks: size, daddy | arguing

"Are you serious?" the incredulous tone of HAN SOLO follows you as you march away from him. "Where do you think that little ass is goin'? We aren't done talkin', sweetheart." his condescension is unnecessary, but it conveys his exasperation. The thunder of his boots catch up to you, and a large hand reaches out, latching onto the back of your belt at your tailbone. Effortlessly, he arrests you, directing your body to a sunken doorway in this hall. The attendants of this base pass you by to perform their duties, and he points a finger in your face. "What's the attitude for, huh?" His finger turns on him, gesturing to his chest with a raise of his brows, "Did I do somethin'?"

"Typical!" you huff, throwing your arms into the air in an annoyed and defeated motion. You're tired of this, you don't want to explain things to him, you just want him to figure it out. He's supposed to be smart, isn't he? When you go to retreat, he palms your upper arm, drawing you right back where he wants you.

You regain your footing after your stumble, and he straightens, crossing his arms. "I ain't gonna chase you anymore, sister. Get it out now while you've got my ears."

When you reluctantly concede, and check each ways of the passage, you conclude you can't talk here. The door next to you gives you an idea, and with all your suspicious looking around Han gives you a questioning expression, pivoting his head to eye you from the side with a brow furrow and parted lips. You slam your hand against the door controls, sliding it open, and dragging him inside by his wrist. Once you're sealed in the safety of this small storage room, you round on him.

"You've ignored me every since we got to this stupid base, and as soon as you realize I'm mad at you— suddenly—" You gesture wildly. "you're interested! Then—"

"There's more?"

You scoff indignantly. "Yes, Han! There's more!"

He nods, cutting you off. "Oh, I get it. Okay—" It earns him a deep frown from you.

"—What? What do you get—?" you taunt, and he persists.

A shrug, a stupid pinch of his shoulder to his neck as he raises his voice to match yours, "I've been 'neglecting' you, right? That's what this is about? You're acting out like you need a good fuck!"

"Han!" you scold.

"Well, that's what you're tellin' me!" When he drops his arms and advances on you in a leisure lumber, you back up out of instinct.

"Don't you dare think you can touch me right now." you warn, but as usual Han sees right through an empty threat, your back against the shelving.

“C'mon. Be a good girl for daddy.” he condescends, "I'm giving you what you want. You'll feel better after, right? After daddy does his thing? Give it here." The annoyance is apparent in his responses. Once you're trapped against the shelving, he stoops. He towers over you, and in order to reach the space between your legs, he tips his body to the side. Defiantly, you twist your hips, jerking away from his hand. You don't like his attitude, or that he thinks he can just do whatever he wants, or how he makes fun of you, using your kink against you. "You gonna fight me for it? Sweets, we both know you can't hold out long. So jus' lemme get you off and we can put this whole thing behind us."

Something about an argument puts you over the edge with him. You've never conversed with anyone so frustrating, someone that brought this side out in you. You hate the way he solves problems, and you hate how sometimes when he solves these types of problems by getting you off that it's successful. Embarrassingly so. There's a part of you that wants to put him to work, but that won't fix everything. He has a shitty way of apologizing.

"Like I'd let you walk all over me and then act like it's all good after! Again!" you seethe through gritted teeth. You meet his gaze at eye-level with you, jutting your chin when you press your lips into a line.

"Why?" he plays dumb, but there's a knowing hint of a smile on his crooked mouth. "You're good at it."

Clearly, he'll need a different approach. With a cautious glance behind his shoulder at the door, he confirms it's not locked, which adds to his thrill. He sighs, adjusting his pants to accommodate his knees when he gets on them.

"At least let me check somethin'."

A sick sense of pride blooms in your chest at the sight of Han kneeling in front of you. He doesn't do it often, but you know where this is going. So you begrudgingly offer your hips to him.

"There, see?" he praises, thick fingers hooking in your bottoms to undo and tug them down. "Was that so hard? Let me do this right." Like a man would, he sucks on the tips of two of his fingers, cleaning them off before he wedges them between your thighs, swiping at your folds. You're slick. "That's what daddy thought. He's always right."

You shift forward, warning him wordlessly about his poor choice of words. The side of his nose scrunches charmingly in his amusement, his crooked grin spreading onto his handsome features. You denied yourself the possibility of smacking it right off. Still tentative, you won't widen your stance, and so he peels your pants further down to give you room to.

“Spread your legs for daddy, I want to see you.”

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Welcome To My Nightmare - Chapter 6 FINAL

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Pairing: Vampire!Eddie x Fem!Reader, brief Steve Herrington x Fem!OC

Chapter Summary: The truth is all out in the open – you’re best friend and long time crush is a vampire, you’re madly in love with him, and he feels the same way about you. Eddie wants to keep you safe, but all those months separated and unspoken feelings have taken a toll on the two of you. As they say “distance makes the heart grow fonder.” But now there is an even bigger problem at hand; Eddie is all out of blood, and he’s very hungry.

A/n: Finally the best part is here! Smut glorious smut! Eddie seems like the playful type in bed – cracking jokes, making sure you’re comfortable, and determined to spoil you both in and out of the bedroom. We all know he has The Tongue, but he also plays guitar. I’ve been dating a guitarist for the last five years (IYKYK.) It also helps that I use to work at Spencer's and had training on how to sell things from THAT part of the store.

I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. I has a lot of personal things going on that did me in physically and emotionally. Not to mention that I had so many ideas of how to end the series.

Warning (DNI if you’re under 18): All characters are over 18. This is a LONG ONE! Swearing, sexual themes, PiV sex, oral (M and F receiving), fingering, mention of blood, brief mention of birth control (safe sex is the best sex,) overstimulation, brief mention of medical MJ, pet names, body image issues, mention of a safe word, and THE BEST aftercare imaginable.

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Eddie and you stare at each other for what feels like an eternity, not saying anything to each other, but he eventually broke the silence.

                                           “I’m sorry what?”

You fidgeted with your jewelry while looking at the floor “I said you could eat me…”

                                           “Oh no sweetheart, I heard what you said loud and clear. I’m just…” Eddie scratched the back of his head and tried to hide how nervous he was “A-Are you sure you’re okay with that? I mean, I know I said I’m not cool with feeding from the original source, ‘ya know what I mean?”

                                           “I know I know! But you need to eat something! The nearest hospital is a three hour drive, and you’re clearly struggling right now.” Making sure the love of your life wasn’t starving wasn’t the only thing on your mind. Books and films have filled your head with the idea that was top tier erotic if a vampire fed from you. The old scene of a handsome vampire, luring a beautiful damsel into his arms in some back ally has always been a fantasy of yours since you were 13. Faye’s dreams were all about bumping uglies with Han Solo on the Millennium Falcon, yours were about a hot vampire sipping on you like a fine wine. Now that fantasy was right at your fingertips.

                                           “I know I am, I just…” Eddie chewed on his lower lip nervously “I don’t want to hurt you. Like, it’s going to hurt a lot.”

                                           “Ed, how long have you known me?”

“I don’t know…”

                                           “You know how big of a horror buff I am. You know that I know my vampire lore. I can’t imagine it not hurting me.”

                                           Eddie still had a concerned look on his face “Yeah but…”

You cut him off with a kiss. It was not as passionate as the first one, but you were pretty sure you got the point across to him that you knew what you were about to get yourself into. Eddie let out a dreamy sigh after you broke it off.

                                           “Okay, let’s try it” Eddie took your hand and guided you onto the bed with him “But I want to set some ground rules first.”

                                           “Rules?” you were taken aback by how serious Eddie was being right now. You didn’t even know he could be serious. “Eddie I’m not taking your virginity,” you let out a nervous laugh.

                                           “Please y/n, just listen.”

You stopped laughing. Oh he was serious.

