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Smut Alphabet with Hoyt Rawlins

warnings: gender-neutral reader (slight fem! reader in parts), creampies, voyeurism/semi-public sex?, hair pulling, oral sex.

length: 1.5k || read on ao3

notes: the complete and utter lack of anything hoyt related on this site is criminal

Aftercare

Hoyt is a gentleman, after all, so he treats you very well after sex. Kisses over your face and chest as he cleans you both of sweat. He isn’t one for eating afterward, but if you’re hungry, he’ll always try to have something on hand. Hoyt is a cuddler after sex, so that is what you most commonly do with him after. You enjoy it as he encourages you to rest your head on his bicep or chest.

Body Part

Definitely his chest and abs. If that wasn’t clear at fight night, Hoyt isn’t sure how much more blatant he can be about it.

His favorite part of your body is your eyes. He likes to watch you from across the road, his eyes meeting yours, captivating you from his spot against the signpost Hoyt was leaning against. Hoyt’ll tip your face up to look at him, first finger underneath your chin, grinning at you.

Cum

Hoyt most commonly finishes inside you, something you’re more than okay with. It’s what you’re both used to, and Hoyt is eager to watch his cum drip out of you after he pulls out.

Dirty Secret

Hoyt’s dirty secret is that he fantasizes about being overheard. He doesn’t want to get caught or walked in on, just loud enough for the other patrons to know what he’s up to in the hotel room at Hagen’s Saloon.

Experience

He has a decent amount of experience, and his former partners have always given him stellar reviews, so to speak, so Hoyt is very confident in himself and his performance in bed. Your past partners pale in comparison to Hoyt, a fact that strokes Hoyt’s ego whenever he thinks about it. It’s not uncommon for him to ask, “So, darlin’, am I still the best you’ve ever had?” He knows the answer is yes; you know the answer is yes, but he still gets you to say it regardless.

Favorite Position

From behind, hands down, no questions asked. He could hit it from behind every day of the week and not get bored of it in the slightest. Pushing your head down into the pillows, arching your back for you, ass pressed nicely against his hip bones. Hoyt is an ass man through and through.

Goofy

Hoyt can be silly during sex when he wants to be, but he can also be serious when that’s what the mood calls for. He likes to mess with you, giggling at the noises your bodies make or tickling your sides just to get a rise from you. It’s earned him a swift jab in the ribs on more than one occasion.

But when the mood is a serious one, that’s when his sex appeal is ramped up tenfold. Sure, he’s sexy when he’s goofing off with you, but it’s like you’ve found yourself in bed with a different Hoyt when he’s focused.

Hair

Before meeting you, Hoyt couldn’t be bothered to keep himself tidy down there. Besides ensuring his pieces and parts were clean, Hoyt left it natural. Having overheard a white dove complaining of getting hair in her mouth, Hoyt decided it was best to tidy up for you (even if you didn’t complain about it previously). If he knew beforehand that he’d be meeting you later that day, he’d find something to clean up his thatch of dark blond hair.

Intimacy

Sex with Hoyt is always romantic, but the scale of it depends on whether the mood is silly or serious. He’s always kissing whatever part of your body he can reach; he doesn’t care if it’s your face, spine, thighs, or even the curve of your ass. If it’s within his reach, it’s getting peppered with kisses, regardless of the mood.

Jack Off

Hoyt’s sex drive is higher than any of your previous partners. Before meeting you (and when he was between partners), Hoyt was good for at least jerking off twice a day. Sometimes, it was once in the morning and once before bed; other times, it was twice after waking up or twice before going to sleep that night. Even on days when he’s been with you, Hoyt still has to rub one out before bed.

Kink

He has a thing for pulling hair. Pulling your hair, you pulling his hair, it doesn’t matter. The first time you tugged on his blond locks, Hoyt wasn’t expecting it, drawing a shameless moan from him. You’ve made it a habit of weaving your fingers through his hair and gripping tight when his head is buried between your thighs.

Location

Although Hoyt puts on the facade of the “sexy, passionate, lust-filled outlaw,” he doesn’t care for exceptionally risky sex. He doesn’t want to share you with anyone, much preferring to take you in the privacy of a hotel room or your room. He enjoys spreading you out across the bedsheets, something he can’t do on a couch or in the alleyway behind the saloon.

Motivation

You could wear a potato sack, and it’d still manage to turn Hoyt on. He finds you sexy and desirable regardless of what you’re wearing or doing. He can pitch a tent in his pants just by watching you do laundry or as you browse the general store for that night’s dinner.

No

Hoyt doesn’t like making you cry for any reason. Even if it’s from pleasure, he worries that he’s hurting you, so it’s an immediate turn-off in his book. He wants to make you feel good and provide you with insurmountable amounts of pleasure; harming you doesn’t fit within that goal.

