#hot & wet pt3

[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

Nokto Klein - The More You Hide

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

Fairy x Reader PT2

PT1

PT3

warning: somno, dubcon to consensual, size difference, aphrodisiac, tentacles(?)(vines😩)

Your little fairy friend became more enamored with you as time went on. Every night he came into your home and fucked your soft, plump lips.

And recently, he had gotten brave. Tonight he flew to the middle of the bed, standing over your lower belly and peeking down at your panties.

He had been waiting for a night hot enough for you to sleep in your underwear since the blanket was too heavy to lift.

He reached out his hand and felt your damp panties, his wings fluttering in excitement as he pressed down, biting his lip when his hand met your clit.

He could tell it was your clit when your hips bucked slightly, causing him to be tossed in the air before landing on your chubby belly.

The fairy shook off the fall before returning to his task, this time sticking out his tongue to get a taste of your pussy for the first time.

Licking the damp fabric made his wings twitch, his cock rising to attention from your taste alone.

How could he go back to being a good little fairy when you were so tempting?

For the first time he, he was finally able to pull back the fabric off your pussy, revealing it to him.

It was so pretty, smelling so sweet and when he touched it, the fairy noticed how soft and wet you were.

He chittered in excitement, some of his fairy dust landing on your cunt, causing you to whimper softly in your sleep.

The fairy purred, positioning his pretty little cock at your entrance, trying so hard to fuck you. It frustrated him, not being able to fill you up and make you cry out in pleasure.

As he focused on fucking you, the opening of your eyes and shifting of you upper body went unnoticed by the little fae.

He out a squeak, his wings flapping in distress as he was picked up by his tunic, held in the air. The fairy’s face turned beet red when he spotted your sleepy face looking at him.

It looked like he had been caught.

“So you’re the one that’s been giving me wet dreams every night…”

His face turned red, and a little jingle could be heard as he shook his head and held up his hands to try and act innocent.

“Don’t lie, I caught you, you little-“

You lifted his tunic, causing him to squeak and squirm, his cock still hard and at attention.

“Here’s the proof, you’re covered in my cum…”

He whimpered when you brought him closer to your face, his pointed ears twitching as he pouted apologetically. He reached out his hand to touch your nose, hoping you wouldn’t be too angry with him.

“You should have just introduced yourself. Hmph, better than leaving me all wet and needy every night.”

The fairy nearly yelped when you poked out your tongue, touching it to his tip. “Ahh… it’s really sweet…”

He held onto your chubby cheeks as your tongue twirled around his leaking cock, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head.

His little hips bucked and his wings fluttered pathetically while you looked into his eyes.

You teased the poor thing, giving his flat tummy kisses and toying with his cock until he was crying and begging you through tears to give him a break. Once he had cum all he could, you sat him down on your breasts, watching as he panted and buried his head into your cleavage.

“There, is that what you wanted, little fairy?” the feeling of your finger petting his head made him coo and reach out to pull your hand closer.

The fairy was completely attached to you now, wrapping his legs around your hand and clinging to you desperately.

In the following months you and the fairy grew closer, and he was eventually able to communicate his name. It was Fern, and the fairy seemed very adamant that you know his name.

“Fern, are you coming in for lunch?”

You always called out to him through the window by the garden, and he always came flying in, hovering in front of your face and planting a kiss on your lips before settling on your shoulder to accompany you wherever you went.

Fern kept your garden alive, making sure your vegetables grew large and your fruit stayed fresh and sweet. He always came when he heard you…

But today, he hadn’t answered when you called.

You donned your coat and stepped into your shoes before walking out into the forest, calling his name ever so often.

Through rumors you had heard trolls and evil spirits lived in the forest, but before you met Fern you haven’t believed in such things. Now that you knew fairies existed, was it that much of a stretch to say evil creatures existed as well?

It made you worry that something had hurt or captured him! He had told you a few things about his people, communicating through writing. Although you knew he could take care of himself and knew the ways of the forest far better than you did, you still wanted to find him as quickly as possible.

“Fern? Are you here?”

A rustling noise to your left made you jump, and before you could reach you were being lifted up and carried away by a humanoid figure. A scream left your throat, but your mouth was quickly covered, a familiar scent making you pause.

“Shh, shh, my love. It’s just me.”

You blinked rapidly, looking up to see… Fern!?

He was nearly six feet tall now, his glimmering wings shining as he ran through the forest. The sound of trees being crushed and stomped on had gone unnoticed by you until now.

You were being chased!

“Ahh, I hadn’t expected them to be that angry…” Fern said, holding you to his chest as his wings began to flap. You caught sight of a few trolls charging towards you, their mossy, rock like bodies making easy work of the trees around them.

“Hold on tight, dear. We’ll leave for a bit until they calm down…”

He launched into the sky, his face nuzzling you softly to keep you calm as the two of you flew away just before the trolls could reach you.

“W-what did you do to make them so angry with you!?” you yelled over the wind as he dipped closer to the ground, landing in a field of flowers.

“Stole a growth potion.”

“WHAT!?”

He smiled, peppering kisses on your neck. “I had to… can’t you understand how unbearable it is being unable to properly mate with my lover?”

He set you down on a bed of flowers, and their vines tickled your body, wrapping around your legs and pulling at your underwear. “Now that my body is bigger, my control over nature is much stronger…”

The vines pulled your legs apart, keeping them spread open so he could watch the vines rub against your clit.

“F-Fern…”

Noticing your flustered expression, Fern purred in satisfaction, his wings fluttering as he lined up his cock with your tight hole, pressing on it. “Tight… might have to stretch you out…”

He pulled back, and the vines slowly pushed into your warm cunt, stretching and growing inside of you. You cried out in pleasure, whimpering while he rubbed circles into your clit.

Something was pumped into your body, making your mind grow hazy and your body hot. All that was on your mind was getting fucked stupid by these vines, taking them into your holes like a good girl…

One entered your ass, pumping in and out as it lubricated you with the aphrodisiac it produced. It was enough to have you drooling and clinging to your lover, unable to do anything but babble and beg for more.

“You can’t comprehend how badly I’ve wanted this… how much I need you…”

The feeling of his soft, lithe fingers grabbing your fat was overpowered by the vines pulling out, making you whine needily. “P-Please, fern…”

One look at your hazy eyes had his cock drooling with need.

“Shh, shh, love… I’ll fill you back up, don’t you worry…”

He cooed, his shimmering wings flapping uncontrollably as he finally pushed his cock into you, his entire body shaking. “Oh gods, oh my love..”

It was better than he could have ever imagined. You were so warm and tight, and looking down as your fat pussy swallowed his cock was enough to have him flushing red.

You looked so good, fucked out of your mind and holding onto him like a lifeline. It made home feel like a proper mate to have you in this state, dependent on him for pleasure.

“That’s it, darling, my precious flower… cum for me again, just like that…”

He pressed against your cervix, biting down on your neck. You would have never thought he was capable of this, dominating you in such a primal way.

The tables had really turned…

But he was still the sweet fairy you had come to love, burying his face into your neck and letting out the prettiest of moans, tears of pleasure pooling down his cheeks…

It was nearly nightfall when the effects of the aphrodisiac finally wore off, leaving you exhausted and a bit sore. Fern seemed tired too, but he quickly scooped you up, flying back home with you.

“I don’t have much time left before the potion wears off… and I want to spend all of the remaining time holding you…”

He settled down on the bed with you, gently brushing back your hair and kissing your forehead. It felt so good, getting to hold your plump form on his lap and grab fistfuls of your fat with his hands. Fern had wanted this for so long, yearned to touch and feel your warmth with the body of a man.

“Fern… you know I love you no matter what form you take, right?”

You caressed his cheek, leaning forward to muzzle him softly. He sighed and pulled you closer so he could rest his chin on your head.

“I know… that doesn’t mean the knowledge of being too small to give you what you need doesn’t hurt any less…”

The two of you stayed like that, curling up together in bed, too exhausted to stay sitting up.

“… I enjoyed today, Fern…”

He blushed when you kissed his cheek, your body pressed against his. “I did too… more than you could ever know.”

“We should do it again sometime…”

The two of you held hands, his eyes softening as his wings fluttered gently. “… yes…”

He couldn’t help but look at your chubby belly, knowing he’d bred you so full of his seed that it was slightly distended.

Fern began to think of ways he could make the potion more… permanent. Now that he had a taste of life as a human… he wanted more.

When you woke up the next morning, Fern was sitting on your pillow, his form returned back to that of a fairy. All you could do was hold him close, kissing the top of his head to comfort him as his wings drooped.

He wanted you… and he’d find a way to be with you…

part 3?

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[f1smutwriter]

Can you please write a smut about Charles that reader is a virgin and their first night is very hot (like very hot🥵) but Charles make it comfortable for reader. And Charles is madly in love with reader that he thinks she is love of his life ❤️

|𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 (𝐜𝐥𝟏𝟔)

Experienced!Charles x Virgin!Reader

Pt2, Pt3

Summary: He wanted to make your first time special. So he taught you the basics, or that’s what you thought it was.

Warnings: SMUT! Innocence kink, extreme corruption kink, fingering, oral (fem rec), breast play, dirty talk, unprotected sex (Big no no), praise, degrading, squirting, begging kink, pet names (Mon cœur, little bunny, princess, baby, etc), like way more that I don’t remember.

Notes: for the person who requested sorry this took literal years. This is probably one of my favorite fics. But anyways, Hope you enjoy!!

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I wasn’t one of those people who were craving for sex. I was okay being a virgin at first, but then I hit my twenties and it became a problem. I had a hot boyfriend and people thought we were going at it like bunny’s all the time. But Charles was actually extremely supportive about my choice. Til one day I couldn’t take it anymore.

I’m sitting on the couch while watching tv cuddling myself waiting for Charles. I hear the jingle of his keys making me get up and rush to him. The second he came in he sees me charging at him making him smile as he picks me up. “Well hello to you too Mon cœur” he smiled as he kissed my head as I scrunched up my nose making him smile. “So what have you been doing while I was out” he asked me softly dragging me to sit in his lap. “Nothing watching tv” I whispered as he started kissing my neck like he normal does making me whimper.

“Aww, did I make my little bunny nervous” he smirked nibbling at my sweet-spot. "Baby stop it" I whined in his neck making him chuckle a bite making him smile. "I'm sorry baby" He smiled thinking I was getting uncomfortable so he rubbed by back. "What were you watching" He asked softly as he rubbed my back watching the movie I was watching. "Some type of dark romance movie it's honestly crazy" I say cuddling into his side while we watch the movie.

As we watch the movie we see a scene where the two main characters starting kissing and it gets heated. I suddenly feel a rush of heat between my legs, making me squeeze my thighs shut as hard as I can to relieve the feeling. “You okay baby” Charles asked with a smirk, knowing exactly what was going on. “Yeah I’m fine love don’t worry about me” I whispered squeezing my thighs more and I feel his hand go on one of them. I feel him drag his hand up and down my leg feeling shivers down my back.

I subconsciously opened spread my legs so he could touch me where I craved the most. He slowly touched my inner thigh so close to my wet core making me let out small whimpers as he goes. He slips his hand in my tiny pajama shorts making me whimper softly. His fingers gazed my clothed cunt letting out a breathy moan. “Do you want it Mon cœur” he whispered in my ear before kissing my neck softly.

“P-please” I cried out wanting him to do more to me. As I said that his fingers started rubbing soft circles on my clit making me moan out and buck my hips from the feign pleasure. “Sshh let it happen” he chuckled as rubbed my clit faster before checking how wet I was. Once he felt I was soaking he groaned, slipping a fingering in me making me moan louder. I grab his wrist to tell him to stop moving them, I let out a shaky breath as he continued to rub my clit with his thumb.

He picks me up and walks to the bedroom. “Your first time is most certainly not gonna be on the couch” he smiled as he threw me on the bed making me giggle out loud. “Gonna let me take this off” he asked me pulling on my pajama shorts making me nod softly. He pulled them down my legs along with my panties making me shiver slightly. “Fuck I can’t wait to taste you” he smirked at me feeling wide eyed at his comment. “What did you really think I wasn’t gonna taste this pretty pussy” he chuckled looking at my face amused as he rubbed my thighs.

“I-I don’t know” I whispered blushing bright cherry red making him laugh at me a bit. “Don’t worry gonna make you feel so good baby you’re not gonna walk for a week” he smiled as he went back to kissing me gently like I was the most fragile thing on planet earth. “Charles you don’t have to be gentle. I want it to be good for you too” I mumbled softly making him smile at my response to his kiss. “Don’t think you’d want that, I can be really rough and I don’t want to hurt you” he smiled softly as he rubbed my face his his thumb making my head lean closer to his hand.

I kiss him wrapping my arms around his neck as we kiss. He holds my waist as we make out, him slipping his tongue in my mouth gently making me gasp against his lips. He breaks the kiss to start kissing my neck slowly taking off his my shirt. “I love when your in my clothes like they were made for you” he whispered in my ear before going back to kissing my neck, sucking on my sweet-spot.

He goes down and sucks on my nipple, while rubbing the other one feeling my back arch off the bed and whimpers spilling out of my mouth. He kisses down my stomach and pecked the very top of my cunt making my thighs close together. “Leave them open” he growled as he spread my legs roughly making me gasp at his roughness. His fingers run through my soaking fold. He leaned down and started eating me out savoring my juices like he’s been dying for it.

He sucked on my clit making me gasp loudly and closing my thighs around his head. I feel him chuckled against my cunt, grabbing his hair to push his face and tongue deeper into my pussy. “Fuck this pussy taste so sweet. So mean for keeping it from me” he groaned against me feeling my legs shake from the pleasure. “I’m gonna eat you out all the time, when your asleep when your awake, when your showering” he mumbled as he wrapped his arms around my thighs to dig his face deeper into me.

“B-baby feel s-something in m-my stomach” I cried out making him chuckle. “That’s called an orgasm let it go cum all over my tongue let me taste how sweet you really are” he whispered sticking his tongue in my tight hole making a scream rip out of my throat. My thighs start shaking around his head as I cum all over his tongue tugging his hair for dear life. I swear that I almost black out from that intense moment. “How was that baby” he chuckled rubbing my face with his hands. “G-good” I stuttered out still feeling like I’m on cloud nine. “Want it rough Charles please” I begged him wanting him to take me rough to feel the whole experience. “You sure don’t want to hurt you” he asked making me nod frantically.