                                           “I may have…dabbled with getting blood from people, in the beginning. But back then I had zero control and almost killed someone over it.” Eddie dug through his pockets looking for something “And I really really really don’t want a repeat of that with you.” He pulled out his Uncle’s pocket knife. “I don’t want to risk that,” he flicked the blade out “So I’m going to let you nick your finger and we’ll go from there.”

                                           “Why just the finger?” you ask as Eddie hands you the knife, the blade twinkling in the light of the fireplace.

                                           “Because I want you to be able to back out with minimal damage. I can just throw a bandage on your finger and call it a night,” he replies with a serious tone “Should we come up with a safe word or something?”

                                           “Eddie!”

“I’m sorry y/n,” he sighs “I’m just really freaked out about the idea of hurting you. I don’t want you to go all in, have you get hurt, and then hate my guts.”

                                           “If it gets to be too much I’ll tell you,” you kiss his forehead and with a quick swipe you make a small cut on your index finger, wincing at the pain “My safe word is kiwi.”

                                           Eddie stared at the tiny droplet of blood seeping out of your finger “Kiwi…yeah…got it” licking his lips.

                                           “Hey Eddie…” you reached your hand out to him, squeezing more blood out.

                                           “Yeah?” You gave him a soft smile, “I trust you.”

                                           Eddie gave you a quick nod; his tongue darted out and licked up the single drop of blood. His eyes fluttered shut as the warm liquid as is slipped down his throat. “Damn babe, you taste better than I imagined” he hummed.

                                           “W-What do I taste like?” you asked, the sight of Eddie suckling your finger was making those dirty thoughts run wild again.

                                           “I know I said you smelled like sugar cookies,” he looked at you with a flirtatious grin “but you actually taste like strawberries.”

                                           You felt a second heartbeat growing between your legs “O-Oh…”

                                           “I’m not hurting you, am I?” he asked tentatively.

“No!” you blurted out with a little too much force “I-I mean it doesn’t hurt. It actually kinda tickles.”

                                           Those soft brown eyes met yours “If that’s the case, can I go further Y/N?”

You nodded your head, your face growing hotter. “Use your words, babygirl” he said as he began kissing up your arm.

                                           Goosebumps decorated your arms as Eddie was kissing you. You took a deep breath and nodded again.

                                           “Yes. Go for it.”

As soon as you gave the go-ahead, Eddie pulled you onto his lap, straddling him. You yelped; startled by Eddie’s boldness (not to mention how fast he was,) one arm wrapped around your waist and the other caressing the side of your neck. His lips ghosted over the shell of your ear, his whispers feather light:

                                           “I love you…”

He gently sunk his teeth into your neck, causing you to cry out in pain and grip onto Eddie’s broad shoulders.                        Searing hot pain overcame you, causing you to dig your nails into the young man. Eddie rubbed the small of your back as he whispered words of encouragement between licks. Those cries of pain quickly morphed into you trying desperately to not moan too loudly.

                                           “That’s it…that’s my girl” Eddie cooed as drank from you “So warm…So sweet…”

“Eddie I-…shit…” Eddie warned you it would be a lot for you to handle, and you believed him, but this was far more intense than either of you thought it would be. Every lick made you squirm; every time Eddie sucked on the opening he made your temperature rise and your core throb.

                                           “Oh my God Eddie…” you moaned.

“You doing okay, princess?” he asked.

                                           “Never b-better” you felt him adjust his legs and his jeans nudged you in just the right spot, sending shockwaves through your body “Oh fuck!” You felt Eddie chuckles against the skin of your neck.

                                           “My my Miss y/n, is this turning you on? I can feel your heart racing” Eddie teased.

                                           “S-Shut up, Ed!” you mumbled.

                                           “Make me,” Eddie replied, dragging his tongue from your collarbone up to your ear.

                                           You ground your hips into him as soon as he lifted his own hip up – eliciting a groan from the young man. He took both of his hands and grabbed your hips to keep you from grinding into him again, causing you to whimper from the loss of friction. “Listen here, little lady” he growled “If you keep that up then I’ll really have to eat you alive.”

                                           “Is that a threat or a promise, big boy?” you asked with a knowing smile. Looks like Faye Burgun wasn’t the only one playing with fire tonight.

                                           That elicited a dark chuckle from Eddie. He swiftly pinned you down on the bed, “Oh honey…” he hovered over you, his long brown hair just barely covering his face “Are you sure you want to do this?” he replied, his dark eyes searching yours.

                                           You wrap your arms around his neck and rest your forehead on his “I’ve never been so sure in my life” you lean in and whisper “Devour me.”

                                           You heard Eddie growl “Fucking Christ babe…” his lips crashed into yours, his hands roaming your body. The two of you were a tornado of limbs, lips, tongues, and teeth – desperately trying to pull each other closer and closer together. No more running, no more hiding. All that matter that he was yours and you were his.  Suddenly, Eddie went up for air and has a wicked grin; “I have an idea!” He stumbles off the bed, shedding his jacket and battle vest in the process, and plops on the Fitz James throne. “You want me, right?”

                                           You give Eddie a knowing look, “Obviously! What are you planning, Ed?” You were taking off as much of your jewelry as you could since it was getting tangled in Eddie’s hair.

                                           “Crawl to me” he said while kicking off his shoes.

You cocked an eyebrow “Excuse me?”

                               Finally Eddie was able to relax into the chair, his legs spread as he stared you down with hungry eyes “You heard me, sweetheart” his voice grew darker as he beckoned you with a curled finger.

                                           “You must be joking, Ed” you forced out a laugh, but deep down that sounded kind of hot. Why did God have to make you such a masochist? You hopped off the bed “But if that’s what Master wants” you teased as you slipped off the rhinestone studded fishnets. Eddie was a little rough with you just now, the last thing you needed was Faye finding out that Ed had destroyed any of her costumes in a horny rage. You knelt down to your knees, rolling your hips along the way just to tease him.

                                           Eddie licked the blood off his lips, his eyes taking in every move as you slowly crawled over to him on hands and knees. He groaned at the sight of your breasts threatening to fall out of your blouse. He couldn’t help but palm the growing erection in his jeans. “That’s it babygirl. Come crawling faster…Obey your Master…”

                                           “You’re such a dork, you know that?” you asked as you finally crawled up onto Eddie’s lap, straddling him. He really did just use a line from Master of Puppet’s to turn you on. What a fucking dork…

                                           “Yeah but I’m your dork. The Master of Dorks,” Eddie answers with a mischievous grin as he kissed you again, his tongue slipping past your lips to fight with yours. Tasting your own blood was a weird sensation, but you would be lying if you said it wasn’t turning you on a little bit.

                                           Eddie’s hands worked their way down your thighs and up your back. He worked his way to the zipper on your dress while you worked on untying the corset part of it.

“Why do girl’s clothes have to be so fucking complicated?” hissed Eddie as he pulled on the zipper while placing kisses along your neck and collarbone.

                                           “Don’t blame me, blame Faye for obsessing over every last detail,” you laughed. You pulled the cape off as soon as Eddie finally freed you from the dress, pulling the blouse over your head to expose the lacy black-burgundy bra you had on.

“Damn..” he whispered “Is this one of Faye’s too?” Eddie asked as he ran a calloused finger along the trimmed cups, eliciting a shiver from you.

                                           “This one is all mine,” you said with pride “And before you say anything, no, I did not wear this because I was going to see you.”

He pulled the straps of the dress down and continued to kiss and leave light bites along the tops of your breast “Awe, I thought for sure you picked this for me” the metal head teased.

                                           “Maybe next time, handsome” Eddie’s hands went back to grab your ass, which made you jump “Eddie!” You ground down on Eddie’s clothed erection again, drawing a moan from the young man. He wrapped your legs around his waist and carried you back over to the bed.