Oral

You’ll have to pry him from between your thighs with the power of a steam engine if you want him to stop. He’s excellent at it, enjoys it more than is probably considered normal, and you love every minute of it. By the time he’s finished, Hoyt’s chin and beard are positively soaked with your slick, and so are the bedsheets.

Hoyt’s just as enthusiastic when you go down on him as well. He doesn’t care how deep you can take him or how fast you go; he just enjoys the experience as a whole. He’s always up for a quick blowjob if you offer.

Pace

Hoyt tends to average at a medium pace, not in any hurry to get it over with sometime within the next hour. He can be rough if he wants to (or if you ask him to be), but that’s not his default setting.

Quickie

If Hoyt hasn’t seen you for an extended period, sure, he’s up for a quickie, but he doesn’t plan on making a habit out of it. He likes to take his time with you, expertly taking you apart and putting you back together again, piece by piece. He’ll always choose that over a quick fuck in a closet somewhere.

Risk

Hoyt is a “sure, I’ll try anything once” type of guy. He’s seen a lot over the years, so anything you suggest won’t shock or surprise him at the very least. He’ll tell you if something you propose is past his comfort level, but other than that, he’s game for everything.

Stamina

He can go for at least two rounds, but the second one won’t be as intense as the first. It’s still as pleasurable and passionate, but just not as overwhelming, I suppose.

Toys

Hoyt isn’t one for toys. He doesn’t own or care to use them on himself or his partner, but he won’t care if you like using them. Hoyt has nothing against them; he simply doesn’t understand the appeal when you could have the real thing instead. Hoyt isn’t the kind of guy to get mad at you for using them, though.

Unfair

Hoyt is the most unfair little bitch, and he loves it. He is a certified brat and uses it to his advantage against you. He’ll make you beg for him to fuck you, go down on you, anything you can think of; he’s probably made you beg for it at some point. But once he’s deemed you’ve suffered enough, he’ll give you everything you’re asking for and then some.

Volume

Hoyt loves to be vocal in bed. Grunting, groaning, swearing, breathy moans, you name it. One of his favorite things is to whisper hotly into your ear, reveling in how you shiver from his words.

Wild Card

Hoyt loves to cover in hickeys and love bites, marking you as his, as taken. Since he’s gone for long periods, he likes to leave your neck and thighs covered in red and purple bruises, showing off to the entire town you’re spoken for.

X-Ray

He’s just above average, but it’s objectively very pretty. He’s thicker at the base, and it curves a bit to the right. You can’t explain it, but Hoyt’s cock just has something about it that’s different than the other men you’ve been with, but whatever it is, you can’t get enough of it.

Yearning

Just like with his masturbation habits, Hoyt’s appetite for sex is high, too. He likes to have you every day if he can, but if he can’t, he won’t lose his mind or anything. If you’re not feeling up to it, or if he’s busy, his fist will have to suffice.

Zzzz

Hoyt will stay up long enough to ensure you’re okay and cuddle you for a bit, but after that, he’s passing out as soon as he can. He gets so tired after sex. It settles his mind and puts him in the best headspace for a long nap.

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Saving Walker

Character(s): Y/N Winchester, Miracle, Paige Halliwell, Cordell Walker, Clint West, Crystal, Stella Walker, August Walker, Liam Walker, Bonham Walker, Micki Ramirez, Trevor Strand, Abeline Walker, Bret, Captain Larry James, Geri Broussard, mentions of Emily Walker, mentions of Ruby 2.0, mentions of Samuel Campbell, mentions of Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester (brief), Hoyt Rawlins

Pairing: Cordell Walker x Vampire!reader

Warning(s): A shit of angst, fluff, violence, language, smut(?), mentions of character death, lies and betrayal, mentions of suicide. 

Summary: (What if Dean wasn’t the only one that was killed at the end of season 15? What if it were Sam, too?)

With the Winchester brothers gone, Y/N didn’t know how to continue on with the fight. Of both monsters and her depression. But just when she’s about ready to get Miracle into a good home so that she could find a way to end her own life, she gets a visit from Paige. Her time protecting others just wasn’t up yet, she realizes that when she’s assigned to look after a troubled family down in Texas that had lost someone dear to them. Only issue is- Cordell Walker looks just like Sam.

First two chapters coming to my Patreon August 14th.

Preview

Slamming the door shut behind you, you shrugged off your jacket and draped it across the bed of the motel room you’ve been staying in for the last few nights; silent tears were streaming down both sides of your face as you dropped yourself down onto the floor at the end of it. You’ve been warned that the family you were looking after was troubled, you’ve even been warned that the father of the two teenage kids had recently lost his wife- their mother. And you were most definitely warned that the man was a ranger going undercover as a criminal who enjoyed robbing banks as a way to get by. But what you didn’t know, was that he could’ve easily been the long lost twin of Sam Winchester. He wasn’t, though. You knew that he wasn’t. But they looked so much alike, from the face all the way down to the tips of his toes. The only difference? His hair was much short, and the clothes he wore were not even close to being the same. Not to mention- he had kids.