“Hands and knees ass in the air” he said quickly making me obey him in an instant. “Fuck can’t wait to stick my cock into your tight pussy. Gonna squeeze me so good” he said as reached over to grab a condom. “No don’t want it. Wanna feel you” I say making him grin grow even bigger. “Oh my dirty girl wants it raw, want me to fuck a baby into you. Well don’t worry I will” he said putting his hand under my mouth. “Spit don’t want you to get hurt” he demanded feeling myself spit in his hand. I see him in the mirror rubbing my saliva on his hard cock, he looked up and saw me staring at him in the mirror. He winked at me through it as his cock runs through my sensitive fold. He slowly slips in me groaning in pure pleasure as I groan from the burning stretch he gave me.

Tears running down my face making him laugh softly. “Is it too big for you” he smirked making him lay me on my back to see my every expression. He start thrusting in and out slowly making sure to not hurt me. As I get used to the feeling I start clenching around him from the pure pleasure. “F-fa-faster please faster baby” I cried out making him grab my hips and pound in and out of me. I feel my eyes roll at the back of my head feeling him hit that one spot deep inside I just found out about. “You look so good on my cock” he smiled before adding “I can’t wait to teach you how to ride me, just wait Mon cœur we’re not having no vanilla sex just you wait” He grin making me clench around his throbbing cock.

He sucked my nipple before he put his thumb in my aching clit making me gasp out loudly. He started rubbing it fast feeling my air leave my lungs in an instant. “Yeah there’s my good girl, so desperate and eager to be my little cock whore” He growled pounding harder and harder feeling my nails drag along his back hearing him growl in my ear. “Gosh baby don’t worry I’m gonna fill you up all the time to a point when your not full your gonna feel it still” He smirked making me scream out being so close over the edge. “Wanna cum huh baby” he smiled making me babbled nonsense. “Y-yes” I whined as he licked and sucked my neck marking me. “Cum baby, wanna feel you cum on my cock” he grumbled making my vision go black as I have the most mind blowing orgasm ever.

I feel liquid come out of me, trying to stop it but doesn’t work. I look at him in pure embarrassment as he smirks at me. He moves my hips chasing his orgasm, overstimulating me a bit. As he cums with a loud groan feeling the liquid come out of me again. He palms my clit fast moving side to side at an inhuman pace making the liquid come out in large amounts. “N-no more no more” I cried out begging him to stop from the pure sensitivity. He smiled as he licked up my abused pussy clean. “What the heck was that” I asked him hiding my face in his neck. “That was you squirting and Mon cœur I’m gonna make you do it all the time your gonna have none left in you” He smirked as he rubbed my hair softly out of my face.

“Thank you baby” I whispered in his neck rubbing his back a bit. “Thank you for what Joli” He smiled softly scratching my head. “Taking my virginity the best way possible” I grinned softly making him burst out laughing. “You are one of a kind Y/n L/n” He smiled kissing my head before we fall fast asleep in each others arms.

I know I said I didn’t crave it. But when you have a hot boyfriend who knows what he’s doing, you want it 24/7.

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Notes: this was the story I thought I posted to someone but turns out my system was being dumb and it was in my queue. Kinda awkward anyways I hope you guys like it am I’m posting more soon so give me more requests please I’m begging 🙏. HOPE YOU ENJOYED

[aemondapologistfrfr]

The Family Disappointments - Pt3

modern!aegon x fem!reader 

Part 1 Part 2

Summary: When leaving for your date you two run into an unexpected guest. The day that Aegon has planned for you exceeds your expectations. 

Warnings: 18+ swearing, drinking, oral(m receiving), p in v, unprotected, car/public sex, mans is needy fr

Authors Note: n e ways my feelings for this man are ridiculous and it’s hard for me to stay silent 🧍🏼‍♀️ 

Word Count: 3.2k

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I wake up trying to push the covers off of me when I realize it’s just Aegon curled on one side of me and Sunfyre on the other. I run my fingers over both of their heads and they slowly start to stir. Sunfyre stretches and hops off the bed and Aegon just pulls me in closer. I chuckle trying to squirm out of his embrace but he just tightens his grip. 

“I’m hot,” I whine trying to wiggle out. 

“You are.” he mumbles into my chest taking my words a different way. I sigh slowly attempting to turn us over. Once he’s beneath me I breathe out relieved of the cool air against my back. 

“We should get up anyways.” he groans pulling me off of him and I roll my eyes at the work I just exuded turning him when he was just going to get up. “We have a full day, I’m gunna change.” 

I stretch out in the bed and watch him as he walks to his closet. He slides on a pair of well fitting black trousers that rest low on his hips. He looks so devastatingly handsome even in this state. Fuck, I’m down bad. He grabs a black button up and I lay back in the bed and admire him. 

“Get dressed.” he smirks to me as he starts to slide on a couple rings. 

“Aegon,” my voice wrecked as I look him over. 

“No, we have a date.” he turns back to the closet and throws me my black dress. 

I sigh standing with the dress gripped in my hand. I slip it on not caring to put anything on underneath. He dips down and picks out a pair of heels for me and leads me back to sit on the bed. He kneels before me slipping them on and places small kisses up my leg. I run my fingers through his hair slightly tousling it before I rise and pull him up with me. 

“Where to?” I smile as he places a kiss on my lips. 

“The garage.” he kisses my nose before pulling me out of his room. We begin to walk to the elevator when I hear a familiar voice. 

“Mother?” I furrow my brows at my mother who’s sitting across from Alicent. 

“Don’t you two look darling.” Alicent coos standing up along with my mother. 

“Where are you two going?” my mother offers Aegon a smile. 

“It’s a surprise.” Aegon turns and smiles at me. 

“What are you doing here?” I look to my mother confused. 

“Once I figured out who you were spending so much time with I decided it would be best if got to know his mother. We seemed to just be one person short of being in the same network.” she turns and smiles to Alicent. Of course they would get along. 

“Well, we have to go.” I smile turning and Aegon is on the same page already pulling me towards the elevator. 

“Wait,” Alicent calls out. 

“We’re late!” Aegon tosses out as the elevator doors shut. 

“That was fucking weird.” I turn to Aegon with a furrowed brow.

“None of our business today.” he shakes his head. “Today is about us.” he smiles kissing me lazily. 

The elevator doors open and we wait for his car to be brought. He opens the door for me and slips in the drivers seat and he has us in traffic in moments. His hand on my thigh sends shivers through me as his cold rings press into my skin. My fingers trace against his as he squeezes my thigh smiling at me. 

“You look amazing today.” I turn licking my lips. 

“Thank you, my love.” he hums as he glances at me. 

“I’m literally wet looking at you.” I watch his throat bob. 

“We’re almost to our first stop.” he tells himself more than me as I see his white knuckles on the wheel. “And we do have a time to meet.” he turns to me with pink cheeks. 

“Gods when you blush Aegon,” I giggle shaking my head. 

“Stop,” his cheeks get even more red as he turns his full focus on the road. He pulls us into the parking lot of the domed gardens and I immediately sit up looking up at them. “Have you been here?” he hums as he parks the car. 

“I haven’t since I was young.” I shake my head. 

“Well we’re having breakfast here, although I think they’ll consider it lunch.” he chuckles getting out of the car. He opens my door and offers me his hand which I accept with a smile.  

“We can still call it breakfast.” I smile leaning into him. 

He opens the door and the hostess immediately brings us to a secluded table. Servers bustle around the table pouring two chutes of sparkling wine and leaving the bottle on ice. They place fresh pastries and croissants in front of us and take their leave. I sip my wine and turn to Aegon. 

“Do you like it so far?” he nibbles his lip nervously. 

“Very much, I didn’t expect this.” I look around at the vines around us and the gardens on the other side of the glass. 

We pick at our pastries and sip our wine silently admiring one another. After we finish the bottle we rise giggling and he pulls me to him and we start to stroll through the gardens. We stop and take pictures with big smiles and red cheeks as we make it into the next dome. We spend the next hour leisurely walking and stealing kisses from one another letting the wine wear off. 

“Come we have another place to go.” he helps me into the car and has us back on the streets quickly. 

I watch the city pass by his car and scold the butterflies in my stomach at the thought of the man next to me. I turn towards him and drink in his features. He starts to pull us into an underground parking garage and he twines our fingers as we make our way to the elevator. When the doors slide open I smile seeing the art gallery. 

“You like art?” I turn to him and smile. 

“I like you.” my cheeks heat at his words. 

“I’d do a lot of things to you if we weren’t in public for saying that.” I whisper into his ear and he chuckles kissing my cheek leading me deeper into the gallery. 

We walk around with our arms linked looking over the different tapestries and paintings. We whisper to each other about pieces we enjoy or joke that we could paint something like that after a night out. Walking around with him feels so comfortable and natural. We finish in the last exhibit and begin to make our way back to the garage. 

“Well I overestimated how long we would be there so we have some time before dinner.” he looks over to me from the drivers side. “What do you wanna do?” 

“Push your seat back.” his eyes darken as he slides back. I lean over and start to undo his belt and he starts on his button and zipper and has himself freed in seconds. I lean down and encase him in my lips. He groans and I feel his hand start to bunch up my dress trying to find my wetness. I hum around him as his fingers dig into my ass. 

“Ride me.” he pulls me off of him by my hair and I groan as I sit up. 

I cross over the console and straddle him. I slide down on him and we both let out whimpers. I grind back down on him and rest my head on his shoulder. His hands grip my hips as he moves me up and down. I lean back and capture his lips as we find our release together. I slide off of him as we both try to catch our breath as we settle into our seats once more. 

“You are fucking perfect.” he turns to me and places a kiss on my cheek before shifting the car into drive and getting us back on the road. As he pulls up to one of my all time favorite restaurants I turn to him with a wide smile. 

“They carry our wine here.” I turn to him before he gets out to open my door. He hands the keys to the valet and walks me into the restaurant. I moan as I take in the exquisite smells as we’re pushed back to a private table. Servers are pouring glasses of water and wine before my chair is even pushed in. They leave bread on the table and leave us. 

“What’s wrong?” I hum grabbing his hand to stop him from picking his nails. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever taken anyone out on a proper date before and I don’t want to fuck it up.” he nibbles his lip. 

“You’ve been nothing short of perfect today, Aegon.” I reassure him with a smile. 

“You’re not just saying that cause I made you come?” I stifle my giggle at his words because I know he’s genuinely worried that I’m not enjoying this date for whatever reason. 

“I expected you to make me come but what I didn’t expect was the breakfast in the gardens followed by trailing around an art gallery. Then you taking me to my favorite restaurant that carries our wine.” I still can’t believe he planned all of this. “Aegon this might be the most perfect date.” I raise my glass to him and smile taking in his tinted cheeks. 

“I still have more planned after this.” he softly clinks his glass against mine. 

“I cannot wait to see what you have us do next.” I sip my wine leaning back to admire him. Dinner is filled with heated looks and whispered promises of what’s to come when we go home later. Servers bring out different courses all while making sure our glasses never empty. He hands the waitress his card and we’re walking out the front door moments later. As he takes us through the streets I chuckle as he pulls into his garage. 

“Was your plan just to take me home?” I turn to him. 

“We’re not going home home.” he smiles getting out and pulling me with him to the elevator. “We’re going up.” he smiles as we begin our ascent to the roof. 

“More wine?” I smile pulling him over to me so so can kiss his neck. 

“Anything you want, my pretty girl.” I hum at his words. 

“I wanna call you that,” I pull back. “My pretty boy.” I kiss all over his face as he laughs holding me tightly. We step out into the night air and I smile looking up at the stars. 

“Where is everyone?” I tilt my head confused. 

“I sent them home. This is ours for the rest of the night.” he smiles tugging me over to the bar. 

“What will you have?” he smiles as he steps behind the bar. 

“Strongest shot you have, make it two.” I smile watching him reach for the top shelf. 

“What’s a beautiful girl like you doing here all alone?” his eyes flash to mine playfully setting two glasses down in front of me. 

“I’m looking for someone.” I push one of the glasses back over to him. 

“Describe this someone to me and I’ll see if I can help you.” he licks his lips before downing the shot with me. 

“Oh he’s terribly handsome,” I sigh shaking my head. “Longer hair, tragically beautiful eyes,” I trail off looking to his red cheeks. 

“I don’t think I’ve seen anyone like that.” he fills up our glasses again. 

“Maybe you’ve heard of him? I think his name is Aegon and fucks as if it’s the last time.” I take the shot. “Gods when he’s between my thighs,” I let out a small moan and he’s coming around the bar instantly. 

“What about me between your thighs?” his hand trails up my legs pulling my dress up.

“I’ve never come harder in my life.” I sigh as his fingers trail against my slit. “Aegon,” I gasp as he captures my lips. 

“Let’s go have some wine.” he chuckles removing his hands from me. I pout and he tugs me to the center of the roof and I see lights and candles lit all around with blankets thrown everywhere. There’s two glasses and a couple bottles of our wine spread out with finger foods. 

“Are you kidding?” my voice hushed as I look around. 

“Do you not like it?” he turns to me with worry painted across his face. 

“No I love it.” I shake my head at a loss. I pull him into me and kiss him feverishly. I feel him relax and melt into me. “Fuck the wine.” I mumble against his lips as I palm him over his pants. 

He groans into my mouth and starts to unbuckle his belt. The second his zipper is down I’m pushing my hand in. I wrap around his hard length and he jerks his hips into me. He roughly pulls up my dress sliding his fingers through my wetness. I whine as he slips his fingers into me while I trail my thumb over his leaking slit. We’re messes in each other’s arms until we crumble to the blankets below us. 

My dress is bunched up around my waist and his pants are low on his hips allowing his length to spring free. He pushes in and we moan together. I hold onto him tightly as he slowly pumps into me. Every thrust pulls a soft whimper from my lips. His hair tickles my neck as he kisses and whispers into my ear. 

“Never leave me, my pretty girl. Stay with me. Please.” his voice is wrecked as we give each other pleasure. My pleasure pours through me leaving me gasping as I feel him still and fill me while leaving soft whimpers into my neck. We curl into one another breathing deeply while admiring. He sits up and opens both bottles and hands one to me. I sit up drinking from the bottle as he does the same. 

“Did you enjoy the date?” he asks before drinking from the bottle again. 

“Words can’t describe how much I enjoyed today.” I hum letting the sweet wine trickle down my throat. 

“Enough for you to move in with me?” he asks timidly before taking another drink for courage. 

“What about if we moved out.” I tilt my head biting my lip. 

“Like our own place?” he sets the bottle down. 

“Yeah. Me, you, and Sunfyre.” I nod my head smiling. 

“Don’t joke about this.” he his tone serious while his eyes study me. 

“I’m not.” I shake my head. “Let’s find a place, I’m serious.” I scoot towards him. 

“Will you stay with me here until we find a place we like?” he pulls me closer. 

“If you make more room for my clothes, yes.” I reach up and kiss him softly. 

“You don’t think it’s too fast?” he mumbles against my lips before pulling me on top of him. 