                                           “As much as I love to see you wear this” Eddie placed you back on the bed and in one fluid motion unhooked your bra and pulled it off “I want to see all of you.” He yanked off your dress “And we can do away with this and…” His eyes widened at the sign of you, wearing nothing but you matching black lace panties “Damn! Matching panties too?! It really is my lucky day” he says to himself as Eddie takes one of your nipples into his mouth while fiddling with the other.

One of his fangs grazed the sensitive nub and you let out a wanton moan, your hips bucking upwards out of your control. Your desperation brought a smile to Eddie’s lips.

                                           “Looks like someone is a little needy,” he said as he blew hot air on the nipple he was just abusing. You worried your bottom lip between your teeth and hid your blushing face from him. As hot as he was, Eddie could be a total asshole sometimes. He nuzzles his face into your neck, taking the time to feed from you again. One of your hands shot up and grabbed a fistful of Eddie’s shaggy hair. You muttered something under your breathe about Ed was being a smartass, but it was cut off as soon as you felt his hand slip over your clothed mound.

“My goodness y/n...” he cooed, rubbing a finger over your covered slit “We haven’t even gotten to the best part and you’re already so wet for me.” His eyes were pitch black, but sparkled in the dim light. Like a shark that got a whiff of freshly spilt blood. Your eyes snapped open when you felt Eddie’s hands grab your panties and, with a deep growl, ripped them to shreds off of you.

                                           “Nooo ba-…” you choked out a gasp as a finger prodded at your entrance “Fuck! Those were my favorite.” A finger plunged itself into your core, his cold rings nudged your clit. Your head rolls back as Eddie explored your core, teeth clenched as you hissed from the cold metal. He wanted to find that magical spot in you so badly.

                                           “Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll buy you a new pair. Hell! I’ll buy you all the sexy lingerie you want,” Eddie placed light kisses along your jaw as he slipped a second finger in “As long as you model them for me sometime.”

                                           Eddie pumped those fingers in you like his life depended on it while he whispered the absolute filthiest things in your ear, you wanted to buck your hips to match his pace but you felt like you were frozen.

Stupid vampire magic!

                                           “Oh fuck!” While you were blissed out on his fingers Eddie slipped down between your legs and tapped your clit with his other hand. Now you were able to lift your hips again, cursing and squirming. He curled one finger and it hit your g-spot dead on. “Shit shit shit! Eddie yes! Oh fuck! Right there! Fuuuuuck!”       It wasn’t long before that tightness in your gut snapped, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. Eddie kept fingering you through that wave until you were spent. His finger slipped out of you so he could admire his work, your juice dripping down his fingers.

                                           “You know, even before becoming a blood sucker I’ve always wondered what you tasted like,” he looked up at you with a sly smile. But something about the look in your glossy eyes made Eddie pause. “You have been eaten out before, right?”

                                           You bite your lip again and said nothing.

“Right?” he pressed.

                                           “Well…” you started, still breathless “No one’s actually given me head before.”

                                           Eddie’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his skull. “You’re kidding me babe! No guy has just…?” he nodded down at your weeping cunt. You shook your head and Eddie cursed to himself again “Seriously!? Jesus fuck, that’s literally the best part outside of actually fucking!” You saw the primal part of Eddie switch off and his sweeter, more gentile one takes its place “Y/n y/l/n I’m going to give you the greatest gift of your life.”

                                           “As if what you just did with your magic fingers wasn’t enough, Ed?” you giggled as you fluffed Eddie’s sweaty hair.

                                           “You ain’t seen nothing set, sweetheart,” Eddie says as he kisses your inner thigh. He hooks your legs so they hang over his shoulders, peppering kisses around your hips and you lower belly. His fingers spread your lips apart and he licks a long, slow strip from base to your clit.

                                           A loud gasp shot out of you, your hands struggled to find something to cling onto as Eddie swirled his tongue in and around you. For a vampire his mouth was surprisingly warm, that slick pink muscle spelling his full name on your clit. He looked up at you to watch you writhe in ecstasy, which made him smile and work harder on getting a second orgasm out of you. Eddie reached up and took one of your hands into his. You were getting so over-stimulated that your legs snapped closed around Eddie’s head.

                                           “Fuck yes baby…” he moaned into your cunt “You taste so fucking good y/n! Keep crushing my head.”

                                           “Yo-You liked that?!” You tried to pull your legs apart but Eddie pulls them back together.

                                           “Fuck yes” he draws out “‘Tso fucking hot!”

With every moan and swipe of his tongue you’re driven closer and closer to the edge. Eddie slipped his fingers in you a second time while he sucked on your clit. Your eyes squeezed shut as you begged the man bellow you to keep going.

                                           “Shit! Shit! Shit! Fuck yes! Oh my God Eds! Oh my god!” you clung to Eddie desperately “Don’t stop Eds! Just like that! I’m so close…” Eddie’s fingers found your g-spot again causing you to see stars behind your eyes “FUUUUUUUCK!! EDDIE!!!” your second orgasm of the night violently wracked your body, but Eddie kept happily lapping up all of your juices as they gushed out of you. Your body slumped over, your legs twitching from how hard you came. Screw magic fingers, that mouth of Eddie’s was a lethal weapon.

                                           Eddie popped his fluffy head up and he pulled himself up so you’re face to face again. “So…” He whipped his mouth with the back of his hand “How did I do?” he gives you a knowing grin.

                                           “Hooooooly shit” your eyes fluttered open and you tried to catch your breath “That was amazing Eds!”

“Only the best head for my baby,” he replies, placing a kiss on your sweaty forehead.

                                           You giggled and pecked his lips “You’re too kind…Hey!” You propped yourself up on your elbows “How come I’m the only one naked here?”

                                           Eddie looks down at himself “Huh” he pulls as the shirt he’s wearing which is now drenched in sweat and your juice “So I am.”

                                           “My turn!” you sing as you yanked Eddie’s shirt off and pushed him down onto the bed. You drank him in – the firelight casting shadows along his toned body, the little freckles that dusted his shoulders, right down to the happy trail that you’ve constantly thirsted over. Eddie moved his arms in an attempt to hide his scars, but you gently pushed them aside. “I want to see them, baby…”

After a brief pause Eddie moves his hands. It hurt you to see Eddie so self-conscious, almost fearful about how you would react to them. Now that you had a closer look you could see how much damage those bats did to him. The scars all varied in size and depth, some of them almost look like they haven’t healed completely, but all of them showed how hard Eddie fought. He was a survivor; a hero, Eddie the Brave. When you turned to look back at him you could see the apprehension in Eddie’s eyes.

                                           “I know I know, hideous aren’t I?” he scoffed.

You gently traced a particularly deep scar just above where his heart would be “You’re beautiful honey” you said softly, just barely above a whisper. You leaned in and kissed Eddie deeply before trailing your down his neck “Though I would have been hot to see these while you were performing. Chicks dig scars” you giggled.

                                           Eddie scoffs “Says who-AH!” You drag your nails up his sides, making him jolt and let out a whimper.

                                           “Say’s Your Girl” you say with an impish grin.

You go back to littering Eddie’s body with hickeys and scratches, paying close attention to avoid irritating his scars. You left sweet kisses all over his body as you struggled to undo Eddie’s bat pants. “Fucking…and you said my clothes were confusing…” you mutter under your breathe. Eddie laughed, but was quickly cut off after you finally pulled his pants down.

                                           “Really babe, bat boxers?” you gave him a questionable look after your eyes met the black boxers with purple bats.

                                           Eddie just shrugged “Dustin got them for me as a gag gift.”

                                           “Oh no, I think they’re cute. Think they make a machining pair for ladies?” you grin. You don’t let him answer as you pull out Eddie’s cock “Whoa…” You’ve always had a sneaking suspicion that Eddie was “packing heat,” so to say. You once almost walked in on Eddie getting dressed after a dip at Hawkins Pool a few summer’s back. The image of the curves of his butt and the visible outline of his dick left you frazzled for a solid month and a half. He was the tall and gangly type. Men like that were almost always hung. Now you know it was a straight up fact! Eddie isn’t long per say, maybe a little longer than average. It was the girth that got you sweating. “Is it just me or did Eddie…grow?”you ask yourself. You felt one of Eddie’s hands tilt your face up to look at him.

                                           “My eyes are up here, sweetheart” he teased, to which you replied by dribbling some of your spit on his cock and started pumping him. His eyes rolled back and his mouth dropped to form an “O.” “Holy shit babe…” Eddie groaned, his fingers still clutching your face tightly. Your tongue darted out and licked Eddie’s cock from base to slit, bring forth a hiss from the man.

                                           “You ain’t seen nothing yet Eds,” you smirked. And with that you took as much as you could of Eddie’s length into your mouth.

                                           The young man’s eyes fogged over with lust and want “Oh my god…Holy shit…Y/n, shit…” Eddie’s hand on you slipped off and settled on your head, playing with your hair.

                                           All of that teasing, all of those years you have known Eddie Munson – silenced by you sucking him off. It was genuinely the best head Eddie has ever received in his young life. Whoever else got that lucky would never hold a candle to you. In all reality they never will. You’ve fought tooth and nail for Eddie, and now you had him right where you wanted. The only things coming out of his smart mouth were groans, swears, and gabled nonsense.

“Shit babe…How?” he moaned “How- FUCK! Just like that babe…” Eddie was trying really hard to not be too rough with you, but that didn’t stop him from rolling his hips up every time you bobbed your head down on him. You hummed, the vibrations creeping up Eddie’s spine. One particular thrust from Eddie dipped too far back down your throat, causing you to gag and slip his cock out of your mouth.

                                           “Ugh babe,” he moaned, missing the feeling of your mouth on him “I’m sorry! I didn’t hurt you did I?”

You grabbed a hold of his angry cock again and slapped it on your tongue a few times, “I’m good. It just means I know what I’m doing.” You swiped your thumb across his tip, more precum leaking out for you to lick up.

“Fuck yeah you know what you’re doing” he sighed as he guided your head back down on his angry erection “Fuuuuuck y/n! Where did you learn to do this? You’re…” another moan “God your mouth is amazing y/n.” You dipped your free hand to rub his perineum and Eddie let out the loudest moan yet. “Whoa what the- fuuuuuck!?” You could feel Eddie’s thighs shake every time your finger stroked him. You switched from sucking him off to pumping him and licking his perineum.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck! Babygirl…oh god! Shit!” his grip on your hair tightened making you moan. “Babe, hold on! You gotta stop babe! You’re gonna make me cum!” But you kept going, having been completely blinded by the sweet sounds coming from Eddie.

You could feel how close Eddie was, and you were starting to feel dizzy from the lack of air. He pulled you back up to his face for a passionate kiss; your fingers getting tangled up in his long brown hair. Eddie pulled away and hopped out of bed, running around the room franticly looking for something and muttering under his breath.

                                           “Shit shit shit! Come on Eddie! You should have packed them. Fuck! Steve sure as hell has them somewhere!”

You watched him closely, not quite sure why Eddie was stressed over; then it hit you.

                                           “Eddie…”

He looks back at you, the firelight illuminating the sweat dripping down his body. It was almost cute how nervous he was. “I’m sorry sweetheart. I’m trying to find the condoms, but that shithead Herrington must have them stashed somewhere good!” Eddie let out a defeated sigh.

You let out a laugh, making Eddie’s heart swell “Eds did you really forget? This past January I asked you to pick me up from the doctor’s office.”

                                           “Yeah?” He wasn’t quite sure what you were getting at “You had some kind of surgery and couldn’t drive because of how much pain you were in,” He was still digging though one of Steve’s suitcases “And you got some serious munchies from all that weed you smoked for the pain” He pointed a sock at you “You still owe me for the Double Stuffed Oreos I got you, by the way.”

                                           You turned over to lay on your back with your elbows propping you up, “It wasn’t just any kind of surgery” a coy smile graced your lips “I got an IUD out in. No more pills, no more condoms.”

                                           Eddie’s jaw dropped. He only just learned what an IUD was because he overheard Wheeler’s older sister and Faye talking to Max Mayfield about it. Nance and Burgie were dead set on giving Max “the Talk” as soon as she announced that she and Sinclair were dating. Eddie licked his lips, suddenly feeling parched.

                                            “Oh! But what about…”

                                           “…I also got all my testing done during the IUD consultation” cutting Eddie off with a knowing smile “Every test result came back negative.”

                                           Those chocolate button eyes of Eddie’s lit up as he ran back to you and playfully pounced on you; kissing you deeply. “Look at you! My Girl! My clever, gorgeous girl” he gushed while kissing down your jaw.

                                           “Eddie!” you squealed, blushing over all the pet names he was giving you “Who knew that the Eddie Munson was such a sap?”

                                           “Yeah, but you love me anyways,” he grinned.

Both you and Eddie pulled back for air. You nibbled on your bottom lip nervously as Eddie crawled on top of you. It’s not that you were a virgin (it’s been a long time since you could call yourself that), but the whole idea of your dreams were coming to life.

He caressed your cheek with his thumb, “Hey Y/n? We don’t have to if you’re not comfortable.”

                                           “Oh no Ed, I really want to!” you answered eagerly as adjusted yourself “I’ll let you know if I want to stop.”

                                           “Kiwi?” he asked.

You smiled and kissed the tip of Eddie’s nose “Kiwi. Oh! One more thing…” the butterflies in your belly were going all out “C-Can I be on top first?”

                                           Eddie’s eyes went dark “Can you be on top?” he lies down on the bed and pulls you up so you’re straddling his hip. He lets you grind down on his cock, making you moan as his tip nudged at your clit “Does that answer your question?”

                                           “Y-Yeah it does” you stutter.

Eddie pumped his cock a few times before slowly sliding it inside of you; his eyes rolled back into his head as he felt your velvet walls hugging him for the first time; a deep, guttural groan slipping past his lips. You almost came just from sliding down onto him. Once you were both situated you started picking your hips up and dropping them back down. Eddie grabbed your hips and made you roll your hips as you road him.

                                           “Goddamn Babygirl!” Eddie hissed “You fit so perfectly around me!” He slipped one of his hands down between your legs to rub slow circles on your clit.

You braced yourself on Eddie’s broad chest, digging your nails into him. As you dropped your hips down Eddie would pop his hips up, making you see stars. The air was filled with the sounds of your ass slapping against Eddie’s thighs.

                                           “Oh my god Ed…” you whined as you rolled your hips, chasing your high “How…oh fuck! Eddie fuck yes! Yes! Please…” It was getting harder for you to sit upright with how hard Eddie was bucking into you. Meanwhile Eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off of you – your soft, sweet face contorted with pleasure; your breasts bouncing with every thrust, your hair wild. The sounds of you begging and moaning were music to his ears. His name has never sounded as sweet as it did coming from you.

                                           “Ed! Ed! I’m gonna cum! Oh God Eddie I’m gonna cum!” you cried, your movements are becoming more and more sloppy and erratic. You’ve lost tract how many orgasams you’ve had. Twice? Four times?!

                                           “Do it!” he said through gritted teeth “Come all over this cock Baby girl!” Eddie pulled himself into a sitting position and wrapping his arms around you. You felt his fangs sink into you as your third orgasm of the night ripped into you. “That’s it! Good girl,” he coos as he lapped at the fresh blood. He felt you try to pull yourself off of him; you were clearly struggling to even so much as keep your head up.

                                           “Oh no you don’t!”

Eddie pulled you into a kiss as he lifted you off of his dick. He gently placed you back on the bed beneath him. Between the moonlight and the fireplace Eddie looked like he had a halo formed around him. He looked like an angel. How can one man be this beautiful? He slapped his cock on your clit, making you squirm, bringing you back to reality.