“Who cares.” I pull back and kiss down his jaw.  We fall back into the blankets once more molding our bodies as one. Once the breeze starts to become too much we take our wine and head back to his floor. We stumble into his room in a fit of giggles. I take my bottle of wine to go gaze out the city windows. I sigh when I finish it and place it on the ground. I feel Aegon come up behind me as he presses me against the windows. 

“Aegon,” I whine as the cool glass seeps through my dress. 

“Hm?” he chuckles pushing my legs open with his. 

I shudder as he pulls my dress off and presses me back against the window. I push back into him as I feel his skin and length pressed into my back. His hands roam over my front fondling my breasts. His rings have even more of a bite than the cold glass in front of me. One of his hands slides down and brushes against my bundle of nerves. 

“Please,” I breathe out chasing his fingers. 

“What do you want, pretty girl?” he kisses across my neck. 

“I wanna come around you.” I plead pushing back into him. I cry out as he slides into me pressing me against the glass. My eyes roll back at the heat he’s pouring into me with the contrast of the coolness on my front. My cheek slides against the glass as whimpers pour from my mouth. 

“I could put you in an art gallery as you are now. Fucking perfect.” his hips roll into mine as his name falls from my mouth. 

I feel my pleasure start to build as I push my hips back into him. His hand travels down my navel and swirls around my bud. My fingers smear down the glass as I reach for anything to hold on to. My nails dig into his arm as my high washes through me. He continues to pump into me as I pulse around him. 

“Fuck you always feel so good.” he grunts into my ear. He pulls out and hauls me over to the bed. He pushes me face down and I giggle as I lift myself out of the blankets. My giggles are replaced with a moan as he pushes into me with his hands digging into my hips. I bury my head into the pillows as I cry out. 

“Let me hear you.” he leans down over me to turn my head while slowly pumping into me. Whimpers pour from my mouth as he snaps his hips into me. He lifts up again and starts a fast pace that has me fisting the blankets. With every grind of his hips my legs threaten to give out. 

“Yes, Aegon,” I cry as my pleasure slams through me. His hips snap into mine once more as I feel warmth spread through me. He collapses on the blankets next to me bringing me into a lazy kiss. 

“We can just stay in bed and fuck all day now.” he mumbles against my lips. 

“We already do that.” I chuckle brushing my nails through his hair. 

“Yeah but it’s different.” his eyes shut as he leans into my touch. 

“Whatever you say, pretty boy.” I kiss him before we cuddle under the covers.

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Part 4

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[nanamisonholiday]

PervyDbf!Gojo pt 2

PervyDbf!Gojo x fem!reader

reader is Geto's daughter

Pt 1 PT3 do enjoy sluts

tw: fingering ;) just pervypervgojo

PervyDbf!Gojo who is fighting every living cell in his body not to act on his temptations, but it is awfully fucking hard when you prance around in your tiny lounge shorts set around your home. Sinful skin on full show when you bend over to pick something up. Or the way you paw at your sleeves as you lazily lean over the counter to steal some of his sweets. He should grab you and show you how fucking much of an oblivious tease you’re being

PervyDbf!Gojo who goes absolutely feral for the size difference between him and yourself. Even seeing other large men tower over you does something to his sick brain. All blood happily and hurriedly rushing down south. The fact you have to look up at him through your fluttery eyelashes everytime you speak to him anyone makes his skin hot and his mind blank. You would get anything you want when you look up at him like that. He’s not ashamed of it at all.

PervyDbf!Gojo who hates sharing your attention. Even a hint of jealousy lingers in his body when you pay no one any mind but your father. It’s gross- he’s your dad of course your a daddys girl. But Gojo can’t help it, the way his nostrils flare when he thinks you’ve spent enough time clinging to your dad than you have with himself- sends him into a mood that he has to check himself on. Forcing a smile with his pearly whites when you finally turn to look at him and usher him over to you. Finally- you’re giving him attention

PervyDbf!Gojo who insists on standing directly behind you on a train ‘f’safety reasons’ ignoring your furrowed brow and lets his large hands hold onto the pole to stay steady. His front bumping into you at nearly every given movement. The crowded train conceals his perverse movements when he subtly ruts his dick into your back. Rock solid by the time you both arrive to your destination with nothing but breathy sighs and a dust of pink on his cheeks to show he was being anything but innocent.

PervyDbf!Gojo who will do everything in his power to NOT dip his fingers under the waistband of your panties under the god damn soft blanket covering You, Nanami, and himself. You’re happily wedged between the two men, leaning towards Nanami as one of your legs is hiked up on Gojos thigh giving him space to happily rest his hand on your inner thigh. Fingers dangerously close to your core, only a thrust of your hips and he would feel the softness of your pussy. He was doing so well

PervyDbf!Gojo who internally screams with glee when your body jolts at a jump scare- thanking anyone and everyone who was watching over him when his fingers ‘accidentally’ poke and prod at your damp panties because of your own movements. It’s your fault really.

PervyDbf!Gojo who smirks to himself at your wide eyes as you clutch onto Nanami, the man unaware of whats goijg on under the blanket. Gojo ignores your looks to slowly test the waters by rubbing the stiff nub under your panties. You feel like screaming with the heat rushing up your neck and cheeks. Face nudging into Nanamis shoulder to hide away from the current pleasure you’re recieving from your dads oldest and bestest friend.

PervyDbf!Gojo who makes eye contact with your dad as he plunges two long thick fingers in your heat. Your dad not even noticing the secretive movement of his bestfriends hand too focussed on whispering some inside joke only Gojo would get. The pair of them laughing and snickering to each other all the while you’re getting fingered under a blanket as your smushed by two of your fathers friends

PervyDbf!Gojo who makes you cum on his fingers- Nanami noticing that familiar shudder of pleasure coming from your body. Only to give Saturo Gojo a death stare once he finally catches on to whats happened. Not Gojo relishing in the jealousy that’s coming off of Kento Nanami. Not that the blonde would admit it.

PervyDbf!Gojo who keeps his hand over your wet cunt during the rest of the movie. Ignoring your attempts to shift his hand away from you. Instead gripping you as a warning to stay still- to which you silently do

PervyDbf!Gojo who debates ruining his life for you- he would. He would lose it all for you. All you had to do was say the words

PervyDbf!Gojo who moans your name when he fucks other women. When he fucks his fists. When he humps the bed. It’s your name leaving past his shaky lips

PervyDbf!Gojo who is jealous of Nanami. The pair of them always in some sort of cockoff whenever you’re in their vicinity. It’s like you trigger the primal and feral need in them as soon as you give one of them more attention than the other. Everyone notices it- even your father at times

PervyDbf!Gojo who is showered in attention and gifts and affection and pleas from other women only for it all to fall on deaf ears as his eyes are only ever focussed on one little miss. His arm being clutched by some desperate woman who’s trying hard- very hard to inpress him with god knows what. Except he doesn’t care, he may entertain it, may indulge with a little flirting or a cheeky kiss. But at the end of the day it’s you he wants. It’s you who’s taking a cute family photo with your parents all dressed up in the outfit and shoes he had bought you. It’s you kissing Nanami’s cheek that he wants. It’s you draping yourself over a ‘pretend to be’ irritated Sukuna that he wants. Its you the boys nearer your age like Megumi and Yuuji fawn over that he wants. It’s you - the forbidden fruit that Saturo Gojo so desperately wants but can’t have.

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[mattsturnioloismylordandsaviour]

BETTER THAN ME? - Chris Sturniolo

summary: you and obsessed!chris are fucking in the back of your boyfriend!matt’ car while the two brothers are in the store

warnings: cheating, almost getting caught, smut iggg

you and chris are in the back seat, making out as your straddled on top of him. matt, your boyfriend, and his brother nick are in the store.

“i missed your lips,” he tells you inbetween kisses. “thanks…” you reply. your left hand moves from the back of him, and onto the warm bulge in his pants. he breathes in a sharp breath, interrupting your kiss. he smirks, his eyes still glued onto you. “can i?” you ask, staring back at him with wide eyes. “mhm.” he replies, biting his bottom lip and staring down at you caressing his hard member. he starts unzipping his camo pants, but you stop him. “chris, you know i want to but matt could turn back any minute…”

“please.” he asks, with the most persuasive eyes, you just couldn’t resist. “mmh, fine.” he smiles, practically ripping the zip open and digging his right hand in his boxers, his left supporting your waist. he holds his massive dick in his hands. “oh, my god…” you didn’t even realise you said it out loud but, he was huge. “what, you like it?” you reply biting your lip, “yeah.” you only had shorts on, so you pull them, along with your black thong, to the side. chris pulls you on top of him, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as he slips his veiny cock inside you. “oh, chris. you’re so big.” he thrusts his hips up and down slowly, his throbbing rod piercing your insides. he just loves the way your wet walls grasp tightly around him, making the car steam up with a mix of your gasps and sensual moans. “you look so perfect, bouncing on my huge dick.”

he compliments you, leaving you blushing and grinning looking into his blue eyes.

“mhmm” you reply, sitting back with chris still deep inside your sensitive pussy. “i want more, mommy” you look up at chris and are met with his needy eyes, slowly humping you hinting at another round. “i want to fill you up, baby.” his eyes full of lust, a grin started to grow on his face as you nodded. you began thrusting your body against his wet shaft, your head leaning back as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. then all of a sudden — your phone lit up, with a text from Matt.

hey babyy ❤️ me and nick are just at checkout, should be out in a couple minutes :)

you and chris come to a stop. picking up your phone, “oh shit!” chris is confused as to why you stopped. “what? what’s wrong?” “matts coming back, like now!” you leaned over to the window, wiping the mist from you and chris’ hot breathes to see matt exiting the store with nick behind him, holding the grocery bag. you hop off of chris, leaving a sticky residue on matts leather seats. there was nothing to wipe it up with, and before you could look around to find an alternative, chris leaned down and licked the seat clean, looking up at you with a grin. “fuck that was hot,” you admitted, sitting back in your seat and buckling in your seatbelt as chris hid his erection inside of his boxers and zipped up his baggy jeans. just then, matt and nick came into the car and threw the bags into the backseat. “hey guys, what happened to the windows?” nick asks, with an inquisitive expression on his face as he turned to the backseat. “oh, nothing i was just coughing a lot.” chris says, saving you from the nonexistent answer you had in your brain. both of the brothers in the front are now distracted by matt reversing out of the parking space, when chris looks over at you with a smirk and a cheeky wink. you are wondering, what will he do next?

HEY GUYS THIS IS SUPER SHORTT IM SO SRRY MY TUMBLR GLITCHED AND I LOST HALF OF THIS AND JUST DONT HAVE THE MOTIVATION TO RECREATE THE WRITING BUTTO KEEP U FROM A PT3 FOR SO LONG BUT P4 IS GONNA BE SOO GOOD AND LONG (pause?!?!!!)

@wannabesturn

[belovedwhore]

pretty boy pt 3

ethan landry x reader

warnings: smut, little bit of plot, oral (m!receiving), lowkey sub ethan

notes: hey y’all here’s pt3, i hope this is better than pt2 and ik it seem like the reader not getting much but trust she gon get hers soon, i already have an idea for it so just stay tuned! also i will be writing other smut for ethan that is separate from this series so stay tuned for that too. thanks for all the love and welcome new followers!!! anyways enough chit chat hope you enjoy!

pt 1 , pt 2 , pt 3 , pt 4 , pt 5 , pt 6

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the morning after. you woke up before ethan just admiring the sleeping boy laid next to you, thinking about last night. something about him got you and he’s all you want. couple minutes after you woke up he began to stir, looking over at you as if you were a dream.

“good morning pretty boy,” you greeted.

“good morning,” he rasped in his morning voice. god if he was gonna sound like that in the mornings we’d be doing something different right now.

“what’d you think of last night,” you asked.

“it was great,” he blushed clearly reliving the events of last night.

“good, would you wanna do it more?”

“oh right now,-” he perked starting to sit up on the bed.

“easy there pretty boy,” you laughed, “i meant generally but i’ll just be taking that as a yes.”

“ohhh ok yea, definitely a yes,” he added, “imma go grab a shower, i’ll be right back.

he got up from the bed and walked around to your side, kissing you briefly before leaving the bedroom. you laid looking at the ceiling for a bit, thinking about last night once again. your thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door,

“back already?” you called out.

“it’s me sex demon,” you heard tara say as she opened the door, “making sure you’re decent, god knows if you have clothes on after last night.”

“oh no were we loud?” you asked.

“no just the occasional ‘oh my god ethan’ ,” she faked moaned, “and can’t forget about the ‘oh oh oh my god,” in her best ethan voice.

“oh god, i can’t,” you covered your face with your hands, peeking through you started, “wait what about you and chad, anything happen?”

“nada, kinda a turn off when you and ethan are over here fucking like it’s your last day on earth.”

“ok we didn’t fuck yet just some… other stuff.”

“mmhmm, well you might wanna get out of sam’s room before she gets up here because she definitely thought you were in my room.”

“oh shit you’re right,” you said getting up off the bed and heading over to tara’s room.

as you walked to tara’s room you heard the shower running and knew ethan was in there.

“i have to get something from the bathroom.”

“ethan’s in there,” she stated.

you didn’t answer, just smiled as you walked backwards to the bathroom. tara flicked you off jokingly as you entered quickly and shut the door.

“hello,” you heard ethan call out from behind the curtain, “chad i swear to god if you’re trying to scare me right now-“

“not chad.”

poking his head out of the shower he saw you sitting there on the bathroom counter, “oh hey, i’m almost done in here so you should be good.”

“it’s hot as fuck in here,” you told him as you drew shapes on the mirror.

you heard him turn the faucet off and saw him reach out to grab his towel, “yea i usually take hot showers.”

he stepped out of the shower with the towel wrapped low on his waist, revealing his v-line. his hair was still curly, resting on his head like a mop. you beckoned him closer with your hand. as he came more within your reach you grab his hand and pulled him closer to you, kissing him passionately. he melted into the kiss, allowing you to take control. as he moaned you slipped your tongue into his mouth, tasting him completely unable to get enough. your hands drifted to his wet hair while his went to your waist drawing you forward, closer to him. you tangled your hands in his curls, pulling at them making him groan into the kiss. as he pulled you closer you felt his growing length against your core, he grinded against you, giving you both some kind of release. suddenly you had a thought. pushing him back slightly you hopped off the counter onto the ground without disconnecting your lips. ethan’s back was now against the counter while you stood in front of him. you kissed him harder, now palming his cock hidden under the towel.

you separated your lips, moving to kiss down his body instead. you kissed down the middle of his chest, swiping across his nipples with your tongue. ethan groaned continuously as you worked your way down, head rolling back in pleasure. next you got to his abs, tracing the ridges with your tongue all the way to his v-line. as you were kneeling in front of him now, you dropped his towel, freeing his now fully hard cock. ethan hissed as the air hit his exposed tip already leaking precum. you looked up at him as you began stroking his shaft,

“guessing you’ve never had a blowjob.”

he nodded his head as he couldn’t get any words out. you saw his jaw clench as you worked his cock, sliding your finger over his slit he bucked his hips into your hand, chasing a relief. finally you wrapped your mouth around the tip of his cock, swirling your tongue around it. his steps faltered as he gripped the counter, groaning at the unfamiliar feeling. you took him deeper into your throat, looking up at him struggling to contain himself. pulling your mouth off it, you pumped it more as your saliva covered the length. he squirmed beneath your touch, moaning as you stroked his shaft tightly. again you went in with your mouth, this time taking him deeper. as his tip hit the back of your throat he bucked his hips forward, causing you to gag around his cock,

“shit, i-i’m sorry i didn’t mean t-,” he rambled.