                                           “Fuck Eddie! You haven’t cum yet?!” you ask breathlessly.

Eddie gave you a wicked grin as he pumped his cock in his hands, using your natural juices as lube “That’s the beauty of being a vampire,” he slipped back into you “Once we’ve had our full, we get stamina in spades” he growled, snapping his hips into you at a steady rhythm.

                                           “Oh my god Eddie!” you cried out “Are you trying to fuck me to death?!”

He let out a booming laugh, slowing his thrusts and making you whimper. “I’m just trying to make up for lost time,” he leaned down to nuzzle his nose against yours “All that time I could have been with you. You deserve the whole world, y/n. And I’m going to give it all to you.” You felt tiny droplets of water fall onto your breasts. Eddie was crying.

                                           All of Eddie’s sweet words brought tears to your eyes “Oh honey…”You pulled him into a hug, rocking your hips to match his pace “I don’t want the world” you pilled back and smiled “I want you.” You bit back a moan as Eddie went back to fucking you “It was always you, Eddie.”

                                           A loud moan ripped through Eddie, thrusting harder and faster “Oh fuck y/n! Shit! Say that again! Please say my n-name again.”

It was getting hard to form words, but you did exactly what he asked: calling out his name like a broken record. It was just the two of you - crying each other’s names, clinging to each other for dear life, mixed with a messy string of curses and moans.

                                           “Shit babe! Y/n! Babygirl I’m getting close,” Eddie growled out “So fucking close! I’m not gonna cum until you do!”

                                           “M-Me too!” you moaned, feeling one of Eddie’s hands slip back down to tease your sensitive bud one last time “Shit shit shit shit! Please oh god! I’m gonna cum! I’m coming! D-Do it Eddie! I’m coming! Eddie!!!”

                                           With as loud, soul piercing scream your orgasm washed over you, triggering Eddie to finally let his own rip into you – searing ropes painting the your pink walls. As Eddie was coming down from his own high he held you close, almost scared that the slightest movement would caused your over stimulated body to implode.

                                           Once he finally felt that you had come back to earth he leaned over to where you had tossed his shirt and used it to help clean you up. You tried your hardest to push the shirt away, saying something along the lines of “No, don’t ruin that thing because of me. Let me do it,” but it was no use. You were completely and utterly spent – there were no spoons left in you. By some miracle Eddie still had enough energy to get up and carry you to the bathroom.

                                           “Still g’t stiminim, ‘uh?” you mumbled into Eddie’s chest.

He placed you on the toilet, making sure the seat was down before doing so, shaking his head at you when you gave him a lopsided smile.

                                           “Just enough, my Queen,” he chuckled.

He started a bath for you in the obscenely large claw foot tub and raided the shelves of ever towel he had. He was muttering things under his breath to himself, probably making mental notes about what he needed to clean you up. Just like you brain and strength, your hearing hadn’t returned yet either. You let out a small squeak when Eddie scooped you up again and placed you in the tub. He patiently listened to mumble out nonsense as he washed you, being extra careful around where he bit you. You did your best to clean him up too, but all you managed to accomplish was giving your love a bubble bikini. Once you were all clean (and regained your brain function), you made an attempt to get out of the tub. Eddie immediately scooped you up again.

                                           “Eddie baby I’m okay, really,” you laughed as you tried to wiggle out of his grasp.

The undead rock star shook his head, causing his curls to tickle your face “Fat chance y/n! You’ve already done so much for me; the least I can do is pick up the slack.” He carried you back to the bed – stopping momentarily to grab you one of his shirts to wear – before tucking you back into bed.

                                           “I’ll be right back Sweetheart. I’m going to go grab the First Aid kit and make a quick phone call” Eddie whispered to you softly while he stroked your damp hair “Probably get you another towel too for your hair.” All you could muster up was a nod, to which Eddie placed a quick kiss on your forehead, and jogged back over to the bathroom. Sleep was already threatening to take over you, but you did your best to try and stay awake. The last thing either of you needed was for you to pass out from Eddie feasting on you. Your man wasn’t gone for too long for you soon felt a dip in the bed and Eddie placing bandages on your neck.

                                           “It’s not much, but it will do for now. I just called Robin and she’s going to bring us some stuff in the morning” he said as he added more gauze.

                                           “And some blood bags for you?” you asked, leaning into Eddie’s touch.

He let out a hearty chuckle as he finished bandaging you up “And some for you too. I tried really hard to not go to town on you…”

                                           “I know Eds” you smiled “I didn’t mind though.” Eddie tried to walk away again to go wash himself up, but he was stopped after you grabbed his hand.

                                           “Eddie…”

“Yes Princess?”

                                           “I know you’re probably as big of a mess as me, but I don’t want you to leave me again,” you looked up at him while you pouted “I don’t mind if you’re a lil’ stinky.”

                                           With a chuckle Eddie granted your wish; joining you in bed, letting you use his chest as a pillow.

You nuzzled yourself as close as you possibly could to him. “Eddie?” you asked.

                                           “Yes?”

“Does this mean we’re dating now?”

                                           He snaked his arms around you just like he did during your first kiss “I’ll say what we just did was a resounding ‘yes.’”

You felt like your heart had been replaced with the sun as you glowed from the inside out – “Good!” You placed a kiss on Eddie’s jaw.

                                           “Y/n?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah handsome?” you giggled at the new nickname.

                                           “I’m sorry for everything I put you through,” Eddie’s continued to stroke your hair “As soon as we wake up tomorrow I’m making you breakfast in bed – French toast, eggs, bacon, all the fruit you can eat – the works.”

                                           “Coffee too?”

“But of course! And just how you like it too – iced with two sugars and a splash of cream.”

                                           You couldn’t help but kick your feet excitedly and let out a cute little cheer, to which Eddie stifled back a laugh.

“You’re such a dork y/n. You know that?” he asked as he tilted your head up to look over your face.

                                           “If you’re the Master of Dorks, does that make me your Mistress or your Queen?” you blew a tiny raspberry in his direction before you kissed Eddie one last time as your eyes finally gave in.

                                           He smiled into the kiss “I’d rather just call you ‘Mine.”” “’Mine’ huh?” you thought to yourself “I think I can live with that.”

                                           ………………

“By the way,” Eddie replied hesitantly “Steve is a vampire too.”

                                           You were too exhausted to even be mad. “If he turns Burgie into a vampire I’m gonna to stab him in the dick with a crucifix,” you grumbled as you finally fell asleep.

                                           “Good,” Eddie mumbled as he too drifted off “So will I.”

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Major thank you to everyone who has supported me and followed me since Day One - especially to Maggie (@reddeadgirl666 ) Thank you SOOO MUCH for helping me make this story a reality, all of your edits, and over all putting up with my shit 😅 Can’t wait to see how you’re going to continue to enable me😂🤪

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Shinhwa, Super Junior, SHINee, VIXX, Seventeen, TXT, Stray Kids, Omega X, OnlyOneOf, Ateez, NCT (all units), Enhypen

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Kpop Masterlist:

Super Junior

Leeteuk (Jungsoo)

NSFW Headcanon - smut (trying anal)

Yesung (Jonghoon)

NSFW alphabet

Donghae

Moodboards: 1 - see Cacao 

NSFW alphabet

Cacao - Donghae/reader, sensual, steamy, suggestive but no smut

Tails You Lose - Part 1, Part 2. Donghae/f!reader, explicit smut, hard dom!Donghae (but not too hard), double penetration, daddy kink, mild degradation, impact play, pain play

06:00 - threesome smut with Eunhyuk

Eunhyuk (Hyukjae)

Moodboards: 1, 2 

06:00 - threesome smut with Donghae

NSFW alphabet

Whole group:

Wildcards - asking to try light bondage in the moment

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SHINee

Onew (Jinki) 

Deft Hands - smut

NSFW alphabet

Jonghyun - nothing yet...

Key (Kibum)

Raise The Bar - smut

Melt - ice play smut

05:30 a.m - smut

NSFW alphabet

Minho  

Sit Back and Watch - solo Minho smut but indirectly feat. reader, masturbation

2minutes - threesome smut with Taemin and f!reader

Private View - smut

Teach Me - smut

Arrested Development - smut

Taemin 

Insatiable - Taemin/f!reader smut drabble

2minutes - threesome smut with Minho and f!reader

We’ll Always Have Itaewon - threesome smut with TXT Taehyun and f!reader

We'll Always Have Itaewon Part 2 plus playlist

Seen - smut, tw:exhibitionism, voyeurism

Whole group:

What they like to be called in bed and what they like to call their partner - headcanon

Exhibitionism - wildcards

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VIXX

N (Hakyeon)

Earn It - smut

Leo (Taekwoon)

Trust - smut, tw: choking, breathplay 

Ken (Jaehwan)

Moodboards: 1

Hide Me, Take Me - long one-shot. Ken explores a side of himself he never knew what to do with. !longfic - 10k words and over; features an OC, explicit smut, soft dom!Ken. TRIGGER WARNING - one instance of dubious consent but the rest is enthusiastic consent

Ravi (Wonshik) - nothing yet...

Hongbin - nothing yet...

Sanghyuk - nothing yet...

Whole group

Reaction to chains - NSFW

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TXT (Tomorrow x Together)

Yeonjun: 

NSFW alphabet 

Nobody But You - smut, tw:reader has mild body image issues

Love to Hate You - smut (with some plot)

A Little Longer - smut

The Edge - smut, tw: knife play, edge play

Soobin: 

Apology Accepted - smut, tw:light impact play

NSFW alphabet

Almost - smut

Beomgyu: 

NSFW alphabet

See You Later: Part 1 - slow burn, eventual smut but no smut in Part 1, college AU, student!Gyu, model!Gyu

Jigsaw - threesome smut with Taehyun

Friday Night Bites - smut

Show Me To The World - sub!Beomgyu smut

Taehyun: Edit

Dirty Angel - smut

Do You Really Care? - smut, hard dom!Taehyun, tw:unhealthy relationship

We’ll Always Have Itaewon - threesome smut with Taemin and reader

We'll Always Have Itaewon Part 2 plus playlist

NSFW alphabet

Healing Touch - smut with Huening Kai

Jigsaw - threesome smut with Beomgyu

Huening Kai (Kai): 

NSFW alphabet

Fine Things - smut

Healing Touch - smut with Taehyun

Whole group

Which member would have a threesome with another member and their s/o - headcanon

Bribing TXT with sex for spoilers - scenario

Overstimulation (giving and receiving) - headcanon

Stray Kids

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Monsta X

Whole group:

Sleepy morning sex - wildcards

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Bang Chan

Right In Front Of You - smut

Lee Know (Minho)

Holidays Bite - smut. Trigger warning: stepcest, older brother!Minho x fem!reader

Changbin

Greed - smut drabble

Hyunjin

Drip - smut (Dom!Hyunjin feat Softdom!Felix)

Han (Jisung) - nothing yet...

Felix

Drip - smut (Softdom!Felix with Dom!Hyunjin)

Seungmin

Beautiful - sub!Seungmin smut

I.N (Jeongin)

Fox Sleep - sub!Jeongin smut

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Ateez

Hongjoong

Hot Tub - suggestive/smutty drabble

Seonghwa

Headcanon - How is he in bed? Part 1, Part 2

Hide and Seek (as cameo)

Wooyoung

Hide and Seek (feat Seonghwa)

Whole group

Dom!Ateez - wildcards

Scent play - wildcards

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NCT 127/Way V

Yuta

Rock aesthetic - smut drabble

Ten

Ganachakra - tantric sex and switch dynamics

Whole group/subunits

NCT 127 anal training headcanon

WayV giving oral wildcards

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💞🐺💞swoony boo @bangchanswolfpelt

☀️🌧❄🌬wifey @summerrainwinterbreeze

🥫crow @crowhyun

🍻g @tinysmuttythoughts

💫jageun-byeol @jageun-byeol

Anons:

2nd gen anon, 🙈anon, ✨anon, 🌻anon, r💋

🌨anon, 🗑anon, 🐾anon, strange asks anon, suju anon, 🦖anon

Delicious blog recommendations: @kpopthoughtsandmusings , @tywritesxpop , @chicken-fifi , @ithinkilikeit-reactions , @submissivekpop , @itsallabouthedetails , @bangchanswolfpelt , @xxatinyminionxx , @webangchan , @summerrainwinterbreeze , @sweetiehyuka, @crowhyun , @tmrwxtg , @ballelino , @btssmutgalore , @multifandomfantasies

Miscellaneous section:

Playlists

Gangbang fic rec list

The Slutty Waist Club

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Qpop anything (Kazakhstan pop a.k.a Qazaq pop)

Qpop MV list 1

Qpop MV list 2

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Masterlist - (NSFW 18+)

Multi-chapter:

Better than candy

Ao3 link | Tumblr Masterpost

Shriv Suurgav x F! Reader (Smut)

Summary: There’s something urgent and terrible about this war, how it brings strange bedfellows together from across the galaxy who might not otherwise have met. Shriv Suurgav and you are so unlike each other, it’s not surprising that you've found an unexpected attraction to one another.

He's overworked - he sits alone, or tries to, in his office, or other places throughout the ship. You’ve come to bother him, or better yet, help him find a way to relieve his stress. This “Duros under duress” must relax.

Note: This started out as a one and done, but has turned into a series of "one shots" with a repeat reader who serves to provide Shriv with a "sexual awakening" of sorts, while at the same time helping to boost his self-esteem, at least at first…

One shots:

“Breakfast” in bed

Ao3 link | Tumblr post

Shriv Suurgav x F! Reader (Smut / Bad Dreams / Comfort)

Summary: You awake from a bad dream, but there is a Duros between your legs. When you inquire what he is up to, he says he's having "breakfast in bed."

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7 minutes in Heaven, or “in the cockpit” ( you’re the cock pit )

Ao3 link | Tumblr post

Shriv Suurgav x F! Reader (Smut)

Summary: You're a junior communication’s officer on Dantooine, and your cold-blooded lover pilots an X-wing. You find yourself being sneaky - even rebels need to get laid on occasion.

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His kid.

Ao3 link | Tumblr post

Shriv Suurgav and Zay Versio

Summary: Shriv reflects on his life as a soldier, what it all means, and comes to terms with the fact he's got a kid now.

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Small Victories

Ao3 link | Tumblr post

Shriv Suurgav x F! Reader (Smut)

Summary: Shriv catches you masturbating.

Ficlets (Fem! xreaders / Misc.): Contains smut *

A little Shriv Suurgav fluff - “Be careful!” (wtf!?)

A kiss - Shriv is apprehensive.

R-really? - Shriv finds out he is going to be a dad.

Beach day - A trip to Glee Anselm has Shriv feeling romantic.

Oops - Shriv and a pregnant s/o. *

Love bite - You give Shriv a nibble.

Morning, princess. - Shriv's morning routine with reader.

It Pays To Be Persistent - Shriv resists his innate urges as he passionately kisses you in a supply closest *

Something in my eye - Reader boosts Shriv’s self-confidence and asks him not to be so hard on himself.

Shriv pets a stray kitten - Fluffy cuteness.

Home, sweet home. - Reader cockwarms Shriv (second entry). *

Headcanons:

SFW relationship

NSFW relationship

Shriv’s personality

NSFW Daddy Suurgav

Duros cultural headcanons in relation to marriage / traditions and customs,

Baby Duros Headcanons

Microscales

Nerd levels

Early history

Karabast!