“it’s fine,” you assured him as you licked up the side of his cock, “i like it.”

as you palmed him in your hand you moved your mouth to his balls. as you sucked on one of them, ethan hit the counter with his palm, overcome with pleasure.

“is everything okay in there,” you heard someone call out from the hallway.

“yea, just uh dropped my shampoo,” he croaked.

“y-you’re gonna kill me,” he whispered, unable to raise his voice any higher due to his current state.

after you moved to the other, you resumed sucking his dick, lowering your mouth down until your nose tickled his pelvis then back up again. each time you lowered back down he came closer and closer to cumming, at this point basically whimpering under your touch, jaw clenched and eyes screwed shut.

“fuck,” he said breathlessly as his tip hit the back of your throat again.

and the next time you came down on his cock, he came hard. you felt his legs shaking as he emptied his load in your throat, jaw clenched, eyes screwed shut, and gripping the counter for dear life. you swallowed his load, milking him through his orgasm until you felt him trembling, overstimulated with his release.

you then stood up in front of him with the towel, hanging it to him you said, “you might wanna put this back on.”

quickly he grabbed your face, kissing you roughly, grabbing the curves of your ass as you moaned. it left you breathless.

“you uh- had something right there,” he joked as he wrapped his towel around his waist again.

“mm hmm, yea,” you played into it as you slipped out of the bathroom carefully, having to remain unseen.

[icarusredwings]

Bark like you want it pt 4

Pt2

Pt3

Pt4

Poolverinessa

Finding home au (+tail au)

Cw: NSFW, lots of pussy licking, consentual roughness, whining, anal, fucking him numb, feral logan, subby wade, mommy dommy Vanessa, mommy kink, puppy play, face riding, pup space, slapping, growling, wade getting his head squished like a melon, degrading, praise kink, lots of bitch talk, breeding kink

"Eyes up, Whore."

"Ooh good boy! Look, Wade. Logan is begging. How hot is that?"

Wade giggles, wagging his ass around like he was teasing Logan.

Vanessa gives it a good slap, making Wade yip, toes curling a bit. "Come'ere big boy. He's all yours." She says, gripping Wade's collar to hold him still.

Logan on the other hand had already scampered over, sniffing before giving him a few big laps with his wet tounge, sending shivers up his spine.

"Oohhhh, What a gentleman you got here~" She says, pulling him up to her face. "You better be a good little bitch for him, understand? I didn't train no floozy whore. Do it properly. Got it?" She says almost through grit teeth like a pimp threatening their hoe. "He deserves it."

Luckily, Wade was so into that. He nods, giggling. "Yes, Ma'am."

"Good."

You see, the mounting was the easy part, For Wade, the hard part was trying to keep his nose deep in her cunt while being rocked. It did help how she gripped him, pulling the collar close, practically shoving his tounge into her. For Wade, this was his favorite part, hand up to keep press her thigh down, the arch of her back agasint the couch, toes curling in heels on the floor.

"Fuck- oh my god. Wade- shit."

It was about the best praise he could possibly get, letting her rock her hips agasint him in a moment of desperation. Really, Wade couldn't be happier, pleasing both partners was the best outcome for him, and he took pride in pleasing them.

The way she shook as he ravished her, closing his eyes tight in hopes not to get any juices in his eye. "Shit, oh god- No. Look at me. Look at my eyes. What did mommy teach you? Eyes up, whore."

So Wade does, opening his eyes, looking up at her as her hand comes to the back of his head, petting and scratching at his scalp. This was the one thing she missed, pulling his hair. The little slut loved his hair pulled. He'd bassicaly get off on it, but oh well. He was trained enough he didn't need reins anymore.

Besides, the tears in his eyes only made him more sexy. Sometimes Ness wondered how she managed to find someone this.. well.. Amazing. And seeing Logan try to pull his hips back like this? Watching her special boy being given away so easily to someone? How Wade spread his knees out and arched his back for him like the little slut he was?

It was enough for her to squeeze his head in her thighs, throwing her head back with a loud moan, a deep breath and a low groan of pleasure. Twitching, she holds him here for a couple more seconds, rocking back and forth.

"Youre such a good fucking boy.." Vanessa says, breathless as she lets her legs fall limp to either side, but the idiot tried to keep going. Giggling, she pushes his head away. "Stand down, Soilder. Jesus... who trained you??"

"You did."

"Oh.." its another breathy pause. "Right.. fuck."

For a few moments, she lays here, enjoying her numbness, petting his head and running her fingers over the textures of the back of his head.

How did he do that? Every time too. She didn't teach him how to use his mouth like that and part of her was extremely jealous of who ever did but as for now? She was gratful.

This was until her fiance was ripped away from her, Logan had finally got the grip he wanted, going to town. The moan that came out of Wade honestly made Vanessa's insides twitch, finally sitting up."Oh nooo." She chuckles. "Did the puppy get you? My poor boy. Being attacked by a mean ol pup. Fucking, pathetic." She smirks.

Gripping the carpet, he nods, hanging his head at the sudden increase of speed and preasure.

"Y-yes."

"Oh, yeah? My lil bitch boy? Aww my baby boy. Fucking bitch. You wanna be a bitch boy? Huh? What do you want? You wanna be a good boy? Wade? You wanna be mommys bitch boy? Yeah?" She teases, moving to be inches from their lips touching.

Trying to jump up to kiss her, he whines because shes still holding his collar down, forbidding him from actually getting anything he wanted from her.

He nods, quickly. "Y-yes! Yes!"

"Aaaaww baby, what do you want? Tell mama."

She coes, finger tips drawing up his jaw line.

"G-good boy! I wanna be a good boy!"

"You do?? Ooh well, I'm not sure. You haven't even told Lolo what a good job he's doing. I mean, you're already so close, arn't you? Arn't you, big boy?"

Wade nods quickly. "Yes. Yes- Fuck. Come on, baby, touch me. Please. I want to kiss you. Please." God, his begging was always so pathetic. She could feel herself getting wet again already.

"I like the way your mouth moves, I like how you say my name. So say it like you love me. Say, 'I want to be a good boy, Mommy." She purrs, fingers caressing over his jugular.

"I.. I wanna be a good boy mommy. Kiss? Please?"

"Again."

"I- I wanna be a good boy, Mommy!"

"One more time."

"Vanessa.. Please.. I want to be a good boy, Mommy."

"Good booyyy. Kisses." She says, like it was a command, leaning down to kiss him. The greedy bastard took it too, putting a hand in her hair, grabbing a fistful and kept her agasint him.

Pulling away, she panted, laughing as she wiped the string of spit from her chin, leaning back into the couch. "Damn, babe.. If I didnt know any better I'd say you dont even care about the feral wolverine riding your ass right now."

"Oh I do. Trust me, I do. My legs are numb."

"Yeah? In that good way?"

"Mmhm. He's a good boy like that. Always fucking my pain away."

"Oooh that is a good boy, isn't it? You mind?"

"Go ahead, he's rearanging my guts tho- Hah, fuck- s-So he might not.." he trails off, his head going quiet, loosing track of his own thoughts as it seems Logan had found a spot he liked and kept hitting it.

Vanessa giggles, deciding not to make him finish that sentence. He couldn't if he wanted and she knew it, so she turned to Logan.

"Aww, what a pretty puppy. Oh yes you are. Look at you. Are you havin' fun? Yeah? Oh, yes, good boy~" V coes, leaning down to grab Wade's collar, pulling up in a way you would hold a bitch still so the stud would take.

It was fun like this, watching Logan's tail curl up and fluff, stiffen as he kept pounding up, holding Wade's hips up with his nails as he laid over his back, breeding him senseless. "Good boy, Wade." She whispers, though is sure he didn't hear her, his hands spread out, trying not to fall over from the intensity of Logan's thrusts. He whimpers at her, opening his mouth to let his tounge hang, panting with a soft 'Fuck, Logan-' under his breath, trying to keep still but it seemed as if Lolo was genuinely trying to stuff pups into him again.

Ness didn't mind the drool on her hand, but watching how well Wade was taking this feral beast made her wonder if she could too without injury. A stupid idea, I know, but Wade wouldn't let Logan get too rough with her, even he himself had trouble hurting her like that. Maybe it's why she kept coming back here. To play with her obedient boys. Because they would absolutely wreck her in just the perfect way. Something no other man could do since she's met Wade. Even before his powers she was obsessed. And now that Logan was added to their fun it was even more exciting. She'd be lying though if she said she didn't like watching her Fiancé get absolutely creamed in the ass. Unfortunately for Wade though, she had other plans.

"Are you almost done? Oh? Yeah? Yes, I see. What a pretty puppy you are. Theres my good boy. Oh- Get him. Get him." She encourages, smirking as Logan adjusted, moving from his knees up to the front of his feet, drilling Wade into the side of the couch.

"That's a good boy. Oh you're doing so well. Mommy's pretty pup, oh yes he is. Prettiest puppy in the world, my goodness look how eager you are. Are you having fun, huh? Are you fucking your toy, big boy?~" She coes more, only to recieve a loud whimper as if protesting that Wade was simply a toy. "Oh, I see, my bad, sweetie. Is that your mate? Huh? Puppys good little bitch?"

"Mmmh"

"Oh yeah? What a good boy awnsering mama. You luke him? Yeah? Does he make you feel good?"

Another whine.

She giggles, finding herself enjoying this far too much. "Yeah? Oooh what a good boy. Yeah, just lke that. Faster. Good boy. Such a good doggy. And what do you got here, hm? What a pretty mate you have, yeah. He's gorgeous aint he? And he's all yours, pup."

Seeing Logan's tail start to wag, She knew he was having plenty of fun, picking up the speed, mouthing at his shoulder as if trying to make him hold still while he was the one jolting them both forward. "Shit- hah- fuck." Wade whined, really trying his best to behave, to stay still and not squirm but he couldn't help but to arch his back further when his shoulder was licked. Logan would bite him soon, he knew it.

This was V's cue to step in and give attention to her original good boy. "Good boy Wade. Being such a pathetic bitch for him. You're really letting a nasty dog fuck you right now? And you're enjoying it?"

"Y-yes!" He calls, looking up at her with such gone eyes. He wouldn't be lasting too much more.

"Shhh. Little longer. Let him take. You want wolvie pups don't you?" She asks, caressing his cheek.

"K-kits, actually." He corrected.

She slaps him in the face. Just hard enough on the cheek to make Logan snarl at her, but Wade only gasped, giving a high pitched moan.

"It's okay, Lolo." She tells him, knowing it might be difficult for his primal state to understand. "I didn't hurt him, I promise. Isn't that right, you stupid slut. Did mommy hurt you?"

"N-no. Could you?" He flirts. Vanessa giggles. "See, baby? I didn't hurt your mate, don't worry."

While she didn't say it, Wade knew exactly what this was for. No talking back. It was a rule between the two of them but if anything it just made his cock leak more, something about the sudden pressure and instant reasurance made his heart pound out of his chest. God this woman would be the death of him. "A-again? Please?" He asks, wanting his other cheek slapped too.

So she slaps him again, this time only a grunt from Logan, who burried his nose into the nape of Wade's neck. Logan needed to understand that this was playing and be comfortable. The moment Logan got too uncomfortable, game over. He sniffs, just to be sure he was truely happy by this.

He was. Wade always was. "F-fuck ness.."

"What do you say?"

"Thank you.." He pants, if anything, aroused by the violence, "Again. h-Harder!"

"Hmm.. I don't think so pup." While Wade did deserve what he asked for, she didn't want to upset Logan too much. "Logan,.. you heard him. Harder."

Logan obeys, becoming sloppy as he fucks him harder. "What a good boy.. so obedient~" V tells him. Ussually she'd pet his head by now but she worries that he might snap at her, thinking she was going to slap him too. This is something theyve been working on. Teaching Logan that their prefrence of play was just that. Play. Not agression.

Wade lets out a strained moan, Vanessa holding his collar agaisnt the couch and Logan savagely trying to impregnate him didn't make it the easiest to breathe. He loved this, honestly he did. He loved how rough they were being with him, he loved the dregrading, he loved the soreness, he loved the numbness of his mind and how he could just lay his head here and drool mindlessly, letting Logan have his way with him.

Gaining that 'Fucked silly' goofy grin, Wade can feel the ball in his stomach tighten, eyes starting to roll back. "F-fuck.. Fuck.. fuckfuckfuck- Yes! Please-" he pleads the beast. He could feel his balls tightening with every pap and slap of skin, He could feel the nerves in Logan's dick twitching each time he shoved into him. He could feel his claws inching out, waiting, wanting so badly to pop.

Humming lovingly, V lets go of Wade's collar, "Okay!" She says, in a high sing songy tone, switching to a unsympathetic command. "Stop. Off."

Wade grunts in compliance but Logan didn't stop. He kept going, blinded by his goal to stuff his husband full. Wade giggles, moaning obnoxiously loud as his chest was pushed to the ground. He wasn't complaining, infact he was more then happy to be used.

Ness couldn't even be mad. How could she? The man knew what he wanted and he was trying to take it. "Not today puppy. Off." She chuckles, standing as she takes his collar, pulling him away. "Come on, you big mutt. You can knot that bitch later." She jokes.

"Nesssyyy" Wade whines, loudly and dramatically flopping over, deciding to brat. "Why did you do that? He was so clooossee and I was too.." Those big puppy eyes could make Vanessa do anything for Wade, but she wasn't playing Vanessa tonight.

"Awww I know, Mommys so mean, isn't she? Are my puppys mad at me? Hm? Awnser me. Speak."

Wade nods, crossing his arms, still on the floor. "I don't remember you being so mean when we were married."

She giggles a bit. "Wade, sweetheart, we were never married-"

"WHAT!? Why didn't you tell me!?" He says dramatically. "Well too bad! You ate the ring pop. Youre stuck with me. No receipt, no returns, bitch!"

She laughs more, now looking at Logan, who seemed to just now coming to his senses, growling. "D'aaww I know puppy. It's so tight and warm, isn't it? And mean mean mommy took it away?"

Logan grunts, groaning in protest, horny and pissed off that he was taken off of Wade mere seconds before he could finish.

Crouching to cup his face, a smirk plastered on her face as she scratches his chops, giggling.

"Want me to make it up to you? You wanna fuck me, pup? Think you can break this bitch?"

Logan's tail wags after a few seconds of thinking, melting into her touch. He nods, half lidded and smiling like a kitten drunk on milk.

"Yeah."

[pouring-rains]

Initiation (PT3) - C.S

cw; smuttt, unprotected shmex (don’t be silly wrap that willy)

As Chris slams the Uber door behind you, you grab his wrist and run up to your front door together, laughing the entire way as you hurriedly search in your purse for you house keys as you laugh with each other, wanting desperately to put your hands on each other.

Once you’re finally able to unlock the door and push through Chris slams the door behind him. Immediately grabbing your waist and shoving you against the wall, slotting his knee in between your thighs and grinding upwards, as he places his lips on your neck and starts giving you wet open mouthed kisses down to the neckline of your dress.

You push him away breath heaving slightly at the pleasure he was giving you, and look at him with dilated pupils.

“Upstairs, now.” You tell him with urgency as you grasp his wrist and tug him upstairs to your bedroom.

Once you get to the bedroom you go and sit on the bed taking off your heels and sliding backwards, motioning for Chris to come here. Before getting on the bed he decides to take his shirt off, then slowly he follows you onto the bed, he climbs onto you trapping you within his arms as he passionately kisses down your neck leaving marks as he travels lower and lower before getting to your thighs.

He looks up at you in question, and you immediately shake your head yes, telling him wordlessly that you want it.

He pushes your dress up to your stomach and starts to playfully tease you by kissing everywhere but where you need it most, just as you start to whine out in neediness, he pulls down your panties. You cry out as he attaches his mouth onto you his tongue delving into your folds as his nose rubs against your clit. Your legs shake around his head as he thrusts his tongue inside of you.

“Fuck, please Chris, I need you so bad.” You say as you look down at him while breathing heavily.

“Is that right baby, what do you need, huh, tell me what you need, sweet girl.” He says seductively as he rubs his thumb against your cunt making delicate figure eights.

“Chris, please, need you inside me.” You mumble out in slight embarrassment as you whine from his ministrations against you.

“Okay, sweetheart, one second.” He says, while reaching for the belt buckle adorning his black slacks, you watch intently as he undoes his belt buckle and pants, pulling them down before taking off his boxers as well.

After he finishes ridding himself of his clothes he replaces himself on top of you rubbing his tip against your soaking slit.

“Please Chris, just fuck me already.” You whine out in need, as you finish speaking he aligns himself with you and thrusts himself inside of you, bottoming out in one swift movement.

“Fuck, fuck.” You squeal out in pleasure.

“Shit” Chris grunts out, his eyes squeezing shut as he pants out from how good you feel.

After he’s sure you’ve adjusted he starts thrusting back and forth slowly gaining momentum until he’s fully pounding into you while you yell out his name, your eyes glazed over and rolling into the back of your head at how good he’s making you feel.

“God, you’re so fucking tight, sweet girl, doing so good for me baby.” He says into your ear, while moving his hand down your body his thumb attaching to your clit and rubbing furiously.

You feel your stomach tighten and you near your orgasm, just as he buries his head into your neck, and starts sucking hickies into your sensitive neck.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum, baby.” He tells you in warning, “fuck, me too, Chris” you reply while scratching your nails down his back in pleasure, as you feel the knot in your stomach finally burst as you feel him fill your insides with his hot cum.

yeah guys gonna be honest don’t know how I feel about this kinda scared of myself rn, I’m sorry if this isn’t that good man I’m tired 😭😭

@sturnioloblues @anxietyriddenblue @muchloveforhacker @colorthecosmos444 @freshlove-sturn

[billysfatass]

Blood Attracts Monsters pt3

YOU MUST READ PARTS ONE AND TWO TO UNDERSTAND THIS ONE.

We are back!!!!! WHOOOOOO!!!!! This time had the help from my lovely @keenobjectmentality who has been so helpful with encouraging me and brainstorming with me!! There's more in store after this, so stayed tuned!!

Ben panted as he ran, the pounding of his feet loud against the concrete floor. He found himself being pulled from one hall to another without a clear destination in mind. He could do no more than follow along, breathing desperately around the bitter taste of iron coating the inside of his mouth.

Kenji's hold on his wrist was brutal and crushing, and it only got tighter when their hands threatened to slip, hot blood dragging down Ben's wrist. Each briskly taken corner sent an unpleasant pull through his wrists joint. Every step down the labyrinth like halls a battle to get a single breath in, the break and blood in his nose making it difficult to get the much-needed oxygen flow.

Ben's eyes landed on the back of Kenji's head, watching as Kenji's black hair flew back. Without warning, a memory flashed in Ben's head, each word said between his friend's horrified pants and quick feet.

"Hello?"

"Ben?"

Ben sat up in his bed, pulling the phone away from his ear and looking at the screen, reading the contact's name:

Kenj💙

Ben brought the phone back to his ear quickly, leaning forward and running a hand through his thick, shaggy hair, suddenly wide awake. "Kenj! What's up man?"

"I-" Kenji was silent before taking in a shaky breath. "I just-"

The lights shut off around them, consuming the group in darkness, all their heavy breathing and footsteps suddenly so much louder. Ben heard Kenji take a shuddering breath and, God, he almost sounded like he did that night.

Ben stayed silent, his eyebrows knitting in concern as he listened to Kenji's ragged breathing. "Kenji... What's wrong?"

Kenji gulped loudly, like he was drowning and surfaced for just a moment.

Then he started sobbing.

And God, was that the worst noise Ben's ever heard

Ben's heart dropped at the memory, then dropped further as Kenji's blood slicked hand vanished from his wrist. He found himself spiraling into a panic, the sharpness of his gasping pants drowning out the sound of his own pounding heartbeat. He was alone. Kenji had let him go.

Where?

Where are you?

Kenji?

Kenj-

Ben turned his body, his feet touching the hard floor, his free hand curled in the sheets of his bed, panic raising alarms in his head.

"Kenji? What's wrong?? Are you okay? What happened? Why are you-"

"I broke up with her," Kenji sobs, barley understandable.

But Ben hears it. And for a moment his whole world freezes.

Ben's steps hesitate, his hand shooting out in the darkness to find warmth. If Ben weren't so used to 5 pairs of feet running with him, he wouldn't have noticed the pair stopping next to him, falling behind.

Kenji

Ben half-turns, reaching for Kenji's hand. His aim is true, his finger's slipping between Kenji's smaller (when did Ben grow so much?) blood slicked hand. Now it was his turn to pull Kenji to safety.

He broke up with her. Ben felt the phone slip out of his hand for a moment before he tightened his grasp. Did Kenji... Does he realize...

"Ben," Kenji sobs over the phone, his usual smooth voice rough and tragic over the line.

"Ben," A breathless whisper, warm, wet fingers tightening around his as they race towards freedom and light and truths that may hurt to be told. Truths that need to spill from Ben's lips before he dies at the teeth of a bloody thirsty monster.

Ben can picture it for a moment. Kenji in bed, the blanket pooled around his slim waist. Would he be shirtless? In this dream he is. Shirtless and sobbing, his tears shinning in the moonlight coming in from window next to his bed. His usually kept hair a mess from running worried hands through it.

Ben grunts as he almost trips over something, a pudgy hand (Sammy?) coming up against his chest to keep him up right as Kenji runs into his back. Kenji's free hand presses against his shoulder blade, and in any other scenario, Ben would be over thrilled to have Kenji touch him like this again, gentle and insistent instead of hostile and violent (A sick crunching when Kenji's balled up fist hit his face, the look of regret in those brown eye hurting more than his gushing nose).

"Why?"

"I need you..." Kenji's voice shakes after a while. Ben freezes. "I need you, Ben."

"Kenji?" Ben whispers closing his eyes and tilting his head back. "What are you...?"

"Ben," Kenji says again, this time more firm, more demanding, more... seductive. "I. Need. You."

And God, wasn't that the best thing Ben's heard in his life?

"It's a dead end," Zayna whispers, her voice filled with horror and fear.

There's a thundering step from down the hall behind them, and Ben hears Kenji take in a sharp, shaking breath, and does the only thing he can think of:

Turning, Ben pulls Kenji behind him, walking back until he hears Kenji hit the cold stone wall. One of their hands stay interlocked, and Ben can barely feel his fingers anymore. Bens other hand falls to the side and presses back, his thumb brushing the side of Kenji's jacket as his fingertips press against the wall. If this monster wants to get to Kenji, it'll have to go through Ben.

Ben feel's Kenji shuddering, sobs racking his body. A sweaty forehead is pressed firmly between his shoulder blades, and one last drop of memory breaks through.

Ben breaths heavily and gulps, staring down at Kenji, who's sprawled on his back underneath him. Sweat glistens on Kenji's skin, tears staining his red cheeks. His plush lips are parted slightly as he takes in air, his raven hair laid like a halo around his head. Ben adjusts how his arms are placed (one on either side of Kenji's head and god what Ben would do to stay like that) and Kenji slips his eyes open, his pupils blown with contentment.

Kenji hums, a happy, drunken, smile gracing his perfect lips, one of his hands (Hands, always with their hands, holding, stroking, grabbing, scratching, yanking. Hitting) sliding up Ben's chest, around his neck, and into his sweaty hair. He shivers when he's brought down for a chaste kiss, tasting the beer on Kenji's soft lips.

And Ben decides he can't die without feeling those lips against his one last time.

God must think so to,

because the screaming starts just as the Baryonyx reels back to strike.

Heres part 4: Blood Attracts Monsters Part 4

[angst-king]

Love Beyond Mortality CHp 8

(Filthy Pride pt3)

“Why can’t I have the blue-haired soldier guy!?” “Because you already claimed his brother!” “You’re really gonna separate them!” “Oh please you don’t really about that, so yes I am!” “Hot head!” “Know-it-all Bitch!” “Picky asshole!”

“Alright alright you two, now who are you picking to be your main?” Asked Allmight, both of the younger gods huffed at each other rolling their eyes.

“Oh, I told you already Allmight” Stated Momo, Allmight nodded.

“Ah that’s right Yuu’s found you one already! Good good, now what about you Young Bakugou?” “Ugh I don’t fucking know, none of them looked strong enough to even begin to hold my power for even a millisecond, weak couple of pansies.” He grumbled out, Allmight then reminded him of the boy that caught his eyes during the tournament.

“Oh but what about that young green-haired boy with the butterfly clip?” “What about him?” “I saw how you looked at him during his final flag capture and you seemed invested.” “Yeah, he was cool or whatever, looked like a scrawny rat though.” “And! I know his family, his father used to be a prime devotee to a goddess I knew. If I’m right about this then he should have no problem absorbing your power with a little bit of training.” This seemed to intrigue Katsuki's side eying Yagi with interest.

“Oh really?” Allmight nodded and sat down in front of him with a smug smile.

“Yes, I recognize that Butterfly clip anywhere, and I’m sure you could feel the energy practically radiating, no meer mortal could withstand its energy without such an ability. Not many mortals are born with it either!” “Fine fine, I guess I’ll take the weakling.” “Good, I shall let him know as soon as possible.”

“Oh Izuku, I’m so proud of you!” Cheered Inko, she tackled him in a hug when her son had come home, and as promised Katsudon was made just for him! Izuku was beaming with pride even if he was soaking wet, caked in blood, while wearing shredded clothes. He had made it through! He had gotten the last flag! Now all he had to do was wait to hear back. He let his mother fix up any injuries he had sustained, changed his clothes after cleaning himself up, and ate his katsudon happily.

It had taken a few days before the delivery man said there was a hologram for him. Upon opening it Izuku was greeted by a hologram of Allmight.

“Hello young mortal! If you are receiving this hologram, you have been selected as a prime devotee to the god of war and the sun!” Izuku almost passed out right then and there hearing the hologram’s message. He did it! He really did it! He’s been accepted! He made it!

“MOM I MADE IT!” He shouted vibrating with excitement as he ran to his mother to show him the message. Inko looked shocked but congratulated him, of course, they celebrated his achievement. However there was still a feeling in Inko’s stomach she could never get rid of. She truly was proud of her son for this accomplishment, this was a huge deal! That didn’t stop her from being terrified of losing him, that didn’t make her feel better about him going off to fight in a war potentially! She worried that he would be taken advantage of and used, but. She couldn’t stop him, not now, she wouldn’t do that to him. Not when he’s worked so hard and fought for his life to get here! She knew from watching Hisashi in their younger years. She was grateful the goddess he worked with was understanding and kind-hearted. Yet Inko knew not all were like her. Inko spent many nights praying to the goddess to look after Izuku, lend him her strength if anything was possible!

Izuku had been curious about when he’d meet the sun god face to face and when training would start but he had not received any word until one morning.

Bang bang bang

There was a hard knock on their home and workshop door early in the morning. Izuku was preparing himself and his mother breakfast before school, while Inko prepped her shop for reopening. She put down her broom and walked over, she figured it was just an emergency client though when she opened the door she couldn’t have been any more wrong!

“Miss Midoriya Inko, good morning!” Allmight greeted with a bright smile on the other side of the threshold, Inko looked up at the god wide-eyed. She quickly gathered herself and smiled back while stammering out a return.

“Oh! King A-Allmight, go-good morning to you too! Wh-what brings you here?” “Oh, no need to call me that, you know my name dear. And I’m sorry for the unexpected visit but I figured young Bakugou -the god who your son has been chosen by- should meet you and him in person.” Allmight then pulled Katsuki into the frame by his shoulder, he didn’t seem all to pleased to be there but not angry, more so indifferent. He did seem like a teenager so that sort of behavior wasn’t uncommon immortal or not.

“Ah I see, um well come on in, sorry for the mess, I was cleaning up not long ago.” She replied sheepishly while stepping to the side allowing the two gods inside her home.

“It's not a problem, this place is rather tidy, I see you’re still helping out the citizens like before.” “Oh yes, it's never a dull day with this job but it's enjoyable, it keeps me on my toes.”

When the two entered Izuku couldn’t hear them over the roaring stove’s fire and sizzling of meat in the frying pan but he could sense them. A warm fiery energy, giving off a low frequency like a sleeping volcano. And another that gave off the feeling that a storm was coming.

“Who’s at the door, Mom?” Izuku asked, the energy grew stronger and stronger and the sound of the floorboards creaking as if more people had entered.