Shriv’s Arsenal and Designation within the Rebel Alliance

Danger Leader

Duro’s orbiting cities / HC for Shriv’s hometown

“That’s what you said about rescuing Han Solo from Jabba’s palace.”

Extras:

Shriv and the New Republic

Shriv Suurgav's SEXY voice.

Yes, Shriv has fangs!

Duros aging

Duros eyes

Planet Duro

The DuroTech Mneffe-class Superluminal (starship)

Art I commissioned! Shriv cleaning his X-wing.

Smart girl.

Zay / Shriv show?! Come on, Disney!

Shadow of the Sith thoughts

Resistance Reborn thoughts / part 2 / part 3 / part 4

Shriv 1st Comic Appearance

Shriv 2nd Comic appearance / appearance 3

Shriv's appearance in Mandalorian season 3 ending credits.

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Star Wars Master List

MAIN MASTER LIST

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*NOTE: READER WILL BE FEMALE UNLESS OTHERWISE NOTED*

OBI WAN KENOBI

Mind If I Join - Smut

I’m Always Proud - Fluff

SFW Alphabet

Broken Without You - Fluff

First Time - Smut

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader Smut Blurb - Smut

Touchstarved!Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader - Fluff

Imagine Tying Up Obi-Wan Kenobi - Smut

Midnight Shenanigans - Fluff

Blue Ain’t Your Color  - Angst

Stay Alive - Angst

Obi-Wan Kenobi Sleep HC

ANAKIN SKYWALKER

SFW Alphabet

Anakin Skywalker x Reader Vol 1 - Smut

It’ll Be Okay - Angst

LUKE SKYWALKER

Jealous Luke Skywalker HC

Luke Skywalker Kissing HC

Marry You - Fluff

HAN SOLO

Jealous Han Solo HC

TouchStarved!Han Solo x Reader - Fluff

Attention - Lime

MISC CHARACTERS / MULTI CHARACTERS

Accidents Happen (Kylo Ren x Reader) - Fluff

Distractions (Padme Amidala x F!Reader) - Fluff

Highschool! Codywan AU

Chubby Girlfriend HC (Anakin and Luke)

How They React to Neck Kisses - Lime

Bad Batch x FireBender!Reader HC

[strwrs]

Here’s my AO3!! I’ll be posting all my writings there from now on. (I deleted all of my fics from Tumblr as of June 7th, 2022.)

I hope you enjoy my stories, and I would love to know what you think, whether you leave a comment on AO3, reply to this masterlist, or send me a dm or an ask (anonymous or otherwise). Even just a smiley face and a heart would make my day.

It’s Cold Outside | AO3

created for @/starwarsfandomfests’ secret santa event (2021)

characters: luke skywalker, leia organa, han solo (with a lil sprinkle of owen lars and beru whitesun)

summary: luke, leia, and han come back to their home after their first-day-of-winter tradition of seeing new york city from the top of the empire state building

warnings/tags: modern au, winter, death mention (brief and not graphic), veeerrryyy light angst (as per the previous tag, but again, it’s brief), platonic fluff, friendly banter, platonic cuddling, found family

word count: 1k

Heavenly | AO3

pairing: obi-wan kenobi x gn!reader

summary: as night falls over tatooine, two lovers sit on the sand and reflect upon their journey

warnings: vague depictions of guilt/low self-esteem, soooooft, fluff, there’s just a LOT of love in this story, it’s very self-indulgent :)

word count: 1k

Soft Here | AO3

pairing: obi-wan kenobi x gn!reader

summary: just some lazy-morning obi-wan fluff

warnings: fluff, waking up together, they smooch...it’s all sfw, too!

word count: 1.2 k

Quiet | AO3

characters: darth vader & f!reader

preview: “Your thoughts are loud.” Darth Vader’s deep, monotone, and mechanical voice echoed around you as its owner turned around, hands behind his back. “Too loud.”

warnings: allusions to force choking (but no one is actually choking), forced inability to think, forced inability to speak, intimidation, taunting

word count: 484

Closer | AO3

pairing: obi-wan kenobi x f!reader

summary: you meet obi-wan on the roof of the jedi temple

warnings: soooooooooooftness omg so soft, playful banter, they smooch, this one is all sfw!

word count: 996

Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop | AO3 — WIP

main pairing: obi-wan kenobi x f!reader

main characters: obi-wan kenobi, f!reader

summary: a sweet, modern coffee shop au

warnings/tags: 🚨18+ only🚨, soft, fluff, light angst, mutual pining, alternate universe, happy ending, sexual tension, sexual desire (no smut)

current word count (as of chapter 2): 4.4k

Made in the A.M. | AO3 — COMPLETED

this story is inspired by this lovely blurb by @zinzinina​

main pairing: obi-wan kenobi x gn!reader

main characters: obi-wan kenobi, gn!reader, mentions of anakin skywalker and other jedi

summary: three intertwining short stories about Obi-Wan and Reader sharing precious talks in the morning... and falling more and more in love.

warnings/tags: soft, fluff, light angst, mutual pining, friends to lovers, eventual romance

word count: 9k

All I Wanted | AO3 — COMPLETED

main pairing: sith!obi-wan kenobi x f!reader

main characters: sith!obi-wan kenobi, f!reader, plo koon, ki adi mundi, anakin skywalker

summary: you're a jedi—trained to radiate light. he's a sith lord—doomed to embrace darkness. you want him, and he wants you...but is it enough?

warnings: 🚨18+ only🚨, alternate universe, enemies to lovers, mutual pining, sexual tension, sexual desire (no smut), canon-typical violence, major character injury, major character death, grief, heavy angst, hurt no comfort, blood, vague depiction of suicidal ideation, use of the word “mutilation” (not graphic. the event is vague and not directly described but has to do with limb amputation), see each chapter for chapter-specific warnings!

word count: 12.6k

Dreams of Peace | AO3 — WIP

main pairing: obi-wan kenobi x f!reader

main characters: obi-wan kenobi, f!reader, anakin skywalker, gui-gon jinn, maul, yoda, padmé amidala, sheev palpatine (derogatory), mace windu, droid!oc, trandoshan!oc

summary: you’re an orphan living on the streets of mos espa, haunted by your past, until a chance encounter with jedi master qui-gon jinn thrusts you into the unknown world of the jedi order. within that world, you find family and purpose, but you also find enemies and war, along with strange dreams and even more peculiar feelings for the man that’s been by your side this whole time. as a galactic war rages, will you have the courage to be vulnerable with those closest to you, to be the jedi you were born to be? or will your fear of loss hold you back?

warnings: angst, slow burn, oblivious pining, mutual pining, major character death, canon-typical violence, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers (will add more as i write if i need to!)

current word count (as of chapter 7): 39k

Luke’s Best Friend | AO3 — COMPLETED

main pairing: luke skywalker & f!reader (platonic)

main characters: luke skywalker, f!reader, force ghost yoda, han solo, lando calrissian, chewbacca, leia organa, tiny child ben solo, grogu

summary: A collection of stories about Luke Skywalker and his best friend, (Y/N), ranging from the Galactic Civil War on. Join them as they experience laughter and hope, mystery and heartbreak, on their lifelong quest to maintain balance in the Force. 

side note: it’s very cheesy <3 it’s the first thing i wrote after 4 years and after really getting into star wars!!!!

warnings: light angst, best friend stuff, revisiting memories, hurt/comfort, canon-typical violence, the cheesiest cheese i have ever written in my entire life

word count: 20.5 k

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okay soft smut prompts #36 with Randy but make it NOT SOFT

Okay you know I don’t remember the prompt but I hope you like what I wrote anyway, sweet pea 🥺

Randy (the intern) Solo x Reader

Word Count: 1,752

Warnings: female reader, nsfw, PIV sex, oral f receiving, knife play, blood kink, cutting (not self inflicted), Randy’s a lil insecure

Randy’s used to his family forgetting his birthday. Especially with everything else going on this time of the year. He’s used to Christmas being the big shadow hanging over his head and then being slapped with New Years. And two days after the Solo’s spent Christmas Day at Han and Leia’s, on December 27th, Randy’s turning a whopping forty.