“Allmight and the young god who selected you!” Izuku almost froze in place, his head whipped around to see both Katsuki and Allmight standing just a few feet from the kitchen! Izuku was too stunned to speak, these two gods were in his home! It wasn’t until Inko asked if they wanted anything to eat, offering that it wouldn’t be of much trouble to do it that Izuku snapped out of it.

“That would be lovely if you don’t mind, the boys have quite a few things to get done.” Izuku furrowed his brows and asked if he was still going to school or how it would affect his schooling.

“Don’t worry, you wont have to worry much about your school attendance, teacher wise they do not make much of a fuss about it.” He didn’t know how true that really was, when he did return to school after the tournament many of his teachers seemed surprised he even came back. Some muttered about how it was a shame he had survived in contrast to some of his peers who went and never came back! Many of his teachers and peers questioned whether or not he chickened out due to his comeback but he had the scars to prove it. He did not tell them that he had received an acceptance message so if his attendance waned they’d figure it out soon.

Izuku pushed his worries from his mind as he added more meat, rice and eggs to his pan while the others talked at the table close by.

“Inko its been quite some time since I’ve visited you but must I say you have a wonderful son! The strength he already has around divine energy is incredible!” Complimented Yagi, Inko smiled and told him he gets it from his father. Yagi brushed it off and added to it.

“From what I can tell he may get it from you! Your affinity to the divine and immortals is just as strong as your tolerance for their energy.” “R-really?” “Oh yes usually both parents need to be able to handle this sort of energy for it to be passed down to their offspring when the threshold is this strong, it couldn’t have been just Hisashi alone.” Izuku was curious about this he had heard in passing about divine energy and how some people did not do well around it, even the smallest amount of an sudden uptick would cause some sot of negative reaction for some. This posed a problem for serious devotees who would die trying to call upon their god’s power or have to suffer some sort of agonizing pain whether it was mental or physical.

Once breakfast had been served Izuku seated himself across from Yagi and Katsuki.

“So what’s your quirk?” Asked Katsuki, Izuku felt his blood run cold, his heart stopped and his face paled at his question.

“What is it shitty or something, ya look like I just killed your sheep.” Katsuki was blunt and hard in his tone, Izuku was praying for the ground to swallow him at this moment. He knew that one day they’d ask about if he had a quirk or not though he wished it wouldn’t be so soon! Well there went his dreams, right down the toilet, he’d certainly reject him now!

“i-I…I don’t have o-one.” He answered timidly, Katsuki raised furrowed his brows for a second as if he were trying to register what Izuku had just told him. Izuku was waiting for it, to be burned, to be hit, laughed at, called cruel names, anything!

“Ugh, alright, that might make this somewhat easier.” What? “Wh-what?” “You not having a quirk, yeah not fucking ideal but means there’s just different shit to work on, means I don’t need to make you balance a quirk and my powers. Just means I’m gonna have to whip your scrawny ass into shape.” His heart began to beat again, his blood finally making it back to his brain, and his fear slowly dissipated. Inko was still there to ground him with small back rubs.

“He’s been through a lot when it comes to people finding out he’s quirkless, hence the anxious reaction.” She explained, the all-fathering god nodded in understanding and looked to Izuku.

“As gods, we’ve had to learn and adapt our approach to things as you mortals grow and evolve like customs, physical changes, religious changes, structural the list goes on!” This seemed to ease Izuku’s anxiety, there really was a possibility of him becoming a devotee!

“Y-Yagi….I-I know I sound like a mother hen here but I’m sure you can understand my fear when I say this….I want Izuku to do what makes him happy but I don’t want to lose him.” Inko stated shakily, Yagi flashed a loving smile at her and took her small hands in his. Blue eyes meeting bright green.

“Your son is in good hands, he has a fighting spirit, one that won't rest until he gets what he wants. Hisashi would be beyond proud of him. Izuku will be alright, dear, I promise."

[gay-little-bitch]

Personal Lies pt 5

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4

Ao3

This chapter has smut so be warned :)))

Steve's pov:

The silence is way too loud and both Eddie and Steve are staring at each other, frozen. Neither dares to break the silence for a long while. After a few minutes, Eddie is the first one to speak. "I'm so sorry about Gareth man. He doesn't know anybody's boundaries. He knew you saw the video of me and kinda overstepped." He starts to pick at his fingers until they look close to bleeding. Steve wants to grab his hands and kiss them till they feel better.

"It's fine man. I really don't mind it. I have to apologize for Robin though, she probably played a part in this too." Eddie waves his hand as if dismissing the apology. "Nah dude it's fine, I don't mind." They both stop talking for another few minutes until this time, Steve is the one to break the silence. "Do you wanna do something? Ya know since it looks like we're not leaving anytime soon." A look between confusion and interest crosses Eddie's face.

"What do you mean by... something?" Steve gets up from his seat and walks over to the couch that Eddie is sitting on. "Well, since I think you're hot and you clearly think the same for me, then why not have a little fun?" He sits down next to the rockstar and reaches out his hand to caress his cheek. "I think that they want us to do something and then they'll let us out. It's only gonna happen once and then we'll forget about it." As much as Steve really doesn't want to forget about something like this, it might be the only way that he'll get Eddie.

Steve takes the finger that is closest to Eddie's mouth and swipes his thumb over his lips. "How do ya feel about that baby?" Eddie looks at Steve, stunned. A pretty pink blush spreads across his face. "I- Yeah I guess so. " They both lean closer to each other and as soon as their lips touch, Eddie lets out the most delicious whine. The kiss starts out sweet and cute but quickly becomes rough and desperate.

Steve moves so that he's straddling Eddie's lap. At this point both of them are rock-hard and straining against their pants, Steve takes that as an opportunity to grind his hips down and have Eddie make more pretty noises. They kiss for a little longer but as Steve goes to open Eddie's pants button, he's shoved down onto his back. "Here's what's gonna happen, sweetheart, you're gonna blow me but I'm not going to return the favor. You can get off on my boot or something else but I'm not doing it. Got it?"

Steve is surprised by the shift in dominance but he still goes with it. "I want to see you be a little slut and use whatever Daddy gives you." He nods once more and then he's pushed to the floor on his knees. Eddie stands up and pushes down his pants, along with his boxers. Now Steve is no stranger to sucking dick but Eddie is the biggest he's seen. IT'S AS THICK AS A FUCKING COKE CAN FOR GOD'S SAKE! He looks up from the ground as Eddie basically prys his jaw open. "Be a good girl and open up for me."

Steve swallows and leans his head back. "Yes, Daddy." Even though he's never called anyone 'daddy' it just feels right with Eddie. He opens his mouth and lays his tongue on his lower lip. "Good boy." Eddie grips Steve's hair and slowly pushes him onto his cock. "Fuck, baby. Your mouth is so fucking wet." He clearly doesn't want to hurt Steve but he can take it, he's a big boy. He bobs his head a few more times before he takes Eddie down to the hilt. "Shit! Fuck! Oh my god, you fucking slut."

The hands in Steve's hair tighten as he looks up through his lashes at Eddie to see his head thrown back, bearing his adam's apple. Steve's cock was already hard before he got down on his knees but at this point, his erection was painfully pushing against the zipper of his pants and he had to do something. He moves closer to the boot on the floor and presses his dick against the toe. The sound of Steve's moans is suppressed by the cock in his mouth.

At this point, Eddie starts to whine high-pitched. "Shit Steve. Your mouth is like fucking heaven. Good lord." Eddie is super talkative but Steve doesn't mind. He thinks it's hot. The sound of Steve choking on Eddie's cock is like music to his ears. After a little while of Eddie talking and talking, saying things like 'You take my cock so well baby' and 'You're so good at giving Daddy what he wants,' his breathing starts to sound shaky and his hips start to shudder.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum, baby. Can I cum down your throat?" Steve loves the idea of having Eddie shoot hot ropes of cum down his throat so he hums around his cock in the form of approval. Steve is still continuously grinding down onto Eddie's boot and fuck does it feel good. Something Steve learned about himself today, was that he loves being told what to do, even if he had to get himself off.

After a few more seconds of bobbing his head up and down, the hand in his hair tightens even more than before. Before he knew it, Eddie cums down Steve's throat, making him choke. Eddie pulls his cock out of Steve's mouth and firmly grips his jaw between his index finger and his thumb. "You're doing so well baby. You can cum." The approval for his release makes Steve cum, still grinding against Eddie's boot.

He can feel the wet spot that was already there get darker and darker as he cums in his pants like a fucking teenager. Before he can feel embarrassed, Eddie forces him to stand up and pulls him into a rough kiss. Once again, Eddie pulls away and Steve lets out a whine. "That was super fun baby boy but I hear Robin and Garth coming down the hall." If he had to pick a mood killer it would be his lesbian soulmate and some guy he barely knows. He runs back over to his couch as Eddie pulls his pants back up.

Steve notices him staring at his dick and he looks down to once again be reminded of his ruined pants, he picks up the closest pillow and places it in his lap. Just in time, Gareht and Robin step through the door laughing but they automatically stop when they look at Eddie and Steve. "Guess that didn't work." Robin dramatically pouts and so does Gareth. They decide to call it quits and say their goodbyes, assuming that their plan failed.

Once Robin and Steve are out of the room, she decides it's time to ask questions. "Did you guys talk at all?" He answers with a soft shake of his head. "Really? Damn. Silent sex must suck." That breaks Steve out of his thoughts of what just happened and he turns his head to his best friend in confusion. "What?!" She looks him up and down twice but the second time she stops at his dick. "You came in your pants and it is not subtle." She rolls her eyes and gets in the car.

This is the opposite of what he wanted out of this. Now Robin has the satisfaction of knowing that her plan went just as she planned and now she's not gonna stop. "You're gonna force me to hand out with him again aren't you?" She turns towards Steve with a big smile on her face. "Damn right I am Steve-o." Steve pushes her hand away and sighs. Fuck.

Notes:

Hi!!!!!! Sorry for the long wait on this update. A lot has happened in the past few months :( My mom and dad spilt up, my mom came out as a lesbian, and my dad started doing drugs again 💅 ya know simple shit :)

Anywayssssss I hope you like this smutty chapter and I hope my writing got better :))))))

Tags: @down-sizing-redux , @gay-stranger-things , @satan-is-obsessed , @this-is-moony-lovegood , @impeachy , @maraudersfavoritewhore , @robinbuckleymybeloved,  @hyperfixationgoddess , @fandomz-brainrot , @mightbeasleep , @ali-just-ali , @beckkthewreck , @novelnovella , @beeing-stuupid , @ourautumn86 , @newtstabber , @love-kurdt, @deleataecount, @sebastiansstanswhore, @newtstabber, @mightbeasleep, @hiscrimsonangel

[imagines4thefandoms]

Deep talk

TW: talk of suicidal ideations and cutting

PT1/PT2/PT3/PT4/PT5/PT6/PT7/PT8/PT9 Part 10

Chris woke up to his alarm going off. He tried to turn it off, but Scarlet was still asleep on his chest, her legs tangled. Chris blindly searched for his phone on the nightstand, not wanting to disturb her. When the alarm turned off, her body relaxed more into him. Scarlet moved her head against his chest more and her hand from under her head to his other shoulder. 

He looked down at her and smiled. She was drooling on his shirt, leaving a wet spot on his chest. Chris knew she was tired, driving over one thousand miles with no help. So, he called the front desk and ordered breakfast to be delivered. While they waited, Chris just held her. He let himself forget what was happening and manipulated himself into thinking this was his life. Forget that he had someone to hold on to through the night and to wake up next to; Chris would imagine that person constantly, but now, instead of a blank face, he sees Scarlet. 

When there was a knock at the door, Chris slowly got out of bed, trying not to wake Scarlet up. After the bellboy brought the cart of food in and Chris gave him a tip, he decided to get ready for another day stuck in the bug. Scarlet woke up to the sound of Chris cursing in the bathroom. “Are you alright,” she called sleepily as she stretched.

“Yeah, just knocked over your shampoo,” he called back. 

Scarlet ran her hand under the covers and could still feel the heat from Chris’s side of the bed. She covered her head with the covers to block the sun and lay there stretching and cracking her joints. When Chris stepped out of the bathroom, the steam from his shower filled the hotel room. 

“Scar,” Chris called from the bathroom while brushing his teeth. 

Scarlet let out a groan as she tightened her grip on the covers. Chris called her again, trying to get her to wake up. He saw her curled into a ball under the covers when he stepped out of the bathroom. He walked to the cart, lifted the food cover, and poured himself a glass of orange juice. 

“That smells amazing,” Scarlet said, sitting up. 

“Here,” Chris laughed, making her a cup of coffee. 

He watched as she sniffed the cup and slowly took a sip. Scarlet warmed her hands with the cup and just looked around the room. “I didn’t kick you out of the bed, did I,” she asked. 

“No, there was plenty of room for both of us,” he said, fixing himself a plate of the ordered food. Chris watched as she picked at each of the dishes. He sat at the desk and ate his food while Scarlet ate in bed. 

“Thanks for this,” Scarlet mumbled with a mouth full of food. 

“You’re a mess,” he laughed at her dropping food on the bed. “There’s some Aleve on the tray in case you have a hangover.” 

She searched for the medication and took two pills with her coffee. Once she was finished trying everything Chris ordered, Scarlet got out of bed to shower but let out a small groan when she no longer had the warmth of the bed. 

“It's too cold,” she complained, getting back under the covers.

“You wanted the room set at sixty last night.”

“That was last night. Morning cold is terrible.”

Chris laughed at her antics and got up to go start a hot shower for her. Scarlet looked up when she heard the shower start. “Another shower?”

“No. I started it for you. All you have to do now is jump in.”

She just stared at him while he moved around the room. No one has done something that sweet for her in a long time. The last person who has done that was her father years ago when she was sick. Scarlet had a really bad case of the flu and didn’t get out of bed for three days. Even though the house was set at seventy-three, and she had four blankets, Scarlet was freezing. Her father joked that the firehouse smelled better than her room. He drew her a nice hot bath so she could clean up. When she finished bathing, Scarlet went back to her room to find clean sheets and a cup of chicken noodle soup waiting for her. That was six months before he died. 

“Thanks,” Scarlet whispered, whipping the tears from her cheek. 

She quickly went into the bathroom before Chris could notice her reaction. The steam from the shower enveloped her when she closed the door. The air still held the smell of Chris’s soap and his aftershave. Scarlet let out a loud groan when the hot water hit her shoulders. Nothing was better for a hangover than a nice hot shower. 

While Scarlet was showering, Chris cleaned up the mess from breakfast. He enjoyed the music she was listening to while he packed his things. Normally, Chris would only have a moment of silence when he first woke up. He savored those moments of silence since the rest of his day was always packed with meetings, interviews, shoots, or something work-related. But for the past three days, he enjoyed the music in the morning. It made him feel more relaxed than he had felt in a long time. 

When he heard the shower turn off and the door open, Chris was surprised to see her step out, only wearing a towel. Her hair was still dripping, and her makeup from last night was smeared on her face. She looked like a drowned rat. 

“I forgot clothes,” she explained, digging through her bags. 

After she ran back into the bathroom, he laughed at the mess she made. Chris was picking up the clothes she threw around the room. When he picked up the bag, half the items fell out. As he picked up everything, a piece of paper caught his eye. Chris looked over at the bathroom door and then opened the folded paper. 

Bucket List

Go to college

Get on a plane

Buy a lottery ticket

Meet a celebrity

Fix Bert

Go to Disney

Dance in the rain with someone special

Watch the sunset

Visit the Grand Canyon

Ride a horse

Build a snowman

Fall in love

Learn to play guitar

He quickly put the paper in the bag and covered it with clothes when he heard Scarlet in the bathroom. This time, when she stepped out, she was ready for another long drive. 

“You didn’t have to pick up my mess, Evans,” she insisted when she noticed her stuff neatly on the bed. 

“It’s not a problem. I’ve grown used to it in the last three days,” he joked, grabbed the dirty clothes out of her hands, and tossed them on the bed. 

“HaHaHa Christopher. You just sit down, and I’ll clean up your mess,” she mocked, going back into the bathroom. 

After packing up the bathroom, Scarlet and Chris left the hotel room, heading down to the lobby. Chris went to check out while Scarlet left to pull the car around. As soon as Chris got to the front desk, the manager came over. 

“Good morning, how can I help you,” he said with a big smile.

“I’m just trying to check out,” Chris said as he handed over the room keys. 

“I hope you enjoyed your stay with us.”

Chris nodded his head while the manager typed away on his computer. It didn’t take long for the manager to hand him a receipt. “Enjoy the rest of your day, and we hope to see you and your wife again soon.”

When Chris stepped outside the hotel, he heard the squeaking of Bert’s brakes before he saw the baby blue bug. Scarlet was dancing to some of her music while Chris loaded the bags in the car. 

“Why am I not surprised you listen to this,” he asked as he got into the car. 

“You make crazier, crazier, crazier,” she sang, turning the music up louder. 

“Feels like I’m falling, and I, I’m lost in your eyes,” Chris sang back to her as she drove off.

“You just go ten times hotter knowing that song,” Scarlet blurted out. 

Chris smirked, watching Scarlet slowly realize what she had just blurted out. Her face became bright red, and her eyes widened in embarrassment. Scarlet refused to look over at him for a long time. She didn’t want him to see how embarrassed she was, but that ship sailed a few miles back. 

Chris just sat there watching her. From what he could see, her cheeks and neck were bright red. He knows he should let the situation go. Lie and say he didn’t hear what she said, but after being cramped in the bug for three days, he felt he had the right to torture her over this for a bit longer. 

“Can you stop staring, please,” Scarlet asked, quickly turning to look at him. 

“So if I’m now ten times hotter, what level does that make,” he asked, laughing. 

“Christopher, stop,” she whined, slapping his arm. 

He grabbed her hand and just held it for a few seconds. Scarlet kept looking between the road and her hand, which was now being held by her celebrity crush. She swore she could die in this moment and have no regrets. 

“Relax, I’m just teasing. I already know you’re basically in love with me,” he teased, kissing her hand. 

“I hate you, Christopher,” Scarlet scorned, ripping her hand from him. 

He let out another laugh as he leaned back and turned up the music. Once her face turned to its normal color, Scarlet softly sang another Taylor Swift song. Chris occasionally knew a song and sang along with her but let her have a solo when he noticed her face light up, and she turned the radio up more. The car ride was just a giant concert, which, of course, didn’t escape Chris’s notice how you were less shy about singing in front of him. 

“Scar, I didn’t mean to snoop, but when I was picking up your clothes, I found a bucket list. Why are you carrying a bucket list with you? I’m worried 'cause half the stuff is already crossed out,” Chris asked, turning the music down subconsciously glancing at her left arm. 

Scarlet subconsciously rubbed at the scars on her wrist and completely turned off the radio. “You don’t have to worry about me. It’s something my therapist had me do. She said that if I made a list of things I wanted to do, things that weren’t too out there, I would have something to look forward to. Doc said to start with three things that I could easily cross off, and after I do that, add something else, the difficulty level was up to me.”

“My first cross off: Learn to drive Bert. Dylan was the one to teach me. He didn’t yell or criticize me at first, but after he found me crying about how I wish Dad was here to teach me, he started “teaching me like Dad taught him.” Dylan would spout out random sports references and use some firefighter lingo. I had to pull over at one point cause I was laughing so hard at him. My next goal was to have my first kiss.’

“The first kiss was harder than learning to drive,” Chris laughed, ignoring the tears threatening to fall from both his and her eyes.

“It was when I was twelve years old, Christopher. I was so nervous to talk to him that I almost passed out. Becca pushed me into his arms, and we both fell on our asses. If it wasn’t for her stupidity, Tyler wouldn’t have asked me to the Halloween dance, and he wouldn’t have kissed me under the missile web.” 

“Missile web,” he questioned.

“He was just as nervous as me and made it up, saying if there is no spider in the web, you kiss under it, celebrating that there was no spider. I’m not sure if little naive me believed him or just happened to have a “reason” to kiss him. And it did help. The “bucket list” helped me look forward to the next day. It didn’t stop the bullying I endured, but when scrawny Steve Rodgers wasn’t enough to keep me going, the bucket list pushed me further. Because ironically, I’m no quitter,” Scarlet explained with a sense of pride. 

“You joke about it a lot.”

“I’m past it. I’m no longer in that dark space. I spent years trying to dig myself out of this dark well. If I want to joke about my suicidal ideations, then I will,” she exclaimed.

“The dark well. I get that. When my anxiety gets bad, I feel trapped underwater. Like I can’t breathe, and no matter how hard I try to push to the surface, it never comes,” Chris explained. 

Scarlet noticed how he still kept looking over at her scars. “What,” she asked, slightly annoyed. “Yes, I used to cut my wrist, no, I haven’t done that since I was fifteen. I did it because I felt like there was nothing else that could save me from those awful things I was feeling. At school, I was tormented by these evil girls making fun of the fact my father was dead. And when I got home, it was like we were still in the morning. Especially since his flag was right by the front door, it was the first thing you saw when you walked in. Dylan was already out of the house and off on the other side of the world at college; I didn’t want to bother him with stupid teenage problems. Mom just got remarried to Josh, who she met at a widow/widower support group. I was pissed about that, like she wanted to forget he existed. And all those feelings and thoughts disappeared when I cut. Like all of it escaped my body with the blood.” 

“The more I cut, the better I felt. One day, I cut so much that I passed out. I woke up 3 hours later, and when I looked in the mirror, I was smiling. I hadn’t done that in a long time. So then and there, I planned my death. I was going to wait til everyone was out of the house that Saturday and go sit in Bert to be with my dad. That morning, I was heading to the car when Parker came back from his run early. He just stood at the bad door watching me for what felt like hours, then he asked if I wanted to go see a movie with him,” she stated as tears started to well in her eyes.

“Scar, you don’t have to explain to me,” Chris said, handing her a napkin. 

“I need to say this at least once. I was surprised he asked me to cause, for the longest time, I thought he hated me. Never talked to me, always picked on me. I also thought it would be a perfect last goodbye to Parker. So I got on his bike, sat in that uncomfortable chair, and ate the popcorn. I was making a mental checklist on how my plans had to change, and then I watched Steve Rodgers get up after getting his ass handed to him by bullies and by his constant rejection from the army. I balled in my seat. Parker pulled me to his side and held me as I cried. He held his hand out, and I just knew he knew. He wasn’t shocked when I placed the razor on his palm. Parker just put it in the empty popcorn bucket and tightened his grasp. ‘I’m right here, bug. I’m always going to be here,’ he whispered in my ear, and for the rest of the movie, I rested my head on his shoulder. I just watched Steve do what everyone thought was impossible and keep his head up high when he woke up in the 21st century.”

“After that, Parker would just come into my room to hang out. We didn’t talk; we just sat in silence together. Dylan moved home, and he would join our ‘hang out’ session. And a week later, I was being dropped off at a therapist’s office. We never really talked about it, but everyone knew, and I got the help I needed.”

Chris didn’t hide the fact that he needed to wipe his tears. He used the sleeve of his shirt to clean his face. Scarlet was trying to do the same, but Chris helped her and cleaned her up with a napkin. 

“Oh god, now that is embarrassing,” she laughed, moving her face away from him. 

Chris watched her wipe her tears and laugh over something. At that moment, Scarlet was the strongest person he had ever met. She endured so much yet still carries on with a smile. She found a way out of her dark well and was brave enough to step away from it and keep walking. Chris adored her for it. He felt powerful knowing something he did helped her get to where she was today. And he liked that feeling. The feeling that you were needed and that someone relied on and trusted you. Chris was addicted to this feeling. He never wanted it to go away. No matter what happened at the end of this trip, Chris wanted to have Scarlet in his life. 

[lavhoes]

STRANGER THINGS SMUT RECS

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love on you by @sinclaiirs

steve jerks off to a photo of you by @sinclaiirs

movie night, ft billy by @evergreencowboy

take your sit by @strawberrysodaslut

touch me, pt3 by @poeticandors

lovergirl by @deepett

angel eyes by @deepett

reader squirts for the first time by @constillatedchaos

pancakes for two by @the-archxr

I'll be the judge, ft robin by @luvfae

wet dreams by @sinclaiirs

like a pornstar by @sharpsapphic666

stop the world (i wanna get off with you) by @pixiehollands

as you dreamt it would be by @luvfae

like a perv, ft eddie by @fanofmanystuff

just like in the movies by @the-archxr

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hot and bothered by @bunnyhoney111

selfish!eddie by @evergreeneddie

desperate eddie by @evergreeneddie

study sesh by @bumblingbribee

finding out eddie has a mommy kink by @subbypeterparker

voyeurism, ft steve by @hxneybimbo

missed you by @munsonussy

the devil wears eyeliner by @sinnerlillith

pink is metal by @sinnerlillith

fountain by @eddiemunsonswhxre

distracting by @notrattus

I look at you and my blood runs hot by @letterstotheflre

nuisance by @eddiemunsonswhxre

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under the bleachers by @latenightsimping

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take in by @mollyville (jonathan byers)

what happens in the dark room by @reidsrevenge (jonathan byers)

stays in the dark room by @reidsrevenge (jonathan byers)

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part two

[hetr0ph0bic]

give it up pt3 final

your body stirred wake, from noises. still laying against the window, you pry open your eyes. your brown eyes are met with a sight, a sight in deed. shuri and riri exchange sloppy wet kisses. riri’s body is twisted over the driver seat, shuri’s hand rest beautifully on her neck. riri releases whimpers from the kiss

“ shhh don’t want to wake sweet y/n, now would we” shuri voice low and dark

“nahh i would love to” riri gives a louder moan. but shuri cuts it off by smashing their mouths together again.

“stop, i want to talk to her first”

“oh please, you didn’t even ask her yet, only know how to piss her off”

“ be quite” 

“don’t need to”

“bast, yes you do”

“she would love it, i know it, she would beg for it shuri”

heat coils in your lower stomach, a heartbeat thumping through your body. you can feel it in your heart. deciding to cut the conversation short, you make it know that you're awake. with a big yawn, you sit up, wiping your eyes. looking out the window, you see concrete and light, what time is it?

“ri? where are we?” you ask in a voice groggy. 

“ a parking garage” you look over your shoulder finding them separated but now their eyes rake over every hair mole and mark on your body.

“look” shuri begins sitting back on the seat, head turning to the right watching you play with your fingers

“listen, i’ve been with you for the past twenty-four hours. and because of my own trauma and riri’s history of knowing you, i know why you're spiraling and confused.”

sitting up from the window, your eyebrow raises “well why”.

 “tell me …who do you call when you are sad” shuri starts with a series of questions

“umm”

“who do you call to have sex or even make love?”

“....”

“do you have anyone whom you can be vulnerable with!?!” shuri hopes and begs for a yes

“i don’t need any of those things” you shoot back, shooting glares at her.

“and that’s why you're fucked up now! when someone barely touches you

and why you can't even control yourself when you're interested in someone. i bet you don’t even realize you're interested, that’s why you are confused and bothered by basic human interaction.” shuri finishes huffing out air, silence filling the car as you look out the window. knowing shuris somewhat right in what she said. riri clears the emptiness of the car,

“ at the diner last night, you said nothing changed. this level of success you are at… college freshman, you could never achieve this. you shut people out, you became a dominant force that no one could walk over. when you walk into a room, heads turn just by your power alone. but that’s not you, well a side of you. but you chillin at home in your natural state, it’s not. under the hardness, it’s still the girl who loves pink and plushies. hell, you became business a lawyer and engineer for all people in need? you're the same caring, soft, mushy, person as before. i know it’s for protection. the arguments and defense is to spare your feelings. all cause the powerhouse, dominant, businesswoman is all the world allowed you to be. so when the soft caressing and comments come, you run. 

soft and sensitive. still easily overstimulated mama i know you.”

“... is that so?” you know it's true. your body shakes as tears threaten to spill over

“ say the word y/n, and imma give you everything” 

“what” you whisper.

once you look back at her, she is still kissing shuri. in fact, shuri is pulling her over the armrest to the small backseat. riri sits happily in shuri's lap. their lips collide, still looking at you. never breaking or blinking. heat swirls in your lower stomach as you turn your head to look away. doing your best to ignore them and the seeping juices in your underwear. you hear a loud, wet, slurping sound. nosiness powering your body, you turn your head to the source. you see shuri sticking her tongue out her mouth and riri sucking on it. she grinds her clothed body on shuri’s. riri lifts her hand, telling you to come here. the two break the hot kiss to lean over to your ears. 

“ is it too much? ill drive back to your house right now” riri whispers in your ear.

“bruh-”

“ say what you want. now. ” shuris lips lightly touch your left ear. in response you groan, head hitting the headrest.

“ i guess she doesn’t” shuri taps riri’s butt, the small girl getting up about to hop in the driver seat. 

“ fuck, don't make me say it” you try to plead. shuri dips her head low, you can feel her breath on your ears

“ nah princess, that’s not how it works” shuri looks deep in your eyes, you shiver under her piercing gaze. princess? princess! your mind sways at the name. you clamp your legs close, afraid theyll be able to tell how your core leaks at the pet name. riri slides back down on the seats. she drags her hand from or knee to your jaw, once there she cups and caresses. thumb swiping from left to right.