He’s on the annual holiday shutdown at Starkiller and sleeps in on each day of the shutdown. Especially on his birthday. Randy doesn’t make a big deal when he wakes up and rolls out of bed. It’s an uneventful start to the morning— as it always is. He pulls his beanie on and ties his sweatpants up as he moves around the room to gather his things for the morning. He notices you’re not in the room at this point and he’s yawning as he steps into the living room. “Babe?” He calls out, voice laced with sleep.

But you don’t reply. Randy sees the aftermath of Christmas as he looks around the room and he walks to the kitchen to fill Lorelei’s food bowl. He rubs his eyes as he opens the refrigerator door, thinking about grabbing one of the beers Ben had left the evening before but bypasses for a bottle of water. And he settles down onto the couch and flips the tv on, watching whatever hockey game he could get to play. And he sits, sipping his water on his empty stomach and hums as he watches the snow fall out of the window. He thinks about texting you, seeing where you’re at. But he’s really just not feeling it. Sure his family forgets the day every year, but you never had before.

And Randy smiles as he watches you walk into the apartment, your coat covered in snow and little flakes sticking to your hair. You smile at him, holding your paper grocery bags. “Hi, my love.” You say softly, kicking your shoes off and you stop by the couch for a quick kiss before setting the groceries onto the counter. “How’s your day been?”

“It’s been okay.” Randy smiles as he turns on the couch, arm on the back as he twists. He’s a little sore in the shoulder— it always gets this way when the weather gets colder. “Where’d you go that early?”

“The grocery store.” You shrug as you tug off your coat and hang it onto the hook. “Just had a few things to pick up.” You say softly, “shoulder hurt?”

“I’m fine.” He says softly, finishing off the bottle of water as he watches you pull things from the grocery bag. He’s counting the ingredients in his head and his eyebrows knit together in confusion. “What are you making?”

“Oh it’s nothing.” You smile softly as Randy watches you flit around the kitchen baking quietly. When you place the pan into the stove and set the timer, you grin. “Let’s go fix up your shoulder. Yes?” You ask as you help him up. The skin is dark red as you help him up— each skim over of his chest is better than the next as you lead him to your bedroom. He lies on his stomach on the bed and then shakes his head.

“I’m fine, princess. I swear.” He says softly.

“I can tell when it’s bothering you.” You counter as you rub numbing cream deep into his skin, tracing his surgery scars for a few moments. “Happy birthday, my sweet man.” You whisper and kiss his temple gently. His eyes open when he feels the cream working deep into his muscles and he smiles at you lovingly. “Thought I forgot, huh?” You're tugging that beanie off his head and running your fingers through his hair. Randy’s cheeks just heat up. “We can decorate your cake together and do whatever you’d like afterwards.”

And you and Randy laugh and smile and share little kisses as you decorate a shitty vegan homemade cake. You both love it more than anything and Randy is so fucking happy to be turning forty. You cut each of you a slice and you settle into the couch to watch another Christmas movie, humming as Randy rubs your hip a bit. He’s got a bit of dried frosting on his chest and you’re smiling as you sit up about halfway through the film. “I have something for you.” You say as you start digging underneath the Christmas tree for a long slim box.

Randy’s chuckling quietly. “You didn’t have to get me anything, princess. I’m forty, not twelve.” He teases as he sits up as well. You’re sitting in front of him. The box is wrapped in a matte red wrapping paper with a black ribbon tied around it in a bow. The card says, to my love. Randy shakes his head, the prettiest smile on his face as he unties the ribbon. “You didn’t need to get me anything, sweetheart… really.” he says to you as he tears the wrapping paper and opens the box. And there sits on some tissue paper is a dagger cast in a faux leather with metal point sheath, the same faux leather wrapped around the hilt. He’s got a lump stuck in his throat.

You’re biting your lip as he pulls it out of the box, no doubt thinking of all of the things he can do with it, and he unsheathes off quietly— looking at the Randall, My Love engraving down the blade. “Do you like it?” You ask him quietly. He looks up to meet your eyes and smiles softly.

“I do.” He says softly as he holds the hilt in his hand. It’s a new feeling. One he hasn’t gotten to do in a while, almost two years, in line with his therapy. This is a treat he only gets every once in a while.

“Do you wanna use it?” You ask softly, your hand settling onto his thigh. “I trust you.”

And that makes him hot inside, swallowing everything he can. His mouth feels dry as he nods. You start to unbutton the flannel you were wearing— it was Randy’s Christmas flannel— as you stand up, holding your hands out for Randy’s. “Princess…”

“I trust you, Randy. I’m okay with this.” His hands are sweating as you take them, leading him into your bedroom. And you’re pulling him in for a gentle kiss as you untie the sweatpants tied around his waist. “I want you to be okay with this.”

“I am okay with this.” He says quietly, hand still clutching the dagger you’d so gracefully selected for him. He’s smiling down at you as you slide those pants down his legs, humming as each inch of his body is revealed to you. His cock is filling, long and hard and bobbing up between his legs. Your mouth is watering as he’s holding the dagger awkwardly. He hasn’t done this in so long. “Lay down?” He asks softly as you tug the shirt off of your shoulders and toss it to the ground. Your leggings are quickly shed and he’s settling between your legs, rolling the dagger in his hand for a moment.

You’re watching as his eyes rake over your chest and stomach. His gaze settles on the scar at the bottom of your tummy and he sucks in a breath. He doesn’t want to ever do that again. And he’s hesitant to press the tip of the blade against your hip. “It’s okay.” He hears you whisper and that brings a smile to his face as he presses down, cutting into your skin just as gentle as he was the first time.

And you make sure you give him a happy little sigh, make sure he knows you’re enjoying this. To help him get his confidence back. And he smiles as he moves the dagger down from the top of your hip to where it dips below your waistline— careful not to be too rough with you. He grazes over your scar but it doesn’t hurt. You’re smiling, reaching down to rub his thighs as he watches each red pearl bubble up to the surface. And he’s pushing your legs up a bit, setting the dagger next to your body as he dips down to attach his mouth to your clit. You’re biting down on your lip as Randy closes his eyes, his fingers are sliding through the blood on your hip and it’s getting on his face. He’s intent at licking every one of your folds and pressing a finger on the opposite hand onto you.

And you gather just enough of your wits to grab that dagger yourself, pressing the tip of the blade against his cheek. And he’s opening his eyes to look up at you. And you can tell just how into it he is when you winks at you. And you’re dragging that blade across his cheek just enough to cut the surface of his own skin. And that’s enough for him to move over you, hooking your legs above his hips. “Hold it up here.” He says softly and taps on his chest gently, as you place the blade just where he shows you. And he’s gently guiding his cock into you. Each thrust of his hips is causing the blade to cut into his chest little by little. And his blood is dripping onto your hand and chest. And you can hardly keep your grip on the handle with how deep Randy’s cock is in you. “I love you.” He’s mumbling as his hips move faster. “Make me so fucking happy.” He’s gripping your hips and you can feel his rhythm stuttering. He’s not going to last much longer.

And one of his hands comes down to rub harsh circles against your clit and you’re jerking that knife away as your back arches and you’re clenching around his cock. And he’s cumming deep inside of you with a huff. He’s breathing into your shoulder, the blood on his cheek smearing against your skin. “Randy, baby.” You’re breathing heavy as you brush his hair back. “How’s it feel to be forty?” You tease.

“Fucking great.” He mumbles, rolling over and wipes his cheek on the back of his arm. “You got me pretty good.” He chuckles and heads into the bathroom to dampen a washcloth and grab the neosporin and band aids. And when he comes back, he settles between your legs and wipes you down with a smile.

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