“ no matter what, we respect your choice, one hundred percent y/n. from platonic to romantic, we are here, whatever you need and desire.”

your head swirl with a light, electric feeling. continuing to lie and ignore your body and feelings doesn’t seem like the right idea. plus… princess.

“ please... i- i need it” you barely get out.

it was all so fast, in an instant the two were on you. riri works on slipping you out of the tight top, and shuri peels the leggings off of you. hands grip and squeeze all over your body, while the royals roam over your body. you let your head rest on the headrest. eyes shut as you take in the massages, teeth digging into your lip as you try not to moan. just breathing in and out.

“damn ma, we haven't even started yet” shuri teases

“awww baby she’s so touched starved, prolly been months even worst”

your eyes open at the words, the car is so dark you really can't see them clearly, how you like. finding their eyes,

 “wow, yall talk a lot” you start up, trying to get riri’s mind off the subject. 

“ it's fine, let's see if that pretty mouth can talk back when im done” shuri gives an evil laugh at the new fear and lust settling in your eyes. chills fall over your almost naked body, the only piece of clothing is the thin black underwear. ass on the cold leather seat, riri attaches to your lips. it's sweet, and new feeling. down right warmth and pleasure settling in your heart. riri places her hand on your neck, slowly entering her tongue in your mouth. your chest rising as she explores and tastes every part of your mouth. riri flicks her tongue over yours and the two of you continue to swirl them around. tugging you from the light kisses, shuri’s heated hands travel over your body. stopping on your boobs, she cups, shakes, and admires them. her index finger lightly graze over the top of your hard nipple. the pain and bliss causing you to break from riri, the panther smiling at the reaction. she licks her lips, diving into the left nipple. biting it with her teeth, the right nipple is pinched and twisted. your back arches with a cry.

“fuck! shuri! please!” with the beg she actually lets up, begging to suck and rub with the pad of her thumb. happy whines slip out your mouth, easy stopped by riri connecting lips again. riri moves to straddle your left leg. clothed knee hitting your thumping, wet, core. your hands busy themselves digging in shuri’s curls and tugging on riri’s shirt. breaking the kiss to complain, shuri takes over your mind. her cheek rests on your chest as she flicks her tongue back and forth sinfully. you strain your neck to look down at her movements.

“ god if only you only used your mouth in good ways like this” shuri grunts at you comment. biting down on the nipple. you cry out at as you tug hard on riri’s top.

“fuck ri take it off, damn! take it off!”

“now mama, you know that’s not how you ask.” out of patience, your eyes roll to the back on 

from your lips. 

“nah after you cum, then you get to see us” shuri shoots up from your chest. arm sleeve rolled up. she taps your jaw with her hand

“open up” you quickly open up your mouth wondering why. your question quickly answered,

 shuri pushes her ring and middle finger inside your mouth. you yelp at the two digits on your tongue. shuri senses your confusion as she looks at you from above.

“baby, suck on it” and you do, using your power to get the fingers wet and dripping as quick as possible. you swirl your tongue around her fingers, looking up to lock eyes with her. you flick your tongue, just as she just did. the panther sets her hand by riri’s head. softly, beginning to rock the fingers in and out your mouth. hitting the back of your tongue, your eyes start to water from her thrust. quickly, you apply pressure to her fingers with your teeth, then sliding off with a popping sound. you fully sink back on the seat, spreading your legs wide. the other two girls share a look before they dive deep. it’s nasty. sinful. and you love it. you never let anyone touch your body like this. you hit notes you had no idea you could hit. riri and shuri break you down from fighting back, and starting shit. to begging with tear stained faces. shuri hands set in a deep curve as she rams into you. her fingers curve back and forth, hitting spots, making you see stars. while riri rubs your clit, whispering nasty shit in your ear. riri pulls your arm from, muffling from moans. pulling the arm away, pressing with all her strength. you struggle trying to pull it back. her hands move in fast circles over your swollen clit. you turn your head to the side to hide the moans as you buck into the pumps and thrums.

“ aww baby don’t hide from us, we need to hear you”

your breath hitches as she talks into your ear. she dips her hand a little lower, collecting slick from inside your folds.

“ god” riri picks up her fingers from your pussy, finger in the air, she opens and closes them. the slick smacking and dripping between her middle and ring fingers. 

“ look how wet you is, just for us” riri ends with a wet kiss to your neck.

“ man shut the fuck up and-”  you inhaled sharply  “fuck me” you barely get out the demand, breath going in and out as shuri snaps her hands. the power and speed, she works you in thoroughly. literally digging you out. with her free and shuri grabs your jaw making you look at her. unable to muffle the moans, they fill the car.

“ mmh mhhh fuck ahhhh” your body shakes and trembles. your vision get blurry and more blurry as riri lifts up your hood to swipe over your clit. 

“ princess, you so pretty” shuri says above you. you try to give a clear response, but moans and cries fall out instead of words.

“so, ahhh so good. please  i never- baby ” tears falls down your face as riri stops you.

“y/n, who else seen you like this?” unable to speak fully, you just shake your head.

“ i said who else did this” riri grabs your hair, pulling you to look at her. she rubs circles into your clit, fast.

“n-nobody!” you crack out. riri leans down in your ear, switching up her strokes again. she slips her hand up and down your slit. you, her and shuri in perfect sync. you grinding against riri’s hand and shuri abusing a certain spot.

“ don’t fucking lie to me” 

“ its yours only. shuri and riri’s” and that does it. your eyes rolling to the back of your head. your legs fluttering as they try to clamp close. you chanting “it’s yours” “it’s yours” while squeezing on shuri’s fingers. they dont stop. after continues to move her hand back and forth, hitting your sensitive part again and again. after a while of milking your orgasm, shuri grabs her bag and uses wipes to clean you and riri off. you sit in the back seat, laid out as the two rub and massage your body.

“how do you feel” she asks as she works on your thighs.

“i feel good”

“that’s good, yall ready to head back to the house?”

“ummm wait… you said if i came we were gonna do it again” you complain

“ohh we not done, but i can't do what i want in this tiny ass car” shuri says as riri hops in the front seat again. 

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part 2 

part 1 

[bleachedjuice]

'Adrenaline high' pt3.

I hope everyone is having an amazing day so far and if not I hope reading this makes it better for you even for a moment :) enjoy!

Warning: foul language

To say the least with a fucking ghost mask in your face to fleeting moment your eyes open,freaking out is a perfect reaction.

As if on cue you let out a startled noise from the literal pits of hell as you let out a hard left hook which sent the Larger man stumbling back with a groan as you lurched forward..and immediately felt the adrenaline in your body wake you right up alongside the near heart attack experience you just had.

"Jesus fucking christ Simon!" a harsh breathe came from you as the now respectively pissed off Simon Riley stood and stared at you at a safer distance a couple feet back.

"Do you just fucking sneak up on everyone and shove your face against theirs?!" The words hissed out at you as a groan audibly came from you as drumming sound pounded into your skull,and then the aftereffects of lurching upward and using your bad arm to knock a man his size back was coming to light with a oh so nice heavy throb to it.

Wincing you then rubbed your temples before muttering a sorry to him as the sound of something caught your attention in the silence..his voice.

"No,I don't. But that's not why I'm here. Two days you've been out Hound. It's time to get up,Your wanted in Prices office once you've.." you listened to his gruff voice trail off as his blue eyes glanced up and down your now slightly shaking figure that now had a death grip on the thin covers of the hospital bed in med bay..suddenly becoming aware on how shitty you must be looking at the moment. And then snapped out of your self conscious thoughts as he continued,the sound of his throat clearing audibly before he began. "Become seeable. See you there in 20" and with that,almost like a robot he turned and began to walk,and just as he was about to stride out of door he looked over his shoulder at you,watching a you staref back at his now still figure. "Don't be late y/n"...and he left. Leaving you to Bare a hard glare into the back of Ghosts retreating figure before you huffed and grumbled like an angry child would as you shoved the blankets off before swinging your legs to the side of the med bed and stood slowly,your legs crooning at the glee of be used again after...two days?.. your brows furrowed as you began to space out during the journey of making your way to your room and snagging clothes and quite literally stalking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind you a little too hard..

The way you looked in the mirror,under the whitened light that was overhead made you cringe a bit. Your eyes sunken in,sad looking almost from being asleep but not actually resting and your hair...sticking to some of the dried blood from the fight and dirt in frenzied strands it sat,greasy and flat looking. Causing you to feel dirty and shudder as you tore you gaze from the mirror and turned the shower on,testing your still slightly aching shoulder in the water,you found it to not sting as much as you had thought it would. Almost tearing the clothes you had on off as you scrambled to get under the hot water you stumbled before huffing as you kicked off the last pant leg into the pile now sitting near the door as you waddled into the warm water. Your body relaxing and you letting a groan that wouldn't be misplaced in the bed room..which caused you to roll your eyes at yourself as you began to wet your scalp and scrub your skin and body until it hurt..and then you got out after what seemed forever..but in really you knew was only eight minutes. Awkwardly drying your self off you threw on the clothes you had on,military cargo pants that where held a little higher then your hips with a thin elastic belt and a black tantop..and you caught a look at your shoulder,the wound was red..mean and ugly as it was stitched tightly and cleanly shut..not sign of infection..you glanced away from it and went back to the task at hand,hiding your dog tags under the shirt as you dried you hair,scrambled white socks on and then brushed your teeth and deodorant before scuffing to your room and yanking a pair of military boots on.. and on your way you went to Prices office,with a good three minutes to spare as you made your way down the hall way to the office. But the thoughts of what this was about was sending you through a whole loop..and then you stood out side the door before you rapped against the wood With your knuckle once before a voice boomed.

"Come in"

Prices voice. It was heavy and did not sound happy nor angry...just heavy..

And with a harsh swallow you reached for the knob and twisted before stepping into the office.

And the sight of Price sitting at his desk with Ghost standing near him sent a message to you..possibly the wrong one.

Oh good God is this how you lost your job? Because Ghost couldn't fucking watch his back properly? And then that sent a thought of disdain toward him. Mayne he wasn't so great if he did a simple mistake. Maybe-

"Y/n" Prices voice rang out as you stood there,position tightened and your back as straight as it could get as you stared ahead with you hands behind your back.

"Yes sir?"

"You can sit. Your not in trouble. Just a meeting soldier."

And with that your body relaxed a breath you didn't even realize left your body almost urgently. And then you crossed your arms and waiting for what he was going to say,all the while you could feel Ghosts gaze boring holes into you.

"With the uncovering of not just one but multiple Hard drives of information and planning of the cartel we've been able to break some ground . In the following week we will all move out to a town,or well a ghost town neighboring the one you two just where. That is where their storing all of their drugs and weapons.. and so,we will be in charge of quite literally blowing it to the ground..understand?"

"Yes sir!"

In unsion you both spoke and in unsion both your gazes locked..and so did a glare match at both your faces..and then prices voice said something that made your day..

"Now get the hell outta my office". And with that as ghost was making his hulking ass to the door,you shouldered past him roughly as he muttered something after you and off you marched off to wherever your feet where taking you..and soon you found yourself outside with joggers and a thick red hoodie.. The bitter air woke you right up as it filled your lungs sharply,burning them as you felt your gaze snap to soap and gaz who both had obviously noticed your arrival to the track as they approached and soon you three where talking and walking.. and then soap spoke loudly,making himself known quite well even though you and gaz where hearing him perfectly fine without his screeching...

"Say...how about a race? First one to finish 400 meters win a free drink yeah?"

And a smile broke out onto your face as gaz laughed nervously.

"Oh your on McTavish,But..here's the question,who'll stand aside and say ready set g-"

"I will"

Gaz blurted almost immediately. Eagerly,which caused you to bust out laughing as Soaps utter dumbfounded face.

"Ok,well,to the starting line Y/n"

It was nice hearing your name other than hound..reminded you that you where human and not just a dog to laswell..

You followed behind soap as he approached the starting line,and Gaz stood on the grass area of the inner track and glanced around as the two of you took positions. And the world around you seemed to slow and dispate,your shoulder...soaps nagging and taunts as you looked ahead..you took a basic sprinters position.."Runners on Your mark"..your body working like clock work as your relaxed your shoulders as the adrenaline In your soared.."Get set"...your head lowered and your legs raised...and then Gaz's words thundered into air around you..

"GO!"

Springing Into action you flew upwards,your legs pumping hard and fast as you approached the middle of the first turn on the track with soap riding the inner lane..and so..you pushed him harder as you both broke the first 100 meter line. Your legs now lengthening in stride and your arms pumping harder,your stride became larger,more so exaggerated..and then mid way through the second 100 meters you felt yourself stride away from Soaps figure..and soon you found yourself utterly flying through the last turn and down the runway,your legs flying swiftly as your breath hissed in quick short pants and soon you found yourself thundering through the finish life and slowing to stop as your leaned over and began huffing for air as you listened to Gaz laugh at Soap as he soon after many moments..many moments..crossed the finish line. Once you caught your breath you stood up with your hands on your hips to find Alejandro and Ghost standing next to Gaz..approaching the trio as Soap was quite literally gasping for air still on the track.

And then Alejandros voice broke through,a laugh in his tone as he spoke.

"Who knew even with a busted shoulder you'd be flying out of here like Diablo himself was ok your ass" a smile spread across his face as you laughed with him at Soaps pouting face before you found Ghost baring a stare at you,which sent a slight shiver down your warm body.

"So..Alejandro you up for a run?"

"You take me for a fool Hound? You will outrun me worse than Soap!"

And then you all agreed to head inside to the base,and in jostle words and jokes you all walked,even Ghost slipped in some comments but you always found his gaze always on you..and to be frank it was slightly pissing you off In a way..ignoring it you shoved the annoyed feeling you had down your throat bitterly and once you found yourself in the warmth of the main room you found yourself scrambling to the kitchen for a hot drink..tea sounded good..now let's just hope Ghost doesn't throttle you with a tea bag if he find you drinking it. You listened as the group dispersed,Gaz and Soap flopped onto the couch into the "living room" and Alejandro slunked off to somewhere and Ghost?..you didn't have a clue and to be frank you did not care as you shuffled around in the cupboards and hummed as you found a thing of green tea,snaking a tea bag into your hand you then,like a giddy child filled a mug up with water before placing the bag onto the counter and then into the microwave..and before you knew it,you where sipping a cup of now Luke warm tea at the kitchen counter on a stool as you heard snores..? Was it night already? Glancing to your watch you felt your throat go dry..it was 9 at night..and here you where,sipping you 4th cup of fucking tea as you stared at the wall like it was interesting..and then a voice made you jump..

"Are you drinking my fucking tea?"

Oh shit....